#omg we are so frigged 😭

[kimarisgundam]

Wtf was I/my Netrunner thinking 😭???

Why did I think I could get away with blackmailing the literal head of Arasaka's R&D department 😭

I should have known dad wasn't going to just let me walk 🥲. But dad wanted to flatline Rockerboy's friends and make him watch them die. How did dad think I'd react??

My Netrunner is loyal to her dad and Arasaka, if he didn't make that threat I would have just stayed in my lane

I get why he helped facilitate the hit on her mom. Even my Netrunner's big bro accepts that once you betray Arasaka, you're a walking corpse

He pushed me to fight back, and my only ace was threatening to hand over my DNA sample to Arasaka and letting them find out dad had an affair with a traitor 🥲

My Netrunner was handed a shard containing security cam footage of Solo's cyber psychosis meltdown 😭

Dad said not to push my luck, cos if I keep pissing him off he's going to pass that shard to MaxTac 🥲

Dad also told Exec that he let Exec leave Arasaka cos he feels Exec has potential... he will back Exec's fixer career in exchange for Exec occasionally helping him settle some business

^ he said this isn't a proposal, it's an order. Exec must accept 🥲

Dad said he wants my Netrunner to know that he does care about her cos she's his kid. If she feels so strongly about being chooms with Rockerboy, he's willing to forgive Rockerboy for her sake

He handed a shard to Rockerboy containing "info that he may be interested in, and may help him"... and I'm worried cos Rockerboy suddenly went silent after reading it 🥲

^ I asked my friend who plays Rockerboy what our DM sent her, but she won't tell the party?? Like dude, me and Exec keeping secrets created this mess, maybe you shouldn't keep secrets too??

[golden-bubblebee]

Bubbles watches SPN pt5? Annotations throughout the episodes.

Season 2

Series 2 breaking my heart right out of the gates huh

Dean Kill count: 4

I mean how even, bestie we have only just reached series 2

Omg sams acting during this scene is phenomonal

The relief on his face oh my lord it made me cry

JOHN YOU FUCKING LYING PIECE OF SHIT OF A DICKWAD

Did John Bitchester trade his life for Deans

Jup. Jup he did

What crazy fucked up child smiles at the clown standing in the garden staring at her in the middle of the night

It got long. Get readmored

GIRL WTF??? STRANGER DANGER?? (Small child let's clown into her house)

more thoughts. now this isn't always the case but very often um hitting someone is a taught behaviour, right. But um Dean hits Sam a couple of times and you can argue that this is because they live quite a violent life. but there's a theme, the things they fight always fight back, it is always violent towards them. but we see Dean hits Sam a couple of times when he's not being physically violent when they re just having an argument so um theory John bichester also beat the shit out of a dean

Jo! You cant be angy at them bc of the sins of the father

Because Dean and Sam are the main characters you get very used to them and their banter and so it becomes very familiar

meaning that now in the next episode when I got to see the intro where Dean is holding hostages?? My first reaction was literally to laugh and go 'oh dean what did you get yourself into this time'

SAMMY IS A CHRISTIAN???

Sometimes you learn things abt a man

Like a daily prayer, this guy?

SAMMY WTF

🎶my daddy shot your daddy in the head🎶

Why do they keep saying 'waste' instead of 'kill'

Dean death count:5

Welp nvm

HOW DID BOBBY KNOW SO QUICK???? (That Sam was possesed, I'm guessing)

I love that in this episode they basically called Bobby over to be their Dad

KATE??

Kate from teenwolf is abt to get killed

Thats great catharsis

And ofcourse the bitch dont die

John shouldve been killed so much sooner so bobby could raise em instead

Oh man I fucking love Madison (werewolf girlie)

I need her to be part of the gang

No

Nuhu

No no no

Im crying

I dont like this episode

Nono (werewolf girlie had to die)

YOU CANT MAKE DEAN CRY

ISNT MY BOY HURTING EBOUGH YET

No wtf

Dont hurt my boys like this

Wtffff

There better be Maddison lives ABO fics out there

I need this guy to have a sweet lovung gf

I mean, he has good puppy dog eyes for suffering and painBut like, the guy smiles real cute too yk

Yk. Them breaking in to get themselves arrestet is very funny and all until you remember that the fbi have a frigging open case on dean

IM SORRY IM IN PAIN AGAIN

You are telling me that Deans biggest wish is that their dad never went demon hunting and thus never got them ended up in this life

Oh my fucking god the mom is going to be alive isnt she

Bunbun (my friend) I dont like this show it hurts me more often than merlin did

Dean hahahah this man has no tact

No im sorry his exitement to mown a lawn is actually heartbtreaking

It shows how severely he lacked normalcy and how deeply he craves it

Another thought

The. Fact. That. John. Is. Still. Dead. In. Deans. Ideal. World.

*War flashbacks* (my fellow AFTG fans will understand)

His impact on the wolrd😭😭😭

No Bunbun help I literally -sobbed-

When dean is talking to johns grave 'why do I have to be the hero. Does mom not deserve her life? Doed sammy not deserve to be happy?'

Sam slaugher count: 1

Gotta love that the literal demon from hell says 'im proud of ya' more often than their own father does

Love that NOBODY is surprised the guy crawled out of hell (john bitchester)

[fandoms-writings]

Remi babyyyy I gotta tell you about my crush!

It's so weird bc the other day I dreamt about his car but he wasn't in the dream😂

*while roasting marshmallows* ok so I constantly have crushes on people but I've never been in love... And this time it feels a tini tiny different, He's 18 and he's got a gf so it's never gonna happen💀 but he is so so smart, he can't talk about video games to frigging politics, he likes music, and he's funny!! Idk if you know Stiles Stilinski from teen wolf, but it's that kind of funny and he even has the same style and facial expressions, I screamed when I realized that lmao.

But honestly we know each other superficially, and I wanna know him better and not because I wanna do anything, I genuinely like him and wanna be his friend, but I think he sees me as this fat weird(bc I get awkward when I'm around him) chick lmao.

Omg omg omg I love hearing about crushes!!

Also love love love that he reminds you of stiles, I love him 😭 I think being friends is a good idea! I think once you get to know him a little better, the awkwardness will go away, it just takes some time. And he may not think you’re weird at all you never know!! I hope you get to at least be friends with him and get to know him better 🩵

Come camping with me!

[actualbird]

RHYTHM ANON HERE BACK ON MY BULLSHIT AGAIN BUT UH IM NO LONGER ANONYMOUS BC I NEED TO PUT MEDIA AND DONT WANT JT TO GO AWAY SO FUCK IT!!!

Also I'm doing better ty :D

Okay, now, to the point of this post!

I converted stellin into REAL MONEYYY HELL YEAH 💵💴💶💷

This was a little difficult but HERE IS MY PROCESS‼️ I converted them to USD and Philippine Pesos bc I THINK that's the currency you use?? I forgot I'm sorry 😭

It looks very wack at first but trust me 🤷🏾‍♀️

1. Find out how much gems and Tears cost

Self explanatory.

Don't mind the first buy bonus, if I start spending money I will NOT stop ☹️‼️

This is how many gems a Tear of Themis costs.

2. Find something that can be spent on both tears AND stellin

This was the hardest part, I redownloaded the LG event for this and might replay bc it was my favorite event since I started when the eng version came out 😍

I forgot what these are called already BUT it can be spent on both tears & stellin

It says limited but we have seen from past events that limited and regular tears cost the same amount of gems (I'm like 98% sure of this correct me if I'm wrong pls)

Don't mind that Oracles of Justice are circled I tried taking this another way at first but you can't buy those and stellin separately so ignore that

3. Convert!!!

SO the things to buy them with that I forgot the name of I will call octopus coins bc that's what they look like!!!!

10 octopus coins = 1 Tear

1 octopus coin = 15,000 Stellin

so I divided 0.99 by 10 and got 9 or 10 cents so 15k stellin is about 10 cents

That is VERY LOW not what I expected

If I tried to find out how many Stellin are worth 1 cent which I am I would get ~1,500 stellin is worth 1 cent.

I also converted this to Philippine Pesos. 1500 stellin is worth 795 Philippine Pesos so 1 Peso is worth about 2 stellin.

And I ALSO converted my saved stellin to USD

197971 Stellin is worth about 132 USD.

That is. A lot!!! More than I have saved actually 😰

Why did I do this? Impulse.

This was fun though THANKS FOR LETTING ME DUMP ALL THIS ON YOU

Well you didn't really let me I just. Did It. But if you're reading this THANKS!

hullo rhythm anon!! with the anon off JHVJKFHASKFA, im rlly glad ur feeling better :DD

and at the rest of what youve sent me

oh my GOD

YO U.....CREATED A FRIGGING EXCHANGE RATE FOR STELLIN COMPARED TO LEGIT CURRENCIES, my jaw is on the FLOOR. im not good at math so i cant say much on ur method aside from the fact it looks incredibly impressive and i applaud the amount of effort u put into this omg!!!

1PHP (which is indeed the currency i use!!) being equivalent to 2ST (stellins, i just wanted to abbreviate it so that it looks like a Legit Currency as well) is actually super believable!! this is roughly the same exchange rate for philippine peso to japanese yen.

i now vaguely wonder about the economics behind the stellin's purchasing power in the global arena ingame....and now i stop vaguely wondering because i dont know anything about economics JHVAKJHFVAKSJHFAS

thank u for doing math, u are so much braver than i ever will be (also this is all just so delightful!!!)

[kingkatsuki]

I went axe throwing for my birthday last Sunday (the 6th) and the instructor for my group legit had me, my friends and my boyfriend simping so hard for the whole hour, we were down bad for this man. So naturally my brain has gone down a rabbit hole of axe throwing instructors Bakugou and Kiri ever since😍

Kiri is the one who gets the group motivated, he tells the jokes and swears like an absolute sailor. After the practice throws he's the one who gets the competitive side of things going with cheers and boos just because it makes the crowd laugh. EVERYONE there is drooling over him.

