#ok i thought they were talking about grown up max..

[grogumaximus]

[love-belle]

you're losing me !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which she's losing him and he's not fighting for her either.

or

for when you lose someone you thought you'd spend your lifetime with. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // max verstappen x fem!reader

sequel - i hope i never lose you ⋆·˚ ༘ *

warnings - language

author's note - my heart broke while writing this :// still, i hope u like it!! lmk if u want a part ii though i'll write it anyway. i love you, thank you for reading <3

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yourusername when the flowers that we'd grown together died of thirst

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maxverstappen1 pole position!!

very happy that we managed to put the best bits together for qualifying today! great work by everyone in the team redbullracing & hondaracingglobal 👏

looking forward to be racing again tomorrow 👌

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f1newzzz formula one driver, max verstappen and singer/songwriter y/n y/l/n called it quits on their engagement, source close to the pair claimed. "they just wanted different things, their goals weren't aligning," the source explained, "marriage had seemed like the picture perfect ending at that time, when max had proposed, but in the long run, they both would've been very unhappy." though the exact reason for their split isn't very clear, many speculate that it was actually verstappen who ended their 11 month engagement. for more details, click on the link in our bio.

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yourusername you're losing me is finally yours. this is easily the most vulnerable, heartbreaking, raw and personal song that i have ever written and sharing it with you all is like sharing a big piece of myself. you are, at some point in their life, at a place where you're begging someone to love you the way you love them and i think that's a saddest thing someone can do, i've been there. this song is a messy compilation of my feelings, my thoughts and the enigma in my mind, i hope you like it. and finally, to that one person, thank you for being my forever. it was real.

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[quitealotofsodapop]

it has been awhile, but I've finally gotten around to doing another one of these! hope it will help with my writing funk.

[and is super guilty for not having told him back then. At the same time, Wukong is confused why Max seems so... ok with it suddenly???] + [He ultimately doesnt want to open up any old wounds Wukong has from the incident since he's been living with the outcome of that fight far longer than Mac has.] + [Why was Wukong protecting the monk that hurt him? Why was Wukong going on this Journey and not returning to his throne? Why did he hide the Stone Egg from the world?]

honestly? Wukong is probably more concerned by how okay with having been killed Mac is than he would be if he was still upset and causing problems because of it. I feel like Wukong would actually be very ok with talking/answering any questions about what happened, it'd be a hard conversation for sure, but he's grown to have enough emotional maturity to know it's a necessary one. the only reason he let Mac get away with pushing it off for so long to the point of it blowing up in there faces a little was because he was trying to let the other have time to process and work out how he felt before trying to hash things out together.

but perhaps, Wukong is also deflecting a little, worried that trying to talk about it would spur into an argument. neither of them are very good at listening to each other when they get riled up, and after how their fight went... he knows he did his best trying to talk Macaque down, but he always kinda feels like he should've tried harder. he just doesn't want things to get out of control again.

[Ao Lie and Wukong are quickly panicking over each other while their other bros are forcing them to rest after the Samadhi Fire Ritual.]

the Tripataka forces them both onto bedrest, but it's a combined effort of the uninjured pilgrims to keep them there considering how restless Wukong can be. between Wukong and Ao Lie? it's an endless cycle of "no, I'll get up and ask for water, you stay in bed" and "no, I'll grab the extra blankets, you need to rest".

[Wukong was in so much pain that he was convinced that he was going into labor, or that he even lost Yuebei as a result of joining in the Ritual.]

now I'm just picturing the others waking up to Wukong (who normally has a very high pain tolerance) loudly sobbing from how much it hurts and inconsolable because once the thought of having lost the egg even crossed his mind he became convinced that's what happened. he must have cried so hard, they'd have to call Guanyin to do a check-up while he's still sobbing to show him the egg is fine for him to even begin to calm down.

[Nezha makes note of hiding anything flammable whenever he visits the monkeys.]

it does seem Yuebei has a taste for the spicy-er things, huh. wonder if she'd like any of Redson's cooking?

[Pigsy: "Sure thing. Guess little monkeys aren't much different from little MKs." *gives Yuebei her nose back*]

heh- funny thing about that pigsy-

[Memory!Ao Lie, frowning: "Why are you so stubborn to admit that it wasn't your fault? I really truly never blamed you, or her." Wukong, crying: "Why were you so ok with it? Because of me, the Samadhi Fire it... hurt you."]

Wukong has had a real rough go with people ditching him after one mistake, real or even just perceived mistakes alike, and messing up the ritual and letting the fire hurt Ao Lie? a monumental fuck-up to almost anyone you ask. Wukong, rather unfortunately, has very good reason for believing Ao Lie would hate or resent him for it, anyone else would. he's grown used to it, apathetic, maybe even has grown to expect it.

as it is, this means Wukong has a very hard time understanding/grasping it when someone doesn't hate him over things like this.

[Ofc Nezha feels like garbage for treating Wukong's actions during the Ritual as a failing.]

worst part is, Wukong doesn't treat him like he was wrong. when it gets brought up he talks about matter-of-factly, nonchantly, like it was no big deal that he was in pain, at risk of sacrificing his unborn egg and basically everyone aside from the pilgrims was treating him like he was the ultimate disappointment.

this is in part due to Wukong's own guilt over the ritual, insecurities about being enough/strong enough, and because he, again, doesn't blame Ne Zha because he didn't know about the egg because Wukong never told him and therefore, it's actually on his shoulders .

(Wukong needs a therapist)

[The Spider Gang has nightmares of Guanyin coming to beat the rest of them up like she's a Jojo stand.]

they're so terrified that they basically start praying to Guanyin- more so begging to be left alone, but still.

[To hear that Wukong has named her his little "Moon Comet Star" just makes him cry harder, especially with how casually Wukong names her.] + [But I bet Wukong is just so happy that he tells everyone Yuebei's name long before that time.]

I think Wukong probably had a lot of trouble coming up with names before Yuebei was born, nothing just ever seemed right! he honestly tried not to think about why the only ones that ever seemed to be good candidates were space/moon related names. but then Macaque came back. he stopped denying it at that point, and just went all for it. no matter how things with Mac end up going, Wukong probably already had the name chosen by the time he came back from looking for the map. And yeah, Macaque loves the idea that this was always Wukong's plan, and Wukong being just as happy about the name is also just so cute to him!

[It's PIF anf DBK's fave baby photo of Yuebei - besides the one where she tried eating Red Son's hair.]

oooooo what do you think would be everyone else's fav baby photos of Yuebei?

[and when he gets to Camel Ridge, he pauses before looking towards Wukong for confirmation. At Wukong's excited nod, Macaque grins evily.] + [Macaque also deliberately exaggerates the voices of their allies like PIF and DBK so Yuebei doesn't accidentally associate their voices with the muddy past shown in the book.]

let's be real, Peng's voice is the most bastardized.

love the fact that Macaque doesn't even really have to ask, Wukong already knows what he's planning and is living for it. Wukong enjoys the retelling almost as much as Yuebei does, if only for Macaque's dramatics. and doing his best to change her perception of their current allies? a very appreciated effort.

[Azure is clueless and isn't sure if monkey cubs work like lion cubs or not. Yellow Tusk has the sense to ask the remaining servants for help with tending to the infant - a group of seven brave orchard maidens stepped forward to run the baby a bath and prepare her a meal. Yellow Tusk is sure that he recognises them.]

so long pining for a monkey and he has no clue how they work or how to care for one. at least Yellowtusk is at least a little bit sensible. and ah! the peach orchard maidens Wukong was friends with! imagine if this was their first proper intro to Yuebei. they've never met but they know this is their old friends child so the seven will do anything for her, take on as many responsibilities as it takes to keep Yuebei out of Azure's claws as long as they can.

they don't like any of the brotherhood, but tusk at least seems remorseful enough to consider him safe enough to help bathe the little infant- with supervision of course. Yuebei latching to his trunk was probably as funny to them (at Yellow tusk's expense) as it was heartbreaking because they could probably recognize the behavior for what it was due to their time spent with the Monkey King.

at least Yuebei's comes out of it thinking/feeling very positively about peach maidens.

[So when the elephant gently put Yuebei in the warm bathwater and offered her mashed fruit, she instinctively clasped around his trunk like it was the arm of her parents, making sad hooing sounds as she sucked on her fingers. Yellow Tusk felt his heart break at the sight. He simply cannot fathom harming her in any sense of the word.]

oh no, Yuebei's sucking her finger, means she's missing her mama. imagine if after her rescue Wukong/macaque notice she's developed a small oral fixation from the trauma of her kidnapping.

I wonder if Yellow Tusk ever looks down at this tiny monkey and has an epiphany about how he treated Monkey King and Macaque, or the treatment of them he was at least complacent in. those two were never truly infants sure, but they were young minds, perhaps the thought had never crossed his mind because they're looks were deceiving when it came to age. how young had they truly been? what age were the children the brotherhood sent to war and martyred?

perhaps it doesn't matter anymore, the chance at redemption long forgotten, but at least he knows i his heart of hearts he will not make the mistake again. even if it means betraying those he's held dear for so long...

[Mac would make a show of picking up his baby girl and kissing her all over while commenting in baby-talk; "Did you have fun with the birdy and kitty, moonlight? Yeah? Do you want Bama to take something to remember your little play date?"]

the fact that Macaque baby-talks to the obvious victor only makes Peng's humiliation worse. Imagine getting turned into ground beef by an infant and her dad comes in and makes it all the more real that you were beaten by a less-than-a-year-old baby by outright baby talking her in front of you. like you always were and always would be nothing but literal child's play to deal with that you weren't even deserving of having your defeat be treated seriously, no. your opponent gets baby talk congratulations.

Macaque will forever tell the story of Peng's defeat when having proud dad bragging moments.

[Macaque has one of the feathers preserved as a bookmark. It brings him great joy.]

he takes a couple feathers for himself, makes a few different things out of them, like a quill. but he also made one or two for other people like Wukong and of course Yuebei's toy. they all bring him (and the receivers of the gifts) great joy.

prev.

yesyesyes some SlowBoiled thoughts! Also btw I've shortened what parts I'm replying to for brevity.

[honestly? Wukong is probably more concerned by how okay with having been killed Mac is than he would be if he was still upset and causing problems because of it...] + [but perhaps, Wukong is also deflecting a little, worried that trying to talk about it would spur into an argument... ...he just doesn't want things to get out of control again.]

YES

A big reason for their fight just as S4 starts is the fact they're avoiding some pretty big glaring questions/concerns to "avoid conflict", only to hurt themselves and each other more by deflecting. Sometime avoiding confrontation is more harmful than tackling your demons head-on and de-escalating any anger that it brings up as it comes. Wukong would be ok answering any questions Mac needed to be answered, but the real hard part is getting both monkeys in a space where they can vent it out a bit without one or both trying to portal away from an escalating conversation.

A good marriage counsellor needs to take on Wukong and Macaque's case and let the monkeys honestly Talk for a while without interruption.

Yue Lao, god of marriage & true love: "Diiiid someone call for marriage help?" :3

[the Tripataka forces them both onto bedrest, but it's a combined effort of the uninjured pilgrims to keep them there considering how restless Wukong can be. between Wukong and Ao Lie? it's an endless cycle of "no, I'll get up and ask for water, you stay in bed" and "no, I'll grab the extra blankets, you need to rest".] +[now I'm just picturing the others waking up to Wukong (who normally has a very high pain tolerance) loudly sobbing... ...he must have cried so hard, they'd have to call Guanyin to do a check-up while he's still sobbing to show him the egg is fine for him to even begin to calm down.]

Aww. It's very sweet but also kinda sad to think about. Eventually Ao Lie and Wukong are both too exhausted from their escape attempts, so the rest of the Pilgrims tap in to tend to them.

And the miscarriage scare!! PIF had opened up to Wukong in the last few weeks about how she and Bull had suffered tragic losses before Red came into the world - and when Wukong feels that terrible pain in his body, he immediately breaks down at the thought of suffering the same loss. Guanyin has to check in since Wukong won't stop hyperventilating and crying at the idea that he lost Yuebei. The goddess thankfully is able to confirm that the soul within the egg was alive and well, just very startled by the surge of power. Wukong still cries, now from relief.

Sadly, if the Samadhi ritual occurred after Macaque's death, Wukong likely saw the Egg as the final reminder of his former-mate. Yuebei is his little moonlight, even if her creation was not ideal.

[it does seem Yuebei has a taste for the spicy-er things, huh. wonder if she'd like any of Redson's cooking?]

Now I'm thinking of a scene where post-S3/4, Red Son is messing around in the kitchen with MK and Mei while they're babysitting Yuebei. Cue the baby grabbing a handful of spicy bbq sauce Red Son has been preparing and shove it in her mouth like it's nothing. All three are speechless with terror as Yuebei doesn't appear to be bothered in the slightest. Then she tries going for more!

Red Son quickly moves his sauce pot away and wonders aloud if he's skipped an ingredient. MK takes a spoonful, and with his face sweating profusely wheezes "Nope. That's Australian-level."

Yuebei whines for some more, and all three now understand why she keeps trying to eat firey things. DBK laughes proudly when he's told about it later on - nothing less from his dear godcalf!

