#stemilyweek

[siilent-wanderer]

Stemily Week ∅ [Famous] Youtuber Emily Junk reveals her girlfriend, Stacie Conrad, a model, through an Instagram live. Soft, fluffy Stacie tells Emily's fans to continue supporting the youtuber regardless of their relationship and if they ever wanted to hurt her, they'd best direct it to Stacie because she says, "Emily deserves all the love and happiness in the world."

[emilyjunk]

StemilyWeek Day 2 - Love Triangle

[read on ao3]

Stacie doesn’t know the moment she developed feelings, she only knows the moment she realized she had them. It’s the moment she was able to look back on all the times her heart flipped when Emily smiled at her and how she sometimes got a swooping feeling behind her ribcage when Emily was around and think oh… I like her. That’s different.

It was at the underground battle at that creepy goose guy’s house. The whole thing was over and everyone was kind of milling around, dancing and drinking, pretty much exactly Stacie’s scene. She’d been eyeing this total beefcake from the Green Bay Packers when she’d received an SOS text from Ashley because Chloe was wasted and doing that thing where she kept trying to take her clothes off.

Stacie supports that, but even she knows there’s a time and a place and Stripper Drunk Chloe would probably regret showing her tits to DSM in the morning. Stacie just knows it.

Plus, Stripper Drunk Chloe alway turns into Crying Drunk Chloe so the volume on that party goes from hero to zero pretty damn fast.

She shoots Green Bay Packers dude a wink because maybe she’ll be back, maybe she won’t, but it’s always best to leave them wondering, and heads to find her girls.

When she finds them, turns out Stacie had completely missed Stripper Drunk Chloe because Chloe’s looking around with wide eyes, her face red and blotchy, and it’s exactly the beginning of Crying Drunk Chloe coming out like clockwork.

Crying Drunk Chloe is a lot more prominent this year, and Stacie’s sure that means something, but she’s also sure it’s Chloe’s shit to sort out.

Ashley’s kind of giving her a panicked look because she’s not too great at Crying Drunk Chloe because Stripper Drunk Chloe is her territory. Stacie’s not that great at Stripper Drunk Chloe because she’s a bad influence, so this is their routine.

“Chloe, honey, your tits are falling out.”

Chloe looks down with watery eyes and pulls her shirt a little higher over her boobs.

“I can’t believe… we lost another riff-off. We never win the riff-offs.” Her voice is thick and Stacie frowns. “I can’t graduate until we win a riff-off.”

“Chloe…” Ashley murmurs. “We’re graduating this year, remember?”

“Not until we win a riff-off! I deserve this. Ask for a rematch? Where’s Beca? Tell her we can’t graduate until we win a riff-off.”

Stacie hums. “Beca’s a little busy, Chlo, but we’ll tell her tomorrow, okay?”

“Where is she? She’s always gone.” Chloe narrows her eyes up at them, a shine of blue barely visible under the teary red. “She has a secret, I know it.”

“Chloe -”

“Where’s Beca?”

Ashley huffs, impatient. “We don’t know, Chloe. But here, drink some water.”

Chloe shakes her head. “I need to talk to Beca.”

“Beca?” Suddenly Emily’s there, and Stacie scoots over in their little circle to make room. She thinks Emily’s pretty ballsy, showing her face in front of this over-emotional Chloe after Chloe just ripped her a new one for doing an original song in the riff-off.

Which Stacie thinks was a little overdramatic. The song was pretty good.

“I know where Beca is,” Emily says.

“You do?” Chloe’s gaze gloms onto Emily like a lifeline.

“Yeah,” Emily says, either ignoring the frantic headshake Ashley’s giving her or maybe she’s just completely oblivious. She crouches down in front of Chloe, her dress riding up, and her ass is like, almost visible to the world and she doesn’t care. She rests her hands on Chloe’s knees. “Want me to show you?”

Chloe nods, her eyes narrowed. “Yes. Is it okay if I’m still annoyed with you?”

“Chloe,” Ashley admonishes, but Emily just laughs.

“Yeah, that’s okay.” She smiles and helps Chloe up. She makes eye contact with Stacie for the briefest moment, and she seems so confident and beautiful. Her hair catches the ceiling lights and she crinkles her nose at Stacie’s look of concern, raising her eyebrows as if to say I got this.

