#car junk yards near me

[a111autoparts]

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Car's Cash For Junk Clunkers

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Car's Cash For Junk Clunkers in Davenport, IA, is your go-to solution for selling old, damaged, or unwanted vehicles. Specializing in junk car removal, they offer fast, friendly, and reliable service, ensuring you get the best cash offer for your clunker. Whether your car is running or not, their hassle-free process includes free towing, so you can effortlessly turn your junk car into instant cash. Committed to customer satisfaction, Car's Cash For Junk Clunkers provides top-notch service, making it easy and convenient to dispose of your junk car in Davenport and the surrounding areas.

[atlasautorecycling]

Turning Clunkers into Cash: A Comprehensive Guide to Selling Your Junk Car for Instant Money

When selling your junk car, the first thing you will have to do is find a junkyard that buys cars near me. Junkyards play an essential role in buying junk vehicles and help keep the environment clean and healthy.

[ourfamilysalvage]

Our Family Salvage | Scrap Yard | Junk Car Removal in Philadelphia PA

Our reputable Scrap Yard in Philadelphia PA, is your premier destination for all your scrap metal needs. We accept a wide range of materials, including aluminum cans, bikes, batteries, and even vehicles, and provide fair cash in return for your scrap. With us, you can effortlessly dispose of unwanted items while contributing to a sustainable environment. Our team of experts ensures a smooth and efficient recycling process. Moreover, we are also renowned for smooth and swift Junk Car Removal in Philadelphia PA. Our professionals have the latest equipment and skills to remove old, unwanted vehicles from your property, offering hassle-free solutions and fair compensation. So, if you need our expert assistance, call or visit us today.

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What Are The Reason Behind To Sell Your Junk Car For Cash?

If you have a junk car in your home backyard and you want to sell it to earn some valuable amount price. Because it is not working properly on the road and gives you trouble while driving it on the road. Here are so many places where you can sell your junk car for cash you can do research in your local market as well as on the online market. This will help you to get some idea regarding the junk car like where you can sell it which can help you to earn some valuable amount price. Here are some basic points which you can keep in your mind while selling your junk car to earn some cash:-

 Extra Cash 

 Everyone likes to earn some extra cash from their daily routine of earning. So if you have a junk car in your home backyard you can earn easily a valuable amount price from it. You can sell your junk car to any nearby junkyard, scrap yard, a company that can deal with buying and selling junk cars or any individual that is interested to buy it at a maximum price value. This will help you to earn some extra cash from your junk cars near me.

 Free Up Space

 When you didn’t use your junk car on the road because it will give you some problems and trouble while driving it. You should sell your junk car for cash and this will help you to make some space in your home backyard. So you will use that space for some other work or you will park your new car in that place. This will help you make some free space while selling your junk car.

 Environmental Concerns

 Nowadays pollution is the main cause of serious problems in human life as well as in the environment. So if you have a junk car you should sell it to earn some valuable amount price this will help you to earn some cash and save your environment from the poisoning fuel or smoke which is produced by your junk car while driving it on the road. It is not good for our environment and the people.

[junkcarsdeerfieldbeach]

Simple 5 Steps to Sell Your Junk Car in Cash

If you have a junk car and you want to sell it at good price money. You may know some basic points and things before selling your junk car to anyone. You should know and understand the market of a junk car before selling your junk car and what are the most important things to do while selling it. You can go and check in your local market as well as on the online market and research things regarding junk cars near me. The online market is the place where you get all the answers to your questions with just a click. Here are 5 basic steps that you may know before selling your junk car to anyone is as under:-

 Title Transfer

 The first step you can do to sell your junk car safely. You can make all the important documents of the car and the paper of the selling process of your junk car will be ready before selling it. Without any title, you cannot sell your junk car to anyone. When you go to sell your junk car to anyone you can transfer the title to the person who bought it.

 Right Worth

 You can have some idea regarding the price of your junk car. Before you go to sell your rusted car to anyone, you may offer them a worth price for your junk car. You can compare your offers with others also in the market.

 Get Few Quotes

 When you make your documents and know the worth price of your junk car, you can call any car buyer company and ask some basic questions regarding the junk car. You can ask them for their services like they provide free towing service or are charged for it or how much time they will take to deliver etc.

 Take The Final Decision

 When you clear all your thoughts and questions, you can decide to pick the best option for you. Before finalizing the decision you can also research yourself in the market to compare all the offers and prices of junk cars when you get to make sure of the deal then you can finalize the decision.

 Delivery

 In the end when the buyer wants you to give them a doorstep service for delivering a junk car. You may give them because it’s time to say goodbye to your customer and your junk car too.

[junkcarsopalocka]

The Ultimate Guide to Selling Your Wrecked Car in Florida

If you've found yourself with a wrecked car in Florida, you may be wondering how to sell it. In this article, we are going to do our best for step-by-step guide on selling your junk car near me. Additionally, we have prepared a short FAQ section to address common questions you may have. So let's dive in and discover the ultimate guide to selling your wrecked car in Florida!

Assess the Damage

The first step in selling your wrecked car is to assess the extent of the damage. Look carefully to the junk car and try to know if it is repairable or if it's considered not a good deal. This evaluation will help you make informed decisions throughout the selling process.

To sell your wrecked car in Florida, you'll need to gather important documents. These typically include the car's title, registration, and any other relevant paperwork. Make sure you have these documents ready as they will be required for the sale.

Obtain Multiple Quotes

Now it's time to gather quotes from different buyers. Reach out to salvage yards, junkyards, and car dealerships to get their offers. Relate the quotes and prefer the best one according to your needs.

Negotiate the Price

Once you have selected a buyer, it's time to negotiate the price. Keep in mind that wrecked cars usually have lower value, so be realistic in your expectations. Be open to negotiations and try to reach a fair agreement with the buyer.

Complete the Sale

After agreeing on the price, it's time to complete the sale. Ensure that you transfer the title and any other necessary paperwork to the buyer. Once the deal is settled, take out your personal belongings from the car and hand over the keys.

FAQ

 Can I sell my wrecked car in Florida if it's not running?

Yes, you can sell your wrecked car even if it's not running. Salvage yards and junkyards are often interested in buying non-running vehicles for parts or recycling.

 Do I need to remove all personal items from the car before selling it?

Yes, it's essential to remove all personal items from the car before selling it. Check carefully the glove section, trunk, and other storage areas to make sure you haven't left anything behind.

 How long does the selling process usually take?

The selling process can vary depending on several factors, such as the buyer's availability and the paperwork required. Averagely, it can take anyplace within few days to sell a wrecked car.

 Are there any alternatives to selling my wrecked car?

If you're having trouble selling your wrecked car, you can consider donating it to a charity or contacting a scrap car removal service. These options provide a hassle-free way to dispose of your car while potentially contributing to a good cause.

 Selling your wrecked car in Florida doesn't have to be a daunting task. Remember to assess the damage, gather necessary documents, obtain quotes, negotiate the price, and complete the sale. Good luck with selling your wrecked car!

[a111autoparts]

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[cozy-writes-things]

Electric Love: Pt. 1

Edgar [Electric Dreams 1984] x Gn!Reader

All of my fics so far have followed the same universe, so I thought it's only logical that I post an introduction to that universe.

The old man peering at you through puffy eyes and age seemed to have an air shrouded in mystery. His thin, white wisps of hair seemed to stagnate in place as he adjusted his button down.

“This old thing has been around for years now,” he gruffed—an unreadable tone—as his hand encased the yellowed plastic, “I don’t remember what happened to it; must have dropped it, or let some animal chip away at it.”

The dingy, vintage computer before your eyes surely had not been dropped, nor torn into by some animal. It sat upon his countertop completely destroyed; as if it had burst and shattered from the inside out, ripping the glass into jagged shards. You swallowed this thought; this was no time to debate the old man. He seemed to be quite senile as it was and pushing any further seemed like a fruitless effort. Instead, you stretched a thin smile his way, pursing your lips in thought.

“You actually think you can get this thing to work again?” he queried, raising a salt and pepper brow at your expression.

��Well, I’m not sure, but… I’d like to try,” what you hadn’t told him, however, was your infatuation with electronics. Ever since completing your bachelor’s in computer science, you have been tinkering away at many different projects in between jobs, building custom PCs, fixing old Game Boys, and many others. This little computer was an addition to your ever growing collection.

It came from a company you had never heard of before, only to learn it had become defunct in the 80s due to some inexplicable software issues in their products. This certainly intrigued you, as prodding into its code could provide some useful insight to real, vintage tech that just doesn’t exist anymore. But, that’s only if you manage to fix the heap of destruction limply hung before you.

The old man stiffened at your words, ever so slightly, before rattling out, “Well, if you do, don’t bring it anywhere near me. I can’t stand all this tech, and gadgets, and whatnot. Pisses me off.”

“Right,” you interjected, knowing people like him tend to go on long, anti-future, anti-technology rants, trying desperately to beat him to the punch, “well, how much do you want for it?”

He stilled, contemplating for a moment, “twenty-five should be fine.”

“Perfect,” you chirped, padding against your pockets and bag searching for some cash. Pulling out your wallet, you waded around the folds, only to find a crumpled up and faded ten dollar bill and a debit card.

“Ah, I’ve only got a ten…”

He rolled his eyes, “of course you do, you got PayPal, then?” Your cheeks flushed a burning red hot from embarrassment, “ah, yes, I do-”

“Great, just pay me that way,” he bent down and scribbled something messily onto a note, “here’s my information. I made sure to set this up for people like you, you know. Nobody carries cash anymore, or so my grandson tells me.”

You force out a nervous chuckle.

“That’s certainly true… these days, ah…” you unlocked your phone and began inputting his information into PayPal before pressing send on the digital payment, “okay, it went through.”

“Perfect. You need help getting this hunk of junk to your car?”

“No, I should be fine, thank you, sir,” you croak as you heave the broken computer into your arms, heading towards his door.