[heh- funny thing about that pigsy-]

Lets just say a lot about MK's upbringing makes more sense after Pigsy realises that his son is a monkey demon XD

[Wukong has had a real rough go with people ditching him after one mistake, real or even just perceived mistakes alike... ...this means Wukong has a very hard time understanding/grasping it when someone doesn't hate him over things like this.]

THIS is why Ao Lie and the Samadhi Fire arc are so important to Wukong's character. He has such trouble understanding that sometimes people who care won't hold your mistakes real or perceived against you. Ao Lie likely told Wukong to his face multiple times that he didn't care that Wukong "screwed up", he was just glad that Wukong, the Egg, and Tripitaka were alive and well after all things considered.

[worst part is, Wukong doesn't treat him like he was wrong... ....(Wukong needs a therapist)]

The fact that Wukong doesn't mind that Nezha treated his failure that way all those years ago, makes Nezha even more concerned in the modern day!

yes yes he does.

[they're so terrified that they basically start praying to Guanyin- more so begging to be left alone, but still.]

Guanyin can only grant the Spider Gang a swift end and perhaps a revival after S3. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[I think Wukong probably had a lot of trouble coming up with names before Yuebei was born,...]

Wukong is bad at naming things I feel. He did call himself "Grimpil Sun" when he pretended to be a different monkey in the Gold-Silver Twins chapter. Even after over a thousand years of prep, he's still undecided what he'd should call his Egg once they arrive.

He's called Yuebei his "little moonlight", his "star", and his "comet" since long before he finally decided on her name. And when Macaque came back into his life and confirmed that he wanted both of them to be safe? His little "Moon Comet Star" just made sense - she indirectly brought his Moonlight back to him.

[oooooo what do you think would be everyone else's fav baby photos of Yuebei?]

hehehe!

For Wukong it's any photo of Yuebei. Look at his daughter! She's here! She's so perfect! Has one of those giant wallets full of photos of her.

Macaque's favorite is one Mei snapped of Yuebei just after the baby had destroyed Peng and Azure - the cub's eyes gleaming with delight at seeing her Bama again, her mouth full of golden feathers. He also treasures a photo he took of Wukong just after Yuebei's egg was born - his Peaches smiling contentedly as he curls around the egg.

MK's is when Yuebei saw him put away the Staff, and she tried looking inside his ear for it.

Mei is taking so many photos all the time, so it's hard for her to have faves. One of her faves though is a pair of photos where Yuebei is completely calm and about to fall asleep, and then her eyes are glowing with eye-lasers cus a bang in the kitchen scared her. Mei uses it as a reaction meme.

For Pigsy its a photo of Yuebei attempting to eat her first mooncake - the pastry was bigger than her whole head. Chang'e took the photo and just knew Pigsy would love it.

Tang's is the one of MK holding Yuebei for the first time, tears and snot running down the older monkey-boy's face while Yuebei looks up at him curiously. Tang thinks it's hilarious.

Sandy's fave is Yuebei taking a curious sip of tea from her mama's cup, and frowning hard when she realised it wasn't as nice as milk. Also one where Yuebei and Mo got distracted by the same cat toy - seems that the baby girl likes attacking things with feathers.

PIF and DBK's faves are well known ofc. Red Son would claim that he doesn't have any, but secretly its one where the baby monkey is playing peekaboo with DBK. It just really heart-warming to see his father interact with Yuebei after missing out on a lot of Red's childhood. Red looks at the photo and wonders if his father ever tried such games on him. (He did. Baby Red Son exploded)

Jiuweihuli and the twins love any photo Wukong shares with them. The old Vixen's favourite is where Macaque managed to get Yuebei into an elaborate baby costume (lots of bribery with mashed peaches was involved) and the baby is just happily sticking her tongue out at the camera.

It takes Bai He a while to warm up to Yuebei all the way, but she likes the photo of Yuebei when she first met Mo. The cat was very cautious and the baby monkey was just fascinated.

The gods themselves get rare glimpses of Sun Wukong's baby. Nezha's fave is a short video of Yuebei's first ever swimming lesson - decked out in all the little floaties as she doggie-paddled in the kiddie pool, Wukong smiling and holding his arms out for her while Macaque filmed. Nezha loves it not only for it's content, but for how happy Wukong finally is after so long. He blesses Yuebei many times over for good fortune and safety.

[let's be real, Peng's voice is the most bastardized. love the fact that Macaque doesn't even really have to ask, Wukong already knows what he's planning and is living for it. Wukong enjoys the retelling almost as much as Yuebei does, if only for Macaque's dramatics. and doing his best to change her perception of their current allies? a very appreciated effort.]

Macaque turns Peng's voice into a harsh nasally sound with random squawks thrown in like a cartoon parrot.

Wukong and Macaque have a near psychic connection as a couple once they start cohabitating again (and deal with emotional stuff). Wukong cannot deny his Plums the chance to make fun of their former brothers. Wukong even gets in on it, mimicking his own younger self and a some of the Pilgrims in a silly voice. Yuebei loves story time.

[so long pining for a monkey and he has no clue how they work or how to care for one. at least Yellowtusk is at least a little bit sensible... ...at least Yuebei's comes out of it thinking/feeling very positively about peach maidens.]

Azure is an orange male cat at his core - he's standing there, holding Yuebei by her diaper and wondering "What now?" while Peng covers their beak. Yellowtusk atleast has the wisdom to ask around the palace for help when Yuebei starts getting fussy. And since Peng confirms that the Memory Scroll "took the cupbearers as well" in the special, the Orchard Maidens are running themselves ragged to ensure that the invaders are content, and by proxy Yuebei safe. Not many are aware of their familial connection to the Emperor on first glance, so they quickly disguise themselves as "just" servants that escaped the Scroll.

So when Yellowtusk approaches almost shyly for help to feed and clean the baby hostage, the girls knew they made the right choice to stay. The seven maidens had taken one look at the baby monkey, saw the power she wielded, and just knew she was their dear didi's baby. '

The Maidens provide a character statement for Yellowtusk once everything is said and done. Afterall, the elephant allowed his trunk to be nearly crushed if it meant the baby girl had comfort.

Oh oh! Imagine in the aftermath of S4, Wukong manages to ask Yellowtusk who cared for Yuebei while she was hostage?

Yellowtusk, in cuffs about to be taken away: "I tried my best, but without the aid of the seven Orchard Maidens I likely wouldn't have fared much better than my brothers." Wukong: "Orchard Maidens?" Seven distinct voices: "Didi!" Wukong turns to see the seven snake-cat-like celestials running towards him, their appearances unkempt from worry. They carefully check him and Yuebei over. Orchard Maidens: "Oh thank buddha you're ok!" "We were so worried!" "After what happened to baba we..." "We couldn't bare to leave her alone with them!" Wukong, touched: "You all stayed behind, knowing that you shared the halls with the lion that took your father away, just to make sure my baby was ok?" Orchard Maidens: "Of course!" "You're a fellow attendant!" "Aiyi would have broken her vow of pacifism if either of you were truly hurt!" "We knew she was yours just from the way she... shot lasers out her eyes." Wukong, tearing up: "Oh girls..." Wukong & the Maidens: (*all group hug, careful to give Yuebei some space*)

Yuebei considers the Maidens akin to aunties since they care for her so well and clearly have a good relationship with her mama. This indirectly leads to the mourning Xiwangmu to see the baby girl as a surrogate granddaughter once they are properlly introduced. Yuebei recognises something in the Queen Mother's heart is hurt and wants to hug and kiss it better. Xiwangmu in turn can only reminice on the times she and her dear Jade held their own cubs in their arms, the dawn of their empire.

[oh no, Yuebei's sucking her finger, means she's missing her mama... ... he knows i his heart of hearts he will not make the mistake again. even if it means betraying those he's held dear for so long...]

Yesss. Baby monkey who are separate from their mothers develop oral fixations/self-soothing behaviors, which is still seen if they successfully gain a foster mom/is returned. It's a learned habit. Now I'm imagining Yuebei becoming super attached to her pacifer long after she's weaned, just because its such a source of comfort for her. Wukong and Macaque had to ask around a bit to try and figure out how to wean Yuebei off the pacifer once her milk teeth started growing in.

Yellowtusk's redemption is very internal, but it reflects heavily in his actions. After the days of caring for Yuebei, and coming to realise how they as a Brotherhood treated their monkey brethern, Yellowtusk starts on the path of reversing the damage caused by the coup. Even if the Heavens never forgive him, he is ultimately glad that his brothers and their families are safe - a far greater reward than what Azure's plans brought him.

Note; in situations where the Brotherhood survive/are captured after S4 - I feel like the Buddha pulls a Jttw on them and suddenly theres three circlets on their heads for the next few millennium. >:)

[the fact that Macaque baby-talks to the obvious victor only makes Peng's humiliation worse... Macaque will forever tell the story of Peng's defeat when having proud dad bragging moments.] +[he takes a couple feathers for himself, makes a few different things out of them, like a quill. but he also made one or two for other people like Wukong and of course Yuebei's toy. they all bring him (and the receivers of the gifts) great joy.]

HAHA! XD

Peng ain't ever going to live down being turned into chicken paste by a baby monkey. A bunch of celestial soldiers and servants saw how the Six Eared Macaque waltzed in, picked up the baby monkey, and cooed at her while Peng lay broken upon the floor. Yuebei isn't some disguised immortal or god, she's a baby. One that quickly falls asleep in her parents arms once they're all reunited.

Macaque is so keeping a few of Peng's feathers as trophies. The quill idea is amazing - he'd sign everything with it. Wukong gets a cute broach made with one of the golden feathers intertwined, and thinks its beautiful (if a little arrogant but hey he loves trophies). Yuebei has a toy thats 80% feathers she's ripped from Peng, and 20% string and cloth that looks like a kitten toy - it's her fave thing besides her plush skeleton toy. Macaque sends Xiwangmu a few feather quills along with a letter of condolence - it brings her some comfort (as does the lion hide she drapes on her shoulder).

tysm for asking in! Its ok to take breaks from writing if we need it. I'm just glad that we can shoot ideas back and forth.

[kristybear2001]

Grief

Steve had always considered himself a straight man. He knew Eddie wasn't straight, the man had been constantly flirting with him over the last week and he wasn't exactly shy about it. He wasn't exactly sure if Eddie was gay or bisexual, but he did know that Eddie wasn't straight. And Steve. Well, amid the Upside Down and trying to keep Max alive and figuring out Vecna and what to do, had been having a sexuality crisis. Because like it or not, he found Eddie attractive.

Eddie had an infenctious energy, and despite everything the man had been through he kept a smile on his face, the one that showcased his cute little dimples, the one that lit up his whole face, that made his beautiful chocolate brown eyes sparkle with amusement and excitement. And Eddie's flirtation had been heavy. And admittedly, Steve couldn't bring himself to put an end to the flirting, and maybe he'd flirted back a little. Eddie was beautiful, Steve couldn't deny it. More often than not, he was finding excuses to talk to Eddie, excuses to touch Eddie, excuse to look at Eddie. Specifically excuses to stare at Eddie's lips.

His entire conversation where Eddie had encouraged him to get Nancy back had barely even been registered because he couldn't stop staring at Eddie's lips. They were soft, pink and full, the kind of lips that looked like they would be heaven to kiss. And thinking back, this wasn't the first time that he'd wanted to kiss a man, though he'd pushed those feelings aside as quick as they came.

Sure, there had been a brief moment when Tommy Hagan was beating the shit out of him, that he'd wanted to kiss him. And maybe back then Steve would've been a bit homophobic. But then he met Robin, and she became his best friend, and he'd grown as a person, he became an ally. There was a brief moment where he'd even wanted to kiss Jonathon Byers, because despite how they'd started out, Byers was a good guy.

Then there was Billy. Billy Hargrove who was wild and untamed and yes. Attractive. And he'd called him King Steve, and he'd be lying if he said that didn't do something to him. And now there was Eddie. Eddie who was also a little wild and chaotic, but not in a bad way. In an adorable way, and Steve never thought he would find himself calling Eddie Munson of all people, adorable. But he was. Adorable, pretty, beautiful. Gorgeous even.

And this is how Steve got to where he was now. He'd mulled over his feelings, his thoughts, and he'd come to the conclusion, that while he wasn't straight, he wasn't gay either. He was in between. Bisexual. Eddie looked just as pretty as ever, his bandana wrapped around his head, his trademark black ripped jeans with a studded belt, an army green puffy vest thrown over his black leather jacket and his Hellfire Club shirt, and the makeshift shield and spear settled on his back.

"Hey, if anything goes south, I mean at all. You abort. Ok? Don't try to be cute or. Be a hero. You guys are just...."

"Decoys, we know. Don't worry Steve. You can be the hero," Dustin says, cutting him off.

"Absolutely, I mean look at us. We are nooooooot hero's," Eddie replied.

"Ok. Good."

Steve couldn't resist a glance at Eddie. Taking him all in, definitely checking him out, before he knew he had to go. So reluctantly he turned around. Before he could take a step, he heard Eddie step forward.

"Hey Steve?"

Steve turned back around, eyes locking on Eddie, who looked nervous, like he wanted to say something but ultimately decided not to and said something else.

"Make him pay."

Steve gave a nod and started walking away. And then his heart started pounding, something told him that he should take his chance now or he would regret it later.

"Steve, what are you doing?" Nancy says when Steve turned around, yet again.

