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xxvalkyriesxx · 2 months ago

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Answer and then tag three or more creators to keep the game going!

Thank you @popjunkie42 @jsmelodies @whyisaravenlike-awritingdesk @moodymelanist @witch-and-her-witcher for tagging me <3 <3 Love you all <3

1. How many words did you publish on AO3 in 2024?

81,805 😳😊

2. How many fics did you complete this year?

So far only 6 one-shots! The rest of my multi-chapter fics are still ongoing.

3. How many in progress or ongoing fics did you start this year?

This is my first year writing ACOTAR fics so I started 4 ongoing fics!

4. What was your favorite thing you wrote?

This is like picking a favorite kid haha, but Flying Changes has definitely change my life for the better. It just started off from a simple idea I posted and the reaction I got was explosive in the best way possible.

I rode for eight years when I was younger before I had to give it up for a lot of reasons. One day I would love to return to it, but for right now I'm reconnecting to it through my favorite couple <3

5. What piece was your most experimental or different from your usual style?

So two pieces I think best fit this question which is The Joker and the Queen and Labyrinth of the Night.

The Joker and the Queen is a fluff rom-com piece for the Acotar Gift Exchange and it's different my usual smut and or angsty fics, but in the best ways! It's such a fun piece to write and make Nessian be idiots in love.

I also chose Labyrinth of the Night as it's my only feysand fic (for now 👀). I'm a Nessian writer so writing outside my main ship is always a bit hard. I haven't always been a fan of feysand but I've read a few feysand fics that I just loved that I wanted to take a swing.

6. Did any fics surprise you - either while writing or their reception?

Honestly, The Blood on your Hands. I was mad about HOFAS once again, so I wrote a small fic of Cassian beating the brakes off Rhys for his reaction to Nesta (don't worry, Rhys is fine. Maybe I'll write a sequel where Feyre plays doctor xD).

I wrote this fic getting out my feelings and before I knew it the reception was huge. It's my most popular one-shot to date.

7. Do you have a fic you wrote and loved that went under the radar? (This is your sign to reblog/repost it!)

Probably Keeping the Summer Nights Away. It's a small fluff piece for Nessian week, and it's just very simple, but I honestly just loved writing Nessian doing a self-care night together haha.

8. Who is an artist that inspired you?

Oh jeez so many but to name a few - @dustjacketdraws madschofield (instagram), llibiarts (instagram), @jmoonjones, @janearts, @vivictory-draws.

These artists amazing at what they do and their art always makes my jaw drop!

9. Who is an author that inspired you?

Oh my goodness, again a lot of people but to name the ones who really convinced me (literally just by their writing alone) to jump head first back into writing fanfcition - @c-e-d-dreamer @kale-theteaqueen @separatist-apologist @moodymelanist to name a few.

I read ACOTAR back in 2020 so a little a before it really blew up, and eventually I ended up on Tumblr again seeking actoar content when Twitter got too toxic for me.

I was fanfic reader for the longest time. I did write for other fandoms when I was younger, but I either deleted or orphaned my works as I grew out of said fandoms. So for about four years, I just read fanfiction from the ACOTAR fandom. It was too the point that I tried to read whatever new Nessian fic was uploaded daily haha.

I wanna shout out one of the first Nessian fics I read, A Favor. It was the first fanfic that really spoke to me that I wasn't alone in how I felt about Nesta and her treatment with Cassian/the IC and vise versa. Come to find out years later, it's a classic for a lot of Nessian stans.

10. Who is a new author you discovered?

Ahhh you gotta check them out - @jsmelodies @littedidyouknow @beesays @wishcamper @whyisaravenlike-awritingdesk @unhealthyfanobsession @foundress0fnothing

11. Did you do any collaborations? How did it start?

Not at the moment

12. What accomplishments are you proudest of?

Taking a chance at writing again <3

13. What did you learn about writing or creating this year?

That I should be kinder to myself, and it's probably best to start off small. I started a fic back in March/April of this year with Eris/OC and I think the concept was good, but there was so much thought I was putting into, that I just ended up bored. It was going to be a heavy plot story about Rhysand's daughter that he had with Amarantha that featured dragons and a ton of OCs, but it just honestly back fired lol.

It was way too complicated and I didn't have the spoons for it. And you know, it happens lol. I have since deleted the fic because I don't plan to work on it.

14. What is your advice?

It's the most basic writing advice, but write what you know. If you go too far out of your comfort zone, it may be more damning for you in the long run.

Also if you can, use a text-to-speech service to help hear your story before you post it. I use the immersive reader on Outlook (I don't send my fics anywhere lol, but immersive reader is available for drafts). It's not perfect, but it helps give me a second pair eyes when I'm tired of visually editing.

15. What are your creative goals for 2025?

Finish at least two if not three of my ongoing fics! Participate in more character and ship weeks/weekends. Maybe finally get enough money to get a commission done for one of my fics.

No pressure but @foundress0fnothing @beesays, @velarisdusk. If you've already done this, no worries <3

#fanfic tag game #love you all #lets survive 2025 together <3

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popculturebuffet · 8 months ago

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Next up for Cartoon Network era of shows, who is your favorite character from each of the mid-late 2010s Dimensional era (shame they didn't get the best treatment and exposure on the channel, being the point when Cartoon Network was overplaying Teen Titans Go and pushing most other shows to the side) shows you've seen like: We Bare Bears, The Powerpuff Girls 2016, Mighty Magiswords, Ben 10 2017, OK KO Let's Be Heroes, Apple & Onion, Craig of the Creek, and Summer Camp Island?

We Bare Bears: Ice Bear though I loved them all. And as for thoughts, I really need to go back and watch all of this show as it was really good. Relaly solid. I think I just was in that hole of "If the status quo dosen't change I dont like it" which is still mostly true, it is kinda annoying to have a series long arc of someone wants to get a girlfriend with panda and not.. doing anything with that. But it's very clearly mostly slice of life shenanigans. ALso seems to have ended well

PPG: SIlico as he seems neat.. but I watched maybe one episode of this. I wasn't intrested, everything I heard was bad and looking back it seems half assed.

Mighty Magiswords: Yet another one from this era (and the last) I need to go back to, a true classic. Character wise I love Porhias for his voice and whole vibe. Though Vambre's legs will always have a place in my heart... moving on.

Ben 10 Reboot: Kevin having a bootleg omnitrix. This one I didn't see much of and while I may watch it some day for completions sake... it seems mid. Not as messy as ultimate or omniverse with some growth and really intresting ideas, but not nearly as intresting as the og or alien force seasons 1 and 2. It's firmly in the middle: trying hard to be funnier, inoffensive, but as bad as omniverse could get in it's worst moments... it had ambition. 2016 takes a much needed fresh start and just kinda... does a weaker version of the first show without the charm or real stakes or neat jack kirby-esque art style.

OK KO Let's Be Heroes: It's like asking me to pick my children you monster. But i'd have to go with Professor Venemous. He's a compelling villian, and while I feel we coudl've gotten more post shadowy figure takeover out of him (and may give him just that some day), he's an intresting villian whose bisexual as hell, clever and whose motivatoin and history with characters is great. The cast as a whole is though as this is the best show of the bunch here, though it has close compettition and you can probably guess who. It's fun, has well done character arcs, great action at a time Cartoon Network hated doing acction scnees (it's why SU got the shit end of the stick for a while and why this show ultimately did not last) and ended on one hell of a final episode (The actual climax is mixed but still pretty good given the time constraints). An all time classic and one of the best show's cn's put out and certainly one of my faviorites.

Apple and Onion: Onion, though ti's bittersweet given the whole Grahm Lihean thing. God dammit richard. A great show I wish i'd watched more of, really sweet and chill and like most of these as you pointed out , given the short end of the stick for teen titans not for me.

Craig of the Creek: Another all time faviorite and one I need to watch more of including the full story arc. But what i've seen of the story arc is excellent and the show as a whole is great, the recess successor I didn't know I wanted. It's still largely i'ts own thing but it's hard not ot see "Kids in their own elabroate clicks with terriotirY" and not think recess, but going way bigger than it's more grounded cousin. It's still clear most fantasy stuff is just the kids imaginations, but it dosen't hold back a fantastic show with a stacked roster of characters, a truly great world that just gets better and better, and a lot of nice character growth and moments. I'm not ready for it to end and boo HBO MAx for not wanting one of thier most succesful shows to go on. Favorite is JP. Eaisly. he's the boy.

Summer Camp Island: I"ve barely seen any of it I hear it's great and once again they screwed it over badly.

#cartoon network #we bare bears #powerpuff girls #mighty magiswords #ben 10 #ok ko let's be heroes #apple and onion #craig of the creek #summer camp island

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saras-dcla-events · 1 year ago

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Start your year with DCLA!

Is there a better way to start your year? From January 1st-January 31st, one prompt each day, will be focused on DCLA. While some will be focused on new years or january themes, some days will just be more generic.

These prompts can be used for writing, but also for art, or whatever you wanna do!

Now, here are the prompts. I struggled so much with making a good poster, and my first version was really ugly with just a white background and black text. And I figured, no, I need to fix this. So, I made something more decent looking.

I figured the importance is the prompts, not the style of the poster :) But I still wanted SOMETHING nice.

Day 1: Waking up after New Years Eve. What happened last night at New Years Eve? Did they have a wild party? Was there drama or was it a wonderful night? What’s happening now? How do the characters spend their first day of the new year?

Day 2: Summer vacation from On Beat Studio. We follow the Violetta characters for about half a year every season. But what are they doing in january, on their summer vacation? Let’s find out!

Day 3: Summer vacation from Blake South College. We follow the Soy Luna characters through their school year. But what are they doing on their summer vacation in january? Let’s find out!

Day 4: Summer vacation from school. This is the Bia day, and sadly it just says ”school” as we don’t know their school’s name (since we never see them there). Still, are the characters doing something fun on their summer vacation in january? Let’s find out!

Day 5: A January in the past. When the characters were younger, they had some things happen in january. What? That’s up to you to decide!

Day 6: New Years resolutions - do they keep them? Well, pretty self explanatory. What new years resolutions do the characters have, and have they managed to keep them this far?

Day 7: Bia canon couple on a date

Day 8: Violetta canon couple on a date

Day 9: Soy Luna canon couple on a date

Day 10: On vacation in the northern hemisphere. It’s summer time in the southern hemisphere, but what if they decided to visit the northern hemisphere, where it’s currently snowy and cold (well, I guess unless you go to vacation in California or something). How is it?

Day 11: Someone’s January birthday. SOMEONE must have a birthday in january and you can decide who.

Day 12: Soy Luna non-canon couple on a date

Day 13: Bia non-canon couple on a date

Day 14: Violetta non-canon couple on a date

Day 15: How has the new year been so far? More or less half of january has passed. How are they doing? This day is kind of generic and can help to maybe write a follow-up to a previous day you wanted to write a sequel to.

Day 16: A January in the future. How far in the future is up to you. Are we dealing with the teens now being adults, and being parents? Or even further into the future, are they grandparents?

Day 17: Soy Luna friendship hangout. Just a day where a couple of friends, anything from only being two of them to a whole big group, go and hang out together.

Day 18: Violetta friendship hangout. The same explanation as the one above

Day 19: Bia friendship hangout. The same explanation as the one above.

Day 20: A January deep talk. Some people have a talk that just gets very deep and real. Some angst might be involved, or it might just be a deep talk about something silly.

Day 21: An evening of singing and dancing. If there is anything the DCLA characters love, it’s singing and dancing! How does it go when they meet up in the evening to sing and dance?

Day 22: Summer job. You know, it’s likely someone has a summer job. What do they work with?

Day 23: Violetta family hangout. Any family in Violetta hanging out for the day. Could be any family from the show, and could also be a family hanging out in the past, maybe little Violetta with her parents and aunt, or a family constellation in the future. Maybe your favorite character’s family with their future kids. Or just a family hangout in the present time. Up to you.

Day 24: Bia family hangout. Any family in Bia hanging out for the day. Could be any family from the show, and could also be a family hanging out in the past, maybe little Bia with her parents and sister, or a family constellation in the future. Maybe your favorite character’s family with their future kids. Or just a family hangout in the present time. Up to you.

Day 25: Soy Luna family hangout. Any family in Soy Luna hanging out for the day. Could be any family from the show, and could also be a family hanging out in the past, maybe Luna back when she was Sol with her parents, or Ámbar as a kid (or why not an AU where her and Luna grew up together? 😉) or a family constellation in the future. Maybe your favorite character’s family with their future kids. Or just a family hangout in the present time. Up to you.

Day 26: D+LA day. Any D+LA show and something the characters are up to in january.

Day 27: Alternate universe in January. Go wild! Do any kind of AU of your choice. Does everyone have magical powers? Does it take place in another time period? Is it similar to the original universe but there are some key differences?

Day 28: A January dinner party. Someone is having a dinner party. How does it go? Do they have it inside or outside? Who are invited? Is there drama involved?

Day 29: A day at the beach. They go to the beach and they have some fun there!

Day 30: Summer fling. Is there a pairing you'd like to explore, but you don't see them as fully dating or last very long? Well, maybe they had a summer fling!

Day 31: Planning the rest of the year. What's the plans for the rest of the year for these characters? I wonder if their plans will hold.

If you want to make something, make sure to tag it "dcla january event 2024" and tag this blog!

Hope to see some of you there ;)

#dcla january event 2024 #soy luna #violetta #disney bia

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timecma · 2 years ago

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cyrus appreciation day!! mainly because of boredom but also i’ve just been feeling this urge to make these lol.

first and foremost, big thanks to you man. we’ve been friends for like….almost 2 years? 3? i’ve lost count lol— and i really have appreciated your friendship. you’re always willing to listen to me and my silly little rants whilst also giving me some advice which for me…it’s a little weird for me because i’m not used to being able to rant to people, i usually much rather listen to others ranting. did i mention i’m the complete definition of a hypocrite lmao-

but yea i really am grateful for your time and ability to give such incredible advice, be it actual or just little jokes. quite literally you are the dad figure in our friendship lol. and like an older brother i never had (in this scenario my cousin brother doesn’t count lol-) you are genuinely one of the sweetest, kindest and most optimistic person i know and oh my gosh your art <333 to die for. i love your style and just the way you draw !! and your roleplay…and knowledge…and theories…and canon explanations and basically just everything about you lmao- thank you once again and here’s to making more memories in the future (yk…when i’m not burdened with exams and losing my mind lol) <33

gift ;;

AHDHSIGWKZHAIAGHSVZKDGAISGA SHRIIIIIIII OMG THIS IS BEAUTIFUL THANK YOU SO MUCH AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! I LITERALLY LOVE THIS SO MUCH IT’S SO PRETTY IM IMMEDIATELY SAVING IT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA YOU’RE THE BEST THIS IS SO BEAUTIFUL HOLY MOLY IT’S AMAZING ARE YOU KIDDING ME AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!

Shri this was legitimately the best thing I could ever wake up to—you’re such a kind person and you’ve been really toughing it out for school and you’ve been doing such a good job!!!! Way to go on your exams btw!!! I know how hard you work for school, and you’re really going to go far!!!!!!!! Also, I’m always happy to just listen to you rant because honestly we all need someone to listen to us every now and then and I’m also super hard on myself when it comes to school and exams and stuff and your little tidbits about your school days are sometimes really funny or they’re just downright shocking—it’s always really fun to see what’s going on with you because there’s days where you’re just like “today something CRAZY happened and I HATE it” or “today something CRAZY happened and we got McDonalds” and it’s always the best ahahahaha!

I can’t believe we’ve been friends for so long already!!! Honestly where the heck did the time go???? But also it’s so nice knowing you because you’re such an awesome person and you make REALLY PRETTY MOOD BOARDS I SWEAR LIKE THIS IS GOING RIGHT NEXT TO MY XANTHOUS ONE REAL!!!!!! And you always have such aesthetic writing and you make really cool stuff! I can’t wait for when it becomes like officially summer and you get to relax and just do fun things again like write and roleplay and stuff and RELAX BECAUSE YOU WORK SO HARD DURING THE SCHOOL YEAR!!!!

Aaaaaaaaaa you’re so nice and kind Shri this is gonna make me cryyyyyyy!!! It’s literally everything I could have ever wanted this is amazing I’m keeping it forever and ever!!! Thank you, thank you, thank you times a million 🙏😭!!!

Also uno reverse and shoutout to you for always being super fun to message and share stories with because you’re literally one of the best people ever!!! This post has contained more exclamation marks than I’ve ever used before but I’m just super excited and also super grateful you’re so awesome and sweet!! Here’s to many more years of being friends and listening to your wild stories about how school’s going AJDGKAGAJAGSJAA!!! You’re the best! Seriously thoooo!!! Thank youuuuu!!!!

#THANK YOU SO MUCH AAAAAAAAAA #YOURE AMAZING #AND THE BEST #THIS IS THE BEST WAY TO START MY DAY YOU HAVE NO IDEAAAAAA

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mxharleyhua · 1 year ago

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Harley Hua ~ Task Thirteen: Short and Sweet

What is your favorite book from childhood? I was just talking to Elliot about this the other day, but I loved Watchmen. I know it's not really for children, but my parents didn't. I also had a more age-appropriate book I loved, because the art was so beautiful in it. I remember it took place in the woods, but not what it was called or what the plot was. But it was so detailed, and colorful, and had a unique art style.

Do you own an item that comforts you when you’re sad? Do my art supplies count?

What makes you happy? I seem to have a one-track mind tonight but after a long day I love to go home, take off my cochlear implants, light a candle, and spend hours painting. I do my best work in the middle of the night when everyone else is asleep. What are three things you like about yourself? I like almost everything about myself. That sounds like a cop-out, but it took me a really long time to learn self confidence. So maybe that's the first thing I like - that I'm a confident person. I also like the discipline I have to eat right and work out every day so that I can have the body I always dreamed of. And I love my sense of fashion. It's so much fun to dress up for all the events we have here in Merrock.

