#car seat cleaning sydney

[cheapcleaningsydney]

Why You Should Opt For Car Interior Cleaning in Sydney

Most people know cleaning their car's exterior is important, but what about its interior? Keeping up with regular maintenance of your car's interior is just as important as cleaning the outside. 

Your car's interior can be a breeding ground for dirt, dust, and bacteria from food and drinks. With consistent exposure to such elements, your car's interior may eventually become dirty and uninviting. 

This is why opting for a professional cleaning service can help you keep your vehicle looking new. They will use advanced techniques to thoroughly clean your car's interiors while protecting surfaces from damage. 

Here are some reasons why you should opt for car interior cleaning in Sydney:

1. Avoid Health Issues: 

Professional detailers take extra care in choosing safe, non-toxic solutions for their procedures not to compromise your health or the health of the environment around us! When your car is deep cleaned, a lot of debris is removed, improving the air quality inside the vehicle.

2. Cost Savings:

Professional auto detailing costs are generally very reasonable compared to do-it-yourself solutions, which may require costly tools or products that frequently need replacement due to regular use.

3. Convenience:

Professional auto detailing can save you a lot of time and effort because they have the expertise and knowledge required to get thorough results with minimal effort on your part.

Why Come To Cheap Cleaning Sydney For Car Interior Cleaning in Sydney? 

Looking for car seat cleaning in Sydney? Look no further than Cheap Cleaning Sydney. Our highly trained professionals are expert enough to provide high-quality service. We utilise cutting-edge techniques and eco-friendly, non-toxic products to ensure thorough and safe car interior cleaning in Sydney. 

Our services include car carpet preservation, upholstery revitalisation, and expert stain removal solutions. Experience our unparalleled customer service, budget-friendly prices, and unmatched quality, making us the go-to choice for vehicle owners in Sydney.

Reach us at www.cheapcleaningsydney.com.au or call us on 0450 590 753 to learn more.

Source: https://cheapcleaningsydney.blogspot.com/2023/03/why-you-should-opt-for-car-interior-cleaning-in-sydney.html

[fishfooddude]

No Phone Policy 4.0

Originally, this was going to be the final part, but my word count got up to about 3k, and it was a lot to process. I also like odd prime numbers, so maybe one more part after this or two... maybe three, but that feels ambitious.

The Bear MasterList

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Part 3

“Should we try to get him out of the house?” Syd whispered to Richie. He shook his head, “I don’t know what to do.” He felt defeated. Richie watched Mikey’s downward spiral. He tried to help him, but it wasn’t enough. He couldn’t watch the same thing happen to Carmy; he couldn’t lose Carmy, too.

“What the fuck should we do? I don’t know how he’s gonna react when she comes home with the baby.” Syd sighed as she anxiously chewed her lip. She’d seen how Carmy reacted to stress in the past, but she’d never seen him like this.

Carmy hadn’t slept since you’d kicked him out of the hospital room. He couldn’t remember what day of the week it was. He’d been meal-prepping all of your favorite dishes. He cleaned and sanitized every bottle, pacifier, and every part of your breast pump. He cleaned the entire house with a toothbrush and ensured the nursery was ready to go, and there was no dirty laundry. The house had never been this clean. He wasn’t eating and stunk of a cocktail of cooking oil, body odor, and bleach. Syd and Richie had been in your home for hours, but Carmy hadn’t acknowledged their existence. 

“Yo, Cousin.” Richie’s voice boomed through the empty kitchen. Carmy looked up at im from the floor; he’d been on his knees scrubbing the kitchen floor, muttering incoherent nonsense. “Take a fuckin’ shower, Carmen. You fuckin’ stink.” Richie leaned against the counter and watched Carmy throw his scrub pad on the floor by his feet before he stood up and stormed out of the kitchen. He shoved past Sydney before trudging upstairs.

“What the fuck was that?” Syd’s eyebrows knit together as she confronted Richie in the kitchen. He shrugged, “I told him the truth.” 

 ~

“Thanks for the ride, Natalie.” you grinned as she parked in the driveway. She nodded, “Come on, let’s get Wolf inside.” 

Natalie helped you out of the car and grabbed your bag while you unclipped Wolf’s car seat from its base. “Are you sure you want to do this, Y/N? You’re more than welcome to stay—” You cut Natalie off with a passive affirmation about you being fine. Something in you told you going home with Wolf was a mistake, but you couldn’t avoid Carmy forever, no matter how much you wanted to…

Syd’s eyes lit up when she saw a sleeping Wolf in her car seat. “Oh my god—she’s so beautiful!” she attempted to hush her excited squealing. You grinned, “Thanks, Syd. Listen, I want you guys to swoon over my baby all day, but ya know… the elephant in the room and all…” you half-heartedly joked, trying not to cry when the thought of Carmy was brought to the forefront of your mind. 

Reluctantly, Syd and Natalie left after a lot of convincing. Richie stood his ground as the women reluctantly left. “Richie, I’ll be okay.” you sighed as you unbuckled Wolf to pull her out of her car seat. He shook his head, “Look, Carmys scarin’ me. I just want to make sure he doesn’t do anything stupid.” you nodded and held Wolf close to your chest as you slowly climbed the stairs, Richie hot on your trail.

~

Carmy was lying on the floor of the nursery. He closed his eyes and pushed a hand through his damp, messy curls. As footsteps approached the nursery, he perked up, turning his head to face the pale yellow door. “She’s eatin’ and shit, right?” he heard Richie’s voice echo through the hall. When Carmy heard your snicker, he rose to a sitting position. You came home. 

“I’ll ask Tiff if she has any of Eva’s baby stuff- that shits fuckin’ expensive.” Richie offered as the two of you found your way to the master bedroom so you could set Wolf down in her bassinet. “Thank you, Richie. Any idea where Carmen went?” you anxiously asked as you carefully laid Wolf down. “He fuckin’ stunk, so hopefully, the lizard showered.” Richie laughed before turning his attention from you down to Wolf. Even sleeping, he could tell she would be a carbon copy of you, “She has Carmy’s eyes.” you said when you noticed how Richie was staring at Wolf. He grinned, “You did it, kid… by yourself.” 

Before you could say anything else, you saw Carmy standing in the doorframe. You swallowed hard, suddenly nervous over the thought of actually talking to Carmy. The two of you looked at each other, and as much as you wanted to skin him for missing Wolf’s birth, he looked ill. As a tense silence fell over the room, Richie cleared his throat, catching both your and Carmy’s attention. “You know, I should probably head over to the restaurant. Let me know if you need anything, kid.” Richie said in your direction before turning his attention back to Wolf, “Bye, sweetie.” 

Carmy moved to allow Richie out of the room, “Don’t be stupid.” he whispered as he exited. Carmy rolled his eyes and stared at you, taking in your appearance. You looked tired, your hair was in a bun, and you wore an oversized t-shirt with a pair of equally oversized sweatpants and sandals. He immediately noticed your engagement ring and wedding band were missing from your finger. “Are we okay?” he asked immediately, feeling stupid as the words left his mouth. You scoffed, “We’re absolutely not okay, Carmen. Bond with your daughter. I’m gonna take a shower.”

You pushed past Carmy and headed to the impeccably organized linen closet. Carmy watched as you plucked one of the larger black towels from the bottom shelf and one of your special hair towels before stomping to the guest bathroom.

Carmy stepped into the master bedroom and heard Wolf’s soft half-awake gurgles coming from the bassinet. He looked over it and saw her wrapped up in a tie-dye swaddle- most likely a gift from your Dad. “Hi baby, I’m your Daddy.” he carefully reached down and picked Wolf up. She squirmed as he cradled the baby in his arms before settling a chubby cheek against his chest. “I’m never going to be able to forgive myself for missin’ your birth, princess. I’m always gonna be there now. I promise.” 

~

“Don’t touch me.” you snapped as you felt Carmy shift closer to you in bed that evening. “Y/N, it’s been a month-”

“Yeah, and I’m still pissed.” you cut him off with a huff making Wolf stir in her bassinet. “Go to sleep. It took forever to get Wolf down, and I don’t want to fight in front of her.” you pulled your blanket up to your chin as you scooted closer to the edge of the bed to get away from Carmy. 

“Why the fuck did you name our daughter Wolf?” Carmy scoffed as he sat up in bed, frustrated. You ignored his criticism, which just made him more frustrated, “Will you fuckin’ talk to me?!”

You sighed and sat up in bed. You glared in Carmy’s direction, “Carmen. We’re not fighting in front of the baby.”

“Then fuckin’ talk to me!” Carmy got out of bed. He began pacing around the bed, anxious energy radiating from him like a nuclear explosion. You huffed as you scooped Wolf up. You’d known Carmy long enough to know he was about to explode. You got out of bed and pushed past Carmy to exit the bedroom, “Where the fuck are you goin’?” he yelled after you.

You ignored his yells as you entered the nursery to set Wolf down in her crib. After turning on the white noise machine on her bookcase, you exited the nursery to find Carmy standing in the doorway of the master bedroom. “If we’re going to talk, you need to talk. You yell at me; I’m ending the conversation,” you said matter-of-factly as you crossed your arms over your chest. 

Carmy scoffed and brought his hand to scratch his nose, “I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry I missed the birth, okay? I can’t go back and change it, and I’m fuckin’ pissed off that you’re actin’ like a fuckin’ bitch about it. Okay! Accept my fuckin’ apology so we can go back to fuckin’ normal.”

You stared at him and took in his words, “You know what, Carm. I absolutely will NEVER accept your fuckin’ apology. You’ll never understand how scary it was to give birth alone. You’re a fucking failure as a father and husband. If I had the means, I woulda left your ass.” you spat at him. 

Carmy’s face contorted in anger, “That’s the meanest shit you’ve ever fuckin’ said to me. What the fuck is wrong with you?” he watched as you crossed the hallway to go back into the bedroom. You pushed past him, making him turn on his heel. He grabbed your wrist and yanked you toward him, making you gasp, “Don’t fuckin’ ignore me. I’m fuckin’ sick of this shit.” 

You tried to pull your wrist out of his grip, only for him to tighten his grip. “Carmen. You’re hurting me.” you winced as you brought your other hand up to push against his chest. He grabbed your other wrist and pulled you closer to him. “You’re not fuckin’ leavin’ me, okay?” Carmy hissed as he stared down at you. “Carmen, you’re scaring me…” your voice cracked slightly. Carmy huffed and dropped your wrists, “Let’s go back to bed.” 

You watched Carmy walk to his side of the bed and slip under the covers. Cautiously, you went to your side and stiffly laid down. You flinched when you felt Carmy’s arms wrap around your waist. You swallowed softly and allowed him to pull you against his chest, “I love you. I’m not gonna miss anythin’ else, okay?” Carmy mumbled against your shoulder before softly kissing your exposed skin.

Part 5

[allmonstersxarehuman]

Gonna Take Care Of You

Bang Chan x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Very suggestive and sexual wording.

A/N: This has been sitting in my documents for a couple years. Oops. Also not revised or edited.

Not my gif credit to owner.

You let a small whimper leave your lips as Chan gave your neck a soft bite, his warm hands sneak underneath your t-shirt. “Chan we don’t have enough time for this, you guys start the show in 15 minutes. We can continue this later, I should’ve been seated with yours and Felix’s family already.” You said softly. “Mm. They can wait just need to feel you, need to touch my good luck charm before the show for extra luck.” He hummed pulling away from your neck to brush his nose against yours before pressing his pink plump lips to yours. You had to admit it was incredibly sexy when he was needy for you, but in this situation you worried about the start of the show and the fact you were supposed to be in your seat by now. “Baby, as much as I’d like you to fuck me until I can’t walk, you’ll have to wait.” You said softly ghosting your lips over his. “But trust me it’ll be worth the wait. Now get you sexy ass on that stage.” You giggle before giving a teasing tap onto his butt. The action causing him to let out a soft chuckle before grabbing your chin between his thumb and index finger. “Fine, but when we get back to the hotel you better be ready for a long night.” He smirked. His expression softened leaning in to kiss you one more time before giving you a soft smile. “You really are my good luck charm. I love you little mouse.” You smiled at the silly nickname he had given not to long after you started working with him. “I love you too. I’ll see you after the show.”

As usual you loved watching the concerts the boys put on, but being able to watch it with some of their family in Sydney made it even better. Chris’ family embraced you soon after you were introduced to them. Same went for Felix’s family becoming close to both of their sisters. Though because of the flight restrictions and not enough free time it had been years since you’ve seen them, except for Hannah, so when Chris had some rare time off he had invited you to go with him to spend time with his family. Unfortunately you didn’t have any free time when it came to your own work schedule to go with him, plus you both couldn’t risk seen together in public especially without the other members. Even though you had been in a relationship with him for almost 5 years, JYP wanted to keep it secret and so did you and Chris; not wanting to make the relationship public because the both of you valued privacy.

After the concert, you were escorted to the hotel in a separate car arriving 10 minutes before the boys even left the venue. You knew that once Chan came back to the hotel he’d want to wash up, so you leaned down grabbing him some clean comfy clothes before doing the same thing for yourself and setting them on the bed. This was one of the things you liked to do when you both are home and especially when you came to stay with him on tour, you liked making sure he was properly taken care of. After setting out the clean clothes you then proceeded to the bathroom to take off your makeup and put your hair up before changing into some sleep shorts and a big t-shirt. Grabbing your laptop you walked over to the bed and climbed up so your back was against the headboard, you had left for the venue before you could finish up the bit of work you had left to do.

You had been so focused that you didn’t hear Chan walk into the room until you felt a hand on your ankle causing you to jump. “Sorry baby, didn’t mean to scare you.” He said as he laid on his side facing you, as his hand that was still on your ankle rubbed up and down your leg. You hummed closing your laptop setting it on the night stand, leaning forward to run your fingers through his hair. “I got your clothes and toiletries set up for you on the bathroom counter, I’ll order us some food as well. I’m sure you’re hungry.” You said softly giving him a small smile. He smiled at you lovingly softly grabbing your hand and placed a soft kiss to the back of it. “God how did I get so lucky.” He said softly. Chris’ lips soon turned into a seductive smile. “You know, I am hungry but I think I’m hungry for something a bit sweeter; definitely my favorite meal and the best part is only I get to enjoy this delicacy.” His soft plump lips start to slowly kiss up your leg closest to him brown eyes glued to your face, he loved pulling reactions from you especially when he would touch and kiss anywhere that wasn’t your lips. “You take such good care of me, now it’s my turn.” You blushed looking away from his heated gaze, your could feel your panties dampen and your vaginal walls flutter around nothing just aching to be filled. “Baby girl look at me.” Chris said voice deep with lust. You bit your lip looking at him but you continued to struggle to keep your eyes on him.