But Steve ignored her, and with enough courage and confidence as he could muster he strode right up to Eddie, grabbed him by his jacket to pull him in. And kissed him. Eddie's lips were exactly what Steve imagined they would be, better even.

He could faintly hear the surprise of Dustin, Nancy and Robin and for a brief moment Eddie was frozen, but then he was kissing him back, his hands finding Steve's own jacket to tug him closer. It wasn't a long kiss, but it was everything Steve needed. He hadn't read it wrong, the flirting had been real, and the kiss had honestly felt like coming home, a sensation that was new to Steve, but very welcome. Steve gently broke the kiss.

"Stay alive ok?"

Eddie gave a nod, his adam's apple bobbing slightly.

"You too."

Finally they let go of each other and Steve left with Nancy and Robin to go to the Creel house.

(Just a little snippet from a one shot I posted on Wattpad. I haven't seen anyone put this into a scene and I've had this idea for a few days so I finally wrote it down. I might put ir up on AO3 but for now I'll give you this little snippet and post the Wattpad link for the rest of the one shot. If you guys want to request a Steddie one shot feel free to let me know and I'll write one up for you)

(Wattpad link) https://www.wattpad.com/story/366228702?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=KristyBear21

[beetleviolet]

What i would have done for

Rapunzel's Tangled Adventure: Seasons 2 (and 3)

(Mostly just how the entire thing could have focused on Varian that would have made it SO FIRE BRO)

So maybe I'm out of my depth here, because I didn't watch season 2. Why? Because there was no Varian! His amazing arc was the only reason I watched the show. And I'm sorry what they did with Cass SUCKED.

Let's talk about why it sucked :D

Cass's character is meant to contrast with Rapunzel. Raps is super peppy and happy and positive, and Cass is sarcastic and more dead panned, leading to a fun dynamic! The thing about Cass is, while she is more serious and sarcastic, she's still nice. She cares A LOT about her friends. This is why her arc made no sense. The core of Cassandra's character is that she loves her friends, but doesn't always show it.

I understand she was being manipulated by a demon but like. Her being mad that Mother Gothel went with Rapunzle? Why was locked in a tower for 18 years of her life?? While Cass got a loving, if overprotective, father?

This twist is interesting, and I wouldn't have minded it being explored, but I really think that they should have had a max of 2 episodes talking about the wedge this drove between them, and then how they overcame it as friends.

I also hate how Rapunzle handled Cassandra vs Varien. She never gave up on Cass, even after she, a grown adult with full autonomy, was actively trying to hurt everyone. I just felt like it went on for too long with Rapunzle still not wanting to fight her. Meanwhile with Varian, a grieving child, was immediately thought to be dangerous or evil. I understand Rapunzle not being able to help in the moment of his fathers death, but he didn't have to be dragged out of the castle! She could have told people he didn't attack her! Hell, even just sending someone to check on him after, or checking on him herself, might have been enough to push him away from a revenge plot.

Sorry I'm getting off track I just- THIS ALWAYS MADE ME SO MAD LIKE WHY-

Anyway.

The second season! Here's what I would have done:

Rapunzle is going on a magical quest to find the mystery about the rocks! Great! Who is the resident rock-genius? You guessed it! I think they should have taken Varian with them.

I get why they didn't do this, since it would take a lot of attention away from the other characters, and they were afraid to stretch out his arch for fear of it getting bland (you know, LIKE THEY DID WITH CASS-) but I really think Varian had enough character stuff to remain interesting!

Think about it, man. It would be cool of they thought they needed him for it, and he agrees on the premise that they have to save his father with the power they find. Throughout the episodes, they go from Varian in chains to them actually becoming a functioning group. They have trust building experiences (cough trauma bonding cough) that slowly bring them closer.

Ok, so cool. But then who would take the moonstone?

VARIAN I SAY!

Wait, but didn't you just say he was good?

THATS WHAT MAKES IT SO GOOD! Despite everything they've been through, everything they've done together, Varian still doesn't trust them to help him.

[stelladess]

Spoiler ahead for the CN livestream, so chapter 14 stuff and brief IS5 mention (also anime season 3 confirmed now). Do not keep reading to avoid spoilers. Just some of my early thoughts. Stream of conciousness, not having thought things through much kind of thing. Kind of just rambling. But tl;dr is that I am excited and it looks good to me.

So, they keep using Civilight Etherna to describe "Theresa" and even outright ask "is she really Theresa?" in the live stream, so no its not a full on resurrection... so from a certain point of view, I was right. Her kit seems super good, she a bard also the freebie operator. Since I do not have Skalter this is good news for me. Big buffs, can do true damage... is neat. Logos is... outright busted. His S1 is insanely good AFK skill which can just auto kill weaker enemies who enters his range, not even an attack and his S2 seems fine, his S3 is also insane. Depending on the numbers he might outperform Eyja but we´ll see, that is always the test is it not? Amiya gets to be an incantation medic, with an outright busted talent (passive health regen on skill, off and on skill gives max HP boosts, this applies to all operators for both it seems?) and a pretty good looking S1 (attacks two enemies, bonus damage) and an amazing S2 with a big burst of damage at first, then slow and true damage with targeting two enemies and.... once per mission... again. Its... fine, I´m not salty.... Anyway, the big star, is limited (I had hoped she would be freebie since her original was limited but oh well) Walter.... or, W has now picked a name for herself, we will have to learn the context in chapter 14, Wis´adel (she has a different S but my keyboard lacks it, it is pronouched as a "sh" sound though). Wis´adel is a flinger sniper who makes all other flingers irelevant and is absolutely busted. Because I am a big W fan (depending on the day it is either her or Kal´tsit who is my second favorite operator) and flingers were in a really bad spot I am kind of ok with this but I still prefer they do not just blatantly directly power creep operators or go too far on insane damage numbers. Her damage seems... a bit too high in my opinion, but because I love her as a character and am excited for her story going forward and her kit seems fun, just really overtuned, I will be pulling. And I guess Degenbrecher and Mlynar already brought us up to this insane damage level so I should not be surprised. Power creep is something I have kept up in many many games I play and there are times where a later power crept state was my favorite period of the game so I will not go and get too hung up on the power creep. Also, I was right to take notice of the floating black crown parts I think cause it is even more prominent now. Bunch of story related stuff here but I wanna wait with talking about that until I have sorted my thoughts and maybe even read chapter 14. On that note, story for chapter 14 has me INCREDIBLY hyped. 13 was my favorite chapter, dethroning chapter 8. And I really wanna know what they are cooking next! Also IS5 has a Kal´tsit boss... she wields a sword!!!! (There are some interesting stuff about Kal and weapons that comes up occasionally, this is in the past it seems so maybe we find out what the deal is?)

I do think its a kind of bad decision to make IS5 sarkaz themed though, I like the sarkaz stuff but I feel IS is best used for parts of the world not explored in as much depth elsewhere. (I think it works with IS3 doing something explored a lot elsewhere but I kinda do not want them to keep doing that). But back to positive stuff the character designs are great. Wis´adel design has really grown on me, I think its a huge downgrade from what she wore before but it feels like it fits her so I am fine with that. Amiya has improved her fashion sense, at first I was sad at no more big coat/cape but that turned out to just be cause the blurry art... she went for a long coat instead of big coat that was actually a normal coat but just too big for her. So it still is something actually made to fit her but still retains the big coat look to some extent. Civilight Etherna boobs seem bigger then Theresa´s(?) Is it to contain the myriad souls? Deep lore implications about this at least! Logos uniform is good but like, so are all Rhodes uniforms. I do not feel it is exceptionally good for a Rhodes uniform but it suits him. Oh and also we see Wis´adel studying in one of the PVs, Hoederer must be so proud she is finally taking her education seriously~! Lastly on addressing the name situation... I will keep using W until chapter 14 is out on global to avoid spoiling people, after that I will probably switch to using her new name. Names are a very important thing especially when you pick them yourself.

[littlestbookworm]

I've had this typed up for like the last four months and I think I'm prepared to post this. I only have 30 followers and what are they gonna do if they disagree with me? Unfollow me? Fine. I know I'm just a very little fish in the big ocean thatis the Stranger Things fandom, but there are two things that seem to bother me about other people's headcanons. I also know that headcanons are personal and yada yada blah blah, but just give me a moment. I'm posting because I'm just a little sick of it and I want to know if anyone agrees with me on one or the other point.

Here we go:

1. The fact that everyone seems to like giving Eddie the "shovel talk", especially by people like Hopper, Max, Dustin, etc. when Eddie is dating Steve (in fanfics, headcanons, etc.). Eddie has just been wanted by police and chased by all of Hawkins so why would Eddie, Steve, Wayne for that matter be ok with Eddie being threatened? Steve already has a family trying to control him so why would he put up with it from other people? And Steve and Eddie are legally grown adults who might make mistakes when dating. Having people threaten your date is very much like a father defending their daughter's virginity. It's disgusting and no one's business. The first few times you see it, it's like "oh how sweet they really care" but then it just becomes questionable. You never see it happening in fanfics or headcanons with Steve dating Nancy or Nancy dating Robin. Eddie's special because he's sold drugs and that's his only crime? Wow. You know, Steve's probably taken drugs and has definitely gotten into fights before. Saying it's cute doesn't stop that it's awkward and a little dumb. If Hopper (who is usually the one doing the shovel talk) is soooooo gung-ho on Steve and Eddie not dating and needing to save the damsel in distress that is apparently Steve Harrington (who is also not his son and we don't even really know how Steve's real father would react and we just speculate), just let them fuck. Go ahead and no one will care. Write fanfics with Hopper and Steve fucking and Hopper being disgusting about grown adult Steve having other relationships.

And perhaps more controversial:

2. The relationship between Steve and Robin is becoming more than just "platonic soulmates" to people. It's a "phasing out the b from our bromance" type situation. Did you know that when I first thought about posting this, there were 79 fanfics on ao3 pairing them up in a physical romantic relationship? People are posting things that definitely feel more like they want Steve and Robin to be endgame. They hide it under the whole "this is what best friends/platonic soulmates do" and no it's really not. I don't think they'd practice kissing on each other like that. I don't think they'd give up other relationships for each other unless one could give a good reason for the relationship to end. Attend family dinners to avoid outting each other? Yes, sure of course. Move in together to afford housing? That sounds good sign me up. Having a "practice" makeout session? No that's just a little weird. It's not just the fanfics labeled Robin Buckley/Steve Harrington on ao3, it's the Tumblr posts that are labeled platonic soulmates and then talk about how the two would move in together, get married for reasons, make out for reasons, and forego any attempts to date other people. It's getting to be a bit much. If you had a family member tell you to dump dates or just not date at all for them when you don't have a chance in hell at dating them, you'd call them toxic and controlling.

I'm not looking to argue. If you like these headcanons or fanfic tropes, that's your prerogative. If you want to write Steve/Robin and are using the platonic soulmates tag, just write Steve/Robin. A lot of people on ao3 do it already. If you want to have people like Hopper, Joyce, Dustin, and Max threaten a supposed friend and be controlling, I dont know what to tell you but it doesnt make the characters look nice or like protagonists. They look like little assholes with a hardon for Steve. Fanfics and headcanons are our way to escape and add on to our favourite media. I'm just kinda pointing out what I'm noticing and wondering if anyone else feels the same way or has anything else to add to this. I'm only writing this and posting it because it was weird a couple months ago when I saved this to my drafts and it's just getting kinda worst (from my point of view). I've been in toxic fandoms before so none of this really scares me. It just makes me roll my eyes.

Please don't spam me with hatred for voicing my opinion. I don't really read messages on here for fear of being yelled at by strangers on the internet. And I don't really care if you think I'm being a bitch for talking badly about one of your kinks or favourite tropes. I am a bitch but I don't think it's for thinking any of this. That's why I prefaced this the way I did.

Thank you for your time. Hate me all you want I guess...

[paddockbunny]

Hey love your writing. Could you do 1, 10 and 19 from nswf prompt list for Lando Norris

"You're reading about sex?"

Summary: Lando isn't a patient flyer, he needs constant distractions and what could possibly be a better distraction than you? Pairing : Lando Norris x Reader Rating: 18+. Word Count : 1,367 Trigger Warnings : NSFW, 18+, language, fingering, dirty talk, PinV sex discussion, public sex, public orgasm Gif found : @formulaoneisajoke

The cabin of the jet had grown dark while all of the laughter and ruckus had dulled as everyone had fallen asleep. It was nice of Max and his team to invite Lando and you to travel to Singapore with them. Flying across the world private jet certainly did beat taking a commercial flight - even if you had gotten used to flying first or business when you travelled with Lando. Whilst you had your nose in your book and gladly devoured the words on the pages you could feel your boyfriend getting restless beside you. 

“What the hell is wrong with you?” You snip at him when he practically jumps around in his seat like a toddler. His hands go through his hair and he huffs, now he actually was behaving like a toddler.  “I can’t get comfy.”  “Lando, your in a private jet, you cannot be serious.” You roll your eyes as you turn to look at him. You could tell he was being serious because he had that familiar look in his eyes that he always had when he flew. He wasn’t a nervous flyer - he wouldn’t be able to do his job otherwise - but he was a chronic fidgeter. As soon as he sat on a plane he would be pressing all the buttons, touching screens, lifting the window blind up and down and non stop chatter, chatter, chattering right in your ear. But, with another humpf he seemed to compose himself for a little while….or so you thought. 

“What’s your book about?” He mumbled in your ear. His head inches from yours and he was staring at you in almost a pleading manner. With a sigh you slid your plane ticket between the pages to keep your place. You knew he would just continue annoying you if you didn’t answer. So you began to tell him.  “Well it’s about this big family in the 18th century. They’re these older siblings and they’re all starting to come of age and need to be fitted up to be married off to eligible aristocracy. There’s this one called Daphne and she’s got her eye on this Duke but for some reason he doesn’t really….” You rattled the plot off and he listened intently to you as you explained the major parts of the story to him. 

“….so it’s really a story about family just as much as it is about love and sex and all that…”  “Sex? You’re reading about sex?” He seemed enamoured by it. It wasn’t about sex but alright, ok, sure, the sex bits were some of the best bits in it. You saw the wide eyed gaze Lando was giving you and you huffed; “I wish I never told you now.” 

Lando’s hand went to your thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze.  “So about this duke guy….what exactly does he do that makes you want to ignore me for him?” You we’re right on the edge of protesting, because you were reading you weren’t actually ignoring Lando at all, when suddenly his hand darted further up your thigh and your head snapped straight back to him. He had that look on his face. That one that you knew meant he was up to no good, wanting to engage in mischief. You’re eyes widened when you realised what he was thinking about and mouth fell open when he glanced down to it and bit his own bottom lip.  “What are you doing?” You asked in a whisper. But he decided to answer not in words but in actions. His hand pushed between your thighs and cupped your clothed pussy. Instincts kicked in and you squeezed your thighs together.  “Don’t even think about it.” He hushed against your ear. “You’ve sat and pretended your sweet and innocent when you’ve been reading filth.” He couldn’t be serious right now? There was no way. He was just having you on. 

“Lando, you have to stop, there’s other people….” Your attempt to stop him was futile. He had been taken over by lust. Lust tainted with payback for having been fantasising about a fictional character. His fingers knew where your clit was - even on top of clothes he knew - and so when he ground his fingers against your sweats he knew he was torturing you. A small, shocked inhale escaped you and he shushed you “You don’t want to wake anyone up, do you?” His mouth was lingering painfully against your neck. He was playing you at your own game.  “Do you?” He asked again and you shook your head. You were too weak not to give in and your response pulled a; “good girl” from him. 

Your panties grew damp when he moved his fingers, again and again, as if he was daring you to loudly protest that he had to cease the motion. But instead you reached for his hand, holding it in place, desperately wanting him to keep going.  “That’s what I thought.” He smirked and finally kissed that spot under your ear that always made you quiver.  “Let me touch you, properly.” You paused thinking how this could be humiliating if anyone woke up and caught you but Lando had ruined your better judgment the second he put his hand on your thigh. Desperate to feel his fingertips on your sensitive bundle of nerves you nodded and consented to him and all of his filthy behaviour. And so he suddenly slid his hand inside of your sweats and soaking wet panties, your eyes squeezed closed immediately at the feeling of his digits. A small moan left you and he chuckled to cover it up.

“Fuck…y/n you’re so wet.” He purred “is this all for me?” And you nodded as his index and middle fingers glided over your dripping wet folds. You tensed as you felt him bring them back up and press against your clit. Lando always knew how to get you off. He knew how your clit was your magic button and he never failed to use it. 

Slow, torturous movements gave way to quickening, hungry circles. He had you squirming around in your chair having to remind yourself to stay silent and not make it obvious what he was doing to you under your blanket.  “Lan….” His name came whimpering up as you almost lost control of your voice.  “Shhh…” he quieted you quickly “anymore and I’ll stop.” He bit back and you grabbed his wrist as a silent plead not too follow through with his threat. It only made him smirk more. “God, I can’t wait till we land and I can finally fuck you.” He continued and you bucked your hips up so his fingers ground down on you harder.

“Please, Lando…” You didn’t need to tell him how close you were. He already knew. He was smirking at you. You were exactly where he wanted you. Teetering on the edge of an orgasm in front of all these other people. But you didn’t have any more time to think about that as your orgasm crashed upon you and your eyes squeezed tightly shut. A tortured sigh just about burst out of you while your thighs trembled and your hips bucked against Lando’s fingers to grind them against your clit – the ones that were still moving even though he really, really needed to stop before you sighed for real and drew attention to what he was doing. His right hand then rose to your throat and gently squeezed. It brought you back to reality and you looked at him with passion-spent eyes. You missed him sliding his hands from your sweats but you didn’t miss him put his fingers in his mouth and lick them clean.

“Fuck, we need to land soon so I can have a proper taste.” If your temperature wasn’t already sky high, it certainly was now and the promise of him eating you out later would have you counting every painstaking minute till you did in fact land. You stared at him and you couldn't help wondering if he was some kind of unreal God that was sent to destroy you.

“Now, be a good girl and go back to your book.”    

[scarisd3ad]

－ 𝘙𝘦𝘥 －

𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘰𝘯 𝘹 𝘧！𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘹𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘯

𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 ➪ 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵

𝗙𝗲𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗜 𝗺𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴

𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗜 𝗵𝗮𝗱

𝗜 𝘀𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗼 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝗶𝘁 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸

𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘀 𝗴𝗼𝗼𝗱

𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗜 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱?

"Your positive that was dart?" Lucas asked as we walked away from the junk yard. "Yes he has the same exact yellow pattern on his butt" Dustin said, "well he was tiny two days ago" max stated "well, he's molted three times already" Dustin said. "Malted?" Steve asked furrowing his eyebrows "molted" dustin corrected "shed his skin to make room for growth like hornworms" dustin explained. "When's he gonna moly again?" Max asked. We flashed our flash lights back and forth just to make sure nothing was approaching us. ""It's gotta be soon when he does he'll be fully grown or close to it so will his friends" dustin said. "Yeah, and he's gonna eat a lot more than just cats." Steve scoffed Lucas quickly stopped dustin "wait, a cat?" Dustin's eyes widened and he stepped back "dart ate a cat?" Lucas asked again louder. "No, what? No." Dustin stuttered "what are you talking about? He ate mews" Steve said bluntly "mews? Who's mews?" Max asked Turing her head towards Steve "it's y/n's cat" Steve said "Steve!" Dustin shouted.

I'm guessing that Dustin didn't tell the party about dart. "I knew it you kept him!" Lucas shouted "no!" Dustin said trying to defend himself "no" he said softer "no..I..No...I..he missed me. He wanted to come home" dustin admitted. "Bullshit!" Lucas said "I didn't know he was a demogorgon okay?!" Dustin yelled "oh so now you admit it?" Lucas asked "guys who cares? We have to go" max said "I care! You put the party in jeopardy! You broke the law!" Lucas shouted at dustin. "Guys we've gotta go" i said softly, both boys ignored my comment and continued to shout at each other "so did you!" Dustin shouted back "what?" Lucas's eyebrows were knitted together in confusion. "You told the stranger the truth!" Dustin flashed the flashlight into max's face. She winced "a stranger?" She scoffed "you wanted to tell her, too!" Lucas shouted. Max started towards the boys "yeah but I didn't Lucas ok? I didn't tell her!" Screeching in the distance took Steve's and I's attention away from the boys and where the screeching was coming from. Steve and I both started to walk closer to where the sounds were coming from and flashed our flashlight towards it. "Guys." Steve said trying to get the kids attention. It didn't work they continued to yell at each other "guys!" Steve shouted finally getting their attention. Steve slung the bar over his shoulder and we stared towards the sounds. "No, no, no. Hey, guys, why are you headed towards the sound!?" Max asked still standing where we all were just a few seconds ago. "Hello hello?!" She shouted before running after us.

We walked towards the noises, our flashlights flashed forwards so we could see where we were going. We stopped when we didn't see anything "I don't see'em" dustin said. Lucas brings his binoculars up to his eyes and looked around. "It's the  lab" Lucas stated. "They were going back home." Lucas said quietly.

We started towards the lab. I was really confused on why we were going towards the danger. I thought it was stupid but we do what Steve says and Steve suggested we go towards it. "Hello?" We heard someone shout, "who's there!" The same person shouted again "who's there!" They shouted. As we got closer we realized it was Jonathan, and Nancy.

"Steve?!" Both nancy and Jonathan shouted. "Nancy?" Steve asked "Jonathan" dustin said as we all walked towards them. "What are you doing here?" Nancy asked as they walked towards us. "What are you doing here?" Steve asked "we're looking for mike and will" nancy explained "they're not in there are they?" Dustin asked "we're not sure." Nancy said softly "why?" Jonathan asked. A monsters screech made us all turn our heads towards it.

All the lights in the lab turned on one at a time. "Guys!" I pointed towards the lab "the powers back" nancy stated. We all quickly ran towards to toll booth and pressed the button to let us in. "Let me try!" Dustin ran into the booth when the gate wouldn't open. "Let me try Jonathan!" He pushed Jonathan out of the way. It didn't work "son of a bitch! You know what..." he pushed it a couple more times.

After a couple more times it finally opened "hey! I got it!" Dustin chuckled Jonathan ran out of the booth "I got it" Dustin chuckled awkwardly.

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We all stood around by the booth while nancy and Jonathan were saving the others. Steve's arm was wrapped around my shoulder while we leaned against the booth. "Guys?" Max said as she walked closer to the gate. Two cars sped towards the gate, Steve quickly grabbed max's arm pulling her out of the way. Both cars honked their horns as the drove up to us. The first car (Jonathan's) drove past us and the second (hoppers) stopped "let's go" hopper said. We all quickly loaded into hoppers. "Come on, go get in!" Everyone said.

"Okay! Let's go!" Steve said as soon as he shut his door and Hopper quickly drove off. "Are you kids ok?" Hopper asked and we all nodded vigorously.

We all sat around in the byers house. Jonathan sat talking to a sleeping will, and hopper was on the phone. "Sam owens, dr. Sam owens." Hopper said quietly "I don't know how many people are there!" Hopper raised his voice. Steve's arm was wrapped around my shoulder. He looked really worried and scared. "Are you ok Steve?" I asked and he nodded "yeah I'm fine" he said quietly. "I don't know how many people are left alive. I am the police! Chief Jim hopper!" hopper shouted. Steve grabbed my hand and lead us into the kitchen. "They didn't believe you did they?" Dustin asked as hopper hung up the phone. "We'll see" hopper said in almost a whisper tone. "We'll see"? We Can't just sit here while those things are loose!" Mike shouted "we stay here, and we wait for help." Hopper said before walking away.

It got quite boring waiting around waiting, we all sat on the floor or at the kitchen table trying to make small talk to each other if we even could. Steve's arm was still wrapped around my shoulder, and my head rested on his as we sat on the floor. "Are you sure your ok Steve?" I asked softly he nodded again "just a bit shaken up that's all" he reassured. He pressed a kiss to my temple "I love you" he muttered, I probably wasn't meant to hear that so I didn't say anything back I just leaned in closer to him if that was even possible.

Mike stood up from his seat next to the dinning room table and started towards the living room. He picked up something off a table in the living room before he began to speak "did you guys know that bob was the original founder of Hawkins AV?" He asked his voice laced with sadness. "Really?" Dustin asked Mike turned around towards them "he petitioned the school to start it and everything, then he had a fundraiser for equipment." Mike explained. "Mr. Clarke Learned everything from him" he said as as he walked slowly back to the table "pretty awesome right?" Mike asked. "Yeah" dustin and Lucas both said. Mike placed the blue cube down "we can't let him die in vain" Mike said "what do you wanna do mike?" Dustin asked raising his head up from his arms. "The chief's right on this we can't stop those demo-dogs on our own" Dustin said "demo-dogs?" Max asked she inching up her face in confusion. "Demogorgon dogs. Demo-dogs it's like a compound" Dustin said using his hands to demonstrate a compound word "it's like a play on words-"

"Okay" max said getting tired of Dustin explaining compound words to her. "I mean when it was just dart, maybe..." "-but there's an army now"  Lucas said cutting off dustin. "Precisely" Dustin agreed "his army" Mike said quietly. We all looked over at Mike "what do you mean?" I asked "his army" Mike said louder. We all still stared at mike confused "maybe if we stop him, we can stop his army too!" Mike suggested. We all looked at each other before We followed mike who ran into wills room.

He handing Dustin a drawing of a large shadow creature will had drawn. "The shadow monster" Dustin said as he looked at the drawing "it got will that day on the field" mike explained. That day on the field? But I thought they were like bad dreams or hallucinations from the trauma. "The doctor said it was like a virus it infected him."  Mike explained "and so this virus, it's connecting him to the tunnels?" Max asked "to the tunnels, monsters, the upside down, everything." Mike confirmed "Woah, slow down. Slow down" Steve said not understand what the kids were explaining "okay, so the shadow monsters inside everything, and if the vines feel something like pain then so does will." Mike explained in a simpler way "and so does dart" Lucas stated.

"Yeah"

"Yeah like what mr.Clarke taught us. The hive mind" mike said i furrowed my eyebrows "hive mind?" I asked "a collective consciousness. It's a super-organism." Dustin explained. "And this is the thing that controls everything it's the brain" Dustin's eyes widened "like the mind flayer" Lucas snapped and mike nodded his head "the what?" Max, Steve, and I asked in union.

We were all in the kitchen in a circle around the table. The boys pulled out a book, and placed it in front of us. "The mind flayer" Dustin stated "What the bell is that?" Hopper asked "it's a monster from an unknown dimension, it's so ancient that it doesn't even know it's true home. Okay, it enslaved races of other dimensions by taking over their brains using its highly developed psionic powers." Dustin explained. "Okay? And what does this have to do with will?" I asked "oh my god, none of this is real. This is a kids game." Hopper grumbled.

"No, it's..it's a manual, and it's not for kids, and unless you know something that we don't, this is the best metaphor-" Dustin said his face and voice laced with anger and seriousness "analogy" Lucas corrected Dustin. "Analogy? That's what you're worried about?! Fine analogy for  understanding whatever the hell this is!" Dustin shouted. "Okay, So this mind flamer thing-" Dustin cut her off "flayer mind flayer" Nancy sighs "what does it want?" She asked.

"To conquer is, basically. It..it believes it's the master race." Nancy and Steve were both leaned over the book "like..like the Germans?" Steve stammered "uh, the nazis?" I asked Steve stared at me for a second "yeah, yeah, yeah the nazis" he stuttered. "Uh if the nazis were from another dimension totally" Dustin said. Hopper rubbed his face totally annoyed and tired of our bullshit "uh it views other races, like us, as inferior it itself" Dustin explained "it wants to spread take over other dimensions" Mike added dustin nodded.

"We are talking about the destruction of our world as we know it" Lucas pipped in, we all stared at the three boys "that's great. That's great. That's really great. Jesus!" Steve walked away from the table running his hands through his hair. I followed behind Steve "you okay?" I asked "yeah yeah I'm fine" we walked back over to the others. "Great so how to you kill this thing? Shoot it with fireballs or something?" Hopper asked as he took the book from Nancy's hands. "No, no, no fire— fireballs" Dustin chuckled before his voice went serious "uh you summon an undead army uh because..because zombies, you know they don't have brains, and the mind flayer, it..it...it likes brains" Dustin stammered. Hopper stared at Dustin he looked pissed "it's just a game. It's a game." Dustin said his voice getting small and quiet. "What the hell are we doing here" hopper groans before throwing the book and walking away. "I thought we were waiting for your military backup?" Dustin said "we are!" Hopper shouted "but even if they come how are they gonna stop this?" Mike asked. "You can't just shoot this with guns" Mike pointed out. "You don't know that! We don't know anything!" Hopper shouted "we know it's already killed everyone in that lab." Mike said "and we know the monsters are gonna molt again" Lucas added. "And we know that it's only a matter of time before those tunnels reach this town." Dustin said. "They're right." Joyce walks in making everyone turn their heads towards her. "We have to kill it." Her voice was small, she sounded like she had been crying for hours. Hopper started to walk towards Joyce "I want to kill it." She corrected herself "me too" hopper said "me too Joyce, okay? But how do we do that?" He asked placing his hand on her shoulder.

"We don't exactly know what we're dealing with here" Joyce sighed "no but he does" Mike said interrupting hopper. Hopper turned his head back towards Mike "if anyone know how to destroy this thing, it's will" Mike said walking towards will "he's connected to it, he'll know it's weakness" Mike said "I thought we couldn't trust him anymore?" Max asked. "That he's a spy for the mind flayer now" max said "yeah, but he can't spy if he doesn't know where he is" Mike said softly.

Mike and hopper both went out to the shed outside the byers house. They were planing to make it unrecognizable to will, so he couldn't figure out where he was, so the mind flayer couldn't figure out where will was. We helped tape up black paper onto the walls of the shed. Steve stood up on a chair stapling the paper to the wall while nancy stood beside him with a roll of duck tape while I stood beside Steve helping him. "Hey." Nancy said as Steve hopped off the chair. "What you guys did, um helping the kids...that was really cool." She smiled. "Yeah" he said "those little shits are real trouble, you know" he said softly she laughed and nodded. I don't know why but I felt like I was going to get hurt again. It's not like Steve and I were dating again I just kissed him, twice. If he wanted to get back with Nancy it wasn't up to me to decide. "Believe me, I know" she laughed. Steve put a couple more staples before hoping down again. "Are you cold?" He asked turning towards me I shook my head "no" I mumbled as I stuck my hands in my Jean pocket trying to get it warm. He rolled his eyes and took off the jacket he was wearing and wrapped it around me. I was about to open my mouth when steve shook his head "don't say anything just where it y/n/n I'm hot anyways" he said. I groaned and stuck my hands through the sleeves to warm up my arms.

We taped and stapled anything we could find up on the walls, foil, cardboard, plastic, anything that would make the area unrecognizable. Jonathan carried will over to the shed and they tied him up to a chair. They made dustin, Nancy, Lucas, max, Steve and I go back into the house.

I sat on the floor while Steve played around with the bat. "Steve! Calm down you're gonna hit me in the face!" I giggled as I scooted back "sorry, sorry" he chuckled as he placed the bat down and sat down next to me. "You think it's gonna work?" I asked he shrugged his shoulder "I dunno, I didn't really understand their nerd shit anyways" he laughed quietly. "Steve?" I whispered "hm?" He hummed as he turned his head towards me. "I know this is a terrible time but are we like back together?" I asked he shrugged his shoulders again. "I dunno you want to get back together?" He asked a smile on his face. I smiled and nodded, "really?" He asked his face softening. I nodded again and he pressed a kiss to my lips. "I love you so much!" he said in between kisses, I smiled into the kiss before pulling away. "I love you too stevie" I giggled as I leaned my head against his shoulder.

We could hear screaming from the shed which made us all hurry over to the window. The lights were flickering, something definitely happened. Steve slung the bat over his shoulder his other arm wrapped around mine as we looked out the window. "LET ME GO!" Is all we could hear. They were repeating it over and over again.

Soon enough the shouting stopped and so did the flashing lights. We all relaxed finally for the first time in hours. I leaned into Steve, "I wish I could be in there with him" I sighed "I know you do honey" he pressed a kiss to my forehead, "I know you do" he whispered.

Hopper Joyce and Jonathan quickly came back in. "What happened?!" I asked quickly getting out of Steve's grip and hurrying towards them. Hopper took an old envelope and a pen and started to write. "I think he's talking just not with words" hopper sighed. He wrote down some Morse code, "What is that?" Steve asked I rolled my eyes "Morse code" the boys and I responded. "H-e-r-e" hopper spelt out

"here"

"Wills still in there. He's talking to us" hopper tapped the pen against the envelope. "Does any of you guys know Morse code?" Hopper asked "I do" I raised my hand "fluent?" He asked "fluent enough" I replied "what do you mean by that like enough to hold a conversation or just a bit?" He asked "enough to have a conversation" I replied.

Jonathan quickly grabbed his boom box and a cassette and ran back out to the shed.

We all sat at the table they were sending the Morse code through a walkie. "Dash, dot, dash dot."

The Morse code came through the walkie, I'd translate it and Nancy would write it down.

"C"

"L"

"O"

"S"

"E"

"Close" i muttered as I continued to write.

"G"

"A"

"T"

"E"

"Close gate" We all said as we looked at the paper Nancy had. The phone rang making us jump up. "Shit, shit." Dustin pushed through all of us and grabbed the phone before placing it back on the hook. The damage was already done though. The phone rang again and both Nancy and Dustin jumped to grab it. Nancy grabbed the phone off the wall before chunking it. "Do you think he heard that?" Nancy asked "definitely" I replied. "But it's just a phone it could be anywhere. Right?" Steve asked.

We heard monster screeching signaling to us that he heard it and the damage was done. We all started to walk towards the living room. Steve wrapped his arm around my shoulder pulling me in close "that's not good" Dustin said. Hopper quickly ran in two guns in his hands. "Hey. Hey! Get away from the windows!" He shouted making max, Lucas, and Dustin jump away from the windows. "Do you know how to use this?" Hopper asked Jonathan "i..um" Jonathan stuttered "can you use this?!" Hopper shouted again "I can" Nancy stepped up. Hopper quickly tossed the gun to Nancy. "Stay back" I warned the kids as I grabbed a long slab of wood and holding it like a baseball bat.

(𝗖𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮 𝗴𝘂𝗻 𝗱𝗲𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 -𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝘂𝘀𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗮𝗿𝘆 𝗽𝗶𝗲𝗰𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗴𝘂𝗻 𝘂𝗽 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘀𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲)

Steve stood bat in hand ready to fuck something up. Nancy cocked the gun before Putting the end over her shoulder. We could hear screeching in the distance telling us they were getting close. "Where are they?!" Max asked, Lucas had his slingshot ready, it wasn't like it was going to do anything but we needing any help we needed to get this monster down. The monsters growls were getting closer. A loud thud made us all turn "what are they doing?" Nancy asked. We could see some bushes swaying through the window and the monsters strange noises. A snarl made us all turn again and made Joyce scream and hold onto her son tightly. The monster groaned? It groaned it sounded like it was getting hurt, holy shit what type of animal decided to fight that son of a bitch. The monster screeched, we heard a loud before the screeching stopped. The monster was soon thrown through the window making us all scream. It didn't move at all though, it was dead. Holy fuck what killed it. "Holy shit" Dustin sighed as hopper approached it ready to shot it it started to move again.

"Is it dead?" Max asked hopper nudged the demo-dog with his foot and it didn't move telling us it was dead. The door creaked making us all turn around. The door unlocked making hopper an Nancy to put their guns back up. The chain slid off and then the door opened to reveal eleven. We all gasped as we saw the young girl. The last time we saw her she was wearing a pink dress and had no hair, now she looked totally bad ass, she now had hair that was slicked back and had a pair of jeans on that were rolled up just a bit and a black t-shirt and jacket. Hopper put his gun down as he saw her. Mikes face softened as he saw her. He quickly stepped forward, his eyes widened. Her face also softened at the sight of Mike. It was honestly so adorable.

[calypsoff3]

Fifty Six.

I really couldn’t see myself coming back to America but for my kids, for the love of my children I am. I promised Rylee I would be here for her graduation so I have come back to America for this, I want to see my first born graduate. I can’t believe that my baby is just grown, I don’t know what to do or even how to feel about this. Robyn told me the date and I said ok I will eventually come before then, I wasn’t giving a date and she said I am being cryptic but I know her family will be there. I told my mom, she said that she is coming down, so I get to see my mom after all this time. Mentally I am in the best space I can be, I am happy. Lower dosage, countering the issue of the sexual issue, I am not sick. I am me; I have gained weight; I am in the gym. I am so happy; I am in a good headspace. Even the issues with Rylee and Oakley, I still talk to him. Like it doesn’t upset me, it would upset me if my child were upset, and I told him this, so he needs to be careful. I have no idea what is happening with that or if they still talk. I keep myself out of it unlike Robyn, she tells me everything, but I am the most calming about it, I just think she is growing up and what can I do about it but nobody messes with my baby and I will be there for her. I flew commercial, I am just in business class going over there, it will be a surprise I guess. They will see me being me, I will be normal this time. I think the best decision I have made for myself and my mental health is being in London, I have moved around so fluid and nothing has been exposed or told, I have a group of friends that really, they don’t really like clubbing but I have noticed in America they club every night, every night is a party, ,the life is different here. People don’t do that shit like they do in America, like the life is an event every day, if you ain’t at an event you don’t meet people or you ain’t in the crowd if you don’t be at them, I have seen that this is untrue and I am loving it, I haven’t been in a club since, shit is wild. They are more into gaming around here, like go to their home and they have a little thing, I am just happy. I feel like me, like I was before I went to jail, and I love this feeling, I am so happy.

The driver put my case in the trunk “damn” I said looking around me, back in California. I sighed out as I got into the car, my phone started ringing so I answered it “what’s up?” the driver closed to door on me “thought I would ask if you got to the USA bro?” Ybeez asked “oh yeah, yeah I made it over here. What’s up with you asking me? Missing me” he called “nah, don’t do me like that but I just wanted to check up on you, good. Have fun out there bro. See you soon” that was kind of him “sure thing, thank you” disconnecting the call, I met Ybeez through Oakley, generally these niggas are the tamest people in life. I have never thought I would meet people like this, I thought the life would be clubs and shit all the time but no, it is just literally vibing at home. Let me call Herb, I will tell him I am here. He has been so emotional over the phone to me, he has been a lost puppy. Tapping on his name, pressing my phone to my ear “Breezy” Herb said “Herbert, I have some news for you my nigga” I usually feel a little apprehensive that I am out here, but I don’t, I have all my medication with me too, I am good “I am in Cali” I laughed “no fucking way!? Bro! Come to me, see me. I am at the apartment” he is making me laugh “calm down yo, I am going to see the kids first. Come up there please, meet you there. Bring Taina too” I said “oh shit, I got a surprise for you, Breezy is back. My man!” he is making me laugh, he need to calm down saying my man, sounding like Robyn, she be saying that even when we divorced.