Which season is your favorite? Summer, easily! I love the heat, getting to spend a lot of my free time at the beach, and how much brighter everything feels; literally and emotionally.

Do you believe in the supernatural? What are we defining as supernatural? Ghosts and witches? Or are more religious symbols such as Gods, angels and demons also supernatural? Being raised both Jewish and Chinese, I got a lot of mixed messages as a kid. Parts of my Chinese culture are clearly against Jewish law. But I didn't grow up orthodox, so I've always taken it with a grain of salt on both sides anyways. I was generally discouraged from things like magic, or ghosts and demons, unless it was coming from a Chinese family member. I think my parents disagreed with how to raise us in that regard and tried to compromise, but it just made any of it being taboo feel nonsensical. Anyways, both cultures say not to mess with ghosts but I really want to go ghost hunting one day. Name a song that has a deeper meaning to you You've activated my Deaf card. What do you think about social media? I think it's great! Obviously, there are some drawbacks. But it allows people to connect in a way we couldn't have just a couple decades ago, and connects vulnerable people to resources that they need. How many queer communities have thrived on websites like tumblr? I remember being a teenager and seeing people like myself online when I didn't know there was anyone else like me in Merrock. It was lifechanging! What would be your dream job? Illustrator. Specifically, illustrating comic books but I also really want to do childrens books too. Name three things you don’t leave the house without My keys, obviously. And my phone. Normally I have my wallet or my cochlear implants on me, but not always. With so many places having tap-to-pay now, you really only need those two things. What is your favorite comfort food? My grandma is an amazing cook and she does this delicious lamb hot pot. It's a good thing she lives so far away, because I could not stick to my nutrition goals if I had the opportunity to eat that every week. Are you an active person? / What do you do to stay active? Is water wet? Technically not, but that's not the point. When I'm not painting or instructing a class, I'm almost always on the move. I try to spend two hours at the gym every day, although that's not always realistic with my busy schedule. I get a lot of steps in, walking around and giving tours at From Brush to Canvas. And I grew up doing gymnastics and cheerleading and try to practice so I don't lose my ability to do some of those stunts. Even as I've transitioned, I've managed to keep a lot of the flexibility I grew up with. I also live in the ocean in the summer, whether I'm surfing or swimming. Name your three biggest inspirations (people-wise) My brother and my grandma are easily my first two. Leaving my family for the third one, I think Gerda Wegener was amazing and pushed boundaries on sexuality and gender with her art in a way I really admire. What is currently your favorite airing show? I don't watch a lot of TV. When I'm at home, I like to take off my cochlear implants and enjoy the silence. And after a long day, the last thing I want to do is read captions for an hour straight. But I'm really excited for Echo to come out in a couple months. If you had to go anywhere right now, where would you go? If I had to? A warm, tropical beach that has complimentary cocktails and crystal-clear water.

#merrocktask #(task 013.)#(about.)

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salsakiyoomi · 2 years ago

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hi! i was wondering if i could get event matchup for spiderverse?

i'm new follower but i already love your blog! your theme is so pretty and your writing brings me sooo much joy!

i'm 20 y.o woman, my pronouns are she/her

i'm demisexual panromantic

i'm enfp 7w8, leo

i'm 6'0 and have amber eyes, long gold blond curly hair and hourglass figure

i'm positive and upbeat person, i try to see the bright side in most situations

i'm friendly, energetic, confident, sarcastic, responsible, maybe a bit chaotic, cheerful and bubbly

i care about my friends and family a lot, and go out of my way to show it

i enjoy having fun and living life to the fullest

i'm very competitive and passionate person

i really like puzzles, riddles and crosswords

i love making people smile

i have morbid, dark sense of humor

sometimes i randomly say a weird obscure fact in the middle of conversation

i can play on violin, cello, piano, guitar, saxophone, harp and drums, i'm currently learning how to play on trumpet

i like poetry and sometimes i write a poem or two, also i'm writing my book

i'm ballet dancer since i was a kid and i love performing

i'm working on my own cartoon

i never quite grew out of the fantasy phase, and i'm still enamored with tales of changelings and witches

i work as illustrator for fantasy books and books for kids

i'm kinda struggling with taking rest, doing nothing, because there is always something to do, something new to learn, etc.

i'm afraid of stagnation

i overuse this kind of emojis→(⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)

my style is something between whimsigothic and cryptidcore

i love: found family trope, summer, sunflowers, collecting things, colors yellow, maroon, blue and green, astronomy, tea, making and watching movies, forests, making jewelry, cooking, baking, d&d, horrors, animals, plants, gardening, traveling, art, history, world mythologies, works of J.R.R Tolkien, learning new things, psychology, handicraft

ideal type: someone who truly understands me. someone who i can go on and have deep talks with them. i want this magical ✨connection✨

sorry if it's too chaotic

i hope you have a fantastic day (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)

HONEYMOON MATCHUP WITH : MILES MORALES

— honeymoon

— miles is not exactly sure how the two of you met — the one thing he vividly remembers about the first time he had seen your face though was the one time he bumped into you in the school hallway— you were carrying a stack of papers and he tripped over his own feet and the two of you fell to the ground — he apologized profusely while helping you gather your papers — he was a mess, blushing and stumbling over his own words and you laughed and he paused — the sound was like music to his ears. you'd smiled at him and told him that it was okay and he shouldn't worry about it — he might've said something along the lines of "uh, uhuh, yeah, i'm so sorry." because he truly couldn't manage anything else out, too awe-struck by you — you could say he literally fell for you.

— you became close friends quickly after miles found out the two of you share art class — by heart, he was an artist, so it was no surprise when you found sketches of yourself in his sketchbook and teased him about it, it was all good fun with the two of you laughing and then comfortable silence fell over the two of you after, and almost as if on instinct, miles leaned in, pressing his lips to yours in a soft peck — it was like he was drawn to your lips ( actually, he always has been ) and he pulled himself towards the attraction instead of resisting it, it was only to his surprise when you kissed him back.

— and then, when it was summertime and you were sitting atop a roof and miles swung right besides you — laughing at how you yelped in surprise before taking off his spider-man mask and handing you a bouquet of sunflowers he had handpicked for you himself, grinning at how happy you looked, you were laughing as you inhaled in the scent of the flowers, before hugging him tightly and thanking him, he laughed — his heart skipping beats in his chest as he leaned in to kiss you, to savor your sweet taste that matched the sweet words you always spoke to him, and he couldn't help but think about just how lucky he was.

— what's on the radio : stop the world cause i wanna get off with you, the arctic monkeys

a/n : this man is literally so dhuwhjdsh i love him so much, ty for the request <33

#1k event matchup #1k milestone #honeymoon match up event #spiderverse #atsv matchups #miles morales

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mcndyhcrtmcn · 15 days ago

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Task #24: All about love...

A LITTLE ABOUT LOVE

What does love mean to you? love is wanting the other person to be happy, to put them before you

When is the first time that you can remember experiencing love? when I was a kid

Who is the very first person that you ever loved? probably my mom. or my sister.

How many relationships have you been in? long term? two or three

Has love ever gotten you into trouble? ...yes

Has love ever gotten you out of trouble? ...yes

Do you show your love through grand or small gestures? a bit of both, depends on the day

How do you feel about saying ‘I love you’? Is it easy for you, or hard? it is easier now than it used to be

Is there a difference between loving someone and being in love with them? If so, what is it? loving someone means caring for them. being in love with someone is wanting them, needing them in your life, no matter what.

Do you love yourself? yes

HEARTBREAK & THE DOWNSIDE

Have you ever had your heart broken? yes...

Have you ever broken someone’s heart? yes...

What is the worst break-up that you’ve experienced? summer after high school, I ran off

What is the best break-up that you’ve experienced? probably in art school, when we just decided not to see each other anymore

How do you typically handle a break-up? eating lots of ice cream

Have you ever cheated on someone before? nope

Have you been cheated on? I don't think so

What’s your go-to movie, song, food or activity that you need to get through a break-up? ice cream and Pretty Woman

Have you ever been married and experienced divorce? Or something similar? nope

Did your last relationship end well? yes

I’M IN LOVE

What is your current relationship status? happily taken

How long have you been with your partner? we have been together for a while, officially to the rest of town summer of '23

Are you… y'know, in love? duh!

What are your plans for the future? being a cool couple together and adopting lots of animals

How did your relationship begin? went to Touchback and chatted them up, flirted a bit, and we kind of went from there...

Are you the big spoon or the little spoon? Hehe! both? Depends on the day

What is your favorite thing about your partner? they always are excited about the things they are passionate about, they make me feel loved, they are very very cute.

How do you say you’re sorry after a fight? kisses.

Do you co-habitate? Do you hope to someday, or like your own space? not yet! We live separately but are that couple who leaves our things at the other's place...

