#✘ ❛ in uncharted territory ❜ ⇾ 「 dustin henderson 」

[rekiilysm]

ETHEREAL: Ch10

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⇨ 「pairing— steve harrington x fem!henderson!reader」

⇨ 「a/n— SEASON TWO BABY!!! ok i am so so so sorry for the break in updates but it’s been stressful with school and stuff but it’s almost summer! there’s not much happening this chapter but it’ll come soon!」

⇨ 「warnings— the usual cursing but that’s about it」

⇨ 「word count— 2.2k」

CHAPTER TEN: MADMAX

   It was dark outside, and the only noise in the Henderson residence was the sound of the TV and Dustin cursing to himself while trying to find change for the arcade. Y/n was in her room doing homework on her bed, books and papers scattered everywhere. Her little brother then ran into her room quickly, "I need change." He said before pulling out one of her piggy banks. Her eyebrow rose up while looking at her brother.

   He then started to pour out all the change on the carpet floor, making the Henderson girl's eyes widen as she quickly got up and stumbled over to her brother. "What the hell are you doing?!" She exclaimed, but Dustin didn't stop. She sighed, "You could've just asked.."

   After he got all the change out of the piggy bank, he set it down before crouching down on the floor. "Sorry, Y/n/n. Me and the guys are going to the arcade. Wanna come?" He asked, not even taking his eyes off the change on the carpet.

   She scoffed, "Of course I do, dummy!" He smiled, getting back onto his feet and standing in front of her.

   "We can share," he said, holding up the quarters. She nodded before her little brother bolted out of her room to radio their best friends. Y/n looked over to her books on her bed, remembering her homework that she should be doing...but a little fun wouldn't hurt, right?

———

   A little bit later, the two Hendersons pulled up to the arcade in the girl's car. Once she parked, the younger sibling was quick to get out and run over to the other boys. Y/n smiled to herself before getting out of her car, making sure to lock it behind her.

   While walking up to the group of boys, a honking noise filled their ears, making their heads snap towards the direction of the honk. It was Will and Joyce. "Hey!" Lucas exclaimed and waved to the boy in the car still. After a minute, the Byers boy eventually got out of the car and walked over to his friends.

The five made their way to different games, stopping at one of their favorites: Dragon's Lair. "To slay the dragon, use the magic sword!" The sexy princess told the players, making the boys swoon.

"Oh, Jesus! I'm in uncharted territory here, guys," he told them as they crowed around him. He pressed the button continuously, moving the stick around while his best friends and sister yelled at him.

"Down! Down! Down!" They all exclaimed.

Dustin kept his eyes glued to the screen, "I'm going! I'm going!" The knight on the screen then ran around the place while the princess in distress was, well, distressing. The four continued to yell at him, but then the dragon came onto the screen, making the curly haired boy shut them up. "Okay. Shut up. Shut up. Shut up!" He exclaimed, making them all stop as he pressed the button multiple times, only to get blasted with fire, loosing the game. "No! No! No! No! I hate this overpriced bullshit! Son of a bitch! Piece of shit!" He slammed his fist against the game, making his older sister put a hand on his shoulder.

"Okay there, tough guy, calm down," she gave him a pat on the shoulder before Lucas nodded along with her.

"You're not nimble enough. But you'll get there one day. But until then, Princess Daphne is still mine!" Lucas smiled cheekily, making Dustin sigh.

"Whatever. I'm still tops on Centipede and Dig Dug. And we got Y/n on top of PacMan, so the Hendersons still stay on top," Dustin looked over to his older sister, who gave him a smirk.

Before she could say anything, the party's favorite person in the world stood close to them. Keith. "You sure about that?" He asked, making the five look in his direction. Y/n rolled her eyes at the boy who had been trying to get a date with her since freshman year.

"Sure about what?" Dustin asked, but Keith just stayed silent, continuing to shove Cheetos into his mouth.

Y/n raised her eyebrow, "What do you mean, Keith?" The boy her age looked at her but still stayed silent.