God he loved that after 5 years he could still make you flustered with just one look, touch or word. “Is my princess being shy?” He smirked already knowing the answer he stood up before taking off his shirt and gripped your ankles pulling you to the end off the bed kneeling between your legs and nuzzled his nose against your clothed core, the action causing you to let out a tiny whimper as you sat up on your forearms to watch him. “Damn you smell heavenly. Gonna take such good care of you baby, just like you take good care of me.” He placed kisses on each of your thighs before looking up at you for permission, his beautiful brown eyes were now darkened with lust and a hint of pure love. You bit your lip before giving a small nod, before you knew it he pressed a kiss to your center that was still covered before sliding your shorts and panties down in one swift yet gentle tug. “You ready baby girl? Because this is just the beginning of a long night.” You let a whimper in excitement and anticipation, the sound caused the already sexually charged man to smirk. This man was going to be the death of you.

[tentacleplains]

WOULD THE DOL LOVE INTERESTS (+ some choice NPCs) HELP YOU WITH YOUR HRT INJECTIONS

ROBIN would be happy to help you! in theory. in practice they get squeamish about administering an injection, but they get better at it with time and confidence.

WHITNEY says only if it’ll give you bigger tits

EDEN would if you reminded them to and if they weren’t mad at you, but they don’t trust any medication you get from the town and especially not anything you get from harper. if the injection is in the ass or thighs they grope you while doing it. they're good at giving the actual shot itself though.

KYLAR would do anything for you, my love! they get too overzealous and forget to wait for the rubbing alcohol to dry before jabbing you, and they push the needle in too hard, so it hurts. they also lick the blood off afterwards, if there is any.

AVERY says what? no we’re in a car. you couldn’t have done it before the date? (avery it takes thirty seconds) yeah well if you bleed on the seats you’re paying for the cleaning (avery it barely bleeds) don’t care go ask someone else

BLACK WOLF says no. pack leader needs to stay fertile

GREAT HAWK is scared of needles. why are you stabbing yourself. every week??? scary :(

ALEX happily agrees and is surprisingly professional about the whole thing. only after working at the farm for a little longer do you recognize that they’re sort of treating you the same as they do the livestock. at high dom they also grope you while doing it though.

SYDNEY, similarly to robin, is happy to help in theory, and then gets nervous about doing it in practice. she gets sirris to help you instead and holds your hand, telling you that he helps her with her shots too.

BAILEY only agrees to do it if you pay them enough. doing the actual prep costs extra btw.

HARPER is thrilled to get to treat you for your transition healthcare! they make sure to massage the area extra thoroughly and get you suuuuper relaxed so there’s no lingering muscle tension that would make the injection hurt more. what do you mean you don’t think all this touching is necessary? are you a medical professional? no i didn’t think so.

REMY says only if it gives you bigger tits

[morgana-ren]

Leighton, who knows your face but not your name once school is in session. He's never met you before, but you catch his attention in the hallway. You're laughing and giggling with friends, school folder squeezed to your chest and a sweet smile on your face. You walk right past him without a glance, too engrossed in your conversation to notice his leering.

Pretty thing, he thinks, wondering if he has any photos of you.

Surely not. He'd remember someone like you.

Leighton, who sends Sirris out to the cafe as he conducts his 'inspections.' Camera in hand, he lines the girls up and tells them to unbutton their shirts and flash their breasts— for health reasons, of course. He takes his photos as each girl strips and shifts uncomfortably before sending them back to their seats. His grin widens when he realizes you're at the end of the line.

Finally, he thinks.

You lower your blouse over your shoulders and ball your hands on either side of your torso, trying to hide the view from anyone but him, hard swallowing and trying not to meet his eyes. He stares for a moment before finally snapping a few photos, catching your quivering lip in the shot.

"Nice pair,' he says, licking his lips and imagining what it would feel like to jiggle the fat in his palms. You flush, shrinking back as he reaches forward and indulges, running a calloused thumb over the hardening peak. A quick squeeze and he realizes he's out of time.

She'll give me an excuse one day, he thinks, palming his hard cock beneath his desk. All students do at some point or another. You'll end up in his office. He's sure of it.

Leighton, who grows tired of waiting. You're a good girl, it seems. Well liked and behaved. A teacher favorite. So he takes things into his own hands.

He bribes two delinquents to frame you. He doesn't care how.

Just ensure she is sent to me, he tells them. They oblige gleefully. Thank God for this horrible town and the rotten fruit it bears.

Leighton, who is particularly careless with his car the next day. He drives through puddles and parks under trees; he doesn't take the tunnel to work, letting the rain wash over the paint job. Filthy, filthy, filthy.

It won't stay like this for long, he thinks.

You sit in his office after school, squirming and fingering anxiously at your skirt. You've never been here before. You're a good girl.

"I have something special for you today."

He takes you to the private lot, pointing to the sponge and bucket of soapy water sitting beside his car. You look at him and then the bucket incredulously. Surely he doesn't want—

"You'll want to take off your clothes for this," He grins, with far too many teeth. "No sense in getting your little uniform dirty."

You do as you're told. You strip down to your panties and get nice and wet and soapy cleaning his car. He watches attentively�� very attentively, legs crossed to hide the throbbing length straining against his slacks.

"You missed a spot," he points, leaning in for a better view as you bend and buff out some dirt on his bumper. Your wet underwear clings to your ass, starting to ride up, and you don't dare pinch at it—

If only he had more time, he thinks.

Leighton, who raises a hand to Sydney in the Library. You rush to his aid, demanding an explanation.

"Supplies have gone missing under their watch," he tells you. "And they are responsible."

You claim equal responsibility, noble little thing that you are.

"Punish me too."

You don't have to tell him twice. Normally he'd have you both over the counter, but he can't pass up the opportunity. He empties the library, and tells Sydney to lock the door behind him. He won't hear any protestation from the little brat. None of it.

"I'm doing as she asked. Now get out."

You cling to the desk as he bends you over and flips your schoolgirl skirt, biting your lip to hide your shame. He takes a good, long look, committing it to memory before slapping the curve of your ass with his hand.

God, what he wouldn't give to—

Oh, wait. He's the headmaster. He can do as he pleases.

Your knees buckle as he crooks a finger in the waistband of your panties and gives them a firm tug down.

"This is a severe infraction, and thus begets a severe punishment. One you won't soon forget."

And one he won't either.

You yelp as he repeatedly cocks his hand back and slaps your bare bottom without mercy, your eyelashes wet and dewy as little silvery tears trail down your cheeks. Your cries border on obscene, and if he tries, he can imagine you're moaning for him like the naughty little thing he knows you are inside.

Your skin turns the most delicious shade, abuse leaving you already turning a cosmic shade of colors from the bruising. He almost pants harder than you do, hardly even needing to touch you to feel his peak approaching. He's horrified, but he can't stop. He's gone far past the 'deserved' punishment but the way you mewl and whimper has his mind obscured with hazy pink lust.

"H-headmaster!"

"Please let me go!"

"I'll be a good girl, I promise!"

He has to stop. He has to. If he doesn't, he's going to make a mess of his trousers.

A mess that should be on your teary little face and jiggling tits and all over your pretty cunt and deep in your bruising ass

With a final blow, he releases your arms, trying to catch his breath. You stay bent and sobbing long enough for him to catch a quick photo on his cell.

(Never the cell phone. Never ever the cell phone. Too traceable, too damning— but he can't bear to forget the sight in every marvelous detail. Before the shape of his hand disappears from your creamy skin and his handiwork heals over.)

Leighton, who leans over you as you sob, large hand grabbing a rough handful of your ass, snarling in your ear.

"You're a naughty little brat, and I'll be seeing you again soon. Mark my words."

He knows you feel his eagerness as he presses against you; there's no way you can't feel the hot, hard length practically ready to pop behind his zipper. His face is as red as your behind and he can tell if he doesn't pull away now, he'll have you here and now. He wouldn't be able to stop himself— couldn't control it.

Leighton, who turns without another word, leaving you heaving and weeping against the counter, bottom bared and practically bleeding.

Leighton, who beelines to his office, locking himself inside before making the mess he so longs to all over the printed pictures he has of your exposed tits and pouting lips.

It's not the same.

It's not the fucking same.

Leighton, who decides in that moment that he can't live if he can't defile you himself. He wants to feel those tight, wet walls constrict around his cock, velvety and hot. He wants to spread your legs and work you over until you're a panting, moaning mess, begging him to stop—

To keep going.

Leighton, the educator, who would be remiss in his position if he didn't teach you all about sexuality. About the dirty things humans do in the dark. About what a mouth is truly capable of and that your ass is used for more than just discipline.

Leighton, the headmaster, who announces to the school the very next day that he'll be rewarding all of his best students with private positions in his office for extra credit.

Leighton, your headmaster, who makes it mandatory.

[wakandamama]

Monday

In anticipation for me watching season 2 of the Bear 🐻😈. This is another smut continuation of Routine, that I may or maynot add more too. Enjoy fellow Chefkissers👩🏿‍🍳🧑🏼‍🍳 if you know me, I had to get my fav couple rn, car fucking.

“Carm…Carmy please.” she pleads, the damn near echo in the car. Her thighs clenching over his hand again. Carmy has to bite his lips in, hard. His dick achy at the sounds she makes at this point. The sound is fucking obscene, slick and wet as he forces his hand out the grip of her thighs. Her whimper at the loss of him is whiny and upset.

“Seriously?” She pants, all hot and bothered. Her eyes promising revenge for him stringing her along like that while in traffic.

____________

The way Sydney can’t get the obscene and lite salt taste of Carmy’s dick out of her mind is insane, it contemplates her to join her father at evening prayer tonight. If it wasn’t for the fact that she was currently pretending to reorganize her locker as she waits for him to finish the books, she’d be dosing herself in blessed oil as she entered the sanctuary. Right now, she could only thank God that Richie’s little girl had another dance recital so his smart mouth was out of the restaurant first. Carmy’s crude play-cousin was starting to linger too long for them to be safe from prying.

It is easier to wave off Tina as she has to get home to make dinner for her family. It was easier to excuse her lingering to Marcus as he’s been packing himself into mixing bowls and the oven lately. But Richie? The man was a tick with the capabilities to talk and apparently a bloodhound with how he commented about the smell of sex in the air lately. Sydney blames Carmy’s inability to relax unless he’s in her pussy or marinating a brisket.

She is drawn from her pondering by Carmy’s hand swiping over the smalls of her back. She glances at him when he opens his own locker and tosses in his apron. She closes her own when Carmy starts to trade his no-slips for his worn nikes. 

“Good day, chef?” he asks while he bends over to tie his shoe. Sydney is practically licking the lingering memory of the velvety feel of girth in her mouth. 

“It was. Richie was only half- annoying today. Glad he jetted out for the recital. Marcus made me this orange cream puff sampler thingy. He’s getting better. It wasn’t too sweet, flaky, the cream wasn’t gritty at all. Was a perfect bust in my mouth.” she teases. Carmy gives a little huffing laugh when he stands back up. He grabs his jacket, leans in close to her ear as he thread his arms through. 

“I can put something better in there.” He rasps to her. She chuckles, he smirks at it and softly bumps her shoulder  He follows right behind her, only pausing to put a step between them to turn out the lights. They get to his car, he is cute but swift to open her door and close it behind her before going around the front. 

The two take off, both letting out sighs of annoyance at the standstill of traffic they hit within 4 minutes of the 12 minute ride to his place. Carmy settles back in his seat one hand impatiently grips and un-grips the steering wheel and the other rests on his thigh. Sydney peels off her jacket, then pops her button until the cleavage of her breast just peaked out. Carmy bites his lip as he spies the perks of her dark nipples under her white tee. 

“We have to stop hanging back so late. Get a frickin life.” She mentions. He hums and gives a short nod to it. Sydney grabs the hand resting on his thigh as they creep forward in traffic. She inspects his short and bitten nails, yet his fingers clean and callous but dry. She didn’t like how dry it was. 

She rests his hand on her thigh and grins as he starts to massages the inner meat of it. She tucks it close to her lap as she reaches down and grabs lotion out of her bag. Carmy gives her an amused side glance as she squirts a bit of aquaphor into her own palms then starts to massage and rub it into his hand. 

“Having fun there?” he asks and Sydney hums.

“You gotta take care of your hands better, Carmy. I like them.” She tells him and he blushes as she starts to kiss over his knuckle tattoos. He shifts as he feels her tongue to trace the letters, and her lips kiss off the joints. 

“Syd…” he breathes softly, she grins and settles his hand back to her lap. She lives for the bright blush on his face, the way he nervously licks his lips and looks over the traffic in front of them.

“They are nice hands.” she comments when she sits back. He hums and clears his throat and Sydney’s moans a bit as he starts to play his hand under her shirt.

“Y’know I’m ambidextrous right?” he comments and Sydney raises an eyebrow.

“Forreal?” She asks and he nods. 

“Yeah, can do two things at once. Pretty good at it,” he tells her. Sure enough, using only one hand he undoes the button of her jeans. She gasps as sinks his hand into her pants then smoothly one arm turns the steering wheel with the other. 

“Oh...” Sydney breathes. She is forced to buck up over his fingers at his deliberate hard stop on the brakes for the next red light. She wraps her hands around his arm. Pressing the limb between her breasts, her eyes low and full of lusty excitement. Goosebumps prickle Carmy’s skin at the feel of her as he shifts her panties aside and starts to massages into the folds of her wet pussy. Snapping shiverings fucks over Sydney when Carmy press her clit to meet his palm as two of his nimble fingers sink further into her. 

“Fuck Syd, were you this damn needy all day? You’re fuckin sopping,” he hisses out. His own bulge appeared at the filthy moans puffing out of Sydney’s mouth with each backward pump of his slickening hand.

“Oh god, Carm-”

“Woulda bent you over the sink-”

“Shut the fuck up! Sh-shut..damn, righ-right there Carmen,” Sydney stutters.

