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well, well, well. look who we have here :)
Happy Let Papyrus Say Fuck day! <3
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This is part of a longer thing I may post on ao3 at some point but hereās some silly little Jaytim texting AU. I use this format as a writing warmup.
EDIT: This has been posted on AO3.
[Unknown] Ā»
Hey. This is Jason.Ā
I have a favor to ask. You can say no.
Ā« tim
uh
1. iām aware of how favors workĀ Ā
2. what is it?
Ā« tim
?
Ā« tim
hey are you like. good
J Ā»
Yeah fineĀ
Sry. Rethinking this maybe
Ā« tim
what, do you need a kidney or something?
i canāt give you a kidney.
i donāt have any organs to spare.
J Ā»
What ?Ā
Ā« tim
whatās the favor?
J Ā»
I wouldnāt ask if it wasnt important
Iād ask Roy but hes in star cityĀ
or Kori but shes off world
I tried dickhead but hes in haven. Cant get away tonight
Ā« tim
yeah jason i get it lol
J Ā»
So Im currently in the cargo hold of a private yacht
Ā« tim
what >?
J Ā»
Weāre caught in the storm thats hitting the city its a whole thing.Ā
Ā« tim
are you in the cargo hold of your own volition or did someone put you there
J Ā»
So I dont think I can get back t
No its on purpose
Ā« tim
hang on. youāre in gotham bay right now? in a boat?Ā Ā
jason this storm is really bad.
itās already sunk a houseboat and a fishing boat at the marina
J Ā»
I dont think I can get back totown toni
Christ you type fastĀ
Shut up for a sec. Clam down
Clam*
*Calm fuck me
Thought I was gnna be back tonight but bc of storm its not looking great.
Can you feed my sourdough starterĀ
Ā« tim
what
J Ā»
4511 overhill apt 6DĀ
Key under the neighbors mat. 6H
Ā« tim
hey to clarify. āits not looking greatā ā what does that mean
J Ā»
Starter is on counter. in glass jarĀ
Should just need one feeindg. Maybe 2. dependingĀ
Ā« tim
on???
J Ā»
On wwhen I get back?
Ā« tim
so you do plan on coming back
J Ā»
Yeah timothy Iām in a boat not the heart of Mount Doom
Ā« tim
yeah? vaders not there? so that means everythingās fine?Ā
J Ā»
Did you
jst say Vader
As in Darth
Ā« tim
???Ā
J Ā»
Oh my god
Ā« tim
jason are you in peril or what.
J Ā»
No im not in āperilā lol.
Did you see the thing I said about my sourddough starter
It needs to be fed
Ā« tim
wtf is a sourdough starter
nvm i googled it
J Ā»
Its a live bacteria colony you use to mĀ
Oh ok
Yeah so it just needs 50g lukewarm water + 50g flour
Theres a scale next to the jar
Stir until it looks like hummus
Put lid back on
The end
Ā« tim
the internet says if you put it in the fridge it doesnāt need daily feedings
J Ā»
Sure. But that would mess up my bread schedule
Ā« tim
your bread scheduleĀ
J Ā»
Man are gyou gonna fuckin feed Breadie Mercury or should I find someone else
Ā« tim
im already en route.Ā
J Ā»
Oh
Ok
Thank you.
Wtf dont text and motorbikeĀ Ā
Ā« tim
how about you dont text and Sinking Boat
J Ā»
Hey its not like Iām gonna cause a boat crash
Ā« tim
i was stopped at a red light š
anwyay iām at your place.
1. why do you not have a security system. when you said key under the neighborās mat i thought you were joking.Ā
2. how warm is lukewarm
J Ā»
1. Iām the security system
Ā« tim
just rolled my eyes so hard it actually physically hurt
J Ā»
God youre annoying
2. ? Its lukewarm
Ā« tim
ohhhhh thanks! thatās so helpful :) here i am trying not to murder your incredibly important bacteria colony that i just drove across town for but no thats great jason very descriptive thanks :)Ā
J Ā»
Like warm but not too wram, nothing youād want to take a bath in
Can you fucking
I TYPE SLOW.
Ā« tim
ok.
[Image Attached]
he is fed
J Ā»
Thanks man.
Sincerely.
Ā« tim
so hows the cargo hold going
still intact i assume?Ā
J Ā»
Mostly ya
Ā« tim
pardon?Ā
J Ā»
Slight leakage. Nothing major
Ā« tim
oh? are you a boatologist now?Ā
i dont think youāre qualified to judge that?
J Ā»
Moving right past āboatologistā out of the goodness of my heart.
Chill lol. If it was rly bad thered probably be some sort of alar
Hm.
Ā« tim
did an alarm just start going off
J Ā»
Dont worry about it
Ā« tim
im not.Ā
did it though
also which yacht? im in the marinas scheduling dtabase
blue miracle, serendipity, carp-e diem? which one
Ā« tim
jason?
Ā« tim
if this is a joke itās not funny
oh cool youāre not on comms either. great.
hey if youre dead again and i just fed your stupid starter for nothing im gonna be soooo mad just fyi
Ā« tim
ugh.
*
J Ā»
Hey
Thanks again for the
Iām not gonna say āsaveā bc I was doinf just fine on my own.
But thanks for the backup.
Lmk when youre home
Nope sorry lol you dont have to do that.
Night.
Ā« tim
home
J Ā»
Also I just saw your messaages from
Ah. š
From earlier.Ā
Ā« tim
you mean from when you said āhuh, this boat seems to be filling with waterā and then disappeared? those messages?Ā
J Ā»
Those were not my exact words.
Ā« tim
right. your exact words contained somehow even less informationĀ
J Ā»
Shut up
I just wanted toĀ
You know. Youre the only one who jokes about it
The only one in the family I mean
your family, I mean
The bats.
Ā« tim
?Ā
the only one who jokes about what
J Ā»
Me being dead
Ā« tim
oh.Ā
ok. well
its not like. actually funny to me. i was just annoyed. sorry i guess
J Ā»
No thats notĀ
Tim. Shut up.
I dont mind. I like that one of you does.Ā
Its better than people talking around it. Like its this big shameful thing I did.
One of many
If I mention it in front of dickhead he does the face
the :~{ face
Ā« tim
wow its uncanny
uh. for the record.Ā
i donāt think thatās the reason people talk around it
if im correct in thinking that by āpeopleā you mean āone specific person whose name rhymes with Rat CanāĀ
Ā
J Ā»
Yeah well
I just
Christ never mind. Im sorry. You are not the person to be sayign this to.
Im gonna shut the fuck up I think.Ā
Goodnight.
Ā« tim
oh what, you canāt talk to me about being dead bc of that one time you tried to kill me?Ā
and failed btw :/Ā
J Ā»
Tim
Not to be so unchill
But you know how me being dead isnt actaully funny to you
Ā« tim
ā¦got it. sorry
J Ā»
No. donāt apologize to me
Ever
Iām seriousĀ
Ā« tim
like for anything?Ā
what if i killed breadie mercuryĀ
J Ā»
You didnt. He is thriving
Ā« tim
he is?
wait. really?
you can tell?
J Ā»
[Image Attached]
Hes doubled in size since you fed him.
Ā« tim
whoa
J Ā»
Yup. Thanks again for thattoo.
*that too
Its stupid but hes kinda my son.
Ā« tim
wouldnāt he technically be like, 10 billion sons
J Ā»
He is my 10 billion sons.
Ā« tim
lolol
wow. why am i so pleased hes thriving lolĀ
J Ā»
Right
Ā« tim
jeez
i was so worried about the water temp
google said lukewarm is 98-105 so i did 98 to be safe
J Ā»
You used a thermometer?Ā
Ā« tim
your instructions were vague!
i didnt want to kill your bacteria colony!
J Ā»
Thanks Tim.
Ā« tim
? you already said that lol
i gotta pass out btw
glad you didnt die: the sequel in a yacht
that would have been so cringe
night jason
J Ā»
Night
*
J Ā»
You up?
Ā« tim
obviously
why
J Ā»
Could use your eyes on something.
[Image Attached]
Ā« tim
morse code but the dots and dashes are reversed and its spelling backwards in russian, ASTITP AYALEB AVD RTSIRP ā PRISTR DVA BELAYA PTITSA ā PIER TWO WHITE BIRD
J Ā»
Bc it looks like morse but its not, its kind of scramblĀ
Ok jesus christ .Ā
30 seconds? Seriously? Fuck me
Can I hire you? Jesus lol
Ā« tim
that depends. do you pay more than batman?
J Ā»
The fuck? Does he pay you guys now?
Ā« tim
no.
J Ā»
Then yes. I do pay more than batman.
Ā« tim
how much more
J Ā»
One coffee per codebreak?Ā
Ā« tim
:\
J Ā»
Two coffees per codebreak
Two and a loaf of sourdough
Ā« tim
sourdough from breadie mercury?
J Ā»
Ya
Ā« tim
done
J Ā»
Damn. I feel like you should have higher standards
Ā« tim
i mean i was already gonna do it for free
now i have successfully negotiated coffee & sustenanceĀ
im on a roll. nothing but WsĀ
J Ā»
Ws?
Ā« tim
its young people slang you wouldnāt get it ā¤ļø
J Ā»
I am barely 3 years older htan you.
It could be argued, considering certain events, that weāre basically the same age.
Ā« tim
and yet you text like an old, old man
J Ā»
I do not
Would you rather I texted like āidk brb lmao roflcopterā
Ā« tim
ROFLCOPTER?
oh my god. ohhhhhh jason. oh my god
that is absolutely not what the kids are saying these days. oh my god
J Ā»
Ok you know what. At least I know Mount Doom isnt a Star Wars thing
Ā« tim
?Ā
oh, is it star trek?Ā
J Ā»
Iām 99% sure youre antagonizing me on purpose
But have you seriously not read or watched Lord of the Rings
Ā« tim
no i have not.
J Ā»
Hm.
Ā« tim
what
J Ā»
Nothing.
Ā« tim
ā¦ā¦ā¦.what
*
Ā« tim
did you NARC on me
to BRUCE
about LORD OF THE RINGS?????
J Ā»
I donāt know what youāre talking about.
Ā« tim
WHY DO I NOW HAVE 3 SEPARATE SUNDAY AFTERNOON āHOUSE MEETINGSā BLOCKED OFF IN MY CALENDAR, JASON?Ā
WHY ARE THEY EACH 4 HOURS LONG?
WHY ARE THEY LABELED āCULTURAL EDUCATION (MANDATORY)ā?Ā
J Ā»
I canāt pretend to know what goes on in Bās mind.
That said, I have reason to believe he and Alfred take lotr pretty seriously.
Ā« tim
its a TWELVE HOUR MOVIE
about GOBLINS
J Ā»
Iām not gonna respond to that bc I know youre just lashing out.
Ā« tim
if youve sentenced me to 12 hours of a movie i hate iām gonna hack everything you own.Ā
im gonna mass text the entire cape wearers community the footage of that time condiment king kicked your ass so bad he felt guilty and offered to personally help you out of the mustard poolĀ
J Ā»
What the fuck
How do you fuckig know about ?????? that????????Ā
Not that ithahpenedĀ
What hefuckk ??
Ā« tim
ooooooooo you better hope i love these goblins!
J Ā»
Why are you?? evil??
Ā« tim
you should have killed me when you had the chance!!
sorry.
J Ā»
Its ok. That one was pretty funny tbh.
Oh hm shouldnt have laughed just then. Bad timing on my part
Brb
Ā« tim
uh
Ā« tim
okā¦ā¦.. getting reports of a ādisturbanceā at pier twoā¦ā¦..Ā
Ā« tim
sorry were you texting me *mid-standoff* with the russian mafia
Ā« tim
ugh.
*
Ā« tim
you know tracking your location would be so much easier if i didnāt have to hack into your comm sys every time
luckily your encryption is garbage but still. its 2 minutes of my life i wont get back.
J Ā»
Not sure I recall giving you permission to track my location?
Ā« tim
oh iām sorry. next time i will simply leave you to go down with a texas oil magnateās incredibly tacky yacht, or get swiss cheesified by mobstersĀ
J Ā»
Hey I wrapped up the russians myselfĀ
Ā« tim
yeah?Ā
J Ā»
ā¦
Yeahā¦.
Ā« tim
so you thought the 12-minute universal signal jam was the act of a benevolent god?Ā
J Ā»
:-|
Ā« tim
im just saying it would be significantly more efficient if you agreed to a tracker
just one little tracker. you wouldnāt even notice itās there.
think of all the time and energy youād save me
J Ā»
I feel the need to point out that you donāt have to repeatedly hack my comms system.
Ā« tim
i mean itās that or monitor sightings on the gocitizen app
i have an algo that texts relevant pings to me, which is super helpful for when i want an inbox full of random people talking about how hot you are. less helpful for literally every other circumstanceĀ
J Ā»
Uh
What
Ā« tim
how hot *red hood is. to clarify
in their opinion
the peopleās opinion
J Ā»
?
Ā« tim
the people of gotham city
J Ā»
The people of Gotham city do not think Red Hood is hot lol
Ā« tim
waitĀ
i cant tell if youāre being serious
J Ā»
Uh? Yeah Im being serious? Lol tf
Why would they think hes hotĀ
They dont think Batman is hotĀ
Ā« tim
oā¦kayā¦
huh.
how toā¦ hmm
J Ā»
Like nightwing sure
And the girls. Bc of objectification of women
Ā« tim
oh wow
J Ā»
Red Robin. If i had to guess
But when people see Hood its definitely notā¦ that kind of response lol
Ā« tim
what kind of response, exactly
J Ā»
You know like saying āHey Hood youre hotāĀ
Ā« tim
oh, wow.Ā
okay. ummm
hmm. one sec.
J Ā»
?
Ā« tim
check your emailĀ
J Ā»
Okā¦?Ā
J Ā»
Oh my fucking god.
Ā« tim
yeah
J Ā»
Oh my god?
Ā« tim
yeah
J Ā»
This document is fucking 45 pages long?
Ā« tim
its everything from the past 30 days yeah
J Ā»
The past
Whaht the fuck
Ok some of these people definitely got hit by Poison Ivy.
This is . Tim wtf. I havent even heard of some of this stuff.Ā
Ā« tim
oof are you on page 14
J Ā»
Im on page 3???
Ā« tim
oh my god
J Ā»
What the fuck
Please please tell me its not like this for Batman too
Tim
Ā« tim
its not like this for batman :)
J Ā»
Ok. Jesus. I would genuinely have to move cities.
Ā« tim
its worse :)
J Ā»
Oh what the fuck
Oh my fucking god page 14.
You get this shit TEXTED to you?????
Ohm ygod. You read this?????
Ā« tim
i mean
no
i glance at it
for security purposes.
i dont like, read it read it
anyway did you seriously not know? haha
J Ā»
No??? Again its not like people tell me
Ā« tim
yeah but
like
theres a certain level of objectivity involved, here
yknow
sorry im trying to find a non awkward way to be like āhave you looked in a mirror latelyāĀ
Ā« tim
sorry
that was in fact awkward!
nvm
just let me know if youād be ok with the tracker. its fine if not
i was mostly joking about the hacking
J (From Work) Ā»
No you werenāt.
Ā« tim
no i wasnt
i dont mind though. its like a brain teaser
anyway im going dark for patrol, later
*
J (From Work) Ā»
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Question. why is the average Gotham citizen a raging horndogĀ
Ā« tim
oh my god
you know i can tell you searched āred robin hotā right
J (From Work) Ā»
Figured it was only fair
[Screenshot Attached]
This persons got some mad zoom lens skills
Iād think it was you, if it wasnt, yknow, you
Ā« tim
wow. that is certainly a photo of my ass
ā¦a stellar photo of my ass. wow.Ā
do you have a direct link? i gotta send this to steph
J (From Work) Ā»
goctz.app/user/3824973/post/29348230df3
Haha
I kinda thought you and blondie broke up
back on again?
Ā« tim
no lol we are very much just friends
she has a thing going with someone who shall remain nameless but suffice to say itās Going
anyway we just send each other gocitizen vigilante ass shotsĀ
its a whole genre
theyāre like trading cards
J (From Work) Ā»
Guess everyoneās got a hobby?
Ā« tim
the only rule is no nightwing
J (From Work) Ā»
Do I want to know why
Ā« tim
he accounts for a frankly overwhelming percentage of vigilante ass shots
so its too easy
youād THINK weād have a no-batman rule, because ew, but due to the cape and his sixth sense for cameras pointed at him, a qualifying shot is actually extremely rare.Ā
ā only guy who ever managed to take quality photos of batmanĀ
anyway, we put it to a vote. i lost.
J (From Work) Ā»
A vote between you and Steph?Ā
You lost a 50/50 vote?
Ā« tim
i dont wanna talk about it.
J (From Work) Ā»
Right.Ā
So what Iām getting from this is you have Red Hood ass shots in your phone.
Ā« tim
no
J (From Work) Ā»
No?
Ā« tim
well
J (From Work) Ā»
Yeah?
Ā« tim
we donāt like, save them
that would be weird
we just notify each other. professionally, as colleaguesĀ
and keep an ongoing points tally
thats all
so i do not currently have photos of your ass in my phone. thank you
J (From Work) Ā»
How many points is my ass worth
Ā« tim
i hate everything about this conversation
J (From Work) Ā»
Its 100% your own fault, answer the question
Ā« tim
if you must know.Ā
points are awarded based on a series of objective scoring criteria.
J (From Work) Ā»
Uh huh. Like what
Ā« tim
technical excellence
composition. lighting and color balance.Ā
dynamismĀ
J (From Work) Ā»
Dynamismā¦
Ā« tim
creativity
umm
emotional impact
andĀ
subject matter
J (From Work) Ā»
I see.
Ā« tim
ok i know it sounds bad
J (From Work) Ā»
It sounds fucking hysterical Im near tearsĀ
Ā« tim
but if you think abou
oh
okay, well, great
J (From Work) Ā»
Iāll let you know if I stumble on any more.Ā
Or is that cheating
Ā« tim
its totally cheating
please do
J (From Work) Ā»
You got it red. š
Ā« tim
:)
#jaytim#canāt emphasize enough that this is a silly thing i wrote for Me and My Friends but sharing here as well lol#my writing
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episode eight: the battle of starcourt
He fights with it, tries desperately not to let it fall, all while his resume hangs from his mouth. āShit! Oh,Ā Fast Times!Ā Ever heard of it? Top three for me, Keith.ā Robin laughs and Steve turns the cardboard cutout to you, wiggling his eyebrows. āOwn any red bikinis?ā You flick his forehead, though you laugh as well. āIn your dreams.ā āI can sleep right now and find outāā āI will flick you again.ā āA kiss is preferred, but whatever.ā
Summary: jonathan becomes a certified surgeon, hopper returns and is oddly sentimental (wonder what that could mean !), you and dustin show off your musical theater talents, the mind flayer becomes a track star, fireworks become weapons, and really a lot just happens so suddenly it gives you whiplash. dont worry though, the rest of your summer involves painful goodbyes and the scary realization that youre growing up. absolutely disgusting. but at least steve gets to kiss you whenever now, so hooray for that ! side note: you keep making promises to people, surely there wont be narrative foreshadowing as a result !
Rating: general, violence and swearing
Warnings: blood, swearing, major character death, graphic depictions of violence, fem!reader, use of y/n
Words: 21.2k (ouch)
Before you swing in: this was my magnum opus. truly. so so so much happens in this chapter, this episode is INSANE. it took me a while, the scenes were hard and complex, but im happy with the final results :) ive been waiting a long time to write this ending, to set up the strings for later in season 4 <3 i sincerely hope this chapter is all yall have wanted. if theres any glaring typos, pls ignore because its 21.2k words and im weak from rereading it. anyways, i have a sneaky lil linkĀ right hereĀ that will make sense at the end of the chapter (spoiler alert: it's a mixtape jonathan makes for bug). enjoy !
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Elās screams tear out of her body. She writhes in pain, sobs claw out of her throat. Itās unbearable to watch, the sight of her in immeasurable pain. It breaks your heart.Ā
No one knows what to do.Ā
Mike thrashes in your arms still. He tries to escape your hold so that he can cover his body with Elās. Take away her pain somehow. But you wonāt let him. You know that it hurts him to see her this way, but his panic will only drive Elās panic further.
āWhatĀ isĀ that?ā Disgust litters Ericaās face as she stares at the moving creature within Elās leg. Gently you push the girl away, not wanting to crowd El too much. She needs space to breathe.Ā
āThereās something in her leg,ā Mike sneers into your face as he fights against you again. Heās furious, heās overwhelmed, he just wants to help. āLetĀ go!ā
Your arms tighten around the boy. He isnāt in the right state of mind. Frantic, you look to your left and start forming a plan. āJonathan, my switchblade is in my left back pocket. Grab it.ā He stares at you, unsure what to do, and you raise your voice into a yell. āGrab it.ā
Jonathan jumps at the command and his hand disappears behind you. You feel him find the weapon and pull it out. He holds it in front of you, offering it, but you donāt accept it. āGo and disinfect it. Thereās a gas stove where you found us. Heat up the blades so that we canāā you swallow as nausea fills you. āWeāwe have to cut it out of her leg.ā
The moment Jonathan is gone, you turn your attention to Mike and Steve. You try to keep your voice leveled, try to contain the blinding panic that screams in your head. El needs you right now. Swallowing again, you start to speak to them. āI need you guys to talk to El. Keep her awake.ā
āRight, okay.ā Mike nods, and you finally release him. He hovers over El, his voice is gentle as he tries to calm her. āHey, stay awake, okay?ā
You tug Steve towards Elās legs so that he can help you move her into a better position. āGet her onto her side. Mike, put her head in your lap.ā
Both boys do as theyāre told. Everyone watches, and Robin tries to make light of the situation. She rambles about a girl from her soccer team who once broke her leg. How the bone had ripped clean through her skin. The story makes you shiver, and Steve sees the discomfort. āRobin, hey. Youāre not helping.ā
āIām sorry.ā
Jonathan returns, out of breath. āOkay. Alright, El?ā He looks down at the girl. Tries to steady his breathing. āThis is gonna hurt like hell, okay?ā
El whimpers out that she understands, and you take hold of her hand. āSweetheart, you need to brace yourself. I promise it will be over soon.ā
āIāll be fast, but I need you to stay real still. Here,ā Jonathan hands a wooden spoon to Mike. āYouāre gonna want to bite down on this, okay?ā
Teeth bared, El clenches her teeth around the spoon. Her body braces for whatās about to come. Kneeling next to her, you angle your body over hers and pin her arms down with your hands. You look at Mike, ordering him to do the same. āHold her shoulders. Donāt let her go, no matter what.ā
He pales, but swallows deeply and nods. When Mike is in position, you signal to Jonathan to start cutting. āDo it.ā
āOkay,ā Jonathan inhales. The knife youāve given him shakes as he holds it over Elās wound. Heās fucking terrified, but he knows itās the only way. Exhaling, he cuts into her flesh. Blood pours from the wound and Elās screams tear from her chest.Ā
Everyone makes a sound of disgust and horror. Your own stomach lurches at the sight of Jonathan cutting into the leg. The image, the way Elās body convulses, the screams she releases, itās all too much. You donāt feel yourself shaking until Steve guides your head into the nook of his shoulder, shielding you.Ā
āThank you,ā your breathing is shaky. You arenāt even sure if heās heard you, but Steve nods and his hand rubs up and down your back. Heās doing whatever he can to help, being the solid surface you need to lean upon. Lending you the strength you need to hold El down and save her.Ā
You hear your knife glance against the ground, followed by Elās scream becoming deafening. Unable to stop yourself, you pull away from Steve to look at whatās happening. When you do, you almost gag. Jonathanās fingers are now in Elās leg, digging underneath the flesh and muscle to find whatever the hell is in there. A horrible squelching sound fills the air. Faintly you think you can hear Will crying behind you.Ā
Jonathan struggles, digs deeper into the leg, but it only seems to be making everything worse. El twists and contorts beneath you, in agonizing pain. Her screams only intensify. A tear from your eye lands on her shirt, and you force yourself to hold her down despite how desperately you want to end it.