Bakugou though. He's the quiet one, he broods in the corner whilst Kiri works the crowd but when it comes to demonstration throws, that's his time to shine! One handed, two handed, two axes thrown at the same time at separate targets - he's front and centre nailing it every single time. He's also the one who would quietly approach whoever seems more anxious than the others (coughMEcough) and ask if they mind him helping. Next thing you know he's stood behind you wrapping one BIG hand around yours to perfect your hold, and he stays there to help you throw until you get at least one axe stuck in the target board. He gives you a quiet "knew you could do it" right in your ear before pulling away to go back to brooding.

When you finally go to leave you thank them for making your birthday so fun and Bakugou shoves his phone into your hand telling you to put in your number. As you get back to the car there's a text from an unknown number, quick and to the point wishing you a happy birthday and asking if you're free to celebrate with him later.

Omg I love this so so much! I did fake axe throwing the other day (you know the rubber one at the arcade?) and I fucking sucked I couldn’t land a single one so this is the level of encouragement I need😂😭

This is so frigging cute💕

[goldenkirstein]

hi darling!!!

I hope you’re week’s going great!! You’re half way through!!

Gosh I don’t like coding but honestly don’t worry, as long as you stay on top of it then you’re fine. I did not stay on top of it so therefore I don’t know how to code lmao. Still don’t know how I got away with getting a degree without understanding coding lmao.

omg so I stopped watching aot halfway through the last season. and I couldn’t pick it up after the manga finished because it affected me so much, like seriously it affected my mood for weeks on end soooo I’m refusing to watch it at the moment lol. I might try and catchup on it by end of February if I’m in a good mood. Idk what it is but books affect my mood so much. Like I get so drawn into it. I’m trying to think of aot in an actor au, it makes me feel better, yknow? JEAN AND CONNIE LOOK SO FINE THOOOOO, TIME TO GO SEE THE EIFFEL TOWER WITH THEM GDIAJWBEOSJWJE

BUT I have been watching kny and man oh man this season is so sexy, holy crap that last episode?!??!!?!!? SO FRIGGING COOL (also uzui and his wives are just so fucking hot)

I went to see my frien today for lunch!! We had a kbbq buffet and there was a food waste fee so we overstuffed ourselves. We waddled out of there, trying to keep the food inside us. Ended up sitting in a cute coffee shop tho hehe 🥰

-🐈‍⬛

ny weeks been okay, I hope yours has been going great!!

yeah coding is a true pain in the ass, I finally finished my first assignment and now I have another one due blegh

ur very valid about aot, it's so heavy and my mood just spiraled too when s4 aired its so depressing, oh God and I remember the final few chapters of the manga were coming out around that time and I was active on twitter when 138 dropped and I was like physically sick and anxious it was....I ended up catching up on the manga because of it oddly enough because I couldn't handle not knowing but it was bad

my mood also gets affected by books, and shows a lot too, which is why I can never be a casual fan of anything 🙃 but yeah I stopped watching fruits basket for a long time because of how sad it was I couldn't put myself through that

LMAO I WOULD TELL MY FRIENDS ITS AN ACTOR AU JUST TO HELP THEM COPE SHSHEHE

oh god and DEMON SLAYER???? FUCKING AMAZING !!!!!! AMAZING AND I CANNOT KEEP MY EYES OFF OF UZUI AND HIS WIVES HOLY SHIT WHEN HE TOOK CARE OF ONE OF THEM AND WAS HOLDING HER I WAS SCREAMING HES SUCH A GOOD HUSBAND AND I WANT TO SUCK HIM DRYYYYY

oh gosh me and my friends with sushi 😭😭 we end up ordering too much and then can't walk after whewwww I hope you had a fun time with you friend!!!!

[kingkatsuki]

Omg the way Eddie thought we had a boyfriend and that he didn’t like us playing D&D and that’s why we left hellfire my HEART. Why is he so frigging cute🥺😭 this was adorable💕

「 jealousy, jealously 」

eddie munson x henderson!fem reader

summary: you were a part of hellfire long before your brother and his friends got to high school, yet they fit right into the club while you get pushed aside. 

requested: no

word count: 6.4k

warnings: light angst, jealousy, brief arguing/raised voices, lots of fluff, kissing, fake gagging, few curse words

a/n: i apparently can’t write short fics for eddie, but i don’t think anyone is complaining about it. plus, i think the fics are freaking adorable & i’m highkey kinda proud of them. so i hope you continue enjoying them, as i’ve got plenty of ideas for him with more coming daily. if you’ve got an idea you’d like done (for eddie or any other st character) feel free to send it my way & i’ll give it a go. also, i couldn’t think of a better title than this, but the actual fic has no purposeful inpsiration from the olivia rodrigo song. i hope you enjoy it regardless! Xx

You groan as you see your brother and his friends make their way through the cafeteria towards you. Knowing it was their first day of high school, you had no doubt they’d try to sit with you. It’s not that you don’t want them to, but you’re terrified that they’ll embarrass you in front of your long-standing crush and dungeon master.

It had been a few months into your freshman year of high school when the small group of friends you’d found yourself in started ranting about how weird and creepy the Hellfire club - and their leader, Eddie Munson - was. You didn’t quite hold the same opinions, though, since you’d been playing the game for a few years by then. In fact, you had only recently given it up when the friend you played with moved towns.

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[kimarisgundam]

I'm happy for you that your GM let you have humanity points for talking to the therapist anon

BUT I DON'T CARE ABOUT YOUR OC'S MENTAL HEALTH I JUST WANT YOUR OC TO GO MAKE BABIES WITH THAT ROCKERBOY

What is the problem here? That rockerboy PC is your type of guy so why don't you like him? He is in love with your netrunner and I want this ship to sail

Stop thinking as your OC and think as yourself Forgot about survival in Night City and THINK

Your OC and that rockerboy arent compatible because he is problematic? BULL SHIT

You like Johnny Silverhand

Imagine that rockerboy had Johnny's face

If that is Johnny will you accept his """problematic"" actions cheating smoking drug use and drinking? THINK KIM

You like bad boysand theres a bad boy waving a sign around with the words I love you and your OC rejected him?????

Why are you so fixated on this???

I told you, it's really not like that. Our characters are best chooms

...

What have you done... I didn't have a face to attach to her character cos we didn't make character tokens (everyone's characters kept getting killed 😂)

Now that you made me imagine him as Johnny Frigging Silverhand, I can't unsee it

Oh no 😫! He's my type 😫

Omg I called her character a selfish dumb gonk 😭. I would never say that to Johnny 😭. Johnny is the smartest person in Night City 😭

If I attach Johnny's face to her character, all our "best choom moments" suddenly seem romantic to me @_@

Omg...

buying my Netrunner stuff

always sitting next to each other in the truck

matching stickers on our guns

starting a fist fight with someone who insulted my Netrunner

asking her to leave the city with him

sharing with her that stargazing Braindance

OMG O_O... everything suddenly seems romantic O_O"

I was mad when he ruined my character's date with his drummer by showing up with our cat. But if I imagine it's Johnny, suddenly that's cute O_O

Omg that cat. He asked me to co parent a cat with him O_O. Best friends don't co parent cats together O_O

I shot his bike tires when he tried to get me out of the city immediately after our other party member got killed (I thought it was insulting, I'm not a deadweight. I can fight)... but if it's Johnny, I'd be touched >_<

He's trying to protect her in his own gonked up way ;_;... omg that's so sweet ;_;

I'm suddenly not even mad about our recent combat encounter anymore... and I feel bad for yelling at our Rockerboy immediately after he woke up at the Doc's place 😭

What have I done 😭. Omg I'm sorry Johnny 😭. I wouldn't have done that if it was Johnny 😭

I would have been gentler, kinder, and more encouraging 😭. I would also have made warm soup 😭. And I wouldn't have said "shut your mouth and eat your tube taco. I paid 1 eddie for it" 😭

Help me I'm dying

My brain just shortcircuited

[kingkatsuki]

This was the fucking cutest fic I swear to god, the way he smiled at us from the stage and sought us out in the crowd had my heart aching for him— and god Everywhere would sound so frigging good with a metal twist I can just imagine Eddie perfecting the right tempo and sound of it with like a rasp to his voice.

And then after he was so adorable and like insecure about it because I can imagine how many times he practised it to be perfect for us?

“I know!” He said, putting a hand up to his forehead. “Was I horrible?”

This little bit was so cute he just wants reassurance ahhh🥺😭

Eddie jerked back and shot you an offended look. “You cannot be spreading lies about me like that. I have a reputation as the town freak to uphold you know.”

And omg I loved this little bit too. His banter with reader was just adorable and I loved the dynamic. I find it really difficult to find Eddie fics where I actually like the way reader is written but I love them in this one, like every little bit of insecurities, that we wouldn’t be enough I felt it😭 and just knowing Eddie basically feels the same with us and that he’s just doing his best to reassure us and tell us that he loves us? Ugh.

This was so so good!!!💕

Firsts: Jealousy & Gigs

AO3 link || Part 5 of 12 (each chapter is a standalone)

<< First Song || The First Time >>

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Female Henderson!Reader

wc: 9.2K (I-...I don't know how this happened tbh. I'm not even sorry.)

warnings: insecurity, jealousy, some implied sexual content in this one kids, because lol it’s Eddie so when is it ever not? TW: negative language in reference to a woman, it's only one line and we move on quickly.

Lengthy A/N at the end*

November 1987

Your entire body felt like it was on fire as Eddie’s hand slipped under your shirt. He pulled you closer to him, his teeth nipping your skin at edge of your t-shirt. You bit back a groan and tightened your hold on him, his cotton t-shirt scrunching into your grip.

“When you invited me to watch you practice, oh,” you sounded breathless, your voice getting high pitched as his hand inched its way to your chest. “I didn’t know it was code for making out in Gareth’s garage.”

“It wasn’t,” he said between sloppy kisses, “I do have rehearsal.”