Sydney clutches his arm closer, drawing him further into her, he slips another finger in. He licks his lips like a starving man when he looks down. The small glimpse of Sydney’s thigh opens to the air is glistening, her white panties are fucking transparent from how wet he has her. 

The fact that his own tattered hand was causing such a mess gets him rock hard. Her thighs snap down to squeeze his hand still, she’s trembling, her window slightly foggy from her horny gasps. Carmy flushes hard when she starts to dig her nails into his bicep with one sweet lay over her clit with his middle finger. Her pinky nail pierces a crest shape into the head of the ink angel on his arm as she muffles another curse into her curtain of braids.

“Aye-aye, none of that Syd. You want me in there. Shit! The fuckin’ nails-” He swears. He pinches her thigh making her yelp over her moan and spread apart again. She buck in time with his coaxing fingers now, whimpering when he becomes distracted in the light turning green and some fucking SUV honking behind them. Her hips chase his hand, as he eases up on pumping two digits into her in order to turn on his street. 

“Carm…Carmy please.” she pleads, the damn near echo in the car. Her thighs clenching over his hand again.  Carmy has to bite his lips in, hard. His dick achy at the sounds she makes at this point. The sound is fucking obscene, slick and wet as he forces his hand out the grip of her thighs. Her whimper at the loss of him is whiny and upset.

“Seriously?” She pants, all hot and bothered. Her eyes promising revenge for him stringing her along like that while in traffic. 

“Hold on, I just got to get us parked.” he offers in a flighty tone, he shifts in his seat. His pussy wet hand dragging at his belt to better settle his hard on. He faces them into the dead end behind his building. Private but nosy as fuck with the sound of the city.

It doesn’t fucking matter. 

The car is barely turned off before Camry jacks his seat back and undoes his belt. Sydney watches as he wipes her wetness over his nose and mouth, then slips his jeans down. His dick springs out. Sydney knew it was fucking insane to think of, but Carmy’s dick was just so, him . 

It wasn’t too long, but god it was fucking thick! Tan-ish, veiny and curved to the left.

Sydney shimies her jeans and panties down then climbs over the center console. Carmy helps her to his lap, staddling over his hips with her knees and she shivers as his dick lays overtop her pussy lips. He hisses when she grabs down and start to line the shaft up to her slit.

Both of them moaning in unison as he sinks her fully onto him. He grips her hip tightly and wraps his other arm around her back to push her closer. He buries his face in her chest, teeth biting on her tender breast as she gives a yelp that melts into a moan of his name. Her braids slap his shoulder as her head bows down and she start to ride him. He pumps up into her, strong arms sweaty and steady as the window fogs from their stamina. 

The seat creaks from the stress. The stanch fabric of his shirt barely saves him from her nails raking into the back of his shoulder. Her hands rack back up into the back of his head, gripping his hair. He winces and bounces her shallowly at it. She's learned he likes that pain, he gives it back with a echoing smack to her ass in rythm to the rocking of the car.  She sucks bruises onto the back of his neck to leave her mark instead. The idea of her leaving a mark on him, him red and sneaky trying to hide it around the kitchen the next day, it makes her pussy clench around him. He hitches with a hiss at the pleasure. 

"C'mon Syd, c'mon baby." He pants into her cleavage. He looks up at her with those piercing blues full of lust. He aches to cum in her. He tightly squeezes the meat of her ass to hold himself strong. He wanted to drag this fuck out. Sydney sighs, lips popping off his skin as she sinks to a sit to rest. Her thighs achy and pussy full. She moans into his face from it. 

The both just breath for a moment, her hands playing through the back of his hair making his eyes flutter. Carmy smoothly brushes his hand up her thigh, then between their laps. Syd gasp and slacks back against the steering wheel, lightly tapping the horn with the action. He used his fingers to massage her clit, keeping her wired up.

"Fuck you, Carmern." She stutters, she grips his hair so hard, she pinches the top of his ear. He hiss and drives forward, they smash into another kiss. Smacking French kisses, Carmy relishes in the taste of throaty moan and near-whine of his name Sydney release as she cums. Carmy wishes he could season everything destined to touch his tongue again with the taste of her lust. He wants her to cum again so he can feel it, he's greedy like that.

Sydney shakes over Carmy as her O rushes over her. Her head rests on his shoulder from it,  her braids splaying over the both of them. She puffs a laugh of disbelief at how wet his hand is when he takes it from her pussy. She feels it as he re-settles His hand to her hip.

"I'm achin' Syd, you gotta move" He says tightly. Sydney groans loudly. He rubs at her thigh impatiently, urging her to move before he burst and they do even more things they regret. 

"Then move me." She snaps and Carmy huffs. She swallows as he does so, lifing her with his hips before re gripping her hip and lifing her off his dick. The both shiver at the loss of connection and he half-sits her on his car console. She slumps back to the passenger seat fumbling to put her pants back on as he palms his dick a few times, before sliding up his own pants. 

The both walk wobbly to his apartment building, eager for more. Carmy barely close the door before Sydney is on her knees, unbuttoning his jeans. 

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Hey! I saw you were taking requests. And I kinda have two because I need some fluff in my life rn. I have been so sick and just need some relief. Could I get one Bob x reader where maybe his SO is an advocate and she is traveling all the time. So, it can be like her coming to visit after being overseas. And one Rhett Abbott x reader. Maybe him taking care of a sick reader. Or whatever you decide. ☺️ thank you so much.

thanks for the request!!! only thing i didn’t know/couldn’t figure out was what you meant by an advocate, so y/n is a professional pilot.

i hope you’re feeling better <333

tw for: idk being really tired? also being sick w like the flu. other than that, nothing.

The airport was always so damn loud. The clash and clamor of thousands of angry customers, grumpy fathers, and wailing children created a din comparable to a jumbo jet. When you emerged from your plane, having spent the last 15 hours manning a plane on a flight from Sydney, Australia, it was even worse. The contrast from the noise-canceling headgear and the occasional chatter with your copilot was nothing in comparison to this auditory hell.

Hauling a light suitcase, you weaved through the hordes, dodging children and parents left and right. Some smiled kindly at you, to which you sleepily nodded in return, but mostly you kept your eyes on the next doorway you had to pass through.

After about 20 minutes navigating the inside of the building, you finally emerged into the line of cars waiting for their passengers. After lethargically searching your pockets for your phone, you dialed Robby’s number and called him. Two rings sounded from directly behind you before you whipped around, only for his arms to wrap around you swiftly.

“I missed you, honey,” he murmured into your hair. Tears slid down your face, so glad to see him again after he’d been deployed for months. On top of that, the hard trip you’d just had only amplified your loneliness.

“Missed you too, Rob.” You whispered, squeezing him tightly. “Can we leave, though? I’m so tired.”

Nodding with a smile, he released you only to clasp your hand as tightly as he had your body. He guided you to the car that Jake had driven here and let you in before he walked to his own side. You’d buckled yourself into the middle seat so you could lean against him. The car shifted into drive after you thanked Jake, who responded only with a nod and a smile, and it remained silent for a few minutes as he navigated through the convoluted airport roads.

“They delayed us three times. Diverted us once.”

“Oh, god,” he murmured, looking down at you in disgust.

“Yeah. That was on the way out. On the way in, they just diverted us after about 30 minutes’ talk with ATC.”

“I’m sorry, darlin’. I’m sure you’re tired.” You nodded against him. “Get some rest. I’ll take you inside.”

You hummed quietly, sleep overcoming you. “You don’t h…”

—

Apparently he did have to, because all you remembered the next morning was a brief flash of light when the car door opened, strong, warm arms being wrapped around you, and a slight jostle as you were pulled from the car.

You found yourself in clean underwear and Robby’s Navy PT shirt, wrapped in his arms and surrounded by the scent of him.

His bed was warm, the sun shining onto the white comforter with all its morning might, but his body was warmer as you turned to face him. You found his eyes already open, the deep blue perusing your face like the two of you had all the time in the world.

Hell, maybe you did.

He kissed your nose and asked how you slept, and you melted. Absorbed by how much you loved him, by all of the thoughts, emotions, vows, and proposals running through your mind, you forgot to answer for a moment.

Realizing that he’d asked you a question when he leaned back to grab his glasses, you shook back to consciousness and responded with a kiss to his nose and an “I slept really well. You?”

He grinned lazily, those glasses pushing up on his cheeks, and told you that he slept better than ever.

—

The first thing Rhett heard when he woke up was coughing. Hacking, really. It sounded like someone’s lungs were coming out in pieces, being ripped to shreds. The second thing was groans. Maybe that person’s lungs were being ripped to shreds, by the sound of those groans.

You were sitting in the sun-decorated living room, haven gotten up to grab some water, convinced this coughing fit was due to allergies, and collapsed to the couch with a dizzy spell. And yes, your lungs were being ripped to shreds. Rhett sidled up next to you, arm around your shoulders, and cooed gently. “Oh, baby, why didn’t you wake me up?”

Glaring lightheartedly at him, you wheezed, “Apparently I did.”

“Not intentionally,” he nudged your side, “and you’re burning up. What have you taken?”

Mother goose Rhett was a rare treat that few got to see, but right now you felt that he was overexaggerating the needed response to a high pollen count.

“Rhett,” you paused to hack loudly into a tissue, “I’m not sick.”

“Well, then, I’m sure the doctor will say the same,” he raised his brows in question.

You leaned your head back against the back of the couch with a wheezing whine and conceded, “Okay maybe. But just drug me up, don’t make me go to the doctor.”

“Yes ma’am, now what hurts? Just the cough?”

You buried your face in his shoulder and shook your head. Muffled, you said “Head. And my throat. And also my bones. Everything?”

One hand rubbing over your back, he pushed you off of him slowly and stood up, heading for the kitchen. He returned with, you noted through one cracked eye, bottles upon bottles of medicine. “Open up, sugar.”

“Mm-mm.”

“Open uuuuup,” he poked you in the sides, trying to get you to laugh, but you just wheezed in pain and opened your mouth. Still, it accomplished his goal, because he stuck two pills in your mouth and you opened your mouth in distaste and beckoned for some water.

“What the hell was that?” You asked, throat dry only moments after drinking water.

“Tylenol and a decongestant,” he said, already grabbing something else. “And this is Vitamin C,” he said, handing you a little gummy.

Once you’d chewed it up and swallowed it, he settled in beside you and nestled your back against his chest. Pinned between his legs and reclined just enough to let yourself breathe, you laid against him. His hands came up to your head, rubbing at your scalp and temples. You moaned quietly, thanking him and taking his hum as permission to sleep. By the time you fell asleep, his hands were pressing into your aching temples and he was watching you silently, a smile on his face regardless of the fact that he knew he’d be sick by noon.

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Fallen Through Time For You

Chapter Ten: Ladies and Gentleman, Steve Harrington

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(Sydney's POV)

A ringed, waving hand brought me back from where my mind had been slipping to all night. After we got back to the trailer, Wayne was already up and cooking something in the kitchen. True to Eddie’s word, he plopped me down on the couch and settled on the floor in front of me, him leaning back on my legs as he started his homework. I wasn’t much help with his statistics, but with every question I helped him answer he would turn his body to give me a small kiss on my jean-covered knee. 

Dinner with the both of them was interesting to watch. The rapt attention Wayne had while Eddie reencountered an event that occurred at school, or how Wayne had to remind Eddie that he was so close to the finish line and regardless of what happened the next few months that he was going to graduate no matter what this year.

Eddie offered to finish the washing up as Wayne packed his meal for the night and got ready for work. I mostly stayed silent, just watching the family dynamic that they had. Eddie got too excited about Wayne’s next day off and got soapy water all over the floor? Wayne just shook his head in amusement and threw him a dish towel, warning Eddie not to flood the trailer while he was gone. Or Eddie tossing me Wayne’s keys from the kitchen table, claiming that since Wayne can’t find his truck keys, that he just had to call out of work and settle with spending the night with the two of us. 

“Sweetheart?” Eddie asked as he crouched down in front of me. “Where did you go?”

Wayne had left an hour ago, tugging me into one of his rough hugs with the promise that I better be asleep by the time he gets home or Eddie would be sleeping in the van because he just knew that it would be Eddie’s fault. I laughed at him and once he walked out the door, it was like I couldn’t stop thinking about it.

Eddie moved one of his hands to land on my knee, rubbing reassuring circles into my kneecap. I cleared my throat. “You know, I have a pretty nasty scar there.”

I felt Eddie stop his rubbing for a moment before they started up again, this time more lingering. “How did you get it?”

“It was my brother’s birthday.” I started, wanting him to understand what I've been battling since I saw Wayne cooking for me in the kitchen. “I was only ten and my mother had decided that if I wanted any of his birthday cake, I had to help her clean the kitchen for dinner. I was put in charge of the dishes and I guess I wasn’t paying attention and got water all over the floor. She had asked me to grab the stack of bowls off the counter and to bring them to the table. I was rushing, wanting to get everything done in time so I could have a piece of cake. I didn’t realize the water on the floor until it was too late, and when I slipped the bowls had tumbled out of my hands and shattered all of the floor and I landed in all the glass.”

I looked up at Eddie then, meeting his beautiful dark eyes. “She had to take me to the hospital. The whole ride there was about me ‘ruining my brother's birthday’, or ‘getting blood all over the seats of her car’, and how ‘it was going to take me weeks of chores to pay her back for all the dishes I broke’.

Eddie moved his hands to grab at mine that was sitting in my lap. “That doesn’t seem very fair.”

I shook my head. “You know I wasn’t allowed to eat with “real” silverware or plates for two months? Everything was paper plates or paper towels, and that was if I was actually eating. Seeing the way that you and Wayne interact, it scares me sometimes. Not in a bad way! It’s just-kind of hard to explain?”

Eddie squeezed my hands. “I understand.”

“You do?”

“Of course,” Eddie said as he stood up and dropped my hands. For a second I thought he was going to walk away, but he just plopped down on the couch next to me, pulling at my legs to lay them over his lap. His hands went back to rubbing at my knee. “When I first got here, Wayne used to be very loud. Slamming doors, tugging open the cabinets, and stomping around the house. After watching me flinch for almost a week he sat me down and pulled the answer out of me. Have you noticed how quietly he moves around the trailer? He started making a conscious effort to make less noise so I’d stop flinching.”

One of his hands moved up to rub at his neck. “That’s another reason why I’m so loud with my movements. I didn’t want to be scared every time I heard a door slam. So when I did it, it was like taking that fear back.”

