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salubriwrites-blog · 3 months ago

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A Weird Dive into my favorite ships

This started as an answer to an anonymous question but... it grew a little bit. I have no forward except to please drink water today! Love you!!!!

I'm actually pretty new still to writing fanfiction. I've been an avid writer since I was 10 and was even working on getting my own book published. From there I springboarded into TTRPG design where I wrote world building, lore, and characters for IPs like Call of Cthulhu and Vampire: The Masquerade. I only really just got into writing *fan fiction* in the last 2 years.

My first fanfic/ship was actually pretty silly. I was on the Encanto hype train when that movie first came out (can you believe its been 3 years???) and I loved, loved, loved Bruno Madrigal. He was the traumatized, distraught uncle living in the walls of Casita trying to fix the internal damage that came from Abuela's treatment of La Familia. His intentions were pure, and he obviously had gone through a lot to drive him to the point where we see him in the story. This was the first branch I would hit falling down the "I can fix them" tree.

The story is cute and has a happy ending, but as we all know in the real world, unlearning toxic behavior and overcoming life long trauma takes time. So I wrote a BrunoxOC story about it. I ended up orphaning it because I veered the story off in a direction I didn't like because the group I was part of were heavily influencing my creative choices. Boo, hiss I know, but I was still pretty new within the fanfiction genre so I buckled.

Moving on!

My second fiction that I put a lot more love into - sorta I may go back and rewrite parts of it now - was my YorickxOC fiction.

Yorick was my first ever League of Legends love. Fucking love that haunted beef cake. The Ruined Event did him dirty, the Ruined King Game did him dirty, and the book probably did him dirty too (I haven't read it). My Gravekeeper needs ALL THE LOVE because he is absolutely going through it in sheer solitude (though the Illaoi story where he goes to help destroy Viego's amulet gave me hope that now he gets visitors sometime on the island).

Remember Yorick Mori: Before the Ruination This was my first completed and quite hefty fiction weighing in at 153k words: it followed his story where he starts out on a lonely little fishing island called Portia (it doesn't have a name in Lore). He ends up on a slightly busier island that is situated off the coast of Helia (Blessed Isles capitol) and begins his journey to understand why he can communicate with the Dead. He meets a cast of charming monks that want to both see him thrive and maintain status quo. He even meets the owner of the bakery that barters with the Order of Dusk - whom he naturally falls in love with immediately. Rosalie McKahn is not a self insert. I don't make self inserts when I write OCs because I hold myself to a weird standard - also I don't see myself being compatible with most of these characters. Would I still like them to do unspeakable things to me? Oh shit yes. But from a story standpoint, I don't do self inserts. So Rosalie was not one of those. The story follows a young Yorick through his years of servitude to the Order of Dusk, uncovering dark secrets, finding confidence to become the man that he will need to be when the Ruination comes. Rosalie was not the only person who helped to build Yorick up in this story, but their love is what gives him the strength to keep fighting when the rest of it was bleak. This love eventually passes on to the Maiden of the Mist in the epilogue I have yet to write ^^;.

Then we got into the Heartsteel arc, and this was where I really found my love for the "I can fix them" dynamics. I have no shame in saying that I wrote all of "Making of Paranoia: Off Script" in a week's time while the music video played on a loop on my second monitor. I'm just not. That was where the neurons wanted me to go, and off I fucking went. I knew I liked Aphelios when he first debuted in League, but I was scared of him because he's an ADC with 5 guns. Skill Expression was not something I was confident enough in to pursue that character. But he was hot! He ha a backstory that excited me and had a lot of potential. I really wanted to explore Aphelios' dynamic with his sister and the Lunari elders - pigeon holing him into being a weapon of faith only.

I also knew I liked Yone, but was fearful of him for similar reasons. In the end I just nutted up, typed /mute all in game chat, and hit my head against the wall until I got M7 on Yone. His story is by far my favorite of all the League characters (rivaling Yorick's, of course). A man who spent his whole, short life trying to save someone who he thought was in danger of falling off the path of virtue? Only to come back and KEEP DOING IT but with extra steps??? WAITER ANOTHER PLEASE.

But I didn't really anticipate putting these two characters together within the canon sense. I didn't see a way that they could meet (though one of my friends has since written a beautiful fiction where it shows how they do meet, and how they do connect! https://archiveofourown.org/works/52384363/chapters/132517315 )

BUT THEN. BUT THEEEEN.

I was watching Paranoia for the 69th time that day and I saw THIS VERY SPECIFIC CLIP where the only person who looked the most remote bit of concern for Aphelios' well being was YONE. Boom, Off Script was born.

Off Script was definitely the first FanFiction where I really jumped into my current dynamic. It follows after the filming of that day, cut short after Aphelios fell into a water tank with one of the drones. Yone is going to check on him, and Aphelios is lamenting that no one else has come to see if he's alright. Not even his boyfriend, Sett.

This infuriates Yone because that's just not good boyfriend behavior, and he promises Aphelios that - should he be given the chance - Yone would treat him 10x better than Sett has, is, or ever will.

Also who wouldn't want to be treated like a princess by this specimen? Let's not fool ourselves. Anyway - Paranoia gave me a chance to explore this dynamic in a new way. Yone had issues of his own - I had to find a way to implement his Arzakana nature into a modern AU so I opted for "intrusive thoughts" that encouraged him to do some generally not nice things. In Yone's backstory he was a toxic person, used people up, whored his way through most of his opportunities, and was a bad brother to Yasuo. Yone initially followed Yasuo into the music making industry because he wanted to help his baby brother succeed - and he didn't really know what he wanted to do with his own life. Yone then got it into his head that maybe he and his brother could make music TOGETHER. Yasuo didn't want that because True Damage was doing it's own thing and - for just once in his life - he wanted something that only he had made, not with his older brother. Yone takes his poorly, and being the toxic brother that he is, makes a scene at an industry party and gets booted out. Yasuo cuts him out of his life. On his drunken, staggering tirade through the streets of Valoran City, Yone gets into an accident. He dies. But then suddenly gets resuscitated! I'm not a doctor so I just literally chalk it up to a freak accident that Yone comes back. While Yone believes that it's a second chance. He wakes up in the coroner's office in a cooler, and bangs and screams at the door the whole night until the coroner ME comes in the next morning to fetch the John Doe. Yone doesn't know who he is anymore, but he knows he can't be the asshole now cause that's what got him killed. So he spends time reflecting, soul searching. He knows he still loves making music, and though he gets a desk job and lives this semi-stable life, he still dreams of making music.

Enter Heartsteel.

Aphelios' twin sister is already a multi-platinum artist who runs her own record label - Lunari Studios. Aphelios is on the other side of the story - he's just kind of following Alune around and standing back as she shines. He knows he's talented - he knows a million instruments and helps Alune with her production, but he doesn't think that he could do it all by himself. When he and Sett start dating, it's more of the same. Sett is big and loud, people are drawn to him and his style, and it gives Aphelios someone to latch onto that isn't his sister for once. In Off Script, Aphelios' fate would have been the silent lyricist and musician for the band. He would have told himself that he was happy with standing back.

Except after the events of the music video, Yone won't let him. Yone encourages him to sing, to write bolder lyrics, to voice his opinion. Yone helps Aphelios find confidence, and in return Aphelios lets Yone help him. All Yone really ever wants in any AU is to help, but helpful people can be toxic too. Aphelios allows Yone to do that, but with his own confidence can help draw boundaries on when Yone is being too supportive, or investing too much of his own energy. In the Heartsteel AU I wrote, they are happy together ^^

I finished Off Script around the time of Worlds 2023. Which was when they announced my Babygirl!

And boy what a journey THIS CHARACTER HAS BEEN.

Hwei has it all. The trauma, the growth, the setbacks, the hips, the style, the potential. Surprisingly though - I am not a huge fan of the JhinHwei ship. Maybe cause I see too much of myself and who I used to be in its dynamic. I've been both of those characters in my past relationships, but this isn't the place for that kind of deep dive.

Hwei is neat because he introduced a new idea to my ship dynamic. He's not broken, just lost. He's looking for himself and every person he meets is just a stepping stone on his journey to peace of mind.

I wouldn't call Hwei self assured, because he doesn't know who he wants or what he wants to be, but he knows he has all the tools to reach that end. I like shipping him with multiple characters with Hwei in different stages of his self-realization because he is an inspiring character. He can terrify and and awe in the same breath, depending on which version of him we're visiting.

For this last one we're departing League completely.

I got into HSR after Genshin got a little stale for me. Also I got a fancy new phone that I could actually play Hoyo games on, and HSR is the best for mobile play.

I got into HSR in the middle of the Penacony story, but my friends warned me that I'd love Aventurine when I met him. I spoiled myself by looking at pictures of him and OOH BABY

You can fit so much trauma in this baby.

Aventurine is another fun one because yes - he has a tragic fucking story and I would single handedly help him repopulate Sigonia if given the opportunity. But once again, Teeeechnically not broken.?? He has ghosts he faces throughout the story, and must address each aspect of himself before crossing the river, but by the time he's come out, I like to think he's at peace with who he had to become in order to survive. From fighting in pits, murdering his former owner, tricking the IPC, I don't think Kakavasha would have done any of that stuff. Aventurine, on the other hand-

It's a common theme when you are in survival mode because of trauma. Is he fully cured? Fuck no, but will he continue to strive to be the kind of person he wished would have saved him when he was a kid? Fuck yes.

Which is why we need to impregnate him.

My friends warned me I'd love Blade. I was determined to not, but then I went through the Jingliu story and learned about the High Cloud Quintet and it was over.

I just think this guy's hot. I know a lot of people ship him with Dan Feng and Jing Yuan (it's pretty hot, ngl), but I kinda like Blade/Kafka or Blade/Stelle. The Kafka angle is not so much romantic as it is a mutual understanding that they are both going down this journey together and it can get lonely sometime. So more convenience than romance.

