#plus eddie would translate into the things he knows

[acowardinmordor]

I think when Steve gets Vecna'd, Eddie adds together what he knows about the situation and comes to a logical conclusion. To him at least. He knows that Steve came here asking for heavy drugs and high quantities. He knows that Steve was sounding a hell of a lot like 'sleep' meant something worse.

He knows that Steve is X, and that means all of the horrible things that Eddie knows X thinks about himself, the guy in front of him thinks that too. He knows that Steve, ever since the letters stopped, has been upsetting the freshmen by being distant and cold.

The only assumption he can come up with is that Steve already took something, and it's hit. Or it's causing a reaction. Or its a bad trip.

He has no hesitation about touching him, immediately checks his breathing and his heart rate. It sorta, kinda seems like an overdose, a little bit could be an allergic reaction, but Steve is trembling like he's scared, and his body is stiff. Those explanations don't make perfect sense, so he watches for something that would mean it IS medical, and heads towards his better guess.

Bad Trip.

Steve is high, and is in a bad brain place, and that means he needs to be grounded. Music helps, right? When he was on that bad trip with Rick after his first senior year, Rick put on one of Eddie's tapes, and talked to him. Calm shit. Encouraging shit.

Eddie fully ignores the flickering lights - electrical gets weird in the trailer sometimes - and grabs the mixtape he made for X, and shoves it into his sorta fucky boombox. It's a mix of X's favorite songs, and the ones he mentioned in his own letters. He doesn't know if Steve ever listened to them, but that tape is the only thought he has.

Gets it playing, and grabs hold of Steve's arms. He knows that Steve stopped talking to him. Since Steve knew who he was, and Eddie didn't know who X was, it means Steve probably doesn't care if Eddie wants him to be okay.

Eddie talks about how everyone else feels.

He tells him about how protective Dustin is. How angry Lucas gets anytime anyone says a bad word about Steve. How Eddie has never seen Robin smile so much. How no one judges him for needing to repeat a year. Everyone knows about how hurt he got, and everyone gets it. No one thinks worse of him for it.

He knows his voice isn't exactly calm and soothing, but the longer this insane eye-flutter, non responsive thing goes, the more terrified Eddie is.

"Steve, please, please, it's okay. Just find your way back. try to breathe, try to feel your body, and you'll be okay. I know - I know I've been an asshole to you. I know, okay. But the boys, Robin, shit, fuck, Steve, I need to apologize for shit, so you gotta slow down your breathing. Whatever you're seeing, it isn't real. I promise it's not real, okay? Come back to the real world and I can get you feeling better, I promise. Steve? Steve?"

He doesn't notice at first that Steve is starting to float. He's too focused on his face, the way his eyes are still rolled back. He lets go before he can notice his own hands rising with him. Shits too real, this isn't just a bad trip, he needs help, he needs an ambulance, a cop, anyone that can actually help Steve.

He has the phone in hand, and is about to dial when he turns back, needing to keep looking at him while he begs someone to come fast. He sees Steve in the air.

One step closer, then another. He keeps trying, another whispered sentence or three. But the lights are going crazy, and the music is staticky, the dialtone is screaming, and suddenly Steve is flattened to the ceiling, arms pulling slowly to the sides.

Eddie runs.

Leaves the door swung open as he throws himself into his van. His hands are shaking and he's hyperventilating too hard to notice Max Mayfield sprinting across the road, up the stairs and into the trailer. He's pulling away, when Max screams as Steve falls.

He hears the scream, he hears and feels the heavy thump of a weight hitting the ground. He knows what that sound must mean.

Eddie runs.

Behind him with the tape still playing, Max holds onto a terrified Steve, who has trickles of blood on his cheeks, and bruises blooming on his arms.

Steve, alive, cursed, who immediately asks if Eddie is safe.

[succubusvalentine]

Steve wrote romance novels.

Steve was good at writing romance novels. so much so, that he’s sold millions of copies all over the world, his books being translated into a bunch of different languages.

So when Steve’s latest book comes out, and the love interest is described as having long unruly hair, brown eyes you could get lost in, and a ‘taking no shit from anybody’ personality, Steve’s large fan base started talking about how rockstar Eddie Munson, was what the love interest looked like.

it was largely agreed upon by the fan base, and because of this. Corroded Coffin started blowing up on booktok, and then people started editing Eddie.

Eddie and the rest of CC didn’t mind the extra attention (not that they needed it with nearly thirty million monthly listeners on Spotify). But suddenly everyone was going on about Eddie.

Talking about how attractive he was, his interview clips being posted on tiktok.

And now Steve’s fan base and CC’s fan base start talking about how insane it would be if Steve and Eddie met.

This ordeal goes on for months and months, Steve’s sales skyrocketing.

And then, the met gala rolled around.

Everybody was excited to see what Eddie dressed as, who his plus one would be. Who everyone would be jealous of because they go home with Eddie fucking Munson.

Eddie showed up to the met gala wearing a black suit, red dress shirt, he had a choker on that looked like drops of blood around his neck, a high and dramatic collar turning into a cape.

And who’s his plus one? Steve fucking Harrington.

Steve Harrington, in a cute light blue tux, an expensive looking crown and a matching dramatic collar that turns into a cape (though, not as dramatic as Eddie’s) everybody (rightfully so) freaks the fuck out.

Was this for publicity? Did they do this so that fans would go even more stir crazy?

When they reach the top of the carpet, they walk up to the interviewer who looks like she’s dying to see what’s going on.

���So…how do you two know each other?” she asked

“Stevie here’s my sweetheart, has been for a long time” Eddie grinned

The fans watching are currently freaking out, Steddie trending on twitter

“And so…was Eddie the inspiration for your latest books love interest?”

Steve laughed “Yeah…if im honest half the ways i described the love interest was because of the things i said to my best friend Robin Buckley about Eddie when I had a massive crush on him”

“And who does everybody think Sailor Boy is about? It’s about my sweetheart” Eddie questioned, his arm now resting on Steve’s waist.

They walked off before any more questions could be asked. And now fans were going even more insane,

edits of the two at the met gala blowing up on tiktok, the song Sailor Boy being used as an audio for most.

[n33dlew0rk]

Only Love

rated G | 1052 words | cw: very much anachronistic lol, also changed lyrics bc gender is silly | tags: post-canon, everybody lives, pre-steddie, no beta we die like sleep-deprived dysfunctional adults 

for @steddie-week prompt 'trade' (day 4)

A few months after his slow recovery allowed him to start playing again, Eddie found himself improvising as a guitar teacher for one Steve Harrington: PTSD buddy, appointed saviour, babysitter extraordinaire, former King, currently Eddie’s biggest crush to date.

It started suddenly mid-autumn, after the third movie night in a row the two of them shared at the Munson’s new trailer and umpteenth time he found Steve’s fingers tracing the frets of his acoustic guitar.

“She doesn’t bite, y’know?” Eddie said with half a smile. 

The reverence with which Steve usually stared both at the instrument or at Eddie himself when he was practising, was one he could only translate as belonging to someone who’s been denied the exploration of whatever hobby was not deemed sufficiently dignified by an uptight parent.

That, or Steve was acting like a teenage girl crushing on a rockstar and Eddie really didn’t think this was the case.

Steve blushed, like a kid caught in the act. 

Eddie chuckled, put a hand on the other man’s shoulder and gently squeezed it. If the contact lasted one little second too much to be completely platonic, that’s none of your business.

“Come on then, take her down”, he smiled. Steve’s eyes widened like the proposition was the most absurd thing ever to leave Eddie’s mouth.

When Eddie’s eyebrows flew to the ceiling trying to emphasize his invitation, Steve finally mustered the courage to grab the guitar’s body, slowly lifting it up from its support on the wall.

He was a surprisingly fast learner. His big and already calloused hands were excellent for the more complicated chords. He had a good ear and wasn’t particularly fond of music theory, something Eddie’s chaotic study path could very well relate to.

Weeks passed and Steve slowly started taking the guitar home with him. At first only when Eddie didn't have time for a lesson or when Corroded Coffin was rehearsing. But gradually the instrument was practically fused to Steve’s shoulder wherever he went, like a little bird leaving the nest to find its way in life.

Sometimes Eddie put his fingers on top of Steve’s to suggest a better position or correct a chord and Steve would look frustrated. Or flustered, maybe? Maybe both. Eddie kept reassuring him every time, guiding the other’s hands gently, telling him he was doing an amazing job.

By the spring of ‘87, Steve was able to play about ten covers with ease and even a few duets with Eddie when he felt bold (which, granted, wasn’t that often).

After a particularly hot summer afternoon spent poolside at Steve’s, Eddie was strumming on his unofficially ex-acoustic guitar and watching the sun set slowly. 

“I should probably buy one of my own”, Steve said, mortified, walking towards him with two cold beers in hand.

“Nah”, smiled Eddie. “I miss her, but I can feel she chose you”, he chuckled. “Plus, I’m happy you’re keeping her, makes me feel like I did something good honestly”.

Steve gave him a tentative smile, his gaze shifting from the guitar, to Eddie’s eyes, then roaming on his face, to his hand on the neck of the instrument and, finally, to the floor.

“You did.” He sounded sincere, grateful. After a beat, he straightened up, but he was still not looking at the metalhead. “What if I trade you something for her?” Steve managed to say in a small voice. 

Eddie cocked his head, now curious. “Well now, Stevie, she’s royalty this one, you know?”. His hand slowly caressed the warm wood of the guitar affectionately. Then he lifted his gaze to search Steve’s. “I’ll need something valuable in exchange”, he smirked.

Steve looked at him, blushed suddenly and just nodded, his expression shifting to one of absolute focus. He extended one arm, gesturing Eddie to pass him the guitar and sat down beside him, leaving the beer bottles aside, his legs reaching the clear water of the pool below. 

A thousand thoughts crossed Eddie’s mind. It wouldn’t have been the first time Steve played him something, but he looked nervous. So Eddie bit his tongue, kept the teasing for himself and smiled encouraging at the other man.

The backyard was quiet around them as Steve murmured something under his breath and positioned his hands on the guitar. He took two deep breaths and then he started playing.

He plucked the strings intently, creating a pretty upbeat melody.

Eddie felt pride rushing through him. Steve was good. He learnt a lot in the past year, practised in every free moment he got and this was the product of his hard work.

It wasn’t, however until Steve started singing that Eddie actually listened.

Steve’s voice was soft, shy, a bit unsure. Eddie didn’t know the song, so he figured it must be something either original or too hit-pop for him to recognise. 

Darling, you're with me, always around me Only love, my only love Darling, I feel you under my body Only love, my only love

Something in the way Steve immersed himself in the music, told Eddie that this was something really important for him, personal.

Give me shelter, or show me heart Come on, love, come on, love Watch me fall apart, watch me fall apart…

A love ballad then, uh? Eddie felt a pang in his stomach but ignored it. It’s not like he could ever be on the receiving end of words like these. 

Steve gained confidence by playing and lifted his gaze to meet Eddie’s, now singing directly to him.

And I'll be yours to keep A wind in the shadows, whale song in the deep A wind in the shadows, whale song in the deep

The piece was simple and went on a few more times between gentle notes and the lyrics. Steve adjusted himself while transitioning to the closing bridge of the song and for a moment there, lost between Steve’s words and the honey of his eyes, Eddie forgot how to breathe.

Only love, love, love Only love, love, love Only love, love, love Boy, show me heart

Come on love, love, love Come on love, love, love Come on love, love, love Watch me fall apart

Come on love, love, love Come on love, love, love Come on love, love, love Boy, show me heart

[munsons-melody]

the russian starlette (prelude)

summary: after taking a job at starcourt, you accidentally get entangled with russians underneath the mall who decided to experiment on you, causing you to gain telekinetic powers

pairing: female!henderson!reader x eddie munson x steve harrington?

cw: none

word count:  1.0k

a/n: this part of the fic takes place in s3/the summer of 1985 and follows the storyline of s3 closely

✰ part one: the prelude

✰ part two: the experiment

✰ part three: the return (coming soon)

masterlist

i do not consent to having any of my works republished, translated, or posted to any other site except here. if you see my works anywhere but tumblr, it has been republished without my knowledge, consent, or permission

。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

god you wish you never took that stupid job at starcourt mall, but steve was a little too convincing...