āGoddamn it!ā Jonathan canāt find it. He canāt find whatever the hell is in Elās leg. It keeps moving the moment he thinks he has it. Everything is slick from blood.Ā
āNo!ā El spits out the wooden spoon, her voice raw from screaming. āStop it!āĀ
You canāt stomach her pain any longer. The moment she pleads for it to stop, you move off of El and push Jonathan away from her. Nancy helps, touches his shoulder to alert him as well. The moment she has the room to, El sits herself up. āI can do it.
āDo what, El?ā You ask, though you think you know anyways.
She breathes heavily. Tears flow freely down her face. Sheās sitting down, one of her knees is pressed against her chest. The injured leg remains flat on the ground, her hand outstretched above it. Static, the one you always feel when El uses her powers, surrounds you. Thereās a low hum, she grunts and screams, and yet her hand remains steady. You rub her back, offering her all the strength you can give her, in awe despite the poor timing of it.Ā
To have the strength to expel a foreign object from your body. You canāt imagine it.Ā
El releases one final long, harrowing scream. The lights flicker, the windows behind you rattle violently. You only just barely manage to cover Dustin and the kids from the shards of glass before they explode. At the same time, a small, writhing creature shoots from Elās leg. It stalls in the air, hovering in front of her face as she continues to scream. The creature is no bigger than the size Dart had been when Dustin first found him. The idea that it had been buried in Elās leg makes you feel ill.Ā
With the last of her energy, El flings the creature across the room. It lands with a sickening thud on the floor, before it starts to move. You watch in horror as it scurries away, releasing its own screech, until Hopperās boot crashes down upon it, killing it.Ā
Youāve never been happier to see that cranky son of a bitch.Ā
Joyce stands behind him and you whimper pathetically when you see her. You miss your own mother. Itās been days since youāve last seen her. Youāre more homesick than youāve ever been before.Ā
Alongside Joyce and Hopper is a man youāve never seen before. He has glasses and a beard. As you study him, Jonathan makes a surprised sound. āMurray?ā
āYou know him?āĀ
Jonathan nods at you. āHeās the detective Nance and I visited last year.āĀ
āHeās insane.ā Nancy says, though thereās a nostalgic smile on her face.Ā
Hopper steps forward, investigating the scene. Glass crunches beneath his boots. He stops in front of you and El. He looks down at you. āAlways at the scene of the crime, huh?ā
āYeah,ā you blow hair out of your face. āCanāt seem to ever stop myself.ā Then, finally noticing his aggressively bright and floral shirt that heās wearing, you tilt your head to the side. āNice shirt, by the way. I like the color on you. Youāve been direly needing some color in your life.ā
Dustin snorts and El manages a tired smile. Hopper rolls his eyes at you, though you can tell itās more from fondness rather than annoyance like it usually is. You watch as his eyes drift towards Joyce, uncharacteristically shy. āThanks, kid.ā
āAnytime, old man.āĀ
āĀ
āThe Mind Flayer, it built this monster in Hawkins, to stop El, to kill her and pave a way into our world.āĀ
You sit on the fountainās edge. Dustin is next to you, Steve leans against you on the other side. Mikeās words surround you.Ā
He explains what he and the others have been dealing with while youāve been gone. Innocent people have been getting possessed and turned into chemicalized substances. Their bodies melting together, conjoining to create a monster meant to kill El. With every detail Mike remembers, your stomach twists uncomfortably. It doesnāt sound real. It sounds like a thing from nightmares.
And somehow Billy has become the face of it.Ā
The last time you saw him, he had been a shell of who he used to be. He had been in pain. Obvious pain. Sweat had run down his flushed skin and his eyes had a frost in them unlike anything you had ever seen before. Instead of helping him, instead of telling anyone about this, you had abandoned Billy.Ā
āHow big is this thing?ā Hopper asks, shifting so that El can rest more comfortably against him.Ā
Jonathan sighs. āItāsā¦ Itās big. Real big. Thirty feet, at least.ā
āYouāve seen it?ā Your eyes draw to the bruise on his forehead. The pained noise he made when you hugged him still rings in your ears.Ā
āWeāve had a rough night.ā Nancy whispers, eyes downcast.Ā
āIt sorta destroyed Hopperās cabin.ā Lucas looks up at the chief, a poorly feigned apologetic smile on his face. āSorry.ā
Steve interjects now. He asks questions, tries to make sure he understands. As he speaks with the group, your head falls onto his shoulder. Your head spins. Only hours ago you were dealing with Russians and national emergencies. Now, you and Steve try to wrap your heads around the idea of a giant human goo creature wreaking havoc on Hawkins.Ā Ā
Which, according to Max, is still very much alive.Ā
But that doesnāt stop Will from trying to help. āBut if we close the gate againāāĀ
āWe cut the brain off from the body.ā
āAnd kill it.ā Lucas finishes for Max. āTheoretically.ā
It sounds so simple, but youāve been here before.
Youāve heard this conversation already; you were standing in the Byersā dining room. Steve had been next to you, just like he is now, and Jonathan had been on your other side. The people surrounding you were the same, only now Robin and Will join. That November, the conversation had terrified you. Closing the gate. Killing the Mind Flayer and destroying its army.Ā
It had been the exact same conversation. And it terrifies you still, now. Only this time the fear is accompanied by an emptiness.
Youāve been here before. It hadnāt been enough.Ā
āHow many more times are we going to kill it?ā Your head remains pressed against Steve. Your eyes donāt lift from the ground. Exhaustion sags your body. āWe thought weĀ alreadyĀ killed the Mind Flayer. We went through hell and back to close the gate, only for it to be opened again not even a year later. ByĀ another country. I mean,ā laughter crawls out of your throat. āWhoās to say that they wonāt just open the gate again? Theyāve already done it onceāā
āLoverboy over here,ā The bearded man from earlier, Murray, suddenly appears and slaps the back of Jonathanās head. The man has a mad smile on his face, the kind that tells you heās an insane genius. After Jonathan shoves him away, Murray stops in front of you. He looks down, a curious glint in his eyes. āHe told me you were a ray of sunshine. Gotta be honest. Iām not really getting a real sunshine vibe from you.ā
Steve subtly shifts your body so that heās in front of you. His eyes are narrowed, body tense. āWhatās that in your hands?ā
Murray seems to now remember what he interrupted the group for. He clutches the pieces of paper in his hands, waves them in the air. āAh. These, my perfectly coiffed haired friend, are blueprints.āĀ
āThatās just a poorly done drawing of squares and lines.ā You squint at the papers. Theyāre no better than the map Mike had scribbled to navigate the tunnels last year.
āSeriously,ā Murray turns back to Jonathan again. āI thought she was supposed to be the nice one.ā
You open your mouth to argue, not at all liking whatever this random man is insinuating, but Hopper steps forward first. āJust start talking.ā
He sighs, but agrees. Motioning everyone to follow, Murray guides the group to a nearby table so that he can lay his drawings out for everyone to see. āOkay, this is what Alexei called āthe hubā.ā Murray points to the center of the first drawing. āNow, the hub takes us to the vault room.ā
āOkay, whereās the gate?ā Hopper hovers over him, attentive.Ā
āRight here.ā Murray now points to a random box, far from where you know the gate actually is. You bite your lip, unsure if you should speak up just yet. āI donāt know the scale on this, but I think itās fairly close to the vault room. Maybe fifty feet or so.ā
You snort obnoxiously loud, getting everyoneās attention. āYouāre so wrong that it physically pains me.ā
āIām sorry?ā Murray gives you an odd look. When Jonathan and Nancy showed up on his doorstep last year, the two of them had nothing but great things to say about you. Jonathan had waxed poetry about you while Nancy had sat at the dinner table, resentful. Now, meeting you, Murray is really struggling to understand where that all came from.Ā
āItās more like five hundred feet.ā Erica says. When she sees Murrayās exasperated expression, she canāt help but laugh at the old man. āWhat, youāre just gonna waltz in there like itās commie Disneyland or something?āĀ
āAnd who are you?āĀ
āErica Sinclair. And who areĀ you?ā
āMurrayā¦ Bauman.ā
āListen, Mr. Bunman.ā You have to stifle a laugh into Steveās shoulder. You love Erica, you really do. āIām not trying to tell you how to do things, but Iāve been down in that shithole for twenty-four hours. And with all due respect, you do what this man tells you, youāre all gonna die.ā
āIām sorry, why is this four year old speaking to me?ā
You slide off the fountainās edge and stand. Whoever this guy is, you donāt like his snippy attitude. āSheās ten, actually, and sheās right.ā
āYeah, you bald bastard!ā Lucas reprimands her, but she doubles down. āJust the facts!ā
While you enjoy her quips, you gently grab Ericaās shoulders and place her behind you. There isnāt time for her to make a grown man cry. āWe went through hell down there. It wonāt be as easy as walking fifty feet. The place isĀ huge.ā
āTheyāre right.ā Dustin speaks up. āYouāre all gonna die, but you donāt have to. Excuse me, may I?ā Even before Murray has consented, your brother is already grabbing the blueprints. He sits down and starts explaining. āSee this room here? This is a storage facility. Thereās a hatch in here that feeds into their underground ventilation system.ā
āItās how we accidentally got in.ā You add, figuring any extra information could help.
āWait, youĀ accidentallyĀ broke into a secret Russian lair?ā Mike tries to hide it, but you can see that heās impressed. You know that once this is all over, heāll grill you for details later.
āNo, we thought itād be fun to get tortured by commies on the fourth of July.ā Steve points to his swollen eye. āYes, Wheeler. It was an accident.ā
āGuys!ā Dustin shouts. When he has everyoneās attention again, he sighs. āJesus. Anyways, these vents will lead you to the base of the weapon. Itās a bit of a maze down there, but between me, Y/N, and Erica, we can show you the way.āĀ
Hopper stares down at the three of you, unamused. āYou can show us the way?ā
Dustin is about to agree, but you cover his mouth with your hand. āYes,Ā IĀ can show you the way. The kids can stay here, but I remember everything from when we were down there. If you want all the hero glory, then fine. Fight some Russians. But I can be your navigator.ā
āNo.ā Hopper, Steve, Dustin, and Jonathan say at the same time.Ā
You roll your eyes at all of them. āOkay, I was only talking to Hopper. The rest of you,ā you glare at your brother and the two teens next to him. āArenāt a part of this conversation.ā
āThere isnāt a conversation to be had, kid.ā Hopper scoffs at you. He doesnāt want to hear whatever youāre about to say. He wonāt let you back down there again. From the state Steve is in, Hopper doesnāt even want Joyce coming with him. āYouāre not going. End of discussion.ā
āYou donāt seriously expect me to let you walk into a death trap, right? I mean, I know we argue a lot, but you canāt be that dumb.ā Hopper has started to walk away now, trying to put an end to the conversation, but you follow him anyways. āListen to me!ā He ignores you, doesnāt turn around. Instead, Hopper starts gathering bullets as he picks up a shotgun from one of the guards on the ground. Groaning, you continue to chase him.Ā
You donāt care how annoying youāre being. Youāll nag him until your last dying breath. If he doesnāt want you getting hurt, then he has to understand that you donāt want him getting hurt either. āHopper, Iām serious. Elā¦ā You look at the girl, who is far behind the two of you now as she rests near the fountain. Your voice grows thick. A wave of emotions rush over you, seeing her. Sheās so small. Sheās still just a kid, despite the power that lies within her. āShe needs you. YouāyouĀ canātĀ get hurt.ā
āAnd I wonāt.āĀ
āYou donāt know that,ā you grab the manās shirt, but he tries to walk anyways. You plant your feet on the ground and grit your teeth. Heās frustratingly strong. āPlease, justāyouāre herĀ father.Ā Youāyou canāt leave herāā You stumble over your words, try to think of how to convince him. There has to be a way, a middle ground. Isnāt he the one who taught El what compromise means?Ā
In your nagging midst, you overhear Dustin and the party all catch up. Talk about how they missed one another. Itās a sweet reunion, seeing them come together again after being separated for so long; your boys are together again. It feels like a lifetime ago where they were all together on Weathertop hill. Seeing them together again, it hits you.Ā
The walkies. Cerebro.
āWhat if I could still communicate with you from above?ā You shout, frantic. Hopper stops walking. He still doesnāt look at you, but he indicates that you have his attention. Taking a deep breath, you donāt waste any time. āWe have walkies. Dustin, all the kids. Itās how they communicate with one another. Always have. What ifā¦ what if I give you directions using them? That way, youāll fulfill your annoying need to be a hero while I fulfill my annoying need to protect everyone.ā
Your words come rushing out, messy and jumbled, but Hopper seems to understand. Heās quiet, mulls what youāve said over and over again in his head. He inhales, closes his eyes, and then exhales agonizingly slow. When he opens his eyes to look at you, heās resolved. āYouāre really annoying, you know that?ā
A relieved smile graces your face. Knowing youāve gotten through to Hopper, you finally release his shirt. You straighten it back out, wipe some dirt off of it. It really is a good shirt, one you know was almost definitely purchased for a woman named Joyce Byers. āIt adds to my charm.ā
Hopper chuckles, shakes his head, before walking over to where your brother stands with the others. He fishes a walkie from his back pocket, tosses a spare one to Dustin. āHey, heads up. Your sister came up with a shockingly genius compromise. You guys can navigate, just from someplace safe.ā
Dustin sighs. āItās not that simple.ā
āThe signal wonāt reach.ā Erica clarifies for him.Ā
You motion at them to explain faster. āButā¦ā
āBut,ā Dustin quickly explains your idea. āWeād need something with a high enough frequency band to relay with the Russiansā radio tower. But for that to work, you need someone who has both seen their comms room and has access to a super-powered handcrafted radioāā
āDustin,ā you hit his shoulder, urging him to get to the point already. āJust tell him about Cerebro.ā
āI was getting there! Look, we have one already situated at the highest point in Hawkins.ā Your brother shakes his head. āIf you need us to navigate, we got you. But we need a head startā¦ and a car.ā
āHey, chief.ā You stand beside Hopper now, grinning ear to ear. āDonātĀ youĀ have a car?ā
He stares past you, and the rage in his eyes amuses you immensely. Itās taking everything within him not to start yelling, which only causes your shit eating grin to grow. You extend your arm, hold your hand out palm-facing upwards. This is the best day of your life. āCome on, give me the car keys, Hopper.āĀ
Sucking his teeth, Hopper drops the car keys into your hand. āI hate you.ā
Hopper stands in front of you, annoyance and irritability in his eyes as he stares at you, but you donāt care. A surge of warmth cascades through you instead. He listened. It means more to you than the man could ever know. Your arms find their way around him, surprising both you and Hopper, as you pull him into a hug. āThank you for listening to me.ā
āYeah, well. Donāt make me regret it.ā Hopper says, his voice rough. He clears his throat, allows his hand to pat your shoulder. He may not know what youāve gone through, but he thinks he can understand the weight the history has left you. Itās the same weight that he carries every day. The guilt, the anger that follows it. He clears his throat again and pulls you off of him, keeping you at armās length. āDo me a favor, will you? Make sure El and the others are safe.ā
You sniff, wipe away tears. Youāre not sure why youāre crying. āI will, I promise. Good luck, old man.ā
āGood luck, kid.ā He hesitates, still holding your shoulders. His breath hitches and his eyes donāt leave yours. Thereās something in them, almost a certain kindness that once reflected in your fatherās eyes when you were younger. The gaze burns you at first, but you stare back at Hopper through it. After he seems to find what heās looking for, Hopper swallows. He says what Joyce has always said about you; from his conversation with the woman back at Melvaldās. āYouāre the best of them.ā
More tears well in your eyes, but you wipe them away before he can tease you. Hopper releases you, shoves you in a playful manner, and you canāt help but laugh. Itās a warm moment. His words simmer on your skin. Youāve heard them before, you know what people say about you, but the words are different coming from Hopper.Ā
Praise doesnāt come naturally to him. Words have always plagued him; the ones he has just told you hold a weight thatās even heavier than the guilt the two of you carry within yourselves. Youāve known Jim Hopper for three years now, but as you watch him walk over to El, soft smile still on his face from his conversation with you, you finally understand him.Ā
ā
Steve is waiting for you at the fountain, whispering quietly with Robin. The two of them stand off to the side, away from the others. Heās nervous, uncomfortable. He stands with his back away from Jonathan and Nancy, who are a few feet away talking to Murray. His arms are crossed over his chest and his fingers tap together in an anxious tick youāve become familiar with.Ā
The moment he sees you approaching, all the tension in Steveās body melts away.Ā
He grabs your hand the second youāre within reach. Pulling you into his chest, he kisses the top of your head. āAny updates, angel?ā
You hum against him, allowing yourself a moment to bask in his warmth. Itās been a long day. Itāll be an even longer night. āYou know Weathertop hill?ā
āYeah, why?ā
āGood.ā You place Hopperās keys into Steveās hand. āYouāre driving us, then.ā
Robin points at Jonathan, who sneaks glances at the three of you. āDefine āusā. Because, no offense, he seems nice and all, but he keeps looking over at you like a lost puppy and itās making me uncomfortable.ā
āBe nice, heās still my best friend.ā Flicking her forehead, you silently scold Robin. āAnd itās just going to be the three of us with Dustin and Erica. Jonathan and Nancy are taking the rest of the kids to Murrayās bunker. Heās justā¦ Heās worried. Probably wants to make sure he says goodbye to me before we leave.ā
Robin makes a confused face, reminding you that sheās new to all of this. That she hasnāt had to say goodbye to her loved ones every year with the fear of them not returning. You sigh. āItāsā¦ Kinda a tradition, at this point. A final goodbye before all hell breaks loose.ā
āHow many times do you guys almost die on a weekly basis?ā
Steve snorts. āDepends on the month. November seems to be our worst one, though.ā
āAstoundingā¦ā
You leave Steve to deal with Robinās amazement on his own, though you laugh as you walk away. Ever since the events of Willās disappearance, youāve done everything you can to not think about what youāve all been through. However, seeing the bewildered amazement on Robinās face the more you reveal to her, you canāt help but laugh.Ā
Jonathan sees you approaching him and Nancy and steps aside to make room for you. Theyāre still talking to Murray, although the man is more lecturing them than anything. He holds up a bunch of keys, explaining in great detail which one goes into specific locks. Itās dizzying trying to keep track of it all.Ā
Secretly, youāre grateful that youāre going with Steve and the others. Easier key instructions.Ā
āThis one is for the second to last bottom lockāā
āMurray, can I cut in real quick?ā You try to be polite about it, but truly you donāt care whether or not you have the manās permission.Ā
He glares at you. āArenāt you already?ā
āGood point!ā You grab Nancyās and Jonathanās arms and pull them away with a wicked smile on your face. When youāve dragged them far enough away from Murray, you wrap your arms around them both. Jonathan sinks into the unexpected embrace. Nancy stiffens. You try to ignore it. āGet to that old manās bunker safely, please?ā
āOf course, bug.ā Jonathan has wrapped an arm around you. He closes his eyes, his fingers span across your back. āStay at Weathertop, get to safety. Maybe even get some rest while you can.ā
āIāll try, bee.ā Your laugh is wet. This will never get any easier.Ā
Nancy shifts in your embrace, and for a moment youāre afraid sheāll pull away entirely, but instead she surprises you by wrapping an arm around you as well. Her chin is tucked against your neck, she still hasnāt melted into the embrace like Jonathan has, but sheās trying. Lips close to your ear, she whispers, āIāll keep him safe.ā
You suck in a breath. You hadnāt known how desperately you needed to hear Nancyās reassurance, to hear her silent apology. Pulling away from them, you look at Jonathan and Nancy. āI love you. I love youĀ both.ā
Jonathan smiles, the same way he did the night you met him on the Wheelerās porch. Nancy ducks her head down shyly, the same way she did the night she opened the door to let you into her home.Ā
You squeeze their hands one last time before leaving to say goodbye to the others.Ā
Lucas wishes you luck, Will hugs you as tight as ever, and El offers you a partial smile. Sheās still recovering from whatever the monster did to her leg, so you brush some hair out of her face and kiss her head.
āSucks you were down in hell this whole time. Could really go for a brownie right now.ā Mike says, a light in his eyes as Elās head rests in his lap.
You stick your tongue out at him. āSorry, couldnāt find a way to bake while getting chased by Russians with guns.ā
āLame.ā
āGoodbye, Wheeler.ā
Then you turn to Max, who has been silent this entire time. She hugs you tightly when she sees you. āHeāll be okay, right?ā
Your body goes stiff. Somehow, in the midst of Hopper and the others, you had forgotten about Billy. How heās infected. Flayed. It hasnāt escaped your notice that no one seems to want to bring the matter up, either. When it had been Will, everyone had wanted to make sure he wouldnāt die if the gate closed.Ā
But no one has asked the same question for Billy.Ā
Swallowing, you slowly reciprocate Maxās embrace. āWeāllā¦ Weāll find a way. We always do.ā
Though the words arenāt meant to be a lie, you canāt help but feel that youāre breaking an oath when you say them.Ā
āĀ
Steve hadnāt noticed what brand of car the keys belonged to at first. However, the moment his brain recognizes the iconic Cadillac logo on its keychain, he practically starts to drool. A fuckingĀ Cadillac.
It doesnāt take him long to round everyone up and drag you outside.
āI was saying goodbye to Joyce,ā you grumble, struggling to keep up with Steveās quick footsteps.
āItās aĀ Cadillac, Y/N!ā Steve can almost feel the foam pooling around his mouth. His footsteps increase even more, his body vibrating at the knowledge that he gets to drive his dream car. His dad hadnāt wanted to buy him one, said that the BMW was more practical. Reliable. When Steve pushes the mallās front door open and sees the beautiful, timeless car parked perfectly in front of him, he almost collapses. āOh, man, nowĀ thisā¦This is what Iām talkinā about!ā
āāToddfatherā?ā Robin points out the license plate and its horrible name.
You make a face, but Steve doesnāt let her ruin his moment. Heās ecstatic. This is arguably the best thing that has happened to him all day (besides maybe kissing you). For fuckās sake, itās a goddamn Cadillac. āOh, screw Todd! Steveās her daddy now.ā
Steve hops into the carās front seat like a little kid with a toy car. Meanwhile you, Robin, Dustin, and Erica retract your heads in disgust at what heās just said. Robin looks at you, repulsed. āDid he just talk about himself in the third person?ā
Erica follows up with her own creeped out question. āDid he just call himself daddy?āĀ
āIām choosing to ignore him right now.ā You say to both of the girls, pressing a hand to your forehead as you walk to the car. Thereās so much you donāt want to unpack with what Steve has said.Ā
āYou canāt ignore me, Y/N.ā Steve leans over the center counsel and opens the passenger door for you. āWe already established that Iām really annoying.āĀ
āJust take us to Weathertop, please.ā You buckle yourself in and make sure the kids have their seatbelts on as well. When you see that Robin has found herself in the middle seat, you snicker at her. Sheās squished between Dustin and Erica, her knees are pressed uncomfortably to her chest.
