#deaf vicky

[gaylittlewizardcat]

Summary:

Quin “Quaxo” Jackson and Victoria Jones, siblings not by blood but by choice, have a little heart to heart. Things do actually get better sometimes.

[luxeberries]

steve going half deaf so eddie starts learning/already knows asl to talk to steve sometimes and steve and robin having a revelation of 'holy shit why did we never think of that' for when robin goes nonverbal so now all three of them use asl around each other for those purposes and to talk about gay shit in public

[around-your-throat]

wait what happened why does there need to be a statement 😭

they got gabe zionist saporta on that stage girl

[luveediary]

Bodyguard

Summary : You and your boyfriend Billy are at a party organized by Nancy Wheeler, a random guy come to you and Billy get jealous.

Warning : Language, fluff, alcohol

A/N : English is not my first language ! Feel free to send me requests :)

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It was a Friday night at Wheeler’s house…

Everyone was enjoying themselves, drinking, dancing, making out for some of them…You we’re talking to Robin helping her with Vicky, you find them very cute because when they saw each other they start blushing and get nervous. Billy was drinking shots with his stupid friends that you hate, like Tommy for example.

"So how’s the things going with Mr Hargrove ?" Robin ask you

"Well it’s doing pretty good despite his anger issues…" Yes Billy had anger issues it wasn’t his fault but sometimes when he was angry at you it hurts.

"Im happy if everything is good with him" She nod and smile at you

"And you with Vicky" You smirk

Robin blush. "Y-you know the usual stuff..sometimes we see each other at family videos but we don’t talk much.."

"Oh, you should invite her somewhere, like a date you know"

"Im to nervous for tha-"

Robin gets interrupted by a guy who comes toward you. It looks like he drank, ew he smells the rotten liver.

"Well hello ladies" The guy say smirking.

"To warn you i’m lesbian" Robin say seriously.

"What ?" The guy answer Robin.

"Are you deaf ? I said I’m lesbian, it means I like girls only, not guy, especially guy like you"

"Wooo okay calm down darling" The guy laugh, you start to get scared, you try to find Billy by looking around but he’s nowhere to be seen.

"What about you doll ? You lesbian or you like guy" the guy say touching your hair.

"Dont touch me please !" You hit his hand.

"Stop touching her freak" Robin say pushing the guy away.

"Ohh i see yall are in a relationship ? That’s it ?" He can’t even stand straight.

"No we’re not, just stop talking to us, I have a boyfriend and I’m not interested by a drunk creep like you"

"Shh doll you talk too much" he start getting closer to you.

"Back up freak" you push him away.

"Im gonna go find Billy !" Robin say to you going to find Billy.

The guy stumbles and almost falls

"You pushed me ?" The guy look at you with anger in his eyes.

"S-sorry.." Tears of fear prick at your eyes.

"You fucking bitch !" The guy start to walk toward you but get stopped by Billy taking his collar by behind and turn him around to face him.

"What did you say ?" Billy said with pure anger in his eyes.

Everyone was looking at you, you felt humiliated but at the safe because Billy stopped the guy.

"I-i…" the guy stutter.

Billy run his tongue on his teeth and smirk. "That's what I thought"

"Billy I-it’s okay stop please…" you say to him tears starting to flow.

"Now your gonna stop pissing off my girlfriend or you’re gonna regret it, do you understand ?" Billy say in a threatening tone.

"Y-yes…" The guy say scared

"Do you understand !?" Billy say yelling at the guy.

"I-i understand…" The guy nod furiously.

He takes his legs around his neck and runs out of the house.

"What an asshole" Billy say cracking the bones of his hands.

"B-Billy can we go home please ?…" you ask him softly.

"Of course baby come here sweet girl…" He beckons you to come towards him.

You walk toward him and he take you in his arms and kiss your head.

"We’re gonna go home sweet girl, it’s okay" He caress the back of your head.

"Uh since when Billy is a softie ?" Nancy say.

"Oh shut up" Billy say laughing

After you said goodbye to everyone you go back to the car with Billy, you sit on the passenger seat and Billy on the driver seat. Billy start to car…

"Sorry that happened to you babygirl, I wasn’t here" He put his free hand on your knee.

"It’s okay, it’s not your fault" You put your hand on top of his.

"Fucking asshole" He slap his palm on the wheel.

"Im safe baby, with you" You smile at him.

"I love you, always babygirl"

"I love you too my bodyguard" you chuckle and kiss his jaw.

The end ⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅

Sorry it’s short :/

[kaftan]

thinking about the Carol interlude again. 3 things.

1) One of Amy’s desperate fixes being to erase Victoria’s memory, something she genuinely regards as a healing kindness (Amy noooo why did they skip the psych rotation when they put you through your child labor residency nooooo), which is indicative of a very “Dallon” ideology; to Heal is to restore a Natural and Correct state is to Remove Contamination (the contamination being any speck on a smooth white canvas, the contamination being her); also some major projection happening where she’d kill to magic away her own Gross Evil Vicky Feelings so of course Victoria will appreciate having that stain gone! It’ll be like it never happened! She’s cleaning up after herself, doing what she’s supposed to do! Everything will be just fine after this. For sure. No it’s not a trauma cope fuck off. For sure for sure.

2) Always drives me bonkers fucking insane that her original plan was to spend the rest of her life healing people as payment, that she says it plain and loud in front of Carol and Sarah and god and everyone and the implications still fall on deaf ears. The worst punishment she can think of for herself is doing exactly what she’s been doing for years of her life. Max-security prison is her compromise. What the Fuck. We all know it’s fucked up but what the fuck.

3) The way she slips up and calls Carol “mom” when she’s trying to plead with her. Let’s all kill ourselves

[dwobbitfromtheshire]

Vickie: *learns sign language because her girlfriend's platonic soulmate is deaf*

Robin: *quickly signs I love you to her*

[steddieunderdogfics]

(i'll kep) my tongue behind my teeth by greatunironic

@greatunironic

Rating: Explicit

39,957 words, 1/1 chapters

Archive Warning: Creator chose not to use

Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things), Small Towns, Deaf/Hard of Hearing Steve Harrington, Rom com vibes, Minor Robin Buckley/Heather Holloway, Meet-Ugly, Misunderstandings, Miscommunication, Lack of Communication, (Cannot Emphasize Enough How Bad Steve Communicates In This), Mutual Pining, Service Top Steve Harrington, But Vague Illusions To, Soft Dom Steve Harrington, Good Boy Eddie Munson, Bottom Eddie Munson, Oral Sex, Rimming, Face-Sitting, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Come Shot

Summary:

It’s some young guy,” she said. “Or, like, not super young. Our age, I think. Maybe a little older? From out of town. Or he is now, but used to be from here.” “What? Who is?” “That bought the Radioshack. Turning it into a bookstore? Some guy,” Robin continued. “That’s why Vickie even knows. They were trying to keep it all hush-hush because he didn’t want to buy it without, like, zoning permissions so he could do a full scale remodel to turn it into a bookstore. Otherwise he didn’t see a point, or so Vickie said Mrs Wheeler said.” Or: Steve owns a movie theater, and a bookstore moves in across the street.

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[xoxo-sarah]

I Wanna Be Yours || Part 1

Series Masterlist | Part 2

↝a/n: my first Robin Series. Set in season 4.

↝pairing: Robin Buckley x fem!Wheeler!reader

↝ Warning:slightly proof read. Possible spoilers if you still haven't watched season 4, everything that happens in stranger things, slow burn, Vicky doesn't exist here, not because I don't like her, but because it's easier to write for Robin when she's not madly in love with another chick.

↝⎙ 6.24.23

Nancy jiggled her keys, annoyed with the mop headed boy. “Mike! Let's go.” She turned, looking at you with an irked expression. “This kid.” She opened the door, walking past you as you put your backpack on.

Mike rolled his eyes, hunching over the toaster, impatiently waiting for the pop tart to pop any second. “Jesus. How am I gonna survive a whole week without you guys?” You grinned as he walked past, handing you one of the warm pop tarts. “Besides you. You're cool.” He whispered before practically jogging to the car, where Nancy sat with her head thrown back in annoyance. You bid your parents goodbye before following him to the car, deciding you didn't have time to argue over who was getting in the front.