"c'mon y/n, we'll go in, apply to a couple of places and if we hear back that's great and then you can save up for a car and i'll save up for college or whatever" steve explained as you sat in his car outside the mall

the engine was turned off, leaving you to contemplate in the silence, your head leaning against the window and your body facing him in the drivers seat

"i don't know steve... a job at the mall?" you questioned and he looked at you with eyes sweeter than honey

"look, you've been saying yourself you feel bad i'm driving you everywhere and that your mom would meet you halfway on the price of a car" he said, using your own words against you

"yeah and eddie's not around to drive me too" you said sadly

you sighed

okay fine, part of the reason you didn't want to get a job at starcourt was because your boyfriend eddie was touring around america with some new band called guns n' roses and it made you feel like the biggest loser that you're stuck in the the middle of nowhere indiana working at a mall

but you knew steve was right, and that you couldn't depend on eddie to drive you to school anymore, and that you felt bad that steve had been driving the two of you around the past few months

you knew you needed the independence so you sighed, and got up, your back cracking a little in the process

"fine, let's go get a job but i'm not dealing with anything with food" you said as the two of you got out of the car and shut the doors

"yeah i'm sorry but you really just can't cook for shit" steve laughed and the two of you started walking inside

。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

after a month at working at the gap, and seeing your paycheck, things weren't too bad working at the mall

steve got his job at scoops ahoy and luckily, his schedule somehow coincided with yours so he would drive the two of you

you had talked to eddie a few times over the past week, last time you guys spoke he said he was somewhere on the east coast and he was very happy for you and your new job

of course, you still felt like a loser working at the gap in hawkins while your boyfriend is an actual rockstar but steve made the mall bareable

plus, you finally became friends with robin, a girl you would always see around school but never talked to

the three of you would hang out constantly, and you were just happy in your little life of sneaking into the movies with them, or when steve would finish up before you and bother you in the store by trying on random clothes to keep you entertained till you left an hour later

that was until dustin came home from summer camp

you had finished up early at your shift at the gap, and walked over to scoops ahoy to bother steve and robin for the remainder of their shifts

it was nearing dinner time, meaning, most people weren't getting ice cream to eat, leaving the shop empty but you heard the three of them bustling around in the back

you rang the bell, and steve opened up the small window that separated the back room from the front counter

"oh hey y/n, we're just uh- doing stuff back here..." steve said, glancing behind him and then back to you

"wait it's y/n?" you heard dustin say and suddenly his face appeared next to steve's

"come back here, quickly and calmly, i need to tell you something huge" dustin said and you did as you were told

a few minutes later, dustin had explained how he picked up a russian transmission, and that they were trying to crack a secret russian code

hours after hours, you continued to listen to the same message over and over again till eventually you all figured out they were talking about the mall

which led you to the next problem, getting past the big scary russian with a big gun guarding the door

"or i could take him out" steve said nonchalantly

"take who out?" robin questioned

"the guard?" steve replied

"did you forget the part about the big gun?" dustin asked with an annoyed tone

but that guy was the least of your worries

after the secret elevator plummeted down to a crash on the bottom floor, and all five of you slipped through the elevator doors, you were on to finding more of the russians underneath starcourt

after walking for what seemed like miles, you all stumbled upon the hub full of russian guards, scientists, doctors, along with the comms room

and of course chaos ensued again

once in the comms room, you were taken aback by seeing someone in the room with you

robin tried to say the code to the russian man before steve started screaming and charged at the man, knocking him out

"you did it! you won a fight!" dustin exclaimed before a bigger issue caught your eye, the russian's were attempting to open the gate with a large machine which instantly made your stomach drop

alarms started blaring when the guards noticed the five of you, causing panic to ensue and everyone started running

your heart was pounding as everyone scrambled to outrun the guards, steve knocking over giant steel barrels in attempts to slow them down when you all ran into a room, slamming the door behind you

steve pressed his body against the door to keep it shut

"help me!" he yelled as the you and robin ran to him, pressing against the door with all your might

you watched as dustin and erica climbed up stairs and started descending into a hole in the floor

the weight of the guards pushing back seemed to be getting greater and greater

"i'll never forget you!" dustin screamed

"go!" you all screamed in unison as dustin shut the hatch

the guards eventually pushed open the door, causing everyone to go flying

it all went in slow motion as they opened the door, the weight of the push had sent your body flying to the wall, knocking you into complete darkness

to be continued…

[this-is-moony-lovegood]

Green Arrow Buddie AU

So @buddiesmutslut gave me the idea to write a Green Arrow Buddie AU where Buck is Oliver Queen and Eddie is his bodyguard, so here is a sneak peek at what I’ve written so far. I’m sure this whole thing is going to take forever to put together, but for now, enjoy this intro and Buck reuniting with Maddie, Bobby, and Chimney. It's about 2.1k.

Also, if you want more context for this AU, check out this post. Okay, enjoy!

...

The name of the island they found him on was Lian Yu. If you ask, Buck, he thinks it’s more aptly known by its English translation: purgatory. For the past seven years, he was stranded upon the shores of the island, where he could only dream of being rescued. But in order to make it to this day, he had one goal that defined him, drove him, and changed him: survive. Survive and one day return home, to Starling City.

Lian Yu held many dangers, more than the fishermen that found him would ever expect. He went on to tell the press, the police, journalists, anyone really that asked him that he was alone on that island. He’d lied. No one needed to know what he went through. No one needed to know the torture he’d endured, the suffering, the loss. No one needed to know what he needed to do to accomplish his goal of returning home.

Because the thing is, in those seven years on the island, he had to make himself more than what he was when he boarded that yacht. Buck thought he knew pain and torment when he stepped foot on the Buckley’s Gambit. He was only on the ship to appease his father, fearing the wrath that he could inflict upon him. After all, he’d been dealing with Phillip Buckley hating him as long as he could remember. 

See, Buck hadn’t been born because Phillip and Margaret Buckley had wanted a second child. No, Buck was born to save his older brother, Daniel. His parents had genetically engineered him to give Daniel a bone marrow transplant, which had worked, for a while. Buck had been too young to ever know what it was like to be loved by his father. To experience the joy of having Daniel alive, and Buck as the hero that had saved him. Why? Because a little over a year after Daniel had been declared in remission, his lukemia returned with a vengeance. Knowing that Buck’s bone marrow had given Daniel more time, Margaret and Phillip had tried again, having another baby to hopefully match Daniel’s markers and give him a longer change than Buck’s marrow had. However, they were too late. His sister Maddie was born two months after Daniel passed away. One month after that, his mother, Margaret, who was wrapped up in her grief plus a severve wave of post-partum depression, decided to drown herself in a bottle of pills she’d bought off a dealer in the Glades.

Maybe if his mother had survived things would have been different. If she had seeked help for her depression and grief, things might have worked out. But Buck never had the chance to find that out, because from the moment Phillip Buckley had found his wife dead in the bathroom of the Buckley Mansion, he’d lost any empathy, love, or compassion for his children. For years Buck took the brunt of the abuse, verbal not physcial. Maddie was nearly irrelevant to him, so he was merely indifferent. She hadn’t had time to fail him after all. Meanwhile, Phillip Buckley only associated Buck with failure. Buck didn’t actually save Daniel, therefore Buck didn’t save Margaret. Barely a day went by where Buck hadn’t beared his father’s blame.

He’d never hit Buck, even if he came close to a few times. But, Buck suspected the only reason he hadn’t was simply because he wouldn’t be able to hide it. He was still a successful CEO of one of the largest companies in Starling City. He couldn’t afford the scandal of child abuse. So, he left it to verbal abuse, with scars that only Buck could feel, and no one could actually see. That’s why he’d been forced to go on the Buckley’s Gambit, on a father-son trip to China that neither of them wanted, but that Philip apparently needed in order to impress one of his millionaire friends for a business deal.

Looking back, Buck had thought that alteast for that trip his father would have to pretended to care about him. He’d have a slight reprieve from the verbal torment, at least when William and Charlie were around. But, then there was a storm, and the Buckley’s Gambit sank beneath the waves of the North China Sea. If only Buck had gone down with the ship. Maybe then he wouldn’t have experienced a new level of pain and surffering. Maybe then he wouldn’t have been forced to make himself into someone new, and forge himself into a weapon.

If he hadn’t done that though, he might not have had the courage to do what he needed to do. Because now that he is back in Starlting City, he’s no longer the scared nineteen-year-old that was shipwrecked upon the shores of Lian Yu. Because he learned too much from the boat, and from the island. Because that goal - that need to survive - it’s wasn’t for himself, but rather for the people back home. For his sister Maddie, and for his best friend, Chimney. But, also for all the people in the city that he’d called home. The island forged him into the man that is going to bring justice to the people that had been poisoning his city, people like his father.

If he told people about what happened to him on the island, they’d ask questions. Too many questions would lead to people figuring out his plans, and that simply can not happen. No one can know what he’s become, because they’ll try and stop him. His mission is far too important for that. So for now, he’s got to keep his secrets all to himself. He’ll hide the scars that litter twenty percent of his body and the Bratva tattoo on chest. He’ll plaster on a smile for his friends, for his family, and for the city. He’ll go on pretending to be the party boy that left, not the weapon that returned. 

At least he will, after he hugs his sister for the first time in seven years. He stands in his hospital room and Maddie clutches him tightly, practically clawing at his back as she buried her face in his shoulder. Buck can’t help himself from gripping her back just as strongly, nearly afraid that if he lets her go she’s going to slip through his fingers and fade away like she did in his dreams on the island. She’s taller now that she was back then, and she’s cut her hair. The brown locks barely reach her shoulders, where before they fell down her back in light ringlets. 

When she pulls back from him, it’s barely a few inches, and only to cup his face in her palms, as she scans every inch of him. Her shaky fingers run over his stubble (which, he’s decided he’s going to keep. He likes the look and feel of it a lot more than the perfectly shaved skin he’d had before), and his iconic pink birthmark above his eye. “When you called from the boat… I really didn’t believe it was you.” She whispers.

“It’s me, Mads. I promise. I’m here.” He tells her, reaching between them to stick out his pinky for her to take. A pinky promise - their symbol for the two of them against the world. She’d told him on the phone that his call wasn’t the first one claiming to be Evan Buckley, all in attempts to get access to the Buckley family fortune, so he knows that this gesture will reassure her that this truly is the real thing this time. Only they know about this, and the moment she sees his pinky, Maddie’s eyes are welling up again with tears, and she takes it, and reburies herself in his chest once more. Carefully he places a kiss to his sister’s forehead, before gently stroking her hair and reassuring her that everything is okay. He’s doing his best to not actively sob against her as well. Maddie needs her time to fall apart, and Buck doesn’t want to get in the way of that.

Over her head, he sees that Maddie didn’t come in alone. From the other side of the room, the familiar voice of his best friend says, “What did I tell you? Yachts suck.” He’s got his hands thrown out as he gives a nonchalant shrug, but Buck knows that he’s just as relieved as Maddie but is trying his best to lighten the mood in the very somber room. He expects nothing less of Chimney Han.

“Hey, Chim.” He chuckles lightly and signals for Maddie to let him go for just a moment. With a sniff, she steps back and lets Chimney crash into his arms.

“Fuck, I missed you, man.” Chimney’s hug is nearly as tight as Maddie’s was and Buck doesn’t hesitate to return it just as eagerly. Maddie might be his younger sister, but Chimney is just as much his family as she is. “I missed you, too, Chim.”

As he hugs Chimney, he realizes there’s one more familiar face lurking in the back of the room, standing back to give the three of them their space. Bobby Nash, second in command - well, probably first now, Buck guesses - at Buckley Consolidated. Well, that would be his official title anyway. Bobby wasn’t Phillips’s best friend by any means, but he was always at the Buckley Mansion working on deals with Phillip. Buck remembers him spending many hours at their dinner table, brewing deals with his father some nights, or others, having dinner with them when Bobby had picked Phillip up off the floor of his study after he had passed out drunk.

Bobby was the one Buck went to if he had a problem at school, or when he wanted advice about asking out girls (and boys). Bobby forged permission slips for him and Maddie for field trips, he took them to the doctor when they were sick, and bought them birthday gifts and Christmas presents when Phillip refused to acknowledge the holidays. He doesn’t know what Maddie has done with his room back home, or even if she still owns the Buckley Mansion, but if his room is still intact, he’s sure that his last birthday card from Bobby with a personalized note, is still pinned up on his bulletin board. Bobby is the person he called to bail him out of jail when he got a DUI on graduation night, and when he was arrested for punching out a papparazzi photographer for getting all up in Maddie and her best friend, May’s, faces when they were just sixteen years old. 