It made sense. I didn’t think there was going to be a day that I slammed doors for the hell of it, but what Eddie argued made sense. “Thank you.”

Eddie raised his eyebrows at me. “For what?”

I scooted closer to him on the couch. “For listening. For everything.”

Eddie laughed. “We haven’t even dipped below the surface, sweetheart.”

I smiled and Eddie leaned the top of his body closer to me, little distance between us. “All you gotta do is talk to me.”

Eddie leaned back and motioned for me to pull my legs back. He clapped his hands and stood up, bowing slightly and offering me a hand. “Care to retire to the bed chambers, m’lady?”

“Eddie,” I laughed and took his hand as he helped me stand up. “Are you ever going to stop talking like that?”

Eddie placed a hand to his chest, clutching at his invisible pearls. “You wound me so!”

I rolled my eyes and followed him towards his bedroom. He fell back into his bed with a huff, throwing his arm over his eyes and sagging into the blanket. I watched him in amusement, choosing to lean against the doorway. Eddie peaked at me under his arm, his other day being held out to me from the bed. “Join me?”

“As good as that sounds, I think you should let me borrow some more PJ’s or I’m going to fall asleep in my jeans.”

Eddie groaned before sitting up and forcing himself off the bed. “Good choice.”

He dug through his drawers and presented some clothes at me before tugging his shirt off. I let out a surprised noise before turning around and heading towards the bathroom. I could still hear Eddie laughing at me through the bathroom door. After I changed and made my way back to his room, he had turned all the lights off but a lamp on his desk. I could see that he changed into some flannel pants, but he chose to remain shirtless. He was leaning up against the headboard of his bed, covers tossed back for me and a large notebook in hand. 

I closed the door behind me and got into bed next to him, glad that I didn’t have to argue with him about sleeping on the floor. I sat a small distance from him and when Eddie looked up, he sent me a look and used an arm to drag me closer to him. Snuggling up to his side like I did on the porch that night, I relaxed into him and felt the drop of his head against mine. “What’s with the notebook?”

“Hellfire,” Eddie said as he flipped a page. “We were supposed to have a meeting on Friday but I’m thinking about pushing it back another week.”

“Why?”

“Well,” Eddie said with an amused tone. “This weekend I was supposed to finish editing what I had written, but this really pretty girl showed up and I kind of got distracted.”

“She’s that big of a distraction?”

Eddie nodded, tongue pressed into his cheek as he tried to not smile. “The biggest. She’s so pretty that every time I look at her, I kind of forget about everything else.”

My face had to be bright red at this point, but Eddie was still looking at me with that look in his eyes. The one he had when I walked out of the bathroom in his clothes, the look when he had me pressed against his van. I felt like I was burning from the inside out. 

Eddie let out a soft laugh, his smile breaking through as he shut the notebook. “The boys will be fine to wait another week.”

“What’s your campaign about anyway?”

Eddie froze from where he was trying to toss his notebook to the floor. “You want to hear about my campaign?”

“Of course,” I hooked my chin on his shoulder as I looked up at him. “Dazzle me.”

Eddie got this spark in his eyes when he was talking about D&D. His hands moved in rapid movements as he explained what had happened so far and the plans that he had for the remaining members of the party. He only stopped when I let out a yawn, giving me a sheepish smile as he shut the notebook. “You’re tired.”

I shook my head. “No! I want to hear more.”

Eddie chuckled and gently moved me back so he could stand up. “Why don’t you just sit in on the next session?”

He placed his notebook on the desk and reached over the turn off the lamp, the room being bathed in darkness. My eyes slowly adjusted as some of the street light peaked through his windows. “It won’t bother the others?”

Eddie slipped quietly in the bed, holding the covers open for me as I moved away from the headboard and laid down. Once I was settled, he let the blankets fall as he reached out to me, stroking my face as a hand moved to my waist to pull me closer to him. I went without argument, cuddling up to his bare chest and I couldn’t help but lightly trace at his scars. He trembled for a moment, and then he completely relaxed in my arms with his head leaning back against the pillow. 

“Outside of the party, the only ones you haven’t met are the Corroded Coffin boys. I might have told them about you today?”

I paused my tracing, tilting my neck to meet his eyes in the dim light. “You did?”

The hand that was resting against my back traced upward, Eddie messing with one of my braids. “Does that bother you?”

“No,” I said as I started moving my hand again. “I’ve just never had someone want to talk about me like that.”

Eddie smiled and I could feel shaking with silent laughter. “I think after today they are tired of me talking about you.”

“How so?”

Eddie moved to press his forehead against mine. “They said I sounded like a ‘love-sick puppy’.”

I laughed. “You poor baby.”

Eddie let out a noise in protest. “Henderson is the only one that had my back.”

“Where did you tell them that I came from?”

Eddie’s hand continued to run up and down my back. “I told them that you were Hopper’s niece. That I went over there to pick up Dustin and the rest was history.”

“They want to meet me?”

Eddie pulled back far enough that he could make eye contact with me. “Why wouldn’t they? Of course they do! Besides Little Sinclair, I don’t think they’ve met another girl that is interested in half of the stuff we talked about. They might even try to rope you into playing.”

“That sound’s nerve-wracking.” I snorted. 

Eddie pulled me back to his chest. “So if I push back the meeting, are you going to come to the next one?”

“Eddie,” I said. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed; but wherever you have been going, I’ve pretty much been following you. Obviously I would like to go. I just don’t want your friends to not like me.”

“Not gonna happen, sweetheart.” Eddie said around a yawn. “I can promise that you’ll be just fine.”

Silence settled over us. I felt Eddie’s breathing slow down and I figured he had finally fallen asleep. I moved my hand that was resting over his scars to push the hair away from his face, choosing to run my fingers through his hair. 

“Sydney,” Eddie whispered to me, and I would have jumped backwards if he hadn’t lightly squeezed me in return. “Did I scare you earlier? Trying to kiss you beside the van?”

So he was trying to kiss me. 

My heart clenched at the thought. I didn’t want Eddie to think I was scared of him. “No, you didn’t scare me.”

A pause. “Are you scared to kiss me?” 

“Yes,” I was honest with him. Why wouldn’t I be? “No one’s ever kissed me before.”

“Well,” I felt Eddie shift and felt his lips press against my forehead. “I guess I need to make it worth your wild. Not against some old van.”

“Hey,” I warned him. “None of that. You know I don’t care. I just got nervous and a little overwhelmed today.”

I could feel his lips stretch into a lazy grin. “Too late, I’m going to rise to the challenge.”

I huffed at him and just closed my eyes. “Are you going to do this with everything?”

“Just the important things,” Eddie teased back as he relaxed back into me. 

I don’t really know when I fell asleep, I just know that I felt Eddie tighten his grip on me before I completely dropped off. Like it would allow me to follow him into any of his dreams. 

I wasn’t alone when I woke up this morning. I could feel Eddie running his fingers up my back, one hand tracing shapes into my waist. It was still dark outside, the trailer park completely quiet with no signs of life. I let out a groan and tried to shuffle closer to the warmth that Eddie gave off in the cold morning air. 

“Sleep well?” I could hear the teasing in Eddie’s voice. 

“Five more minutes,” I muttered into his chest. 

“Ah, ah, ah,” Eddie says and I feel him try to push me off his chest. “If you ask me that again, I must just give in and then we’d be late.”

“It’s overrated anyway,” I said as I pulled up to look at his sleepy expression. “Good morning.”

“It’s good now,” Eddie said cheekily as he leaned down to kiss my forehead. 

I lazily swatted at him and rolled away so I was laying on my back. “What time is it?”

“Wayne’s not home yet,” Eddie answered instead as he sat up, looking down at me.

“And you woke me up?” I whined as I rubbed my eyes. 

“Oh baby,” Eddie said with a sleepy laugh. “I just wanted to spend some time with you before we have to separate.”

I lowered my hands and frowned. “I can’t be annoyed with you when you’re being sweet.”

“I’m always sweet.” Eddie said as he shifted to slightly lean over me. One hand came to cup my cheek. “I taste sweet too.”

“Eddie!” I let out a surprised laugh and tried to bring my hands up to cover my blushing face.

Eddie let out a deeper laugh and moved to get off the bed, letting me try to get over his boldness. After I felt calmed, I sat up and watched Eddie flitter around the room. He pulled a gray shirt from his drawers and tugged it on before moving on to his closet. “Do you want to borrow another shirt today?”

“How about another flannel?” I asked as I stretched when I stood up. 

Eddie tossed a black and white one in my direction before going back to dig in his closet. “Do you wanna call Steve?”

“Why do I need to call Steve?”

Finding what he was looking for, Eddie turned back to me. “To tell him about spending the day with him?”

I stared at Eddie for a moment, my mind trying to play catch up. “I thought you told him yesterday?”

“Well,” Eddie fidgeted with a pants hanger. “I was supposed to call him last night but forgot?”

“Eddie Munson,” I sighed and shook my head. “Do you think he’s going to be up this early?”

“He takes Robin to school, Dustin too.” Eddie supplied. “Numbers on a pad by the phone.”

I rolled my eyes with a smile and started out of the room. I found the number pretty easily, and it only took two rings before the phone rang. “Harrington residence?”

“Hey, Steve.”

“Sydney?” I heard Steve question around a yawn. “Is everything okay?”

“Yes!” I rushed to reassure him, now realizing how the phone call might sound at whatever the time was. “Eddie mentioned to me yesterday that you have the day off and wanted to spend it with me?”

Steve chuckled. “I thought you might want to spend the day with someone. Eddie was supposed to call me back last night with the answer but I can see that he got distracted.”

“This happen a lot?”

“Define a lot?”

I laughed. “But yeah, I’d like to spend the day with you if that’s okay. I don’t think I’m comfortable enough to stay by myself all day.”

“No worries, I’m the one that brought it up. I have to drop Robin off at school, want to catch me there?”

“Sure,” I shrugged my shoulders and realized that he couldn’t see me. 

“Max mentioned that you met Murray yesterday?”

“That’s a long story,” I said and I heard a truck pull up in front of the trailer, their lights flashing through the windows. “Tell you later?”

“Of course,” Steve said as I heard a car door slam and the sound of someone coming up the steps and then the door rattled. The door opened quietly as Wayne tried to sneak in before he noticed me on the phone. 

“See you soon, Steve.”

Steve muttered a goodbye before I hung the phone back up. Wayne sent me a tired smile and shut the door. “I thought I told you to be asleep by the time I got home?”

Before I could reply, Eddie came bounding down the hallway with energy that I couldn’t fathom having this early. “Wayne!”

Wayne raised his eyebrows at me before putting the pieces together. “You’re up early.”

Eddie shrugged his shoulders before moving around me in the kitchen, dragging a metal lunchbox to the island and popping open the top. “Just couldn’t bear being away from your pretty face.”

Wayne snorted and swatted at Eddie as he made his way into the kitchen. I left them be as I went to grab my clothes and get ready for the day. By the time I came back, there was another piece of toast waiting for me on the table and Eddie was still messing around in that lunchbox of his. Wayne was sitting in his recliner, mug in hand as the news droned on about the weather. 

“What did Steve say?” Eddie asked as he slid into the seat across from me, sliding me a mug of coffee. 

“That you were supposed to call him last night,” I said. “He said you have a habit of being distracted.”

Eddie rolled his eyes but made no move to argue with me as he just stuffed a handful of cereal in his mouth. I left him at the table as I finished up and Eddie found me as I was taking my braids out, my hair falling in waves down my back. He whistled at me from the bedroom door, leaning against it with his arms crossed.

“I might have to let you braid mine,” Eddie said as he pushed off the door and crowded into my space. He touched a loose strand before tucking it behind my ear. 

“You’d let me braid your hair?” I asked him, surprised. 

“Only if you’d put one of those metal viking braids in my hair! Could you imagine how I’d look onstage?”

“Onstage?

“Yeah? The boys and I performed at the Hideout?” At the look of confusion on my face, Eddie took a step back. “I swear I said something about it.”

I took a step forward to be back in his space. “I think I’d remember you mentioning about one of your performances. You mentioned the band, I just connected some dots.”

Eddie pulled some of his hair in front of his face, his expression turning bashful. “After everything, you know the manhunt and the recovery; it was a bit difficult to get back into it. I think I’ve almost fully convinced the owner that I’m not some spawn of Satan and we might be able to perform again.”

“Do people still really think that?”

Eddie didn’t answer me as he suddenly turned and grabbed his bag on the desk. He held a hand out to me, letting out a deep breath when I intertwined our hands and let him guide me out of the room. Wayne was by the door when we tried to leave this time, Max waving her arms on the other side of the door. Eddie didn’t speak again until we were in the van, Max’s headphones over her ears. 

“You saw Carver,” Eddie started. “Even with the cover story that was fed to the town, my reputation didn’t exactly help clear up those rumors.”

Eddie’s attention was on the road, one hand on the wheel while the other rested between my hands. I was fiddling with the rings on his hand and every so often he would turn his hand over to give mine a gentle squeeze before opening his hand back up for me. 

“Carver is an asshole,” I argued back, “Shouldn’t some of the adults in this town have common sense?”

“Welcome to Hawkins, hell on earth.” Eddie quoted to me, mirroring what was one of the first things he said to me. 

Not knowing what to say, I just squeezed his hand and looked out the window. The highschool was not what I was expecting, smaller than what I thought it would be with people all over the parking lot. Eddie parked towards the back of the lot, shutting the van off and watching the other students filter around the grounds. I turned to look back at Max when I noticed that she had moved forward, pressing against the back of my seat. 

“It’s strange that they all just accepted the story from Owens and went back to their normal lives,” Max said as she stared at the windshield. “What are they going to do when Vecna comes back?”

“If he comes back,” Eddie shot back in a tone that said they’ve had this conversation before.

Max snorted, not amused. “You really think he’s going to give up? We know better than anyone.”

“Exactly,” Eddie pointed out as he caught sight of something and threw his seatbelt off. “We know better than to hope that he won’t come back. We just have to be ready for when he does.”

Max didn’t say anything else as she opened the door behind me and jumped out. I turned to watch her walk over to Lucas, who seemed to just arrive at the school. I heard Eddie’s door shut before he was opening mine, helping me out the van. Something nagged at me as Eddie shut the door behind me, leaning up against the door.

“Would you rather not know what you know now?” I asked him as I waved an arm out to the sea of people around us. “Be oblivious to what happened?”