āWhy did I get stuck in the middle?ā She complains.
Steve fixes one of the mirrors before revving the engine. As he pulls out of the mallās parking lot, he offhandedly responds, āPassenger seat is reserved for girls Iām dating.ā
Everyone in the backseat gags, and you blush furiously. You and Steve havenāt had the time to talk about your relationship. Or if there evenĀ isĀ a relationship. But heās just referred to you as the girl heās dating. He kissed you yesterday, or was it today?
Time has blurred together, but Steveās hand rests on your thigh as he drives and youāre his girl.Ā
There will be time to talk about all of it later. Youāll make sure of it this time.Ā
Steveās foot presses on the gas, speeding through Hawkins. Neither of you were given an exact time frame from Hopper, but he presses down harder on the pedal and sends the car flying. Thereās music on the radio, doing its best to distract everyone, but your hands are still antsy. Youāre nervous, thereās still so much left unspecified within the plan. Steve notices your fidgeting fingers and removes his hand from your thigh to play with them; heās trying to soothe you.Ā
You intertwine your fingers through his and smile at him. Steve winks back at you, and you admire how lovely he looks as he drives. The moment is broken when Robin shoves her head between the two of you. āWhat the hell is a Cerebro?ā
āItās basically a radio tower that Dustin built for his girlfriend, Suzie.ā You explain to her, voice raised to be heard over the music and wind. āShe lives in Utah.ā
Robin raises an eyebrow, intrigued. She leans back in her seat and pokes Dustinās shoulder. āSuzie must be really special, huh? I mean, if you built this thing and lugged it all the way to the middle of nowhere just to talk to her.āĀ
Your brother preens at this, pleased someone has recognized his romantic efforts. āI mean, nobodyās scientifically perfect, but Suzieās about as close to being perfect as any human could possibly be.ā
āShe sounds made up to me.ā Erica snarks from the backseat. She looks over at Steve, tries to get his opinion. āShe sound made up to you?ā
Steve hesitates for just a fraction of a second too long, and you sigh. Dustin notices it, too. āWhy are you hesitating, Steve?ā
āIāIām not!ā He looks to you for help, but you only shake your head at him. All he had to do was respond promptly. This is his own fault. āIām not hesitating! IāI think she sounds real. You know, totally, absolutely real.ā
āNot really loving your uncertain tone, Steve.ā You say, and Dustin nods in agreement. āSuzie is real. I mean, Iām almost positive that she is.ā
Dustin does a double take at your use of the word āalmostā. Heās about to say something, demand to know why youāre not certain Suzie is real, before he notices that Steve is about to miss the Weathertop turn. āLeft, turn left!ā
āThereās not a road here?ā Steve argues, squinting his eyes in the dark to see whatever the hell the kid is seeing.
Dustin screams at him again to turn, and you only have a second to brace yourself before Steve jerks the wheel. The carās tires screech on the asphalt as your body gets thrown forward. You scream, getting war flashbacks to when youād been in the back of Billyās car as Max had very recklessly driven you and Steve to the tunnels. Somehow, this is so much worse.Ā
The car breaks through a fence and your screaming only intensifies. āWhat the fuck?ā
āHendersons, where are we going?ā Steve screams to you and your brother. Heās desperately trying to keep hold of the steering wheel as the car struggles against the hillsideās grass.Ā
āUp!ā You and Dustin exclaim. One hand clutches the door, the other clutches the seat. The entire car is practically at a ninety degree angle as Steve continues to drive up the hill. Itās bumpy, your head hits the back of the seat more times than you would like, and your heart races.Ā
The car makes a concerning amount of strange noises the further up the hill you drive. Robin clutches her stomach. āWeāre not going to make it!āĀ
āYes we are!ā Steve does everything he can. His foot never leaves the gas. āCāmon, baby. Cāmon!āĀ
āSweet talking the car wonāt help!ā You shriek after a particularly rough bump leaves you nauseous. The poor car strains against the giant hill. The tires, not at all made for off-roading, get caught in the grass.Ā
Steve hits the wheel and curses. āCāmon! Please!ā He presses harder on the gas, but the car comes to a stop. The tires move uselessly against the slick mud underneath.
Ill and desperately wanting to get out of the car, you unbuckle your seatbelt. āWe can walk the rest of the way, Steve.ā He gives you a despaired look, pleading with you to let him continue playing with his new car, but you roll your eyes at him. Youāre five seconds away from vomiting, he can deal with abandoning the car. āThe Toddfather is dead. We can mourn her later.ā
Steve groans but turns the car off as everyone gets out, preparing for the walk ahead. The hill is just as steep as it had been earlier this week when you were with the party. While youāre annoyed you have to walk it again, at least this time itās night and the heat isnāt as suffocating.Ā
When you reach the crest of the hill, Dustin immediately runs to Cerebro. He crouches next to the radio and turns it on. āBald Eagle, do you copy? Bald Eagle, I repeat, this is Scoops Troop, do you copy?ā
Bald Eagle had been your idea.Ā
āScoops Troop?ā You ask your brother.
He nods, proud. āThought of it myself.ā
āNot bad, buddy.ā
Murrayās voice crackles over the walkie. āYes, I copy.ā
Everyone lets out a breath of relief when you hear him. So far, the first phase of the plan seems to be working. Cerebro can reach all the way down to the lair; you can communicate with Hopper and Joyce. So far, so good.
Dustin starts to give Murray the directions heāll need for the vents. You and Steve roam the perimeter of the hill, weary and needing something to do. While youāre far from the Russians below you, you still donāt necessarily feel like youāre out of harmās reach. Robin stays with the kids, figuring itās best to give the two of you some time alone.Ā
You stare out into the view of Hawkins from so high above. Weathertop has always been your favorite spot in the small town. Your first summer in Hawkins, Jonathan had introduced you to the hill; you used to spend all your time up here with him. Youād spend hours running up and down the length of it, giggling and sunkissed. If you stand still enough, you can still hear the laughter in the breeze. You miss Jonathan and being kids with him.Ā
āI havenāt been up here in years.ā Steve stands next to you, voice soft. He stares out into the field as well, admires its beauty the way you are, though really he just wants the excuse to look at you. āForgot how peaceful it was.ā
āI love it here,ā you tell him. āLate in the summer, dandelions appear. They scatter the entire hilltop. I like running through them.ā
āWell, when they start to bloom,ā Steve wraps his arms around your waist, pulls you back into his chest. He presses a soft kiss to your cheek, lingers. He hasnāt held you in so long, his body aches with the weight of yours against it. āWe can run through them together.ā
You smile into the embrace, lean into the kiss, tremble into the words. He will always make you weak. Itās an exhilarating feeling, knowing someone can dismantle every bone in your body with less than six words. āI think Iād like thatāā
From the corner of your eye, you see lights flickering in the distance. They catch your attention, standing out against the black backdrop of the night sky. You shrug Steve off, feeling a tug in your chest to walk closer to the hillās edge. You need to figure out what youāre seeing. With every step you take, the more your vision focuses in on the lights, the more dread fills your body.
Itās the mall. The lights are coming from the mall.Ā
You freeze.Ā
The lights are going haywire, flickering wildly. Itās supposed to be deserted. Jonathan and the others were supposed to have left already, but still your stomach sinks. Something isnāt right.Ā
Steve stumbles after you, confused as to why you pulled away, but when he sees the mall as well, he stills. āWhat theā¦?ā
āThey left. They said they would be gone by now.ā You try to calm yourself down, try to focus on the reasoning. The mall is empty. Itās supposed to be empty. Jonathan promised you he would make it to Murrayās safely. He wouldnāt lie, he would never lie to you.Ā
Robin, Dustin, and Erica come up behind you and Steve. You all stand there at the crest. No one moves, transfixed by what they see. The lights continue to flicker, miles below, impossibly too far away from help.
Someone has toĀ help.
Your feet move, twisting your body to run back to the radio. You need answers. You need to know what the hell is going on, if everyone is safe, and Dustin is right behind you. He falls to the grass in front of the radio and frantically brings it to his lips. āGriswold Family, this is Scoops Troop. Do you copy? Over!ā
He repeats the call over and over, but no one responds. With each passing moment of silence, your panic turns into blind fear. āI repeat, do you copyāā A sudden, horrifyingly familiar screech, one that has haunted your nightmares for years now, rips through the radioās speaker. Itās loud and gruesome and sends ice into your body. Your brotherās concern rivals your own. āGriswold Family, please confirm your safety. Are you enroute to Bald Eagleās nest?ā
Dustin is screaming into the radio at this point, demanding answers, but thereās only snarling on the other side. Your breathing quickens, the edges of your vision blur. Sweat trickles down your neck. You canāt breathe. Jonathan is still at the mall. Mike and Will. Nancy, Max and Lucas.Ā
El.
The Mind Flayer has them.Ā
Steve tries to grab your hand, but youāre blind to it all. In raw desperation, you tear the radio out of Dustinās hands and bring it to your own lips. āJonathan! Nancy! Mike,Ā anyone.ā
Your pleads fill the void of a response in the night air. Steve sits next to you, all he can do is watch as your pleading turns into begging. Your voice cracks, the words scratch your throat. Seeing your white-knuckled grip on the radio, Steve canāt take it anymore.Ā
āCāmon,ā he takes your hand and pulls you up. Numb with fear, your body is limp. You try to fight him, you donāt know why heās pulling you away from the radio when your friends need help, but Steve has made up his mind. He takes the device out of your hands and makes you look at him. āThey need our help.ā
āThatās what Iām trying to do!ā
āY/N, look at me.ā Steve motions to the car, and finally you understand. āWeāre going.ā
Relief threatens to make your knees weak. Too wired from the debilitating combination of fear and helplessness, all you can do is nod at Steve and allow him to guide you down the hill. Dustin and Erica see that youāre leaving and try to stop you. āWhere are you going?ā
āTo get them the hell outta there!ā Steve calls over his shoulder, fumbling through his pocket to retrieve the keys. āStay here, contact the others!ā
Dustin calls out your name, anxious. He doesnāt want you to leave, and you hate that you have to leave him. But right now, he and Erica are as far from danger as physically possible. Weathertop hill is miles away from Starcourt. Right now, Jonathan needs you, and so do the others. Breaking out of Steveās grasp, you run back to your brother and kiss his forehead. āIāll be back, I promise.ā
You run back to the car where Steve awaits, and Robin is quick to follow. She runs after the two of you and catches the walkie that Dustin tosses her. āStay in touch,ā he orders the three of you, still entirely against the whole thing.Ā
āWe will!ā You shout back at him, already crawling into the car. āStay safe, donāt do anything stupid, andĀ stay here.ā
The backdoor closes, Robinās seatbelt clicks into place, then the Cadillacās engine roars to life.
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Your hands won't stop shaking as Steve drives. Nothing he says can reassure you. The car hasnāt gone below seventy miles an hour despite the narrow road, and still it doesnāt feel like it will be enough.Ā
āIām sure theyāre okay.ā Steve tries again to sound convincing, like his hands also donāt shake as he grips the steering wheel. āI mean, they have El. Sheās a superhero.ā
āTotal superhero.ā Robin unhelpfully chimes in. Her own nervousness is on display as she twists her fingers together.Ā
You draw your knees into your chest, trying desperately to make yourself smaller. Youāre terrified for your friends, you shouldāve never split up. The party always does better when itās together. Forcing air into your lungs, you stare out the windshield. āHow much farther?ā
āA minute, maybe even less.ā Steve promises, pressing down even harder on the gas pedal. The engineās roar deafens your ears, and you welcome the distraction.Ā
In the distance you see Starcourtās blinding neon lights. They grow bigger and bigger with every passing second, and you release the breath you had been holding when you see that youāre close. The moment of relief is short lived, however, when you hear gunshots pierce through the night. The sound rings in your eyes and the sight of Nancy firing the gun chokes you.Ā
āThere!ā You point towards where she stands and Steve changes the direction of the car. The tires screech and your body thuds against the door but you donāt care. All you can focus on is Nancy standing in front of Jonathanās car, unmoving as she fires bullet after bullet. Something seems to be wrong with his car, you can hear the engine fail each time he turns the key.
You squint your eyes. At first, you canāt see what Nancy is firing at, but within seconds you see the third car barreling straight towards her at a terrifying speed. In the driverās seat is Billy. āSteve!ā
āI see him!ā He floors it.Ā
The impact knocks all the air out of your body. It all happens so fast. Glass shatters. Metal hits metal. Your body gets thrown, your head roughly hits Steveās shoulder as the car spins out. Your eyes squeeze shut at the momentum. You canāt remember if you scream.Ā
āAre you guys okay?ā Steve asks, panting, as soon as he car comes to a stop. His head is spinning yet the first thing he does is look to see if youāre hurt. Thereās some glass in your hair, but for the most part there isnāt a scratch on you, which heās thankful for.Ā
āAsk me tomorrow?ā Robin stares blankly ahead, still trying to process whatās just happened.Ā
It takes a few moments for you to come to. Your ears are ringing. Your neck aches from being thrown so suddenly to the left. āLetās never do that again.ā
āAgreedā¦ā Robin swallows, but quickly her mouth goes dry. āOh, shit.ā
You follow her line of sight and nearly throw up. The Mind Flayer crawls over the mall and releases a thundering screech, and the size of it alone makes you want to cry. Itās huge, bigger than anything youāve ever seen before.Ā
A car honks behind you, breaking you from your terror. Your head whips around, finding Nancy in the passenger seat of Jonathanās car. āGet in!ā
Quickly the three of you scramble out of the wrecked car. There isnāt room in any of the passenger seats, so you yank the trunk door open and scream at Robin and Steve to crawl in. Itās a tight fit, you have to press your back against Steveās chest, but itāll have to do.Ā
As soon as the trunk is closed, Jonathan steps on the gas. Youāre thrown further into Steveās chest and Robin, who sits in front of you, lets out a quiet yelp when she sees the Mind Flayer chasing after the car, not far behind. Seeing this as well, Jonathan takes a rough turn and everyone in the car tries to brace for the rest of the ride.Ā
āAre you okay, bug?ā Jonathan shouts over his shoulder, eyes still on the road.
āFine and dandy,ā you pick a piece of glass out of your hair. Steve helps, carefully combing through your hair as well. The Mind Flayer screams, tries to lunge at the car, and your heart skips a beat. You try to distract yourself. āI crash cars every day. How about you guys, what brought yāall out here tonight?ā
āBilly.ā Everyone in the car says in unison.
You wince. āItās always him, isnāt it?ā
No one answers. Your quips donāt land. Robin hasnāt looked away from the Mind Flayer yet, Steve doesnātĀ wantĀ to look at it. Jonathan stares at the road ahead of him and Nancy flinches every time the Mind Flayerās body thuds against the earth. The rest of the kids are silent, the echoes of its footfalls pounding against their eardrums.Ā
Itās grim in the car. Really fucking grim.Ā
āDusty-bun, you copy?ā A girlās voice comes through over the radio. Itās not a voice you recognize; never in your life have you heard anyone besides your own mother refer to your brother as Dusty-bun.
Steveās bewildered expression matches your own. Then Dustinās voice crackles through the radio, and your bewilderment turns into relief. At least your brother is far away from whatever the hell is chasing you right now. āI copy, Suzie-poo. It sounds much better now, thanks.āĀ
āSuzie,ā Steve and Robin breathe out at the same time. You smile at them, smug. They had their doubts, but you were almost certain she had been real. Serves them right.Ā
The nickname Dustin has for his girlfriend, however, is awful. āāSuzie-pooā? Thatās the best nickname he couldāve come up with?ā
āI like bee, better.ā Jonathan agrees.
Steve scoffs. āHoney has a nicer ring to it.ā
āBoth of you shut up!ā You donāt have time for their weird āmy horse is bigger than yoursā competition. Dustinās started speaking over the radio again and youāre trying to listen in case itās important. Heās asking Suzie whether she knows what Planckās constant is, and you have no idea how any of this is relevant to the situation at hand.Ā
āOkay, so I know it starts with two sixes, and then aā¦ā Dustinās voice trails off. Apparently this Planck thing is a number, one he canāt seem to remember. āW-What is it?ā
āOkay, let me just be clear on this.ā The tone of Suzieās voice makes you pity your brother. Itās an angry tone, annoyed and fed up. Whatever sheās about to say, it wonāt be pretty. āI havenāt heard from you in a week, and now you want a mathematical equation that you should know so you canā¦ save the world?ā
You whistle, commending the girlās sense of self worth. āSheās got a point.āĀ
Dustin pleads with her, promising that heāll make it up to Suzie as soon as he can. You feel a bit bad for him, honestly. He reallyĀ hadĀ been trying to contact her ever since he got home from camp. How was he supposed to know his week would end up being dominated by Russians?
āYou can make it up to me now.ā Suzieās voice lowers a frightening octave. You have no idea what sheās about to say, and a large part of you wants to throw the radio out the window before youāre forced to find out.Ā
āWhat?ā Dustin sounds frightened as well, which doesnāt make you feel any better.Ā
āI want to hear it.ā
Horror fills you. Itās worse. So much worse than you ever couldāve imagined. You knowĀ exactlyĀ what Suzie wants from Dustin. āOh, noā¦ He told her.ā
āTold her what?ā Steve asks you, confused by this entire ordeal. Dustin and Suzie argue in the background. Sheās insistent and your brother tries his best to convince her otherwise.Ā
Jonathanās eyes meet Steveās in the rearview mirror, mischief in them. āTheater camp.ā
āJonathan Byers, I will hurt you!ā You hiss at him, utterly mortified. Sometimes you despise the fact that heās your closest friend. He knows far too much about you.Ā
Steve has so many questions, but he forgets all of them when Dustin starts to sing. āTurn around, look at what you see.ā
His voice is clear and beautiful, a testament to the countless hours the two of you were forced to endure in vocal lessons. When you were younger and still living in Virginia, your mother made you and your brother attend a musical theater camp every summer. She loved having you guys perform little shows for her around the house. Said your voices were like angels to listen to.Ā
The day you and Dustin moved to Hawkins, you both swore to never tell anyone about the camp. The secret wouldĀ dieĀ with you.Ā
Jonathan only knows about it because your mom had him video tape Christmas carols a few years ago (like the traitor that he is). It had taken several batches of cookies, numerous pleas, and a handful of threats to ensure he wouldnāt tell anyone what he saw.Ā
āIn her face, the mirror of your dreams.āĀ Dustinās melodic voice floats through the car. The song had been one the two of you sang frequently at camp, its verses simple yet fun to sing together.Ā
Steve and Robin share a look of disbelief. Theyāve completely forgotten about the Mind Flayer still chasing after the car. Suzie, a surprisingly good singer as well, now joins Dustin. They sing together, in a sweet, childish way. You canāt help but sing along, harmonizing with them.Ā
Everyone in the car looks at you as if youāre insane, but youāre too tired and exhausted to care. Youāve had the weirdest two days of your goddamn life. Sue you for singing along. Itās a good song.Ā
That, or maybe youāre just delirious from dehydration.
After a minute or so, the song comes to a close, and youāre almost saddened by that. Youāve missed singing with your brother. You make a mental note to bug him about it later. āPlanckās constant is 6.62607004.ā
Dustin laughs into the radio, happy that Suzie finally revealed the number. āYou just saved the world!ā
āGosh, I miss you, Dusty-bun.ā
The two continue to go back and forth with their baby talk, which you cringe at. Itās disgusting to overhear, although you guess you understand now why Dustin hates being around you and Steve. Youāll apologize to him later.Ā
Dustinās voice cuts off unexpectedly, which you assume is Ericaās doing. Youāll also thank her later. The car goes quiet again. No one knows what to follow Dustinās impromptu performance with.Ā
āSo, theater camp, huh?ā Steve finally breaks the silence, squeezing you gently in his arms as he teases.Ā
āTellĀ anyoneĀ and I swear Iāllāā The Mind Flayer suddenly turns around, catching your attention. It runs away, back towards the mall. It doesnāt make any sense. Everyone is here, in the car. It only wants El. Unease twists your stomach. You lean forward and look at who is in the car. When you see Will and Lucas in the seat in front of you, you panic. āWhere are the others?ā
Youāre practically crawling over the seat to try and get to Jonathan and Nancy. āWhereās Max and El? Where the hell is Mike?ā
Nancy tries to distance herself from your anger. āWe got separated, but theyāreātheyāre fine. We had to guide the Mind Flayer away from the mallāā
āSo youĀ leftĀ them?ā
āWe didnāt really have much of a choice, Y/N!ā Nancy screams back at you now, insulted that you truly believe she would ever leave her brother behind willingly. She wouldnāt do that. She knows that you know this.Ā
āItās going back for them! It fucking turned around, canāt you see that? We need to follow it,Ā now!āĀ
āY/Nāā
āTurn. Around.ā
āSteve, sit Y/N back down!ā Jonathanās yell cuts in between you and Nancy. Youāre about to start spewing curses at him, but Steveās arms are strong and force you back into his lap. Youāre livid. āHold on!āĀ
Jonathan knows youāre right. He tightens his hold on the steering wheel and stomps on the brakes. The car spins, he twists the wheel, controls it as best as he can, before he steadies the vehicle and accelerates back towards the mall.Ā
āĀ
When you get to the mall, Lucas announces that he has a plan.Ā
āFireworks have an insane amount of gunpowder in them.ā He explains to the group, waving around a handful of fireworks he left in the trunk. Youāre all carrying some as you run through the mallās parking lot. āIf we tie them together, we can mimic the damage of dynamite.ā
āThink itāll be enough to kill the Mind Flayer?ā Nancy asks, hesitant.
āIf we throw them from above, yeah!ā
You kiss Lucasā cheek, only barely managing not to trip over your feet as you run. āI think youāre a genius, Sinclair.ā
Inside the mall, everyone quickly sets the fireworks up. Faintly you can hear the Mind Flayer lurking somewhere, its roars echoing throughout the building, but it hasnāt found you guys yet. Lighters get passed around, fireworks get messily taped together, groups are divided in an attempt to cover the most ground. Jonathan with Nancy. Will with Lucas. You and Steve with Robin.
Youāre taping together the last of your fireworks when you look down over the railing. You almost drop the fireworks in your hand when you see Billy hovering over El. Heās so much bigger than she is. Sheās hardly even visible beneath him. Your stomach churns. āHeās here.ā
Thuds shake the ground. The Mind Flayer descends from the rooftop and crawls over to where Billy has placed El. Its mouth opens, preparing for the kill, and Lucas throws the first firework. āFlay this, you ugly piece of shit!ā
Bursts of light collide into the monster. It hisses, turns to face the direction the firework was thrown, and Lucas throws another into its mouth.Ā
Smoke begins to fill the air. The whistle of the rockets sting your ears. The light blinds you. Itās loud and messy and fireworks rain down upon the monster. Everyone throws the bundles they have, and yet still you hesitate. Billyās eyes flash through your mind. How the red in them overtook the icy blue. The sweat that poured from his face. The cruelty that seeped through his skin.Ā
Itās horrible whatās happened to him. He didnāt deserve to become a pawn in this maddening game.Ā
But someone has to end it. You breathe in, relax your body, and bring your lighter to the first firework. Its heat licks at your skin as you release it into the air. You hit the side of its body, sending the Mind Flayer stumbling back.Ā
āHey, asshole. Over here!ā Steve throws a firework and its blasts almost scorches the two of you. Itās dangerous, stray fireworks threaten to crash into everyone, but the plan seems to be working. With every hit the Mind Flayer takes, the more he weakens.Ā
Your thumb burns as you light fireworks over and over again. The motion is repetitive, just enough to keep the fear in you at bay. Itās deafening within the mall. Itās exhilarating. Itās dizzying. Reds, blues, yellows, greens all light up the sky.Ā
Distantly, through the haze of smoke, you watch as the fireworks affect Billy as well. He cowers each time the Mind Flayer gets hit, but it also seems to enrage him as well. He grabs Elās wounded leg and drags her closer to the monster.