“So, Cali, huh?” Nancy glanced at you from the rearview mirror, a small grin making its way onto her lips. You two have tormented him for weeks over him going all the way to California for spring break. You did it more than Nancy though, only because you loved his grossed-out reaction when you'd turn around, acting as if you were making out with someone, hinting at the two.

“Yeah.” Mike grumbled, looking out the window from the passenger seat.

You nodded, not mentioning it for the rest of the car. At least, until you got to school.

“And then there's Heidi tomorrow night, but the problem with Heidi is that she's going out of state for college. So, it's like, do I really wanna start another relationship that has no point other than sex?” Steve continued to rant to deaf ears. “I mean, I don't know. Does that make sense to you?” He rubbed his forehead, glancing to his side, where Robin was putting on mascara, solemnly paying attention to the mirror and not to the man who was ranting for the whole car ride. “Robin, are you listening?”

“Uh, yes. I-I'm lis-”

“What did I just say?” Steve threw his hand up, shaking his head, unimpressed.

“Something about sex with…Linda.”

“No! I'm talking about Heidi.”

“Cut me some slack, please!”

Steve bit his cheek before rubbing his forehead again. “Well-”

Robin began to rant, “Your love life is one of labyrinthine complexity. And it is 7:00 in the morning, we have this stupid pep rally and I woke up looking like a total corpse.” She stretched her hands on the sides of her face, surely not looking flattering at all.

“Oh, you're worried about a pep rally? You expect me to believe that?” He glanced over again, his expression showing he absolutely did not believe that, not one bit.

“Yeah? So?”

“So, we both know what this is about. Okay, I'm not buying that bullshit. This is about Y/n.” He had met you a few times, when he was with Nancy and when you guys had to fight some ugly parasite looking monster. You were quick to catch Robin's eye in school, which, in turn, made her turn to Steve and tell him all about this girl. There were a few characteristics that led him to know she fancied you before she even told him your name.

“Absolutely not.” Robin couldn't help the blush that painted her cheeks, moving to do anything with her hands. She began applying lip balm, staring back into the little mirror in the visor.

“Yes it is. You know what else I think?”

“I really don't care-” Steve could go on and on. If you were to ask Robin what he said, she'd surely say blah blah blah with a roll of her eyes.

“I think you gotta stop pretending to be someone else when you're around her. You just gotta be yourself.” He had his hand out, motioning around absentmindedly.

“You're literally quoting me to me. You do realize that, right?”

“Well, maybe you need to listen to yourself. Ever think about that, smarty-pants?” Robin stared at him with a look that could kill. Was she this annoying when she scolded him, telling to get his shit together? "I listened to you and look at me. Boom. Back in business.”

“It's not the same thing, okay?”

“Well…"

Robin made a sound of disagreement at that, not letting him finish that thought. “You ask a girl out and she says no, big deal. Nothing happens. Maybe your ego is a little bruised.” Robin looked at him with false pity, before moving her hands around again. “But I ask out the wrong girl, and BAM! I'm a town pariah.”

Shaking his head, Steve understood where she was coming from, but disagreeing with how she was going about it. “Yeah, okay, I'd buy that, except Y/n is definitely not the wrong girl.”

“We just don't know that do we?”

"She returned Fast Times at 53 minutes, 5 seconds. Do you know who paused Fast times at 53 minutes, 5 seconds?”

“...”

“People who like boobies, Robin!”

“Ew! Gross! Don't say boobies!”

“Boobies. It's not a big deal, okay. I like boobies. You like boobies. Y/n likes boobies. Definitely.”

Climbing over the seat after Nancy parked, you patted Mike as he held the car door open. “Use protection at least.” Before he could reply or grumble, you were jogging towards the gym, finding some of your friends in the process.

“Got any plans for spring break?” Chrissy asked, trying to keep in stride with you.

“Not really.” You hadn't made plans, but you'd probably end up staying at one of your friend's house. After walking in, you turned towards her, grinning to ease her nerves. “Have fun. You'll do amazing.” She smiled back, giving you a quick hug before running off.

Turning back to the bleachers, you tried to look for an empty seat, which was becoming harder with the people trampling into the double doors.

Hearing your name being yelled, you looked around, stopping when you saw Steve. He motioned you over, making sure no one sat down beside him.

With the glare he could feel on the side of his head, he'd definitely be getting an earful from Robin.

He held his hand out, helping you step up the stairs with all the people walking around you to take a seat. “Thank you.”

“No problem.” He turned to face Robin, mouthing '53 minutes, 5 seconds'. She rolled her eyes before looking forward.

When everything started, he cheered with you as you not only cheered on your school, but your friends and all the work they put into the moves.

“And of course, I have to give a special shout-out.” Steve glanced over at you when he heard you scoff at Jason Carver.

“What? You don't like Jason?” His words were playful, already knowing you despised him for some reason, hearing it from Robin.

“I don't know. He loves Chrissy and shows it, but he's just a dick to everyone else.”

Jason continued to speak, “Chrissy…" He stared at her as they were the only two in the room. “Chrissy, I love you, babe.”

You made a gagging sound, only loud enough for Steve to hear it.

Jason went on to make another speech. “You know…I think I can speak for all of us when I say it's been a tough year for Hawkins. So much loss. And sometimes I wonder 'how much loss can one community take?' In dark days like this, we need something to believe in. So, last night, when we were down by ten points at half to Christian Academy I looked at my team and I said, think of Jack, think of Melissa, think of Heather, think of Billy.”

Both you and Steve looked down, searching for the red head you had seen climbing the bleachers to sit with your brother and Dustin. You both looked back at each other, taking pity on the poor girl.

Sure, you never got along with Billy. But you would've never wished that kind of death upon anybody, including him. Especially with the way it affected Max. You could tell she felt guilty. It wasn't fair for her; she was just a kid- a good kid at that.

"— Think of our heroic police chief, Jim Hopper. "

“You alright?” Chrissy almost walked past you in the hall, looking a little uneasy.

“Yeah, people died so they could win a basketball game. That's the reason.” You rolled your eyes, grumbling as you glared at the man screaming into the mic. “For a stupid trophy.” Sure, you will still congratulate Lucas if they do, indeed, win the trophy. But to say many people died for that was just ridiculous. Honoring the people who have fallen is different, but that's not what he's doing. Maybe Lucas would play in honor of them, but not Jason.

She blinked a couple of times before trying to smile. “Yeah-yeah. Of course. Just had to go to the counselor. I'm alright.” You slowly nodded, before wrapping an arm around one of hers and walking towards class. She had been acting weird lately. So you made sure to stay close to her, making sure she didn't do anything. “Would you like to do something for spring break?” You brought back the question she asked earlier.

“Like what?”

“I don't know. We could hang at your house-”

“No!” You looked at her, confused by her outburst. “Why would we do that when we have your house?”

“I mean, Mike's not going to be there, so sure.” You gently smiled at her, squeezing her arm affectionately when she stopped by the bathrooms. “I'll talk to you about it later, yeah?” She nodded before pushing the door open.

You began walking towards class, trying to wrap your brain around what was going on with her. She obviously wasn't okay.

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[soulofapatrick]

Starstruck - Pedro Pascal x reader/OC

Summary: Y//N plays Eleanor Winchester in Supernatural and is on the red carpet for season 13 where she spots her heartthrob: Pedro Pascal. 

SORT OF LINKS TO Terrible at Secrets

Words: 1.3K 

Warnings: anxiety (?)

Notes: request by @princessmermaid1289​ and photos of dress and hair at the bottom. 

Y/N’s POV:

Being part of such a big show like Supernatural is always breathtaking, especially getting to meet all the other big stars and my fans. I never expected to have such an impact or make a family with J2M. Jared and Jensen immediately took me under their wings when I joined in season seven as Sam and Dean’s little sister - Eleanor aka. Nell

Being anxious and an actor is always something interesting but I have such an amazing family backing me and getting rid of any awkward questions aimed my way during conventions. I love conventions and red carpets, being able to meet my own idols of which I have plenty. I find it so much fun talking to them and getting the fans opinions on everything. My fans are my biggest critics and they’re how I improve. 

