#LORD LET ME STOPPPPP

[virginburial]

hi!! sorry if this doesn’t come across correctly, i’ve never requested anything before. if it’s alright, can you write a steve harrington x reader blurb that’s him showing her how to give a blowjob? sorry again if that’s too weird, thanks!

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ nothing is too weird for the buffmeiester (it's me, I'm the buffmeiester, lol hi I'm buffy).

Steve Harrington CD mix!        .·:*¨༺♱༻¨*:·.

you were half a virgin. I know I know, that makes zero sense, but you were. you only had sex once and you don't think it should count. when steve found out, he pretty much laughed at how stupid the terminology was. "what does it even mean to be half of a virgin?" he panted out after laughing hysterically. the reason you wouldn't count the last encounter as your defloweration was because there was no foreplay, no oral, or hand anything. pretty fucking boring.

Steve thought the same. you don't know how you both reached this conclusion but soon you started making bets that turned rather personal. Steve had generously offered to show you how to give someone a blow job since you claimed that if someone taught you, you wouldn't feel so insecure about how you performed. you were hesitant at first, but then you remembered how Steve was your first kiss back in middle school, and the two of you were still friends. you had faith that nothing was going to change.

yet, things were weird at first. you've seen Steve naked before (on accident, or when you both are changing to go swimming) it was never weird like that. this time, you couldn't help but feel a pang of awkwardness settle in your stomach, considering you were on your knees right in front of him. "okay so, you're gonna want to slowly jack off the guy, right, make sure he's-" "-hard? yeah steve, I know." you mumbled as your hands snatch steve's cock away from him.

"j-just wanted to be sure you knew." Steve breathes out, watching your hand slowly work up and down the base of his cock. you couldn't help but feel it harden and twitch in your hands, seeing Steve's mouth slowly open as he glances over at you; the look on your face as you contemplated what to do next. "don't like shove it in your mouth, you have to tease the tip before going all in."

"Like...this?" you ask, before slowly running your tongue across his tip, softly pressing down and making your tongue adjust to the bell of his tip, how pink and pulsating it was already. "y-yeah." Steve squeaked out, repressing his moans as his cheeks turned red. "like that...you sure you need me to teach you how to do this?" he nervously laughed.

the more you teased his tip, the more and more Steve began to unwind and become more vocal, soon you started working towards his base and played with his balls (which you laughed about, not at him, just at the idea of it, which made Steve beyond flustered). before you knew it, you couldn't help but feel yourself get excited at the thought of Steve returning the favor; squeezing your thighs as the sensation of pleasure drove you to show Steve how good of a teacher it was. "it will never be weird between us" but you always assumed that was going to be a problem on Steve's side of things. not yours.

Steve was past the point of pretending that he offered this as a friend, that this was all a nice gesture. five minutes into the whole thing, Steve caves, and starts calling you pet names; baby, honey, sweetie, princess. It all starts going to your head, then straight to your cunt as things progressed. then, Steve yanks your hair, pulling you back from his cock, saliva drooling down your chin as your lips shimmered; your lip gloss managed to stay on. He makes you look up at him.

"Relax your neck, baby." he coos, his cock hitting your cheek. you could feel his whole 'king steve' persona shine through when he tells you that. before slowly directing your head back on his cock, his hips start to jerk a little once your lips reattached themselves back onto his cock. he maneuvers your head as he starts fucking your throat, your face turning red as spit coaxed your cheeks and chin. tears reached the rims of your eyes as he groans loudly. "take me just like that honey-" he growled as you stared up at him in a daze. "you're such a faster learner, huh?" he raspily said.

before you knew it, Steve cums down your throat, causing you to lightly gag as he slowly pulls out. cum slowly seeping out of your lips as you tried to swallow it all. you didn't think he'd cum so much. he breathes heavily pulling you away from his cock.

"mhm...I think I just fixed your 'half-virgin' problem."

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buy me a coffee ૮⸝⸝> ̫ >⸝ ა

[soggykookiesandcream]

𝐵𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝐹𝓇𝑜𝓂 𝒟𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 - 𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒱𝐼𝐼

I wake with a throbbing headache. How much did I drink? My lord, I can't move my head. I slowly lift with my hands and sit up. 

"Ugh," I groan, "did brother really put me to bed so neat and clean?"

I walk to the bathroom and do my business trying to remember. Who was that in the club who was trying to hold me? 

After a few minutes, I enter my brother's room. He was also up and sitting on his bed rubbing his eyes.

"Brother," I ask, "what happened yesterday?"

"Oh," he replies, "you passed out in the club."

"That's it?" I ask.

"Yeah," Yoongi says, "oh and some creep in the club was saying he loved you."

"What?" my face falls, "what was his name?"

"I don't know," Yoongi shrugs, "he didn't know your name either."

"Oh," I continue in confusion, "then how can he love me."

"Maybe love at first sight because my baby sis is so beautiful," Yoongi laughs.

"Stoppppp!" I throw a pillow at him blushing.

I was going out when my phone rang. It was Namjoon.

"Heyyy Joon!" I answer the call.

"Yuna!" Namjoon answers back in excitement, "You picked up. Lord, I was calling you like crazy yesterday and you did not pick up."

"I'm sorry," I said, "Yoongi and I got drunk in a club and I passed out."

"What?" Namjoon asks, "You know how unsafe it is to just pass out in a club? What if someone hurt you?"

"I'm sorry," I repeat, "I'm sorry. But Yoongi was with me."

"Hyung was drunk too wasn't he?" Namjoon asks.

"Yes..." I reply, "but he got me back home safely!"

"Ok," Namjoon sighs, "can we meet up? I miss you."

"Sure. Where?" I ask.

"The usual cafe," Namjoon chuckles, "where else?"

"Okay, Joonie," I laugh, "when?"

"Now?" Namjoon says, "As soon as possible? Like at 11? It's already 10."

"Wow," I sigh, "I woke up so late."

"Yeah," Namjoon chuckles, "I'll go now. Get ready."

"Cya," I say and hang up.

I stretch my limb and call Yoongi who was downstairs to make breakfast, "Brother! Can you make breakfast?"

"No!" Yoongi screamed. 

"Please," I screamed back while trying to get ready, "I have to go outside."

"Outside, where?" Yoongi yells.

"With Namjoon," I reply pulling my shirt down my hands.

"With Namjoon?" Yoongi screams back, "I'm coming with you! I don't trust anyone other than Jinnie."

"No," I scream again in stress as I try to pull my jeans on, "I'm going alone with him."

"No! I won't let you-" He screams but I cup his mouth stopping him, "Stop yelling, I'm here."

"And I'm going alone," I finish.

"But-" Yoongi starts.

"NO BUTS!" I interrupt him, "I'll be fine with Namjoon."

I go to the kitchen, grab cereal and milk and eat.

"Thanks for breakfast," I say sarcastically.

"You're always welcome," Yoongi smiles at me.

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"Sir!" The crow screams, "Queen Yuna is going out!"

"Where?" Taehyung asks.

"I am not quite sure," the crow replies.

"Find out," he ordered, "follow her."

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"Joonie!" I jump in excitement and hug him.

He smiles with his adorable dimples and hugs me back.

"Yunnnna!" He lifts me up while hugging me since I was short.

"Aaaah" I scream when he spins me around. 

I liked him a lot. He was in fact boyfriend material and very understanding. He was always there for me in my deepest darkest times even if I didn't want anyone's help. He suddenly brought his hands below my knees, lifted me up and made me sit on a chair.

"Woah!" I laugh.

"Anything for a princess," Namjoon smiles.

"Stooppp!" I say and cover my face.

Namjoon chuckles, "How was your holiday?"

"It was good!" I sit up, "I spent a lot of time with Jungkook too."

"That's good," his voice falls, "Do you not want to spend time with me?"

"No!" I scream in shock, "I mean yes! I want to."

Namjoon smiles, "Something has been on my mind lately."

"What is that?" I ask.

"Us," Namjoon says, "About us."

"Oh," I say concentrating.

"I want us to be more than friends now," Namjoon explains, "I know we agreed upon getting together once we're all settled. But I can't wait anymore. I want to love you and want to be loved by you. I want us to be happy and cuddly like how you always said you wanted your future boyfriend to be. I might not be the perfect boyfriend but please let me in and become perfect for you. I will love you with all of me and I will love everything of yours, your pretty and ugly."

I was on the verge of tears by the time Namjoon had finished. I loved him as much as he loved me. There was no doubt in that. I was just scared it wouldn't work out. But no longer did I fear that.

"Yes!" I yelled and jumped to hug him not caring about others. 

He gladly opens his arms and hugs me. He stands up with me in his arms. 

"I really like you," Namjoon corrects himself, "Nah! I really love you."

"I love you too," I say and kiss his cheek and dimple, "I really love your dimples too."

Little did they know that...

A little someone was watching them.

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[broken-everlark]

OH MY LORD. TRYING TO WRITE🤣 cmonnnn head stoppppp just let me focus and WRITE.

Me telling myself to get to writing🤣

[awigglycultist]

Alright like last time I hit post limit and couldn't live blog I started writing my thoughts down on docs in real time whilst watching so I could post later, so here:

HES NEARLY 41!?

Cereal!

Hes such a brat

BECKY BARNES

Shelia is a Karen

“Dont you dare gaslight me” his teeth are FINE stop overreacting

Frank the moneys not worth it divorce that jerk

Peter Pan!?!?

I wanna say “yes frank! Stand up! Good for you!” but this isnt gonna end well is it?

Oh yup there he goes. A trap door in the ground.

“Goodbye daaddyy”

Ofc theres others, I wonder how many men exactly has she married and done this to?

Oh no oh no oh no

MIAH????????????

BERRY SWIFT?

Im just omg. BERRY. AHH.

Honey festival mention!

Looking for a new daddy already…

"onliNE?"

Wait is the feast or famine playing in the background?

Frank giving the food to Barry :)

DONT SAY YOURE GONNA DIE I DONT NEED ANGST FOR YOU PLEASE

HELEN?

“No matter what Im always gonna be youre……..daddy”

Wait so if he’s been down there for 2 weeks with toyzone closed whats Lex doing

Sherman dont go to your mom about it just let him out!

BARRY BARRY NO BARRY NO NO NO BARRY

TED

WAIT NO TED OH NO NO LEAVE TED ALONE

“You are a married women” “Hey works for me”

“Dont sass your mother or ill kick your ass old man!”

NO NOO WHY DOES TED ALWAYS HAVE TO GET SHOT WHY DOES HE ALWAYS DIE

OH GOD THAT MEANS PETER COMES BACK FROM CAMP AND TEDS DEAD STOPPPPP

Including homeless man Ted has died 7 times i think jeez

The gift?!?

Barry :(

Rip Marco

I hate her but she does look hot with a gun gotta say

BLACK BOOK

STARRY CHILDREN

Okay so Hatchetmen hate the witches and the starry children hate the hatchetmen right?

Yup stealing their lives

1920….. 1920

LIB!

Goat! Tentacles!

And I truly feel all lords in black in the chile's tonight

Omg sherman drew ontop of the black book

Omg he memorised the words and drew over it on purpose-

Bye bye milf

Ope hes 7

Poor frank that'd be toutre

Its not really forever tho technically bc frank will die eventually it'll just be for the rest of frank's life...

-killer track-

LOOK AT THEM

HELLO

Dangit Thrash is a jerk

Oh hes threatening to kill now

“YOU THINK I'M AFRAID TO DIE?” Clearly a gen z

“Lets go to Dennys >:(“

Thats Rose!?!?!!!!!

Yes it is Kale!

Oh god hes gonna show her the killer track isnt- yup

I don’t like you so much Kale

STATION WAGON? THAT MEANS DUKE

THERE HE IS MY BOY

“Well i dont know ive never done drugs duke!” “...I know.."

Just missed a little chunk bc of my dad but Duke my beloved and poor Rose

“Is it unbelievable? Yes. but this Hatchetfield”

Specialist… Holloway here we come

Miss Retros!

“Hiya Duke!” “Heya Darlin!” hngg

“Great. My life is in the hands of Barbie”

“Make me.” “...alright.”

A glass with a spiderweb inside

Thrash said he sold his soul to satan to get famous hfjhdkfj

Omg the black book! its so cool!

TINKY TINKY TINKY TIME TRAVEL HNG AHHHHHH EVERYONE SHUT UP also “The Tinker” ooh

Also so are there a few verison of the black book?

Ooh holloway is in Rose’s body

Oh theres taco bell

Holy crap. This song. Wtf.

Okay great rose never heard it now….but holloway did right?...

Oh god yeah she took the curse

Dukes face :( hes so sad and concerned

“Your phone” yeah her very super recent new phone…

“If its a ghost. I'll trap it in this jar.”

“If something happens to me i want you to read this” i really wanna know what it says but i DO NOT want ANYTHING to happen to her

Duke has watch right that down RIGHT THAT DOWN

Hey wait a second how come Kale has heard it hasn't died I mean at least i assume they've heard it before, did they make it?

HOLLOWAY :((

OH GOD NO ITS COMING FROM DUKE AND ROSE OH NOO NO

“dont worry im not going anywhere :)” oh god

“Holloway? What are ya doing darlin?” :((

“I understand” …..ominous

Dead. shes dead great. Ofc.

Duke :’(((

HNGGG I LOVE THEM SO MUCH STOPP DUKE ROSE WHY THIS IS MAKING CRY STOP BEING SO SWEET

‘You were in love with her werent you” “who wasnt?”

DUKE HAS A CAT

The envelope oh boy

“Welp. guess im dead!”

Wait about 2 hrs??

DON'T CALL AN AMBULANCE OR SEND ME TO THE MORGUE OH GODDD

“I was in love with her” “ya you and everybody” they really get the fans huh

Shes alive!

“Duke. what did my note say!?”

Ooohh the whole town knows about her dying that why she couldn't do to the morgue

Rip duke hes so confused

“It just HAD to be the jukebox”

Yes yes lore dump here we go! Learning more about Holloway!

Wait what.

HEY HEY WAIT KNOW GOOD JOB OF PROVING YOUR MAGIC IG BUT I WANNA KNOW THIS STUFF

This isnt first time shes told him?

Oh shes not making him forgot?

Oh god poor holloway

Omg the honey festival-

Oh are we actually seeing them going to honey festival

The mayor!!

Omg i cant wait to see how the stop the song. Like i KNOW itll be stopped we already saw the festival but like i CAANT WAIT

Oh trust me mayor… this will be a night to remeber for everyone…

HAHA HIS MIC WASN'T OFF

HAILEY

HAILEY MADE ZOEYS VOICE WORSE ON PURPOSE?

TED!!!

“At the point ill never get married. Be daddy.”

DEB AND ALICE AHH AND ALICE WAS IN NEW YORK OOH

Jkdfnjdfnj rip duke

God i love seeing everything connected and all these people together

Needy Beasts!

Oh no Kale

And Kale killed the audio guy

Oh poor Kale

OH NO ITS PLAYING

Ooh Holloways playing over it

Oh i love this

DUKE AND HOLLOWAY TOGETHER :))))

OH THEY FORGOT IT OOHHHHH AND THATS WHY THERE WAS ABSOTULEY NOTHING WITH KILLER TRACK IN HONEY QUEEN

DUKE

“The lanky goon”

Oh wow i understand why duke punched kale but im still surprised he’d every punch anyone

Oh oh no Kale oh no

OH GOD KALE

Aww Duke going on about him being the hero so proud of himself not knowing hehe

Oh a new persona? I wanna know all about her personas

Nooo dont say everyones gonna forgot about miss holloway noo dont :((

Shes gone :(

AND HES FORGOTTEN :(

HOLLOWAY or whatevr her new persona is

I literally missed the entrie convo between them bc of my dad

This songs a bop tho

THE BECKY BARNES BIT WITH THE IRISH ACCENT TOO AHAHFEFNSKLDJF

Paul is dead records?? Director Barry Swift??

Okay go the replay: I love Duke and… Holiday so much.

Alright so we're assuming that the girl that got hurt in shop class is Lex right? There's been the theory that Yellow Jacket is about Lex and I sure hope so so we can see what happened to her after Frank just disappeared for two weeks and what may have happened in shop class

She's a counsellor! The only school counsellor I'd trust!

