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taintedcigs · 1 year ago

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You should have gone with Eddie, like you normally do. What if he gets angry again? What if he’s upset? Is that why he sounded so grumpy when you called him last night to remind him that you already made plans? No. He already knew about it since Saturday and he wasn’t mad or upset. OMG I ALREADY FEEL SO SO SAD FOR THE READER. SHE NEEDS TO SPEND SOME ALONE TIME FRFR.

Steve had always intertwined his fingers with yours, holding your hand tightly to stop you from chewing on your nails. His hold on your hand was more effective anyways when it came to calming your anxiety. STOP STOP. im already gonna start crying. steve centric chapter will get to meKDJFJGH.

Every time you look into his soft eyes, every time you feel his gentle touch, every time you hear his kind words, you wonder why he had been so rough and harsh when you were still his. What changed? Why is he like this now? Why wasn’t he like this back then? UGHHH. i feel for reader so so much. she deserves so much better. AND SHES RIGHT!! WHYSTEVE WHY?!?! u still got a lot to make up for!!!!

“You don’t have to spend your break with me if you don’t want to.” ill seriously cry hes such a pathetic cutie patootie im gonna cry SHE DOES WANT TO SIT W U STEVIE PLSSS.

“Yeah. As friends.” oh uuu little little liar!!!!!

“Nah, I shared it with you, dolly.” im sorry dolly always gets to me in the best way possible im gonna shed so many tears.

She knows that he was looking forward to this. The lunch date with you. Robin can’t let this happen, not when she saw how nervous you looked when you waited for Steve in front of Scoops Ahoy earlier. IM CRYING AT ROBIN COCKBLOCKING BOTH STEVE AND EDDIE SDJFDKH. OH SHE'S A READER X NANCY SHIPPER LIKE ME.

“You keep running away from your feelings, you can’t even freaking face them!” THAT PART. U JUST CALLED ME OUT SO BAD. I ALSO SAID THIS BEFORE BUT I LOVE THIS. ITS SO RELATABLE. ROBIN WANTING SO BADLY TO BE THERE FOR READER AND FEELING SO DESPERATE WHEN SHES SO CLOSED OFF. UGH JUST THE BEST.

“You are so scared of everything and you keep running away from things instead of fighting for them. You loved Steve so much but you let him go so easily–” “Are you blaming me f-for what happened? A-Are you saying it’s my fault that he left me?” Your voice trembles as you speak. NOOOO THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTING. i feel like i kinda get what robin means here, but she could've worded it better!! but i totally get it. because she did kinda run away after everything that happened w steve. which i don't blame her for, but it would've been a tad bit healthier if she confronted it and told steve what she really really felt, i think thats what robin meant by "fighting" too!!

“I saw you with Eddie, at the lake yesterday. I saw the way you looked at him before you pulled away. I saw you with Steve and the way you looked at him.” OH MY GOODDD. WE R GETTING DOWN TO IT. GO ROBIN. GO ROBIN.

“I-I can’t reach happiness, no matter how hard I try to move on. There’s always something. I-I just can’t be happy. I keep ruining everything, Robin. Steve was my best friend a-and we ruined it, we ruined our friendship for a relationship that fucking sucked. He never wanted me, h-he never even loved me. I’m pretty sure he only loved the idea of us being together – despite the things he’s telling me now, I struggle to believe that he loved me. I loved him, I really fucking loved him and losing him hurt so fucking much – even now,” you whisper. I relate. i love our relatable queen reader. just having an existential crisis.

“I-I do.. I have – you’re right,” you stutter, closing your eyes, “you’re right about everything you said and I hate myself for it, Robin. I hate myself so much.” NOOO IM GONNA CRY:(( SHES SO HARD ON HERSELF :(( POOR BB!!!

“You desperately need a girls night, you need to talk to girls! You need to talk about your feelings, cry to your favorite movies and songs, eat sweets, get drunk!” She smiles, squeezing your shoulders, “I know Heather is busy with Argyle but Chrissy and I are here. We should hang out tonight, just the three of us, no boys allowed.” EXACTLYLKJSDFLKJ IM SO SO HAPPY FOR THIS. SHE NEEDS A GIRLS NIGHT. W GIRLS. CAN WE INVITE NANCY.

OMFG I LOVED THIS CHAPTER ANDYYY, LIKE I SWEAR U R ONE OF THE BEST WRITERS ON HERE I CAN NEVER UNDERSTAND U DOUBTING YOURSELF BC THIS WAS AMAZING!! SO SO GOOD. I LOVED THE ANGST AND THE SAD PARTS BC EVERYTHING ROBIN SAID WAS LIKE A WARM HUG. UGH JUST FELT LIKE A WARM BLANKET WAS WRAPPED AROUND ME. I LUV IT!!! I CANT WAIT FOR MORE HEHEHE!!!

“Ew, don’t you ever call me that again.” (also i love her so much)

I knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss | part twenty three

Warnings: angst, mentions of an ED, mentions of reader not eating, mentions of heartbreak and unrequited love. Not proofread!

Pairings: Steve Harrington x fem!reader , Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Summary: After weeks of staying silent, Robin finally confronts you about your feelings.

Word count: 4k

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You stare at the tiled ground. Bouncing your knee and chewing on your nails, trying to calm your heart from pounding. The sinking feeling in your chest makes you so anxious.

You shouldn’t have done this.

You shouldn’t have offered to spend time with Steve.

You shouldn’t have offered to go out with him for lunch.

You should have gone with Eddie, like you normally do.

What if he gets angry again?

What if he’s upset?

Is that why he sounded so grumpy when you called him last night to remind him that you already made plans? No. He already knew about it since Saturday and he wasn’t mad or upset.

Or, maybe he was just better at hiding it this time. He hurt you when he found out about the kiss with Steve. He hurt you and that is something he would never do again. You know it. That is why he kept his feelings to himself this time, right?

Oh god.

You really hope that he isn’t angry, hurt or upset.

The last thing you want to do is hurt Eddie.

You flinch in surprise when a large hand takes hold of your wrist. You look up with wide eyes, about to pull your hand back when you lock eyes with Steve. Your shoulders slump in relief and you take in a deep, shaky breath. You look down at his hand, still wrapped around your wrist.

“Don’t do that,” he says as he softly pulls your hand away from your lips, looking down at your freshly manicured nails, “you’re gonna ruin your nails.”

Your heart flutters in your chest.

His hazel eyes scan your face, he notices the worry etched in your beautiful features.

“What’s wrong?” He asks, stepping closer to you, “are you okay?”

His soft voice, his kind eyes and his words are almost so foreign. It’s been almost a year since your relationship ended and yet, you get taken back to it every time you’re with him.

Even in the beginning, when he was so good to you, he still wasn’t this gentle with you.

“Y-Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”

“You’re chewing on your nails. You always used to do it when you were anxious.”

He can see the way your eyes flash with surprise and the way your brows furrow in confusion.

Did you really think that he forgot anything about you?

“Oh, I uh, I’m fine.”

He scans your face. You’re lying, he knows it.

You look both nervous and anxious and a part of him fears that he is the cause of it.

“You don’t have to spend your break with me if you don’t want to.”

“What? No! No, it’s not that. I want to.. I want to spend time with you. I-I mean, we’re friends, we can just hang out together,” you shrug, trying to give him a smile, “as friends, right?”

He smiles. You’re blushing and smiling nervously. It’s cute.

“Yeah. As friends.”

There’s a moment of awkward silence between you both. You stare at each other, neither of you making a move. You just stare at each other as he is still holding your wrist. For a brief second, he looks down at it, he loosens his grip around your wrist, letting his fingers glide down your knuckles and your ringed fingers. The urge to just take your hand and never let it go is so strong.

He lets it go, raising his hand to run it through his hair, he takes a deep breath.

“So, what do you want to eat?” He asks, looking around the crowded mall.

You shrug.

“I’ll have whatever you want.”

He furrows his brows when he looks back at you.

“Is that so?” He asks, amused. “You always used to fight about where we should eat.”

A smile pulls at your lips, you nudge his shoulder, shaking your head at him.

“That’s not true!”

“Yes, it is.”

“No, it’s not,” you mumble, rolling your eyes with a smile on your face.

“So if I say let’s get KFC, you will say yes?”

A laugh falls from your lips.

“Of course you want KFC.”

He raises his brows, “what’s that supposed to mean?” He chuckles.

You lick your lips, looking at the passing people before you lock your eyes with him again. You nudge his shoulder with yours as you start walking.

“That’s like all you ever wanted to eat, Steve.”

“Yeah and that’s something you never wanted to eat,” he chuckles, “all you ever got was fries. Or mashed potatoes.”

“Well, the mashed potatoes are really good– oh, sometimes I stole your chicken though.”

“Nah, I shared it with you, dolly.”

You feel a pang in your chest. One that makes you swallow harshly, biting back the bitterness on your tongue. You try to leave the pain in the past but every time he says something that reminds you of your past with him, you feel the same pain all over again.

The same pain that you have felt when he flirted with others. The same pain that you have felt when he started ditching you for her. The same pain that you have felt on the awful night he had broke your heart and everything that came after that.

You look down with a smile on your face, trying to hide the hurt in your eyes.

You don’t want him to see how much you are still hurting. He can’t see. He can’t know. Not when you want this to work out. Not when you want to give your friendship a second chance.

You know that this might be a bad idea.

Spending time with him. Being alone with him. Letting him back into your life like this but, he just means too much to you to just let him become a stranger again.

You can be friends again, without wanting more, right?

You know that you can do it, but can he?

Can Steve accept being just a friend?

A part of you thinks that he can’t. He had proven it a few times already, that he can’t be just a friend. It’s in the way he looks at you, it’s in the way he touches you, it’s in the way he says your name, it’s in the way he kissed you.

But you want it to work out. You want him in your life. You want him to be your friend again.

“Hey guys! Wait up for me!”

You and Steve halt in your tracks, both turning around to see Robin rushing towards you both.

“You gotta be kidding me,” Steve mumbles under his breath.

“Aaron told me to take the break with you,” she smirks at Steve, who rolls his eyes at her.

She squeezes herself in the middle, wrapping her arm around your shoulder.

“Let’s get some fries, girl.”

A smile appears on your face, a look of relief flashing in your eyes, which makes her feel better about intervening.

‘Sorry, Steve.’ She thinks to herself.

Robin’s eyes roam your face. Her brows are knit together as she watches you.

You’re sitting across from her, playing with the fries on your plate that you have only eaten half of. There’s a troubled look in your eyes, you are chewing on your bottom lip, blinking as you stare down at your lap.

Steve is rambling, talking about some horror story Dustin had most likely made up while sipping on his Dr. Pepper. She isn’t really listening, too busy trying to figure you out.

She wonders what you’re thinking about for you to look so.. sad.

She needs to talk to you. She can’t wait till the summer is over. She needs to talk to you and she knows that you need to talk about it as well.

“Hey Steve?” She turns towards him, interrupting his rambling, “can you get me something?”

He sighs in annoyance.

“What?”

She shakes her empty cup, giving him a hopeful smile, “another sprite?”

He rolls his eyes at her but he stands up from his seat, “you’re lucky I like you.”

She snorts.

He gathers the empty boxes on the table, placing them all on the food tray. He looks down at you and the food you didn’t finish, “are you not gonna eat that, y/n?”

Finally, you look up.

You look lost, staring at him with a frown as though you don’t understand what he means.

“The fries,” he mumbles, pointing at your tray.

You look down, shaking your head, “n-no, I’m not very hungry,” you say, reaching for the drink as you look back up, “I had a big breakfast.”

He frowns, knowing that there’s no truth behind your words. There’s not much he can do about it though. Steve had worried about you and your wellbeing from the day his parents pointed out the changes in you. Ever since then, he had watched you closely, feeling more helpless than ever as there was nothing that he could do to help.

He swallows, looking down sadly, he reaches for your tray, “alright. Do you want anything else?”

“No, thanks,” you smile, shaking your head.

He nods, giving you a smile back before he walks away, leaving you and Robin to yourselves.

You wrap your lips around the plastic straw, looking out the window, you watch the people at the food court as you take a sip of your sweet drink. Unaware of Robin’s concerned eyes on you.

Your eyes fall on the three teenage girls sitting by the big water fountain. The one in the middle is holding a magazine, reading something to her friends who are giggling at whatever she is telling them. One of them is wearing a green scrunchie on her wrist, it’s similar to the one you used to have. You don’t know where it went, it must’ve disappeared in one of yours or his drawers.

She nudges your foot under the table, speaking your name softly.