Tonights a red carpet for our season 13 with Alexander Calvert. He’s very cute and bubbly and I love him like a little brother and the fans seem to love him even more. He’s going to be big, I just know it, especially when the fans scream at him wrapping his arms around my waist and hugging me as the cameras flash.

“Heyyy Y/N,” Jensen appears at my other side, elbowing me and leans down enough he can whisper quiet enough the cameras and paparazzi don’t catch it, “Your man crush is over there, go say hi.” 

I follow his gaze to see the one and only Pedro Pascal. He guest starred in an episode but sadly I never got to see or meet him as it wasn’t with me. My character was off with Kelly and Castiel while Pedro was with Jensen and Jared and I will admit it broke my heart a little as I have always had a huge crush on the sweetheart. He looks drop dead in that crisp white suit and black bowtie. His hair is so fluffy and I just wanna run my hands through it from here. 

“Go!” Alex is agreeing and I’m being pushed in Pedro’s direction so lightly jog over, trying not to trip over my dress. It’s a beautiful thing, not my personal choice but I have to admit it looks beautiful and it makes me feel beautiful when I’m quite a rough and tough person having been around J2M for pretty much eight years. It’s black and flows, making me feel like a character from a fairytale, the sleeves off the shoulder and it sparkles in the flash of the cameras. I think it’s made from a mixture of satin and lace with how light it is despite how heavy and full it looks. It seems my stylist was going for a vintage look as my strawberry blonde hair is pinned back in light curls, it reminds me a longer version of Susan Pevensie’s hair from the last movie where Lucy becomes Susan. I feel beautiful. 

“Hi,” I place a trembling hand on Pedro’s shoulder, causing him to turn to see me. His face breaks into that contagious grin as he looks me up and down with no abash. It has me flushing a bright red, especially when he makes room for me, wrapping a large hand around my waist. 

“Hi there mama,” Pedro’s voice is like velvet and has me weak at the knees. He’s pulling me flush against the side and begin to pose for the paparazzi again, a huge grin on his face so I compose myself and do the same, putting my arm around his back. He’s a lot taller than I realise so it’s easy for me to rest my head on his shoulder and I think I’m going to go deaf at the sound that erupts from the fans as Pedro glances down at me with a look that makes me balling his jacket in the hand that’s around his back. He lips are suddenly near my ear as he whispers “Easy darlin,” while his thumb rubs soothingly at my hip. 

We have move on so Jared and Gen can take our stops and I prepare to go back to Alex as Misha has Vicki and Jensen has Danneel but Pedro grasps my hand in his calloused one. I stumble slightly but he steadies me and my mind races because this is going to be big news and everyone is going to realise I have the biggest crush on Pedro Pascal… who is leading me to the next photo spot. 

The cameras continue to blind me and I have to grip Pedro’s hand tighter as I can feel my anxiety bubbling. I usually try to do the red carpets quickly and usually Jensen; Jared and Misha there to ground me. This beautiful man beside seems to understand what’s happening and is sending one last wave at the cameras before he’s leading me towards the Entertainment Weekly interviewer. 

“Hello there mommy and daddy,” She greets us and feel myself flush again as this never happens to me. I can’t remember her name as I was meant to only talk to a tiktoker turning interviewer as I’m not as big as my on screen brothers. 

“Hey there,” Pedro sends her an amusing smile, keeping a tight grip on my waist. 

“Well this is a nice surprise, I’m a little star stuck right now,” The interviewer turns her attention to me, “I have to admit I’m a huge fan of you and your character, Eleanor Winchester for those who don’t know.” She glances back at the camera and I’m subconsciously grabbing Pedro’s free hand, hoping the camera doesn’t pick up on. 

“Oh! Well, thank you.” I’m laughing nervously, “I’m also star stuck!”

“You’re the star here,” Pedro nudges me and I can just hear all the fan edits about to be spamming my social media feeds in the morning but I don’t care because I’m currently pressed against the Pedro Pascal and he’s acting like I’m the big star, not him. Somehow I feel like royalty, even when the interviewer gets on with her planned interview with Pedro and I’ve never felt like this. I just alternate between watching the way Pedro throws his head back in a hearty laugh every time the interview flirts with me and the way the cameras are flashing blindingly. I should be panicked and breathless right now but that hand on my hip is flexing every so often and somehow it keeps me grounded and this is probably the first red carpet I’ve been able to breathe.

“Well, here’s the question I think most will be asking in the morning, is there something here?” The interviewer is asking, her question making my head snapping round so fast I’m surprised I don’t get whiplash, watching Pedro to see what he says as I try to slow my breathing. 

“I wouldn’t mind having a date with miss Y/N here but we’ll have to see.” He’s sending her wink then pulling me even closer to him and I just look at the camera and fake swoon, laughing lightly in shock. 

“I think I’m hallucinating,” I tell her and it causing everyone in earshot to break into laughter as Pedro presses a kiss to my cheek, the light drag of his beard taking the air from my lungs, “Definitely hallucinating.” 

“She says yes,” Jared’s towering frame appears behind us both, patting Pedro on the shoulders, “Of course she wants to go on a date with Pedro.” 

“A date it is it seems.” Pedro’s grin seems to get wider and I’m not really sure what’s happening right now. I might have a date with the Pedro Pascal and my two older brother figures may have set me up it seems, especially from the way Jared and Jensen high five as they walk away and the way Gen sends me a wink. 

Oh my fucking god. I’m going on a date with Pedro Pascal. 

[frilledshark-enthusiast]

dusting off the metal family hyperfixation with some hc’s

Dee hc’s

.freckles everywhere .loves dressing feminine .hella touch and attention starved .used to hate all animals but has a love for rats that started from the one on the lab .gets sick super easily like extremely easily .autistic .bad motor skills .Non-binary transfem she/they they/them .oral fixation. Subconsciously chews on everything .doesn’t know how to take care of there hair type .all animals hate her except for the animals that hate everybody else .super flexible .no muscle mass whatsoever .scared of dogs .dissociates constantly .gifted kid burn out but still gets good grades so no one notices .eating disorder because there constantly scared that someone poisoned there food or that there are bugs in it .echolalia to the moon and back, really clashes with heavy meowing as a stim .hates sweet stuff but loves ice .banshee screams into pillows when there really upset (one time forgot the pillow and Vicky came up with a baseball bat because she thought they were being murdered) .will cry if the spaces between there fingers are not cold .gets cold suuuuper easily .also overheats easily .has textured skin (think Anitra out of drag Rupals drag season 15) .sleeps in the weirdest places and positions .separates food to eat it .was born early, got sick a lot as a kid almost didn’t make it to 5 .lactose intolerant but actually takes it serious and doesn’t eat anything with lactose .lot of gender dysphoria .cries a lot but only people they trust know or see it, glam knows something is wrong when Dee stops crying aurond them .very shy and scared as a child .loves science (not a hc) .chronically Ill .scared of thunder storms .sick kid that’s in the hospital all the time .heavy realized that he could pick Dee up and now does it all the time, dee hates it and heavy has been hit many a time .wears minimal to no concealer because they hate the way it feels on there face .there url would be rariDee fight me .does just as much if not more trouble as heavy but doesn’t get caught .HATES being called differently abled .some sort of childhood stuffie that they can’t sleep without and hide from everyone .low iron .dissociates when overstimulated .has problems with self injuries when stimming .claustrophobic .has a habit of lying to get the reaction they want out of people .still sleeps with stuffed animals .uses forearm crutches/wheelchair .partially deaf HOH  .has Gastroparesis

[gaylittlewizardcat]

Everlasting help me the monochromatic siblings brainrot is back (please send asks)

[mirkwoodshewolf]

Siren song; Eddie Munson x reader Monster!AU

*Author’s note*

Okay so this was an idea that’s been popping into my mind. Not necessarily the fic idea overall but doing a MonsterAU! fic. Now while I do enjoy the vampire fics you need to think back to Eddie’s FIRST appearance in the series, the song is called “I was a Teenage werewolf” by The Cramps and c’mon Eddie FITS a werewolf to a T (the hair, the puppy-like energy but also occasional aggression) so in the end this fic was born throughout the weekend :)

So everyone is either a monster or mythological creature in this story and in this one dear readers you are a Siren. 