“Then why am I here?”

You watched the curve of his smile tilt up higher. “Because I know it turns you on to watch me play,” he said into your ear, huffing a laugh when he noticed your shiver.

“Well, that’s just cruel then,” you teased back, leaning away in his lap.

“Feel free to get back at me.” Eddie’s eyebrows waggled at you, his eyes lighting up. You smiled, happy to see some of his recent stress dissipate. Reaching out to touch his hair, you watched him start to talk about the upcoming gig.

You’d been to many of them over the last year. At this point, you were practically an expert in helping the guys load their equipment into Eddie’s van. They had steadily been gaining a following, you were quick to remind everyone it was because they’d grown popular on your campus, and were starting to play at bars where you needed to purchase tickets. They were finally being paid – which was huge for them. They weren’t selling out, yet, but the crowds were a decent size. It was exciting that there was even anything considering a crowd at all. However, because of midterms, you hadn’t been able to go to any of the bigger gigs yet.

Eddie was talking about the stage at this bar, a first for them, and how the speakers were some of the newer technologies they’d worked with. His eyes lit up as he spoke, his brows disappearing into his hair and his tone was passionate. You loved watching him talk about his music, he looked so enthusiastic and excited. “We’re switching up the set this time,” he said, the hand on your back drawing small circles into your skin. “Jeff wants to make sure we’ve got it down before Friday.”

“I’m sure you’ll get it right,” you said, meaning it. At his answering smile, you couldn’t help but lean down to bite softly at his neck -- loving the goosebumps that you left in your wake.

“Aw, Eddie, come on,” Jeff groaned, walking up to the garage. “I just ate guys.”

You grinned, winking at him and feeling Eddie’s palm keeping you in his lap. “Hi guys,” you said, waving to the rest of the band.

“Henderson,” Gareth greeted, bumping your fist as he made his way to the drums.

“Wait, I thought you were inside?” You said, looking around.

“He went to pick up Jeff and Liam,” Eddie said, his hands inching their way down your waist. You smacked his hand and he groaned. “You guys have impeccable timing.”

Jeff snorted, setting up his guitar and mic stand. “You would think that after two years you’d both be a little more subtle.”

Eddie’s mouth curved upwards, pride flashing across his eyes, and his expression turned mischievous. “You would think so,” Eddie said, eyes turning towards you. He leaned in, smile twisting, “yet I still find myself always ravenous. Your spell is still intact, princess.”

You bit back a laugh and squeezed his shoulders underneath your hands. “Should you, you know?” You asked, smacking another one of his wandering hands.

“Continue to feel up my girlfriend?” He asked, eyes hopeful.

You sighed. “Go set up Munson,” you said, climbing off him and settling onto the sofa comfortably.

Eddie pouted but at your narrowed eyed look, joined the guys in setting up. You pulled out your notebook and hummed along to the first cover they started to play. Tapping your pen along to the beat, you found your eyes darting over to Eddie. He hadn’t been entirely wrong when he said you loved watching him play.

He always did background vocals and lead guitar but there was something about the way he played that made you want to pull him into a dark corner. It didn’t help that usually they were all keyed up after a performance, energy bouncing off the walls, and Eddie was always more than happy to disappear off with you.

Your eyes made their way back to him and you smiled when you saw him already looking. He winked, a stupid smug look in his eyes and you pointedly returned your focus to your notebook.

After a few songs, the guys took a break. You watched Gareth pull Eddie aside, ducking his head close and quietly talking about something.

Closing your book, you raised a brow when Eddie sauntered over to you. “Princess, love of my life, owner of my heart,” he said, bowing, and dropping into the empty seat to your left.

“Munson,” you said, suspicious, dropping your legs into his lap. His hand automatically reached out for you, his hands running up your calves.

“So, we need you to go,” he said.

“What?” You blinked, not expecting that.

Eddie winced. “We need to practice in private, you know, band stuff.”

“And the open-aired garage is private?” You asked, glancing back to Gareth – who was pointedly not looking at you.

“We need to practice a new song,” he said, looking pleased at his own excuse.

 “I’ve heard all your new songs,” you reminded him. He’d asked you to look over them the second he’d finished writing them.

“It’s a cover,” Jeff interjected.

“Then I’ve probably heard it too.”

“Princess,” Eddie sighed, “just do me a solid and go please?”

“You made me drive all the way over to this side of town to sit through your rehearsal. Now, about five songs in, you want me to scram?”

Eddie avoided your stare and sighed. “Please?”

You knew Eddie like the back of your hand and something was off. It couldn’t be anything too serious, so you wouldn’t push. That did not mean you were going to let him off easily.

“It’ll cost you,” you said crossing your arms.

His eyes flashed, interested, and he nodded. “Name your price.” You knew his mind was going into the metaphorical dark corner by the way his eyes strayed down to your cleavage but you had something else in mind.

“Halloween party at Harrington’s.”

Eddie dropped his head back and groaned loudly. Gareth raised his brows. “Ballsy Henderson.”

“It’s why he likes me,” you said, reaching across the table and kissing him soundly. You leaned into ear. “If you go with me, in costumes, I promise to finish what we started almost three years ago under those bleachers.”

Eddie’s expression turned heated and you watched the beam of his smile. He licked his bottom lip and you waited as he contemplated it. “As if I could say no to you, warrior princess,” he said, sighing.

“You love it,” you answered, kissing him again. Eddie wrapped his arm around your neck, keeping you place. Letting yourself have the moment, you leaned into his touch. Biting lightly down on his lip, he stiffened before almost bending you over onto the table in retaliation.

“For the love of – keep in your pants guys!” Jeff said, a crumpled piece of paper bouncing off your leg. You stepped back, catching your breath, laughing at Gareth and Liam’s wrinkled noses and waved.

“Alright, alright, I’m off!” You turned to Eddie. “I love you, see you later?” You’d never get tired of seeing Eddie’s eyes light up. His entire face brightened, as if he couldn’t help it, and he beamed.

Eddie surged forward, kissing your cheek. “I love you too,” he said, squeezing your hand. “I’ll pick you up for dinner?”

“Sure,” you said, walking out the garage and out to your car. You tried to stall, wanting to see what they were up to. When Gareth came out to glare at you, you laughed, flipping him off and starting towards your house.  

///////

“Have I mentioned how I excited I am?” You said, bouncing in your seat – partly from excitement and partly due to the fact that it was the end of fall and you were definitely not dressed appropriately. You’d ransacked Robin’s closet and in combination with your own wardrobe, you’d come up with what you had both deemed as an appropriate rocker outfit for the night.

You still weren’t too sure about it, but by the way Eddie’s eyes had lit up when he picked you up, you knew it had been a success. Despite your new boots, or your new jewelry, Eddie’s attention had predictably gone to your short skirt.

Eddie laughed, warming you further. “You have, princess. Have I mentioned how much I like what you’re wearing?” His hand came down to your bare thigh and you smacked it away before it could climb up higher. Grumbling, he shook his adorned hand like the drama queen he was.

“There are children present,” you said warningly, eyes going to the rest of the band riding in the back.

“We’re used to it!” Gareth laughed. “I think Eddie only has two brain cells, one for music and one for you.”

“That’s not assuring!” You called back. “You’re more than just a pretty face, sweetheart.”

Eddie snorted at your tone and you grinned. “You fell for my looks, don’t deny it.”

“Who’s denying?” You laughed when he shot you a look. “Hey, but seriously, I’m sorry this is the first one I’ve come to.”

“And I’ve told you, I understand. I saw your midterm review, it scared even me,” he said, glancing at you. “The guys are kind of pissed though.”

“Sorry guys!” You called out.

“We’re still mad!” Jeff said, pretending to turn away from you. You grinned and turned back to the front.

“So, when can I see your set list?” You asked, used to being the one who helped organize their set and paperwork for gigs. At the answering silence, you frowned. “Okay, that wasn’t suspicious at all.”

“I’ve got it Henderson,” Liam said, his head popping out between you and Eddie. “Don’t worry, we want you to enjoy your first real show.”

Eddie nodded - his excited energy contagious. “I want you to sit back and watch for once, enjoy the show. Your boyfriend’s an actual musician now,” he said, pride seeping into the words.

“You were always a musician,” you said, smiling when he shot you a grateful look.

“Well, I’m a paid one now,” he said, laughing when the guys cheered from the back.

“Yeah, it’s also kind of messed up to make your girlfriend work during a gig anyway,” Jeff added, snorting when Eddie shot him a death glare.

“I offered,” you reminded him, squeezing his knee.

He huffed, turning into the back alley of the place and parking the van.

“I’ll go make sure they’re ready so we can unpack,” you said, unbuckling your seatbelt. The guys all hopped out the back, talking about possibly switching to a different key and how much they were being paid. You moved to follow them when Eddie’s hand stopped you.

“No good luck kiss?” He asked.

You smirked. “Aren’t those given right before you perform?”

“Apologies your highness, I wasn’t aware there were formalities to follow,” he bowed his head, eyes twinkling.

With a big dramatic sigh, you leaned down and kissed him. His tongue came out to lick your bottom lip and you resisted the urge to nip at him. “You’re going to be late,” you warned him, kissing the base of his neck.

“I can live with that,” he mumbled, hand sliding up your skirt.

“You guys! Seriously!?” Liam exclaimed.

Eddie grumbled and you laughed. “We’re coming!” You glanced down at Eddie and immediately went to wipe your lipstick stain off his lips. He licked your index finger, eyes flashing and you shook your head. “You’re going to get us in trouble.”

“Since when did you get scared off by a little trouble?” He teased.

“Gareth is scary when he’s mad,” you whispered, smiling and reaching to wipe the mark on his neck. Eddie leaned away from your hand and you pointed to the faintly visible red smudge. “You’ve got some on your neck.”

“Leave it,” he said, eyes darkening. “I want it on me when I’m up there.”

You felt a current light up the air between you and you closed your eyes. “Eddie Munson.”

“Yes, beloved?”