Getting out of the car “can you wait here?” I said to the driver “I will be literally half hour, hour max. I need to drop my stuff off hotel, also I will pay” he smiled “anything, I will wait around for you” closing the door behind “dad!?” walking around the car, Junior gasped dropping the basketball as he came out of the basketball court from across the house “dad” he looks taller “hey son” he grabbed my legs tightly “dad you come home” I smiled “yeah, I come back. Been so long baby” rubbing his back “oh wow, I play basketball” he stepped back “get the ball” I jogged over, it was going to roll away. Grabbing the ball with one hand “you play here all by yourself?” I asked “yeah, Raihan is boring” bouncing the basketball “come” passing him the ball “no, you hold it. I hold your hand” I smiled “ok son, you lead the way big man” he held my hand “you come back forever?” he asked “no son, just for a while” he lead me to the house “mom said I can’t play outside because I made Raihan cry” of course he did “I like that you haven’t changed, making your brother cry huh” the door is already open “I left it open so I can get back inside, I am so happy you home dad” walking inside the house “Junior, oh Chris” Amerie said “hey” I smiled, why is everyone looking at me shocked, it’s making me laugh when they do it “welcome back, it’s so good seeing” I chuckled “thank you, it’s nice to be back. As a holiday of course” Junior stepped on front of me “throw it me dad” he ran further away from “I get it” bouncing the ball on the floor “you have to get it from me?” I said, “tackle me” Junior leaned forward mean mugging me “you ready for me” I laughed, he means business right now. Bouncing the ball between my legs as I slowly made my way over to him, he came running at me but I caught him instead, he can’t tackle me. I caught him and picked him up “you’re useless” he laughed “I not, you didn’t give me the chance” he is so happy, I like that “Amerie, why is he playing with that ball in the house!” Robyn yelped out as she came down “Chris?” she said in shock “yeah that was me, not him” she did a little run down the steps “dad is here” Imani spat, Robyn was about to push anyone out of the way, placing Junior down and hugging Robyn “oh my god, you look so well” I grinned “thank you, so do you” she does.

The kids have a lot to say, they are just talking “so that is what happened? Why were you crying?” Raihan nodded his head “Junior throw and it hit me” looking at Junior “I was playing, that is it” he defended himself “why is there a SUV outside?” Robyn asked, “it’s for me, it has my stuff in there” Robyn passed me a bottle of water “bring it in then?” I laughed “now” I said smiling “now what?” I breathed out laughing “stay here Chris, we have space” licking my lips laughing “mom’ bed has space” Imani said, I busted out laughing “Imani, don’t be silly” I am saying that but I know Robyn means this shit “I will get the things, I don’t care” I can’t say no “why is there a SUV parked outside” Tianna said “dad!” she screamed running to me “dad is here” Rylee said all confused “he has come for your graduation” wrapping my arm around Tianna “oh I knew he would, he knows I don’t play” looking at Rylee “do I want to hear your headache” getting up from the couch, my arm still around Tianna as I hugged Rylee “I love you so much, I am so happy to see you” I cooed out “I know kids, look at you all though. Look all grown” they do “ugh yeah” Rylee mumbled “you the opp” she pointed at me “oop?” I said, this is how Oakley speaks “you didn’t support me” squinting my eyes at her “mhmm, I have to support your mom” moving back “opp” I repeated laughing before nudging her “but New York? I am proud of you, that is amazing” Rylee ran into me again “thank you dad” these kids love a hug.

Looking at Rylee smiling “shall we?” I said pointing to the door “why?” rolling my eyes at her “come” getting up “let’s go, I want to talk to you” which I do “Rylee’ is in trouble!” Junior spat, they are going to tease her but she isn’t really in trouble. Looking behind me to check, she is looking reluctant in walking with me “come” I said, she finally walked over to me taking her time “am I in trouble though?” I shook my head “I wanted to ask about Melo, and yeah. Look, you are going to enter a new phase in your life and I want to be there for you but not crowd you, I know like your mom she is very intent on trying to make you stay close to her, she wants to tell you what to do but we can’t really so yeah” stepping outside “we broke up, well I broke up with him. I didn’t say it to you because I don’t know” she mumbled “because I am going to be thinking” turning to her, she put her head down. I laughed looking away from her “I am not stupid, so you broke it up with Melo and you was respectful the way you did it? No bad blood?” she nodded her head “right, ok. So what is next for Rylee? New York for you, your mom wants to let you live alone” Rylee smiled “she is protective, I think she is emotional about me going. She said no dorm, I will get you an apartment but like what the hell” nodding my head “see with your mom she went through life overseas, alone and she has that fear of her kids being away and alone but she needs to understand we will always be there, she has fear so just be sensitive towards her, let her know that you will be ok, that she will be the one you will call if in trouble, she is being a mother” Rylee nodded her head “you know Oakley has released his first drill song which has made a big hit, things will be busy for him. You know” Rylee cringed “dad please, I know. Like you think I am stupid, but I am not, I am careful too. I am your daughter dad, just trust me and if I am in trouble I will be on the phone, I know. If anything becomes serious then I will let you and mom know” I worry for her, she doesn’t need to be me “how is you dad? You know what, you look amazing” I cooed out “I am good, I Feel good within myself, I am just happy Rylee. I am glad to be here, to see you kids and how happy you all are right now” I like to see it “Chris” looking over at Robyn “can I steal your dad please” Robyn said, of course she wants to steal me.

Robyn is smiling so wide “I erm, got your bags and told the driver to go. Stay with us, this is your home as much as it is mine, the kids want you here so yeah” I grinned “or you want me here, so where do I sleep? Or should I say where do you sleep” she scoffed “uhhh well don’t mind me if I float towards your side” I knew it “no but just stay over, and Chris you look so amazing. I am happy, I like what I see” rubbing the side of my face grinning “thank you, I am back to me. I feel it, I feel more like me then erm, what I felt like. I wasn’t me you know, but the medication like I was saying, it’s so much better. Trust me” she is staring at me in awe “I am glad you are here though, sort out your daughters” pulling a face “they aren’t that bad Robyn” I don’t think they are “you are so laid back and calm, it’s me panicking. So you tell me about this Rylee business” I blew out air, she is asking me things now “well uhm, I am trying to stay out of it you see. Like she said, if she has anything to say she will say it, and I get it. As a mother, you are wanting to know and me, I am just trying to not think of it” I explained “oh my god, Chris” looking behind me, Herb came “oh shit, brother” he ran to me “Herb” I nearly fell back as he hugged me “what the fuck Chris, my nigga man” hugging him close “shit man, you got me choked up. Fuck, I am so happy to see you, the hell” moving back from the hug “don’t cry” I laughed, we both laughed “oh shit, surprise” he pointed at Taina “no way, you’re going to be a dad!?” I said “yeah man, I wanted to tell you while you was here” I chuckled walking towards Taina “congratulations, wow. This is crazy” hugging Taina “I think he is more happy to see you then anything, I think she is right about that.

We decided, well I say we but Robyn decided to go out to eat with the kids and Amerie, it’s nice of her, she said it’s her treat “I still can’t digest that you will be living in London you know” Tianna said, nodding my head slowly “I know, but I can always fly back. And you can all come to me for a holiday, I will get a home by then of course” the kids look so sad “but anyways, it is Rylee’ time, and the fact she is going to be moving soon” Rylee pulled a face “dad in London and Rylee in New York, that is so unfair” Imani spoke up “you got mom” Rylee added “poor you” I joked, Robyn swatted me “shut up, or we could move to London” looking over at Robyn “really? Is that your idea or the children’s?” I know damn well this came from her “I am doing a poll, see if the kids want to be closer to you” licking my lips “then I will move again once you all come” Robyn thinks she is being clever “then we will follow you” she is funny “get a room!” Rylee spat, I chuckled “I have already, at the house” Tianna pulled a face “I haven’t not missed this place, stale pasta” one day she will let go of this nasty Baldi place “it’s a way to my heart” she says that but doesn’t think of others that want to eat elsewhere, maybe somewhere that isn’t so boring “dad, I want you to be there for me when I move to NYU so maybe you need to stay” she wants me to stick around for that, oh god no. Looking at my phone, Ybeez is calling me again. Grabbing my phone from the table “yo” I answered “we coming to LA my brother, I thought I would tell you. While you there, come and do business and come back” I paused for a while “are you bringing whitey?” Ybeez laughed out “he’s the whole reason now, come on. Yeah” not him coming to LA, looking at Rylee “let me know when you land and stuff, I’m just out” that is so random because he didn’t mention anything about LA to me, now its LA for business which makes me wonder is it business or something else.

[finnicus-gayicus]

MORE BECAUSE YES. (PT 3)

"Are you sure?" Robin asked, leaning over the table and staring at Steve, her eyes wide and her coffee abandoned. "Are you sure it was him?"

"Who else could it be?" Steve demanded, gesturing wildly around the small kitchen. It was now 5:58 am and Steve was due to the store by 6:30 to open. He had just told Robin what had happened earlier that morning. 

"I-I don't know, Steve. It just… it's been five years. How could he still be alive?" Robin pressed her fingers to her temples, rubbing them as she thought. 

Steve shrugged. "I don't know, but he's alive. He's alive and in the Upside Down. Maybe he survived off of canned food at the store." Steve said, starting to pace. "The Upside Down is basically Hawkins, just a bit fucky. We never really got the chance to explore it." He paused, a slight smile breaking out on his face. "Dustin's gonna lose it."

"Wait, wait. Hold on. You're going to tell Dustin?" Robin asked, arching an eyebrow at him. 

"Uh, of course I am! Eddie was one of his best friends, he deserves to know that he's alive." Steve declared, making his way to the phone. 

"Is that really a good idea, though?" Robin asked softly. "If he's not alive, or if it's Vecna tricking you, he's going to be devastated again." 

Steve paused, his hand outstretched and about to grab the phone off the wall. He slowly lowered his arm, letting out a heavy sigh. Robin was right. If this was a trick, then opening a portal would be a terrible idea. And according to Will, Vecna was still out there. It couldn't be risked. 

"Even if it is Vecna, we should probably still warn them." Steve said, glancing over his shoulder at Robin, who had her lower lip in her mouth and was chewing it thoughtfully. 

"I mean, you're probably right." She admitted, sighing as she took a sip of her coffee. "We should probably tell everyone this weekend, though, when they're not busy with school." 

Steve nodded, walking over to the coffee maker and pouring himself a cup. "Yeah, you're right. It can wait a few more days, right? I'll call Dustin tonight and see if he wants to hang out on Saturday night. I'll tell him to invite Mike and Eleven, too. They have to know about this."

"Don't you have to close on Saturday?" Robin asked, arching an eyebrow. 

Steve groaned. Shit. He forgot. "Ok, listen, if you cover my closing shift on Saturday I'll close tonight for you, deal?" 

Robin put a finger under her chin, pretending to think about Steve's offer. "Hm, I'd have to be sacrificing my Saturday evening. Although, I do hate closing on Wednesdays. It is inventory night after all." She pursed her lips, taking a sip of coffee. 

"I'll give you the next three Fridays off." Steve offered. 

Robin smirked at this. "Done deal, Steve-O!" She extended her right hand, brandishing a bright smile that was way too much for 6 am. 

"Don't ever call me that again." Steve muttered, shaking her hand. 

Later that day, however, while Steve was walking down the frozen food aisle with a clipboard, checking things off of a list, he heard a patter of feet heading his direction. He glanced up, expecting to have to step out of the way of a rushing mother or an overly excited child. What he wasn't expecting, however, was none other than Dustin Henderson and Eleven "Jane" Hopper. Mike was nowhere to be seen, but the two young adults were practically charging him, faces screwed seriously. 

"Hey guys-" Steve began, confusion furrowing his brow. 

"We need to talk. Right now." Dustin cut him off, passing him and heading towards Steve's manager office, Eleven following close behind and flashing Steve a quick smile as she passed. 

"Nice to see you too, guys." Steve muttered, glancing around for any witnesses before quickly following suit. 

He shut the door behind him, making sure to lock it before turning to the two. They'd both grown quite a bit over the last few years. They weren't the same 12 year olds he'd first protected, taking one hell of a beating from Max's older brother Billy Hargrove. Dustin was almost as tall as he was now, still wearing a baseball cap. Eleven wasn't nearly as tall, her chin nearly reaching Dustin's shoulders. Her hair had grown a lot, though, and was in a neat ponytail. 

"Aren't you two supposed to be in class?" Steve asked, crossing his arms. 

"Steve, it's important, Eleven saw something." Dustin quickly explained, gesturing to Eleven. 

"Was it Max?" Or Eddie?

Eleven frowned, casting her gaze downwards. "No." She whispered. Then she turned her eyes up, locking her dark brown eyes with Steve's. "I saw Vecna."

Steve froze, eyes wide as he stared at the two. He took a deep breath in through his nose, letting it out through his teeth. "What, ah, what was he doing?"

Eleven bit her lip, casting her gaze downwards. "I couldn't see very well, but it looked like he was talking to someone. I couldn't get close enough, though." She swallowed, clearing her throat a little. "I think he wanted me to see him." She all but whispered.

Steve ran his hands down his face, blood feeling like it was rushing cold. Well, that wasn't good.

[toushindai]

Respect and approval in the relationship between Zagreus and Megaera

So, I think a lot of people know that there's a mini storyline between Megaera and Zagreus that proceeds as follows: Megaera brusquely informs Zagreus that his victories against her "don't count" as he couldn't possibly have achieved them without Nyx's help via the mirror. If you respond to this by emptying out the mirror and fighting her, she'll remark on it. This exchange is referenced in an incredible video about Hades' dialogue system that I will link in the comments to this post (since we all know how tumblr is about links) and which I highly recommend if you haven't watched it already.

