#let nancy have a bf and a gf

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ooo tell me more about med student steve & nurse eddie 💕💕💕

HELLO JANAI!!! this fic is the one I'm most actively writing rn (as opposed to Kas!Steve AU where i'm constantly rotating it in my brain like a rotisserie chicken, but that's for outlining/untangling knots in the plot reasons lmao) so I am Very Happy to talk about it <3

I did actually finish properly outlining this AU today too!! Unless inspiration strikes me and I write way too much for something, it looks like this fic will be 7 chapters and a short epilogue.

SO, to answer your ask I'm going to share with you what some of the other ST characters (those that I've slotted into a healthcare role, at least) are doing in this AU:

Chrissy is the ward clerk, aka the person who handles all the admin tasks, on the ward Eddie works on! They're best friends, and if there's a quiet moment (or more likely, Eddie is on break) you can usually find them talking shit together at Chrissy's desk. Chrissy is also a bi icon in this AU 🩷💜💙

Joyce is the Nurse Unit Manager of the ward - as the title implies, she's the boss of the nursing staff on the ward and in charge of things like making sure hospital policies are being followed & organizing the nursing team so all patients are adequately cared for. She is Very Overworked but she runs a tight ship!

Argyle is one of the hospital pharmacists, and Jonathan is a trainee hospital pharmacist working with him (but not directly under him as Argyle's personal trainee. That'd be a little weird, considering they're dating). Argyle is also working on a research paper about the benefits of medicinal marijuana (with hopes the team's findings will contribute to further legalisation across the country).

Jason sucks. Jason is a medical student on placement with Steve, and he's... he's what we call a gunner. In med school, gunners are students who are ambitious to a fault, potentially willing to throw other students under the bus to further their own career or academic performance, and often focus too much on the "being right"/"being The Best at medicine" aspects of being a doctor instead of prioritizing the patient and their needs. Basically, he's an out-of-touch privileged jackass who comes from a long line of doctors, and has therefore just Assimilated into the family destiny without ever thinking about what being a doctor actually means.

Vickie works in the hospital pathology centre - she's one of the people who picks up samples and processes them after the doctors or nurses drop them off. Every time Robin goes up there (because it's common to send the med students off to drop off the pathology samples) she is So Very Normal and makes Normal People Conversation with Vickie. Robin is so smooth, I promise.

Nancy is another medical student like Robin & Steve are, and she's currently with the consult psychiatry team with Robin. Nancy is also dating Jonathan, because Jonathan has two hands, and Nancy is very interested in the research work Argyle does. She is still Steve's ex-girlfriend in this AU - they had a poorly-thought-out brief relationship in their first year of medical school, and no one in the medical school has let them live it down.

Dr Henry Creel is the consultant doctor in charge of the Internal Medicine team Steve & Jason are currently with. As he's in charge of the team, he's the one who grades the med students and decides if they pass or fail their placement term. I'm sure nothing bad will come of this.

For reference, the "young adults" of the ST cast are in their mid-twenties in this AU. This means that those in fields like nursing or pharmacy have already graduated from college and are full-status employees in their chosen fields, while the med students of the group are still working their way through medical school (since doing a bachelor's + an MD is pretty time-consuming, and that's before you take any time off from studying after high school or between degrees). Also, Henry is Older here, since in canon he's like... what, 40 in 1986? He's at least in his fifties in this AU, since consultant doctors are rarely any younger than that (particularly if they're not brand new to the job).

Also, if I haven't said this elsewhere already, this is a modern AU! No way am I forcing myself to replace all my healthcare knowledge with healthcare knowledge from 40 years ago for this fic, it's bad enough I have to pretend to understand how the American healthcare system works lmao

Send me an ask about my WIPs!

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GymRat!Miguel Part 8

content warning: fluff, a little bit of hurt/comfort, some mentions of food, 18+ so MDNI, thigh riding 😙, thigh fucking 🤪, public indecency??? exhibitionism???, katoptronophilia aka mirror sexy time (thanks for the word jelly 🪼), just overall a really good time

word count: 4.4k, not proofread (we're only gearing up to what I assume will be another giant chapter 😷)

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GymRat!Miguel who does some sets of push-ups, sit-ups, and leg raises in place of the gym. You watch him while you wait for room service, encouraging him from the side. Your presence was especially needed during the sit-ups when you sit at his feet, holding them down and giving him kisses when sits up.

GymRat!Miguel who sings loudly in the shower after his workout. You have to answer the door with an apology as the server laughs at Miguel belting out Britany Spears.

GymRat!Miguel who finally decides to respond to his texts. He’s had enough time to cool off and your presence was like a calm breeze, kissing away at his skin.

He discards his empty plate, placing it back on the cart. You’re still chewing away at some fluffy pancakes, enjoying the views of the high-rise hotel as the default channel played soft jazz.

GymRat!Miguel who lays in your lap while you eat some fruit. He has his phone in his hands ready to type, but he opens his mouth, silently begging for you to feed him grapes and pineapple chunks.

He hums to himself happily when you comply, combing a hand through his hair. He felt so peaceful like this. Serene.

GymRat!Miguel who sighs as he opens the message app. Here we go.

Abuela 💕:

“Abuela I’ll call you tonight”

“And there will be no babies. Not now”

“There better not be!”

Pa:

“Gracias pa”

“I’m glad you were able to meet her”

“She means a lot to me”

“I can tell”

“Mijo you pack a big punch!”

“Uno más!!!”

“You got that from me 👍🏽”

“Sure did pa 😭”

Gabri 🤡🤏🏽:

“You’re such an instigator”

“It’s not instigating. It’s reporting 😌”

“‘It’s reporting ☝🏽🥸’”

“Shaddap”

“You think I’m letting a member of the robotics team bully me?”

“You have perfect pitch and play the saxophone”

“You’re not winning this battle”

“Aren’t you supposed to be entertaining my girl? 🤨”

“Direct this clown act to her”

“Not sure how she puts up with it but I’ll free her soon”

“Stfu”

“A real man would be doing OTHER things but I digress”

“Did you really have to send a pic”

“You hate me”

“It’s clear to me now”

“Anyway what’s this about Tyler punching things”

“OHHHHH”

“He got him good”

“Square in the face”

“A bloody mouth to match his nose”

“TWINEM”

“Good”

"Pa said he granted me the ability to punch"

“He can dream on about that”

“Because where tf is my strength 😒”

"He punched Tyler before"

"Your time will be soon"

"😕"

"Also Ik about Nancy cheating already"

"Tyler told me in high school"

"I didn't want to be the one to tell Kron"

"Ur better than me"

"I would have told him that after that punch"

"YOUR MOM IS A HOMEWRECKER!"

"That's not what that means but ok"

Dana:

“Does your bf know you’re lusting after others?”

“Not if you don’t tell 😙”

“….I don’t think I want to give you her number”

“You’re perfect for Gabri”

“You’re both unbearable”

“What’s unbearable is I’m not talking to your gf rn”

“It’s too many O’Haras”

“Too much testosterone”

“SAVE ME MIG’S GF”

“MIG’S GF SAVE ME!!!”

Dad….Tyler:

“It’s ok. For what it’s worth, I can tell that you had good intentions.”

“Gabri told me what happened”

“I apologize for acting out of order and punching your son, but I couldn’t let him disrespect my girlfriend and my mom. No matter how difficult she may be, I’m the one who should tell her about it. Not him.”

"I completely understand that. You did what you thought was right, and that's far more admirable than what Kron did."

"In another reality, you and Kron could get along. For now, I will aim for cordial. I will make sure that he apologizes to you, your girlfriend, and Conchata."

"I don't want an apology if it's not genuine."

"Let's move on from that. You said you wanted to make it up to me? I saw that you added more dates to the hotel. Thank you for that, you didn't have to."

"Yes! If you are willing, I would love for you and your girlfriend to meet with me. I actually arranged something for you, Gabriel, and your girlfriends. I want to hear your input before I finalize the details."

"Sure thing. Is this afternoon ok?"

"That's perfect. I'll see you then."

Ma:

Read: 11:10 AM ✓✓

“Ugh,” Miguel groans, shutting his phone off and closing his eyes.

You stop rubbing his hair and look down, “What’s wrong?”

Miguel grunts as he moves your hand to continue, “My mom wants me to come home. Not sure if I want to do that right now. Not unless I know she’s ready to be accountable for once, which I highly doubt.”

You hum in understanding, “She’s still your mom, though. You’ll have to see her eventually.”

“My mom or not, she had no right to talk to you the way she did,” Miguel said reaching his hand up to your face. “It was cruel and…strange coming towards you. She doesn’t know you. Not yet, anyway.”

It’s not like she was trying to know you, either. Miguel seemed to understand this in your silence.

“I have to go grab some clothes so she might just get her wish,” Miguel says, turning his head towards your stomach.

You look down at him, “You don’t have to. Today is my last day here.”

“Well, lucky for us, Tyler extended the stay for a few more days,” he grinned. He started to move your shirt to fondle your skin.

Your stomach twitched as his breath brushed your skin. He started to kiss along your front, head disappearing under your sweater. He hummed as he started to tug at your underwear with his teeth.

“Hey,” you say, watching his head moving around through the material. “Stop that and finish talking.”

You pulled your sweater up to reveal him, his teeth still holding the band of your panties and eyes like a cat that got caught.

He let the band go close to your stomach so it wouldn’t snap, “This visual is making me forget everything.” His eyes are heavy and wandering.

You look to where he’s looking to see that you’re essentially flashing him.

You drop your shirt in embarrassment, letting out a sound of panic.

“No, no, baby let me see.”

“No, you’re at such a weird angle.”

“All art must be viewed up close and personal.”

Miguel sat up from your lap. He watched as you huffed and pinched the neckline of your sweater, moving it for air.

"You're so confident from afar, but when I'm near you like this, you get so shy. Even in public, you can be so bold. It's just you and me here."

"It's just," you watch Miguel as he crowds your space. His mouth goes behind your ear to press his lips into your skin. "I don't know. It feels like...more when it's just us. More real."

"Does it not feel real when we're in public?"

Miguel sits back, eyes wondering to yours. There's a pinch in his eyebrows, so faint you almost miss it.

"It does! That's not what I mean."

"Then, what is it? Tell me. Talk to me."

"I want to do more with you."

"But?" Miguel holds your hands in his, stopping you from picking at the loose threads of the sweater. He rubs them with his thumbs, itching to pull you closer.

"But, when you look at me like that, I feel like I could pass out. I get overwhelmed and nervous. I don't want to say or do anything stupid. It gets harder to control myself. I feel crazy."

Oh.

Oh.

"Then there are moments when my brain fools me into thinking that you don't like me in the way that I like you. Moments when that girl from not so long ago comes back, ashamed of herself and her body. A small part of me that thinks you could date anyone else and you're settling."

Miguel takes a moment to process your words.

He takes a breath, then opens his mouth.

"You really don't understand how much you affect me, do you?"

Miguel pulled you in his lap, fed up with this charade.

You grip his shoulders, steadying your balance with how fast he grabbed you.

"Miguel-"

"I don't know everything that your last boyfriend did to you and I don't know everything that you've experienced because of your body. Baby, I don't even know what you've seen all this time to make you think you're not worthy of love and respect, but I'm here to squash it."

"I meant it when I said that I love you. I'll learn it in a hundred languages just to remind you. I'll even tattoo it on my forehead for you to be reminded of it every single time you see me."

"I don't think you need to go that far," you say, eyes warm.

"No, I think I should. Anything for you to understand me. Anything for you to see you like how I see you."

"Letting out my deepest darkest secrets here, but do you know what I did when we first met?"

You shake your head, curious.

"I had a dream about you that was so good, I fell out of my bed. Peter never lets me live it down."

"A sweet dream?"

"Now, you and I both know it was more than that. Two cold showers should answer your questions."

You hide your face in his neck, heartbeat drumming through you, "Did you really?"

"Hand to heart. I understand your feelings. I acknowledge them too, but I need you to understand mine as well. Trust me when I say that you are unbelievably sexy. I love you and your body. My eyes caught your appearance before I came to know your personality. Anybody would be lucky to have you, but I'm the luckiest because you chose me."

Miguel hugged you close and kissed your head.

"Now let's rewind. You said you feel crazy when you're close to me?"

You groan in his neck.

"Uncontrollable? Heated?"

"Miggy, stop."

"My girlfriend is head over heels for me," Miguel hummed as he rubbed his hands down your naked legs. "She wants to ruin me."

"No, I don't."

"She's still wearing my clothes with nothing underneath but her panties and is leaning all over me. Her thighs are around my waist and she just told me that she wants me."

"You put me here," you lean up and stare at him. Your cheeks were hot and your eyes were dewey.

"She's looking at me like she's upset, but now I know that her heart is going crazy. I want to kiss her."

"Then do it," you whisper.

The kiss is sweet, the taste of fruit and syrup still on your lips. You finally relax in his arms, body melted against his. His hands slip under your sweater, dancing over your back. Your skin is soft and warm, a blanket over Miguel's figure.

The time where you two connect extends deeper and longer. You let your hands venture further than the nape of his neck, roaming until you brush across his chest. Miguel's breath hitched as your nails raked his nipple, chest jumping at the impact.

You break for a second, wanting to get air, but Miguel leans back in, desperate. He's whining, groping your body all over. His noises go straight to your core, twitching above him. He matches your pace, dragging your hips across his, reveling in how fast your body was reacting to him.

When he leans back, there's a string of saliva connecting you two. He's breathing hard as he watches you.

"Can I take this off? Please," Miguel grips the bottom of your sweater, eyes pleading.

You bite your lip and slide the sweater over your head, dropping it to the bed. You bring your hands over the top of your chest, arms framing your breasts.

You can't look Miguel in the eyes, too shy, "Is this fine?"

Miguel's eyes almost turn as he watches you, so shy but so seductive. He reaches out to cup your breasts in his hands, groaning when they plush through his fingers.

"You're so," Miguel rubs his thumbs across your nipples, enjoying you twitching and gasping in his hold. "Fuck."

His gaze burned into you, hungry as you lapped his tongue around your nipples. You let out a whimper when you feel him pull your skin in, mouth hot. It doesn't beat his pleased hum, voice like a man finally getting relief.

He massages your vacant breast, movements getting harsher. His grip is like a vice making it harder for you to second-guess yourself.

You hiss and rake your hands through his hair, "B-baby, be careful."

"Lo siento, mi amor," Miguel says, kissing across your areolas. "'M sorry."

You find your breath, fighting to steady your voice, "You're on me like we didn't just do something earlier."

Miguel paused and placed his cheek on your chest, "Baby, I'm a virgin and a man, not a prude. With practice, I could go all day."

The thought of that has you tightening your legs around him, hips stuttering. Miguel shifts to pull you over his left thigh.

"Does that excite you, baby?" Miguel smirks.

You close your eyes and nod, hips rolling over his thigh, keening high as he hikes his thigh closer to your sex and grips your waist. His muscles feel so good against you, the sounds getting wetter and wetter with each swipe.

"God, you're so pretty like this," Miguel sighs. "My gorgeous girl."

Your movements are becoming more frantic, Migiuel's voice in your ears spurring you on. He was sucking into your neck, growling as you scratched against his shoulder blades.

"That's right, baby. Keep going. Use me to get off," Miguel helped your hips keep a steady pace, pulling at your briefs to a makeshift thong. The tightness of your underwear combined with his thigh and his voice sends you into overdrive.

"Miguel!" you sob, hands gripping his hair. Your body trembles as you squeeze your thighs around him, cunt pulsating around nothing but your underwear, release leaking onto his leg.

Miguel cooed as you dropped your weight against him, body limp and hips fluttering with aftershocks. You panted as you kept your head on his shoulder, willing yourself to calm down.

"Are you ok?" Miguel asks, kissing your temple, your ear, your cheek. He feels you nod into his skin, blissed out.

"I like how you called me the needy one and you're the one who came three times today," Miguel mumbled, laughing as you swatted at his pec.

"I already confessed what you do to me. This shouldn't be shocking."

"Didn't say that. 'M just happy you feel more comfortable around me. It's what I want." One last kiss to your face seals his joy.

You lift up on shaky knees, hands holding onto Miguel for dear life. Your thighs were still shaking and your underwear was ruined. Miguel's cock twitched at the essence that seeped onto his leg, watching as sticky lines dragged from his skin to yours.