Bobby is the one that put band-aids on his skinned knees, and wiped his tears after a particularly gruesome face-off with his dad. He’s that man that picked fights with Phillip, and stood up to him even when his father threatened to fire him for overstepping. And Bobby is also the one, that Buck overheard tell his father that if he fired him for taking care of Buck and Maddie, that he would make it his life’s mission to tear down the only thing Phillip Buckley truely cared about - his company, and that he knew all of Phillip’s secrets to do it. 

To Buck, Phillip Buckley might have donated his sperm for Buck’s conception, but Bobby Nash is the closest thing he will ever have to a father.

Now, Bobby stands in the doorway to the hospital room, with his hands in his pocket, watching the scene before him with the softest smile on his face. He doesn’t say a word, just lets Buck have his time with Maddie and Chim. Over the years, Buck has gotten pretty good at reading people, and he can tell the way that Bobby carefully shifts from one foot to the other, he’s wondering if he should really be in the room with him. He’s questioning if Buck wanted him there. Not wanting him to doubt his place in their family for one second, Buck pulls away from Chimney and quickly crosses the room to pull Bobby into a bone-crushing hug.

“It’s good to see you, kid.” Bobby says, but chokes on the final word. 

Buck thinks back to the last memories he has of Phillip. Memories of wrestling him on the Gambit’s life raft, for a revolver his dad had just used to shoot the boat’s captain. He’d claimed that there wasn’t enough food and water on the life raft for all three of them to survive, and took out the captain first before turning the gun on Buck. Buck knows that Bobby would never of put him in that position. That he’d never be forced to kill him for his own survival. That he wouldn’t sit in the life raft with blood on his hands, staining a leather bound book of secrets because of Bobby Nash. No, Bobby Nash would never.

Buck had been as strong as he could be holding Maddie and Chim, but now, as he desperately clutches Bobby’s suit jacket, he can’t help but let himself fall apart, even if it’s just for a minute in the arms of one of the only people of the planet that has ever made him feel safe.

[kaialone]

All Fanny Win & Lose Quotes Translated (Guilty Gear Petit)

As the title says, this will be a translation of all* Win & Lose quotes involving Fanny from Guilty Petit and Guilty Gear Petit 2.

(*Except for the mirror match quote, if one exists, because it looks like you can’t get a proper mirror match in single player.)

I thought these would be interesting to know about, since they’re pretty much the only characterization Fanny gets outside of the Petit 1 & 2 story modes, plus getting to see a bit of how the other characters react to her.

EDIT: I have since also translated all of the Petit 1 & 2 story modes (yes, all of them)- check those out here.

--

Some more things to note before we get started:

Characters who appear in both Petit 1 and 2 have identical Win and Loss quotes in both games.

The final roster also includes four “GG” characters: GG Sol Badguy, GG May, GG Millia Rage, and GG Ky Kiske.

These four characters are essentially their base form counterparts, but with an alternate moveset inspired by the first Guilty Gear game. They are given different color schemes to differentiate them in gameplay, but they are effectively treated like they are the same characters, even though they have separate quotes and story modes.

The only exception is GG Ky Kiske, who is actually Robo-Ky!

Finally, in terms of status-quo, the characters are roughly plucked from around the Guilty Gear X era - for example Dizzy is part of the Jellyfish Pirates, but Zato-1 hasn’t fully passed away yet (but is still controlled by Eddie.)

Though the stories of these games are really more on the humorous side.

Now, onto the actual translations!

--

Fanny Win Quotes

(These are the quotes Fanny herself says when defeating these characters.)

Sol Badguy: せんせいは、かんじゃさんに リラックス してもらおうと おもっているからこそ あんなにユーモアにあふれているのです。 The doctor wants to help his patients relax, that's why he's so full of humor.

Ky Kiske: すみません、せのたかくてスマートで ウィットにとんだせかいさいこうのめいい、 ごぞんじないですか？ Excuse me? Do you happen to know about the tall, suave, witty, and overall greatest doctor in the entire world?

May: せんせいはえいせいてきにかんがえて、 あたまをそっていらっしゃるのです。 …たぶん。 The doctor shaves his head for hygienic purposes. …I think.

Millia Rage: ねんのため くすり だしておきますね。 I'm giving you some medicine, just in case.

Potemkin: わたしのオデコのほうが かたかったみたいです。 Looks like my forehead is harder.

Kuradoberi Jam: せんせいのようしですか？ あしがながくて くびもながい ひかりかがやいているかたですわ。 What does the doctor look like? He has long legs, and a long neck, and he's just a positively radiant person.

Mito Anji: せんせいもあなたのように ステキなめがねをしてらしたのよ。 The doctor was also wearing lovely glasses, just like you.

Johnny: ステキなけんさばきでしたわ、 でも せんせいにはかないませんわね。 That was some fine swordplay, but you still can't hold a candle to the doctor.

Faust: ああっ、せんせい… どこにいってしまわれたのでしょうか？ Oh, Doctor… Where could you have gone?

Chipp Zanuff: ぜひ けんけつをおねがいします。 きっと ちが おおすぎるのですわ。 Please consider donating blood. I'm sure you have too much of it.

Axl Low: ごめんなさい、わたしは「はくいのてんし」 わたしのあいは みなさんびょうどうですの。 I'm sorry, but I'm a "white angel"- I love everyone equally.

(Translator's Note: “はくいのてんし/hakui no tenshi”, meaning “white angel” is a non-official term sometimes used for nurses in Japanese, as far as I can tell. As far as I’ve heard, this term might’ve come from the legacy of Florence Nightingale, particularly the 1937 movie based around her life called “The White Angel”. Obviously likening nurses to angels is a thing in English too, but I still wanted to explain the details here.)

Zato-1 (Eddie): あなたぜひ せんせいのオペを うけるべきですわ！ You should absolutely get surgery from the doctor!

Testament: せいしんあんていざいを うっておきました。 もうだいじょうぶ！ I have given you sedatives. Everything will be fine now!

GG Sol Badguy: せんせいのすばらしさがわからないんですか？ おきのどくに。 Don't you know just how wonderful the doctor is? How unfortunate.

GG May: せんせいは「ハゲ」ではありません！ 「ボウズ」ですわ！！ The doctor is NOT bald! He just shaves!!

GG Millia Rage: あなたのこころのキズ、はやく せんせいに みてもらったほうがいいと おもいますわ。 I think you'd better let the doctor take a look at your broken heart as soon as possible.

GG Ky Kiske (Robo-Ky): あなた すぐにせんせいに みていただいたほうがいいわ！ せんせい！！きゅうかんです！！ You should go see the doctor right away! Doctor!! It's an emergency!!

--

Fanny Defeated Quotes

(These are the quotes these characters say to Fanny when they defeat her.)

Sol Badguy: かんごふってのは、みな、こうだったか？ Are all nurses like this?

Ky Kiske: かんごふ というのもまた からだをはる しごとなのですね。 I suppose being a nurse, too, is quite the physically demanding line of work.

May: ボクもずっと すきなひと さがしてたからわかるよ。そのきもち。 I'm always chasing after someone I like, too. So I get how you feel.

Millia Rage: さいきん えだげが ひどいのよね。 いいくすりしらない？ I've been having awful split ends lately. Do you know any remedy for that?

Potemkin: ずいぶん かわった たたかいだったな… That sure was a strange battle…

Kuradoberi Jam: ちょっと、やりすぎたアル…って ねてるアルか？ Whoops, I think I overdid it… Wait- Are you asleep?

Mito Anji: 「ま��ば かいろのひよりあり」ってね がんばって さがしな "Good things come to those who wait", you know. So hang in there and keep on searching, alright?

(Translator's Note: What Anji says in the first line is a Japanese idiom that would literally translate to “waiting for fair weather at a sea route”, in case you’re curious. But it does essentially mean “Good things come to those who can wait.”)

Johnny: とう「ジェリーフィッシュかいぞくだん」では チャーミングなナース ぼしゅうちゅうだ むかしのおとこ わすれさせてやるぜ？ The Jellyfish Pirates are looking to hire a charming nurse right now, so what d'ya say? I'll make you forget all about that other guy.

Faust: 「いりょうのみちは いちにちしてならず。」 かんじゃへの あいのみに いきるべきです。 "The path of medicine isn't forged in a day." You should live only for your love towards your patients.

Chipp Zanuff: へんなねーちゃんだな？ おれはどこもけがしちゃいねーけどな。 What's with this chick? I wasn't even hurt anywhere.

Axl Low: 「はくいのてんし」はすきだけど もうちょっと おとなしいほうがすきだぜ？ I do like "white angels", but… I'd like it even better if you were a bit more gentle, eh?

Zato-1 (Eddie): モウオソイワ コイツトオレハキリハナセンヨ。 YOU ARE TOO LATE. HE AND I CANNOT BE SEPERATED.

Testament: わたしに いりょうなど ひつようない。 I have no need for medical care.

GG Sol Badguy: かんごふがくるとこじゃねぇぜ、ここは。 This is no place for a nurse.

GG May: さいきんのかんごふって ずいぶん つよいのね？ Nurses are pretty tough these days, huh?

GG Millia Rage: ボーっとしてるから…。 That's what you get for spacing out…

GG Ky Kiske (Robo-Ky): カカカンゴフ トトトトイウノモモモマタ カカカラダヲハル ㇱ、シゴトナノデスネネ。 I- I- I SUPPOSE BEING A- A- A- A- A NURSE, T-T-TOO, IS QUITE T-T-T-THE PHYSICALLY D-DEMANDING LINE OF WORK-K.

--

[witsserviceablesubstitute]

I don’t think the harassment is acceptable. I think people are really out of pocket doing that, but I do think him establishing what is and isn’t part of his job is fine. And maybe did need to be said, because clearly people didn’t know.

As for using Buddie as promo… idk. The marketing team is gonna do whatever ABC feels will garner the most viewers, and right now it’s Buck being bi and the long held desire to see him and Eddie become canon. They’re gonna milk it however they can, which falls back on Tim, thus him feelings like he needed to explain himself, presumably.

I do agree it could be toned down though, because Buck is now canonically dating someone else, and I don’t recall them teasing Buddie for real when he was with women. So doing it now the way they are is purely because they’re banking on Buddie fans, while also currently not committing.

Plus, everything Buddie related from before has to now be assumed not canon, so it’s putting everyone in a messy spot. Because we have canon, fanon, show runner confirmed but not on screen, and canon jokes that are now floating in the in between because no one knows if the they’ll be acknowledged in canon or get scrapped.

I think people should just calm down and wait to see what the season brings, anyway. Once it’s over and we get an idea of where all the characters are at, then start asking bigger questions or letting out the more angry frustrations.

Hi! Sorry for the late reply. The sheer amount of work that goes into television hasn't often been well realized in fan spaces. The writing, how it translates to screen, the process of acting, all the work by the crew, the pressures from moneymen, managing the expectations of the audience, the long hours and repetition of scenes. How multiple people working on a creative project means multiple interpretations— all of which bleed through. The showrunner has every right to protect himself and the people who work for him. I was mainly trying to draw on my own experiences in how these harassment campaigns happen, how they continue, and how they can be mitigated.

US TV production has a long and rocky history when it comes to queer narratives. That doesn't really end now that there are canonically queer characters on screen and this fallout is part of the response to that tension.

For example, if I engage in the whole Buddie vs. Bucktommy thing (sorry), I'd say both perspectives have a point they don't realize they're making about queerness in television storytelling.

The thesis I feel like Buddie fans are making is there are two queer coded main characters who love each other, who have seasons of build up in their individual characters and in their relationship. Why can't they be together? Because they're two male main characters on network television? Be bold, be brave. Wouldn't it be amazing if they did commit to that story? Wouldn't it be game changing? Sexuality and friendship and love is not set in stone, it's okay to be flexible. M/F relationships are allowed that space to develop within a story and you know if one of them were a woman they probably would be together already.

The thesis I feel like BuckTommy fans are making is that Buddie was never going to happen, realistically, and it's amazing enough that they committed to Buck being canonically bisexual. Why do you want to rock the boat? Don't you see that if you can't embrace this development it could be snatched away at any moment. The show is its own thing within its own context and not the blinkered interpretation you have of two characters. This queerness is canon.