I'm working on a Blade/Stelle story right now where - Best I Am, Prey You Become. It explores Stelle abandoning the trailblaze to join the Stellaron Hunters, and as part of her initiation Blade if voluntold by Kafka to train her. Their relationship is mentor/student and she is obviously hot for him, but Blade is an immortal, tired old man who doesn't have time for that. Except Elio has other plans, as Blade's script reaches a conclusion - he finds something worth dying for. When it comes to HSR Fanfictions I take a lot more creative liberty because I didn't follow the lore to the letter. Also I love world building so!!!! I also built Sigonia-IV for that story, I just gotta get the neurons to activate x.x

#favorite ships #fanfic #league of legends #lukai hwei #hwei #yone league of legends #heartsteel #aphelios league of legends #bruno madrigal #honkai star rail #hsr aventurine #hsr blade #trauma recovery #complex ptsd #blog #creative writing #Yorick lol

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zenmastercharles · 9 months ago

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Chat, I wrote this in a drunken stupor (and by drunken stupor I mean at midnight running on 2 hours of sleep)

Hell is Forver (Descendants Rewrite)

[Ben]

I know the Isle’s population is less than ideal

They’re raised up for violence, to lie and to steal

But if we extend a hand and we make them a deal

To live in Auradon

I can see I’m losin’ ya, hold on!

I’ve heard of their stories, the lost and misplaced

Their ancestor’s teachings are hard to erase

But if we teach them remorse and we give them a place

Before their too far gone

It’ll be a happy day in-

[Chad]

Let me stop you right there, you can’t be this naive

So what you’re suggesting is letting them leave

From the Isle, it’s all smiles, till they turn on us all

They’ll come and act all nice until our bodies are sprawled

Cus’ Karma’s forever whether you like it or not

Had their chance to behave better now they boil in the pot

They’re punished for their treason, they’re in there for a reason

They live their horrid lives because it’s what they deserve

[Ben]

Come on, Chad-

[Chad]

Just try to chillax, Ben, stop wasting your time

Did you forget what they did, the extent of their crimes?

Are they winners, are they sinners cus’ it’s cut and dry

Fair is fair, an eye for an eye, yeah!

There’s no room to debate

There’s no questioning fate

Compared to us, who have spawned from heroes

Those little VK’s are simply zeroes!

*air guitar sounds* Guitar solo, oh yeah! *more air guitar sounds*

[Ben]

Uggghhh

[Chad]

Karma’s forever whether you like it or not

Had their chance to behave better now they boil in the pot

They’re punished for their treason, they’re in there for a reason

They live their horrid lives because it’s what they deserve

Buddy, Karma’s forever, it’ll never fade away

So don’t protect them from the debts that they were destined to pay!

The only destination, if you keep this inclination, if you make this determination

You’ll cast our homes to ruination!

[Ben]

What?

[Chad]

In the end, you’re the king, so do what you wanna do

But if we all end dead, then Ben, it’s all on you

#hazbin hotel #descendants #disney descendants #hell is forever #ben florian #chad descendants #wanted to give Audrey a few lines too but I decided against it

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ash-and-books · 6 months ago

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Rating: 5/5

Book Blurb:

The Prince and the Dressmaker goes to Austenland in this historically inspired, joyfully queer, stunningly romantic graphic novel mash-up of Jane Austen novels—where two friends discover their feelings for each other and find a space in their world for their love and identity.

George has major problems: They’ve just inherited the failing family estate, and the feelings for their best friend, Eleanor, have become more complicated than ever. Not to mention, if anyone found out they were secretly dressing in men’s clothes, George is sure it would be ruination for the family name.

Eleanor has always wanted to do everything "right," including falling in love—but she’s never met a boy she was interested in. She’d much rather spend time with her best friend, George, and beloved cousin Charlotte. However, when a new suitor comes to town, she finds her closest friendships threatened, forcing her to rethink what "right" means and confront feelings she never knew she had.

Perfect for fans of Alice Oseman and Ngozi Ukazu, I Shall Never Fall in Love shines a light on what it means to be true to yourself and rewrites the rules for what makes a happily ever after.

Review:

A queer take on Jane Austen stories all mixed together?? Oh heck yes. This was an absolute delight to read as a fan of queer romances and Jane Austen! The story follows George: born as a "daughter" but identifying as not, and they've inherited their father's manor and estate... and are realizing their own sexuality and attraction for their best friend Eleanor. Eleanor has always wanted to do everything "right" and yet she's never found the right boy she's interested in, however she is very interested in her best friend George. From dealing with balls, societal expectations, suitors, and estates, romance will bloom and love will find a way! The story mixes a bit of Pride and Prejudice with Emma, and it's just so cute and sweet and I loved the queer take on it. It's a must read for sure.

Release Date: Oct 8,2024

Publication/Blog: Ash and Books (ash-and-books.tumblr.com)

*Thanks Netgalley and HarperCollins Children's Books | HarperAlley for sending me an arc in exchange for an honest review*

#book review #jane austen #pride and prejudice #lgbtq reads #i shall never fall in love

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mizjoely · 1 year ago

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Re the fave fic post- I think it would have the be Ruination Revisited, your T rated rewrite of The Ruination of Miss Molly Hooper. 🥰

#sherlolly #thank you so much!#yours is of course benefits of boredom #although the queen's man comes in very close second!

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kudzucataclysm · 2 years ago

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🧒🔎 🎻

buenos dias 🌞

Children's lit 🧒: would you ever see your book being taught at a school or university lit class? If so, what would the topic be on?

I would be extremely fucking concerned if any of my stuff was presented at a school tbh LOL. well maybe except RUINATION but that project is meant to be geared towards teens+

Mystery 🔎: something in your wip/s that you haven't figured out yet

WHY/HOW Dez and Frank end up at Prometheus Labs at the climax of Part 1. like rn i just KNOW they end up being there i just have to figure out how, i think thats about it

Classics 🎻: a scene that is so timeless you have kept it in your latest drafts in some way shape or form

THE FRANCIS APOLOGIZING TO DEZ SCENE

oooh or the Dez telling his dad that mom left scene…im still pretty damn proud of the comic pages i made for that huehue. either of those definitely, i’d include a specific Jack scene but that’s ultimately been changed in my recent rewrites/restructuring of the story :p

#kudzu responds #kudzu friends 🌿#ty for the qqqq

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goldlightwriting · 2 years ago

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Ruination Reimagined

It’s been two years since Rise of the Sentinels, one of the most infamous story events in League of Legends history. Every aspect of the story has been broken down, dissected, analyzed and criticized, from its mishandling of iconic characters to the fundamental misunderstanding of its own premise.

Two years have passed, and the world has more-or-less moved on. We all know, understand, and accept that the event sucked, but it’s sadly too late to turn back. For better or for worse, Rise of the Sentinels has impacted the stories of both characters with significant ties to the Shadow Isles plotline as well as those who who were shoehorned into it for the sake of selling skins.

I’ve offered my own take on the story not just once, but twice before; the first was a rewrite of the visual novel’s script with more-or-less the same general restrictions that Riot had (ie one Sentinel/Ruined character per chapter, ten chapters split into 5 parts plus a prologue and epilogue, etc), while the second was an essay about how the story’s scope should have been greatly expanded to include far more characters and affected each region far more significantly... Because, you know, an undead apocalypse isn’t something that should should realistically begin and end in like a week with almost no impact.

Anyways, since that second rewrite, I’d more-or-less moved on. Every now and then I’ve taken the opportunity to dunk on RotS in a video, but never as much more than a gag or to make a point. However... For whatever reason, I’ve recently found myself thinking about the Shadow Isles lately. Maybe it’s because of some new cards added to LoR, maybe because of that Illaoi and Yorick story released a while back. I’m not really sure, but the more I think about it, the more I can’t help but feel like the Shadow Isles, as a whole, deserve a complete and total reboot. Not just a rewrite of Sentinels, but that the whole region and all characters connected to it could be executed so, much better.

I know it’s never going to happen, obviously. I know that many people will probably disagree with that take. That’s fine. Still, I wanna get my ideas out there, if for now other reason than to get them out of my head.

Below is a list of all the changes I would make to the story of the Shadow Isles and its core cast. Some characters I’ve kept more-or-less the same, while others I’ve almost completely re-imagined. Maybe you’ll like some of these changes better than the actual canon, maybe not. I’m not even sure how many will have the time or patience to read through all this, but whatever. Without any further ado, this is how I would reimagine the Ruination:

Fundamental Changes

-In this version, the Black Mist (otherwise known as Harrowed Mist) represents the evils of the human soul, while the Hallowed Mist represents its virtues.

-Those turned by the Black Mist are not technically undead, but rather warped into avatars of their own inner darkness.

-The monks of the Blessed Isles used a secret ritual to siphon the Black Mist (ie the literal evil in their souls) from the Isles’ criminals and sealed it inside a magical lantern, so that even their greatest sinners could find redemption and overcome their darkest urges.

-The Blessed Isles were hidden in the spirit realm, rather than being concealed by a mystical fog. However, they manifest in the physical realm during specific times; while such occurrences seem random, those who are able to learn and predict the pattern may land on the Blessed Isles before they vanish.

-The monks of the Blessed Isles were split into two main groups: the Sentinels of Light and the Order of Dusk. Both groups were devoted to spiritual study and enlightenment, but had different roles.

-The Vesani, a tribe of fox vastaya skilled in the art of manipulating emotions and memories, were crucial members of both groups.

-The Sentinels of Light defended the residents of the isles from those who threatened their way of life, primarily demonic entities. They wielded weapons capable of conjuring spirit light to combat their enemies.

-The Order of Dusk was responsible for purifying the souls of the wicked and laying the dead to rest. They were the keepers of many dangerous artifacts capable of tampering with the spirits of living things.

-Relicstone, originally called Lightstone/Soulstone, has the ability to channel the full power of one’s spirit, not just its virtues or vices. Those who wield it with righteous intent will manifest a golden light, while those who use its power for selfish means will cast a sickly green light.