Eddie shook his head as he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and went to light one. He took his time answering, taking a big puff before tilting his head back to releasing the smoke slowly. “The scars are painful and the nightmares are horrifying but,” Eddie stopped as he looked back to his right to see more of the party had joined Lucas and Max. Steve’s car was parked next to the group, Dustin excitedly getting out of the backseat to say something to Max. “What they went through? What I went through? If I wouldn’t have gone through it, I wouldn’t have found them. Hell, maybe I wouldn’t have found you. I’m going to be bonded to those little shits for the rest of my life, and most days it makes everything okay.”

“Nightmares?” I asked, seeming to grasp onto that out of his whole speech. “You’ve been having nightmares?”

Eddie chuckled and dropped his cigarette to the ground, stepping on it before wrapping an arm around my shoulders and started leading me towards the group. I could see that Robin had dragged Steve out of the car, him lugging an instrument out of the trunk. “I haven’t had one since you showed up.”

“Is that a good thing?”

“The best,” Eddie said with a smile. “I haven’t had a decent night's sleep in a long time.”

He didn’t say anything else as we joined the group. Dustin was quick to pull me into a hug, claiming that I couldn’t go without seeing him for that long again. Robin rolled her eyes with a laugh and said something to Eddie as Steve settled beside me. He was dressed casually, but for the first time I noticed the glasses on his face. 

“Glasses and gray hair?” I teased him. “Maybe you are turning into an old man.”

Steve sent me a bitchy look before shaking his head. “Is this what I’m going to have to put up with all day?”

“Oh Steve,” Eddie sang as he pressed himself up against my back, his head resting on my shoulder with his hair tickling my cheek. “I promise that I’m worse.”

“Oh I know you are,” Steve sighed. “But she’s your soulmate. I’m going to have my hands full with the two of you.”

Before I could argue, the sound of a bell resonated throughout the air. Dustin let out a groan and tugged at Lucas. They waved goodbye as they started towards the school, leaving the four of us alone. Eddie unwrapped himself from me, moving the stand in front of me. “Can I call you again at lunch?”

I smiled. “I think you might have separation anxiety, baby,”

Eddie flushed and did the thing where he pulled his hair in his face, like he was trying to hide his smile. I’ve noticed him doing it the past few days, and it made my heart flutter as I reached up to tuck in back behind his ear. 

Robin fake gagged beside us and shoved her instrument at Eddie to carry. “C’mon, I don’t want to be late!”

Eddie rolled his eyes and took a step back from me. “You know, if you actually carried your own instrument to class you wouldn’t have to worry about being late.”

Robin just sniggered and with a wave at Steve and I, she started towards the school. Eddie let out an amused sigh and sent me a wink as he started after her. “Till we meet again, sweetheart!”

Steve watched with me as the two of them got through the doors, leaving us in an almost quiet parking lot. We stood there for an awkward moment, really not knowing what to say. 

Finally Steve broke the silence. He let out a frustrated sigh and rubbed a hand down his face. “I’m so used to Robin filling up the silence that I forget I have to speak sometimes.”

I chuckled. “I can be comfortable with the silence. I’m used to not really talking at all.”

“Seems like shitty parents might be a theme around here,” Steve said as he motioned a hand out to the car. “You ready to head out?”

I nodded and took Robin’s seat as Steve started the car. He didn’t say anything else as he drove out of school bounds and in a different direction than Eddie had driven from. It was another few moments of quiet before Steve couldn’t take it anymore. 

“I have some errands I need to run today. Would you rather do that or we go back to my house and not know what to say to each other?”

“I’m down for anything,” I said. I was happy to follow Steve anywhere in Hawkins today, I had no problems with being taken along for the ride. 

That’s how we ended up in a small grocery store, Steve pushing me a cart when we entered the store while he read off from a list that seemed to have five different hand writing’s on it. I tried to help him make out what seemed to be Dustin’s writing, but mainly just stuck with pushing the cart and taking it all in. 

“You know if you want anything, just put it in the cart.” Steve said as he put a box of cereal in the cart that looked exactly like what Eddie was eating out of this morning. “We spend a lot of time at my house, I’d hate to not have anything for you to enjoy.”

I couldn’t even open my mouth to argue before Steve was holding his hand up. “For peace of mind, please grab something? Eddie would kill me if I let you starve, and I promise this guilt that you might feel is not needed. I want to buy you something to eat, so amuse me?”

“What is it with everyone making sure I have something to eat?” I said as I shook my head. 

“I take it Wayne said something to you?” Steve asked with a grin as he put a box of poptarts in the cart. 

“More like who hasn’t,” I complained as I looked over some of the cereal brands. “It feels like they are trying to smother me.”

I felt my face get red as I turned to face Steve and correct my mistake. “That sounded harsher than I meant it to be! I just me-”

Steve held up a hand. “I know what you mean. It’s hard to accept stuff from someone because you’re waiting for the other shoe to drop.” 

I started at Steve for a moment, the comment that Robin made at the Byers house circling my thoughts. “I know that no one here is expecting anything from me, but it’s just…”

“Hard,” Steve finished for me as he moved to stand in front of me. “Before Mrs. Henderson, it was really hard for me to accept things from an adult. But now? She won’t let me leave the family dinner’s without two days of leftovers. For a while I was waiting for the other shoe to drop, for her to come out and ask me for something big. But she didn’t, she never has. She just wanted to make sure I was eating with my parents being gone.”

Steve let out a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair. He looked around the empty isles of the grocery store before leaning closer to me. “Look, if anyone in the group is going to get it, it’s going to be me. I know it’s going to take a while to get used to, but I like taking care of everyone. So why don’t we just start small? Pick out three things to put in the cart and we can go from there.”

“I can do that,” I said. “It really gets easier?”

Steve laughed as he moved to push the cart, me falling into step beside him. “The only one that I still argue with is Wayne. The man took one look at me when I was helping Eddie and deemed me a part of his family. I know that he knows that when I go over there to see Eddie, that I’m not expecting anything. But I’m not used to adults giving so freely without there being a catch.”

Steve left me to think about that as he tried to find the chips that Max would eat. I just stared at the shelves in front of me, trying to decide what I could eat this week when someone grabbed my arm. I flinched and immediately tried to pull my arm away, but when I looked up there was an older woman standing there, no older than Joyce. She refused to let go of my arm, her hand wrinkling Eddie’s flannel as she studied me. 

“You’re Hopper’s niece?” She finally questioned as she stared me down. “The one that came down from the city?”

My mouth opened, but no words came out. What the hell was this lady’s problem? 

“I-uh,” tried to say as I tried freeing my arm from her grasp again. 

A hand landed on my shoulder and before I could flinch from that one, Steve made a point to stand in front of me, causing the woman to drop her hold on me. I clutched my arm to my chest, letting Steve block me from view. 

“Mrs. Perkins,” I could hear the fakeness in his tone. “How are you doing?”

“Steven,” The lady-Mrs. Perkins grumbled as she tried to see around him. “Why don’t you introduce me to your friend?”

“Who? Sydney?” Steve asked as he looked back at me, and with a nod from me he moved to stand at my side, his arm going across my shoulders in a protective measure. 

“Anne Carver mentioned that Jason and you got introduced over the weekend.” She said, obviously fishing for information. “I didn’t know Hopper had any other relatives.”

“Uncle Hop’s private about his family,” I said with a fake smile, taking comfort in knowing that Steve had my back here. “You know how small towns are.”

“Oh, yes.” She said with a fake grin. “How do you know Steven?”

Her eyes cut to the arm that Steve had loosely hanging by his side and to mine from where I was still clutching an arm to my chest. 

“Hopper wanted me to show her around town,” Steve said sweetly, but I could tell he was getting annoyed. “Just stopped in to get some groceries before heading back out.”

“No one has caught the reason that you moved down here.” Mrs.Perkins dug her heels further in. “No one just moves to Hawkins.”

“Didn’t you?” I asked as I looked up at Steve and he shrugged his shoulders for show. “Or have you lived here your whole life?”

She let out a noise of protest and I felt Steve trying to not laugh beside me. She waved a hand in the air. “I just thought I’d do my civic duty and introduce myself to our newest resident. There are a few people that you might want to stay away from, dear. This town hasn’t been the nicest in the last few years.”

I tilted my head. “Uncle Hop made sure to tell me all about what’s been going on the last few years. I think I’m just fine where I’m at.”

She let out a humph and took a step back from us. “Well just be careful. Anne Carver heard that you were hanging around a particular boy at the arcade and I just wanted to warn you that he was trouble.”

“Eddie Munson?” Steve questioned as his arm moved from my shoulder to cross across his chest. “You mean the Eddie Munson that I had to pull out of the rubble of the earthquake because he was locked in the Creel House?” 

Mrs. Perkins tsked and raised her purse further up her arm. “If that’s what you claim happened. We all know the truth.”

“Oh, you do?” I questioned, angry now. I gestured at her, raged that she could just talk about Eddie like that in public. “You don’t know fu-”

She reached out again and grasped my left arm, pushing up my flannel sleeve to my elbow. I tried to pull my arm out of her grip again, but she held on tight with her fingernails digging into my arm. 

“Ah!” She said as she found what she was looking for, looking down at my soulmark. “So what Jason said was true.”

I was furious and felt humiliated. This bitch really riled me up to prove what Jason was trying to spread around this time. She wanted to see Eddie’s name on my wrist, she wanted to have something to spread around town.

“That’s enough!” Steve said as he pushed her back, her dropping my arm in shock as Steve moved to completely stand between us. “If you don’t leave now, I’m going to call Hopper. I can promise you, he is not going to be happy when I tell him that you were harassing and assaulting his niece.”

“Assault?” Mrs.Perkins said as she clutched at her chest. “I did no such thing!”

“The red marks on her arm say otherwise,” Steve spat out. “Now leave or I’ll drag your ass to the front of the store and make sure that you can’t leave before Hopper gets here.”

“Oh, Steven.” Mrs.Perkins said as she sighed and started walking in the opposite direction. “What would your mother think?”

Steve tensed up in front of me and before he could retaliate, she turned the corner and left line of sight. He didn’t move from in front of me, his stance still rigid as he was breathing deeply. 

“Steve?” I questioned softly as I put a hand on his arm and moved to stand in front of him. “Hey, Steve?”

It took Steve a second to tear his eyes away from the corner and down at me. His eyes searched my face before he let out a deep breath and relaxed his stance. “We need to call Hopper.”

“Steve-” I started as he reached for me. I didn’t flinch this time, let him pull my arm to him so he could see the red marks that she left behind. 

“Fuck!” Steve exclaimed. “Sydney, I’m so sorry. I had no idea that she was going to do that.” 

“Hey, hey.” I said to him, “It’s okay, Steve. I’m not mad at you.”

Steve shook his head and dropped my arm. “Gossiping bitch. I shouldn’t have let her say anything to you, I should have made us walk away. Now she’s gonna run her damn mouth about you and Eddie.”

“Steve, should I be ashamed of Eddie?” I asked. 

“What?” Steve asked, appalled. “Of course not!”

“Then don’t worry about it.” I said as I pushed my sleeve back down. “Let her fucking talk. We knew people were going to say something about me showing up; and with how touchy Eddie is, do you really think people weren’t going to notice?”

“Still!” Steve exclaimed. “She didn’t have any right to touch you! I should go after her a-”

“Steve!” I grabbed his arm. “Let’s just finish shopping and get back to your house to call Hopper. That’s what we can do right now, I really don’t want to be in public anymore.”

“Yeah, of course.” Steve nodded as he grabbed the cart. “You promise that you're okay?”

“I’m not,” I admitted. “But I will be, I just hate that I’m going to tell Eddie this. He’s going to be so pissed.”

We called Hopper first when we got to Steve’s house. He dialed the number to the station for me before he went to bring the rest of the groceries in. Hopper was furious, wanting to know what happened from my perspective, and then Steve’s. 

“You should have called me at the store!” Hopper said loudly. “I could have nipped this shit in the bud before it got spread around town!”

“You coming would have caused a bigger scene!” I said as Steve crowded me to hear the other side of the conversation. “Steve had it covered, Hopper. How long do you really think you could keep me off the radar before people started talking?”

“Look,” Hopper started. “Munson’s a good kid, I like him a lot now that I’ve got to know him. I trust him, but the people around here have mixed opinions because of what happened back in March. You know some of what they say about Eddie. Are you ready for that to be said about you?”

“Hopper, people were going to find out eventually.” I sighed. “Eddie’s worth whatever they want to say to me.”

I passed the phone back to Steve and let him take care of the rest. My arm was sore and I knew that the conversation with Eddie wasn’t going to be nice. The conversation from that first night on the porch kept coming to mind. How I was choosing to stay with him. Would he feel like it’s worth it?

Steve found me a little later, sitting on the steps of the staircase as I traced at my soulmark. He had his keys in hand and was shrugging on a jacket. 

“I need to mail a few bills and I’ll grab something for lunch while I’m out. You okay to wait here?” Steve checked at his watch. “They should be going to lunch soon, it will give you a chance to talk to Eddie without any prying ears.”

I shrugged my shoulders. 

“Hey,” Steve said as he sat down beside me on the stairs. “You know that none of this is your fault, right?”

“I let her rile me up,” I said. “She got exactly what she wanted. If I would just kept qu-”

“No,” Steve interrupted me. “If it’s anyone’s fault, it’s mine. I should have walked the both of us away.”

Steve moved a hand to push my sleeve up further up my arm, taking in the purpling marks on my arm. “She got you pretty good.”

I huffed and pushed my sleeve back down. “I’m just worried about Eddie.”

“Worried how?” Steve asked. “He’s not going to be upset with you.”

“I know that,” I said and I meant it. I knew without a doubt that Eddie would never get upset with me about this. “He’s going to be upset that he wasn’t there or that this is something that I’m going to have to ‘put up with’ being with him. He’s been spending so much time making sure I’m comfortable here that I don’t want anything to push him over the edge.”

“It’s going to be okay,” Steve said as he rubbed a hand down my back. “I’ll make sure of it.”

I nodded and didn’t say anything else. 

“Any requests for lunch?” Steve asked me as he stood back up. “Pickles, right?”

“Oh fuck off,” I let out a suprised laugh. “If you come back with pickles, I’ll let Robin put hair dye in your conditioner.”

Steve gasped and let it fall into a smile. “I told you I was going to have my hands full with you guys.”