You tear your gaze away from them, raising your brows in question when you see the look on Robin’s face. The sad frown.

“Yeah? What’s wrong?”

She looks around, leaning closer after taking a deep breath.

“Are you okay?”

For a moment, there is nothing but silence between the two of you. She takes in the look of your face, watching the way your features twist into confusion.

“What?”

“Are you okay?”

The feeling of the weight crashing from your chest into your stomach, suddenly makes you feel sick. You don’t know why her words affect you the way they do but, the longer you look at her and the longer you watch the concerned look in her eyes, you feel like crying.

You blink, hoping that no tears will well up in your eyes.

“Yeah,” you say after a moment of hesitation.

Her shoulders slump and she sighs. She doesn’t have to say it out loud for you to know that she doesn’t believe you.

“Why?”

Robin takes a deep breath, leaning back in her seat, she raises her hands towards her face, running her fingers through her hair.

“Y-You’re just, you’re not – can I be honest with you?”

You cross your arms over your chest, nodding, “always.”

“Okay,” she nods, sighing. “You’re different.”

“What?”

“You’re acting weird. You’re not yourself.”

You straighten your back, leaning closer to the table, “what do you mean?” You frown.

“Ever since that stupid date with that asshole, you have been acting weird, which is totally understandable considering what happened b-but, you were doing so good before that, you were moving on from Steve, you were doing better every day a-and after that night, you just, it’s like, you took ten steps back. And, I promise, I’m not judging you but I’m really fucking worried about you.”

You’re a little taken aback. You didn’t expect this.

“W-What?” You chuckle, nervously.

“Just when you were getting better all this shit hits the fan!”

You furrow your brows at her.

“You’re not eating,” she points to the now empty table, “you’re friends with Steve again – which hey, I get now cause it turns out that Steve Harrington is actually a pretty nice dude now that he’s.. changed,” she mumbles, rolling her eyes. “B-But, you two kissed not too long ago and that upset Eddie which in turn upset you when he found out and acted like a total brat a-and– god!” She pulls at her hair, groaning in annoyance as she takes a deep breath again, “you should be focusing on yourself but you’re stuck between Steve who you are still very much in love with, obviously. And Eddie, who’s clearly more than just–”

Before she can even finish the sentence, you jump up from your seat out of sheer panic, slamming your drink on the table before you rush out of the restaurant, leaving Robin to sit by herself.

She calls out your name, throwing her hands up. She knows what you’re doing, you are trying to run away, but she won’t let you.

She curses under her breath, pushing herself up from her seat and rushes out.

It’s 1pm on a Monday, the mall isn’t very crowded, yet she needs a moment to find you. She squints her eyes, looking around for you.

“God damnit, girl,” she mumbles.

You’re fast, she’s gotta give you that. Every time you run away from something or someone, you make a quick escape and disappear into thin air. She keeps looking around until she finds you walking into the hallway that leads to the bathrooms.

She follows you, catching up with you just before you walk into the bathroom. She wraps her hand around her wrist, pulling you back, softly.

“Y/n.”

You flinch, pulling your hand out of her grasp as you turn around to face her.

“Leave me alone, Robin.”

“No!” She shakes her head, grabbing your shoulders when you try to leave again, she slams you against the wall, keeping her hands on your shoulders. “I’m not letting you run away again – that’s what you keep doing, by the way, if you haven’t noticed. You run away from everything, y/n!”

“T-That’s not true,” you mumble.

“Yes it is.”

You try to hide the fact that her words felt like a punch to your gut.

“You keep running away from your feelings, you can’t even freaking face them!”

Your jaw clenches. You feel the anger bubbling inside of your chest.

“You can’t even admit to them!”

You know she is talking about him and it’s making your heart race.

She’s right, you don’t want to face them, you want to keep running, hoping that they won’t catch up to you, hoping that they won’t ruin yet another good thing in your life.

“Stop.”

She can’t see the tears in your eyes because you’re looking down, hiding them.

“I know you have feelings for Ed–”

“Stop it, Robin!” You yell, trying to hide how nervous you are.

She finally lets go of you and she takes a step back, eyeing you up and down with a shake of her head. She loves you, you’ve become one of her closest friends. She cares about you and your feelings, but she can’t stand watching you make yourself suffer.

It wasn’t Ray who did this to you. He only triggered the feelings that have been inside of you already. You let the walls of lies crumble down the moment he touched them. You have never been okay, not even when you started to look okay. You were struggling, you were always struggling, even with Steve.

You are scared, that’s why you keep running instead of fighting for the things that you love.

“You’re a coward.”

Another punch to your gut.

The coil in your throat tightens and you swallow down harshly before you raise your head to look at her. You almost expect her to look at you in anger and disgust but instead you find the look of pity in her eyes.

Tears well up in your eyes, your bottom lip trembles the longer you look at her.

“You are so scared of everything and you keep running away from things instead of fighting for them. You loved Steve so much but you let him go so easily–”

You scoff, staring at her in disbelief.

“Are you blaming me f-for what happened? A-Are you saying it’s my fault that he left me?” Your voice trembles as you speak.

Her eyes widen and she shakes her head, raising her hands up, “no! N-No, that’s not what I’m saying!”

“Then what are you saying, Robin? Cause it sounds like you’re blaming me for the break up!”

“I-I just mean that you let him go! You let him go even though you loved him to death! I’m not saying that he deserved you to fight for him because he really didn’t deserve it at all – this is about you, not him. You loved him and you didn’t bother to even demand real answers, you just let him go because you were scared of the real answers, you were scared of the confrontation, you were scared because you gave him so much and it still wasn’t enough b-but I know that you wanted to fight for him, I fucking know it and you know it too.”

The mask is slipping and you are forced to show how much you are struggling.

“You ignore everything around you because you’re scared!”

“N-No.”

“You never show how you really feel.”

You draw your bottom lip between your teeth, trying to stop it from trembling. You shake your head.

“You keep lying. You keep lying to yourself and to everyone around you.”

A flush creeps up your face, your heartbeat quickens. You feel both ashamed and scared. You thought you were good at hiding it, your feelings.

“No,” you lie, again.

“Y/n,” she sighs, giving you a sad look.

“You aren’t lying?”

You shake your head.

“Alright, well, if you aren’t lying then tell me why you’re not eating or why you stopped talking to me about how you feel – cause at some point you used to talk to me.”

Your shoulders fall and you close your eyes when you can no longer hold the tears back.

She is right.

She is right about everything.

You lean against the wall behind you, trying to wipe away the tears subtly.

“I saw you with Eddie, at the lake yesterday. I saw the way you looked at him before you pulled away. I saw you with Steve and the way you looked at him.”

“Robin..”

“No, don’t ‘Robin’ me!” She throws her hands up, “I’m sick of you pushing me away because you think that I will judge you and your feelings for them! I’m your friend, y/n. I’m here and I’m not going anywhere. I’m here for you, I’m here to listen, I’m here to talk, I’m here to help so please, please let me help you because I’m going insane watching you being so hard on yourself!”

What did you do to deserve her?

You are so sick of your feelings.

You are so sick of falling in love and ruining everything because of it.

You are so sick of setting yourself up for failure.

You look back at her, bouncing your knee as you look at her through your tears.

Her eyes soften when she sees how much you are struggling. She takes a step closer. “I’m here, y/n, and I’m not going anywhere. I promise. You can talk to me, about anything.”

How can you talk about your feelings when you refuse to acknowledge them?

How can you talk about something that you don’t want to accept?

“I-I just, why does this keep happening to me?”

Robin’s heart breaks at the sound of your shaky voice.

“What do you mean, y/n?”

You swallow the coil in your throat and raise your hand, wiping your tears in annoyance.

And for the first time, Robin sees how much pain there actually is, how much pain you have been hiding all these months. It’s in your eyes, it’s in your voice, it’s surrounding you.

“I thought befriending Steve would numb the pain,” you breathe, closing your eyes to take a deep breath, “but I still love him.”

Her gaze softens, she scrunches her face up, watching the way you try so hard not to break down.

“A-And Eddie,” your voice cracks and for a brief moment, you look up at the ceiling, trying to calm your breathing.

Robin looks down.

“I-I do.. I have – you’re right,” you stutter, closing your eyes, “you’re right about everything you said and I hate myself for it, Robin. I hate myself so much.”

Robin’s large sad eyes don’t make it any easier for you.

She whispers your name, sadly. Not hesitating to pull you into a hug and wrapping her arms around you tightly.

“Don’t say that,” she whispers.

You don’t say anything, you just close your eyes and hug her back.

“I ruin everything with my feelings–”

“No, you don’t. It’s not your fault, y/n. It’s not your fault, okay?”

She listens to your sniffles, she feels the way your body is shaking as you try to keep the sobs in.

A part of her feels guilty for being the trigger of all of this but the other part knows that this is what you needed.

You need to talk about your feelings.

You need to let yourself feel.

“You know what you need?”

“Therapy?” You joke even though there’s tears rolling down your face.

“Yeah that too but that’s not what I was gonna say.”

You pull away from the hug, chuckling at her words.

“I haven’t seen Eddie today though.”

“Oh my god,” she mumbles, rolling her eyes, “you know what? He’ll survive one day without you and you will too, like I said, you need a girls night.”

“Girls night,” you nod, trying to give her a smile.

“Yeah, now let's get you into the bathroom, you look like a racoon with your mascara running down like that.”

You raise your hand to wipe it away but she stops you.

“No, you’re gonna make it worse! Go,” she gestures to the bathroom, pushing you towards it.

“Okay, mom.”

“Ew, don’t you ever call me that again.”

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two-red-lungs · 2 years ago

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Collection of Lost Boys thoughts I have:

Wait is Star just David’s beard (slang for ‘dating someone’ as a coverup for sexual orientation). Is that. Is that what’s going on

So David ‘n Michael really just are Hannibal and Will with the whole “how far are you willing to go/trying to kill one another” dynamic huh. Seems fruity to me IDK

New challenge: Marko tries to keep his tongue inside his mouth for more than 15 minutes. He WILL not make it. Put that thing back where it came from or so help me

Does anyone in this FUCKING GANG have more than a singular ear piercing??? Guys WHAT are you doing. Is to match? Is it a matching thing???

If this movie was made in 2022 the big epic David and Michael final fight would have ended with them really aggressively love/hate kissing

The idea that since they don’t wear helmets sometimes one of the boys just fucking BRAINS themselves is so funny to me. (David voice) “Pack it in, boys, we’re calling it an early night. Marko’s gonna need a day to heal after he split his fuckin’ head open on that rock”

Star should date Robin from Stranger Things because A. Robin would be SO head over heels for her and B. Star doesn’t get any attention from the boys and I just know she and Robin would become an inseparable unit

When David blew smoke in Michael’s face on the boardwalk he ABSOLUTELY wanted to kiss the dude. Officer that’s not an undead vampire that’s a repressed gay man who has internalized his feelings so much they come out as aggression

PAUL HAS A COMMENT ABT EVERYTHING??? During the chinese food scene he just HAD to interject like, every five seconds. He’s so chatty. He’s the running commentary. I feel like he could sweep u away in a one-sided conversation honestly

“Michael don’t :((((( it’s blood :((((((” Yes go queen give us nothing, you literally didn’t try to stop him even a little bit

David drinking from the Blood Bottle was just

Do we all agree Dwayne is the silent honeypot and Paul is the talker (not the sweet-talker, more just Talks So Much At You that suddenly you’re in a different location with no idea how you got there)

DWAYNE PLAYING DEAD ON THE FLOOR??? His mental voice just saying “oh yeah, this is gonna surprise em, gonna get em so good with THIS one, the ol I’m dead trick”

They all drive in formation right. Do they take turns on who has to be in the far back because they get sprayed to shit w sand and dirt

IMAGINE THEM ALL STANDING AROUND WAITING FOR THEIR BIKES TO FILL UP AT THE GAS STATION SDUBDFGDFG 🧍🧍🧍🧍

This is terrible but I'm so right okay??? If the boys pick a target who won’t respond to flirting they use Laddie. Walk him over, hand in hand, with him fake-crying like “hey, scuse me, my brother can’t find our pops and he’s real upset about it, think you can help us out?”

Does the blood have a drug effect? BC Michael is clearly zonked as soon as he drinks it, like the dude is toasted

The bonfire scene was.... kinda hot. Idk don’t look at me

What is the Boys’s bedtime ritual like??? They all gotta get up there. They all fall asleep at the same time. Do they talk??? Gossip? Does David slap the backs of their heads and say “shaddup, ‘m tryin to sleep”???