Helplessly you wish you were down there with El, helping her. However, all you can do is continue throwing fireworks in a crazed attempt to save the ones you love. You scream with every throw, exerting all your strength to throw them as far as you physically can. But youāre quickly running out of ammunition.Ā
āDustin, weāre out of time!ā Steve screams into the walkie, breath heaving with soot on his face.Ā
Your brother screams back, pleading with Hopper to close the gate. No one answers him, and you hold back exhausted sobs as you throw the remaining fireworks. They wonāt be enough. Someone has to close the gate, sever any connection the Upside Down has to your world. Itās the only way any of you are making it out alive.Ā
Yet it remains open, and Billy has now crawled back on top of El.Ā
She seems to be saying something to him, but in the cloud of smoke and explosions you canāt be sure. Robin helps you light the last firework, Steve aims it, and youāre numb to it all. He throws it, it explodes into a shower of purple. Its ashes scatter around Billy, singes his back, and you see now that heās stopped moving.Ā
āThat was the last one!ā Robin shouts over the screams of the fireworks. Steve runs a hand through hair and curses. There isnāt anything else the three of you can do.
You run to the railing and look around, feverish to find any way to help. Jonathan catches your eye from across the plaza. He looks just as distraught as you are. Your palm hits against the metal of the railing in frustration. There has to beĀ something. Then you see Max and Mike below, standing on the outskirts of where Billy and El are, all alone.Ā
āIām going down!ā You scream to Robin and Steve. You have to get down there. Someone has to be with them. Theyāre too close to the fire and explosions and monsters.Ā
āY/N, waitāā Steve tries to stop you, but you plead with him.Ā
āSteve, I need you to trust me.ā Thereās a raw, overwhelming feeling within you that something bad is about to happen. You canāt shake it, the feeling of loss being inevitable frightens you. For three years now youāve saved everyone, done everything right. For three years, youāve gotten lucky. You donāt know how to explain all of this to Steve, the fear that has followed you ever since you first intercepted the Russian code. āPlease.ā
Maybe itās the way you say it. Maybe itās the tears that stream down your face as you look at him. Whatever the reason may be, Steve reluctantly lets go of you. Endlessly thankful for him, your hands cradle his face as you kiss him. He makes a cute, surprised noise, and you wish more than anything that you can bask in the warmth of his lips, but you canāt.Ā
You force yourself to pull away. āIāll be back, take care of the others.ā
And then youāre gone.Ā
Footsteps echoing against the walls of the mall, you run down the stairs and straight towards Max and Mike. They hear you approach and suddenly theyāre both in your arms. They hold onto you tightly, none of you can tear your eyes away from the scene in front of you. Billy slowly stands up and away from El. His movements are labored as he walks in front of the Mind Flayer, blocking its path to her.Ā
They stand, face to face, unmoving. Predator against prey. Your heart pounds in your throat as you watch, too scared to move. In an almost imperceptible velocity, the Mind Flayer extends its claws.Ā
Billy raises his arms, stopping the monster from piercing through El, protecting her. āNo!ā A guttural, animalistic scream tears apart his vocal chords. He screams, over and over again, as the Mind Flayer struggles against him.Ā
Max freezes in your arms, you feel her choke on her gasp.Ā
Everything happens slowly after that.Ā
The first claw that penetrates Billyās side.Ā
The second one that cuts through his other side.Ā
Then the third one, the fourth and the fifth and the sixth. They pierce through his skin, sink into the flesh. His body goes limp as heās suspended into the air. The Mind Flayer hisses down at him, its teeth bared, and Billy, who has never been afraid, screams in the face of death as the monster fatally punctures his chest.Ā
Everything stops.
āBilly!ā You will never forget the pain in Maxās scream. It will become yet another sound that haunts your nightmares.Ā
As you stand there with a paralyzed Max in your arms, the Mind Flayer drops Billyās body onto the ground. He lands with a sickening thud. The Mind Flayerās body crashes into the walls, it convulses, spasms, leaving destruction in its wake. Then, all together, it stills and falls to the ground.
The gate has been closed.Ā
Mike tears himself from your arms and runs over to El. He pulls her into a hug and she begins to sob. You and Max walk numbly over to them, neither of your eyes leave Billyās bleeding body. He shudders weakly where he lays, a pool of blood encasing his body.Ā
āBilly?ā Max knees next to him. Sheās crying, she doesnāt know what to do. Thereās so muchĀ blood. āBilly, get up. Please, Billy. Get up,Ā please.ā
You kneel next to her, at her side through it all.Ā
Blood pours from Billyās mouth. He coughs and the wet sound only makes Max cry harder. He looks up at you, his eyes are finally blue again. āTalking to youā¦ sweetheart.ā
But if you need anyone to talk to, about anything, come find me, okay?
Those had been your last words to him.Ā
āBillyā¦ā He had tried to find you. He had been lost and scared and alone. He didnāt know what had been happening to him, why his anger became venom. A sob is wrenched from your mouth. He had been all alone, and he had tried to find you.
Billy coughs again, more blood leaks from his wounds. With the last of his strength, he turns his head to Max. āIām sorryā¦ā His chest heaves in pain, he labors two final breaths, before his chest falls entirely. It doesnāt rise again.Ā
Max shakes his shoulders, uncaring for the wounds there. She shakes him, begs and pleads with him to wake up, but his body remains lifeless. She lets out one final, anguished sob. āBilly.āĀ
She buries her face in your chest and sobs. You hold her, El joins. The girl tries to soothe Max, she tries to keep you together, but you break as well.Ā
You cry for the boy Billy had once been. Max had told you stories from before. How he would drive her to the skate park, scare off any older boy who tried to taunt her. She told you about how he used to love surfing in California, before his mom had left them and his dad became violent.Ā
Max told you about how kind Billy had once been, she knows he used to be kind. How she could see it in him still, hiding the bruises from his father to not scare her. To make her feel safe in their own home even if he intimidated her as well; it was the violence in him that was created by a monster far more vile than the Mind Flayer.Ā
You cry for Max, too young to lose such a complicated loved one. You know the pain better than anyone else. How it hurts to grieve them, how it makes you feel pathetic to miss someone who has only hurt you, but the tenderness of knowing them tethers you to it all. Billy had been her brother. There is no greater tether than that.Ā
You cry because you loved and have lost. You will blame yourself for having not said anything about Billyās off behavior. You had seen the first signs of what the Mind Flayer did to him. He had been stranded on the side of the road, bloodied and bruised, blue eyes darker than normal, and you had done nothing except tell him to come find you.Ā
And then you had left him.Ā
Billy Hargrove died alone.
You and Max will share the burden of this guilt.Ā
āĀ
Jonathan finds you first, then Steve. Youāre on the floor, kneeling with Max in your arms, two broken pieces finding solace in the other. Billyās body lies next to you, neither you nor Max can bear to look at it.Ā
āIām sorry, Iām sorry, Iām sorry,ā theyāre the only words you can say to the girl.Ā
Max clutches your arms around her and her tears soak your shirt. El and Steve try to coax her out of your arms, but she doesnāt move. She refuses to let go of you, though she allows Jonathan to drape his arms over you and hold you as your own sobs echo within the mall.Ā
Nancy and the others join. They leave a wide berth around the dead body before them. Nancy sees that youāre in no condition to guide, so she takes over for you. She instructs Steve and Lucas to take Max from your arms so that they can stand the two of you up. The fire from the wreckage is quickly spreading and youāll need to evacuate soon.
āItās okay, bug. Youāre okay.ā Jonathan whispers in your ear, one hand delicate on your arm. Steveās hands rest upon your other arm, and together the two of them are able to get you onto your feet.Ā
Your body shakes, grief sits heavily upon your chest. Steveās eyes never leave your weak frame.Ā
Itās all a blur after that.Ā
Firefighters break through the mall and evacuate the building. Nancy and Jonathan do all the talking. Someone, you think itās Steve, carefully guides you through the maze of burning rubble and bodies. Itās raining outside and the soft thunder almost drowns out the drone of the helicopters that swarm the building.Ā
There are ambulances amongst the military trucks and youāre shoved into one by a concerned medic. The woman explains to you that youāre in shock, that your body is in a state of perpetual flight. She allows Steve to sit and stay with you only after sheās finished patching up his split lip and bruised eye.Ā
āItās going to take some time to heal,ā the medic explains to you. Sheās soft spoken, maternal, and in your numb state she reminds you of your mother. āYou kids went through a lot tonight.ā
Time.Ā
It always goes back to time.Ā
Steve rubs your back and kisses the top of your head every few minutes. You rest your head against his shoulder, body pressed against his, a blanket draped around both of your shouldersā. Neither of you say anything. His hand on your back is warm, it unthaws the ice that the shock has left behind. His touch grounds you, keeps you afloat.Ā
A car pulls up in the distance and its doors slam. Your eyes drift up, finding Joyceās as she stumbles through the crowd of armed soldiers and firefighters. She stumbles around, lost in some haze that clouds her once shining face. Joyce looks around in concern, trying to find her sons, and somehow you know, even before her face crumbles when she sees you, that something terrible has happened.
Her eyes meet yours.Ā
Hopper isnāt with her.
Will rushes towards his mother and almost knocks her down with how hard he hugs her. Joyce clings onto him and breaks into heartwrenching, bone crushing, sobs. You can hear her from where you sit with Steve, you can feel the weight of her loss like thickened water in your lungs.Ā
In the other ambulance next to you, El, who had been resting in Mikeās lap, stands up when she sees Joyce. She walks towards the woman as she embraces her son. Though El faces away from you, standing alone in the middle of the parking lot, the way her shoulders shake as she begins to fall apart indicates the remnants of her childhood have died tonight.
āHopperās dead.ā Theyāre the first words youāve spoken all night. Your voice is hoarse from disuse and the words echo, taunting you.Ā
Steve doesnāt say anything, only a heavy sigh leaves his body.Ā
There were three deaths tonight. Billy, Hopper, and Elās childhood. One for every year you got lucky. The fear that had been creeping through the back of your mind finally presents itself to you. It manifests in the humid July air and it laughs at you. Saving Will, closing the gate, destroying the Mind Flayer. They were debts needed to be fulfilled, and they were paid for tonight.
You see Max and Robin sitting on a stretcher across from you. Max also hasnāt said anything all night, lost in her own grief and remorse. Joyce still sobs in Willās arms. El grieves alone, mourning the closest thing sheās ever had to a father.Ā
You see Jonathan and Nancy whispering quietly to one another in another ambulance. They share a blanket like you do with Steve, but Nancyās eyes are sunken in and Jonathanās face is pale. Lucas and Mike sit together, too exhausted to say anything.Ā
Youāre all bleeding or burned or bruised and youāre tired.Ā
āSometimesā¦ā Your voice cracks, tears threaten to silence you, and you force yourself to breathe in. Force yourself to focus, to get the words out. Theyāre important, somehow, even if you donāt know why. āSometimes it feels like Iāve used up all my luck.ā
Steve draws small circles into your ribcage. His fingers catch on the raised skin, the scar from when you saved his life last year. āLuck?ā
āWhen Will went missingā¦ It was pure luck that I found him. Brought him back home.ā You werenāt supposed to have been with the kids when they found El. You were lucky that night, it was luck that threw you into the middle of it all. āIt was luck that saved Will last year, too. Those tunnelsā¦ā Your body shivers at the memory. It had been so cold down there, the smell of the damp earth is a scent you will never forget. āAnd now Iāā
Your words catch in your throat. Steveās body presses against yours, he waits for you, patient. When your voice returns, you try again. āAnd now Iā¦ Iām not sure how I feel.ā
āWhyās that, angel?ā Steve listens, he tries to understand. āI mean, the Mind Flayer is gone. We won.ā
You saved Hawkins. You savedĀ El. You know this, and it should be enough, but it isnāt. āAll the deaths that took place tonight stain everything.ā
Elās father is dead. Joyce had come so close to loving again. Max no longer has someone to call a brother. Billy, who endured so much hurt when he was a child, never got the chance to experience kindness when he grew up.Ā
Billy never got the chance to become good, not like you did. You were lucky to have even become kind again in the first place. It had taken years to turn the hurt from your childhood into empathy. You had a mother who called you her sweet girl even when you screamed horrible insults at her. You had a brother who held your hand through the anger that your father left behind. You had a best friend who taught you that not everyone leaves. There had been people who loved you, who were gentle, who showed you that anger can be turned into something soft.Ā
But all Billy ever knew in his life was violence and cruelty. It isnāt fair.Ā
āMy entire life Iāve been lucky,ā your chest constricts as you confess everything to Steve. All your fear, the doubt, the insecurity. āNow itāit feels like Iāve used up all my luck.ā Your fingers find Steveās, a mind of their own as your body seeks the solace only he can bring. He doesnāt know that heās the reason you believe youāve had more luck than anyone else in their life. āIā¦ I was lucky to have met you, to become your friend, someone you trust. How could I possibly have any luck left over after everything weāve been through together?ā
Everything burns in Steve. He understands what youāre trying to say, he does, but he doesnāt agree. Steve hooks the pad of his fingertip underneath your chin and coaxes your head up, he wants you to look at him as he speaks. He needs you to hear him. ToĀ understand. āWell, thatās where youāre wrong.ā
You wipe your eyes, uncomfortable under Steveās open and earnest gaze. āIām wrong?ā
He hums, strokes a finger from the dip of your cheek up to the crest of your brow. He admires you, memorizes the skin beneath his. āYouāve taught me a lot of things, but youāre wrong about that luck theory of yours. See, I have my own theory that you can never run out of luck if you love, and you taught me that to love and be loved is the luckiest thing a person can give and receive.ā
Steve remembers the first day he ever saw you. Heād been thirteen, you had been twelve. He remembers how small you looked to him, yet lovely nonetheless, even back then. You had always been so lovely to Steve, kind, delicate, admirable.Ā
Your eyes stare into Steveās and he remembers the first day he spoke to you. The squeal of your bike tires as you almost crashed into his car. The way the setting sun cast you in a golden glow in the ditch you landed in as Steve offered you his hand. How, the moment you laughed at what he said, he felt breathless.Ā
You smile at Steve now, the same smile all those years ago, the smile he saw when he was thirteen and believed in knights and dragons. Now, at eighteen, you smile at Steve and he believes in fates that attach people to one another and mold them into one being.Ā
āAnd Iām lucky enough to be able to love you, angel.āĀ
Steveās words cut through you. Theyāre the good that remind you of the light of the sun that follows the dark of the night. Itās almost like an awakening, a slow remembering, how can someone run out of luck if they love with everything within them?
You see Mike now consoling El. Sheās in pain, but Mike bears the hurt with her. You see Jonathan and Nancy sleep soundly against each other, safe in the otherās arms. Lucas holds Maxās hand as Robin cracks a joke that gets the young girl to laugh. Will strokes his fingers through his motherās hair, offering her love that only a son can.Ā
Even while there is so much grief and pain within this world, the love that follows overwhelms it.
Steve stares down at you, eyes soft with contentedness. There isnāt a pressure behind them, he doesnāt need you to say anything to him. Heās simply happy to have you in his arms, to have you with him now, to remind him of how lucky he is, and youāre so full of love for him.Ā
āIām lucky enough to be able to love you, too, sweet honey.ā
Steve Harrington smiles the boyish smile that you fell for long before you knew what love even was, and he kisses you. He breathes you in, he has you right where he wants you.Ā
You finally,Ā finally, have come home.Ā
āĀ
Time passes slowly afterwards; you take it one day at a time.Ā
After the mall burns down, your job is practically all but saved. Itās a small, bittersweet thing. Mrs. Waters had told you the news with her own bittersweet smile, mourning her dear friend Mrs. Driscoll who died in the fire. She will never know the truth, that the woman had become part of an army created by a monster.Ā
āBut at least Doris would be happy that I still have my store,ā the woman said as she stacked books with you at the counter. It had only taken you two days before finding yourself falling back into old habits. Your mother had wanted you to stay home for the rest of the summer, but Bookstrordinary has always been a second home to you, and you couldnāt bear the silence in the house. Mrs. Waters sighed sadly, looking down. āI miss her.ā
āIām sorry, Mrs. Waters.ā You squeezed her hand, mourned with her.
Hopperās funeral took place a week after Starcourt burned down. The entire town showed up, something that you know the old man wouldāve hated, and he was crowned Hawkinsā hero. You spent the ceremony in the very back, holding Elās hand, so that the two of you wouldnāt be seen.
Billyās funeral was a few days after Hopperās. Max sat alone at the front of the church, Billyās father had been too drunk to attend and her mother couldnāt get the time off of work. After the ceremony, the girl silently followed you into your car and spent the rest of the day at Bookstrordinary with you. She hadnāt wanted to go home to an empty house, and you understood the feeling.Ā
Max spends most of her summer with you at the store after that. Some days she helps restock the shelves, singing along to your set of tapes, bright and cheery. But some days sheās quiet, sits in a corner and pretends to read whatever you hand her. El stops by the store sometimes, too. You read comics to her, bake her the oatmeal raisin cookies she loves so much, and gossip about Mike and Lucas if Max is having one of her good days.Ā
During the first week you bake Joyceās favorite muffins, the second week you bake her brownies. You offer her a shoulder to cry on every time you stop by the Byers home, you reminisce over Hopper and his disdain for you; she appreciates everything you do.Ā
Steve spends every single day with you, it doesnāt matter where you are. Without a job, he follows you everywhere. Whether youāre at work, at home, even at Jonathanās or Nancyās, heās always able to find you with Robin right behind him. Nancy thinks the newfound trio is bizarre, but Jonathan canāt help but laugh whenever he sees Robin talking your ear off while Steve follows you around like a moth to a flame.
Together, you all try to heal.
Two weeks pass and youāre woken up by the ringing of your phone.Ā
āHello?ā Annoyance seeps through your greeting. Youāve only just managed to fall asleep, the nightmares at bay for once.Ā
āCome outside, angel.ā
His voice wakes you up, the annoyance now replaced with confusion. āSteve?ā
āWear something warm, okay?ā
āWhatā?ā He hangs up, the line disconnects, and youāre completely taken aback by the phone call. You didnāt make any plans with Steve tonight, at least not any that you can recall. He had spent the day with you at work, ate dinner with you and your family, before watching a movie with Dustin and going home.Ā
Youāre not entirely sure why heās called you at nearly two in the morning to come outside, but you listen anyways. On your desk chair lays the cardigan Steve bought you for Christmas, his initials stitched into the sleeve. Sliding it over your shoulders, you quickly put it on before climbing through your window.
Steveās car is parked two houses from yours, headlights off. Thereās music faintly playing that can be heard through the window, and a familiar melody has you running to get inside. āThe Beatles?ā
They were the band that you and your dad used to listen to. His fingers would strum their songs on his guitar as the two of you sat side by side on the front porch of your childhood home. He would hum the words to you. Told you that you should know aboutĀ realĀ music.Ā
When your dad left, he took the music with him.
Jonathan had tried to get you into his favorite artists. The Smiths, David Bowie, the Clash. He would sit you down in his room and play their songs over his record player and watch your reactions. While the music was good, and youāve come to love them because the artists reminded you of Jonathan, it was never the same as listening to the Beatles with your dad during early July mornings.Ā
Then one night, when you and Steve had been driving around Hawkins, a Beatles song began to play over the radio. Unknowing of your history with the band, Steve started to hum along the same way your dad would do, and it was finally then that music was brought back into your life.
āWhat, I donāt get a hello?ā Steve is smiling ear to ear, seeing the flushed joy on your face and the cardigan you wear.Ā
You throw your body over the center console and hug him. āHi, honey.ā
As he drives, Steve is unusually quiet. His initial smug greeting upon your arrival is quickly overshadowed by a shy demeanor. Steveās fingers fidget on the steering wheel, his foot taps against the carās floor. The Beatles play softly within the car and somewhere along the route you find that the wooded scenery starts to look familiar.
Heās driving you to Loverās Lake.
āWhy are we heading towards the lake?ā You ask Steve, but he pretends not to hear you. Instead, he turns the radio up and sings along to Paul McCartney. Your eyes wander to the backseat and notice a small box nestled against the leather.Ā
A few minutes later Steve parks the car and wordlessly the two of you get out. Itās dark, the moon reflects off the lakeās water. Crickets sing in the air and the waves lap at the shore. Itās a beautiful night, the July heat is masked by the nightās breeze; your cardigan keeps you warm.Ā
Lost in admiring the view, you donāt notice that Steve has left your side until he returns with a picnic basket. The box you saw earlier is tucked underneath his arm. You tilt your head at him, quizzically. āWhat are you planning, Harrington?ā
Steve grabs your hand. āYouāll see.ā
He leads you down to the lakeās edge where the water meets the sand. Thereās a trail that Steve once found when he was nine. It had been during the last fishing trip he had ever taken with his dad. The man commanded him to hook the worm and Steve cried. Embarrassed and ashamed, Steve had run towards where the sand met the woods and found a meadow hidden within it.Ā
There are flowers in full bloom within the meadow, and you gasp when you see their vibrant pinks and blues. The flowers are delicate yet their stems are long. Steve sets the picnic basket down and pulls a blanket out from it. He sets it onto the grass and lays down, motioning you to join him.Ā
The stars are clear tonight, shining bright above the two of you. They almost seem to wink at you as you lay side by side with Steve. His hand is in yours, as it always is these days, and with only the stars as his witness, Steve whispers into your ear, āThank you for staying.ā
His breath warms your neck, and you know, without having to ask, what heās thanking you for. Your promise to him last year, that youād wait for him. He hadnāt been ready. The timing of it all wouldnāt have been right, but you knew, even back then, that youād wait forever for Steve Harrington if it meant youād receive even half of his love.Ā
Take your time, Iāll be here.Ā
āIt was the easiest thing Iāve ever done.ā The words come easily to you, raw with truth and vulnerability.Ā
A soft sigh escapes Steve. He turns his head to you, eyes finding yours, and youāve never seen such tenderness within him. He opens his mouth, sighs out the words youāve longed to hear again since that night at Starcourt. āI love you.ā
āI love you, too.ā You donāt think youāll ever tire of saying those three words to him. Thereās so much love within you, so much youāve ached to give out ever since you were a little girl, and now you finally can.Ā
Steve kisses you with a softness that releases a sigh from your own lips, and you know heās wholly, truly, yours now. With a swift motion, Steve places himself on top of you as you kiss. His weight presses down on you, one hand cups your cheek and the other steadies him. His hair tickles your face, his cologne clouds your brain, and the sweet taste of July honey coats your tongue.Ā
Minutes, maybe even hours, pass as you kiss Steve. Itās lazy, no sense of urgency as your lips move against his. Itās warm, itās soft. Eventually he manages to pull himself away from you, heās brought you here for other reasons tonight.Ā
āHold on, I got you something.ā Steve fixes his hair, clears his throat, and pulls out a container from the basket. He reveals a freshly baked loaf of banana bread on a beautiful glass plate. Thereās a small, lopsided candle on top of it.
āYou came prepared tonight,ā you tease him, still breathless from the kisses and love.