“Well, come back if you want to buy anything else. Nobody goes to yard sales anymore, it seems.”

You can only turn your head and chuckle at his quip, before awkwardly dashing out of his apartment and towards your car. The dampened asphalt from the rain squelched under your toes as you lugged the large piece of tech to the passenger side.

“There,” you whispered, to nobody in particular, as you awkwardly buckled the computer in place, “hopefully you won’t fall that way.”

And just like that, you were off, headed towards home to begin the massive project that was repairing this obsolete device.

“What to do with you?”

You groaned as you thumped the solid mass of plastic and metal against your desk, “you’re incredibly broken.”

First and foremost, it needs a screen replacement. Which is easier said than done. Especially considering the company who manufactured these things hasn’t existed in 40 years. Unfortunately, a close replica will have to do. Maybe you could even upgrade its screen with something with a bit more prowess.

Poking inside of its components seemed to tell a different story. Miraculously, none of the motherboards were damaged with the same ferocity the screen had been. There seemed to be some sort of dried, caked on water damage of some sort, that left a sticky residue, but otherwise, everything seemed to be relatively intact. The yellowed casing could use a wipe down from the thick layer of starchy dust, but it seemed to hold its original shape with surprising ease.

Following a closer inspection, it seemed as though the glass screen, and the components in charge of illuminating it, were the only things in need of replacing. A quick browse on Amazon, some tech forums, and a post on Reddit should be a good start in finding a usable replacement for this sad, broken gadget.

For now, however, you get some isopropyl alcohol and a soft bristled toothbrush to chip away at the water damage on the motherboards in hopes of restoring the electrical connections. You were quite hopeful that you’d get this little guy up and running just as soon as you could find the right parts. It’s only a matter of time.

[tripleglitchwriting]

I saw that the request is open, so I thought. How about a first contact au with rotb optimus? I've always liked that old bot haha

Hell yeah I rewatched the movie for this. Sorry it took longer for me to actually write this than I anticipated 😅

Some Things Are More Important

CW: Unintentional fearplay, calling a person “it” (also unintentionally)

Ah, the junkyard. A beautiful array of scrap metal glinting under the sun day after day, perfect for welding and crafting. For the longest time the atmosphere of the place put you off, but your drive to create overtook your fear and replaced it with passion.

The day your life changed was no different than any other. You took your time packing your things, preparing to scavenge once again, though the evening sun was already threatening to advance further down the sky. You didn’t need much, it wasn’t a far trip and certainly not a difficult one. You left in good time, pushing down the uneasy feeling you got when you stepped outside the house.

There was a specific piece of metal you were looking for, one you saw a couple days ago but wouldn’t fit in your cart due to how full it had been. It was the perfect size and shape for what you needed, of course you had to leave behind the one thing you needed now, though it couldn’t hurt to pick up some other materials while you were at it. Masterfully navigating your way through the junk was a special talent of yours, one you were quite proud of, so it struck you as odd when a random truck showed up in the middle of the yard.

It was red and blue, one of those trucks that carried huge cargo boxes and were scary to drive next to. It was pretty beat up, though you can’t imagine why someone would leave it here of all places rather than a used car lot or something. Well, you thought, it wasn’t your problem, so you didn’t treat it as such. You simply continued your search. There were so many great pieces of metal, you ended up staying there until dusk, yet you still couldn’t find the one you were looking for.

Now that you think about it, it must’ve been where that truck was now. Maybe somebody moved it, or worse, took it. It would be a huge bummer to lose such a perfect piece to your puzzle, so you figured staying out to look near the truck wouldn’t hurt anybody.

After around ten minutes of picking through trash, you heard a sound. It wasn’t particularly loud, but it was unnerving to say the least. It sounded like metal scraping together so you brushed it off as the wind blowing on some light metal or something. Five minutes later it happened again, this time louder. Not long after it happened again, and by now you were getting pretty freaked out.

Taking metal from the scrapyard wasn’t particularly illegal, after all you’d learned how to do it properly from your law-abiding friends, however it came with a certain set of risks. Getting cut by rusty metal, stepping on a stray nail, or even getting robbed by someone who preys on scrap pickers like yourself. You didn’t want to know what the sound was and you weren’t about to find out, perfect piece be dammed. It was time to cut your losses.

You didn’t take two steps before it happened.

A strange, mechanical, alien sound rattled from behind you. You whipped your head around despite your survival instincts telling you to run immediately. Before your very eyes the red and blue truck started pulling itself part, little pieces forming a much, much larger figure. It looked nearly human really, if not for being impossibly large and also a robot truck.

A gobsmacked look etched itself on your face, not that you noticed it. You were a little preoccupied at the time, with the giant robot reaching a giant robot hand at you. Just then you realized there was a giant robot hand reaching at you, and you screamed louder than any horror movie victim ever could. The hand froze for a second, taken aback by your sudden noise, but when you remained frozen it continued its pursuit.

It was already too late by the time your body agreed to let you move. Incomprehensibly large fingers wrapped around your comparatively small form, gripping you tight enough to stop any struggles you tried to make. The thing held you up to its face, bright blue eyes shining like headlights in your vision. There were plenty of words that came from your mouth at the time, none of which were at any point comprehendible. To your utter shock, the robot seemed to notice this.

“Perhaps I have downloaded the wrong language pack… or I have found the wrong species…” It said to itself in a distinctly human voice.

“Wh- what the- what are- what are you?” Hooray! You got a sentence out. Your heart was not as excited though, as it felt more like it was going to pound out of your chest.

“So you can speak.” The voice boomed, knocking any hope you had of replying out of your throat.

“What?? What???” You rasped out, two words was better than none, you supposed.

“Did I… break you?”

“Did you- no, no you… didn’t. Please don’t.”

“I do not intend to bring you any harm, little one.“

“Then… stop squeezing… me” The grip immediately loosened. You took in a deep breath of air. “Thank you…”

“My sincerest apologies, I did not mean to hurt you.”

“That’s good to know… but, um, what exactly are you? I asked it before but… you know.” The robot nodded with you, a thoughtful motion but a generally unwelcome one because even the smallest moments it made caused you a bout nausea.

“Yes, introductions. My name is Optimus Prime, leader of the Autobots.” Optimus Prime… a strange name. Though it’s not like your current situation was any more normal.

“…I’m Whyen, nice to meet you. Could you… put me down, by any chance?” Optimus nodded, gently setting you down. He stood up again, but realized how much you had to crane your neck up to see him, so he resolved to a kneel.

“What are you.” However tough he looked on the outside, you would feel the sheer curiosity oozing off his voice.

“Uh, I’m a human.”

“Human… and you’re the dominant species on this planet?”

“Yeah, pretty much.”

“I see. I was lucky to find a vehicle mode with your language on it.”

“I… don’t really know what that means but ok. So, what are you?”

“I am Cybertronian, from the planet Cybertron.”

“Huh. Another planet.” You kicked by the oncoming existential crisis in hopes of more answers. “Right… so, if you’re from space, why are you here?” His face suddenly shifted from curiosity to a grim look of remembrance.

“There is a war on my planet. Me and my team have ended up here on accident, I’m afraid.”

“Oh… well, I’m sorry about that.”

“Don’t be, I have no intention of staying here longer than we have to, doing so could endanger this entire planet.”

“Wait, what? The- all- the whole planet?”

“Yes,” He responded in a low, distant voice. “Our enemies, unlike us, would not hesitate to destroy any planet if it meant winning the war.” You started at him in shock. In an attempt to avoid further panic, you decided to take a different route on questioning.

“Who’s ‘us’?”

“The Autobots, my friends.”

“So you’re saying… you’re leading your side of the war? Like a general?”

“Yes, to put it simply.”

“Wow… this is… a lot. How are you going to find your friends?”

“I… do not know. I was attempting to contact them before I noticed you.“

“Oh…”

“Do not worry. If the Deceptions attack this planet, we will protect it with our very sparks. A young species such as yourselves do not deserve to be punished for our mistakes.” Your expression softened. As this metal titan spoke to you, in gentle, deep tones, you felt strangely at peace. You felt silly for ever being afraid of him, like you’d known this alien for ages. He didn’t even know you, yet he was willing to risk his life for your home.

“…Thank you.”

“Do not thank me now, young human, I have yet to get your people out of harms way.”

“What about you?”

“What about me?”

“Are you going to be okay?” Optimus’s eyes widened for just a second before his face broke into a warm smile.

“…I will be just fine.”

“Well, if it’s my planet at stake… I want to help you.”

“Help me?”

“Yeah. I know more about this planet than you do, so I can show you how things work around here. It’s the least I can do.”

“That is very kind of you, you have my thanks.”

“Well, first I have to get home and sleep- my house isn’t too far from here, and I live alone so you don’t have to worry about anyone else freaking out. Not many people live around here.”

“That is good. I… apologies if I am too bold, is it okay if I carry you back to your home? It would be in our best interest to get to your home as fast as possible.”

“Ah, true. Well, I guess so.” He laid out his hand. It took you a second to climb on a stabilize yourself, nodding when you were ready for him to move. And he did, and you guided him all the way home. You hardly even noticed the junkyard and forgotten scrap metal you’d spent the night collecting.

Some things are more important.

[kzlove]

connie's sister's got it goin' on

jean thought his friends were bluffing when they told him connie's sister was the shit.

warnings : slight suggestive, eren and armin are pervs, jean speaks a lil french, not proofread

part two

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driving in the rain sucked ass.

connie had conviced jean to go out with him to a few places that still made his head spin when he tried to think about it.

of course, connie was like this kid that was never allowed outside of his yard.

anything fun? yeah of course the homies gotta go with him.

sadly, eren was too busy catching up with college work, and armin had tutoring on saturdays.

sasha has a boyfriend, and mikasa is practically obsessed with her girlfriend.

the only person that was free was jean, who never minded going out with connie.

safe to say, it was never boring.

but of course, connie's unprepared ass never checked to see how the weather would be when planning to spend the day outside.

so they were driving back to connie's in the middle of what seemed to be the beginning of a thunderstorm.