Warnings: violence, swearing, flirty Eddie, some fluff, angst, suicide (mentioned by side character no one in main story).

Taglist:

@plethora-of-things​

@waddles03​

@psychosupernatural​

@jd-johndeacon-or-jackdaniels​

@queen-paladin​

@gay-and-ready-to-cry​

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Being a siren is difficult as it is, but being a teenage siren at a school filled with other mythological and monstrous creatures is another thing.  I had transferred here after I was forced to move due to my mother’s passing so I live with my cousin Robin (who is mermaid. Don’t believe what the humans tell you, Sirens and merfolk are related. Distantly but we’re in the same family), and being the new creature in town is tough.

Especially when people give me a hard time about my selective mutism.  Now some maybe asking what is that? Well basically I’ve always hated the fact that whatever I said, I’d always put people under my spell.  It was like they were forced into being my friends or whatever when all I want is true friends who love me for who I am and not just my siren song.  So I’ve chosen to never again speak to anyone except Robin (since sirens can’t affect other sirens or merfolk).

Soon most of the student body stopped pressuring me or just chose to ignore me.  All but a select few of students, namely Eddie Munson and his pack of werewolves. Well werewolves (Frank, Gareth and Jeff), a dragon (Dustin), faun (Lucas), and a satyr (Mike).  Eddie being the leader of his pack he was the first to welcome me into their humble school and offer a seat at their table if I ever needed one.

He was sweet, charming, adorable, handsome, caring. Okay so yeah I’ve fallen for a werewolf sue me! But the thing about Eddie is that he’s an observer.  He understood right when Robin explained to him that I wasn’t much of a talker, he never questioned it.

And bless him he thought it was because I was deaf (since I speak through sign language) he even learned it for me.  It wasn’t until I wrote down and explained to him that I wasn’t deaf, I just choose to not talk due to the siren’s spell.  God was he adorable with that blush of his.

From then on he and I have been the best of friends but I would never, ever, ever, ever admit my feelings for him.  He’d never look at me the same way ever again and the one true friend I’ve made here will be out of reach forever.

I was at my locker switching out my books for my next three classes as well as grabbing my lunch when someone came behind me and scared me with a playful ‘woof!’ I jumped against my locker but didn’t turn around cause I knew who it was.

I turned and playfully slapped his leather jacket arm and signed to him.

‘I hate it when you do that Eddie!’

“Well too bad cause I love it. Oh you’re so easy to scare it’s adorable.” He teased with a pat to my head.  I shoved his hand away and slammed my locker shut.

‘So what brings you to my locker-abode this time? Forget to do your American-Gothic assignment again?’

“No this time I was fairly interested in what Edgar Allen Poe, the King of gothic poetry had to say. No what I wanted to ask was if you were busy tomorrow night?” I tilted my head in confusion.

‘Not really. Robin and I were planning a girl’s night in with Nancy and Vickie. Why?’

“Well I was just going to ask if you wouldn’t mind meeting me at Skull Rock?”

‘Skull Rock? Isn’t that your—’

“Shifting place? Yeah.” Oh my god.  To werewolves, the most sacred thing to them is their shifting place.  Close to every full moon, all the werewolves of the town will go to their spots and start marking it up with claw marks on trees, clothing tied to trees, or rubbing their scent glands up along rocks to show other werewolves to not enter within the perimeter of their shifting territory.

‘I—’

“It’s okay if you don’t. I totally understand I just…..You know what forget I even asked. It was a stupid idea and I shouldn’t have…..” I took his hands before he could run and told him.

‘I don’t mind. Besides Nance and I will end up third and fourth wheeling Robin and Vickie.’

“You’ll really come?” I nodded with a soft smile.

‘But can I ask why tomorrow? Isn’t tomorrow a full moon?’ he looked around cautiously which had me confused.  Normally Eddie doesn’t care about anyone eavesdropping on our conversation but he seemed worried about something.

“There’s rumors going around about werewolves being attacked mid-change by some vampires. You remember when Enid didn’t show up to Greek Myth vs History class earlier this week?” my eyes widened.  “I don’t know why they’re doing it but I—I usually tend to strike first and ask questions later when it’s…..my time of the month.” He grumbled as he kicked his foot across the cobble-stoned floor.  “And I’ve already gotten two strikes against the Vampires, one more and they’ll have me be put down.”

‘So you want someone to keep an eye on you? In case anyone comes around?’ he ducked his head and hide his face behind his hair bashfully but also shamefully.  I reached up and brushed his hair away before lifting his chin up.  ‘I don’t mind Eddie. But—will I…..you know?’

“Be safe?” he answered.  I didn’t mean to be judgmental.  I know how werewolves get when they transform and it takes a while for their human side to connect with the wolf’s mind.  

In some cases, they are too wild to be around which is why those that are, tend to go out to the woods near Lover’s lake (which is where Eddie turns).

“Don’t worry princess, I know the wolves who turn out there are pretty wild. But I’ve gotten better with controlling my other half. In fact I’m able to focus and see just shortly after the pain dies down. Before it took me an hour or two to focus after my change.” He took my hands into his, “But just in case, you can always stay on top of the rocks. They’re plenty high enough for you to avoid me if you don’t feel comfortable.”

‘I’ll be there Eddie.’

“Thank you angel.” I scrunched my face in disgust at the nickname which made him laugh.  “Sorry angel.” I stuck my tongue at him before shoving him.

‘You know I hate that nickname.’

“I know, sorry angel.” I let out a groan and walk off but he quickly pulled me back towards him, our bodies close together and I could already hear my heart racing in my chest as I stared into those deep brown eyes of his.  I also heard his heart starting to pick up as he kept me close to him.  Wait was he—?  “I’ll see you in class sweetheart.” He then gave me a quick peck on the cheek before leaving me there breathless.

Around the full moon, Eddie and all werewolves were more affectionate or aggressive (depending on who you ask).  And sure he’s given me quick pecks on the cheek before but this time based on how fast his heart was racing and just feeling the sweat that comes from pheromones he—no he couldn’t be. Could he?

After school, Robin and I were hanging around with her best friend and former Vampire king, Steve Harrington at the apothecary where he and Robin worked.

“He seriously said Vampires are the ones attacking werewolves?” Steve asked me as he was typing up some medical records for their boss.

‘That’s what he said.’ I signed to him.

“He’s not lying. And Enid wasn’t the only werewolf to be attacked. Last month both Jacob and Paul were also attacked. Hell Paul was nearly torn to shreds. Had to get a blood transfusion and everything.” Robin said.

“I mean I know the bad blood between werewolves and vampires has lasted for centuries hell maybe even more than that. But even I know better than to attack a mid-shifting one.”

‘Well Steve you may have that respect but there are some vampires who don’t. Like that douchebag Jason and his lot of vampires. They’re always giving Eddie and his friends a hard time.’

“I wouldn’t be surprised if it was them.” Said Robin. Oh god I hope not, that’s the last thing Eddie needs. “But you should tell Steve what Eddie told you next.” She teased as she poked my side with her well-manicured mermaid nails.

“What?” Steve asked fully turning his attention to me. I glared ar Robin who merely shrugged before I said.

‘He invited me to help keep an eye on him as he turns.’ Steve’s eyes widened and he opened and closed his mouth a few times before saying.

“You’re telling me; that Eddie Munson, a werewolf, invited you to his shifting spot?” I nodded.

“I told her that he loves her. No one is allowed to be near a werewolf’s shifting spot, especially during the full moon.” Robin teased as she leaned in close against my back.

‘And I told her that I’m just helping out a friend.’ I signed shoving against her to get her off of me but she came right back.

“A friend whom she loves so deeply for.” She poked my cheek to which I gave her a bite and she took back her finger and rubbed it.

“You have been fawning over Munson since you came to live here.” Steve said.

‘Who’s side are you on!?’ I asked him with a glare.

“No one’s side but I do hate watching you pin for your wolf boy. Why not just go up and tell him how you feel?”

‘You both know why.’ I sighed solemnly.  Robin came back and hugged me from behind.