Dustin scoffed before quickly making his way over to his favorite game. "You're kidding me. No, no, no." He pushed through multiple people, making the party struggle to follow him. "Move! Move! No!" He eventually made it to the game, but when he got to it, his shoulders slumped in defeat.

DIG DUG

BEST 5

SCORE NAME

1st 751300 MADMAX

2nd 650990 DUSTIN

"751,300 points!" Will exclaimed in shock.

Mike's mouth fell open, "That's impossible."

"How could someone get a score that high?" Y/n asked, shocked as to how someone could manage to get a score that high. I mean, she was shocked that Dustin got the score he did, but damn! That's a lot of points...

"Who's Mad Max?" Dustin walked up to Keith.

He smirked, his face still full of Cheetos, "Better than you."

"Is it you?" Will asked.

Keith scoffed, "You know I despise Dig Dug."

Y/n raised her eyebrow as Lucas questions the guy, "Then who is it?"

Dustin stepped forward, "Yeah, spill it, Keith."

The said guy continued to stuff his face with his cheesy snack, "You want information, then I need something in return." He smirked as he looked over to Y/n. Her eyes widened, along with the boys' as well. Her nose scrunched up in disgust.

Dustin's eyes widened, and it was almost like there was steam coming out of his ears. "No, no, no. No way. You're not getting a date with her. Not my sister. No, gross."

Y/n nodded along with her brother. "Yeah, no. I'm not going on a date with you, Keith."

The boys, other than her brother, gave her a pleading look. "Y/n, come on! Please just let him take you out on a date." Lucas asked as she shook her head.

"No, gross!" she exclaimed. Usually she wasn't so mean to people in front of their face, but it was Keith, so she didn't care.

"But it's for a good cause!" Lucas tried to talk her into it.

Dustin shook his head, "No, don't go out with him. Know what? He's gonna spread his nasty-ass rash to our whole family!" He said, not taking his eyes off of Keith. Y/n snickered, but coughed it off to cover it up.

Keith looked at the younger Henderson with an offended look on his face, "Acne isn't a rash and it isn't contagious, you prepubescent wastoid."

"Oh, I'm a wastoid? She wouldn't go on a date with you. Would you, Y/n?" he asked his older sister, who shook her head.

"Absolutely not," she said as her brother continued.

"You make, like, what? $2.50 an hour?" Dustin mocked. But while the two were going back and forth, the party didn't realize that Will had walked off.

"Nice perm," Keith mocked back.

Dustin scoffed, "Gonna make fun of my hair?" He asked the guy in front of him who rolled his eyes. The two continued to argue and bicker, but Mike and Y/n noticed that Will was gone.

Y/n looked down at Mike, "Go find Will. I'll stay here and try to split these two up." He nodded at her words before heading out the door to bring Will back inside. The girl sighed before attempting to pull her little brother away from the guy in front of him.

Once she finally got the two away from each other, she ushered the boys to go back to Dig Dug to get their spot back. Eventually, Will and Mike walked through the doors and gave her a smile before going over to her brother's favorite game. As Y/n turned to go over to them, Keith stopped her. She turned to him, and before he could say anything, she spoke up. "No." And then she walked back to her brother and her best friends. She was going to have fun with them, not worry about having to go on a date with Keith—she thanks Dustin greatly for that.

———

The next day, the two Henderson siblings pulled up to the high school parking lot. Y/n parked the car before turning to her brother. "Check up on Will for me, 'kay?" she asked, making him nod.

"Will do," he held up a finger gun, clicking his tongue before grabbing his backpack out of the backseat. Y/n did the same and got out of the car. "I'm surprised we got here on time today," he smirked, making the older sibling roll her eyes. She walked over to her brother, taking off his hat and ruffling his hair to get on his nerves.

"Watch it, curly," she warned playfully before grabbing his head, pressing an annoying kiss on his forehead.

He pushed her off of him, "Stop, Y/n." He whined, making the girl smirk as she plopped his hat back on his head.