He grabbed you by the waist with one hand and wiped at your slick with another.

He's about to swipe at it with his tongue until you stop him.

"Miguel! Don't do that," you say, flustered.

"What? I'm just enjoying the fruits of my labor," he pouts as you grab some napkins and clean off his hands and thigh.

"So close to eating you, yet so far," he sighs miserably. "One day."

You ignore him and look down at his erection, taking a knuckle and lining the side. It was your first time really paying attention to him down there, now that you weren't distracted by his advances.

"What about you?"

He twitched as you walked along his clothed shaft, pre-come leaking through the fabric.

"As much as I want you to continue, we have to get ready for today," Miguel jerks as you continue your ministrations with a pout on your face. "And, I need condoms if you want to take this any further."

"Not even a blowjob?" you peer at him with your deer eyes again.

Miguel took a deep breath, "I was right. You are trying to ruin me."

GymRat!Miguel who lets you know that Tyler wants to meet you both after you both have changed clothes for the day. Something about a surprise.

"I love surprises!" you say turning to Miguel with a smile on your face. "As long as it's nothing like last night. I think it'll be ok."

Miguel matches your smile and presses his lips to yours.

GymRat!Miguel who stops at his home briefly, trying to get in and get out. He manages to fill up his travel bag, drop off his laundry, and give Gabriel a heart attack all before his mom notices he's there.

"Where are you going?" Gabriel asks with his hand over his heart, headphones lopsided around his neck.

"None of your business, nosy."

"Uh, it kind of is my business. You think you're grown when you're really not."

Miguel rolls his eyes. He didn't really want to tell Gabriel, but sometimes he couldn't say no to him.

"We're going out to see Tyler. He has a surprise for us. He also said he arranged something for us including you and Dana."

"Oh shit! Ok. And if mom asks where you are?"

"Tell her I'll come by tomorrow. I'm spending the next few days with my girlfriend."

"Alrighty," Gabriel sing-songs, placing his headphones back on his head. "You kids be safe. Don't scare my girl away."

Miguel smacks Gabriel across the head and runs out the door before he can catch up.

GymRat!Miguel who just laughs at your face while you frantically unlock the car to let him in.

"Baby, what's wrong?" you ask, voice in a panic.

"A string bean is trying to attack me," he responds, giggling as Gabriel runs out of the house.

"I'm getting you back for that you oaf!" Gabriel yells as Miguel backs out of the driveway. He stops his anger to wave at you, which you return with a sweet smile.

"Baby, you're encouraging him."

GymRat!Miguel who guides you through the doors of a cafe that Tyler recommended. He sticks out like a sore thumb with his stark white hair and light clothing. The only semblance of color on him was his silver jewelry.

He sat there, typing away at his phone, oblivious to the people around him who found familiarity in his form.

"Dad," Miguel said, the word funny on his tongue. He tried to make an effort to refer to him as his father in public, something Tyler appreciated greatly.

"Son!" he got up and engulfed him in a hug, giving you a softer version afterward. "It's good to see you both."

"It's lovely to see you again as well, Mr. Stone," you say, giving Miguel a smile when he pulls your chair out for you. "Thank you so much for thinking of us after all that's happened. Thank you for paying for my stay as well, the hotel is very lovely."

"Anything for Miguel's loved ones," he smiles in a way that has a hint of Miguel. You feel better going into the rest of this meal.

GymRat!Miguel who almost chokes on his coffee before Tyler can finish his sentence.

"A yacht?!"

"Is it too much? I can do something else to your liking," Tyler frets, wiping his hands on his slacks. "I'm not sure what all kids your age like nowadays."

"I've never been on a yacht. so I don't even know how to react," Miguel responds.

The two of them are sporting the same deer-in-headlights look.

"I'm sure it would be a great experience for all of us. If everyone doesn't mind, I'm sure we can get together and have a great time," you say, helping the two of them out. "Something nice to start the summer off."

"That's great! I will have everything ready by the beginning of next month then," Tyler says, mood lifting immediately. He was a lot like a golden retriever. "With that in order, I'd like to grant you this."

He takes his wallet out, reaching in to grab a card.

As he slides it across the table, your eyes grow big.

It's a black card with T. Stone pressed across the bottom.

"What's this for?" Miguel asks, staring at the card with building curiosity.

"You all need clothes for the trip, don't you?" Tyler asks. "And I'm sure you need more clothes to wear this week. Please take this, I don't mind. I trust you not to go overboard. I'll let you know when to give it back."

Miguel took the card in his hands, the weight of it heavier than any of his own.

"I guess it's time for a shopping spree," Miguel said, a smile growing on his face.

GymRat!Miguel who drives you straight to the mall. The windows are down as you both laugh and sing to the song on the radio. Miguel wishes he could record this moment, but for now, he dials it back to replay in his memory.

GymRat!Miguel who is happy to carry your bags and encourages you to buy more. Whenever you start to feel like you've gone overboard, he just whispers "black card" in your ear like a devil on your shoulder.

GymRat!Miguel who convinces you to walk around the name-brand stores. He did have Tyler's card, but he was also thoroughly watching what you gravitated towards. He locked away so many gift ideas for later.

GymRat!Miguel who joins you in the mirror of a shades shop. The both of you take pictures with coordinating glasses and you giggle as Miguel makes silly faces in some of them.

GymRat!Miguel who becomes your doll as you pick out outfits for him. He's smiling down at you as you put different shirts up to his body, mumbling to yourself as you make decisions. So pretty.

GymRat!Miguel who waits while you try on some clothes, giddy whenever you show him a new outfit. You managed to find clothes that coordinated with his and you're super excited about it.

"Close your eyes!" you yell through the door.

He does so and listens for you to walk out. After you take a while, he opens his eyes a little.

"Baby, no peeking," you chastise.

He huffs and waits a little longer.

"Ok. 1, 2, 3, open!"

His eyes land on you in a dress that hugs your curves like no other. Your chest fills out the top perfectly and seeing your stomach through the front is driving him mad.

"Do you like it?" you turned around, giving Miguel a grand view of how your ass was sitting in the dress.

"Do the dressing rooms have a time limit?"

You blink at him owlishly, "No? Why?"

GymRat!Miguel who drags all of your bags and you back inside of the dressing room with lightning speed. As soon as he locks the door, he's attached to your lips, kneading at your ass and hips.

You gasp in his mouth, shocked at how fast he's moving.

"Miguel, what- oh," you sigh as he leans down and pulls your dress up, face buried in your neck.

"You look so good, mi amor. I can't help it."

GymRat!Miguel who almost cums when you pull his dick out. Your eyes grow along with his erection, watching as he twitches in your hold. You've never taken anyone this big and from your hesitance, Miguel can gather this much.

"We don't have to do anything. In fact, you don't have to do that here," he pants.

"You mean take you down my throat?" you ask, running your thumb over his head, watching in awe as liquid seeped out. Miguel bit his hand to quiet his moans. "I'll wait until we're somewhere more private and less noticeable that I'm on my knees for you."

Miguel looks at the open space under the dressing room door, "Yeah that's probably for the best."

GymRat!Miguel who places you in front of him, both of you facing the mirror. Your dress is bunched up and Miguel is rocking his cock in between your thighs.

He's bent down, biting lightly on your shoulder so that he doesn't shout. Your thighs were so warm and plush against him and his pre-cum was spewing out of him like a fountain.

"You feel so fucking good, baby," he moans a little too loud after a few minutes.

GymRat!Miguel who watches you in the mirror. Your tits were so close to slipping from the top of your dress, the impact from his hips jerking your entire body. He grabbed at both of them, watching as you moan at the contact. His slaps got louder and louder, milky fluid running down your legs.

GymRat!Miguel who is overcome with need when you turn and run your tongue across his earlobe. He convulses as his release spurts across the room, landing on the mirror. He grips your hips and breathes hard into your skin, the tempo of his heart moving quick.

You pat his head and praise him, heavy eyes following your hand as you rub his tip that's still rubbing through your thighs. He whines, sensitive, but not moving away from you.

GymRat!Miguel who wipes you down carefully with some wipes you have in your purse. Luckily you both haven't ruined yet another pair of underwear.

He kisses you softly when he finishes, little confessions of love traveling from his lips to yours.

GymRat!Miguel who checks the dressing room one last time, making sure he's gotten any evidence of his removed from the area. Your green dress is in his arms and you've changed back to your outfit.

The area is clean, but there are fresh hickeys on your neck, something he got carried away with.

GymRat!Miguel who walks out like nothing happened. You on the other hand, hand over some extra clothes you didn't like to a worker in slight embarrassment. He eyes you both with a look of horror.

GymRat!Miguel who feeds you Auntie Anne's in the crowded food court. You hum happily after each bite. He dusts cinnamon off the corner of your lips with a smile.

GymRat!Miguel who moves from dusting to leaning across the table to lick the crumbs off when a table full of guys keeps eying you.

"What was that for?" you asked, oblivious to the hound dogs around you.

"Nothing. I just love you, baby."

dividers by: @plutism 🩵

a/n: I got a very useful lesson on condoms and BJs while writing this chapter. It won't ever be applied to this fic, BUT it was still kinda fun nonetheless.

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[pleasantlycrazyworld]

Hi I just finished reading the steve harrington x reader imagine where its their one year anniversary and reader finds out about the bet, I was wondering if you could maybe do a 2nd part where Steve somehow finds a way to win reader back and decide to still be bf and girlfriend rather than start all over again and steve asks reader out officially (since he asked her out bc of a bet originally) and they have their date where he reasks her to be his gf, then time skip to where its their 2 year anniversary and he proposes🤍

I got so carried away....oops? Over 4k words

I didn't get into the propose but I totally can if anyone wants me to! I hope you enjoy and it was worth the wait, I am thinking of making an alternative version of this where the reader doesn't take him back, if you want tagged lmk!

Steve was not the same without you. Anyone and everyone could tell. He showed up late to work, never talked to the customers, and he hasn't spoken to Robin, Nancy, or anyone from the group for that matter. He just wanted to disappear into his bed and never be discovered.

However, just because he was in his bed didn't mean he slept. No, he hasn't slept since you left, and if he did, it was for minutes at a time. Instead of sleeping, he just stared. Stared at your side of the bed, stared at pictures of you two together, stared at the ring that haunted him. All he could do was stare.

You weren't doing any better. You didn't just lose Steve but you lost your best friends too, being betrayed by your boyfriend hurt but being betrayed by who you considered the closest friends in your life hurt you the most. You couldn't bring yourself to reach out, anytime the phone rang you just let it ring, anytime there was a knock on the door you just waited under mounds of blankets for the person to leave. Everyone was concerned for the two of you but no one knew how to help, that is until Dustin went and forced Steve to get out of bed. For a 15 year old Dustin was surprisingly strong, Steve found this out when he was dragged out of his bed and into the shower. "You are showering. You are going to make yourself presentable and you are going to go talk to her. At least make sure she's still breathing." Dustin rolls his eyes but he misses how Steve's breathing got caught in his throat hearing that you weren't doing well, even if Dustin just briefly mentioned it.

Steve didn't care about himself, he lost you and that ended with him losing himself, but he never stopped caring about you. He rushed through the shower and hurried to get presentable once again before dragging his ass to the car and headed to your house after making a quick stop to the flower shop. The entire ride to your house he gave himself multiple pep-talks. "I'm a douche....this is noticeable, everyone can see that but" he sighs softly and shakes his head as he feels tears starting to form, "But with you...god y/n with you I wanted to be better. I will be better for you, I want to be the man you deserve even if I can never achieve that. Fuck maybe I'm just selfish...I definitely don't deserve you, no one...no one deserves an angel like you." When Steve pulls into your driveway tears are falling freely down his cheeks, he gets out of the car and grabs the flowers he bought you while choking back sobs. He doesn't bother knocking, if what Dustin told him he knows you won't bother answering the door. Even though you've been apart for weeks now he still has keys to your place so technically....not breaking and entering???

He softly walks through your home trying not to disturb anything, not wanting to taint anything more than he already has. He is in front of your bedroom door much quicker than he was prepared, the door was already opened and the sight before him destroyed his already broken heart. In front of him was the love of his life, under mounds of blankets with the only evidence of life being the slow rise and fall of the blankets.

"Oh princess..." he softly speaks breaking the silence. You jump slightly, blankets falling off your figure, at the sound of a familiar voice, a haunting voice. "Steve...." Your voice creaks and your sight blurs, sitting up straight you feel your breathing stop at the sight of the man before you. Even though he tried his hardest to look presentable for your presence he was still a clear mess. His hair was disheveled, his cheeks were blotchy and eyes bright red. He walks to your side slowly as if he was approaching an injured animal, "Princess I..." His voice cracks and lip quivers as a sob wins the fight he was trying to win. "I am so sorry! I-I never...never meant for this to happen, never fuck i never wanted to hurt you. I was going to tell you but everything was going so well I just didn't want to lose you" Your throat gets tight and begins to burn as you fight the tears that were determined to fall. "Steve I...I loved you."

Loved....Loved....past tense....loved

"No....baby no not loved... I love you. I love you. How can I fix this? There has to be a way to fix this I...fuck I can't lose you forever. This might have started as a bet but my love for you was never apart of it. I've never loved someone as much as I love you"

A scoff and an eye roll is what he's met with, causing him to panic even more at the thought of never having you in his life again. But then you move closer to him and you take the flowers from his hands. "We can try to start over..." You whispered softly

----Time skip-----

It's been two years since the break up, it's been two years since starting over. And things had never been better, Steve never wanted to lose you and tonight he's hoping that he can assure that you'll be his forever with a ring on your left hand.

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[jonathanbyersphd]

Fun ask to offset the annoying ask: Why is Jancy so amazing (in your opinion)?

Oh Bless!

Reasons I love Jancy, a non-exhaustive list:

Chemistry (off the charts insane, no one is doing it like them I said what I said)

When the communication is good, it's good like they know exactly what the other is thinking (I mean even when it's bad they know but I digress)

Everything isn't magically better because they're together they both still have individual problems that can sometimes bleed into their relationship (also external problems like the end of the world)

Above point being made, despite their problems they're still very much in love with each other (see running into each others arms at the end of s4)

Sleeping in each other's beds and sneaking out the window

WILLINGLY SHARED A BED AND SUBVERTED THE TROPE

In the same vein: THERE WERE TWO BEDS BUT THEY FUCKED ANYWAY

I love how much they care about each other's sibling like in s3 Nancy calls about Will and in s4 Jonathan is protects Mike during the shoot out / for the rest of the funky little road trip

Their reasons for loving each other aren't shallow like they each list core elements of the other's character: ambition, compassion, etc. There aren't any lofty expectations or "I love them because they do X for me" it's just all the things they're noticed and admire about each other. (unlike some people 👀)

Anyways, they have similar life goals you know like they know what they don't want their lives to look like (the full "screw that" scene in s1 is a beautiful piece of modern cinema)

She has his poster (and mixtapes) in her room and he has her pictures all over his room (gonna throw up I love them so much)

Flirty so fucking flirty their flirting cannot be contained

They aren't afraid to call each other on their shit

They will absolutely go along with each others hijinks (like s3 Jonathan might have hesitated but he drove them to Mrs. Driscolls' and I FULLY believe if he had been in Hawkins he would've been getaway driver an Pennhurst)

BATTLE COUPLE BATTLE COUPLE BATTLE COUPLE

"Free my man he did all of it but I don't care" gf & "free my girl she did all of that + I helped her" bf

Golden retriever boyfriend & black cat girlfriend (fight me on this but canonically she yells at him about the pep talks)

"Most gorgeous big brown eyes you've ever seen + staring into your soul"

She wants to be a journalist and he wants to be a photographer???? hello???? compatible careers?????

MATCHING FUCKING SCARS (HOW DID I GET THIS FAR DOWN THE LIST WITHOUT MENTIONING THAT)

Jonathan would rather be miserable than watch Nancy throw her dreams away (like go off King but also get some therapy)

Have I mentioned that they're hot? Like have y'all scene them in the cemetery scene they're serving???