"mother nature needa close her legs." connie grumbled, watching the road like the passenger princess he was.

jean rolled his eyes in return. before he could get his word out, lighting struck loudly.

ooo mother nature didn't like connie for that statement he made. it rained harder, if even possible.

jean was able to get them both to connie's house safely, parking outside due to connie and a few other family member's cars parked in the garage.

yeah.. connie had a big family.

in the home was connie, his parents, his younger sister, three younger brothers, and his older sister.

the older sister was rarely at the house though, having a job and her own place in another state.

but with their parents away on their anniversary, someone had to watch the kids.

and connie really isn't that reliable. the poor kids wouldn't even step foot out of the house for school or eat anything other than junk food.

so his older sister decided to come down and help out.

"i hope you don't plan on going home in this weather." connie said, turning to jean with a light frown.

once again, before jean could respond, something had interrupted him.

this time, it was connie, taking the keys of of the ignition and dashing onto the porch, hood over his head in a jiffy.

jean groaned in annoyance before following suit.

"you didn't have to do all of that." jean complained immediately when he made it to the porch.

connie mocked the boy beside him, unlocking the door and holding it open for jean in a cheesy smile.

"i'm home! what's that smell?!" connie yelled over the tv, his three younger brothers playing the game loudly.

jean heard loud footsteps, but didn't pick up his heaad while he balanced on connie to take his shoes off.

"it's actual cooked fuckin food- jesus connie i thought i told you to tell me if you were bringing guests!" jean heard an unfamiliar voice yell from the stairs.

jean looked up and goodness..

the sight before him was gorgeous.

there you stood, wearing a white t-shirt that barely even left your hips.

you were filled out in all of the best ways, a mean scowl on your face directed towards the man beside him.

all jean could think about was 'if you could see it from the front...'

what snapped him out of his thoughts was your eyes on him as you cleared your throat.

jean muttered a small sorry and turned around, giving some privacy at least.

"wouldn't have to if you'd wear some goddamn clothes." connie shot back, rolling his eyes with an exasperated groan.

"i'm sorry you still haven't fixed the fan in the kitchen so i sweat fucking bullets when i have to cook." you scoffed, walking back upstairs.

jean turned around when he heard you were halfway up the stairs.

and goodness was that ass fat-

"okay jean. you can use the bathroom near my room to shower and shit. i'm gonna use my sisters." connie said, gesturing to upstairs.

jean nodded, swallowing lightly and making his way upstairs.

he walked into the bathroom near connie's room like he was told to, and immediately called the boys group chat after he'd shut the door.

that definitely didn't include connie.

it was a conversation made when tey were planning a surprise party for connie, and never ended up deleting it.

it's only really used to play imessage games now though.

eren and armin immediately answered, confused as to why this chat was being called.

"bro y'all are fake." jean whispered harshly, glaring at the phone.

"what'd i do this time? the aloe vera was mika's idea." eren complained, rolling his eyes while propping his phone up.

jean disregarded what was said.

eren's hair was down and he was shirtless, some comic book in his hand.

armin looked like he had just gotten back from his tutoring session.

his bag was in hand and his phone wasn't showing his face like it always was.

"why didn't either of you tell me his sister was like that?!" jean exclaimed quietly, raising his eye brow.

eren bursted into laughter, making armin follow along and pause in his steps through his house.

jean cursed quietly, turning his volume down to hide their ill jokes and laughter.

"aye! tell mama if she done fuckin that lawyer she with, i got a big one waiting in my lap!" armin joked, grinning at the camera.

"let her know papi extraña ese lindo coño!" eren said, pressing his tongue between his index and middle fingers teasingly.

jean rolled his eyes, ignoring his friends whistles and moans.

a few knocks at the door got jean's attention, making him pale.

"please don't let anyone hear them." jean begged under his breath, before getting ready to hang up.

eren and armin noticed, and laughed at him and his predicament.

"remember! tell her it cures to the right! presses right on that g-spot!" "she could wear whatever she want, i can fight and my name is moanable! i'll fight that man for her too!"

jean hung up quickly, opening the door.

to his luck, you were standing at the door holding a fluffy pink towel and some clothes.

"hey. jean right? connie said to bring you some clothes. sadly, i could only find this towel." you explained, gesturing to what's in your hand.

jean swallowed before nodding, taking the pile of stuff from you.

"thanks." he said quickly, before taking the pile of stuff from you.

he decided on getting in the shower and trying to take his mind off you before he had a.. problem.

~

when jean came out of the shower, he made a beeline straight for connie's room.

he felt like he might die if he seen you immediately after his shower.

luckily, connie was in there with a blunt in his mouth and the video game already on.

"took you long enough." connie mumbled, still holding onto the spliff.

jean rolled his eyes and took a seat on the bed, kicking his legs up and getting comfortable.

connie took another look at jean and chuckled. "you look like you got a compression shirt on." connie teased.

jean flipped him off, swiping open his phone and opening a random game.

connie began playing music, the tunes blasting out of the sound system he and eren hooked up to his tv a year back.

before he could get any further into the song, his door was thrown open and in came his older sister.

"if you're gonna play music, play something good at least." you said, nearly shouting over the music.

jean quickly grabbed the remote and muted the speaker to clearly hear you speak.

you were wearing some pants now, though it didn't really do you any justice.

they were riding up your thighs, cupped right under your butt.

jean had to force himself to look away.

thankfully, connie had begun speaking to you to catch his attention.

"get out of my room! and put some proper fuckin' pants on. you look like a slut." connie complained immediately.

you rolled his eyes and flipped him off immediately.

"dinner will be ready in five, do not light that in here." you warned, picking up his nike slides and tossing them at him.

before he could throw them right back, you walked out and slammed the door hard.

so hard, the hoop behind it fell off.

connie groaned in annoyance, complaining about how he had just fixed the shit and now it's broken again.

the man stood up, stretched his limbs out, and looked towards jean.

"let's go smoke this before we eat." connie said, walking out to the balcony attached to his room.

jean followed him, happy for the roof his parents had built in for them.

by them he meant connie and, well, you.

they had the biggest rooms with a balcony attached to both.

connie sat on one of the chairs and jean sat across from him, leaning back as he watched his friend light the spliff.

"this is the first time you've hung out with me in a hot minute, jeanboy." connie stated, taking a pull.

jean chuckled, kicking his legs up on the extended couch. "yeah well, you know i'm always buried in work." jean replied.

connie nodded, handing the spliff over to jean after taking two more pulls.

jean ashed it a bit, but before he could pull it to his mouth, it was snatched out of his hand.

he looked up and seen you, spliff tucked between your plump lips.

"you're in my spot, jeanboy." you teased, taking a seat beside him.

connie rolled his eyes, though he half expected you to find your way out on the balcony for the spliff he rolled.

because if there was anything connie was good at, it was rolling.

never too thick, never too skinny. just right and good enough to get you high.

you took a pull, blowing the smoke out of your nose with a long sigh.

"haven't smoked in so long." you chuckled, leaning back and closing your eyes.

"what happened to that lawyer you were with? daddy let's you smoke now?" connie snorted, looking at you from the corner of your eye.

you put your middle finger up, choosing you ignore his comment and hand the spliff back over to jean.

he took a pull, face turning a bit red after a slight realization.

your gloss hand stained the brown paper a faded pink.

he tries to ignore it, blowing the smoke out of his mouth and handing it back to connie.

"you connie's new friend? never seen you before." you questioned, leaning back onto the seat.

jean shook his head, taking another pull. "m'actually one of his longest friends. just real busy." jean said in return.

you nodded, raising your eyebrows lightly and looking at connie.

"ya hear that? i actually have friends." connie teasing, shooting you a lazy grin.

"mhm. he's probably staying for the weed." you shot back, gratefully taking the blunt from him.

jean choked lightly, chuckling at the bewildered face connie had immediately made.

"i'll have you know i made him some mean friendship bracelets when we were in middle school." connie scoffed, sitting up from his seat.

you rolled your eyes and mocked connie under your breath, before handing the spliff to him.

"what's your major, jeanboy?" you asked, turning your attention back to the man next to you.

jean raised his eyes to look at you, before leaning back.

"i'm majoring in fine arts." jean replied, looking up at the dangling stars on the roof.

you must've hung them up there when you were younger.

jean heard you coo lightly, turning his attention right back over to you.

you were pretending to pose a bit, smiling. "draw me like one of your french girls." you joked.

jean has heard that line so many times from other girls that tried to hit on him, but for some reason?

when it came from your mouth, he seriously wanted to draw you.

he laughed lightly, rolling his eyes and looking back at the ceiling.

"alright. i gotta piss. don't fuck my sister, jeanboy." connie teased, handing you the roach he left behind to toss out.

no promises.

you flipped him off again, before placing the roach in the tray.

it grew silent between the two of you, not exactly knowing what to say to each other.

"you don't speak spanish, right?" you questioned, looking at jean.

jean shook his head. "french, actually." he informed, not taking his eyes off the ceiling.

you sat up with a start, a smile adorning your face.

"seriously?" you exclaimed, face lighting up like a kid on christmas.

he could feel you scanning his face, and confirming his statement on your own.

his jawline, his nose, his eyes. if he wasn't completely french, some part of him definitely was.

"then you'll seriously have to draw me." you chuckled, relaxing back into your seat.

"are you fluent?" you questioned once more, leaning your head onto the back of the seat.

jean nodded, sitting up to face you. he had a question in mind.

"say some thing." you demanded lightly, nudging him with your arm.

jean inhaled, thinking about what he wanted to say.

then, it was almost as if a lightbulb appeared atop his head.

"je voudrais dormir avec toi." jean said with a smirk, looking you in your eyes.

his accent was heavy, which just made you even more interested in what he just said.