“Listen cuz, did it ever occur to you that maybe Eddie loves you not just for your Siren looks? I mean really, you haven’t said a word to him since you flew into town.” I glared at the flying remark she made. “And still that boy has been gaga over you. I mean c’mon! He invited you to his shifting place for Poseidon’s sake!”

“And to them that shit if like sacred ground or whatever.” Steve finished for her.

‘And what if I do finally start talking to him? Or even say that I love him? How will I know what he feels is real and not just cause of my siren spell? Can you both guarantee that much?’ at that they didn’t know how to respond. ‘Didn’t think so.’ With that I chose to return home and get my homework done then just go straight to bed.

The next day went by like every other school day, classes went by as normal and when the final bell rang everyone was either at their lockers getting their stuff together or racing immediately out of the campus grounds.

I walked out of the school and headed towards the parking lot where I found Eddie packing up his van and making sure he had everything for the night.  I heard his sniff the air and he turned to me and smiled.

“There you are. I was about to come get you.” I shrugged. “Now you sure you don’t mind hanging out with me until night fall? I can always pick you up at your place.”

‘No, like I said I don’t mind. Plus Robin and Vickie just left together and you know how those girls get when they get the house to themselves. I’d rather put myself under my own spell than hear them go at it with each other.’

“But you can’t deny they are pretty cute together.”

‘No question. I’m glad my cousin was able to find someone special.’ If only the same thing could be said about me.  Eddie tilted his head and asked me.

“You okay? You look like you’re gonna cry.” I reached up and touched the corner of my eye and felt a single tear.  I wiped it away and took a deep breath before signing to him.

‘I’m fine Eddie. So do we just head over there now or is there some kind of routine you do before you go there?’

“I was thinking we’d head over to the Green dragon for some food. Heard the halflings have got a new special on their menu.” Oh I did love going to the Green dragon.  Ever since moving here, I found that if I wanted to go for some good quality food and the best ale in town, it’s the Halfling’s pub the Green Dragon.  I swear those creatures make the best dishes known to any creature, hell their meat pies alone could slay dragons and best harpies.

I nodded frantically which made Eddie laugh and he offered me the first step into his van before he drove us over to the Green dragon.

As we sat down at our table, I was working on my Myth vs. History assignment while eating my potato stew with a side of fresh warm biscuits. I looked over to Eddie and saw how he was still working on his homework but he had yet to order anything except water and ale.  I reached over and tapped his arm and asked him.

‘Are you not hungry?’

“One downside to being a werewolf is that I can’t eat anything before my transformation. Not even a nibble of food. Due to the change in our organs don’t want to end up hurling my guts out again. Learned that the hard way before I was taught by my uncle.”

‘It’s that painful?’

“More or less. Basically our human organs have to shut down in order for them to grow into our wolf ones. Bones snapping in and out of place and our bodies morphing and changing. Very rarely do the movies the humans make get it right. It gets pretty graphic so, if me telling you this has changed your mind you can easily turn back now. I won’t get upset.” I took out a sheet of paper and quickly wrote a message to him and pushed it towards him.

I won’t leave you. I had wrote.  I then held out my hands, palms up and he smiled softly at me as he placed his hands into mine.  Our hands grasping each other’s as I rubbed the back of his hands with my thumbs comfortingly.

“You’re the best (Y/n).” I smiled again and squeezed his hands more as I looked into his eyes.  God why is it that he can make brown eyes look so beautiful and at the same time adorable? Is it because of him being a werewolf? Or is it just his natural cuteness?

We continued our homework while I finished my supper and it was just two hours before sunset so Eddie decided it would be a good time to drive up towards Lover’s lake and head over to Skull Rock.  When we got there and I followed behind Eddie, I took notice of his nails grew into his 4in claws as he began marking various trees.

“Usually I have to do this only once a month but with the werewolves trying to push into other’s territories with these attacks, now we have to enforce it. And I’d rather you not have to deal with two shifting werewolves.” I nodded in understandment.

About 15 minutes later after walking deeper into the woods, we pulled some bushes aside and there it stood, Skull rock.  Like the name says, it’s a giant rock in the shape of a skull leaning against another rock that formed a small cave-like structure inside to hide under.

“And there she is sweetheart, Skull Rock. My home away from home every full moon.” We walked towards it and I took notice of the giant claw marks that had faded in the past and some fairly recent markings.  Eddie tossed his duffle bag into the little cave underneath the rocks and I asked him.

‘Can werewolves keep their clothes on when they turn? Or do they have to go shirtless before they turn?’

“That fucking bitch Meyers really oversexualized us to no ends in her damned books.” He muttered shaking his head.

‘I’m sorry if I offended you.’

“Oh no, no, no, no you didn’t say anything wrong (Y/n). It’s just they glorified it as some sort of sexy thing and they made it look so quick and easy. And the end result was just dire wolves. No, no, we don’t look like that. I’d say the closest thing to an actual werewolf in Hollywood is ‘An American Werewolf in London’. Though some don’t get as bulky, we all have different shapes depending on our own bodies. Take Enid for example, you know how she has those highlights in her hair?” I nodded. “They appear in her wolf form.”

‘Do you have any distinct features?’

“Well you can thank these luscious curls,” he said dragging his hands through his hair.  “It make my wolf form have a mane-like appearance around my neck. Enid says I must be part manticore or something to have a lion’s mane like that. Imagine me being a full manticore, pretty metal if you ask me.”

‘As metal as that sounds, I think I like you better as a werewolf than anything else.’ Eddie just stood there and looked at me.  Oh shit please don’t tell me I might’ve revealed my feelings for him by saying that.

Suddenly he stabbed himself in the heart with his fist, throwing himself down to the ground and lay there still and limp.  I quickly raced up to him and shook him awake but he didn’t move. I tapped his arm and shook his back but nothing seemed to stir him awake.

Then with a sudden roar he grabbed me and pulled me into his lap and began to tickle my sides.  I began laughing as I tried to free myself from his grip but he held firm.

“You can’t say adorable things like that without repercussions sweetheart.” As my laughter rang through the forest, I was almost tempted to finally speak out just to tell him to stop but that lingering feeling of him falling under the siren spell was strong.  So I merely batted at his hands and just whimpered as loudly as I could to get him to stop until he finally relented.  “Has anyone ever told you that you have an amazing laugh?”

I looked up at him as I tried to catch my breath.  He stroked my hair out of my face as he continued.

“And I’m not just saying it. I always thought it was quite beautiful. And I wondered if your voice was anything like that.” My heart sunk. I got off his lap, no he can’t be telling me these things just to get me to talk.  “Hey, hey wait hold on. You didn’t let me finish.” I turned to look at him and signed to him.

‘I’ve told you why I can’t talk to anyone Eddie!’

“I know. And I’m not trying to force you to. I swear on my uncle.” When a werewolf swears on a member of their pack, you know it’s a serious vow they’re making.  “I won’t deny I’ve always wondered what your voice sounds like. Not because you’re a siren but because you’re you. But that doesn’t mean I’m gonna force you to talk, I’d never do that to you. You can talk to me when or if you ever feel comfortable with that.”

My heart grew heavy at his confession.  I’ll be honest there have been times, especially recently where I have wanted to talk to Eddie.  To finally tell him hello and how much he means to me.  But because of what’s happened in the past, especially with relationships, I fear he’ll be just like all the others.  

Once the siren song takes full hold of him, he’ll grow too attached to the point where he’ll end his life if he never has me in his life again (yes I had one boyfriend in the past where he actually killed himself just because my mother didn’t approve of him).

I felt him lift my chin with his index finger and thumb so that I could look into his eyes.

“All I’ve ever wanted was for you to be comfortable around me. And if you not talking to me is what’s comfortable to you, I’ll respect that decision. But I’d also like you to know that you don’t have to be afraid if you ever do wish to talk to me.” My mind debated long and heavy on all that he just said.  I kept a firm gaze upon him as I softly licked my lips and slowly opened my mouth.

Suddenly Eddie’s head turned away and sniffed the air. His eyes narrowed as he was on alert now.

“Someone’s here.” He sniffed the air again.  “And it’s not werewolf.” I tensed and looked around. “Get up on top of the skull, now!” I quickly raced up and crawled to the top of the skull-like rock while Eddie stood guard from the ground, his wolf growls softly coming out of his throat.