-Thresh’s sickle and lantern are made from Lightstone.

-The Blade of the Ruined King, originally called The Blade of Kings, was a gift given to the Camavoran royal family long ago by visiting monks of the Blessed Isles. It is imbued with Lightstone, which was meant to serve as a means of testing a future monarch’s heart.

-The Waters of Life are no longer a thing. We literally already have a magical healing oasis in Shurima.

-The Ruination occurs when Viego is tricked into opening the lantern by Thresh. This, in turn, tears open the boundary between realms and causes the Shadow Isles to exist between the physical and spiritual worlds.

-When it becomes evident that their homeland is doomed, some Sentinels choose to flee the Isles with as many of their relics and teachings as they can hold.

-Thresh is the Warden of the Lantern, whose job is specifically to guard the lantern wherein centuries’ worth of evil is sealed. Unbeknownst to anyone, being in its presence for too long has corrupted him, allowing dark thoughts and sadistic tendencies to take hold of his mind.

-The lantern is enchanted so that it cannot be opened with malicious intent.

-Thresh initially just wants to set the evil of the lantern free, but when he sees that Viego has become a vessel for it, Thresh plots to take full control of the power for himself.

-Viego unleashed the Black Mist believing it could revive Isolde, but its corrupting magic could only resurrect Isolde’s inner darkness, creating the Maiden of the Mist.

-Isolde’s actual body remains in the Lantern Chamber.

-Viego is not trapped sleeping in his own sword, but rather was confined to the heart of the Isles by a handful of monks who resisted corruption just long enough to trap him there. He can command the Black Mist and those corrupted by it from afar, but cannot venture far from his confinement. However, the spell holding him periodically weakens, at which point he can expand the Black Mist’s domain, causing Harrowings.

-The Maiden rejects Viego and flees the Isles, returning to Camavor. There, she haunts the war-torn land, contributing to its eventual abandonment. Eventually, though, she comes across her old doll, Gwen, and the fondness for her creation stirs memories of love and joy in the Maiden’s heart. These feelings pass on to the doll, imbuing it with Hallowed Mist that would swell and eventually bring Gwen to life. However, the Maiden is unable to resist the pull of the Black Mist, and finds herself summoned back to the Shadow Isles.

-Gwen comes to life and makes it her mission to save her creator from Viego, no matter how long it may take.

-Realizing that the Maiden is but a perverse corruption of his love, and failing to see the irony, Viego casts her aside. She is eventually found and taken in by Yorick.

-In this version, Yorick’s body is altered by the Black Mist, but he is able to maintain his mind thanks to his discipline and training as a monk, even as others of his order have succumbed.

-Yorick continues to try and help lost souls find rest, though the process is slow and arduous as few willingly accept his aid.

-The remaining Sentinels of Light who fled the Isles devote themselves to opposing the Black Mist and one day purifying their ancient home. Their order slowly expands to every region as Harrowings become an increasingly large threat to the people of Runeterra, but to date, all attempts to storm the Isles and purify them have failed...

-The Reclaimer is a special Relicstone weapon deemed taboo by the Sentinels of Light. It was created by by the Brotherhood of Dusk in secret as a way to revive the dead by stealing a person’s life force and instilling it into the deceased. However, the Reclaimer can only be used so many times. This will be replacing the Absolver.

-The Reclaimer has been a closely-guarded secret of the Sentinels of Light since the Ruination. It has been moved from one hiding place to another across Runeterra. Its last known location was Shurima...

-Vladimir ventured to the Immortal Bastion during Mordekaiser’s reign to seek a means of reviving Isolde, only to be enslaved. Nevertheless, his twisted personality caught Mordekaiser’s attention, and so Vladimir was eventually allowed to start studying blood magic as one of the Iron Revenant’s acolytes. He would later ally with LeBlanc to send Mordekaiser back to the death realm and become a founding member of the Black Rose.

-Rather than seeking the Blessed Isles for him, Kalista is instead devoted to finding the one responsible for Viego’s attempted assassination. As head of the royal guard, she despises any traitors to the crown, and works with Hecarim to put down any and all rebellion. Even so, she harbors reservations about Viego’s ability to rule...

-Kalista accompanies Viego to the Blessed Isles to keep him from harm. However, when Viego escalates to violence against the monks, Kalista tries to dissuade him, insisting that his brother would never go to such extremes. In a sudden outburst, Viego counters that his brother was too soft for the throne, which was why he had the previous king assassinated. This revelation marks Viego as a traitor as well, prompting Kalista and several other soldiers to stand against him in defense of the Blessed Isles.

-Though the Sentinels of Light and the soldiers allying with Kalista fight hard, Viego’s remaining troops and artillery prove to be a match for them. Sensing an opportunity, Thresh tampers with the Sentinels’ defenses as Viego pushes further inland.

-Eventually, Thresh approaches Viego and offers to bring the mad king to the lantern chamber, in exchange for Viego sparing his life. This is, of course, a ploy to get someone else to open the lantern; Thresh believes that, because the mad king is ultimately driven by love and only wants to save his queen, such pure desire will be enough to bypass the lantern’s protection. This assumption proves correct.

-Kalista fights valiantly, but when the Ruination occurs, she is felled by a transformed Hecarim. As her life fades, she feels a burning resentment for Viego and all true betrayers; this hatred is amplified by the Black Mist, allowing Kalista to rise as the Spear of Vengeance.

-Kalista’s obsession with hunting betrayers overwhelms her mind and spirit. In time, she learns to harness the grudges of others as well, though doing so causes Kalista to slowly lose more and more of her own identity. Eventually, she starts roaming the Isles and even the lands beyond in pursuit of traitors, no longer even recalling the true cause for her hatred.

-Vex is no longer gloomy and depressed from the start, but is affected by the Black Mist due to staying on the Shadow Isles for too long; her shadow represents the cheerier personality she keeps locked deep inside of her.

-Karthus’s story remains more-or-less the same, but his obsession with death is changed to an obsession with viewing the darkest desires of humanity.

-Lucian and Senna maintain more-or-less the same backstory, but Senna won’t be revived until much, much later.

-Senna doesn’t have a fragment of Isolde in her this time. She joined the Sentinels because her home was attacked during a Harrowing.

-Akshan was once a young thief devoted to stealing from those who abuse their wealth and power and distributing his ill-gotten goods among the needy. He perished in an ambush set by one greedy aristocrat, but was found and saved by the Reclaimer’s previous keeper: Shadya.

-Shadya recruited Akshan into the Sentinels for his righteous heart. Their story plays out more-or-less the same, up until Akshan learns of the Reclaimer. Believing that such power shouldn’t be kept hidden away, he steals the Reclaimer and starts roaming Shurima, using its power to revive those he believes were wrong murdered.

-Devising a plan to take control of the Black Mist, Thresh manages to completely break the seal holding Viego captive. He informs the Ruined King of the Reclaimer, persuading Viego to trust him once more in the hopes that it will truly be able to revive Isolde’s corpse.

-Rise of the Sentinels becomes a race to find the Reclaimer, rather than a hunt for fetters.

-Lucian encounters Gwen on the Shadow Isles while hunting for Thresh. There, they encounter the Ruined King, who proves too strong for them.

-Lucian and Gwen are forced to retreat and seek out allies, but the Sentinels of Light have waned in numbers since Lucian went rogue. Thus, the two of them must travel around Runeterra seeking allies to stand with them against the Black Mist.

-Viego begins to spread his Black Mist across Runeterra with the help of Vex and her knowledge of Bandle Gates. He seeks the Reclaimer while occasionally corrupting the minds of Champions with excessive negative feelings he can exploit.

-Those recruited into the Sentinels of Light have Relicstone weapons made for them by the order’s Stonecarver, rather than just conveniently having their perfect weapons already made for them.

-The new Sentinels of Light include: Fiora, Quinn, Vayne, Poppy, Garen, Draven, Riven, Samira, Katarina(?), Braum, Olaf, Jayce, Vi, Seraphine, Ziggs, Irelia, Wukong, Shen, Yasuo, Ahri, Miss Fortune, Graves, Illaoi, Diana, Rengar, Sivir, and Akshan.

-Those Ruined by Viego include: Shyvana, Jarvan IV, Darius, Swain (demon goes feral), Ashe, Tryndamere, Viktor, Caitlyn, Akali, Yone (demon goes feral), Gangplank, Twisted Fate(?), Pantheon, Nidalee, and Shadya.

-After Viego is defeated in a duel by Gwen, Thresh steals the weakened king’s soul and seals it in his lantern. This allows him to take control of the Black Mist, and even revert to a more humanoid form if we MUST have Unbound Thresh be a thing.

-Vex goes into hiding after Viego’s defeat, with none knowing her whereabouts...

-Senna is ultimately revived using the last charge of the Reclaimer. If we must insist that she still has Mist powers, perhaps we can say that because her soul was being held captive in Thresh’s lantern, the Reclaimer is only able to bring a part of her back. Senna and Lucian can then dedicate their arc toward recovering the piece of her still bound by Thresh, and Senna struggles to keep her darkness from overwhelming her. This might make for more compelling relationship drama than what the original story gave us.

-Thresh becomes the new Lord of the Isles, with the intent to cover all of Runeterra in Black Mist. To do this, however, he needs to slowly but surely expand the Mist’s territory by adding yet more negative emotions to it. Thresh starts roaming Runeterra to extract as many souls as he can gather, adding their darkness to the Shadow Isles.

#League of Legends #Shadow Isles #Rise of the Sentinels #Runeterra Rewrites

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our-hextech-dream · 1 year ago

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will def update this when s2 comes out but this is my current prediction for who will most likely need either a complete or a partial retcon in the game based on ARCANE'S lore.

if u have any thoughts, please do tell. 👀 i'm so curious to hear who other ppl think might be changed (or not) by the Great Rewriting. i'm not intimately familiar w every champ, so if they have a connection to pnz or demacia/noxus in a way that would mean their lore has to change, lemme know.

obviously pnz isn't getting out of this unscathed but my current hope is that ixtali, ionia, bilgewater, mount taragon, the freljord, and the void will be *mostly* fine. the voidtouched, shurima, demacia, and noxus will heavily depend on what happens in s2. the shadow isles is being affected by the fact that the ruination can't/doesn't exist anymore. likewise the vastaya are in a weird position if magic/magical beings are supposed to be super rare since they're common enough to regularly interact with people in ionia even tho (per xayah and rakan's lore) their population is shrinking.

#league of legends #arcane #hextext #btw i hate this change. i think this makes league's lore fundamentally worse.

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Tangent incoming.

The fact that this even needs to be literally spelt out is crazy, but what's new with this fandom who gobble every word SJM pick-me characters spew? Everything you've written is what I've picked up and have been screaming while reading the books.

I wasn't so much of a pro Tamlin person until Feyre/SJM turned me into one because i hate being lied to and manipulated in believing a character's wrongs are actually morally correct. I rather characters do wrong and know they are wrong, but then grow as the story progresses. Not becoming so self-absorbed when stuck in their own circle-jerk echo chamber whilst claiming others are rewriting the narrative when babe, that's literally you, it's painful.

Initially, I was giving Feyre leeway. She's the MC. She's young. She's gone through trauma and unable to see beyond it in order to recognise others. She literally DIED. But then her inner monologue felt exhausting and purposefully falsely reading the situation or people's words/actions. She painted everything negatively without consideration yet never fully overtly asserted herself or at least tries to understand how precarious the entire situation is with the dangers around or the political instability whlist also being attached to Prythian's Voldemort.

Throughout MAF the heavy distinction between Tamlin and Rhysand could make you choke. To make Rhysand become Feyre’s saviour by actively demonising Tamlin with the theme of "freedom" and "choice" instead of delving into trauma complicating relationships and finding common ground, whether the relationship maintains or ends. That they shouldn't be worked on, but discarded to replaced with something supposedly better. By WAR, even if a reader had yet to understand Tamlin’s motives (should have been obvious by the end of MAF) Feyre made it her mission to be his downfall no matter his intention or the logjcal reason why he felt fearful for her. That the Rhysand she "knows" isn't the one that Prythian has been subjected to.

She lied in ways that negatively confirmed Tamlin fears for her. She schemes, ruining relationships when a strong bond was needed. She manipulated the people who once praised her. Her actions forced Tamlin's hands in ways he wished to avoid. Her involvement literally fucked everything Iver when she little miss boss babe could have used that brain and put her daemati powers to use and scan Tamlin to understand him more. But her intention was understanding, but ruination because he...rightfully feared for her life which she herself realised later when the attor tracked her thanks to that wonderful mate of hers?

Despite Tamlin working to protect his court and Prythian by extension, Feyre’s fury has been justified and twisting the readers' objective opinion to become as biased as her. It doesn't matter that Tamlin's court trusted and respected him long before everything went down while Rhysand’s own court, 2/3, hates/dislikes him and continues to, but thats irrelevanti guess because ✨️Velaris✨️. It doesn't matter that Tamlin's actions actually had tangible results whilst Rhysand’s...hiding a place that was already hidden and was in no danger but gave the rest of his court up on a platter and still didnt get anything worthy against Hybern. Doesn't matter if Tamlin continued to save her and people she cared about time and time again; he's worthless, and this is displayed in FAS and again in their hostility towards him in SF when dude is just being depressed, minding his business while they are trespassing on his land.

I don't know which boyfriend Tamlin was based on that fucked SJM over, but even when she tried to write him to be horrible or toxic or violent or ✨️abusive✨️ (all these are traits in Rhysand and other Fae's) his actions remains the most understandable out of all her characters. And to then try to suddenly claim that his court was already failing and he wanted to work with Hybern or that he wasn't a good double agent...readers who think this are just being disingenuous.

Hijacked this post, sorry. The Tamlin slander is horrendous. Their hate, most inherited due to the social media content consumed mixed in with group think to sway opinion is crazy. Even with SJM's lazy writing, the villianisation of Tamlin despite his overall actions being a benefit to Prythian will forever leave me dumbfounded.

Long Post

I’m starting to feel people don’t understand what espionage truly means. I recently came across this post that said Tamlin was never a double agent and was only playing the good guy to save himself, and there was a list supporting the claim. So, here we go.

Fair warning: this is needlessly elaborate, includes many tangents and requires thinking from perspectives outside of the explicit narrative.

Before we begin, let’s get one thing clear, just because Night flaunts Azriel as their spymaster, it doesn’t mean that’s how spies operate. Revealing their identity risks compromising future missions and the people close to them. IRL spies lead double lives for decades for this very reason and only a select few are trusted with the knowledge depending on who they report to or who serve as their getaway.

‘Even Lucien was in the dark.’ Dagdan and Brannagh are daemati. Involving more people in the plan means more sources for the twins to exploit and more possible leverage for Hybern. Lucien could be held captive or threatened with death to force Tamlin into furthering the war. Their friendship was taken advantage of by Amarantha twice before. It isn’t a matter of trust but of protection, the way Feyre isn’t involved either. Besides, if Tamlin is compromised and found plotting against Hybern, the first step would be to check Lucien’s mind, leaving with no one in power left to protect Spring.

‘Tamlin let Hybern settle in Spring.’ Tamlin grants access to a troop to survey the Wall, which is different from allowing a whole army into his territory. With his defences intact, he still has the upper hand. Managing and controlling the movements of a troop within his borders is much easier than stopping an army, which is exactly what Lucien does—accompanying Jurian and the twins to the Wall. It is after Feyre destroys Spring that they are left vulnerable, allowing the rest of the Hybern’s army camp there. Moreover, denying access to his lands would be suspicious, not letting them inspect the Wall would be suspicious. It is part of the act, playing a willing participant in upholding his end of the deal.

‘Tamlin didn’t warn the other courts.’ After Amarantha’s reign, while the other High Lords are rebuilding their courts and making allies, Tamlin is invested in freeing Feyre from her bargain. Among the six courts, one is Spring’s enemy for harbouring Lucien, one steals Feyre every month, and two are fairly new High Lords Tamlin doesn’t know. And if Night’s visit to Summer is common knowledge, Tarquin ‘allows’ Rhysand to parade Feyre again after witnessing everything Under the Mountain. Clearly, Tamlin doesn’t know who to trust.

Considering he chooses to warn them, a ‘Hey, Hybern is coming for us all’ isn’t useful enough when it’s already expected after Amarantha’s reign. In fact, it would have encouraged Hybern to act before the courts could recuperate or even unleash the Cauldron in whatever capacity. This is evidenced by the attack on Velaris when they attempted to gain the mortal Queens on their side. Hybern has been amassing armies for years, centuries even. In order to win, Prythian needs more than a ‘warning’ which Tamlin manages to obtain.

Moreover, the battle of Adriata occurs right after Feyre returns to Night (iirc a week or two). Since Spring is in tatters, Tamlin isn’t in a position to help anyone, especially as Hybern attacks from the seas and not Spring lands. Also, his emissary, Lucien, and every other powerful player on his side are removed from the board.

Besides, who would believe his words when not long ago he was running around like a depraved lunatic to save the woman he loves, and none of them cared? Who would believe it’s more than his paranoia or even a ploy to get her back without concrete proof?

‘Spring was already broken.’ From the beginning, it is clear that Tamlin has his people’s loyalty. His sentries beg to be sacrificed to free him from the curse. When the lands grow dangerous with not many left to defend it, the people flee. After the curse is broken, they all return—one of them being Alis. Despite the reduced population, with Amarantha’s cronies still at large and creatures roaming wild, Spring is recovering and the people are happy. Feyre herself notes how content they are to be in Tamlin’s presence.

When Feyre is kidnapped, Tamlin kills the sentries on guard, which is meant to turn everyone against him. But it’s not that simple. Feyre would have officially become Lady of Spring if she weren’t ‘stolen’ during the wedding. The sentries are entrusted to protect their Lady—whom they love and respect. They are aware of the bargain. They are aware Feyre was killed once. They are aware Feyre is a target—as an asset or Tamlin’s weakness. It is under their watch that she is taken from their home. When they couldn’t even stop his third-in-command from walking in, disarming everyone, and carrying Feyre away, how are they expected to protect her from the most powerful High Lord of Prythian?

And, Rhysand is not just an enemy of Tamlin. He has been the villain of Prythian for five centuries and possesses powers to twist someone’s mind. One outburst from Tamlin isn’t enough to make him a monster in the eyes of his sentries when Feyre is now Rhysand’s hostage. The people didn’t abandon Spring when Tamlin made a deal with Hybern because they knew there was no one to help them.

Everything that happens after Tamlin, Feyre and Lucien return from Hybern’s castle is a calculated move. Feyre admits that it is her goal to destroy everything Tamlin has, including his court and people. She never opens up about how she’s treated in Night, even during the one-week stays. Later, she accuses Rhysand of raping her over the past months and tricking her with the fake mating bond. She even takes the dramatic route with ‘if you peer into the darkness long enough, the darkness peers back’ (paraphrased) saying this to Lucien. There is no reason for anyone to doubt Tamlin’s actions when Feyre proves every one of their fears true.

Feyre doesn’t stop there. She exploits the people’s faith in her and manipulates them. During the Summer Solstice, she positions herself as more valuable and blessed than the people already claim her to be. With these new beliefs she creates, she becomes a bigger prize for the likes of Rhysand, Beron, and even Hybern. She constantly interrupts the conversations and corners Tamlin into decisions that are less than ideal, which he complies with to put on a united front. She exploits Tamlin’s trauma, abuses him, and pushes him to a breakdown in order to play his victim. She knows of Ianthe’s plans and lets the nagas attack using that to her advantage.

The lashings are pivotal in revealing who Tamlin is to the people, but there is a flaw in the narrative. Feyre was stolen from the mansion more than once. Rhysand and Morrigan proved that the mansion is not safe enough. Now, it is not even guarded against a few nagas and the sentry loses the keys after falling asleep? This is a question of their competence and loyalty. Even then, Tamlin waits till the morning to execute the punishment and Feyre controls the sentry’s memories until the very last minute, ensuring Tamlin has little chance to back out. She twists the scenario as Tamlin’s cruelty, when it is a High Lord’s home breached and their enemies are on their lands. Feyre exploits Tamlin’s fears, pushing him to take drastic measures and playing the saint who expected him to prove his goodness. If she cared so much about the sentry, why didn’t she force Ianthe to confess? Ultimately, she goes as far as manipulating them into believing that Tamlin let the twins hunt her. She breaks their trust in their High Lord. Everything Feyre does or says is a lie until Tamlin cracks (if you want to draw parallels, it’s exactly what Rhysand claims to have done Under the Mountain).

This is often ignored or used as proof of Tamlin’s failings. But, Alis leaves Spring because she knows that Hybern is not the only threat. Though she doesn’t hate or blame Feyre, she understands that soon Spring will fall because of her and Night.

So no, Spring was not broken. It was more put together than Night, where Rhysand has to threaten one half of his army and buy the loyalty of the other with false promises. Spring is loyal to their High Lord and their court until Feyre manipulates them. She admits to ‘priming Spring to fall’ and ‘baiting Tamlin’. She even wants to take over Spring with Night’s army after she destroys it. She is the reason for their downfall, not Tamlin, who is stuck in a no-win situation with everyone working against him—Ianthe, Feyre, Hybern, and even Lucien after a point.

The real question: Why is Night not held accountable for Hybern’s invasion, but Tamlin is?

Rhysand is aware of Hybern’s movements long before Tamlin makes the deal. He doesn’t trust other courts or warn them or ally with them—exactly what Tamlin is condemned for. Rhysand betrays Summer by stealing their most valuable relic and weapon. It’s only after he fails that he reaches out to other courts for support. In fact, his failure fast-tracks the war—Hybern was counting on Inner Circle’s martyr complex which they all played right to the T.

Even forgiving all this as good intentions, they still keep everything under wraps. None of the courts are warned, including Summer and Autumn, who share their borders with Spring, which Hybern is taking over first. For two months, all they do is wait for Feyre. For two months, they don’t attempt to unite other courts to stop Hybern or make Feyre’s escape easy. They don’t even rally their Illyrian and Darkbringer armies until Feyre arrives. They have the best spymaster and the best network of spies, but they also have the habit of always pulling his sources out at crucial times. They have the most powerful daemati who never uses his powers to find who his potential comrades are but has no problem invading minds to assert his dominance. In the two months, Night comes to the tough decision to hold a High Lords meeting after Feyre returns.

Besides, Feyre claims to spy in Spring but finds nothing useful about Hybern’s plans, which is proved in the meeting. Feyre is a High Lady who can’t keep her emotions in check and destroys the one court that shields the mortal lands from the rest of Prythian, leaving both sides vulnerable to Hybern. Tamlin could have stalled the infiltration with his army, exchanged information with the twins or Jurian, or negotiated his people’s safety in exchange for more access to his lands which would have been the strategic move here. But Feyre undermines every single leverage Spring has in this situation.

Tamlin siding with Hybern is similar to Rhysand working for Amarantha. No one knows of his intentions until the very end either. There’s no proof Rhysand was in favour of Prythian. He is the one who told Amarantha about the human girl in Spring only days before they ran out of time to break the curse. He is the reason Tamlin sends Feyre back to the mortal lands. He is the reason Feyre is abused, tortured, and killed Under the Mountain. None of his actions support his words. Then, why is it hard to believe Tamlin who delivers what he promised? He keeps his cover until Feyre is in danger again. He brings Beron’s forces to join the war. If he was merely playing a hero, he didn’t have to do any of this. Tamlin was a double agent and he did a better job than Feyre, who managed to notify her Inner Circle about the twins she killed anyway.

See, the issue is not with the character but the structure of the plot. Did SJM plan it thoroughly? No. Was it executed well? No, there isn’t enough foreshadowing to convince the readers. Despite this, it still works to some extent because Feyre is an unreliable narrator. When she arrives in Spring, she is determined to ruin Tamlin’s life and expose him as a monster. She nitpicks every one of his choices, words, and actions. She glosses over his good deeds and reassures herself that they are his manipulative tactics. Even if Tamlin laid his plans out to her, she wouldn’t believe it—that’s how far she is in her rage and vengeance.

The entire espionage arc doesn’t exist to redeem Tamlin, but it is a device for Rhysand and Feyre to magically have everything they need. Tamlin is not a character SJM cares about. He is a villain and will always remain a villain. Had it been someone she wanted to redeem, there would be a 12-page monologue in the High Lords meeting with tears and a sob story.

None of this is favouring one point of view over the other, but it’s important to consider the mentality of other characters in such situations instead of believing every word from the chosen narrator. This is a major problem in this fandom where readers take Feyre and Rhysand’s views at face value and treat it as absolute truth when the situation is much more complex. SJM doesn’t respect her readers’ intelligence and writes with complete abandon. As long as you lap up whatever she offers and glorify her books, she has no reason to write a better story. Instead of hating on the characters like Tamlin, maybe you should be questioning the writer for such an unconvincing and subpar plot.

#tamlin #rhysand critical #feyre critical #sjm critical #acotar critical

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blueares · 3 years ago

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Ruination Rewrite Masterlist

Characters

Prologue

Demacia

Interlude I

Freljord

Noxus

Ionia

Targon

Interlude II

Piltover/Zaun

Bilgewater

Ixtal

Interlude III

Shurima

Interlude IV

Shadow Isles

Finale

Epilogue

#League of Legends #Rise of the Sentinels #Ruination Rewrite

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goldenashes-if · 3 years ago

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DEMO (currently unavailable due to a substantial rewrite)

The game is rated 18+ for the presence of explicit sexual content, strong language and heavy themes.

There’s a scandal at court, something the upper levels of society love to gossip about when they’ve got nothing to do other than drink tea and spew petty lies about each other.

You are the scandal. Unmarried at 24 and with no engagement in sight, you’re the black sheep that will taunt this year’s season like you did with the previous one. Your reputation precedes you, like a pretty dress decorated with the ruins of the engagements and hearts you broke.

You are the sweet lure of ruination, of infinite pleasure and gentle madness. You are everything the court despises and at the same time everything it desperately craves.

This year’s season marks you return after the scandalized uproar in which you left everyone last year. For them, Seasons are a way to find a suitable match for marriage.

For you it’s just a game. Until it isn’t.

Play as a dragon shapeshifter and customize your gender, draconic features and shifted form.

Surround yourself with domesticated dragons of assorted sizes.

Participate in dragon races to seduce the bachelors.

Deal what the consequences of your brutal play; maybe you'll be given a second chance to atone.

Start a romance with one of three ROs, or with all three together (Sekh’/Cherena/Zaphia poly route)

Will you let anyone see under the mask you built for yourself?

Sekh'- gender selectable (NB/same gender as MC)

One of the many people you entertained yourself with last year. They were different from the others, though, both because their family reputation was horrible at best and because their company was actually pleasant. Their sardonic, at times self-deprecating humour never failed to make you laugh, although revealing at times the deep loneliness they were hiding under that.

You soon realized you were playing a difficult game and when things got too personal, you brutally cut off all contacts with them. What will you do now that you can see just how much you left them in tatters?

Sekh’ stands at 1.73 m (5′8″) with a toned built and long, loosely curled bright pink hair that they tie mid length with a ribbon. Their warm brown eyes perfectly compliment their burnt sienna skin tone. They always apply a generous amount of taffy pink makeup, just a shade lighter than their scales, and their ankles are full of elaborate rose golden anklets.

Cherena - gender selectable (NB/same gender as MC)

Their family is one of the richest to have attended the last Season and their political influence is maybe even more impressive. Cherena's life consists of endless parties surrounded by shallow friends, for the most part interested in their wealth and social influence. Trapped in this repetitive routine, Cherena's eyes landed on you and since then they never left you.

They seem fulgurated by your absolute lack of restraint, by an energy that promises to get them out of their decadence.

Cherena stands at 1.81 m (5’11”) with a soft built and wavy blonde hair that reach their mid back. Their bright yellow eyes almost shine against their ivory skin, the contrast made even more pleasant by the sparkly silver makeup they apply all over themselves, just the same shimmering silver of their scales. Their neck and hands are adorned by so much jewellery they basically jingle every time they move. And their adorned wheelchair only adds to their overall elegance and hypnotic allure.

Zaphia - gender selectable (NB/same gender as MC)

They have been a worker for the Crown since they were old enough to be hired, like their parents and their grandparents before them. Last Season was their fifth one as a staff member tasked with its organization and smooth running. You met them on and off for years and with time you grew closer. Too close.

They are loyal to a fault and never out of line. Most importantly they know you, maybe more intimately than you know yourself. The problem is that you broke their heart too.

Zaphia has a lean built and is around 1.78 m (5′10″) of height. They are shaved on the sides and have short, wavy silver hair that brush their ears. They are partial to jewellery and wear golden lips and eyebrow piercings, three sets of earrings and a ring choker. They have light blue eyes, often emphasised by golden makeup and their striking golden scales, and warm bronze skin.

The Dragons Compendium

MC's six pet dragons

ROs' skin tone reference

#interactive fiction #twine game #intro post

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warmaidensrevenge · 2 years ago

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Pairings: Eddie Munson x Plus size reader

A/N: Please please prepare yourselves. This is gonna hurt. But have hope. I still have a whole season to write. Not proof read and no word count. Part 2 of my rewrite of season 4 of stranger things. Like I mentioned before. It's gonna be very similar to the show with minor differences. Please don't hate me after.

If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE

Warnings: 18+ no minors, violence, death, smut, angst, slight body insecurities

Part 8: Ruination

Summary: This can't be the end.

You couldn't sleep at all.

Instead, you watched Eddie toss and turn all night.

Never in your life had you felt so useless and afraid. And no matter how optimistic you tried to be, there wasn't a good ending that you could see.

You played scenario after scenario in your head. Trying to find him a way out of this. But all things pointed to the end of Eddie's life.

He would either be on the run or end up in prison until he died. No matter the outcome, you guys couldn't be together.

Sure you could run with him. And if it came down to it, you would. You would follow him to the depths of hell if he asked you. But a life of always looking over your shoulders was no future.

So you silently cried and prayed for this to be over. You begged whatever higher power there was to help get him through this.

...

As the sun came up, you headed to the kitchen to make a call.

" Hey bud."

There was a bit of a rustle on Dustin's side. "Y/n? Is everything alright?"

You sighed. " Y-yeah. Ummm...could you do me a solid and bring some food?"

" Sure! What should I get?"

You opened the cupboard and didn't see anything good. " Whatever you can get us. Ed- Eddie likes Honeycomb and Yoo-Hoo. But could you get him a couple of apples and bananas too?

"Yeah. Got it. Do you want anything?"

You shook your head. " No. But maybe you could bring some comic books or a copy of The Hobbit."

" Okay." He went quiet for a second. " Ummm Y/n?"

You rubbed your eyes with your thumb and index finger. " Yeah?"

" It's gonna be fine. We're gonna fix this."

You tilted your head back and fanned your eyes to stop from crying again. "I-I hope so."

After you hung up, you searched everywhere. There was nothing left in Rick's house but a can of spaghetti O's and a can of smoked oysters.

If Eddie was high, he would eat the shellfish with Tabasco and crackers with no problem. Then he would say something gross about how the smell reminded him of a girl he used to know.

But sober Eddie would never.

The spaghetti O's were okay. However, it wasn't gonna last him at all. He could eat 3 cans in one sitting and still ask for dessert.

You shook your head and sighed. He was just gonna have to wait until Dustin came.

While looking for things to do, you decide to put his clothes to wash. If you could do anything at all, you could at the very least make sure he was comfortable and clean.

You checked on him constantly throughout the morning. Just to make sure he was still there and breathing.

And once his clothes were dry, you sat at the kitchen table and started folding. You paused when you got to his Hellfire shirt.

You wish you could go back.

You wanted to go back in time and have him take you home. If he had, he could have forgotten all about meeting Chrissy. Or maybe you should've gone with him. Then you could understand what he was feeling.

You would have given anything to erase what he saw and heard.

Eddie watched as you sat quietly staring at his shirt. He couldn't bring himself to say anything. Even though there was so much going on in his head. He couldn't form the words.

Instead, he walked in and sat at the table.

You gave him a weak smile, but he didn't look at you. So you got up and started heating up the food.

A few minutes later, you set the bowl in front of him. " I umm washed your clothes."

He kept his eyes down but nodded. He couldn't look at your beautiful face without being ashamed.

He always knew he was a coward, but now everyone knew. And so did you.

You sat quietly across from him. Trying to convince yourself to be strong for him. But what could you say? How do you do this? Do you wait for him to come to you? Or do you approach him again?

You closed your eyes and tried to think. But you were drawing a blank.

A minute or so passed and you heard the clink of the spoon hitting the bowl.

You opened your eyes and saw that he had stood up. Your gaze followed him towards his pile of clothes, then down the hall.

You sighed heavily and took his empty bowl to the sink.

At least he ate.

Tears fell into the dish water as you tried to clean up.

You shook your head. What do I do?

A few moments later, you felt a hand on your shoulder. You wiped the tears away so he wouldn't see them.

" You ok, Munson?" You sniffled.

He turned you around and embraced you.

You hesitate for a moment but then gave in. You hugged him so tight that you honestly felt like you were hurting him.

When you went to loosen your hold on him, he held on tighter.

" I'm glad you're here, pretty girl." He whispered.

You opened your mouth to say something but just then you guys heard a car.

Before you could actually think, he was pulling you outside, back into the boat house.

You both stood there, out of breath, trying to see who pulled in.

Just a few seconds later, the door swung open.

You and Eddie jumped. Then you felt him push you behind him while he held up a broken bottle towards the door. Like he was gonna protect you from whatever or whomever came through that door.

" Delivery service." Dustin said, with a smile.

You and Eddie sunk your shoulders in relief.

Eddie then quickly snatched one of the bags and pulled out one of the boxes of Honeycomb.

He shoved a fist full of dried cereal into his mouth before offering you some.

You held up your hand and said no thanks.

You haven't eaten anything since campaign night. But there was so much going on that eating was the last thing on your mind.

You followed Eddie towards the boat he was hiding in yesterday.

He climbed in and held out a hand for you to join him.

When you did, he pulled at your waist to get you as close as possible.

It was silly, but he wanted to make sure you were safe. And the only way he could guarantee that, was to have you touching him at all times.

You were so enamored with him stuffing his mouth with cereal. Even with the circumstances, he still looked so handsome.

" So we got uhh some uh good news and some bad news." Dustin said. "How do you prefer it?"

Eddie eyed you and took a swig of his yoo-hoo before looking back to Dustin. "Bad news first, always."

You and he listened as Dustin explained that the police were convinced that he killed Chrissy.

Even though you played this conversation in your head last night, you were still shocked to hear it.

You started to fidget and bouncing your knee. But this time, Eddie's touch didn't melt it away.

In return, broke his heart.

Robin took a few steps towards you guys. " Your name hasn't gone public yet. But if we found out about you, it's only a matter of time before others do too. And once that gets out, everyone and their shallow minded mother is gonna be gunning for you."

" Hunt the freak." Eddie uttered.

You squeezed his hand. "Not a freak." You whispered.

He looked at you and smiled a little. If you only knew how important it was to him that you believed him.

You guys listen to this weird game plan that consists of killing Vecna.

" How are you gonna find him?" You asked.

" We are in the brainstorming phase of this plan?" Max responded.

Your eyes looked over at each of your friends. They had no clue what to do. But neither did you. All you knew was shit was about to get weird.

Out of the blue, there were sirens.

You immediately turned to Eddie.

" Get down!" You ordered, while reaching for a tarp.

Everyone else went to the window.

When you finished hiding him, you went to look too.

There were cops and an ambulance drive by.

That's when you thought, if you didn't get home soon, your dad would report you missing. And if you were reported missing, the search for you would lead the cops right to Eddie.

You couldn't make things worst for him. He was innocent and he couldn't get caught. Not until you guys had a way to clear his name.

Once you guys no longer heard the sirens, you voiced your concerns.

You looked at Eddie who seemed lost. You saw his lip quiver and tears forming in the corner of his eyes when you pulled away from the hug goodbye.

" When it's safe. I promise. I will come back." You told him. Doing your best to fight back the tears as well.

He nodded and you guys left.

Steve drove towards the sirens.

The car came to a halted and all of you got out when the road was blocked off.

That's when you saw Nancy talking to the police. She waved when she saw you.

...

You finally made it home, more worried than ever. There was another murder.

Now you knew without a doubt that Eddie was innocent. You were with him the entire night, up until a few minutes ago. So what Dustin and the others were saying had to be true.

You walked through the door and your dad, who was on the phone, hung up and asked you to explain yourself.

You ended up telling him a lie. You said that you and your friends were putting up posters for Eddie and that you spent the night at the Wheelers.

He seemed to accept that excuse but made fuss about you not calling him to let him know you were okay.

He also told you that he was called into work early, because something was going on with the system. So he might have to stay over.

Before he left for work, he opened his gun case and handed you a pistol.

"For protection." He said.

He explained how to use it and if you needed to, to squeeze the trigger don't pull it.

You nodded and went to your room.

The moment your head hit the pillow, you were out like a light. However, you were haunted by nightmares of Eddie.

...

You woke up late into the next day.

When you looked at the clock it was suppertime.

You ran downstairs and called Nancy.

So much had happened in such a short amount of time.

Nancy and Robin went on the search for information about Victor Creel. Max apparently was next on some creepy list. And Dustin was trying to get a hold of Mike and El.

Once you got off the phone with the girls, you called Eddie.

He must have been going stir crazy that you hadn't checked in.

After 3 no answers, you started worrying. Eddie had said he wouldn't do anything without letting you know first.

You called Rick's number once more, but you still got the answering machine.

Then you called Dustin. He said that he found Eddie. And that he was at skull rock. Currently, they were on their way there.

" Hold on. Why did he leave Rick's?" You asked.

Dustin was just about to say something about Jason, when you heard a knock at the front door.

" Uhh forget it. I'll meet you guys there."

You hung up and went to open the door.

"Hi. Y/n." He said with a smile.

" Jason?"

" I came to see if you knew anything about where your boyfriend might be."

" I-I" You swallowed thickly. " I'm sorry, I have no-"

He cut you off by pushing his way into the house.

You took a few steps back and held up a hand. " What the hell are you doing!? You need to leave right now!"

He pointed a finger in your face. " I know you know where he is pig! And you're gonna tell me!"

You turned to try to run upstairs but he grabbed your hair and pulled you backwards.

You ended up crashing into the hallway table. Falling to the ground right after.

Jason came and straddled you as you tried to fight him off.

" Jason! Please!" You begged. " I don't-"

" YOU DO KNOW!" He shouted.

He reached for something when you kept fighting back. He raised the ceramic bowl that held your keys above his head. And just before he was about to strike, you brought your elbow down as hard as you could hitting his dick.

He dropped the bowl and keeled over to the side, moaning in pain

You finally had your chance and ran upstairs.

Jason was shortly on your tail.

You hurried to your bedside table and pulled the gun out. You turned around just as he entered your room.

He came to a skidded stop when he saw what you were pointing at him.

Your heart was pumping like crazy and you were almost out of breath. " I said, I don't know where he is and even if I did. I would never tell you. Now get the fuck out!"

He gave you a death glare before retreating.

You lowered the gun and sighed. On the verge of tears.