There’s that swooping feeling under her ribcage again, like her insides are being shaken in a blender.

It’s then that Stacie realizes it.

Oh. I think I like her.

So that’s new.

//

Stacie has always kind of existed on three levels when it comes to relationships.

Physical is the most obvious. That’s kind of where she lives. It’s easy to her, like breathing, really, just listening to what her body wants when it’s with someone else.

The second is logical. Her body and her brain have an understanding you might say. Her brain lets her body do what it wants with whoever it wants without overcomplicating it, and her body knows when to pull back, when her brain is saying stop this is a bad idea.

Because Stacie is a very logical person. And despite her body’s love of being physical with someone, she’s really good at reading how people will react. She can tell just by looking at someone if they’re the kind of person to get too attached, the kind of person to complicate things, the kind of person Stacie would crush if she isn’t careful. And she’s not a heartless monster who just uses everyone for sex. She knows where to draw a line.

Her brain and her body have an understanding.

It’s the third level that kind of throws it all off.

Emotional. Stacie isn’t as familiar with this level of relationships.

Sure, she’s not some walking cliché like Beca Mitchell, with her sarcastic demeanor and tattoos and piercings that put up some metaphorical wall that’s hard to break through.

Stacie just doesn’t… click with people like that. It’s the logical part in her brain and she knows it. She could be enjoying having sex with someone and think they’re cute and smart and funny and then this logical part in her brain starts speaking.

He’ll take time away from your classes and the Bellas. You’re already really busy.

Then you can’t have sex with that cute soccer player again and she was so fun.

Relationships are so much effort and you don’t need some boy texting you constantly checking in on you.

This is how it always goes. And she’s been called a heartbreaker, a slut, a bitch, a tease. Because she never wants to commit. She’s not heartless, though. It’s exactly because she cares that she never gets into it with people. She knows she can’t give them what they’re looking for.

That’s just how she is.

She’s always been sure one day she’ll find someone who changes all that.

She just didn’t think it’d be so soon, and she didn’t think that person would be Emily Junk.

//

The problem is Emily likes that walking cliché, Beca Mitchell.

But Beca Mitchell still has her puppy dog Treble boyfriend. And is also probably into Chloe. Who is into Beca and also Aubrey, who is into work and also Stacie. Who is into sex, school, and fine, Emily Junk.

What she’s not into is pining after someone who isn’t into her.

Literally nothing has ever been less her style.

So why won’t her stupid brain stop obsessing?

Everything is complicated and Stacie isn’t about it.

So Stacie does what she does best:

Finds someone else to sleep with.

//

“You know, we said we wouldn’t do this again after last time.”

Chloe’s mouth is attached to Stacie’s neck and that’s one of the things Stacie loves most about Chloe… she’s such a good multitasker.

“We said that the last twenty times, Chlo.”

“I know,” Chloe laughs.

At least with Chloe it’s uncomplicated. They know where they stand. Friends. Sex. Bellas. Each identity strictly what it is, no overlap. Out there, they’re friends. On stage, they’re Bellas. In bed, they’re just two girls having a good time.

Like she said, uncomplicated.

//

Emily’s like, totally oblivious and adorable.

Stacie hates her.

By that, she means she’s obsessed with her.

With her stupid cute collared shirts and sweater vests, with her easy smile, with her crinkly eyes, the way her voice crawls under Stacie’s skin, deep and resonant until it drives her nuts.

“I love your jeans,” Emily smiles at her.

“You look so pretty today,” Emily tells her every morning.

“Oh my God, you’re a genius,” Emily will gasp when Stacie helps her with her homework.

And Stacie thinks, okay, maybe Emily’s just like, an over-complimentary golden retriever, but also maybe she thinks Stacie is worth something? Maybe she’s into Stacie but doesn’t know it. Maybe Stacie could kiss her and it’d be a total revelation and Emily’s eyes would do that light up Glo Bright thing they do, all shiny and perfect in Stacie’s direction? Maybe -

And then in walks Beca Fucking Mitchell, and Emily’s eyes are doing that Glo Bright thing… just not at Stacie.