The forest was eerily silent except for a couple snaps of some twigs and the rustle of some of the bushes.

“Just the wolf freak we wanted to see.” Oh god no! Robin was right.  Soon coming out of the bushes was Jason Carver, the current Vampire king of the school.

“Back off Jason, you really don’t want to be here.” Eddie warned.

“Seems you don’t get it, do you freak?” suddenly surrounding the area were his vampire lackies; Andy, Chance, Patrick and Eric.  “You furball-freaks have been taking up our forests for too long, and we’re finally taking them back!”

“Since when do these woods belong to you?” snapped Eddie.

“For as long as Vampires have settled here. It wasn’t until your tribe of mutts came in and took it from us!” snapped Chance as he cracked his knuckles.

“I don’t want to fight.” Eddie warned them again.

“Too bad loser, cause you’re gonna get one. Less you wanna wolf out early and take us all at once.” Challenged Andy, Jason’s right hand man. It was then Patrick took notice of me and he said.

“And it seems we’ll have to entertain our special guest.” It was then the boys took notice of me.

“Well, well, well, the Siren without a song. Well at least for long, once we’re through with this freak, let’s say we make her sing for us boys?” grinned Andy.

“You lay a hand on her and you’ll regret it!” Eddie growled fearsomely.  Suddenly he cried out in pain as we all heard his bones beginning to snap.

“Well look at that boys? Seems the mutt’s got a little crush on the siren. Hate to break it to you mutt, but you’re way out of her league.” Jason and his boys soon began to close in around Eddie.

As night soon began to settle in and the full moon began to rise, Eddie let out another cry of pain as he wrapped his arms around his stomach.  I watched as Jason threw the first punch knocking Eddie to the ground before he delivered a hard kick to his chest.

“C’mon wolf-boy. Wolf out!” mocked Jason.  Andy then took his turn as he kicked Eddie in the back.

“Wolf out! Wolf out! Wolf out!” the vampires soon began chanting as Eddie’s hands began to twitch and grow hairier with his transformation.  I then saw as Chance actually stepped on Eddie’s hand mid transformation and he let out a cry of agony.

I growled and soon stood up on top of the rocks as I let out a scream which caused the vampires to look up at me.

“Oh don’t you worry beautiful, once we’re done here, you’ll be next. We’ll get you to sing nice and good for us better than this mutt ever could.” Jason said with a sickening grin.  As I heard them laugh and high-five their leader’s disgusting suggestion, I opened my mouth and began vocalizing.

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The sound of my voice immediately stopped their celebration as they looked at me.  I revealed my black wings and flew down to the ground as my eyes glowed bright red as I put them under my spell.  I moved my hands down my body seductively as I walked up to Patrick and stroked down his face.

His eyes soon shining red as he was fully under my control as I then moved to Andy as I sang in a higher key.  I got almost close enough to kiss him but I shoved his limp body aside as he had that dopey grin on his face that most men get when they hear the song of the Siren.  I then went over to Chance and got down on my knees in front of him.

You would think I’d be giving him a blow job when in truth I went to grab his ankle and literally snapped it in two with my brute strength.  He let out an agonizing scream and fell to the ground cradling his broken ankle like a baby as I ended the song with a powerful vocalization before I gave the command.

“Tear yourselves apart Vampires.” In a flash Jason’s friends turned to one another and did as I had commanded.  Snarls, hisses, and blood splattered everywhere as they began to tear each other apart.  I turned to Eddie who sat there with a dazed look in his eyes while his body continued to transform.

I sighed solemnly, he had been put under the spell as well. I knew that frozen look anywhere.

“Come back Ed…..” I told him but I was suddenly ripped away from him and pinned against the rock.  A furious Jason stared me down baring his fangs as he held me by the throat. But how? He should’ve joined his friends in trying to kill each other.

“Seems like another trouble-maker is stirring our nick of the woods. I’ve heard plenty of mermaid songs but you sirens are another beast.”

“How—are you able……”

“To resist your song? Simple answer, earplugs. I knew that freak would ask you to come out and be his bodyguard. The bastard’s been marking you ever since you flew into town.”

“He’s more of a noble creature than you’ll ever be!” I choked out.  He slammed me against the rock so hard that I felt it crush underneath me. Tiny specks of rubble fell around my head.

“How’s about I rip those vocal cords of yours? Then you’ll really have no voice when I drain every last ounce of blood you’ve got.” I felt his nail grow as they began to pierce my throat and he slid his thumb across it giving it a little knick as I felt blood trail down my collarbone.

Just before Jason could even take a bite, a large figure tackled him off of me and I let out a gasp of air before coughing harshly. I turned to see a werewolf rolling with Jason as the two fought for dominance over the other until Jason was thrown against a tree, snapping it in half as he fell to the ground with the werewolf standing over him.  It turned to me baring it’s large fangs at me but I remembered what Eddie said.

The lion-like man around his neck as the moon shone on his dark brown fur (the same color as his hair).  He huffed as he looked at me and I said his name.

“Eddie.” He let out a grateful huff and he almost seemed to smile at me.  That’s when I noticed Jason starting to get back up.  “Eddie watch out!” with a single sniff, he snarled and turned back towards Jason.

“You mangey, flea-ridden bastard. You’ll pay for that!” Eddie let out an aggressive roar as he slammed his front arms down challenging Jason the way I’ve read that werewolves challenge each other.  Jason let out an aggressive his as his fangs grew larger and the two of them charged head on at each other.

Animalistic snarls and growls sounded through the forest as each monster threw the other across the forest.  Both were equal in strength, speed and power but soon Jason got the upper hand when he knocked Eddie against Skull Rock and repeatedly began to punch and slam Eddie against the rock.

I went over to Eddie’s bag and quickly dug through it and saw that he had a syringe with dead-man’s blood and a machete.  I grabbed the machete and raced towards Jason and sliced him across the back making him scream in pain.  He ceased his attack on Eddie and turned his attention towards me.

I raced back towards Eddie’s bag to grab the syringe but I was pinned down and I felt his breath hit my face.  His raw strength pushing down against my back but before I could let out another siren song, I heard my shoulder snap as I screamed in pure agony.

Jason was soon tossed off my shoulder and I watched in both horror and awe as Eddie began to tear at Jason’s back and face.  But Jason used his feet to kick Eddie off of him and into a tree which fell on top of him.  Eddie let out a yelp as he tried to get himself free.

“You both….will regret this night!” but before Jason could do anything, he suddenly froze until he fell to the ground.

“The only one who will regret this night is you.” I sat up and through the light of the full moon stood Steve who held a tranq-dart and at his side was Robin as well as Chief Hopper (the only human in this town that kept the peace between us and the humans of Hawkins).

“You okay?” Robin asked me as she came running up to me. My attention soon turned to Eddie who was whimpering as I heard his bones cracking again, he was transforming back into his human form.  I raced towards the tree and desperately tried to lift it off of him to make his transformation easier, but I couldn’t do it on my own.

Steve soon came over and grabbed the other end of the tree and together we lifted it up and off of Eddie as he huffed and whimpered in pain. He had just finally been able to fully transform and now to suddenly shift back into his human form due to the pain he was in, it must’ve been pure agony for him to go through this much in one night.

I reached out and touched his morphing paw as I felt the fur on him recede back to human skin and his growls faded into human groans before he collapsed to the ground.  I pulled him into my lap, his head resting on my thighs before he soon passed out.

“Someone mind telling me what happened here?” asked Hooper.

“Jason and his friends.” I spoke out loud.  Robin’s eyes widened.  Not because of my answer but because I answered at all.

“(Y/n) you—you’re talking.”

“I need to say this Robin.” I turned to Chief Hooper and explained to him everything that happened.  I knew Eddie had strikes against the vampires in the past and has been arrested before due to his ‘wolfing out’ in the past but I pleaded with Hooper to not blame Eddie for tonight.

“You’re new to this town siren. There’s a fine line I can’t cross between you creatures and the people of Hawkins. I gotta give some kind of report and arrest someone.” I held onto Eddie and said.

“Then you’ll have to arrest me too if you take him into custody. I’m just as guilty of murder even more than Eddie. He acted in self-defense.” Hooper looked at us before saying.