Hey. Hey. Wait. Ofc this isn't Holloways first time changing persona. I wonder if Duke has met personas of her before, he probably has, I wonder how many times? Oh God this episode made be so emotional

[zenyukifanficblogs]

A Different Kind Of Joy (SKZ Female Member) Chapter 21

Joy’s POV

“Can I go to the toilet?”

I asked Chan. He nods his head and I immediately get up walking. I was practicing my part when I suddenly bumped onto some people I wish I didn’t bump onto.

“Long time no see”

Seungkwan says and I just ignore them all to look for my manager. Then I go to the counter.

“Do you know where’s the toilet in this level?” I asked the staff to try ignoring these people.

“You are going to the correct direction.” The staff looks at me with a smile, reminding me. I can’t help feeling nervous though I won’t show it, they are in the direction of where I want to head.

So I decide to go to the toilet at the other level, I don’t care how troublesome that’s going to take. I just want to forget about everything that happened then.

But lord and behold cause what happens next will shock even the mightiest of all.

Seungkwan this time, is outside the restroom I went to. ‘Oh lordly can they leave me alone?!’ I facepalmed to myself. “You sure you don’t really know us?” He asks me.

“Excuse me, I have to go.” I said going down to the stairs, he followed until I saw my sister-in-law that which make this whole thing end.

“Joy. Come over here.” I immediately go to my sister-in-law and hugged her, my anxiety almost shoot in the roof but felt better being with her.

“Boo Seungkwan. Do you have a death wish? Don’t you know what’s called NO?”

She tells him off before taking me back to the waiting room my group is in. “Are you okay?” She asks me and I nodded my head.

Takhyun stopped Seungkwan from going any further as Judith takes me back to the waiting room. “Oh it’s a surprise seeing you.” Kim greeted Judith.

“If weren’t for some creeps that I don’t wish near Joy but yeah it’s a coincidence.” Judith says putting me down.

Before the rest could ask, the staff informed us we have 15 minutes to go to the stage so we went. “Stay focused” Judith whispered as I leave to the platform.

-After The Performance-

I literally forgot even though the guys have been asking me what do my sister-in-law meant by some creeps that she don’t wish near me.

“Joy~”

Jeongin walked towards me with a pout. “If you’re asking about what my sister-in-law has said, don’t ask.” I tell him.

“I’m not asking, I just want a hug.” He pouts saying as he opens his arms. I just end up hugging him and he hugging me back

“I wish my future sister-in-law will be like yours or similar.” He whispers. I just softly chuckle.

“I’m sure you will.” I smile before he lets go of the hug suddenly because Seungmin is showing his affection again.

“Nooooo stoppppp!!!!”

Jeongin was running around all over the waiting room, to get away from Seungmin. Somehow, for some reason, he decides to put me in front of Seungmin during that.

“There you go!” Jeongin tells him as I got put to the front. Seungmin just gives him a weird smirk and hugs me instead.

Note to myself: Add something in Jeongin’s honey lemon the next time so he will get an unforgettable experience

“Sorry Joy” Jeongin apologised mouthing and laughing at the same time as the rest laughed as well.

After a few more rounds of recording and joking around, we went back to the dorms.

I decided to excuse myself back early to bed as usual before anyone can say anything else.

HyunJin’s POV

“Let her let her”

Woojin tells Changbin when Joy excuses herself to early bed after we reached back the dorms.

“But she-“ Changbin wanted to say more but Woojin glared at him to not to, cutting him off halfway.

“Alright alright. Let’s go watch some movies.” Manager Lee tells us throwing me the remote controller.

“Wha-” I looked at Lee confused holding the controller which I managed to catch in time. “Don’t ask cause you’re picking tonight’s movie.” Kim tells him.

“But-“ I wanted to say more but already got cut off by them. “No buts, no coconuts boy~” They all said to me softly giggling.

“If you so, alright then” I chuckled giving in and picking Deadpool for everybody to watch for the night.

I remember by the time the movie has ended, everybody else has fallen asleep except for Felix, myself and Lee Know.

“Surely they sleep faster than Joy~” Felix giggles jokingly yet softly. “Agreed” We both agreed softly giggling about it for the whole night.

[taintedcigs]

You pull back and look up at him, your eyes are shining with happiness, and the smile on your face is so bright, so beautiful. Though it’s not meant for him, is it? No. Only one man can make you this happy. Only one man can put that smile on your face. Only the one you spent your night with, the man that wasn’t him. STOP IT EDDIE SPAGHETTI U R BEING TOO IN UR HEAD!!! STOP!! BACK UP A BIT!!! COME ON!!!!

“I don’t need to listen to you! I knew I didn’t have a chance for fucks sake, I knew that I never would if he decided to come back and make things right, once and for all.” STOP IM GONNA CRY MY INSECURE BABY HE DOESTN KNOW ANYTHING HES GONNA BE SO HAPPY

“You… thought about leaving me?” You ask, not even recognizing your own voice. It’s thick with tears, shaky and so small.  OH FUCKKK?!? LOOK HE COULD NEVER DO IT OKAY!!!!!

“I thought about it. I could never fucking do it, no matter what the hell you do to me. I could never leave you. Shit, you could break my heart over and over again and I’d still be here.” EXACTLY WHAT I SAID. EDDIE COULD NEVER LEAVE HIS CHEER. SEE????

You take the necklace off, taking a shaky breath as you look at the locket. You raise your head and look back at him. You step towards him and take his hand in yours, placing the locket in his palm. STOP STOP STOPPPPPPPPPPP

All this time, you carried a picture of him inside this locket? A locket that Steve gave you months ago? A locket that was gifted by the person you cried for?IM. ACTUALLY GONNA.D IE. LIKE THIS IS KILLING ME. GOD I LOVE THEM SO MUCH FUUUUUUCK.

“I love you, Eddie. More than just my best friend,” you whisper, shakily.  “I love you,” you whisper. “I love you so much, Eddie Munson.”  Eddie doesn’t know whether to scream in joy or to cry in happiness. He grasps you harder, blinking away the tears that welled up in his eyes from your confession. IM CRYING AND SCREAMING IN JOY AND HAPPINESS AND SADNESS BC ITS SENDING AN D I LOVE MY CUTIES.

“Holy shit.” Kiss. “I can’t believe this is real.” Kiss. “I love you.” Kiss. “I love you so much, princess.”  STOPPPPP. HES SO CUTIE PATOOTIE IMGONA KILL MYSELF. THEY'RE FINALLY GETTING THE HAPPINESS THEY DESERVE TJIS IS KILLING ME IN THE BEST WAY POSSIBLE.

For the first time in your life, you feel like you can genuinely let yourself fall. Because even when Steve felt love for you as he said he did, it was never like this, never this unconditional. OH SHIT. THIS HURTS. BUT SO GODDAMN TRUE. YOU FUMBLED BADLY STEVE HARRINGTON!!!!!!!!!

“I get to hold you like this now, I get to tell you that I love you. I get to kiss you, I get to make you mine, sweetheart. It was worth the wait,” he says to you with all his heart.  STOPPPPPPPPPPPPPP IM GONNA CRY. HES SO CUTE N THE BESTEST BF AND THE BESTEST PERSON IN THE WORLD. AND I LOVE HIM AND I LOVE THEM AND I

“Sweetheart,” he whimpers as he keeps his eyes on you. “Y-You’re so – oh my fucking god,” he gasps out when you hollow your cheeks around him, whimpering as you start bobbing your head. OMFGGG. CHEER IS SO REAL FOR THIS. JUST GETTING STRAIGHT TO SUCKING COCK AND BALLS. A TRUE HORNY GAL LIKE ME. I LUV HER.(this isliterally them btw)

“I’m not gonna fuck you today,” he whispers as his fingers start to fumble with the buttons on your dress, “I’m going to make love to you, baby.” 

“You’re the love of my life,” he whispers into the crane of your neck before your name falls from his lips in a whimper. SCREAMING. CRYING. PERFECT STORMS. GOD ITS SO DELICIOUSLY YUMMY BUT ALSO SO LOVEY THAT I FEEL SO BLUSHY AND GIDDY. I NEED THIS MAN SO BAD LORD. I NEED TO BE THIS MANS CHEER ASAP!!!

“I can’t believe you choose me,” he whispers, unable to hide the shakiness of his voice as tears fall from his eyes and onto your bare skin. “I can’t believe you want me.” GOD IM GONNA KICK HIS INSECURE ASS BUT ALSO KISS IT BC EDDIE YOURE SO PERFECT?!?!? HOW CAN U NOT SEE IT?!?! I WANNA EAT U N KISS U?!?!

“Yeah, I yelled into my fucking pillow many nights. – I’m glad you’re amused though,” he chuckles, tickling your sides. HES SO FUNNY LMAO MY BITCHLESS BF WHO'S BAD AT MAKING THE FIRST MOVE BC HES A NERVOUS MESS. I LOVE HIM UR HONOR.

Eddie is so in love with you that he can’t even think back to a time when he didn’t love you yet.  this goddamn part. im lterally killing myself. and i mblaming y. what the hell .this shit is soromantic ms andy swift. (+my last name bc we're married smh)

“Platonic my ass.” “You always said that we’re platonic!” You laugh.  He rolls his eyes with a smile.  “Yeah, well. What did you want me to say? I am in love with her, like fucking crazy, but it’s cool, we are just friends. Does that sound better?” NOW IS THIS EMMY + ANDY SHADE?!?!?!? RUDE. ANDYKINS . RUDE.

“Wayne, this is my girlfriend,” he grins, gesturing to you. “Girlfriend, this is my uncle Wayne.” STOPPP THEY R SO IN LUV IM GONNA CRY.

“I’m gonna miss you, Steve.”

How could you ever forget Steve Harrington? THIS PART IS MAKING ME CRY FUCKING DAMMIT ANDY. I WANTED THE EDDIE ENDGAME BUT FUCK DO I FEEL BAD FOR STEVE. FUCKFUCKFUCK.

Yeah, he would rather hurt than hurt you.  That’s why he is the right one for you, Steve thinks. STOP IM OFFICIALLY GONNA CRY. WHY ARE U DOING THIS. U R SO RIGHT IT IS BITTERSWEET. IM SO HAPPY FOR THEM BUT IM GONNA CR.Y . FUCK.

“Goodbye, Stevie.” “Goodbye, Dolly.”THIS WAS THE FINAL ANAIL IN THE COFFIN. TEARS ARE STREAMING DOWN MY FACE. GOD IM GONNA MISS ALL OF THEM SO MUCH FUCK ANDY.

gOD ANDY. IDK HOW TO FINISH THIS OFF WITHOUT RAMBLING. THIS SERIES WILL ALWAYS BE ONE OF MY FAVS ON HERE. im so happy that you decided to share it with us. your writing is INCREDIBLE. your ideas are phenomenal. and i just cant believe that it ended?!?!? like FUCK 30 chapters?!? and its over?!? hOW. im gonna miss our discussions. (we'll still do it w blurbs ofc) and im gonna miss having weekly crying sessions over this. (ik ill just cry over the next one too but still LMAO) I LOVE U AND THIS SERIES SO SO MUCH. thank you for sharing your masterpiece on HERE. IDK IF I CAN SAY GOODBYE TO MY BBIES YET SO IM ALL FOR ANY IKYLLATK BLURBS!!! IM SO EXCITED FOR WHATS COMING NEXT!! ILY MWAH!!!

I knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss | part 30

Warnings: 18+, MDNI. angst in the beginning, hurt/comfort. smut, unprotected sex, oral (male receiving).

Pairings: Eddie Munson x fem!reader | past Steve Harrington x fem!reader

Word count: 14k+

Summary: For the first time in your life, you fight for what you want and don't let slip through your fingers.

A/N: @hellfire--cult ROE, I don't know how to thank you for being such a big help with ideas and editing (especially in this chapter and in chapter 27) but I'd literally bake the best cake for you. thank you so so much, ilyyy 🫶🏻

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The evening sun shines down on the trailer park, leaving an orangy pink cast on everything the sun rays touch. Your skin feels warm but your hands are shaking and your heart is pounding, not from fear but from excitement. You look down at yourself, at the sundress you bought on your shopping trip with Robin, last week. A smile tugs at your lips, she told you that Eddie will like the dress. 

You’ve been waiting for this moment all day and the closer you get to his trailer, the giddier you feel. You can’t wait to see him, to feel him, to kiss him. 

Despite what happened with Steve, you can’t help but feel happy even when a part of you is still feeling the sadness. 

It took some time to get your thoughts back in order and to calm the anxiety that took hold of you. You were scared that you had lost him for good this time, but when you walked back into your room and started cleaning the mess, you eyed every item that once belonged to him, you looked at the pictures that you had taken of him, the ones that were taken of the two of you together, ones from your childhood, ones from your early teens, ones from your relationship and ones that were taken recently, despite the heartbreak, the sadness, the goodbye that was shared earlier, you realized that you would be okay, that you would find your way back to each other because the bond that you share is one of a kind, a friendship like yours cannot be broken, no matter what. 

You and Steve will be okay. 

The gravel crunches beneath your shoes and the tires of your bike as you’re pushing it along next to you. You’re gripping the handlebar tightly as you run your fingers through your hair. 

You see his van first, it’s parked in front of the trailer. 

Wayne’s car is missing, he must be at work already. 

Your heart skips a beat when your eyes find him. 

Eddie is sitting on his doorstep, staring up at the pink sky. A cigarette in between his lips, he seems to be lost in his thoughts, not noticing you yet. 

You can’t fight the smile off your lips when you take in the sight of him. He looks so pretty. Your heart starts pounding faster. 

He is wearing the Megadeth shirt that you had gotten him a while back. 

He takes a drag from his cigarette before he stubs it out in the ashtray next to him. He blows out the smoke and stands up, he is about to turn around and walk back into the trailer when he sees you. 

He blinks, staring at you with an unreadable expression on his face. 

You are too happy, too excited to notice the sadness in his eyes, the dark circles beneath them. 

Your heart flutters in your chest and your hands itch to touch him. You drop your bike on the grass, not wanting to waste any more time, you rush towards him and jump into his arms and hug him tightly. 

“Hi,” you whisper against his chest, still smiling with your eyes closed. You breathe him in and press yourself against him. You don’t see the way his brows furrow, the way his eyes flash with confusion, you don’t even notice how long it takes for him to hug you back. You’re in a daze, just happy to be in his arms again. 

“Hey.” 

He wraps his arms around you, though he doesn’t hug you back as hard as you hug him. He leans his chin on the top of your head though, a sigh falling from his lips. 

“I missed you.”

Did you? He wants to ask. 

Did you miss him when he was with you? 

But he stays quiet, despite the anger, the sadness, and the heartbreak he feels – he felt all night. He stays quiet for now. 

He knows why you are here. 

Not because you want him. Not because you want a repeat of what you did the night before.

You pull back and look up at him, your eyes are shining with happiness, and the smile on your face is so bright, so beautiful. Though it’s not meant for him, is it? No. Only one man can make you this happy. Only one man can put that smile on your face. Only the one you spent your night with, the man that wasn’t him. 

You take his hand in yours, intertwining your fingers with his. 

He can’t take this. His heart can’t take this. He can’t even look at you without wanting to cry, knowing what you’re about to do. So he turns around and he walks back into the trailer, he pulls you in, squeezing your hand before he lets go. 

You’re still so blinded by your own happiness to notice anything. You just follow him inside and close the door behind you, still smiling, still beaming as you look at him, at the back of his head. 

He runs his fingers through his messy curls before he turns around. 

“Are you here to tell me that you went back with Harrington?” 

You blink at his words. 

It takes you a moment to understand his question or to notice the look on his face. 

The anger in his features, the downturned lips, the redness in his eyes. Your heart drops, aching in pain when you realize that he had 

Your smile falls, slowly as your face scrunches up in confusion. Your chest suddenly not feeling as light as it did just moments ago.

“Huh?”

He scoffs, shaking his head at you. 

“Sweetheart, I saw his car in your driveway last night. And I saw the shadows in your room, I can take a hint.”

Your blood runs cold, your heart starts pounding for different reasons now. 

Your eyes widen at his words as you start shaking your head at him. 

“No– wait, he did come over, but it’s not like that,” you say as you step closer to him, frowning. “Wait, you came by yesterday?” 

He clenches his jaw, looking away from you as he takes a step back. 

“Listen, I– I uh, I need time… I can’t really deal with this, right now.” 

You can see the tears in his eyes, the ones he is trying to blink away, the ones he is trying to hide from you. 