And okay, whatever. Stacie gets it. Beca’s gorgeous and mysterious and nerdy in a cool way. She’s talented and sexy and fucking great. She’s one of Stacie’s best friends.

But when Emily turns into a literal heart eyes emoji when Beca grins that half-smirk at her, Stacie kinda wants to rip Beca a new one for no reason.

She doesn’t of course. She loves Beca and she’s not a complete bitch.

But sometimes she dreams about it, if only because it’s something to think about other than how it would feel to hold Emily’s hand.

//

Fucking sap.

//

“So are you gonna tell her?”

Stacie is literally inside Chloe right now, but apparently Chloe’s multitasking talents aren’t confined to her mouth.

“Tell who what?”

“Tell - oh god - Emily. That you like her.”

Stacie’s fingers stop moving. She looks down at Chloe, feeling her lips pulling into her mouth tightly.

And she knows she shouldn’t, because she’s not a bitch. Except fuck it.

“Are you gonna tell Beca about your obvious toner?”

“No.”

Stacie sighs and starts her movements up again.

“She likes you back.”

“She has a boyfriend.” Chloe says the word like it’s poison in her mouth.

“Emily likes her, too.”

Chloe snorts. “Who wouldn’t.”

“Me.”

She curls her fingers inside Chloe and watches as Chloe gasps and trembles. She feels it all the way in her stomach, mixing with her bitterness and anger and a lot of longing for something she can’t have.

//

Stacie loathes this pining thing. She does not pine.

Other people? They pine. After her.

She feels all out of sorts.

Sure, things are normal. Ish.

Bellas rehearsals are the same, minus Beca being shady as hell. And her classes are fine, even if midterms are killing her.

But she feels different. She hasn’t slept with anyone in like, three weeks. Not even consciously. She just, like, didn’t. And she must be some kind of masochist because she’s been spending almost all of her time with the world’s cutest freshman.

They do homework and get coffee and laugh together. And Stacie doesn’t fucking get it. Emily’s all over Stacie one minute, hugging and giggling and soft. And the next, she’s in a twist because Beca’s come home from class and rushed up to her room without more than a forced “‘sup” in their direction.

Emily pouts into her homework, shoulders slumping.

“Don’t worry about her,” Stacie says. “She’s like that with everyone. It’s her own shit, ya know?”

Emily nods, glancing in the direction of the stairs. “No, yeah, I know. I just wish…” She glances up at Stacie apprehensively. “You ever, like, just fixate on something you know you’re never gonna get?”

Stacie stares at Emily, thinking of all the things she could say. How much she fixates on what it might be like to kiss her and make her laugh and be the object of Emily’s attention and how much she wants it. More than she’s wanted anyone.

“No,” she says instead, shrugging. “If you want something, go for it.”

Emily stares at her, tapping her pen against the table and her foot against the floor. Then she hums thoughtfully and crinkles her nose cutely.

It kills Stacie.

“I ever tell you that you’re like, the best friend ever and I love you so much?”

It’s all Stacie can do not to bitterly laugh like the asshole she is.

//

Beca breaks up with Jesse and she and Emily record a song at the studio Beca’s been interning at. Stacie sees them holding hands and loops her arm over Chloe’s shoulder when Chloe sighs.

Stacie wants to keep her anger in the pocket of her heart, but she’s actually kind of happy for them. Emily’s all bubbly and gushing and she gives Stacie the biggest hug.

“I did just what you said,” Emily whispers to her. “I went for what I wanted. I so owe you.”

Jealousy and self-pity burst in Stacie’s chest and she barely stops herself from escaping to her room at anything other than a brisk walk.

She slumps on her bed, staring over at Chloe’s side of the room, the colorful tapestry on the wall, the mess of clothes on the floor.

Chloe comes in some time later and curls up next to Stacie in bed.

“It could be us, you know,” she whispers. “I mean, we’re hot. We get along. I love you and you love me and we have super awesome sex.”

Stacie runs her fingers through the pretty red waves of Chloe’s hair. “We’d honestly be the hottest.”

“Yeah. But I’m not Emily and you’re not Beca.”

“Yeah.”

They lie in silence for a minute, looking at each other. Then Chloe sighs and kisses her softly.