āMy mom did, actually. Sheās the one who made this.ā You sit up and look at Steve, wide eyed. He laughs at you, finding your stunned reaction endearing. āRelax, angel. She really wanted to bake you something, and I had to make up for allowing Russians to ruin your seventeenth birthday, didnāt I?āĀ
Words escape you. Steveās mom made you banana bread, a woman you have still yet to meet, though youāve only heard fond stories about. She hadĀ insistedĀ on doing this kind thing for you.Ā
Steve lights the candle and holds the plate up for you. āCāmon, make a wish, Y/N.ā
You close your eyes, smiling, and the wish comes easily to you.
For time to stay like this, forever.
You blow the candle out, Steve cuts the banana bread, and you take turns feeding it to one another. The dessert is delicious, freshly baked and still warm. Itās sweet and nostalgic and everything you could ever ask for.Ā
When youāve finished eating, Steve claps his hands. āAlright, now onto theĀ realĀ event of the night!āĀ
You raise an eyebrow. āWhat, the kissing wasnāt enough?ā Steve makes a panicked noise and you laugh at him. āI was teasing, honey.ā
āYou terrify me,ā he huffs, before revealing a box from behind him, the very same one youāve been curious about all night.Ā
āI aspire to be terrifying,ā you stick your tongue out at Steve before turning the box over in your hands. Itās light, lighter than you expected. āIs this my gift youāve been bragging about?ā For months leading up to your birthday, Steve had been boasting about this amazing gift he had thought of, how he had convinced the party to help him.Ā
āOpen it and find out.ā Thereās a glint in Steveās eyes, yet you also see the shyness return as well. Heās nervous to see your reaction, he wants more than anything to have gotten this right.Ā
You roll your eyes at him but open the box. It isnāt wrapped like your other gifts from Steve have been. Instead the box is made of a dark oak, and its lid opens with a soft click. The silver catches your attention first. Itās a small chain with two silver ovals on opposite sides. In between the two ovals is a collection of charms.Ā
āIs thisā¦?ā The charms are all roughly the same size, but each vastly different from the other.Ā
Steve nods at you, rubs the back of his neck. āItās a charm bracelet.āĀ
Moonlight reflects off of one of the charms, revealing it to be a frog, another one to be a cookie, and slowly you piece it together. Thereās six charms, one for each member of the party. āSteve.ā
āHave you figured it outāoomph!ā He lands with a thud on his back as you attack him with a hug. Slightly out of breath, he laughs and wraps his arms around you. āIāll take that as a yes, then.ā
āHow did you get the kids to do this?ā You lay on top of him, blinking back tears as you hold theĀ bracelet delicately in your hands to admire it.Ā
Steve sighs in exasperation. āMoney and a lot of begging. They were all for picking out charms for you, I just had to pay them to spend more than five minutes with me at the jewelry store.ā
You laugh, that sounds exactly like them, and you love those kids with everything within you. Holding up the frog pendant, you know which kid picked it out for you. āMike?ā
āYup. Said something about Kermit the frog?ā
āHeās such a little shit,ā you say with fondness. Last year, when Billy had nearly choked you to death, your voice had been lost and Mike wouldnāt stop referring to you as Kermit. Your fingers skim over the pendant next to it, a simple blue one, and you smile. āDustin?ā
āHe told me about your code blues.ā Steve rubs your back, content to have you resting against him. You hum, touched that your brother trusted Steve enough to confide this to. No one else knows about your code blues, itād been a special thing just between the two of you.Ā
With your ear pressed against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, Steve explains the rest of the charms to you. His voice is lazy, slow, lilting with fondness, and his hand a firm weight against your back. Max chose a knife charm to remind you of how badass you are. Will chose a bee, because heāll always be your little bee. Lucas was able to find a small, white flower that resembles a dogwood, knowing that itās your favorite. As for El, she chose a cookie based solely on her love for the ones you bake for her.Ā
āWhat about the ovals?ā You ask Steve after heās done explaining what the kids chose for you. The ovals are slightly larger than the charms, almost serving as a divider between them. The metal is smooth underneath your fingers.Ā
He brushes hair out of your face and winks. āTurn them over.ā
With slight confusion, you do, and discover that theyāre engraved. Etched onto the back of one oval isĀ honey, and, on the other,Ā angelĀ is written. Theyāre your names for one another, nestled between charms from the kids you love so dearly in your life; this is a gift made from pure, unadulterated love.Ā
āOh myĀ god,ā itās perfect, absolutely perfect. Your lips are all over Steveās face before he even has time to blink. You scatter millions of kisses upon his face, drown him in them, With every kiss that you press upon his pretty skin, you shower him with praise. āThank you, thank you,Ā thank you!āĀ
Steve laughs and tries to move his face away, but really he leans into the onslaught of love. His cheeks burn from smiling so hard and from the heat you always make him feel. He grabs your waist and enjoys the skin he holds. āYou like it?ā
āIĀ loveĀ it, Steve!āĀ
āDoes this make up for the whole Russian fiasco?ā He asks, only joking a little bit. He still feels awful for dragging you into everything, but with time heās learning to forgive himself. Before he overthinks it, Steve adds, āAm I now the best boyfriend in the world?ā
His words make you blush, and you donāt think youāll ever get used to Steve being yours. Youāve waited so long to be his, to hold him and kiss him like you do now. You cherish the feeling, the sensation of knowing a boy loves you the way that Steve does. āYouāve definitely redeemed yourself for getting me trapped in a Russian lair on my birthday. And youāreĀ definitelyĀ the best boyfriend in the world.ā
Steve, despite being underneath you, does a victory dance and whoops into the night. Heās elated, his face shines when you look down at him, and youāve never been so in love before. You once thought you knew what love was, what the burn of it could feel like. But now, with Steve lying beneath you as his arms keep you from falling, you know that love is airless, light, cool to the touch and warm on the skin. Love isnāt supposed to hurt, itās supposed to feel like coming home after a long day of being out in the cold.Ā
After Steve helps you put on the charm bracelet, you lay together in the meadow. The lakeās waves can be heard in the distance. Crickets chirp their greeting, the stars wink hello above you. Their noises serve as a lullaby to you, soothing you to an almost sleep-like state. You nestle your head into the crook of Steveās neck and let out a sleepy exhale.Ā
Feeling this, Steve strokes the back of your hair. āYou fallinā asleep on me, Henderson?ā
āIām resting my eyes.āĀ
āVery convincing,ā he chuckles, tightening his embrace to try and stave off the cold that creeps in. He lets out his own tired sigh, your weight upon him has always put him at ease. He inhales, smells your perfume, and he canāt believe that heās here right now with you. After everything heās been through, he canāt believe that somehow heās come out of it with you next to him. Last year he thought he had lost you forever. This year he can see forever with you. āI think I like this July a whole lot better than the last one.ā
Itās meant to be a joke, a gentle tease. More of a reflection of how far the two of you have come in such a short amount of time, but still Steveās words remind you of something. Youāve never told him the real reason why you left last summer. Why you ran away from him.Ā
āI was scared, last summer.āĀ
Steve tilts his head at you. āScared of what?ā
āI was scared of falling in love with you,ā the confession lifts from your chest. It hangs over you both, the weight of it tangible. Steveās eyes soften, he lets out a softĀ oh, and you duck your head shyly. āLast July, you wereā¦Ā Everything. You were everything to me, and it terrified me. I was still figuring my feelings out for Jonathan back then, you had Nancy, but you were so lovely and I justāI couldnāt do it. It wouldnāt have been fair, not to anyone, but Iām sorry.ā
āY/Nā¦ā Steve hadnāt known. All this time, he thought he had done something wrong. But really you had been trying to protect yourself, protectĀ him, and he understands now why you had to leave him for a while. He sees the distress on your face and he shushes you, kisses your forehead. āDonāt apologize, okay? I honestly wouldāve run away too, if I were you. Iām justā¦ You came back to me, in the end. Thatās all I care about.ā
Heās too good for you. āI still hurt you.ā
āYouāre human,ā Steve brushes more hair out of your face. āWe all make mistakes. You ditched me for a few months and I almost got you killed by crazy Russians. I think weāre pretty even now.ā
Despite the guilt in your throat, Steve manages to draw a smile from you. Itās what heās always done best. Even on the day Will had gone missing, he had been the one to ease the loss by pretending not to have known your name. He had made you laugh when you thought you could never laugh again. Steve would do anything to get you to smile, and you cannot imagine where youād be without him. āWe always even our debts, huh?ā
āItās tradition at this point.ā
And you laugh, full-bellied and loud and recklessly. It echoes into the night, Steveās reverberates into your ears, and youāre happy.Ā
āĀ
A month passes, and in the mid-August heat, Jonathan knocks on your window late one night.Ā
His knuckles rap against the glass and itās a sound reminiscent of before, when you were little kids who didnāt know how yet to hurt each other. You crawl out of your bed, curious, though happy nonetheless to let him in.Ā
You go to open your curtain, ready to tell the boy all about what Dustin had done today, unaware that when you open the curtain, everything will change.Ā
Jonathan is crying.Ā
āBee, oh my God.ā You quickly open the window and he manages to crawl through, though sobs wrack his body. Heās shaking, and for a terrifying moment you think that something has happened to Will. āIs everything okay?ā
He stands before you, chest heaving and eyes red, and with two words your world comes crashing down. āWeāre moving.ā
Time stands still. Youāre seventeen and your childhood is coming to a close.
Somehow youāre holding onto Jonathan as he explains everything through his tears. Heās moving in early September, going all the way to California. He and his family are leaving Hawkins, leavingĀ you.Ā
Your legs give out, or maybe itās Jonathanās, but you hold each other on the floor, intertwined, mourning the loss of growing up together. Your tears mix with his, his breathing becomes yours. The two of you cling onto each other, scared that one day soon youāll never be able to do this again.Ā
āWe need toāā Your breathing is shaky, your eyes sting. You feel a desperate franticness claw out of you, you grasp at what little sanity you have left. āWe need to promise each other thatāthat weāll see each other every day before you leave, in some capacity. Itāit doesnāt matterĀ howĀ butāā
āIāve already talked to Nancy about it, bug.ā Jonathan wipes your tears, lets his own fall freely. He knew youād say this, and he loves you all the more for it. āItās been agreed.ā
You nod, relieved. It isnāt much, it still doesnāt change the fact that Jonathan will leave you in the end, but at least youāll make every last second with him count. Youāll move into the Byers home if you have to, theyāre your family. Heās yourĀ person. Heās embedded into your skin, heās nestled between your bones.Ā
Last year you and Jonathan promised you would never let go of each other.Ā
The year prior to that you promised each other that nothing would change between you two.Ā
Now, holding onto each other as the world youāve been building together for five years comes crumbling down, you have to believe that the promises will be enough.
ā
Steve and Robin rope you into helping them find a new job.
You innocently pointed out that Family Video was hiring, figuring it was an easy enough place to work at, and suddenly the two of them had shoved you into Steveās car with resumes in their hands. Honestly, you shouldāve seen it coming.Ā
āYou put your mom down as a reference?ā Robin questions Steve as you all get out of the car. She had agreed to proofread it after you politely declined, stating that if you proofread anything Steve wrote, it might ruin your relationship.Ā
āYeah, why not?ā Steve slams his door, straightens his shirt, and grabs your hand as you walk inside. āSheās like, super well respected.ā
You share a look with Robin. āRich kids,ā you both groan at the same time. As much as you love Steve, youāll neve quite get over how well connected he is. Itās bizarre and slightly terrifying how much the Harrington name can get you in this town.
āWhatever, call me a rich kid, but itāsĀ myĀ car you guys get free rides in.ā
Robin rolls her eyes. āYouāre such a dingus.ā
āI didnāt ask to be here,ā you remind Steve, though you thank him when he holds the storeās door open for you and Robin. āI think this could count as kidnapping.ā
Robin bumps her hips against yours. āNot technically. Besides, I thought we agreed to leave our kidnapping days behind us after Erica?ā
You shove the teen and follow her into the store. You look around at all the movies, slightly impressed. Youāve never really visited Family Video before, only really stopping by if you were picking up Dustin from the arcade next door. The store is nice, albeit small, but you can see Steve and Robin enjoying themselves. Thereās good music, few customers, and the uniformed vest is less mortifying than Scoopās small shorts and sailor hats. āItās not so bad in here.ā
āWhy thank you, pretty lady.ā A greasy looking man at the register smiles at you, leaning over it in a very unappealing manner. His name tag informs you that his name is Keith.
Steve immediately steps in front of you and stares the guy down. āShe doesnāt need you thanking her, buddy.ā
You can tell that he wants to say more, but you see the āgeneral managerā on Keithās name tag and quickly try to deescalate the situation. If your idiot boyfriend wants the job, he canāt piss off the guy hiring. āSteve, why donāt we take a look around while Robin does all the talking?ā
āWhatāā He doesnāt have a chance to argue, youāre already pulling him down a random aisle, throwing a quick āgood luck!ā to Robin as you leave.Ā
She talks with Keith, and it seems to be going well. She shows him their resumes, smiles at him kindly. before she shouts across the store to Steve. āDingus, what are your three favorite movies?ā
Steve nearly drops the movie he had been looking at. āUh,Ā Animal House?ā You can practically hear Robinās disappointed sigh from where you stand, and Keith looks unimpressed. Panicked, Steve whispers to you, āWhat are my favorite movies?ā
āI donāt know!ā You hiss, frantically trying to get this poor man a job. āJust, name two other movies.Ā Animal HouseĀ canāt be too bad, right?ā
āStar Wars,ā Steve manages to get out, now walking back to the register. You stand next to him, looking nervously at Robin, who makes a pained noise at his responses.Ā
The manager stares blankly at him. āA New Hope?ā
āA new what now?ā
You drop your head into your hands and sigh. Heās hopeless. Already knowing itās a lost cause, you mumble to him, āItās aĀ Star WarsĀ movie, Steve.ā
He snaps his fingers. āRight! Yeah, itās the one with the teddy bears, isnāt it?ā Steve makes what you think is supposed to be an Ewok sound, which only makes you sigh again. Sensing heās fucked up, Steve tries to backtrack. āNo? Uhā¦ Oh! The one that just came out, the movie. The one with DeLorean and Alex P. Keaton and heās trying to bang his mom.ā
āOh, dear.ā Itās a trainwreck, one you canāt look away from, and Robin can only shake her head at you. āSteve?ā
āYeah?āĀ
āStop talking.ā
āUh, yeah.ā Steve clears his throat, he knows heās rambling. Had he known he would have a goddamn pop quiz about movies, he wouldnāt have dragged you here for the interview. āThose are my top three. Classics.ā
Keith looks between you, Steve, and Robin. He points to Robin first, āYou start Monday.ā He points to Steve, āYou start never.ā And then he points to you, āYou can start whenever.ā
āOkay, I get why youāre telling me no,ā Steve waves a hand in front of you, ābut she didnāt even apply!āĀ
Youāre also confused by how this day is turning out, and you look at Robin, wide eyed and pleading. Sheās good with people, Keith seems to like her. When she sees you silently begging her to fix this, Robin sighs and steps in front of Steve. āWill you just, umā¦ Will you guys give us a minute?āĀ
āWhy?ā Steve doesnāt move, and you want to throw a shoe at him.Ā
āLetās go, pretty boy.ā You grab the back of his shirt and yank him back to the aisle of movies. He doesnāt fight you, he simply accepts his fate and allows you to drag him away. Before turning the corner, you nod at Keith. āThanks for the job offer, but you should really give it to the guy Iām currently dragging.ā
Robin snickers at Steveās offended huff as the two of you leave, before she starts trying to convince the manager to let Steve work there. From where you stand, it seems like a heated discussion. You try to lean closer, nosey, and while youāre distracted, Steve runs into a life-sized cardboard cutout of Phoebe Cates wearing a red bikini.Ā
He fights with it, tries desperately not to let it fall, all while his resume hangs from his mouth. āShit! Oh,Ā Fast Times!Ā Ever heard of it? Top three for me, Keith.ā Robin laughs and Steve turns the cardboard cutout to you, wiggling his eyebrows. āOwn any red bikinis?ā
You flick his forehead, though you laugh as well. āIn your dreams.ā
āI can sleep right now and find outāā
āI will flick you again.ā
āA kiss is preferred, but whatever.ā
āĀ
When the Byers move, you spend the entire day fighting back tears as you help them pack.Ā
You spent the night in Jonathanās room, both of you dreading the morning to come. Neither of you had slept, instead spending the entire night taking turns sharing your favorite memories together. The day you met. The time a dog chased you. When Jonathan mistook your sweater for his and wore it to school. Late night drives. Movie nights with your brothers. You relive it all that night.Ā
As the morning sunlight began to stream into Jonathanās room, the warmth the memories brought started to fade away. Slowly, as the sun rose, you and Jonathan packed his room. You helped him organize his vinyl's, sort through his mixtapes. When he isnāt looking, you steal a few t-shirts and flannels from his closet. He wonāt notice theyāre gone until heās halfway to California.Ā
When it gets too much, seeing all of Jonathanās life dwindling down to only a few boxes, you wander into the living room and help Joyce pack as well. She sees the tears in your eyes and gives you things to do, but eventually you canāt take it anymore. You go into Willās room, and itās the same. You cry, he cries with you, and itās bittersweet. The rooms empty, the boxes grow.
Elās room is the hardest to pack, she has so few items to call her own, and youāre both silent as you move through the room together.Ā
With each box that you tape full of things you grew up with, you feel a piece of your childhood being packed away as well. The plates you used to eat off of, the books you used to bring from your job, the toys you passed down to Will. Itās all there, pieces of you frozen in time.
As you tape a box labeled āgamesā in Jonathanās messy handwriting, you hear Max and Lucas singing in the living room. The sound makes you smile. Itās one of Maxās better days, sheās teasing Dustin for singing with Suzie, and sheās in a good mood. The rest of the party keeps her occupied. The kids all arrived as early as Joyce allowed them to, Nancy and Mike were the first to knock on the door.Ā
You place the box next to the others and walk towards Jonathanās room. Heās leaning against its door frame with Nancy beside him, and you join them. You stare at the empty room, the one youāve called your second home ever since you were twelve. It hurts, seeing it stripped of everything.Ā
All of Jonathanās boxes are in the living room, filled with the things that make him who he is. Thereās a drawer in your room of things Jonathan has left over the years, and youāre never giving them back. Theyāre all you have left of him.Ā
You and Jonathan take in his barren room, and you sigh against the door frame. āItās soā¦ empty.ā
Nancy crosses her arms. āIs that everything?ā
āI guess so,ā Jonathan stuffs his hands in his pockets. His room feels cold somehow, its emptiness devoids it of the warmth it once had. He can still hear your laughs echoing in the floorboards, he can still smell your perfume that clings onto the walls. Thereās scuff on the closet door from the time the two of you thought itād be a good idea to play blind-folded baseball in the small room.Ā
Jonathan steps into his room, taking it all one last time. The sunlight from his window illuminates his silhouette, making him appear even smaller within the room. āSeventeen years of my lifeā¦ packed up in one day.ā
His voice is melancholic, his body is sad. You nudge Nancy, nod your head in Jonathanās direction, urging her to go after him. She nods, understands that youāre telling her to say goodbye, giving them the space to do so. She smiles at you appreciatively.
You do it because they love each other, but selfishly a part of you leaves because you canāt say goodbye just yet.Ā
āThank you,ā she whispers, following after Jonathan.Ā
You find El as sheās leaving Joyceās room. Sheās holding a piece of paper, clutched closely to her chest. There are tears in her eyes, though you know better than to ask why. Itās a sad day for everyone, youāll let her grieve on her own. However, that doesnāt stop you from pulling the girl into a fierce hug.Ā
āIāll miss you so much, sweetheart.ā You mumble, kissing the top of her head. āI donāt know whoās going to paint my nails now.ā
El laughs through her tears and holds you tight. āI can ask Mike to.ā
You kiss her head again, close your eyes, and pray to whoever is above that this girl will stay who she is forever. That she will never change. Her kindness is genuine, her joy is admirable. All her life she only knew cruelty, and yet she still came out of it so full of love. āIād love to hear how that goes.ā
āI will write you,ā El promises, and you nod eagerly at her. She pulls you in for one last hug before finally releasing you to go see Joyce.Ā
The woman greets you with a tired smile when you walk into her room. Sheās kneeling on the floor, folding clothes. Theyāre baggier than what she normally wears, darker, and you finally realize that theyāre Hopperās.Ā
A lump forms in your throat. She shouldnāt be doing this alone, packing away the remnants of his life. āHere, let me help.ā
Joyce accepts, and together you sit in comfortable silence as you go through the clothes Hopper left behind. They still smell like him, old cigarettes and whiskey. Itās a nostalgic scene, a part of you wishes you could keep one of his shirts. He had been dear to you, regardless of the constant bickering you faced with him.Ā
āI donāt blame you, you know.ā Joyce speaks softly next to you, catching your attention. āAt all.ā
You look up at her, sucking in a breath. āI donātā¦ I donāt know what you mean, Mrs. Byers.ā
āThe guilt, honey.ā She places a hand on your arm, gentle as she always is with you. āI know you blame yourself for what happened to Will, but you shouldnāt. You have to let go of it. I wantā¦ā Joyce pauses, looks into your eyes the way a mother does to her daughter. āI want you to promise me that youāll live the life that you deserve, because youāve spent half of your life making sure my boys lived the lives that they deserved. Can you do that for me?ā
āIā¦ā Youāre crying, you donāt know what to say. For years youāve carried the guilt of Willās disappearance, and for even longer youāve done everything you could to ensure that he was loved. That Jonathan was loved. Never once had it felt like a burden to you, but Joyceās words undoes something in you. āI promise.ā
Joyce pulls you into her arms and hugs you, tears in her own eyes. She strokes your hair, hugs you as sheās always done since you were a little girl. She echoes the final words that Hopper told you. āYouāre the best of them.ā
Youāre not sure how long you cry in Joyceās arms, but when she soothes you and wipes your tears away, she tells you to go find Will. Theyāre leaving soon, heāll want to see you, and you wish the woman one final goodbye before going to find her son.Ā
Will ends up being in the hallway, you find him just after heās said goodbye to Mike. You note the longing in his eyes, the uncertainty in his posture as his friend leaves. Thereās a wistful look on his face, one that you once had on your own when Jonathan was around. Even if Will may not know yet, you do.Ā
āHey, little bee.ā
He turns around, the softness in his eyes when he sees you makes you homesick. āY/N!ā
Will buries his face in your chest, and you hug him just as tightly back. Heās grown so much since you first met him. Heās no longer the shy little boy who had been afraid of his own shadow, and you canāt believe you wonāt get to finish watching him grow up. āI swear, youāre going to be taller than me next time I see you. Wonāt be able to call you little bee anymore.ā
āIāll always be your little bee,ā Will squeezes you tighter, afraid to let go of you.Ā
āGood,ā you ruffle his hair, making him to laugh. āIāll miss you, but Iām sure you already know that.ā
āIāll miss you, too.ā Willās voice is wet, more tears come. He pulls away from you, he looks as if he wants to say something, but he stops himself. As if heās afraid of something.