A really epic way to kill a TLB-style vampire would be to trap them in a sunbed and turn it on. Instant smoke/fog machine. Lots of screaming.

None of the boys can sneak up on people, they’re all so fucking jingly

#the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys #david the lost boys #TLB #the lost boys marko #the lost boys paul #the lost boys dwayne

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titlemewickedwonderland · 2 years ago

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Blackmailed Love Affair - Robin Buckley (One-Shot)

Summary: Y/n and Robin used to be childhood best friends up until Y/n began dating Jason Carver out of the blue. Robin couldn't understand why her best friend would just ditch her for popularity and begin to bully her. But a chance encounter in the girl's bathroom finally revealed the truth behind the secrets both girls shared.

Pairing: Robin Buckley x Ex BFF!Reader

W.A.C Winner: @pastelbabygirl19

Auth.Note: Thank you so much for the patience on this one! I hope you enjoy reading, lovelies! A little bit of a different POV this time around per the request of my lovely winner!

Written in Robin's POV

She was insufferable. Someone who I just couldn't fucking stand. She could be crass, rude, and downright evil when she wanted to be. But she wasn't always like that. She used to be such an amazing girl to hang out with. Always so helpful, so sweet, and the most reliable person you could ever ask to be around. If someone was in trouble. She would be the one to take the fall to help them. She was that kind of girl. The problem was, she wasn't like that anymore. Not since that day that Jason Carver decided that she was his Hawkins Queen. I never knew what she saw in him. Sometimes, I'd like to think that she wasn't into him at all; just the way her eyes would always gloss over when he went into a rant or speel of whatever was on his mind that day. Or whenever her gaze would automatically drift around the room as if searching for someone. I'd like to think that perhaps she and Jason were meant to be just because I wanted her to be happy. I was selfish because she used to be my best friend. She used to be the best fucking thing in my life; the reason I woke up in the morning. But now, she was my walking nightmare. I fucking hated her. But god did I love the fuck out of her. Y/n knew all about the fact that I was gay. She was the first person I had ever told when I accepted the fact that I liked girls instead of guys. She didn't judge me as I thought considering this time in age same-sex love was the most taboo thing besides murder. But she didn't judge because she confessed that she liked girls too. But she liked boys too which of course I was okay with. Back then I didn't mind. But now, the longer I watch from afar at how she laughs at whatever stupid shit her cronies said and the way she'd lean up under Jason's arm all I wanted was to scream in her face and call her a little liar.

She was a little liar. A liar because she promised me she'd never abandon me. She promised we'd always be friends and that she'd always love me. But here she was standing on the entirely different side of the spectrum of Hawkins High. I hated it so fucking much. Not because I lost my best friend. But because she damn well knew I loved the hell out of her. I'd always loved her; she was the reason I turned gay. She was the first person who I had ever experienced true love with; she was the first girl who gave me a chance to fool around with. We never actually went to bed together but we'd kissed before; it never had changed our relationship between us because she never wanted to go further than some kisses. She never gave me the chance to tell her that I loved her more than just friends with benefits if you even care to call it that before she did a 180 and got turned to the dark side. She didn't mean to bully me. I'd like to think that at least. The way she'd be so mean to me, bully me in all kinds of ways but never physically harm me. But whatever she'd throw at me, whatever she'd dump on me, no matter what cruel and mean words she'd say to me. I knew she regretted it by the way her evil little smile would dim and her eyes would plead for me to forgive her. The regret inside of those e/c orbs would always dig that thorn into my heart a little bit more.

Steve had been there for me along the way. I never thought that I'd ever be friends with Steve Harrington. The former king of Hawkins High. But he'd been there for me when Y/n started bullying me. Funny how he used to do the very same thing to other people before he'd changed his ways and unknowingly given the crown to Jason Carver; the basketball captain of Hawkins High. Now, instead, he was the one who'd replaced the hole in my heart that my best friend no longer occupied. He was the one who even right now as we sat on the hood of his car during lunch period was the one who was trying his best to switch my mood. Trying to shoo away the dark gloom of a thunder cloud that seemed to make residence over my head the instant Y/n walked outside to Jason's car.

"They know we can see them right?" I grumbled glaring across the lot a few cars down to where he and I could clearly see Jason and Y/n in the front seat of his vehicle making out as if the world was going to end. "If they start fucking I swear to god Steve I'm going to throw my food on Carver's car."

"Hey, Robin calm down." Steve's hand rested on my shoulder as he looked uncertainly over at the making-out couple.

"She knows what she's fucking doing Steve! She fucking knows! And she knows it'll piss me off!" I clutch my sandwich so hard in my hands it crumbled dropping some of the items onto my lap.

"You can't do anything about it Rob. You guys were never together…you fooled around but that doesn't mean that you have a right to her." my glare made him raise his hands in the air defensively. "I'm just trying to tell you how it is. I know you love her but damn either tell her or leave her the fuck alone. You can't pine after her across the room all the time and be pissed off when you have the power to do something about it."

I looked away from him to glare angrily at my sandwich before crumbling it up in the wrapper and slid off the hood of his car to go throw my trash away. I had to pass by the stupid couple towards the nearest trash can and I made to bump into the car so they know there were on-lookers. As soon as I met Y/n's surprised eye I shook my head at her and walked off to throw my trash. I could feel her eyes on me as I headed inside with Steve running after me and calling my name. I mean, he wasn't wrong. I hated it but he wasn't wrong. I've been allowing her to do all this shit to me while keeping my lips sealed about our little secret. I was so tired of it. So I chose to finally gather some courage to tell her straight up whenever I had the chance today.

That chance came far too quickly for my liking since I didn't know what I was going to say. I was in the bathroom washing my hands after using the toilet whenever the door opened and Y/n walked in looking so perfect in her skirt and blouse; the only atrocity was Jason's letterman jacket around her shoulders that was white and green that clashed with her clothing. She didn't even acknowledge my presence until she was finished doing her business and was standing beside me washing her hands. Her gaze finally lifted to meet mine in the mirror and she scowled.

"What was that about this morning?" she asked with a snippy tone that I really didn't like.

"I should be asking you the same thing; I thought you weren't fond of PDA?" I sneer back a little hurt at the memory.

"Jason's my boyfriend Robin! What he and I do is none of your fucking business skank!"

I froze feeling my heart start beating faster at that insult. Skank? I was a fucking skank now?! I spun to her and my hand flew out making contact with her cheek and making her stumble back a second feeling her face that stung with my slap. Her e/c wide lifted to me were filling with anger and spite as she launched forward and shoved me back against the wall beside the sinks

"You have no fucking right Robin!" she yelled smacking my shoulder.

I took note of the fact she hadn't actually tried to physically harm me. Even that hit to my shoulder didn't hold a punch and I took that opportunity to grab her wrist and spin us against the wall so that her back was now pressed against the cold surface instead of mine. I glared at her and lowered my voice when I thought I heard voices by the bathroom doors.

"You're calling me a skank when you damn well know you're the one playing for both sides Y/n! You pretend like I mean nothing to you after you got what you want. Do you not remember what we promised before high school? What we had before high school? Before fucking Jason Carver decided you were his dream?" I sneer glaring into her face. "You don't fucking remember…am I that disposable?"

I could see the glistening of tears in her eyes. Oh, she hadn't forgotten. Not one word or memory. But there was something behind those eyes that had my gears coming to a screeching halt as her body just went limp against the wall. Her hands shakily rose to grip the front of my sweater; her head lowered so that she didn't have to look at the anger that radiated across my face.

"He found out okay?!" she finally choked out. "Jason found out that I liked girls and he threatened that if I didn't play along then he'd let the entire school know I'm a whore. I was scared okay? I was scared because I knew if he told the school the bullying would get worse and then you'd get bullied too because he knew we were best friends. I didn't want that so I played along…I didn't want the popularity; I fucking can't stand those idiots…but I had to so that you didn't get hurt okay? I didn't forget our promise…I just had to do what I did to protect you." she leaned against me and the grip on my shirt tightened as I felt the strength she was holding off the sobs started to wane into trembles.

"You…" my brain short-circuited as I took in the information. The anger I felt was replaced by regret because I realized I alienated and hated my best friend without knowing the truth behind why she suddenly changed her ways. I was only hurting myself when I did that.

"So…you don't actually love him…" I was talking more to myself than to her but her head shook side to side in an affirmative negative.

"I can't his fucking guts Robin. He's such a stuck-up snob who thinks he can get away with anything," she mumbled sniffling.

"I'm sorry…I'm so sorry Y/n. I thought you wanted the popular life…I thought you just didn't need me anymore" I confessed wrapping my arms around her shoulders tentatively.

"Fuck no!" her arms wrapped around my waist. "If it meant abandoning my best friend I would do anything, give up anything if it meant you weren't targeted…" her head raised to look at me and I could see the tear streaks along her cheeks making my heart ache a bit more.

"I love you, Robin…That never changed. You don't know how many nights I'd imagine it was you holding me while Jason and I cuddled against the sofa while watching a movie. O-Or pretending that you were with me whenever we walked through the halls. I just…I needed my best friend Robin. I needed you more than anything but I couldn't have you because if I had you it would only be hurting you." she confessed looking so scared and so regretful that I couldn't help but press my forehead against hers and hold her closer to me.

"I wished you were with me too…I missed your presence and the way you laugh at my stupid jokes or the way you're damn perfume never seems to want to leave my bedsheets. I still have the shirt you left at my house that I sleep with just to feel a little closer to you." I sighed before pulling away to cup her face. "I missed you Y/n… and if you'll have me I want you back…"

A small smile tugged at her quivering lips. "We weren't actually together Robin you realize that right? We were just two best friends fooling around." she reached up to smooth her thumb along the corner of my lips as they turned down into a frown before she spoke again. "And I don't want that kind of relationship with you Robin. I want more…I don't care if Jason bullies us or our name gets run through the mud. We'll be graduating soon anyways and I just want to be able to call you mine; hold your hand in public and be that jealous girlfriend who glares at everyone who tries to flirt with you." her smile only grew which made my own start to light up my face as I registered her words.

"Are you serious?"

She nodded with a soft laugh as she interlaced our fingers together and held them between us. "I love you, Robin. Will you forgive me for how I treated you all these months? Will you be my girlfriend, officially?" she asked me looking at me with such hope

My face must have been awestruck because I felt like I was in a dream. I picked my jaw off the floor as I finally nodded excitedly. "That would be amazing." I breathed out feeling my face grow hot with the realization this was actually happening.

Her face lit up and she shyly leaned up. I didn't hesitate to lean down to meet her; her lips were soft like flower petals and tasted of her favorite cherry chapstick making me sigh contently into the familiarity of the feel and taste of her lips against mine.

"I've missed you." she smiled against my mouth as her hands raised to sink into my hair and pull me closer to kiss me a little bit more boldly.

I could feel the wetness of her tongue run along the seam of my lips asking for entrance and I was more than happy to give in forgetting just how amazing of a kisser she actually was as the first hints of her peppermint toothpaste registered on my tongue as mine met hers. I pressed closer to her as much as I could and slotted my thigh between hers to pin her against the wall. She let out a little exhale of surprise against my mouth as she pressed against the rough fabric of my jean-clad leg. I knew we couldn't go further or try to fool around in the girl's bathroom but I really had missed her and I hated the thought of waiting. But the bathroom door opened allowing entry of a few chattering girls who hadn't noticed our compromising position. At the sound of their voices, we jumped apart and shared a sheepish look. We had to practice not feeling so embarrassed to show our love for each other in public. But for now, I was more than happy to have her at my side again. Sharing a secretive smile I watched her leave the bathroom first without a word and a few minutes later I followed suit. I could see her with Jason again and at first I felt a bit jealous but when she looked over her shoulder at me with that little smile I knew it was okay.

She may not dump Jason right away considering he was pretty much blackmailing her but I knew even when his arm draped over her shoulders that even if he physically had possession of her at that moment. I had her heart. She was mine. Always was and always will be. We'd deal with Jason together and fight any other motherfucker who got in our way just like we used to; together. It was her and I…and my friend Steve.