She’s not who Stacie wants, and Stacie’s not who Chloe wants, and they both know this.

But maybe they can forget, get lost in each other, if only for a little while, if only for today, if only for right now.

[stemilyweek]

Good morning/afternoon/evening everyone! It’s Stemily week!!!

[emilyxjunk]

emily || stacie || stemily moodboards

headcanons:

Emily and Stacie knew of each other,  but the two never really interacted until third year. 

Emily had decided to take Divination in her third year and despite loving it she just didn’t seem to grasp any of it. One day in the Library, Emily is trying to get her Divination homework done and she is ready to pull her hair out over her copy of Unfogging the Future. “You look like you could use some help.” Stacie sat with Emily and helped her through all of her homework that night, but Emily was beyond distracted at how pretty Stacie was and Stacie found Emily to be absolutely adorable.

Soon Emily is spending more and more time in the Library. Stacie’s always excited to see her and even let’s Emily pretend like she doesn’t understand her homework so that Stacie can help. (Even when she’s fully aware Emily understands)

The two start hanging outside of the Library together, but Stacie is always very careful. When Emily asks her one day if she’s okay, since she seems so on edge Stacie admits that her parents wouldn’t approve of the two hanging out. Emily is saddened by the statement, but Stacie reassures her that it’s not how she feels at all. Stacie, after ensuring no one could see them, leans down and kisses Emily lightly.

Emily takes Stacie to her nook and the two often spend hours there during free time so that they can spend quality time together or you know just make out.

Emily has never felt this way about anyone, never dating anyone before Stacie. Stacie can say the same, considering Emily is the only person she’s ever wanted to be serious with.

The summers are the hardest because Emily’s parents want Stacie to come visit, but Stacie’s parents don’t think their daughter should be wasting her time with Hufflepuffs. They send owls daily and Emily writes Stacie songs. 

The first day back on the train, when they finally see each other after a full summer they can’t hold back their excitement. “I love you,” Stacie had blurted out and Emily had stared at her in shock. “I love you too Stacie,” Emily had said finding an empty car on the train that they could go and cuddle and kiss in to make up for lost time.

As time goes on Stacie is tired of hiding their relationship and becomes increasingly more reckless. Emily’s family even convinces Stacie’s parents to let her come spend some time tutoring her over the summer. Since Emily’s parents are not only aware of their relationship, but also approve they allow for the girls to spend the time together as they please. 

It is the first time the girls don’t have to worry about hiding and they take full advantage of it. They go to muggle areas, their fingers interlaced as they explore no one knowing who they truly are.

Stacie’s parents find out about Emily during their sixth year. They send Stacie a Howler saying she’s disgraced their family. Emily tells Stacie they should end it, but Stacie refuses saying it’s about time she stood up for herself. During the summer the Junks agree to let Stacie stay with them. 

Emily’s brothers give Stacie a hard time at first because of the reputation they have heard, but when they see she genuinely cares for Emily they love them together.

After they graduate from Hogwarts the two decide to travel the world, seeing the world from the eyes of muggles. On top of the Eiffel Tower, Stacie proposes and Emily teary eyed says yes of course.

[incredibeale-archive]

Anger is quick to bubble up in the pit of her stomach, and later, that’s what she’ll attribute to the extremely impulsive decision she comes to. Emily glances down at herself, chewing on her lower lip. She’s wearing a pair of black pajama pants that have paw prints all over them and a pink tank top with a cat on the front, and the words, “Gay Purride” beneath it. Not at all intimidating. But it’s 2 am, sue her.

Written for Stemily week, Day One: Fake Dating.

Sadly, I don't think I'll be able to contribute more (other than the last day's because it's done). The last week has been... emotional and stressful and I didn't get to finish writing (or write at all, really). I may finish day two's at some point because it is started and I'd hate to just... not finish it. Who knows, maybe I'll surprise myself and still do all of them, but they might be late.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy this? I'm not sure how I feel about it.