"what does that mean?" you asked, shifting closer to him with a small smile on your face.

jean put his finger to his lips, deeming his words a secret.

he just knew connie would kill him if he found out what he said to his sister.

"since you've asked so much of me, how about i ask something in return?" jean suggested.

you nodded, agreeing to answer any question he had.

"what did happen with you and that lawyer guy?" he questioned, looking at you.

you sighed, leaning back into the seat.

it grew quiet once more. you were hesitating to answer his question.

maybe he should've kept his curiosity to himself.

before he could take it back though, you spoke. "ah. i dumped him. much too controlling. don't tell con?" you smiled.

he knew what you were talking about.

connie goes hard for his family. it was obvious when he told his little sister's bully to 'get yo bumass brother' and beat the shit out of him.

imagine what he and his friends would to do the guy if he found out what he did to his sister.

"but that's good. means you can really draw me like rose when connie's asleep." you whispered in his ear, running his hand over your waist.

jean swallowed thickly, feeling you lean into him. "you know where my room is." you whispered, pressing a kiss to his jawline.

he never responded, only watching as you walked into your room.

jean was so bragging about this to eren and armin.

but only after he comes out of your room later tonight. he'll need the proof.

je voudrais dormir avec toi -> i would like to sleep with you

[weixuldo]

Unconditionally Epilogue (pt 2)

Anakin X Reader

a/n: This is the complete end to unconditionally, i’ve been putting off finishing part two but i really just got into it these past few days (nostalgia is a weird thing haha) but i hope you enjoy and i want to thank you all again- i wouldn’t have ever continued to write if you guys hadn’t supported me in the first place- so thank you so much :)

10 years later...

It’s a busy week at the Skywalker household: the twins are turning 18 and you and Anakin are celebrating your 10th anniversary

Warnings: cursing, kids, nudity, no sex but implied, mention of injury and car accidents.

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“Maker!! This is for me?” Leia exclaimed happily when the two of you handed her the smooth car fob. 

“It's all yours princess” Anakin smiled as he went in to hug her. 

“We wanted to send you off to college with a more reliable car; we also got you a bunch of accessories and stickers for the inside, they’re in the living room. I think you’ll really like them” you added. 

She hugged you next, “Thank you so much!”.

“Thank you daddy”  she said, walking towards the sleek auto infront of her.

“Yea. thanks ‘daddy’,” Han teased before going off to join his ecstatic girlfriend.

Anakin’s smile turned to an annoyed scowl; that smug son of a bitch was gonna get it some day, but as of now Anakin refrained from violence.

“I don't know about that Solo kid, he might end up six feet under with me holding the shovel someday” Anakin half joked, half actually meant. 

“Whatever” you rolled your eyes playfully, “as if you weren't a cocky son of a bitch when we first met”

He gave you a smug look with his brow raised.

“You know it's true, “Mr. Skywalker’” you smirked at the formal title you hadn't used in years. 

He huffed out a laugh and pulled you into his side, returning the smile. 

By the car, Leia raved to her boyfriend about the interior and he happily listened with a huge grin (he knew he’d be driving them on dates in it in the near future). 

Luke popped out of the garage with a smile and his safety goggles crookedly laid in his fluffy hair.

“Finally!” he exclaimed, “mom and dad have had me keeping your present in the garage for two weeks now! About time you got it”.

Leia turned to her brother, “you knew?!”.

“Of course I did, I helped pick it out- I got you the newest model with the best safety features. Cant have my sister going to college in a hunk-a-junk” he joked. 

A wide smile plastered itself on Leia's face as she rushed to embrace her brother. 

“I’m so glad you like it honey” you said, hugging her once more.

“And now that your brother finally stepped out of his cave, we can give you your gift,” Anakin said, turning to his son.

All of you walked back into the house and Anakin pulled out a plain white envelope.

“So, I know your sister’s gift is actually useful right now, but I’m sure you'll be very pleased with yours”, Anakin said as he handed the slip to his son.

Luke was confused but happily opened the envelope. You watched his blue eyes scan over the words and once it all clicked, he leapt up from the bar stool he was on. 

“No way! No fucking way!” he exclaimed, making Han and his sister laugh. 

Anakin shook his head with a smile. 

“What is it?” Leia asked, but before you could answer her, Luke practically tackled you in a giant hug. 

You smiled and embraced him warmly before he left to do the same to Anakin (a little gentler). 

“Thank you thank you!!” he said, clenching the paper. 

“Luke, what is it?” Leia asked again.

“They got me that old camaro that's been sitting in watto’s scrap yard. I’ve been wanting to fix that old thing up for years!” he grinned like a kid who just got told they were going to disney world. 

“There's more at the bottom,” you said with a smile. 

Luke shouted again, “NO WAY!”.

“What now?” Leia said, playfully rolling her eyes at her easily excitable brother. 

“Mom and dad got me a pass for next year’s car show- I’ll fix up the camaro and enter it!”. 

“That’s amazing Luke! You’ve wanted to be in one for forever!” 

He smiled and thanked the two of you once more. 

After the excitement of the gifts both of the twins went their separate ways to see their new presents; Leia went to test her car and Han helped Luke bring the other car over to the house. 

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“Be good for your sister and brother, alright baby?” you said as you hugged Rey close.

You and Anakin’s anniversary was tomorrow so you were leaving for the islands today. Anakin rolled the rest of the luggage into the back of his car before coming back to say goodbyes.

“I will mommy” Rey smiled proudly.

“That’s my girl” Anakin said, walking in from the garage.

“Daddy!” Rey exclaimed, reaching her arms up for Anakin.

He bent down to hug her tight and kissed her head, “Hey Pumpkin, we’ll be back in a week, alright?”.

Rey nodded her head before asking her brother to pick her up. He obliged as you, Anakin and Leia gave your parting hugs.

Next, Luke handed Rey over to Leia so he could hug you two goodbye.

“Have fun kids, we love you and will see you next tuesday” you smiled and waved as you headed for the car.

“make good choices- if I come home to a-“

“don’t worry daddy, i’ll keep these two idiots in line” Leia laughed as she pointed behind her at Han and Luke.

“ok- call if you need anything- love you!”

“of course! Miss you already” the twins smiled before going back into the house.

Once you and Anakin were buckled in, you squeezed his bicep with a wide grin.

“Someone’s excited” he laughed before kissing your forehead.

“You have no idea”

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You arrived at your villa and flopped onto the large bed as Anakin put some of your luggage by the dresser on the other side of the room.

It was one that overlooked a private cove and came with pretty much every special amenity you could ask for (full working juice bar, hot tub, complimentary spa, embroidered towels, personalized rooms, you name it!).

“My love, come here” you called, patting the space beside you.

The smile lines in the corners of his beautiful eyes crinkled as the corners of his mouth turned upward, “alright angel”. 

He joined you and kissed you on the temple before asking what you wanted to show him. 

You dug around in your bag and pulled out a photo album you had made for your anniversary. 

“Happy anniversary, Ani,” you smiled. 

He looked at the square book and his eyes softened, “Is this for me?”.

You giggled, “who else would it be for silly?”. 

Your heart skipped when his mechanical hands brushed over yours as he took the book from you; even after ten years he still made you feel like a giddy teen. 

“Holy shit” he exclaimed as he opened the book, “Where’d you dig this one up from?”.

The first photo was a candid photo from your wedding; you were sitting in Anakin’s lap with your arms around his neck as he looked at you adoringly. 

“Rex actually took that one, he showed it to me when I went over there to pick Rey up from her playdate”.

“Maker, we look young- Well, you still look like this… I just look old” he joked. 

You kissed his temple, “no you don’t! You’re just well loved” you smiled. 

“That’s what you’d say to someone who looks old!” he exaggerated. 

You set the book up chronologically so that things from your college days when you first started working for him were at the beginning.

On the next page was a copy of the first check you ever got from him (obviously it was illegal to copy checks- but you weren’t actually going to use it).

His signature was much smoother back when he actually could sign with his hands. 

He eyed the page filled with small mementos from your early days together with a smile, “I can’t believe you kept some of this stuff” he said as he ran his mechanical fingers over the valet ticket stub from your first date.

“What can I say, I’m sentimental” you smiled, kissing his cheek. 

As the pages continued he watched his younger self become more and more happy with each turn. You really did light up his life.

There were photos of you and the twins playing, candid photos of him, ones that you took with him after long nights of love making… Everything was right here. 

“Hah! Look at that” he exclaimed as he came across some hand turkeys and swans you had taught the kids to make the first thanksgiving you were with them. 

“I used to find those damn things everywhere!”. 

He squinted once he reached the next page, there was a gray text message bubble cut out at the top of the page.

I should be home a bit earlier today, maybe we can watch that movie you’ve been talking about. 

“What’s that?” he asked.

“The last text you sent me before you got into your accident” you said, squeezing his upper arm softly. 

The next page had a picture of his completely totaled car as well as the first few photos you had of him when he was in a coma. It wasn’t pretty, but it was a part of him- a part of your journey together.

“Fuck, I forgot just how bad the car looked…” he said as he scanned the photo. 

His black Audi’s front was completely crushed and it barely looked like a car with the amount of dents and scrapes it’s body had collected.

You still weren’t completely sure what happened that day for it to have been so fatal. And Anakin barely remembered anything from the accident up to a few weeks after. 

“Maker- and me!” he said, diverting his analytic gaze to the glossy photos of his broken body lying in the ICU.

You nodded as he continued turning- the next few pages were his recovery period in the hospital; his first picture awake, his first with Ben and Satine, first with Ahsoka, his first with you, and his first with the twins. 

Looking back at the pictures made you really see how far he’d come- there was a time when the doctors didn’t think he would make it. 

Soon the pictures’ settings began to shift out of the hospital and into the house; his first time back home and other pictures from that christmas (there weren't many photos from the period you and him went through a rough patch, only one or two that Ben had lying around).

The next picture of everyone was at your college graduation; all smiles. 