“Don’t think I can arrest a young woman who was merely defending herself and her boyfriend against some thugs. I saw Carver break your shoulder myself, so the only guilty party I see is the vampire having a paralysis nap thanks to Harrington here.” Hooper then walked over to Carver and picked him up, forcing him on his feet.  “Hope you vampires know some good lawyers, cause you’re gonna need one.” He then dragged Jason away.

“What about Eddie’s injuries? Jason tossed him around like a ragdoll and his friends had a hand in hurting him mid-change.” I said.

“I just called the paramedics, they’re on their way.” Steve said and soon enough in came flying in on Pegasus’ were the Valkyries.  They landed their horses and came over and asked what had happened.

Robin explained to them as one of them took Eddie out of my lap. I tried to reach out for him but my shoulder ached as I moved it and another Valkyrie came up to me and helped me onto my feet.

“C’mon, we’re taking you to the white witches. They’ll heal you too up in no time.” I was soon led to another Pegasus and soon both Eddie and I were taken out of the woods and towards Witch grotto where we would be tended to for our injuries.

After getting my shoulder set back into place and drinking a potion for the pain, I sat by Eddie’s bedside as he was covered in Athelas plants for his injuries and had a wet cloth laying across his forehead for the small fever he had due to his infected injuries.

I reached out and took his hand and stroked the back of it and I remained vigil at his bedside until he began to stir when the sun began to rise.  He let out a tired groan as he opened his eyes to me.

“(Y/n).” I exhaled in relief as I brought his hand up and kissed the back of it.  “Where are we?”

“White witch grotto.” We turned and Nancy came walking in. “The Valkyries brought you here and I was called in late to come and heal yours and (Y/n)’s injuries. Since I am specially qualified to heal werewolf injuries, you’re welcome.”

“Thanks Wheeler, I owe yah.” Eddie groaned.

“Just take it easy for the weekend and hopefully you’ll be back on your feet by Monday. Look after him (Y/n) you know how stubborn he can get when it comes to needing bedrest.” Boy don’t I.  I nodded to Nancy and thanked her in sign language then she left us alone.

“Hate to ask but what happened to Jason?”

‘Hooper took care of it. You can also thank Steve for the dead man’s blood tranq that brought him down.’

“Good old Steve Harrington. He is so gonna have this looming over my head for ages.” He teased, which made me shake my head at him softly giggling.  His laughter died down once he took notice of the small band aid that was on my neck from the knick Jason’s nail had done to my throat.  “The son of a bitch.” He growled lowly as he stroked over the band-aid.

‘He’s gone now. Let’s not worry about it anymore.’

“I can’t help it. He hurt you, hell he could’ve killed you. All because I hadn’t fully turned.”

‘Because of him and his idiotic friends.’

“Sometimes I wish the change was quick and painless. I should’ve done more, I could’ve done more.” I took a deep breath in and finally answered him out loud.

“You did enough.”

“Only because I—” he trailed and looked up at me in shock. “Holy shit, did you just—you spoke to me?! So I wasn’t going crazy, that was your voice I heard as the wolf.” I nodded. He reached out and cupped the side of my face and whispered lovingly, “it’s beautiful. Just like the girl it’s attached to.”

“The spell can wear off after the first song within 12 hours. If I don’t talk after this, it could be by this afternoon even.”

“What if I don’t want you to stop talking?”

“Eddie I can’t. This is all part of the siren song. I don’t even have to be singing to put you under my spell. What you’re saying is all because of—”

“My feelings for you.” I shook my head in disbelief and scoffed lowly.  “Look me in the eyes (Y/n).” I refused to look at him until he cupped the other side of my face.  “I saw how their eyes glowed with your song. I may not care for my grades but I’m not stupid. I know when a siren speaks or sings, their victims eyes glow under their spell, are mine glowing at all?” I searched his eyes for any trace of siren magic in them but all I could see was his bright, puppy dog brown eyes.

“No, but……”

“No buts. Look, I know this is probably the worst time to say it but I also wanted to share it with you yesterday. In fact I’ve been trying to work up the courage to tell you this. I love you (Y/n). And not in the friendly platonic way anymore I mean like the soulmate way. When a werewolf howls at the moon searching for their partner kind of way. And there was no siren song or even your natural siren beauty to hypnotize me. I fell in love with your heart, your humor, and your spirit. Never before did I think I would find my other half but it wasn’t until she flew into town like an angel in punker clothes.”

“You know how I hate that nickname.” I softly reprimanded him which made him chuckle and lean his forehead against mine.  His nose chasing after mine to rub up against it. The faint glimpse of his canine teeth poking out through his smile.

“At this point, I don’t care. Because it’s true. You are my angel (Y/n), and you didn’t need your siren song to bewitch me.”

“I’m scared though Eddie, I—” I trailed off.  I felt his nose gently nudge against my cheek as he nuzzled against me like a puppy trying to comfort their master.  “I’m worried you’ll…..that you’ll fall for me too deeply, that you could end up killing yourself over me. And I don’t mean by picking up fights with vampires.”

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

“I feel like at this point I have to, cause you need to know the risk of dating a siren.” He separated from me and leaned against his pillow so that I could tell my story.

“Back home, I dated this one guy. He was a wood Elf, strong, brave, loyal, caring. Much like you in a way. But my mother disapproved of him and threatened to end his life alongside my aunts. I tried to break things off with him but he refused to go away. Not because he had grown arrogant in the manner of the ‘if I can’t have you no one will’. But I took notice of his eyes. His eyes that once held life in the early stages of our relationship had grown soulless, with only the red spell of the siren song affecting his mind. When I stopped all contact with him, I find out through our newspaper feed that he died throwing himself off a cliff.”

“Jesus, elves really are sensitive to their feelings.” Eddie said nonchalantly.

“Eddie!” he raised his hands in surrender.

“Sorry, sorry. But in all seriousness (Y/n). I’m not like that guy, I’m not like any other creature you might’ve dated before. Because I didn’t even hear your voice at all until now. And I was still able to fall in love with you. Not right away but with time my affections for you grew. Sure you were beautiful and caught my eye but did I throw myself at your feet in worship or whatever people do around you sirens?”

“No you introduced yourself and offered me a table to sit at because I looked like a lost sheep since Robin and I didn’t have the same lunch schedule.”

“Exactly.” He took my hands in his as his forehead once again touched mine.  “But if you don’t feel the same way, or even wish to have a relationship with me. I’ll never bring it up again, and still be your friend.”

“Y-you’d seriously do that?”

“One thing about werewolves is loyalty to the pack. You’re a member of my pack. Whether friend or mate, I’ll accept whatever you choose.” I looked at him with a loving gaze before finally leaning in and kissed his lips.

Slightly chapped and stained with dried up iron, for some reason the kiss felt perfect.  I wrapped my arms around his neck while he brought his to my waist slowly pulling me close until the need for air became a necessity.  Our breaths gently danced across each other’s and as he opened his eyes, there wasn’t a trace of red magic affecting his mind (which happens when a siren kisses their victims).

“I’ve only ever dreamed of that happening.” He whispered.

“Did I live up to your expectations?”

“Oh sweetheart, you exceeded them.” He chuckled lowly as he had his hand move behind my head and brought me in for another kiss, this time deeper and more passionate.  I felt myself lying on the bed and he was hovering over me and as we separated he said.

“And thus Beauty tamed the Beast.” I threw my head back laughing as I wrapped my arms around him stroking his wild hair as I praised.

“My wolfie.” He groaned at the nickname burying his face into my neck.  “You call me angel, I get to call you Wolfie.”

“Fair enough. But don’t call me that in front of the guys. They’ll never let me live it down, especially Henderson. That little firedrake’s ego is already a problem as it is.”

“Deal. I love you Eddie.”

“Love you too (Y/n).” he leaned down and captured my lips in one final passionate and loving kiss.

[lightingelectratwo]

Victoria for the ask game?

Why I like them

I love her ballet solo, but it's the moment when she touches Grizabella is what made me like her as a character .

Why I don't

There's really nothing that would make me not like her .

Favorite episode (scene if movie)

Her ballet solo

Favorite line

I guess her lack of lines. She doesn't have to say anything, and yet we can infer so much.