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chestharrington · 2 years ago

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okay, here’s some hot takes for your wednesday evening:

- honestly, fuck nancy wheeler. i cannot stand her and her holier-than-thou bullshit

- i can’t understand why ppl ship robin/nancy when nancy is only nice to her maybe 10% of the time

- actually, i dislike the entire wheeler family (except holly, bless her)

- mike is so whiny and annoying past s1 and it’s become intolerable. his internalized homophobia mixed with excessive angst is just a no for me. (though, i suppose that’s actually fairly accurate for a 14 y/o boy so rock on, duffers)

- karen wheeler is doing better this season, i guess, but i can’t forgive her for actually considering sleeping with someone the same age as her oldest child. she would have known this, as billy introduces himself as a “friend” of nancy’s in s2. (whether she went thru with it or not, it’s concerning to say the least). i do think she cares about her children ultimately but is deeply unhappy with her life. and given ted wheeler being… ted wheeler, that is understandable. but idk maybe buy a vibrator instead of sleeping with a barely-legal teenager

- steve actually wasn’t an asshole in s1, with the exception of terrible choice in friends and a few out-of-line comments. if someone took a picture of me in a compromising position without my consent, i’d smash their fucking camera myself. steve’s an better person than me for not only buying him a new camera but for letting him think it was nancy. sure, the comments about jonathan’s father and homophobic remarks weren’t okay, but like ?? he did not owe jonathan a new camera or anything rlly and i stand by that

- steve did not spray paint the hawk in s1: it was tommy. we are even shown him doing further vandalism when nancy and jonathan arrive. he was complicit, sure, but he did immediately help to clean it up, split lip and all.

- i’m sorry, but i can’t get past jonathan being a total creep (and not in the good way like our beloved perv!steve hc’s) i can buy the excuse he was looking for will, though why on earth would he have been in steve harrington’s house? more importantly, even if we give him the benefit of the doubt for that, he still should not have developed and kept that picture of nancy. simple as

- that said, natalia and charlie have my heart. this is not a hot take, they’re just adorable <3

I agree with everything u said except Nancy slander 😔 she is my baby girl and I will defend her with my entire chest. I am sorry to break it to u like this but I love her 💕

But yeah the wheeler family is just?? So toxic?? Karen lusting after a minor was weird, Ted is a weirdo, and mike is either homophobic or just a bad friend. Holly needs to get OUT!!! And Nancy enjoy Boston girl queen 💕💕

Also yeah fuck Jonathan I don’t like him I don’t care for him he’s given this show dust while everyone else is giving their all. He could die and the show wouldn’t be affected at all. And I personally would be happy as a viewer

Thank u for the hot takes beloved 💕

#hot takes #this is getting its own tag

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angelasscribbles · 3 years ago

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One Step Ahead (TRR Round Robin) Part 7: I Lied

In the universe that The Royal Romance/Heir fan fiction inhabits, the people are represented by two not necessarily separate yet equally important groups: The Writers, who come up with these fantastical stories, and The Readers, who eagerly consume them. One writer, @sirbeepsalot , was struck with inspiration and came up with the idea of a round-robin story based on The Royal Romance/Heir.

This is that story.

What’s happened so far? Liam and Olivia were plotting a plan which Leo interrupted; Queen Madeleine fell “ill” while planning a party and was rushed into an ambulance by those stalwart medical experts … Maxwell and Drake. Riley Brooks, Royal Communication Director, has a press release ready to go, but has been revealed to give information about the king and queens whereabouts to Eirik. Leo held a gun on Olivia and Anton and demanded to see what Olivia had hidden in a bookshelf.

Catch up here.

Book: The Royal Romance/Heir

Pairings: Liam x Madeleine, Riley x ?

Rating: R

Warnings: mentions miscarriage (don't worry, it's fake), violence, character death

Word count: 795

In the Ambulance:

“We have to go somewhere else.” Liam instructed.

“We can go to Ramsford.” Max suggested, enthusiastically.

“Somewhere no one will look for us.” Liam clarified, “Since we can’t trust Bastien, all the safehouses are out.”

The ambulance thudded off the road as Drake executed a U-turn.

“FUCK! I told you to take it easy!” Madeleine screeched.

“What are you doing?” Liam asked.

“Heading for my cabin, literally no one will look for you there. Most people don’t even know it exists.”

“Good thinking!” Liam exclaimed.

Max whips out his cell phone and starts typing on it.

Back at the Palace:

Riley stepped up to the podium and addressed the press, “As you know, Queen Madeleine was rushed to the hospital earlier today. It is with great sadness and regret that I report she has suffered a miscarriage. The family asks for your understanding during this difficult time, there will be no public statements while they take time to grieve.”

She stepped away from the podium then hurried to her car with the queen’s suitcase and headed for Valtoria. She had played her part in the plan, announced a fake miscarriage to throw their enemies off the trail. All she had left to do was drop off the luggage and allow them to hide out at her place. She planned to deliver the suitcase then join Eirik for whatever plans he had made for them. That would be ok, right? It’s not like Eirik was a member of the Via Imperii. They could trust him.

Drake’s Cabin:

“Am I really expected to live in this for the foreseeable future?” Madeleine asked in a petulant tone.

“Sorry it doesn’t meet with your exacting standards your highness. You’re welcome, by the way, for hiding you and protecting your baby.” Drake spat at her.

Liam sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose. He hated it when they fought. His wife and his best friend. It didn’t matter that he didn’t love her, that would come in time. Meanwhile, she was carrying his child, that should count for something.

“Li, tell me why we couldn’t go to Valtoria?” Drake asked.

“Because I had Riley grab a paperweight from my desk, one with a bug in it. I heard her tell our plans to Eirik.”

“What? She wouldn’t betray us!”

“Not on purpose, but she doesn’t know he’s an enemy and I didn’t know she was seeing him until I heard them making plans to meet up later tonight so I never thought to tell her, and so here we are.”

“Won’t she be in danger when he finds out we’re not there?”

“I…don’t know. But my priority right now is my wife and child.”

Liam pulled out his encrypted phone text Rashad: “Are the new annulment papers drawn up for Olivia? Along with the papers revoking Anton’s citizenship and the papers to grant Lythikos independence? Remember, they don’t get filed until she fulfills her part in the bargain.”

Liam put his phone away and hurried to check on his wife. She was resting in the master bedroom. He took her hand in his and kissed it, “How are you feeling love?”

“Annoyed. Drake showed me to this room, then he just disappeared. I wanted him to bring me something to eat.”

“I’ll bring you something to eat. Where did he go?”

“Hell if I know.”

Liam walked back to the living room and looked out the window, Drake’s motorbike was gone. What the hell?

Back at the palace:

Leo looked into the box and the blood drained from his face. “No, this can’t be.”

“What is it?” Anton asked suspiciously.

Leo just stood there in shock, shaking his head, “Liv, how could you not tell me about this?”

“Like I trust you.” She replied coolly, checking her nail polish for chips.

“I said what is it?” Anton demanded.

“Fuck you, Anton. This doesn’t concern you.” Leo answered.

“We’re partners! You agreed! You said you wanted revenge on your brother for-“

Leo raised the gun and pulled the trigger, hitting Anton in the gut. “I lied. I love my brother.”

“No! This isn’t how it was supposed to go! I have plans! I…I….” His head dropped back as he panted through the pain, hand trying vainly to staunch the bleeding.

Leo walked over to the bleeding man and leaned down to look in his eyes, “By the way, I’ve been fucking your wife this whole time.” He put the gun to Anton’s head and pulled the trigger again. He discarded the box onto the floor and pocketed the contents as he looked at Olivia, “Let’s get out of here before we’re seen.”

They both disappeared through a secret panel in the wall just before guards descended upon the scene.

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yaotomejr · 3 years ago

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Oberon’s Valentines Gift - Void Dust

"Everyone and their mother will be doing Oberon's, so I shouldn't even bother," I say, as I pull up my sleeves and get back to the translating groove after a whole year of not translating in favor of playing critically accl

Enjoy my version of Oberon's scene! :)

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>Give me some time guys I’ll throw up some pics soon<

Artoria Caster: "Fwah!? You'd like to give Oberon chocolate? Mmh... I wonder... Oberon would at the very least come back with an 'I'm glad' for sure, but... My, you really go fast and hard no matter how tough it gets, huh. I mean, you just go straight ahead.

Mmm, you'll both take equal damage from the experience, so why not? But you've got to pick the right place to do it. Either where everyone is, or where no one else will be. I'll be cheering for you on the sidelines, wishing for all to be well! Waaah, I can't wait to see Oberon's reaction~!"

(The Master has a choice. Note: The choice you make here determines the outcome of this scene - the first choice gives you Oberon, the Fairy King; and the second choice... well.)

Choice 1: Where everyone is! Choice 2: Where no one else will be

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Choice 1: Where everyone is!

(The Master finds him at the cafeteria.)

Oberon: "Oh. Good day to you, Master. You seem more lively than u... Er, I suppose there's different kinds of liveliness. One like the gleam of springtime, another like a storm in winter. I'd say you're the latter today. Isn't that a picture perfect smile of a child in mischief?"

(Male) Choice: Nah, it's not Halloween, but (Female) Choice: Ehehe, it's not Halloween, but

Oberon: "Aah, I knew it. I had a feeling when I saw your face. Thank you, Master, I'm glad. I'll take good care in storing it - it's a gift for Valentines, after all! Hm? But since it's handmade, you don't have much confidence in its taste, you say? Oh don't worry, I don't put much stock in the result. What's important is your feelings and timing ☆

Now then, this means it's my turn next. I'd love to give you an exceptional gift in return, but... As you know, I'm an emperor with new clothes... Ah, you don't? Then you can forget what I just said. I'm kind of, no, always very lacking in things on hand... Oh well, no use lambasting myself over my unreliability. I'll simply turn this around with my wisdom and quick wits.

Master. Do you have time after this? Good, you do. In that case, I'll have one more thing from you other than your chocolate. We may be on a tight budget, but we can still make happy memories. That's how I've lived my life.

Let's go see Caesar first. He's a man of bountiful resources; though his stinginess is a blot in his character. Did you know? In Pan-Human History, it seems my father was apparently Caesar. 'Father, I'd like my child support for this month, please!' I'll say that and it'll be over for him. After all, fathers are eternally weak to their children's pleadings.”

(You can imagine Caesar wincing to the side.)

Oberon: “Once we have our war funds, we'll employ ourselves a guard. How about Robin Hood? I'll definitely get along with him. Though I still haven't met him yet! As long as we have QP, we'll be able to toggle with the simulator as we see fit. Where would you like to go? An amusement park? Or a museum?"

Choice 1: Maybe the fairies' forest?

Oberon: "Terrific! An straightforward idea that just screams you. Forest bathing on Valentine's Day, isn't that wonderful!"

Choice 2: Maybe a queen's castle?

Oberon: "A ball, huh. Not a bad idea. But let's not do that this time. Valentine's is a lighthearted event, isn't it? A ball at a castle may be a little too ill an omen for the occasion."

(The day passes with Oberon. It goes from daytime to sunset, and the two are now together in a forest.)

Oberon: "Aah, it's already sunset. It's a shame, but let us put an end to our Valentine's Day here. Have you enjoyed yourself? Good, I'm glad. The memory of this day may fade eventually, but it'll be alright as long as a part of it remains in your heart. That is all that I can give back to you.

Now now, you must go back to your room, Master. This is it for good children and fairy tales alike. If, hereafter, there comes a time when you fall headlong to meet a hopeless end -- then, I shall receive your gift once again. Though I must say, I don't recommend it, you understand? Depending on your outlook, you may be happier leaving a story unfinished."

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[WARNING: LOSTBELT 6 SPOILERS FROM HERE ON OUT]

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Choice 2: Where no one else will be

(The Master finds him at... somewhere unpleasant.)

Oberon: "Wow, gross. How did you know where I was? Instinct?"

Choice 1: Artoria Caster taught me the way Choice 2: With Merlin Magecraft...

Oberon: "So it's her doing... Of all the times to wish mischief on my person. Merlin Magecraft, my ass. Ridiculous. I'd like to have a word with whoever taught her that sham of a magecraft."

Choice 1: Uh huh. Wonder who that was Choice 2: I've got a pocket mirror, wanna use it?

Oberon: "Ahahahaha. Excuse me, but can you shut up for a bit? ...Just great. To think I would get my just desserts. Living, breathing characters are so hard to manage, especially in a scenario without a proper outline. Fine, I give up. As a Master, I'm sure you're used to barging into your Servants' dreams. Even so, this is a bit much. Let's give this place a quick remodeling."

(/snap)

Choice 1: A dirty room! Choice 2: Gross!?

Oberon: "Yes, it does succinctly express how I'm feeling right now, doesn't it? And? What do you want from me? I can already guess, but I must insist you tell me yourself. So spit it out."

Choice 1: A thank-you gift for all you've done for me Choice 2: An alternative to bug spray

(The Master gives Oberon his Valentines gift. But instead of accepting it like the others, he throws it)

Oberon: "Wow, I knew it! Thank you, I'm so glad, you asshole!"