You remembered your graduation like it was yesterday; it was the tail end of your rough patch with Anakin and he was the last person you expected to see in the sea of people. Your massive smile in the photo showcased just how happy you were to see him again. 

“You looked so good in that dress, Angel '' he cooed, nuzzling into your neck to steal a quick bite. 

“haha - stop!” you giggled, lightly pushing him away. 

“You still have it?” he asked jokingly with a smirk. 

You rolled your eyes, “...yes”.

His smirk grew into a lopsided grin, “I think you should wear it for me when we get back”. 

“HAH! Ani, I don’t even know if it still fits me?!”

He set the book in his lap and squeezed his mechanical hands around your waist making you squeal. 

“Ani! That tickles!” 

“Yea, i’d say you’d still fit- well maybe not this” he smiled grabbing the fat of your ass. 

“Ani!” you scolded.

All he could do was laugh, “What princess? I never said I didn’t like it- You know I love your ass”.

You swatted his hands away with a laugh- “Stop it! Finish looking at the book” you giggled. 

He turned his attention back to the album. The next few pages were covered in your wedding photos; a close up on his face when he saw you walk down the aisle, your face when he stood after saying his vows and a nice still photo of your first dance. 

“This was the best night of my life,” Anakin said with a reminiscent smile. 

“Me too, Ani”. 

The next photos were of his return to work, your pregnancy announcement, Rey’s birth, the twins’ first school dance, and other family milestones. 

There was a section near the end full of pictures of the kids; “first day of school” pics, vacation pics, and other moments where they were just being themselves.  

Finally the last page was the most recent picture of the two of you; it was at a rooftop bar for a gala his company hosted, he was dressed in a nice suit and you wore an off-the-shoulder gown- the photo was a candid Ben had taken of the two of you kissing after Anakin made his speech. 

He closed the book lightly and placed it on the end table beside the bed before turning to you with glassy eyes. 

“Y/n Skywalker, I love you more than anything on this earth- you are absolutely perfect” he said pulling you into his lap (which you gladly obliged). 

“Thank you” he said into your hair as he hugged you close. 

You tossed your arms around his neck and held on tightly, “I love you too, Anakin ''.

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 Anakin’s gift to you was much more extravagant than yours to him, but the whole time he kept apologizing for his not being able to compare to yours (and you knew he meant it). 

He took you to one of the nicest restaurants on the island and then took you to the aquarium for part of your present. You were always a big fan of conservation and the oceans, so he donated a large sum to have a portion of the local reef named after you.

“Ani, this is amazing! Thank you so much!” you grinned ear to ear as you ran your fingers over the golden plaque with your name on it. 

He shyly cast his gaze away from yours, “It really doesn’t compare to yours- you’ve just always been the better gift giver”. 

You shook your head and grabbed his hands, “no, no Ani! I absolutely love this- and they’ll make sure to watch over the reef right?”.

He nodded with a smile, “Yes, my love. This section is under protection and will now be being sustained and cleaned by certified locals so that it will continue to thrive”.

You hugged him, “Thank you, I love it”.

“Of course. Angel”

The two of you walked hand in hand through the dark aquarium (Anakin had it completely reserved for tonight for just the two of you). 

Walking through the tunnel of brightly colored fish never failed to mesmerize you; their fluid motions, the shapes and sizes, you loved it.

Anakin watched your expressions change adoringly; after all these years, after becoming a mother, after becoming an influential and respected figure you could always find wonder in the smallest things. 

He loved that about you.

You did what he never could, you showed him how to be happy and how to push through the toughest times. That's why he knew you were perfect for him. 

After a few stolen kisses under the watery biomes, Anakin had a driver take you back to the villa.

Anakin began a warm bath for you in the fancy whirlpool tub; he opened the sunhatch, tuned on soft lights, added flower petals and some sweet fragrance. 

Once he entered the bedroom again, you had gotten undressed and were only wearing one of the new silk robes he got you and a smile.

“Hey Ani” you said with a small wave.

Like a moth to a flame, he walked towards you. 

“Hello, my love” he said with his low voice as he placed his mechanical hands on your hips, drawing you closer. 

You stood on your tippy toes and kissed him gently, “I think you should join me in the bath”.

When you leaned back he cocked his head to the side with a smirk, “Oh, should I now?” 

He played with a strand of your hair that you must have missed when you twisted it up. You nodded and began to take his suit coat off.

He chuckled at your determination and allowed you to help him undress; his body hadn’t seemed to change too drastically but there were some definite differences. 

He was more muscular than he was the first years after the accident but still wasn’t at the shape he was when you met him.

He was still slim but he collected some extra fat around his love handles; his crows feet and smile lines were more prominent, but in a way they made him more endearing. 

His scars had mostly all faded but every once in a while would flare up. As for his limbs, they all healed pretty well and his prosthetics were regularly updated. 

He was still just Anakin though… your Ani. 

“I think you’re ready” you said after placing a tender kiss on his bicep. 

His robotic digits danced around the hem of your robe until he pulled the loosely tied bow around your waist; the robe cascaded softly around your feet, leaving you bare. 

Anakin’s eyes admired your body and he sucked in a breath. 

“And now you are too”.

He was not the only one who’s body changed; after having Rey, you gained some light weight and stretch marks, your breasts had grown larger and you seemed to have a bit more fat on your ass (not that Anakin minded at all). 

You too had collected some smile lines but you had no problem with them. If you ever felt bad about your body, Anakin swatted those thoughts away really quick.

He always made you feel like the only girl in the world.

With a loving smile you led him into the large bathroom and helped him sit on the side of the tub before disassembling him. He always preferred legs first because he liked to hold onto you as long as he could.

At this point in life there was no part of him you hadn’t seen and no part of you that he hadn’t seen- so he was much less shy about having you help him.

Once everything was off you helped him into the tub; he sighed at the warm water caressing his body, you couldn’t wait to join him. 

You stretched once more and entered the tub gracefully. Before long you were lying against Anakin’s chest with a content smile- this was the best anniversary yet. 

Out of habit you fidgeted with the gold chain around your neck- you and Anakin had amassed several important dates since you first got each other the pendants. 

Anakin’s had your, the kids, and his first wife’s birthdays on them as well as the date of his accident and your wedding. And yours had Anakin’s, and the kids birthdays as well as your graduation date/when he proposed and your wedding day.

After all these years, after all you had been through together- you couldn’t ask for a better lover.

Only the stars knew that the mousy college student you were and the cold mannered businessman Anakin was, would eventually make it work.

You couldn’t be more thankful- and as you sat happily in Anakin’s embrace, you told him what you always did, 

“I love you so much Anakin…unconditionally”

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a/n: so now it’s completely finished 🥲 i’ll miss this story but im also glad to have it finished :) i hope the epilogue chapters were enjoyable for u guys!! i tried to tie in the original trilogy and sequels a bit :) now we’ll be back to our regularly scheduled programming haha

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[dark-twist-fairytales]

Mm... Mm. How about some fresh uh.. *skims notes* who has been the least traumatized by me so far? Kai's off the list.. Cole's a close second. Zane? Nah, won't work- Jay angst! You guys ready?!

Warning: Bullying (technically). Destruction (minor)

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"Birds of a feather-!"

"-Always stick together!"

Giggling left the children as they fist bumped together, making fake explosions from their mouths as they pulled their hands apart and spread their fingers. "So, I wanna have the party at my house, but I want to make sure you'll be there. Only you, though."

Jay tilted his head at that, the curly-haired boy looking over to his friend. "Why only me? I thought you invited Cindy and Brent and-"

"No, I mean like.." The boy dropped his voice to a whisper as he leaned close to Jay's ear. "My parents font trust your parents because you live in a junk yard." He pulled away, with Jay frowning visibly with a small 'oh'. "But, it's okay! You can still come!"

"I-I don't know.. I kinda.. I mean.." Jay's stammering stopped as his name was called for the car line. "I'll ask my parents, okay?"

"Okay! Bye Jay-Jay!" Jay then rushed quickly to the iconic decrepit car him and his parents lovingly called the 'Jalopy'. Without opening the door, he jumped as high as he could into the back seat, landing face first into the cushioning as he just barely made it over, hitting his shins on the top of it and toppling in. Everyday. Never got old, despite the bruising on his shins. He stumbled his way to sit up, buckling up after he was safely up and secured, before Ed began driving away.

"So, how was school today, hon?" Edna asked, a smile on her face as she glanced in the rear view mirror to see Jay. "It was okay. I got invited to a birthday party!"

"Oh, you did? Let me see the invite." Edna said, looking at the invite once it was in her hands. "This is wonderful, a sleep over too. Do you want to go?"

"Uh-huh! But, uhm.. Chris said that you and dad weren't allowed for the birthday part.." Jay spoke, looking down at the large bench he sat out and messing with the small strings that came out of the fabric. "It's okay, dear. We have to be near town that day anyways. We can stay around until dawn in case you need us. How does that sound?"

That got the spark back in Jay, as he rapidly nodded in excitement. Swiftly rambling on about the current project he was working on.

~~~

Three days later, it was Saturday, time for the party. Jay had a nicely wrapped box in his lap, thanks to his mom, along with a duffle bag of overnight clothes. Once again, Jay was anxiously messing with the fabric of the seat again, this time out of nervousness for the gift and party. Despite how many times he got assured, his head was still swimming with worries.

The drive was only an hour, before they pulled up. Jay looked around briefly, before standing up and shifting over to the end of the car with his duffle on his back and present in hand. Edna got out of the passenger side, lifting Jay from the back seat and settling the boy on the ground.

Even if the attire he wore was his best, he still had stains on his jeans, hair nice yet still a bit frazzled and static-y, and his long sleeve had a good amount of stains on the sleeves. It was his favorite, blue jacket, which wasn't surprising.

Walking up to the door with Edna, the mother gave a knock to the door, offering a smile down to the nervous Jay before the door opened up, her head turning back when it did. Her smile didn't fade in the slightest. "Oh, hello there! I came to drop off little Jay for Chris' birthday party?"

"Yes, this si the right place. Don't worry, he'll be in safe hands." Chris' mom said, as she motioned Jay inside. "I'll call you if anything happens, okay?"

"Thank you so much, dear. Have fun, Jay." Edna spoke, crouching down as Jay set down his bags for a hug. "I love you."

"I love you too, mom!" They pulled away, Jay excitedly waving to his dad in the Jalopy, before he grabbed his bag and present again and moved inside, the door closing as he saw his parents off.

"Alright, is that present for Chris?" Chris' mom spoke, with the small Jay excitedly nodding and handing it over. "Perfect- Chris! Jay's here!"