“Behave.”

“Where’s the fun in that?” He smirked, smacking your ass before hopping out the car. You inhaled deeply and shook your head. He was going to be the death of you one day.

///////

“Henderson!”

You whirled towards the voice and smiled when you saw a waving Angelina. “Here she is!” Sienna said, hugging you when you sat down.

“I’m so glad you guys could come! They’re a little nervous,” you said, glancing around in awe at the crowded bar.

“I’m glad we made it! Carlos and Farrah said they were coming by later. They went to the first two at the other bar and said that it was great! I was worried we wouldn’t get tickets,” Angelina said, leaning into Sienna’s touch. “The guy at the front said they were full tonight.”

Holy shit.

“I’m so excited for them,” you said, giddy. “This attention happened so fast and I haven’t been able to come to one so it’s new for me! I’m usually watching from a nearly empty bar or from a booth.” You watched as a group of girls pushed their way to the front of the stage, their fluffed hair trembling as they jumped in excitement. The guys had ushered you out, knowing that your friends were going to be saving you a seat.

“You haven’t been to one recently?” Sienna asked, leaning in to hear you over the noise.

“She’s been stuck in Hanson’s midterms,” Angelina explained, having been there to help you cram as much as you could this past week.

Sienna winced. “His exams are brutal,” she said, smiling in sympathy, “but you made it! That deserves a round of drinks!”

You were about to tell her not to bother but Eddie’s words rang through your head.

I want you to sit back and watch for once, enjoy the show. Your boyfriend’s an actual musician now.

“Yeah, fuck it, why not? Shots!” You exclaimed.

Angelina’s brows raised but her smile was teasing. “Oh no, party Henderson has entered the bar.”

“Damn right!” Sienna cheered. “First round is on me!”

You watched as Angelina kissed Sienna before she disappeared towards the bar in the back.

“So,” you said, nudging her, “how’s the first month been?”

“Amazing,” Angelina said, head dropping into her hands. “I hate that I’m sort of waiting for the other shoe to drop but it’s been so, so great.”

You laughed at your friend, her smile and wide gaze on her girlfriend. “It’s the honeymoon period, there’s no other shoe to drop now! Just enjoy it.”

Angelina laughed. “That’s easy for you to say, it’s been years and you’re both still in the honeymoon phase?”

You sputtered, not expecting her teasing. “I-well, no,” you coughed, “our anniversary was two months ago.”

Angelina rolled her eyes and snorted. “Oh, right, sorry for the inaccuracy. It’s not at all like he looks at you like you hung the moon.”

Your skin felt warm and you tried not to pick at your nails, knowing Angelina would just tease you further.

“She looks at you like that too you know,” you said, bumping her shoulder softly. Angelina glanced back at the bar where Sienna was making her way back carefully.

“I’m just worried I’m not enough; you know?” Angelina sighed. “She’s pre-law and is doing all this exciting stuff. What if I’m too boring?”

Your heart went out to her. Angelina had liked Sienna for a while – since freshman year – and you knew that her introversion was a sore spot for her; at least when in comparison to Sienna’s outgoing personality.

“You’re not boring,” you insisted, “being an introvert and being boring are two different things. I’m an introvert!”

Angelina shot you a look and you smacked her shoulder. “I’m kidding!” She huffed. “You’re the cool girl with her cool metalhead boyfriend. How are you boring?”

You rolled your eyes. “No pity parties tonight! You’re amazing and if she doesn’t see that then you deserve better. Even though, I know for a fact that you could turn into a hermit and she’d still like you.”

“Thanks,” she said, bumping your shoulder with her own, leaning her head onto it.

“Jeez, the guy wasn’t joking – almost everyone from school is here,” Sienna said, huffing as she sat back down. “What are you guys talking about?”

“Nothing,” Angelina said quickly, shooting you a look, hand reaching for the clear liquid. “Let’s toast – to Corroded Coffin!”

“To kicking midterms week’s ass!” Sienna shouted.

You laughed, throwing the burning liquid down and slamming into the wooden table. You winced as it went down, anything but smooth, and watched as the lights dimmed throughout the bar. The stage lights lit up and your boys started with their popular opening cover.

Back in black

I hit the sack

I've been too long, I'm glad to be back

Sienna grinned, standing up in her chair, waving her hands in the air. A few other followed her lead, screaming along with the lyrics. You were awed, is this what you had missed? People singing along with them? Holy shit, this was amazing!

They played an original song next, most of the girls at the front singing along with the lyrics and you felt your eyes water.

“Are you okay?” Angelina asked, having to all but shout near your ear. You nodded, feeling silly, and fanned your face.

“This is what they wanted, what they were chasing, you know?” You said. You knew it wasn’t a large crowd, it wasn’t an official venue, it wasn’t even hundreds of dollars that they were getting paid but – people knew their original songs. People had paid to get in and listen. There were couples and girls and people dancing along to their performance. “They deserve it.”

“It’ll get bigger from here,” Angelina said, teasing. “I’ll need to start bringing tissues with me.”

You rolled your eyes and shoved her. You heard the familiar notes of KISS come through the speakers and watched Eddie flip his hair back, the faintest red lip stain still visible on his neck. You grinned.

Tonight, I want to give it all to you

In the darkness, there's so much I want to do

He’d started playing the cover at the beginning and everyone said it was good luck. You, however, knew he was just being a sap. Still, you climbed onto your chair alongside Sienna and watched as you caught his eye. Grinning, he harmonized into the mic, winking when it was his turn for the guitar solo.  

“We’re only a few minutes late and Henderson and Jones are already drunk and on chairs?” A voice called out.

You glanced down to see a smiling Farrah, one of your classmates, and her boyfriend Carlos. “They sound amazing!” She shouted over the music.

“I love this song!�� Sienna said, wiggling too much for the precarious balance you knew she had. Angelina reached out to steady the chair, her other hand on yours.

You cheered as the song ended, collapsing back into your chair, a little out of breath.

“Someone’s excited,” Carlos said, giving you a half-hug hello.

“Someone’s looking amazing,” Farrah interjected, eyeing your skirt, “like they’re going to get laid.”

Feeling your skin heat up, you glared at her and Angelina laughed. “Oh please, save it for people who don’t know you two.”

“Seriously, you look so cute!” Farrah said. “Where’d you get those shoes?”

“With Robin at the mall earlier today,” you lifted a leg out from under the table and grinned. “They cost a little too much but hey, every once in a while, is okay right?”

Carlos snorted. “You’re talking to the wrong person.”

Farrah rolled her eyes. “I needed those earrings babe!”

You laughed, remembering Farrah’s affinity for jewelry. They both started to bicker while you tried to hail a waitress. “Anyone want some food to soak up the vodka?”

“Ugh, please,” Sienna groaned, rattling off a few appetizers. You went to the bar for another round of drinks and avoided wandering hands expertly.

You couldn’t help but be in awe at the fact that they were playing at a place that needed security! A few months ago, you’d been trying to get them a reoccurring slot on Thursdays for free. You had been their security, always shutting down any hecklers.

Laughing with your friends, singing along to the music, and a lot more rounds later, you felt the energy surge again. Checking the time, you were amazed to realize it’d been a few hours.

“Hey everyone,” Eddie’s voice echoed in the bar. Sienna and Angelina whistled loudly, piercing through the cheering. Carlos and Farrah joined them, cheering and jumping up and down. Eddie managed to flick his eyes towards your rambunctious table and grinned. “I hope you don’t mind me taking the lead on this one.”

The crowd cheered louder and you shook your head, smiling. What was he doing? Eddie never sang lead.

“We’ve never covered this song before and it’s a little out of our range but, it reminds me of my favorite person. So, this one’s for her,” he said, stepping back and adjusting the strap on his guitar.

“Oooh,” your friends teased, bumping your shoulder and elbowing your sides. You rolled your eyes and smacked their hands away. Eddie smiled in your direction, his grin blinding. You felt a few eyes whirl around to stare at your table but you barely noticed.

“One, two, three,” Gareth said and with the first notes, you felt your heart leap out of your chest.

He wouldn’t – he wouldn’t have.

“Can you hear me calling, out your name?” he sang, closing his eyes, bopping his head to the beat. “You know that I'm falling, and I don't know what to say.”

“Son of a bitch,” you mumbled, fighting the urge to swoon.

“Isn’t this your song?” Angelina asked, laughing when Sienna starting drunkenly singing loudly along.

It was. The beat was a little faster, his voice giving it an edge, but that was it. That’s what he wanted to practice on without you yesterday you realized. The stupid butterflies in your stomach fluttered around like they were on a rollercoaster. 

“Oh, I,” Eddie opened his eyes as he dragged out the word, his gaze in your direction. “I want to be with you everywhere.”

“Yeah,” you breathed, you couldn’t move your eyes off of him. “It is.”

Eddie winked, the smooth bastard knew what he was doing to you, coming back up to the mic. “Something's happening, happening to me. My friends say I'm acting peculiarly.” He grinned, almost as if unable to stop himself. Your hand went up to your heart and you felt like you could explode with love for him. He pointed at you, his guitar slipping. “You better make it soon, before you break my heart.”

“Holy shit,” Sienna said, shaking her head, “Munson’s got game.”

You grinned, shaking your head. Standing, you balanced yourself on the table and watched him lose himself in the song. He looked at home up there, as the lead singer. His voice wasn’t as big or flashy as Jeff’s but it was beautiful. He took a step back to focus on his guitar, his eyes coming up to you again. You didn’t know if he could see you clearly from this far away but, you felt the room around you disappear and your heart was dancing along to the beat.

“I wanna be with you everywhere.”

As the song finished and Gareth started the new chorus to the song they always saved for last, you watched Eddie return to his original spot.

“Well, if you don’t marry him I will,” Angelina said, shrugging, “because even I can admit that was cute as hell.”

“You never sing me anything,” Farrah said, turning to Carlos who was clapping. He laughed, tugging her into his arms and eyed you all.