Choice: Oberon says, as he doesn't toss it on the ground

Oberon: "Well, duh. I wouldn't want to drop that on my floor. Besides... you know. I've heard things about chocolate. It's that, right? That monstrosity that moves around and turns into a boss, right? Luckily for me, I've only heard of the outcome of that mess."

Choice 1: That was an exception among exceptions

Oberon: "Ah. That's boring. Good thing yours doesn't weigh much then?"

Choice 2: I made mine exactly like that

Oberon: "Oh get out! You little, you've only gotten better at tormenting me, huh!?" (beat) "My apologies, I'm strictly forbidden from speaking crudely. Let's both agree that didn't happen."

Oberon: "Is that all you want, then? So can you leave now? I'm really busy, you see. I don't have the time to be concerned with people who have nothing to do. To begin with, our relationship is of a contractual nature. I'll begrudgingly tolerate hanging out at work, but can you not meddle with my private affairs?"

Choice: (..................)

(The Master thinks back to their conversation with Artoria Caster.)

Artoria Caster: "Here, I'll pave the way for you. Iiiiit's... like you're flying straight out of Avalon. Hm? But what if he genuinely hates it, you say? It'll be fine, no worries! That guy will hate anything you do!

Besides, being able to 'enter' his dream means 'he'll at least hear you out'. He's serious to a fault... or maybe I should say he's diligent. He's fair-minded, you see. Ah, but don't point that out to him. He gets angry easily, and I feel I may be caught in the crossfire."

(Back to Oberon.)

Choice: Huh

Oberon: "...That tomboy... I'm going to kick her ass later... Oops, you didn't hear me say that. And why are you still here? Aren't you a persistent one? Don't tell me, you'd like something in return? From me? You've become as greedy as the rest of 'em, haven't you. Or not, you've been obstinate right from the outset."

Choice 1: No, I didn't really---- Choice 2: ...I'd be lying if I said I didn't want anything...

Oberon: "It's fine. Here. Take it. I've actually prepared something for you. Valentine's Day is for you to... hm, what was it. Ah, yes, to express your feelings of gratitude? Then I've got a mountain full of those. All for Valentine's! It's a gift befitting both you and I. Thanks for foisting me into it, I'm glad!

Now that that's everything, goodbye, Master! If ever you lose every single one of those reliable allies you have, you may call on me with a sigh!"

(Oberon leaves. The Master, too, soon fades out of the dream. They awaken in their room.)

Choice 1: ------Wuh!? Choice 2: ------The gift, the gift...!

(The Master reaches for their gift from Oberon. It's a beautiful jar... of Void Dust.)

Choice: ..................

Choice: Oooobeeerooon!!

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Void Dust

A present from the person pretending to be Oberon.

Inside this refreshingly colorful container, is a powder snow that scatters fleetingly in the wind when held in one's hand... ...which is not what this is. What this is, is a black dust similar to soot. No matter how you look at it, you have Void Dust now.

It tastes salty when you lick it. Now that's a salty response.

"The value of its contents may have expired long ago, but the radiance of the container may still be intact, right?"

#azumi translates things #fgo vday translations #fate grand order #oberon #me slowly smearing on clown makeup as i keep denying i'll have time to work on another fgo TL and then coming back. as fate intended

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readingbooksinisrael · 3 years ago

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Shelf Confidence BPC Read-a-likes

*starred=I actually read the first book

Becoming/Michelle Obama - I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings/Maya Angelou

Well Met/Jen DeLuca - The Importance of Being Earnest/Oscar Wilde

*Six of Crows/Leigh Bardugo - Artemis Fowl series/Eoin Colfer

Twilight/Stephanie Meyer - Sunshine/Robin Mckinley

Graceling/Kristen Cashore - Red Queen/Victoria Aveyard

Fangirl/Rainbow Rowell - Eliza and Her Monsters/Francesca Zappia

The Hate U Give/Angie Thomas - New Kid/Jerry Craft

Romeo and Juliet/William Shakespeare - Oedipus Rex/Sophocles

*The Martian/Andy Weir - World War Z/Max Brooks

The Guest List/Lucy Foley - The Hound of the Baskervilles/Arthur Conan Doyle

*Mexican Gothic/Silvia Moreno Garcia - For He Can Creep/Siobhan Carroll

*Little Women/Louisa May Alcott - The Mother-Daughter Bookclub/Heather Vogel Fredrick

The Book Thief/Marcus Zusak - The Island on Bird Street/Uri Orlev

The Unhoneymooners/Christina Lauren - The Blue Castle/L.M. Montgomery

*Good Omens/Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman - The Amulet of Samarkand/Jonathan Stroud (Bartimaeus #1)

A Man Called Ove/Fredrick Backman - Pippi Longstocking/Astrid Lindgren

The Great Gatsby/F. Scott Fitzgerald - The Golem and the Jinni/Helen Wecker

To Kill a Mockingbird/Harper Lee - Claudette Colvin: Twice Toward Justice/Phillip Hoose

Pride and Prejudice/Jane Austen - The Lottie Project/Jacqueline Wilson

The Fault in Our Stars/John Green - ‘People Love Dead Jews’, says Dara Horn, but the living ones don’t fare as well/Renee Gert-Zhand

Red, White and Royal Blue/Casey McQuiston - Every Day/David Leviathan

The Lunar Chronicles/Marissa Meyer - Bayern series/Shannon Hale

To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before/Jenny Han - Sometimes We Tell the Truth/Kim Zarins

Daisy Jones and the Six/Taylor Jenkins Reid - The Comeback/Ella Berman

*The Night Circus/Erin Morgenstern - The Magic Fish/Trung Le Nguyen

The Illuminae Files/Amie Kaufman and Jay Kristoff - Ender’s Game/Orson Scott Card

Circe/Madeline Miller - Spinning Silver/Naomi Novik

*Milk and Honey/Rupi Kaur - The Princess Saves Herself in This One/Amanda Lovelace

#shelfconfidencebpc #not really #but i didn't know what else to tag it #also i do hate john green so sorry for being reactionary

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granills · 4 years ago

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Careless Whisper {B.H.}

Check out the first chapter here or on my wattpad (nigarrmtvseries) 💙🌅

2. Ice Creams, Dreams.

The day after was Saturday, the first day of Mars's weekend. Surprisingly enough, she didn't have to work this time. After going home the previous night, Joyce had called Mars and told her to enjoy the weekend pointing that she needed some free time to gain more energy and that she herself could've managed everything at the store.

Not knowing how to spend her day yet, Mars pulled a shirt over her head and went to the kitchen. Her father, John Crawford, was sitting at the table near the window, a daily paper and coffee in front of him, as per usual. John would remind you one of those men who could catch everyone's attention in the room by talking about his adventures so passionately, making other men and women sit closer and listen to him with great interest. This factor also helped him to become a history teacher at Mars's school. Luckily for her, he started teaching there after she graduated.

Her mother, Mary Crawford, was standing at the counter, she spread the butter over the toast and covered it with one layer of cottage cheese. There was a joy in how she did it, the smell of warm toasts filling the kitchen. Mary didn't like when Mars skipped the breakfasts, and always made sure to accidentally drop something in her bag for her to eat later at work.

"Morning." Mars didn't have an appetite early in the morning and decided that one glass of water would be enough. For now.

"Oh, how nice of you, young lady, to finally join our breakfast." Mr. Crawford spoke with a hint of sarcasm, moving his newspaper aside. "Mary, I didn't know our kids live with us after all."

Mars smiled turning around and putting the glass on the counter.

Mary put the toasts on the table and sat down. "I think she just took the wrong keys." She played along.

"Today is just my day off." Mars approached her parents, standing between them and crouching to give them both a kiss. "See, now I even want to eat." She said and sat down checking if the teapot was hot before pouring herself a cup of tea.

Her mother sent her a surprised glance and leaned back a bit to share glances with John.

"So, how's the school, dad?" Mars asked, taking a slice of toast and putting some raspberry jam on it.

John continued reading his newspaper, drinking his coffee from time to time.

"The semester is about to end and I feel like I'm talking to myself at the class about the historical discoveries. I have some boys who participated in discussions, but these days they are distracted by the new girl."

"The new girl? By the end of the semester?" She asked.

"Yes. Maxine Mayfield, from California. Her stepbrother picks her up after school. Unpleasant guy." He grimaced at the last sentence.

Mars hummed putting down her cup. "I'm sure there are other kids who would like to participate in your discussions, they are just shy."

"Well, the only historical facts kids want to know about these days are UFO and that is not exactly my cup of tea." He answered not taking his eyes from the paper.

"Mr. Clarke could help them with that." Mars said, taking a bite of the toast and enjoying the sweet taste that filled her mouth.

"Exactly. And that is why they love him more." Her dad answered, she noticed a faint note of sadness in his voice.

Mars looked up, feeling the tiniest bit guilty. She wanted to remember when was the last time she actually talked to him and the first thought that came to her mind was when she'd had a fight with some kids at the primary school, instead of scolding her, he praised her that she'd kicked their asses. Not in front of mom for sure.

She walked up to him and hugged him tightly. "Oh, dad, I love you." John smiled and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, gently rubbing her arm. "And that is enough."

"I know, I know. As long as you, young lady, show up often at home." He laughed and winked at Mary.

/ / /

After the breakfast Mars finally decided that she has to get out of the house so things wouldn't get more emotional. Having agreed to meet with Rose outside the arcade, Mars pinned her hair up and went on to choose an outfit.

She wanted to put on the jeans that she'd left on the chair the day before after work, but her eyes stopped on jean shorts. She loved wearing too many clothes, but with the heat from outside it was impossible.

That is why autumn remained her favourite season. She grabbed the shorts and picked a shirt, of a dusky grey colour with blue "Queen Tour '80" writings on it.

Mars put on her colorful socks and white nikes, and finally left the room, noticing on the way that the house was empty.

She saw Rose at the entrance of The Palace. Rose was in a pink dress with green leafs on it that always reminded Mars about the one she had in childhood. Rose was the only one who would play with Mars at the playground when they were six. And throughout her life they spent more time together, went to the same school and eventually met Nancy. Ever since they have been hanging out together.

However, Nancy was working as an intern now at the Hawkins Post with her boyfriend, Jonathan, and that often restricted them from seeing each other.

"Wow, Ms. Alwaysbusy showed up!" Rose waved with an ice cream in one hand and hugged Mars.

"Shut up, Rose." She hugged her tightly. Rose was lucky, she has been accepted to the university and was going to move to another state by the end of summer.

"Spare me and get me out of this playground." Rose said looking back at the arcade which was already filled with kids. With the arrival of summer, the arcade opened from the early morning. Mars was sure, at this rate they would have to change working hours to 24/7.

Mars walked towards, suddenly stopping in her tracks when she noticed her little sister and some of her classmates among other kids. They gathered around a familiar girl who was playing Dig Dug. And apparently, she was good at it. Redhead. She felt even more confused than before and looked away.

"Okay, let's go to Starcourt. At least, I'll have Steve and Robin's ice cream, and not this." Mars pointed at the ice cream Rose was holding.

"Ugh, Steve and his stupid ego are too much for me to handle." Rose took her by the elbow and they walked along the streets laughing.

Once they arrived, they enjoyed some sweets and more ice creams, Mars clearly enjoyed Steve's attempts to joke, i.e. flirt with Rose.

"Now what's on the menu?" Rose asked.

"Me 'n u." Steve put the ice cream bowl on the table and sat down next to Mars and Robin.

"Harrington, I'll throw up if you keep making these jokes."

When the evening came, Rose suddenly suggested going to Nancy's, supposing she'd already be back from work. They spent the whole day shopping and just fooling around, and Nancy's house was closer, about 30 minutes by foot.

"Are you sure about that? We usually planned these things before meeting." Mars furrowed her eyebrows, she wasn't sure if it would be right to go there when Nancy's parents were at home.

Rose shrugged. "I am. Karen Wheeler adores us." If Rose had thought of something, then she was going to do that no matter what, there was nothing in the world that could stop her.

At half past seven they were standing in front of Wheelers' house, but before that they made sure to buy some sweets and beverages for a small sleepover. Mars and Rose stood at the threshold and Mars rang the bell.

Nancy was the one to open the door and though they saw each other recently, Mars noticed some colour brought back to her cheeks, Nancy looked better and it made her happy. After all, it wasn't for everyone to endure what had happened last year. Everything seemed to get back to normal.

"Girls?!" Nancy exclaimed.

"I bet you didn't expect us." Rose casually walked in and hugged her.

"But luckily we brought some food!" Mars showed the bag and joined them.