"What? Am I embarrassing you?" she laughed as he fixed his hat.

"Yes, now please, I'm gonna be late," he said, making her groan.

"All right, fine. Love you," she gave him a smile, which he gave her one back.

"Love you too, you ass," he smirked at her, making her playfully roll her eyes at his words. He gave her solute before walking in the opposite direction towards the middle school. The Henderson girl shook her head, a smile still on her face. As he disappeared from her sight, her smile fell, her head doing the same. Oh school, how fun.

She walked on the grass to the school, her headphones over her ears. She had the copy of the mixtape she made for Steve playing in her Walkman. The chorus of "Somebody's Watching Me" by Michael Jackson played in her ears as she walked by Steve's car. What she didn't notice though, was that somebody was in fact watching her—it was Steve. Nancy was talking to him about his paper, but when the Henderson girl came into his sight, he couldn't take his eyes off of her.

———

After a couple of classes, Y/n was at her locker getting some books for her next class. As she closed it, Jonathan and Nancy walked up to her. "Jonathan, just come. I mean, who knows, you might even, like, meet someone," Nancy told him, going to her locker next to the Henderson girl. The said girl raised her eyebrow before Steve Harrington came up behind Nancy, picking her up and twirling her around. She shrieked, but Steve only chuckled. Y/n made eye contact with Jonathan, both of them standing there awkwardly. Nancy and Steve began to kiss, which was the two freaks' cue to leave. Nancy pushed the Harrington boy off her with a smile before getting some books out of her locker. She looked in the direction where Jonathan and Y/n went, watching sadly as the boy walked away. But little did she know, Steve was watching them too, but his eyes were on Y/n.

Back with Y/n and Jonathan, they walked to their next class together. Even though they were in different grades, they still had some classes together. "So," Y/n's eyes caught a glimpse at the bright orange flyer in her best friend's hands. "Are you going to go to Tina's party?" she asked, making him look at her. "If you wanna, go ahead. I can handle the boys, and I'll keep an eye out on Will. Go have some fun."

He shook his head, "No, it's okay. She's gonna be busy with Steve anyway." The girl frowned at Jonathan's sad face. "And besides, it wouldn't be fun without my favorite Henderson." He lightly shoved the girl's arm with his elbow, making her smirk.

"Okay, one: obviously. And two: I'm telling Dustin you said that," she said with a smile, making his eyes widen. "Kidding. I won't tell him... well unless I need to one-up him." She laughed, making him crack a smile as well. She loved seeing her best friend smile. He has been through so much with Will, and he deserves to be at peace and be happy.

The two finally made it to their class, hoping the day would be over soon.

———

It was now night time and Y/n was sitting in her room reading a book. She had dropped Dustin off at the arcade earlier, so he was still out. He asked her if she wanted to come with, but as much as she wanted to, her homework said otherwise. So now—luckily she finished her homework—she was reading a book for her English class. It was an interesting book; it was romance, which is kind of odd to make a senior English class read.

It's called "A Rose in Winter," which is about a lady—Erienne—who had fallen for a man she shouldn't be with, but she was also in love with the man she was supposed to be with. The story goes on her journey of conflict in her mind, which was very intriguing for Y/n. The story was a lot like the situation she was in, not that she realized. But she wasn't Erienne in this situation...someone else was.

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[steddie-fanfic-recs]

hic sunt dracones

by robotguts

Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationship: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson, Minor or Background Relationship(s) Character: Eddie Munson, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Dustin Henderson, Lucas Sinclair, Mike Wheeler, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Will Byers, Nancy Wheeler, Chrissy Cunningham, Jonathan Byers Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Modern: No Powers, Good Babysitter Steve Harrington, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Gay Eddie Munson, Author Is A Dungeon Master (Dungeons & Dragons), Dungeons & Dragons 5th Edition, Romance, Flirting, Developing Relationship, Mutual Pining, no one dies and everyone is a nerd, Steve Harrington is a Sweetheart, Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington Friendship, Alternate Universe - No Upside Down, Neurodivergent Eddie Munson, Recreational Drug Use, Getting Together, Hand Jobs, Dom/sub Undertones, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff and Angst, No beta we die like a new addition to the cast, Smut, Intercrural Sex Words: 45,611 Chapters: 25/25

Summary

Modern/No Upside Down AU. Steve hires professional DM Eddie Munson to entertain the kids he babysits every week. Together, they enter uncharted territory.