You frown. āHey, what is it?ā
āIām scared,ā The words rush from his mouth. āWhat ifā¦ What if I donāt make any friends?ā He lowers his voice, looks around nervously, before trusting to say the words out loud to you. āIāIāmĀ different, Y/N.ā
Willās fear hurts you to see, you wish you could do more, promise him that it will all be okay, but you canāt. Instead, all you can do is kiss his cheek and hope he can feel all the love you have for him within it. All you can do is remind him that you will love him through it all. āYouāre the bravest kid I know. I have no doubt that youāll be fine. I mean, youāll have Jonathan and El with you, but if you ever need me, Iām just a phone call away. I love you, and that will never change.ā
You stroke the boyās cheek with your finger, and he leans into the gentle touch. āIām rooting for you, always.ā
Will squeezes you tight when he hugs you for the last time. He thanks you, his body relaxes into yours, and you know that in the end heāll be okay. Heās a brilliant kid, heās been through more than anyone else his age ever has. Heās resilient, his kindness is his strength, you just hope that he can recognize that himself one day.Ā
As you pull away from the hug, Willās eyes catch on someone, you turn around. Itās Jonathan, standing by the front door, waiting for you.Ā
Itās time to say goodbye.Ā
Taking a deep breath, you walk towards him, and Jonathan takes your hand and guides you to the porch outside. Everyone else is still inside, packing. You sit side by side in silence, absorbing the final remaining moments alone with each other. Saying goodbye to your childhood best friend leaves a bitter taste in your mouth.Ā
A ladybug crawls on a leaf next to you, a bee flies past you and lands on a sunflower nearby, and a bird chirps in the blue sky above. You rest your head on Jonathanās shoulder, he presses a kiss to your temple. Your fingers interlock and the cool September air surrounds you.
āI made you something,ā Jonathan breathes out, clears his throat. He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a mixtape, its front covered with a piece of paper listing all the songs on it. āI, uh, used the money I won from the betting pool to make it. Dustin was pretty annoyed with me for winning.ā
You snort at the image of your brother berating your friend for winning a betting pool about how long itād take Steve to ask you out. Taking the mixtape from Jonathan, you read the songs. Thereās eight songs on it, the first one being a Beatles song from your childhood; you donāt know how Jonathan knew that. Though most of them are familiar, the writing on the paper is old, faded with age. āHow long have you been making this?ā
Jonathan looks away from you and swallows. āA while, I guess. Listen to it after I leave, okay? That way, if you hate it, Iāll never have to know.ā His demeanor is odd, thereās something heās not telling you, but itās your last day with him. You leave it alone for now, not wanting to ruin it.Ā
āYouāre not allowed to find a new best friend.ā You tell him instead, the silence becoming too much to bear. Itās a joke, though truthfully you donāt want Jonathan to find another best friend. Heās supposed to be yours, only yours, and youāre supposed to be his.Ā
āI wouldnāt dream of it.ā Jonathan lets out a soft laugh, and youāre going to miss feeling the way his body moves as he does so. He sucks in a breath, releases it slowly, and shakes his head. āI mean, we were kids together, bug.ā
You start to cry, and he does as well. Youāve never had to say goodbye to each other before. Not like this. The two of you sit on the porch of Jonathanās childhood home and cry. You cry into his neck, he buries his face into your hair, and itās all so unfair.Ā
Jonathan touches his forehead to yours. You look into his eyes and know that your childhood will always live within him, and his within you. Jonathan brings his finger up to your bee necklace, his ladybug ring knocks against the pendant. The jewelry glistens in the sunlight.Ā
āBee, we were more than just kids together.ā
And itās true. You were everything together. Now, you have to figure out how to be everything while apart.Ā
āĀ
The last of the boxes are placed in the moving van. Everyone is crying, youāre all gathered around one another, hugging and saying goodbye.Ā
You hold El tight and whisper good luck to her. You remind Will that everything will be okay, knowing how scared heās been of high school and remorseful that he has to do it all alone. The kids all cry as they share the final hugs, Jonathan and Nancy cry as they hold one another. Everyone says goodbye, and you watch them with tears in your eyes. You turn to Joyce to kiss her cheek, but she grabs your arm instead.Ā
āRemember what you promised me, okay?ā She catches your eye, makes sure you hear what sheās telling you. āLive the life that you deserve.ā
āI will,ā you exhale, and she seems content with that. Joyce hugs you, kisses your cheek, and you tell her to drive safe as she gets into the van.Ā
Jonathan stands by his car, waiting for you, and you pull the boy into your arms. He crashes against you, clutches you to his chest, and you breathe him in one final time. āIāll always love you the most, bee.ā
āAnd Iāll always love you the most, bug.āĀ
Joyce drives away first, El in the van with her, before Jonathan and Will follow. The car pulls out of its driveway one final time, and you hold Nancyās hand as you both cry. Slowly, their cars fade into the distance, and one by one the kids hop on their bikes and pedal away. No one wants to stay, the empty house feels too permanent, solemn. Eventually Nancy gets into her own car, wishing you a quiet goodbye, until itās just you and your brother standing in front of the house.Ā
Dustin stays beside you, as he always does, and you take a deep breath. Nothing will ever be the same again.Ā
You take one last look at the Byers home, the house you grew up in and discovered pure love and joy and naivety in, and inhale the final scent of your childhood. Dandelions are in bloom, its yellow surrounds the home, soon they will wilt and its seeds will litter the sky
Joyceās words ring in your head.
Itās time to live the life that you deserve. Youāre on your own now, though you know that really you arenāt. Dustin is next to you, Steve and Robin are waiting at your house with movies stolen from work because they knew how hard today would be. Your mother has your favorite cookies ready and waiting for you. Mike and the others have already planned their first letter to Will.Ā
The charm bracelet from the party and Steve is cool against your wrist.Ā
Youāre no longer the scared, angry twelve year old you had been when you first moved to Hawkins. Youāre loved, you have so many incredible people in your life who now get to watch you grow up into someone new.Ā
Slowly, you exhale your childhood, with a single promise of keeping it within you forever. To live the life that Joyce has told you that you deserve.
And you believe her.Ā
[END OF SEASON THREE]
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Them as Husbands | HCS |
Summary: Dating + Getting married
Warnings: Mentions of Alastor tendecies, grammar mistakes.
ā LUCIFER
Best Husband ever.
He gives off the husband of the year.
Will open doors for you, will get you gifts because of a very simple reason (ducks)
Never lets you go away alone, he knows no one would dare hurt the S/O of the king of hell but still...he prefers to be sure.
Will buy whatever you want, even if you were looking at something out of curiosity, its yours.
Is going to introduce you to Charlie and hope you two get along well. Probably Charlie already knows about you since her dad was worried she would see him trying to remplace her mother. But Charlie is actually happy to see her father moving on and being happier!! She is fully supportive.
proposed to you in a wold yet amazing way. This man is down bad for you. Will get the perfect place, music, set up, get on one knee and ask you to be by his side for the eternity.
ā VOX
He never expected himself to be a husband...with how fast the world progress and how relationships seems well just a thing to past time, he was sure he was out of the game.
Then he meets you, and he glitches because now all these romantic dramas he sees at 1am make sense to him. How everything slows down when he sees you, how the sounds are muffled when talking to you.
He does so many virus and hacks checks on himself to be sure what he feels.
Then is a nervous tv head. This man knows how to flirt and sleep around, not date. Its going to be akward but sweet. He falls first and hard. No one could ever make him dream on getting married.
The Äay he finally proposes is away form cameras, he prefers privacy for this (and is afraid you will say not but he also does not want to social pressure you).
Oh and when you say yes...the news are all about it. He is so dam happy, no one has ever seen him this happier (well unless is Alastor losing).
As a husband he is a gentlemen. He makes your house/aparment all last generation, so you only have to worry over sleeping and doing your hobbies.
Has the best emergency and security in your home/aparment. He is away most of the day so he likes to be sure you are safe and ok.
Yes, will spy you using cameras.
ā STOLAS
Baby Owl wants a S/O who will respect him and love him for who he is.
Its going to be very and i mean very wary of your intentions with him. He may sleep with you and kiss you but wont fall fast. He is too hurt for that.
Once he feels enough confidence he will ask you to date him directly, no fooling around, you and him.
Will introduce you to Octavia and will be in cloud nine once you two start to bond.
His proposal is well, in space itself. Will take you to your favorite planet, to see the born of a star (signaling the start of your marriage with him) and ask you getting on one knee.
As a husband he is very sweet and tender. Always making sure you are happy with him and with your life. He does not want it to fail so he gives his best. Will need your support on it. Its not shy to cry to you about his fears.
Wants to have another kid with you, by adopting or impregnating you. Its your choice.
ā ALASTOR
He comes from a time of change but believes once two peopel are dating they must get married sooner or later.
Well, getting him to date you is hard. It takes a lot for the idea to even pass by his head and stay. But somehow you end dating him.
He is someone who prefers quiet dates, you two and thats it. Will take you out if you ask him.
Since he pretty much has the idea of marry you since he accepted you as his S/O he will prepare something more special. Probably a dinner and a sweet speech with jazz in the background.
Letting aside his tendecies and him being a murder he is another gentlemen with you. Opens doors for you, dances with you. If you are from his same period of time he may expect you to make him food, but dont worry if you dont want to he will understand.
Is protective. Knows he has enemies, thats why he has one shadow with you all the time.
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(Artist: @/wrt_428 on twtr)
Octavinelle trio x GN!Reader who loves exploring the ocean
āStaringā: Azul Ashengrotto, Jade Leech, And Floyd Leech
TW!! Just some foul words and cusses (all in a light hearted manner though nothing serious)
Synopsis: Octavinelle trio reaction to GN!Reader who loves to dive under the sea to explore.
Azul Ashengrotto
Was weirded out by you. As in āIām gonna keep an eye on this odd human who like to go down the ocean to play with fish just incaseā
He met you at a beach at night (and no not the romantic ābeach at moonlight love at first sightā thing) he was looking for coins for his coin collectionā¦and youā¦you just dived into the water
He didnāt care at first cuz you were just one human, but he noticed itās been too long since youāve went down. He thought you drownedš
Slightly concerned he went after you but then saw you just swimming around following a group of sea horses
He kinda sorta just watched you play around, lay on the sea bed, collect a few shells and rocks you thought were pretty
You occasionally came up for air, and when you do he hides behind big rocks thinking you wont notice. (You did.)
Neither of you made a move to approach each other though. Untilllllll you found a pretty shiny coin.
Azul gasped (underwater?? Idk if you can do that but whatevs) you heard it and for the first time you actually made eye contact with the human octopus guy
Azul thought youād be afraid of him so he started scaring you that he was a sea witch and that heād curse you if you donāt give him the coin.
Your dumbass (yes Iām calling you out) laughedā¦underwaterā¦and you were waayyy down to get up the surface without drowning.
Azul thought he scared you too much (heās sorta dumb too lol) so one of his tentacles grabbed you and swam up as fast as he could.
Long story short, after you vomited the gallon of sea water in your system, you thanked him and gave him the coin, he was happy but didnāt try to make it obvious (it was very obvious)
You started looking for him whenever you went diving since that day, he was lowkey waiting for you everyday too and is sad when you dont come
When you do come you ask him tons of questions about his tentacles and use them as your personal chair, or cling to one of them when Azul starts swimming just because itās fun
He acts annoyed, but he really enjoys your company. Even finding ways for you to stay underwater longer so you could stay with him more often
He tries to keep you near shore, he wants to show you around more but youāre a small human. Perfect prey for big underwater predators.
Helps you collect shells and rocks, thinks itās endearing that you have the same hobby as he does.
And ofc Azul isnāt azul without his contracts, practically sales talk you to make a contract with him so he can make you breathe underwater
Not because heās worried you accidentally drown or anything no totally not that /sarcasm folks *wink wink*
Itās because according to him āhe wants to make you his coin searcher so he can complete his coin collectionā (itās already complete, he has like 25 complete albums just of coinsā¦)
You never agree though ššš I guess Azul just has a human to watch after now so they wont drown
āāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāā
Jade Leech
Would be fascinated by you. Bro would āobserveā you for hoursā¦
When he found you, you were laying on the sea bedā¦eye closedā¦star fish poseā¦he thought you were a dead body šš
āFloyd forgot to clean up his mess againā¦ā he said to himselfā¦thinking Floyd prolly went on a squeezing spree again
He approached you, because he was gonna pull your body up shore so the other humans can deal with. But when you opened your eyes and saw the long wiggly worm fish man you freaked out
You freaked out so hard you inhaled water š And it took him a few seconds to realize that you werenāt deadā¦but you were about to be if he doesnāt get you up
He did though, really quickly too. You thought you guys were gonna jump through a different dimension due to how fast he swam.
Once you were up, and you got the sea water you inhaled out of your system, Jade was still watching youā¦just staring at you with half his face still in the water, his unblinking eyes are the only ones that are surfacedā¦
You were scared outta your damned body but you still thanked him for saving your stupid ass.
You were more scared when he talked. ššš
āHOLY SHIT YOU CAN TALK?!!?ā āyes. ^^ā
He started asking questions about why the fuck you were laying down where he found you cuz tbh who wouldnāt???
You explained to him that you just like to stay underwater and explore, and that you can hold your breath for a long time so it doesnāt bother you that much
He apologized for scaring you and offered to take you to different parts of the ocean when you go diving againā¦
You agreed of course, and after that heās stuck to you. Fascinated by the human who loves being underwater.
When he takes you to places, he doesnāt really go exploring with you, he just follows along, watching you curiously look at everything
You two made a signal where you blink two times to tell him you need to go up for air, and he would swim you up and wait for you to catch your breath before swimming back down
He lets you cling onto him when he swims cuz he knows you have fun when you do that.
He keeps you away from danger too, he can fight but he rather not considering youāre a fragile little human who he might put at risk when he fights off predators whoād want to eat you.
Thinks itās cute that you play with fishes, so cute he almost buys you a collar with āJadeās pet humanā written on it š
Is sad when you have to go home, he understands you need to go back to your home up shore cuz your a human and you get tired
But he ALWAYS asks for an extra hour, if youāre tired, you can use him as a bedā¦underwaterā¦where heās close to you.
Tries to send subliminal messages to Azul for him to turn you into a fish already so Jade can keep you with him and you never have to leave.
āāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāāā
Floyd Leech
Thought you were trying to find creative ways to die šš
He wasnāt in a good mood when he found you, he wanted to squeeze the life out of you for trespassing in his territory
But then he saw you dancing with jellyfishesā¦ āwhat in the spongebob squarepants are they doing?ā He thought.
Saw you get stung a couple of times and expected you to get angry at the jellyfish but you didnāt, it hurt sure but when you got stung you just rubbed it and continued on
You were happy with what you were doing which is what made Floyd more curious, he silently followed you around after that, he didnāt bother hiding from you
In fact you notice him following you, and look at him a couple of times thinking he wants to eat you, but he doesnāt even make a move, just stares
As much as he was curious about you, you too were curious about him. So one time, you saw his tail poking out form behind a rockā¦.you touched itā¦he was shocked so his first instinct was to strangle you thinking you were some guy tryna pick a fight with himā¦you passed out š
When you woke up you were up shoreā¦instead of the sky though, you saw a couple of dilated pupils staring back at youā¦
āUhhh hi?ā You blinked at him a couple of times
He thought you died, he was happy you didnāt cuz he was amused by your guts to touch his tail like that knowing you could probably die
He asked if you were okay before squeezing you into a tight soul crushing hug claiming that your āhis humanā now
He asks you lots of questions and you try your best to answer each one, still shaken up about the near death experience you had just went through
After that he waits for you at the beach everyday, he wants you by his side all the time from then on
He clings on to you all the time when youāre underwater, wraps himself around your little body, does the swimming for you since he thinks youāre slow carrying you with him
Gets bored when you collect shells and rocks but still tries his best to be patient since you looks so cute and small just searching the sea bed for them
He doesnāt see value in the things youāre collecting but when you gave him a green rock he kept it on his shelves at home always looking at it and smiling
His mood cant always tolerate your rock and shell collecting so takes you to a ship wreck to collect shinier things.
Scares, kills, beats the living shit out of any predator who tries to harm his little human companion
He has his mood swings and the first time you encountered that you didnāt know how to handle him, he ended up hitting you with his tail hurting you in the process
You got hit so hard you thought flew across the Pacific Oceanā¦(I was being sarcastic on this partšš¤š» yāall in replies are sending mešš)
When you swam up badly hurt he followed you realizing what he did and rushed to help, but you were already running out the beach when he got there
Floyd was upset the whole week, you didnāt come back and he was afraid you never will come back ever again.
When you did though he squeezed you (gently) trying not to hurt you even more he kept apologizing and for the rest of the day he was just wrapped up around you not letting you go
Doesnāt ever snap at you when he has his mood swings ever again.
Possessive of you, doesnāt want you to meet others like him cuz he thinks youād make a lot of friends and leave him behind
āMine.ā āFloyd no.ā āFloyd yes.ā
A/N: This was fun to make, laughed a lot while writing this. Againā¦I did not proofread this I never proofread šš Iām lazy like that
Edit A/N: THX TO THAT REPLY TELLING ME THEY CANT STING OML IāM STUPIDš I changed it though dw :D
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Hi! I wanted to ask for Percy x daughter of Apollo headcanons? Like best friends to lovers or wtv you feel like! Thank you but no worries if not šš
āPercy Jackson x Daughter of Apolloā
Authors note: This is so sweet, i love best friends to lovers. (also, not me literally searching up what wtv means only to find out it means whatever and its not a trope lol)
you're his agapitĆ³s, just so you know. maybe he will come up with a nice nickanme and a private nickname for the two of you in private.
The child of Apollo has a bit of a love/hate relationship with their godly parent. On one hand, they admire Apollo's power and grace, but on the other hand, they feel like they can never live up to him.
They often struggle to decide if they should be proud of being his child, or if they should resent him for his high expectations.
Despite this inner turmoil, they do strive to live up to Apollo's ideals and make him proud.
Their relationship with Percy is a bit tense at times, you might often feel that Percy is too overprotective and doesn't let you take risks.
Despite this friction, you both genuinely care about each other deeply.
your bond with him is strong, you are dating a guy who only has eyes for his beloved.
maybe the child of apollo has a friend who is a troublemaker, a trickster and a prankster; which is how you managed to get acquainted with Percy.
Though you might not be a child of the big three or a prodigy like Annabeth, you put on a brave face and take down your foes with your skills, whether its medicine, archery, light - any weapon at all!
perhaps you are a charming person and can convicne a bunch of people to do something, even if you dont have charmspeak.
you are known to be the mediater during fights, someone people can rely on for good input since you arent biased. Which could be useful when dealing with the constant drama of demigod life.
capture the flag is the time for you to shine.
(I had to google this);The child of Apollo has the power to harness the energy of the sun, allowing them to create destructive solar blasts, drain the power of others, or even create an aura of warmth.
So, imagine the reader just harnessing the power of a STAR to make themselves overpowered in battle, landing accurate shots with their bow or even straight up knives, becoming faster and agile - flexible, moving so fast it looks natural.
heck, this type of fighting style is for sure gonna make percy stare and admire you.
I IMAGINE that you have a warm body because of the godly power that runs throuhg you, so if you were to hold percys hand (i imagine that hes kind of cold) youre a perfect pair.
demigod life is crazy and percy keeps getting dragged on quests, what if you join him and break the "3-people maximum in a party" rule? he would not care, he wants you near him because he trusts you and your abilities.
healing properties would also be nice but dont get too stressed, percy would never out you on the spot to make you uncomfortable.
percy is a feeler, he understands people because no one took the time to understand him, other than people really close to him. if you even furrow your brow in the slightest, this guy will try to think of anything that happened that day to make you upset or annoyed, and try to think of a solution. his solution is to engage in an awkward convo and give a compliment/pat on the back, but hes so goddamn awkward its funny but you cant laugh because you kind of want percy to keep doing right?
so you start doing the same, sit next to him when hes sitting alone, make your way toward him when he's literally just standing there completely comfortable with being alone;
but no, you want him to know you're there. give him a small smile and he would see you as somebody he can tlak to about his feelings! heck!!
during the pjo-series he never really lets himself feel too much, and instead undermines his feelings to the point he starts to ignore his on needs.
luckily, you are his anchor too. keep him on his toes but not in the way annabeth or the way his mother does; but in another way that can be even seen as intimite, if thats the right word for it.
caressing his back and wiping away his tears but letting him know that "hey, im not wiping them away because I want you to stop, but i'm wiping them away to let you know you're safe and not alone".
by the way, that last line?, would definetly make percy stop and stare at you like a deer in headlights and just try to process this whole entire situation. i dont know why but its funny for me to imagine him being angry or sad and just suddenly stopping, his eyebrows shoot up and he's staring at you as if he cant believe somebody does actually care about what he feels.
percy is a feeler who wont let himself feel, but you are there to remind him that in order for him to even confront his enemies, his foes - he needs to make an ally of himself first.
"dont make yourself your own enemy"
"*again percy is at a loss for words*"
beautiful and powerful, courages but not too aggressive, sentimental and empathetic, are words to describe the reader (definetly not percys own internal thoughts about you cough cough).
you stand out on your own, not because of who your godly parent is, but because of who you are. thats powerful and enough in itself. you dont need to be someone important to the prophecy or the war, you dont need to be someone great. you hold value in your worth for being you.
I feel like at some point you want percy to get out off his head for one second and look at himself the way you look at him.
it's up to you to determine what kind of person you want to be and what you want to make of your own life. and not because of some great prophecy.
Percy has always tried to do the best he can to live up to his destiny, but his own sense of self-worth and identity doesn't rely on those outside factors. percy values freedom and choice, which is why in the end he chose you because you make an impact on his life and his place in the world.
percy really isnt that difficult to get along with. if we tke a look at kane chronicles, he got to know the main character and was somewhat comfortable with him after fighting alongside him for literally 30-40minutes. the problem is that he never really opens up, maybe a result of his uppringing and unresolves trauma - you need to remind him that: control is not the same as suppression.
you would turn his world upside down for the better and his way thinking.
if its difficult through words, you write it down and make an essay about how great he is and how much more he can do with just being himself. he would read this in his room and on the ride home from long-island over and over again, at first he would be shocked - then flattered, happy and somewhat flustered.
he finds this compassionate side of you cute, that you are never really aggressive but are when it comes to letting him know that he is worth it and worth so much more.
he finds this side of you endearing, you speaking up (maybe not always but when the time is right) you stand tall with your chest full of words and you speak.
percys world would transform because of you. he cant be attracted to your light. it might seem like a normal light but it sparks full of life until it completely takes over before he can even understand whats going on.
His perspective and outlook on life would be completely altered by your compassionate and uplifting words.
He would be entranced by your light, drawn in by its brightness and energy, until it finally consumes him completely.
It's a powerful and transformative process that he might not even be able to comprehend or resist.
With you by his side, he would be transformed into something greater than he ever believed possible.
percy would in the end find his voice to speak up about his troubles, isntead of cracking a joke or making it seem like a joke.
or like the scene in HOO with Jason - just moving and and changing the subject when he sees that nobody said anythingn to comfort him (this scene makes me a tad-bit sad, he said it himself that he wasn't ok but bc they were exchausted nobody said anything so he just pretended he didnt say anything in the first place). but dont you think this is evidence that he does try to get better with speaking up, but he just needs someone to reach their hand out.
the two of you have a unique and intense connection to one another. percys sense of duty combined with your passionate nature, makes both an intriguing and powerful couple.
percy would be attached to you; your energy and he would feel inspired and motivated for bringing out a new side of himself.
at some point, percy stops looking shocked when you scold him for not caring about his feelings and while you go on a rant about how he's so important, he instead has a small smile on his face while hes looking up at you through his bangs.
reader: goes on a rant about percys emotions and how great he really is, not bc of his father but because of the way he truly and deeply cares for people and is even willing to look past past-mistakes
*literally batting his eyelashes because butterflies keep dancing in his stomach but he cant stop staring at you*
annabeth would exchange a knowing-look and smile when you make eye contact with her during one of your speeches, and you feel shy because you're realize that people are staring and PERCY IS STARING WITHOUT SAYING ANYTHING so he quickly finish the speech and walk fast out of there.
percy strives to be the best partner he can be.