The rest of the evening went surprisingly fast. They changed into pyjamas that Mars and Rose had bought earlier at the mall and it seemed that they discussed everything that night. Mars missed these sleepovers, mostly because it made her feel a soft joy as it brought back the memories.

Nancy's father was probably sleeping on the couch when Mars went downstairs to get a glass of water. She heard his snoring while walking down the stairs. Nancy and Rose were already sleeping and Mars too was sleepy, but she would have been fully satisfied if she had the glass of water.

She suddenly felt a coldness reaching her bones, making her take a deep breath. Goosebumps ran all over exposed body as she looked up and discovered that the front door was wide open. She blinked a few times, guessing it was all a dream, she pinched her arm realising the door was indeed open and the house was silent.

Mars took a deep breath and stepped forward to close the door. Why was it even open? Did Mrs. Wheeler go for a walk? If not, then she distinctly remembered having closed the door as she'd came in after Rose.

Slowly approaching, she jumped up when she saw the silhouette of a man standing outside the Wheelers' threshold.

He was still wearing his blue jeans and black boots, the only thing that differed from the day before, was his red shirt unbuttoned almost till the last button and dark brown jacket on top of it.

"Hi," he looked her up, a wide smile plastered on his face, "...Mars."

She widened her eyes, staring at his unbothered physiognomy. "William?" She automatically uttered.

"Call me Billy." His gaze didn't hesitate when she met his eyes, and they stared at each other for a few seconds, until she took a step back all of a sudden. She wondered wouldn't have she survived if she didn't come for the damn water.

"What are you doing here?" She asked looking around, trying not to show her hesitation.

"Oh, I'm looking for my sister, Max. Mrs. Wheeler agreed to help me." He told her, his tone sounding completely nonchalant.

"Max? Max Mayfield?" She asked, suddenly all traces of sleepiness leaving her.

"I guess, I just found her then."

"No, no, she's not here. I'm just-" She quickly said, but immediately felt agitated when she noticed she couldn't finish the sentence. Luckily, she was interrupted by Karen's voice coming behind her.

"Oh, darling, aren't you cold? It's chilly here." She put her arm around Mars's shoulders.

"Um, yeah, I just came down for a glass of water." She mumbled, not knowing why she felt like explaining herself. "Goodnight."

She turned around and quickly ran upstairs before they could say anything. Only she heard Billy's faint "Bye" and as she reached the second floor he was thanking Mrs. Wheeler for giving the address of Byers.

When Mars entered the room and closed the door behind her, she approached the window looking at the empty streets, and feeling odd. Somehow she was glad that the conversation with the stranger got interrupted, as she couldn't feel calm near him. After all, the conversation wouldn't have gotten any more interesting and he wouldn't have thought about her anyway, and although she was disappointed a bit for a reason that she didn't get to know more about him, she too wouldn't have thought about him.

After thinking a bit she realised it was too late and it was time for her to try to sleep. Meanwhile, after getting the address and smoking his red Marlboro leaning against his car, in the dim light of streets, Billy Hargrove was looking at her.

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#billy hargrove fanfiction #billy hargrove #stranger things #billy stranger things #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove imagine #max mayfield #nancy wheeler #karen wheeler #steve harrington #careless whisper #billy hargrove x oc #steve harrington imagine #dacre montgomery imagine #dacre montgomery

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lucky-peoqle · 5 years ago

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dating steve and being dustin's sister would include...

OKAY HI THIS IS MY FIRST ONE OF THESE EVER SO IF YOU LIKED IT AND WANT MORE PLS TELL ME

season 1

you and steve aren't dating yet, y'all are kinda enimes in a way

you being friends with the party

og babysitter for them

besties with jonathan

helping to boys find will the night they find eleven

you go over to the wheelers to make sure mike gets to he's safe

you see steve trying to sneak into nancy's room

you roll your eyes

he waves and acts like he's doing nothing

you go back to the two boys with mike

people think you and jon are dating

when steve has jon's camera you run up to them telling him to knock it off

"knock it off steve, give it back."

"or what, henderson? or what?"

when he drops jon's camera you slap him across the face.

he lowkey fell in love with you a bit

you tell the party you slapped steve across the face and they treat you like a queen

walking into the allyway with jon and nance when 'nancy the slut wheeler' was written on the movie theater

"oh look, it's nancy the slut wheeler and the creepy couple."

you get all up in his face

"what. the. fuck. harrington."

you try to punch him but jon and nancy pull you back.

cheering jonathan on when him and steve fight

the night the demogorgan attack you go with jon and nance to the byers.

opening the door when steve comes over

"hey y/n, is uh, is nancy here?"

"steve, go home it's not safe."

him walking in anyway.

when the demogorgan attacks you almost get eaten but steve wacks the damn thing before it can

"thanks harrington."

"no problem henderson."

when you find out will had been found you cry. hard.

when you meet up with dustin and the party again you hug them all so tight, but dustin tighter

before steve leaves the hospital you stop him

"uh, thanks for saving my ass back there at the byers."

"yeah, don't worry about it."

y'all smile at each other

then he leaves

season 2

you and steve haven't talked since that night

but you do share glances

the first time he talked to you that year was:

billy's arms around your waist

you're uncomfortable telling him to stop

he asks you to tina's party

you say no

you asks you on a date

"hey asshole! she said leave her alone."

steve.

"whatever." billy shakes his head and leaves

"thanks harrington."

"yeah, don't wention it."

walks away lol awkward.

going as a female ghostbuster with the party!!

max instantly loves you tbh

you leave a bit early then the rest of the group

when dustin gets home he bursts into you room

"what the fuck dusty?"

"shut up i found a world changing discovery!"

shows you dart.

"wHAT THE FUCK IS THAT"

"SHHHH mom with hear you!"

"what's going on in there?"

"nothing mom!!"

when dart eats mews you cry

"it ate my cat?"

"please dont cry..."

going to the wheelers with dustin and see steve.

"hey harrington, what are you doing?"

"uh, going to apologize to nancy."

"she's not here."

"oh."

"STEVE DO YOU STILL HAVE THAT BAT?"

explains the plan to him

going back to your house in steve car.

you can see in the corner of your eye he keeps glancing at you.

when y'all are in the basement/cellar you see dart and scream when he runs at you

steve bashes his bat at it and runs over to you

"hey, are you okay?"

you laugh, "this is like the 3rd time you've saved me."

"yeah, yeah whatever. im a superhero i get it."

"shut up harrington."

"steve stop flirting with my sister."

you two went red oops

listening to steve's stupid advice on girls to dustin.

"don't listen to him dusty, his advice sucks ass."

"it doesn't!"

"if it doesn't then where is nancy right now huh? she's off somewhere with jon."

"can you shut it, no one asked you to butt into our conversation."

"yeah whatever harrington."

going to the junkyard with max, lucas and the two idiots.

max and you basically doing all the work

dusin and lucas are talking while steve is doing some of the work but he's also staring at you most of the time.

"steve please do something."

"yeah, uh, sorry."

you and steve going out to fight the demodogs.

"shit shit shit shit shit."

"sTEVE BEHIND YOU"

"HENDERSON LOOK OUT"

chaotic energy pls

going back onto the bus

"you called me steve."

"fuck off steve."

"say it again."

he loves the way you say his name awe

"steve."

he almost has a heart attack

"stop. flirting. with. my. sister."

"sorry."

going back to the byers and talking to steve.

when eleven comes back you hug her so tight

"who's that?"

steve whispered in you're ear.

it sent shivers down your spine i-

when billy comes into the house he corners you.

"hey princess, you didn't come to that date last week."

"i was busy."

"i doubt that."

"hey jackass, what did i tell you about leaving my girlfriend alone?"

steve punches billy.

you went super red omg.

"steve just called you his girlfriend.."

dustin grinning super wide.

"shut it dusty."

when max was driving you and mike were in the back with steve.

steve's head on your lap.

"dustin...?"

"no steve it's y/n."

calming him down when he freaks out about the car.

when y'all get to the weird hole thing you talk steve into going down with them.

"come on steve, we have to protect the kids."

"alright, fine."

you smile at him and he falls in love with you even more.

the kids thank you for talking him into it.

when y'all are in the hole and y'all run into dart.

"it's dart. dusty do something."

"yeah i got this."

when they escape and the demodogs come charging you and steve stand in fear.

"this is it, im going to die here."

steve grabs you hand.

the demodogs run past you and to the meat.

steve wraps you in the tightest hug and you're crying.

he kisses you on the top of your head.

getting out of the hole and talking tl him about billy

"steve you called me your girlfriend."

"yeah sorry, i just didn't want to see you get hurt."

"awe, you care about me harrington?"

"of course i do, idiot."

the night of the snowball you see dustin in the hallway walking to the front door.

"steve's here."

you and steve have gotten very close the past month.

"okay, i wanted to tell you you look good before you left."

"and did steve tell you his hair secrets?"

"maybe.." dustin chuckles.

its been about 30 minutes since steve took dustin and you hear a knock at the door.

you open it and see steve.

"hey y/n."

"hi steve."

"i was wondering if you wanted to hang out?"

"sure."

that night consisted of watching christmas movies and cuddling after a bit.

steve pauses the movie.

"what are you doing?"

"uh.. y/n i need to tell you something."

"oh okay.." you heart is pounding.

"you know what, fuck it."

you open your mouth to say something but before you can steve is kissing you.

it's soft and full of care and love.

you pull away needing air.

"i've loved you since you slapped him for breaking jonathan's camera."

you chuckle.

"i love you too steve, since you kinda saved my ass from the demogorgan."

falling asleep on the couch in each others arms.

dustin comes home and see you two and smiles.

"sTEVE WAKE UP"

both of you wake up.

"you forgot to pick me up."

season 3

you two are dating now yay!!

mom and dad of the party.

making fun of steve in his scoops ahoy uniform.

he rolls his eyes.

"you know you love it."

"yeah, you do look hot."

he loves to kiss you omg.

"steve don't kiss my sister in front of me."

does it anyway.

"what the fuck dude."

one night during the first nights of summer you and steve where having a prettt steamy make out session in your room.

his shirt was off and so was yours ;))

dustin walked in

" hey y/n csn i borrow- OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK."

you yell at him

"DUSTIN OUT NOW"

he zooms outta there.

back to making out lol

you are a year younger then steve so you're going into senior year.

steve reassuring you it's easy but ur not sure.

this boy loves to spoil you with ice cream.

when his parents aren't homd you come over and late night swim and cuddle on the roof looking at stars a lot.

he's so cheesy omg

when dustin comes back you giggle at there silly handshake.

"and hi babe."

kiss

"stEVE NO KISSING IN FRONT OF ME"

"let me love my girlfriend pls."

when you find out about suzie you get all protective.

"are you sure she's right for you?"

"i swear she is omf."

you and jon have been so busy you kinda stop hanging out but like you're too busy with the kids anyway.

best friends with robin omg.

when dustin and steve say that russian spies are in hawkins you laugh

then you hear the recording and you believe them oop

part of the scoops troop!!

when you get trapped in the elavator you cry.

"please don't cry babe, we're gonna be okay."

steve hugs u tight.

getting separated from steve and robin and you cry again.

"if he gets hurt i swear to god ill blow this place up."

"jesus calm down henderson."

you smile at dustin and wipe your tears.

after you got out of the vents for what felt like hours you find what looks to be a giant red block you can ride in.

"hell yeah!"

"dustin there's no key."

"shiiit."

finding a key and sitting in the back of the car thing with the deadly weapon.

"okay ready?"

"yep."

running and zapping the commies with the thing and erica is too.

after getting into the room you run up to steve and gasp.

"hi baby."

"oh hey y/n..." steve slurs.

you look at his swollen shut eye.

"jesus you're beat."

dustin getting them out and you help steve out of them room while erica and dustin help robin.

sitting in the back with robin and steve.

steve keeps putting his hand on your thigh and you hit it off.

"steve, i love you bur stop."

he stops.

getting back into the elavator and sigh at robin and steve.

steve falls of the cart and you kneel down next to him.

"he's drugged." dustin says.

"no im not dad."

you laugh.

going into the movie theaters and loosing the two idiots was no treat.

PT 2 IS OUT

#stranger things imagine #stranger things 3 #stranger things #st3 spoilers #st3 #stranger things spoilers #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington x henderson!reader #dustin henderson #dustin henderson imagine #dustin henderson x sister!reader

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fudgetunblr · 5 years ago

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Stranger Things 3: a Character Analysis

Eleven: Her new style is half clown, half edgy teen in the 2010s that was born in “the wrong generation.” Highkey looks like Screech from Saved by the Bell. A lil shit who’s super badass. We loove.