Those two thesis's (thesi?) are rubbing up against each other and building straw men of the other to attack and tear down. A showrunner wading in was only ever going to combust that tension further and that's what happened. What keeps happening.

[fraeuleintaka]

AAIC Allies & Adversaries Trailer

This is the 67th post in the Ace Attorney Investigations Collection Countdown: 14 days left until release!

Today's topic: the Allies & Adversaries Trailer for the Investigations Collection!

A full new trailer has been released for the Investigations Collection titled "Allies & Adversaries Trailer" which not only introduces said allies and adversaries (or some of them) but also teases the story of both games in an epic way.

For Investigations 1 we of course get introduced to Kay and Shi-Long, our main new ally and main adversary, with these nice little focus images (including the ever present chess pattern, of course).

The way I1's story is teased is pretty vague to avoid any too specific spoilers but they use several of the later in-game images as epic teasers (that fire visual from I1-5 is one of my absolute favourites from the whole of AA) and I love how the text references some plot points without directly stating them (the "key to the present" meaning the Yatagarasu's key plus the significance of who the three people in the image are). If I wasn't already beyond hyped to replay this game again, this would definitely do it!

For Investigations 2 our adversaries, Sebastian (Eustace) and Justine (Verity), don't get these focus images sadly though they're still introduced with a confrontational line each. In the allies category I would've expected to see Ray (Eddie) mentioned but he doesn't show up at all in the trailer. Something interesting I noticed here though is how Sebastian's name tag for when he talks is "Eustace", his first name, whereas it was "Debeste", his last name, in the fan translation. Miles does call him "Prosecutor Debeste" up until the end of case 3 but I always thought "Sebastian" would be more fitting for his name tag since Miles switches to his first name for the rest of the game and it wouldn't lead to Sebastian's father having his first name in the name tag, when Sebastian doesn't, as to not be confused with his son. I don't know if the official localisation will have Blaise (Excelsius) go by "Winner" in his name tag but I do like that they switched to Sebastian's first name for his. Hopefully Miles' change in how he addresses him is kept intact as I adore how it shows how Miles starts to recognize that Sebastian is not that different from how he used to be.

I2's story gets a lot more focus instead of any individual characters and they aren't nearly as vague about it as they were with I1. Most of the central story questions and general obstacles get teased - again in a pretty epic way! I especially love the way the IS-7 incident is brought in with its connection to DL-6. That means you already know a lot more details from this trailer but since I2's story is so meaty anyway I don't think it's a bad thing. There's still so much more to discover!

And one thing the trailer revealed specifically is the new name of the organisation standing in Miles' way which Justine is a part of and which was called "Prosecutorial Investigation Committee (PIC)" in the fan translation: Committee for Prosecutorial Excellence (CPE). That will definitely take some getting used to from me but it sounds nicely imposing and powerful. I like the focus on specifically investigating any wrongdoings from prosecutors in the fan translated name but depending on how they describe the purpose of this committee being responsible for prosecutors doing the most "excellent" work they can might be more fitting. It sounds a tad too similar to the quest for "perfection" of the von Karmas for my taste if I'm being honest, but I'll have to see how they use it in the game to solidify my opinion.

Apart from that we also got a first listen to Justine's new voice in English and in German since the trailer has also been released in German!

I love these coloured backgrounds for the voice clips, yellow for Shi-Long and purple for Justine, they look so good! Justine's voice clip stays "Overruled" as expected and her new voice is notably deeper than her fan voice was. But I like it, it sounds effortlessly commanding with a calm authority that really fits her. I get the criticism that it sounds too old but I see that more as a problem with her age in the game simply being too young because Justine sounding as old as she does actually makes more sense.

In German she says "Abgelehnt!" which is exactly what I predicted way back when! It sounds good, I don't have any issues with it, looking forward to hearing it in context. Her German voice is a bit higher than her English counterpart though still mature and authoritative and it even has a little more oomph behind it, she says it more forcefully which I love. Really like the German voice clips so far!

Since I have the opportunity with the German trailer version I wanted to compare a few lines directly with the new German translation. We get Kay's introductory line where she calls herself "the Great Thief Yatagarasu" or in German "Yatagarasu, die Meisterdiebin". I love "Meisterdiebin" as the choice here (literally "master thief"), it's a great title and has a lot more oomph than any version of "Der große Dieb" or whatever would have! I also kinda love that the German line specifies her as female, she doesn't say "Ich bin der Meisterdieb Yatagarasu" but instead loses the article before Yatagarasu and then characterizes Yatagarasu and herself as "Meisterdiebin". I do wonder how they're going to do that with her father allegedly being the previous Yatagarasu and the confusion around who the Yatagarasu is but they could probably switch it around between "Meisterdieb" and "Meisterdiebin" however they need it. (Side note, the HD chibi sprite of Miles being tied to a post is as glorious as I expected it to be!)

We also get a line from Shi-Long antagonizing Miles, showing his disdain for prosecutors in general and Miles specifically. I adore Shi-Long's habit of calling Miles some variation of "pretty boy" several times (he really does it an, let's say, interesting amount of times...), it's so deliciously specific! And I'm heartbroken to report that at least for this line they removed the "pretty" connotation from the German version 😭 He calls him "Schnösel" instead which doesn't have an exact English equivalent but means something like a snob, a vain conceited person (often rich but not necessarily) who's only concerned with himself. It does fit the general meaning of the line in that Shi-Long insults Miles' excessive poshness and how he's unfit to be at a crime scene but I hate to lose the specific additional connotations of "pretty boy" in this context. Though to the translators' credit I'm also struggling to come up with a more fitting alternative. The direct translation "hübscher Junge" doesn't have the same connotations as the English version at all and would result in Shi-Long basically calling Miles too good-looking to work. (100% full-on flirting, I'm not kidding here. It would still sound somewhat condescending but it wouldn't be the insult it's supposed to be.) The only similar option I can think of is "Schönling" and I think that'd work pretty well. It keeps the "pretty" connotation (schön = pretty) while also keeping the insult. I would've preferred that to what they went with. I still have hope for Shi-Long's other lines though (as I said, he says this several times and in ways that are a lot harder to remove the playful tone of), let's see what the German translation does with those!

Moving on, we of course also get the German name of the PIC: Komitee für ausgezeichnete Staatsanwaltsarbeit (KAS?), pretty much a direct translation of the new English name. I like it, no criticisms that I don't already have for the English version.

Finally, the trailer closes with a great amount of different scenes from the games all floating over the screen. There's too many to talk about all of them so I only want to comment on three specifically:

First, the one of Little Thief projecting the Haunted House looks awesome! Especially the Little Thief version of Miles' chibi sprite, even if you can only see part of it, is so cute. Chibi Shi-Long looks like he's trying very hard to look unimpressed.

Second, there's the scene of Miles and Shi-Long exchanging business cards (looking forward to seeing the evidence icon of Shi-Long's in more detail!) and it really looks like the HD animation includes the cards this time! Yay! (The things I get excited about with this game 😄)

Third, there's a scene of Sebastian using his new name as a pun! It might not be representative of all the ways he's going to do that but it shows at least one instance of it. In English he says: "I'm not just ANY rookie! I am a winning rookie!" and in German: "Das will aber nicht viel heißen! Schließlich bin ich ein Winner!" I'm not gonna lie, I vastly prefer the German version here 😅 The English one just sounds kind of... dumb? Which isn't necessarily unusual for Sebastian but it's not even really funny? Whereas the German one uses the double meaning of "Ich bin ein Winner" = "I'm a winner" and "I'm a member of the family Winner". It's still Sebastian-level of cringe but at least it sounds like he tried! Oh I can already tell I'm going to struggle with all of these little differences...

And one last point: The music chosen for the trailer is amazing! It's the arranged versions of I1's Objection theme (for most of it) and I1's Pursuit theme (for the last bit). Very sneaky to tease them like this, I can't wait to hear the other arrangements and the full versions. They sound epic!

[luckybyler]

Which Olympic sport would each Stranger Things character represent? Part 2:

Steve: Tennis. Steve isn’t equestrian or yachting rich, but he’s “tennis at the country club” rich. Plus it’s an upper-class sport that still requires athleticism and merit, which Steve would appreciate.

Robin: Indoor Volleyball. She’s tall, slender and plays band, so she knows how to be part of a team. She wouldn’t be caught dead using a tiny bikini as a sports uniform, so indoor is her choice.

Argyle: Beach Volleyball. He’s a tall stoner living near the beach. Chill matches with friends between blunts, good times at the end of the day.

Eddie: Archery. A metalhead/ DnD enthusiast would not pass the opportunity to practice the most medieval-Celtic type of sport.

Joyce: Table Tennis. A sport that can be played by a short woman, which requires quickness y et focus and stubbornness, which is Joyce’s specialty.

Hopper: Discus Throw. Hopper is big and tall, but still he’s not a complete brick. He has the strength and agility to throw really heavy things really far.

Murray: Judo. Karate’s no longer an Olympic sport, but judo and Tae Kwon Do are, and judo allows you to grab your opponent by their clothes, which is pretty useful.

Karen: Trampoline. She was a cheerleader, she now does jazzercise. Jumping and tumbling on the trampoline is the most direct translation of her skills.

Ted: Golf. Obviously.

What do you guys think?

PART 1

[ladychandraofthemoone]

7/7 HAPPY late 7/7: have Eddie “Alaric” Gyeon, Fredrick”Fearless Freddie” Russell, Ivo Hugh Barclay, and Tobias “Toby”Stratford-Smith

Freddie’s (and alaric) design was inspired by @vita940124 and @radarvision/@gadgetini while Alaric was inspired by glowynviator’s cfr designs on Twitter.

Random notes like Alaric real name is Eddie. It’s just a nickname and he’s half Korean because I got inspired by the Korean translation of his name so he and his twin brother Eric cool design next month they’re twins and half Korean and surname symbolism, like his name in scenery or view, and I totally fits the culdee fell railway , he seen at the more optimistic and loud twin. He has dyslexia and dyscalculia alongside his brother, both r kind and friendly folks.

Freddy gives me that chill cool parent vibes, and I like to think he has like so many scars from his tails, because when he was younger, he was much more reckless and little to no sense of self preservation. Hence the scars (like the scars are in space there from when ammunition’s accident, they exploded) like he suffers from sensorineural hearing loss, so he needs a his hearing aid and he’s very good at doing both ASL and BSL.

I will is baby I bet him off a lot of 90s fades like you know those overall jumpers such as the one from the fresh prince of Belair like plaid camo striped outfits I mainly got it from Pinterest. I would positive here, but it will be really long ha ha and of course I chose every shade of purple like a fine, because I was usually seen in purple in Trainz and of course I gave him cool kicks many converse cause they were also really popular and plus of course is Lil tamogachi. He probably gave it a like full long name but his nickname is grapefruit. Also, I found out here he and Duncan r technically cousins, so I’m trying to figure how it works.

and, of course, Toby I am making a huge au based off of Tobias and half pariah and I feel like that’s where people tend to have it as a nickname and this is like a real thing but it’s not but you know I am like a huge sucker for this movie so of course I’m again told you I was gonna draw him with Henrietta but I guess I was late for the eight you and you know fun fun, soft grandpa cottage core vibes both he and ivo have glasses (square frames of course though ivo gets them later on and he totally based them off of Toby’s Toby’s cries.)

[carolmunson]

I saw la domme de verre under the badatfeelingsgf and I love that series so much!! I would love a snippet of that for your wip game

le dôme de verre means 'the glass dome' in french. this fic was heavily inspired by a lot of quotes from one of my favorite books, le petit prince by antoine de saint-exupéry. in fact, the opening of the fic starts with the quote 'Le premier amour est plus aimé, le reste est mieux aimé.' which roughly translates to 'The first love is loved more, the rest are loved better.' the whole fic is littered with themes and references to similar concepts in the book like love, and 'ownership', playfulness, relationships etc.

this follows the world of eddie and badatfeelings!gf when she gets a call from an ex who wants to apologize. eddie realizes pretty early on that this is like 'the' ex, the one that started it all. the one that hurt her the worst -- but the person who she learned how to love from. needless to say, it doesn't go amazing (i'm taking inspiration from a couple conversations with my own 'the' ex for parts of it) and eddie definitely gets a little jealous/frustrated at first.

here's a little exceprt from le dôme de verre:

"Is he an alcoholic?" he asked, trying not to sound too eager about finding out a new thing about her. He knew she'd had shitty boyfriends before, her feelings -- or better yet, lack of them -- made that clear.