“Eddie, listen to me, just for one second–”

“I don’t need to listen to you! I knew I didn’t have a chance for fucks sake, I knew that I never would if he decided to come back and make things right, once and for all.” 

Your eyes start burning again. You look up at him in disbelief. 

He made up his mind about it all without talking to you first. You understand him, you really do. You wouldn’t be any different if you were in his position. But it hurts to find out how he thinks about himself. Because how can he think so little about everything that he is? How can he think he is not worthy? When he is the greatest man and person you’ve ever met. 

“No chance? I– Eddie, yesterday–”

“Yeah, and then I saw Steve Harrington’s amazing, polished BMW outside your house. Like I said, I can take a fucking hint.”

You shake your head again, biting back tears as you step closer to him. Annoyance and anger rushing through you when he doesn’t let you speak. 

“Are you going to let me talk!?”

“Why!? Why would I let you do that!? Do you even know how I–” he pauses, taking a deep breath, he turns away from you, raising his hand, he runs it through his hair. It’s shaking from all the anger inside of him. He sighs as he tries to calm down. “And it makes me so fucking angry that even when you hurt me like this, I still can’t leave your side. Fuck, I thought about it–”

The tears that you kept blinking away blur your vision. Your heart drops like it never did before and your eyes widen at his words. 

“You… thought about leaving me?” You ask, not even recognizing your own voice. It’s thick with tears, shaky and so small. 

You look away from him, you tilt your head down, looking at nothing as you get lost in your mind. 

He wanted to leave. 

Eddie wanted to leave you. 

Someone is leaving you again.

Someone is not choosing you again. 

Someone decided that you’re not good enough, again. 

Someone – Eddie, who you love with all your heart, is going to leave. Someone you thought would never even think about it. 

Your heart shatters at the thought of it. 

You can’t lose him. 

What will you do without him? 

What will you be without him?

Suddenly, you don’t feel as determined as you did before. The happiness that you felt is all gone and your heart is on the brink of shattering, once again. 

You want to turn around and walk away because you can’t stand this, you can’t stand to see him leave. 

You want to run. 

Eddie can see the way your bottom lip is shaking, the way your lashes keep hitting your cheeks as you blink so rapidly. It makes him feel guilty knowing that you’re about to cry because of him.

“I thought about it. I could never fucking do it, no matter what the hell you do to me. I could never leave you. Shit, you could break my heart over and over again and I’d still be here.” 

No matter what. 

You look up at him with blurry eyes and a racing heart. 

He can’t leave. He can’t leave you. No matter the circumstances. He won’t leave you. 

Steve left you, there was no reason for him to leave, but he did. He left you. 

But Eddie won’t leave. He’d rather hurt and get his heart shattered than leave you. 

You think about what Heather said to you, yesterday. 

You think about your interaction with Nancy, about the things she had said to you about Eddie. 

You think about your Mom’s words. 

You think about Steve, about how you didn’t fight for him when you wanted to, about how you just accepted it. 

You won’t do it with Eddie. 

So, instead of taking a step backwards, you take a step towards him, ready to change the course of your feelings, the course of your mind, and the course of your future. You step towards him ready to fight for what you want, selfishly. 

And you sniffled as you willed your tears away. 

“It’s time you listen to me–”

“No–”

Anger sparks inside of you as you look into his stubborn eyes, and you couldn’t contain yourself any longer. He needed to listen to you, he needed to because you won’t lose him, you won’t let him turn his back on you, and so– You raised your voice at him.

“You are a fucking hypocrite, Munson! Telling me I run away, now look at you! You don’t even let me talk! You wanted me to talk about my feelings yesterday night. Now you’re going to fucking listen!” 

Eddie is stunned. He stares at you with wide eyes, unable to form a sentence or even speak a single word. He never heard you yell, or cuss at him, you never called him by his surname. And you sure as hell, never looked at him with anger before. 

You take a deep breath. 

“He– Steve did come to my house last night. I also thought that he was there to make my life complicated again.. but.. he came to – he came to make it easy. To make me happy.. To say goodbye.”

Eddie tilts his head, furrowing his brows at your words. He watches the way your lips tremble, the way your glassy eyes stare up at him desperately. 

“He came to let me go, Eddie. He beat me to it.”

“Beat you to it?” He shakes his head. 

“I was gonna go to his house today. I needed to let him go. To finally cut that rope between the two of us.. And like I said, he beat me to it.”

Eddie is trying to process your words in his head, though he can’t make sense of them, he is lost, more lost than ever. He purses his lips, tilting his head even further. 

“I’m a little lost here.”

You sigh, only now noticing how nervous you really are when you feel your hands shaking harder than before. 

You’re scared. You’re scared of losing him. And you could go on and on, give him words that will confuse him even more, but instead, you do something else. Something you’ve been wanting to show him since yesterday. Something that you held close to your heart and never realized why. Something that even you took your time in understanding the reason as to why it is here. 

You look down and place your hand on the locket around your neck. 

“I– I wanted to be happy. I always thought that my happiness would be with him, planning a future together.. And I’ve known for a while that.. that I didn’t see Steve in my future anymore.” 

You take the necklace off, taking a shaky breath as you look at the locket. You raise your head and look back at him. You step towards him and take his hand in yours, placing the locket in his palm. 

He stares at you with widened eyes, confusion still lingering in them. And then, he looks down at the locket in his hand, at the one he always stared at, wondering what picture you had carried inside of it – deep down, he knew that it was a picture of Steve. 

But as he opens it, he finds out that it’s not. It’s not a picture of Steve. 

It’s a picture of him. 

His lips part and his breath hitches in his throat.

All this time, you carried a picture of him inside this locket? A locket that Steve gave you months ago? A locket that was gifted by the person you cried for?

You stare at him with shaky hands and tears in your eyes. You have never been more afraid than you are now. You have never done this before. You have never confessed your feelings in that way, so explicit and raw. And a part of you wants to turn heel and run to save yourself from rejection. 

But for Eddie, you will push through your nerves and embarrassment. 

“As soon as I got it, I cut your face from a picture we took at the carnival and put it inside.. Took me a while to realize why I did it without hesitation though..” You giggle, nervously. 

Eddie’s eyes well with tears as realization slowly dawns on him. The anger starts to dwindle and his heart feels lighter, happier again, after all the tears he had shed last night, thinking that you chose Steve, that he was just a meaningless thing you wanted to touch for once before going back to him. 

He looks back at you and finally, he notices the look in your eyes. A look he never noticed before because of his fear. A look he never thought he would ever get from you because it was the same one you directed towards Steve. A look that maybe if he had thought a little bit better of himself, he would have noticed way before. 

“Sweetheart, w-what–”

“I love you, Eddie. More than just my best friend,” you whisper, shakily. 

Eddie freezes. He is staring at you in shock. 

Did you really just say that to him?

You choose him. You love him. 

At the lack of answer you couldn’t help but feel like running again, the fear of rejection settling in deep in your gut, but your heart flipped it off and your heels dug in the ground even harder than before, not letting you go anywhere.

“And– if you don’t.. just give me some time, because I can’t live without you, Eds. I really – I can’t see anybody else in my future in that way that’s not you. I really can’t so– I will try and try..”

His mind still needs a moment to process your words, he is still in disbelief. Everything he thought he lost, is right here, right in front of him. His broken heart is mended, gone is the sadness, gone is the pain, all there is is the love he wanted to set free and show to you. 

“B-But if there is still a chance then I will wait.. I will wait for you and I will fight for you – for us.” 

You are still rambling, not giving him the chance to speak. 

He can’t stand to see you with tears in your eyes any longer, so after putting the necklace on the counter, he steps forward, with a racing heart, he takes a step closer to you and he cups your cheeks and he slams his lips against yours, taking your breath away with a kiss he had craved since last night. 

Your heart screams in joy the moment you feel his lips moving against yours. 

But you are frozen in place, staring at him with wide eyes. Your heart is beating so fast, you don’t even know how to react, what to think, what to do because just seconds ago, you thought that you were losing him, that he was about to reject you, tell you that he doesn’t feel as strongly as you do, that you would have to turn around and leave with a broken heart.

You are still staring at him, not blinking, not moving. 

But you can feel him. 

You can feel the softness of his touch, you can feel his hands on your cheeks, you can feel his lips moving against yours so gently. 

His hands move down to your waist and he pulls you closer and closer until you’re flush against him, you feel his heart pounding in his chest and only then do you snap out of it. 

Eddie is kissing you, he is kissing you again. 

You won’t leave with a broken heart. 

Not this time.

You close your eyes, you wrap your arms around him and you melt into the kiss so effortlessly.

Your heart keeps pounding, your stomach flutters just the way it did, last night, if not even more. 

He sighs in content, squeezing your waist as he deepens the kiss. 

Eddie is so desperate to feel you, to kiss you harder and harder, needing to feel you more and more. 

He can’t believe the words that you have said to him. He can’t believe that the girl he loves with all his heart loves him back and wants him just the way that he wants her. He can’t help but smile against your lips, despite the lack of air that is getting to him, he kisses you even harder as he backs you up against the kitchen counter. 

You whimper against his lips as you tangle your hands in his hair, pulling at his curls. 

“I need you to repeat what you just said to me,” he murmurs against your lips, pecking your lips again and again. 

You open your eyes to look into his, giggling. “Everything?” 

He smiles fondly, tucking your hair behind your ears, he caresses your cheek, “No, just that one part.”

The look in his eyes is so different from the one before. They’re soft, his features are now filled with nothing but happiness, and his smile widens when you peck his lips. 

You can’t even begin to describe the feeling in your chest the longer you look at the man you love. 

“I love you,” you whisper. “I love you so much, Eddie Munson.” 

Eddie doesn’t know whether to scream in joy or to cry in happiness. He grasps you harder, blinking away the tears that welled up in his eyes from your confession. 

“Holy shit.” Kiss. “I can’t believe this is real.” Kiss. “I love you.” Kiss. “I love you so much, princess.” 

Your gaze softens, and your eyes burn with tears, though this time, it’s happy ones. 

His words are so genuine, so real. 

He looks at you in a way that makes you feel seen. 

He holds you in a way that makes you feel safe. 

For the first time in your life, you feel like you can genuinely let yourself fall. Because even when Steve felt love for you as he said he did, it was never like this, never this unconditional. 

Eddie wraps his arms around you and he pulls you in, he hugs you so tightly, almost crushing you in his arms, he kisses the top of your head as he runs his fingers through your hair. 

“You don’t have to wait. You don’t have to – I have loved you from the first moment you sat next to me and cried on my shoulder. I just – I just thought, man – this girl can love.. this girl really knows how to love, that hooked me to you, sweetheart.” 

A tear falls from your eyes when realization rushes through you, that his feelings aren’t newfound, it’s not something that he just discovered, it’s something that had always been there.

He loved you from the very first moment. 

He loved you when you still loved Steve. 

He loved you even when you still pined after him. 

He loved you and still told you that you and Steve might get back together in the future. 

He loved you and still let you go on a date with another man. 

He loved you and he still let Steve into the friend group, all while knowing that he might lose you to him. 

He loves you. 

Eddie loves you so much that he would rather get hurt than ever hurt you. 

Your tears fall harder when you think of all the times he was hurting because of his feelings for you. 

You pull back and tilt your head up, looking at him with your tear-filled eyes. 

“I hurt you, I-I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

His eyes soften when he sees the guilt and the sadness in your eyes, the tears that roll down your cheeks. He shakes his head at you, wiping them away as he leans in to kiss your lips – something he thought he would never get to do again after last night. 

“I get to hold you like this now, I get to tell you that I love you. I get to kiss you, I get to make you mine, sweetheart. It was worth the wait,” he says to you with all his heart. 

You smile through your tears and you lean in again, “then make me yours, Eddie. Please, I want to be yours.”

Eddie feels like he is in a dream, to get to hear these words from you, to get to hear those special, magical words falling from your lips make him the happiest man alive. This is all he ever wanted. You. Your love. For you to reciprocate the feelings that had always been there for him. 

He can’t believe that this is real, that you want him in that way, that last night wasn’t just sex for you, that it was more than that. He can’t believe that you are desperate for him, that you’re standing here in front of him, begging for him to make you his. 

But it’s real, so very real. 

He wraps his arm around your waist and leans down, hooking his left arm behind your knees and picking you up with ease. He smiles when a squeal leaves your lips. He kisses your cheek as he begins walking. 

“What are you doing?” You giggle as you hold on tightly to him. 

“Gonna make you mine, sweetheart.” 

His words would make your knees buckle if you were still standing. 

Excitement rushes through you when he carries you into his room, slamming the door with his foot. He sets you back down on your feet, grinning at you when he cups your cheeks again, not wasting a second before he slams his lips back to yours, unable to fight the smile off his face when you moan against him and desperately cling to his body. 

His hands find their way to your back, he pulls you closer and closer until there’s no space between you two. His palm slides down, further and further until it rests on your butt, he can’t even hold himself from grabbing a fistful of it, causing you to moan again. 

Your fingers rest on the back of his neck, you’re pulling at his hair, kissing him deeply, desperately. You feel his tongue on your bottom lip and you instantly part your lips more for him. 

He groans into the kiss when your tongue meets his and your hand slides down his stomach, making his heart flutter and his skin tingle. He wants you, god, he wants you just like he had you last night. 

He wants to worship your body, leave no inch unkissed. He wants to show you just how much he fucking loves you. 

But you want to do the same. 

You want to feel him, fully. 

You reach for the hem of his shirt, only breaking the kiss to tear it off of him. The second his shirt hits the floor, your lips are back on his. 

The kiss is desperate, filled with lust but most importantly, it’s filled with raw feelings, it’s filled with love. And you don’t know whether to smile or cry in joy because you got what you wanted so so much. 

His hands are gentle on your skin despite the desperation behind his touch, he is still so gentle and soft with you. 

You break the kiss when the lack of air gets to you, breathing heavily as you press your lips to his again and again, smiling when he looks at you with awe in his eyes. His fingers dig deep into your butt as he starts to push you towards his bed. 

He bites his lip, looking you up and down, hands moving up to your waist as he plays with the thin material of your sundress, “that’s such a pretty dress, sweetheart.”

You giggle, blushing at the way he’s looking at you. 

“I bought it just for you.”

His eyes widen at your words. 

You were thinking about him when you bought it?

A shy smile is playing on your lips, one that is enough to make him melt into a puddle. 

Your cheeks heat up the longer he stares at you like this. You use his distraction to push him down on his bed, placing your hands on his shoulders, and then you step in between his legs. 

He looks so pretty like this, with his cheeks flushed, his hair laying so messily on his shoulders, his pale skin that looks so perfect, you want to kiss every inch of it, you want to show him how much you love him. 

“Do you like it, Eddie?” You whisper as you shudder at the feeling of his hands gripping your hips. 

He licks his lips, nodding his head, “I fucking love it, sweetheart,” he whispers as his hands move up and down your sides. “I love everything about you,” he says so genuinely and honest as he looks at your body, his eyes tracing your beautiful face, your skin, your lips, your nose, your eyes that he loves so much, your hair, and the rings you wear on your fingers, the ones you never took off ever since he had gotten them for you. 

You stand in front of him, looking like the prettiest angel that has graced this world. His heart is beating so wildly in his chest, it’s so full of love and joy. 

He snaps out of his thoughts and his eyes widen when you get down on your knees in front of him. 

You lay your palms on his thighs and slide them up, moving closer to him, you reach for the cuffs on his belt and you start to undo them. 

“Sweetheart, w-what–”

“Let me do what I wanted to do last night. And guide me if you want, I want to learn what you like, Eds.”

To see the girl he loves kneeling before him, tugging at his belt and the button of his jeans, desperate to feel him, desperate to touch him, to taste him, to make him feel good makes him feel like he’s gone to heaven. 

“Please, Eddie. Let me,” you whisper with a pout on your lips as you tug on his jeans. Nervousness lingering inside of you and yet you feel eager to show him how much you want him, how much you crave him, not just sexually but emotionally. You want him to feel good, you want him to feel pleasure and you want him to feel your devotion and your love for him. 

Holy shit. 

He blinks, gulping as his dick strains uncomfortably against the rough denim. 

Who is he to deny you? To deny something he dreamed of at night since forever?

With your help, he takes his jeans and boxers off, pushing them down his legs hastily. He stares at your eyes, at the way they flash with lust when his dick springs free, hitting his pelvis. 

