I Like To Think Combat Training For These Two Became More Complicated As They Got Older, If You Know

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her name is Elevators

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A fic I don't see enough of is Merlin and Arthur casually talking about things that happened before any of the round table knights were around. Maybe I should write a fic for this. But like I love imagining the first time they are like, yeah so that time I knowingly drank poison and you rode out to fight a sorceress to get a flower. And all the knights are just like, what??! Hold on, back up there a second bud. You willingly drank poison.

Or the entire dragon ordeal, of course Leon could throw in his two cents but the other knights would be like, um, you fought a dragon!?

Yeah, I want more fics with that.

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The Bullet that Carved My Name (Chapter One)

Title: The Bullet that Carved My Name

Rating: PG-13

Warnings: Death, gun violance, murder, blood/gore

Fandom: Death and Martha, and Hell's Belles (TikTok's Flickerspark and Sea Ya Out There)

Summery: You die at the hand of your father and learn to love yourself in the afterlife, where Lily, Sharkie, Penny, and the Hellp Desk Gang take you into their adopted family.

Chapter Summery: Bex meets Death who tries to convince her to go to her paradise, but Bex decides Hell is a better option.

Listen - I don't own anything, ok? I don't even own the laptop I'm writing this on or myself (I'm in a lot of dept). But I don't approve of anyone taking this and posting it somewhere else. This is my work and I've worked hard on it. It isn't Beta'd or Proof Read so I guess you could say the onlything I do own are the mistakes in this. I've taken A LOT from my personal life and put it into this story. Please be kind. And if anyone wants to Beta it, I would love that! Just message me and let me know!

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The ☀️ and I don’t get along. 😅

So - is this really how I died? I always thought I would die in a car crash or of old age. Maybe by an active shooter - I did live in America, after all. But seriously? This?

“Bex?”

I looked up at Death and frowned. The female-presenting gothic looking person who had shown up to take me to my afterlife was staring at me concerned. I couldn’t blame them, after all. I was looking… well, crazed.

“He really did it, didn’t he?” I asked, looking back at Death. “He really killed me…?” I still couldn’t believe it.

“Yeah… he did.” Death confirmed.

I looked back down at my mortal body, laying on my parents’ floor, blood slowly soaking into the hardwood floors. I had always known my father was unstable. I had always known that he had a temper. But I didn’t think he was ever actually capable of pulling the trigger.

Until now.

I honestly wasn’t even sure why I didn’t believe him. I know I’d go to bed some days afraid that he really would shoot everyone like he said. But I also knew he was a narcissist and willing to say anything to get attention, which is exactly what he always got after screaming at my mother and I about stupid shit.

Today it was about how no one wanted to help him around the house. I was working, my mom was busy, and he decided he wanted to do something. I don’t even know what it was, I just know that I was in the middle of work when he lost his mind and started screaming profanities and throwing things around the house.

I had rolled my eyes at him when he said he felt like he could kill everyone because I didn’t believe him. But now… the proof was right before my eyes.

“So where do I go now?” I asked, looking around the intermension before I see the sign for Hell.

“Ah. Never mind. I know where I go now.” I suppose my parents were probably right. Leaving the Catholic Church was definitely the wrong move. And honestly, if God really was that evil, I’d rather be in Hell. “Thanks for coming to get me, but I’ll be on my way now.”

“Now wait a minute! Martha will be very upset with me if I let another soul go alone!” Death cried.

“...another?” I asked, raising an eyebrow at the goth, amused.

“I don’t want to talk about it.”

Chuckling, I shook my head and headed to the stairs. “You can tell Martha I’m alright. After all, Hell’s gotta be better than whatever the Catholic God claims Heaven is.”

“Well that’s rather rude. The Catholic God runs a … very interesting heaven. But I don’t think you belong to Hell. You were a pretty good person from what I’ve read in your file.”

“Thank you, but if Hell is real, then clearly my parents were right.”

“That’s not really how this whole afterlife works. What did you believe in?” Death asked,

I snorted. “Believe in? Honey, I don’t think I believe in anything, really.”

“Well, you could be a ghost. Or reincarnate-”

“Reincarnate!? In this world!? Fuck that!” I cried, “This world is fucked! It’s about to implode! No, I’ll go to Hell. Thanks,” I smiled and waved, turning to the stairs and descending, ignoring Death’s cries for me to stop. 

Chapter Two

situations that make me giggle

by @chenuaswriting

(feel free to change the pronouns<3 tag me in your works!!)

when he back hugs you and sniffs your neck before giving it a peck

grabbing you by the waist when pulling you from something

when you're reading something and he tucks a strand of hair behind your ear

buying your favorite books (esp. when they know nothing abt it but still buys it anyways because he knows how much you like them)

talking about future plans when cuddling

tunes your instrument for you (COUGH violin COUGH)

talking and realizing they're just nodding to everything you say (because they're busy admiring u dhsdbgfgydesuh)

caressing thigh (non sexual way)

learning how to braid just so they can do your hair

applying sunblock on your back

scrunching their nose every time you smile (because they find your smile vvvv cute)

staring at you when very focused on something (which leads to you getting flustered and not focused anymore)

trying to learn about things you like (e.g. sports)

creating you music playlists aaccckkk

when you ask for their approval and they just close their eyes and nod (BRO???DHGSWUJASDNHEUWI)

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After months of bullying Steve that Eddie’s gay, he has to be, and has to be into him. Because he’s flagging Steve! Go for it! He’s totally into you! Robin finally makes Steve hang out with Eddie away from the kids. Dinner plans, but Steve insists it has to be casual and cool just in case, just pizza with them, her, and Eddie’s friend Chrissy.

Anyway after these months, Robin finally meets Eddie’s friend chrissy.

Chrissy Cunningham, finally outside of Hawkins high, is a different sight, outside her usually cheer uniform or substitute preppy outfits.

No. Be still her gay heart. Here’s chrissy in her mom jeans and her bandana and her combat boots and her flannel (Eddie’s flannel)

and

and

and

There’s a fucking carabiner on her left belt loop.

And Steve has a sadistic grin in his eyes.

Oh my god. Did Steve out play her?

“Oh right, you’ve never met chrissy properly. I thought you two would get along” he smiles.

And Robin knows he’s bluffing. He’s being a douche canoe on purpose right now.

She’s giving him the “Are you serious” eyes and her whole face is red. Her whole body’s probably red.

“If I’m having a gay crisis you’re gonna have one too” he whispers before they sit down, respectively next to their gay crisis incarnate’s.

things i see in steddie fics that i absolutely adore

1. tommy/other jocks having a crush on steve and being super protective as a result but steve thinks they’re just being good friends

2. eddie flirting shamelessly until steve starts flirting back and then he shuts down because steve is supposed to be straight

3. steve’s big empty house and his asshole parents

4. dustin and the rest of the party calling them mom and dad unironically

5. dustin being the favorite son

6. robin tearing out her hair trying to push them together

7. eddie walking into a pole when he sees steve in his scoops uniform

8. hopper/joyce immediately connecting the dots

9. “i like eddie, but he’s a guy” “okay, you can like boys and girls. it’s called being bisexual” *steve.exe shuts down*

10. wayne: did you ask him out yet? no?? fine. gimme five minutes to talk to him, i’ll have you two married by this afternoon

11. also wayne, rolling up his sleeves: time to bring this harrington boy into the family

12. argyle, high as a kite: you mean they’re not together?

13. vampire eddie trusting steve before anyone else