[hellxfireclub-archived]

❛  it’s better with you here... ❜ ✗ dustin & eddie 「 meme 」

@frreakfangs​ 

                              EDDIE'S   WORDS   LEFT   A   SICK   FEELING   in   the   pit   of   Dustin's   stomach.   It   felt   a   little   too   sentimental,   like   the   older   guy   knew   something   wasn't   going   to   go   to   plan.   Then   again,   maybe   he   was   just   being   paranoid   because   they   were   about   to   walk   willingly   into   hell.   So   he   attempted   to   force   a   bright   smile   though   it   didn't   quite   reach   his   eyes.   ❝   You   getting   soft   on   me?   ❞   he   teased   gently.   

A   soft   sigh   leaves   him   and   he   tilts   his   head   back   to   look   up   at   the   sky.   He   can't   pretend   he's   not   scared   out   of   his   mind   bu...he   really   does   hope   they   all   make   it   out   of   this   okay.   ❝   It's   better   with   you   here,   too.   ❞

[wordoflyss]

We Belong

Chapter 2: Dungeons & Dragons

Rating: M No warnings apply Eddie Munson x Henderson!OC

Eddie circled back around the table as he watched the group catch itself from whatever the fuck it was that had just happened. Dustin was still repeating Who are you to Danielle’s back, who was ignoring him in favor of asking Jeff and Cal for their names. Good question, Dustin.

Admittedly, he’d never paid her much attention, and it’d been a year since he’d last seen her, but Eddie was pretty sure if he’d crossed her on the street yesterday, he wouldn’t have recognized her. Her hair was bottle-blonde now, only the roots the dark blonde he remembered, and instead of hitting her shoulders, now down to her back. Pretty, at least he’d remembered that right. She dressed more out there, too, which was, again, only something he recognized because he remembered never noticing any of her clothes before. She’d blended right in with the crowd. Nothing special, kind of boring. Now she wore ripped jeans and a bright, lime green, ribbed shirt that clung much tighter than anything he would definitely remember. Not that he could see much of it as she was wearing a pretty loose black cardigan on top of it, cinched with a belt at her waist, but the color alone was definitely a hell of a lot more daring than anything he’d have ever associated with her. He remembered her as pretty beige. The look she’d given him when she’d entered the room had been familiar, though. Caution, the expectation to get annoyed, maybe a little nerves— but then again, he knew what people said about him and Hellfire, and from her perspective, she was just walking into uncharted territory, so he’d been willing— hoping, if he was honest— to not take that one personally. When he’d asked her her class and level he could immediately see her get a little defensive, but there was also defiance, and after she’d hit him with her character bio, definitely a hell of a lot of smugness. She’d probably expected a grilling. Don’t give her a hard time, okay? Yeah, she’d definitely been expecting him to give her shit, and he couldn’t even blame her— he could be a real asshole if he wanted to. How was she supposed to know he didn’t want to?

He had made up his mind beforehand to be on his mostly best behavior to get them back on neutral ground so they could play in peace. But when she’d finished her little monologue, he didn’t even need to pretend. Maybe it was just wishful thinking, but he felt that as soon as he’d smiled at her, her palpable tension had melted away. At least she seemed way more comfortable as she now threw her bag on a chair and started pulling out a dice bag and a notebook. Some hidden gold threads in her sweater caught in the light as she moved. Then she suddenly looked up to meet his eyes, catching him full on staring at her. She seemed more amused about it then surprised, but didn’t comment on it, instead just lifting a sheet of paper towards him.