Do you have kids? Any thoughts of having them in the future? do furbabies count? I can barely take care of myself, but I will gladly fill in the role of fun aunt Mandy.

THE SPICY STUFF

Do you enjoy sex? yes

How long have you been sexually active? 16 or 17?

If you have a partner, do you have a healthy, active sex life? oh hell yes.

If you are single, are you still sexually active with others?

Are you the casual sex type, or do you need a relationship? well, now that we're in a relationship, it's been the latter. But before that, it was just a lot of casual sex.

What kind of lover do you consider yourself to be? a fun one, but also I think I'm pretty sweet.

Are you adventurous in the bedroom, or do you keep it tame? pretty adventurous, vanilla ain't my style.

Sex toys in the bedroom? that's what my Spencer's account is for

Have you ever had sex in public? maybe yes

How many partners have you had? six... and maybe college Mandy was involved in a menáge a trois one weekend?

FUN STUFF ABOUT LOVE

What is your favorite love song? Only Exception - Paramore

Favorite romantic movie? Pretty Woman

Best date that you have ever been on? first date with Stelly... or any date with Stelly... do I have to pick?

What’s a meal that says 'I love you’? chocolate cake.

What type of valentines would you send out if you were in school? the cute ones with the cartoon animals!

Favorite Valentine’s day candy? Peeps

Who was your first celebrity or “famous’ crush? Keanu Reeves. I had a weird obsession with the movie Speed, okay?

How do you feel about Valentine’s Day? used to be kinda neutral about it, now I love it!

Do you decorate for Valentine’s Day / the season? I have a few pink things in the apartment, but the studio is all decked out.

What are your Valentine’s day plans? spending it downtown with Stelly

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April 2004

April 1, 2004

“hey heartbreaker, you'll never work in this town again”

I think someone is impersonating me online. Could be a joke. But if you talk to someone online and they say they are me, they aren't. I don't talk to anyone online. Texas is fun. We got some sick clandestine hoodies. They've got bats on the hoods and all. Sidenote: I love nickplan. Sorry my words don't have the same weight they usually have right now. Usually they feel stuck in my throat, today it feels okay inside my skin. Oh yeah chicagoland. We want to roadtest some of our new songs so we will be playing around unannounced on shows at really small venues in the next few months. If you snooze you lose. You never know what show we may play.

April 4, 2004

“we love life”

Texas was sex. Dallas being the most amazing. Its hot down here. We played with a band called DV8, this really young band (13-15). They were rad. The bassists bass was bigger than him. Me some rad kids in arkansas, they were starry-eyed and made me tongue-tied. I've been writing a lot lately. All my old charms and curses are back in full swing. I can't wait to get home. Well take these hearts and rename them dangerous and invincible. Well make them too hard to break.

Peterpan

April 7, 2004

“a man-made monster with every human emotion (clandestine explained 1)”

So a lot of people have been asking us about these hoodies and shirt with bats on them. It is not a clothing company. It is not a new band. When I was younger I had this same nightmare over and over again- so my friend tim biedron and I made a story of it (www.timbiedron.com to check out his art). The story is finished and we are waiting on some of the illustration. You may love it or hate it but its something that was stuck inside my head for a long time. We will be selling shirts and skatedecks online soon (www.clandestineindustries.com) and the story will be available this summer. Take the time to check it out if you get a chance.

Love peter

April 10, 2004

“ice age, heat wave cant complain”

i really like the new modest mouse cd. it's called good news for people who love bad news. purchase it.

April 11, 2004

“the moon has one third less gravity than your earth, i don't know if you can comprehend that”

im home. i love aqua teen hunger force. its hilarious. i wanted to let everyone know that if you haven't heard the point id suggest checking them out. a good mix of core and punk rock type stuff. i really really enjoy the hell out of them. www.thepointrock.com

still listening to modest mouse. still think you should get it. being home is nice. im full of food and really clean and im wearing my hood up. im way tired.

April 11, 2004

“I want to sleep on portraits painted as perfect as you”

Thanks for fun on tour. For the record for those in freeport- we had a little bit of fun with you. I will not ever drink. Its not my thing. So if you think there was more than water in that beer bottle, I have a bridge you might wanna buy too.

April 12, 2004

in response to a post on our messageboard, i want to say that i eat only cocoa crispies. i dont dig any other cereals.

April 14, 2004

“in case you're keeping score”

Being in a band is the ultimate friendship ruiner. Went to two shows tonight. In addition to all the smoke got to hang with: akas, beautiful mistake, dld, apo, senses fail and rufio. Being in a band is the best friendship maker. I am getting this awesome bass custom made, black with a red pick guard, no knobs, wired "on". I think it got me weird, so I dyed my hair red and black. Its sex or maybe not. I have 80 pages of lyrics to wade through. New songs soon. New love soon. Style update: I'm only gonna wear little polo tees with the collars up from now on. The clandestine webstore is almost up. I want to get "mom" tattoo for mothers day.

Peter

April 14, 2004

i just wanted to welcome the academy to the family. it's cool cause i've seen these guys go from the beginning and now we're here....

- petey

April 15, 2004

“who dares wins.”

i have been having such a rad time at home. but i must admit i haven't gotten used to sleeping with out hearing my friends breathing in hotel rooms. my bed doesn't feel the same. we leave again today. i am excited to see old friends. i am excited to see some bands too. the full clandestine website is going to launch on april 22 at www.clandestineindustries.com - we'll have some gear at the next couple of shows.

i was gonna post some pictures of my experiments with shaving and hair dye here. but i don't know how so go on over to: www.fueledbyramen.com/journal to see em.

love peterlewiskingstonwentz

i've found that liars always sing the loudest. heart in mouth, ego on sleeve. you've always got the right girl and the right line. i swear to god, take this mic and cross my heart and hope you die. i'm singing this one just flat of the key of love. liars always sing the loudest. the act is getting old but i'm sure all the fools will follow like vermin down the hole.

April 15, 2004

hey jerks. i got bored and dyed my hair red and black- oooh scary. when i am home i only wear sweatpants and don't shave. here's a look into the life of a loser:

make me say ugh nahnahnahnah

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there's that quarterback smile we all hate

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born to lose

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pretty emo bro, you could use this one to score on live journal

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and here's the after shaved and ready to do some stagedives. new jersey or bust.

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this may in fact be photo evidence that i am gay

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now that we have that out of the way. the full clandestine site should launch on april 22. we'll be selling some gear at skateandsurf and at a couple of these shows on the way out. tour never ends. for real go and listen to my friend ben's band, it's called Not Enough Gold. they smoke. our tour this summer is gonna be called "believers never die" get into it. sorry for all the pictures, this ain't my space biatch, send me some.

1 2 3 L U V!

- petey

April 26, 2004

so much has been going on. my head has been moving too fast, i can't catch up. clandestineindustries.com is up.

i've got a picture from skate and surf in new jersey. we will have more soon, excuse the quality. you can see how insane this room was.

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- petey

#fall out boy #pete wentz #livejournal #pete wentz livejournal

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Discovering the Dorney Park & Wildwater Kingdom: Thrills and Fun for All Ages

Introduction

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Unique Things to Do in Allentown, PA 1. Experience the Thrills of Roller Coasters

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2. Cool Off at Wildwater Kingdom

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If you're visiting Dorney Park & Wildwater Kingdom with young children, make sure to check out Planet Snoopy. This themed area is dedicated to the beloved Peanuts characters and offers a wide range of kid-friendly rides and attractions. From gentle carousels to mini roller coasters, there's plenty of fun to be had for the little ones.

4. Enjoy Live Entertainment

In addition to the thrilling rides and water attractions, Dorney Park & Wildwater Kingdom also offers live entertainment throughout the park. Catch a show at the Good Time Theatre or enjoy live music performances at https://platinumstarservices.com/spotless-spaces-the-power-of-residential-cleaning-in-easton/ various locations. These lively performances add an extra element of fun and excitement to your day at the park.

5. Indulge in Delicious Food

No amusement park experience is complete without indulging in some delicious food. Dorney Park & Wildwater Kingdom offers a variety of dining options ranging from classic amusement park fare like hot dogs and funnel cakes to more unique offerings like international cuisine and gourmet burgers. Treat yourself to a tasty meal or snack to keep your energy levels up throughout the day.

Things to Do in Allentown, PA This Weekend

Planning a weekend getaway to Allentown? Make sure to include Dorney Park & Wildwater Kingdom on your itinerary. In addition to the park itself, there are plenty of other attractions and activities in Allentown that you can explore during your visit.