“Baby, if I sung, you’d leave me so quick I wouldn’t have time to be heartbroken,” he joked.

You all laughed. “That’s true,” Farrah said, sipping on her beer.

As the last song ended, the whole room seemed to erupt into cheers. You clapped and watched them wave a bit before disappearing out through the side door. The decent sized crowd by the stage dispersed, people spreading out in every direction. You stood, waiting for one of them to come through the door.

“Hey,” the familiar security guy from earlier called out to you, scaring you a little.

“Hi?” You said, unsure, glancing at the door for Eddie.

“Sorry,” he smiled at you. “Tell your boys that we can help them pack up in an hour, they’re the van parked around back, right?”

“Yes,” you straightened, thinking of how much easier that would be, “that would be amazing, thank you!”

“No problem, they sounded great. You didn’t hear this from me but, I’m pretty sure they can become regulars here if they gain enough momentum,” he leaned in, “in a few weeks, renegotiate the pay and call the manager’s bluff. I can tell he liked them too.”

You reached out to bump his fist. “Thanks man, I appreciate it.”

“Sure. I’ll come find you backstage in a few, okay?”

Wild hair caught your eye and you smiled when you realized Eddie had come out with Gareth. They were speaking to a group of girls, all of them dressed in leather jackets and ripped jeans. Two of them waved, and you watched him as Eddie grinned, a silly, wide grin that you wanted to memorize and carry with you everywhere. You went to walk towards him when you saw the last girl lean in and put her hand on his forearm.

Frozen, you watched him throw his head back and laugh. A genuine, silly, stomach fluttering laugh. A weird, sharp feeling sucker punched you in the chest and you suddenly wanted to pull her by her perfectly permed hair.

“Whoa, who the fuck is that?” Angelina said, coming up next to you, a new beer in her hand.

“I don’t know,” you mumbled, feeling your shoulders tense.

“Hey, wait, no,” she huffed, “that’s probably just some fan. A few of them hung around them at the last show I went to also.”

What? You both watched as she ripped a pink flyer off the wall and jotted down something before handing it to him.

“Or some skank who doesn’t realize he’s not interested,” Angelina scowled.

“Did he just take the paper?” You asked Angelina, hand squeezing her wrist. She winced but you barely noticed.

“Um, I can’t see from here,” she said, tone uncertain. “It doesn’t matter, she’s not the one he dedicated a song to. You are. You can’t possibly believe he’d care for a second.”

“Right,” you said faintly. An ugly, new, feeling reared its ugly head and you suddenly felt unsure.

“Hey, you’re his girlfriend and I doubt he knows other women exist,” Angelina said. “Look, he looks like he’s searching for you. Don’t let some random girl intimidate you. Go, go!”

With a push, you stumbled over to Eddie, eyes watching the girl saunter off as you got closer. Her hips swung and even you couldn’t take your eyes off her retreating figure. You whirled around to look at Eddie but he was focused on talking to Gareth. By the time you squeezed between the last table, he was standing there alone.

“Hey!” He beamed and you felt horrible for making this about you. How ego-centric could you be?

“Hey!” You forced yourself to smile and wrapped your arms around his waist. “That was amazing Eddie, you all sounded the best I’ve ever heard you!”

“Thank you, thank you,” he bowed dramatically and you felt the smallest bit of tension bleed out. “Did you like it?”

“The set? Of course!”

He rolled his eyes. “The song, our song. I had to alter it a bit to fit our style a little but…”

“It was perfect,” you said, shooting him a genuine smile. “I can’t believe you actually sang in front of so many people.”

“I know!” He said, putting a hand up to his forehead. “Was I horrible?”

“What?” You shouted, smacking his shoulder. “You were great! It was sweet. I’ve always told you that you sing well. You always pretend to be shy about it. No, of course not, I’m just a guitarist.”

“I don’t sound like that,” he said dryly, amusement simmering under the surface.

“I’m an amazing impressionist.”

“Sure, you are princess.”

You laughed, not able to keep up the pretense. “Where’s everyone else?”

“They’re saying hi to their friends that came out, which reminds me, was that Sienna I heard screaming?” He asked, looking over your shoulder.

“Yeah, come on, they wanted to say hi,” you said leading him back to your table.

They all accosted him the second you got close enough. You smiled at his pleased expression and watched him talk animatedly with the group. As you sat by him, your eyes drifted over to Angelina and startled when you saw her already staring back at you.

She shot you a knowing look and the sharp feeling in your stomach crawled back up your chest.

You glanced at his hands, neither hand carrying the slip of pink paper. Frowning, you barely felt the arm he tossed around your shoulders. Had he slipped it into his pocket? Had he thrown it out? Was it weird to ask? Ugh. You were happy, and so proud that his band was gaining the well-deserved attention but – you’d completely disregarded the fact that a lot of that attention would be female.

You trusted Eddie - with your life. You knew without a shred of a doubt that he’d never do anything to hurt you – not willingly. But… this was the first time you’d felt the furious stab of jealousy. He was clearly not single but you knew that wouldn’t stop other girls from staring or, clearly, offering their numbers.

Feeling unsteady and unsure you turned your head when Eddie ducked for a kiss. He frowned lightly, his eyes searching yours. Avoiding his look, you stepped out of his arms and pointed to the bathroom. He nodded and you felt his eyes on you as you made your way to the other side of the bar. Once inside a stall, you leaned against the door and rubbed a hand down your face.

You were being stupid. Eddie knew you weren’t like those girls – not cool like them. You didn’t smoke, you rarely took a drag from his joints, and you definitely didn’t own a leather jacket – not unless his counted. You glanced down at the outfit you’d been proud of earlier in the night and sighed. Did it look like you were trying too hard? Robin said that the skirt and silver chains looked pretty – sexy even. But…did it compare to the authenticity of the girls in the crowd?

Who cared anyways, you scowled at yourself.

Clearly you do, the voice inside your head whispered.

“Holy shit, they’re good,” a high-pitched voice said by the sinks. You smiled to yourself. Hell yeah they were!

“The drummer is cute,” a second voice said, “I gave him my number.”

You grinned. Imagining Gareth fist pumping at the fact.

“Forget the drummer, did you see the guitarist?”

“Yeah, he’s fucking hot,” the first girl agreed, “did you see that girl he sang to?”

“I thought it was cute!”

“Whatever, I hope she enjoyed her fifteen minutes of fame – there’s no way someone like him is staying with someone like her.”

You felt your hands clench into fists. Who the fuck did this girl think she was? Ready to kick the door down and throw hands, you froze when you heard their laughter.

“I mean, did you see what she was wearing?” They giggled and your bravado flushed itself down the toilet.

Fuck this. You weren’t afraid of bullies in high school and you’d be damned if you’d let yourself be intimidated now. You slammed the door open, relishing in their shocked expressions and bared your teeth in a semblance of a smile. “Glad you enjoyed the show girls,” you said, eyeing their leather jackets and studded belts. “Your mascara is running.”

The first girl huffed, whirling around in a flurry of limbs, rushing out the door. The second girl winced, looking mildly apologetic before rushing after her friend.

The second you were alone, you wilted. You glanced at your reflection, wincing at your stupid outfit now. Who were you trying to kid? Washing your hands, a little more aggressively than needed, you pointed at yourself in the mirror.

“Get it together Henderson,” you hissed.

///////

You did not get it together.

“Thank you so much for your help,” you said to Jake, the security guy from earlier, and waved as Eddie drove off.

“See you guys’ next week!”

“See you!” Gareth called out. Eddie waved, honking once before driving back down the street you’d arrived on.

“Well, that was a success,” Liam said, “I can’t believe we can play the next two weeks. We got paid guys, holy shit, we got paid!”

You smiled, trying to stay present in their celebration but slowly retreating into your mind. Soon, you were watching everyone stumble out the van at Gareth’s house.

“My feelings are hurt at the lack of invitation,” Eddie called out from his open window.

Gareth flipped him off, not looking back. Jeff rolled his eyes and pointed to the van. “At least wait until you’re home before jumping each other you animals.”

“We all feel like we’re ready to vibrate out our skin,” Liam said, shaking his arms out. The guys always said that performing was a rush and coming down from it was always a trip. They usually crashed at Gareth’s after a gig. “We especially know how Eddie likes to channel that energy.”

Jeff pretended to gag and Eddie flipped them the bird. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll see you guys tomorrow!”

“Goodnight Hawkins!” Gareth shouted, holding up horns to his head. Liam and Jeff shoved each other; their jabs audible from down the street.

“His mom is going to kick his ass if the neighbors complain,” Eddie laughed.

You smiled and instantly knew by his look that he hadn’t bought it. You knew that he was driving back to his trailer, Wayne at the graveyard shift downtown.

“Did you see what she was wearing?”

Their laughing echoed in your head and you wanted to scream at the fact that you let it get under your skin.

“I’m just worried I’m not enough; you know?” Angelina sighed. “She’s pre-law and is doing all this exciting stuff. What if I’m too boring?”

Angelina’s voice joined their laughter and you winced. You didn’t think you’d be able to make it through the entire night pretending you were fine. You needed to process this new, ugly, feeling that felt like it was poisoning you from the inside.

“Henderson?”

“What?” You said, snapping your gaze up to him. You’d stopped at a red light a few blocks down.

“I said, did you have fun?” He asked softly, his eyes worried.

“I did, you guys were amazing,” you said, sounding like a broken record. Regardless of how you felt, that was true. They were good performers, amazing ones. This could be their shot and you didn’t want to ruin the night with your inner petty turmoil.

“Are you sure-”

“Can you take me home?” You asked him. You needed to process this new feeling in your own space. You felt like you couldn’t breathe in this van – you wanted to rip these stupid clothes off your body.

“I am going home,” he frowned, glancing at you.

“My home, please,” you said, clearing your throat.

Eddie turned to look at you and then seemed to realize he was driving.

“Was it the song? The attention?” He asked quietly.