"Was," she says, "I think he's been sober for a while now, he was when he called me a few years ago."

"He's called you before? Why didn't you say anything?"

"I don't know," she let's go of the phone like she's finally out of a trance, "Didn't seem like it was important enough to bother you about it."

"Why haven't you ever talked to me about him?" he asks softly. She gets up and puts the cordless phone back on the reciever in her tiny living room, a loaded sigh leaving her lips, concaving her chest.

"I don't know, babe," she shrugs, "I think I talked about him for too long."

[eternalbuckley]

My heart chose you. - evan buckley

SUMMARY: Look at this wonderful request.

word count: 3,311

genre: fluff, comfort | gn!reader, queer!reader, bipoc!reader and plus-size!reader friendly

warnings: a tiny bit of angst, sexual comments about reader + explicit language, cat calling (once?), disgusting men, use of y/n a few times, buck is readers first boyfriend/kiss/etc., established relationship, slight description of how buck met readers parents for the first time, readers mum accuses buck of only using reader, mention of alcohol, use of pet names (babe, darling, [my] love), insecure buck, mention of thunderstorms, english is not my first language, hardly proofread — if i forgot something, please let me know!

a/n: Thank you for this awesome request! I had so much fun writing it and I hope everything fits perfectly. This is the first request I’ve ever done and I hope you all will like it as well!! Happy reading 🫶

disclaimer: please do not repost or try and take ownership of my work or post this anywhere without my consent. i don’t give you my permission to use my writing for any ai related things, don’t do it. do not translate my work and post it anywhere — i give you no permission to do that. i only post my stories here, so if you find my work anywhere else please let me know! reblogs, likes and comments are appreciated and welcomed!

navigation | masterlist | taglist

The topic 'love' was never an easy one for you. You were sure you never even felt what real love felt like, you always ran away from it whenever you felt it would start to get too intimate with possible partners. You weren’t even sure if you ever loved anyone, maybe you had crushes before but not too deep. Sure, you had a few people you texted with before but it wasn’t just it. You never got to the point to go on a proper date with them. The reason why you ran away were your parents. It was always hard for you while you still lived with them. You had to listen to their constant arguments about every tiny bit they weren’t on the same page with their opinions. You spent a lot of time in your room and tried to ignore their voices. You were scared that you could end up the same way with your partner.

That was until you met the infamous Evan 'Buck' Buckley. He immediately stole your heart the first time you saw his smile directed towards you. Buck and you met through your mutual friend, Eddie. You knew Eddie through Shannon. You wouldn’t say you were really close but you were close enough that he invited you to one of the dinners at Athena's house with the whole 118 and her family. That‘s where you also met Buck within everyone else that is important to him.

Buck and you didn’t talk for the first few hours, only sending each other a few glances. Until he approached you with the smile you fell for. He made you laugh and he liked your laugh. The chemistry was there between you. You just wouldn’t have expected to fall for him. The more you got to know him in the following months, the more you fell for him without realizing it.

Once he asked you out on an official date, things worked out well for you. From opening up to him and trusting him with the things that matter to you the most up to having your first kiss with him. You didn’t want to run away anymore, you wanted to stay. To stay with Buck and he felt the same about you. He deeply cared for you even way before you officially started to be in a relationship or officially dated. Buck wanted to make you as happy and comfortable as you‘d ever feel. He fully understood your way of life and why you ran away from love. And he understood how it was to have struggles with your parents, that‘s why you both knew how to comfort each other even more.

You understood each other. Everyone who would see and watch you would immediately notice the love that was lingering between you. You knew each other so well and knew what the other one needed. It felt like you were in sync with each other. The whole 118 admired both of you and once you and Buck announced that you two were together, they supported you both. Secretly they already knew but wanted you to officially say it out loud.

Of course, this relationship came with a few insecurities. You were scared you‘d do things wrong since it was your first relationship and Buck not wanting to make you feel uncomfortable or overwhelmed. But neither of these happened. Buck was excited to be your every first. From your first proper date, first kiss, and everything else. You were strong together. Especially once you moved in with him.

Two years later, the big day was there. Buck wanted to propose to you. Trying to plan it perfectly. He asked Bobby and Athena to help to pick out the perfect ring for you, the price didn’t matter to him. And he knew it wouldn’t matter to you as well, as you‘d even take a sugar ring. You made a few jokes before about it, the first time you did Buck realized he definitely wanted to spend the rest of his life with you. He couldn’t imagine his future without you. You were the love of his life. And he was yours.

The moment he was kneeling in front of you with a box, you knew what would happen. You already knew your answer. You could never say no to Buck. Over the years you were together with Buck, your insecurities and fears of having a relationship like your parents had washed away. You even were ready to marry, as long as it was Buck that would stand at the altar with you.

The whole scenery was perfectly decorated, just like how you liked it. After all, Buck knew you and seeing how you admired everything, made him proud of himself. And happy as well. After he asked you, "Do you want to marry me, my love? And spend the rest of your life with someone like me?" You didn’t answer him and just fell down on your knees to kiss him. He immediately realized what it meant and the biggest smile appeared on his lips. Tears built up in both of your eyes and after he put on the ring on your finger you shared many more kisses and laughter.

"You‘re unbelievable, Buck." You whispered against his lips.

"I love you."

A few weeks later you announced your engagement to the rest of the 118, who of course supported you. After you found out that Bobby and Athena helped Buck to pick out the ring, it meant even more to you and made you more emotional. You knew how much they both meant to Buck and you were so happy that Buck has found his family. Maddie seemed to be the most excited one in the whole group. She always had the fear Buck would never find the perfect match for him until she met you and immediately knew how happy you made him. You got along with her very well and you were already planning to ask her to be your bridesmaid. You just didn’t know when to ask her but there will still be enough time to figure that out.

Telling your parents about the engagement was not the easiest part on the other hand. They were not very fond of Buck himself. Especially your mother. The first time they met him they were distant, your father not that much though. Your father just warned Buck about him leaving and hurting you. Or else it wouldn’t be pretty for Buck. That was everything your father said about it. Your mother on the other hand openly told Buck that she already knew that he would leave her soon anyways as soon as he slept with you. You defended him but it was useless against her. Everything she said had to be right, she would never say anything wrong. Even though her ‚prediction' never came true.

They tried to show their happiness but you knew it was hard for them. You didn’t even want to imagine them at your wedding, especially since they weren’t able to stay in the same room for five minutes without fighting. You weren’t sure if you wanted them to be at your wedding anyways.

————

"Babe, have you already checked the e-mails?" Buck shouted from the kitchen table.

He was currently on his laptop while you were getting ready for dinner at Eddie's house. You haven’t seen him and Chris for a few days now and Buck already told you how Eddie would tell him the whole time about how much Chris misses you.

"I haven’t. Is there anything in for me?" You fixed the clothes you were wearing and came down the stairs. You both shared your mail app on the laptop.

Buck looked up and admired you. You were breathtaking.

"Don‘t stare," you chuckled and slightly swatted his arm while passing him to get a glass of water.

"I can’t resist, darling. You‘re too beautiful you know that," he smiled and looked back at his laptop. "There‘s just this one here for you."

You got over to him and leaned against his side to look at the e-Mail. While you were reading it Buck started to play with your fingers. It was an invitation from one of your old classmates in college, people you didn’t really want to meet again in your life. It was not like you disliked them but you were at a whole different point in your life than you used to be in college.

"Just delete it," you told him while he still played with your fingers.

He looked up to you but your eyes were glued on the screen. "You sure?"

You sighed. "I don’t know if I want that, Buck."

Buck pulled you into his lap and you leaned your head against his shoulder. "It’s okay. You don’t have to if you don’t want to, you know that?" He tried to reassure you. You just nodded your head and didn’t say more.

At the same very evening, you told him you‘d decided to go to this party with your old classmates. He asked you if he should come with you but you told him he didn’t have to. Buck wasn’t feeling good about that, he was worried. He saw how unsure you were about going to this party earlier that day. He didn’t say anything more but he knew he would go with you anyways. He didn’t want to let you go there alone.

Two days later he was standing in the hallway, waiting for you. He hasn’t told you yet that he was going with you but you already assumed it would lead to it. And you didn’t mind, instead, you were happy that he didn’t listen to you this time. He smiled at you when you came down the stairs, looking beautiful like always.

"What are you doing?" You asked him after you took his hand, which he had extended to you.

He smiled at you. "I‘m going with you to that college party."

You smiled back at him and kissed his cheek. "I love you so much."

He held your hand the entire time while you walked down to his jeep. The car drive was quiet but nothing you or Buck had to be worried about. Once you got into the location you were greeted by two of your old roommates that were already a bit tipsy from the alcohol. They offered you and Buck a glass but you both declined. You were not in the exact mood to drink and Buck had to drive.

Both girls were already swooning over Buck and asked you many questions about him. Who he was, how you met and if you‘re together. Once they discovered the ring you were wearing, they hugged you happily. And maybe they let out a few screams. You laughed at their reactions. Buck in the meanwhile was watching you from a few feet away. It already has been two hours since you two were there and he was happy to see you feeling more comfortable than you used to be in the beginning.

A guy came up to him, smelling like alcohol but only because someone else threw a glass on him on accident. "How di’ you do it mate?"

"What do you mean?" Buck was confused.

The guy nodded in your direction, in that exact moment you were talking to the two girls from earlier. "Them. How did you get them out of their zone? D‘you have superpowers or somethin‘." He laughed but Buck didn’t know what he meant.

The guy noticed the confused look on Buck's face and sighed. "The whole time in college I tried to gain the attention of Y/N but nothing. Nothing ever happened. I mean… Look at them. They‘re fuckin‘ hot as ever and all the things you‘re able to do with them. Things no one ever had the chance to do in college, man. Even the others had no chance. The guys call you the superhero, bro. You‘re a legend for having them in your bed."

Buck slowly nodded his head and looked back at you. He now questioned why you chose him if you apparently could have anyone. Sure, he knew your whole story but how did he get to be the lucky one and get to experience the love you had within you? But on the other hand, the words of this disgusting guy next to him made him stiffen his body and Buck got angry about how this guy talked about you.

"Kind of disappointing that I‘m not the lucky one and chose you instead though. They‘re probably so good in bed, huh? Wish I could have the chance to experience tha-" The guy mentioned and immediately held up his hands after Buck quickly looked at him, not pleased, "Hey come on, man! I was just joking." He didn’t even finish his first sentence.

Buck knew it wasn’t just some sort of joke but he didn’t want to cause any drama and let this guy go back to his friends. Now it was Buck who didn’t feel very comfortable, knowing he probably has the attention of all the guys that were standing a few meters away from him.

A few moments later you approached him with a big smile but that quickly vanished once you noticed his stiffness and stern look on his face.

"Babe, is something wrong?" You carefully caressed his cheek and looked at him. You were worried.

"Don’t worry about me, enjoy your time, love."

You shook your head. "I wanted to go home anyways but what happened? Did someone say something to you?"

His eyes wandered to some of the guys that were standing at the bar and you knew who they were and sighed. You took his hand and were ready to leave.

"Ignore them. They’re assholes. In college, they wanted to get in bed with everyone including me. But I never gave them any attention and they despised that," you mentioned.

"Hey Y/N!" One of the guys called over and waved at you. Which caused you to roll your eyes.

Even after all these years, they were still behaving like children. They never grow up and you don’t want to know how many people they tried to hook up with.

"One of them still wants you."

You quickly looked over to the guys that were still kind of looking over to you and Buck. "Let me guess.. A bit taller than you? Brown eyes and a buzz cut that looks weird on him?" You looked back to your boyfriend and disgust was written in your face.

Buck nodded his head. "Yeah. He told me about the fantasies he has about you." He looked angrily to him.

"That‘s Connor. The biggest jerk I‘ve ever met," you took his hand, "Let‘s get out of here. I can’t fucking stand them. They’re still as horrible as they used to be." You walked out with him.

You still held his hand while you were walking over the Bucks jeep. "Back in college they always tried to get me in bed, after a while they started to place bets on who would be the first one to win me over," you sighed, "Especially Connor."

Buck sighed and nodded his head and went in to hug you after you got to his jeep. You immediately hugged him back and kissed his cheek. Both of his arms were strongly around you, signaling he really needs this hug in that moment. After a few moments, he let go of you.

"Let‘s get away from here." You both said at the same time and ended up chuckling.