... What if she just doesn't let him go? *muffled sobbing*

I think they have broken the most laws out of anyone one in the show which isn't amazing per se but it is very:

BONNIE AND CYLDE VARIANT/ PARTNERS IN CRIME/ ALEXA PLAY I FOUGHT THE LAW BY THE CLASH.

peace by taylor swift coded

they got married in 3x08 fight me

THEY GAVE US MATCHMAKER MURRAY NEVER FORGET THAT

I feel like they can be themselves around each other you know? like it gets back into the expectations thing they're very natural around each other. Jonathan isn't awkwardly stumbling his way through conversation. Nancy isn't buying tops she thinks he might like. They love each other for their authentic selves (I'm gonna go cry again)

[freckledjoes]

btw i’m genuinely scared of stancy in s5.. why would nancy cheat on jonathan with steve when she cheated on steve in s2… and clearly didn’t love him? like, why would u want to get back together with ur ex when they broke ur heart and u never got over it seem so ..stupid..i know it takes time to heal but still it’s too much, i really hope steve will have a gf (or not for that matter), (steve being single even benefits for him in so many ways too) but on the other hand, i would be happy for him to get a new gf, not hanging on nancy anymore. even tho, she was great in s4, leading the party in the upside down and all but i think it’s time even for her to put her priorities first.. and i think it would be the best if she focused on herself and her career but not neither of the boys bc it feels like she doesn’t want to be with anyone of them? and does she necessarily have to have a bf? and stancy feels so forced to me like i wanna cringe.. let my stevie boy be happy okay??? or yk what would be cool? if el reanimated eddie and he somehow would return and got together with steve!! ahh🤩❤️ but pls not stancy..even nancy doesn’t feel like she would want to get back together with steve bc the past still haunts her (yk what happened to barb and all..) ik steve is a really nice and good looking guy in s4 and he changed for the better thanks to the kids but i still doesn’t feel like nancy and steve back together.. it makes me sick, i’m sorry..🥹

Some weeks ago this discussion was on with a few anons on here and I have to say I’ve seen fun theories for and against this relationship. I’d much rather see both of them single than anything else but I also can see why stancy shippers see the value of it still, even if I don’t share that view :)

I just want Steve to be loved and happy (and yeah Eddie would be the ideal candidate if you ask me, sigh), but preferably I just don’t want it to be forced out of nowhere.

[thestobingirlie]

the thing that really gets me w having steve say that he was a shitty bf is the implication that nancy was a good gf when, from everything we saw in s2 and even excluding anything directly to do w jonathan, she absolutely was not. like steve could have been more sensitive to nancy's grief but if we give nancy some level of grace bc of her trauma then that also extends to steve imo - and despite that he still went to dinner every week w barb's parents for nancy, noticed she was upset in the library and took her somewhere private to check on her, tried to keep her safe/thinking rationally when she starts talking about violating the NDA to tell ppl about barb, made sure jonathan would take her home when he was too upset to, and then told her it was okay for her and jonathan to be together w no fighting or bitterness despite how hurt he was. on nancy's side, she was excited about the party (spending time on the costumes, trying to encourage jonathan to come) then once they're there starts lashing out at steve. like he's literally getting harassed by billy and tommy and she just rolls her eyes then walks away, when steve is concerned about how much she's drinking she drinks more to spite him and makes that comment about being normal teenagers like he wanted, tells him that they killed barb, calls him and their relationship bullshit, says she doesn't love him, and then when he's obviously upset the next day and wants some kind of reassurance she just laughs (obv it was an awkward, doesn't know what to say kind of laugh but still) and never ends up apologizing. and all that excluding anything directly related to jonathan/the cheating.

i couldn’t have said it better myself.

people do tend to forgive a lot of nancy’s mistakes with the fact that she is traumatised, and yet barely anyone is willing to do the same for steve.

he is one of the few characters (i think the only other one is lucas, though lucas tells max everything so he’s not that scared lol) we see on screen that are terrified of the government. he is overly aware and paranoid about the fact that the government could literally kill them if they wanted to. i mean, he’s literally seen how willing they are to cover up a death! nancy mentions barb’s death and he’s immediately closing the blinds like he’s worried people are watching them. i think in relation to barb, it is clear that steve is doing as much as he can, he’s just scared.

and yeah, mostly everything about that party pisses me off. nancy doesn’t care that her boyfriend is getting bullied, and gets drunk literally to spite him. and the next day, steve is begging her to tell him she loves him, and she just laughs and said ‘seriously?’ like?? that’s just not good girlfriend material, and it is the trauma, she just doesn’t have the emotional maturity to be in a relationship. but that’s an explanation and not an excuse, which is why i so hope we actually get steve and nancy having a conversation about their relationship next season, with nancy acknowledging her own faults and not just letting steve take all the credit lol

and yeah, don’t even get me started on nancy and jonathan, which, even ignoring the cheating, is not a good relationship

[mmunson86]

Its the fact that all the gang is taking us in with open arms and we are fitting in with the people closest to Eddie that warms my little heart🥹

Its the hold that this man on us, like yeah he has seen us begging for him in our birthday suit yet he can make a bitch nervous asf by just holding our hand ! Like yall my heart is so full right now💗

Oh god lol not Steve & Robin arguing over what song they are going to start with buuut in Robins defense Queen songs are lengthy 😅

Guuurl Nancy i want to sing but you know i get reaaal nervous and i dont want to make a fool out of myself buuuuut give me once margarita and anything can happen🤣

I dont think Robin will let us or Nancy escape this so we all getting our turn on that mic🫶🏻

“So, let’s cut to the chase. What’s going on between you and Eddie?”

Okaaay guurl Robin i see you well you see we are trying to work on that he finally got his head out of his ass so that is progress , balahah Robin got Nancy on that one ! look who is the one needing all the deets about what is going on with Eddie & us😂

Eddie is being sooo BF tonight and i am here for it because after the hell of a start that we had with him and even with the newest issue, this just feels right, being next to him, being close to him feels like home 🥹🫶🏻

Screaming! Omg i am here for it! I love Nance and Robin being a couple eeeeeek💗

Waaaait a minute they have been dating for four months buut he has yet to show yall picture of her? Steve we want to see your GF stop hiding her from the group😅

Perdiooot baby stop dragging us along pull that man thong up high and i am glad you got the hint because we are all in if you are stop plaaayin

But OMFG my heart my fucking heart i cant even take think straight the song was just perfect like!!?! How am i supposed to function after this because my heart is full its going to explode ahhhh 🥹💗

You seriously have my heart beating 1000 mph screaming crying and throwing up because seeing Eddie finally open up & tell us how he feels is just fuck! it had me feelings all sorts of butterflies i am all mushy inside @purplehazed-h you never fail ILY STINK💗

These are happy tears okay⬇️

PRICE OF FAME (PART 10/?)

helloooo, here are these two messy cuties once again, i hope you enjoyyy

18+ — MINORS DNI

pairing: rockstar!eddie x journalist!reader

summary: time is almost up but who could deny a good karaoke session?

contains: enemies to lovers trope, alcohol consumption, mentions of drug use, sexual themes, slight angst, those awkward/cringey scenes where they're singing (i apologize in advance), and lots of mixed feelings <3

word count: 3.9k

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song inspo for this chappy hehe:

Steve and Robin love karaoke. 

Nancy had warned you that the friendly pair practically fiend for a good karaoke sesh, but you hadn’t expected them to be as enthusiastic as they turned out to be.

For some odd reason, the city seems less busy today, so you, Eddie, and Eddie's friends can take up as much room as you’d like on the sidewalk. 

In front of you, Robin and Steve are seriously debating what the first song on the queue will be. Walking just a few paces behind them is Nancy, who’s quietly taking in the city's bright lights; and next to you, palm burning a hole through your hand with his addicting touch, is Eddie.

It’s stupid, you think. The way Eddie has seen you stripped down and bare, whining and quivering for him at what could arguably be your most vulnerable state, yet you still find your heart racing 100 miles a minute with this soft gesture of holding hands.

Sure, you’ve held his hand before, but not for this long. Not in public when it’s not the heat of the moment and you’re simply walking around. It’s weird and new, and it makes your stomach twist in a good way, but fuck— you chicken out when Robin and Steve turn to face you, Nancy, and Eddie.

“Steve wants to start karaoke with Queen— like any karaoke amateur would.” Robin huffs as Steve rolls his eyes. You slip your hand from Eddie’s hold before either of them can clock the gesture, and you avoid looking at Eddie when he clears his throat.

“Because it’s the perfect opener!” Steve stresses. “Everybody always does, Queen, Steve! Plus, I’m not even sure I can physically pull through with how long their songs are.” Robin argues. 

Steve’s jaw dropped as if Robin had just said the most foul thing he’d ever heard, “Their songs are not that long. And even if they are, they’re fucking amazing, so what’s your point.” “My point is we’re not starting the night with Queen.”

They’re an interesting group of friends, you’ll admit. Interesting in the sense that you swear they could be a part of some sitcom with how funny and unpredictable their conversations and interactions are.

By the time you reach the karaoke bar, Steve and Robin have an entire list of songs mentally queued up, and they make a beeline to the DJ operating the music as you and Nancy snag a table towards the middle of the room. The bar is to one side of the room while the stage is at the front, and the DJ booth is at the back; the rest of the room is full of tables where people chatter, laugh over drinks, and sing along with whoever is currently doing their performance. Eddie had split off to get drinks the second you entered the bar, so it’s just you and Nancy as you settle at the wooden table.

“Are you going to sing?” Nancy questions from the other side of the table. You pull a face, shrugging your shoulders up to your ears, “I’m not sure, maybe once I get a few drinks in me. How about you?” Nancy softly laughs with a playful roll of her eyes, “Unfortunately, I doubt Robin will let me escape this one.”

As if summoned, Robin slides into the seat right next to Nancy. “I put you down together, but there’s a few people ahead, so start thinking of the song you’ll sing.” She gestures between you and Nancy. You shrug, accepting defeat, and before you can pitch an idea for a song to Nancy, Robin is leaning her elbows against the table and blinking at you, “So, let’s cut to the chase. What’s going on between you and Eddie?” She asks.

Nancy’s eyes widen as she instinctively jabs her elbow into Robin’s ribs, “Ow!” “Rob, you can’t just ask people that— god.” You softly laugh as Robin rubs at her sore side. “Sorry if I’m interested in keeping tabs on my friend!” Robin sarcastically argued.

Nancy rolls her eyes and sends you an apologetic look. “Look, I’m just guessing— based on the fact that you two were in the back of a fancy restaurant— that something is going on. Oh— unless this is, like, a business thing, then you can totally ignore me.” Robin rambles.

“Robin,” Nancy stresses. Your cheeks seem to ache from the amused expression on your face as Nancy turns to you, “You don’t have to answer either way since it’s none of our business.” She says, voice raising near the end as she glares at Robin. Robin rolls her eyes, and you laugh with a shake of your head as you shift in your seat. “No, it’s fine, I understand, but um,” You shrug, “It’s just a business thing.” You finally answer.

And, technically, you’re not wrong. There is a business transaction going on between you and Eddie… and the rest of the band, which is primarily the basis of your relationship, but you’re not sure how appropriate it would be to say, ‘Yeah, I mean, Eddie hated me, but now he doesn’t, so then we fucked yesterday but then his manager basically told us to squash whatever that was, so now we’re kind of in a weird spot because we don’t hate each other but we can’t like each other. Oh yeah, and here’s the kicker, Eddie’s been a total asshole this entire time, and it’s fucked with my head a bit. But apparently, he wants to change!’

It’s a colorful mess of loopholes and twists and turns that probably nobody will fully understand aside from you and Eddie, so…. business thing it is. 

Robin seems to take that as an answer, but Nancy is now intrigued by your tone, “That didn’t sound very sure.” She playfully raises a suggestive eyebrow. Robin hums, “What happened to it being none of our business?” She points out, to which Nancy just waves a dismissive hand in response. “It’s a business thing, but…” Nancy prods. Your face warms as you lift your shoulders in a shrug, “I mean, it’s… it’s complicated.” 

Nancy nods with a shrug as she shifts in her seat, “So, how did you two meet?” 

You take a deep breath as you lean to rest your elbows on the table, “Well, I’m a writer for Rolling Stone magazine—” Robin gasps, grabbing your attention, “No shit? Nancy’s a journalist too— ow!” She turns to look at Nancy with a disgruntled look as she rubs her thigh, “Would you stop bullying me?” She frowns.

Before either of them can get far into bickering, Eddie and Steve come waltzing back to the table with drinks in their hands. Eddie snags a seat beside you and passes a drink to you; you smile as you gratefully take the glass and softly thank him. Steve plops down next to Robin, sliding her and Nancy their drinks as he says, “Alright, I hope everyone has their songs picked out because I plan on battling each and every one of you.”

Although the weather outside is on the more chilly side of summer days, you find your body warm with liquor and laughter as you, Nancy, and Eddie watch a tipsy pair of Steve and Robin sing a surprisingly good rendition of Huey Lewis’ Heart and Soul. You’ve shrugged off your sweater and tossed it over the back of your chair— and you’re thankful to have thrown on a tank top underneath because, most of the time, you hardly bother to wear anything beneath sweaters.

It’s their fourth song of the night, Eddie and Nancy have both gone up at least once, but you’ve been on the observant side mostly, enjoying the ongoing conversations you’ve had with Nancy. There’s a bowl of chips and salsa in the middle of the table, and Eddie’s arm is draped across the back of your chair, heat pouring from him and seeping all around to wrap you up in an Eddie-scented bubble— it’s nicer than you’d care or like to admit.

Nancy has turned around to watch and cheer on the performance; she’s become more animated and loose after a few drinks, and you laugh as Robin practically serenades her from the stage. You lean back in your chair, softly giggling as you slightly lean into Eddie, “So,” you grab your drink and glance at the boy on your side, “What’s the dynamic here?” You ask with a jut of your chin towards his friends.

Eddie hums, leaning further into his chair, and in turn, pressing himself closer to you. His breath is warm against your ear and cheek, curly strands brushing against your skin as he speaks, “So basically,” He dramatically sighs, and you smile at his dramatics as he gestures between his friends, “Nancy and Steve are exes from high school and Robin and Steve are best friends.” You nod, gaze darting between the friends as you connect the dots. “But,” He raises a finger over his glass, “Robin and Nancy are dating now.” Your eyebrows raise at the full circle of events, but you nod as your suspicions are finally confirmed. 

Eddie leans closer, voice dropping to a lower volume, “But at this rate, it’s safe to say Nancy’s playing third wheel for Steve and Rob since they practically share one brain cell.” You tilt your head, “Okay, I see it now.”

Nancy glances over her shoulder to glare at you and Eddie from her seat, “I heard that, assholes… you’re not wrong.” She grumbles. You and Eddie laugh as she turns back to face you both now that Steve and Robin are hopping off the stage.

“Steve’s actually seeing a girl now; she’s in nursing school.” Nancy pipes up, grabs a chip, and pops it into her mouth. Eddie leans forward at that, keeping his arm on your chair as he uses the other to grab a chip for himself,  “Nursing school?”

Nancy nods as she sips her drink, “He goes down to see her like every other weekend. And they run our phone bill up like hell.” 

Robin plops down into her seat, “What are we talking about? Steve’s hot nurse babe?” She asks, humming when Nancy nods. Robin scoffs as she turns to Eddie, “Can you believe they’ve been dating for, like, four months, and we have yet to even see a picture of her? They see each other every week!”

Eddie snorts, “Then who’s he talking to on the phone?” Robin shrugs, “Who knows at this point.”

Steve returns as if on cue, sitting down with a sigh as he glances at the table, “What’d I miss?”

“Nothing, just talking about your imaginary girlfriend.” Robin teases.

Steve groans, eyes rolling before glaring at his giggling friends— your cheeks hurt from smiling. “She’s real, okay? She’s real, and her name is Cassie, and the only reason you haven’t met her yet is because she’s literally in nursing school— she has a busy schedule!”

And although you wish Eddie and you had been able to finish your discussion without the abrupt interruption, you find yourself growing fond of this shade of Eddie— sure, you’ve seen him having fun and being unapologetically himself with Gareth and Jeff and even on stage, but this side of Eddie is softer— kinder, brighter— homey. 

You realize as you watch him singing his heart out to some mainstream pop song that Steve somehow talked him into doing. You’re more surprised that Eddie knows the lyrics, but you’re too tipsy to dwell on it because Nancy’s scooting onto the chair beside you and asking what song you two should sing because, “We have to outsing them, obviously.”