Favorite outfit

Gothenburg/Stockholm

The skirt,puffy sleeve, dark pink collar,blue eyeshadow,the glitter .and the pig tails

OTP

Victeazer

BROTP

Jemima and Mr. mistoffelees. Jemima is her friend and Mr. mistoffelees is her brother in my headcanon.

Headcanon

I headcanon her as deaf. I just think it's a nice headcanon. Also, more characters should be able to be depicted as deaf or hard of hearing.

Unpopular opinion

I guess her and plato. They did date, but it was just a teenage relationship,and it didn't last. They are still friends.

A wish

Her to get more ballet solos in future jellicle balls.

An-owh-no-please-don't happen

I guess getting harmed by macavity and his gang.

5 words to describe them

Young, inhibited,inquisitive, graceful, and kind.

My nickname for them

Vicky

[multi-kpop-fanfics]

Birthday

pairing: non-idol bf!Seungcheol x fem!reader

genre: fluff, angst, established relationship!AU

warnings: mentions of food, alcohol, mean and insensitive people, cursing

word count: 0.8k

summary: it’s your birthday and noone is invited - except you and your boyfriend.

Author’s note: Happy birthday my beloved Vicky boo @delicatewerewolfsoul​ 💕 Words cannot describe the gratitude and love I have about you and our friendship and I really hope it will withstand against time🥺 hope you’ll have fun today and you’ll enjoy this teeny tiny piece <3

“So, anything fun planned for tonight?”, your friend asks you with a playful tone. “Well, depends on what you mean by fun, because your definition of fun is quite different from mine”, you give a snarky reply and you roll your eyes when you hear your friend scoff from the other end of the line.

“Well, whether you have plans or not, you’re coming over for your birthday party and we’re gonna drink!”, she happily exclaims and you’re left utterly baffled, because….you had no fucking idea about this.

“I will what?”, “We rented a house and bought drinks for your birthday party!”, “And you didn’t even bother to ask me?”, “But it was meant to be a surprise!”, “Well I have a surprise for you too - I’m not coming”, you deadpan and hear an exasperated gasp. “YOU FUCKING WHAT? ARE YOU SERIOUS?!”, she screams from the other end of the line. 

“I have no intention of at- Cheol, wait!”, you shout as Seungcheol barges in the living room, snatching the phone out of your hand, shushing you with his pointer on his lips, “Hello, this is Choi Seungcheol, is this Y/N’s friend?”, “Yeah, now give me Y/N back, I have to talk to her”, “First of all, Y/N isn’t yours to be given back. Second, when it’s someone’s birthday, they have the right to spend the day however the fuck they want. And if Y/N says she doesn’t want to attend your shitty party, then she won’t”, Seungcheol nearly growls in the phone. “Who do you think you are, talking to me like that?”, “I introduced myself a few seconds ago, not my fault you’re probably deaf”, he laughs, sending you a sly wink.

It’s your turn to snatch the phone out of his hand and take control of the situation.

“Listen to me - The man you were talking to is my boyfriend and I intend to spend my birthday with him, all. Day. Long. Now excuse us, but our couch is waiting. Bye!”, you hang up right on her face, throwing the phone on the couch.

A second of silence passes and the both of you crack up, laughing out loud to the point of tears stinging your eyes. 

“Oh my God, I wish I was there to see her face!”, you fan yourself to calm down. “Honestly? Same”, Seungcheol wipes his eyes with his hand, “It would have been hilarious”, he lets out a breathy laugh.

“Okay, enough about that”, you change the topic, “Where were you this whole time?”, “Oh, me? I just went out to do some last minute shopping”, he grins widely. “Last minute shopping, huh”, you narrow your eyes at him. “Yes, and now I would like you to close your eyes and turn around”, he instructs you, “But Cheol-”, “No buts, you’ll do as I say and trust me, you won’t regret it”, “Okay, fine”, you grumble and ultimately do as he says, giving him the chance to do what he has in mind.

It takes him approximately three minutes to put the brownie cake on the table along with two glasses of red wine and light up the candles. You can hear the familiar sound of the lighter and you’re trying to stop yourself from laughing out loud, so you settle for covering your mouth with your hand.

“You can turn around now”, Seungcheol sing songs and you turn around, opening your eyes to see your boyfriend grinning like a fool, urging you to sit down and blow the candles while you make a wish.

“Come on, baby”, “Stop being such an idiot, I wanna make my wish!”, you whine in protest and take your time to make your wish, finally blowing the candles on the cake, Seungcheol clapping and letting out a tiny ‘yay!’. 

“You’re such a dumbass”, you laugh and circle the table to reach your boyfriend and hug him, but he decides to lift you and spin you around, carrying you to sit on the couch, taking a seat right next to you.

You pick the fork in front of you and take a bite of the cake, letting out a satisfied sound when the rich chocolate flavor hits your taste buds. “Is it good?”, he asks and you wordlessly hand him over the fork so he can take a bite too.

Seungcheol mirrors your expression as he tries out the brownie, mumbling an ‘oh my God’ with a full mouth. “This is so damn good, fuck”, he almost moans, “I know, right? You made a great choice, babe”, you admit, taking more of the cake. “Easy there, champ”, he laughs and picks up the wine glass, waiting for you.

“A toast?”, he asks, “Thought you’d never say it”, you swallow and pick up your glass.

“Happy birthday to the most beautiful woman in the world”, “God, you’re so cheesy, Cheol!”, you clink your glasses and take a sip of the scarlet red wine.

“For you? Always”.

[queenalexandraofdenmark]

regarding the ask with Toria, why would Alix want a “companion” or be “entitled to one”. It to me is kind of like how Victoria forced each of her daughters (besides Vicky) to be by her side until they married.

Great question anon! 😊

It is because Alexandra felt she was very lonely as a person at that current time in her life because Bertie(her husband) was always out in London somewhere with his friends or mistresses, and at this time all of her children were getting old enough to get married and move off, and she decided that she wanted one of them to stay with her because she was awfully close with all of them and like I said before, she was very lonely, because as her deafness was increasing quickly as she was getting older, for many people including her, it is hard to be able to understand and communicate with people, making her feel very lonely. Another reason why she wanted one of her children as her companion was because as they were her children, she felt she could always talk to them no matter what, and I guess she kind was used to being able to talk to them about serious stuff, and she really loved being able to always have someone to call if she needed something done for her/needed a hand, and as she was an absent minded person she an awful lot of times forgot what she needed to do and where she would put stuff, and her her daughter Toria, her companion, was always successful at helping her with finding/doing her stuff, along with that Alexandra loved having Toria come with her to events. 🥰

And also responding to another part of you're ask, Alexandra did not force Toria to be her companion, Alexandra had asked her because she thought Toria "didn't seem interested in marrying", and when she asked Toria to stay with her, she agreed.

Thank you for the ask! 🫶

[steddieunderdogfics]

(i'll keep my) tongue behind my teeth by greatunironic

@greatunironic

Rating: Explicit

39,945 words, 1/1 chapters

Archive Warning: Creator chose not to use

Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - No Upside Down (Stranger Things), Small Towns, Deaf/Hard of Hearing Steve Harrington, Rom com vibes, Minor Robin Buckley/Heather Holloway, Meet-Ugly, Misunderstandings, Miscommunication, Lack of Communication, (Cannot Emphasize Enough How Bad Steve Communicates In This), Mutual Pining, Service Top Steve Harrington, But Vague Illusions To, Soft Dom Steve Harrington, Good Boy Eddie Munson, Bottom Eddie Munson, Oral Sex, Rimming, Face-Sitting, Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Come Shot

Summary:

“It’s some young guy,” she said. “Or, like, not super young. Our age, I think. Maybe a little older? From out of town. Or he is now, but used to be from here.” “What? Who is?” “That bought the Radioshack. Turning it into a bookstore? Some guy,” Robin continued. “That’s why Vickie even knows. They were trying to keep it all hush-hush because he didn’t want to buy it without, like, zoning permissions so he could do a full scale remodel to turn it into a bookstore. Otherwise he didn’t see a point, or so Vickie said Mrs Wheeler said.” Or: Steve owns a movie theater, and a bookstore moves in across the street.

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