You both got into Bucks jeep and immediately drove home. Back home you both changed into your pajamas and got into your bed. You both didn’t talk about the encounter again but it didn’t leave Buck's mind at all. Even after you already fell asleep, he was still wide awake. Connor's words didn’t leave his thoughts. Buck was thinking about why you chose him. Out of all the people that live on earth, why him? How was he the luckiest person to have you?

It was already 3 am and Buck was still wide awake, staring at the ceiling. He didn’t even realize it started thundering. He only did when you cuddled into his arms - you always did that while thunderstorms because you felt the safest in his arms.

"Buck…?" You mumbled, still sleepy, "Why are you awake?" You yawned.

He kissed the side of your head while you snuggled into him even more. "I‘m fine don’t worry about me. Go back to sleep, babe." He whispered, hoping you‘d fall asleep again.

"Something is on your mind. I can tell," you noticed the sternness in his voice even when you were sleepy. That only awakened you more.

He sighed and put his arms around you. "I‘m just thinking about some unnecessary things."

"Nothing is unnecessary. Tell me what‘s on your mind. Is it still from the party?"

Buck shook his head, "Not really. I just.." He hesitated, "Wanted to ask you something."

You turned around to turn on the lamp on your nightstand, "What is it?" You looked at him, the light wasn’t very bright but you still were able to see his thoughtful face.

"Why me?"

You raised your eyebrows. "What do you mean, Buck?"

He looked into your eyes. "Why did you choose me? Out of all the people, why me? Am I that special?" Buck was feeling insecure.

You snuggled up to him again and kissed his arm. "Because it was my heart that chose you above everyone else." You intertwined your fingers.

"I love you, Buck. I fell in love with the person you are. The first time we met at Athena's place and the very moment you looked over to me with your wonderful smile I just knew I had to get to know you," You smiled at him which he returned, "I guess I just knew you would mean a lot to me and you absolutely do. I‘ve never felt so comfortable and seen like I do with you. Getting to know you and slowly building a friendship and not realizing that I was falling for you created the relationship we have today and will have in the future. I couldn’t be happier. You understood me, no one ever did that before and you were always there for me, Buck. My heart is completely filled with you and will always be yours. I don’t care about what anyone else ever said about you or will say, you‘ll always have my heart in your hands."

Buck had tears in his eyes and pulled you to him to kiss you deeply. You kissed him back and smiled against his lips. His hands were on your cheeks and he kissed you multiple times.

"You‘re perfect, did I ever tell you that?" He looked into your eyes again, his hands were still on your cheeks.

You pretended to think about it but smirked. "Hmm… Only a few times?"

He chuckled and kissed you again. You both got back into a comfortable position and snuggled against each other.

"I just noticed that I never thanked Eddie for basically dragging me to the dinner at Athena’s place." You whispered after a few minutes and chuckled, "We should do that. Without him, I probably would have never met the love of my life."

Buck chuckled and kissed the side of your head. "We definitely should thank him. Guess he‘s the best accidental matchmaker to exist."

You giggled and instead of sleeping Buck and you ended up talking a bit more until you happily fell asleep in each other’s arms.

He truly was your safe place and you were his. It were you and him against the world.

[kennyomegasweave]

Get to Know Me

Tagged by @negrowhat.

Three Ships 1. Over: Team/Win I liked the 30 minutes we got in Until We Meet Again. The whole "be brave about it" scene got so many bitches and I was one of the bitches. I loved Between Us. The only complaints I had had nothing to do with those two. Also, unpopular opinion, but the subs translating "hia" to bro were amazing because I call my girlfriends dude, so it didn't even occur to me that it was weird Team was calling his boyfriend bro. I'm a Californian okay. That makes more sense to me than Win wanting his hookup to call him the same name his baby brother calls him and he calls his older brother. I don't even like daddy kink, no thank you to a brother kink, lol.

2. Not Airing, But Not Over: Palm/Nueng Listen. They're so hopelessly teenage. They're like 18 and are like "we ride together, we die together, bad boys for life." Palm got Nueng's name tattooed on him, got shot for Nueng, had his mom die due to Nueng's life, his father is in the wind cause of Nueng's life, and he's still like I love you more than anyone in this world baby. Nueng really isn't better. He was like you're officially debuting as my bodyguard so I'm gonna dress you in a slutty shirt and too tight pants since you're gonna be next to me and I want people to see my fine ass man *play Nikki Bella's "you can look but you can't touch"*. They both tried to break up with the other with dramatic goodbye notes and leaving in the night. That didn't work for either of them. Palm like owns a bar at the end? And Nueng is like still gonna take over an entire company, possibly mafia? Remember, they're like 18. It makes no sense, compels me though.

3. Currently Airing: Buck/Eddie Eddie legit said to Buck after a year of knowing him "I know you love [his son] the same as I do." And then after only like a year and a half of knowing him gave him custody of his son in the event of his death and when he finally told Buck that, like maybe two and a half years after knowing him, he was like "yeah I have family, but you love my kid more than anyone, you'd fight for him more." I don't think I need to say anything more. Oh, except I will mention the time Eddie was trapped in a mudslide well underground and Buck tried to DIG HIM OUT WITH HIS BARE HANDS until their captain stopped him because, you know, that wouldn't work and also get ahold of yourself Buck. I've lived in that moment ever since. "Did you ever hear about the girl who got frozen, time went on for everyone else, she won't know it" and all that. It won't be canon cause I know my Ryan Murphy shows, but that won't stop me because they legit have a KID together.

First Ship Eric/Jack and Shawn/Angela from Boy Meets World I loved Eric/Jack together and wanted them together all the time. Even as a kid I was like "Rachael, babe, please, let them be with each other." Looking back, I know they were baby's first slash ship. Shawn/Angela were just perfect for each other and, to this day TO THIS DAY, I don't understand why they broke them up. It makes absolutely NO SENSE. Both of these ships are why I also don't acknowledge Girl Meets World at all. Because fuck that. Just fuck all that. Thank you.

I'm gonna do my first BL ship too because it's my post and I do what I want. Prem/Wad from SOTUS. Yes, I'm aware they weren't canon. And I will be FURIOUS until the day I die. Plus Wad just disappeared never to be spoken of again and I don't understand. I DON'T UNDERSTAND. Gunsmile was out here CAMPAIGNING for that ship. He would have done it! They would have made a good ship. They are the ship that should have been. I'm more angry about them not being an actual thing than I am about ToddBlack and, believe me, I am a full on clown about ToddBlack.

Last Song Serial Killer by Lana Del Rey. I will be mad as hell this was never officially released. It is in my Top 3 Lana songs.

Last Movie I haven't actually watched a movie in a really long time. So maybe it was Fair Haven months ago? I come back to that one a lot because it's not super angsty, but also not 100% fluff. It has the hint of religious trauma but even that's thrown off relatively easily cause he misses his bf that much, lol.

Currently Reading I just did a reread of The Long Walk by Stephen King. It's just sad. 100 boys are selected after volunteering to enter a yearly game in a weird alt America. They start walking at the Maine border and have to continue to walk until there's only one left alive. The winner gets anything he wants. They aren't allowed to stop for any reason. If they do stop, or fall under pace, they have three warnings and then they're shot. It's the worst because you know the entire time they're all doomed from the start, but you really hope somehow it won't end the way you've known it will end the whole time. Plus it's very fruity between two of the mains and that's like an acknowledged thing. That makes it even more devasting to me. It's one of my all time favorite books.

Currently Watching 9-1-1, Bed Friend, those are the only ones I can think of actively airing.

Currently Consuming Last night's grilled cheese.

Currently Craving Rice and an egg. Like cracking an egg on steaming rice? Perfection. I can taste it. Except I don't have any eggs. And like a cuddle buddy. I don’t cuddle but I want to, idk, lol.

Tagging: @ohnegroplease, @yourrescuemission

[sweettsubaki]

J'ai publié 8 262 fois en 2022

C'est 4 089 billets de plus qu'en 2021 !

138 billets créés (2%)

8 124 billets reblogués (98%)

Les blogs que j'ai le plus reblogués :

@spongebobssquarepants

@yramesoruniverse

@renecdote

@kitkatpancakestack

@rantblog-no1

J'ai étiqueté 5 940 billets en 2022

Seulement 28% de mes billets ne comportaient pas de tag

#911 fox - 2 708 billets

#eddie diaz - 1 372 billets

#evan 'buck' buckley - 1 329 billets

#buddie - 953 billets

#miscellaneous - 337 billets

#howie 'chimney' han - 295 billets

#911 parallels - 273 billets

#buddie parallels - 272 billets

#henrietta 'hen' wilson - 266 billets

#animals - 262 billets

Tag le plus long : 139 caractères

#i'll be honest i first saw him in hana yori dango in which ...well his nickname was 'tête à claques' which is a french expression meaning :

Mes billets vedette en 2022 :

n°5

I would like to congratulate Mochizuki Jun for taking 2 romantic moments from Princess Mononoke and merginf them into one romantic moment between Vanitas and Noé (plus another one not that long before).

Just... Congratulation

49 notes - publié le 9 mai 2022

n°4

Natsume Yuujinchou / Natsume's Book of Friends / Le Pacte des Yokai chap 100

Look at how adorable he was as a kid. I just can't.

57 notes - publié le 31 août 2022

n°3

Homura Arc (chapters 100-104) - How Ban's character highlighted Natori and Matoba's bond/Frienemieship/Whatever it is they have through cats

@joelleity here's the thing I was talking about

Heads up I haven't read the non translated chapter so this is only resting on the canon we have up to chap 108.

I've always considered NatsuYuu to be a cat people story in part because most characters have cat-like tendencies (especially if they're Ayakashi related, whether because they're Yokai or because they can see/feel them). This show is about the importance of interpersonal relationship and those are treated very much with a cat themed thesis of "even if it's just for a second and you find happiness with other people, it doesn't make its impact lesser than"...Also Natsume punching creatures bigger than he is and running away immediately is peak cat behavior u.u.

Generally speaking there are very few humans in this show who give the cat vibe as much as Matoba Seiji does.

However I didn't expect Midorikawa sensei to play with it this literally instead of just jokingly (if one day we get a chapter with any character, but especially Matoba being turned into a cat I'll die)...

More seriously though, the focus of this story is Maneki Neko exorcism tools and the fact that Ban wants to capture them for his Master who happen to be Matoba Seiji's Sister (whom I will call Lady Matoba from now on for practicality). Which actually give us these two as foils

through the Matoba siblings feud(?).

Surprising, I know. I actually don't know the point of this, I've mostly noticed a pattern and am trying to write my thoughts down.

First let's take a look at what we know of where Matoba Seiji and Natori Shuuchi are at, at the beginning of this story.

So far in the main story Matoba and Natori have been established as people who know each other through having clearly worked together before which brings some level of knowledge about each other that's common between colleagues and Natori is particularly distrustful of Matoba. They still both acknowledge the other's skills.

We've also got to know only a few chapters prior that they have known each other since high school and had moments which they remembered differently. Natori remembered not liking the loquat he tried meanwhile Matoba remembered being offered loquats only because he was with Natori and remembering the context as well as remembering Natori's experience too.

The flashback chapters, which we have had for longer, give a lot more depth to this. We know that Natori's distrust is caused both by Matoba's attitude toward casually using others (well, him specifically) AND because of Natori's family rejection because of who he is. Basically Natori has a huge inferiority complex and doesn't know how to have interpersonal relationships.

Meanwhile Matoba seeked him out regularly 'cause lonely teenage boy, and because he too sucks at interpersonal relationships, he tried to find a pragmatic reasoning for why he was there. Since he was basically raised to live, breathe and die for his clan his pragmatism is inherently linked to that. Whether he was trying to find use for his clan and took the opportunity to find a friend or he wanted a friend and took the opportunity to help his clan is left unsaid. Either way he tried to get both.

It generally seems mostly one sided in the fondness department. with the exception of that one time Natori woke up after being possessed, Matoba seems to be the only one trying to turn this into an actual friendship.

So on the one hand we've got Matoba seeking Natori out and trying to befriend him but unable to be vulnerable because that would make his clan vulnerable. Matoba even tried to get Natori to come to his clan so he'd get a talented exorcist and get an actual friend out of it (vulnerability would not be as much of a problem if it's from the inside. Granted I doubt he though that far ahead). Matoba who is used to being rejected and still tries. Though he stops trying to recruit Natori he still seeked him out. Until he stopped which we don't know a thing about.