“No, it wasn’t that at all, I swear,” you said, you felt horrible that he sounded so unsure but you didn’t know how to explain what you were feeling. That stupid pink slip was haunting you – your stupid clothes felt like a huge poser sign. If you admitted to it, you’d sound crazy.

Your house was much closer to Gareth’s and with the empty streets, you got there before you could blurt it out. He parked the van but before he could speak, you hopped out. The cold night air was sharp and burned as you gulped it down greedily. You only managed to get two steps towards your driveway before you felt his hand on your wrist.

“Sweetheart,” he said, softer this time, his eyes betraying his confusion. “Please, tell me what’s wrong.” He stepped into your arms, wrapping his own around you. He trailed a hand down your back and you heard him start to hum a familiar tune.

Oh, I want to be with you everywhere.

Standing in your front yard, in Eddie’s arms, a stupid amount of insecurity crumbled your last standing defense. You softened, your shoulders dropping and Eddie made a happy noise at the loss of tension. To your horror, you felt pressure build behind your eyes.  

“I-I, it’s embarrassing,” you said. It was mortifying. How would you even explain it?

“Princess, you’ve seen me at what I’m sure are most of my low moments. Like, embarrassingly low to be in front of your girlfriend low.”

“It’s stupid!” Because God, it was so stupid. Who cared what those bitches thought?

“It’s probably not,” he urged.

You sighed, burrowing your face into his neck. “I was jealous.”

“What?” He leaned back a little. “Use your outside voice Henderson.”

“I was jealous.”

“That I was on stage?” He asked, looking incredulous. “You don’t play an instrument and no offense, I’m pretty sure you’re tone deaf.”

You laughed, the sound echoing in the night air and you realized how truly stupid you’d been. Eddie knew what you looked like, he knew what your interests were, shit – he’d always proven that he liked you because of that. He never failed to volunteer to sit and watch you study – Eddie, the one person who you knew hated sitting still for hours, much less in a library.

“Of the girl, Edward.”

Eddie wrinkled his nose at the use of his full name. “Which girl?”

“The one who was in that tiny top, leather jacket, stupidly beautiful, and long blonde hair?”

“Why?” He said, looking genuinely confused.

“Because she was hitting on you! She couldn’t take her goddamn eyes off of you and I was fine until she went up to you afterwards – she trailed her stupid hand down your arm and you laughed that stupidly sexy laugh and she noticed. I think I blacked out after that.”

Your confession hung in the air for a moment, Eddie blinking at you. Slowly, you watched the puzzle pieces come together for him. Realization dawned and he nodded. “Okay, that is stupid.”

“Eddie!”

“What?” He laughed, pulling you into his arms. “I didn’t even notice her until she came up to talk to us.”

“I saw her give you her number,” you mumbled, crossing your arms like an immature toddler. “You made her laugh.”

“Sweetheart, I make a lot of people laugh, mostly you,” he kissed your temple and shook his head. “Gareth took her number before I could toss it out. I don’t ever keep them – for what?”

“I know,” you said, and you did…now. “This was just…weird for me. I’ve seen girls notice you, obviously, but when she wrote her number down so confidently – I don’t know.”

Eddie shook his head. “I didn’t even look at it, princess. I love you, you know that right?”

“I do, I swear I do,” you said, not knowing how to word it, “I just spiraled a little too hard. When I went to the bathroom two girls in there were talking about what I was wearing and it got to me. I felt like I was back in high school and fucking Carol and Tommy were giving Steve shit for hanging out with me. Then the blonde looked so effortlessly cool like she’d just tossed it on. While I’d spent all day finding the perfect things with Robin. Then I realized that she looked more like someone you’d have things in common with and I don’t know! I felt so small.”

“Shit, princess, why didn’t you tell me? I thought you were mad at me,” he sighed. “You looked so miserable. If I knew – I would’ve reminded you!”

“Reminded me of what?”

“That I really, really don’t give a fuck about other girls,” he said, his eyes wide and sincere. “You’re like the sun and it’s an active choice to revolve around you.”

“Shut up,” you groaned, hiding your face in your hands.

“I’m serious!”

“When are you ever serious?” You huffed, peeking out from behind a finger.

Eddie smiled, shaking his head. “I can be serious sometimes, you know,” he pulled one of your hands down. “I, for one, think you look hot in this outfit. Okay? So, fuck those girls.”

Laughing quietly, you took a few steadying breaths as you leaned into him.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered.

“Don’t ever be sorry about feeling bad because people are rude,” he said, “you’re human – as much as I forget too, and it’s just shitty people being shitty.”

“I know, but I let it get to me,” you sighed.

After a beat, you heard him speak up again. “You do realize, Henderson, that men hit on you – in front of me – way more often?”

Sputtering, you leaned away from him. “What! Name one time-”

“-the usher at the movie theater-”

“-other than Carl!”

Eddie held out his hand and ticked his fingers. “The teacher’s assistant in your economics class, Keith, the rookie at your new job, Robin’s cousin that came to visit, my neighbor’s little brother-”

“Okay, okay! I get your point,” you exclaimed, “but I don’t ever notice!” As the words left your mouth, you winced.

Avoiding his triumphant stare, you went willingly to him as Eddie took your hands in his. He ducked his head to catch your gaze and smiled softly when you finally did. “Seriously,” he started, “I think is unhealthy how much brain capacity you take up there. I’m pretty sure it’s why I couldn’t seem to graduate.”

“Don’t blame me for that,” you muttered, fighting a smile.

“I would never look at anyone else when I’ve got you,” the knot in your stomach unraveled completely at the genuine look in his eyes. “I will always want to be by your side, for as long as you’ll let me. Okay? And if you ever forget for a second, I am happy to remind you.”

“I know, I know,” you dropped your forehead onto his shoulder, “I’m sorry for being a bitch. I ruined the whole night and it was going so nice-”

“You didn’t ruin anything,” he said sternly, so out of character for him that your voice trailed off. “Princess, you make any room a thousand times better by just being in it.”

“You’re just saying that,” you laughed lightly, pressing an apologetic kiss to his jaw. “I promise to work on not to be so insecure.”

“I told you, it’s not easy for me either sometimes but, we’ve got each other - right? You remind me all the time to talk about it, it’s your turn.”

Nodding, you squeezed his hands. 

“Alright enough with this serious talk, come on you owe me,” he said, opening the car door and turning the radio on. He dug through a few cassettes and you watched him push one in. He raised the volume enough so that you could both hear from your driveway and you grinned.

“You don’t have to-”

“Ah, ah,” he said, putting up a hand. “You owe me.”

You grinned and reached for him. “Alright,” you said, letting him twirl you a little.

Can you hear me calling

Out your name?

You know that I'm falling

And I don't know what to say

Eddie brought his mouth down to your ear as you swayed together for a little. “I wanna be with you everywhere,” he sang quietly, kissing your temple.

“You know,” you said, “people never believe me when I tell them you’re romantic.”

Eddie jerked back and shot you an offended look. “You cannot be spreading lies about me like that. I have a reputation as the town freak to uphold you know.”

“Well, they’re not going to believe you now,” you said and rolled your eyes. “I hate when you call yourself that.”

“I know,” Eddie grinned, “I love that you call me out on it every time. Now stop interrupting my amazing dancing skills.”

“Yeah okay – oh my god!” You squealed as he dipped you dramatically and deeply. Clinging onto his arm, you both laughed as he brought you back up on your two feet.

“Don’t forget,” he said, leaning his forehead against yours. “I’m yours.”

“And I’m yours,” you smiled, feeling warm all over and not wanting this to end. “So, how about we go back home?”

“You are home,” Eddie smiled, shimmying his shoulders ridiculously, “or did my mad skills make you momentarily forget?”

“I meant your home,” you said, kissing him lightly, “where we can be alone.”

Eddie’s eyebrows disappeared into his hair. “What my princess wants, she gets,” he said, kissing you soundly one last time before leading you eagerly back to the van.

“Wait, my bag, Eddie!” You laughed as he threw you over his shoulder. “Oh my God, Eddie my neighbors are going to see!”

“Good,” he smacked your butt and you laughed louder.

“Eddie!”

“Henderson!” He placed you gently into the passenger seat and kissed the back of your hand. “Your carriage, your highness.”

You smiled, completely and utterly enamored with this nerd. He closed the door, ran back for your bag and hopped into the driver’s seat.

“Now, I know you have the hots for me and want to mark your territory – which please feel free at all times, whoever is present. Seriously, if you want to climb the stage next time, go ahead – but try and keep your hands to yourself until I get us home,” he said, winking at you. “I’ve got precious cargo.”

“Oh my God,” you rolled your eyes at his cheesiness.

“What?” He started the van and turned it around. “I was talking about my guitar – ow! I’m kidding!”

You scrunched your nose at him and he laughed.

//////

One day, one of you were going to get hurt from the number of times you both found yourselves running from his van to his room. You were almost sure you’d knocked over something on the kitchen counter as you were ripping Eddie’s shirt off. You felt boneless and you still felt a twitch in one of your thighs, your mind only now starting to come back from the ether.

“I don’t want to beat a dead horse,” Eddie started, still sounding a little breathless himself.

“That’s exactly what a girl wants to hear while lying naked in her boyfriend’s bed,” you joked.

“I know we settled everything earlier but, can I just say one last thing?”

You propped your head up on your elbow and turned to place a hand on his chest. “You have the floor Munson.”

He smiled, his hair sweaty and wild from your scramble into his room. His rings had gotten caught in your hair, you’d almost kneed him in the stomach, but you both managed to get where you needed to eventually.

“I like that we have different interests,” he said, his hand coming up to cover yours. “I like watching you photograph stuff; you’ve got this eye for things that I don’t ever notice. I love that you give a shit about school because one of us has to.”

You snorted.

“If you would’ve told me two years ago that this is where I’d end up, I would’ve laughed at you. I never thought you’d look at me again after the dance--”

“You know I was dealing with--”

“—the Upside Down, parasitic demon monsters, and general badassery?”