“You have such a pretty cock, Eddie,” you purr and glance up at him lovingly. 

He is big, you already knew it, you already felt it. You knew that you would struggle to take all of him, but your mouth only waters even more at the thought of him hitting the back of your throat. His tip is an angry red, already leaking with pre cum and suddenly, your lower stomach tightens, your skin begins to tingle and you can’t wait to feel him inside of you again. 

You feel excited for this new and raw feeling. Something you didn’t let yourself enjoy before because you never felt as comfortable as you do with Eddie. 

Not only did you express yourself in words, something you have never done before. You surprised yourself even. 

Your reaction now surprising you even more, the way you have to press your thighs together, bite back whimpers despite not feeling any pleasure at all, yet. 

All because of Eddie – because of what is doing to you. 

He watches the way you bite your lip, the way your pupils widen as you wrap your hand around him– that is enough to make him moan. A simple touch from you and he is gone. 

He watches with wide eyes as you lean forward, licking your lips before you press the tip of your tongue against the underside of his cock and lick a stripe up his length with a moan. 

“O-Oh, holy shit,” he gasps, gripping the bed sheets beneath him. 

You giggle at his reaction, taking him by surprise again when you spit down on his dick, using it as lubrication to jerk him off.

Eddie’s brows furrow and his eyes darken as he stares down at you in awe. He didn’t expect you to spit on him like this, he always expected you to be a little clueless when it comes to this, knowing that you and Steve didn’t really do much except for soft ‘love making’ – that’s how you described to him, at least.

He loves the way you look as you sit on your knees in front of him, the way you’re jerking him off, looking at his dick like you’re ready to drool all over it – and that is exactly what you do, moments later. 

You wrap your lips around his tip, swirling your tongue around it with a moan. Your hands grip his thighs roughly as you take him deeper into your mouth. 

Eddie’s eyelashes flutter, and a shaky moan falls from his lips as he feels warmth engulfing him. You moan around his dick, sending vibrations through him. 

“Sweetheart,” he whimpers as he keeps his eyes on you. “Y-You’re so – oh my fucking god,” he gasps out when you hollow your cheeks around him, whimpering as you start bobbing your head. 

He moans your name out, trying not to move his hips but it’s hard to stay still when his dream girl is sucking the soul out of him. 

Excitement floods through you, happy to hear him whimpering your name, happy to see him falling apart for you. 

Eddie is so taken aback but so fucking happy – when he got up this morning, he didn’t expect his day to end like this. With you here, with you doing this to him. 

He lets go of the bed sheets and instead, he reaches his hand down to brush the fallen strands out of your face. He runs his fingers through your hair, making you moan even louder when his fingertips graze your scalp. 

“Jesus christ, baby,” he whimpers, breathing heavily as his heart pounds in his chest. 

Your eyes water when he hits the back of your throat and you try to not choke, keeping your throat relaxed as you continue to suck him off, loving the way it feels to do this to him. 

“You’re so good, y/n. You’re so fucking perfect, such a good girl for me,” he praises you as he keeps on holding his hips still so he doesn’t gag you. 

You moan at the pet name, pressing your legs together. 

His moans and whimpers make you shift uncomfortably and it takes everything in you not to push your hand into your panties for some relief instead, you dig your nails into his thighs. 

Through watery eyes, you look up at him as you moan filthily and Eddie feels as though he truly has gone to heaven. 

You bring your hand up, surprising him yet again when you start playing with his balls and smirking when he whimpers even louder than before. You can feel him twitching inside your mouth and it only makes you more desperate to make him feel good. You blink your tears away, bobbing your head faster than before, hollowing your cheeks harder than before, ignoring how much you’re drooling on him. You wrap your hand around his dick again using it along your lips to pleasure him. 

In response, he tightens his grip on your hair and throws his head back, chanting your name as though it’s the only word he remembers. 

The carpet beneath your knees is rough on your skin but you couldn’t care less right now. All that matters to you is Eddie and his pleasure. 

There are so many things he wants to say, so many praises he wants to give you but he can’t, he is speechless, so deeply lost in the pleasure, so deeply lost in you. 

His body feels on fire, he feels love and lust, so much of it. 

Sweat is already building up on his skin, coating his forehead and his chest which is rising up and down heavily. Only as he feels himself getting closer and closer does he snap out of it, not wanting to cum just yet – he gently pulls you off of him, groaning at the way you whine as you release him with a pop! 

You blink at him in confusion, eyes flashing with concern as you look at him with puffy red lips and tears beneath your eyes. Eddie almost busts at the sight of you alone. 

“W-What’s wrong, was that not good–”

He simply cuts you off by grabbing you underneath your armpits, pulling you up with ease. He sets you on his thigh, groaning at the feeling of your soaked panties against his skin. He cups your cheeks, “don’t you dare finish that sentence,” he murmurs before he slams his lips against yours, surprising you with a kiss. 

You moan into the kiss, feeling needier than ever after the way he just grabbed you so roughly. You wrap your arms around him and kiss him back. Sighing in amusement when you feel him struggling to take his shoes and jeans off without breaking the kiss. 

You tangle your hands in his hair as you move your lips roughly against his, surprised at the fact that he doesn’t seem to mind that you just had him in your mouth. 

You can’t even stop yourself from moving your hips and grinding down against his thigh.

“Mmmh, I need you,” you whimper against his lips. “Please, fuck me.”

He groans, grabbing your sides harder before he flips you over, lying you down on your back, he pecks your lips, “no,” he shakes his head. “I’m not gonna fuck you today,” he whispers as his fingers start to fumble with the buttons on your dress, “I’m going to make love to you, baby.” 

Your eyes widen, your heart skipping a beat at his words as your chest fills with warmth. 

“I’m gonna show you how much you mean to me, how much I love you.”

“Please,” you whisper. 

He smirks at you with his flushed cheeks and his dark eyes. He continues unbuttoning your dress, taking it off slowly as his hands touch your skin gently. Unlike the night before, he takes his time with you, he leans in to kiss your neck, your collarbone, your arms after sliding the straps of your dress down before taking it off completely, not knowing that this makes you feel so overwhelmed with love – in the best way possible.

“My beautiful girl,” he whispers against your warm skin as his hands grab at your boobs, his fingers pinching your nipples as he keeps peppering your neck in kisses, tracing the marks he had left behind yesterday. 

A smile tugs at your lips, “Eddie..”

His name fell from your lips so many times before, though never like this. 

“Please.. I don’t want to wait any longer,” you whine, wrapping your hands around his arms as you try to pull him closer. “I need you inside of me now.”

His heart couldn’t flutter any more than this. 

He quickly takes your shoes off, throwing them down next to his before he makes his way back to you, kissing up your legs and giving some love to your inner thighs as he hooks his fingers around your panties. 

“Eddie,” you whine, reaching your hand down to grab at his hair. “Don’t tease me.”

His lips are so soft against your skin, smacking with each kiss that he blesses you with. He spreads your legs further after taking your panties off, pressing his fingers against your soaked entrance. 

You grip at the sheets beneath you, bucking your hips up. 

“E-Eddie.” 

He moans as he moves his fingers through your folds, teasing your clit with his thumb as he slips two fingers inside of you, stretching you open. 

“Eddie, I need you,” you whimper, already clenching around his fingers. 

“Let me taste you, sweetheart–”

You grab his wrist, trying to pull him closer, “please! You can do it later, I need you,” you beg. “We got all the time in the world for this,” you say, driving him crazy with your words.

“Fuck,” he whispers, surprised with your desperation but more turned on than ever. He pulls his fingers out of you and presses his lips to your hip bone, trailing kisses up your body and enjoying the way you’re breathing so heavily beneath him as you tangle your hand in his hair again. 

“You’re so perfect,” he murmurs against your chest as he leaves kisses there. “My pretty pretty girl.” 

You whine at his words, wrapping your arms around him when he finally hovers over you. You hook your legs around his waist, gazing up at him with needy eyes. You lean up to peck his lips. 

“My pretty boy,” you whisper against his lips as you move your hand down, wrapping it around his dick and lining him up with your entrance. “I need you now.” 

He shudders against you, heart nearly exploding at your words, he moans as he leans his forehead against yours, pulling you into a kiss again as he presses into you slowly, making you both moan against each other. 

The ache between your legs gets more and more intense as he pushes in deeper and deeper. 

Eddie’s hands reach for yours, his fingers tracing you softly as he intertwines them with your own, squeezing them tightly as he thrusts into you completely, pinning your hands down beside your head. 

You’re both whimpering in pleasure. 

Your walls are fluttering around his cock, your hands grab his tightly, you pull away from the kiss and bury your face in his neck. 

“I love you. I love you. I love you.” You chant into his ear as you squeeze his waist even tighter with your legs. 

Everything inside of him screams in pure joy. His heart couldn’t be filled with more love. He can’t even stop the tears from building up in his eyes, his emotions getting the best of him. 

Your lips touch his skin, your voice is calling out his name. You are trusting him, loving him, letting him love you. 

“I love you so much, Eddie,” you whisper those words into his ear that he never thought he would ever get to hear, let alone from you. 

He lets go of your hand, cupping the back of your neck to pull you back so he can see you. He pinches your chin between his fingers, tracing your bottom lip as he takes a moment to admire you. He gently brushes your hair out of your face, smiling when your lips twitch. He looks into your eyes, the look in them matching his own – there is love, so much of it, it makes him want to cry in happiness. 

“God, I’m so in love with you, y/n.” 

These words are ones you had craved for so long, you had yearned for them, longed to hear them back from someone you love so unconditionally. 

You blink, your eyes burning with tears now. 

His eyes are soft, so filled with unconditional love, he admires you, taking you in like you’re the best thing to ever exist. No one has ever looked at you like this before. 

“I love you,” he whispers as he presses his lips to yours. “I love you more than anything, sweetheart.”

“Show me,” you whimper, clenching around him. “Please.” You beg, needing him to show you just how much he truly wants you, how much he loves you. 

He slams his lips back against yours, kissing you deeply, passionately as he starts rolling his hips. 

You wrap your hand around him as your other clings to his, still intertwined with his fingers. You squeeze your eyes shut when you feel him hitting you so deep inside that it makes your eyes tear up even more. 

You both whimper against each other as your tongues meet and the kiss deepens into something more. This isn’t just a kiss. This isn’t just sex. This is more, so much more. 

He holds you close as he thrusts in and out of you with slow but deep motions. He moans into the kiss so desperately, sending vibrations through you. 

You’re skin to skin, clinging to one another desperately as you get lost in love and pleasure. 

He is so deep inside of you that you’re already on the verge of falling apart and you know that he is too, he is twitching inside of you, his moans turning into whimpers as you squeeze around him. 

You taste him along with the saltiness of the tears that mingled into the kiss, the ones that fell from both yours and his eyes but neither of you care, you keep kissing each other like there is no tomorrow, like you don’t need to breathe – like you need this to breathe, each other. 

Only when oxygen truly does go out and you both pull away just enough to catch your breaths, do you open your eyes to look at each other. Eddie wastes no second to attach his lips to your skin, kissing away your fallen tears, kissing your cheeks, your nose, your forehead, your lips before he moves down, tilting your head to the side so he can love on your neck. 

Your fingers dig into his skin, holding onto his back tightly as you grind back against him, wanting more and more of him. 

“You’re the love of my life,” he whispers into the crane of your neck before your name falls from his lips in a whimper. 

Your chest compresses in joy, more tears spill down your cheeks and even in the pleasure you can feel the lump in your throat. 

Everything feels so right with him. 

Everything feels so perfect. 

He feels like home. 

You press your hand to his chest, feeling his heart, the beat of his matching your own. 

“You’re mine too,” you whimper as you press your lips to his shoulder, kissing and sucking on his skin. 

You squeeze your eyes shut as he grabs your hips tightly and starts moving faster, harder. His hips snapping against yours roughly while his lips touch your skin so gently and his words are nothing if love filled. 

“I can’t believe you choose me,” he whispers, unable to hide the shakiness of his voice as tears fall from his eyes and onto your bare skin. “I can’t believe you want me.”

You reach for his face, cupping his cheeks gently as you urge him to look at you. His soft brown eyes meet yours and they look back at you so lovingly that it makes you want to sob in happiness. 

“You’re my everything.” 

“You’re mine too, Eddie.” You whimper.

You never thought that someone would look at you like this, that someone would love you like he does. 

And you are so desperate to give it all back to him, to show him how much you love him, to show him how he means everything to you. 

“I’m yours, Eddie,” you whisper, raising yourself up to kiss his lips. “I belong to you.”

He kisses your lips again and again, moving his hips faster, reaching his hand down as your moans get louder and more high pitched. 

The chain around his neck dangles in front of you and you use it to pull him closer. 

“And I belong to you,” he murmurs against your lips. “My heart is yours.”

“Mine is yours too.”

He kisses you passionately as he presses his fingertips against your clit, rubbing circles against it, causing you to jerk against him and hold his hand even tighter than before. 

You clench so tightly around him that his hips stutter, almost cumming right this second. 

“F-Fuck,” he whimpers against your lips. “You’re close, aren’t you baby? I can feel it, you’re so tight around me. J-Just let go for me, yeah?” 

You nod your head hastily, blinking rapidly as you keep your eyes on him. 

He looks down at you, watching the way your chest rises up and down so heavily, the way your face contorts in pleasure because of him. You cling to his hand, your rings pressing against his. 

“Cum with me, Eddie,” you beg with pleading eyes, arching your back in pleasure. 

He cups your cheek again, pecking your lips. 

“I’m gonna.. fuck… I’m gonna cum. Y-You’re so perfect, baby. I love you, I love you so fucking much,” he moans as shockwaves grip his body. 

You’re both panting, eyes filled with tears from pleasure but neither of you are ready to look away from each other’s eyes. He pounds into you faster, a little rougher as his fingers play with your clit. He tears a loud gasp out of you when he thrusts deeper into you. 

“Eddie!” 

“Cum with me, baby,” he begs, kissing your lips. 

You claw your nails into his skin, you let go and cum around him just as your name falls from his lips and he spills inside of you. 

He holds your hand tightly and he keeps moving for another few seconds before he collapses on top of you, burying his face in the crook of your neck. 

“Oh my god,” he whispers. 

You’re breathing heavily, trying to catch your breath. Your body is shaking beneath his and that makes you cling to him even harder. 

He can feel your walls pulsating around him, that keeps on tearing small moans out of him. 

He keeps on kissing you, praising you with sweet words even as he comes down from his high. His fingers touch your skin so softly and he treats you with so much love and care, something that puts a smile on your face. 

You trace his back, moans of pleasure escaping your mouth whenever his lips meet that sensitive spot on your neck. 

Neither of you want to move, both so content with this. 

“I love you, baby.”

“I love you, Eddie.” 

He pulls back after a moment, facing you again with a dopey smile on his face. He kisses your lips before he pulls out, making you whimper. 

“You okay, angel?” 

Your heart soars at the soft look in his eyes as he caresses your cheek. You feel so loved with him. It makes you both so giddy and happy. You never thought that you would ever feel something like this. 

“Mhmm,” you smile, taking his hand in yours to kiss it. 

He smiles at you, licking his lips before he leans down to kiss your forehead. He then gets up. 

“I’ll be right back, sweets.” 

With curious eyes, you watch him put his boxers on before he leaves his room but not before winking at you. 

With a smile on your face, you lay your head on his pillows and look up at the ceiling, giggling when you hear him cursing after something hits the ground in the kitchen. 

He comes back with a wet cloth and a glass of water. He puts it on his nightstand before he gets back on the bed, pushing your thighs apart so he can clean you. 

You blush at his action and look away. Steve had only ever done it after your first time together, after that, he stopped caring. 

He notices the look on your face and furrows his brows, “what?” 

You shake your head, “nothing,” you murmur, biting your lip. 

He chuckles at you, smiling fondly as you keep your eyes locked on anything but on him. 

You’re still blushing, trying to hide from him. 

“You’re so cute,” he whispers, leaning down to kiss your hip bone before he pulls his blanket over your bare body. 

Your heart skips a beat at his words, you look back at him with a shy smile on your face. 

He stares at you so lovingly, scooting closer to you, he reaches his hands out to cup your cheeks, “yeah, you’re truly the fucking cutest.”

Leaning into his touch, you protest with a simple ‘no’ as you put your hand on his arm, “I think that’s you, Eds.”

