A/N: This is my first time posting a fic in years, I’m a dramatic asshole so the reader has a dramatic backstory and a lot of internal monologue and conflict. Also, this is one of those, the reader is Dustin’s older sisters fics. Hopefully, there are no errors! I had my English major brother and sister go through it to proofread. Let me know if you see a flaw though! And if you’re interested in a second part. This is only the first 3 pages of an 18-page document so I’ve got it pretty fleshed out. I’m still in limbo on whether or not it is going to be an AU where there was no upside down or if the reader is just blissfully unaware of those events. My characterization is probably garbage so sorry about that, lol. Summary: Dustin’s older sister has worked hard to maintain her grades and help her mother with the family responsibilities after their dad left. With their mother having become more absent, the reader takes over as head of the household. When Dustin befriends his sister’s longtime acquaintance and crush, Steve Harrington, the pair see each other more often and the reader’s feelings resurface but the reader is convinced that Steve would never be interested in her. (I’m shit at summaries, sorry) Pairing(s): Steve Harrington x Henderson!Reader, Jonathan Byers x Nancy Wheeler Rating: PG-13 Warnings: Absent(borderline neglectful) parents, language, slight self-loathing? Word Count: 1,546
Robin: Our mission is to make this wreckage safe and neutralize the Sladebots. Until that is achieved -
Raven: [strained] Robin, when Garfield is in the room, my one and only ‘mission’ is to keep him alive long enough to get everyone else home! And trust me, it’s not easy! Now if he’s dead back there, I’ll never forgive myself. And if he’s alive, I’ll never forgive him. [Pause] And Gar, you’re standing right behind me, aren’t you?
— ask for me tomorrow, and you shall find me a grave man. — borrow cupid’s wings and soar with them above a common bound. — civil blood makes civil hands unclean. — do not swear by the moon, for she changes constantly. — do you bite your thumb at us, sir? — don’t waste your love on somebody who doesn’t value it. — for never was a story of more woe than this of juliet and her romeo. — from love’s weak childish bow she lives unharmed. — go hence, to have more talk of these sad things. — i am a pretty piece of flesh! — i am fortune’s fool. — i am hurt. — i defy you, stars! — if love be rough with you, be rough with love. — is love a tender thing? — love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. — love moderately. — my bounty is as boundless as the sea; my love as deep. — my lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss. — my only love sprung from my only hate. — o teach me how i should forget to think. — parting is such sweet sorrow, that i shall say good night til it be morrow. — she doth teach the torches to burn bright! — she hath dian’s wit. — some shall be pardon’d, and some punished. — take him and cut him out in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will be in love with night. — that which we call a rose, by any other name would smell as sweet. — the all-seeing sun ne’er saw her match since first the world begun. — these violent delights have violent ends. — this love feel i, that feel no love in this. — thus from my lips, by yours, my sin is purged. — thus with a kiss, i die. — tis an ill cook that cannot lick his own fingers. — true, i talk of dreams, which are the children of an idle brain… — under love’s heavy burden do i sink. — we must have you dance. — what sadness lengthens ____’s hours? — wisely and slow; they stumble that run fast. — women may fall when there’s no strength in men. — you are a lover. — you kiss by the book.
Since I did a mishmash of the adult Hera concepts. I decided to draw one from the young Hera Syndulla concept art. Since she seemed pretty fleshed out unlike the older versions. And because of that I kept her clothes the way they were.
I genuinely have moments where I have to remind myself Amun is your OC because your art is so amazing and his story is so well put together.
aaaah my gosh what a lovely thing to hear!! i’m becoming pretty invested in fleshing out this bits-and-pieces concept into a proper story, and hearing that people regard amun as a “real character” really motivates me to keep working. if even a handful of people are enjoying it that’s amazing for me! ; 0 ;
speaking of motivation, i wanted to draw amun again tonight so here’s another ancient-era doodle: