#but the wheeler siblings would so be there for each other

[apocalyptic-byler]

just thinking about nancy comforting mike after he learned about eddies death

[neverthebabysitter]

Adding to this post, imagine them being famous in the future.

Eddie becoming a rising star as soon as he gets out of Hawkins, his band corroded coffin entering the music scene and having massively popular songs. People are getting more intrigue for his past murder charges, but he gets easily defended once he gets a solid fan base (and the fact that he was absolved of those charges).

And Steve entering the acting scene at the same time, him and Robin being just some extras in a movie for the extra cash, but the director falls in love with the sibling-like duo, making them a cameo where Steve acts like a buffer, making the male character jealous so he can make a move.

It was a simple role, just a few minutes of screen with one-liners of dialogue, but to the surprise of everybody—except for Robin—Steve killed the role. Maybe it was his eyes that enamored everyone, his kicked puppy look or his smile, but he became the nation's sweetheart. 

After that, he got cast for more minor roles, and little by little established himself as an actor, to the point of being the lead more frequently. 

With that, the two of them are well established in their own fields, working hard and being well-known. So it's not rare that at some point they end up in the same event.

It could be anything, a festival, some awards, just a party of famous people—the point is, they are in a public space, surrounded by people that have no idea they know each other, and like an instinct, they act like swore enemies.

Their minds are so used to associate:

"being in public" + "hide true relationship and have fun" = "fake hate each other"

Becuase years of pulling that stunt in their teenagehood that like reflex they spit second-hand insults. 

Like– they lock eyes on each other and instantly looked up and down in the bitchiest way possible. Honestly, at this point it has become their own weird way of flirting, the more vicious the comment the more they will drive the other crazy.

Of course, neither of them realize what they were doing until they both were making out in the bathroom, squirreling away from the vent, going to the closest hotel and waking up the next day with friends/acquaintances from their own jobs field asking for the latest gossip of the industry.

The way Robin would laugh her ass off, only to act like a toddler, pointing fingers and giggling at the two dinguses when they realize what they have done.

It was not intentional, and now everyone who was in the event thinks they hate each other's guts like old times.

The public doesn’t know yet, the reporters still not hearing about this until well-respected journalist, Nancy Wheeler (who has already written about each of them, one for Eddie and one for Steve), makes an article about their long complicated story.

(No, she isn't being petty, Mike, she just thinks it’s funny, and it’s not like she is lying, they do have a long and complicated story, it’s just a little to the left, she just isn't saying some things)

The next time someone interviews one of them, they are asking about the other, why they hate each other, if there’s some drama, why they didn't know they knew the other, etc.

Long story short, they pulled the same bit they did in school, but now by accident and to the whole country (and the world when they start getting more international).

They tried to clarify but fell on deaf ears, people thinking is just to safe face or keep appearances, after all the habit doesn’t quite go and they always ended up flirting with insults in every event they are together.

They definitely start to enjoying it and play along after a while.

Not only that, but they enjoyed it even more when years later, in a random day, they posted their X years wedding anniversary photos with their family.

Everyone lost their shit after that.

[megxplryxb]

Dance with me Forever

Pairings - Steve Harrington x Fem!HopperReader

Warnings: None. Absolute fluff, Idiots in love, Mutual Pining, Friends to lovers, Jopper Wedding

The hot summer sun had finally set on a beautiful Saturday evening in the middle of July. The sound of champagne glasses clinking echoed throughout the romantic lake house ballroom, lit up in pinks and purples as guests celebrated the marriage of Jim Hopper and Joyce Byers. The couple had finally decided to tie the knot and unite their families once Vecna had been defeated, ending the nightmare of the Upside Down once and for all. It had been a long four years, continuously battling monsters from another dimension, always wondering when evil would rear it’s ugly head again but this time felt different, like there was finally peace in the mystical little town of Hawkins, Indiana.

The last few years had changed no one more than Steve Harrington. Long gone was the arrogant, rich boy you’d known in High School, having been cut off by his parents and left heartbroken by Nancy Wheeler, he had become somewhat of an outcast. Never in a million years did he imagine his life turning out quite like it had. Steve always thought he’d end up like his Father, marrying some girl for convenience instead of love, being nothing more than a suit for some company and have a mistress in every city he traveled to. Steve was more than grateful he hadn’t gone down the same path and he knew he had you, Robin and the kids to thank for that.

He was sat at a table with Robin, Vickie, Eddie, Chrissy and Nancy, all of whom were engrossed in conversation about how sweet Hopper’s speech had been and how emotional it was when the Chief of Police shed a few tears while gushing about his new Wife, your new Stepmom. Steve couldn’t exactly say he had heard much of Jim’s speech himself, too busy gazing at you sitting at the top table with your family, holding back your own tears, laughing with your siblings, El, Will and Jonathan. He hadn’t seen you all day as you were too busy doing bridesmaid duties, making sure everything was perfect for the ceremony but when you walked down the aisle, holding your bouquet of flowers, smelling like lavender, he swore his heart stopped when you looked his way and smiled at him. You were breathtaking, literally and figuratively, the girl of his dreams. Eddie had teased his friend for how red his cheeks had gotten, knowing that the former King of Hawkins was head over heels for you and that you felt the same about Steve. Chrissy had intervened, telling her boyfriend to lay off with the teasing but she too secretly wondered why Steve didn’t just tell you how he felt. It was obvious to everyone that you loved each other.

It’s not that Steve didn’t want to tell you, he’d almost told you twice before on the brink of death. The first time being when you were stuck in the Russian base under the Starcourt mall, the second time being when you were all preparing to battle Vecna for the final time. But he’d made a promise to your Dad two years prior, after that night in the Junkyard when you first became friends that friendship was all it was ever going to be between you. Steve didn’t blame Hopper for wanting better for his daughter, didn’t blame Jim for thinking he was exactly like his Dad back then. But he wished the Chief of Hawkins could see him for who he was now and not the asshole he was four years ago.

After dinner was done and all the pictures had been taken, you took yourself out to the garden with a glass of champagne in hand, glancing at Steve before you made your escape outside. He looked so handsome in his tux, the tux you’d helped him pick out several weeks ago when he asked you to go shopping with him. You hadn’t spoken to him all day, having been avoiding him like the plague for the better part of a week when he mentioned that he was planning to bring a date to the wedding. You had tried your best to not let it bother you, the thought of Steve with some pretty girl on his arm while you were all alone and you’d be lying if you said you weren't just a tiny bit relieved when he'd shown up all by himself.

You knew your Father had spoken to Steve about you, warned him against asking you out on several occasions and even though you were angry that Steve obeyed him, it kind of made you love him even more, because the Steve you'd known in High School wouldn't have been so respectful. Sometimes though, late at night when you couldn’t sleep, you wished he’d climb through your bedroom window so you both could give in to your feelings just one time.

As Joyce danced with her new Husband, she couldn't help but frown at Steve who was standing talking to Murray at the bar. He'd left his table to get another drink after the meal, not wanting to be surrounded by all the happy couples while he not so secretly pinned for you. Joyce had always liked Steve, saw the goodness in him that her Husband couldn't and she knew how the both of you felt about each other.

"Hop, are you ever going to give that poor kid a break?" She asks as Hopper let out a heavy sigh, knowing exactly who she was referring to.

"Joyce, please not tonight, it's our wedding for Christ sake." He begs as his new wife nodded in agreement. It wasn't the first time they'd discussed this matter.

"Exactly! It's a day full of love and happiness and your daughter is out there miserable and alone because she's terrified to talk to the boy she's crazy about in case she upsets you!" She huffs, frustrated at the Chief's stubbornness.

"Oh come on, I'm not that bad!" He defends as Joyce rolls her eyes. "What about the crap you pulled on Mike when he and El got together? The kid thought you were going to murder him Jim.”

"But I didn't! See, he's alive and well, having a great time!" Jim points to his younger daughter and her boyfriend dancing with their friends.

"And what about Steve, huh? When are you going to admit that you were wrong about him?" The bride asks, raising her brows.

"Joyce...."

"Jim Hopper, that boy has helped save our children's lives more times than I care to count. He would do anything for OUR daughter, he’s shown it time and time again. You know he’s nothing like his Father. They love each other, Jim. So quit being a god damn pain in everyone's ass and go talk to him, please?" Joyce begs, giving her new Husband a small, hopeful smile as he closes his eyes and sighs defeatedly.

"Fine, alright. I'm going."

Steve is nursing a glass of champagne, trying to look somewhat interested in Murray's ramblings when he see's Hopper approaching him at the bar. Jim lets out a small cough, before giving Murray a nod to give them a minute alone and Steve nervously waits for Jim to speak.

"Oh shit, what'd you do?" Murray mutters to Steve before downing his glass of whiskey, giving him a hopeful pat on the back before going to talk to the new Mrs. Hopper.

Jim leans back against the bar, fixing his suit jacket as he tries to think about what to say the boy beside him. He knows he should apologise for being an asshole to him but it's his wedding day and he wasn't apologising to anyone. Not today at least.

"Harrington, why is my daughter out there by herself?" He asks, pointing to you, still strolling through the garden alone.

"I uh, I don't know Sir, I haven't talked to her all day." Steve replies, wondering if this was some kind of trick.

"Well, maybe you should be a gentleman and go keep her company, huh?" The Chief suggests and Steve is really suspicious now.

"I'm sorry, I can't tell if you're being serious or not?" Steve questions honestly, not trying to offend your Dad in any way.

"When am I ever not serious about anything that has to do with my daughters?" He asks, looking straight at Steve. "Never, sir." He answers back.

There's silence for a moment as the two most important men in your life pause to look at you. You stare back at them, astounded that they seem to be having a conversation without your father looking like he was going to kill Steve.

"Do you love my daughter, Steve?" Jim asks, both of them still watching you in the distance. Hopper already knows the answer, he’s known it for quite sometime. He saw how Steve protected you during the battle in Starcourt, heard about how he looked after you and El when everyone thought he was dead. He’d have to thank him for that one day but not now. This was hard enough.

Steve didn’t have to think twice before answering the question, even if it meant getting choked out or knocked unconscious by Jim Hopper.

"More than anything in this world." Steve admits, smiling brightly as his heart swells with adoration for you. Hopper nods then, placing an approving hand on Steve's shoulder.

"Then go make her happy." He says, giving the boy the smallest of smiles as Steve begins to cross the ballroom floor.

"Hey, Harrington!" Jim yells, as Steve looks back at him, hoping it wasn't really a trick all this time. "You're a good kid." He admits, as the boy nods an appreciative thank you, finally making his way to the garden to find you.

Joyce smiles at Steve as she walks towards her Husband, wrapping her arms around him tightly, before kissing him. "You're a good man, Jim Hopper."

He sighs heavily before he begins to laugh. "Happy wife, happy life."

Steve can hear his heart beating out of his chest as he slowly approaches you, watching you in awe as the moonlit sky makes your skin glow. You haven't noticed him yet, too busy gazing at the stars above, wishing for your own fairytale ending. Your hair which had been in an up-style all day was now hanging below your shoulders and Steve thought you had never looked more beautiful than right now.

"You could catch a cold out here you know?" Steve whispers from behind you, already removing his suit jacket to cover your shoulders before you even turn to face him.

"Hey stranger, I feel like I haven't talked to you all day." You smile, turning to greet him, embracing him in a warm hug as you both stay that way for what seems like several minutes.

"Yeah, I know. I missed you, Hopper." He admits, as you blush. "I missed you too, Harrington."

The song inside changes to Take My Breath Away by Berlin and Steve knows it's one of your favourites, he bought you the album for your birthday and it's still the most played tape in your car. You both watch as everyone begins to fill the dance floor back inside the lake house and Steve swallows hard before extending his hand to you.

"Will you dance with me, out here?" He asks as you nod your head, happily reaching for his hand as he pulls you in closer to him. You nervously wrap an arm around Steve's neck, inhaling his cologne and shampoo all at once. He always smelled so good. He places his other hand gently on the small of your back, intertwining your fingers together as you begin to dance slowly to the music playing inside. There was silence for a few moments before Steve cleared his throat to speak again.

"You know, I really could’ve used you at our table earlier. Nancy ditched us to sit with Jonathan the minute the speeches were over, so I got stuck with all the loved up couples, it was totally awful.” He jokes, referring to Eddie, Chrissy, Robin and Vickie.

"I thought you were going to bring a date?" You question, trying to hide the jealousy in your voice when you ask.

"Oh yeah, I was thinking about asking someone but I didn't in the end." He frowns and you bite your lip, wanting to know more.

"Why not?"

"Cause her Dad would've kicked my ass." He replies, as you let out a small giggle. Stomach filling with butterflies as he gazes at you.

“That’s too bad, I have a feeling she would’ve said yes anyway.” You whisper in his ear, leaning your head on his shoulder as he mumbles “Oh really? Well in that case, the ass kicking would’ve been worth it.”

"I saw him talking to you, thought you were a goner for sure." You tease as Steve shakes his head.

"I knew I'd be ok, too many witnesses around." He jokes, as you both laugh.

"I'd have come to your rescue eventually, if i thought it looked like you were in trouble, you know?" You admit and he nods his head gratefully.

"I know, honey." Honey. Was he trying to kill you?

"Seriously though, he didn't upset you, did he?" You ask as you continue to dance to the music.

"No actually, the total opposite." Steve smirks as you scrunch your nose.

"What do you mean?"

"He asked me why you were out here alone, told me to come and keep you company." He reveals as your eyes widened in surprise.

“Really?”

"I know, I was shocked too but I think Joyce said something to him because she was giving him the death stare the whole time he was talking to me." Steve chuckles and you remind yourself to thank your Stepmom later.

"He asked me something else too." Steve states, swinging you around.

"Oh god, what was it?" You ask, still spinning.

"He wanted to know if I was in love with his daughter." He says, as you fall back in to him in shock, placing your hands on his chest as he wraps his arms around your waist. You feel sick with excitement, like a kid at Christmas about to unwrap her presents under the tree.

“And…what did you tell him?”

"That he had nothing to worry about, El is way too young for me." He jokes as you smack him playfully on the chest.

"Steve! I'm being serious, what did you really say to him?"

“I told him that I do, more than I’ve ever loved anybody.” Steve admits as your eyes begin to water.

“I love you too, Steve.” You reveal, trying to hold back your tears as Steve cups your face gently, placing his forehead lightly against yours.

“You looked so beautiful today honey. When I saw you walk down that aisle, I thought, Christ, I could just marry her right now.” He smirks as you bump your nose with his.

“Careful Harrington, a few more compliments like that and I might just have to kiss you.” You whisper, wrapping your arms around his neck as he hovers his lips over yours.

“Yeah, I’m sort of counting on it.” Steve says, finally crashing his lips with yours, not giving a damn who sees. You were finally all his.

[love-byers]

st4 music coding: yearning and miscommunication (& lumax/byler parallel)

alright here we go

this will be long so strap in

(yes this is the post i've been hyping up for like 3 days lol)

there's a song that i noticed plays twice in season 4, in two very similar scenes, and a third that ill talk about later. the first is lucas looking at the hellfire club celebrate, and the second is will looking at mike and el skate ahead of him. i've drawn a few interesting parallels here that i think really strengthen byler endgame. please watch the video above in tandem with reading the post

first of all the obvious: lucas and will are both yearning to be with what/who they're looking at. lucas wanted to be there for the end of the campaign. he asked them to move it, not cancel it. he wanted to be there because he likes being in the club and he loves his friends. and we all know will byers is devastatingly in love with mike wheeler, so that speaks for itself. lucas and will are both feeling rejected, forgotten, unneeded, replaced. they are also both looking at their sibling taking their place. erica took lucas' place in hellfire, and el has taken will's place at mike's side. mike and el were attached at the hip the whole day, and that used to be mike and will. will knew mike long before el did, and before they started dating mike and will were a firm duo. mike and el were heavy on the PDA that day, but mike used to be affectionate towards will too, putting his arm around him, holding his hand, sticking close to him, laying his head on his chest, hugging him, etc etc. now mike can't even hug him. and there's a special sting about your sibling of all people replacing you, and seeing your friends (or crush in will's case) having a great time without you, with the better version of you, not needing you, not even thinking of you. and right there, ladies and gentleman, is where will and lucas are wrong. sure, the hellfire club were happy with erica and about the fact that they won, but they wanted lucas there. the whole reason mike and dustin were upset in the first place was because lucas was choosing the basketball team over them. they accepted that lucas had "gone to the dark side" and went on to find his replacement. they feel like lucas doesn't need them anymore, that he's replaced them with the jocks. and little do they know, that is not true. lucas misses them and yearns to be over there celebrating with them. and though it doesn't seem like it in that moment (lucas' point of view), they miss him and want him there too. they are miscommunicating. the same is going on with mike and will. will feels rejected, ignored, replaced. he thinks mike has basically forgotten he was there. he thinks mike couldn't give half a shit about him. he thinks mike doesn't need him. he will soon find out that that could not be farther from the truth. mike was HOT AND FUCKING BOTHERED. he felt rejected by will. he felt like will was purposefully pulling away. he felt ignored. he felt replaced by will's non-existent friends and maybe even a girl will liked. he felt like will didn't need him anymore, that will was doing great without him. he felt like he had lost will. he, like the hellfire club, accepted (or attempted to accept) that they weren't wanted or needed and leaned heavy into filling that void. (meanwhile lucas' replacement wasn't sufficing, and will didn't even have one). and little does mike know, that is all wrong. he missed will just as much as will missed him. he'd been watching will all day hoping will would talk to him. meanwhile will thinks mike has looked at him like...twice, and so does the audience, because we got will's pov first. this is why the rink o mania fight is so all over the place and dramatic, they're basically running smack dab into each other at full speed. they're both confused because the other suddenly cares about their relationship, and they're both hurt. they are miscommunicating. the hellfire club enjoyed having erica there, but she's not lucas. mike enjoyed hanging out with el, but she's just not will. meanwhile , lucas' replacement for hellfire wasn't sufficing, and will never tried to replace mike at all.

onto more specifc and visual parallels: lucas, el, will, and mike all fake smiles. i really want to stress el and mike, because not a lot of people realize that shot is about both of them. mike is faking a smile too. mike is upset too. mike is trying to appear happy and satisfied too. like y'all please cut my son some slack he was having a BAD DAY. his whole day was shitty too just have some empathy. if you really pay attention, you'll see that mike and el are doing the exact same things in tandem. mike sighs, el sighs. mike fakes a smile, el fakes a smile. mike's smile falls, el's smile falls. they're both trying to conform, trying to pass of lies as reality. "I try to laugh about it, cover it all up with lies... I try to laugh about it, hiding the tears in my eyes..."

now lastly: the scene of max listening to the radio call of the game. this falls right in line with the themes of the other scenes. she feels like lucas is doing great without her, like she's not needed. his life is just getting better and better and hers is getting worse. but she's got it all wrong too. she turns it off when the radio guy says "He must be feeling on top of the world right now". he was not. he was feeling shitty and missing his friends. he was missing max desperately, all the time. and he felt rejected by max, like she was steadily pulling away from him. and unlike the others where the distancing happens because of the miscommunication, max and lucas' happened because max distanced herself, and she was not there to see how lucas was really feeling, which was shitty. and yall already know im byler brainrotted as fuck so its extremely important to me that both times this track is used there is romance involved. in the ep 1 scene the song specifically trails into max's scene, roping her into this coding. mike and will are once again paralleled to a canon, requited, well written couple.

i don't really have any closing thoughts

actually here i have one: lucas and will parallels are the reason i wake up and breathe every day

and another actually

at this point to anyone who truly thinks mlvn are getting married:

and byler endgame but wbk

[the--last-great-american-dynasty]

hi :) i wrote a lil byler one shot from jonathan's perspective on ao3. y'all should go check it out

and what would you do, baby, if you only knew? (that i can see you) (2326 words) by the__last_great_american_dynasty Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Will Byers/Mike Wheeler, Jonathan Byers & Will Byers, Minor Robin Buckley/Vickie - Relationship, Minor Jonathan Byers/Nancy Wheeler - Relationship Characters: Jonathan Byers, Will Byers, Mike Wheeler, Robin Buckley, Vickie (Stranger Things) Additional Tags: Jonathan Byers-centric, but also byler centric, POV Jonathan Byers, Good Sibling Jonathan Byers, jonathan byers has a fantastic gaydar, unfortunately he's also a mike anti so he like. misses some shit, That's it that's the plot, Will Byers Needs a Hug, Mike Wheeler Needs a Hug, Mike Wheeler is Bad at Feelings, Canon Compliant, Canon-Typical Violence, it's not graphic though, Mentions of homophobia, i do use the f-slur in here once, So be warned, i also mention the piece of shit that is lonnie byers, he needs his own trigger warning, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Pre-Relationship, jonathan byers being the king that he is, One Shot, no beta we die like mike's heterosexuality Summary:

Jonathan knew this was a long time coming. He wasn’t shocked. He’d done both the pining and the dancing around each other with Nancy. He knew what it looked like, knew what it felt like, he knew how shitty it could feel, and how good it felt when they finally crossed that bridge. So he was happy for Robin and Vickie, he really was. But he could only focus on his brother.

Jonathan Byers considers himself a very observant person, but, as it turns out, he’s been missing something rather large for some time now.

[kl125]

I need to talk about this take. I’ve seen it so many times, and it continuously baffles me.

1. Why is mileven even being brought up in an unrelated fandom? I don’t know anything about Arcane, but I know that there was no reason to bring up ST on an Arcane Confessions account (there were some other posts comparing mileven to a ship in the series, and OP asked what mileven was, resulting in the above explanation).

2. MIKE 👏🏻 AND 👏🏻 EL 👏🏻 ARE 👏🏻 NOT 👏🏻 RELATED 👏🏻! How many times do we have to explain this? They aren’t related by blood or by law in the context of the show (neither are Finn and Millie, but I’m going to keep this to the characters from here on out). Nor have they ever said they see each other as relatives. This is a textbook case of taking things dangerously out of context (which I provide in point five). YOU may see them as “sibling-coded” or think they should be platonic, but that is entirely YOUR choice. Neither the creators nor the writers have ever said people should view mileven as familial/platonic or that the characters only see one another as brother/sister. This is an INTERPRETATION, not a definitive FACT.

3. Considering someone family does not make any relationship between them incestuous. Mike and El were twelve when they met. They’ve had a strong bond from the beginning, but their characterization and understanding of it has grown and changed just as they have. Nothing wrong with that. However, I say again, at no point have they explicitly stated they consider each other siblings in any sense of the word, AND there is a big difference between FOUND family and BLOOD family (neither is inherently better or more valid than the other, just different, that’s all).

4. The writers have an incest kink? Uhh…no? They’ve made it clear from the beginning that mileven is romantic. Mike and El call each other “boyfriend/girlfriend” all the time and have both said “I love you”. Also, categorizing anything related to a ship between two minors as the result of a “kink” from the writers is just disgusting.

5. I’ve seen people use Mike’s words in S1 to support this incest opinion (when he tells El that Nancy will be “like [her] new sister”). When El asked if that would make Mike “like [her] brother”, he IMMEDIATELY shut that down, making sure to distinguish their relationship. Even back then, he knew that what he and El have is unique and precious and decidedly NOT the same as how siblings should feel towards one another. This would be no different than how my brother-in-law feels towards me versus how he feels towards my sister. One is familial and one is romantic, respectively. Two different types of love, both valid, and both perfectly normal. (And I’m referring to my actual, real life sister and brother-in-law, not just using those terms randomly to make a point).

6. Multiple things can be true at once. El can see the Wheelers as her family, understand that she loves Mike romantically, and know that those are two very different types of love. Despite how some in this fandom like to characterize her, she is fully capable of complex thought and emotional intelligence. In S1, she asked Mike to clarify what their relationship is because she had never been shown love of any kind at that point in her life. What she got from Brenner was obsession, not love, and she never knew her mother. She may have started later than expected when it comes to understanding social cues and the complexities of relationships, but she got the hang of it very quickly and currently has no problem distinguishing between her love for Mike and her love for her friends/family.

(I realize some of these points and explanations seem redundant or repetitive, but it goes to show how insane this opinion is. No matter how many ways you try to explain it, this will never be true.)

All this to say, we need to put this “mileven is incest” argument to bed. Please. It makes no sense, it’s categorically false, and it’s just plain weird. If you don’t like mileven, that’s fine, but there’s no need to paint it as some illegal, immoral monolith to justify this viewpoint. I’ve seen ships between canonical siblings get praised (which is a whole issue in and of itself that I do not have time to get into), and yet this ship between two random teenagers is treated as criminal? No thanks. Mileven would very much like to be excluded from this narrative.

(Finally, if you’re sitting there thinking, “it’s not that deep,” please save it. As you can see, it very much is that deep to me.)

Here’s a happy Mileven gif to bring a little optimism while we wait for S5.

[friendsdontlieokay]

Rewatching season 1 and got to realise something about the Wheeler siblings, though a little surprised that it took me so long to notice but anyway.

Both Mike and Nancy care a lot about the other, but they would rather get stabbed instead of admitting it, especially Mike.

Nancy did even run to go hug him while showing and telling him how worried she was just to get an awkward little "yeah me too" from his side, and honestly I get it, they have never been affectionate towards each other, at least not directly, so if I were Mike I think I'd pretty much have the same response too and Nancy got over that phase quickly enough anyway, I mean the phase or part where she admits that she cares, not the part where she does actually care.

And for Mike, yes he will let a sword pierce through his chest instead of admitting that he too cares for Nancy, at least never in front of her because notice how when Jonathan and Nancy go to hunt the Demogorgon Mike gets worried, seriously worried, Mike, more or less has always been super sensitive about El using her powers but he insisted her to look for them even when El was drained, and yes he would manage one way or another if it ever came down to that, because that's just who Mike Wheeler is.

I would say Mike is more protective than caring while Nancy's goes both ways, and yes they'll sacrifice their lives for each other at any given moment and actually get killed again if it ever comes down to them admitting it too.

[zelandiangelo]

happy birthday kaiba beloved

I had to give up on my pipe dream of finishing this absolute monster of a fic in time for his birthday LOL new scenes keep popping up when I think I've finished a big chunk... like a hydra...

but I can't let his birthday pass without posting anything so >_< here is the opening of the fic, subject to change a bit LOL. most biggest of giant shoutouts to @moonogre for reading my draft despite it being filled with holes and for loving it and cheering me on you are the realest one <3

(kaiba i'm sorry that you are just annoyed about everything happening to you here I promise it gets better later when you have some Character Development TT_TT)

Seto doesn’t have nightmares often anymore. But when he does, they’re always about the same thing: Mokuba. More specifically, Mokuba missing, in peril, in pain.

He hasn’t seen his younger sibling yet in this dream, but a dreadful certainty grips him, one that tells him if he doesn’t find Mokuba fast, something terrible will happen to them. Frantic, he runs through unfamiliar terrain that shifts and warps about him, calling Mokuba’s name over and over to no avail.

Until without warning, Mokuba appears within view, and with them the scene before Seto becomes very familiar; it’s not the first time he’s witnessed it, nor is it the second.

The five-headed dragon looms, poised to strike Mokuba, whose eyes are wide with surprise and terror. Seto knows what will happen next. The dragon’s jaws will stretch wide, then let loose a beam of energy that will streak towards his defenseless younger sibling. Both Seto and Mokuba will watch, rooted to the spot, until at the last second Joey Wheeler will throw his body into the path of the strike and disappear on impact. Seto had never felt more grateful to anyone than he had at that moment, and it had only made him hate Joey Wheeler all the more.

Wheeler is the very picture of an older brother, all warmth and selfless instinct, and it isn’t limited to his sister. He looks out for her, for Yugi and his other friends, even for people who have actively tried to kill him. And, yes, he looks out for Mokuba. Seto hates him for it, naturally. But he also trusts Wheeler more than he would ever admit to his face.

So he knows Mokuba will be safe from this attack. The dragon opens each of its five maws, a synchronized growl building in its throats, until, with a roar that reverberates deep in Seto’s core, it unleashes a blindingly powerful blast. And sure enough, Wheeler appears, blazing like a sunrise as it bleeds over the horizon. He and Mokuba both flinch as the blow lands, but while Wheeler’s body dissolves, Mokuba remains unscathed.

Mokuba turns to face Seto, their eyes filled with tears and distress, but there’s something else buried beneath it: betrayal. That Seto had allowed Wheeler’s sacrifice. That he hadn’t done so first. The image fractures, and dozens of copies of Mokuba accuse him with their existences. Mokuba on their knees on the floor after being struck. Mokuba sulking after Seto snaps at them in a fit of stress or anger. Mokuba confronting Seto after his victory, reminding him how twisted and broken he is.

They - the original, he thinks - turn away from Seto to stare at the spot where Wheeler had last stood. He reaches out for them; whether he could have made it, he doesn’t know, because his phone’s grating ringtone jolts him awake.

Still half-asleep, Seto fumbles for his phone and accepts the call. Leftover emotions from the fading dream fester in his chest, and the bitterness overflows, dripping from his mouth when he answers. “Do you have any idea what time it is,” he snaps flatly, not caring who’s on the receiving end of his ire.

“It’s 5:30 in the morning, Mr. Kaiba,” comes his secretary’s smooth response. No sooner are the words out of her mouth than Kaiba’s alarm goes off, proving her right. He curses under his breath as he shuts the alarm off.

“And just what could be important enough for you to call me at 5:30 in the morning?” he asks. Though his tone is hostile, he’s sure she’ll have a satisfactory answer. His secretary is very good at what she does, as evidenced by how put together she sounds at this time of the morning. Seto, meanwhile, doesn’t have enough of his wits about him to even begin to guess what could be so important.

“Damon Graves wants to have dinner with you this evening.”

Seto inhales sharply. He’s been trying to facilitate a meeting with the CEO of Graves Entertainment for months on end, and finally the fruits of his labor have paid off - on the worst possible day they could have.

“What time?” he tries, hoping that this man’s definition of “evening” is some ridiculously early or late time.

“Around six o’clock, sir.”

Seto grits his teeth. “I’m afraid that won’t be possible. You’ll have to reschedule it for me.”

“No can do, sir,” she responds immediately. “Mr. Graves informed me that he’ll be between flights at this time. You either meet with him today, or wait another two months for an opening in his schedule.”

“I’ll wait, then.”

His secretary pauses. “Are you sure that’s wise, Mr. Kaiba?”

He narrows his eyes. “What do you mean?”

“This man is very… particular. Trust me when I say that when he offered the choice of ‘now’ or ‘later’, it really wasn’t much of a choice at all.”

Seto blows out a slow, frustrated breath, pinching the bridge of his nose between his fingers. He absolutely does trust her in this matter, but the ‘choice’ in question isn’t as simple as she thinks it is.

It’s not a choice between doing business with this man or not. It’s a choice between this man or Mokuba.

Mokuba has been looking forward to this release event for weeks - and, ever since he had cleared his schedule and promised Mokuba they would go together, so has Seto. Despite the difficulties, Seto enjoys being the CEO of KaibaCorp; he enjoys the power and respect that come with the position, enjoys knowing that it’s his own hard work that earned him those things, and that he doesn’t have to rely on anyone else for them. But right now, all he wants is to be able to shed that responsibility like dead snakeskin, to pass it off to someone else and spend time with his younger sibling.

But he can’t, and he knows it. KaibaCorp’s success is what keeps himself and Mokuba powerful. Provided for. Safe.

Like his secretary said, it’s not much of a choice, at the end of the day. But Seto wonders if he shouldn’t have agonized over this decision more.

“Fine,” he says dully. “I’ll meet with him tonight. Let me know the details as soon as you’ve worked them out.”

“Understood, sir.”

Seto hangs up without fanfare and leans back against the pillows. A sour feeling permeates him as he tries to figure out how he’ll break the news to Mokuba. He can already picture it; their eyes, which will surely be shining with anticipation for the promised evening, dimming with disappointment when Seto tells them why, exactly, he won’t be able to make it.

That image - Mokuba’s distraught expression - tugs on the fading strands of the dream. Bitterness returns to him in a rush, amplified tenfold from what it had been before the call.

There’s only one thing he can think to do to make his failure up to Mokuba, but he’d almost rather give his company over to Pegasus. Almost.

Seto doesn't have Wheeler’s number saved in his contacts (why would he need it?), so he opens up the group chat that Yugi had invited him to. Though Seto rarely speaks up in it, and only ever to respond directly to Yugi, he meticulously keeps up with every message sent. Wheeler’s messages aren’t labeled with his name, only his number, but it’s obvious enough which ones are from him.

The first two calls Seto makes are rejected almost instantly. Wheeler finally picks up on the third attempt.

“I swear,” he snaps without so much as a greeting, “if this is some kinda scam or prank or what have ya, I’m gonna-”

“Wheeler.”

The line falls silent.

“Kaiba?” he finally asks, sounding in as much disbelief as Seto himself that this call has been placed. “The fuck d’you want at-” he pauses, groans, and continues - “quarter to six in the goddamn morning?”

“Are you free this evening?”

Wheeler splutters. “Am I fr- what? What for? Since when d’you call me up about my Saturday plans?”

“Since mine were derailed by a last-minute work meeting that can’t be rescheduled.”

“Oh, boo hoo,” Wheeler taunts. “Poor Mr. CEO’s gotta put a little work into running that big company of his. What a cryin�� shame. Look, whatever favor it is that you’re about to ask, count me out.”

Seto grits his teeth and resists the urge to hang up on Wheeler. “I was supposed to take Mokuba to the release event this evening.”

There’s another pause. When Wheeler next speaks, some of the hostility is gone from his voice. “The tag duelin’ one?”

“So you have been keeping up.”

Wheeler ignores the jab. “So, what, ya want me to take him instead?”

Seto swallows the urge to correct the pronoun and says simply, “I’ll pay you.”

“Woah, hang on, I didn’t say anything about…” Wheeler trails off, probably weighing his financial situation against Seto’s, and drops the subject. “Why me?” he asks instead. “Don’t you guys have servants for this kinda thing? A butler or whatever?”

Because our parents died so long ago that Mokuba doesn’t even remember them. Because I can’t even take one day off to spend time with Mokuba. Because there’s no one else who really cares about them.

All of these potential answers are painful, but the three word response he offers Wheeler hurts him just as much to admit aloud: “Mokuba likes you.”

Seto holds his breath as he waits out the longest pause yet. Finally, the line crackles as Wheeler lets out a gusty sigh. “What time?”

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Seto opens the door himself when Wheeler knocks on it. The two don’t bother to exchange pleasantries. Wheeler regards him with… not open hostility - they’ve maybe shared one too many traumatic experiences for that - but wariness, like a dog being introduced to a stranger for the first time. In a way, maybe he is; it’s been a long time since the two of them have actually spoken to one another in-person, and they’ve never done so at Seto’s home.

Wheeler finally breaks the silence. “There anything important I need to know?”

Seto frowns. “Important how?”

“Rules. Allergies. Bedtime. That kinda thing.”

“You’re not a babysitter, Wheeler. Mokuba’s old enough to take care of… himself.” He hesitates over the pronoun; misgendering Mokuba rankles him, but he doesn’t want to out them, either. As far as Seto knows, he’s the only person Mokuba has told.

“Isn’t the kid, like, thirteen? I know I coulda used some adult supervision at that age.”

“Mokuba’s seventeen, you moron.”

“Seriously?” Wheeler’s brow furrows. “He’s even shorter’n Yugi.”

“And that is precisely why you should know better than to judge a child’s age by their height.”

Wheeler raises an eyebrow. “So, if he’s practically an adult anyway, what exactly are you payin’ me for here?”

Oh, right. He had promised to pay this moron, hadn’t he? “It’s a tag duel. I’m paying you to be Mokuba’s teammate.”

“Right.” Wheeler rolls his eyes. “At least answer the allergies question. If I’m gonna be feedin’ the kid, I don’t wanna accidentally kill him and have you on my ass about it for the rest of my life.”

Seto scowls. “Mokuba’s not allergic to anything.”

“There, see? Wasn’t so hard now, was it?”

Before Seto can retort, Mokuba enters the room, and their face lights up. “Joey!”

Wheeler’s whole demeanor changes. “Hey, Mokuba!” he calls. The two cross the room to meet each other. As Seto glowers on, Wheeler gets his younger sibling into a gentle headlock; Mokuba laughs as Wheeler gives them an affectionate noogie before letting go. “You ever done one ‘a these things before?”

“I’ve done a few small local tournaments,” Mokuba says. “Never a tag duel before, though.”

“How ‘bout a draft duel?”

“What’s a draft duel?”

Wheeler laughs. “It’s what we’re goin’ to right now.”

“It is?” Mokuba’s eyes widen. “I, uh. Didn’t read the info too closely.”

“Don’t you worry, kid,” Wheeler says, throwing an arm around Mokuba’s shoulders. “Your old pal Joey Wheeler is a seasoned card shop veteran. C’mon, I’ll explain how it works on the way over. We gotta get goin’ if we don’t wanna miss it.”

Mokuba pauses briefly on their way out to wrap their arms tightly around Seto. “Bye, Seto,” they whisper. “Good luck at your business dinner thing.”

“Good luck to you too,” Seto murmurs, squeezing gently back. “Don’t listen to Wheeler if he tells you to do anything stupid.”

“I heard that.”

“Hey,” Mokuba says, releasing Seto, “he said ‘if’, not ‘when’. I think that’s an improvement.”

“Merely a slip of the tongue on my part.”

“So he admits he makes mistakes!” Wheeler raises his eyebrows. “I think your brother’s gettin’ soft in his old age, Mokuba.”

Seto scowls. “I’m twenty-one years old.”

“So, older’n me.” Wheeler grins lopsidedly, and it needles Seto that Mokuba laughs so easily alongside him. “Just leave the duellin’ to us youngsters, Gramps. We’ll bring home a trophy to remind ya of your glory days.”

The remark hits a little too close. It’s been over a year since Seto last participated in any kind of official duel - which isn’t all that much time, but at the speed Duel Monsters moves, it’s practically ancient history. Seto thinks at first that it was a calculated jab on Wheeler’s part; but he’s missing that expression he usually wears when he goes toe-to-toe with Seto, the one where his eyes burn like lasers, white-hot and focused unwaveringly on Seto, drawing a retaliation out of him without fail every time. Instead, his attention is focused on amusing Mokuba with his antics.

And so, for Mokuba’s sake, Seto swallows the remark rising in his throat. At least I have glory days to revisit, Wheeler.

“Whatever,” he says instead, stiffly. “Roland’s ready for you two with the car.”

Seto hides his envy behind a mask of indifference as he watches them go.

[extocancer]

The time has come! I have been so excited and nervous for months over this - and now, i finally get to share it with all of you! I had the best time working with my artist @kaspurrcat on this years @steddiebang2024! My team has been so supportive, understanding, and right there with me on every little idea and detail that I have sought out in the creation of this story. Be sure to hit up their page for the full art piece, and slap @ukulilyjane a high five for taking on the mess this always is in the rough draft of it all. I really hope you all enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it. Truly. ❤️

Sanguis Draconis | Explicit | 120k

Author: Extocancer

Artist: Kaspurrcat

Beta Reader: ukulilyjane

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Pairings: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

Characters: Steve Harrington, Eddie Munson, Tommy Hagan, Billy Hargrove, Jason Carver, Chrissy Cunningham, Robin Buckley, Jim Hopper, Nancy Wheeler, The Party, Martin Brenner

Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Dragon Eddie Munson, Knight Steve Harrington, Shapeshifting, Enemies to Lovers, Slow Burn, Unreliable Narrator, Monsterfucker Steve Harrington, Mating Dynamics, Steve Harrington-centric, Eventual Smut, Angst, Steve Harrington & Dustin Henderson Have a Sibling Relationship, Non-Human Genitalia, prehensile genitalia, One-Sided Tommy Hagan/Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove Being an Asshole, Angst with a Happy Ending

Trigger Warnings: Suicidal ideation, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Manipulation, Child Abuse, Attempted Murder, Dead Parent, Alcohol Abuse, Public Execution, Sleep Paralysis/Nightmares, Food Aversions, Body Horror, Major Injuries, Sexual Situations Involving wounds, Blood Consumption, Knife Play, Mentions of Kidnapping, Unstable reality, Bugs, Mentions of/Implied Cannibalism, imprisonment, Implied Torture 

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Summary: As the son and peer of noblemen and knights alike, Steve Harrington sets out to secure his own glory for all the wrong reasons. Some would call it vengeance, others an act of naivety - set to save himself and his reputation as the late bloomer. 

 Though they are wrong in their crass assumptions, this self-chosen venture doesn’t come without obstacles, an endless pool of hands grabbing at every limb to steal his victory and keep a truth that haunts the kingdom of Hawkins hidden forever. 

A truth, he finds, with the help of an unlikely confidant who’s bond with himself grows tenfold with every encounter. As Dragon and Mortal, they learn to set aside their differences and the history of their homes, navigating both the feelings they find for each other and the fight against the ban of Magic and Mythics.

[missbuckyhellfire]

This Will Be My Year: Eddie Munson

Part One: Miss Goody Two-Shoes

Warnings: Some Language, Possible Smut and NSFW Content in later parts

               Eddie hated school.

               Wait scratch that, he had despised school. Being a senior twice, he was used to the same routine, expectations, and constant bullying from other students. His only escape? Corroded Coffin and Hellfire Club.

               He was in his usual spot, at the back in the empty row in the classroom, arms behind his head, trying to stay awake in English class as Mr. Hauser had called out attendance. No one in his friend group were in his English class, but he did not mind. Less stares and murmurs calling him a freak and spreading nasty rumors.

When Mr. Hauser called Eddie’s name as “Edward Munson,” he rolled his eyes and lazily lifted his hand up from the back of his head. Mr. Hauser had shaken his head then moved on down the list.

Each name on the list was younger than him, and he could recall a few of their older siblings from his first time in senior year. As this was the first day in the school year, he had to listen to the same syllabus and speech on how this was going to be the end of high school and the start of something new.

Yes, he heard that before.

A flash of dark auburn hair and textbooks had breezed past him. Round spectacles with star and moon chains had flashed in the sun, blinding him for a near second. Eddie had glanced at her, thinking about what to say to her but two words came out.

“Fuckin shit”

“Language Mr. Munson!” Mr. Hauser had chimed in.

Eddie had grumbled under his breath and decided to take an extra look the red head following a few chuckles from other students. She was looking primmer and more proper than he did for sure. She had a pair of black sneakers on with a jean skirt that rested to her knees with a pink blouse with a silver locket around her neck. Her red hair was down and rested on her shoulders in soft waves. Eddie had realised he looked at her for far too long when he caught her almond brown eyes stare meet his.

“Shit” Eddie thought as he quickly looked away, but felt her eyes linger on him a little bit longer. The contact broke off when attendance had concluded, and Mr. Hauser had addressed the red head in the room.

“Class, I would like to introduce Miss. Wheeler, she is a transfer student from Canada, she is completing her senior year with us and has received a scholarship to Harvard upon graduation.” The teacher had gestured to the red head and a crowd of eyes had turned to her.

Eddie had turned to her with a smirk on his face. Perfect hair, preppy clothes outstanding credentials. There were no looks of scowls on any of the students face around her. Who would?

“She must be a goody two shoes.” Eddie thought to himself.

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               Eddie did not forget the last name Wheeler during lunch hour. Especially when in fact that Mike, a member of Hellfire had the exact same last name. The entire lunch hour was an interrogation while they had eaten their soggy pizza and flat soda.

               “So why haven’t I heard of this cousin from Canada? Is not that the place where made up girlfriends are from?” Eddie had muttered under his breath as a few people at the table had let out a few chuckles.

               Mike rolled his eyes “She is from Canada, and we were informed only a couple of weeks back and I did not think that you would care. Especially when…...” He paused for a moment and realised he may have said too much.

               “Especially what?” Eddie had stopped him in his tracks. The table had sensed the tension between Eddie and Mike then glanced at the familiar red head with a tray in her hands and a stack of books. She glanced at Eddie for a moment blinked twice then scuffled the hair of her cousin.

               “Thanks for saving a seat for me” She had smiled at Mike as he had scooted over to give her a spot between him and Dustin. There was strong tension between everyone in Hellfire and their Dungeon Master awaiting to see his response.

               Eddie cleared his throat at kept his eyes on her. “We do not let anyone sit at our table. Especially when I do not even know your name.” She had paid no mind on his aggression and kept eating her pizza and began bringing out her books.

               “Come on she is new, and we thought she belonged here” Mike had stated then bit his lip realising his choice of words.

“We?” Eddie had repeated. “Please share who else thought it was a good idea to bring Miss Goody Two- Shoes to join the group of freaks.” His eyes had scanned around the table and noticed that a lot of them had nervously tried to avoid contact with him, including the members of Corroded Coffin.

“All of you thought it was a fuckin good idea to bring Miss prim and proper here to join us?” Eddie had clarified, gritting his teeth. He was not going to have some girls enter the group, knowing nothing about Dungeons and Dragons.

“She is cool actually! She even runs her own sessions on the side and went to the Hideout already.” Jeff had mumbled trying to ease the tension. “We thought she would be a good fit here.”

“So, you all had met with her already? This red head can run a session. I would like to see this.” He pointed at the girl who had let out a small chuckle in response.

“I figured you would say that” The red head spoke. “I am aware that I am the new girl and all and my cousin had put me at your table with your fellow “freaks” you call yourselves. But if you would give me a chance, I can show you that I can help you run sessions, or I could join them if you would have me.”

The entire group had watched the red head with her confidence but had a pit of anxiety awaiting Eddie’s response to what she had said. They had to give it to her for being brave against the king of the freaks of Hawkins. However, the lingering silence from Eddie made their anxiety grow.

“This I find hard to believe. But I will give you a chance Saturday night.”  Eddie finally said, taking a sip of his soda. The group had then burst out against the date, mentioning upcoming tests and an upcoming band practice that very evening. But Eddie was pissed about his friends just inviting this outsider without the chance of seeing her play himself to eat at their table.

“Sure, but I promised Mike and Dustin to help them with their English poetry assignments Saturday evening. Followed by Pizza of course” She had smiled at the two boys who mumbled “It’s ok it’s ok we can do Sunday instead” as they did not want to anger Eddie further.

“What a perfectionist you are, you are sure you’re at the right table princess?” Eddie scoffed. He cleared his voice to try to mimic her higher pitch tone “I promised Mike and Dustin to help them with their English poetry.” Before he can move further, she had stepped in.

“Sounds like your scared of me. Think I can outsmart you that is why you are trying to torment me. New character or old?” She had leant against the table then slammed a huge binder full of DND lore and notes on her own characters of the past. The group was speechless as they had tried to step away from the situation but kept mumbling about how they could not make that date. This had caused Eddie to finally snap.

“STOP! I did not say I wanted anyone else there. I am not wanting anyone helping princess here during the session. It will just be the two of us for this one. We will change the practice to right after class on Friday.” He had clarified. The group members looked amongst each other in confusion. “I’m serious if she is as good as you propose her to be, I want to see one on one unless if Miss Goody Two-Shoes is too scared.” He let out a soft smirk, challenging her.

She smirked and chuckled under her breath “seven sound good at your place? I can bring a pizza and my favorite character for you to challenge. Or will I be challenging you, Eddie?”

He had nodded as he had opened a notebook and began brainstorming. He was not going to let some princess join. She may have warmed up to the guys well, but he does not warm up to others too easily.

“Pepperoni Pizza and a 6 pack” he said. He wanted to just mess with her one last time.

“6 pack” She had tilted her head “of what Pepsi?”

Eddie had shaken his head. This girl is not going to stand a chance.

PART TWO

[kaelohver]

Omg i love your work<333

Can i request a Chuuya x reader but the reader is dazai's relative or smthgg

Awh thank you! Ofc, hope u enjoy and don’t mind them being hcs. I decided to make the reader Dazai’s sibling but if you’d like another version just request another one that’s more specified ^^

@KAELOHVER

CHUUYA WITH A S/O THAT’S DAZAI’S SIBLING

•CHUUYA NAKAHARA

-Chuuya isn’t particularly one to judge but If you’re Dazai’s sibling he may be a bit sceptical of you at first.

-It depends on your personality on how well you get on but if you’re like Dazai, he’ll be a bit more tolerant of you despite your personality thanks to him being used to the idiot that you call your brother.

-He’s quite polite; he won’t just insult someone unless it’s justifiable in his eyes so being Dazai’s sibling could mean you’re either just like each other or the opposite so partly as I said earlier, it really does depend on you as a person if he’ll start calling you weird nicknames as insults.

-If he likes you, he’s not gonna be in denial but he’ll be hesitant to make romantic advances at first.

-He’s not a coward, by all means, so he will ask you out eventually but he’d try to keep it from your brother as well as he could.

-But being Dazai, he’ll find out pretty fast.

-Dazai would probably follow you whilst you’re on a date then pop out of nowhere and say “You guys are hanging out? Why didn’t you invite me?” as if he doesn’t know damn well you’re on a date.

-Very, very awkward time..

-He just acts oblivious but you both know he’s studying every part of what’s going on and won’t forget.

-When he makes some excuse for going to find someone to commit suicide with, Chuuya lets out a sigh of relief immediately.

-You probably stayed at Chuuya’s house or yours a bit more after that instead of always going out, just for safety.

-The topic can be avoided for a while but Dazai will definitely bring it up in the most out of pocket way ever.

-I wouldn’t be surprised if he was just there, sitting down and waiting for you in your home at an ungodly hour as you walk in after being with your boyfriend.

-He’d probably mess with your stuff or look around and find some hat that looks like something Chuuya would wear and place it on the counter as he waits for you.

-Scare of your life as you walk in and Dazai is just sitting on some chair with a grin (He definitely grinned when he heard you coming because he was waiting too long to keep it the whole time).

-Would start off casually but then he’d suddenly ask why you chose ‘a shortie’ for a boyfriend, somehow ignoring the way Chuuya is a mafioso too.

-Another awkward moment as Dazai gets you to admit your boyfriend being his somewhat-enemy.

-It’s sort of like a fever dream because you don’t even remember to ask how he got into your house and don’t question when he just walks out after asking tons of questions with a ‘Bye, dearest sibling!’.

-He confronts Chuuya next whilst you’re sleeping peacefully after a long day of doing things.

-You know those silly arguments they have? It’s more like that then a confrontation.

-Dazai would say something like “can you not fuck around with my sibling? They might tolerate short gingers but I totally don’t!” And Chuuya would reply with one of his signature insults which causes more chaos.

-They probably argue for like 2 hours before you pull up and drag Dazai’s ass out with an apology to your boyfriend.

-Your brother is now very sulky and will nag you all night, there is no escape.

-He’ll eventually get over it but he guesses it’s not as bad as Fyodor or something like that.

-If you have some random dinner with all three of you, Dazai will say that it’s not fair to leave him as a third-wheeler the whole time until Chuuya kicks him.

-Overall, Dazai is a big baby over it and Chuuya’s only issue is your brother. They’ll get over it but don’t expect it to stop them fighting all day.

[jackiequick]

ABC Family ~ Baby Daddy OC 🍼

—> Expanding on a OC from this playlist

Skylar Chez

Full name: Skylar Chez Gonzalez

Nickname: Sky, Mama, Chez, Wonder Twins, Picasso, Ms. Wheeler

Age: 25

Height: 5’2

Place Of Origin: New York

Nationally: American

Ethnic Background: Colombian and Mexican descent

Relationship status: Single on and off again, until she realizes her feelings for Ben.

Occupation: Artist

Season: 1-6

Relationship to family: BFF to Ben, Danny and Riley since they were kids. Bonnie babysat Sky since she was 2 because her mom is friends with her. So in result she grew up closely to them. Later on, she met Tucker during early college years.

Personality: Sweet, artistic, nerdy, good with the flow and very open. However she can be strong and stubborn, as well as a little crazy. Overall usually pretty chill. Oh yeah I forgot to mention, she’s a huge foodie!!

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Skyler was brought into the group from day one once again when she moved to New York for her career, little did she know that she would be living together alongside her best friends. In the same apartment. Working at the bar and studying art as well. It was good until everything changed the day Danny moved into the apartment since baby Emma came too!

—> The boys were freaking out and confused calling for Riley’s while Skylar was cooing at Emma. She was so cute.

The guys looked at her waiting for her to pick Emma up. Sky just joked, "What? You guys see boobs and automatically think mommy?"

Riley snorted at her joke.

Everyone, especially Bonnie believed Ben couldn’t make it a few hours with Emma but the girls disagreed, and thankfully they were proved right. Since then, Emma stayed with the 6 of them after 48 hours. They were happier than ever!

Her and Danny are like siblings! The two are them are sometimes attached to the hip, always helping each other and supportive. Tall and short besties for sure! They are such nerds, always going to the movies, sports game and concerts. Skylar even sometimes steals Danny’s graphics t-shirts when hers are dirty, styling them to fit her outfits.

With Bonnie, it’s like they are aunt and niece! Bonnie says that Skylar is like the daughter she never had while she glares at her sons in annoyance. Just as insane and sweet as her mother, I guess that’s why Bonnie loves her.

Tucker! Let’s just say those two are sassier than ever before when they’re together in one room. Tucker and Skylar are each other’s back up no matter what. Finishing each other lines and chasing each other around. Skylar can say, “Hold my earrings!” And Tucker would smirk like, “I got you girl!” But those two fight like crazy if allowed!

Riley! As much as she jokes and teases Riley, she’s her girl. Besides she does the same thing to her, dragging Riley into doing crazy stuff. Always by her side to snap her out of it and tell her the truth, when needed.

—> When it came to Emma, Ben and Skylar practically shared the same brain cell! As much as Ben and Sky were complete opposite for certain things, the two of them shared the same ideas for plenty of things. Ideas for plans, work, ways of dating, strong attitudes, the way they acted and especially their parenting style. You name it, they have probably have or heard it.

-> They’re great friends! Always by each other’s side. Very supportive about their plans and smacking some scene into each other.

Speaking of Emma, during late season one and early season two of the series. 2012. The duo made a decision that changed their lives. Mama and Daddy.

It all started when Ben was looking for a future wife for himself but mainly a mom for his daughter, he figured his daughter deserves a mother figure or two in her life. He dated looking up and down, tired of scanning waiting for the girl to see Emma the way he sees her. Until Bonnie made him realize that girl was standing right in front of them.

Ben found her sitting alone that late afternoon on the fire escape sipping a beer and softly smile, asking if he can join. She nodded handing him one, Skylar was tired and annoyed with her love life after dumping her boyfriend, Johnthan, two days ago. Ben decided to comfort her and show her in care rather seeing his best friends smile than upset. After a while they talked…

“So how’s the mom search going?” She asked reopening another beer smiling, handing him one.

He opened him beer and replied, “Not the greatest. Due to, Emma already having a mom.”

“Yeah Angela! I told you it wasn’t the best idea..”

“No, not her. You.”

“What? Uh Ben I wasn’t the one who pushed her out and put that cutie on your doorstep. She did.”

He laughed and nods, “I know that! But since Emma been here you’ve been nothing but wonderful and I love you for that. And I believe Emma deserves someone like you in her life.”

She smiled sweetly, “She already does…wait Ben, do you want me to be like her Mama?”

“If you want. You don’t have to play house or anything, unless you want too of course..”

“Yes.”

“R-really?! Cause I know it’s a big deal and our careers are friendship will be on the line.”

“Nothing will change.”

“Nothing will change?”

Skylar took his hand, “Yeah it won’t.”

“And what if it does?” Ben replied squeezing her hand gently.

“Then I don’t know.”

“Okay.”

It was steady and still, the two friends started to become parents overnight. Closer than ever. They drank and talked smiling the whole way through the whole night.

————

It was a darling, sweet and absolutely comfortable transition. It felt natural, nothing truly changed. They were supportive parents like always, playing house sometimes and teasing each other. Sometimes they would get carried away and start calling each other “Mama” and “Dada”, especially in hopes Emma would say one of the two first sooner or later.

-> Ben walked into the kitchen with Emma and smiled softly, “Hey mama.”

“Hi.” She replies handing him a slice of toast as she chuckled, “Hi Emma.”

The baby girl giggled at the kisses being peaked on her face. Ben put his daughter in her high chair along with a bowl of cereal, then walked over to Skylar wrapping his arms around her to steal a bite of toast.

“Hey!” She yelled laughing, “Get your own.”

“What? Danny does it.” He joked laughing and poured himself coffee, “Uh where is Danny exactly?”

“Slept over at a girls place. And Tucker is still asleep, hangover times ten.”

“Oof been there, done that! Mom is coming over to pick up Emma so that means I get extra time before work and you can take your classes.”

“Yes! You know how hard it is to paint a castle in the forest with a baby and two idiots running around?”

“Hahahahaha! I bet, hey—! I’m not a idiot.”

———

-> When it came to dating life, Ben went on his dates such as Riley or Veronica for insist meanwhile Skylar went on her dates such as Kyle or Jordan. Nonetheless it was fun and extra supportive about it. Even comforting each other as well when Danny wasn’t there to do.

Believe me, if someone breaks Skylar’s heart or hurt her feelings, best believe you will have a Danny Wheeler after your ass like a pissed off Superman.

Especially if Tucker heard about Skylar being hurt.

A) He’s gonna fight him or trick them into being screwed.

B) Encourage her to fight back and ignore the dumbass.

C) Drag Bonnie into a plan for revenge.

Note: Bonnie, Tucker and Skylar are a little bit of a trio. They get into the craziest stuff 😼 haha. Bonnie and Tucker even tracked down Angela after Skylar stupidity suggested something but they took that literally! During that time Ben was trying to date Riley so that caused a small rift between them with Emma’s biological mom being there.

—> Even Skylar got pissed off! Angela was trying to play house, Bonnie wasn’t too happy that insulting the women.

It got to a point where Skylar dragged her into the apartment and told Angela, to her face that, “You may have carried and birthed Emma, been her mother for 6 months. But afterwards you were gone! Biologically you may be her parent but I’m the one who helps put her to sleep, change her diapers, feeds her, brings her play dates when her daddy, grandma or uncles can’t. And I make sure that girl is happy! All you’ve done while being here is try to win Ben back and play house.”

Angela scoffed with a slight laugh, “And what are you? His best friend? His side piece when Riley isn’t around? If I’m correct Sky, we used to be friends. What happened?”

“I still am a friend to you, Ang. But I’m also Ben and Riley’s. And I’m more of a mother to Emma over the last year or two than you ever were.”

“Sounds like Ben has a lot of women in his life. Especially Bonnie! I’m just trying to figure out how to make a plan here, okay? I’m sorry, and your right, it’s clear that you all Emma’s family here. Especially you.”

“Good. Ang, your my friend and want you to figure out that plan. Tucker and Ben said you’re trying to find a place to stay that isn’t our apartment.”

The girls smiled and hugged it out, still bitter about the situation but didn’t show it. However Bonnie and Tucker were in the corner listening into the conversation silently cheering hoping that Angela leaves soon. Also very proud of Sky having the strength to call her out on her bullshit. A few days later Angela left, not without leaving her mark within Ben and Riley’s relationship, they broke up. Going as far to jokingly tease Sky that she should make that ‘mom thing’ official and go on a date with Ben.

Things went back their chaotically sweet and glorious ways after that. But that romantic debate still hung over their heads. Riley went on dates finding a boyfriend name Philip, Danny slept with a couple of girls but his heart belonged to Miss Riley Parton. Ben stayed within the dating scene teased how Riley still liked him until life took a turn in his direction. And that direction was Skylar Chez.

—————-

Ben Wheeler was thrown into a loop and knocked off course. Yeah sure he will always love Sky but those feelings started to shift into something stronger perhaps. It started during Emma’s first birthday seeing her dresses in a viking inspired outfit and carrying his almost one year old daughter in matching clothes, made his heart flutter. He smiled, leaning forward to kiss Emma’s cheek and grin at Sky giving her a kiss on the cheek.

“What was that for?” She asked with a darling smile, bouncing the almost one year old on her hip.

Ben shrugged with a smile, not knowing that came over him and replied, “You both look really pretty. You know i love you right?”

“Always. And we do look pretty.”

“I have to head out with mom, to figure out the whole thing with Deluca’s ice cream parlor.”

“Oh right Bon Bon mentioned something about it, what happened?”

“I might have another kid, with Jenny Deluca this time.”

“Ben!”

“I didn’t know, okay? I swear women keep have babies and won’t tell me about it.” He added with his hands in the air and shake his head, “It’s starting to hurt my feelings.”

Sky tried not laugh and sigh, “Aww poor baby. Focus! We have probably another kid on our hands here.”

“Don’t worry, i tried talking to Jenny beforehand but she busy. So we’re gonna try again today.”

“Alright, meet you at the parlor in an hour. No funny business!”

Both of them tried talking with Jenny Deluca about the situation but she just shrugged pretending to ignore it, telling them to have their kids party and leave. Her father showed shouting and claiming for them to get out, especially not wanting to see Ben again.

Bonnie shouted over him and pointed out confidently, “Frankie Deluca, you would lucky if my son ever impregnated your daughter!” Tucker nodded in agreement saying ‘Hell yeah!’. The man ignored them upset as ever until Jenny revealed Ben wasn’t the father it was somebody’s else kid, she just blamed Ben cause it would leave less questions from her father.

It was sorta fair, still they would’ve welcomed the kid regardless. Afterwards Emma fell asleep and they had to celebrate her 1st birthday at home instead, none of them minded the change. But that whole time Ben saw how loving and supportive Skylar was the entire day with the chaos of the news, he truly loved her for it.

~~~~

The next time was when Skylar eventually started getting jealous of his dates, snapping him out of it and then fixing the problem by the end of the day. But Ben wasn’t far behind since he started to question her dates more often and had to end up saving her by the end of night, coming up with a lame excuse that somehow worked.

Catching each other’s falls at work, sharing food together, leaving random kisses on their cheeks, adding text messages for one another, teasing the other person and bickering over the smallest thing.

Tucker even joked, “Damn. You two sound like your dating..”

Skylar and Ben turned to him yelling, “Stay out of this, Tucker!”

He laughed, “You sure?”

“She’s not my girlfriend.” Ben replied with a scoff pointing at her.

“He’s not my boyfriend. You don’t get it, Tucker.” Skylar added.

“Why would he? Us together wouldn’t make any sense.”

“Yeah, if I were to date him I must be insane.”

“Exactly!”

“Let’s go, baby.”

“Right behind you!”

The two walked out together heading to the park to meet up with Danny. But truth was Tucker was right, the two were practically dating each other from day one without actually doing that dating part. They just didn’t know it yet. Skylar’s smile always grew around him, loving how supportive he is, adore the patients he has at times and dragging Ben Wheeler into doing the most silliness things. He was her world, she was dating the man without even noticing it herself. To Ben, he always grinned widely around her, she was one of the reasons he’s where’s he is today, adoring how gentle she can be to how crazy she may act, and he was proud to have her in his life.

——— ~~~

— They’ve seen each other fall and rise, Ben held her when she may cry til midnight and Skylar hugs him when he feels like died a little inside. They didn’t notice how much love and opportunity there was for them until Danny and Tucker pointed it out. So in result that same week during 4th Of July, everyone was on the rooftop celebrating the fireworks while eating outdoors, when they realized that needed more ice, water and beers. Skylar offered to bring it upstairs and Ben followed behind, knowing she was need help carrying that upstairs.

The two were chatting as they entered the apartment and collecting items that they believed could also be needed. Ben saw more fireworks from the window, taking Skylar’s hand climbing onto the balcony taking a seat next to each other. The fireworks stopped for a moment, or at least the ones that could be seen for them since you see hear the booming noise from the streets afar from the building, they started with smiles. Ben realized they were alone as so did Skylar, as the pair yelled out in unison ‘I have to tell you something’ ‘No you first.’ The two laughed.

Ben chuckled, “ this is ridiculous but Danny said that we’re dating but not dating, I mean we’re dating while not actually dating.”

“Oh my god, Tucker said the same thing! Ay that’s hilarious. He pointed out the stuff we do.” She replies chuckling.

“But we’re not dating right? We haven’t kissed or anything! Unless we were drunk and i don’t remember..and I think I would remember.”

“I mean yeah we do, some things are typically seen a couple. I kinda wanna prove Danny and Tucker that they’re wrong..”

His eyes perked up and leaned against her shoulder with a grin, “Oh really? Oh how so?”

“Like this.” She replied with a matching grin, leaning forward, “Kiss me. Prove that they’re wrong and we’re right.”

“Oh I like the way you think women! 20 bucks this kiss would mean nothing.”

“Ooh a bet? Make that 25.”

“25 it is!”

Ben leaned over taking the back of her neck gentle as his hands gliding around to her cheeks. Skylar rested her face in his hands, her hands sliding down to his cheeks with the cheeky eyes that matched his. They were too excited, finally touching their lips brushing against one around to a simple one time thing. As they did, the fireworks in the sky went off.

The kiss lasted around less than 3 seconds or so, until Ben decided to turn around and make the kiss last less than a minute. Skylar rested her head against his, pulling back for a moment with a smile and said, “So Danny and Tucker were wrong?”

“I think I will need to test out that theory again.” Ben repiled with a shrug, lacing his lips onto her with a laugh, “We’re right, they’re wrong! But they can’t know that.”

“Oh yeah! Hmm, we can still openly date whoever we want to like Riley and Johnthan?”

“Oh yeah! If not, my bedroom is right next door. I mean we’re practically dating without actually dating.”

“I think another kiss might seal the deal, we created.”

Little did they know Bonnie Wheeler was unlocking the door and walking in to grab the beer bottle since they were taking too long. She joked and grumbled, “Damn it Danny! He couldn’t have—” her eyes fell onto the balcony to see her son and practically daughter in law sharing a smooch, “—WHAT THE HELL?!”

The two heard her practically falling onto the floor, gasping and stumbling into the room, yelling out ‘MOM!’ and ‘BONNIE!’.

Busted.

—-

The paired found themselves the next time stealing kisses in secret, sharing winks and preparing the other for a date. They coined it as a open relationship, trying to not let anyone else know about this little affair. Especially Riley, because then she will tell Danny, who will in result tell Tucker.

Ben was bouncing loopy and sleepy Emma as Skyler walked out, fixing her collar for a date. It was her turn for a night out. She played around with her hair with a smile, “How do i look?”

“I would gorgeous but then i would have steal you from your date.” Ben joked, placing their daughter into the playpen before walking over to her zipping the back of the dress.

“You sure you’re okay with me going out? I could just cancel, you know?”

“No go out! I got a boy’s night planned out with Danny and Tucker here in the apartment.”

“No strip poker like last time! Tucker still mad about that.”

“In my defense, we shouldn’t have betted too high. If you need anything call me.”

“Okay.”

She quickly peaked his cheek and walked out, earning a grin and a playful friendly catcall from the boys who walked inside. Skylar laughed twirling as she left, leaving Tucker, Danny and Ben chuckling.

The whole night went all, her date with Tad with nice meanwhile the boys played a simple game of poker. Bonnie saw Tad and Skyler out again, rolling her eyes because she saw her and Ben kissed two weeks ago—but she kept their dirty little secret to herself, knowing the others will find out soon enough.

—> The next time, Danny found out one morning. He was walking into the kitchen, greeting Emma who happily ate her cereal and Ben who sat was eating his bagel with a cup of coffee. Tucker was still snoring. The brothers chatted, joking around and figuring out their schedules for the day.

That was when Skylar walked out of the bathroom, placed a kiss on Ben’s cheeks and stealing fruit off Danny’s plate with a grin, before walking out to the bedrooms. Danny grinned, “Did she just?”

“Yup she did. She got a 100% on her art project, so that’s why she’s happy.” He replies smiling.

“Yeah that’s great, i know that! But she just kissed your cheek!”

“So what? It’s normal, right? She’s happy and so I’m happy.”

“Ohh—Holy crap, you still like Sky!”

“No I don’t!”

“Holy crap, you really do still like Sky!”

“Shut up, I don’t.”

—> Other time was Riley, catching them finding them at work behind one of the walls near the entrance chatting. She walked in ready to unwind and have a drink, stopping short turning to her left to see Ben’s hands on Sky’s shoulders with a smile. They didn’t notice her, since it looked like the pair were speaking onto something rather important.

“I’m telling you, the accident wasn’t your fault, okay?” He replied with a smile.

“It was a mishap i know! But Jonathan looked at me and then Tad saw me.” She said with a sigh.

“Hey you spooked! Same thing, happened with Angela and Riley months. I split for god’s sake.”

“That’s because your clumsy Ben and an idiot.”

“Yeah well, Riley still loved for me it.”

“Haha, you’re right. I’ll got tell them what happened.”

They walked to their separate sides of the bar. Riley was sitting at the couch, walking over to the counter to order a drink waiting, that’s when Sky scurry around the corner.

The girl smirked at her latina friend, “Sooo?”

“So what?” She asked her blonde friend, confused.

“I saw you and Ben talking, then i saw Jonathan and Tad were in the room.”

“We were just talking about me screwing up with both guys.”

“Ohh? And Ben?”

“He was reassuring me that everything is alright and Jonathan will forgive me.”

“I hope so, he’s a catch! You know, you and Ben have been rather close lately.”

Sky chuckled, “Riley, he only got eyes for you!”

“I don’t know, Sky.. what if-?” She replies with a soft chuckle.

“He loves you. I know that for a fact.”

Riley smiled, picturing her relationships with Philip vs hers with Ben. She knew she had plenty of other options and opportunities at her door.

———————

Ben and Skylar little affair didn’t last long, they love each other but felt that they needed to explore their other options first.

Riley and Jonathan to be exact since those feelings were clear as well. So they dated their lovers, Ben and Riley’s relationship was long but felt brief but Skyler and Jonathan relationship lasted longer than expected.

However the pair broke up one night, since Jonathan wanted to see other people, as in someone named Veronica who was in her art class. Hell he was secretly trying to see her already. They may have said it was mutual break up..but it didn’t feel like it…

Skylar returned home that night, finding her daughter on the floor and sat on the couch cuddling Emma who played with her bunny. She tried not to cry but Bonnie, who was babysitting, noticed pulling the girl into a hug telling it that it will be okay.

“It’s not okay Bon-Bon! I wanted more..i thought we had something specific and special but he practically dumped me after dinner..” She explained, with tears in her eyes, “It should be me in his arms, not stupid Veronica!”

Bonnie kept in her arms, kisses her forehead, “I knew sweetie. Just let it out, some things just happen and he’s an idiot for letting you go. But hey, your talented and smart and so sweet! Any guy would love to have you..i know Ben did.”

She scoffed, “It was a fling, a small thing. We both agreed to stop it before anyone got hurt. He loves Riley.”

Bonnie winced, “Yeah he’s not only the one who loves Riley.”

“I know Danny does, i figured it so. But i want revenge on Jona…” Sky stood up from the couch, smirking she stormed into the bedroom area, “TUCKER! I need you!”

-> To say Skylar got her revenge was a understatement. Her and Tucker tricked Jonathan, giving him a temporary job at the Mary Heart Show only for it go crashing down on the man, literally.

A bucket of huge ice cold water with fish fell on him during production while the show was on the air, causing the man to run out screaming like a cartoon character in Looney Tunes.

Mary Heart got a bunch of rating for that episode and new followers for the show meanwhile Jonathan got to smell like fish for a week, and got shown in the embarrassing videos section on YouTube. It took some work but the duo got it done, even involving Danny and Bonnie to set the prank up perfectly.

It was a win win situation for Tucker and Sky. She got her revenge and selling her artwork to Mary, meanwhile he got promoted to production manger, working his way to TV producer soon. The duo high fives at their success!

——

Skylar’s career pretty much took off a lot further from that. She was already studying art, selling it and working at the bar with her co-workers. But since Mary loved her artwork so much and photography skills, Sky was able to get a lot more offers, putting her name out there for people to see.

Designing artwork, stylish decor for people when it came to working with Brad and Bonnie’s realtor jobs. And having her sketches be used for fashionable people in the New York industry.

It felt good, she felt like her job was being seen a lot more. Danny, Tucker and Riley even displayed her art pieces on the walls of offices, hallways, suggesting it to people they meet. Ben already had the artwork display around the bar since day one, since Skylar’s style was shown throughout The Bar when she just starting out working there.

——

But the question some if you may be asking. Did Ben and Sky end up together afterwards? Short answer, yes.

Long answer, it took some time to find themselves stable enough to admit how much they still love each other. But when it did happen, the pair found themselves arguing on a Saturday afternoon getting ready to close up the empty bar…

The two were in the mist of an argument, screaming, shouting to the top of their lungs and going as far to point fingers at each other.

Ben slammed the chair onto the table and had a serious look on his face, “I can’t believe you! God you’re such a liar.”

“Me?! You couldn’t care to listen to everyone, stupid!” Sky shouted, wiping the whiteboard clean and searching for new markers.

“You knew that Riley and I weren’t gonna last! You stood there like an idiot.”

“Um hello?! Danny was always in the damn picture and clearly had the hots for her. You stood there like an idiot.”

“An idiot? Me?”

“Yeah! Too blind to see the signs, Ben. Hell even Riley didn’t notice, cause both of you were on separate planets.”

He walked over waving his hand and scoffed, “Funny. I didn’t know we were playing the blind game here. Who’s next? Oh yeah, you!”

“Me?!” She scoffed this time whipping her head towards the man, “I did nothing wrong here!”

“Oh really? Let me thing, Jonathan and Tad this! Jonathan and Tad that! What about me?”

“What about you?”

“Did you forget our little affair? All the hugs, morning kisses and secret fun! We had something going on!”

“Y-you still think about that? I thought..I thought you forgot about it.”

“No of course not! It was one of the best times of my life and we stopped because we had other people in mind. I love Riley and i fought my own damn brother to have her but then you were..you came along and i messed it up!”

“Well, you were all up in Riley-town, and I was wondering around Jona-city that we didn’t bother to continue it! You wanted her Ben…then you wanted another girl afterwards. You never know what you want!”

“Yeah right, you’re right I’m sorry. I don’t always know what I want, but when I have it..I tend to lose it. A lot! I lost Riley and screwed up. Every girl i mess up relationships with. I had an affair with you and decided to stop us from having fun. But you never know what you want either..”

She sighs, “Cause I um..I can’t choose my own way to which guy I want. I had it good with Jonathan then he dumped me and I screwed it up with Tad cause I kissed his twin brother by accident. I had it and I screwed up everything! I don’t think I can ever find a guy that can keep up with me and make it work with our lives.”

The room was silent for a moment as they looked at one another, not saying a word but their eyes said it all. Every moment shared between the mishaps to the arrangements made that lead them here.

“I guess..the only girl I’m destined to be with aside from Emma, is you.” Ben confessed with a chuckle.

She blushed and smiled, “Yeah? You mean that? Because if you don’t then we will have to start this argument all over again.”

“Yeah I mean it. I’m sorry, I never went with my gut feeling in the first place.”

“It’s okay. I’m sorry, I didn’t went straight to you about everything.”

Ben gently walked over to her and a sheepish smile, “How about we start over? Hi, I’m Ben and I think your really cute.”

“Oh my god.” She chuckled shaking her head, feeling silly.

“Come on try it! Go back to the way it was, with me.”

“The way it was. Hi I’m Skylar, do you have any idea if this bar is open?”

“Yeah I do and I know what are the specials this weekend.”

“What are the specials?”

Ben smile grew bigger by the second, leaning his head towards her face and placed a daring kiss on her lips. Skylar chuckles grew, resting her head against his forehead and returned the soft kiss. A hand wrapped around the other, with a gentle touch and whispering mumbling only about god know what.

It felt slow, knowledgeable and gentle. Like a rather passionate peck of sweet idiotic love.

He laughed, pulling her into his arms, stumbling his back against the wall and cupped her cheeks brushed against her lips against his very own. Standing on her tippy toes, she laughed at the ridiculous jokes they made, cupping the back of neck as she placed a few smooches on him.

“Wait-wait are we really doing this? Like full on addressing this?” Sky asked with the biggest goofy grin.

“I think we are. Let’s grab a couple of beers and head over to the apartment.” Ben replies with a even bigger grin.

She grabbed his hand without a second later scurrying out the door as he rushed to grab the beer bottles and keys. The two stumbled upon the streets of New York, coming back to the apartment for quiet quality together with no interruptions, due to Bonnie watching Emma that afternoon. It also helped that Tucker was on a date, meanwhile Riley and Danny were hanging out together.

So in response, they were hushing and giggles along the way.

——

As for marriage and family, they got accidentally hitched in Vegas—I mean what?! No, they didn’t!

Ok byeeee!

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[findafight]

Holly missing Steve after the relationship ended 🥺🥺 is just so sweet and so sad because you know he was always kind to her and listened to what she was saying. Whereas her older siblings might have begrudgingly done so because of the age difference and the responsibility they had to carry since she's the baby.

I've read a couple of wonderful fics where Steve continues to see Holly after the break up and Nancy doesn't notice till months later because she's too focused on upside down stuff and Jonathan. Which I can totally see happening just based on everything.

I just picture Steve in longer relationships internally being like "Our Sibling ◉⁠‿⁠◉". Idk, I'm just rambling and thinking of Steve with younger kids and him treating them like actual people instead of the kind disinterest people can have.

A while ago we were talking about how Steve and Nancy potentially met when Steve taught parent and tot swimming to Holly and Nancy stepped in for Karen, so she met Steve in the summer of '83 and so technically Holly is the Wheeler with the most claim on Steve lol. that's her man!!

I think the Wheeler siblings' relationships are so neat because I have siblings, and I was definitely babysitting my baby brother and sister, but we're all close? So when siblings aren't talking to each other I'm sad :( those are your built in friends who you have to put up with! They are your minions! especially as young as Holly is. Yeah she's probably very annoying, but you must weaponize the annoying to your advantage!

I would love fic recs with Holly and Steve being buddies!! He and Nancy dated for nearly a year, that's a significant amount of time for a toddler, and I think Steve and her would have had fun together! I see Nancy walking into her living room only to see Steve and Holly lying on the floor having a tea party because he's babysitting her. She refuses to be babysat by anyone else. if it's been a while she'll sit at dinner and say "Mommy? isn't it time you and daddy had dinner away from us? so Nancy can go out too and then Steve can visit?" she's pushing them out the door. single highhandedly saving the Wheeler's marriage by forcing them to go on bi weekly date nights lmao.

Steve when his partner of at least three months has a little sibling:

[mx-jinxous]

Chapter 7 Part 1

He didn’t know what it was, whether it was finally having a bed or finally being able to relax knowing he could trust someone. He had ridden with the Byers to the castle, getting there early enough to have time to play with the children before class. El had been the one to win the game choice with another game of blindfold tag, Steve being the first to be blindfolded.

They spun him around several times before running away, nearly toppling down as chuckles spread out around him. It was relaxing to be out of their watchful eyes, and it was fun as he tried to navigate the small square of land without falling. The resounding chuckles turned to distancing shuffles and gave way to their escape into the forest. When the call came, Steve removed the blindfold to be met with the quiet of the garden clearing.

“Ready or not, here I come!” He hollered. Breaking through the tree line, he saw his first person. Dustin’s curly locks sprung out of the thick bush, giving Steve the chance to sneak up on the unsuspecting child. With a smirk, he scooped the boy up, earning a squawk and a bout of kicks. “Gotcha Dusty!” 

He snickered as the boy squirmed, whining and kicking at the older man. “Put me down!”

Steve did as asked, but not without ruffling Dustin’s fluffy locks, being paid with swats from the said boy. Once free, he grabbed his book from the ground and dusting it off with a stubborn huff. He turned to walk back to the garden entrance, confusing Steve. “Where are you going?”

“You caught me, so I shall wait for the others.” 

“Nope! You get caught, you join the seekers. Them the rules, kiddo. The younger boy sputtered, giving Steve a moment to walk further into the garden, Dustin giving chase.

Shrieks and groans filled the garden forest as the two found each kid one by one, recruiting them along the way to hunt for their friends and siblings. Nearly half an hour later, the group remaining was Mike, El, and Will, which the other children snarkily shared they stuck together. 

It was Dustin that eventually found them, hidden under a stone staircase landing. Behind an overgrown bush was a hole in the stone building. A snarky “Ah-ha!” echoed from the young boy, attracting the attention of the others. The three kids were curled up in the small cavern, El being the first out, followed by her brother. Both wrapped their arms around him with congratulations.

Mike was the last out of the cavern, snapping at Dustin when he saw the victorious smirk on the young boy’s face. “You cheat! Only the seeker is to search! You are not allowed to join in!”

“Yes, I can! Curantis said I could!” Dustin harked back, both boys getting in each other’s faces. Steve stepped forward, pushing the boys back a few paces while trying to talk over their yelling.

“No, because you have magic and probably used to find us!”

“I did not! I found you fair and square!”

“Then how did you find our hiding spot? We found it only moments into his counting.” Dustin scoffed and glared, folding his arms with his book tucked against his chest protectively.

“I found that spot months ago. A benefit of spending time outside. You would benefit from that in your free time.”

“Well, not all of us have a reason to stay out talking to air!”

“Hey!” Steve snapped, yet was overshadowed by a growl coming from above them.

“Michael Angelo Wheeler! You quiet that mouth this instant!” Eyes shot up to the landing. A young woman around Steve’s age was glaring intensely at the group. He had seen her in passing with the kids, the king, or even the other young adults on the castle grounds.

“Shit.” Mike grumbled while she made her way down the staircase, eyes fixed on the young man. She butted her way between both boys, grabbing the lankier boy’s ear, eliciting a whine from him.

“Not only did I have to come find you lot for classes, I come upon you cutting into how Dustin spends his free time. Have you no shame?! Apologize this instant and head to Hopper for training! Lords know he is going to make you work straight into dinner for being late! 

Mike huffed, smacking his ear free from the girl’s clutches, nearly getting torn into again when Steve decided to cut in.

“Hey, it’s not their fault. I wasn’t watching the time while we played. I’ll just explain that to Hopper.” A chill ran down his spine as her glare fell on him.

“Not entirely. Where he has forgotten his manners, you have shirked your responsibility. I have come to collect Erica and Dustin. Must I do your job as well, Curantis, or can you be trusted to take the others to their classes?”

“Nope, I can take them.”

“Nancy, stop being such a priss! You act like mother!” Mike growled, his ear once again becoming her victim.

“I will stop when you stop acting like an uncultured swine. Now get, or shall I take it up with Commander Hopper?” The young boy grumbled, but the argument died on his lips. He kicked stones on the way out of the garden, Steve shuffling the other kids after their friend. He made quick work, dropping El and Will with Joyce, and Lucas with the king’s guards woman, leaving only Max and Mike. Once they got to the training field, the idea of leaving the two ten-year-olds was less pleasing. There were grown men and women in armor, swinging swords or shooting arrows. They seemed unfazed, walking to the burly man barking orders, standing at attention awaiting him to address.

That left Steve’s morning until evening free and nothing to do, so he decided to explore the castle grounds. He wandered to the back garden, visiting Claudia’s grave. There was a fresh bouquet that hadn’t been there when he had left the night prior, perhaps from Dustin or one of the other castle occupants.

Regardless, it was nice that people remembered her even in death. He never lived near his extended family, and doesn’t even know his grandparents by memory, or even if they’re alive. Maybe his parents didn’t care enough or love him past his necessity, but possibly his grandparents could. He doesn’t know if he could handle more rejection, but he could live alone. He’s done fine so far. 

Kneeling down, he cleaned the fallen leaves that cluttered the grave and repositioned the flowers on the cleared stone base. Maybe between shifts, he could help out around the castle, keep busy in the kitchen, help in the garden, or cleaning until the kids are out of class. It was peaceful out here - or was.

“Are you praying?” came from behind him, causing him to jump and flail to the ground. Standing above him stood Robin, arms crossed over her chest, a half smirk on her face. “Quite a dance.”

“Why are you skulking around? Don’t you have something to do?” He scoffed, pushing himself off the ground and dusting himself off.

“I could say the same thing. No children to lead around today?”

“Classes. I figured I’d use the time to learn the layout of the castle.”

“Alone? You would get lost quite fast.” With a roll of his eyes, Steve crossed his arms, mirroring the young woman.

“Well, if I’m going to live here, then I need to know the layout one way or another. Can’t spend all day in the gardens.”

Robin looked him up and down, silence falling between the two as she studied him. The smirk turned to a full grin before she whipped around, marching towards the castle. “I shall give you a tour, then. Come along!” Steve stuttered, following her while trying to think of a comeback.

Like in the market, Robin took the lead with rambling through each all, over sharing history. They came to a stop in a wing that seemed less lived in than the rest of the castle. 

“And this is King Wayne’s personal hall, but Kas allows us to explore it whenever we like.”

“Isn’t that kind of invasive?” Steve scoffed, a little intrigued by the darkened hall.

“Anything considered private is behind a locked door. This hall has been my favorite over the years. It has been used as the main home of the royal family. It was always prepared in the event of an invasion. This hall has the most hidden passages throughout the castle. Come with me.” Robin pulled him along to a lounge filled with bookcases lined with books and plenty of sofas, like a nerd’s wet dream.

She dropped his arm in favor of flittering through the books, pulling several of them down until one slung back into place. Steve raised his brow at the book, only to jump back when the bookcase swung inward, revealing a darkened room. 

Robin walked with a pep in her step, lighting the torches lining the wall with a flick of her wrist. Steve stepped into the room, taking in the hidden cavern. He should stop being surprised after being magically whisked away to another time, so hidden passages shouldn’t be that shocking. Still, it seemed elaborate for this time period.

“This was a room built to house the royal family in the event of an attack, much like most of the passages.” She seemed like a real museum guide with her excitement while the young man investigated the books.

“The museum didn’t mention any of this,” He mumbled to himself as he fiddled with the book. 

“Wha- Wait! Do not touch-!” before she could finish her warning, the bookcase swung shut, knocking Steve back. It latched with a loud thud, sealing them in.

“Shit.”

“Nice job, Dingus.” She groaned, rubbing her temple.

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As promised, finally had time for this. Hopefully, I'll get it finished in the next 2 weeks.

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both reader and Jon being brainless and babbling praises to eachother and so close to eachother because any friction builds up to the other cumming🥹🙏🏾

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both r and Jonathan are sensitive and are subs, this is taking place in season 4 tbh, purple palm tree delight talk, weed/blunts, smoking, crying kink, pleasing kink, butterfly position, pet names, babbling, babying kink, and all that good stuff.

YOUR FLIGHT TO CALIFORNIA WASN'T AS BACK AS YOU THOUGHT, it was simple besides sitting beside the dark haired boy Micheal Wheeler who mumbles all of the lyrics of a song.

Arriving at the airport after about 5 hours after the plan ride, you were finally with your boyfriend, Jonathan Byers-his friend, Argyle and the two siblings Will and Eleven.

You greeted everybody with a cheerful smile and Jonathan with a warm hug and unforgettable kiss, as his hand hooked into your belt hook on you jean shorts as he started follow you around like a lost puppy, just how you use to be back in hawks.

Once you guys first started dating you would never seen one without the other, but ever sense the mall fire, everything changes,, Jonathan would call at lease once or twice a month then how he use to do,

Which was once every week.

But it wasn't the time to worry about all of that, you guys were together in person, not distance away on the house-phone.

You, Jonathan and Argyle walked behind the three teens with glasses that Jonathan gave you, getting into the car, you choose to sit in the back seat, and Jonathan who wanted to be close to you followed as well.

Argyle driving, Will passenger seat, El and Mike back seats and, you and Jonathan in the truck, cuddle up tugging it upon one and another over and over, kissing and brushing against each other.

As you guys arrived at a mystery area you didn't know which was the roller rink, and allowed Will, Mike and El do get out of the car.

"Will.,, have fun!" Jonathan called out to his brother stepping out of the van and help you as well while smiling at the both of you.

You jumped out of the truck and gave Will a hug, "Don't be a party poo'er, okay I have something for you when we get back!"

Will smiled and hugged you back just as he was about to move away, you kissed his hair and whisper, "Don't let others bring you down."

He nodded as you hopped into the back seat of the car, and waved him off as he finally opened the door to the skating ring and turn to smile once more before walking in.

Argyle had be driving you and Jonathan for a while.. it was quite relaxing, moment after you guys stopped at the pit full of abandoned cars Argyle pulled out a bag,

"Purple palm tree delight?"

You looked back and forth at Jonathan and Argyle wanting a explanation, "What's is that?"

"It's weed darling!" Argyle yelled into you ear, as Jonathan laughed.

You laughed a little as well as you mumbled.. "I don't know.. if Jon likes it-I'll try!"

You just didn't know what you were getting yourself into, not a single bit.

Being that no brainer girl, innocent and bubbly you crawled to the front of the car, sitting between Jonathans legs as you giggle at him as he rested his chin on your shoulder.

Argyle rolled up the weed and lighted up, smoking it first with a little poof poof pass, to Jonathan who poof poof and turned you around, to blow it into your face.

You coughed as you inhaled it all before pouting at Jon.

"That hurts!" you mumbled as you hit his shoulder as he apologized to you, "Sorry baby."

Jonathan passed the blunt to you, as you nervously placed it between your lips and suck a lot in, as you exhale some through your mouth, and the rest out of your nose before coughing.

Jonathan patted you back telling you, "That's was good, very good for your first try precious"

You smiled to yourself at the praise before looking at Argyle how was already smoking him another blunt, you smiled at Jon before smoking in some more, and patting his cheek.

His mouth opened just as you blew it into your mouth and he exhaled it out of his nose while staring to your eyes.

Falling more and more inlove by the seconds just a your hand raised into his hand hassling into it, just as his slides up your body and does the same.

Still looking into each others eyes, just as you placed the blunt onto elbow rest, you pressed you forehead against him, giggling a bit.

The hold he had onto your head was so hungrier, he need you closer had to have you closer.

The moment lasted for a while before both of your heads flashed and turned to Argyle who was laughing loud as hell.

"Fuck-Argyle go play golf."

You laughed as Jonathan slapped the long haired boys chess, trying to get him out the car,

It didn't take as long as you thought.

Jonathan tucked his hand between your head and neck kissing it lovably before licking and breathing against it.

"Where were we?" he asked in a smoothing voice.

You giggle before he pulled you all the way onto his lap, brushing his hands against your thin t-shirt to see your harden nipples noticing you didn't even have a bra on.

He bring the blunt, smoking it before blowing it into thin air.

Just at the sight you were getting wet, and you knew he knew.

You slowly rocked your hips as he looked up at you like you were the only person in the world, "Y/N.. baby please-I need..haa~ ffff-fuck that's good!" you giggled at his stumbling voice.

Your lips latch onto Jonathan's neck, your teeth grazing the exposed skin, forcing on bite marks wanting your teeth printed on him, goodness.

The tip of your tongue is moving all around his neck, paying close attention to the hollow of his throat while you make the most of the moment and make him feel good about himself.

"Jon.. more.. I need help" you whimpered to him as you felt the tighten in his pants as you looked into his sparkling eyes.

"Yeah.. okay-sorry mm!" He answered quickly and softly between kisses, as you pressing your core against his problem.

There's no room for you guys to be embarrassed by your need, beside Argyle who was high as a kite.

"Fffff-fuvk!" The quiet squeak is just about all Jonathan can manage to let out, his hands settling tightly onto the hips of your body.

He's not helping at all, he realizes. He's not the one rocking you back and forth over his aching length.

You are.

He's babbling trying to help and bounce back and help you, but nothing is working the groans from him is getting loud as his moans are slowly escaping.

Head into the crook of your neck, eyes squeezed shut, pure bliss making every nerve ending movement pleasantly, he's not even inside you but is going crazy.

Is it the weed, the purple palm tree delight?

If you were to asked Argyle I'd tell you "Yeah my dude.. His been wanting to fuck you while his high" You'd be surprise at this thought as well.

Jonathan was different now, maybe from lack of sex, or lack of being around you or even from the weed and meeting Argyle,

You won't the only sub in the bedroom anymore, you both were.. you rocked you hips more and more, grinding fast and quick just as you were panting but kept telling yourself to go on.

"Jon!!" you whimpered, "I don't think I can keep going.. ffff'please... help"

He kissed your neck before gripping you hip more, pushing it against himself as he met you between the thrusts and crotch grinding together.

"Hold on.. fa'me please-holy shit!" He moaned as he tried to finish the sentence but your hands were now onto his shoulder as you both.

You both quicken the thrusting more and more, faster and faster just as you both were babbling like crazy.

Foreheads press against one and other, teary eyes as one of you let the first tear leak out and pour out of your eyes as you were looking deeply into each other legs holding onto each other tightly as hell.

"I ahhAh~! Need... haaa'need you Jonnn!" you moaned into the open mouth kissed you were giving each others.

"I knowwww haaa~!" he moaned back.

Jesus knows you both couldn't handle that but you can't understand how this feels as good as it does without any real replication of the wet heat of both of your bodies.

Jonathan thinks he's got it under control as he lets your body roll against his and meets you half way, it was only successful for a while, a short while.

Rocking, thrusting and grinding back and forth over and over, panting babbling to either.

Thinking they are both tight up but no..no, they aren't really hasn't.

"Ang-angel! You gotta stop.. I can't- fffffucking bullshit!" He babbled up to you rubbing his hand upon your waist to your hips and squeezing.

"No-J.. please!" you whimpered and babble, "Need..need need you.. I need!"

"No-nooo baby-honey I can't go on.. s'stop-" Jonathan begins but it's too late, everything is coming down, quicker then he thought.

Pleasure pile up, adding all together as the base of his spine, holding each other even close as you both cum

His splattering against the inside of his loose jean bottoms and all he can do is hold you close and while babbling and whimper up a bunch of moans.

"Bubba~ haaa- oh god please!" both of you moaning and whimper as you tried and tried to form a sentences, as he just placed open mouthed kissing upon your kisses.

As you bodies collapse onto each other, hips still rocking as Jonathan is cumming more, "I love you haaa.. I love you so much dimples."

"Ahh~ I love you moreee! I swear.. please I don't think I can stop aaAhh~ byres~!" you babbled to him panting and holding onto him tight like as you can feel the wet spot leaking through your panties and right through your shorts.

You lifted up a little just as Jonathan let out a laugh and cupped your clothed pussy, "You leaking.."

Just as you look down see the white substance dipping with the in between your thighs, pushing your head into your hands as you whimper form being sensitive and embarrassed at the same time.

"No need baby, come on I'll clean it up." he whispered in your ear as he pushed you so your back was against the seat and he was above you, kissing you heavenly.

You brushed your hand into his hair as he pulled his pants down exposing his high leak of cum and wet boxers,

"Jesus, look what you do to me Y/N."

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Welcome Home AU ideas

(I only have one so far)

The Greatest Showman AU

❗️Spoilers up ahead!❗️

Basic idea:

Eddie started out as a poor kid who sometimes worked for Frank’s family with his father and fell in love with Frank after seeing him during hIs lessons in etiquette. He fell in love with his curiosity and grumpy yet caring attitude. Frank fell for him because he could make him laugh and taught him things she never knew about. He managed to get the Frankly-Hallot’s blessing to marry Frank. In order to raise money to support his nobel born-and-raised husband and now two adopted daughters, he tries to create a museum of sorts but it ultimately flops. One of his daughters points out that nobody wants to look at a bunch of old paintings and dirty bones and so Eddie sets out to find the most bizarre persons he can to add to his new show. Along the way he meets Wally Carlyle-Darling, a young man who is very successful but also very sheltered and cautious. After Wally eventually becomes business partners with Eddie, he meets a set of siblings that are a part of Eddie’s circus. He falls in love with Y/N Wheeler at first sight but Y/N has her doubts. After all, he is a puppet and she is a human. But that cannot stop love.

Hopes for the characters:

I’m hoping for Barnaby to be Lord of Leeds.

And Julie is the Lettie Lutz (Bearded lady) I don’t care what yall say. She’d nail it. Julie is bearded lady and Sally is Charles Stratton (Short man/Tom thumb), because romantic besties and because yes. I don’t make the rules.

Howdy is W.D. Wheeler (One of the acrobat siblings. W.D. Is Anne’s, or in this case, Y/N’s brother) (Y/N was adopted like most humans were.)

Poppy is Queen Victoria. I just feel like this role would fit her so well.

I don’t care who Jenny Lind is played by. Just preferably not by someone likable. 😒 I have a bias against her. No offense to any Jenny lovers out there. It’s just my opinion.

Details I’m hoping for:

Subtlety hinted throughout the whole thing that Julie and Sally are somewhat romantically interested in each other.

Eddie and Frank’s kids are just alternate AUs of themselves but nobody notices until the end in which some random background character takes one look at Frank and Eddie and one look at the kids and is like “Since when were there two of each of you guys?”, but ironically because there literally *are* two versions of them.

In the big group hug at the bar after Eddie gets it through his thick skull that his friends aren’t just staying for the money but because they finally have a place they fit in, he gets comically squished and makes a squeaky toy noise.

Both Wally’s parents have the exact same hair as him. 😂

Howdy is an overprotective brother and doesn’t approve of Y/N and Wally but is a good big brother and lets them happen because he knows Wally wouldn’t hurt Y/N for anything.

Let me know if you have an idea for more!