“Uh, do you wanna take a look at my character sheet beforehand?” Eddie nodded, wriggling his fingers dramatically with a grin to mask the feint embarrassment at being caught. Then again, under these circumstances, he figured he was allowed to stare a little. He was still trying to figure out what he’d gotten himself into here.

She handed him the sheet and immediately turned back to Mike, asking him where she could sit. While the others got their things ready, Eddie leaned on the table with one hand as he studied the paper. It was fresh, that much was clear, and not one of the pre-printed ones. Instead, it was very clearly hand-written, with little flourishes drawn here and there. He skimmed over the sheer amount of info, equally relieved and totally confused as her notes proved what she’d said earlier: The magic items, the story-tied, enchanted gauntlets, the brief notes on backstory and even note of sentimental items that she- and that was truly a rare sight- had even accounted for in her carry capacity. This character had seen some life that could only be achieved through hours of playtime. Shockingly, she was actually good on her word. The stat block was balanced, but not optimized, leaning more towards defense than offense, which was good, since she was the second paladin in the party. Mike already rushed in plenty, and from what Eddie could see, she’d balance that out well. That’d make his life a lot easier. From what the sheet told him, she wasn’t a min-maxer, but rather roleplay oriented, since she’d dumped some stats into charisma instead of maxing out strength. That might be a minor problem, depending on how vocally she was going to play, since his table usually didn’t go heavy into roleplay, but really, out of everything he expected, this was still a jackpot. He cleared his throat to get her attention, and handed the sheet back. “Solid stats,” he said with a smile, that she miraculously returned. “Anything you want me to take out?” That question alone proved her mettle and value as a player. This wasn’t gonna be a disaster. Eddie grinned. “Nah, I can handle it.” That made her raise an eyebrow, but he could see she was trying not to grin. “If you say so…”

With a laugh and an immense sense of relief, Eddie took a deep breath to ground himself. Then he jumped backwards up on his throne, settling there in a crouch. “Alright, settle down children! Settle down…. Let’s get started, shall we?” “He’s not only missing his left arm…,” Eddie said and rose from his throne, the tension palpably rising around the table along with him. Dani heard Mike suck in a gasp next to her and Dustin’s chair scrape across the floor as he was slowly rising, muttering No No No under his breath. Eddie drew the moment out a second longer, before he snapped his arm back and wrapped it around his head like a contortionist, covering his eye as he yelled: “…but his left eye!” The table erupted in shouts and protests as Eddie laughed and yelled into the fray: “VECNA LIVES !” Mike was shaking her and Dani had to keep from laughing as she saw the desperation across her fellow players faces, as if they hadn’t seen this coming from a mile away. Dustin was standing now, shouting obscenities across the table, making Eddie grin even wider. Obviously pleased with himself he sank back down onto his throne, leaning back and enjoying the chaos over maniacally steepled fingers. His antics were so over the top she should find them silly. She couldn’t deny he was excellent at this, and really, who would’ve thought? From the minute he started his game he was so intensely present, honing in on the players, weaving scenes and embodying villains, antagonizing them one minute, then slipping out of the role to guide them as Game Master again. She was still on the fence about him as a person, but she was reasonable enough to admit that he was fucking amazing at this. If she was honest, there hadn’t been a dull moment, not even during a seemingly endless round of combat during a road encounter that was — she heavily assumed— only there to knock them down a couple hp and spellslots to make the last fight a bit more challenging. “Are you trying to kill us?!” Mike was shouting next to her, still somehow clutching her arm. The guys were still yelling, frantically shouting plans at each other, disagreeing whether they should fight or run. She could see Eddie trying to calm them down to resume the game once, then twice, but they were too busy throwing insults his way to care. Dani took pity on him, not wanting him to lose the momentum she’d seen him work so hard for by having to put his foot down. As a player, she had a much easier way to reign all the chaos in. She stood and slammed her hands on the table in a loud bang, making them all stop and turn to her. Taking a page from Eddie’s book of dramatics and refusing to be embarrassed, she furrowed her brow and looked at them each before finally settling on Dustin. Dani could be dramatic too, but Dustin took the cake, and she knew he would bite. This was their big night. No way in hell they were going to run. “He’s here. If we don’t fight, we die anyways. I say: We die with honor, and we take him down with us!” For a second, they all were silently staring at her, almost long enough for her to actually get embarrassed, when Dustin finally pulled his weight and jumped from his chair. “To the death!” “To the death!”, they echoed immediately, smacking each other on the shoulders to hype themselves up. Dani couldn’t help but look over, to gauge Eddie’s reaction. He was watching her with the strangest look on his face, before he broke out into the same smile again, giving her a small, slow nod of appreciation. Since he didn’t make her roll for charisma, she assumed he realized her intention behind it, and she gave him the slightest nod back. “Tactical break!”, Dustin yelled and pointed at Eddie, who bowed in compliance and lowered two of three fingers. “Three minutes, mighty heroes. Only one left.” God, he was ridiculous— but she also couldn’t deny he made it work. “Huddle!” Dustin turned his back to the table, waving them all over to him.