But I was surprised that the video didn't go on to highlight what is my favorite (and surely relevant to the video?) aspect of this storyline--that once you've beaten Meg like that, the followup conversation at home has three different variants based on how many gifts you've given her!

Spoilers for a lot of late-game, including post-credits, content.

The three variants are low relationship (zero gifts - five gifts); high relationship (six gifts - nine gifts); "became close" relationship (ten gifts).

At low relationship, the conversation is as follows. I apologize but I don't have screenshots for any of these; I'm taking the text from the files.

Megaera: Beaten. By you. Without the help of Nyx's mirror. You humiliated me. And now you've come to rub it in, I guess? Well, go on, then. Not like you can shame me any more. Zagreus: Meg, what is it going to take for you to quit treating me like I'm incompetent? Have I not grown even a little since we met? You were supposed to teach me something; what does that make you? Megaera: Tsch... why don't you raise your voice a little louder so that all the House can hear. Is that what you want? For everyone to know that you're superior to me? Zagreus: You're not hearing me, Meg. I know it sounds a little disingenuous considering we keep fighting to the death and all, but... I never meant to hurt you. Megaera: You give yourself far too much credit, Zagreus. Leave me alone.

At high relationship:

Megaera: Beaten. By you. Without the help of Nyx's mirror. You humiliated me. And now you've come to rub it in, I guess? Well, go on, then. Not like you can shame me any more. Zagreus: Meg, that isn't why I'm here, you know that isn't how I am. Why can't you see it? All I've ever wanted was to prove myself to you. Megaera: Tsch... you think that you can prove yourself to me by winning in a fight? Zagreus: Sometimes I think that I can never really win with you, Meg. If I held back, what would you have thought? Megaera: If you think you know me so well, Zagreus, then you ought to know better than to keep this conversation going with me, now.

(Yeah, that's "high relationship.")

At became close relationship:

Megaera: I can't believe it, Zag. I thought for sure that Nyx's mirror was the only reason you could beat me. I knew you'd changed to some extent, but... not this much. Zagreus: I had to see if I could do it, Meg. I've learned so much from you, I... thought maybe this was a way that I could prove myself to you. And to myself. Megaera: Prove yourself, to me...? You must not be as comfortable in your own skin as you let on. I can't decide if I like that about you. Now leave me alone while I give it some thought.

Which... it's better, right? It's better. It's maybe not great, still. But they are trying.

I mean so let's take this from the top. At low relationship, the conversation is fairly acrimonious on both sides. Feeling humiliated by her loss, Meg lashes out, and Zag snaps in return that if Meg's going to keep treating him like he's incompetent, it's only a reflection on her, who was supposed to teach him something. In this version of their conversation, we see the shadow of the relationship Hades pointedly engineered between the two of them raise its head, and if I were ever asked to textually back up my certainty that Meg, not only Zag, contributed to their breakup, I think I'd cite this. Meg's lack of respect for Zag is clearly a longstanding point of tension. Here, Zag feels like he's done something that ought to earn him her respect, only to be... what? Meg's first line is largely about her own insecurities rather than her opinion of Zag, but at the same time, the assumption that she should be superior, that that's the natural order of things, is baked into it. It's a serious blow to her pride that Zag has upset that natural order, and she's projecting her shame into an assumption that Zagreus is here to pettily gloat. Which is insulting, and Zagreus reacts from that place of insult.

But in his second line, as if he notices her pain, Zag is able to disengage from his anger a little (his portrait shifts from his angry "Defiant" one to his "Empathetic" one), realize that their communication is going a bit awry, and tell Meg that he doesn't mean to hurt her. This does not have the effect he possibly hoped for, and before Meg tells him to hit the bricks she says that he gives himself too much credit--by thinking that he has the capability to hurt her. Now this is a pattern with her, throughout their redeveloping relationship, even at max relationship, even once they're back together: Megaera repeatedly states that Zagreus can't hurt her. Here, it has a clear implication that she thinks Zagreus beneath her, not worth getting hurt over. ...It's absolutely belied by her humiliation in the rest of the conversation, but the scorn with which she makes the assertion is cutting and unkind.

Although... I do wonder. Especially given Zag's statement that he "never meant to hurt [her]"--that doesn't sound like he's just talking about his neat trick of getting past her darkness-free. He's referring to their past, almost certainly, and at 0-5 gifts this is well before he gets around to a proper apology or even his feelingsdump (feelingsdump, er, I'm sorry, "building trust", the "we need to talk" conversation, follows gift#6, the last nectar). What I wonder, sometimes, is--when Megaera says that Zagreus can't hurt her (boy does she love to say that.), if part of what she's saying is that Zagreus is not the only person contributing to the poor relationship between them. This is a thought on a different topic, I guess, and I'm not saying that in this conversation, she suddenly has a flash of insight that she's being kind of shitty and chases him away for that reason. Sincerely, I do think "I'm too good to be hurt by Zagreus" is an emotional habit she has for a sizeable chunk of time--perhaps one she developed as a reaction to their breakup, or as a shield against it as she saw it coming--and is what she means here. But maybe it means something else later. I certainly hope so. Because boy. she really loves to say it.

Let's talk about the variant at high relationship next. You could get this variant anywhere between the last nectar ("We may be immortals, but we're older now") and having given her the second-to-last ambrosia ("I wish I could do over how we started"). Once you give her the last ambrosia (when they drink together), you're in the territory of the final variant.

Meg's still cranky; her first line is the same as in the low relationship variant. It's Zagreus, who is at this time in the process of trying to get back in her good graces, who is less testy in response. I'd say he's clearly still hurt by her response, but he doesn't express that hurt by sniping back at her this time. Instead, he opens up, trying to make his intentions more clear, reminding her that he isn't the type to gloat. He all but says that he wants her respect. And he doesn't get it, here. Frankly, this variant is not much of an improvement on the low relationship one. Meg is less openly insulting, but it's clear that she still doesn't want to be having the conversation.

My thoughts on this variant are similar to my thoughts on some of the ambrosia conversations--and I say this as the most dedicated MegZag shipper you will ever see--in that when I see this, I'm not sure why Zagreus bothers. If, like he says, there's really no action he could take here that wouldn't end in Meg being peeved at him, what is he reaching for? He wants to prove himself to her--why? Is her approval worth having here? When Meg says (to cite the gift nine/third ambrosia conversation) that it's just a question of whether Zag is worth her time, why is it positive that Zagreus's wistful response is to ask her if he is worth her time, then?

Let me start bringing in the became close relationship variant here, starting with the last line of it, because Meg's response to Zagreus outright stating that he wants to prove himself to her is emotionally very similar to her response to Zag asking her if he is worth her time. In both cases, she seems to... not soften, exactly. She seems taken aback. She sees Zagreus's desire for her approval and his vulnerability that he lays bare in front of her, and in both cases, her response is one of uncertainty. She wants time to think about it on her own. She has kept hardening herself in response to the pain of their earlier failure (not every relationship that doesn't work out is a failure but I am quite certain she felt this way about theirs, if only because she was supposed to shape Zagreus a certain way), she hardens herself verbally and defiantly right in front of Zag's damn face, and he answers with wistful vulnerability. She tells him he can't hurt her, and he answers with "OK. But do you care about me? Could you?"

I almost wonder if Zagreus's vulnerability makes Megaera ask herself the same questions that these conversations make me ask myself. That remark she makes, that she's not sure how she feels about Zagreus's insecurity--I wonder if she's seeing how she's contributed to it, and needs time to figure out how to respond more kindly. And not just "more kindly," but in a way that's better for him. In the became close relationship conversation variant, Meg starts off in a much better mood, and offers the approval that--as we've seen in the other variants--Zagreus wants so keenly. However, when he states that as an outright motivation, I think she questions that influence she has on Zagreus, and wavers on whether or not it's a positive one, and wants to withdraw to sort out... everything about that situation. It's not an emotionally vulnerable response, maybe, but I do get the sense that it's a compassionate one.

These two are not perfect. They're coming from a background of a relationship that was arranged for them with the explicit intention of forcing Zagreus to mature--a setup that implicitly (if Hades didn't go ahead and make it explicit which, lbr, he very possibly did) defines Megaera as more mature and therefore superior. That relationship fell apart--and how could it not, with a setup like that--and some time has passed, and now they're stuck in a loop of fighting each other to the death. It's not ideal! But they cared about each other, back during their first relationship. Zagreus outright tells us that he caught feelings. Megaera talks around the same admission--through the rigidness with which she tells Zagreus and herself that they can't return to the way things were, that it isn't possible; through her admission, when Zag says he wishes he could change how they started, that she too "wish[es] for a lot of things." They cared-past-tense and they care-present-tense, but they still have emotional habits from the past, from the imposed hierarchy of their first relationship, and even in the most positive variant of Meg's response to the darkness-free victory, even in some of their biggest steps forward, we see some of those habits rear their head. It's something they have to work on and will continue to work on, I think.

And it's not a hopeless process. One of the best in-game contrasts to this dynamic is (of all things) when Megaera notices that Zagreus has made it onto the Featured Houseservant board. She remarks that never in her wildest fantasies did she imagine that Zagreus would make it up there. Zagreus, I think, doesn't know how to respond to that--he picks up the "wildest fantasies" thread rather than the compliment, bless this horny little man--but Meg is undeterred and points out that he really should be proud of such an achievement. And I think this is the perfect solution to the dilemma that is Zag's desire for Meg's approval, because Meg's uncertainty over that, her sense that it's an insecure concern, is justified. So here, she's showing that she respects his achievement but emphasizing that it's something about him, something he can and should feel intrinsic pride over, rather than just taking pleasure in her extrinsic approval.

This has gotten long (oh god it has gotten long) so I think I'll wrap up here. One of the things I love about Hades is how it doesn't force relationships to be Suddenly Great Now That The Story's Over. Hades and Zagreus are still struggling to figure out a relationship that works. Persephone isn't sure she knows how to be Zagreus's mother. Meg's still not getting along with her sisters (although it has been brought to her attention that she is as culpable in their relationship as they are). I think this point of awkwardness between Zagreus and Megaera--their having to figure out a system of mutual respect where it has not been before--is another example of that pattern. And I think they've got a shot at it. I think they can pull it off.

[samdeancass]

Friends with Benefits

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Pairing: Scott x OC, Derek x OC, Isaac x OC (brief)

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Smut

Characters: Scott, Stiles, Derek, Isaac (briefly), Erica (briefly), Allison (mentioned), Kate (mentioned), Braeden (mentioned), Liam (mentioned), Kira (mentioned), Max (OC)

Words: 2,742

A/N: Max (OC) is Stiles' twin sister.

Description: After being unlucky in love with Derek and Isaac, Max falls into the arms of Scott.

Being Stiles’ twin sister was hard work. Max had to live with his incessant need to be annoying all day, every day, and to be honest he was beginning to drive her up the wall. Stiles always felt the need to be nitpick at everything that she did, which he knew annoyed her to no end. Sometimes, your dad, the Sherriff, had to pull you off Stiles because of how much he had angered her.

“Seriously Stiles, can you not go one day without annoying me?! You’re like one of those tiny bugs that you can’t see but is buzzing around everybody.”

Stiles pressed his hand to his chest mockingly. “Max, you cut so deep. How could you say that to me? I’m your brother!” A smile played on his lips when their father stopped Max from pouncing on him.

Although, if it wasn’t for Stiles, Max would never have met Scott. The three of them have been inseparable ever since they met. Scott had been there through everything Max and Stiles went through, especially the passing of their mother. After that, a solid friendship was cemented between the three of them. That’s why Scott trusted Max wholly with the fact that he was a werewolf. At first, she was a little hesitant but after some coaxing from both Scott and Stiles, Max grew more comfortable with it which made her trust in Scott grow stronger.

However, when Max met the mysterious new friend of Scott’s, her whole world changed.

“Err, Scott. Who’s that?” Scott and Stiles both turned in the direction you were looking. “That’s Derek. Derek Hale. He’s a werewolf, like me.”

Max couldn’t take her eyes off  Derek ,who was leaning against his Camaro. There was something about him that drew her towards him. Before she knew what was happening, Max’s feet began to carry her towards Derek, a fire in her chest.

When Derek seen Max making her way towards him, he stood up straight and kept his eyes on her, as if he was entranced. “Hey, I’m Max. Stiles’ twin sister.” He took your outstretched hand and gave Max a sympathetic look. “I’m sorry about that.” “HEY! I’m right here!”Both of them erupted into giggles at Stiles’ reaction and stared at each other for a while before Derek broke the silence. “So, do you know about everything that happens in Beacon Hills?”

Max nodded. “I’ve known for a while. I’m not gonna lie, it scares the shit out of me, but there is no way I’m going to let my town come under attack.” Derek nodded appreciatively before opening the passenger door of his Camaro. “Want to go somewhere else and get to know each other?”

Max turned back and looked at the two boys who were flirting, very badly, with girls two years older than them. A wide smile crossed her face before nodding. “Hell yeah!” Derek laughed at her enthusiasm before closing her door and making his way around to the drivers side.