1. Visit the Allentown Art Museum

If you're interested in art and culture, don't miss the opportunity to visit the Allentown Art Museum. This museum features a diverse collection of artworks spanning various periods and styles, including American art

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i'm obviously not an expert, but i don't see anybody currently capable of leading an insurgent young fascist movement. fuentes is probably the most charismatic and personable of the options (not saying much but stay with me), but he's too wedded to establishment politics (trump, the electoral system, the church)(while i think american fascism is necessarily going to be some kind of christian, fuentes' attachment to catholicism mixed with his trying-very-very-hard 'bro' persona reads as corny youth pastor to me). and while he has good PERSONAL political instincts, i think he is a little insecure about being the top dog relative to OTHERS. i say this because he surrounds himself with flame-outs and losers. at first i thought it was a way to guarantee loyalty and experience (as in, "you know how politics works so i don't have to train you, and you're such a has-been you'll be forever indebted to me for letting you back into the game"). but now i believe he's getting people who'll make him look good by comparison. i think my belief in his good political instincts made me overestimate him.

thomas rousseau from patriot front is a total void of charisma. i jokingly called groypers "the kids in high school who had rolling backpacks," but i think thomas rousseau is even more. that. he's like ben shapiro without the facial filler. but i heard him on a podcast talking about the founding fathers and he probably has the most coherent vision for american fascism. on paper he's probably the best. in that he has a personal affect made for writing books.

a successful american fascism would see fuentes strap rousseau to his shoulders ratatoille style so he could be puppetted around.

everyone else is in the distant third and fourth and fifth and sixth and seventh.

elijah shaffer is an also-ran who looks like someone deflated james somerton and kept him in a warehouse for later use. not even getting a bad dye-job dasha nekraredscare-wannabe to host a podcast with him is gonna help him get the throne. gb2garage and fix my car! you're like in your 40s (eta: he's younger than i am by two years! he LOOKS old!!!)! you have a family! why are you posting thirst traps! why are you talking about girls' "body counts"! the only 'body' you should 'count' is your wife's!

charlie kirk is not even a little bit fascistic. he's an empty suit. i don't even think he exists, not really. and all the "we have nick fuentes at home!" from the kochs and their ilk will not make kirk have genuine, organic appeal. i've said it before but i'll say it again: the only young people i've seen that have any kind of attachment to TPUSA are ones in a captive audience. homeschool kids whose parents have serious opinions on the wokeness of canned soup brands. patrick henry students who've been let out of their pens for a day of supervised summer fun.

the trs network remnants and hangers-on (njp, white art collective, ftn, handsome truth, anybody anonymous comrade collective profiled) are toothless and old by now. the pool parties may as well be at the george lincoln rockwell memorial retirement home.

anyway. i'd feel happier about this but the right still has all the power, the planet is still dying, and the left (whatever left exists) can't mount a coherent defense to any of it. knowing i can shove all these people into lockers doesn't change the fact america's still prodding its stupid hamburger fingers into the open wound of palestine, my friends can get fired at will, i can't buy a house, nobody has good healthcare, and every winter the basements on the south side overflow with nonsexual toxic sludge. they don't even let us have all the good drugs! NOT EVEN THE GOOD DRUGS! AND HAVE YOU HEARD THE MUSIC LATELY??????

man the fash were trying to make 'white boy summer [but we're saying it racistly]' happen in like 2021. it's not going to catch on if a koch bros puppet says it. maybe it'll be even LESS successful.

wait wait i have an idea. since it seems the groypers are getting turned into regular-degular republicans instead of the other way around, i think charlie kirk should start calling things based, if he hasn't already. really run a train on every meme, affectation, every post, every tic. kirk and his ilk are so void of charisma they'll make these concepts stale just by proximity.

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DRAGONSLAYER [Chapter 1]

Word count: 2k

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader / Y/N

Genre(s): Strangers to friends, Friends to lovers, mutual pining, slow burn

Warnings: Strong Language, Suggestive Language, Sexual Themes (The Usual)

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Summary: A hot summer in Hawkins, an intimate art project and two people with way too much sexual chemistry walk into a bar. Mutual pining ensues.

It’s summer in Hawkins and everything is humming. The beating of wings outside the humid classroom’s window, the soft thrum of a bus engine outside, the Munson boy’s foot tapping rhythmically against the sticky floor tiles.

For the past 20 minutes you’d been stuck in a constant loop of tuning into Mrs Samson’s voice, trying your hardest to ascertain the details of your super important end of term art project, to subtly matching the steady rhythm coming from his ragged sneakers with your pencil against your cheek - rinse and repeat.

“It’s really up to you kids how you wanna go about this - the work has to equate to 10 hours, whether you decide to take your projects home and do them there or if you’d prefer to use the studio space here. Either way, I want to see your best efforts. Go off, go wild, find inspiration and bring back 3 portraits of your partners, different art styles if you please - as long as they tell me a story. If you want to write a little something to accompany them, by all means - go crazy.”

Now you were listening.

Harrington is the first to raise his hand. A surprise, he’s usually as mentally present as you were during Samson’s class - always too busy whispering to a girl or fixing his hair to impossible heights in the reflection of the glass windows.

“Sorry, did you just mention partners? So this is a uh, a group project or?-”

“So glad you asked, Steven. I was just getting to the fun part. Talk amongst yourselves, hunt down a muse. Everyone is present today, by some miracle - so there should be an even split, every person in the room should be able to find a buddy.”

Her eyes openly flicker to the hyperactive metalhead’s ever-rattling desk for a moment.

“Just save me a headache and figure it out by the end of the week? It’s Wednesday, so 3 days should be enough. Got it? Good. Best of luck to you all.” She keeps her tone lighthearted as a foot knocks against the rocker’s desk leg to silence it.

“Apologies, Mrs S. I’m a slave to the rhythm y’see.” The throws a juvenile but charming grin her way for style points.

The senior Master of Arts shakes her head and allows an amused sigh to slither from her nostrils before making her way to her desk again, picking up where she left off and continuing to drone on through the rest of the project’s bullet points.

You’ve only got 2 classes with the guy, yet you had to admit it was nice to see a teacher almost play along for once - like you wanted to. Wasn’t his fault that his joy was loud. And infectious.

You, on the other hand, were currently allowing the new information to settle into your brain and sink heavily to the bottom of your stomach with dread.

You fucking hated working in pairs.

It was awkward, you didn’t like to share your ideas in fear of judgement and generally, you preferred the lone wolf route to passing grades. Anyone who says differently is an absolute fucking sociopath.

The remainder of the hour flashed by you like this, stewing away in your misery - faced toward the window, brows furrowed with nothing behind your eyes as your stomach turned at the possibilities of who might approach you when the bell rang. Or even worse, who you’d have to approach. So deep in your distressed daydreams, you barely notice the shrill, drilling ring signalling you all to get up to either leave or briefly discuss who you’d be in your shared suffering with.

Anxious eyes zipping back and forth along the rows of desks, you frantically attempt to locate the singular person you could call a friend in the room - Steve. Picturing the two of you losing your minds over the caricatures you’d create of one another had given you some hope for fun - which was immediately crushed as you watched Kelly Hawthorne basically magnetise to his side as you stood like an idiot, mid-stride.

Great. Made sense, she’d been making googoo eyes at him for weeks now - despite his reluctance to acknowledge it. You shared a look of exasperation with him from across the room as he shrugged his shoulders in defeat, mouthing a brief ghost of an apology, putting on his best attempt at watery puppy eyes - earning an irritated scoff from you.

Like fuck was he sorry, he’s probably gonna do a little dance about it when you meet up to go home later. Asshole.

Deciding this was a problem for another day, you’re sleepwalking from one class to the next, not really focusing on anything in particular.

3 hours later you’re at lunch. You’d blinked and suddenly you were seated at your usual spot, between Robin and Nance - picking the crust off of your already dry sandwich.

“Sooo, Steve mentioned some art thing you guys gotta do for Samson’s class? What’re you doing this time - finger painting, paperclip sculptures, tasteful nudies in the woods?”

Ignoring the subtle dig at your favourite subject, you decide to play along.

“Ha-ha, Rebel Buckley. We should be so lucky, it’s actually somehow more erotic than that.”

“Oh? Suddenly I’m actually kinda interested, please do go on sweet thing.”

“I’ve gotta spend 10 hours staring at some schmuck’s mug, probably making a whole lot of sensual eye contact, maybe a cheeky hand finds its way onto my knee as the sun sets next to us and I notice some gold in their eyes. We lean in slowly, they brush some stray hair behind my ear and we-”

“-Uhuh, uhuh. That’s all sooo obscene or whatever, but for real - I already have Steve on my ass just begging me in the absolute most pathetic way you’ve ever seen... to teach him how to use a pencil.”

“You’re fucking with me.”

“Tempting. But I absolutely am not fucking with you, baby.”

By the time you’re done going over the semantics of the task at hand with Robin, her attention was fully enraptured by Nancy and Steve’s bickering over whether her blouse was cyan or teal. Not at all interesting, but Robin just liked to ramble, so you allowed her to indulge and focused back on your now- completely stale lunch.

Examining the ensemble around you, you're overwhelmed by a sea of faces and potential subjects for your masterpiece. Ah ,except, your options were in fact limited to your classmates. Flicking a piece of sandwich crust at Steve’s head, you’re panicked as you ask him the million dollar question of who was left - just how finite were your options now?

“Weeeelllll. I saw Hargrove manspreading alone when I was packing up my shit, Kelly said her friend Graham was still looking and then there’s uh - Manson?”