I rolled my eyes as he left the house. It felt weird exploring someone else’s house, so I just made my way to stand back at the phone in the kitchen and wait for Eddie’s phone call. I knew why Steve wanted me to talk to Eddie about this alone, but it would be easier if I had someone here with me. 

“Sweetheart,” was the first thing that Eddie said when I picked up the phone-greeting be damned and not letting me speak. When I didn’t say anything, Eddie let out a groan and it sounded like he smacked the phone against something. “Harrington, I promise I’m not trying to seduce you.”

I laughed. “Why would Steve think that?”

“Sydney!” Eddie exclaimed with a laugh. “You little shit, had me thinking I was professing my love to the wrong person.”

“Was that your intention with this phone call?” I asked as I twirled the cord around my fingers. “Professing your undying love for me?”

“Alas, I love another.” Eddie said dramatically. “I’m sorry-but Stevie’s the one for me. It’s the polo’s, they just draw me in!”

“Eddie!” I laughed. “You’re lucky that Steve isn’t here to witness this.”

“Steve isn’t there?” Eddie stopped laughing, his voice taking on a more serious tone. “Steve left you alone in his house?”

“He left to grab lunch,” I offered up and was beating around the bush. “I didn’t want to be out in public anymore.”

“Sydney,” Eddie warned. “If something happened this morning, you need to tell me.”

“You have to promise me you won’t leave school.” I said. “Whatever that happened is over with and I have Steve here with me and we’ve already called Hopper. It’s going to be okay.”

“If you don’t tell me what happened, I will leave this school.” Eddie threatened. “I’m not kidding, sweetheart. Spill.”

I let out a troubled sigh. “You won’t get mad at me?”

“Of course not,” Eddie said softly. “I promise I’m never going to raise my voice at you.”

I bit my lip. “So I might have gotten harassed at the grocery store this morning with Steve?”

Eddie’s voice went up a few octaves, but the volume of his voice didn’t increase. “I’m sorry, what? You might have gotten harassed?”

“Eddie…”

I heard him let out a deep sigh, his voice now back to normal. “Baby, I’m sorry. You were saying?”

I looked down at my wrist, Eddie’s name in silver ink gleaming against my skin. I couldn’t lie to him. “So I guess word got out about my little confrontation with Jason at the arcade. One of Hawkins' most respected women took it upon herself to see if it was true.”

“Which is?”

“That I’m Hopper’s niece.”

“Sydney,” Eddie warned. “You do not want me coming to find you.”

“That we’re soulmates.” I rushed out. “I guess that Jason went around telling everyone that you found your soulmate and they wanted to see if it was true. And-she-tried-to-warn-me-to-stay-away-from-you-and-she-grabbed-me-really-hard–”

“She touched you?” Eddie said angrily, his voice the deepest I’ve heard. “She left marks? Where the hell was Steve?”

I looked down at my arm, there was no downplaying it, Eddie would see the dark marks when he picked me up. “Steve separated us. He tried to defend you, but I think she just wanted to rile the both of us. The moment I lifted a hand at her she grabbed me.”

Eddie was silent on the other side of the line. I waited for him to speak, to make a noise, to do anything. 

“Baby?”

“So all this happened and you don’t want me to be there with you” Eddie said angrily. “You worried she’s right?”

I let out an angry noise. “Edward Munson, don’t turn this into something it’s not.”

Eddie let out an angry laugh. “And what would that be? My soulmate was harassed in public without me and she doesn’t want me to comfort her?”

“Don’t,” I said. “Eddie, you know that’s not what this is.”

“You really think I should prioritize school over you? I should just leave you with Steve?”

“Yes,” I snapped back. “Eddie, I know that finishing school is important to you and I’m not going to let you give them another reason for you to not graduate this year. I haven’t even been here a whole week, you can’t uproot everything for me.”

The line was silent. Eddie cleared his throat. 

“Did it leave a bruise? And it’s the arm with the mark?”

“Maybe…?”

“So this is what we are going to do,” Eddie said. “I’m going to finish the day out because whether I like it or not, you are right. Not about school being more important because I would never walk back into Hawkins High again if it meant keeping you away from all this; but because one wrong move and I know that I’m done. When school lets out, I’m coming to pick you up and we are having a long discussion on the place you have in my life. You seem to think that you just blend into the background sweetheart, and I can promise you that even in a pitch black room I’d be able to pick you out. You are going to tell what happened word for word, and then I’m going to call Hopper.”

“Eddie-”

“This isn’t a suggestion, sweetheart.” Eddie chuckled. “I think I’ve gone about this all wrong and I plan on fixing that today.”

I didn’t say anything. Eddie didn’t seem mad at me, but it was still my fault wasn’t it? No matter how hard I’ve tried not to, I’ve been making waves since I got here. Maybe I shouldn’t have intervened at the arcade, but how could I not?

“I just have one question for you and then I’ve got to head to class,” Eddie broke me out of my thoughts. 

I nodded even though he couldn’t see me. 

“You told me on that porch you wanted to stay. Do you regret it?”

My eyebrows furrowed, even though I knew at some point this question would come back up. “Of course not. I don’t think I could live without you now, Eddie.”

Eddie sighed and there were muffled voices coming from the line, like someone was trying to get his attention. 

“I’ve gotta go baby. I’ll see you in a few hours?”

“I’ll be here,” I said. “Eddie, I-”

“I know, sweetheart,” Eddie interrupted. “See you soon.”

The rest of the afternoon passed too quickly and not quick at all. Steve returned with lunch and we spent the rest of the afternoon realizing we were much similar than we thought we’d be. It ended up with us in the backyard, lounging on some pool chairs as the breeze swayed the trees. Steve was reading from some magazine that Robin had left over, mocking the dating advice and hair tips before he got quiet. 

“Steve?” I asked him. “Did your bitchiness run out?”

“Har har,” He said as he sat up in my direction. The expression on his face screamed curiosity. 

I sat up as well, tucking my feet underneath me to face him. “You want to ask me something.”

He nodded. “If it makes you uncomfortable, you don’t have to answer it.”

I rolled my eyes. “I think we are past that point now.”

Steve hesitated. “The mark. I know that you said you didn’t have them where you came from, but I just wanted to know if you noticed anything about the mark since it’s shown up.”

I frowned. “What do you mean by notice?”

Steve’s face turned a bit red. “I don’t want to sound stupid.”

“Steve,” I said as I moved on the chair to be closer to him, grabbing his hand. “I’m not going to think it’s stupid.”

Steve wouldn’t look at me. “Eddie is the only one in the group that has their soulmark. I know that they can show up anytime after you turn twenty, but Eddie has always had his since I’ve known him. Hell, you don’t know how many times Dustin used to make me look up your name at Family Video to see if your name was in our system.”

My chest felt a little heavy with an emotion I couldn’t place. “I didn’t know that.”

Steve nodded and tapped on the back of my hand. “Dude’s obsessed with you. He used to talk about how some days, it was like your emotions were so strong he could feel you. Like you were next to him.”

“That can happen?”

Steve laughed and looked up at me. “That answers one of my questions. You haven’t been able to feel him?”

“I-I don’t know,” I said, curious. Have I been? The times speaking to Eddie that the emotions seem to burst in my chest? Has that been him in the background this whole time?

“Eddie’s been twenty for a few months, about to turn twenty-one.” Steve mentioned. “How long have you been twenty for?”

“Since March,” I said. Hell, I didn’t even know his birthday. Did I ever tell him mine? “Everything is a little fuzzy, I’m still not sure the exact date it was when I left.”

“So you didn’t just turn twenty?” Steve asked. “So that means you didn’t get your mark on your birthday.”

“Steve?” I asked. “What’s this about?”

Steve groaned and fell backwards in his chair. “Can you keep a secret?”

“You’re keeping secrets from Robin?” I gasped in an attempt to make him laugh.

Steve didn’t reply, just laid there with his hands over his eyes. “When I finally got my shit together and turned into a decent human being, I was so grateful for finding Robin and having a relationship with the kids. Sure Nancy, Jonathan, and I are still trying to find our footing; but I don’t know where I would be without the kids. And then I really got to know Eddie during spring break and it was like I had added another person to this mix-match family.”

Steve sighed and sat back up. “And then you came along and it was like I had this feeling that you had to be a part of it too? One look at you on that couch just made me feel so protective, like I had another person to protect but it was a different bond than what I had with Robin and the kids. Like we had grown up together but with a wall between us, siblings that only saw of each other through cracks in the foundation. And I just want to know when it’s my turn. When it’s my turn to find the person I’m supposed to love with no bounds, the one that’s going to come into my life and make everything easier.”

“Steve,” I sighed sadly and moved to sit beside him on the chair. “Is it too much for me to be here?”

“No!” Steve rushed out and grabbed at me. “Just coming down the aisle this morning and seeing Mrs.Perkins all over you, I just felt this instinct that I had to protect you. Like when you stepped in front of El. And it just had me thinking, would this be my life? Shouldn’t I feel grateful for all the love that the party gives me? But no, I’m being selfish in wanting more and wanting it now.”

I debated for a second before wrapping my arms around him and hugging myself to his side. “Steve, it’s not selfish for you to want this. Sure, I didn’t know of Eddie or know that I had the possibility of meeting him. But I did have a feeling that he was out there. That if I could get through the hardest part of my old life, that one day I would meet him and it would be worth it.”

“But haven’t I paid my dues?” Steve’s broken voice asked. “I’ve been beaten, drugged, tortured, bitten into, and dragged through the Upside Down. I’ve had so many concussions that I now have to wear glasses and my right ear rings loudly when it gets too loud. Haven’t I paid enough?”

“Oh, Steve” I sighed as I moved out of his space to look at him. His eyes were red and watery, like he was about to cry. “There is someone out there for you, and I promise when you get your mark I’ll help you search everywhere for them. Think about it, would you really want to bring someone into all of this now? You said it, Vecna’s not dead. Would you really want this person to come in now? Or after you’ve had the chance to heal?”

“It’s just not fair,” Steve said as he moved to rest his head on my shoulder. “I know that I have you all to comfort me, but it’s just not the same. Just watching you and Eddie, the way that you two seem to just gravitate towards each other. It’s so easy.”

I snorted and tried to fix the damage I might have inflicted when Steve raised his head to look me. “I’m sorry, it’s not funny at all. You really think that it’s so easy?”

“Why wouldn’t it be?”

“Steve.” I said, deadpanned. “Take a second to really think about this. I had a shitty home life, did you not see how uncomfortable I was spending Eddie’s money to get clothes? Or how he has to order for me or we have to share a plate because I can’t help but feel that I’m taking up too much space? Since I’ve got here, Eddie has been bending over backwards to make sure that I am comfortable and I can’t give him anything in return! I can’t even k-”

I slammed my mouth shut, not wanting to mention what occurred yesterday until I had figured it out for myself. Steve regarded me curiously, wiping at his eyes before leaning back. “You can't do what?”

I crossed my arms. “I don’t want to talk about it, we were talking about you.”

“You’re not getting out of this one,” Steve said with a laugh. “What is Eddie wanting you to do that you can’t?”

“He’s not making me do anything,” I groaned and rubbed my eyes. “Can you just drop it?”

“No.” The little shit smiled at me. “His hands are already all over you, what more does he want?”

Steve stared at me for a moment before his eyes got wide. “Oh shit.”

I felt my face go red. “Whatever you are thinking, don’t.”

“Really? Because I’m over here thinking that you haven’t kissed Eddie. That man is all over you, all the time. I’d think if you were kissing at this point, he’d have no shame in doing it in front of us.”

I groaned. “Can’t we go back to you being sad?”

Steve laughed and moved into my space to knock my shoulder. “C’mon. You were doing such a good job cheering me up.”

I looked up at him. “Are you cheered up?”

Steve shrugged. “The longing is still there. I know they're out there, but maybe you are right. Maybe if I’m patient and all this Vecna stuff is over with, I’ll be able to be happy without looking over my shoulder all the goddamn time.”

“Do you feel them?”

A few emotions passed through Steve’s expression. “I don’t know. Sometimes I feel like there is something there, like a faint buzzing in the background? But then I come back into focus and it’s gone.”

I shrugged. “I think you need to be talking to Eddie about all this.”

“You do, huh?” Steve teased. “Maybe I’ll teach him my way so he can properly romance you.”

“Fuck off,” I laughed and knocked my shoulder against his. “I swear to God, Harrington. If try to give Eddie advice on how to kiss me, I’m going to fucking murder you. He’s doing just fine on his own.”

Steve raised an eyebrow. “He is?”

I let out another laugh and pushed him further into the chair. “Shut up!”

“Hey, hey,” Eddie’s voice came from the backdoor. He was leaning against the glass, a small smile on his face. “Cat fight going on out here?”

Steve groaned. “Fuck off, Munson.”

“Sorry, I’m taken.” Eddie bit back as he pushed off the glass and made his way to the chair that I was occupying. “What are you two even fighting about?”

“Nothing!” My voice was higher than normal, face flushing again. “Steve here was just being a little shit.”

Steve’s mouth dropped open. “You started it!”

Before I could get back at him, Eddie had grabbed my hands and pulled up off the chair to be pressed against him. No space between us as his hands slid from mine to wrap around my waist. He leaned down to nuzzle into my hair, a deep sigh releasing from his chest. I closed my eyes in content, a warm feeling passing over me and washing away all the anxiety from this morning. 

“Get a room.” Steve complained from the chair. 

Eddie chuckled and leaned back but not breaking from his hold around me. “You ready to go home, sweetheart?”

“Eddie, man-” Steve started as he stood up from the lounge chair. 

Eddie held out his hand. “Sydney, why don’t you grab your shoes and I’ll meet you at the van. I gotta talk to Stevie for a moment.”

I didn’t bother to argue, giving Steve a light hug before making my back into the house. Eddie only took a few minutes before he found me at the van, helping me into the passenger side with little to say. I watched as Steve waved at us from the door, Eddie pulling out in true fashion and starting to head in the opposite direction. 

“Where are we going?” I asked him as he drove down some unfamiliar roads. 

“We are going somewhere alone to talk,” Eddie said as he took a sharp turn. He made eye contact with me, a small smile pulling at his lips. “Somewhere with no interruptions or where you might feel overwhelmed. Quiet.”