And, well, you hardly have the time to stop your lips before you lean in and tell her the song you’d like to sing. Nancy snickers, giggling at the obvious undertone of the chosen song, and she eagerly agrees because “He’s gonna shit his pants.”

You go back and forth on who will take which role— who will sing Tom Petty’s key, and who will sing Stevie Nicks's key— but then you eventually land on just singing together for the entirety of the song. When the boys finish their song, Nancy drags you up to the DJ to request the song and magically persuades him to let you skip the queue of people to go next. She’s a good flirt, that’s indisputable.

You should probably thank Nancy at some point for agreeing to this song regardless of how little information she has about your situationship with Eddie, but before you even get the chance to, you and Nancy are already singing the first line of the song— Baby, you'll come knocking on my front door. Same old line you used to use before— and well, Eddie’s head has never turned his head faster, but you avoid his gaze for as long as you can.

And you’re doing good; you’re doing so good, and then you get to the second chorus and lock eyes with Eddie as you sing along to the track with Nancy— Baby, you could never look me in the eye. Yeah, you buckle with the weight of the world. Stop draggin' my, stop draggin' my, stop draggin' my heart around— and, well… you think you made your point clear.

You and Nancy have a blast singing to Nicks and Petty, and when the song ends, the bar claps and cheers as they do after every performance, and you’re all smiles as you waltz back to the table, sitting next to the fidgeting boy you’d just indirectly serenaded. Steve and Robin are telling you and Nancy how well you did and teasing each other over specific parts of the performance, and they’re all so caught up in one another that they hardly notice as Eddie leans into your space, voice low and gravely as he speaks, “That was cruel, princess.”

You look at him, eyes falling to the ghost of a smirk that dances across his lips before you reach forward to grab your drink, wrapping your lips around the thin, black straw, maintaining eye contact as you shrug, “Did you get the hint?” You tease.

Eddie huffs around a laugh, shifting in his seat, left arm back to barricading the back of your chair, and you don’t fail to notice the tent in the crotch of his jeans. He rolls his tongue over his teeth, snickering when you raise an eyebrow, “Yeah… Yeah, I got the hint.” He nods, and you think you might see a pink tint dusting across his cheeks.

You smile, liquor making you bold as you blink up at him, “Good.”

It’s a long trip to the hotel with a pair of drunk best friends.

They ramble a lot— Steve and Robin— you come to find out, and Nancy and Eddie have become experts at handling them with ease. You realize this as you watch them get their friends tucked into bed. Nancy is tipsy, but Eddie informed you that she has a weird thing with tequila where she becomes highly functioning, so she’s moving about the room with grace and precision.

When the drunk pair is finally tucked into bed, Nancy walks you and Eddie to the door of the hotel room, thanking you for taking the time to make sure they got in safe. “I would say see you at breakfast, but I doubt these two will have crawled from the grave by then.” Nancy gestures back to Robin and Steve. 

You don’t blame them; they’re basically on holiday, and you would do the same.

Your and Eddie’s rooms are on a different floor, and it’s a long ride up to the top, especially with the burning desire for one of you to say something— what, you’re not sure.

“I like your friends.”

That was you talking, you realize when Eddie turns to you with a smirk, “Yeah? They didn’t scare you off with their incessant shithead behavior?” He jokingly questions. You hum with a laugh, “I’ve dealt with worse.” You tease.

Eddie walks you to your room, his intoxicating smell and presence hovering around you as you unlock the door before stepping in. You turn around, hand resting on the edge of the door as you look at the curly-haired boy, “Good night, Eddie.”

Eddie hums, leaning against the door frame, eyes flickering to the twist of your mouth before reaching your eyes again, “Not gonna finish our conversation?”

You scoff, rolling your eyes, “I hardly believe you’d be doing much talking if I let you in right now.” And you don’t think you’re ready to travel down that path again. Not so soon when you have the events of tonight to digest, not to mention the gift sitting in your bag.

Eddie shrugs with a small smirk, “I can multitask.”

His gentle smile is beautiful. Alluring and unique, and his eyes are taking you with such an intensity that you think you might melt if you stay a minute longer. “I didn’t choose that song for the hell of it, you know?” You ask. “Stevie’s got a mean fucking range. Lord knows if I’ll be covering her again.” You grumble. And really, how high can the woman go with her rasp?

Eddie laughs, turning his head and glancing at the empty hallway before looking back to you, “Yeah, I know,” He softly replies.

You nod and he takes a deep breath, nodding towards your bag slung over your shoulder, “Listen to the tape.” He reminds you.

You tilt your head, clenching the strap of your bag before speaking, “Are you under the impression that this would make up for everything?” You ask.

And you don’t mean for it to sound harsh or hurt his feelings, but you have to let him know that if that’s what he’s hoping, then he’s wrong. This doesn’t fix everything. This doesn’t fix the confused feelings and the harsh words. It’s a start, but it’s not a finish as well.

And although Eddie’s expression falters, he shakes his head, “No. But I still want you to listen.”

You nod quietly, gazing at each other and wishing you could start on a different foot. You clear your throat, straighten your stance, and step back. “Good night, Eddie.” You softly say.

By the time you finish showering and getting ready for bed, the only thing running on your mind is the pending need to sleep. The maids had changed out the seats so they’re not doused with the ghost of Eddie’s cologne and shampoo— but you don’t go long with Eddie out of your mind because there’s a hard object that pokes into your arm when you settle into the bed.

You groan, twisting your arm around your frame to dig out the small object from below you, and when your fingers wrap around the plastic case, you immediately remember the task you’d had for tonight— listen to the tape.

The sleep that weighed down on your body is suddenly gone as you sit up to grab your walkman and headphones before settling back into the comfy sheets.

You try your best to ignore the swirling feeling of nerves and excitement in your gut as you put on your headphones and slip the tape in, but you find yourself nipping at the skin of your nails as the tape winds either way.

It’s silent for a moment, the sound of shuffling and the soft thud of what you think might be someone setting a glass down. There’s a clearing of a throat— it’s Eddie, you can tell— and your stomach twists in anticipation at the first ring of a piano chord. 

The beginning chords are soft and slow, gentle enough to lull you to sleep if you sink into it, and the recording is so vivid that you can hear the dull thud of each key beneath the press of his fingers.

Your heart races when Eddie’s voice seeps into the melody. It’s a ballad, something Corroded Coffin doesn’t have much of, and you wonder why because the softness of Eddie’s voice is arguably one of the most heavenly sounds to have ever touched your ears.

I'm feeling a way, off some kinda drug

Maybe it's lust, maybe it's love

I know I said I'd straighten out a week ago

I'm fiending though, 'bout to reach my peak, you know

The city's got me falling now

It’s… fuck, it’s fucking good, and you haven’t even gotten to the chorus, but god, your heart skips a beat at the following line because it’s a direct callout to you.

I'm fading away, I'm losing my head

I know you said leave, but fuck what you said

As much as you wish you could say you hate it… you don’t.

Even though the song is about you and your twisted relationship with Eddie— which definitely aids to your feelings towards the track— it’s genuinely a good song. Which, okay, is slightly annoying, but you can’t find it in yourself to care as the song carries on.

The future's never looked so bright, it's blinding me

It's hard to see, I'm swimming through dopamine

Your body looks like heaven and

I wanna give up, I just wanna leave

I'm floating away, I'm caught in the breeze

The outro of the song comes and slows down, a softer sound than before filling your ears, and shit— you’re at the edge of your seat now because Eddie is singing so gently, and it has your mind swirling. 

I can't believe this is happening

What did I do? What did she do to me?

…

Mending my brain again

Please don't give up on me

This hurts tremendously

How will this end for me?

When the song dies off, you can hear shuffling again before the track ends, and you’re left with spinning thoughts as you take your headphones off and let the silent and dark room envelope you.

You have to take a moment, yanking the string of the bedside lamp to light up the room so you can see your thoughts more clearly because— how do you feel? You’re not sure, honestly, and the thud of your heart beating in your chest only clouds your judgment even more because— isn’t this what you asked for? For Eddie to be open and honest with you, to tell you his true feelings and where he’s at when it comes to you. And is it enough?

Would it ever be enough for Eddie to give you one simple, stripped-down track to allow him the chance to mend what he’d ruined? 

Your heart wants it to be enough, but realistically, it’s not. Eddie has only just begun his journey to forgiveness, and you have to remind yourself that it’s not wrong to be hesitant to let him in, neither is it bad for you to want him as badly as you do. You’re both learning, and you’re both trying to fix the damage that’s been done, and it might take time, but if you both want it— if Eddie really wants you— then the time and work it takes to fix things won’t be a bother.

You listen to the song two more times, maybe more than twice, and you let the words sink into your bones until you practically have it engraved into your mind, lulling yourself to sleep with the haunting echo of Eddie’s voice and words bouncing in the walls of your skull.

And in your dreams, you meet Eddie, and for the split second you have with him there, everything is perfect— and by the time you wake up, the ticking time bomb to make your choice is now louder than it’s ever been before.

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part eleven

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a/n: OMG HIII, you made it to the end again !!! i would just like to specify that the song eddie has written and sang for birdie in this chappy (23 x chase atlantic) is not entirely a nod towards their relationship! reader is not specifically 23 years old nor is she struggling with any type of substance abuse, the lines that were used in this chapter are the lines that actually adhere to them imo, OKAY I THINK U GET IT I'LL SHUT UP NOW.

also, this is not the last of the songs that eddie has written abt birdie btw🫣

i hope u enjoyed and i love love love reading any and all feedback as well as ur silly thots <3 AND AS ALWAYS, TY FOR READING, I LOVE U SO BIG MWAH <3

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[punkscowardschampions]

Tancy Pt.2

Teddy: [omg I love it, this boy won’t love being interrupted but he’ll be amused by who did, catch him wave at this bf and say ‘oh hello, do come in’ like this is his house haha]

Nancy: [I hope you’ve brought your rugby friends sir because we are NOT having this conversation happen, no thank you, the way we’re launching ourself at this man is hilarious honestly, drag him away girl]

Teddy: [at least you can go and get dressed, thank god, I’ve wanted that to happen since you got out of that bloody bath lol, take your time and more peeps will be here by the time you reappear]

Nancy: [sorry to your flatmate who’s bed you’re evidently boning this man in because his clothes are in your room, who even are you sis, god knows]

Teddy: [we’re all thrilled to note that his keen gf will be here early because the party won’t have started hard enough that you can’t hear that, especially when you obvs want to sir, so you can likewise hookup with this girl in Nancy’s bed, which you will love]

Nancy: [just in case anyone was unsure what sort of party this was going to be lol, the messiness]

Teddy: [it sends me how blatant you both are at all times, couldn’t be more obvious unless he was calling this girl by her name]

Nancy: [these poor people being used so shamelessly, soz guys but she isn’t at all]

Teddy: [nor is he we all know it, but Nancy you in danger girl, your bf’s name is so similar to his and yet not similar enough and that’s asking for trouble]

Nancy: [I know, you’ve literally just plumped for different nicknames, you cannot though, you’d never live it down, gonna have to stick to daddy like your life depends on it lmao]

Teddy: [me like do you even know what this girl’s name is yet Teddy, cos I doubt it, oh these sociopaths, ANYWAY, shall we skip to a bit later in this party to find another moment between y’all?]

Nancy: [sounds good gal]

Teddy: [Winola gay what should we do? We’ve done sofa and balcony and beds, hmmmmm]

Nancy: [you could do some drugs together? Can make it more public than the bathroom or have other people in there if we needs]

Teddy: [that’s a good idea boo because they would be and often because drugs never last, and I’m 100000% sure y’all are just doing it out in the open anyway cos the kind of party this has become and the peeps you are]

Nancy: [and you will have to come out of your friend’s bedroom eventually and let your mans be here, even though you’re on edge about it because of who you are and who Teddy is too, clearly you are gonna be dumped by this one soon but that’s by the by for now]

Teddy: [mhmm, and he’ll have to let this girl out of Nancy’s room eventually too because she’ll wanna have a drink and dance and do drugs and talk to other people not just hookup with him in the host’s bed all night long, though I’m sure you gave it an impressively good go and were there for ages cos you don’t wanna leave sir]

Nancy: [gonna have you break away from your boyfriend because rugby lads are feral and they’re probably making up some gross game to do these drugs and you’re like no thank you, I will find another group to join and not make an absolute show of myself like that, and you can’t exactly turn right ‘round when the circle you fall into happens to include Teddy so here we are]

Teddy: [god, they’ll be doing it out of each other’s foreskins or butt cracks or something, why are rugby boys like that? It’s grim, I’ll be kind and say his gf is likewise not around because she’s catching up with the friends she came with after you rudely snatched her away forever, y’all are all welcome, catch this boy immediately coming up to her and doing her zip because there was the TINIEST bit that wasn’t zipped all the way to the top by her bf or herself post hookup and we can’t have that, LINGERING over the gesture like it’s the entire zip from top to bottom, moving her hair so he doesn’t catch it in there, the whole thing]

Nancy: [no one needs you coming for this poor girl, run hun, run and stay away because there’s never any telling which approach we shall take, truly as the mood takes us; at least you can finally take the time to look at him in his new ‘fit and nod appreciatively as if it is purely at your work in buying said clothing, straightening his collar with a tut]

Teddy: [doing such a dramatic and camp bow when she’s looking over his outfit as if he can take any credit except for how good he physically looks in it, you can tell your rugby bf he’s gay it’s fine we’d all believe it, no hate boy I love you, when she’s straightening his collar saying ‘I’ll need you tomorrow at [whatever am he is supposed to start work because meant to be a full half term hol long arrangement like lol make me look presentable then]’ but the way he says need you is borderline indecent because however long he hooked up with that girl she isn’t Nancy and it didn’t hit like it would if y’all just went there]

Nancy: [shaking your head with a smirk ‘don’t make me hate crime you’ because so camp, not that you actually care clearly but a lot of gals would and do ‘sure you’ll work it out between you’ with a look around the people who are just chilling near y’all right now as if you’re shocked his gf isn’t there beside him, like oh, where has she gone]

Teddy: [‘get in line, darling’ because like my boo said, so many people would and we’re aware, a glance over to these rugby lads first and foremost like her bf is gonna come and fight him, literally shrugging off the rest of what she said with a wave of his hand like meh because this girl has served her purpose for the moment and that’s how little he cares] 

Nancy: [the homoerotic way y’all are doing drugs right now making our eyebrows nearly shoot off our face because the irony of the fact some of them probably are massive homophobes too is not lost on us, laughing like yeah, you better watch out ‘there’s security, I know them on a first name basis now’ lowkey saying you’ll protect him whilst also alluding to how often you get in shit in this place, love to see it]

Teddy: [shamelessly doing a wolf whistle loudly at these homoerotic antics because one thing about this boy he is a wind up and lads you have brought it upon yourselves I’m soz, nobody asked you to do all that ‘where were they earlier?’ not him bringing up their playfight and how she needed security to get him off her because he’s so strong and had her so overpowered]

Nancy: [‘oh my god’ but we are amused and not embarrassed because can hardly expect no comment to be passed if you’re gonna do things like that in front of everyone in the party, lads ‘them?’ gesturing at the boys again like oh how gay of you ‘bit rude though’]

Teddy: [‘I know where they were’ and following it up with bitchy shade that’s so true because even if we technically don’t we can offer up a good guess that calls out exactly the type of lads these are, gotta be extra cutting because we’re jealous this is the boyfriend she has and who she was hooking up with instead of us]

Nancy: [just listening and trying not to give anything away on your face because you don’t feel the need to defend your mans because we all know you don’t care that much and that Teddy is right but you also don’t want to give him the satisfaction of you being visibly amused by this ‘like it won’t be you in, how many years now?’ because got to remind yourself of his age always]

Teddy: [a face like THAT won’t be me, at the ridiculous playfighting antics these boys are now getting up to which is just them hitting each other, because he’s not that sort of bear and a LOOK like you’re the only person I want to playfight with thank you without saying it out loud, putting his hand on her lower back how he do and steering her away from as many of these peeps as poss, handing her a drink so they’ve both got their backs to that nonsense]

Nancy: [shrugging because you have feral boyfriends because they tolerate your mental behaviour for longer but you’re not freely admitting that right now, drink your drink and look at him, narrowing your eyes like you’re really appraising what he will be like in two years time when he goes to Uni ‘you’re going to be bored to death’ because you just like me fr and we couldn’t think of a single thing we would want to study]