Eddie watched Dani juggle three different character sheets that she’d snatched from Dustin, Cal and Mike. Her brow was furrowed as she frantically looked across the battlefield. Behind her, Dustin and Gareth and Jeff were yelling at each other. They’d been fighting for over an hour, Jeff and Gareth were already down, and if Eddie’s estimates were correct, only Dustin and Mike had more than fifteen hit points left, which was mainly due to Dani very deliberately playing favorites with her healing spells and tanking. He wasn’t set on killing them, despite what Mike was still repeatedly accusing him of— he’d never liked forcing the story, but if the dice and their decisions lead to a party kill, Eddie was prepared to go there. And from the looks of it, they were heading that way, fast. They were on their last tactical break of the session, and they’d done a decent amount of damage, but Vecna still had some tricks up his sleeve. They could still win, if the dice were on their side, but they’d have to be insanely lucky to pull it off. He wasn’t going to pull punches— he wanted them to earn this victory. “He can’t have more than fifteen hit points left! Don’t be pussies!” They were trying to whisper, but Eddie could still hear Dustin clearly. “Pussies? Really?” Gareth hissed, “Cause we’re not delusional?” They continued bickering, and Eddie realized they’d just get stuck in their argument, wasting their last time out. Of course they could do what they wanted, but Eddie didn’t want them to run. This was the grand finale— this ought to end in death. Theirs, or Vecna’s. Running wasn’t an option. And because he knew Dustin wouldn’t back down, the best way to stop them from running, was to tell them running was the only option. “Hey!”, he yelled to get their attention, and when they turned, he leaned forward, face serious: “ If I may interject, gentlemen… Lady Dawnguard. Whilst I respect the passion, you’d be wise to take Gareth the Great’s concern to heart.” He wriggled his fingers conspiratorially and smiled at Dustin. “There is no shame in running. Don’t try to be heroes. Not today, ‘kay?” The look on Dustin’s face almost made him laugh out loud, but he kept it to a smug grin. The little shithead raised his finger and said: “ Once sec,” before turning back to the team. Dani said something to him and nodded, before pointing at her sheet. That caused a little discussion, until he heard Mike say: “It’s your call,” to Dustin. Dustin looked at his sister, and she nodded again. “I’ve got this.” A moment of silence, and then Dustin turned around, giving Eddie his best fight stance and shouting: “Let’s kill that son of a bitch!”