Will: seriously, GIVE. HIM. A. BREAK! HE JUST WANTS TO PLAY D&D WITH HIS FRIENDS, IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR??? Lowkey could be gay thoo. They dress him like he’s still season 1 Will, even though Noah has grown and looks like... WAAY too old to pull anything of that off. it’s like he’s a fourteen year old cosplaying as a nine-year-old. Will the wise™. Made me cry like a lil punk.

Mike: a lil shit 2.0. No, his hair is not nice. Took (1) scolding for him to not meet El. I ain’t calling him weak.. I’m just calling him weak. In love™. A dick to his mum. Has lied (1) once. Friends Boyfriends don’t lie

Dustin: Has a girlfriend because fuck u. Sings duett with said girlfriend for... reasons ????? A genius™. Steve’s favorite ™.

Lucas: Has had the same haircut for three seasons. Has been dumped 5 times™. Gives shitty advice.

Max: Gives slightly less shitty advice. Friend goals™. She was a skater girl, she said see you later boy. El’s Sensei™

Hopper: a snacc™. “Oh, fuck- I can’t believe you’ve done this”. Seriously, I’m about to kick some ass... R.I.P to the real MVP and the only valid character right now.

Joyce: I’m 99% sure the writers hate her because they seriously kill every single guy she ever dates or at the very least makes him an asshole. The real Nancy Drew.

Murray: love doctor™. [does anyone get a little bit of a gay vibe]

Steve: has won (1) fight™. Has fought Russians™. Daddy™. Hair™. an Ally™. will give away your identity to communists if drugged or possibly if asked nicely. Is not going to college and cannot score and that’s what you missed on: GLEE!

Billy: Duffer Brothers after season 2: “we’re not giving Billy a redemption arc”, Duffer Brothers in season 3: “hey, wouldn’t it be funny to give Billy character depth, a backstory, motives for why he acts so evil, have him show genuine emotion towards Max and have her care back, just to kill him off. HAHAHA, yeah, let’s do that!!”

alt. “She put you on the map” “as a seducer of the elderly.”

Nancy: Hair™. “I’m a bad bitch, you can’t kill me!”

Jonathan: has apparently won a fight against Steve. Honestly, his main role this season was to be the guy who yelled “LIGHTS!” and to follow along in Nancy’s shadows because the Queen stole the damn show from him

Alexei: a bean who deserved better. The Barb/Benny/Bob of this season.

Erica: a queen in her own right. Nerd™. The new face of Capitalism. So like ??? the future of America™??? Future D&D player. “I like how people sometimes say I’m four, five- I’M TEN, SO STFU!”

Barb/Bob: Still manages to appear.

Heather: present

Robin: The gay character we’ve been waiting for, didn’t expect, didn’t deserve, but has still been gifted to us. It’s safe to say that I love her and although I’ve only known her for like a day, if something were to happen to her you’d be sorry. Wing Woman goals.

Keith/Mr. Clarke: Five minutes of screen-time.

Tom: Larry Murphy before the events of Dear Evan Hansen.

Mrs Wheeler: you can talk to her™

Mr Wheeler: the best character™ no question about it. Relatable as heck and steals every scene he’s in.

Suzie: here to remind you that Gaten used to be on Broadway. as well as Sadie and Caleb. Mormon™

Mrs. Henderson: “MaYBe THey foRGoT”

Mayor Guy: if Capitalism was a person(™?)

Mind Flayer: Alexa, play STFU by Filthy Frank

Other characters that I haven’t mentioned: valid, but I’m tired

BONUS!!!

Music: On point™

Squads:

The boys™: "What’s better than this? Guys being dudes”

Scoops Troop: “when will you learn? when will you learn!?!?! THAT YOUR ACTIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCES!!!!!

Griswold Family: All the normal shit like romance and friendship belongs here. Mindflayer... nah. We’re gonna plot how we’re winning our partners back instead of, gee, idk, TALKING TO THEM !!!

The Adults™: We’re the Millers, but they’re all adults.

Mum’s not present: still valid

Mum’s at the pool: IT’S TIME TO STOP !!!

Erica & Co: lil shits™

Max & Elven: Alexa, play Girl just wanna have fun by Cindy Lauper

Ships:

Jopper: Russin Ballad™

Mileven: three inches™

Mucas: will break up 5 times and then get back together.

Byler: wE’Re NoT KIdS ANYmoRE

Harringrove: at least Steve didn’t get a girlfriend

Jancy: Sherlock and John alt. Bonnie and Clyde.

Suzie x Dustin: Will sing weird awkward duet together anf have corny pet names™

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darlinglissa · 4 years ago

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i req something w our girl steph. anything u want babe

shelby!!!! thank you, i love this! writing it was so much fun, i had a blast. steph is my queen, i love writing her. i took some inspo from jay’s (@wisdom-walks-alone) batfam quiz, specifically steph’s aesthetic answer about a 24 hour diner at 2 am.

link to my ao3 collection!

Bells jingle overhead as they stumble through the door, and they’re still trying to quell their laughter when the waitress behind the counter tells them to pick a seat anywhere. She has a small smile on her face as she says it, gesturing to the empty booths throughout the diner.

Steph walks with a purpose before plopping down at one of the vinyl booths beside the window to the quiet night outside. Jason and Dick follow suit dutifully, Damian trailing behind slowly while looking at the dinky diner in distaste.

She’s sure they must look out of place in their various crime-fighting garments, but she’s learned that if you walk with purpose and confidence you’ll never look out of place.

As Jason slides in next to Steph, Dick takes a seat across from her and gestures wildly for Damian to join him. “C’mon, Robin!”

He does as he’s told and gingerly sits on the padded bench, but not without a wrinkle to his nose.

Steph rolls her eyes. “It’s a diner, not a dive bar, kid.”

Jason chuckles, nudging Steph with his elbow, and says, “Not much better, if we’re bein’ honest.” The waitress stops at the end of the table with four menus and a tray of four glasses of water, eying the masked vigilantes with mild amusement as she hands them out. “Thank you, ma’am.”

The waitress nods with that amused smile still in place and says, “Let me know when y’all are ready to order,” with a wink at Steph before walking back to the counter.

Dick looks up from Damian’s squirming form to tilt his head at Steph and Jason. “Like we’d ever be allowed to set foot in a dive bar, let alone with Robin in tow.” He punctuates his statement with a pointed finger at Damian and a crooked smile. “B would roll into an early grave.”

Steph laughs, her mask digging into her cheeks. “Well luckily for me, B’s not my boss. I can go wherever the hell I please.” She barely spares the menu a glance before setting it aside carelessly.

She’s responded with indignant sputters from Dick and Jason.

“He is not my boss, Blondie—”

“We were partners, and now we’re equals—”

Damian chimes in with, “Batman has no control over me—”

Her laugh becomes louder, causing more sputters, but she cuts them off. “Are you ready to order or what?” Steph’s grin is nothing short of shit-eating, and only entices glares from the boys — grown, semi-grown, and still-growing — at the booth. She cocks an eyebrow at them, taking a sip of her water, and they just grumble and glare at their menus.

She hears Jason mutter under his breath, “Says the girl wearing bat ears,” but maturely ignores him with a swift kick to his shin under the table.

A black-clad hand waves the waitress over, Steph’s grin never leaving her face. “Heya, Sylvia. I’ll take my usual, thanks, and whatever the boys want.” She turns her gaze on them expectantly.

Jason looks up with that mischievous street kid smile that he never grew out of. “A cheeseburger with a side of fries, please.” His menu is put on top of Steph’s in the center of the table, and Dick picks them up seamlessly.

Fingers push the menus into a neat pile in his grip. “A stack of chocolate chip pancakes, thank you.” He hands her the stack of menus with a flourish, and Sylvia takes it with a glance at Steph that says Is this guy real? She shrugs; Dick’s never been one she’s positive is real, the entire time she’s known him. It’s the circus in him, that need to please an audience, Steph guesses.

“An egg whites omelette with mushrooms and tomatoes.”

He’s real.

Damian turns his nose up when Sylvia glances at him after jotting his order down. His mask enhances the distant snootiness, and Dick smoothly pushes his face back with a charming smile at her. His hand muffles Damian’s protests as he hands the last menu to her.

“I’ll be back with your orders,” she says with a wry smile, heading over to the chef’s window, her head slightly shaking as she goes.

Steph’s foot reaches all of their shins in succession, ignoring their cries of surprise. “I have to come back here, doofuses. This is my regular spot. Just because we happened to cross paths and decided to have a pow-wow doesn’t mean you can ruin the best waffles on this side of Gotham for me.”

Jason puts his hands up in surrender. “I didn’t do shit!” He’s met with a glare that has him rolling his eyes.

Before he can continue, Damian says, “Don’t worry, we won’t ruin your ever-so-good ‘reputation’ at this establishment, Brat-girl.”

“What he means to say—”

“I meant what I said—”

“—is that we’re happy to be here,” Dick finishes with a bright smile, as if Damian hadn’t spoken.

Placated for the time being, Steph leans back against the old vinyl booth. She wasn’t exaggerating; this is her spot. Something about the cracked vinyl seats, the broken jukebox in the corner, and the flood lights overhead that could blind you if you looked at them longer than ten seconds just calmed her. Sylvia’s almost always on shift when her patrol route finishes, and Jerry in the back makes waffles that rival the ones her mom used to make when she was little and had the time to spend with her daughter.

It may not be in the best side of town, or the best neighborhood, but it feels a little like what she’s always thought home should feel like.

Jason seems to recognize the look in her eye as her gaze roams the diner, dropping the subject for her. “Riddler is giving B a run for his money this week, huh?”

That startles a laugh out of Steph, bringing her back to the booth. “Eddie’s stepping up his game, good for him.” She fiddles with her straw wrapper, hands fidgety.

“Only you would be happy for a villain,” Damian sneers, but there’s no real heat behind his words.

Sylvia comes by with a large tray, setting the meals in front of them one by one. “Let me know if I can get y’all anythin’ else.” She goes back to the counter, pulling a book from below and settling down to read.

There’s relative silence as they all dig into their food, Steph drowning her waffles in syrup and then Dick drizzles it lightly over his pancakes.

There are two kinds of people in this world, and Steph doesn’t trust Dick’s kind.

Damian is uncharacteristically complacent as he eats his omelette. Steph won’t look a gift horse in the mouth, it’s not her style, but she eyes him a bit. He notices and stiffens. “What?”

“Is it to your approval, your highness?” she teases lightly, taking a bite of her waffles then gesturing to his plate with her syrupy fork.

His shoulders tense up slightly, but he nods. “It is acceptable.”

With a nod, Steph takes another bite. “Good,” she says through her mouthful.

Damian’s lip curls, but he refrains from commenting. Dick looks mighty pleased with this progress, and eats his pancakes with more enthusiasm.

Jason and Dick make quick work of their food like the boys they are, while Damian eats his neatly and efficiently like the little weirdo he is.

Steph finishes her waffles as Sylvia comes by with the bill, and she and Dick race to put their credit cards on the table. Neither card had their name on it, per se, but it was in their wallets nonetheless.

“B isn’t my boss, my ass,” Jason mutters as he watches them fight to pay without really paying. “You waste his money like he is.”

Steph swivels to fully face him. “Waffles are never a waste, Hood.”

He shrugs her tone off and slides out of the booth. “Thanks for the burger, Blondie.” He waves a hand out as he walks out.

Dick pouts, looking down at his card that had won the battle, but hadn’t really gotten the victory. Steph smiles smugly at him, handing her card to Sylvia without looking away from him.

“Well, time to head home, kiddo,” Dick says, ushering Damian out of the booth. “We should do this again, Batgirl.” He winks, before putting a hand on Damian’s shoulder and guiding him out of the diner.

Sylvia hands Steph her card back, not having really needed it with the card already on file. “They’re something else, Batgirl.”

Steph chuckles. “Aren’t they?” She watches as Damian shrugs Dick’s hand off of him, but stays close to his former Batman as a true Robin would. Jason starts to disappear into the shadows of his home neighborhood, but he flashes a smile at her when he notices Steph’s eye. “They really are.”

#mel writes #mel's 100 #dc #steph brown #batgirl #jason todd #red hood #dick grayson #nightwing #damian wayne #robin #my writing #shelbychild #my darlings #shelby the light of my life

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danwhobrowses · 5 years ago

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One Piece Chapter 979 - Initial Thoughts

Is anyone else nervous? I feel like we should be nervous...