Teddy: [stealing her drink and taking a sip like she tried to do to him earlier because he’s tall enough to hold it out of her reach already I’m sure even with growing he might still have to do ‘yeah’ because there’s no witty bants or pretend refusal about this, he knows he will and he’s dreading it, at least at school you get different subjects to piss about in]

Nancy: [‘plenty of time to worry about that later’ as we’re watching him drink our drink, wistfully, because of course we wish we still had the excuse of time to not have to think about these things, already having to commit to being a mess so hard so no one asks us what we’re doing with our lives ‘didn’t give me a chance to spit in it’ said in a way that you could just be saying oh I should’ve but also the you would like it if I had is there and blatant too]

Teddy: [when you feel her mood shift and you don’t like that and it lowkey has you a bit shook how much you don’t like it and care that she’s a bit sad because you normally don’t give a fuck how anyone else feels mostly, so therefore immediately downing what’s left of this drink and giving her the empty glass to spit in with 0 hesitation like you’re purely doing it to cheer her/give her what she wants]

Nancy: [me like you like each other ooh in such a childish manner but you do lol not soz because she also cared when he was talking about his family issues, even though you both did your best to make it not serious; not y’all out here doing your own gross challenges, like you should not spit into this empty glass, sis because it is really blatant that this isn’t rugby boy bants but we all know she is, LOOKING at him so expectantly about it too]

Teddy: [it’s cute actually, we all know I ship y’all for your cray feral antics but that is just nice, meanwhile, me grossing myself out as I’m trying to drink this tea knowing that he will be tilting this glass into his mouth from a height like he held the bottle for her last night at first, and drinking what is just her spit in SUCH an extra manner, at least she had some beverage to go with it before]

Nancy: [us sickening ourselves for the sake of our art lmao, got to be done, she is so into it and you’d have to be blind to miss it, even if she’s saying nothing and not making a move, the eyes say it all, when he’s done, grabbing his hand and pulling him to go find one of the dealers/someone who always has drugs on them at this party because you need to do something and it’s the only thing you can think of that isn’t what you actually want to do]

Teddy: [he’d be into it even if she blatantly wasn’t but the fact she is and she can’t hide that rn is heightening that so much, hence the way he’s keeping hold of her hand long past the point either of them need to, EVERYONE LOOK IT’S THE FIRST EVER HANDHOLD]

Nancy: [at least we can all pretend handholding is giving gay bff vibes, nothing going on here people, lollollol, going to say whatever drugs you’re doing it’s a tab or a pill so you can put it on each other’s tongues, keep the theme going]

Teddy: [good idea because y’all doing a line off each other’s bodies ruster style would escalate really fast and it wouldn’t be giving gay BFF, pull her into a space to dance while you’re waiting for these pills to kick in]

Nancy: [mhmm, not today, if you were in a less !! mood perhaps but at this stage it would be bad news girls, plus pills have a very touchy-feely energy so you can get away with this and just say you were high even though you’re not yet as you’re spinning around]

Teddy: [they do, we all remember that Skins scene of Cook and Emily off their tits dancing and he was essentially groping her, you can get away with a lot without giving yourselves away, you’re welcome]

Nancy: [whether your boyfriend agrees when he can tear himself away from his friends and give a shit where you are is another issue but clearly ain’t happening yet so be here allowing yourself to be closer to him than you have done because it’s just dancing]

Teddy: [mhmm, just dancing, not AT ALL saucy antics that he’s as per turned on by, nope, Winnie says these lads should have a fight btw because he loves the drama]

Nancy: [oh Win I love you you little monster, it’s probably real even though he’s not one of your psycho boyfriends because all his mates are here and boys egg each other on like that, and this is very blatant, even if you swear down its just the drugs and nothing else, which is a lie lol]

Teddy: [^^ and Teddy will deffo egg this boy on too because the second he gets in his grill to try and intimidate him how boys do so they don’t have to throw a punch/can stall it by chatting about what they are gonna do, Teddy, the absolute wind up that he is, will be like ‘Are we going to kiss?’ so that everyone can hear and be amused, he will be getting smacked but he does not care lol] 

Nancy: [oh boy, ily, the awkward moment when you have to make a decision and you’d rather your boyfriend and his lairy friends get out, here acting like you care about getting in trouble and you can’t possibly afford to, which would be valid if you weren’t you, go have this awkward conversation/row in the corridor or something]

Teddy: [this boy unrepentantly calling ‘maybe later then, darling’ @ rugby bf in the tone of you know where I am if you do wanna kiss and it’s with your gf, haha, never change Teddy, cue his gf coming to fuss over him though which he’ll like because he likes attention but he’d obvs rather it was Nancy doing it]

Nancy: [oh to have to calm down a man and convince him you care more than you do, who needs it, you did make your bed though hun so you must, you can always say you’ll go meet him when your flatmate gets back and can control this party instead of you, do what you gotta even if you’re ending up in a worse mood for it]

Teddy: [meanwhile Teddy will be doing a line he absolutely doesn’t need rn off his gf in the suggestive manner we wouldn’t let tancy have like he’s so badly injured that he simply must, gotta do what he’s gotta do too, oh the way she’s such a shameless stand in]

Nancy: [you can’t be as fuming about it as you are but you are because your stand-in just left because of him so you are RAGING lol, storm off to your bedroom and kick whoever you need to out so you can sulk for a moment]

Teddy: [not this boy actually realising and caring so he comes trotting in, without knocking because he hasn’t had an entire personality transplant haha, it KILLS me that you really that obviously left your gf for dead to check Nancy is okay]

Nancy: [‘go away’ from under your pillow like the ultimate drama queen because you know someone is there but you aren’t looking to see who]

Teddy: [‘no’ sitting down next to her on this bed as close as he can get without accidentally squashing her]

Nancy: [groaning because it’s him even though you are secretly pleased it is because it means he left that girl in the dust lol]

Teddy: [the way he’s stroking her back in what is supposed to be a comforting manner but he doesn’t know how to do that so he’s just being lowkey indecent about it]

Nancy: [‘I hope your face really hurts’ as a way to ask how his face is, even though he clearly doesn’t care so it can’t be that bad]

Teddy: [‘it does’ in the vocal equivalent of 🥺  purely because she can’t resist it and he wants her to lift her head and look at him if only for a second]

Nancy: [of course you have to look up at him, even if under the pretence it is fully just to scowl and deliver this ‘good’ with your whole chest, sneakily looking to see how fucked/not fucked your face looks though]

Teddy: [when everything about his expression and the smile he can’t help but do is giving when you play peekaboo with a kid and you’re lovingly like there she is, not even in a pisstaking way he’s just glad to see her and glad his plan worked ‘Am I hideous?’ because want her to keep looking at us and not flop back down asap]

Nancy: [you absolutely think it is in a piss-taking way and have to kick him like stop it you, managing a small smile in a ha kind of way at this ‘yes, still’ like nothing new there, flop]

Teddy: [‘ow’ which could be at the kick but is deffo more so that the bants of calling him ugly because so offended, putting his hands to his heart dramatically like how dare you and how could you]

Nancy: [folding your knees up under your chin and hugging them to you ‘why did you do that?’ as a genuine question and you also bemoaning the fact he did]

Teddy: [‘he hit me’ as if he didn’t do anything at all to provoke or deserve such a thing]

Nancy: [‘he wasn’t going to’ ‘cos yes, we all saw you give him no choice there]

Teddy: [‘in that case, he should be thanking me’ because we all know he’ll be the big man with his mates for this ‘tell him I said, you’re welcome’]

Nancy: [scoffing like no, I shan’t be doing that ‘he’s not interested’ like best you get that into your head now]

Teddy: [‘in me or you?’ just asking her if she’s been dumped, don’t mind us]

Nancy: [‘fuck you’ genuinely offended because terrible self-esteem]

Teddy: [saying her name when he could’ve said a million other things instead to get his you know what I mean across]

Nancy: [looking at him for a while, debating how serious he is actually being or if this is all still messing with you ‘they’d have more fun at the pub anyway’ like that’s the energy and how you left things]

Teddy: [not this boy literally taking her knees she was hugging and then dragging her down the bed by her legs to be closer to him, gently but it’s still !! how could it not be and he’s still saying ‘you’ll have more fun with me anyway’ however soft and sincere he is being compared to usual]

Nancy: [can’t help but make a noise about it, again, how could you not, you neither saw it coming nor know how to deal with it, shaking your head at him very !! ‘you’ll be busy’ sounding very like a pouty child but that can’t be helped either]

Teddy: [doing another hot shh not at the noise that we love but at her pouty comment, shaking his own head like no I won’t ‘I’ll be here’ just lying with her on this bed basically spooning rn nbd]

Nancy: [‘you have to tell everyone we didn’t fuck’ then realising how that would sound like you definitely did, doing a lil lol as you are getting comfortable ‘just make sure that people know, yeah?’]

Teddy: [‘okay, I will’ while he’s wrapping his arms around her, again trying to be comforting but it’s just indecent]

Nancy: [making a noise that could just be him squashing you but it isn’t, pulling his arms around you tighter]

Teddy: [really doing the most to pull her whole body into his more, holding her even tighter about it]

Nancy: [holding his hands in front of your stomach, curling your legs up like you’re making yourself as small and surrounded by him as you possibly can]

Teddy: [doing his own noise fully in her ear, can’t even help it, just gotta, we’d call it a happy sigh but we cannot because it’s so much more than that]

Nancy: [getting to do your own hot shh about it, hot because it’s shaky af and blatant how affected you are by all this too]

Teddy: [if it wasn’t blatant how mutual it is already it will be because he’s almost panting in her ear and against the side of her face rn]

Nancy: [pushing back so you’re essentially sitting in his lap but lying down, couldn’t be closer together, digging your fingernails into the palm of his hand]

Teddy: [when you’re scared to move because if you start essentially dry humping her in this bed you feel like she’s gonna stop you and be like no no we can’t and you’d die of frustration but you also feel like you’ll die of frustration if you stay still, his lips brushing the shell of her ear until he can stick his tongue in it the way he wants to move against her, testing the waters to see what she’ll do]

Nancy: [when biting your lip doesn’t stop the moan from fully escaping your lips there and you have to clamp his hand over your mouth, gesturing with your own like shh because no one can know is the operative for us here]

Teddy: [when that moan has you moving whether you like it or not, literally couldn’t stop himself if he wanted to which he does not, sucking her earlobe like that will remotely shh either of them]

Nancy: [just here rolling your hips against him like you’ve wanted to this whole time, taking his other hand and putting it on one of your boobs just asking him to grope you some more silently]

Teddy: [doing that groping so indecently like she has so many layers of clothes on that he has to be !! and rough for her to feel it when she does not because I’m sure she’s probably wearing another dress and it’s flimsy af, pushing his tongue into her ear again so he doesn’t moan loudly about this]

Nancy: [the vibrations of the sounds his hand is only just holding back, pushing it even harder into our mouth in an almost painful way because we do not want to stop thus we need to be as quiet as humanly possible so we have no reason to, bouncing rhythmically against him in synch with what his tongue is doing in our ear]

Teddy: [so into everything that’s occurring, especially when there’s a rhythm going that is clearly hitting perfectly for you both that he can’t help but bite the side of her face, not hard enough to leave a lasting mark but still !!]

Nancy: [SHUDDERING about this bite in the most dramatic fashion because you need to feel our !! when we can’t communicate it any other way, running a heel up his calf]

Teddy: [having to lean and manoeuvre himself so that his face is near her pillow and bite it harder than he could her face because wishes he could and also has gotta stifle the MOAN he wants to do, really doing the most with his thrusting as he leans too obvs, getting that momentum behind it]

Nancy: [making the bold decision to turn so you’re facing him, not taking your body off of his as you do so, holding this pillow between your faces purely with the force you are pushing your face into it, he’ll be able to hear the SOUNDS you are muffling here but no one else should be, holding his shoulders fully !! at how this feels]

Teddy: [a bold decision to be appalled and he is by immediately moaning her name knowing it’ll be coherent to her in this proximity but nobody else is hearing it, welcoming the free hand now that he doesn’t need to keep her mouth closed to be able to grope her other boob and then when she’s holding his shoulders her arse to push her into him even harder than already was occurring]

Nancy: [panting his back to him, a syllable with each thrust, so wholly into how difficult it is to breathe and how you can feel his face through this relatively thin barrier, sneaking a hand up to said face because you want to feel how hot his cheeks are, the sweat on his forehead, the spit covering his lips, literally groping his face here and getting noticeably turned on by it with how hard you’re humping against him]

Teddy: [when you were gonna try and kiss her through this pillow just cos but then her hand is right there for you to do the most with and so you simply must, no notes]

Nancy: [somehow the most indecent thing that has ever happened, this pillow is working overtime, thank god this is a party or you’d not be getting away with this as well as you are, the shameless way you have to take this hand under your dress to touch yourself, bye]

Teddy: [it’s giving a flashforward to their car antics because she did something very similar then and I love to see it, not to mention they love a dry hump many a time, the way he’s deliberately pushing against her hand so she goes harder and deeper and he feels like he’s controlling this, enough said]

Nancy: [you are who you are lads and this not only tracks but is so your vibe clearly, the coherent ‘fuck me’ plea at him taking this control makes it blatant how we feel about it]

Teddy: [putting his hand on top of hers so he can more easily take control while not technically touching her himself and continuing to dry hump her so all the spots are being hit and stimulation is happening, his other hand going up to her hair for that reminder of last night when his rings got caught cos they will again as he’s pulling her head closer to his despite the pillow barrier and finally kissing her through it]

Nancy: [kissing him/this pillow in such a needy and ferocious way, I’ll be amazed if you don’t bruise him more than that punch did, holding the back of his neck with your free hand because gotta, so close to moving this pillow and your hand and just letting this all happen with no rules or barriers but you’re luckily as close to losing it and you just need to hold on that bit longer]

Teddy: [she deffo is gonna bruise him more than that punch did and he’s so here for it, the sounds are indecent as is his breathing rn, me like don’t actually suffocate please lol, also don’t give her a bald patch with how hard you’re pulling at her hair atm with all those ugly rings tangled in her hair, she’s gonna have a headache for sure but that’s the last thing anyone is considering rn, his finger will be going in her ear too, not even deliberately but just cos of how !! and feral he’s holding her head]

Nancy: [you’re going to be giant messes, her makeup as fucked as her hair but you’ll cross that bridge when you come to it, we’re dangerously barely thinking about anything or anyone outside of this room right now, trailing your fingers down his body, palming at his crotch]

Teddy: [mhmm it’s really not subtle, anyone could have seen him strut in earlier, could come in at any time or see the state of them when they come out, but he likewise can’t and doesn’t care about that rn, there isn’t a thought in his head except how good this all feels, literally having to do such a dramatic grunt about how she has just touched him because it’s the first time she has and he’s not okay about it in the best way]

Nancy: [it’s so not lmao, only fooling yourselves here but that’s what counts I guess, nothing is stopping us at this point, far too far gone baby, more firmly groping him right now, as much as his trousers allow because you need to, he has been teasing you with it all day so it is on your mind]

Teddy: [trying to tell her how that feels but he couldn’t coherently atm even if there wasn’t a pillow in the way which thankfully there still is because it’s doing a lot of work, also thankfully it’s obvious from how !! his body arches into her touch and is responding to it how he feels]

Nancy: [when you want to hear so badly and you’re so mad everyone is here even though this is exactly why you invited them to stop something like this happening but hey, pushing your hands to the side in another impulsive move, hitching your dress up to your waist so you can fully rub yourself all over his crotch in the most blatant way, letting him feel how wet you are, focusing on what you want the most shamelessly]

Teddy: [when that is absolutely SENDING you because she is so wet and there are so few fucks given to the aftermath and we love that y’all are this in the moment, hence doing his own impulsive move and pushing the pillow to the side so he can kiss her actually]

Nancy: [crashing your face into his, finally being able to breathe and having to breathe him in, your eyes WIDE open in disbelief that you’re really doing this right now]

Teddy: [truly, the word feral is too tame for this makeout, just doing everything he could have possibly ever wanted since he realised he wanted to and things he didn’t even know he wanted to do until this second, excuse us everyone for how loud this would suddenly seem, keep partying please]