“Me?” He asks, blushing just the way you do. “Nah, I’m not cute,” he snorts. 

"Yes, you are,” you giggle, pinching his pink cheek. “Now come here and cuddle me.” 

His eyes light up at your words, heart fluttering inside his chest. 

He hands you the glass of water first, making sure that you drink all of it before he complies to your wish. 

He lies down beside you and pulls you on top of him. Hands instantly reaching into your hair. He plays with it, smoothing down your strands as he stares down at you with a happy smile on his face, watching the way you stare at his tattoos, tracing them with your fingertips while a smile plays on your lips. 

Silence fills the room as the two of you enjoy your moment of bliss. 

You listen to his heartbeat, getting lost in your thoughts and the feeling of his hands on your skin. 

Eddie admires you, running his finger up and down your spine. 

“Hey Eddie?”

“Yes, sweetheart?”

You look up at him as you prop your chin up on his chest, looking into his eyes. 

“I wanted to come see you, last night.” You say, needing him to know that. 

He furrows his brows, pursing his lips as he tilts his head. 

“I couldn’t fall asleep without you. I wanted to come here but when I was about to leave, Steve was there.. on my front porch.” 

His gaze softens.

You wanted to be with him last night. 

Just like he wanted to be with you. 

“Oh,” he whispers, tugging you even closer. 

You nod, seemingly not wanting to talk about anything else from the night before, you lay your head back on his chest, letting the silence greet you again. 

Eddie doesn’t push you, not wanting to ruin this moment by talking about your ex boyfriend. 

He knows that whatever happened between you and him last night, was about more than just your past relationship. 

He leans down, kissing your forehead softly before he lies back again, watching the way you smile at him as you snuggle closer. 

You’re the first to break the silence again after a few minutes of staring at his corroded coffin poster. 

“Eddie?”

“Mmm?”

When you lay your hands on his chest, and you look at him with curious eyes, Eddie knows that you will ask something that will leave him a blushing mess. 

“Did you ever try to kiss me?” 

He raises his brows, a laugh falling from his lips. 

“Try? I almost did, sweets.”

“What!?” You ask in shock. 

He shakes his head at you, he always knew you were oblivious, he noticed that in those moments. 

“Okay, when we cuddled or you sat on my lap when we watched movies? Remember how I just kissed your cheek out of nowhere?” He asks. “Or your nose?”

Your eyes widen in shock, flooding with realization. 

He chuckles at the look on your face, “yeah, no. I got too lost in the moment many times and  almost kissed you.. unconsciously.”

“Huh?”

“Yeah!” He says with widened eyes. “And I just dodged when I realized I was leaning in, desperately, because what excuse can I give if you noticed me leaning in?”

You giggle at that, “holy shit.”

“Yeah, I yelled into my fucking pillow many nights. – I’m glad you’re amused though,” he chuckles, tickling your sides. 

You grab his hands, giggling even louder, “stop!” 

He chuckles, shaking his head. 

“When did it start?” 

“Huh?”

“You loving me… when was it Eds?”

Eddie falls silent, he tries to pinpoint the moment he caught himself falling in love with you. 

He thinks about the beginning of your friendship. 

The late night drives. 

The movie nights. 

Tuesday nights at the hideout. 

Your sleepovers. 

But truly, Eddie loved you way before all of that, already. 

He had his eyes on you before he even knew your name. 

He chuckles as warmth spreads in his chest. 

Loving you always felt like a blessing, even when he thought he knew that he would never have a chance with you. Loving you still felt so.. safe. 

“Beats the shit out of me, sweetheart. I always fucking loved you – shit, I failed classes because I was too busy staring at your pretty face,” he admits with blushing cheeks. 

Eddie is so in love with you that he can’t even think back to a time when he didn’t love you yet. 

Your eyes widen with both shock and love, tearing up with happy tears as the overwhelming feeling inside your chest makes you want to cry. 

You swallow the lump in your throat, staring at him in awe. 

When did you fall in love with him?  

Just like him, you can’t remember a time when you didn’t love him. 

“Well, I can’t remember either,” you admit as you lean closer to him. “But I’ve loved you for a long time now.”

He squeezes your waist in response, heart swelling in his chest. He kisses your lips before you both start giggling. 

“We’re fucking idiots.”

He snorts, nodding his head. 

“Platonic my ass.”

“You always said that we’re platonic!” You laugh. 

He rolls his eyes with a smile. 

“Yeah, well. What did you want me to say? I am in love with her, like fucking crazy, but it’s cool, we are just friends. Does that sound better?”

You giggle, staring back at him with happy eyes. 

His smile widens at the look on your face, he places his hand on your cheek, caressing it, softly. 

“Did you talk to anyone about it… about your feelings, I mean?”

His smile falls a little. 

Yeah, he talked about them to Dmitri and Robin, even Gareth. But the first person was someone entirely else. 

He takes a deep breath. 

“Steve..”

Your blink. 

“W-What?”

“He confronted me about it. Told me that I was a fucking liar about my feelings, that I was a moron really,” he chuckles as he thinks back to the few conversations he had with him. “Told me to stop lying to myself about it.”

“Oh..” You murmur, slowly realizing just how much Steve had really changed. Even while he was fighting for a second chance with you, he never did anything to harm your bond with Eddie, he never did anything to drive him away from you, even while knowing about his feelings for you. 

“Sweetheart, want me to be honest with you? I think everyone knew about our feelings for each other except for us.”

A smile appears on your face, your eyes find his again. 

“I think we should get a medal for most clueless people in Hawkins. How does that sound?” 

You both giggle at your words, continuing to joke around until you both get tired and fall asleep in each other's arms. 

Not as friends but as something more for the very first time. 

-

The smell of coffee and food is the first thing you notice when you wake up, the next morning. 

The sunlight peeks through the closed curtains, lighting up the room ever so slightly. You open your eyes and sink deeper into his pillows. Breathing in the smell of his cologne which makes your stomach flutter in an instant. 

You stretch your arms out before you sit up, holding the blanket against your body. You look around the room, eying the discarded clothes on the ground. Eddie’s shirt is still on the ground next to your dress, you pick it up and put it on, smoothing your hair out before you place your feet on the ground after pushing the sheets off of you. You bend down, picking up your panties, you put them on as well. A smile tugs at your lips when last night’s events start catching up to you. 

Your heart skips a beat when you hear Eddie’s voice in the kitchen, singing along to a song that plays on the radio. 

Your eyes fall on the framed picture on his nightstand – it’s one of you, just you. Well, you and sweetheart. His guitar is in your hand, his jacket thrown over your shoulders as you look into the camera with a big smile on your face. 

There’s traces of you around his room, a forgotten shirt, earrings you had taken off and left behind, a denim jacket you have been looking for, polaroid pictures of you and him, your perfume on his dresser next to his. 

And Eddie never bothers to put these things away, he loves seeing your stuff in his room. 

With a smile on your face, you walk over to the window and slide open the curtains, squinting your eyes when the sun hits you in the face. You open the window to let some fresh air in before you leave the room, making a quick stop in the bathroom before you join Eddie in the kitchen after washing your face with cold water. 

He is standing with his back to you, not noticing you yet. 

Your heart soars and you have to clench your thighs together when you take in the sight of him. He is shirtless, gray sweatpants hanging low on his hips. His hair is pulled into a messy ponytail. He is bobbing his head along to the music as he cooks breakfast. 

You bite your lip, making your way towards him. You wrap your arms around his waist and press your lips against his back, kissing him. He doesn’t even flinch, instantly melting into your touch. 

“Good morning, sweetheart.” 

You hear the grin in his voice and it only makes you smile even harder. 

“Morning, Eddie.”

He puts the spatula down before he turns around to face you. Smiling just as happy as he did when he woke up with you in his arms, this morning. He cups your cheeks and leans down, smacking his lips against yours. 

“How’d you sleep, pretty girl?” He asks, tucking your hair behind your ear as he pecks your lips again before he pulls you into a hug. 

“It was the best sleep of my life,” you mumble into his chest, causing him to chuckle as he presses his lips to the top of your head. 

“Yeah? Mine too. I couldn’t believe that I got to wake up with the love of my life in my arms.”

You giggle, unable to fight the smile off your face as you look up at him. Taking a moment to admire his pretty face. 

This is certainly not the first morning you spent together but this is different. So very different. 

“Fuck, you’re beautiful.” 

A shaky breath falls from your lips as your chest tightens. 

He leans down to kiss you again, his ringed fingers gripping your waist tightly as he suddenly picks you up and places you on the counter. 

You giggle at him, making him smile even harder. 

“Sorry sweets, I’ll kiss you some more in a second, don’t want the food to burn,” he says as he pecks your lips once again before he turns back to the stove, checking on the scrambled eggs. 

He throws some toast into the toaster before he reaches for a mug in the cabinet, pouring some coffee into it, he adds creamer and sugar into it before he hands you the mug, “for my lady,” he grins, winking at you. 

You giggle at him as you wrap your hands around the mug. 

“Why thank you, sir,” you grin, pulling the mug up to your lips, you take a sip and place it on the counter next to you. 

You lick your lips, staring at him, at the tattoos on his pale skin, the marks you have left on his neck, the happiness that shines in his eyes, the smile that won’t fall. 

He is so beautiful. 

He is so happy, in a way you had never seen him before. Not even when you got him Metallica tickets for christmas – and he was really fucking happy about them. 

Your heart has never felt this.. alive before. Just watching him be so happy, so in love with you makes you the happiest girl in the world. 

The moment Eddie turns off the stove and puts the pan to the side, you reach for his hand and pull him in, he gladly makes his way in between your legs, his lips curling into a smirk when you cup his cheeks. 

“You’re so beautiful, Eddie,” you smile, leaning in to kiss his cheek. “And you’re all mine.”

His eyes light up even more, brown eyes that are filled with nothing but love, shine even brighter now. He steps even closer to you, grabbing your waist, he presses lips to your jawline. 

“I’m all yours. I’ve always been yours.”

You place your hands on his shoulders, your heart beating strongly in your chest.

“And I’m yours, Eddie. All yours.”

The silly grin on his lips tells you how happy and giddy he is to hear these words from you. He suddenly grabs your face and starts to kiss all over it, making you giggle louder than before. And then, he kisses you deeply. 

“Mmmh.”

He smiles into the kiss when you moan so prettily against his lips, wrapping your legs around his waist as you kiss him back. 

His hand slides down to your hip, squeezing it tightly before he slips it under your shirt – his shirt. 

He only pulls away to ask the question that he has been dying to get off his chest since the night before. 

His heart is racing in his chest as he opens his eyes to look at you again. 

“Can I be your boyfriend?” 

You giggle loudly, “I’d be mad if you weren’t.”

His smile widens and he almost fist bumps the air again but instead, he pulls you in for another kiss. 

You’re both smiling, both happier than ever. 

Neither of you can contain the excitement and the love you feel for one another. 

You get so lost in each other, so lost in the kiss that you don’t hear the car parking in front of the trailer, or the footsteps echoing outside, or the door opening, neither of you notice Wayne standing in the doorway or the unfazed look on his face.

He is not surprised to see this. 

He clears his throat, which makes you both pull away from each other, still smiling. 

You both greet him cheerfully, not even bothering to hide the fact that you were making out in the kitchen. 

He looks between the two of you, staring at the marks on Eddie’s neck. He shakes his head, though a smile tugs at his lips. 

“Finally,” he grumbles as he simply takes his jacket off and walks into the kitchen to pour himself a coffee, like he didn’t just walk in on something new. “Was wondering how much longer you’d take,” he says, walking over to the kitchen table with his favorite mug in hand. 

“Well, we made it Wayne,” Eddie grins, happily. “And now I can do this.”

You give him a questioning look, giggling when he slides you off the counter and takes your hand in his, pulling you towards where Wayne is now sitting. 

The older man was just about to take a sip of his coffee, though he pauses and looks between the two of you, giving his nephew a questioning look. 

“Wayne, this is my girlfriend,” he grins, gesturing to you. “Girlfriend, this is my uncle Wayne.” 

You giggle at him, blushing at the way he is staring at you. 

Not even Wayne can hide the smile on his face. He is happy to see Eddie like this, so full of life, so happy and in love. 

He puts the mug down, looking towards you, he grins at you, holding his hand out, “well, welcome to the family, sweetheart.” 

You take his hand, smiling just as happily as Eddie does, “thank you, Wayne.”

“Hell yeah, welcome to the family, baby.” Eddie says before he smacks his lips against your cheek again as he hugs you tightly after you let go of Wayne’s hand. 

You lean your head on his chest, smiling brightly. 

Wayne smiles as he looks between the two of you. 

Finally, he picks up the mug and takes a sip of his coffee. 

Eddie kisses your temple before he pushes you down on the chair. He runs back to the kitchen. He grabs three plates and fills them with scrambled eggs and Wayne’s beloved bacon, placing the toasts on both yours and Wayne’s plates before he throws two more into the toaster. 

He carries the plates over to the kitchen table, placing them in front of you and his uncle. 

Wayne pats Eddie on the back, throwing you an amused smile, “should’ve gotten with him sooner, I didn’t know that he’d turn into a chef once he’d started dating you.” 

You giggle at him. 

“He didn’t cook breakfast for you before?” You ask. “He always cooked well for me.” 

Eddie winks at you as he brings you the mug you abandoned on the counter earlier. 

“I’m always taking care of my girl.”

You blush at his words and smile fondly. 

Yeah, Eddie has always looked after you and you don’t even know how to thank him for it. He did so much for you. 

He places the coffee mug in front of you and you take his hand before he walks back into the kitchen. 

“Thank you, Eddie.”

By the look in your eyes, he can tell that you are thanking for more than just the breakfast he had cooked for you. You are thanking him for so much more. 

He smiles at you, giving your hand a squeeze before he pulls it up to his lips, kissing it softly. 

“It’s my pleasure, sweetheart.”

Wayne smiles at the two of you. 

“Now eat before it gets cold,” Eddie orders, trying to give you a mean look but failing to do so. 

“Yes sir,” you chuckle. 

He joins you a few moments later, placing his plate on the table. Instead of sitting down next to you, he picks you up and settles on the chair you just sat on before he pulls you down on his lap, making you blush for yet another time this morning. 

He starts eating his breakfast, scarving down his eggs and toast like a man starved. 

“Jesus christ, boy,” Wayne mumbles, giving him a disapproving look. “Slow down.”

“I’m starving, uncle,” he mumbles after gulping down his food. “We had an intense workout last night.” 

Wayne groans at his words while you giggle and shake your head in embarrassment. Hiding your face behind the mug in your hand. 

“So, are you two ready for your trip?” Wayne asks, leaning back in his chair. 

You and Eddie look at each other, yours and his eyes sparkling with excitement – Excitement that got even more intense after last night. 

“Yeah,” you both whisper, smiling at each other. “We are.”

-

The warmth of the summer still lingers, though the leaves are turning yellow now as fall creeps closer and closer. The wind blows through your hair, the fresh breeze reminding you that something new is upon you – a spontaneous plan you and Eddie had come up with weeks ago when you changed your mind about the road trip and came up with a different, better plan. 

Your mom has already said goodbye, after shedding one too many tears and making Eddie promise to take care of you, she left for work – which she was ready to miss just so she could stay a few more minutes with you. You had to convince her to leave, not wanting her to be late for work but also not wanting to wave goodbye and make it harder than it already is. 

You look around, a sad yet excited smile resting on your features as you squeeze your arms tighter around your friends. 

“I’m gonna miss you so much,” Heather whispers into your ear as she hugs you tighter than ever. 

“I’m gonna miss you too, Heather.”

“I’m gonna come visit you next week,” she jokes, sniffling as she tries to hide the shakiness in her voice behind a chuckle. 

“I’m gonna miss you too, so so much,” Chrissy sighs. 

“You guys are gonna be off to college next year, don’t act like you wouldn’t leave my ass behind,” you joke as you pull away from them both. 

“Says who?” Chrissy asks, raising a brow. “Maybe I’d force you and Robin to come with me.”

Heather turns to look at her with a frown, pouting at her. “But not me?”

Chrissy giggles, wrapping her arm around Heather, “all of you, actually.” 

“Me too?” Argyle jokes as he stands next to Eddie, leaning against the van as they both smoke their cigarettes.

Chrissy chuckles, “sorry, no boys are allowed in my room!” 

“What a shame,” Argyle sighs. “How am I supposed to visit my girl, Chris?”