On the other we've got Natori who doesn't want to be vulnerable out of fear of being rejected, who takes Matoba at face value and never really tries to see past the Clan Heir to who Matoba is because Matoba's front gives him an excuse to fear vulnerability.

The one time he tried, Matoba got cold feet because while hoping, he's never actually had anybody try to reciprocate a genuine interest in him as a person and didn't know how to react so he fell back on known mechanisms.

This is represented by their names. Matoba calling Natori by his first name and getting him to call him Seiji and them arriving at adulthood using their last names with a polite distance.

Neither was in a good enough place to actually manage to build strong foundations so there are foundations but they're kind of just...there waiting to be reinforced and built on.

So that's it for the run down.

But why does that matter ? Well this chapter nuances everything through more or less subtle additions which hasn't really happened yet in the main story, at least not on such a big scale.

Natori's familiarity with the Matobas

We start the arc with Natori recognizing an object belonging to someone we don't know. Just that they make him shudder. We learn at the very end that this is Lady Matoba. Which brings some behaviors to a different light.

For example when explaining who Ban is and what kind of person he is sevring, we get this:

Voir l'intégralité du billet

57 notes - publié le 29 août 2022

n°2

Natsume Yuujinchou / Natsume's Book of Friends / Le Pacte des Yokai chap 101

Matoba is such a nerd.

72 notes - publié le 3 septembre 2022

Mon billet n°1 en 2022

OK but Eddie's announcement about leaving the 118 and putting Buck on the spot at the end of 510 is sooooo similar to the way he chose to enroll in the army leaving Shannon behind.

In both cases he's running away with the excuse of taking care of his son (both were fully valid, but still excuses).

He admits to Carla that the shooting and the kidnapping both impacted him, the same way he admitted to Buck that he left for the army because he was scared.

Except now he clings to his son instead of leaving him behind. But he still leaves his partner behind without discussing with them the fact that he won't be able to have their backs first.

If there was any moment Eddie needed to get Therapy... It's now.

141 notes - publié le 3 mars 2022

Obtenez votre année 2022 en revue sur Tumblr →

[eddiebun]

softie

pairing ; eddie munson x fem!reader ♡

summary ; you’ve been neglecting the person who’s been longing for you most..

genre/warning ; just a short angsty, fluffy piece

fairy note ; i hope someone can enjoy this bc this is a super rushed lil piece aha ha,,

you were a dreamer, the glass half full kinda person, always high-spirited, and vibrant and you carried a bounce in every step.

so when you sat down with a glimmer in your eye and a beaming grin on your face to announce some big news— you were high-hoped, expecting reciprocated excitement but most of all, approval from your best friend, eddie munson.

“what’s got you so cheery?” mike spoke up, sipping on the orange juice box he had stuffed in his bag before school.

“maybe eddie finally told her.” dustin nudged mike and you leaned in, eyes narrowing in confusion, temporarily diverting from your original plan, upon hearing eddie had something to tell you, which he had not yet done.

“told me what?” you interrogated the boy and he grimaced, eyes darting back and forth between you, and the scraggly long-haired boy he bought up in conversation, cursing under his breath before continuing.

“he wanted to keep it a surprise so don’t tell him we said anything or he’ll kick our ass!” henderson whispers harshly and you nod, once again peering back at eddie briefly.

mike rolled his eyes at his friend's evident secrecy, not very stealthy, “he’s planning that dnd campaign you’ve been writing about, y’know that whole book you had with the art? the town it’s set in, the spells, races, and monsters— yeah well, he’s basically been studying it for the next campaign on friday.”

your eyes lit up in pure delight, “really?!” you gasped, clutching your hands near your heart and kicking your feet under the table.

it was always a plus to your friends that you were so approachable and open-minded, you let yourself be influenced by their interests so you could find the fun and joy in it, with them, but when eddie met you that's one he loved most out of so many of your qualities. you didn't criticize him, make snide jokes at his expense and to him, that was so new, so refreshing. everything that would excite him, would excite you just as much, you loved participating, adapting, listening, and being enthusiastic about what eddie loved, it bought you much more joy rather than any interest you had yourself.

so when you had finished your first campaign with eddie and his friends you had been jumping up and down eager for the next one and then the next one, one after the other every single time, even if it took a while for eddie to set them up.

you had gotten hit with a wave of inspiration that translated into pouring into your little notebook, a whole new dnd world. pages upon pages of written up homebrew lore and doodles to go along with everything, it wasn’t so serious to you at first, just a thing you did in your spare time but when eddie caught sight of it he asked you a million questions, insisting that it wasn’t stupid— like you had thought and he even told you he’d be able to incorporate some, if not all, of your written up ideas into a campaign or two one day and you were beyond overjoyed, you didn’t even know he could do that! it honestly only made you fall a little harder for the brown haired boy but you always pushed those feelings aside.

you glanced back at eddie upon hearing the news, wanting to stride over to him at the top of the table and crush him in a suffocating hug, but you couldn’t, this was a surprise he was planning for you.

the whole town treated eddie as if he was less than dirt under their shoes, they knew nothing about him, wouldn't even greet him with a kind glance, let alone begin to understand him. they all held so much judgment and animosity with no valid reasoning and it would break your heart— eddie, in a sad but better-then-dwelling way, just brushed it off, mumbling to you it's fine every time someone would utter freak under their breath or gesture mockingly to him. it wasn't fine, it never was, it was cruel and unfair and if it wouldn't make it worse on eddie's behalf, you would've said something, confronted them all one by one but maybe you were a bit of a coward.. an appeaser.

“what’s so funny over there henderson?” eddie called out, watching the kid's eyes go wide before he shook his head, going quiet, not wanting to get caught upon revealing the sweet plans eddie had with you in mind.

you cleared your throat, an opportune time to intervene, “i have something to share with everyone.” your voice wavered a little, everyone’s eyes now on you.

“well.. you all know chris? i'm thinking about maybe making it serious with him.” you announced with a taut laugh, rubbing your palms on your thighs, the silence making them clammy.

“like basketball chris? friends-with-mega-asshole-jason kinda chris?” gareth asked, wide-eyed and the sandwich he was eating, forgotten about on the table.

“yeah! but he’s not like jason! h-he’s really nice!” you told them, hands coming up like you were already trying to defend yourself, glancing eddie’s way but he was hard to read, just staring down at the bag of nuts he was snacking on.

“wait y/n, we didn’t think you were actually serious about that guy, like yeah maybe he’s a prom date or whatever but date, date?” dustin spoke up, leaning back in his chair and looking at you in disbelief, eyes boring into you like it would help convince you.

“huh? he’s not an asshole.” your shoulders slumped, a pang in your heart at everyone's instant gloomy response.

"yeah, i'm sure he's not like that, that you can totally fix him." mike cooed sarcastically and you scowled at the boy.

"wow, i wish i never said anything, sorry, was just an idea.." your arms crossed over your chest, breathing picking up in frustration.

you heard a chair screech across the floor on the other side of the table, wincing at the sound as you watched eddie walking out of the cafeteria, metal lunchbox under his arm, and snacks forgotten about on the table.

you sighed, leaning your head back, feeling dejected and foolish for bringing chris up when clearly everyone but you knew that he was a touchy subject.

it was wednesday now, two days since you had sat down at the table, found out about that surprise, told everyone about you and chris and two days since eddie hadn't spoken to you.

it was apparent that he was ignoring you, eddie would never avoid you like he had been, he always made time for you and would drop everything for you.

you didn't even go directly home that day, you went straight to eddie's trailer and despite not seeing eddie's van you still knocked on the front door, being greeted by his uncle and of course, being told eddie hadn't come home yet.

wayne even let you inside and you waited around for eddie for an hour or so, wayne even noticed you looked a little distressed and offered to tell eddie you had stopped by and to reach out, so eventually, you went on your way.

and even now you were still feeling troubled, chris in the driver's seat beside you as he took you home after your third date together. this was supposed to be a good night and it was, the date was sweet but you couldn't help but feel bummed out all night but on the brighter side chris hadn't picked up on it and maybe you were just convincing yourself that chris didn't need to hear any of your worries or perhaps you were a little cautious bringing up your friends in front of him.

it was true, you had never picked up on chris being anything as bad or radical as jason, the bigoted, arrogant dipstick that terrorized anyone abnormal.

sure.. he was friends with the guy but, you've had questionable friends before, okay maybe not, you did cut those friends off once you found out how awful they are. but you were trying to give him the benefit of the doubt, jason didn't have to ruin everything for everyone else.

"thanks, chris." you gave him a brief smile once you saw him pull up outside your place, leaning in to place a peck on his cheek, squeezing his hand, and promising to see him again tomorrow.

"who's that?" you felt chris leaning away, ducking his head and squinting to try to make out the figure leaning beside your door.

you followed his line of sight, instantly recognizing eddie and laughing in disbelief and a little bit of panic, "o-oh, that's my friend, i don't know what he's doing—"

"listen i know you can choose whoever you wanna be friends with, but don't you hang out with way too many guys? and he's just waiting around outside your place? isn't that one guy some drug dealer too ?" chris looked ahead at you and you blinked at him, void of any expression, "i'm just looking out for you y/n."

"don't.. don't say that." you scoffed, mouth hanging open before you pushed open the passenger door and walked towards eddie, hearing chris's footsteps behind you.

"eddie munson." chris spoke up first, before letting you even say anything.

you saw eddie's head snap in the direction of you both and you felt your heart twinge, his big puppy eyes looking between you both knowingly as he already turned on his feet to leave.

"see, told you these guys are up to no good, he's already running off like he got caught." chris scoffed, a stupid smug smile on his face.

you felt like you couldn't move in the moment, stiff and horrified.

you blinked and eddie was already pulling out the driveway, breathing in and out slowly, you turned around, "i never want to see you ever again." you muttered under your breath, trembling.

“y/n wha—“

“leave! right now!” you screeched, shoving him back with a firm shove, “you don’t get to talk about my friends like that, i don’t want anything to do with you.” you grimaced, looking him up and down before walking away in the direction of the side walk, fists balled up in frustration.

“you deserve whatever you get coming your way, you’re just like them, freak!” chris yelled bitterly, window rolled down as he zoomed past you.

you didn’t care how many i-told-you-so’s you’d have to endure upon the result of this, all you cared about was getting to eddie.

you were breathless and cold by the time you had gotten to his trailer on foot but regardless, you were there and eddie was too, you noticed his van parked on the grass.

“eddie!” you whispered out harshly, knocking on his window since you didn’t want to disturb wayne this time.

“eddie please, open the window, i gotta talk to you.” you got on your tip toes, peering through, jumping in shock when you saw it whip open and eddie standing there.

“i don’t feel like talking anymore, i’ll take you home but you can’t be here right now.” he shook his head, going to walk away but you called out for him again.

“hey, i’m sorry, p-please just let me in, it’s freezing fucking cold eddie.” you whined.

“yeah it is cold, i know.” he scoffed, watching you push yourself inside, he still helped you get safely on your feet, despite how upset he was.

“hey, i didn’t know you were back there waiting for me.. i’m sorry and about chris i’m—“ eddie cut you off, letting out a groan.

“don’t bother.” eddie forced out a laugh, sitting at the edge of his bed and twiddling rolling papers between his fingers, “i’m just some good for nothing drug dealer.” he nodded condescendingly, you went to speak up but eddie continued, “so really y/n you don’t have to bother anymore, i’m kinda done with all this.” he shrugged nonchalantly.

you were speechless, staring at the back of his head and squeezing onto your arm to comfort yourself, “you don’t mean that.” you shook your head, “a-and i don’t agree with him! i never would, i swear eddie, if i agreed i wouldn’t be here!” you breathed out, desperate.

“oh please, you just pity me— i mean c’mon..” he glanced back at you, throwing his hands up in defeat, “don’t pretend you’re not happy seeing me like this.”

you frowned in displeasure, shaking your head rapidly, “you know i’m not like that. the last thing i want to do is u-upset you eddie.” you felt your bottom lip quivering, tears threatening to spill.

“maybe that’s true but i find it hard to believe.” he sighed, breathing out the smoke he just inhaled and you noticed his hands trembling.

“no, eddie, listen to me.” you insisted, kneeling down in front of him and taking a hold of his free hand in yours, looking up at him with big eyes.