 Twenty minutes later Cal was on the ground, but stabilized, and Mike and Dani badly wounded. Mike made his turn and killed the last cultist, trying to get closer, but not able to get into range, not able to do much else. Eddie was studying the board, mapping out potential moves. Dustin was the only one left with any offensive capabilities besides just hitting him. The only other threat was Dani, who would be able to cross into melee range. If she hit and did max damage, it’d be over. She was a direct threat, and he considered killing her first, but the chances off success were slim. Dustin had higher chances of dealing a killing blow with a spell. If he killed Dustin first and moved away, chances were a lot higher he’d survive another round to mop up the last two. “Your turn,” he told Dani. She was studying the board, nodding absentmindedly. “What are you waiting for? Go kill him!” Gareth yelled, but Mike shook his head. “Don’t do it, you’ve rolled like shit the whole time!” “Gee, thanks for pointing it out. Wouldn’t have noticed,” she said and rolled her eyes. Then she looked at Dustin, contemplating, and they stared at each other for a moment. “How far away am I from Dustin?” “Uh- about 75 feet,” Eddie said. Dani nodded slowly. “I’m wanna get within 60 feet of him.” Dustin’s eyebrows shot up. “Wait what- that wasn’t the plan!” “Change of plans,” she shrugged, then gave Eddie a nod of confirmation. “Before I go, I use my fifth level on my bonus action to heal myself.” “That wasn’t the plan!” “Shut up Dustin.”

Now Eddie’s eyebrows were up as well, because the move was so out of the blue, he’d never have expected it. “Sure. Go ahead and roll.” Dani was already rolling as he spoke, counting numbers. She looked to Mike with a smug smile.

“Hey, 14 points, that’s not so bad!” Mike’s whole face scrunched up. “For a fifth level spell? That sucks ass!” “Eh, I can work with that,” she shrugged, then pointed to the map. “I’ll head over here.” “If you leave, he’ll get an attack of opportunity,” Eddie pointed it out, but Dani didn’t seem bothered. “Bring it.” Eddie took the dice and rolled. Unlike her, he’d been rolling well, and took her down 7 more points. She didn’t seem to mind. Eddie wondered what she was up to. “Alright. For my action, I ready my last third level spellslot. That’s my turn.” Eddie watched her a moment, but her poker face seemed to be a lot better within the game than outside of it. “Alright… that means it is Vecna’s turn.” He heard gulps, and from the corner of his eye, he saw Jeff cross himself. Eddie stood, slowly dragging the figurine across the board. “He’s floating closer, right on your heels… As you feel the shiver of his undead presence drawing near, your life starts flashing before your eyes, Brianna….But you aren’t the one he wants right now. Vecna raises his clawed hand, dark energy erupts from his finger and arches for Galad. I need you to make a dexterity saving throw, Dustin.” “As soon as I see him reach for him, I release the spell I held and cast Warding Bond through my gauntlets,” Dani interjected, and Eddie stopped as he suddenly realized what she was doing. He’d read of the item on her sheet but totally forgotten about it, and now it came back to bite him in the ass cause she just pulled his plan right out from under him. “What’s that do?” Mike asked. “Damage he takes carries over to me instead. If it goes over my hp, he takes whatever is left.” That’s why she’d healed herself up. Dustin started to object but Dani ignored him and looked at Eddie expectantly. Even though this afternoon had made him realise that he knew next to nothing about her, and the things he thought he knew were clearly wrong, he understood perfectly what she wanted from him in that moment. Eddie cleared his throat, turned his face serious and wrapped himself in his Dungeon Master persona. “Too late, my friend. The spell is cast, the choice is made. Roll to see if you can halve the damage.” It was clear Dustin still wanted to argue, but when Eddie raised his eyebrows at him, he groaned and rubbed his face. “This is bullshit! You roll,” he pointed at Danielle,” if this kills you I don’t wanna be responsible.” “As Mike so helpfully pointed out, I’ve been rolling like shit the whole time. If I roll I’m a lot more likely to die.” “No, that means it’s statistically more likely you’ll succeed this time,” Dustin said, in that annoying know-it-all voice of his. Dani scoffed. “Yeah I’m pretty sure that’s not how that works.” Dustin opened his mouth again and she raised her hands to stop him. “Alright, god, I’ll do it.” She held her hand out and Mike dropped the D20 on her open palm. “Well,” she said, and looked in the round,” Gentlemen, it’s been an honor fighting with you.” She shook three times and released the die. It hopped over the table, once, twice, then wobbled one last time and stopped. 2. The guys erupted in groans, Dustin jumped from his seat again, but Eddie was watching Dani. She stared at the number for a second, before smiling the tiniest bit to herself. Then she looked up and met his eyes steadily and nodded. Eddie gave her the slightest bow and picked up his dice to roll damage. “You take… 41 points of damage.” Dani nodded, stood, and knocked over her mini. “That kills me instantly. 4 points carry over.” Eddie nodded and hesitated only for a moment before he announced: “As the dark magic rips through your chest and steals your last breath, you feel the light fading a last time. Brianna Dawnguard, Paladin Lathrandir, has lost in her last stand against the darkness. But her death may not yet be in vain, as she died giving her comrades the chance for the final blow…” “That’s bullshit!” Dustin yelled again. Dani looked at Dustin, clearly exasperated. “What are you waiting for? Make it count!” They stared at each other in the stubborn way only siblings could, before Dustin threw up his hands. “I cast Shatter at his ugly head at 4th level.” And because Dani had taken his attack of opportunity, he couldn’t counterspell it with a reaction. There was nothing he could do. This was it. Eddie nodded. “Roll to hit.” Dustin reached for the D20, the others all standing now, tension so thick in the room you could cut it with a knife.