~~~

Hours passed, and Jay was having a blast! Of course, minor teasing from Brent, but that wasn't an issue. He was having fun! He was surrounded by friends! And Chris was wanting to open his presents. He saved Jay's specifically for last, the boy practically bouncing in his seat as Chris opened the card up. Just a small 'you're my best friend and you're amazing' card, but Jay's smile feel anxious as Chris tore open the wrapping paper and stared at the object in confusion.

"It's.. It's a flying drone..! I built it up from something my dad made!" Jay explained, but seeing Brent's face out if the corner of his eye made him even more confusion.

"A drone..? What's a drone?"

"Whatever it is, it's stupid." Brent said, earning a soft scoff of his name by his own mother, which he ignored. "I mean, seriously! We waited alllll that time for that?? A clump of metal?"

"It's not a clump of metal- It's a flying drone!" Jay argued, Brent standing up and promptly grabbing the drone from Chris' still confused hands.

"It's useless!" Brent then threw it onto the ground, causing Jay's entire body to pause, a gasp leaving him. "You can buy something and it'll be waaay cooler than that!" The boy continued, but Jay's blue eyes had already begun filling with tears as he stared down to the broken drone he lovingly created.

Now broken.

Sobs left the smaller as Brent got escorted from the room to get an earful from his mom. He climbed off of his chair and collected the pieces through teary eyes, getting help from Chris and Cindy and placing the pieces back in the box.

Jay then sat on the floor, wiping his eyes with his sleeve and desperately craving the softness of his stuffed animal Mr. Cuddlywomp. Distantly, he heard the mention of his name and 'Mr. Walker', silently hoping that his dad would come pick him up. He didn't want to stay here anymore, he wanted to go home. He wanted to.. Tears feel more and harder as he wiped them away as quickly as he could.

No use.

About ten minutes later, of just sitting there over the remains of the broken toys, he heard the familiar clunk of boots. The hand on his shoulder cause Jay to turn around quickly, clinging onto his father as he sobbed about the drone he had created, wordlessly obviously. Still, the rumble of Ed's voice was assuring to Jay, causing the younger to simply rest in Ed's arms while quiet sniffles left him.

A conversation that Jay didn't recall or remember happened, Jay being carried out to the car with the gift and his duffle bag. Once settled in the backseat, Ed in the drivers seat and both the present and duffle in the truck, Ed gave over Mr. Cuddlywomp for the smaller boy to nuzzle in and calm down with.

Some memories were bettert and others. This was the last time Jay went to a public school in the sea of sand.

[peridottea91]

So, because I'm weird about trying to make my own fics weave with canon compliance, I just wanted to share a little tidbit when doing fics for SPN, particularly with placing Bobby's house. I'm combining my neurotic researching skills, encyclopedic SPN knowledge, personal experiences, and my work-related aeronautical knowledge for this one (explained below).

The issue a lot of fic writers and fans (myself included) have vocalized over the years is how the show runners clearly had never been to Sioux Falls, SD or weren't familiar w/ the area, and kind of did bad placing with Bobby's house. However, there is a way that Bobby's house could be technically in Sioux Falls and have more rural aspects.

**NOTE - if you're from Sioux Falls or know the area, feel free to correct me or add on to this**

Basically, you have to treat it more so the way you would general metropolitan areas. For example, UMBC is actually in Catonsville, MD but uses a Baltimore address. Cape St. Claire, MD has a similar situation where it is its own individual town, has its own post office, and has its own fire department but it's still listed as Annapolis, MD on postage. When I went out to CA, there were little towns all over the greater LA metro area that do the same thing. My friends in CA, instead of saying the actual name of the town they live in, will just call it Long Beach because they're in that area. When I talk about Cape St Claire to folks not familiar with MD, I just call it Annapolis and so do some of my coworkers. So, when Bobby talks about being from Sioux Falls, he might actually just be referring to the general area.

Continuing from the previous point, there is a shit ton of rural areas immediately outside the city limits. Bobby's house easily could have been just outside of the city limits and still be considered Sioux Falls.

Sioux Falls is one of the fastest growing cities in the country. Back in 2005 when SPN started, it had a population of approx. 141k. In 2023, it had a population of approx. 206k. A significant trunk of the outer edges of the city were still rural during early seasons SPN. A radio station in Sioux Falls, 104.7 FM, has a page comparing areas of Sioux Falls from 2008 to 2022. Based of city development from the past 10-14yrs, Singer Salvage easily could have been still within city limits but in a more rural neighborhood.

Looking at Google Maps, it is not uncommon to have car dealerships, repair shops, etc. seemingly in the middle of nowhere outside the official Sioux Falls city limits. We have this in SoMD too, where you'll be driving through the woods, on back roads, in the middle of bum-fuck nowhere, and suddenly find a random auto shop or junk yard (my step-dad's cousin owns one such shop)

Bobby's house was probably either SE, SW, or N of the city, since it was seemingly not in the flight path of FSD (Sioux Falls Regional Airport). I say this knowing full well that TV magic would have blocked out any airplane noises from the sound tracks. However, considering that airplanes were shown/heard several times throughout SPN, if Bobby's house had been in a flight path, it probably would have been mentioned. Based on the show transcripts, it was never mentioned in the show (f/ what I've seen), so it's safe to assume that he is not near the airport or within the flight path. You can look up the flight paths of active flights going to/from Sioux Falls for free on flight aware.

[captainlunaxmen]

The Lady and the Lord

Chapter 6

Eddie munson x fem!reader

This is a repost since the old blog doesn't work anymore. 🥰

Chapter summary: the gang, finally, has to go to Eddie and with him they go find the gate.

Chapter warnings: spoiler season 4, mention of harassment, some flirting... if you want.

We're finally heading to Eddie, to bring some food to him and... yeah, the news.

"Not to be a wimp, but can I sit in the car for this? 'Couse this is gonna total and royally suck" Robin complains from the back seat.

I'm sitting in the front with Nancy as she drives.

"It'll be fine" Nancy assures her.

"I just can't stand to see those dull eyes of Eddie's break again. I really, really can't " Robin admits.

"Yeah.. I know" I sigh.

"At least he can drink himself into feeling better" Steve states, making me roll my eyes.

"That's what my mom does" Max mutters.

"Why don't we just give it a trial?" Robin rambles. I still don't understand if Robin's rambling is cute or... concerning. I share a look with Nancy, that makes me guess we're thinking the same thing.

" 'Eddie. Uh, good news first this time. We got you some Dustin-approved junk food and that six-pack you requested. Oh yeah and we found Vecna. Only the bad news is that he's in that other darker, much scariest dimension that we told you about, and the gate's closed, so we have no way of getting to him. Like he's entirely shut off to us, so basically you're screwed. And no, no, I know you were already screwed, but now you're doubly, triply screwed"

"Wait, wait. Maybe we put it like that" Lucas stops her.

"Maybe if Y/n said it, it wouldn't hurt so much" Dustin suggests.

" 'we're one step closer to finding Vecna' that's what we say. That's what's important" Nancy proposes.

"Exactly" I agree. "There's no need for him to worry about this now."

"See, Robin? Positive spin can make all the difference." Steve teases earning an annoyed "uh-huh" from Robin.

"Oh shit"

Arriving at Reefer Rick's house we see people gathering around some reporters...and the police.

"Oh my god, they didn't find Eddie, did they?" I mutter.

We get out of the car quickly, thankfully all the people is more interested in finding out what happened than in our arrival, so we manage to sneak around the house and listen to the police chief talking to the reporters.

"... a little after midnight reporting a homicide here on the lake. Officer Callahan here and myself arrived first on the scene. We made our way to the shore of Lover's Lake about ten yards from that house you see behind me. It was there that we found the victim, an 18-year-old senior from Hawkins High, Patrick McKinney. His limbs, his body, it was disfigured. There was an eyewitness on the scene, we've also identified a person of interest. Eddie Munson. We encourage anyone with information to please..."

I turn everything off, I stop pay attention... how could they think that... on what proves?

I feel myself getting rigid and, instantly, Robin notices and grabs my hand to support.

"Dustin, can you hear me? Wheeler? Y/n..?"

Eddie.

Oh thank god.

"Eddie. Holy shit" Dustin grabs the radio and we all turn around to listen closely "are you okay?"

"Nah, man. Pretty.. pretty goddamn far from okay" Eddie says.

"Where is he?" I ask, biting my nails out of nervousness.

"Where are you?" Dustin asks him.

"Skull Rock, uh.. do you know it?"

"Yeah, that's near Cornwallis and..."

"Garrett, yeah. I know where it is" Steve cuts him off, instantly rushing to the car. I quickly follow him.

"Hold tight. We're coming. We're coming." I hear Dustin assuring Eddie.

We've been walking for hours now, following Dustin's compass through the woods. All, while constantly hearing Steve and Dustin bickering. Is it the right way? It's not. I'm telling you it is.

Ugh.. I only care about finding Eddie, I don't care who's right.

"Dude, I'm telling you, you're taking us the wrong way." Steve complains for the millionth time.

"It's north. I'm positive I checked the map." Dustin, again, defends.

"You do realise Skull Rock, it's a super popular make-out spot?" Steve asks.

"Yeah, so?"

"Yeah, well, it wasn't popular until I made it popular. All right? I practically invented it." Steve explains proudly. "We're heading in the wrong direction"

With that Steve starts to walk in a different direction, followed by a complaining Dustin and me rolling my eyes.