“-Munson.” You bite.

“Right. Yeah, him. Sooo, looks like you’re with 'Graham-Cracker'. Mind the dust on his sweater, it's dandruff - not crumbs.”

“You’re kidding.”

“’Fraid not. Well, I mean. Unless you wanna claim the freak and somehow manage fail an art class.”

Nothing against the guy, but Steve made a point. The chances of seeing Eddie Munson within the walls of the school was as likely as a bigfoot sighting.

His brows crease together as he considers something for a moment before speaking up again.

“Hey, Hargrove’s an asshole but at least he’s sorta pretty, righ-”

“-I’d rather chainsaw my own head off, thank you.”

“Gotcha.” He concedes while trying to picture the logistics of your threat, rolling his eyes and angling his body back toward the raised voices and erratic hand motions of the girls beside you.

It’s your final class of the day and it’s History. With Eddie Munson and Billy Hargrove. What fine choices. Your eyes had been darting between the two boys for 15 long minutes now - undoubtedly, you’d be doing this for the remaining 45 without coming to a final decision. Yeah, sure. Billy was very pretty - all enviably long eyelashes and ocean eyes but he was also a filthy little letch and not one that you wanted in your bedroom for after-school study buddy time. 'Graham - Cracker' it was then you’d decided, begrudgingly.

“M’sorry. You got a pen I can borrow? Mine sorta exploded in my pocket and I don’t have another, I mean why would I? Who needs pens right? Ha- uh well actually me, right now I guess, shit.”

Disinterested lids rise to meet manic chestnut, your mind not registering who it is in the moment - too distracted by the close proximity of such a pleasing shade of amber reflecting your own bewildered expression.

“Manson-” You blurt out. Damn, Steve had gotten into your head.

“Close, but no cigar. Buuuut we do have the same haircut, kinda. So I’ll give you that one for free.” His soft smile is good-natured and a clear indicator for you to join in his banter.

“Sorry, no - I do know your name. Hard not to. I was just -” Chancing a glance to gauge his attention.. “-On another planet. Samson’s project and all that it's just got me stressing out.” Letting the sigh speak for itself, knowing he’s in the same resentfully awkward position.

“Ah. Yes, the dragon.” Rhythmically rapping his knuckles along your desk, finishing with a mimed symbol bash. “Who do you have the pleasure of gazing longingly at for 3 weeks? Lemme guess, you crawled on your hands and knees to beg for Hargrove’s hand? Must’ve been down there a while, m’sure there was a loooong line. Carpet burns on your knees, ha?”

You manage to mumble out a bashful 'nobody' before he sweeps his head under your desk to unabashedly inspect your kneecaps and almost, the racy lace underwear you’d mistakenly taken from your sister’s washing pile that morning. Luckily, crossing your legs in a skirt had become a knee-jerk reaction, your modesty safe from the prying eyes of Eddie Munson - for the moment.

Catching the way your legs hastily shifted across one another, he clocked the fact he’d almost gotten up close and personal with something sacred.

His head re-emerges from below with a noticeably rosier tint to his cheeks and a shallow cough as a strangled ‘excuse me’ squeezed it's way out of his throat.

Huh. How pretty.

You had no strong feelings leaning in either direction toward the metalhead. In the entirety of your time shared in the hallways, at most he’d garner a brief glance of recognition - gaze never travelling farther than his Hellfire shirt and pin cladded jacket. It wasn’t necessary, those threads and the accompanying level of racket that followed made him effortlessly recognisable.

Trailing your eyes up past his shirt collar now, allowing yourself to properly survey him for the first time, you couldn’t say pencil-stache Hargrove was really all that in comparison.

Eddie the freak had an oddly magnetic thing. It was hard to discern, but you found it painful to peel your stare away, suddenly busying yourself by rifling through your pencil case and detangling your thoughts from his surprisingly shiny curls.

“You’re a lucky boy, Munson. You get to use my special pen.”

“Yeah? And what makes this one so precious?” You quirk an incredulous smile at him as he gargles out the last word, emulating some kind of gremlin, you figured.

“This one slays dragons.”

Quiet pride blooms further in your chest as you pull a bark of a laugh from him.

“Y’know, Y/N, it has been said that the pen is my sword.”

It’s lost on you that he remembers your name.

“Oh yeah? How do you fare with a paint brush?” It’s out of your mouth and hanging in the air before your brain can even register it.

“Dunno, wanna find out?”

Fuck yes, you do. You’d been saved. Eddie the freak had saved your ass. No wandering hands from Hargrove, no vacuuming Graham’s dandruff from your bedroom carpet.

“Deal.” You offer with a sincere beam and outstretched hand.

Eddie moves to spit into his palm as you slap a hand over his lips and use the other to tap against his in a clumsy, uncoordinated fist-bump.

Glimpses of his curled lips are visible though the cracks in your fingers - it’s stupid and you’re easily charmed, but you think he’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever seen.

Class completely forgotten, Mr Jameson enters the room and slaps a textbook onto his desk with a crack, forcing all eyes to the front ready for the final lesson of the day to begin.

Staring down at your fingertips, they're still warm with his breath and you could have sworn that he'd kissed them.

A/N: Chapters WILL be longer going forward, I had to manically get this written down before it slipped out of my head and out of my train window. ;)

Is 'manspreading' an 80's accurate term? NO. Did I leave it in there because it was goofy? YEA. Shh.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson #x reader #badmirvcle #stranger things

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sovengardeswag · 2 years ago

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The Pines Files

After the events of Weirdmaggeddon, Dipper and Mabel are contacted by the SCP foundation and join the ranks. The adventure never ended, it just took a different turn. And now, years later, they're back to Gravity Falls, aka SCP-████. And it is up to them to investigate the ever-growing mystery behind the town and protect the most dangerous and important SCPs there are and face their past.

Chapter One: Deal With The Devil

Dr. Mason Pines stared at himself in the mirror, hands gripping the sink, and wondered what his life had become. Sure, he knew what he’d signed up for, but still. He hated this. The near constant testing, the things that went on in this place. The dark circles under his eyes were as bad as they had ever been, and he was pretty sure he had gray hairs. Working where he did could do that to a guy. Mason let the water drip from his face before getting some paper towels and drying himself off, leaving his birthmark exposed. It felt like just yesterday he was a little kid.

He and Mabel had only been thirteen when they’d been approached. It was any other September day. The air was turning colder, they had started to settle into their school routine, and they were walking home together as they always had. He was listening to her talk all about her art class, where she had drawn some bits of a fun dream she had, but made a few modifications of course. “Those colors aren’t really possible in pencil, ya know! So I made up for it by putting on lots of glitters! Ms. Walker said I had a lot of imagination! But she also told me I’ll probably have to tone it down for the style units. I don’t think I’ll need to though.”

He’d been nodding along as she talked, writing down a little bit in his pocket journal. He was listening of course, but he also needed to keep track of all of his own little discoveries and theories. However, he was quickly pulled out of both Mabel’s retelling of events and his writings when they turned a corner. Right there, at their house, was a black van, “Mabel. Mabel!” He tugged on her sweater sleeve a little bit.

“I wonder if I should start drawing-” she stopped dead when he pulled on her sleeves and brought her attention to that van. Her eyes widened as she looked at Dipper, “I thought Great Uncle Ford wiped all those government guys’ memories with the mind eraser thingy.”

Dipper gripped the straps of his backpack, telling Mabel, “Maybe it’s not them. Maybe Mom and Dad are working on with some clients.” But even back then, he knew that was just something he said to comfort his sister. “Come on, let’s just head inside. It’s not like we can avoid them forever.”

And so they walked into their house, Dipper calling out, “Mom? Dad? You guys home?” before the two dropped their backpacks and headed into the living room. And their parents were certainly there, but they weren’t the only ones. Sitting on the couch, drinking coffee, were two people. Both were men, one was wearing a suit, sunglasses, and an earpiece. The other was dressed in a sweater and khakis, staring at Waddles as the pot-bellied pig sniffed him.

Their mother waved them over, telling them, “Mabel, Dipper, your father and I were just talking about you and your great uncles to Agent Young and Dr. Gordon. About what happened last summer. They wanted to talk to you.” Her eyes darted between her children and the armed agent taking a sip of his coffee.

Before either twin could answer, Dr. Gordon was up, approaching the two children with a flashlight, their father telling him, “Hey wait! We told you our children aren’t anomalies or whatever! They’re just kids!”

As Dr. Gordon shined a light in Dipper’s ear, he retorted with, “Yes, I know what you said. But you never know with twins! Especially not after that incident.” He then turned off the flashlight and inspected Mabel’s eyes, holding one of them open. “Did you have any sugar today Miss Pines?”

“Y-yeah! I mean no! I mean- Why do you wanna know?” The poor girl was sweating already.

Dr. Grant, completely ignoring her terror, told her, “So that’s a yes.” He went to sit back down, the agent with him nodding towards the other couch. “Let’s get to business then. Have a seat. Your parents filled us in on the situation, but we want to hear from you two.”