Time seemed to slow down as it rolled across the table, all of the last year of work culminating in this moment. It spun and stuttered, and then came to a sudden stop. 20. Cheers erupted across the table, all of them reaching for Dustin, trying to shake or hit him in triumph. Eddie jumped up, clasping his hands in mock surprise as he gave them their win.

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❛ look, it sounds gross, but i'm telling you, when it's cooked right, it's the best thing ever! ❜ ✗ dustin & steve 「 meme 」

                              DUSTIN   PEERED   SKEPTICALLY   INTO   the   pot   on   the   stove,   then   turned   that   skeptical   look   on   his   older   friend.   He   didn't   know   what   the   hell   was   in   that   pot   but   he   was   absolutely   not   eating   anything   that   @alwaysthesitter​    cooked.   Dustin   didn't   trust   that   the   older   man   wouldn't   unintentionally   poison   him   somehow.   

❝   Nope,   ❞   he   said   flatly,   arms   crossed   over   his   chest   as   he   shook   his   head.   ❝   There's   no   way   I'm   putting   that   in   my   mouth.   It   looks   like   something   out   of   a   B   horror   movie.   ❞   Dustin   narrowed   his   eyes   at   Steve.   ❝   Is   this   payback   for   something?   Are   you   trying   to   seek   revenge   on   me   for   outting   you   to   Nancy?   ❞

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❛ i swear to you, i don't know how this happened. i followed every single instruction, word for word! ❜  ✗ dustin & max「 meme 」

                              DUSTIN   LOOKED   AT   THE   CUPCAKES   that   actually   looked   like   ginormous   muffins,   and   it   was   clear   to   him   that   @beenwaitingtoolong​   had   overfilled   the   cupcake   liners.   Not   that   this   really   bothered   him   to   much   because   a   humongous   cupcake,   in   his   mind,   was   freaking   awesome.   But   it   did   leave   them   with   not   enough   batter   for   the   amount   of   cupcakes   needed   for   this   particular   project.   ❝   Do   you   really   follow   the   recipe   word   for   word?   Including   the   part   where   you're   only   supposed   to   fill   the   liner   three   quarters   of   the   way   so   they   don't   turn   into...that?❞   

He   grabbed   the   box   the   cake   mix   had   come   in   and   looked   at   the   instructions   on   the   bake.   It   very   clearly   stated   that   one   box   ought   to   make   twenty-four   cupcakes   and   they   only   had   twelve.   It   definitely   wasn't   going   to   be   enough   for   the   campaign   tonight.   ❝   Let's   not   panic,   though.   I'll   just   bike   to   the   store   and   get   more   batter.   We   can...do   something   with   these   later.   ❞

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