[madstone015]

[siilent-wanderer]

Stemily Week × [Soulmates]

in this au, soulmates are made to send a Christmas gift to their significant other every year. They had to leave it on their bedside table so that the secret messenger could take it to their soulmate. They’re not allowed to write their names or reveal their identities through the gifts. 

headcanons below the cut

at first, their gifts for each other started out stupid. like toys, coloring stuff and whatnot

emily really liked writing songs so she decided to compile her favorites into a song book and give it to her soulmate

at the age of 16, stacie thought of an ingenious way to (maybe) identify her soulmate by giving a personalized cute, oversized sweater with the word “syzygy” embroidered on the hem

syzygy was one of em’s titles for her songs that she wrote in the songbook. it was about a person meeting his/her soulmate and how it was similar to celestial bodies aligning with each other

years passed, stacie was now entering her senior year in college and she still hasn’t met her soulmate

emily auditions for the barden bellas with a new song that she wrote

emily and stacie become close because they could relate with each other a lot and have that rare mental connection (ehem, buzzfeed unsolved and conspiracy theories)

there was a time when emily was baking when she started singing one of the songs on the songbook

stacie hears her and is like “?¿??¿ this sounds awfully familiar”

she doesn’t tell em, but she’s starting to suspect her as her destined soulmate

stacie starts noticing all the little details and quirks of emily, and feels butterflies whenever she does something

emily tries to prevent her not-so-little crush on stacie because “soulmate”

one night, emily wears the cute, oversized sweater

stacie suddenly grabs emily’s sweater and looks at the hem

“where did you get this?”

“my soulmate gave it to me when I was 13″

stacie decided to keep quiet about her acquired knowledge that emily is indeed her soulmate

when they were studying together, emily found the songbook that she gave to her soulmate in stacie’s bag

“it’s you”

“it’s me”

both brunettes felt great joy, finally meeting their soulmate (technically speaking)

they started dating each other, sometimes showing each other their previous presents, and they lived happily ever afterrr

[siilent-wanderer]

Stemily Week ▬ [Supernatural]

this au is set in Narnia, where Emily and Stacie started out as enemies, then becoming lovers and queens of Narnia

headcanons below the cut

emily was destined as a daughter of eve

like lucy in the movie, she tumbled upon the wardrobe and into narnia

at the time, stacie was the daughter of the white witch. The white witch was getting weaker and stacie was due to take over the throne soon

the narnians didn’t know anything about stacie’s existence because her mother kept her locked in the castle

being the only child, emily was the only one who could lead the narnians to fight for their freedom and abolish the white witch’s tyranny 

as soon as the white witch knew of emily’s arrival in narnia, she ordered stacie to kill the only daughter of eve

because of stacie’s wickedness, she started on her mission as soon as possible. seeing emily being loved by everyone infuriated her, so she devised a plan that would slowly and painfully break em into pieces

stacie befriended emily and started hanging out with her, her evil intentions still in mind

one of the narnians was skeptical about stacie and her intentions, so he followed her home

they warned emily that stacie was working for the white witch

emily was broken

the white witch died and stacie was crowned as the new “queen”

stacie challenged emily into battle, so that she could rule narnia by herself

em accepted the challenge but she didn’t have the heart to kill anyone, even if it was the evil queen who were feared by narnians

in the middle of the battle, when stacie was close to killing emily, the younger brunette pleaded and talked to stacie softly

“I thought we were friends”

“everything was a lie, emily. you don’t deserve to be the queen if you’re gullible and oblivious like that”

emily was now crying, her heart slowly breaking into pieces. she knew she was falling for stacie, but to her, stacie didn’t feel the same

“you can’t do this,” emily mumbled, crying but still searching for the good and change of heart in stacie’s eyes

stacie froze as her heart softened, being torn slowly between the love of power and power of love

yes, you read that right. love. 

Stacie had also fallen for Emily for so many reasons but she was blinded because of the temptation for ruling narnia, being addressed as “queen” and being feared by many

“i can forgive you, the narnians can forgive you. we can start again. in peace. stacie, please-”

stacie, now crying, dropped her sword and backed away from emily

emily stood up, seeing stacie frozen, crying silently in front of her

em grabbed stacie’s face, wiping her tears away

“stacie, i-”

stacie cut em short by kissing her on the lips, slowly and passionately

“i love you”

emily tittered, whispering, “i love you too”

long story short, they started again and the narnians had forgiven stacie

together, they ruled narnia in peace and summer was back again yeyyyy