Nancy: [when you need to keep in his mouth essentially, filling him with your tongue so there’s no room for the feral noises to escape but also you can’t resist leaning over him to drool in his mouth because the hottest thing you’ve ever seen and you could not adequately show that until now]

Teddy: [when you’re trying to tell her that you’re gonna die if she keeps that up purely with how wide your eyes are and that’s before she’s even spit in his mouth, which would have him CONVULSING against her with how !! we’ve gotta react to it, GRABBING her with no thought to where or how hard he is or how loud their bodies slamming against each other will be]

Nancy: [the unhinged way you’re trying to get him undressed and your own pants to the side like in any way either of you is going to make it to penetration here, just aimless with how much you can’t concentrate at this point, thrashing your body against his so wildly it feels entirely out of your control now]

Teddy: [god bless you for trying hun but we all know he can’t help you he’s too far gone and can neither stop moving for long enough or cope with the fact that she’s trying to undress him and is thus willing for it to actually go there because he lowkey didn’t think he’d see the day so the thought of it and her attempts and therefore touches of him will absolutely be killing him to the point it’s likewise unhinged]

Nancy: [not you in another bold move getting on all fours and directing him to eat you from the back as you fully finish him off by sucking his dick through his underwear]

Teddy: [another incredible bold move and this boy needs no encouragement to go along with it even if he won’t be able to last long about it, it’ll be long enough and nobody here is embarrassed by any of their actions on this day]

Nancy: [you’re both going to die almost instantly but that’s kind of the point, you could totally not but are absolutely sucking as hard as you can to actually get his cum in your mouth through his underwear, so casual, so fine]

Teddy: [again excuse us everyone because there is no way for either of them to do what they are doing quietly and he isn’t trying to because he’s as per trying to do the most like she is, go about your business nothing to see or hear here]

Nancy: [at least you can’t be hollering but truly, the noises that are being made are indecent and could only be one thing, doing such a contented moan right now]

Teddy: [doing his own, not even trying to mirror but simply because it feels like they’ve been frustrating each other for 9000 years and he can’t do anything but now that they aren’t]

Nancy: [turning your shaking body back slowly so you can look at him, however risky, you gotta, deeply tongue kissing so there’s a huge mess of both your cum and spit laced between your mouths when you pause and grin at him]

Teddy: [the way that look is returned and saying everything he’s not gonna be allowed to say for 2 years because there is no way he isn’t OBSESSED with her from this moment on, I’m soz, he just is, couldn’t agree to the Grace plot any quicker and this is why sis, giving her heart eyes not even knowing they are heart eyes because he’s never given them to anyone]

Nancy: [god bless you chaotic messes, simply have to call him a good boy because what else would be appropriate when he’s looking at you like that]

Teddy: [simply gotta lie all over her like a pet immediately because love to hear that and also don’t want her to leave and this to end even though that’s a risk for all the reasons we already said that anyone could come looking for y’all/accidentally stumble in here and upon this scene]

Nancy: [laughing quietly but happily about this, stroking his cheeks and getting distracted by how messy they are ‘mucky pup’ whilst making it worse not better of course]

Teddy: [licking her like a lil cat wherever his head is resting no fucks given where that might be, I like to think that maybe it’s her knee because grabbing that is what started all this]

Nancy: [doing a lil gasp because not expecting it and it got to you in a likewise unforeseen way ‘don’t turn me on again’ as a whisper]

Teddy: [doing a bigger lick and going further up with it because she liked it and he simply must, paying no attention to that whisper even though he definitely heard it]

Nancy: [‘Teddy’ at the same sort of volume but more of a warning in tone as you squirm only slightly out of reach ‘I’ll never let you leave’]

Teddy: [‘What makes you think I want to leave?’ hence continuing to lick her, this time being shamelessly in her inner thigh about it like he’s cleaning her up]

Nancy: [finding the abandoned pillow to stifle a moan here before you can continue, speaking slower from the effort it is taking ‘I know you don’t, that’s why you’ll get me in trouble’]

Teddy: [shaking his head but from the position he hasn’t moved from ‘I’m a good boy’ like no I won’t, remember you just said that, doing her other inner thigh because can’t have cleaned one up and not the other]

Nancy: [shaking your own head like no no, ‘bad boy’ saying it SO indecently because of his antics, even if you had a point to make, can’t help getting a little distracted]

Teddy: [soz to her bf because he will be biting her right there on said inner thigh like when you tell a dog off and it snaps at you, giving that energy because we are leaving a mark this time and he is not at all soz]

Nancy: [smacking the top of his head but also reflexively wrapping your thighs around him, mixed messages much ‘you have work, and school and a family’ just listing all the reasons he cannot stay like you aren’t holding him hostage currently]

Teddy: [‘I don’t care’ because truly do and cannot rn and barely ever, making that point by starting to kiss her everywhere he has licked, really slowly like he has all the time in the world ‘neither do you’ because you know she won’t now you’ve started these antics]

Nancy: [closing your eyes and pinching your nipples until it burns, hissing in satisfaction as he’s raining these kisses down on your thighs ‘I’d love to keep you as my sex slave-’ a statement with the but left unsaid]

Teddy: [we all know where he’s kissing her now because gotta urge her to the only way he can, like yep do keep me please and thanks]

Nancy: [‘I don’t care’ repeated back to him because right now you couldn’t give less of a fuck about anything, just pushing yourself greedily onto his tongue]

Teddy: [me being EVIL and deciding that they should be allowed to keep this up until she is almost dead for peak frustration and then they should hear someone coming, probably a horny couple who wanna use this room so are making out and not looking which gives him time to roll off this bed dramatically and under it without being seen, just for the drama and the cockblock and the wake up call]

Nancy: [at least this is your room so you can be suitably pissy because everyone heard your boyfriend leave so you get to be a bitch, also I’m sure you had enough time to cover yourself sufficiently to not feel totally exposed to these clueless hoes here that you’re cussing out and lowkey pushing out the door with the frustration built there, just standing with your back against this door now like !!]

Teddy: [this boy here under this bed trying not to lol even though he’s very amused at everything she’s saying to this random couple, catch him crawling out like a monster from a horror film because the only way, it’s a miracle this tall boy fit at all I’m sure, thank god for big rich people beds, hence can’t resist grabbing her ankle even though that was a serious close call]

Nancy: [when going to kick him away makes you almost fall straight onto your arse because some level of intoxicated and also so close to an orgasm that you’re kinda shaky from that, freeing your foot and jumping back on the bed with a grumpy noise like no]

Teddy: [getting up, much more awkwardly and with more effort than it took for you to roll down there, sitting on the edge of her bed as he smooths his clothes out and picks off the worst of the under the bed scut/wipes the dust off as best he can, handing her something he found under there that she lost though, bonus points if it’s indecent like underwear or something or something gross she wouldn’t want back like scattered trash lol]

Nancy: [just catching your breath and thanking god that the random couple wasn’t a closer friend or someone else you care about more, scowling at whatever he hands you like he’s a cat bringing you a dead animal, rolling over and off the bed to whatever vanity moment is in this room to begin to sort yourself out ‘jesus fucking christ’ at the actual state you have gotten in]

Teddy: [a quiet lol at her scowl and then a bigger but still quiet one at her reaction to her reflection because the drama mick, but getting properly re-dressed himself and running a hand through his hair because he knows he’s gotta be in a similar state]

Nancy: [the GLARE via the mirror like if you don’t shut up, even though there’s zero chance anyone heard that, almost coming at him with a makeup wipe but deciding that’s a little too personal at this stage so throwing a couple at him like yeah, your face is also a mess as we sit back down at the vanity and try to more tactically clean our own face so we don’t have to sit here and redo the whole look]

Teddy: [come at your face with those wipes sir because you can’t really just hide here forever however much you might want to, wincing slightly and making a sound like an intake of breath/when you suck your teeth when he gets to the bruise he’s gonna have because had lowkey forgotten about it and wasn’t being careful/never is]

Nancy: [can’t help but look up at him again when he does, even if you’re not passing comment to show you care, it was instinctive nonetheless ‘I’ll get some ice’ because decided we need to leave first, not that we feel at all ready or want to, would much rather hide in here until everyone left]

Teddy: [even though I 10000% know there’s at least one other mirror in this room other than the vanity she is sat at, coming to check how his face (mainly future bruise) looks in that mirror specifically, resting his chin on her shoulder to look from where he’s lurking behind her]

Nancy: [‘what are you going to tell your boss?’ meaning his father of course, talking like you don’t know they’re the same man like that puts any distance between y’all and what just happened, brushing your hair into an updo of some variety so it tickles his face, unclear whether you think this will move him or he will enjoy it, we aren’t saying huns]

Teddy: [‘lover’s tiff between MY rugby boyfriend and I?’ because I’m sure your dad would be fuming if you were gay but you haven’t actually dropped that bomb because he’d say it was a phase at your age and because you’re actually not and do wanna go out with girls too it would look like he was proved right, enjoying this tickling so much you gotta reach and touch her face]

Nancy: [your mother meanwhile, OVERJOYED lmao, no woman will ever take you away; us here shaking our head at this suggestion like oh you, putting our hand over yours like don’t mess up my face again but we’re lingering and not putting words to the gesture]

Teddy: [mhmm she deffo thinks he is and is BUZZING about it, she’s gonna be fuming when Grace and then Nancy appear and he has not 1 but 2 children with the latter, bringing her face closer and kissing her on both cheeks how he do, but SO lightly they are barely touching, to not mess up her face, the 2nd one being on her hand though technically because he hasn’t moved his or hers, and to not be too extra about what is a goodbye gesture because time be running out]

Nancy: [soz amanda seyfried, stop being weird lol; closing your eyes with such a dramatic sigh like he’ll have no clue how you’re feeling if you just don’t talk to him or look at him or do anything to actually face any of this because really don’t want to ‘just-’ and truly having no clue how you intend to finish that sentence]

Teddy: [it makes me lol that’s her face because IRL she’s living her best life with Gus the donkey ‘go? or…?’ because you can’t bring yourself to say the word stay rn if she would mock it or deny you which feels v likely, the pause of the … feeling SO drawn out even though it probably isn’t actually because of how long it feels like it takes you to drop your hand from her cheek where it has been the ENTIRE time]

Nancy: [‘Or?’ As a genuine question, like what alternative do you know of, shaking our head and putting our face in our hands, resting elbows on this vanity ‘I shouldn’t have done or said- but I did’ making eye contact because important to try to convey that we aren’t really sorry whatsoever we just don’t want to be caught here, shrugging like that covers that and there’s not so much more you could say about it]

Teddy: [do a dismissive hand gesture as if neither of you had asked the question and it’s really that simple to just forget about because you don’t see an alternative in this moment, at least not one you’re gonna put yourself out there to openly fight for ‘Well, I understand if I’m off the future guestlists’ as if you’re gonna just not come to a party ever again lol, imagine]

Nancy: [doing another shrug with the same dismissive energy ‘I don’t see why we need to be that dramatic’ like it will also be really chill to just go back to how it was and see each other around, we love the optimism there ‘[someone who is infamously a dick or she has infamous beef with] still shows their face’ as we’re getting up and smoothing out the sheets of this bed, putting THE pillow back where it should be with a pause you can barely notice]

Teddy: [just doing a face when she compares him with that person, like she’s the one being dramatic for doing that when they are someone who is clearly unwelcome and be doing it she has said it all and he also is, but we’re keeping said face OTT as if this is all bants obvs]

Nancy: [looking up when he’s not replied because the face he’s making is so loud, rolling your eyes at him, half affectionately ‘nothing has to change, alright?’ we’re all easy breezy here]

Teddy: [taking the vibe she is projecting and running with it, hard enough that he’s almost mocking her, by making himself super comfy on the bed she’s just made like oh okay then I won’t rush off as everything’s so chill, out here being the most cat like yet again]

Nancy: [shaking our head like yep, that’s about standard you behaviour, when you can’t help but look at him laying there and be mad you can’t join him, locating your phone, to distract yourself from the possibility, to remind yourself of the boyfriend you’re meant to go meet]

Teddy: [I love that there isn’t a single thought for the gf he has abandoned, how rude but real, I’m gonna have him send her a message purely because she is on her phone ignoring him and he would]

Teddy: What are you doing?

Nancy: [I will reply, even though you could just look up, suppressing that urge with a small smirk when you get this notification]

Nancy: Trying to ignore you

Teddy: You’re failing miserably, by the way

Nancy: What else is new

Teddy: True, you did say nothing was going to change, but I thought you were just saying it

Nancy: Why would you doubt me?

Teddy: I doubt everyone, don’t take it personally

Nancy: I will

Nancy: Did the trust issues come with the daddy ones or?

Teddy: Ha ha

Nancy: We are still in the same room, don’t come at me with fake laughs

Teddy: What I read doesn’t warrant real laughter, but if you’d prefer silence

Nancy: Never

Nancy: I hate being ignored

Teddy: So do I

Nancy: Who’s going to look up first…

Teddy: You will, of course

Nancy: I picked up my phone for a reason

Teddy: The reason being that you need all the help you can get, you already admitted as much

Nancy: So

Nancy: you can’t tell anyone 

Teddy: So look at me

Nancy: It’ll be weird now

Teddy: It isn’t awkward for you that your boyfriend [recapping that homoerotic display in too graphic detail lest we all forget exactly how cringe it was lol]

Nancy: Are you going to hate crime him now

Teddy: Are you going to look at me?

Nancy: [you have to, even though you are going to be red from how stupid you feel, have to prove that you can]

Teddy: [have to do a smug smile because you ‘won’ by getting her to first, from where he’s still looking down at his phone like he doesn’t even care but we all know he’s clocked how red she is and loves that too much not to look up at her and hold the eye contact and see if she’ll go even redder about it]

Nancy: [scowl and flip him off before hiding your face in your hair because you will and you know what he’s doing and being smug about]

Teddy: [a lol that isn’t gonna be heard over the party noise if your antics weren’t, again like he’s so smug, but he’s doing the realest heart eyes ever when she’s hiding her face and can’t see them because duh that’s how he actually feels]

Nancy: [love how you should be leaving this room but you don’t want to so you haven’t, just sat here, nbd]

Nancy: Prick

Teddy: [an immediate look up at her purely so he can show how OTT offended he is by that comment even though we all know he isn’t and he’s very much amused actually]

Teddy: Oh, is that why you’re sitting such a huge distance away?

Nancy: You know perfectly well why 

Teddy: Because you’re a sore loser

Nancy: Am not

Teddy: Spoken like one

Nancy: You can’t trick me into looking at you again

Teddy: I’m not trying to

Teddy: be my friend & sit with me, if you aren’t upset at how quickly you lost

Nancy: [get up from whatever seat/spot on the floor you were in, looking at him so warily because you can’t trust yourself and you know it full well but at the same time, you said it would be the same so you have to, sitting down at the foot of this bed like there you go ‘happy now?’]