Eddie chuckles, nudging his shoulder with his own, “you rent a place and have her move in with you, that’s what I’d do with mine,” he winks at you, making you blush. 

Heather and Chrissy giggle at the flustered look on your face. Both of them are happy to see you so giddy and in love. 

You blink as you stare at your friends, hoping that you won’t cry again, but it’s hard not to when you’re about to leave your life behind. 

“I’m gonna get back inside for a moment.” You gesture to your house, as you hold the keys tightly in your hand. 

“Okay!” Chrissy smiles. 

Heather smiles at you sadly, noticing the tears in your eyes. She takes Chrissy’s hand, “come on,” she whispers, pulling her along with her as she walks down your porch steps.

You turn away from them and step into your house for the last time. 

You still smell the cookies that your mom had made for you and Eddie earlier. The coffee you had this morning. You sniffle quietly as you look around your home. 

You always knew that you would leave someday and you are so happy and excited for your future with Eddie, but leaving things behind will never be easy. 

You have made so many memories in here, good ones, bad ones. Ones that put a smile on your face, ones that made you cry. Ones that you will always carry with you, even when you’re leaving. 

You hold onto the railing of the stairs, looking up, you now know for sure that you won’t be coming home tonight or tomorrow. 

You’ll be in a different place tonight. A different state, a different town, a new home. You would probably break into tears if you did this by yourself but you have him with you and that’s all that matters to you. 

A knock echoes through the hallway, snapping you out of your thoughts. 

You quickly wipe away the tears that managed to escape your eyes. You turn around, freezing in your spot when you lock eyes with someone you didn’t expect to see. 

Steve’s soft eyes sparkle with kindness, a smile tugs at his lips as he leans against the doorframe. His arms are crossed over his chest, he’s wearing a brown leather jacket, aviator sunglasses hanging on the black shirt he’s wearing underneath it. 

“Hey,” he whispers. 

His gaze softens when he takes in the sadness in your features. 

“Hi,” you smile, blinking. “Didn’t expect to see you here.”

It’s been two weeks since that night. You always wondered how he had been doing. 

His sadness still runs deep, you can see it. But he looks good, better than he did that night.

“Couldn’t let you go without saying goodbye,” he shrugs as he steps into the house. 

You smile, eyeing his face, you take a step towards him. 

Your heart is aching a little – he is still your friend, still your childhood best friend. 

“How are you doing?” 

You take a deep breath, looking around for a moment before your eyes settle back on him. 

“Good, a little sad but I’m good. And you?”

He takes a moment to answer your question, he is looking at you, at your face that he won’t see anytime soon. He ignores the pangs in his heart. 

“I’m alright.”

You nod. 

The longer you look at him, the harder it gets to hold back tears. Tears that are already sparkling on your eyelashes. 

“I’m gonna miss you, Steve.”

He gets teary eyed as well as he memorizes your features, as though he could forget you. 

It hit him a little harder than it should have when he found out that you were leaving. Yeah, he let you go and he said his goodbye but he wasn’t prepared for this. You have always been the biggest part of his life, even when he left, you were still around. And he would rather have that again than watch you leave, completely. 

Knowing that he will pass by your house every day, without catching sight of you in your driveway puts a new kind of sadness in him. 

Knowing that you won’t be behind the counter at the record store whenever he will walk in, makes him even sadder. 

He would rather risk the chance of running into you with Eddie than knowing that there won’t be a single place in town where he will find you.

“I’m gonna miss you too.” 

You step closer to him and he can’t help himself but pull you into a hug, wanting and needing to hold you, one last time. Not knowing when he will see you again, drives him crazy. 

He is sad but he doesn’t want you to be sad. You have spent enough time wallowing in sadness, shedding tears and living in darkness. 

You stepped out of it, and he doesn’t want you to take that step back, not even through memories. 

He squeezes you tightly, leaning his cheek on the top of your head as he holds you, rubbing your back. He smiles when you hug him back just as tightly. 

“You got the apartment that you wanted?” He asks. 

You nod against him, “yeah,” you whisper. “How’d you know?”

“Robin told me about it. And about the jobs – shit, I can’t believe you’re moving to Chicago.” 

You giggle and pull back, looking up at him with sadness yet excitement on your face. 

“If someone told me last year that you’d be moving to Chicago with Eddie Munson, I’d probably think they’re on drugs or something,” he says, chuckling. “No offense to Eddie, of course. I just – well, I never saw it coming.”

You laugh through your tears, wiping them away as you tilt your head up. 

“Who knows, maybe we’ll hate the big city life so much that we’ll come back in a week or two.”

He shakes his head in amusement, laughing, though it doesn’t match the look in his eyes. 

“No. It will work out. You always make it work out,” he whispers, smiling fondly at you. His eyes fall on the necklace around your neck, loving that you’re still wearing it, just like he will always wear the wristband you had given him. 

“What about you? How’s the job search going?” You ask, knowing that he wanted to quit his job at Scoops Ahoy for a while now. 

His eyes light up a little, he runs his fingers through his hair, nodding. 

“I actually have an interview today a-and I found a place.”

You raise your brows, eyes widening at his words. 

“You did?” 

“Yeah, my dad has been bitching about everything lately, I just don’t wanna be around there any longer. And hey, maybe Robin will move in with me, I got a spare bedroom there.” 

Your face saddens at his words. You know that he doesn’t have it easy with his dad. 

“I’m sorry about your dad,” you whisper. 

His brows knit together and he waves his hand, “nah, it’s fine. I’m just happy to move out.”

You nod, “I’m happy for you, Steve.” 

He smiles at you, “and I’m happy for you.” 

You stare at him, thinking about your childhood, your teen years, your friendship that you have to leave behind for now and you can’t help but get lost in the bittersweet sadness again. 

He watches the way your eyes get glassy again but he doesn’t want you to cry anymore. 

“Yeah, I know you’ll come back in two weeks. I know you can’t live without me. Remember that one time my parents took me to California that one summer? Yeah, you cried when I came back.” He jokes, giving you a teasing smile. 

A laugh falls from your lips, you roll your eyes at him. 

“That was in second grade!”

“Yeah and look at us now. Still crying, Dolly.”

You can’t even fight him on that but you chuckle through your tears. You reach for his hand, taking it in yours, you squeeze it tightly. 

“I love you, Stevie.”

He smiles, knowing the meaning behind your words. 

“And I love you, y/n.”

You hug each other one last time. 

“Have fun in Chicago,” he whispers, squeezing your arms. “And don’t forget about me.”

You lay your head on his chest, holding onto him for a moment, you’re greeted with sadness but you will leave it behind, it won’t follow you into your future. 

“I won’t.”

How could you ever forget Steve Harrington?

You tilt your head up and lock eyes with him for the last time, for now. You try to not let the hurt get to you – but you feel his pain and you see the longing in his eyes, you see the way they flash with regret. 

Even though he is happy for you – and you can see that he truly is. You still know that he wishes that he would’ve changed his mind when he still had the chance to. 

You know that this will haunt him for a long time but you don’t want it to. You don’t want him to get stuck in the past and think about what he should’ve done. You want him to move on and find the same kind of love that you did. 

You pull away from him after a moment and you leave the house together. You lock the door and put the keys in your pocket, looking at the home you grew up in, one last time before you walk away. 

Steve doesn’t tear his eyes off of you. He keeps looking at you, enjoying the last moments he gets to stare at you. 

He watches the way you cling to Robin, hugging her goodbye. 

He watches the way you shed a few tears as you hug Chrissy and Heather, one last time. 

He watches the way you giggle at something Argyle said to you. 

And then, you walk towards your boyfriend with a smile that transforms into the happiest one that Steve had ever seen. One that he could never put on your face. 

Even through the sadness, he can’t help but smile as he watches you. 

With a sigh, he walks towards Eddie, ignoring the way the man’s eyes flash with surprise when he halts in front of him. He takes a deep breath before he holds his hand out to him, both as a peace offering and to say goodbye.

Eddie stares at his hand for a moment before he takes it, still staring at him with furrowed brows. 

“Take care of her,” Steve says, glancing at you. 

Eddie shakes his hand, nodding. 

“I will,” he promises. 

“And if you hurt her, and I know I am a hypocrite for saying it, but if you do, I will hunt you down and chop your head off and feed it to Higgins dogs.” 

Eddie’s eyes widened in amusement. 

Steve sees the way you shake your head as you look down with a smile on your face, happy to see him be so protective of you, still. 

“Now that’s a good threat, Harrington. But I’d rather feed myself to those dogs than hurt her.”

Yeah, he would rather hurt than hurt you. 

That’s why he is the right one for you, Steve thinks. 

Steve watches the way you reach for his hand and he has to ignore the pain in his heart. 

“You ready to go, sweetheart?” 

Steve watches the way your eyes look into Eddie’s, the way they shine so brightly for him, the way his shine so brightly for you. 

You’re in good hands, that’s all that Steve needs to know.

“Yeah, I’m ready.”

He watches how happy you look with him. 

How full of life you are again. 

How in love you are with him. How in love he is with you. 

You will be happy, he knows you will be. 

And when you turn around, you flash him a smile that he knows he will never forget. 

“Goodbye, Stevie.”

“Goodbye, Dolly.”

He will see you again. He knows that you will come back to Hawkins someday but for now, you will be gone. 

And even then, he knows that you will always linger. 

-

Well, we made it to the ending. I'm sad that it's over, but you guys are still getting an epilogue. And oneshots/blurbs about this fic.

I hope you liked this story and had fun with it as much as I did.

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[azrielsiphons]

LORD OF SHADOWS REACTION POST

I didn’t want to make an entire reading thread like I did with Lady Midnight (which was kind of popular for my typical stuff, I still don’t know why, it was just a lot of flailing) because LoS is still so fresh and I’m afraid to spoil anyone who might not have the tags blacklisted. So under the cut, IN ORDER AS I READ, is my genuine LoS reactions. Enjoy my flailing.

Kit you precious little bean don’t steal daggers you should know better

JACE IS HERE SHIT SHIT SHIT 

He just had to go and name drop Will in like the first five pages I am C R Y I N G 

Oh Julian is being ‘scrupulously polite and kind’ over you and Mark’s “relationship”? IS HE EMMA? IS HE REALLY?

Ew Mark kissing Emma’s cheek made me want to throw up blood too, Julian 

“Did he just kill Magnus?” I HOPE AND PRAY I NEVER SEE ANY VARIATION OF THAT SENTENCE EVER AGAIN  

Take a shot every time I think to myself “ugh, Perfect Diego”

FUCKING HELL PERFECT DIEGO AND CRISTINA ARE BACK TOGETHER DAMMIT CRISTINA

Awwwww Ty my precious son you’re so concerned for Kit

I love Mark so much my sweet faerie child 

UGH EMMA AND MARK KISSING GROSS MAKE IT STOP 

CLARY TURNED DOWN JACE’S PROPOSAL HAHAHAHA WHY AM I LAUGHING 

Cassandra Clare let me make something clear if you ever kill my daughter Clary Fray I will SET THIS WORLD ON FIRE 

so clary is having dreams of her and emma and cortana and she knows she’s gonna die uMMMMMMMM????? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK???? IF MY GIRL EMMA HAS TO KILL CLARY FOR WHATEVER REASON YALL CAN CATCH ME 6 FEET UNDER THE GROUND 

THAT’S RIGHT KIT YOU DEFEND TY BLACKTHORN 

Mark and Cristina Mark and Cristina Mark and Cristina MARK AND CRISTINA 

God bless America I forgot how much I adore Jace Herondale but then at the same time he makes me miss Will and when I miss Will I want to DIEEEEEEE

take a shot everytime someone says something to the effect of “we can’t involve the Clave”

lol jace “i’m just going to haul clary off to *wink wink* get chinese food *wink wink* be back in 20 *wink wink*” 

oh wait they actually just got chinese food wtf i need me a man like that 

MAGNUS AND ALEC ADOPTED A SECOND CHILD NAMED RAFAEL DONT MIND ME ILL JUST BE SOBBING INTO MY BEER FOR THE NEXT HOUR 

More of Ty and Livvy’s relationship pls i love sibling bonds 

WTF ZARA???? PERFECT DIEGO IS CANCELLED YET. AGAIN. 

“Smug bastard. Hair’s too good. I don’t trust people with hair that good.” KIT MY SON IM ADOPTING YOU IMMEDIATELY 

Julian slamming the door in Emma’s face made me slam MY face into a door

“She refused to hurry her steps — not for anyone.” Note to self: be more like Cristina 

okay real quick these centurions talking shit about my father magnus bane are about to find my six inch stilettos up their tight assholes bYE 

okay these nazi centurions are CANCELLED 

oh my gosh my smol son ty smiling at kit kill me NOW 

DONT WORRY JULIAN IM RUINED TOO LAFJLKAFJ;L; THAT KISS SCENE MY GODDDDDDD

wow who would have thought i would like gwyn damn (also gwyn x diana??? im??? here for it???)

THEY’RE GOING TO THE FAERIE COURT FUCK ME UPPPPPP

NO FUCK OFF ZARA YOU CAN FUCK RIGHT OFF 

wait but… but kit and ty… but he just kissed livvy and they’re cute too… gdi 

i hope emma and/or cristina rips zara’s head right from her shoulders 

JULIAN AND EMMA ARE KISSING AGAINNNNN

FUCK IT WASN’T REALLY HER

FUCK 

what 

w h a t

W H A T 

HER FATHER OH TKLEJFLMY GDO EM AM AY IT S YOUR DAD WFFJTF

jk it wasn’t her dad gdi 

Diana is my mother now since she just SHUT ZARA TF DOWN

MALCOLM???????????????

oh shit yall it’s the ‘oh no we have to share a bed’ trope and i am LIVING 

julian hiding his boner is my aesthetic 

emma you can’t just casually mention my father luke garroway wtf 

I KNEW IT I KNEW IT I KNEW ITTTT ANNABEL KILLED MALCOLM

what’s wrong with Cristina’s arm… wHAT’S WRONG WITH CRISTINA’S ARM LEAVE MY DAUGHTER ALONE 

Julian just snapped at Emma and I have never been more uncomfortable please stop fighting mom and dad 

“neither julian nor emma slept well that night, though each of them thought they were the only one troubled, and the other one was probably resting just fine” real quick i just need to go drink a gallon of bleach to get over this 

all these references to will and jem are really fucking me up 

GDI JESSAMINE 

WILL AND JEM’S HEIGHT MEASURING WALL IM SOBBING JUST LEAVE ME TO DIE

“Tessa used to come and ask me too. She wanted to know where Will was.” WHAT THE FUCK A LOT OF PAINFUL THINGS ARE HAPPENING ALL VERY QUICKLY 

“I want you to be proud of me.” SHIT FUCK HELL DAMN FUCK 

MARK AND THE GNOME IM CHOKING 

Real quick Bridget imma need you to stop alluding to jem and will and also tell me how TF YOU’RE ALIVE 

oooOOOOoooo a compartment to themselves??? HMMMMMM 

Mark x Kieran x Cristina did you mean Lito x Hernando x Daniella? 

ANNABEL GET AWAY FROM MY SON JULIAN 

KLDKFLAJFK;AFALKL MAGNUS SAVING MY CHILDREN AT THE SHADOW MARKET IM SO FUCKING ALIVE 

I love my father Magnus Bane 

I LOVE MY FATHER ALEC LIGHTWOOD 

Alec talking about Jace you bet your sweet ass I’m crying 

On a serious note — props to CC for this representation of autism through Ty, and how Kit treats him so damn well. Very, very cool.

GWYN AND DIANA ARE ADORABLE FIGHT ME I LOVE THEM 

My domestic fathers Magnus and Alec are saving my life 

BRIDGET WANTS THAT LIGHTWOOD DICK EVEN STILL 

All Magnus wants to do is adopt every sad downworlder alive and I LOVE HIM ALL THE MORE FOR IT 

EMMA AND JULIAN HOLDING EACH OTHER IN THEIR SLEEP BYE FOREVER 

Don’t worry Emma I too live on the Sexy Thoughts River and the Sea of Perversion 

EMMA WANTS A SELFIE WITH A PISKIE IM CHOKING I LOVE HER 

FUCK SHIT IT’S JAIME NO DRU RUN 

Mark just had a sex dream about Kieran in the library I’m laughing so hard 

OH KIERAN GAVE HIM THE SEX DREAM WOW KINKY I NEED ME A FREAK LIKE THAT 

Actually wait I change my mind fuck you Kieran that wasn’t cool of you 

THE PLATE OF SCONES IM CRYING I MISS YOU SOPHIE AND GIDEON 

NO SIR JAIME YOU STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER DRU YOU INSOLENT FUCKBOY 

DAMN can CC write so freaking well holy shit 

but are Cristina and Mark kissing because they love each other??? or because of the binding spell?????? will the world EVER KNOW????