As Percy begins to gain more confidence and express himself in a more authentic way, he would be more honest and upfront about his feelings, including his feelings for the child of Apollo.
When given the moment to confess, he would seize the opportunity and kiss the child of Apollo with a slightly sheepish smile, perhaps even a tad embarrassed about putting himself out there so directly. However, he would also be proud of his newfound confidence and would look forward to growing and developing this relationship with you....
the type of guy to be entranced by you when you speak for multiple reasons; hes inlove and loves you, he loves the way you speak, he cant stop staring at you face light up when you talk about something you consider worth of value, he cant stop staring at your lips.
i feel like every time you lick your lips during a convo with him or in a group setting, his eyes automatically flicker downwards to stare at them for a good second.
he whips his head around when he hear your voice and turns his body to the direction you are, even when someone is trying to talk to him.
blushing around your affections. this guy would get giddy at night thinking about the fact that you just took a leaf out of his hair or straightened up his shirt.
when you are around his home turf he wants to grab your attention by any means. his favourite thing is if he's able to grab your attention when you're talkign to someone, and makes you stop mid-sentence because of whatever he's doing.
he would strut over to you and you think hes just gonna talk to you like normal but he surges ofrward and give you a peck, and he watches your reaction as when he pulls away. his insecurities are still there but hes getting better.
he likes it especially, another favourite of his, is if he makes you flustered. whether you try to ignore him or you start breathing faster (which he can tell btw) or if you have a certain habit of touching something or somewhere on your body, he likes to pay attention and be attentive to the little things about you. he needs to know everything.
okay, his ALL TIME FAVOURITE, is if you try to suppress that beautiful smile. your mouth twitches, the corners of your eyes crinkle just a tiny bit, you lick you lips and try to pretend that you're cool - but then you let your guard down and let yourself smile.
he absolutely loves it when you look at him after that. your gaze is different from usual. of course, you always look at him in a way that only lovers do, but this look in your eyes is for him and him only. that special look of love and devotion in your eyes is his.
he loves every moment of vulnerability and weakness between the two of you, he likes to savour every moment with you...
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Stray kids OT8 x reader āšāĖā¹ā”
Stray kids reacting to you having old but still visible self harm scars </3
Genre : fluff, comfort
Warnings : mention of old self harm scars on forearms and tighsĀ
There are the 3 firsts members!!! I will do the others soon dont worry!!
remember that you are amazing the way you are!! never give up you can do it, ik you can!! į( ā¢Ģ į ā¢Ģ )į
bangchan :Ā
ā¢ he noticed first when he came home and you were washing the dishes.
The weather was getting hot those days so you decided to wear a short sleeved pajama.. you were aware of your old and still visible scars, but you just hoped that Chan wouldnt notice.. You couldnt bare wearing an hot, thick pajama in this weather, and it will only make your boyfriend more suspicious, so you decided to just pretend theyre not here and see what will happened, and even tho, the situation where he will see them had to come one day.. You didnt wanted to scare him or get him worried, but you trusted him, like he trusted you..
So one day, when he came home, he removed his jacket and shoes while yelling an "I'm home babyyy" before making his way into the kitchen, and giving you a back hug with some complementary kisses on the neck, like usually.
You answered with an wide smile, one of his favorite, and a kiss on the lips.
You continued washing the dishes until you could feel his glance on you.. You turned your head at him to see him starring at your forearm, a really worried look in his eyes.Ā
"B-babygirl? what are those?" he said taking your arm in his hands, analizing the healed wounds closely.
"mhm.. nothing, chan. just some- hard past, i guess? I'm better tho, I promise"
"You promise?" he said still worried ;
"mhmhm promise" you smiled.
After this, he offered a cuddle session while asking you some questions ; without overwhelming you tho.
He asked since when you had them, why did you started it and if you wanted to talk about it..
He finished by kissing them, praising how strong you are and how he will always love every inches of you forever. <3
Lee know :Ā
ā¢ he noticed them while he was teaching you a dance.
That day you two were in the dance practice room because you wanted to learn the dance cover of a song you liked, and most importantly ; to spend a great time with your amazing and lovely boyfriend.
Even tho you knew he was very strict and serious when it comes to dance, you wanted to share his hobby and you knew that deeply, it made him really happy.
So you wore a comfortable outfit : an white tee shirt and legging, it matches and it was cute.
Generally you would take the time to wear arms warmers because even if your scars were old, you felt ashamed of them... but today was a very hot day, and you know you would remove them anyways, so you just prayed god to not let him notice them š
After a while, you started to struggle with one move so you asked him for help.
He took your arm to show you how to move it and the he noticed.
He noticed.
He was took aback at first, zoning out for two or three seconds before reacting fast.
"Since when do you have those..?"
"oh." you just answered
Even tho you trusted him with every cells of your body, you always hated belng so vulnerable and weak..
There were a big silent ; neither of you knew what to say or how to react.
He was the first to talk again tho.
"I presume theyre... self inflicted?"Ā
You didnt answered, and he got the message, suddently he patted your head cutely ; you were a bit confused at first before he spoke.
"It's okay Jagiya, you dont have to say anything, I wont force you, but if you have anything in this silly mind of yours, know that ill always be here no matter what, okay?"
You slightly smiled and nodded, he kissed your cheek before coming back to showing you that move.
Changbin :
ā¢ He noticed them while cuddling with you.
You were spending a really tough day and you were really tired... Plus it was soooo hot this afternoon, you were suffocating in your clothes.. so you decided, after coming home, take a shower, and doing your skincare, that you will wear that one pajama you had brough online a time ago.. It was pink and white, with a cute patern. in fact š¤āļø (sorry.) you were hesitating between two pajamas and changbin choosed this one. You putted it on and looked at yourself in the mirror "it looked better on the model.." you thought to yourself. Its not like you didnt liked theĀ Ā pajama ; no you loved it. The thing you didnt like was yourself. your body.Ā
When you looked at your reflection, your eyes met your tighs and your forearms.
You layed on your bed, looking at your scars..
They reminded you how you hated yourself, how theres so many things that you dont deserve, how you were useless, how you d-Ā
"Bunny hiiiii!!! im hommmeee!!" Changbin said while comming in, snapping you out of your thoughts, you were so focused that you didnt even heard him.
You smiled brightly, opening your arms so he can bury himself in them ; and he did.
Changbin was very affectionate and loved physical affection, so cuddles were daily with him, and you didnt minded at all.
He rushed in your arms and snuggled with you, a big happy smile on both your faces.
"I missed you so muuchhhhh"Ā
"me too" you smiled and answered.
after like 15 or 30 minutes of quiet cuddles and kisses, you two switched to a new position.
"wait-" he said
"mhmh?"
"ARE YOU WEARING THE PAJAMA I CHOOSED FOR YOU BUNNY?? š„ŗ"
you chuckled and nodded, before he cuddled you even harder causing you to giggle.
Then he saw your tighs.
he saw them.
he paused a moment while you were still giggling, not knowing he saw them.
"y/n?" his smile faded awayĀ
"yea?" you looked up at him and you understood...
"i.. "
he carressed your tighs with his hand, frowing.
"I never saw you had scars here before?"
"Sorry..." you mumbled "It was a long time ago, dont worry about me" you smiled saddly.
"do you have others?" he asked, worried.
"actually" you gave him your arms "yes, here"
He looked at them, his eyes almost watering, but he didnt wanted to cry in front of you
He gave you a really tight hugĀ
"Its okay binnie, its over now"
"are you sure?" he said worried in your neck
"mhmhmhm" you answered before covering him in kisses.
im so sorry if it was a little short..
tysmmm for reading like i said other members are coming soon!! <33
#straykids#stray kids#stray kids x reader#seo changbin#bang chan#lee know#lee minho#self h@rm#comfort
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My live reactions to Loki ep 4:
(Already 7 mins in and Iām angry with Kang)
-hell yea the clock lady wants you (what the fuck)
-mobius and Loki are very boyfriends rn
-shit the loom
-LOKI LOOKED AT MOBIUSā HAND
-sorry
-I love this Victor timely fella tbh
-oh fuck dox
-B15 my love <333
-no donāt let dox live
-oooooo words
-VĆctor is so autism
-ob and Casey <3333
-ob and victor meeting each others idles
-snake eating itās own tail= Ouroboros
-FANGIRLING
-CASEY JEALOUS??
-mobius is so sweet
-NOT THE BIGASS SUIT THING AGAIN POOR MOBIUS
-lmfao petty ob
-hahahahah VOLUNTEER LOKI
-skin?
-mobius and Loki fighting like an old couple is my favorite
-Sylvie = third wheel
-Loki is in fact super fast
-ooop victor is think
-Casey and ob are so bf coded
-CASEY IS THE OTHER WOMAN NOW
-PIE DATE 2???
-sylvie pls let them be a couple
-dude this bitch
-CALLING OUT MOBIUS FR
-HE HASNT LOOKED CAUSE HE LOVES LOKI HE WANTS TO STAY WITH HIM
-MOBIUS AND SYLVIE FACING OFF WHILE LOKI STANDS IN THE BACKGROUND IS ACTUALLY PEAK CINEMA
-WHO WILL HE CHOOSE
-pie pls
-LOKI YOU CHOSE HER???
-oh brad
-shit
-please donāt start a prison riot
-donāt bring Galileo into this
-Stfu dox
-uhhhh this tension is strange
-B15 !!!!!!
-brad doing the same hand-resting thing with his collar
-PIE TIME
-wait sylvie gtfo
-ohhhh please let them fight about MOBIUS
-Loki monologue incoming
-lmfao Thor mocking
-also Loki character development???
-yea those people live because of his lover
-damn wise words ig
-I donāt like them as a couple please donāt let this happen again
-yea sylvie thats kinda the point of hope
-i donāt hate her sheās just annoying on occasion
-anyways
-ok but you are gods tho
-thx Loki also back tf up
-MOVE ON /SRS
-damn that pie room is the real star or the show
-fuck dox srsly
-NO NO RAVONNA STOP
-also crazy bitch Ms minutes honorable mention
-SHES WORKING ON HERSELF OK
-oh shit life on the timeline?? Fr???
-oh fuck no you crazy bitches
-WHAT ARE THEY DOING
-BRAD NO
-FUCK DONT SQUISH THEM
-NO PLEASE OMFG RAVONNA
-MS MINUTES WHY ARE YOU PSYCHOTIC
-Brad that was fuckin cold
-see even ravonna doesnāt actually give a fuck who you are brad
-Casey x OB x Timely???
-Itās hotchoc victor
-I love victor
-mobius is so supportive
-whatās happening with the tempads tho???
-oh sorry b15 itās people goo now
-MS MINUTES STOP THIS AINT SUPPOSED TO BE HORROR
-Aw he made the guard hot coco
-OH FUCK
-BRAD WHAT THE HELL YOU CUNT
-IT WAS SO WHOLESOME UNTIL YOU SHOWED UP
-MOBIUS AND VIRUSES LMFAO
-shit Ms minutes
-stawp
-loki and mobius need more screen time together
-this feels much scarier than it should tbh
-ohhhā¦.hey ravonnaā¦.sorry about all that
-oh shit ok
-mommy? Sorry, mommy? Sorry-
-brad please relax with your 70s hair
-TIMELY DONT BE A DICK PLS
-RUN LOKI RUN
-oh fuck this is it ig
-real Ms minutes sucks
-shits getting real
-loki is gonna get pruned by himself
-sylvie constantly plays elevator music in her soul
-this is where Loki gets pruned!!!! Probably by himself
-yup I was right prune yourself
-damn sylvie strong
-good job loki???
-sorry just had to kill past me rq
-WHOS calling???
-and th e call was coming from IsIdE tHe HoUsE
-oh dammit ob you scared me
-mobius is so worried about his boyfriend heās willing to reboot the whole system
-LET THE LOKIS USE THEIR POWERS SRSLY
-BYE MS MINUTES
-Aw poor timely they arenāt mocking you
-OH SHIT
-youāll never be him.
-that shit was menacing fr
-oh DONT send brad out on his own!!!
-he gonna die
-fuck that was kinda hot ngl
-anyways hi sylvie/brad
-FUCK YEA SCREW YOU RAVONNA
-lokius has had way too few scenes today
-loki <333
-oh thank god
-OH THERE IS NO GOD
-THE LOOM
-oh loki please be safe
-donāt send timely out pls
-no dont!!!
-TIMELY PLS DONT DIE
-OH SHIT BLACK HOLE SPAGHETTI
-NO TIMELY PLEASE
-GOD HOW FIX PLS
-NO BAD LOKI
-STAY PUT PLEASE
-DUDE
-THIS SHIT IS TERRIFYING
-B15 MY LOVE
-OH FUCK WHY IS IT DARK
-WHAT THE HELL WHAT JUST HAPPENED
-THAT IS AN UNFAIR CLIFFHANGER
-COME BACK
#loki#loki episode 4#loki season 2#victor timely#mobius m mobius#ms minutes#ravonna renslayer#sylvie laufeydottir#loki laufeyson#lokius
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Thoughts while watching Wish:
- base princess personality trope
- Never getting over the face that the goat is named Valentino
- 7 dwarfs vibes with the friends
- Hans type character
- Weird ass love song to wishes
- Evil Chris Pratt went from 1-100 really fast
- The wife was 1000000% the kings wish and he used magic to get it
- Angry guy is played by GIZMO MY BELOVED
- 100 year old man move like a 60 year old fr
- Asha also goes from 50-100 real fast
- My favorite song was a little disappointing:(
- What sheās singing and what the animation gives dosent match
- Wifey is CLUELESS
- We couldāve had A STAR BOY INSTEAD WE GET THIS THING
- Star is still cute
- When you are a Star and accidentally make a devils trap in the tree lol
- IM A STAR āļø
- thanks for not eating me John
- Throwing books like your cramming for a test
- King is bipolar like actually tho
- EVERYTHING IS FINE
- What are you five ?
- DANCING CHICKENS
- Best friends help each other commit crimes against the kingdom
- King really is evil he made everyone go to an assembly and they arenāt even in school
- WAIT WAS KING SUPPOSED TO BE AN ALIEN
- how old is the king ? Do we know at all ?
- Casually dooms yourself to an eternity of pain because you got insecure
- HE HAS A SECRET LAIR LIKE HAWKMOTH
- ok how do wishes work again ? Was gramps not free to still inspire people
- Not the mom pleading for her daughter to only get her wish trampled on (definitely donāt need to look at how accurate that is)
- Star said SQUARE TF UP
- Heās literally just your king hit him with your bookshelf
- Returns to your stable if anyone asks pLaY dUmB
- when you have to speed run the 5 stages of grief bc you are the main character damnit
- I know what your thinking- WELL I DONT girl that star doesnāt have an expression on his face
- I can not swim *proceeds to jump into the water with reckless abandon *
- Youāve been hit by, youāve been stuck by LOSS OF YOUR WISH
- āAMYIA darling your just in time come meet my new TOYā why would you WRITE IT LIKE THAT
- Hot take anyone who calls their partner darling is on THIN FUCKING ICE
- King man went insane that is fun
- HANS KNOCK OFF BETRAYED THEM I FUCKING KNEW IT
- Dont worry im a talking mouse but very clean
- When you only want to be a loyal knight but you end up betraying your friends- happens to the best of us dude
- Good find Valentino - my butt found it
- introverts deserve sanctuaryā louder for the people in the back
- STRIKE, STRIKE newsies vibes
- YES fulfill your Sabos wish
- doc and dopey slayed
- They all did
- They are like any queer friend group fr
- the chase scene is cool
- YAZ QUEEN GET YOUR HUSBAND
- I was fooled by the love I felt- Its ok queen you were definitely manipulated not your fault
- Donāt destroy never land you bastard
- A stick ? What am I supposed to do with this ?
- The MUSHROOMS š
- Poor gizmo canāt catch a break no matter what universe heās in
- a dress on a tree more likely than you think
- Dude bro dear got into the mushrooms fr
- Sometimes a plan is just you and your six friends jumping from a high place
- FUCKING HANS GOT ME AGAIN
- thanks John
- Your so right bunnies are terrifying
- Nope nope nope nope nope
- StAr GeT aWaY fRoM tHeRe
- WAIT IS HE MAGIC MIRRIR GUY
- Yay singing again
- THE power of collective singing will always save the day
- GREEN SMOKE
- MyWiShEs dude get a grip
- Simon and queen should be besties now
- LONG LIVE THE QUEEN
- Peter Pan origin story šš
- ZOOTOPIA ?!?
- bippty boppty boo the magic wand is fixed
- Give GIZMO THE WAND šhe deserves it
- Fireworks yay
- 5/10 movie
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AUTISM TIME
ok so i got a few of the blind box gen7 pets today and i originally i was only gonna use one for a custom but im considering customizing all of them and infact im going to do a full review below
disclaimer: i am giving an honest review of these. my wording might appear harsh or whiny at some points but i am just trying to honestly review them. i am still very happy that lps are returning to these molds. also pls keep in mind that i dont currently have any authetic gen2 lps to compare them to rn, so my comparison is mostly based off my memory of them and the bases i have that are modeled after them
okay im gonna seperate this into categories bc i love lists im list boy. nvm dont call me that. ok
Appearance&design: even from first glance you can tell these are different than gen2, the og. the colors are way more saturated and dont get me wrong i love bright colors but for example the spaniel and ox? bull? both have "nuetral" colors aka brown in this case, but theyre very saturated to the point that both just look orange and its not very appealing at all. the caterpillar is ok, the green isnt too loud and pairs well with the yellow, and the otter's pastel pink isnt too bad either. however. a thing with these new lps is instead of the personality eye shines they can have personality markings on them. now this isnt necessarily a bad idea, and i can see it being quite cute is done well, but unfortunately this idea is not well executed. the markings look slapped on and out of place and because theyre only on certain pets it looks especially strange. on top of that, the paint job on these is not the greatest. i wouldnt normally be so critical of this, but considering everything else wrong with them, well. anyway. there are scuff? and paint marks on quite a few spots on all figures, though the otter seems the least blemished. the worst offender of a bad paint job is the ox. the muzzle is a splotchy and uneven attempt to call back to the airbrushed markings of old and the paint around his horns and hair is wildly uneven. not to mention how his hooves are not a different color than the rest of his body, which looks especially strange with the stark white horns. additionally, whatever sealant or plastic or whatever they used for the bulls hair feels greasy somehow? the mold for the ox is very cute tho :3 the color difference between the head and body on them isnt that bad, and can easily be overlooked, though it is worst on the caterpillar. the designs overall could be improved with at least some of the pets having more grounded colors and reworking the personality markings, maybe something like a small star on the bottom of a foot or a little cheek mark? ive spent enough time in this section lets move on
Quality: it is immediately obvious these are made of worse material than gen2. this is a problem in all modern toys though, so i dont particularly blame them for it. however, the ox head is bad. while all the toys seem to have a bit of give to the heads theyre not super squishy. the ox head is. because of how squishy the head is, it seems his nose bridge is caving in? it looks indented is what im saying. the texture of them isnt too bad but they feel noticeably worse than even my fake base ones i bought (shoutout to CustomLShop on ebay, the bases arrived super fast and were in excellent condition aswell as very nice packaging with even some bonus stickers :3) the caterpillars antennae are a little too flexible, im worried they might snap. there are very visible lines on the spaniel and the ox where the body mustve been in multiple pieces before being assembled. another thing is that while the heads do bobble mostly fine, they have a lot of trouble turning, theres resistance if even tilt the head, and it feels very strange. once again the otter seems to be the highest quality out of the ones i got, but it still has the same problems.
Price: i get that everything is expensive these days, but i feel it wouldve been more fair based on the quality if the individual boxes were around 2 dollars instead. it wouldve also been nice it there was a deal if you got the whole box set. also it seems that employees have been throwing away the bonus pet in the box when the box is empty of blind boxes, which is a shame because the bonus pet is a nice idea, but i think its not a great idea to have her on the box for the blind boxes as people are a majority of the time buying only a few individual boxes, so she gets left there as she looks like shes just part of the display
Final verdict: if you love lps or just arent concerned abt minor quality changes, go ahead and get em!! there are many problems with these but theyre still very cute and its awesome to see them coming back in the style i remember from my childhood :3
ok my energy is dwindling bc we also went grocery shopping (sensory overload city). i think? i covered everything i wanted to so. yea :3 lmk ur thoughts btw nd would also love to hear frm ppl who have also bought th blind boxes and your thoughts on them
also as far as customizing them i think ill stick to just repaints of them to preserve their design atleast a bit :3 tho th spaniel is an exception i hav big plans fr her lol
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Firey Gaze
summary: fluff alphabet luka hsr
hey yall im not dead yet!!!! so heres some fluff :3 (might be ooc)
cw: cringe,other than that just fluff (i think dont qoute me on that))
wc: 1,238
also no beta we die like dazai
Ė Ā· ā¢ . Ā° .Ė Ā· ā¢ . Ā° .Ė Ā· ā¢ . Ā° .Ė Ā· ā¢ . Ā° .Ė Ā· ā¢ . Ā° .Ė Ā· ā¢ . Ā° .Ė Ā· ā¢ . Ā° .Ė Ā· ā¢ . Ā° .Ė Ā· ā¢ . Ā° .Ė Ā· ā¢ . Ā°
A - admire - what do they admire about you?
ā¢Confidence. He is very confident himself so, he honestly would be star struck if his partner was also confident, even just a little bit. It doesnt have to be confidence about your appearance just ANYTHING. A hobby, a collection, a friend, your boundaries, etc.
B - body - what is their favorite part of your body?
ā¢Your eyes, he probably gets distracted by your eyes when hes fighting and gets hit.
C - cuddles - do they like to cuddle?
ā¢ At first he wouldn't because he would be scared his robotic arm would make you uncomfortable but once you reassure him, he warms up to it and loves to cuddle (would rather die than ask you to cuddle though, straight up drags you with him and cuddles you )
D - dreams - what do picture yalls future to be like?
ā¢Luka would NOT wanna be tied down with kids. But hes always up for animals!! (hc hes a dog person.) Luka would like to eventaully live in the same house as you too.
E - early or late riser?
ā¢He is 100% a morning person, wakes up at 5am with a shit load of energy and goes to do a full ass workout.
F - fight - how often do yall fight?
ā¢Hes constanly fighting and getting beat up, coming home covered in blood and bruises on the verge of death.I think you would be worried and lecture him and he would say, "This is what i enjoy!" there will be fighting sometimes. Hes pretty good at apologizing though.
G - gentle - how gentle are they, emontally and physically?
ā¢Ok, bbg is VERY emontally gentle, istg he will do anything for you, no questions asked as long as he gets a kiss or a hug as a reward. and physically? ok so he TRYS to be super gentle but because hes so strong and all that jazz, he might accidentally hurt you
H - honest - do they hide things from their s/o?
ā¢ok he 100% shares almost everything with you, but,if you ask him if you look good in smth and he doesnt think so, he will be SWEATING."o-oh u-uhm! i-its...?" he wont give you a direct answer. but besides that, he wont keep secrets unless its for your own good. Also he wont give to many details about his past untill hes more comfy with you.