Teddy: [shamelessly watching her move for every second until she sits and then looking away which is the opposite to what most peeps would do but okay sir you do you, making a noise like he’s considering the question as he reaches and picks her foot up as if he’s gonna drag her closer by her ankles much like how he dragged her knees earlier, but just holding it for a beat and not, obvs, we’re only trying to put the possibility in her head like it is in ours]

Nancy: [unable to keep yourself from jumping as you tense your body at his touch, like you dare not move whilst his hand is on you, likewise holding your breath so everything suddenly feels really silent before you can hear your blood pounding in your ears]

Teddy: [‘You know? I think I actually am’ in response to her question when she’d have thought she wasn’t getting one, in that tone of being amused because he’s genuinely surprised because rarely that happy lbr and the day started off with him so sad]

Nancy: [brushing your own fingertips over where his just were without any real purpose or understanding why you are, glancing up more naturally due to his tone ‘I’m glad’ sincerely but understated]

Teddy: [instead of moving back to where and how he was sitting before post reaching over to grab her, instead, lying on his stomach where he is so that his head is v close to her where she’s sat on the end of this bed, giving her a more genuine smile that could be played off as him being glad he’s invaded her personal space more because he’s giving the little brother energy of doing it to be annoying, but we all know]

Nancy: [nudging his shoulder with your knee and smiling down at him, running a hand through his hair until your hand is resting on his neck, looking as if you might say something but you don’t]

Teddy: [I just know with my whole heart that this boy is wearing an ugly necklace of some sort because he’s a jewellery bitch so playing with that when her hand lands at the back of his neck as if he’s aware of it for the first time ever and how tangled it must be by their earlier antics, but really he’s just gotta do something with his hands that isn’t grab her, LOOKING at her like he’s waiting for her to say that something she isn’t]

Nancy: [do your own untangling from where your hand is, THINKING about how it got in that state so uncasually as you do, shifting so you’re sat slightly closer to him ‘I don't like wanting something I can’t have’ said after a pause that would make you think no answer to the question that LOOK was was coming]

Teddy: [‘there isn’t a thing you can’t have’ we can all pretend that’s said in a you’re young hot and rich and therefore can and do have it all way instead of the blatant way it was meant, because that’s totally fine]

Nancy: [‘not without consequences’ with a tilt of your head as if considering him and whether such consequences would be worth suffering]

Teddy: [‘the bad ones can be made to go away’ said like he is young and hot and rich and has never faced a consequence except the ones he finds fun like causing drama ‘like that’ doing a click]

Nancy: [moving your hand away, rubbing the back of your own neck as you shake your head ‘certain realities have to be faced, sadly’ noticing and then untwisting one of our dress straps that didn’t get put back on properly]

Teddy: [shaking his own head like no thank you because facing reality isn’t something this boy will willingly do, especially in this era before his 16th birthday, noticing one of her hairs whether it’s trapped around a ring or the button on his sleeve or wherever, taking it off and playing with it ‘how boring’]

Nancy: [watching him do this with such !! intensity, our other hand gripping the duvet we’re sat upon ‘I know but you nearly got caught already’ putting the blame on him as if you weren’t nearly caught together and it’s impossible to be just one of your faults alone]

Teddy: [when you were literally having so much fun tickling your own skin with this hair everywhere from the back of your hand to your literal face but then she says that and you’re offended enough to stop abruptly and let said hair drop to the floor, referencing your own death drop there and roll under the bed deliberately ‘I avoided being caught’ because she just lay there and the accusatory tone is saying as much lol]

Nancy: [frowning, practically flinching at him dropping this hair, moving back barely an inch but again, you must ‘it’s my room, that people saw me enter when my boyfriend left’ defending yourself like excuse me ‘or did you want to listen to them have boring sex for however long he managed?’ because imagine if you had both hidden and had to do that lol]

Teddy: [‘Perhaps it wouldn’t have been’ but you can’t say this with a straight face because you got a look at this couple from under the bed even if you don’t know them and if you do then you probably know it’s a lie lol, plus you’re then just thinking about being with her in a confined space so that’s enjoyably distracting in itself]

Nancy: [nodding your own exactly kind of laugh here, proving neither of you would be able to keep suitably silent if it was that bad, just telling him this couple’s business whether you know that on any authority or not, just love being shady]

Teddy: [listening to this and living his absolute best life because loves the goss, has gotten closer to her again closing that tiny gap she made without even being aware of the fact]

Nancy: [doing an impression of this poor gal who you’re only shading because she nearly caught y’all and making yourself lol ‘til you’re now lying next to him on your back]

Teddy: [not only doing a hot shh as if she’s going to get y’all caught again with her lols despite the fact you’re laughing too and clearly they aren’t loud enough for anyone to care about, but also putting a hand over her mouth with it, we all know why and the reminder it gives however playfully you’re doing it now sir]

Nancy: [giving him such a LOOK as your mouth is covered, like you need to be that blatant when only your eyes are there to communicate, actually no need though ma’am, nor do you need to start another playfight with the sole aim of getting him on the floor]

Teddy: [you likewise didn’t need to be leaning over her as blatantly and fully as you were, boy, and you definitely don’t need to continue to straddle her to this degree during the playfight so she’s pinned to the bed until you decide you want to roll her to the floor with you in such a !! hot move and not a second before, the idea being you were gonna drag her under the bed with you immediately like the thought you had before but of course you get distracted by being on top of her on the floor with your bodies all rolled up together]

Nancy: [the aim is absolutely to end up under the bed, you’ve both had that thought but you can never sufficiently fight back when you are too into being pinned here by him, can pretend the ow sort of noise is purely reaction to the fall but that is a flimsy excuse when it sounded that indecent]

Teddy: [mhmm, and I have no doubt you’ll eventually end up there when he remembers but atm his only vaguely coherent thoughts are about how much her dress has ridden up during all that rolling about, positioning himself deliberately so that his leg presses against the inner thigh lovebite he did earlier as though it’s purely accidentally because of how intertwined they are]

Nancy: [pulling yourself up using his shoulders again, so your face is more level and closer to his as you’re staring down at his leg between yours, biting your inner lip as your breathing quickens]

Teddy: [keeping his gaze FIXED on her face from this closer proximity as he moves his leg to do the absolute most, no notes, he just simply must]

Nancy: [keeping your arms wrapped around his shoulders, pulling yourself closer to him with a small whimper, shaking your head, scratching the rhythm he is moving into his back lightly with your nails]

Teddy: [making it more blatant in every sense because she hasn’t stopped you yet and he’s taking every encouragement she has given him as a yes for completely riding his leg on this floor, why wouldn’t he, don’t mind him just manhandling and manoeuvring her into position like they are still playfighting each other]

Nancy: [shuddering as you are placed, automatically riding against the rhythm he’s setting, breathing in time and more laboured as you go harder with it ‘happy now?’ as a whisper in contrast but the LOOK is loud]

Teddy: [giving her a LOOK back that’s as loud if not louder ‘I will be’ because the when doesn’t need to be spoken as it’s obviously when she is because he’s killed her with these antics, sounds suspiciously like you’re commanding her to do it rn immediately which lowkey is true and obvious from how intently you’re watching her every move]

Nancy: [‘I can’t say no to you’ as if that means you must and you don’t just desperately want to, leaning, straining to his face, to give it a deliberately slow and thorough lick, indecently covering every inch like it’s your job]

Teddy: [buzzing about that because he isn’t used to hearing the word and he isn’t about to start here and now, not if he can help it and he can by how hard he’s going with these antics, at least until she licks him and he SO suddenly stops, as does his breathing, because SHOOKETH, the !! clench of his jaw that doesn’t completely stop the NOISE that’s managing to still escape a little through gritted teeth, iconic] Nancy: [doing an angry clove noise about him stopping even though you could not be more thrilled with his reaction, doing the give me attention head rubs about it, licking down his neck as you do, going to unbutton his shirt, all the while aggressively grinding against his stationary leg]

[uris-stanley]

i think we should let all the teens date each other in one big poly relationship

[mywritingonlyfans]

Literally you could write anything about Eddie having a very like normal gf and no one believing that they r together but then the reader shows up to like a hangout or a campaign and everyone’s like “bro how much is Eddie paying u to pretend to be his gf/bf/partner?”

ok, i'll try to elevate on this later on because it sounds too good!! 😩

i know you said normal but my mind is on reader being a cheerleader (so let's assume reader is 'normal' but a cheerleader but reader is a decent person!)

okay, imagine eddie super quiet (nothing common to expect from him to the situation that was to come) on the boys to be 'choosing' the weekend sport game instead of the night of games with the club, and then scaring everyone, he just says it was considerable to reschedule, without questioning his abrupt behavior, the club as a whole agrees. just so then,,, on the night of the school game, when both dustin and mike would be there for lucas, eddie would be present, pulling some nasty looks and comments at him (which he wouldn't mind a bit because he'd only be there for you!), he would stop next to the boys, who would be confused to see him there just before the end of the game (like, seriously, what would eddie be doing there?), but as soon as they fired questions at him, they would see eddie's face lighting up when waving forward... following his gaze, they would find you smiling and bouncing looking at him as happy as he is that you both are seeing each other. the still paralyzed boys would watch with agape as you run to eddie and throw yourself into his arms (yes, eddie would lift you up in the air and spin you around!), you would kiss him briefly and still glued to him you would look at the boys (you would know that they didn't know about you yet because it was recent and both you and eddie were being reserved as far as possible) and would say an excited "hi", they would ignore it and look at eddie (who would clearly have his bright eyes all over you) and ask together "reader's getting paid for this, right?" or "no way in hell you got Y/N to be with you, that's a gamble, isn't it?" directed at you. you would laugh, as would eddie who would probably make some joke about it. and still not letting them understand, you'd just turn around and ask if they want to have lunch with you after the game... they would still appear shocked by you talking to them (like, they would know you were nice, you were friends with nancy - probs dustin's crush for a while- and they'd know that even though you weren't labeled as a freak that you were cool) and then eddie would agree to think it's great that they could come with you and they'd accept it still absercing you like that's the craziest thing that could happen as watching eddie kissing your cheek quickly, then rubbing his curls into your face for you to laugh before you go back to your dancing thing... and yes, more questions would be fired at eddie about you and the whole relationship as soon as you're not around!!!

[rosemaryandarsenic]

i’ve been having brain rot about gareth with a big tiddy goth gf, if i had a crumb of headcannons id be so grateful 🙏 however if you could elaborate i’d be dead on the floor

As a big tiddy goth gf myself, I LOVE this. NSFW blurb to follow, Minors DNI!!

HC's Authors note: I go on a rant at the end here lol, but tw: political stuff (human rights!) and talk of mosh pits, NSFW stuff, anger issues.

Personally, I think Gareth would favor more Punk/Lolita Goth types but let's be real, he wouldn't give a fuck as long as you're anti-establishment, anti-Fascist, and like metal. Frankly even the metal part is probably not required lmao.

You two would go to shows together and he'd get so nervous at first if you went into the mosh pit, until he sees you're a little battering ram and just goes absolutely feral.

He'd get you longer necklaces so they fall in between your boobs, maybe he'd let you wear his skull necklace during shows.

Will mark your boobs with hickies so anyone who sees them knows you're taken (and you wear low cut shirts to show it off haha)

Before you all start dating he'd lowkey be scared of you! Till he learns your looks are the complete opposite of your personality which is soft and sweet. He'd also learn real quick that soft girls still bark, especially if they have a temper to match his own, which you do.

Gareth would take you Halloween shopping every year, and plan couples' costumes with you. You have a ritual where instead of watching slashers or horror movies like you normally do, you watch a romcom on Halloween night and eat all your favorite candy.

MATCHING TATTOOS AHHH

Hoping this doesn't sound performative but I'm adding it anyway bc it's important: I like to think that he'd be so supportive of however you choose to express yourself and make sure that he supports bands that are not just good but support good values. I write from my own POV which isn't all-encompassing and I think it's super important to acknowledge if it doesn't fit who you are there's still space for you <3 I'm talking about feminist Gareth, Gareth with a Muslim gf who loves how you match your hijab to his vest, Gareth who decolonizes and votes to protect women and POC, BLM protest Gareth, gay rights Gareth, Gareth who decorates his GF's mobility aid and makes pronoun pins for the band. I mention all this specifically because this "stuff" is a huge part of the goth culture (it built it really) and I think he'd be very passionate about it. I know I write smut lol, but good relationships don't require sex and I think he'd be an excellent BF who'd respect those boundaries and would care about what you believe in and his own belief system.

THE BLURB

TW: Mentions of alcohol, boob luge, and shitty yt supremacy bands (I have beef with so many thrash metal bands). As usual, all characters are above the age of 18.

It's like 12:30 in the morning, and you're at Eddie's trailer with the older gang. Robin's in the corner talking to Nancy, Jeff is playing video games with Eddie, and you're in the kitchen listening to Steve and Gareth argue about music. It's hot, and your eyeliner is running as you rummage through the fridge looking for a cold beer, or literally anything to chase the shot you'd just taken.

"I'm telling you, Steve Miller band is so much better than that slasher band-" Steve says, completely getting cut off by your boyfriend.

"Slayer, it's SLAYER. That's not even who I'm talking about!" Gareth grumbles, "they have too much Nazi shit, I'm talking about fucking bands like Quiet Riot. They're revolutionizing music, you can't discredit that."

"Discredit? Man, they're brutalizing rock -" Steve cuts off again as you slam the fridge door.

"Will you two quit it? Steve's a jock Gareth, youre not gonna convince him to listen to metal, especially thrash." You groan, leaning against the counter. "He's no fun."

"Exactly," Steve says, throwing his hands up in the air. "Also, I AM fun, I have plenty of good music to listen to already." He emphasizes the good, making Gareth groan irritatedly.

"What? You think I'm boring?" Steve yells, "Eddie would you say I'm boring?"

"YES." Robin, Nancy, and Eddie reply together without even looking over.

"Jesus," Steve mumbles, "here, let me prove it."

Steve leans in and whispers something in your ear, as Gareth watches smugly, arching an eyebrow as you grin at what Steve is asking you to do. It's a party trick, one you've seen him do in high school, and you're just tipsy enough to play along.

"That's actually kind of metal." You giggle.

"What?" Gareth asks, staring at the two of you as Steve hands you a bottle of jack off the counter. "What're you two talking about?"

"Nuh huh," Steve laughs, "Y/N here is going to be able to explain it much better than I can."

You laugh again as you motion for Gareth to come to you and pull off the sliced-up T-shirt you have over your bra. Gareth's eyes get wide, despite the fact that everyone here could give less of a shit at your indecency.

"What the fuck are you doing, Y/N?" Gareth asks, in front of you now.

"The Harrington special, babe." You answer, winking. "You've never seen it?"

Gareth shakes his head as Steve laughs, "You're about to!"

You pull your boyfriend's face in with one hand and hold the liquor bottle in the other hand.

"All you have to do is stick your face in those lovely boobs of hers and open your mouth," Steve instructs, earning a glare from Gareth at the compliment to your anatomy.

"C'mere baby," you laugh, and Gareth complies, leaning into your chest as he starts to realize what you're going to do. You carefully pour a shot onto your boobs, the alcohol pooling between your cupped breasts and trickling down into his mouth. He laps it up, giving you a dark look as his tongue runs up from below your bra to your collar bone. Fucking christ that's hot.

You'd momentarily forgotten Steve was there as he hollers, "Would a lame person be able to do that?"

You giggle, "You're not doing shit, Harrington."

"Yeah well, not this time Y/L/N, I think your boyfriend would fucking kill me." he laughs, as Gareth nods.

"Touch her tits and you're dead, Steve." He laughs, pulling back and giving you a quick peck on the cheek. "I'll give you like, one notch above lame for teaching her that." He winks at you, and they go back to debating as you pull your shirt back over your shoulders. You were definitely going to pay for that later.

[deanismysavior]

Ik everyone talks about this in different fonts, but your ask about mike and nancy and how he feels comfortable opening up to will really struck me because wow, broski literally NEVER opens up to his girlfriend. Like we knew this already, but it really does go beyond him not having dramatic heart to hearts with El on top of vans. He really doesn’t talk to El about ANYTHING other than things related to the fight against the UD. And I think that directly connects to him putting her on a pedestal. Beyond his sexuality, beyond the debate of whether he loves will or el, why are my chemical romances completely chill with a bf/gf who don’t open up about anything. That should concern them, but it never does . Like literally, when you contrast with Lumax, who are vulnerable with each other ATT, it’s startling. How do melvin shippers not see that? Because that goes beyond the Byler debate into the core emptiness of their relationship which is a fact.

Yeah, let's talk about Mike and El for a second, because I think there's more to unpack here.

We really see so many empathy misses between the two of them, and I kind of think a lot more of those in later seasons come/start from El shutting down Mike's feelings than the other way around. I mean, Mike sets the precedent here with blaming El a lot in season 1, and we definitely still see his issues with deflection and blame shifting, but we do see Mike TRY to understand what's going on with El, and I'm not so sure we see El doing the same for Mike, though to give El the benefit of the doubt here, I also don't think it's ever been demonstrated to her that she should be making space for Mike in this way.

Let's take a look:

First we have this scene here where Mike is trying to relate to El and show her around. He's excitedly showing off all of his toys to her, and El just really could not be bothered. She gets up to scope out the rest of the room and kind of leaves Mike alone with his toys. Now obviously, this is a small thing, but I think it's an interesting way to set up their dynamic: Mike is trying to be attentive with El and make sure she's experiencing everything (making her breakfast, showing her the Lazy Boy, showing her his toy collection), and El is sort of dismissive with him. Clearly, she's also not been brought up traditionally, so I can give her a pass on these behaviors, but as for establishing a relationship between Mike and El, it's kind of already pointing toward the fact that they're not on the same page and don't really share the same interests.