After a few moments, you went back down stairs in a hurry to lock the door. You then sat on the steps and tried to calm down. But seeing the broken bowl on the ground was what finally made you cry. All of the pain came out as you hugged yourself and sobbed.

...

Eddie was walking through the upside down with Steve. He had just told him that he would have never jumped in the lake if Robin and Nancy hadn't gone first.

" Outside of D&D, I am nooo hero. I see danger and I turn heel and run or at least that's what I've learned about myself this week."

Steve grunted while his ribs and smacked him on the arm. " Give yourself a break...if it was Y/n, you wouldn't hesitate."

Eddie frowned. Now the thought of you in danger had him second guessing himself. Would he have jumped after you? Would he risk his life to save yours?

There was only one answer he could think of and that was an overwhelming yes. Of course he would. Well, he hoped he would.

Steve didn't like how quiet he suddenly got. This whole time he would not shut up.

But now that Eddie was silent, he felt bad for putting that idea in his head.

" Look man." Steve groaned from the pain. " Ugh, y/n is a good person and I can see you love her a lot. Everyone can see it. You guys are the goal. You would do anything to keep her safe right?"

Eddie nodded. " I would."

" And I know she would do the same for you. You guys have the type of love that I wished I had."

Steve looked towards Nancy then looked back at him. " You gotta do whatever it takes."

Eddie put a hand on his shoulder. " Wheeler jumped in after you without a second thought man. I think you already have it...I don't know what happened between you two but you need to get her back."

Steve looked over to Nancy again and wished he could. He wished there was a right combination of words that he could say to get her back.

But he knew there was nothing he could do. Not while she was still with Johnathan.

He kept walking with Eddie. With every step he felt weaker and weaker. Then he stumbled.

Eddie quickly grabbed him so he wouldn't fall.

He looked him over and saw the bandage filled with blood.

" Shit, shit, shit! Guys? Hey guyyyyss?!"

Robin and Nancy looked back.

Eddie threw Steve's arm around his shoulders. " We need to get him help."

...

A little later while you were cleaning up the mess Jason left, you got a call from Dustin saying that Eddie, Nancy, Steve and Robin were at lovers lake. And the last time he saw them, they jumped in.

You hung up on him and grabbed your keys and went for the front door. You picked up your bike and was about to take off until you heard someone whispering your name.

" Munson?"

"Shhhh!" Robin loudly shushed.

You looked over and saw her and Nancy holding up Steve.

You gasped when you saw all the blood. " Oh my God! What-"

" We need help. Eddie said you could help." Nancy whispered.

You nodded and led them into the house.

"Where... where's Munson?" You asked, while closing the door behind them.

Robin looked up after helping Steve to the couch. She pointed a finger towards the ceiling.

You then heard a thump and then heavy footsteps coming down the stairs.

You turned to see Eddie slightly out of breath as he hit the landing.

You practically jumped into his arms. He hugged you so tight that it was a little hard to breathe. You then pushed him back a little and looked him over. Pulling back his jacket to see if he was hurt.

He smiled to himself seeing you worried about him. "I'm ok, pretty girl. But he needs some help." He pointed at Steve.

You turned and nodded before going to the couch. You pushed back Eddie's vest and shivered seeing the ligature mark around his neck. Then you observed all the scratches and bite marks.

You almost passed out from all the blood but you took a deep breath then ran upstairs. Coming back down with a first aid kit.

" Steve I'm gonna clean these up before they get infected ok?"

Steve writhed in pain every time you put a little pressure anywhere.

" I'm so sorry but I have to do this." You tried to reassure him.

You filled gauze after gauze with dirt and blood. Finally, when you were satisfied with all the small wounds you removed the bandage that was wrapped around his waist.

" Shit! Th-this is gonna need stitches...Nance, please go to the kitchen and in the junk drawer next to the fridge there's a sewing kit." You ordered.

She nodded and took off. She came back 15 seconds later. You grabbed her hand and told her to keep pressure on the wound. While you threaded a needle.

"Have... have you done this before?" Robin asked, while hovering over you.

" N-no, but I mended Munson's leather jacket a few times. It should be relatively similar." You answered, while taking a quick glance at Eddie. He was pacing with a queazy look on his face.

You laughed a little to yourself, knowing that blood made him nauseous too.

" Ok Steve, Hun this is gonna hurt. But please try not to move, okay?"

He pressed his lips together and nodded.

You go to work sewing.

Steve tried to muffle his screams. But it hurt. So much so that he had reached over to grab the back of your arm and squeezed.

Once you were done, he slid his hand down to your waist.

Eddie saw that and wanted to smack his arm away.

You cover up the wounds with fresh gauze then got up to get some Tylenol and antibiotics from when you had mono.

" Here." You said, helping him sit up a bit to take the pills.

"Thanks L/n" He groaned out.

You nodded and helped him lay back down. Covering him with a blanket after, making sure he was comfortable.

Robin grinned at you." That was bad ass."

You sighed and stroked his hair. " Rest now."

Steve tried to give you a smile but, he ended up closing his eyes.

You went upstairs to grab pillows, blankets and extra clothes for Nancy and Robin. Squeezing Eddie's hand before going.

" Hey, so they're gonna be big. But they should work for tonight. There's a bathroom down the hall to the right. You guys can clean up. I'll do your laundry in the morning. Help yourselves to anything in the kitchen. My dad should be home around 8. So we have until then to figure out what to do."

Everyone nodded.

" Oh and try to keep an eye on him." You pointed at Steve. " If he gets a fever, that might be an infection. We have to take him to the hospital if he does."

Nancy and Robin both agreed and gave you a hug. After, you went back upstairs to your room with Eddie.

You walked in and took off your shirt that was covered in dirt and blood. You then did your best to wipe off your hands that were shaking.

" What happened there?" Eddie whispered.

You looked where he was pointing then walked to the mirror on the door to see the extent of the bruises.

You sighed heavily. "Oh... yeah, I got into it with the table and the table won."

You heard a light chuckle before turning and going to him. You hung your head. "Jason came by looking for you...we kinda got into it."

Eddie furrowed his brow. " He did that to you?"

You nodded. " But it's fine. I got him in the balls."

His voice trembled with rage. "I'm gonna kill him!"

You looked up at him and shook your head. " You will do no such thing, Munson."

He was panting, staring at the door. He was going to march right out of there and find Jason. And beat him within an inch of his life. But, you cupped his face and kissed him gently. Within a few seconds he calmed down.

He pressed his forehead against yours. "Are you okay?"

You nodded lightly. " Better now that I know you're okay....I missed you."

He held you tighter." I-I missed you too, pretty girl."

He kissed you again. This time it was much harder than before and he started getting real grabby.

"Munson stop." You said, pulling away a bit.

He took a small step back.

You looked at him but couldn't tell what was wrong.

You brows pinched together. " What's going on with you?"

He lifted his arm and started rubbing the back of his neck. " I'm sorry. I -I guess I just got a little jealous when I saw you taking care of Harrington."

You shook your head. " That's all I was doing. I was just trying to help."

" I know. I know. I'm sorry. It's just, he was touching you where I touch you and I didn't like it."

You hugged him again. " I am the one person you never have to worry about....I love you. And only you. And to be fair you touch me everywhere so..."

He held you a little tighter. " I know, pretty girl. And I love you too. More than anything. And you're right. I'm sorry."

All of a sudden, his smell punching you in the nose.

He stunk of mildew and musk. And his hair had mud in it.

You let him go and led him into the bathroom.

You helped take off his jacket. Then lifted his shirt up. You went to undo his handcuff belt as he kicked off his dirty white shoes.

Once his body was bare, he helped you.

You got in the shower and let the water run down your face.

Eddie, who was behind you, ran his hand over your shoulder and kissed it. You turned to him and rested your hands on his shoulders while he wrapped his around your waist.

You stared at his necklace and sucked in a sharp breath. " Please don't put yourself in danger again...I can't handle losing you."

He lifted your chin to make you meet his gaze. " I promise if you promise."

You pressed your lips together before answering. " Promise promise."

After you guys showered, he followed you back into the room. You guys made love that night. But it was different. It wasn't lustful like the last time.

It was the closeness you both needed. To be vulnerable with each other again. A moment where all the problems you guys faced were the furthest from your minds. To be reminded how close you guys were to losing one another.

It was a silent promise to be together, no matter what. To be there for each other. It was a beautiful moment that both of you needed.

...

You woke up before everyone else to make them something to eat. Once everyone was awake you guys came up with a plan to destroy Vecna.

But you guys needed a ride.

Eddie, like the doofus he was, snuck around the trailer park with Max's Michael Myers mask. Making you want to burst out laughing. But the occasion did not call for it.

He ended up hotwired a camper and you guys took off to this guns and ammo store.

Everyone but you and Eddie went in.

You were sitting in the back of the camper while he paced.

" We could run you know?" He said.

You lifted a brow. " Run? Run where?"

" We could go to Mexico or something."

You shook your head. " I hate bugs and the heat.'

He stopped pacing and put a hand on his hip. " Fine, Canada then."

You chuckled a little. " Munson, you can't stand the cold."

He huffed. " Well, you pick then. My point is that we ditch them and get the hell out of here."

" We can't just abandon them, Munson." You stood up and went to him. " We have to stop this. Whatever this is... We have to get you cleared. This town needs us... Our friends need us. We have to do this for your uncle and for everyone. We have to do this for Fred and Patrick. We have to do this for Chrissy...We gotta stop this. So that you and I can go to Michigan and figure out our future."

He agreed as he met your forehead with his. " When did you get so brave, pretty girl?"

You softly smiled. " I guess being with you, brings out the best in me."

He smirked. " And you me."

...

The others came back and all of you headed to a field to prepare for war.

You sat off to the side helping make spears, while the others were training.

You looked worriedly at Eddie who was practicing with Dustin.

The conversation that happened during the drive there kept playing in your mind.