“i would never purposefully do that and i’m so sorry i let you down i-i let someone i vouched for talk to you like that..” you bite down on your bottom lip, trying not to get worked up. “i should’ve listened, to the others about what they said but i was stubborn.. i-i was hopeful, liked his affection, it didn’t have to be him but it happened to be and i took it like an idiot.” you shook your head.

“i’m sorry, that’s not the point but, eddie.. believe me, i’ll never let that happen again.” you squeezed his hand, holding his gaze.

“you really like him?” eddie tilted his head up a little, eyes darting away from you.

“i did.. i was starting to,” you admitted, “but it’s true, he’s like the others.” you mumbled, looking down and squeezing your eyes together, wanting the ground to swallow you hole.

how could you be so stupid, letting this happen, expecting everything to be dandy. it was ridiculous.

“i’m just.. i’m not as upset at you for falling for him, i’m not.” he shook his head, “i think i’m upset at myself more than anything.” he spoke quietly, you could barely hear him.

you frowned, not understanding but you didn’t force anything out at him, just comfortingly giving his hand a squeeze.

“because.. i like— i mean, ugh!” eddie groaned, rubbing his fingers to his temples and tapping his feet anxiously against the floorboards of the trailer, “i’ve like fallen really hard for you.” he admitted, eyes squeezed shut and hand covering his face.

your mouth gaped open and it was silent for a what felt like forever but was probably just a few seconds before eddie spoke up again, peeking out from the gaps in his fingers, “i don’t wanna take it out on you, like it’s your fault because it’s not, and really y/n, i don’t want your pity, whether guys you’re into insult me or not. just kinda hurts,” he breathed out, hands moving into his lap as he fiddled with the rings on his fingers, “so, if you let me be selfish we can forget this happened, go back to normal or i can forget about what chris said, you can go back to him, stop wasting time here.” he shrugged.

you couldn’t believe what he was even suggesting of you right now, “eddie, stop, stop doing that.” you frowned, “i don’t wanna go anywhere. i’m staying right here.” you insisted, taking a deep breath.

“i’ve thought about us too..” you admitted, laughing nervously and staring down at the floor, “before i ever even met chris or anything.” you shrugged, “i just.. you always talk about leaving hawkins behind and, i thought that meant you’d leave me behind too so i tried to just suppress that kinda feeling you know?” you winced at your words, feeling like your heart was beating out of your chest.

“sorry, it sounds stupid.” you shook your head, breathing out shakily and glancing up at him.

“no, it’s not stupid, what i said was stupid, making you think i’d leave you behind, i’d never be able to do that unless you forced me to.” he laughed out before pursing his lips together, eyes shyly hovering over your face, “you really used to like me though or you’re just saying that?”

“used to?” you widened your eyes before scratching behind your head shyly, “i mean.. i never really stopped thinking about the what ifs so i don’t think it’s ever been a used to..” you were nervous, being so open with him but it was a relief in a way, “so i think.. i still feel that kinda way.” you bit on the inside of your lip.

eddie’s was in disbelief, but he believed you, he didn’t have zero doubts or worries, but he could feel you were being genuine, and eddie always went with his heart, he was just a big softie at the end of the day, “so i like you, and you.. like me as well?” he asked quietly, pursing his lips together to stop the big dumb smile that was threatening to overtake his features.

“it seems like that.” you laughed, looking up at him and reaching out to take his hand, “d’you wanna hug a little?” you asked quietly, blinking up at him with the cutest expression he had ever seen.

“yes, i’d like that.” he whispered, almost inaudible but it didn’t matter, feeling him tug you up into his hold, arms snug around your waist as you laid on top of him, giggling and arms wrapping around his shoulders.

“does this mean i can take you on a date?” he asked, mumbling with his face against your shoulder and you nodded,

“mhm, you can take me on so many dates eddie munson, all the dates in the world.” you grinned from ear to ear, basking in his comfortingly warmth.

you fluttered your eyes open once you felt eddie tilting your chin up, seeing his face leaning up underneath you and you squeezed onto him reassuringly, leaning in to press your lips to his.

the way both your mouths meshed together, even if it was a little clumsy at first, sharing giggles— it felt so long overdue and natural to you both, letting yourselves run out of breath, feeling the way eddie kept his head leaned up and kissed over your every feature.

“you’re so pretty, i wanna make you my girl.” he spoke out, cheeks tinted pink and you could’ve leaned in to kiss him more for hours on end.

“then i guess i’m eddie munson’s girl, sounds pretty nice to me.” you winked, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

“oh! does this mean i’m re-invited to the campaign on friday? since you’re not being grumpy and ignoring me anymore?” you teased at which eddie playfully rolled his eyes.

“you were never uninvited, it’s for you anyway.” he shrugged, fingers dragging up and down soothingly on your arm.

“i know..” you smirked, mischievous giggle at the tip of your turn as you watched eddie’s bottom lip jut out.

“what ho— oh those little shits! they told you didn’t they?!” eddie sat up a little with you, mouth agape.

“hey! it’s fine, doesn’t ruin it for me, i love it, thank you.” you cupped his face, watching him shyly glance away, big twinkly eyes crinkling into a smile.

“well, i’m still mad at them.” he huffed, rolling his eyes and pretending to be tough, but it only made him look a hundred times cuter.

“mhm, my big scary softie!” you cooed,

"you're nghm—" you squished his cheeks together, hearing him grumble in protest before tugging your hands away from his face, "i said you're gonna be the death of me." he chuckled, kissing each of your fingers, "but i think i'm okay with that." he sighed out contently.

you've never felt everything so in place, right where you've always meant to be.

[mamibaddie]

When The Heart Beats || Vampire!Eddie Munson x reader

Chapter 2: A New Hope

Authors Note: Heyo! Here’s chapter two. The next chapter will have Eddie in it, as I have already written most of it. I plan to post the next chapter soon and write the next two chapters for “Eddie, my love”. I think alternating between these two stories will be good instead of focusing on both at the same time. I do not consent to my story being posted elsewhere or translated. Anyways, I hope you enjoy this one! If you do, please give it a like, reblog, and don’t be afraid to comment. 🥰❤️✨

Warnings: blood, grief, and some thematic elements. 18+ only!

After what felt like hours, you got off your knees, slipped on some pants, grabbed your flashlight and backpack and ventured out into the night. It was technically the same day that Eddie died. Bleeding into the darkness. You have been biking for 10 miles. Back to Forest Hill Trailer Park. Considering there were police and FBI around, they couldn’t be every where, where the slit was. You must’ve lucked out because they weren’t patrolling this area. You looked at the giant silt in the ground and it looked right back at you, glowing an angry red with black tentacles seeping out. You knew you shouldn’t be doing this, but you didn’t care. You swung your backpack to the front of you. Pulling out hiking gear that you bought at the Army Supply store.

You stabbed a nail into the ground and picked up a wooden stick you found on the ground. Opening up a big enough hole to ease into. “Here goes nothing.” You say, putting your flashlight in your mouth. You slowly lowered yourself into the Upside Down. Instantly flipping the other way. You’ll probably never get used to that no matter how many times you did this. After successfully reaching the ground, you took your flashlight out of your mouth and looked around. The stillness and quiet of it all set an ominous feeling deep in your gut. It wasn’t wise to go alone and not tell anyone where you were, but again you didn’t care.

You heard familiar voices the closer you got to the area. Only to find Robin, Steve, Nancy and Dustin. “Guys…” you said. “What are you doing here?” “We could ask you the same thing.” Robin replied. “Wait, you were going to come get his body by yourself?” You stopped and looked at all of them, shrugging silently. “I just want to give him a funeral.” “Well we’re going to have a hard time doing that. “ Dustin said. You looked at him in shock. “Why do you…” before you could finish Steve cut you off and said, “because his body’s not here.” You stopped breathing. “What?!” You walked to the spot where his body was; only to find it gone. “No, no, no, no…” you mumbled. You dropped to your knees at the place where his body once lied. “Are you sure he was here?” Steve asked. You shook your head. “I know he was here. I wouldn’t just forget something like that.” Because forgetting Eddie would be like forgetting how to breathe. You did everything together. What first was strangers, then strangers to friends, then friends into lovers. Just to be ripped away from each other before starting your lives together. “I hate to say this… but maybe… his body was carried away…” Robin said, gently, trying to not add insult to wound. You looked over your shoulder at her. You knew she meant no harm but in the moment, you wanted to slap her. But what good would it do? Plus she was your best friend. You couldn’t hurt her. But then you thought about it, how horrifyingly possible it was. You all searched the ground and there were no blood stains dragged across the surface any where. “I don’t understand… he was right here.” Dustin choked back a sob. “Maybe we shouldn’t be here.” Steve said, looking around. “So what? We leave his body again?” You ask with a stern voice. “No, we’re not just leaving his body here because now there IS no body to leave.” He paused for a moment and breathed out a sigh. “Look, we will come back soon and search but for now, let’s head back to the surface and make a plan.” They all started moving back to the tear in the sky. You stayed where you were and Robin noticed. “You coming?” “In a minute.” “I’ll stay and help you look, if you like?” You smiled at her. She was truly a good friend. “I couldn’t ask you to do that.” “I really don’t mind.” You didn’t respond. Instead you reached out and touched the ground, only for it to feel cold. You even touched his blood and it ran cold too. As if he hadn’t been there for hours. You shone your flashlight and looked around. Robin followed you and used hers as well. It was at that moment you felt someone looking at you. You look to the left and that’s when you thought you heard rattling. It could’ve been a demogorgan for all you knew. “Maybe we should go.” Robin stated. “Yeah… yeah I agree.” You got up and walked to her. Both of you not fully turning each other’s back. “I wonder what other spooky things lurk in here.” “Yeah, there’s no telling.” You reply.

————————-

It’s been two days of constant praying and pleading. You begin to isolate yourself, And Steve and Robin noticed. It wasn’t deliberate, it’s just how you’re trying to cope. It wasn’t until they invited you to come volunteer with them that you pushed yourself to go outside and pretend to be an actual person. There wasn’t a concrete plan to go back and search for Eddie. We’d have to go back to the Upside Down and Hawkins is crawling with all kinds of journalists, military, and police officers; it wasn’t brought up again. You felt completely helpless and hopeless. You weren’t quite sure what to do.

You all get out of the car and grab a box to donate. You picked some stuff of your own that you were sick of looking at and didn’t need anymore. You didn’t have it in you to begin to go through the things Eddie left behind in your room, bathroom, closet, and other nooks and crannies.

While Robin was making PB&J sandwiches, Steve was folding laundry and Dustin was checking on people. You were put on organization duty. You begin to make little toiletry bags for people whose homes were effected during the tear in the ground.

You hear laughter coming from your right and peek over. Robin and Vickie are making PB&J’s together while flirting. You smile at them forlornly. Their continued laughter settles in your heart like a stone. You were happy for your best friend. Truly you were. But there was a part of you that slowly started to become hopeless and bitter. It pained you to see everyone make it out unscathed, while you and Dustin lost someone very important to you both. You blinked by the tears that were forming in your eyes and let out a deep breath.

You were convinced that whoever created this world, abandoned you. You were so deep in prayer that it became almost the only thing you did during the past 48 hours. Maybe your mother was right, maybe you should seek a grief counselor. Processing all of this grief without any help could not be healthy at all. While you were organizing another toiletry bag, you could’ve sworn you heard a small whisper of your name “Y/N….” and a cold touch on the side of your neck. You gasped and turned around. No one was there. You looked around with wide eyes but no one was paying attention to you. Then you heard it again… “Y/N…Y/N….”. This time was more frantic. You snapped out of the trance you were in to hear Robin behind you. You turned around and seen her, Steve, and Dustin staring at you. “What…what happened?” You breathed out. “We’ve been calling your name for the past four minutes…” Robin said. You blinked a couple times, suddenly feeling fatigued. “Well, what is it?” You look around to see people going outside and looking out of the windows. “What’s going on?” “We don’t know.” Steve stated. “C’mon.” You all go outside and look up at the sky, only to see dark clouds rolling in and small, white particles that looked similar to ash falling from the sky. You reached out and turned your hand Palm side up to allow the particles the stay in your hand. While there’s an ominous feeling hovering around you, all you could feel was a renewed sense of hope. Maybe you were heard after all. If the Upside Down comes to Hawkins, maybe just maybe, you’ll be reunited with your love once more.

Taglist: @capmedusa @lunar-flwr @celestixldarling @nxrdamp @da-disappointment @ratherdieasthedevil @saltysoftgrungeofscience