POLYAMORY???? WHAT??????

Kit and Ty are … the … most adorable thing… in the whole world… 

“It's a burden being sarcastic” I’M CHOK ING TO DEATH 

FUCK YOU EREC FIRST YOU COME AFTER MY DAUGHTER CRISTINA NOW I FIND OUT YOU TORTURED MY SON KIERAN???

Jaime is evil I can smell it 

MOM AND DAD ARE FIGHTING MAKE IT STOP MAKE IT STOPPPPP 
Julian appearing out of nowhere sitting on a boulder in the pouring rain completely Unbothered™ like name a more iconic entrance 

DADDY JULIAN HAS EMERGED HOT DAMN SHOVE HER AGAINST THAT WALL DADDY FUCK HER REAL GOOD I need to chill i'm sorry 

BREAK MY HEART BREAK IT IN PIECES

Gdi Dru 

SLAP HIM CRISTINA YES MY QUEEN 

Wait... shit is Jaime actually a good guy? DAMMIT 

MAGNUS CAUGHT THEM LOLOLOL he isn't even concerned though bc he knows parabatai love each other extra hard bc he witnessed Will and Jem's love firsthand lol BYE 

Who tf is Ash? I mean he's Dru's age and they just had a "coincidental meeting" so CLEARLY he's a love interest but 

NO FUCK YOU JAIME I STILL DONT TRUST YOU 

DIANA IS TRANS WHAT IM SO HERE FOR THIS MY STRONG WARRIOR QUEEN 

Gwyn is the actual love of my life 

"Pyromania interests me" Ty, my son, I love you

Dad!Julian makes me WEEP

Coincidentally, Dad!Alec ALSO MAKES ME WEEP 

PRETENTIOUS HAIR PRINCE JENXKAOOAJW EMMA I FUCKING ADORE YOU 

MAGNUS NAME DROPPED MY MOTHER MAIA OMG 

Emma referring to implied polyamory as a sexy weirdness is ME 

Pffffffft Kieran calling Diego the "very handsome stupid one" is ALSO MEEEEEEE 

"The bad things can't matter more than the good things" Cristina....... my daughter........ 

Ty's letter GOODBYE ALL IM DONE 

HELEN OMGGGGGGGG

Kieran ain't got time for your SHIT Robert 

MAGNUS NOOOOOOOOOO

Sassy!Alec defending his man and not dealing with Bigot!Zara's bullshit I’m so wet 

OH MY GOD ROBERT 

NANSIZOANWPZOAPALWK THE MORTAL SWORD OMG 

what

what

what 

what 

what 

what. 

Livvy isn't dead

No 

No livvy isnt dead 

No no 

Wait what the FUCK 

THATS THE E N D ????

W H A T T H E F U C K 

BYE. 

BYE forever I'm going to go live in a world where Livvy is alive and well because fuck all this BYEEEEEEEEEE

so like 2019…. where u at

[forgottenronan]

ok so here's the stuff from the replies:

margueritedemarigny i ~do think they've lived there for multiple generations!! i feel like they've been there centuries, and probs don't know exactly when they first got there or anything, but probs like to ~claim that they've ~always been there tho idk if that's actually true hahaha but i def think it's been a long time! forgotteneithne @margueritedemarigny whoops not me doing unnecessary plotting but was a frost one of the most recent (if not the most recent?!) stewards of malconaire?? forgottenronan @forgotteneithne you KNOW im allll abt that unnecessary plotting!!!!!! slkjfalksjfdf ooooh that's a good question!! certainly ~could have been *insert eye emojis here* forgotteneithne @forgottenronan ASDKSAHDUIS OR if not the most recent than maybe one of the first or many of them had been from the frost family and that's just ANOTHER reason eithne's over here putting cillian in her marriage conditions ;) forgottenronan @forgotteneithne honestly!! i was lowkey thinking that their dad died pr suddenly and early on, and that that's part of why lord m sort of took them under his wing a bit, but esp if their dad had been his stewart!!! and/or many prev frosts had served many prev malconaires, that'd frankly make sm sense re: bringing them into the household etc!!!!! rather than just helping rando orphans in such an intimate way!!!! *eyes emojis* forgotteneithne @forgottenronan omg I LOVE THISSSS!!! <3 honestly so on brand for the malconaires <3 imagining lord m being like "i will help these children!" (and also kinda get the sons he never had!)

forgottenronan @forgotteneithne THE SONS HE NEVER HAD STOPPPPP DKSJFSDF but also YASSSSSSS THE FROST/MALCONAIRE SIBLING CONTINUUM <3333333 this honestly might be another reason ronan and cillian are so protective of them, too, bc in addition to the familial love, they also owe sm to bran's (i just realized i can actually use his name now!!) kindness as well since obv they're not well to do and i always kinda imagined their mom was of delicate health and so it probs extended her lifetoo sdfdf forgotteneithne @forgottenronan EVERYTHING AT MALCONAIRE IS SO WHOLESOME I CANNOT. and their mom!! omg lady m was def like "obvi i need a lady's maid who mostly just hangs out with me and doesn't actually do much work, if any, at all!" forgottenronan @forgotteneithne kate!!!!! omg that's so preshhhh i was legit abt to suggest that maybe she was her lady's maid, too!! laksjdfkjldsf also omggg its cute AND sad them being besties and being pregnant at the same time w aoife/saoirse bc i feel like saoirse was either born just before or maybe even soon after her dad's demise so i feel like the boys, at least, were all the more in want of family and just <3333 also what if bran kept her on even after sorcha died bc of tbc all this...and then she was one of the first valentina let go when she got hold of the estate -- if the math checks out on that timing wise, anyway...which actually idk if it would bc i believe that would've then been only about two years ago and i was thinking mrs frost has probs been gone longer than that atp so nm!! -- maybe valentina wanted to get rid of her when she first appeared but bran wasn't having it and it was an early cause of friction esp bc val almost tbc def assumed he had kept her on and now wouldn't let her go bc of an affair...ommmgggg so she might legit think the frosts are his illegit kids alksjdflkjf SCREAM forgotteneithne @forgottenronan AHHH YES MORE VALENTINA DELUSIONS I.LOVE.IT. but you know bran would've kept her on after sorcha died! i feel like at that point she was probs an important part of the girls' lives as well and he wouldn't want to take away another person they care about. but you KNOW valentina didn't like mrs frost much! and she probs didn't like valentina right back and just went on about how wonderful sorcha was and no one will ever match her and kinda poor valentina! giadesstrin @forgotteneithne Valentina: ‘the fact that they look nothing alike and nothing like bran is irrelevant!’ No but if she thinks there’s even a chance their brand that to her is all the more evidence they’re in cahoots! Tho even shr probs doesn’t think there’s an eithne/cillian affair going on if they’re actually si kings do I’ll have to decide what would be funnier/more entertaining (alternately maybe only one frost is bran’s in her head it smth idk 😂🤦‍♀️💀) but ANYWAYYYYY omg they def did nottttt... Even if the possible mistress suspicion hadn’t come into it, her closeness w the beloved dead wife was reason enough for Valentina to resent mrs frost (her names caoimhe btw!) and obv caoimhe had plenty of reasons to dislike Valentina hahaha tho I’m sure she did her best to be respectful for bran and the girls’ sake! Maybe she sort of transitioned into a governess/nursemaid to the girls after sorcha died/a lady’s maid fir eithne as eithne hit a little older? @forgottenbrigit @forgotteneithne oh and I meant to say!!!! You know she did!!!! She was singing sorchas praises continuously!!!! I feel like Valentina probs thinks of caoimhe as her own personal mrs Danvers honestly 😂🤦‍♀️ tho she deffff wasn’t that at allll 😂😂😂 forgotteneithne @giadesstrin ahh omg i LOVE all of that! honestly even if valentina had wanted to be a "new mom" for them, they already had caoimhe! <3 also imagining caoimhe was the one who was like "ronan, hold aoife please!" and then ronan was like "welp i will now and forever do everything to protect this bb"

forgotteneithne @giadesstrin omg YES! Her own Mrs Danvers-- I love it! Valentina's alternative history is my favorite thing lololol But just ANOTHER reason why she doesn't like Cillian! How has he kept his position this long?! giadesstrin @forgotteneithne they already had caoimhe!!! 🥺😩 honestly tho!! That probs did play a role there bc I do think Valentina initially tries—tbqh even w/o caoimhe it was doomed bc her vers is taking them out to buy smth and then not talking to them again until she’s scolding them bc she’s been forcibly reminded of their existence and ~then being dramatic bc they do t love her like they should even tho she legit bribed them two weeks ago!!! What more can she possibly do??!?!!? No but caoimhe in tbc Fairness probs ~was a stumbling block bc she was occupying that place in their heart while actively working yo keep sorcha’s memory alive AND disliking Valentina tbqh and while I’m sure Valentina blames her entirely and that’s just not true, it probs was a factor tbf adggdsfg eeeee!!! Caoimhe said ‘take care of her, ronan’ and Ronan said ‘WITH MY LIFE!’ Dhkhfdgjjfg 🥺😩👏 its Canon!!!! forgotteneithne @giadesstrin I still kinda feel bad for valentina because she wasn't doing herself any favors but also... most people weren't either lol also completely off topic but now imagining a (friendly) stand off where ronan tries to tell eithne something about how to take care of aoife and she's like "exCUSE me sir?" (but also she fr loves how much he cares for her sister so she'd probs listen lol) giadesstrin @forgotteneithne Valentina: that woman tried to kill me! [footage not found] afjkhdfjkh honestly cillia s job security gets more baffling all the time but if that ain’t in character fir him… 😂😂😂 no but??? I think she literally fired everyone else who ciukd do what he ciukd abd he’s the only person loyal enough (to the girls!) to stick around at the rate she’s offering! That’s his i justify it to myself anyway 😂😂😂 @forgotteneithne oh she def wasn’t but yeah it’s honestly a sad situation for everyone involved! Unfortunately she’s chosen to visit that on her stepdaughters in the present in an awful way frankly!! Ronan: she likes it when you clap as you turn when you sing this lyric! Eithne: … Heehee two firstborns butting heads!!! No but that probs ~does happen tbqh but they probs do know deep down that they’re both just tryna he’ll even if it’s frustrating in the moment 😂🥺

sjklfjdfdksljfsd eithne being so proud of him!!!! and meanwhile i do think that his own family reacted w a mixture of pride, yes, but i think also they def tried to talk him out of it, but he was so sure it would all come well if only they stood up and fought!!!! and he couldn't be dissuaded!!! bc it could only go poorly if they ~didn't fight and obv that was def true but i do think he was equally convinced that w the guardians on their side and good on their side and right on their side -- how could they possibly lose????

and cillian def isn't any wiser than ronan don't get me wrong, but he did know that would mean it was all on him!!! and he was so young at the time yknow and the idea of losing his brother after losing their dad (and then possibly their mom), and having to raise saoirse all on his own was so horrifying to him!

and idk exactly when this all went down but im guesing that either saoirse was so small i feel like she probs didn't fully understand what was happening but she knew her brothers were fighting and that ronan was saying he was gonna go away but he couldn't say when he'd come back and it was all so much!!! OR, she was probs abt of the age that she was about to go to/off in lorcan, ~anyway and either wasn't really able to tell him much of what she thought or was trying to find common ground between her brothers while also tryna balance her own imminent life change, but probs being waaaaay more balanced abt it all than cillian bc she was always doing typical ~middle sibling~ stuff like that there i feel like hahaha even as a lil kid tbqh and that's how she got stuck being the voice of reason in the fam today hahah

and ronan totally understood their concerns, but i think he knew too that the malcoanires would take care of them, and im not sure if coimhe was still alive or not, but he def felt they'd all look after e/o if she was, and all the more that he had to do it for her -- protect her other kids -- if she wasn't!!

but yeah cillian didn't really express his pride till ronan was gone, so idk if ronan ever really knew cilian felt it tbqh, bc cillian was too busy tryna convince him ~not to go if cillian couldn't go w him!! (bc i feel like cillian was too young at the time, and besides ronan was def like WE CANT BOTH GO! MALCONAIRE NEEDS ONE OF US!) but ANYWAY!! the point is, i know that eithne's support meant the world to him esp bc there was all this conflict at home!!! and her actually being proud of him!! she got a lil forehead smooch for being so dear <3

you know cillian can't actually keep a damn thing from eithne, no matter how hard he might try HAHAHAHA but honestly he probs didnt really try ~that much in this case, besides keeping ronan's location a secret bc he means to take that one to his grave!!!! he aint giving up his brother <3 not that he doesn't trust eithne completely!! <3 but he didn't wanna put ~her in that position either! so yeah!! i def think he gave up the whole story to eithne when she asked, and was probs a lil surprised she didn't want aoife to know, honestly, but cillian aint gonna question that...he's just not gonna make the dramatic declaration to all the malconaire girls that he was planning five seconds earlier HAHAHA which is probs a good thing since probs the last big news he'd brought was probs of the defeat/bran's death so!!! fun stuff all around w his news after the varmonts!

honestly im still sort of thinking abt what i want that attack to have been -- part of me is like 'maybe he ws helping someone being savaged by the varmonts!' ive even thought abt him tryna save ppl from the pyre walk, since i think there was a final round of burnings w the court seer after roderick took over (and of course neven now when new witches oppop up, he burns them too but now they get trials instead of being rounded up and burned on suspicion alone so that's, uhhh, smth ig??? lsjaflkjsjldf) and esp bc saoirse has some seer attributes and so probs got caught up in all that (he was probs too late to help brigit when she got caught up in it tho bc i think that was before the final surrender, but fortunately valentina was there to save brigit -- words i never thought id write! kaljsdflkjsdf)

but also i can legit see, esp w all his ptsd, just straight up seeing a couple dudes standing around in varmont uniforms and seeing red and attacking them so yeah!! idk!! but either way roderick is coming down on that kinda thing like a hammer so he's still wanted either way!

poor eithne! but i def agree!! i do think she was the girl that all the boys in malcoanires would just fall silent and watch w shining eyes when she walked past honestly hahahaha you know bran had a perpetual headache dealing w all that till she went away to court hahahaha

i def think ronan was super lowkey abt it like he never in any way thought anything could or should happen between them, and was just like 'wow' *heart eyes* whenever she was near and jumping in to help if she needed smth a touch more enthusiastically than w her sisters (except aoife but in a totally different way bc aoife is baby sister <3), and that was abt it in terms of outward behaviors -- he def never said a thing! and never had any idea that she would or could ever feel the same way abt ~him! he just thinks she's neat™ and honestly she's everything a true lady/lord should be!! and he's here to support <3333 ronan to this day like 'if more of the world were like eithne, we'd all live in paradise!...as it is, there's only one of her so we gotta fight for freedom, lads!'

also...so sorry this got so longggg aksjflkjsdfj

OOC | Ronan & Eithne

so ronan def views eithne as a sister/cousin sort and wants to look out for her no matter what!! like his siblings, ronan grew up around malconaire, but when he heard of the war, he left to go fight as a soldier, not staying put to defend specifically malconaire, like cillian did, so he saw all sorts of fighting all over the place, and i think may even have been a soldier before war came ~to astaira so, one way or another, he's been fighting for astaira against roderick for years and years, and this defeat was literally his worst nightmare

knowing that the malconaires have suffered particularly cruelly since the war is a knife in his heart, and he's esp horrified at the recent development of cassimir -- since im surE cillian has told him abt that lakjsdfkjdjsf but yeah i doubt he's seen her since he attacked some varmonts and became a wanted man, but he might sneak over to be like DONT DO IT EITHNE DONT DO IT he does NOT have a high opinion of the vasilievas, esp since cassimir refused to fight w lord m!!!

edit: im also realizing...i think ronan had a bit of a thing for eithne, back in the days just before the war smh i doubt he ever said/did anything abt it but lsdkajfjkdsf here we are hahaha

[icyfox17]

Chapter Three

YIPPEEE CHAPTER THREEEE and then bed time i think (catch me binging the rest of the fic all tonight /j i have work tomorrow...bUT ALSO I CAN SLEEP IN STILL SOOO)

That summary is scaring me jdjfjffkkdkskdjgjsshfhsjs aaaaaa

I LOVE CARLA!!!! I LOVE HER 😭😭😭 I LOVE HER ❤️❤️❤️

Wait.