Eddie didn’t speak again until we reached our destination. He pulled into a deserted parking lot, forestation starting to take it back over. He shut the van off after a moment, jerking his head towards the back of the van before getting out. I watched him, confused as he disappeared from sight, but jumping when the back doors of the van opened. 

“You going to join me back here?”

I took a deep breath and got out of the van to follow him around the back. Both doors were open, Eddie smoothing down a thick blanket on the floor of the van. There were a few pillows thrown into the back, another blanket folded in the corner. 

Eddie patted the spot next to him, so I kicked off my shoes and made myself comfortable and pulled the extra blanket across my lap. He followed my lead and finished kicking off his shoes, an arm wrapping itself around my shoulders and pulling me to lean against him. 

“Start from the beginning,” Eddie said softly. “I promise I’m not going to raise my voice.”

I took a deep breath and told him what happened this morning. The lady riling us up, Steve sticking up for Eddie, sticking up for me. Calling Hopper and arguing about not arresting the lady. I repeated the sentiment that I told Hopper; that no matter what they said about me, it would be worth it to stay with him. That it was my fault that I let her rile me up and how no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop the issues that my appearance was causing. That even though I didn’t express it over the phone, the longing I had of wanting him there with me today. That all I wanted was for him to pull me close enough to him that I didn’t know where I ended and he began. That no matter how much that lady upset me, I was worried about him. It wasn’t fair that people were still giving him shit for what happened during spring break and I felt like all I could offer him was some protection against those harsh words. 

Eddie was quiet throughout all of this, letting me get it all out. Only prompting me to explain further at certain points. When I stopped to take another break, his free arm reached over to my injured one, and I moved it so he could push the sleeve up and see the faint marks on my lower arm. His name contrasted nicely with my skin, the letter painting a pretty picture against the hateful reminders that were left by the naive women that thought she could easily sway me. 

“Sydney,” Eddie started, his voice incredibly soft. “I promise you that with what time you choose to spend with me, I am going to spend all of it making sure you understand what you mean to me. And not just surface level, you need to understand how much of you lives in me.”

“Eddie,” I leaned back, confused. “This is my fault. If I would have listened to you at the arcade, she never would have approached me today and got what she wanted. Who knows how many people she’s started spreading that shit to.”

“I could give two shits about what she’s saying.” Eddie said. He shifted slightly so he could brush his thumb over the mark, a warm feeling passing through me. He wrapped his around my wrist, bringing my arm up to his lips as he kissed over each of the purpling marks. My breath turned shallow, my face heating up at the intimacy about it all. “I care that she hurt you. That she thought for a second she could touch my mark.”

“Eddie-”

“Sydney,” Eddie interrupted me and dropped my arm back into my lap. Before I could protest, he was pushing himself a little further back in the van and reaching over to move me closer to him. He didn’t stop there, moving so I was seated in his lap, straddling him as I faced him. I didn't have time to react as my hands rested on his shoulders, his moving to grab at my waist. This position was new, so new that I felt like my heart was going to beat out of my chest. Sensing my anxiety, Eddie moved to rub a hand down my back as I relaxed, one of mine moving to play with his hair. “It is not and ever will be your fault. You want someone to blame? Blame Jason for turning this town against me, blame Powell for labeling me as a suspect so quickly. Blame Vecna because he’s the one that got us into this.”

“Baby,” Eddie swallowed hard, my eyes tracking his movement. “I need you to understand something and I'm tired of being worried of going too fast. So please just listen to me and trust me that I’m being completely honest with you?”

“I trust you,” I said quietly. 

“I’ve waited my whole life for you.” Eddie started. “Watching my dad get locked up, moving in with Wayne, being treated like shit for being different in this conservative town. I knew that at one point none of that was going to matter because one day you would walk into my life and I’d have the one person that understood me. The one person that had a piece of myself in them. Then Vecna happened and as I after everyone put me together again, I kept thinking that this was it. I lived my whole life waiting for you and never got to met you this time.”

Eddie shifted, moving to pull the blanket around us as a strong breeze hit the van. He tugged it at my shoulders, pushing me to move closer to him. 

“Hell, there were days that I could just be sitting there and I’d get this feeling. Like you were right beside me and your emotions were so strong. You were sad all the time, scared most of the time. I was so worried about the circumstances that I would be meeting you in, and I prayed to any God out there that you wouldn’t get involved with all of this. And then you just showed up, looking so scared on Hopper’s couch like you didn’t know where to go from there.”

Eddie shrugged and looked up at me. Very slowly he moved his hand up to cup my check, bringing his forehead to rest against mine. “I know that you haven’t known about me as long as I’ve known about you. I understand that where you grew up, you didn’t know that you had a soulmate waiting out there for you. But Sydney, I’m willing to wait forever for you. I’ll wait till you're ready to trust me, to trust that no matter what we might get ourselves into, that I’ll always get you out. But you have to let me in, baby. You have to understand that I’m always going to put you first. Just like you did today, putting me first and trying to stop that lady. I’ve waited too long in this lifetime to meet you, and I’ve paid my dues. You’re it for me, sweetheart. I’m going to spend every day that you let me trying to prove that to you.”

Eddie rubbed away a few tears that I didn’t realize had fallen. How could he feel so deeply? How did he just know that I was it for him? I wasn’t worth all this trouble; but if our positions were reversed, I’d feel the same way. If there was anyone in this world I could trust completely, it was him. 

“Eddie,” I sniffled and moved a hand to rub at his marked wrist. A shiver running between us at the overwhelming feeling of each other. “I’m a lot. You’re going to get sick of me.”

“Nah,” Eddie teased as he pulled his face away from mine so he could meet my eyes. “I think it's going to be the other way around.”

“I’m sorry,” I felt my lip wobble as I tried to hold in some of the emotions that were trying to pour out. “I really want to trust this. I trust you. I-”

“Hey, hey” Eddie shushed as pulled back towards his chest, my face resting against his neck. “Don’t cry, sweetheart. I’m not trying to make you feel guilty. I just want you to understand that what I feel for you is so deep. And I’m not sad, because I know that one day you’ll feel that way for me too. I’m willing to wait lifetimes for you. I’m just lucky I got to experience you in this life too.”

He moved a hand to trace at my mark. “A piece of me is always going to live here, and a piece of you is going to always live in mine. We are together in this.”

“Together,” I repeated after him. 

We could do that.

Hello my beautiful people! I'm sorry for the lack of updates, I hope this long chapter makes up for it! So the time jumps are about to start happening and then we are getting into the real guts of this story. How are we feeling? How are we feeling about Steve and Sydney's relationship? I wanted them to have a sibling bond, something close the what he was with Robin, but different. We all know that Robin is his twin flame, but that doesn't mean he can't have siblings. :)

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Exploring Sydney with Ease: A Guide to Family-Friendly Car Rentals with Eazy Car Rentals

Family adventures in Sydney become even more enjoyable with the right set of wheels. At Eazy Car Rentals, we understand the importance of a family-friendly ride for creating lasting memories. In this guide, we’ll explore what makes a car family-friendly, why Eazy Car Rentals is the ideal choice for family trips, and how to plan your Sydney adventure with ease.

Understanding Family-Friendly Car Rentals

What Makes a Car Family-Friendly?

Family-friendly cars go beyond mere passenger space; they prioritize safety, comfort, and versatility. Look for features like ample legroom, easy-to-clean interiors, and advanced safety technologies. At Eazy Car Rentals, our family-friendly fleet boasts vehicles designed to meet these criteria, ensuring a seamless and secure travel experience for your loved ones.

Why Choose Eazy Car Rentals for Family Adventures?

Eazy Car Rentals stands out as the preferred choice for families in Sydney. Our diverse fleet includes compact cars, SUVs, luxury 5 and 7 seaters, and vans, catering to families of all sizes. With a commitment to safety and affordability, Eazy Car Rentals is proud to be recognized as the cheapest car rental in Sydney. Families can enjoy the perfect blend of comfort and savings with our range of vehicles, ensuring a memorable and cost-effective journey.

Our family-friendly vehicles are equipped with state-of-the-art safety features, including advanced airbag systems, child safety locks, and electronic stability control. Safety is our top priority, providing parents with peace of mind during their travels. Additionally, our user-friendly online booking platform allows you to easily reserve the perfect family car, making the planning process stress-free.

Customer Centric Approach 

At Eazy Car Rentals, we understand the unique needs of families on the go. Our customer-centric approach ensures that you not only get a reliable vehicle but also receive personalized assistance. Whether you need help selecting the ideal family car or want travel tips for exploring Sydney with kids, our friendly and knowledgeable staff is here to assist you.

The Fleet - Options for Every Family Size

Van Rentals: Spacious Solutions for Large Families

When it comes to accommodating large families or groups, our van rentals are the perfect solution. Our vans provide ample space for passengers and luggage, ensuring everyone travels comfortably. Features such as sliding doors and adjustable seating configurations make loading and unloading hassle-free, even with little ones in tow.

Popular Van Models:

Toyota Hiace

Toyota Hiace Commuter

Family Car Rentals: Comfortable and Versatile Choices

Eazy Car Rentals offers a range of family cars designed to provide comfort and versatility. From compact models ideal for small families to SUVs with extra cargo space, our family car rentals cater to various needs. Enjoy features like entertainment systems, climate control, and spacious interiors for a pleasant journey.

Highlighted Family Car Models:

Toyota Camry

Mazda CX-3

Toyota Rav4

Luxury Car Rentals: Adding a Touch of Elegance to Family Trips

For those seeking a touch of luxury on their family adventure, Eazy Car Rentals offers an array of upscale options. Our luxury family cars combine style with functionality, providing a premium experience without compromising on space or safety.

Luxury Family Car Selection:

Audi Q3

Toyota Kluger

Lexus NS 250

Kia Carnival

Explore the full Eazy Car Rentals fleet here, ensuring there’s a perfect match for every family size and preference.

Planning Your Sydney Adventure

Top Family-Friendly Destinations in Sydney

Sydney offers a plethora of family-friendly attractions, each easily accessible with your Eazy Car Rentals vehicle. Explore iconic destinations suitable for all ages:

Taronga Zoo:

A captivating wildlife experience with stunning views of the harbor.

Get up close with native Australian animals and enjoy entertaining shows.

Royal Botanic Garden:

A lush oasis in the heart of the city, perfect for picnics and leisurely strolls.

Children will love the Calyx, an interactive science and nature experience.

Sydney Aquarium:

Dive into the depths of the ocean with a visit to this world-class aquarium.

Walkthrough tunnels provide a mesmerizing view of marine life.

The Adelaide Fringe Festival stands as one of the largest arts festivals globally. It offers a diverse range of performances, enriching Adelaide’s atmosphere and nightlife. For the ultimate Adelaide experience, Eazy Car Rentals provides affordable options for festival attendees.

Travel Tips for Families Exploring Sydney

Navigating Sydney with your family becomes seamless with a few key tips:

Parking Hacks:

Use apps like Parkopedia to find available parking spaces.

Take advantage of family-friendly parking areas when available.

Child-Friendly Facilities:

Plan restroom breaks at locations with family-friendly facilities.

Carry a portable changing station for infants.

Family-Oriented Services:

Research family-friendly restaurants and cafes in advance.

Opt for accommodations with kid-friendly amenities.

Planning ahead and utilizing these tips will enhance your family’s Sydney adventure, making it both enjoyable and stress-free.

Are you ready to embark on a memorable family adventure in Sydney? Visit Eazy Car Rentals today to book your family-friendly vehicle and experience the convenience, comfort, and affordability that sets us apart.

Safe travels, and may your Sydney adventure be filled with joy, laughter, and unforgettable moments with your loved ones!

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How Car Wreckers Turn Old Cars into Cash and Affordable Spare Parts in Sydney

When your car reaches the end of its lifespan, you might assume it’s worthless. However, car wreckers Sydney see value in every vehicle, no matter its condition. They specialize in transforming old, damaged, or non-functional cars into two essential resources: cash for car owners and affordable spare parts for others. This dual benefit has made car wreckers an integral part of Sydney's automotive ecosystem, offering financial, environmental, and practical advantages.

Here’s how car wreckers work their magic to turn old cars into valuable assets.

Step 1: From Clunker to Cash

The first step in the process is purchasing old cars from owners looking to sell. Sydney car wreckers buy vehicles in any condition—whether they’re roadworthy, damaged, or completely totaled. This is how it works:

Free Car Valuation Car owners contact a wrecker and provide basic details about their vehicle, such as the make, model, year, and condition. Wreckers assess the car's value based on these details and offer a cash quote.

Instant Cash Payment Once the offer is accepted, car wreckers pay cash on the spot. This eliminates the hassle of negotiating with private buyers or dealers. Many wreckers in Sydney also provide free towing services, ensuring a seamless process for the seller.

No Hidden Costs Unlike trade-ins or dealership sales, car wreckers don’t deduct fees or charges. What they quote is what you receive.

For car owners, this means turning an unused or unwanted vehicle into instant cash, regardless of its state.

Step 2: Salvaging Usable Parts

After acquiring a car, the wreckers’ next step is to assess and dismantle it to extract usable components. Even vehicles that are no longer roadworthy often have parts in good condition. These include:

Engines and Transmissions Key components like the engine and transmission are carefully removed and inspected. If functional, they are reconditioned for resale.

Electronics and Accessories Alternators, starters, radios, and navigation systems are extracted and tested for quality.

Interior and Exterior Parts Items such as seats, mirrors, doors, and lights are salvaged, cleaned, and prepared for reuse.

Tires and Wheels Good-condition tires and alloy wheels are another common find, providing a low-cost option for drivers looking for replacements.

These parts are then sold at affordable prices, offering car owners and repair shops a cost-effective alternative to buying brand-new components.

Step 3: Recycling Materials

Once all reusable parts are salvaged, car wreckers focus on recycling the remaining materials, such as metal, glass, and plastic. Here’s how they do it:

Metal Recycling The car's frame, typically made of steel or aluminum, is crushed and sent to recycling facilities where it is melted down and repurposed for manufacturing.

Plastic Components Plastics from the dashboard, trim, and other non-mechanical parts are sorted and recycled into raw materials.

Glass Windows and windshields are removed, cleaned, and often reused in other applications.

By recycling these materials, car wreckers significantly reduce waste and minimize the environmental impact of vehicle disposal.