“Yeah,” you said, smiling at his description.

“I know,” he said, squeezing your hand, “but I guess what I’m trying to say is I know what you’re feeling okay? I know what people are thinking when they see us together. How can someone like her be with someone like him.”

“What?” You grunted when he shushed you.

“Your friends, our friends, they’re not like that – but at Hawkins High? Where they knew you and they saw me, Eddie the Freak? With the salutatorian of her year? The girl that threatened Jason Carver in the middle of the cafeteria for making fun of her brother? You have to know how it looked.”

“I don’t care about what those idiots said,” you crossed your arms. “They don’t know you. They don’t know us. You’re worth ten of them.” 

Eddie smiled, eyes softening and his arm around you tightening. “I know that, now, but it took me a while to get over it. Especially considering how we, you know, started out.”

“You could’ve come up to me after that dance too Munson,” you reminded him.

He rolled his eyes and tickled your side. You squirmed, smacking his hands away. “We’re not having this argument again.”

“You brought it up!”

“To make a point!”

“Well, you made your point,” you huffed, dropping your head to his chest. “I was being stupid.”

“You were being human,” he said, rubbing a hand down your back. “It happens to the best of us, even royalty like you.”

“When did you get all mature?”

“When I left that shithole?”

You snorted. “I promise to try and draw the line with guys more clearly,” you said, thinking of Carl and his pushiness. “I don’t ever flirt back. I just feel bad cutting them off.”

“I know, that’s how I feel with the groupies,” he said, “it’s also kinda satisfying to know that people want what you have.”

 “Eddie,” you admonished, bringing your palm up to your forehead.

“What? I said kinda, I also kinda wanna punch Carl in his stupidly handsome face every time he touches you.”

“We could go to the nicer theater across town?” You suggested. “He’s seen you with me. We’ve literally gone on dates there. We almost got kicked out last time.”

“There’s bound to an usher there that’ll notice you too, who wouldn’t? I’ll just make it clear to Carl that you’re taken,” Eddie said, leaning across you to bite down onto your neck and your entire body sung to attention.

“So, in conclusion,” you started, a little breathless, “we’re both surprised by our own jealousy and we’ll work on our insecurities? I didn’t even know I could get that jealous until I saw her stupid hand on you.”

“Yeah, what’s that you always say? We’ll grow together? It was never going to be a hundred percent smooth sailing,” he said, worrying a patch a skin between his teeth.

“Bumpy waters and all. I might need a few more reminders that you don’t feel like you’re settling for a boring old college girl when you become a famous rockstar,” you joked, “conforming to the man.”

Eddie snorted. “I’ll be happy to remind you,” he said, kissing the new bruise softly. “Besides, there are some things worth conforming for.”

You leaned away to shoot him a look. “Did you, Eddie Munson, really just say that?”

“What? It’s true.”

“Name one.”

“I’ll name a few! Song choices, driving laws-”

“- have you seen how you drive? -”

“Pets, marriage…” he trailed off softly.

You almost snapped your neck turning to look at him. His eyes were on your neck, his fingers dancing across your skin, like he didn’t just say that.

"That sounded pointed," you said casually.

"Did it?" He asked, exaggerated pensive look on his face. "Well, what do you think about that?"

"Your idea of subtly? Needs work."

Eddie groaned, leaning back against his headboard and you smiled. "I would say I hate it when you do that but that's a damn lie,” he groaned.

You sat up and climbed into his lap, smiling when you felt something hard against your thigh.

“You can’t blame me,” he said, shrugging when you shot him a look. “It’s you, it’ll never not be hot when it’s you.”

Ignoring his suggestive tone, you continued. "I think that I still have three semesters to go before I graduate. You just graduated and are still thinking about whether or not you want to take a few classes. You like your job at the record store, I like my job at the bookstore, but we're broke as hell. We still don’t have our own place yet." You ran a soothing hand down his chest, stopping right below his belly button. "I think that in a few years, if you ever decide you want to ask, my answer would be a very resounding yes."

Eddie popped his head up, surprised, and eyes brightening in a way you’d never seen before. Your heart tripped over itself. He must’ve been thinking of a way to bring it up if he was this happy about it.

"But I want you to know that I don't need a ring or paperwork to tell me that you're my forever," you said, "so if you wouldn't want to either, I'm okay too."

Eddie glanced at you for a moment, searching your face for something. Like a sunrise, his small smile turned into a grin which evolved into a delighted laugh. He rolled you, surprising you, so that he hovered above you.

"I'm guessing that means you'd like to conform to the idea of marriage to me," you laughed. “Is the ring a way of staking your visible claim?”

"Rings? Marriage? I was talking about getting a dog,” he said. You pinched his chest and he squeaked, dropping his weight onto you. You both groaned in pain at the impact.

"What did we say about using your words?" He said, rubbing his chest.

You rolled your eyes before wrapping your legs tightly around his waist, both of you jerking at the sudden pressure. With quick maneuver, you flipped him so you were on top.

"How about we use no words?" You suggested, hand dipping between you both and taking him in your grip. You smiled as his breath hitched.

"I have always said you're the smarts in this relationship," he said, his mouth going back to your neck.

“We’re both the smarts,” you insisted, giving him better access.

“Agree to disagree,” he mumbled, “come on, it’s my turn to be on top this time.”

You fought him for a moment, laughing when he successfully flipped you over.

“I love you, Munson,” you said, watching his eyes bright up like they always did.

“I love you too princess.”

A/N: so, I managed to smidge (and edit previous installments) the timeline so that the relationship and canon make a little more sense but since these don't necessarily go in chronological order, I'm just assigning a date at the beginning of every note so I don't mess up lol hope you guys like this one! I've been thinking of writing a version of DYFAB from Eddie's POV? Since someone suggested it and it's burrowed into my mind now. Would that be anything anyone wants to read? As always -- your lovely comments give me the validation I crave to keep going, thank you so much!

[jungk0oksthighs]

OKAY! I'VE READ IT AND I HAVE MORE QUESTIONS AND IM EVEN MORE HYPED GOSH. You and YNWA will be the death of me. I like how you think hahaha. Im not saying i was expecting it, but im glad you stayed loyal to how you first wrote and introduced jackson. Like you didn't make him fall under the cries and the lies. I really really liked that! And then Minho, oh my god Minho is so heartwarming, i want to have a Minho in my life too heh. Wait by Minho, which Minho are you referring to btw. I've been -

meaning to ask you that since the first episode. Whenever Minho's name would pop up, i'd always picture Minho from Shinee. So i just want to confirm that. And finally, OKAY about Tae. Can i say what im thinking? Im not saying im Team Tae, and that doesn't mean im Team Kook. I still don't trust them enough to even make a conclusion that she'll end up with one of them. I mean you could easily kill her in the end for all we know (Please don't! 😭😂) But im gonna say maybe Sung is asking for -Y/N. Does that make sense? Like not in a bad way. The passports right? Jimin is the head of the whole gang, he has the passports and at some point of the story y/m mentioned that all her identity cards are with Jimin. So tae must've taken her passport and maybe his too to accompany her during the flight. Since there was a time limit given to tae maybe it has something to do with Jimin's operation? Like maybe they needed a blood related donor or something. Idk i haven't completely figured -everything yet from my theory. BUT im just really really hoping Sung isn't a Sora. She's with Jimin gdi i don't want anything more to happen to him. Omg what have you done with my precious heart 😭 if you don't want to answer my first asks explaining what i think it's ayt. But really, i love love love you so much! I love your tumblr, i love your entire masterlist, and your drabbles? Fuck they are amazing! Thank you. People don't say this enough but thank you for your hardwork ❤️ - MinYen anon

this was a lot to take in hahaha but first of all i would just like to confirm i do in fact mean Minho from Shinee (i made character aesthetics, they’re on my masterlist. i made one using Minho’s pictures) and secondly i would like to thank you for your support you’re so frigging cute and kind you warm my heart. and finally i can’t confirm or deny your theories, but you do pay attention (also thank you for those comments about jackson i really like that he was the one to kill So-Ra) ;)))) thanks so much for reading! i hope you like the rest of the series MinYen anon!!! x x 

[kimarisgundam]

Super (kinda) early in our Cyberpunk campaign when our party's Rockerboy was still an NPC... he had some encrypted files/data

Apparently him, a NPC netrunner, and a NPC media managed to steal some sensitive data from Arasaka

My character's sponsor managed to kill the media and netrunner, but the shard was with the Rockerboy. Our party's Nomad was apparently helping him hide cos he was being hunted for the shard

^ that's the point where I tipped off the Rockerboy's location to my character's big bro so my bro could interrogate him for the shard

The interrogation wasn't successful cos my party rescued him... but I found the shard in his apartment after pretending to be his friend

I remember our DM telling me that the shard "had encrypted data on it" about my sponsor

The NPC netrunner encrypted the file to protect the data, but was killed before he could tell the Rockerboy what was on the shard

The Rockerboy took the shard but basically couldn't access the data cos he's dumb

Our DM asked me if I wanted to unencrypt the data and see what's on the shard... but... my sponsor ordered me to destroy the shard

I was told not to bother what's on it cos it doesn't concern me... so I told our DM that I want to corrupt the shard and scramble the data

Our DM was like "don't you want to see what's on it first???" and I was like "No..? I was clearly told to destroy this without peeping. I trust my sponsor. He's a good guy. Not like *Rockerboy's name*"

I kinda regret doing that now???

I suspect something is wrong within Arasaka... that's why I'm disobeying orders and doing my own investigation...

I haven't told the party the full extent of the data I pulled >_<... but something is wrong and I suspect my sponsor is implicated >_<

We were just discussing our leads and our Rockerboy was like "I have some dirt. My friend passed this to be before dying. I can't read it cos of the code... but Mako would be able to read it"

He literally just handed that shard to me and said "you're the only one I can trust with this" and "help me make sure my chooms didn't die for nothing"

Externally I'm 👍, but internally I'm cringing and dying cos I SCRAMBLED THAT SHARD @_@

Omg I feel horrible 😫

I meta gamed and asked my friend if her Rockerboy's confession to my Netrunner was a joke..? Or is he seriously in love with her?