We see basically the same thing happen here in the s3 opening makeout scene where Mike breaks their kiss to rock out to Never Surrender and El covers Mike's mouth and tells him to stop singing. He says, "What, you don't like it?" And it's played off as this kind of comedic moment, but we get the sense here again that El kind of stifles a bit of Mike's goofiness and playfulness, so much of what makes him him, to just go back to making out. It doesn't read to me here like she's all that interested in spending QUALITY time with Mike, she's moreso interested in engaging in teenage behavior with him, gossiping and making out.

But let's take a step back for a second and look at their initial kiss scene here because I think this also highlights how much they are not on the same page at any point in their relationship. In this first scene we get between them that really establishes them as a romantic relationship, Mike is telling El that she can come live with him and his family, that his parents will be like her parents, and his sister will be like her sister, and El asks if that means that Mike will be like her brother, and he says, No, that's different. Here, Mike is being pushed into creating this romantic bond between he and El because Lucas and Dustin frame his attentiveness to her in this way, and likewise, El is pushed into framing this as a romantic bond and not a familial bond by Mike. While Mike is confusing platonic feelings for romantic feelings, El is confusing familial feelings for romantic feelings.

And we see this displayed so apparently in El's entire arc during season 2. She leaves Hawkins to try to establish for herself what her relation to the world is, and she goes out in search of family, first to her Mom, and then to Kali, her sister. Both her aunt and Kali offer her places to stay and offer her a place in their family, but El returns to Hawkins, and says she's going "Home" because that's where her family is, not just Hopper, but Mike and the rest of the party too. El views these relationships as being like family and like home to her.

And this sets up so well why Mike and El's relationship in season 3 feels so off to the both of them. They believe that their bond has to be romantic because of how much expectation and waiting was built between them, but we again see them not being on the same page.

Now we already talked about the beginning makeout, so I won't go over that again, but I do want to key into a few of the points in their dynamic. While we've talked about how El and Will are constantly confused and interchanged in the story with Mike, Mike and Hopper are consistently also confused and interchanged in the story for El. Mike kind of plays, in a weird way, a 3rd father figure role to El in places.

Now we know that Hopper has always been overprotective of El and has firm rules set in place for her, but we also see this behavior show up with Mike in season 3. He's concerned about having lost El, and he kind of steps in by trying to have control over how she uses her powers. He thinks the others are trying to exploit her, so while his intentions are well-meaning here, El doesn't need this kind of overprotection from Mike because she already has it from Hopper, and her whole arc in season 3 is about her discovering herself outside of being defined by her relationships with others.

So when we get to season 4, and we see that Mike has created more distance in their relationship while El is sort of clinging onto it and fully investing into Mike, I think similarly to how Mike threw himself into El in s3 after being afraid he lost her in s2, El does the same thing with Mike because she thinks she lost Hopper, and so Mike becomes really her main support system. While of course she loves the Byers and Will, Jonathan, and Joyce step in to become family for her, they are not as familiar to her as Mike is, and Mike is the only person besides Hopper who has really been there for El since the beginning. She leans so heavily onto Mike and displaces a lot of her insecurities about losing her powers, losing her home, and losing her Dad into Mike's inability to say "I love you" because what El really wants and needs in season 4 is a sense of stability that she doesn't have.

So when Mike finally tries to address the problem after he finds out El has been lying to him and that she's been being bullied, he's trying to understand why she hasn't been talking to him, and instead of really talking through it, they both put the blame back on each other. El blames Mike for viewing her as a monster and for not saying I love you, and Mike deflects by saying "you know how I feel about you," making the insecurity her problem instead of something that they work through together as a couple. El can't understand why Mike can't tell her he loves her, but Mike also can't understand why El needs so badly to hear it. And so the only reassurances he gives her are about her powers because that's all she's really defined herself by for so long. He views El's hyperindependence and her need to do everything on her own as a strength in her and not as the result of insecurity and instability that it is.

El and Mike care about each other a lot, but they don't relate to one another. They don't understand one another, and they're constantly never on the same page about their relationship or what one needs from the other. That's what makes it so clear that the monologue didn't solve anything. Because neither one of them was actually hearing the other throughout the entirety of their relationship.

[daydreamxr17]

Why we love Steve?

Appreciation post for Steve Harrington because we might see him the last time soon (I hope so not but...)

Season 1

He started of as a rich douchebag and had amazing development

He regretted immediately talking shitty about Nancy and even went to clean what he wrote about her

He ended things with all of his former friends because he realized they were assholes

He was worried about Nancy even tho they were on bad terms in that time

He regretted everything with Jonathan and came to apologize even tho from his side it could be: "my gf cheated on me with him"

He knew shit about what was happening and still he risked his life and came back to Jonathan and Nancy and saved them

After everything, he waited with everyone for Will to wake up, even tho he absolutely didn't have to

He bought Jonathan new camera and told Nancy to give it to him, because he knew Jonathan wouldn't accept

Season 2

He was amazing bf to Nancy, took care of her, talked to her

He was looking after her when she drunk instead having fun

She literally called him and their whole relationship bullshit and still he told Jonathan to take her home

The next day he was willing to listen to her after everything

He came back to apologize to her even he tho he didn't do anything ("I'm sorry... What the hell am I sorry for")

When Nancy wasn't home and Dustin called him to help, he went even tho he had literally zero reasons to help his ex's brother's friends

He was with them the whole time, risked his life, protected them, got beat up by Billy for them, helping them with Dart and everything

He was okay with whole Jonathan and Nancy thing, he was obviously hurt and still he did his best to reassure her, that it's okay

He became Dustin's brother figure, gave him hair advices and he even gave him ride to snow ball

Season 3

He was just so good friend, to Robin, to kids (when he helped them go to cinema)

He was so happy, when Dustin came back, he listened to him when his friends ditched him

He was helping Dustin with the Russia thing since the begining

He didn't make Dustin feel like he didn't trust him about Suzie and satellite and everything

He all over again helped Dustin, risked his life, his job, almost died, let himself beat up, tried to protect everyone,...

He just cared for everyone

His new crush just admitted she's lesbian and he had to good reaction - no judging, no grudge, no remorse, he talked to her and stayed friends with her even tho he must felt hurt when he finally found someone good to himself

He saved Nancy risking again his own life

He stayed supportive friend to Robin

Season 4

He's supporting LGBTQ rights and Robin's crush

He was on Lucas' game, when his other friends weren't

Yet again he was immediatelly willing to help Dustin and Eddie - when he was accused stranger to him

Again and the whole season he was protecting them, helping them, caring for them, (babysitting them)

He always wanted to put himself into danger instead others - Nancy, Robin...

He was worried for Max and looking after her

When she pushed him away he still went to her and thanks to that she's still alive

Did you see that surprised smile when he gót the letter?

This guy is literally giving them the free ride whenever and wherever they want

He jumped to lake to find watergate even when he didn't know what might be there (not just because he was good swimmer, but because he didn't want anyone to risk their lives)

In upside down he protected Nancy with his own body, risking his life (AGAIN)

When they were going back from upside down, he went last so he could see everyone safely go trought

When Vecna possesed Nancy, he stayed with her

He was the first one to hear Dustin in upside down and comunicated to him and Erica, which lead to them escaping

And the rest we'll see

EVERYONE JUST LOVES HIM - KIDS, NANCY, ROBIN..., because he's the very best of them

So... Did I forget something?

[bumpycouch]

How the older kids would be as your bf/gf

Hi, I don’t know if anyone will read this but I just want to write and post for my own  entertainment, if anyone does happen to read this constructive criticism is appreciated. So I don’t know how to explain but this is my first headcanon I’ve ever written and I will be writing more in the future. 

Stranger Things Headcanons

How the older ones would be as your bf/gf

Fem reader

 (also, if anyone reads this keep in mind, these are my own personal opinions, not facts.)

Billy

-Toxic as hell

-Has lots of bottled up emotions

-Is mostly verbally abusive to those around him

-Would flirt or cheat with other girls and gaslight or yell at you if you accused him

-0/10 bf

Steve 

-Depends on the seasons.

-Season 1 Steve, not so much. For example, cared more about getting in trouble than about his gf’s best friend's safety. He didn’t really care about how scared nancy was feeling for Barb, just about if he got in trouble. 

-In other seasons, I’d say he’d be a good bf

-Would definitely take you out a lot

-7/10 bf

Eddie

-The best bf. No arguing. Best bf in Stranger Things.

-I can just imagine him learning to play ur favorite songs on his guitar for u

-Would give the best cuddles.

-Would let you play with his hair all you want.

-Just a really good bf. I love him so much.

-∞/10 bf

Jonathan

-Would play you some of his music, and would listen to some of urs

-If you liked his music he’d do what he’d do with will, he’d make you a mixtape

-I think he would try his best at being a good bf to you

-I don’t really have that much tbh.

-9/10?

Argyle 

-Would definitely smoke weed with you.

-Your dates would probably be you two cuddling in the back of his van, eating pizza and smoking, listening to music. 

-Very wholesome guy

-100/10 bf

Nancy

-Would definitely be a great gf.

-You two can’t really go on dates, because it's the 1980's in a small town in indiana.

-For dates, I imagine you two sitting on her bed, painting each other's nails, studying together.

-great cuddles. You two would just have so much fun together

-God, I think she’d just be a really good gf, 10/10

Chrissy

-Deserves the fucking world. I love her so damn much.

-Again, you can't really go on dates because it's the 1980’s in a small town. 

-She’d be so loving, you two would just lay on your bed, cuddling and talking to each other.

-You would comfort her about her mother being such a cunt. 

-Would just be a really wholesome and sweet gf, she deserves everything.

-∞/∞ gf

Robin

-Would be a really good gf

-Would just be so cute, would ramble to you a lot about different things

-I think at first she’d be really shy to physical affection

-Would just be so wholesome

-I love her so much.

[perexcri]

Stancy is Officially out as my fav poly Jancy ship,😌 esp after this new fic of yours, which made me wiggle around like a delighted little sea slug.

Honestly, Nancy deserves to smoke some weed and admire her bf with Argyle. When’s the last time she’s gotten a break like this tbh?? Ever??

Jonathan Byers, simp extraordinaire for his gf and bf(f). (This fantastic dynamic feels a little bit like how I feel Merlin/Arthur/Gwen would have been if bbc hadn’t been Cowards(tm).) also…\o/ shotgunning shotgunning shotgunning sho—

Also, the undercurrent of Ow in regards to Jonathan’s Extreme amount of trauma? you somehow managed to thread a bit of Pain into this lovely interaction. (“He’s sick of being domestic–he just wants to be a teenager!” & “I’m fine,” he lies, and it’s an easy one to roll off of his tongue. He’d been doing it all his life.” &!!!! V much!!!!! “Secondary parent, half-mother and half-father, always up in the morning to make breakfast for his little brother, and always relegated to haunting the back of classrooms and the edges of hallways–the creep and the weirdo.” Crying screaming on the floor eating my phone bye). (Also also Jon doubting that Will needs him anymore, nonoo oh dear no he does need u I promise. Crying yelling throwing up curling into a ball. He’s always gonna need his big bro and Jon doubting that is sending off death flags which are oh dear 😭)

Argyle is just. Such a good, kind guy, and good for Jon and Nancy. Like a soothing lotion/sun screen on the burn that is their horrific lives.

“Jonathan and Nancy both stare at Argyle’s mouth, watch it catch against the joint.” 🤭hohoho honestly making me ship Both of them equally w Argyle,

“My fair little Wheeler” orz on the floor bye

If there is not at least One (1) interaction between the three of them in s5 that is even a quarter as good as this one, honestly I’m throwing tomatoes at the Duffers’ houses.

Anyway, lovely wonderful fic!! Hope you are having a good week and thank you for improving mine🥰

VEEEEE i'm glad you liked the Jarncy fic hehehe. i know it's not my typical wheelhouse, but it was so fun to write, so it's nice to hear you enjoyed it!! :D tbh the biggest compliment i was hoping for from this fic was hearing at least one person say they ship it a little more than Stoncy after reading it, so you have fulfilled my wish 😌 (no hate to Stoncy ofc lol)

LITERALLY let Nancy Wheeler smoke weed. or just something - she's going through it just as much as anybody else, and i think she deserves a chance to relax 😩

and you're so right about Merlin and you should say it louder

yeah we can't have anything nice around here without a little pain right :) idk Jonathan is a very personal character for me because i grew up as the eldest in a single-mother household, so there's a lot about his position in life that i relate to too much, hence the angst bleeding over a little into this fic. maybe someday i'll post that other Jonathan one shot i wrote! it's got plenty more of some of the stuff discussed in this one 🙃

and yeah him and Will :') listen the most surprising thing about this fic for me was realizing that, in this scenario, Jonathan would actually be in a very similar position as Mike. furthermore, I think Jonathan struggles with being needed like Mike, too. i think Mike's is more wanting to be needed and getting sidelined while Jonathan's is more having been needed for so much of his life that he doesn't know what his life would look like without being needed. and that definitely showed here :') my poor dude i want to give him a hug

...but that's what Argyle's for, right? GAH i thought the same thing that you said!! i think there's something appealing about having Jonathan and Nancy, who are both really tightly-wound and damaged by The Horrors, buddying up with Argyle, who's pretty mellow and chill (as long as he doesn't like, you know, have to bury a guy in the desert lol). i thought his character would be a good contrast for both of them, and i'm glad that came across :D

Vee i am once again saying that i am so glad you liked this fic :] i knew it was gonna be a kinda niche thing and wasn't sure how it would go over, but tbh, just hearing that you liked it makes me smile :] also this one really challenged me just for its subject matter and working with different characters, so it ended up being personally rewarding? listen i know people really liked irresistible, but it didn't particularly challenge me in any way and subsequently i didn't end up liking it as much as some of my other fics,,,like it was fun and all, but i didn't feel really connected to it. this one, though, made me feel a lot better!! it was fun to try something new and challenge myself!!

i'm definitely gonna be writing more byler next tho lol. i promise i've got stuff i'm working on. i just gotta get my shrimp brain organized 🍤

this has gotten so long :') anyway Vee it is always lovely to hear from you, so honestly, thank you for improving my week :] i hope the rest of your week goes well!! 💜

(also i'm still staring at your aftry art btw 💐💐💐)

[freckledjoes]

what do you think about stancy btw? is it just me or stancy feels forced? i mean jancy is stressed and stancy is toxic…and what you would do if your ex was slut shaming you and then after years telling you he wants a big family with you? i mean come on…and steve was a shitty bf back (even tho he had the best glow up and ch. development ever. i love him now. he wasn’t a bad guy for me…i feel like he didn’t ever even bully anyone. yeah he broke jonathan’s camera but that was after he found out he was photographing his girlfriend almost naked..i mean…how would u reacted?) what would change if he and nancy got back together? and duffers are saying s5 it’s gonna be like if s1 and 3 had a baby…why would they want to repeat some things that happened in s1 (i really hate stancy pls) give steve a chance to have a gf who actually loves him and respects him and doesn’t take him for granted…or just let him be a single mom of his 6 kids…i feel like nancy needs to be independent… rely more just on her own and her career and not mess around with MY steve lmao 🤣💗

Oh you really put me on the spot here huh, comfortably hiding behind anon while I have to say it out loud (I'm teasing, it's all good)! Let me start by saying: IT'S AN OPINION!!! If you do ship her with either guy, enjoy your ship! I just don't ship it myself.

Alright, so... if I was Nancy, I'd be single. Not saying either boy is bad but I don't see either boy being good for her. Both made mistakes, that's for sure. Not saying they can't come back from it (Steve has had a brilliant arc and I'm sure Jonathan has learned not to take pics of people w/o their consent) but I'd personally much rather see Nancy thrive on her own rather than be reduced to a girl who needs a boyfriend at the end of the show.

I don't think she aligns with either of them. She's ambitious, she doesn't sound like she wants to have kids any time soon, if ever, so that basically cancels out Steve imo. At least, I don't think it's good for either of them to be with each other if they look so differently at the future. As for Jonathan, I just don't feel much for their relationship from what we've seen currently. Just don't really see it.

Steve needs someone who makes him feel and treats him like an equal. He deserves to be loved as much as he loves, and that man has a lot of love to give. I wish my favorite bi (headcanon) guy the best partner <3