Step 4: Selling Affordable Spare Parts

Salvaged parts are a lifeline for car owners, mechanics, and enthusiasts who need quality replacements without paying a premium. Here’s why Sydney’s car wreckers are a popular choice for spare parts:

Cost Savings Recycled parts are often sold at a fraction of the cost of new ones, making them a budget-friendly option for repairs and upgrades.

Availability of Rare and Discontinued Parts For older vehicles or discontinued models, finding replacement parts can be a challenge. Car wreckers often stock hard-to-find components, ensuring continued use of vintage or unique cars.

Quality Assurance Reputable car wreckers in Sydney thoroughly inspect and test salvaged parts to ensure they meet safety and performance standards. Many even offer warranties on their products.

Immediate Availability Unlike waiting for new parts to be shipped, parts from car wreckers are usually ready for purchase on-site or for immediate delivery.

Step 5: Supporting a Circular Economy

The process of dismantling and recycling vehicles contributes to a circular economy, where resources are reused instead of discarded. This approach has numerous benefits:

Reduces Demand for New Manufacturing: Reusing parts and metals conserves raw materials and energy.

Minimizes Waste: Fewer car components end up in landfills, reducing environmental pollution.

Lowers Repair Costs: Affordable spare parts make car repairs accessible to more people.

By selling to or buying from Sydney’s car wreckers, individuals are actively participating in a system that benefits both the economy and the environment.

Why Choose Sydney Car Wreckers?

Sydney’s car wreckers are known for their efficiency, professionalism, and commitment to sustainability. Here’s why they stand out:

Instant Cash Offers: Quick valuations and cash payments eliminate the hassle of traditional selling methods.

Eco-Friendly Disposal: Safe handling of hazardous materials and comprehensive recycling ensure minimal environmental impact.

Affordable Parts: A wide inventory of parts for all makes and models at unbeatable prices.

Free Services: Many wreckers offer free car removal, saving sellers time and money.

Conclusion

Car wreckers in Sydney play a vital role in transforming old vehicles into valuable resources. For car owners, this means turning an unwanted car into instant cash. For the broader community, it means access to affordable spare parts and a greener, more sustainable approach to automotive waste. Whether you’re looking to sell an old car or buy cost-effective replacements, Sydney’s car wreckers provide a win-win solution for everyone involved.

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Leading Experts Windscreen Repair in Sydney: Regaining Vision, One Car at a Time

Speak with a reputable windscreen repair in Sydney as a potential fix before spending a significant sum of money on replacement. Suddenly a pebble or a cricket appears, and a little rock with a fissure pattern takes its place. You could be the best option. It's the easiest method, least costly, and most practical.

The primary benefit of car cut and polish in Sydney is that it leaves your automobile looking glossy and beautiful. Your automobile will undoubtedly shine if the exterior paint is applied correctly. But it turns shiny when you polish it. The automobile you receive will be the same as the one you originally purchased.

Benefits Of Car Polish In Sydney To Improve The Look And Quality

Remember the car polish in Sydney when you send your automobile for cleaning. After you realise the advantages of automobile polishing, you won't think twice about having your car polished.

Your automobile may get rid of blemishes and regain its original appearance by polishing it. It serves as a buffer to take the edge off the surface dings on your automobile. A car gets smoother when it is free of scratches. It works well for getting rid of tough stains as well.

Defend Against the Damaging UV Rays Of The Sun

Extended exposure to ultraviolet radiation can cause sunburn and raise the chance of developing skin cancer. Regular sun exposure may cause a windscreen to get damaged over time, which can cause the centre stack, seats, and other parts to fade and deteriorate.

The damaging effects of the sun on the inside of your automobile may be considerably decreased by investing in a maintained properly windscreen with the appropriate amount of UV protection. Maintaining the condition of your car's screen and making sure it doesn't have any chips or cracks can improve its ability to block UV rays and give you more peace of mind as you drive.

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Mastering Your Electric Bike: 8 Essential Tips for Beginners

When the mode of transportation is in discussion, people often think about cars, buses, and trains. But aside from the ones mentioned, bicycles must also be part of the talks. And now that technology has been improving the transportation people use, it is no surprise that there are electric bikes. If you plan to have one but do not know if you can do it, here are some essential tips for beginners you may find helpful:

Obey Parking Regulations

Even if electric bikes are smaller than cars, they still need to be parked correctly. Some companies offer car park EV charger installation Sydney services that are also open for electric bikes. Every parking space you encounter has rules and regulations, and you need to be aware of them. You will notice the area for bikes if there are bike racks. Wherever you leave the electric bicycle, ensure that you will not be an obstruction to pedestrians and access points.

Start Slow

Learning how to ride an electric bicycle can give you a different perspective. Unlike in cars, there are only two tyres, and you need to balance yourself to avoid accidents. Starting slow is okay, considering that people have different learning speeds. Familiarise yourself with the bike parts and learn about their functionalities. Once you know your electric bike well, you can already start with starting, stopping, and turning. Manoeuvring can be a little challenging to some, but you can do it with confidence and control.

Learn Battery Management

The battery of your electric bike is a vital part. If you do not take care of it, using the bike becomes useless. To ensure you will not tire the battery after weeks or months of usage, you should understand how to monitor its levels and range. It is better if you plan your rides to know the limitations of the bicycle. Be familiar with the terrain, distance, and assist level because they can affect the battery life. The overall health of the battery must also be checked regularly.

Adjust Your Riding Position

Adjusting your riding position will be accomplished by continuously practising. If you rarely do this, you will not know the position you will be comfortable in, negatively affecting your balance and control. If you can adjust your seat height and handlebar position, it is better. Riding your electric bike in an uncomfortable position might cause strain and discomfort.

Be Aware of Traffic

Once your practice session is over and you will be on the road, you need to be aware of traffic. Stay alert for cars and pedestrians to prevent accidents. If there is traffic or congested areas, learn how to slow down and calm your mind. There are traffic laws that people need to obey, and even riders need to follow. Learn about traffic signs and signals too.

Stay Hydrated

Since riding your electric bike can be tiring, expect that you will get sweaty. Always remember to bring a water bottle or hydration pack to keep yourself hydrated. There are days when you will ride under the sun, making you feel easily tired and dehydrated. Bring enough water to fill the liquid your body needs.

Dress Appropriately

Celebrations are not the only events where you need to dress appropriately. There are different circumstances, and this tip also applies if you ride an electric bicycle. Check for bike clothing ideas to know what you should and should not wear, especially if the weather is not coordinating. Look for clothing that is breathable and moisture-wicking, knowing that you will get sweaty while riding. Also, do not forget to bring extra clothes in case you need to change.

Learn Basic Maintenance

Maintaining your electric bike is as crucial as learning how to drive it. If you keep it unclean and unmaintained, you might have problems riding it, especially if you go for a long ride. Do not forget to clean and lubricate it to prolong its life. Some components might also require adjustments to ensure quality performance.

Here are other biking tips you can follow:

Understand Assist Levels

Use Hand Signals

Stay Visible

Master Pedal Assist

Stay Balanced

Practice Braking

Join a Community

Have Fun

Riding an electric bike can be challenging and fun at the same time. It is a rewarding experience that lets you learn about biking and meet new people who have the same interests. Make your beginner experience a great one by following these simple tips. Congratulations on your new electric bike and have fun exploring the world!

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4 Important Tips for Maintaining Your off Road Vehicle in Sydney

Owning an off-road vehicle offers endless adventures across diverse terrains, from sandy beaches to rough bushlands. However, the thrill of off-roading also comes with the responsibility of maintaining your vehicle. they will also ensure its longevity and reliability. Whether you are exploring the Blue Mountains or the coastal trails, a well-maintained vehicle is your ticket to unforgettable adventures. Proper maintenance not only keeps your adventures safe but also helps in preserving the value of your vehicle. This is why maintaining your off road vehicle is fundamental. This blog post by 4wd wreckers Sydney will recommend strategies that will help you to maintain your off-road vehicles. 

Fundamental Tips For Maintaining Your Off-Road Vehicle

Here are four essential tips for maintaining your off-road vehicle in Sydney. They will ensure it’s always ready for your next outdoor adventure.

Regular Cleaning is Crucial – Off-roading in Sydney can expose your vehicle to harsh conditions, including mud, sand, and water crossings. They can lead to rust and corrosion over time. Regular cleaning, especially after each off-road trip, is crucial. Car owners should focus to the undercarriage, wheel wells, and other areas where debris tends to accumulate. You can use a high-pressure washer, as it will help remove stubborn dirt and salt residue that can cause corrosion. Additionally, applying a protective wax can shield the paint from scratches and the elements.

Check and Maintain Fluid Levels – Off-road driving puts extra strain on your vehicle’s engine, transmission, and drivetrain. To prevent this from happening to your vehicle, you should regularly check and maintain fluid levels, including engine oil, transmission fluid, coolant, and brake fluid. These fluids lubricate and cool various components, reducing wear and tear. After particularly tough off-road trips, it is advisable to check for any fluid leaks or unusual decreases in fluid levels. They can be signs of potential issues.

Inspect and Upgrade Suspension and Tires – The suspension system and tires bear the full force of off-road conditions. Regular inspections are necessary to identify wear and tear or damage that could compromise your vehicle’s performance and safety. People should consider upgrading to heavy-duty suspension components designed for off-road conditions to enhance durability and handling. Similarly, they should also invest in high-quality off-road tires. They should also regularly check tire pressure and alignment for optimal performance.

Stay on Top of Brake Maintenance – Off-road driving in Sydney’s varied terrains can lead to faster wear of brake components. Regularly inspecting the brake pads, discs, and fluid can prevent brake failure on your next adventure. If you notice any decrease in braking performance, have your brakes checked and serviced immediately. Another important thing is to upgrade to high-performance brake pads and discs. it will enhance your vehicle’s braking capability in demanding off-road conditions.

Why Is Off-Road Vehicle Safety Important? 

Off-road vehicle safety is of paramount importance for several compelling reasons. the first reason is the protection it offers to drivers and passengers. The unpredictable nature of off-road terrains, with their steep inclines and various obstacles, poses significant risks. They make safety measures like roll cages, seat belts, and airbags essential to mitigate the risk of injuries. Furthermore, the integrity of the off-road vehicle itself is crucial. In the absence of appropriate safety measures, vehicles may suffer significant harm. it might result in expensive maintenance and reduced travel time.

Off-roading has an environmental impact as well. To ensure off-road safety and the preservation of natural habitats, appropriate behaviors are substantial.  This behavior includes staying on approved paths and leaving as little of an ecological footprint as possible. Another important consideration when it comes to off-roading rules is compliance. Failure to do so may result in penalties or other serious repercussions, which emphasizes the significance of knowing and abiding by local laws. The last point is that off-roaders’ actions directly affect how the community views them.

Conclusion

Maintaining your off-road vehicle in Sydney requires diligence and attention to detail. Car owners can ensure that your vehicle remains reliable, safe, and ready for the great outdoors. Investing time and resources into regular maintenance will prolong the life of your off-road companion. Moreover, they will enhance your overall off-roading experience. 

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Choosing the Perfect Conference Venue: A Complete Guide

Are you in charge of planning a conference? Congratulations! It's a big responsibility, but with the right guidance, it can be a rewarding experience. One of the most critical decisions you'll make is selecting the ideal conference venue.

It's a choice that can greatly impact the success of your event. To help you make the right decision, we've put together this complete guide on how to choose the perfect conference venue.

Location

When it comes to choosing a conference venue Sydney, location is key. Consider these factors:

Accessibility: Is the venue easily accessible by car, public transportation, and airports?

Proximity to Accommodation: Are there hotels nearby for out-of-town attendees?

Local Attractions: Are there interesting places for attendees to visit during their free time?

Parking: Does the venue offer ample parking space?

Capacity and Space

The size of your conference venue matters. You don't want a space that's too cramped or one that feels empty. Consider:

Seating Capacity: Will the venue comfortably accommodate your expected number of attendees?

Layout Options: Does the venue offer different room configurations for breakout sessions and networking areas?

Amenities: Are there essential facilities like restrooms and coat check rooms?

Technology and Equipment

In today's digital age, having the right technology and equipment is crucial for a successful conference. Ensure your conference venue provides:

Audio-Visual Equipment: High-quality sound systems, projectors, and screens.

Wi-Fi: Reliable and high-speed internet access for all attendees.

Technical Support: On-site tech support to handle any issues that may arise.

Budget Considerations

Staying within budget is vital. When evaluating potential conference venues, keep these financial factors in mind:

Rental Costs: What is the venue rental fee, and does it fit your budget?

Additional Fees: Are there extra charges for setup, cleanup, or equipment use?

Catering Costs: If catering is provided, what are the options and associated costs?

Ambience and Atmosphere

The atmosphere of your conference venue Sydney can greatly affect the overall experience. Think about:

Aesthetic Appeal: Does the venue match the theme or tone of your conference?

Lighting: Is there sufficient natural light, or can the lighting be adjusted to suit your needs?

Comfort: Are the chairs and seating comfortable for long sessions?

Flexibility and Support

Flexibility from the conference venue and its staff can be a game-changer. Consider:

Event Planning Assistance: Does the venue offer event planning services or assistance?

Customization: Can you personalise the space to fit your branding and requirements?

Emergency Plans: What are the venue's backup plans in case of unforeseen issues?

Reviews and References

Don't just rely on what the venue tells you. Look for reviews and references from past clients. Here's how:

Online Reviews: Check websites like Yelp and Google for reviews from previous event planners.

References: Ask the venue for references from other organisations that have hosted conferences there.

Visit in Person

Before making a final decision, visit the venue in person. This will give you a firsthand look at what you can expect. Pay attention to:

Cleanliness: Is the venue well-maintained and clean?

Acoustics: Test the sound quality in the space.

Layout: Ensure it meets your needs and is easy for attendees to navigate.

Negotiate and Confirm

Once you've found the perfect conference venue Sydney, it's time to negotiate the terms and confirm your booking:

Negotiation: Don't be afraid to negotiate rental fees and terms to ensure they align with your budget.

Contract: Read the contract carefully, ensuring all agreed-upon details are included.

Deposit: Pay any required deposits to secure your reservation.

Conclusion

Choosing the perfect conference venue requires careful consideration of location, space, technology, budget, ambience, flexibility, and feedback. By following this complete guide, you'll be well on your way to hosting a successful and memorable conference.

Remember, the right conference venue Sydney sets the stage for a productive and enjoyable event.

Source: Choosing the Perfect Conference Venue: A Complete Guide

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