“And what situation would that be, exactly?” Dipper was clenching and unclenching his fists. Not sure if he should run away or be honest as he headed onto the couch and sat down, Mabel fidgeting with her hands a little bit as she joined him.

The agent spoke this time, telling the two, “Well, our biggest concern is how you managed to stop an apocalypse-level threat at only twelve years old. And the other is the location of Stanford and Stanely Pines. We want all the details of what happened.”

Dipper, having learned to not trust government agents, asked, “Depends, why do you want to know? And who are you guys anyway?” Mabel was beckoning Waddles over, not wanting him too close to Dr. Gordon.

Agent Young put his coffee down on the table and looked directly at Dipper, telling him, “Smart kid, making sure you know who you’re dealing with. We’re not government if that’s what you’re wondering. We’re from an independent organization that tracks, studies, and contains anomalies. Your uncle, or, I suppose, uncles, have been on our radar for a long long time. And that incident you stopped, well, you wouldn’t expect that kind of work from civilians, let alone children. Minimal casualties, clean termination. Our question is how two preteens and a couple of madmen did that.”

Mabel spoke up, asking, “How do we know you’re not gonna take us to jail after this?”

Dr. Gordon told the kids, “You have our word. Also, Agent Young can give you his handcuffs.”

“What?”

“Just go with it, Young.”

Agent Young hesitated, but he handed his cuffs over to Mabel, who held onto them as if her life depended on it. “Ok, so, Bill possessed Blendin and told me he could make a time bubble to make summer last longer because me and Dipper had a fight and I didn’t wanna grow up so I gave him a weird globe thing that turned out to be a space rift so Dipper and our friends Wendy and Soos had to get me out of a prison Bill put me in and I realized growing up wouldn’t be so bad so we went back to the shack and met up with Grunkle Stan and some of our other friends and made the shack into a big mecha and went to attack Bill and save Great Uncle Ford though that didn’t stop him we got into his pyramid anyways and managed to distract him and Grunkle Stan and Ford came up with the idea to switch places cause they’re identical twins and Bill wouldn’t be able to tell the difference and once Bill went into Grunkle Stan’s mind Great Uncle Ford wiped his mind and that killed Bill and we had to fix Grunkle Stan’s memories and now they’re on a boat but we don’t know where!”

The agent and the scientist both blinked, Mabel finally taking a breath and still gripping those handcuffs with all the strength in her little hands. Agent Young looked to Dipper and asked, “Mind filling in the gaps, son?”

Dipper considered lying, he considered refusing to elaborate. He really did. But something told him they’d just find out. They found out where his family lived, they had known about Stan and Ford. How did he know that they wouldn’t just already know about what had happened? So, he told the truth, about Bill, Blendin, everything. He watched them nod along and his parents cringe at the messier details. He knew that they thought it was all imagination on Mabel’s end. He’d hoped it would stay like that.

Dr. Gordon had been writing this down the whole time and when Dipper was done, he closed his notebook. “That should finish up the incident report. Now, onto business. The big reason we’re here is that you managed to take down the threat. We had operatives in Gravity Falls at the time, and yet, you fixed it. And, as Young said, there weren’t any civilian casualties, aside from your uncle’s memories. However, your uncles are still responsible for all this. In normal circumstances, we’d be interrogating you for their location. However, seeing as they’ve left the site and are a minimal threat, we want to make you an offer.”

“When you kids are older, we want you to be a part of our foundation. We could use people like you on the payroll. And in exchange for your cooperation, we’d be willing to let your uncles go. We’d be willing to pay for your education on top of that, as long as it’s relevant to the foundation.”

Dipper squinted. They were offering… a job? To teenagers? “What’s the catch?”

“Smart kid. The catch is that once you take this offer, there’s no turning back. If you reject the offer or leave, we’ll have to arrest your uncles if we encounter them. We’d wipe your memory of not just us, but that whole summer. You would be completely safe, but it’ll be as if the summer never happened. And as if you never met your uncles. So, the choice is yours.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? You’re telling me that my kids, who are thirteen, mind you, have to join your weird organization, or else you’re going to arrest our uncles? Do you know how insane that sounds? What makes you think you can blackmail them, anyway?” Dipper’s blood ran cold at that moment. He’d never heard his father swear like that before.

And then Mrs. Pines chimed in. “Alex is absolutely right, you’re not doing this to our kids! And we’re not just going to let you arrest my husband’s uncles either! He JUST got his uncle Ford back! Honestly, we should just call the police on you. I don’t care if you supposedly have authority, y-.” And then their parents went down, hitting the carpeted floor as the twins yelled out in horror, Waddles squealed. Agent Young was holding a gun.

“Relax, they’re not dead, they were hit with a sedative and amnestic. They’ll wake up and won’t remember a thing about us coming to your home.” And indeed. Their parents were still breathing. Instead of bullet holes, there were small darts. Only noticeable now that it was pointed out.

“W-why would you knock them out and make them forget?” Dipper’s voice cracked as he said it. Dr. Gordon pushed his glasses up, trying to lure Waddles out from his hiding spot under the couch.

“Simple, this isn’t their decision, it’s yours. You’re only thirteen, that much is true, but you’re also already thirteen. A lot of kids don’t get to live that long because of anomalies, like the ones you stopped. Some get to your age and end up suffering in ways you could never conceive of. Imagine what you can do when you’re eighteen, twenty-five, or thirty. The kids just like you who you’d save. Not to mention the huge favor you would be doing for your uncles. Wouldn’t it be nice to do them a favor? To save them the way they saved you?”

Mabel and Dipper looked at each other. These guys had a point. They couldn’t just let their uncles get arrested. And they certainly didn’t want to forget the summer. But, this was also a shadowy organization. Dipper knew that they were thinking the same thing. “Can we think on it a little bit? Before we make the decision?”

“Not overnight,” Young said, knowing exactly what they were thinking. “Your parents will wake up within the hour, so you have a little less than that to decide.”

To that, the twins got up from the couch, heading up to their room. Waddles came out from under the couch to follow them, though it was a tight squeeze for him. When they got to their room, Dipper set out to look for anything that looked bugged, and Mabel turned her stuffed animals away. “I don’t trust them, Dipper.”

“Yeah, neither do I! Mabel, they knocked out Mom and Dad! Honestly, how do we even know that they haven’t been poisoned?” He made sure the window was closed and checked the charge on his phone.

“Because they’d either have to kidnap us or deal with CPS?” Waddles had climbed up onto Mabel’s bed after she sat on it and she was scratching his ears.

“That’s a good point.” Dipper started to pace then, thinking over their options. “Obviously, we’re not gonna let them arrest Grunkle Stan and Great Uncle Ford. But we can’t just do what they want! They’re weirdos!”

“Total weirdos.” "

But at the same time, that was the best summer of our lives! We can’t just forget that!” Mabel nodded along, watching Dipper pace ever more fretfully. “It’s like it’s a trap! Work for someplace we don’t even know about or let them ruin our lives!”

Mabel wasn’t sitting idly by as she pet Waddles, of course. As she watched the pig wiggle happily, she was having her own thoughts on the matter. Dipper’s verbalizations laying it out for her. “Maybe we can ask them to do stuff for us? Make sure they’re not evil?”

“You mean we should negotiate?” Dipper stopped his pacing and looked over at her. “

Yeah!” She slipped off her bed and headed to her drawer, pulling out some pink, strawberry-scented, lined paper and two gel pens. “We can tell them stuff we won’t do if we join them!”

“Of course! Mabel, you’re a genius!” He took a gel pen and a sheet of paper before he lay belly down on the floor. Mabel joined him, and they came up with negotiation points together.

It took 20 minutes total to think of everything they needed, and when they came downstairs, Agent Young had placed Mr. and Mrs. Pines on the couch and was currently trying to maneuver them. Probably trying to make it look like they had fallen asleep after a long day of coding and repairs. He was the one to notice that they each held a paper in their hands. “I suppose our terms weren’t enough for you?”

Dipper nodded, telling him, “We have a list of assurances, demands, that sort of thing. Just to make sure that we’re not gonna get black bagged and murdered by some weird agents. For all we know, your organization isn’t even real.”

Agent Young raised an eyebrow. “You’re not exactly in a position to make demands kid.”

“You’re the one who said we were valuable,” Dipper retorted. “And that means you want us working for you when we grow up more than you want to arrest our uncles.”

“He’s got you there,” Dr. Gordon pointed out. He was still sitting around. Not wanting to help his colleague with the heavy lifting. “Lay it on us kids.”

“First of all, we want to know exactly what you guys do and who you work for. We don’t even know who you are. For all we know, this is a trap from those government agents getting their memories back.” He passes his paper to Agent Young.

“And we want a promise that if we say no, you won’t get rid of our memories of our grunkles or the summer. We know you can get rid of only some memories. You can’t take the best summer of our lives, and it’s not like EVERYTHING that summer was weird,” Mabel added as she passed her own list of demands to Dr. Gordon. Their grunkles would at least appreciate knowing someone remembered them, especially after all that time they were ignored.