After another week break we have One Piece, and I feel like these waits are gonna kill me before COVID gets close

But Spoilers for the Chapter, and Support the Official Release when it comes out

Another cover story bombshell, oh my fucking god! Just...How!? Pound you lucky son of a bitch how the fuck are you alive? The Will of P has not yet been snuffed out! Does that mean that Pedro and Pekoms may still have a chance at revival? What happened with Germa too, where is my Baeju!? Also the Tontottas finding him is gonna be hilarious, giant man and little people, hopefully we get a family reunion...and maybe some reverie news

Still very concerned about Law, he wasn’t cut from panel this time but he just looks very, solemn, like he’s about to do something he’s not all happy about

I find it odd that not everyone is clued in on Kanjuro being on Orochi’s side, sure it slows him down but even the people on the ships that were intercepting the scabbards were able to identify him as the traitor

Momo though has got some ideas, he knows how to use a sword but he’s only gonna be able to cut the rope before Kanjuro notices, I doubt he could even use it on Kaido. I dunno, Momo does not seem to be that kinda guy, also if he was able to control his DF he’d be able to escape those ropes much easier

We’ve got the Brachio Tank and Black Rhino back out, I liked the Fishman Island nod but this also means we’ll likely be getting Franky Shogun again, but Franky made note that there were upgrades so maybe it’ll be a new Iron Pirate/Super Armoured Me

Definitely laughed at the ‘He’s for sure gonna be spotted’ and ‘He’s for sure getting lost’ because it’s so painfully true. They have good intentions but they’ll sneak off, don’t be surprised if Zoro walks into the exact wrong room

Alas poor Sanji, you can’t get in the Harem Tank. Usopp does lowkey know how to be a ladykiller (though I doubt he thinks about it, he does have a doctor at home). But Carrot does work the Beast Pirates garb too, as does Robin...but as I said last chapter with Nami, you could put a paper bag on them and they’ll make it work.

Ooof, right in the Frobin there. We know what that was code for Franky, ride the back of your motorcycle you dog!

But Brook has to tickle my funny bone too by thinking it’s for him XD I guess the small victory here is that it reminds me of Grim Fandango; a giant beast that lives to build and upgrade riding a beast of a machine with a snarky skeleton at the back

Sanji still trying to get on the Tank though, he should really be using Stealth Black to find Luffy and Zoro, get a Monster Trio team up ¬u¬

But this does give Robin and Jimbei (whose Beast Pirates garb is cool but does nothing for being covert since it doesn’t cover his Sun Pirates tattoo at all) some time to chat, we’ve got a new formation as the Mature Duo, I would add Brook or Franky to that but the two do tend to do silly things from time to time

Someone is lurking though, which is a little worry, but I don’t think they’re enemies. I think if they were they would’ve jumped at the two at this point. Could be a scout, or it could be someone ready to throw another spanner in the system

Yup, I love Ulti, she tickles me with her dual personality. Also Sasaki’s cape is fire, kinda reminds me of Minato Namikaze from Naruto, I also think it’s a little telling that Who’s Who doesn’t have a cape or any long garment, it makes him stand out a little bit more

So King and Jack can now be accounted for, and the former is the one who summoned the Flying Six. It also seems clear that everyone knows that the Six want the Disasters’ spots

I will continue to add that Kaido keeps looking smaller and smaller, I mean, look at his debut panel

he’s standing in a crater and he still dwarves Kid, Hawkins and Apoo, but in the panel he looks like he’s about 3 times taller than Drake (who is 2.3m tall, about 20cm taller than Kid), his scale just feels reduced

Also on heights, Black Maria is taller than King. That is a Giant Woman

Bao Huang makes me feel like Oda’s been playing some Legend of Zelda in his spare time, though I ain’t mad at it

The schedule seems a bit weird, Orochi has a speech after Kaido? I guess it’s just a welcoming address because Kaido will afterwards be announcing the Big Mom alliance

Kaido is keeping a secret, and that is actually quite intriguing...it also means that the Raid will not succeed for a while, since we are to expect to hear this Chekov Announcement

Kaido’s son is not seen, but we know his name: Yamato. It’s a very interesting name to choose actually; it can refer to simply the dominant ethnic group of Japan, the clan, the period, the province, the Yamato Dynasty prince Yamato Takeru, Yamato-damashiii, could even go Okama with Yamato Nadeshiko or even just the battleship. It could also be a corruption of Yamata, which connects to Yamata no Orochi

For my money, Yamato would be based off of Takeru. With some minor wikipedia research it does have some narrative notes that could fit being Kaido’s son, I doubt he would slay an older brother because Kaido calls him an ‘idiot son’, but Takeru’s father Emperor Keiko kept sending him to other provinces, I could see Kaido sending Yamato across Wano or the world to try and emulate Oden, the last man he respected. Takeru’s legend is also interesting because he gets the Kusanagi sword, which Susanoo fished from the Yamata no Orochi, there’s also a brief note of cross dressing and composing the first sedoka in the Kai province, which can tie in with the other Yamatos listed

Yamato must be strong though if the Flying Six see it as troublesome, Yamato could be the one hiding in the bushes behind Robin and Jimbei. Him being relative to the announcement makes me think that Kaido has an arranged marriage for him, since that’s how Big Mom does alliances, maybe it’s to Pudding, or Smoothie, or that bitch Flampe

Ulti again has no fucking fear, the steel balls of this woman. But Kaido knows when to dangle the carrot, Who’s Who definitely wants that All Star spot, which continues to add focus on him

LUFFY! How is it that you manage to get to the big ass crowd of people, and it’s not like Kid is hard to find, look for someone with a Metal Arm next to a guy who blurts out FAFAFA...and of course he almost gets his cover blown by some drunkard and gets distracted by food (his chest scar is back now though after disappearing last chapter)

Oh god...memories of sweet-baby Tama are found in the reflection of the spilled soup, the Beasts Pirates being clear about how they disregard and waste the food while others starve. I bet Zoro and Sanji would also react similarly in this state for their own other reasons, hell even Big Mom could have a word or two to say about it, she really enjoyed that soup

But when Luffy has that glare, few things are gonna stop him

So obviously, really good chapter. A lot of lines have been drawn in the sand and we’re eager to know what comes next. But as much as I am eager I am waiting for the main thing to go wrong. We’ve already split our Monster Trio, in fact the largest group of the crew are the Weakling Trio in the Brachio tank with Sanji who could disappear anywhere, Shinobu and Carrot, there’s still the uncertainty with Law as well.

I am keen to know more about Yamato (though I am a tad let down that Katakuri isn’t related to Kaido, only because I wanna see Katakuri again) and about the Flying Six, but it’s also gonna be a tough spot if Luffy causes a rumble right now, Apoo and Queen are in that area and BM’s crew, Orochi and the Numbers are all within earshot.

Alas, another week break, though when Oda made the announcement about COVID I kinda did expect it, I guess I’ll just have to toil about it in my own spare time XD But what’s important is that everyone stays safe, and an extra week can help with the fan theories.

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melisa-may-taylor72 · 4 years ago

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Record Mirror- 08-25-1984

Ministry Of Works

Did you know that Freddie Mercury wants to make a reggae record? And that Roger Taylor would be selling flowers if he wasn't in Queen? Read on for more fascinating facts

MAYHEM IN Munich! Freddie Mercury is cavorting with a scantily dressed transvestite and it's only three in the afternoon. Are you man or woman enough to read on? Then swallow your vitamin pills and follow me.

Queen are limbering up for their forthcoming tour in Germany and to celebrate another single rising majestically up the charts, they're holding a little press bash in Munich's P1 club. A place even more decadent than the South Finchley Whiskey A Go Go.

The ghost of Adolf Hitler probably wanders around here on dark nights, as The Fuhrer used to store his paintings and other plunder in the club and the building next door. Unfortunately there's nothing left around today.

Instead, the club has gems of another kind. A selection of Queen's videos including the notorious 'Body Language' — and champagne and wine flowing like Niagara Falls.

The cabaret is Freddie's own idea: a group of well passed it drag artists, so outrageous in G strings and lingerie that they make Divine seem as tame as Marjorie Proops. Freddie's more than willing to join in when one of the girls does a rendition of 'I Want To Break Free', but the rest of the members of Queen look on shyly from the comforts of the bar. Everybody, but everybody is here to witness the event, including a film crew from the US air force, tramping around in full combat gear making a nuisance of themselves.

Freddie's doing well considering he's in quite a lot of pain. He remains tight lipped about the full details but he injured his leg after an incident in a club. A physiotherapist has been pummelling at it nearly every day.

"This c+ + + kicked me," says Fred. "I'm hoping my knee will be ready in time for the tour, but it's still giving me a lot of trouble. It might mean I will have to cut down on some of my more elaborate gorgeous stage moves."

FRED'S ALSO been hobbling around a Munich recording studio putting the finishing touches to his first ever solo album which should be out in January. Gadzooks, could this be the start of a split with Queen? Is it true Limahl's going to take over?

"Not at all. I've wanted to do a solo album for a long time and the rest of the band have encouraged me to do it. Some of them are even featured doing a few bits and pieces to help me out.

"There are a lot of musical territories I wanted to explore, which I couldn't really do with Queen. I wanted to cover such things as reggae rhythms and I've done a couple of tracks with a symphony orchestra. It will have a very rich sound."

Fred's also done some work with Michael Jackson, but he still doesn't know when this is going to see the light of day. They've done a selection of tracks together in Michael's home studio. For a while, Fred was even in the running to do 'State Of Shock'.

"I was out of town at the time so Mick did it instead," he says. "I don't mind at all. I'd like to release something with Michael because he is a really marvellous person to work with. It's all a question of time because we never seem to be together at the right time. Just think, I could have been on 'Thriller'. Think of the royalties I've missed out on.

"Michael has been a friend of ours for a long time. He's been to our shows and enjoyed them. We make a great team."

One of Fred's songs 'Love Kills', is being used on the soundtrack of the reactivated 'Metropolis' film and he hopes to make a 20 minute video using four or five of his own songs.Freddie and all the members of Queen have a long standing appreciation of 'Metropolis', which originally came out in 1927. Their stage set, in the shape of a futuristic city, has been inspired by it.The lighting rig measures 74ft by 50ft and the original design was so heavy they had to change it because it was in danger of bringing theatre roofs down. What a way to go, crushed by your own equipment.

AFTER THE European tour. Queen will be taking the whole shebang down to South America, headlining a 10 day festival in Rio. The place they will be playing is an amphitheatre down by the sea that can seat 300,000 people a night. It all makes Castle Donington seem like just another night at the Marquee. A local radio station in Rio held a survey to see who the most popular bands were and then some local promoters went out and booked them for the extravaganza. Naturally, Queen came out top.

Queen will also be doing some shows in South Africa. This is more than just a little bit controversial. Especially with the memory of Nelson Mandela still very warm.

"We've thought about the morals of it a lot and it's something we've decided to do," says Brian May. "This band is not political, we are not out to make statements, we play to entertain anybody who comes to listen. The show will be in Botswana in front of a mixed audience."

The band wanted to play Russia but the authorities objected. This situation might change now though, considering that Iron Maiden have been let into Poland to wreak havoc. *

"The Russians still think we're very decadent," confides Roger Taylor. "We want to play China as well, and Korea. John and I spent a holiday in Korea and it's a fascinating place. They're finishing work on the Olympic stadium for the next games!

Perhaps the Ruskies heard about Roger's high living on Ibiza. He's bought a house there and enjoys powerboat racing. Play time is over for the time being, though. After their two year break. Queen have been working more than 12 hours a day rehearsing.

"It's strange how rusty we are, and so we're trying to blow the cobwebs away," continues Roger. "It's taking a lot of work. Usually we rehearse until about nine and then we eat together and decide what we're going to do in the evenings. The clubs here are really fun. Something to cater for every taste or perversion.

"On the tour we'll be playing a lot of the old material and we'll be giving the audience what they want. A lot of the music I hear in the charts today doesn't interest me. I just can't see how anybody can get excited over Spandau Ballet. It doesn't send shivers up my spine. I like listening to Bruce Springsteen."

They might be old stagers, but Roger claims that tickets for Queen's British shows sold oul in three hours flat and they could have easily played another 12 nights here.

"We still have the rock and roil gypsy mentality," he says. "Even after 12 years without a line-up change we still really enjoy the buzz from playing live and the fact that we have hit singles. Some bands in our position might take it all in their stride, but we're still like kids, we get very excited.

"You've got to have a laugh haven't you? If Queen wasn't any fun, then I'd jack it all in and go and sell flowers."

Robin Smith

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