HDFKDVSKFHSKFDJSKSBDN IS BUCK GOING TO MEET CHIMNEY??KDKFSKSHJDDD

Well im assumING THEY ALREADY KNOW EACH OTHER WHAT I MEANT WAS LIKE DHAKSJDDKD OH DEAR SIDLSJFFKS OHMHGOD SHDKSJSKFJFJFJ AAAAAA AHFKDKSHFKFKDNSJD IM SCARED SHDKDKDKSKS

Oh

Oh wait, is this just a place that chimney chose for themndkfksd

NVM HES FYCKINH HERE SHDKSJDKFJSBFJFJDNSKDBSKSFNKSJDKFHSJFKDJBFFKBSNGNDBFKGHDGKFJDBFBDJFKFJFNJGJGNDNGK

*high pitched inhuman noises*

IM LOSING MY SHITTJGNGNF

wAITFBOBBBYSANDNATHENAWARETHERETOO??????????????

SHDKFLSDKDKKFLDS?????

THIS ISNT HOW IT GETS REVEALED.....IS IT

KAREN !!!!!!

THE TENSION IS KILLING ME BRODKDDKD

IMSOSCAREDDJDKF

Now... Am i overreacting is buck not going to show up...

Awwwweeee found familyyfhfhsnm❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

OOHHH thats why he was acting weird about club okay no buck jumpscare here PHEW

HELP

Oh my god

Does buck get those kinks from athenahshdjDJFJD THAT FEELS SO CURSED TO SAY ALOUD HELP

Like mother like son AYE

HDKGKGZNSNFNCMD

STOPFFPFKZJSNDNSJDJFJDKDJDJSDK

IM TOO ACE FOR THISDJDKDKDKDKD

Hehehehfhhdhdhehehehehhehrhdhdhheheeheehdgdgdgdghdhdhshshehehehehehrhehhe if only u knew bobby... STOPFOFJD HES GONANDBDJDSJKDF BOBBYS GONAN FIND OUTNFDNDNDKD AND RHENNDJDKDDK GET FLASHBACKSJFNFDJF TO THIS CONVERSATIODJFKFKD

Oh well he deserves it after making buck see him and athena like THAT tbh

HDJFKDKD

OW. OW. OW. OW. OW. OW. OW. OW. OW. OW. OW. OW. OW. OW. OW . OW. OW. OWWWWWW

INDONTLIKETHISJDKSD

Maannnnnnn

MANNNNNNNNMMM

HE IS NOT GOING TO BE HAPPY ABOUT BUCK BEING A FIREFIGHTER. YIKES.

THIS IS EVEN WORSE THAN I ORIGINALLY EXPECTED GOING INTO THIS FIC OH MY LORD OH DEAAARRR

DDJFKSHFJDJS OKAYOKAY GOING UNDER THE COVERS FOR THIS. GETTING EXTRA SNUGGLY. TURNING ON MY FAIRY LIGHTS. should i put on angsty music? Hmmmmm efforttjtkf

Uh ohhhh

Snfmfnsmd

Dnfkdksjfncms

Ixkdjasjdnmd

Sndksbskdjdjff

Shdkdshdjsbmdd

OHDKXGAODHSOSGFKZHSOFHSKSHDKXJAGDJFJDBSKSGDKFHSJSGKDDHSLDHKFHFKSHSLFJSGDDKDHFKFHDKDHDKFHDKDHDKFJDLSHFKFJDKFHDKFHDKDJKFHDKSDHFKEIRHCICJDNDKDJDJFBFKFKFNCKFNKDKDNFKDJDNFJFKDJDNFKDKDNFKKFKDNDJDSJDJFJFKFKDJDJDJFJFJDJFJDJDJDJJFJFJFJSJSHDJSHSJFKFJFJSJSJDJFJFJDJJDJDD

OH MY GODDDDD

SJDHFKHDSJNDNFNS

OHMYFUCJINGODODJDKD

AAAAAAAAAAA

HOKYFUCJKFKDKS

OHMYFODJDJSKSJD

OUWWWWW

OW OW OW OW OWWW

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

OOOFFFJGJGGKF OWWWW WHDKDKSGDKDS OHKYGODJDJDKDJF

HOLYFUCKKK

OHMYGODDD

THIS ANGST IS GONNA BE BADDJDJFJD OHMYGODJDJDK

HDJFJDKDKFD NOT THE PULMONARY EMBOLISMSJDKDKDKD

And this man wants to be a firefighter 😭😭😭 oh my fucking god

Uh ohhhh

HSFJDKSKD JUST WHEN I THOUGHT WE HAD A BREAK FROM THE ANGST

BOBBY PLEASEJEJFJFF

HDHFJSKDJKDKF

JEDKDKFKJKFLG

SHFJFKKDSLS

Sjfjzjdjfjdjdd i love him so much dhskdkfkd this fic is so good amber dhdkdkss im going insane dhfjskdkfjdksjsjsj i cant do this dhdkfkdkss idk what im gonna do when its done but like theres 300k so that should last me a while dhdksksd and by awhile i mean. A week but HEYY better than nothing

STOPPPPP ILL CRYDHSHSJDJFJSJSJDJD WHATEHFHCUCKKDKFHKD

Okay. Yknow what Amber. ✋ Please stop

SJFNFKDNEKRNRNTMCKCNFMF

Ohmygodddjdjsjss he cares about him so much holyfuckingshithtfjfjf im actually so not okaydhhfjfjf whathehrcuckkjdnfnsjsd how am i supposed to go onndjfjdkd 😭😭

OH MY GOD IM GOING TO FYCKING CRY I CANT HANDLE THIS

I shouldve put angst music on

OKAY FINE ILL DO ITJGKFKDL

AAAAANDDD INSTANT TEARS LETS GOOOO

JSFNFJJDJSJDJFKDKSDHFKF

Ow

Ow

Okay

Maybe i shouldn't have put on the angst playlisr

HOLYRUCIFKDKSKAJSD

BROOOOOO 😭😭😭😭

WHAT THE FUCJFJDJSJAAJDFD

I CANTJRTHSJD I CANT DO THSISDJFKDD OHMYGODHFJDKDD OUWWWW OWWWW DJSJSJDJF TEARS TJDKFKFJD TEARS IN MY EYES DHDJDKSKDND OHMYFUCKIGNGODKDBDJFJFKFJD AAAAAAAA

NOOOOOOOOOO

BROOOO😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Im literally laughing and crying rn

The build uppo djdksjsksnddmwjejd

Dbfkslskfflsld

Captain roberts hasnt sent that info huhhhd dhsjsksbdnds

Djsldjflsd

Sjflskskfjfndls

SHFOSJSOFJDJSHFKFHSNDFHKSHDDJSHDJFJDJDJFJFJFJFKSHSJDFHKDHDKSJDLFHSDKFJDLDHDKDHDKFHFKDHDKFDHDKDHKDFHDKDHDKDHFKFHDJFJFKDHFKJFKFD

STOP THE IDENTITY SHENANIGANS ARE TOO GOODHFJDKSHDJS

Ah now my angst playlist is not matching the vibes but i like this song too much to skip...

Screaming

I. CANT. DO. THIS.

BRO.

Ooihdhhfjhs lordd dhsksdjdkd

😭😭😭😭😭😭

Ohdfhsjsd fuck fhskskdkds

NEVERMIND ANGST SONG WORKING PERFECTLY

AAAAAAAAA

Roberts is the only one who knows everything lordddhdjdjd

DHFJFKDKDKFKDKDKF

STOPPPPP YOU DIDNTNTNTMTTKT STOPPP

YOU DIDNTNTJTMTTJTKT

STOPSTOPSTOPPP HE KNOWS HIM SO WELLIMKILLINGMYDLRFJDFJFKDKD SOSBSOSHSS

AWEEHRFJSJJDD THEYRE SO SWEET HES SO HAPPY IM GOING TO CRYDHSHSJDJ SOBSSKDBDSNS

THISISSOSWEETIMEXPLODINGJFKFKF SOSBSOSBSOSBSIDBS

UH OH

HRJFKDKFKF I KNEW IT WASNT GOING TO LASTDHFKFKD

MY ANGST PLAYLIST IS STILL PLAYING IN PREPARATION IM FUCKIGN SCARED BRO SHDKDS

Oh god.

My first thought was the fire academy but after that chapter opening... And the squeak..... I have a feeling this might be BONDAGE or he'll use that as an excuse at leastdhfjfkd

Screaming

Ohmyfucjkgkgk

OH MY GOD HES SO BAD AT LYINGJGFK😭😭😭 HOW HAS BRO KEPT THIS A SECRET FOR SO LONG FHSKDFKSKSD IM ENDING ITTJTKFD

Awwweehejshsjdjdd i love this man so much PLEASE ADOPT MEEEE I DONT WANNA BE A FIREFIGHTER!!! YOULL HAVE NO HEART ATTACKS W ME!! jk i work at a vet and have several scars bc of that... But surely thats still better than a firefighter right bobby?? Right??? 🥺

Ohmyfoddjd food being their love language im gonna kms i cant dO THIS!!!

DHFJFKFKGKG

THIS CANT BE THE REVEALDHFKD

Brosdjjjdjssk im on the edge of my seat

Im assuming the reveals gonna be the climax of the fic so very evidentky NOT chapter 3 BUT IM SO SCARED I DONT KNOWEHDKKD

Awweejdjds ohmgfuckingododjdd im going to be sickfjfkdjs IM GOING TO BE SICK

THERES A PREQUEL HERE RIGTT?? OF BOBBY RAISING BUCK?? OHMMGIMGOINGTOKILLMYSLRF

I WONT BE ABLE TO HANDLE IY

IM SORRY AMBER THE REVIEWS WERE LOVELY WHILE I COUKD DO THEM BUT THAT FIC MIGHT VERY WELL END ME

My fav trope from the dsmp fandom was phil and smol wilbur... That'll be the 911 version of this trope... ImgoingtoENDNITTTTTYJGJDKDS

Ohmygos hes so fatherly i cant do this

You know what playlist this calls for??? BOBBY AND BUCK FATHER SON PLAYLIST YASSSSS

Dancing in thr dark 💖💖💖❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰‼️‼️‼️💥💥💥💥

HELPSKFJFF

I LOVE THEMDMDKSKS

Sobbingngtncyingwaaikingngngg

The next step to me and my stepmom becoming buck snd bobby is for me to actually COOK

Shes taught me sm and i . Do not use it bc im scared of the stove ❤️ anywsys thats off topic back to sobbing over them

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

Oh dont make this ANGSTY!!!!

Awwehrjdjsjsjdsjdnfnfksajshdjdjs STOPPPPDOFKDJSSJJDKZSK

😭😭😭😭😭

Oh mandbdjds yeah no buck hes going to be absolutely LIVID bro😭😭😭

HELLOOOOSIFJFJSK THATS HOW THE ANGSTY BACKSTORY CAME ABOUT???😭😭😭 thats si good

Welp

Chapter three done WOOHOO i should sleep butntjfkfkgkvkvkvckckvkvkvkvkckxkxksjsjssjdjjddk (we'll see) (i wanan read more so badly omfg)

ITS TIME BOIS. IMA BE LIVEBLOGGING MY REACTION TO THIS ENTIRE SERIES BY THE LOVELY @the-amber-raven

Im about to go to work so idk why im starting now but yknow :D better now than never !! YIPPEEEE

Be prepared for a long ass post... I tend to scream a LOT

And this series is LONG

But i am EXCITEDDDD (and scared, very scared. Tsunami arc im staring at you)

Chapter One

I havent read many aus for this fandom (despite only having read aus for dsmp fandom LMAOO)

OHMYGODHFKFJ YHR DRAMATIC IRONY IS GOING TO KILL ME 😭😭 DBFNFMDKFMGD I CANT HANDLE THIS ALREADYDHFJ

I am so scared for when bobby finds out bro ohmhgod 😭😭😭

OHMUGODHDJDJFJF AAAAA AHFJDKFKG AAAA DHFKDKFJFKDKD BOBBY AND BUCK BOBBY AND BUCK BOBBY AND BUCK BOBBY AND BUCK AAAA DHFKD

HES SO FATHERLY I'M GONNA KMS DHFKSJFKDND SOSBSOSBSOBSOSBS

SGFJDKDKD OHMYGODDD HE DIDNT TELL BOBBY HES BECOMJNG A FIREFIGHTER??? DHFNFNFKDKGKFJF OH DEAR

Buck Buckley, love it

Shfkfkdd

STOP LYINGGFJDJDJD

OHMGFOD HES SO FATHERLY STOPPPDKFKFKFKFKFLFKFKFK I CANT HANDLE THISSS OHMYFJCKJFJDJDHFJDJFJF

He called him sunshine IMKILLINGMYSLDF who needs more proof that buck is literally ctommy COUGHS sorry anyways

CAN HE ADOPT ME CAN HE LITERALLY ADOPT ME PLEASE IMNGONANSNJVLEHDLFKDD

ATHENAAA!!! MOTHER!!!!!

SCREAMING NOT THE RHDOSDJKFJDD NOT THE DHSKDJDJDJD NOOO NOY THE KITCHEN BATHENA SCENE DHDLDJDLGJDKDJFKFF

AWEEEEFJJFFKDKKDKFKGDK THEYRE ALL SO SWEEETETESYDHFKF EXPLODINGNGKGG

Buck did WHAT??DHRJFKFKDKR

IM CRYINGNGNGNGNGF HOW STUBBORN WAS BUCK LMFAODJFKFKFKF

Buck is so sweet i cant do this

AWEEEJFJFKSKFKFPD

Im staring at this leg mention, is this the firetruck bombing...

OHMYFODJDKDKFJF THEYRESOCUTEHEJDJF I'M EXPLODING AND IRS ONLY BEEN FIVE SECONDS DHAKDJDKD

Ah, im getting flashbacks to meeting my dads wife

They kissed and i was SHOCKED lmfao i was like THIS EARLY?? dhfkdksld

Oh my god this is so CUTE DHFKDKDKFKFKF BUCK IS SO GOOD WITH HIM I CANT 😭😭😭

Ohnygod I CANT I CANT AMBER I CANT DO THISSSJFKDKDKDF I CANT HANDLE THISSHDKFK

Ur so clever at keeping them from finding out the identity reveal naturally dfndkdkfkfjdkskd

I CANT DO THISHDDJD

IM FANNING MY FACE RN THEYRE SO CUTE AAAAA DHFKSKD

OH GODHDKDKD NOT BOBBY ASKIGN ABOUT BUCKS FIRE TRAINGINGNDJDKDHAOFHDKJDKFHSKFJFKDKDJFKSHFKFKF

OH GODDDDDDD

OH GODFFJFKSJSLFJDKD

BUCK IS IN DANGER

UH OHHH SHFKSKDJFLD

IM GIGGLING LIKE A MAD MAN ON THE BUS RIGHT NOW FUCJFJDJFKDKD

OHMYGODJDJDKD BOBBYS GONNA BE PISSED HES GONNA BE PISSED OH NOOOO HDKXKSJSK OH FUCK DHDKSKFLF

Okay why was bobby being sus that couldn't just be him being protective fatherly could it?? Is there some secret trauma OHMYGOD IS. IS BOBBY LIKE. SCARED OF BUCK BECOMING A FIREFIGHTER BC ONE TIME HE BROUGHT HIM ALONG ON CALL AND THATS WHEN THE BOMBER THING HAPPENED AND HIS LEG GOT CRUSHED AND SO THATS WHY THEY KEEP MENTIONING HIS LEG AND WHY HE GOT WEIRD ABOUT CHRIS BEING INVITED TO STAY AT THE FIREHALL AND AWAY FROM THE ENGINES OH MY GODDDD

OHMYGODDDDDDJDJSKAKKLL

Okay chapter 1 done AND JUST IN TIME FOR WORK TOO YIPPPEEEE

AMBER THIS FIC IS SO GOOD IT'S GONNA DESTROY ME IM SO NOT OKAY AAAAAA