As the agent and the doctor looked over the negotiation points, they both knew the kids had a point. Dipper could see it in their faces. Agent Young told them, “We’re from the SCP foundation. It stands for Secure, Contain, Protect. We track down anomalies and capture them, keeping them from harming the populace. We work with governments but not for any government. We are beholden to no law enforcement agency. Essentially, we’re humanity’s best defense against the supernatural.” Dipper and Mabel listened to that explanation and it did not calm them down. Some weird secret foundation? A bad time all around. But they were smart kids. They kept quiet during the explanation.

“Alright then, let’s get down to business then, you’ll find our negotiation points are very clear.”

Both agent and Dr. looked at the lists properly and made the same face of confusion. “The right to maintain a supernatural Youtube channel?”

“No uniforms?”

“What kind of demands are these?”

“Simple ones. You guys are obviously a secret organization. You’re going to want to control our free time to make sure we don’t spill everything. I want assurance that you won’t shut me down if I do ghost hunting in my free time.”

“And I don’t wanna wear a uniform! I’ve never worn one before and I’m not gonna start just cause I’m working for a secret monster jail!” Gordon and Young thought for a moment.

“You can have your YouTube, but it’s gotta be fake or just things that the Foundation would never bother with.”

“The best I can do is to let you be able to customize your armor if you join the Mobile Task Force. Stickers, decals, that sort of thing.”

“And our summer?” Dipper crossed his arms.

“You’d really let your great uncles get arrested after making all these demands?”

“No, we just want to know that you won’t make us forget our own family if it turns out you're, like, super evil or something.”

The agent and the doctor looked at each other, clearly thinking the same thing as they looked back at the twins. “We can do this. The terms just need to be looked at by higher-ups.”

The twins nodded, those conditions were amenable. And after going over the rest of the negotiation points, it was settled.

“We’ll see you again in five years. Your parents will wake up and won’t remember a thing about us. I expect that you’ll want to tell your uncles, but I recommend that you avoid doing that. We don’t want those two on us.” And with that, both agent and doctor left, and the fates of the two children had been sealed. Because that’s what they had been, children.

Did they save the world? Sure they had, and now they had done it multiple times. But who makes two kids join an organization like this? Who threatens two kids into compliance like this? And then, there was a knock at the door.

“Dr. Pines, come back. The test next test is about to start.”

Mason groaned, and he grabbed a paper towel to dry his face. “Right, right.” And then, he left the bathroom. “Has the D-class been given 2107 yet?”

“Yes, he’s been given the variant.”

“Alright, let’s go then.” Just what he needed, to watch a man be haunted by category-10 ghosts that came from a can.

As he walked into the testing room and picked up his clipboard, Mason couldn’t help but sigh, his supervisor telling him, “Don’t be like that Pines, you’ve dealt with ghosts before.”

“Yeah, yeah,” he approached the two-way glass, watching as the D-class just sort of sat there. The diet ghost hasn’t set in yet it seemed. He wondered what took so long to test this new variant though. A “classic” flavor was bound to be stronger based on non-anomalous soda trends.

And then, it started, the guy got up and started looking around in confusion. Another scientist stated out loud for the recording, “15 minutes in, the subject has started to experience auditory hallucinations.”

The poor guy started to pace around, getting up from his chair and pacing, telling the ghost that was haunting him, “Shut up! Shut up!”

“The subject has started to show signs of distress, pacing, trying to make the voices stop.” Mason wondered where this D-class had come from. Was he a murderer? A political prisoner? He wrote down that the guy was getting scared.

And then, the real effects started to set in. The nearby video feed started to go out and the recording was starting to break, they were reliant on the two-way mirror now. “Electronics are now going out. The ghost is now affecting the subject’s surroundings.”

Did they really have to go to 270ml so fast? They had barely gotten the last guy out of the room by the time they got this guy in. And then, it started. The walls started to drip something before the flow got stronger and stronger. It was red. The guy screamed.

“The testing area has started to release a red liquid, tests will be run after the procedure is finished.”

Mason wrote down that the walls were bleeding. There was no way that wasn’t blood. This wasn’t a horror movie; that wasn’t red corn syrup. It certainly didn’t help that despite the lack of a microphone and the soundproofing, he could now hear the ghosts chanting, “Murderer, murderer, murderer!” He wrote that down. “The subject is now bleeding! I repeat the subject is now bleeding!”

From his eyes specifically, the man screamed in pain before he started to cough up blood as well. Guards began to move towards the door, knowing what was about to happen. Mason headed toward the drawer and got the ipecac. "Doctor Pines, what are you doing?"

The room was starting to look like The Shining. Blood was all over the floor from all walls. He strode right in with the agents, almost slipping on the floor as he went up to the D-class. “Come on, man, you’ve gotta take this.” He uncapped the syrup and tried to offer it to the D-class. But it was no use, as Mason tried to pour the liquid into the D-class's mouth, he just coughed up more blood, some even got on his face. There was no way they would be able to get the diet ghost out of his system. All they could do was watch, the agents taking out their mirrors in case they needed to catch the ghosts. But they found that when the D-class stopped coughing and his eyes stopped dripping, the walls stopped bleeding; the chant of “murderer,” stopped.

“The subject has expired, cause of death, blood loss. Take the day everyone.” Mason just knelt there for a bit before getting up, the body being dragged away. And to think he was having a bad day before this. He tried to wipe his face but just found that he smeared more blood on himself. Great.

He heard footsteps from behind as he got up, and heard his supervisor’s voice “Dr. Pines, you need to report to decontamination. D-57351 was due for his monthly blood test.” On top of the ghostly blood.

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll go do that. Just give me a minute.” He turned to look at his supervisor. A short woman in her 50’s. Despite her height, she always had an air of intimidation to her.

“There was nothing you could have done. You know that right?”

“Yeah, I know. It’s just a lot. Didn’t expect to see a guy bleed out through his eyes and mouth.”

“Yes, well, you heard the ghosts. He wasn’t exactly a good person, don’t beat yourself over it.” She patted his shoulder, and he had to resist the urge to not let her touch him. At least he could go ahead and get clean before going home. Just as he was about to clock out though, there was a call over the Speakers. “Dr. Pines, report to Dr. Casper’s office. I repeat, report to Dr. Casper’s office.” He groaned and headed straight to there anyways.

Dr. Casper was a no-nonsense kind of woman, despite being head of spectral anomalies with a name like hers. Mason sometimes wondered if she got into ghosts because of her name or if it was a coincidence. She stopped her writing when he came in, her Newton’s cradle going clack clack clack on her desk. “Ah, Dr. Pines, you made it. Please, sit.” She gestured to one of the chairs.

As Mason sat down, he asked, “Is this about the incident with the test? I just followed the procedure. I thought he’d be able to drink the syrup, honest.” It wasn’t his fault the poor guy choked so much. “He would have expelled the diet ghost if it wasn’t for the choking-”

She raises her hand, telling him, “You’re not in trouble for that. We may not be short of D-class, but that’s no way for anyone to go. You did what procedure says you should and just couldn’t get it to work, that’s all. No, you’re here because I have an assignment for you.”

“An assignment?”

Dr. Casper nodded, telling him, “Yes. You see, I think you would benefit from some fieldwork. In the five years you’ve worked at the foundation, you’ve shown exceptional professionalism and excellent results. And in the two years you’ve worked in my department, you’ve been extremely diligent, handling ghosts about as well as people who’ve worked here for fifteen years. However, I don’t think you’re a good fit for lab work or this department.”

“What?”

“Don’t worry, I’m not demoting you. Goodness no. I want you out there in the field. And I want you to focus on living anomalies. I’ve seen you run around in those videos you make, and your first incident report shows you have the quick thinking and the instincts to do more than work in just one area. Especially with your doctorate credentials.”

“Right, so, you’re saying I need to get out there and actually look for anomalies. ”

“Not exactly,” she folded her hands on top of her desk. “Look, I’ve read your contract, I know you’re not going to leave any time soon. But I want you to succeed, not just be held hostage like a D-class. As I said, you’ve already been approved.” She reached into her files and pulled out some forms. “All you need to do is agree.”

Mason looked them over, reading very carefully. You didn’t survive long in this industry without knowing exactly what you were getting into. His eyes widened once he realized what site he was sent to. Because it wasn’t just any site, it was an entire SCP. Codename: Weirdest Town In America. “You’re sending me to Gravity Falls?”

“I’m not. I’m guessing the director thought you’d do best there.” Mason thought he was being pranked at this point. This was too good to be true. But there it was. Dr. Casper’s signature was right on the line, and Dr. Bright’s signature was right on the line that said: “Director’s signature here.” And the handwriting indicating his transfer to Gravity Falls sure wasn’t in Dr. Casper’s.

“So I just sign here right?” Dr. Casper nodded and Dipper did not hesitate to sign his name. Dr. Mason Pines, Ph.D. in anomalies. He was going home.

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