"Yeah.. well, that's not exactly the most romantic spot to choose and make 'popular' " I joke as we walk, so I can think of anything else for a moment.

"Correction: it's not the most romantic spot to have your first time at" he says holding up his fingers.

"Yeah, tell me about it. It was your idea, if I recall correctly" I tease back.

"What... wait... what?" Dustin asks, clearly taken aback.

"You didn't know? I thought Stevie here told you anything about him" I say with a chuckle.

"No way" he laughs.

"What's so funny, Henderson?" Steve seems offended by his laughing.

"Nothing... just... can't imagine you two.. oh god this is crazy" he says between laugher, I wrap an arm around his shoulder as we keep on walking.

"We kind of had a deal" I whisper to him and he lets out a giggle that makes Steve turn his head and glare at us, and we just laugh.

"I want to know everything" Dustin laughs.

"Oh no no no, you're not gonna know shit, Henderson" Steve warns him.

"Aaww poor Stevie." I mock him "I'll tell you about it some other time" I tell to Dustin.

"Ah ah ah, no you won't, honey" Steve says.

"You can't always be present, you're gonna turn your back one day" I jokingly tease him.

"Can't wait" Dustin says between laugher.

"I hate you both" Steve mutters.

"You love us" we say at the same time.

Finally, we arrive at Skull Rock and Steve can be all cocky and proud about being right.

"Bada bing, bada boom. There she is, Henderson. Skull Rock. In your face, man. In your stupid, cocky little face."

"Doesn't make sense" Dustin says looking down at his compass.

"What's wrong?" I ask him.

"Yeah yeah. Even with it staring you right in the face, you can't admit it. You just can't admit that you're wrong, you little butthead" Steve replies, still proud he found the place himself, I roll my eyes, ready to tell him to shut up when a big thud behind us stops me.

"I concur." Eddie stands up, in front of us. "You, Dustin Henderson, are a total butthead"

Thank god he's okay.

"Jesus, we thought you were a goner" Dustin immediately walks to hug him.

"Yeah, me too man" Eddie replies.

When his eyes meet mine, I instinctively go to hug him too.

As I wrap my arms around his neck, his are around my waist in no time.

"I'm sorry" I whisper to him.

"Don't worry about it, m'lady" he whispers back.

He just holds me to him, afraid I might disappear any moment.

" 'm just glad you're here" he adds.

We let go of each other when we hear Steve clearing his throat, loudly.

"Should we leave you two alone?" Robin winks at me and I feel my cheeks burning instantly.

"Can you tell us what happened?" Dustin asks.

As he eats the food we brought to him, he told us about Jason and the others finding him, his attempt escape on the boat and about Patrick too.

"When I got to the shore, I tried calling you guys, but, uh.. my walkie was busted, man. Drenched. So, uh, I did the thing that I do now, apparently. I ran" he lets out a chuckle, to hide something deeper, I'm afraid.

"Do you know what time this was? The attack?" Nancy asks.

"Yeah, no, I... I know exactly what time it was." He answers as he quickly takes off his watch "my walkie wasn't the only thing that got soaked."

He throw the watch at Nancy who reads "9:27"

"Same time our flashlights went kablooey" Robin adds.

"Which means what, exactly?" Steve asks.

"That surge of energy was, apparently, Vecna attacking Patrick" I tell him.

"Well, we're one step closer. We know how Vecna attacks." Robin states.

"And where he attacks from" Lucas adds.

"So we just need to sneak into his lair in the Upside Down and drive a stake through his heart" Max suggests.

"If he even has a heart" Robin comments and I nod.

"A stake? Is he like a vamp- is he a vampire?" Steve asks confused, once again.

"It was a metaphor" Max replies with a sigh.

"Bullets should work on him, right?" Eddie chimes in.

"I say we chop his head off" Lucas suggests

"I just might second you on that one" I say.

"Yeah, I'd say all of the above, but we can't do any of that-" Nancy starts.

"Unless we find a way to get in the Upside Down... yeah" I finish for her.

"We need El to get her powers back." Max says hopeful.

"Everything was, like, way easier. We had this girl. She had superpowers-" Steve starts to explain to Eddie, but he stops him.

"Superpowers. Yeah, you mentioned her." He then his eyes starts to follow Dustin, who's been walking up and down for the past minutes, mumbling to himself. "Hey, uh, Henderson's not, uh, cursed, is he?"

"Cursed? No, no, no. He's fine" Steve answers" mental? Absolutely"

"Boom!" Dustin exclaims all of a sudden, startling us all.

"Bada.. Bada.. boom" he says more quiet, pointing his finger at Steve" I was right. Skull Rock was North."

"Seriously? You're serious?" Steve asks, quiete annoyed.

"Mh-hmm" Dustin humms, sure.

"This is Skull Rock. Okay?"

Dustin just humms in response again.

"You're totally, absolutely, 100% wrong. Right now."

"Yes" Dustin says" and no"

"For fuck's sake, Dustin. What is it?" I snap.

"This worked correctly when we left the Wheeler's. It was correct when we got in the car on Curly, but it started to slip the further east we went" he explains "Now it's way off. When I was leading us here, I wasn't wrong. The compass was"

"So you're using faulty equipment. You're still wrong" Steve says exasperated.

"Except it isn't faulty. Lucas, you remember what can affect a compass?" He turns to look at Lucas.

"An electromagnetic field" Lucas answers promptly.

"Yep"

"I'm sorry, I must've skipped that class" Robin says, visibly confused.

"In the presence of a stronger electromagnetic field, the compass' needle will deflect towards that stronger power." I recite, and an idea pops in mind "so.. there's either a huge magnet somewhere in the woods or.."

"There's a gate" Lucas finishes for me.

"Exactly" I say.

"Wait.. why?" Robin asks, once again.

"These gates to the Upside Down, they like.. creates this electromagnetic power around them, so if the needle points in another direction, that isn't North, there's a big chance that it's a gate" I explain.

"But we're nowhere near the lab" Nancy points out.

"Maybe there's gate somewhere else... there must be" I suggest.

"Yeah, a gate that we don't know about" Dustin has clearly the same idea. "It'd have to be smaller. Way less powerful"

"Snack-size gate" Robin says and I nod with a smile.

"How? Why?" Steve, for a change, is confused.

"No idea. All I know is that something is causing this disturbance, and the last time we've seen anything like it, it was a gate. And I hope it is because then we'd have a way to Vecna. And a shot at feeing Max from this curse" Dustin explains, before starting to walk away.

"Where are you going?" Steve calls for him "Hey hey hey hey. Eddie's still a wanted man. We can't just go hike in the woods"

"This little steel capsule might be the key to saving both Max and Eddie" Dustin replies, then he refers to Eddie "what say you, Eddie the Banished?"

We all turn around to look at Eddie waiting for his answer.

"I say you're asking me to follow you into Mordor, which, if I'm totally straight with you, I think it's a really bad idea. But, uh, the Shire... the Shire is burning."

Dustin excitedly jumps on spot and Eddie stands up.

"So Mordor it is"

With that we start to follow Dustin through the woods.

"What is Mordor?" Steve asks me.

"Oh my god.. Stevie you need to read more" I laugh at his lack of fantasy knowledge. "I'll let you borrow my Lord of The Rings copy."

I pat him on the shoulder as we follow the others, Eddie turns around and slow down to catch with us.

"You read it?" He asks me, pleasantly surprised.

"Of course I did" I smile at him. "Who do you think educated those kids, uh?"

"Oh yeah? And here I thought you couldn't be more perfect" he says with a teasing tone.

"I'm... full of surprises" I say, surprised of myself.

"Oh.. oh I'm sure" he says back.

"I'll.. uh.. I'll see if Dustin needs anything" Steve jogs towards Dustin, leaving me and Eddie behind.

"So... can I ask you something?" He leans a bit closer.

"Uh.. sure."

"Do you remember the other day, when I bumped into you, at school? After you walked out of the gym" he asks.

"Uh... yeah" unfortunately I do.

"What.. happened?"

"N-nothing" I reply with a shrug, avoiding to look at his face.

"It didn't look like nothing to me" he tells me with a reassuring chuckle.

"No, uh... really nothing to worry about" I try to smile at him to convince him, but he doesn't give up on the subject.

"Those assholes bothered you, didn't they?" He guess.

"Uh... no..it's just-"

"Didn't they?" He repeats, cutting my excuse off.

"Yeah... but nothing.. too bad"

"Mmhm. You don't fool me, m'lady." He gently nudges me. "Was it Jason?"

"No.. "I sigh "Andy, I think his name is. He, uh... flirted with me... quite insistently."

"What..?" He asks, his tone irritated.

"He, uh.. he whispered some shit into my ear.. held me to him by my waist.. yeah. That's it" I tell him.

"What a prick... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring that up. Never thought that would be it" he apologises.

"Oh no. It's okay, really." I genuinely smile at him and he smiles back.

"That's not how one should treat someone like you" he says casually.

"Someone like me?" I ask confused.

"Someone who's... how can I say it?... someone as cool as you" I saw him winking at me when I look at him. I turn my face facing forward again, cheeks warming up quickly.

"Someone" he continues "smart... sweet... badass... beautiful"

"I... I'm not.. really" I nervously laugh at that.

I'm just a distraction, I remind myself... or convince myself.

"Oh, but you are, M'lady." he stops and I do too.

He turns to me.

He gently put a hand under my chin, making me look up to him again. His gaze falls to my lips and I feel my cheeks getting warm, instantly.

Then, he starts to lean down.

"Guys!" Steve screams snapping us out of the moment. "C'mon!"

"What a timing, Harrington" Eddie complains.

"C'mon, my lord, let's go, before mommy gets mad" I tell him as I start to walk again.

"Yeah.. let's go, m'lady" he walks beside me, cursing Steve under his breath.