Much to your dismay, Eddie and Dustin were tasked to distract the demibats, while you went with Steve, Nancy, and Robin.

As much as you hated the idea of separating from Eddie, your other friends were gonna need an extra hands to destroy Vecna.

Nancy saw you lost in thought. " Hey, it's going to be okay Y/n."

You looked over her and she gave you a forced smile.

"Eddie and Dustin are going to be perfectly safe." She tried to reassure you.

You nodded and focused your attention on the spears. Then you remember the gun.

" Here." You said, holding out the weapon. " You probably can use this better than me."

Eddie walked up to join you two. " Ya Wheeler, my girls more of a hand to hand combat type."

" umm more like melee type." You said, reaching in your bag, pulling out a replica of Frodo's sword Sting.

He looked at you with a grin. " Meera Lang. You. Are. A. Dork."

You furrowed your brow. " You have the same one!"

He squatted next to you and put a hand on your knee. " I didn't say I wasn't one. But you...you definitely are."

You guys laughed.

Nancy smiled at you two. She always knew you and him were meant to be.

...

When you got to the Munson's trailer, you looked up in aww at the gaping hole in the ceiling. There was a bed sheet that was hanging on to something invisible just above the mattress.

You made a sour face seeing his old sheets again." Where are the sheets I bought you?"

Eddie put his arm up to rub the back of his head and nervously laughed. " They were uhhh itchy."

Your brows knitted together. "Why didn't you tell me? We could have gotten different ones."

He put his hands on your shoulders and started rubbing them. " I-I didn't want to make you feel bad. Besides you liked them."

You pouted. " That's because I thought you did."

He grinned. " How about this, when we get back, we can go shopping for ones that we both really like. Even if they're pink."

You raised your brows. " Really?"

He beamed at you and nodded.

You were just about to kiss him when Robin made a gagging sound.

" Guys! We get it. You're in love. Now can we get back to the mission?"

You and Eddie laughed.

Everyone climbed up into the upside down.

It was beyond anything you could have imagined.

It looked like snow was falling but it wasn't. There was red lightning reflecting off the cloudy sky.

It was so eerie and all so unbelievable. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be unthinkable. But somehow, it wasn't a figment of your imagination.

You had your initial shock at first but then you started fortifying the trailer with everyone else.

Once that was done, you and the others were getting ready to depart.

Steve told Dustin and Eddie not do anything stupid. That they were just the distraction.

You were really feeling the fear now. And second guessing your part in this. There was something screaming in you to stay with him and Dustin.

Eddie came towards you and put a hand on your arm. " What's wrong?"

" I... don't know. It just feels-" You sighed. " It's just, everytime we're apart, it feels like it's the last time I'm gonna see you."

He pulled you into a hug.

" Hey, I'm gonna be right here when you get back. And once this is over, I'm not letting you out of my sight."

"Swear?"

He put his forehead on yours. " Cross my heart."

You both thought to yourselves. And hope to die.

He kissed you deeply and gave you a big hug before you went with the others.

You looked back once more and he grinned at you. Giving you a wink.

...

The walk was long but you guys made it to the Kreel house. It looked so ominous.

In a matter of minutes, you guys saw the bats flying away. It was time.

"Try not to touch them. They are all connected." Nancy said, while looking at those root looking things that were moving.

More like tentacles if anyone asked you.

You guys were just about to head upstairs when you got this ugly feeling in the pit of your stomach. You looked back at the door.

Somethings wrong.... Eddie?

Nancy's scream brought your attention back up the stairs.

The vines had Nancy pinned against the wall.

You then saw another going for Robin's foot, wrapping itself around her.

Without thinking you swung your sword, cutting it off. It recoiled. But there were so many now. And you couldn't even get another swing in before one grabbed you.

It wrapped around your throat and pushed you up against the wall, holding you a couple of feet off the ground.

Then two more grabbed your hands and pinned you. You tried to fight it but it's grasp was choking the life from you. Then you felt yourself slowly fading away.

As you closed your eyes, you saw a flash of light.

You were in a memory.

You saw your dad pushing you on a swing in the park when you were small.

Another flash of light. Your mom was helping you put on the elephant earrings.

Flash. You watched as Eddie handed you your Hellfire shirt.

Flash. Seeing Dustin face when he smiled after you put cookies in his backpack.

Flash. You were on the floor of the Eddie's kitchen when he kissed you for the first time.

Flashed to the night when you were talking about D&D up in the tree house.

All of your life changing moments came and you could feel the tears rolling down your face.

Then saw your favorite pair of big brown eyes. He was smiling. Looking at you with that twinkle he always had.

Then black.

...

Eddie stood in the middle of the swarm. " C'MON!"

He took out one before another wrapped its tail around his neck. Dragging him backwards.

A few more held his arms and legs while others started biting.

" AAAAHHHHHHHH!"

He tried to fight, but there were too many and he could feel his blood pouring out of him.

Through his screams and the screeching of the bats, he could hear Dustin shouting his name.

Then everything stopped. He didn't hear or feel anything anymore.

He was suddenly blinded by a flash of light.

He then saw the first time he listened to Dio.

Flash. He was having dinner with his uncle just after he moved in.

Flash. He was in a shop, picking out his guitar.

Flash. Now, he had just got his license and went to pick you up to show it off.

Flash to the night he kissed you. The second first kiss.

Flash. You and him were sitting in the living room, watching a movie and laughing.

The final memory was a collage of just you. Smiling and blushing, then looking away out of nervousness.

...

You sucked in breath and opened your eyes as you fell to the floor. You were back in the Kreel house.

" You-you guys okay?" Steve coughed.

You heard groans as you caught your breath. You looked at the door again. Why all of a sudden you felt like crying, you didn't know. But you felt like Eddie needed you.

So in order to get to him faster, you picked up your sword and followed the others to the attic.

Once there, you saw this tall figure held up in the air by the vines.

His body looked like it was terribly burnt. He was absolutely monstrous.

Next thing you saw was the others throwing flaming cocktails at it. The house started going up in flames.

Everyone then ran back down. The second you guys stepped outside, the grandfather clock chime.

You guys went back in to look at the clock.

Nancy stood next to you. " Max..."

Then the whole house started to shake. You guys held onto the stairs to ride out the earthquake.

That whole time you couldn't stop thinking about Eddie.

The moment the shaking stopped, you felt sick and your knees went weak.

You fell to the ground.

Steve rushed to you. " Y/n?!"

You looked at him. " E-eddie."

Before you could think, you got up and ran as fast as you could.

...

He started gargling on his blood. " Nah man, say you're gonna look after them....say it."

Dustin sniffled and shook his head. "I-I'm gonna--I'm gonna look after them."

Eddie smiled. " Good...look after my girl too. She-she's gonna need y-you."

Dustin whimpered and nodded.

He struggled to raise his hand to pull out the necklace from his chest pocket. " Tell her I'm s-sorry."

Dustin grabbed the necklace and cried harder.

"I'm actually gonna graduate...I think it's my year Henderson...I think it's f-f-finally my year... I love you man."

"Eddie!" Dustin sobbed.

...

As soon as you were close enough you came to a skidded stop.

Eddie was on the ground while Dustin held him in his lap. He was crying.

No!

Then that sinking feeling happened. Your heart fell over and over again.

You ran to them and fell to your knees by Eddie's side. Your hands shook as they hovered over him.

He was covered in bites and blood was coming out of his mouth. You glanced at Dustin and he was shaking his head.

You looked back down and pulled him away from Dustin.

" Hey, hey, hey. No. No. No. C'mon." You cried. " Munson, I need you to get up now...It's time to go home."

You looked up at the others. "We-we have to help him. Please! We have to get him out of here. He needs help."

You started rocking him back and forth. " Munson please. It's over. We can go home now...We have a date."

When he didn't respond, you buried your face into his chest, sobbing and pleading.

Then there was a hand on your shoulder. You looked up and it was Nancy with tears in her eyes.

"Please Nancy, you have to help me." You begged. "Please!"

She kneeled down. "Y/n....He's - he's gone."

"NO!" You screamed " NO HE CAN'T BE!"

Nancy wiped her tears away and went to hug Steve.

Robin came and sat next to you. "Y/n. I know it hurts but, we have to go."

"No. No! We-we had no time. We were supposed to tell my dad we're together.... He was supposed to graduate...We were supposed to go to Michigan." You sobbed. " Please Robin....please help me. We can't leave him here. I can't leave him here."

Nancy and Steve pulled you away from Eddie as you cried and screamed.

You tried to fight them. " NO! NO, PLEASE! I CAN'T LEAVE HIM!"

...

It was 2 days later and you were standing next to Wayne in the school's gym. He was replacing the flyer of Eddie. Some assholes drew on it.

Once it was up, he held your hand while you both stared at Eddie's picture.

"Y/n?"

You looked over your shoulder and saw Dustin limping towards you. You then looked at Wayne and he said he was gonna go get a coffee.

When he left, you turned back to face the picture again. Wishing to wake up from this nightmare.

Dustin sighed and stood next to you. "Y/n...Eddie wanted me to give you this."

You closed your eyes and felt your heart break all over again from hearing his name.

When you opened them again, he was holding out his necklace. He dropped it in your hand and you said nothing.

You returned your gaze back to the missing poster. His smiley face brought tears to your eyes.

" Why didn't you stop him?" You said coldly.

"I - I tr-"

Your next words were harsh and full of anger. "You should have tried harder!"

You immediately felt eyes on you, but you didn't give a fuck. Eddie. Your Eddie was gone.

You turned around and looked straight ahead. " If you had, he would still be here."

You walked away not looking back at him.

...

You found yourself in Forest Hills trailer park after the encounter.

You walked slowly to the last place you saw him.

You sat down on the gravel and looked down where he would have been.

You thought that you had cried yourself dry from the past 2 days. But as your tears fell down onto your jeans, you put on his necklace. You pulled your knees up and held on to the pic. Squeezing it hard.

You sobbed so hard, that your whole body felt like it would fold in on itself.

" You promise me."

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