And my friend was basically like "ummm, you didn't know? Everyone knows he likes your character? It's even written on the ref sheet when I took him from *DM's name*"

And I'm freaking out cos apparently it was written on his character sheet that he liked my character all the way back when he was an NPC 😭

The crush apparently started during the period after the interrogation when he was hurt and my Netrunner was being extra nice to him cos she was feeling kinda guilty and cos she wanted that shard @_@

I could get so close to him cos he liked my character and I was unintentionally using his feelings against him throughout this campaign 😭

I play otome games! How did I not realise when a NPC was in love with MY frigging character???

I'm so disappointed with myself cos I missed a romance opportunity our DM set up for me... and cos... *coughs* if I knew he was in love with my Netrunner I would have exploited it...

I probably could have gotten away with getting close enough to chip in to the interface ports on his neck (BEFORE we became best friends! I swear I would never do this to my best friend!)

[kimarisgundam]

I know my party is kinda imploding now cos our Exec lowkey threw our Rockerboy and Solo under the bus and we're also mourning the death of 2 NPCs who we were close to...

But a few weeks ago I posted this:

My friend treats her Rockerboy character like he's her baby. She only wants good things for him

Cos he was in love with my Netrunner waaay back when he was a NPC (my friend adopted him as her character, and I didn't notice he was wooing my character...), my friend aggressively ships our characters together 😅

Omg, she ordered real oysters with real pearls in them from Shopee for me to shuck during today's session

Her aim was to make me fall in love with her Rockerboy so I'll let my Netrunner date him in game

I can't let my Netrunner date him though 😭. My friend doesn't know my Netrunner is a double agent for Arasaka 😭. I will never forgive myself for all the bad things I did... I pretended to be her character's friend just to steal data from him 😭

My big brother (NPC Arasaka enforcer) was the one who interrogated and tortured him for frig's sake 😭. And I was the one who helped my big bro capture him 😭. Our characters can never be together 😭. There's too much baggage and she's a bad person 😭

My friend gave me a cheap $1 charm to keep the pearl in 😂. She said it's an irl representation of the (probably) fake jewellery her Rockerboy bought for my Netrunner 😂

These are 2 of the fugliest looking pearls I have ever seen but I love them cos it suddenly feels kinda sentimental even though it's just Cyberpunk and not irl???

[kimarisgundam]

At the beginning of our Cyberpunk campaign our DM (talking via my character's sponsor/adoptive dad) would give my Netrunner secret "jobs" to do

It started as small tasks that I'll do behind the party's back that messed with the DV values of their rolls

But the tasks escalated to doing stuff that royally screwed up my party's plans and got NPCs we considered "friends" killed 😣

One of the worst things I (as my Netrunner) did was betray a group of NPCs my party was close friends with

I pretended to go along with my party, but I was actually sabotaging the entire job over the span of 4 irl sessions 🥲

I caused the deaths of 2 NPCs and the torture/interrogation of the last NPC

I even went along with my party's rescue mission to save the last NPC. But I only helped cos I wanted to get close to the NPC to screw him over one more time 🥲

As a reward for being good, my character's dad gave her a frigging draga set of Kiroshis and premium EMP threading

I didn't even want the reward... my Netrunner just wanted her dad to be proud of her. BUT omg there's no way I could afford this on my own. And it's not like I can politely decline...

^ the NPC I screwed over is the Rockerboy my friend "adopted" after her character died 🥲. We're like having coffee together and my friend was like

"Mako's (my Netrunner's handle) gold threads are so sick. Could you pass me the ref sheet for your thread pattern? I'm thinking of copying her pattern"

I think I physically cringed 😭

I want to rip out my eyes and EMP threads 😭

Her Rockerboy marks people important to him in ink on his body. He wants to honour my Netrunner by copying a section of her threading 😭

My friend/her Rockerboy doesn't know these threads are a literal reminder of what my Netrunner did to him 😭

I just realised my character's entire body is covered in reminders of all the people she betrayed 🥲

Almost all my cyberware were gifts from dad 🥲. The only thing that's "mine" are my link and interface ports cos when I started trying to distance myself from Arasaka, I immediately got those replaced... I wasn't 100% they weren't bugged

[kimarisgundam]

I'm so happy we have to take a break from the Cyberpunk Red campaign cos our DM needs to write a new main plot again cos we messed everything up 🥲

I need time to grapple with the fact that I'm a frigging horrible person in this campaign 😭

I don't know why I'm like this 😭

Omg wtf. I went into this campaign not knowing anything about Cyberpunk. I was so full of hope and ready for DnD shenanigans 😭

But I my party members started dying, and to survive I kept having to make hard choices 😭

My character is one of the only characters that survived since the start of the campaign... but at what cost 🥲?

"Duty above all else" is the motto my Netrunner lives by. I backstabbed my own party members for Arasaka 🥲

I also need to consider what to do about that possible romance subplot between my character and the Rockerboy...

Why is the character I screwed over the most in love with my Character 😭??

I feel like there's something between them... but I'm not sure if it's romance..? As in, I'm not sure if my character likes him back

I would normally jump at the opportunity for a romance in DnD... but this is Cyberpunk... I'm just very wary and nihilistic now 🥲

[kimarisgundam]

Our Solo's cyber psychosis is really tearing the party apart to the point where I'm this close 🤏 to just going back to my Netrunner's sponsor/dad to ask help ;_;

Me/my Netrunner and my friend/her Rockerboy's argument got so bad that we were screaming at each other over the Zoom call last night...

I said that my Netrunner walked to a S.C.S.M and bought a soda so she can splash it in his gonk face cos he's FRIGGING RUDE >:U

DM didn't want to allow it and made me roll... and my dumb drink got stuck in the vending machine omg I hate Night City

I tried kicking the machine, but the drink wouldn't come out cos I failed the check and the S.C.S.M wouldn't refund my eddies too

Rockerboy tried shaking the machine but the drink wouldn't come out and now NPCs were staring at our characters...

I told him to leave it. He didn't want to leave it and we got into another argument cos he said he's trying to help but we wouldn't even be in this situation if he didn't start an argument with me in the first place >:T

He ended up punching the machine with his chromed arm

Anyway... we got arrested by NCPD cos someone reported us for breaking a vending machine...

We didn't resist cos we didn't want to start a fight and trigger Solo... And he wouldn't kept his mouth shut. He kept making things worse by making pig jokes and taunting them to hit him harder

Like can you JUST SHUT YOUR GONK MOUTH >:U

I am trying to bail us out! I'm literally swallowing my pride and contacting my friend cos he's the head of NCPD's Kabuki branch

This is so frigging embarrassing for me omg. I'm literally good with the high ranking cops. This makes me look so bad 😭

[kimarisgundam]

Thank you First Aid skill 😭!

I'm glad I went for that first aid class instead of joining the party and going to that nomad race event like 5 sessions ago 😭! First Aid level +1 has pulled through for me 😭

I don't know how things went down hill so quickly, but my character's brother knows who I'm hanging out with now so my character is in really big trouble 😭

I guess me and the Exec got cocky?? We thought walking in through the front door in Tyger Claw territory was a good idea cos we're both Arasaka affiliated and have reputations within the corp T_T

Our DM was trying to dissuade us from doing this... but we insisted... and just before entering a club, our DM private messaged me and asked me to roll against my Luck... I failed the check but nothing happened... so I didn't care...

But at least an hour into our session during a Facedown, our Rockerboy started yelling at a NPC he spotted in the distance...

Wtf, the Luck check didn't affect my character, but it determined if our DM told my friend's Rockerboy if he saw my character's brother in the club 😭

My bro was minding his own business, but my bro (the party doesn't know he's my bro, only our Exec knows) kinda *coughs* captured and tortured our Rockerboy long ago... so our Rockerboy is rightfully pissed off...

But just cos you're pissed off it doesn't mean you start a fight???

And wtf, why is my bro decked out like a cyber psycho??? His stats are like a boss enemy O_O

I frigging didn't want to be seen, so I hid behind a wall... but things went downhill and our Rockerboy got mortally wounded with his arm cut off O_O"

I was 6m away... so I knew I had to take a shot or our Rockerboy is dead >_<"

Omg I swear I am scared of my bro now. He didn't know is me, but the moment I took an aimed shot to his eye he turned on me and demolished the 25 HP wall I was hiding behind O_O"

I thought I was going to die, like killed by my own big bro O_O"

Our Exec saved me by calling out my character's name... which made my bro stop... but I'm in trouble now... my bro is mad >_<"

I'm hanging out with a Nomad, the Rockerboy who bombed Arasaka's trucks, and a shady Exec from our company our sponsor doesn't trust >_<

I'm so dead now >_< ! I hope he doesn't tell our sponsor >_<"

My life is falling apart T_T

My bro saw me rush over to stabilise our Rockerboy with my First Aid skill, he knows we're friends now T_T

I hope he doesn't find out about the cat... cos we're not just best friends... we are co parenting a cat together...

Ahhhh wtf T_T

I'm so dead. I'm frigging dead. I don't want to go home to my apartment. I bet my bro is waiting for me in my living room T_T

I'm going to tell our Solo we aren't going home today. We're crashing at our Rockerboy's apartment T_T

I'm sure he won't mind. He gave me the keys anyway, so it's not like I'm breaking in... plus he's at the doc's place unconscious so...

Actually... maybe we should stay at the doc's place too... give moral support or something... I should be there for my choom T_T

I should bring our cat over too... I should probably call our Rockerboy's NPC gf too..? She just broke up with him, but she should be here... my party is freaking out cos our Exec is also critically injured... I need to be get my crap together for the sake of the party

I'm just freaking out now. My friends are still RPing and I'm having an internal meltdown. I don't want them to find out that's my big bro