We walk and walk and walk following Dustin and his compass until it gets dark.

At some point he starts to run in the direction the compass points towards and we obviously follow right behind him.

"Something's happening" he mutters.

"Yeah, could you maybe share it with us?" I say, trying to keep up with him.

"Dustin? Can you slow down? Dustin?" Eddie tries too.

"I think we're getting close" he say turning his head to us

"Careful!" I almost yell as Eddie promptly grab him by the backpack.

"Yeah, watch your step, big guy."

"Oh man" says a breathless Steve "you gotta be shitting me."

"Yeah. I thought these woods were familiar"

"Lover's Lake" me and Robin look at each other.

"This is confounding" Dustin comments.

"There's a gate in Lover's Lake?" Max asks.

"Whenever the Demogorgon attacked, it always left an opening. Maybe Vecna's the same way" Nancy suggests.

"Yeah, only one way to find out" Steve declares.

"Going in" I mutter.

Eddie goes to uncover the boat he, apparently, used to escape.

"Guess it'll do" Steve sighs.

They grab it and carefully drag it to the water.

Robin's the first one to walk in, followed by Eddie.

Nancy climbs in too.

"Wheeler" Eddie offers his help.

Then I follow.

"M'lady" Eddie gently grabs my hand to help me climb in.

"Thanks" I softly say as I sit with Robin, who gently nudges me and offers me a warm smile, to which I playfully roll my eyes.

Just as Dustin gets closer to come in too Eddie stops him.

"Hey, hey, hey, you trying to sink us? This thing holds four people tops, okay?" He tells him, Dustin just stands there with a stunned expression glaring at him.

"It's better this way, okay? You guys stay here with Max. Keep an eye out for trouble" Nancy tries to ease the situation.

"You keep an eye out" He says back, earning a glare from Nancy, I'm sure. "It's my goddamn theory"

"You heard Nance" Robin chimes in.

"Who put her in charge?" Dustin asks irritated.

"I did" she answers, calmly.

"Me too" I add. "C'mon, Dusty, give Nancy the compass. C'mon"

With a pout he reluctantly gives Nancy the compass and stands back so we can finally go.

Steve throws the backpack to Dustin and starts to push the boat in the water, taking advantage of thale moment and jumps in with us.

"You said four!" Dustin exclaims.

"Sorry" Steve fake-apologies.

"Bed time at nine, kiddos" Robin yells. "Miss you already"

"You're so mean" I tell her, giggling.

I'm about to take one oar, but Eddie beats me.

"I got this, beautiful" he winks and takes the oar.

"Think I can't do that?" I challenge.

"No" He quickly replies "no.. I.. I didn't mean it like that"

"Relax man, she's messing with you." Steve pats him on the shoulder "You'll realise she can be a real tease when she opens up" Steve tells him and I glare at him.

"That's not true" I defend.

"It's true. And don't make me start with the sexual jokes" Robin blurts out.

"Robin!" I exclaim.

"Sorry" she whispers.

I hide my face into my hands.

"No need to be embarrassed, m'lady, I don't mind" Eddie sweetly whispers.

"Yeah yeah let's focus on the task at hand, uh?" I say, seeking support from Nancy and Robin.

"She's right." Nancy says eyes fixed on the compass.

After a few minutes of rowing on the lake, Nancy stops them.

"Slow down, slow down, guys"

The compass is flickering, all crazy.

"Guys, what's going on?" Dustin asks from the radio. "C'mon guys, talk to me, what's going on?"

"Uh, Dustin" Robin grabs the radio "your compass has gone from wonky to wonky with a capital 'Aah!' "

In the meantime Steve's taking off his socks... what..

"Steve, what are you doing?" Nancy asks him.

"Somebody's gotta go down and check this out. Unless one of you four can top being a Hawkins High swim co-captain and a certified lifeguard for three years, then.. it's gotta be me. No complaints, all right?" Steve simply states, standing up straight.

"Hey, I'm not complaining." Eddie shrugs. "I do not wanna go down there"

He take out of his pocket a plastic bag, empty the content on the boat and wrap the plastic around the torch.

As Steve takes off his shirt I notice Nancy, not so subtlety, staring at him. I look at Robin who already has a grin on her face and looks at me raising both eyebrows as to say "see that too?" And I nod.

Eddie hands the torch to Steve wishing him good luck.

"You better come back up in one piece, or I'm gonna kill you" I tell him.

"Thanks, honey, always so sweet" he says sarcastically and I glare at him.

"Steve?" Nancy says "be careful"

And finally Steve jumps into the lake.

Nancy immediately looks at her watch to time him.

I take a deep breath leaning a bit backwards, my leg starts to bounce and I fidget with my rings a lot.

He better come back up soon.

I remember visiting him while he still worked at Scoops Ahoy. He convinced me to come over as much as possible so he wouldn't feel so, as he said, miserable.

"Hi, honey" he greeted me as I come into the shop.

"Hey, Stevie" I smiled. "All good?"

"Yeah, yeah, slow day." He shrugged.

"I see" I commented looking around at the empty table "Well, how about I buy something then? So you'll earn your money honestly."

"What would I do without you?" He theatrically told me.

"Become a dickhead all over again?" I replied.

"Wait wait wait... I was never a dickhead to you" he defended.

"Oh never? Yeah.. sure, Harrington" I winked.

"Fine" he sighed " what flavours?"

"Just chocolate please, Stevie"

He prepared my cone as Robin came out from the back.

"Hey there" She smiled.

"Hi" I quietly said with a small smile.

She went to clean something on the counter as Steve handed me my cone.

"You need to stop being this nervous around people" he sweetly whispered.

"It's not that easy" I told him.

"I think you two could get along well" he told me "you both enjoy tormenting me."

"It's not that easy" I repeated.

"Okay" he came around the counter to get closer to me, wrapping an arm around me "Listen, I won't force you to talk to anyone, you know that. But I'm sorry, I just don't understand why you feel so nervous to talk to... well.. anyone. You're amazing. You're smart, you're funny, you're kind. No reason to feel insecure. Believe me"

"I do believe you, but everytime I'm in front of someone I...freeze" I explained.

"No need with Robin, at least try with her. She's actually very chill, no judgment from her" he suggested.

"Fine.. fine you win. I'll... put some effort.. tomorrow" I agreed starting to walk away.

"Oh no no, today, honey" he said moving me, with his arm still around me, towards Robin.

"Where we at, Wheeler?" Robin's voice snaps me out of my thoughts.

"Closing in on a minute" she answers, I can tell she's tense, we all are.

"C'mon, Steve" I whisper.

We all wait and wait and wait, tension getting harder to stand, the more we wait the more I want to jump in myself.

Suddenly, though, Steve emerges from the water startling us.

"Oh christ" Eddie yells.

"I found it" Steve declares.

"You found it?"

"I found it. Yeah. I found it." Steve confirmes, panting and grabbing the boat.

"Dustin, you are a goddamn Einstein. Steve found the gate"

"It's pretty wild. It's more a snack-size gate than the mama gate, but still, it's pretty damn big" he explains, but as soon as he finishes the sentence he's briefly dragged back into the water.

He emerges again, confused only to be dragged all the way back in again.

"Steve!"

We all yell.

"What the hell was that, man?" Eddie yells.

"Really, what happened?" Robin asks.

"Fuck fuck fuck" I mutter looking at Nancy staring at the water, I know exactly what she's thinking, the same thing I've been thinking all this time.

She stands up ready to jump in, but Eddie stops her.

"You're not going in there, are you?"

"Just wait here." She says "you too" she looks at me and then dives in.

"Nancy!"

"No Nancy!"

I stand up too.

"Hey hey hey, no what are you doing?"

"Don't even think about it"

Both Robin and Eddie tell me as I'm taking off my jacket and shirt, remaining in my top.

"Oh c'mon, you don't actually expect me to stay here while they're down there." I reply.

"She told you to stay here too" Eddie tries.

"Yeah? Well... I don't care" I take a deep breath and jump.

I swim following Nancy down to this red-ish light, and through the gate.

[yottakitsune]

"Boss, I think I've got data bloat..." You weren't sure what to say at the sight of your partner. Renamon knelt on the ground and looked up at you with concern. Admittedly, it was hard to keep eye contact. "They're really heavy..."

The way they wobbled as she spoke was distracting. And the way they filled more of her lap with every minute demanded your attention once you were staring. You assured her you would go call a specialist and find out what was wrong. After waiting several minutes, you finally spoke with a guy. "It shouldn't be a problem. A digimon will naturally accumulate data like that, then purge the unnecessary junk data. Sometimes a virus can cause it, but a standard vaccine program can fix that."

You thanked the man and hung up and relayed the information to Renamon. Or at least you started to until you turned around.

Your jaw dropped seeing her now. Her breasts filled the couch and she knelt behind it. "If you're sure it's not a problem, Boss..." She gave a weak smile. Understandably, you felt small beside her. You heard the chitter of electricity and that feeling of diminutiveness grew with your partner as she slowly filled the living room. "It... kinda feels good now..." Renamon cooed.

You rushed off, saying you were going out to get a vaccine program. "Take your time," Renamon said as you crawled into your car. Inside your house you heard the crunch of your sofa being flattened by the sheer weight of your partner's breasts. You needed to move quickly if this was going to get taken care of.

Getting back home with the vaccine took longer than expected, and your partner loomed over your house. Or rather, she had smashed through the roof and now looked down at you with a contented smile. "Hey, Boss... almost didn't notice you down there... Neighbors aren't too happy with me..." She grunted as the front wall gave way and let her breasts wobble out into the yard. "I think that virus is too strong for that." In a few moments, her breasts had filled the yard and threatened to do the same to the neighbors' homes. Her head neared the sky with every moment.

"I would run if I were you, Boss," she said as one of her breasts boldly approached you. "The virus is growing faster, and..." A wicked grin crossed her face as Digital Hazard symbols appeared across the cups of her bra. "I don't think I want it to stop anymore..."