I - i love you - how long did it take for them to say ily
he hands you flowers and choclate before blurting it out, rubbing the back of his head nervously as he tries to act confident. If you reject him he will try to switch the topic. (awkwardly)
J - jealousy - how fast do they get jealous?
ā¢Dont quote me on this but, he quite literality thinks Aphrodite (or Idrila?) came down and personally blessed you, hes very confident so he probs gets jealous like mediocrely fast but doesn't let it show until the person is like CLEARLY. hitting on you because he doesn't wanna be overbearing
K - kiss - where do they like to be kissed,where do they like to kiss you,what is kissing them like?
ā¢he loves to be kissed on his nose OR knuckles, i cant explain why,also kiss his robotic hand and he will FOLD. likes to kiss right underneath your eye and your forehead because hes pure like that. hes probably not that experienced in kissing you so you might have to guide him but,hes like so confident when hes kissing you, you forget if he does smth wrong. will ask for kisses without shame.
L - little ones - how are they w/ kids?
ā¢Hes fucking amazing with kids,tells them storys, feeds them, helps them, like hes amazing with them but doesnt want to feel tied down with a family so he visits the moles a lot.
M - memory - whats their fav memory of you?
ā¢one time you needed to burn off some steam and he suggested that you could spar with him, with a little bit of convincing, you agreed and something about seeing you sweating and moving around in the dimly lit room just like made him feel butterflys, no i cant explain why.
N - nicknames - what do they call their s/o?
ā¢alrighty, he would call you like weird nicknames as a joke to embarrass you, but fr? he uses "love" for a pet name
O - open - how long does it take for them to open up to you?
ā¢ About his past? depends. He doesnt really keep his past a huge secret but he 100% wont bring it up unless you ask because he finds opening up to be awkward and a sign of weakness (unless its someone else venting, then its fine just not him.)
P - patience - how quickly are they annoyed?
ā¢Doesnt get annoyed fast because he quite literately spends his whole life training and then still fails sometimes, so hes very patient, and when his patience runs thin, either he is not aware and might snap at you, or hes very aware and runs away to avoid snapping at you
Q - quizzes - how much do they remember about you?
ā¢Forgets his own age but he does remember the important things about you like your birthday, favorite candy, color, etc!
R - rainy day - what do they like to do on rainy days?
ā¢he loves to take you outside and find worms, stomp in puddles, pull pranks on random people, etc. You gotta remeber hes still a kid (17) also if you get a cold the next day, hes apologizing like his life depends on it
S - security (hahahahah got you) - how protective are they?
ā¢he knows you can protect yourself because he has probably taught you some self defense moves, but if hes there and some person is like trying to touch or or assault you, lets just say its a gorey sight<3
T - talk - what do they like to talk to you about?
ā¢Everything and nothing, he shares all the gossip with you. also, bring up the topic of insects and suddenly hes reciting to you a whole ass book about them
U - ugly - what is a red flag of theirs?
ā¢After a fight,he will just shower you in praises and everything to try and get you to stop being mad,now you might think "oh this isnt that bad!!!" to which your right in some degree BUT itās a little manipulative core
V - vanity - how concerned are they with their looks?
ā¢Considering hes a champion of Belobog, he is pretty concerned about his looks, he LOVES when you compliment him, will never forget it.
W - whole - would they feel complete w/o you?
ā¢Would mange ok physically, his performance might falter a little but emotionally? if hes opened up to you, hes not recovering. But of course he plays it off because heās to proud for that. (will beg for you back if given the opportunity.)
X- xtra - random hc for them
ā¢Loves to show you off,basically the whole of belobog knows you two are dating.
Y - yuck - what is something they would not like in a partner?
ā¢ A overly sympathetic person, no i canāt explain this one and please donāt get mad at me
Z - zzz - what are they like when they sleep?
ā¢if you guys are cuddling, you might break a rib or two from him holding you so tightly.
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a/n: i got these hcs out of satans ass,so if they are ooc,please tell me
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A Wistful Waltz
Hello everyone!! Have a small fanfic of my TWST Yuu, Jen, dancing with her crush Sebek during the Glorious Masquerade event!! <3
As for Vil's Moving Castle, it is still in the works so dont worry!! I should have another chapter out soon, as long as I am still able to pass through finals that are coming up in the second and third week of December!
Love you all and thank you so much for the support!! <3
Bnnuy Out~!
Don't speak just yet
Jen could watch Sebek all day, seeing him run around and protect Malleus, spouting off about how much he admires his liege. Yet, here they are in Fleur City, a most beautiful and wondrous town that Jen had been dying to get to in hopes of learning more of this world. Fully glad Grim harassed poor Crowley just so that the two of them could be sent here with the group. Yet, she knew that something was underlying in everything that Rollo was putting out. Something just didn't seem right.
Let's soak up the time that we have left
All of time felt odd while Jen was here. As if everything was moving too fast as they ran around the town pulling these flowers that sapped her magic. Threatening to destroy everything that Jen had worked so hard for. She could feel herself weakening throughout the entire fight if pulling weeds within the city in hopes of protecting everyone besides herself. She needed to. For this wasn't her world but she had come to love it as her own.Ā
Breathe our vows when the stars, chase the clouds
As the fight had ended, the bell of Solace rang out once more. Everything felt back to normal. As if it could ever be normal enough for Jen. She had come to a strange world just like she had come to the land of Devildom, had to relearn everything back from the beginning once more and expand on everyone and everything here within this land. Yet, she didn't particularly hate it. She couldn't believe she could hate him. Not after everything they have been through.
Let's play with chance
The stars looked almost too bright tonight, the music as well was too loud for Jenās ears. It probably didn't help that her outfit felt light as a feather but with all the jewelry and ornaments adorning her body, she felt like led. Her eyes could only trail after a mint haired man running around, spewing how gracious and great his master was. How his gift shall forever be remembered here within Fleur City and how all these humans should be grateful to hear The Prince Malleus Draconiaās voice sing such an old tune that was relevant to Fleur Cityās culture. As she was asked to dance by Deuce, Riddle, Azul and Silver, she could only keep her eyes painted upon only one backside, determined to get one dance with him.
Put your hand in mine, dear, give me this dance. Waltz around, while the night plays out
She couldn't believe what she was about to do but she had faith in herself. Afterall, Deuce had commented that she was almost as headstrong as he was. Her determination was just as admirable as Azulās and how she planned this out was approved by Silver. How could he deny such an order from Malleus Draconia to give her one simple dance? A simple waltz that if they both didn't like it, they could just simply forget about it. Jen could feel the air around her get sucked out from her as she felt Sebekās hand grasp her waist and the other securing itself within her hand as he began to pull her with him across the dance floor. It felt as if there was no one with Jen as the stars enclosed them both within her eyes, for all she could see and dare to stare up at was the masked man that she knew was Sebek, falling into her trap of getting one dance out of him this night. As if a large spotlight had been following them around while everyone could only stare at the loud crocodile and the rabbit heās caught within his maws share a dance.
Let's try our luck. I'll stand on the edge, give me a shove
It felt like everyone let out a breath of relief as Sebek was busying himself with waltzing with Jen. The sudden rivals that seemed to have something more blossoming between them that night. More than just the tension of rivalry. More of something more sweet and tender that one could have never seen him ever receiving while the other was more than willing to give it all for them. Jen couldn't help but pour out her gentle musings of poetry and unfettered love for the mint haired man, readying to face rejection within her face only to get back a flushed red crocodile muttering how a certain beastman wasn't too pathetic in battle, how he never knew that rabbits could be so determined to face danger, face on. To even be willing to fall into the maws of a crocodile. To have such trust within a guard made him feel so much more worthy of protecting Malleus and to know that he could protect someone just as important to him as well. How could he deny Jen when his feelings were so obvious to himself?
Catch my mouth, while the stars chase the clouds
Jenny could feel herself floating and if it weren't for the fact that Sebek was holding her, she was sure she wouldāve floated herself up to the ceiling. At least, that's what she thought. Her state of mind was on cloud nine at hearing the confession from Sebek, knowing that her feelings were not just one sided and how much she prayed and wished to the stars that she would have this dance with Sebek. To have the courage to ask him out. To receive a positive yes? Oh, how her heart soared and leaped for joy! To know that she had her very own lucky star in her hand now, to know that Sebek is someone she will always be willing to fight for. As the waltz slowly ended, she couldnāt help but feel herself leaning in and with a nod from Sebek was hesitant, she could feel the rush of fireworks behind her system as she experienced something more heavily than any other angel she had met before as they shared a soft kiss underneath the candlelight of the ballroom, the stars twinkling brightly outside as if proud of their little achievement. Ah, what a future they cannot wait to experience together.Ā
#sebek x oc#sebek x yuu#sebek zigvolt#twst#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland sebek#twisted wonderland sebek zigvolt#twst sebek#twst sebek zigvolt#glorious masquerade#yuusona#yuu#twst yuu#twst oc#twst yuusona#twisted wonderland yuusona#twisted wonderland yuu#Spotify
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A client sent me a dm and I thought these would be some nice readings to share (with consent). Some parts have been removed for anonymity.
āHow does [initials] feel about me and the current relationshipā
King of cups: I sense that he thinks this is a very new thing and heās scared to change to much or do anything too sudden. Even if he does move fast I feel he regrets it. I see a great deal of warmth and compassion towards you. Itās a very gentle and emotional aura and I think he really cherishes what you have now.
Reversed 6 of swords: I do however see him coming out of his shell and taking things further. It may be that he needs a bit of a push to get him to that level or that he wants to make sure youād feel alright with it too. I think he has a bit of a balancing act to do right now and that heās worried if he moves too fast it will all fall apart.
Reversed 8 if swords: I think this is a big sign to just let things happen. Dont try to railroad the relationship or plan things out too meticulously. Just enjoy the moment and what you have and assure him that you are okay to move at his pace. Dont force yourself to do things you dont want to do. I have a feeling you two can just enjoy these early stages as they come.
Reversed wheel of fortune: in this reading I think this symbolises that a lot is up in the air but that itās fine. You donāt need to fret about smaller details right now. Letting yourself enjoy the now without thinking about the next āgoalā is the best way to approach this currently
āDoes my soul tribe exist and how can I find themā
The star: your people are out there I promise. They are perfect for you and they will support you in every way possible. My card has seven stars all revolving around one main star and I think this symbolises you and your friends. Though the star does warn about being too greedy and expecting too much I do believe that these are the people youre looking for
Reversed wheel of fortune: this usually is about moving on and finishing things. Tying up your loose ends and starting anew but since its reversed id say that already youre in the right place to find them. Of course being more adventurous and outgoing always helps all in all I think youre on the right path. I also sense that the places you are spending your time are actually alright for finding people. Whether that means that you are going out or that youre talking online I do think that youre right at the gateway to your new friends.
4 of cups: its important to stay vigilant when searching. Make sure you actually connect to the people you find and that you arent just settling for them because they seem ārightā. Itās okay to not click with people and itās okay for finding your real people to take time but trying to make yourself fit somewhere you dont belong can be very damaging.
Reversed 8 of swords: this is a great card but kind if builds on the last one. You have so many options out there and so much time to explore. Dont hold yourself back from any of your possibilities. While I donāt see much frustration or anger in your search I do feel like it will be quite lonely if all you focus on is finding the right people. Let yourself enjoy life and the right people will come to you!
I really appreciate the opportunity to share more readings so I want to thank the client again for letting me share this
#divination#free divination#free readings#hellenic pagan#paganism#tarot cards#tarot reading#hellenic polytheism#tarot#romantic tarot reading#friend tarot reading
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STAR TREK: DISCOVERY | S1E9 "Into the Forest I Go"
[I will react to each episode individually and in full, raw reception and then post as is unrevised here onto my tumblr for the full span of every and all NuTrek episodes and series that have been and will be released. If this falls under your field of interest - I welcome your company in joining me. Enjoy the ride.] -------
Seeing DISCO fly like that orbiting the ship is so pretty. Lorca does captaincy pretty well so far Or at least definitely holds that air Ok so these camera cuts dont feature zooms every shot - feels infinitely better. But I dont imagine that will last. It's so odd - I want to like Lorca more but he has such a sinister air about him - which is intentional im sure. curious what his lore is. I wonder where his tribble tribbles off to Nice to see lorca caring about the purpose of his ship - science haha this is the first time ive felt evil untrustworthiness in a main starship captain damn saru just like TALK to burnham? i saw your look at her when Lorca said she's to stay. These effects are so nicee Oml how Doc Hugh just swiped the PADD's contents into the holographic screen like that, sexy its so odd to see the camera out of focus in shots that should be in focus i really love how these screens look
Kol talking is so nice to hear his voice and how klingon roles off his speech sounds relaly good Ok in these klingon scenes, they really should stop the zooms. it makes it all feel like cutscenes in a videogame. such pretty beaminggg Im curius to see how they can retain this tension Ugh seeing DISCO move like that is so pretyyyy Dude time and time again, Trek could be such a good game series. theres so much to do if they can write a rich enough basis and objective course. I know Star Trek: Resurgence is a thing, but why is it the ONLY thing like it that exists for Trek? These things really make me wonder. And make me worry I really hope Trek doesnt fade out. I recognise another aspect of why I feel confused about Burnham's character is that it hasnt been made apparent to me really her amiable or decent rooting into the crew to care about them due to all of the animosity the show was borne with. L'Rell's eyes look so gooddd Damn she was into torturing u huh Damn you just shot her like that damn poor Tyler. I love how solid the phasers look in hand I love the detail in the sets marvelous job. Ohh thats a very nice fade in to the monitor of the sensour
oml the way DISCO could just spin like that and pull DBZ teleport lmaoooooo Kol saying "wtf is it doing" lmaooo I worry that the sensour on the klingon ship is so bright and glowy would just give away its position to the klingons It's a little odd how the DISCO spins before teleportation haha intersting though Stamets said I love you but had like no gravity ack The way Stamets shakes his head side to side like that nakedly without camera effect or blured movement looked laughable. this kind of stuff just really impedes the show. when its easy to fix. The way Kol picks his teeth with the badge - the way its shot is not the best but ill say Burnham's line delivery saying "I'm the one who killed T'Kuvma" was actually really good and strong. man this show has bits and pieces of being rather fair in performance. but it gets assaulted by really amateur/dumb/distasteful constructive choice in the episodes
damn i didnt think hed put the badge on himself That looks so interesting imagine that OOOO I liked that transport midjump nice ??? really?? Kol is destroyed just like that?? that felt so fast with very little impact? Kol never really felt menacing is the thing. The scariest the klingons felt in this show so far is literally episode one. when Burnham meets this fully armoured klingon during her space flight. It was a literlaly BEAUTIFULLY DELICIOUS moment of that reveal and that bird of prey it was actually WONDERFULLY done. where has that gone. i still dont care at all for ash x burnham. itd be more compelling if they were good friends. without romance.
i feel like nothing really significant happened with Kol gone now like nothing at all. There is a certain curse that Star Trek has. That is loses a lot of steam when it attempts to deviate from TOS. I mean, i understand TOS is the essence of trek forever and always. but it also makes me sad that trek doesnt really stand on its own with much semblance of strength without TOS. It's another reason why Trek feels so small. Cargo Bay is so pretty. Lorca being humble is nice. saying thank you? nice. The filming of this episode is literlaly better. the camera direction is not done in such an annooyingly impatient jittery way as past episodes I like how we just appreciate the cargo bay environment KLINGON BOOBS. i didnt think id see that. oml dont tell me you have a stockholm syndrome thang going on :( wow thats the first time i ever seen a naked klingon. Oh shit. dont say she R'd u. that's fucked. Ok I think another reason why this episode is actually better is because its actually DARING to be more S T E A D Y . which is something htis show CRITICALLY needs desparately. stamets kissy Hugh cuteee Stamets you better not die from this last jump.
Um. Lorca. Those are a lot of coordinates? um. ummmmm. oh shit whoaaaaaaa those are some NICE ice crystal effects on the glass
ummm there were momentarily 2 DISCOs ā¦ā¦. mā¦. ā¦..mā¦ā¦ā¦mmmā¦ā¦.mirrorverseā¦.??? infinite permutations huh MIRRORVERSE?
damn stamets so pale even his eyes lost colour. Kind of funny every time we see the android we hear that electronic sound Oooo
Ok yeah this was one of the stronger episodes in the series so far. almossst exclusively because the camera work/cinematic editing was more PATIENT. whatd i say. ok well an improvement for sure, this episode was.
im waiting on ya, DISCO.
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thinking abt black arms sonic boom shadow again. he was a part of team dark, but was Brain Blasted when the black arms arrived and lost most of his memories, slowly, painfully, until he ran away from his friends to live in a cave forever. rouge and omega are in a race to find him, to get their friend back. is this anything? hello? im listening to brand new day from dr horrible. sorry.
shadow sees images of rouge and omega, and it gives him migraines, and he doesnt know why. eclipse tells him its no problem and nothing to worry about, black doom gaslights him abt how its like. "those migraines are becuz you know how foolish these mortals are. go kill them lmao".
rouge and omega live on the main-land, in a city, in an unassuming apartment. they dont work for the government this time. rouge owns her club and shadow and omega are bouncers- behind the scenes they do weapons deals and vigilante work. they kind of run a mobian underground gang? rouge is like the matriarch of her section of town. omega was built by eggman in a plan to take over some mainland cities, but he was abandoned and dropped in the sea. he washed up on shore, and rouge fixed him up a bit and omega vowed allegiance to her and revenge on his creator, who he cant rlly remember. shadow was discovered when rouge and omega were infiltrating GUN bases trying to find info on omega's creators whereabouts. omega convinced rouge to take him in. they help him work out his memories, rouge spends a few days reading through shadow's files. they become goth best friends easily. yay!
they kind of have to bunker down for the black arms invasion. rouge tries to prepare by letting omega know whats going on, and keeping shadow and omega up in the apartment instead of working in the club. rouge doesnt want it to be real, she hopes rlly hard that it wont happen, so she doesnt tell shadow at first. after the first wave of migraines, memories resurfacing, and detached voices tho, she has to come clean. sucks! omega is mad at her, but he doesnt try to tell shadow becuz he doesnt rlly know as much as rouge does. they refuse to lock shadow up again, but they regret it once he runs away (after abt a week of endless onslaught of Psychic Attacks). theres a lot of fighting in the last week before shadow runs away. mostly shadow fighting the mental attacks. hes bedridden for a while. omega and rouge fight, too. omega is mad at rouge for not telling shadow anything about his past. she knows it was stupid, but she was really hoping it would turn out differently. she says omega wouldnt know becuz hes an emotionless robot. so. tensions are high. and shadow is getting fed Evil Juice so he keeps tearing apart the curtains. he runs away in the middle of the ngith, which is really just the afternoon for these guys. he has to fight omega to escape the apartment. shadow gets out mostly unscathed, becuz omega doesnt want to hurt him so badly, but omega has to be heavily repaired, which is why they cant go after shadow fast enough to track him easily. they hear about sonic from some GUN files a few months later. on the list of his adversaries is a hedgehog doppelganger- described as having a familiar star-shaped quill style, and black and red fur. they book it to the island as soon as possible. probably steal some GUN transport. either rouge figures out the controls, or they kidnap some GUN hostage to fly it for them. either way.
eventually they find shadow. yay! they help him get his memories back and stop the evil alien invasion, and omega gets to find out where eggman lives. they move in to the island w shadow so they can try to stop eggman more.. permanently. things reset back to funny sitcom, except now the goths are there too.
#sorry this is kinda angsty. if you listened to dr horrible you would know why#sonic boom black arms au#sorry long post ik. i got brain blasted with good lore
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During Volume 7, Ruby has been avoiding talking to Penny for a while. Eventually, she gets cornered by Penny who wants some answers why.
āWhy are you avoiding me, Ruby?āĀ
Ruby hesitated as she felt her back press up against the hallway wall. Her eyes darted around as she looked for a way to escape, a nervous smile crossed her lips as her heart pounded in her chest. āA-avoiding you? Iām not avoiding you-āĀ
Penny moved closer, a worried expression came across her face. āYou have been here for one month, two weeks, 4 days, and 15 hours, yet we have spent very little of that time together catching up. Ever since you were given your huntress license, you have tried to keep away from me. Please, tell me what is going on.āĀ
Ruby felt her chest tighten as she watched Penny, a heavy sigh left her lips. Her body refused to move, refused to find a way out. As she looked to her left and right, she still couldnt see a way around Penny that would let her leave without causing a scene. Though, with the way a few people had started to watch them, she was sure they were causing a scene already. āWeāll talk about it later-ā
āWhy can we not talk about it now?ā
āNowā¦ now isntā¦ I cantā¦ā A tear started to fall down her cheek as she tried to get the right words out, her heart kept pounding in her chest as her face paled and her breathing started to quicken. For months she had to deal with losing Penny, deal with watching her come back and pretend everything was normal, that everything would be like Beacon again. Her hands shook as she pressed them against the wall as she watched the room spin.Ā
āRuby?ā Penny asked. āAre you okay?āĀ
āIā¦ Iām fineā¦ā Ruby didnt feel herself start to slide down the wall as everything seemed to swirl around together. Her words slurred together as she watched Beacon fall once more in front of her, Penny being torn apart in front of her. āDont wanna lose youā¦ again.āĀ
Penny gently pulled Ruby to her and started to walk her out of the academy. āLet me get you to my father.āĀ
Ruby didnt notice as she was held by Penny and taken to Pietro, her mind still swirling with what happened at Beacon. Her legs shook with each step, her breathing quickened as her body started to panic. Her eyes started to dart around as she relived that night over and over again. It wasnt until she felt the cool night breeze on her face that she finally started to calm down, the visions of Beacon fading to show Atlas and Mantle below her.Ā
āI am not going anywhere, Ruby,ā Penny said as she held Ruby tightly as she hovered in the air. āYou will not lose me again.āĀ
āButā¦ what if I do?ā Ruby took a few deep breaths to keep herself calm, her words still coming out through broken breaths. āI thought I could save you at Beacon but then I watched you die in front of me and Iā¦ I wasnt fast enough. And Pyrrhaā¦ I couldnt save her either.āĀ
Penny slowly lowered herself and put a hand against Rubyās cheek. āYou will not lose me again. While I want things to be as they were when we were at Beacon, what I mean is that I want our friendship to remain as it was.āĀ
Ruby slowly nodded as she felt her heart break at those words. Her chest started to tighten once again, though this time from holding back a few tears that started to well up in her eyes. A small, sad smile started to make its way across her lips as she tried to hold back how she truly felt. āJustā¦ friends then, right?āĀ
Penny nodded. āWe should get you to father though to make sure you are okay-āĀ
āIām fine now, Penny.ā Ruby slowly pulled herself out of Pennyās arms and dropped with her semblance to the ground. āIām going to head to my dorm to rest. Iāll see you tomorrow?āĀ
āOf course, Ruby.āĀ
Ruby let out a heavy sigh as she watched Penny fly away as a green streak of light. The forced smile on her face dropped as her body relaxed and dropped to the ground. Her eyes stayed staring at the stars in the night as a few tears rolled down her cheek. As a shooting star streaked across the night sky, Ruby closed her eyes and curled up on the ground.Ā
āI wish Penny would understand how I felt. Iā¦ I love her and I dont want to lose her again.āĀ
After a few quiet moments, Ruby picked herself up and started to make her way to the dorm again, heartbroken and alone.
#ruby rose#rwby ruby rose#penny polendina#drabbles#angsty drables#this was fun to write#might have to continue it
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