Max’s feelings for Derek blossomed over the next few months but she wanted to keep them secret, so their friendship wouldn’t be ruined. However, during a fight with Derek, this secret was let slip.

“You need to stop fighting with Scott, Derek. Please. All he’s trying to do is keep this town safe!” Derek slammed his fists down on the table and turned to Max, his red eyes shining bright. “And what the hell do you think i’m trying to do, eh?” Anger was beginning to bubble in the pit of Max’s stomach.

“You really think that killing people is helping this town? Because it’s not! By doing this, you are pushing everybody away, including me. I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to lose you!”

Derek’s eyes shone brighter as he walked over to Max and grabbed her shoulders. “I’m only killing the bad people, Max! Why can’t you understand that?! I’m doing this town a favour!” 

A tear was threatening to slip down Max’s cheek as his words sunk in. “How can you think that killing people is the right thing to do? I thought you were better than that, Derek! I need you to be better, I need you to change!” 

“Why? Why do you need me to change?! I’m perfectly fine the way I am!” The anger was beginning to bubble more; to the point that Max blurted out the one thing that she wanted to keep secret.

“Because I love you!” Max slammed her hands over her mouth as the last word was said. Loud cackling came from behind and Max turned around to see Erica walking towards them. She turned back around to Derek, who was staring at her in shock, before running out of the Hale House and into the forest. 

For the next week, Max avoided anything to do with Derek. That was, until he decided to break into her house one night. 

Max’s eyes shot open when she heard the sound of her bedroom window being opened. Carefully, she grabbed her lamp off her bedside table and hid at the side of the window, ready to attack the intruder. As soon as she seen two feet on the floor, Max swung the lamp towards the person.

“Ow! What the hell was that for!” Max walked closer and seen that the intruder was indeed, Derek Hale. “Derek?! What the hell are you doing sneaking into my room at 1o’clock in the morning?!”

“Well, I was hoping to talk to you about something, if you wouldn’t mind.” Derek nursed the back of his head whilst he took a seat at the bottom of Max’s bed. “What makes it so important that it couldn’t wait until morning?” Max took a seat next to Derek and examined the back of his head. 

“I wanted to tell you before I lost my nerve.” Max quirked an eyebrow at him, clearly interested in what has made Derek so nervous. He took a deep breath and turned to Max. 

“I know I should have told you this straight away, and I’m sorry that I didn’t. I just wanted to make sure that what I am feeling for you is genuine because.... I care about you too much to hurt you. I guess, what I’m trying to say is that I love you to. But we have to wait until you’ve graduated. It won’t look very good if a grown man is dating a high school student.”

Max stared at Derek with watery eyes and a large, beaming smile. She placed both of her hands on his cheeks and leaned in to plant a passionate kiss on his lips. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.” 

A playful glint was evident in the corners of Derek’s eyes. “Yes, yes I do.”

Around a month after confessing her feelings to Derek, Max started to date Isaac. It was going so well at first. Max was beginning to develop feelings for Isaac as well as Derek. She loved being in Isaacs presence and he made her feel safe. However, all of that fell apart when Max found out that Isaac had cheated on her with Allison on their 6 month anniversary. After, Max had a fling with Aiden. This relationship wasn’t serious and it quickly ended when Aiden was killed by the Oni.

Max has been single ever since and she only had a year and a half left until she could graduate high school and finally be with the one man that she has always wanted. However, she didn’t know that the plans that she and Derek made all those nights ago was going to come crashing down around her.

Max had heard through the grapevine that Derek was dating Braeden, which she was absolutely fine with, until he left with Braeden after the pack had saved Scott from Kate and the Berserkers. 

She was left heartbroken and through herself into her school work and the pack to keep her mind off Derek. Max became more focused on helping Liam hone his new werewolf abilities as well as helping him study for school. Stiles was, well Stiles. Scott was determined more than ever to keep the rest of the pack in Beacon Hills which is why he was broken when Kira left to gain control of her kitsune powers.

One night, Max and Scott were ‘studying’ for a huge maths final that was coming up. Laughing and giddiness filled the room as the two of them messed around on Scott’s bed. “This is the most fun I’ve had in a while. Thanks, Scott, I really needed this.” 

Scott turned to Max with a beaming smile. “Anything for my best friend.” Max cocked an eyebrow at him. “I thought my brother was your best friend.” Scott placed a a finger to his lips. “Shh, it can be our little secret.”

They both lay down on the pillows and stared at the ceiling, content with each others company. “I’ve missed being with somebody like this, just having fun.” Scott turned to Max, his head resting on his arm and a warm smile on his face.

“I forgot to ask, how have you been since Derek left with Braeden? I know how much you cared for him.” At this question, Max’s whole demeanour changed and she stiffened up, still bitter about everything that had happened to her. 

Scott sensed this change and immediately sat upright, concern written all over his features. “I’m sorry, Max. If you don’t want to talk about it, it’s Ok.” Max shook her head and sat up. “It’ll do me some good talking about it. I’ve kept it bottled up for so long, I’ve grown to resent what me and Derek had.”

Scott scooted closer and wrapped a comforting arm around Max’s shoulders as she began to talk about how the events had affected her. “I just feel as though I’m not good enough for anybody. First, Isaac cheats on me and then Derek leaves me when he promised that we’d be together when I graduated, which isn’t to long away now.” 

Her head hung low at the thought of graduation. What once was a happy thing to look forward to was now something that she resented as it would remind her of something that was never going to happen. “I’m never going to be good enough for anybody. I’m better off away from everybody, where nobody can get bored of me. I’m just something that people can have before they find something better.” 

A low growl left Scott’s mouth as the last few words came out of Max’s mouth. Out of the blue, Scott grabbed Max’s face with both of his hands and kissed her. Max immediately melted into the kiss, running her fingers through his chestnut brown locks. Tongues began fighting for dominance as the kiss became more heated. Scott placed his hands on Max’s waist and heaved her onto his lap so she was straddling him. Max’s hands left Scott’s hair and travelled down the back of his neck and around to his chest. 

She began to tug at the bottom of his shirt, indicating that it needed to come off. Taking the hint, Scott broke away and took his shirt off, throwing it onto the floor. One by one, more clothes came off as the kiss developed further. A pile of them were at the foot of Scott’s bed, and both him and Max were naked in front of each other.

Max lay down on the bed as Scott manoeuvred himself on top of her, his eyes travelling the whole of her body. “So beautiful.” He leaned down and placed a loving kiss on her lips. One of his hands began to massage one of Max’s breasts, which made her groan into the kiss. Scott chuckled at her response and began to kiss down her body, leaving small hickeys in places that nobody could see, all while his fingers were flicking her ever growing nipple.  

He stopped kissing just before her pussy which caused Max to whine. “Please, Scott. Don’t stop now.” He flashed her a devilish smile before disappearing inside her, his tongue lapping circles on her clit. Max felt the familiar sensation brewing in the pit of her stomach and she was desperate to get her release. “Scott...more....please.”

As if her knew, Scott ceased his actions and wagged his finger at Max. “Did you really think it was going to be that easy?” Max gulped as his eyes flashed a deep red. He chuckled at her silence and he slid two fingers into her, her juices acting as lube. Max’s face was in bliss as Scott’s fingers moved faster and faster inside her. He slid in a third and a fourth finger and a smile crossed his face as he felt her walls beginning to pulsate around his fingers. 

Scott slid his fingers out and crawled onto her once again, sliding his long length inside of her. Max’s walls stretched to the maximum as she adjusted to his size. He was the biggest that she had ever taken and she was looking forward to the fun they were going to have. 

Max gave Scott a nod before he began moving inside her. His movements were slow at first, careful not to hurt you, but soon after his alpha side took over. Scott fucked her into the bed, screams of delight and pleasure leaving his lips. His hands wrapped around her hips so tight that he was sure it was going to leave bruises. 

Max could feel herself coming close to her release, so she grabbed Scott’s shoulders and squeezed as her walls clenched around Scott’s length. He released after a few more pumps and came, loud profanities leaving his lips. 

Scott pulled out and lay down next to Max, pulling her into him. A thick sheen of sweat covered both of their bodies as they both lay there, heavily breathing. A loud vibration sounded from the nightstand and Max reached over to answer it. She talked for a while before hanging up and gathering her stuff to leave. Stiles was on his way home and he had offered to pick her up from Scott’s as she had left her car at home. 

“I’ll see you later, Scott. Stiles is coming to pick me up.” Max left the room without looking at Scott and walked down the stairs, out of the front door. Stiles was already waiting for her by the time she had got out. Max opened the passenger door to the jeep and threw her stuff in the back before hopping inside.

“How did it go?” Max shrugged. “You know, same old boring school work. Nothing new.” Stiles nodded in agreement before starting up the jeep and driving the journey home.

The next day, Max was stood at her locker at school when Scott approached her. She kept focused on the stuff in her locker and kept packing her bag, completely ignoring him. Scott let out a small sigh. “Please talk to me.” 

Max took a deep breath and closed her locker before turning to him. She tried her best to keep a straight face but the puppy dog look Scott was currently wearing was too much to handle and Max smiled at how adorable he looked. This made Scott smile, small dimples revealing themselves in his cheeks. However, that smile soon faded and concern grew on Max’s face.

“What’s wrong?” Her head cocked to the side as Scott shuffled his feet. “Do- do you regret what happened between us?” Max blushed at the question and shook her head. “Nope, do you?” He also shook his head. “Of course not, but I am a little scared that Stiles will hit me with his bat when he finds out.”

Max laughed. “Do you really think that I’m going to tell my overprotective twin brother that I had sex with out best friend?” Scott then laughed and shook his head. “I guess not.” 

Scott and Max carried on their conversation and came to a realisation that, since they are such good friends and they don’t want to ruin that relationship, they should be friends with benefits. 

Both of them were extremely happy with this arrangement. They kept it a secret from the pack and Stiles, of course, but when Max was alone she had lots of fun with the Alpha.

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[clonesupport]

One Last Time

vicar max x f!reader

word count: +2.8k

warnings: +18, NSFW, p in v sex, unprotected sex, exhibitionism barely?, pre-established relationship, soft breeding🤧🤧, porn without plot, smut under the cut

a/n: ok but like i had a thought (as always) been feeling soft and sentimental for this man lately, so what if (post scylla)Max gets sentimental for some desperate "who knows if we'll make it out alive" low key romantic this-could-be-the-last-time sex in tartarus👀 just some sweet fucking, lots of 'i love you's in this one boyos, big change of pace from your regular program here on my account lol, it'll be back to nasty in no time, enjoy☺️

The doors close behind you to some cargo bay after eliminating all the UDL guards upon breaking into the highest security prison in search of Phineas Wells. Was this the craziest thing you've ever done in your life? Yes absolutely. However, you needed that mad scientist to save the colony. Besides you've grown rather fond of that lunatic, it would be a shame to let him be kept captive by the board.

You had the SAM unit sweep ahead making sure there were no surprise hidden guards in the area before you could take a breather. Along with SAM you had Max by your side, he insisted on coming with you, not wanting to let you get yourself killed without him he'd said. You chuckle inwardly remembering his comment. You knew the real reason, he'd never leave your side, determined to keep you safe until his dying breath. It was almost reckless, but who were you to talk about reckless. A small smile tugs at your lips catching Max's attention. "Please don't tell me you're getting a kick out of this insane mission." His voice lighthearted yet still holding a touch of concern.

You huffed out a laugh, "No, no. Just thinking about the ways we could die." You reply only making his face grow more weary, "I'm joking, kind of." You added, another chuckle leaving you, amused by his expressions.

"You scare me sometimes you know that?" A chuckle of his own leaving him as he spoke. You've made it this far though you have a lot worse to come and you weren't looking forward to it. This may be a suicide mission but if by some miracle you make it out, the colonists better be singing your name to the gods.

SAM comes back reporting no further guards and you let out a sigh of relief, gathering yourself together for the next room up ahead. "Let's take a minute, we've barely even started but I've been through enough to be tired." You say more to Max than SAM considering the mechanical didn't need rest. Max nods seemingly agreeing with your idea.

"A break sounds nice." He answers, you smile seeing his shoulders ease a bit. You see a smaller door behind some crates, deciding to investigate it you pull out a mag pick. Within seconds you've got the door open, gun at the ready only to see it's a supplies closet. You huff contently, going in to take anything you can find that could be useful, Max follows while the SAM unit stands guard.

You grab a couple extra mag picks and spare adreno as the door closes behind you. Max goes quiet, watching you with soft eyes as you examined the objects in the small storage closet. "What if we really don’t make it out?" The thought leaves his mouth before he can keep it to himself, catching your attention as you look towards him. His face seemed sad yet adoration seeped from his eyes, a slight tilting smile calmly resting on his face. You take a few steps towards him, bumping shoulders with him reassuringly.

"Then that'd make us martyrs for the greatest uprising in history don't you think?" You joke lightheartedly, upon seeing his growing saddened smile you ease on your sarcasm. "Hey, we'll get through this, and if luck is on our side we'll make it out with just a few cuts and bruises." You nudge your head against his pulling back to see him regarding you longingly, his eyes soft as you meet them. Your voice is gentle, probably attempting to more convince yourself than him.

"Let's hope so." Max replies with a crooked smile, pulling you into his arms.

"Hey, what's up with you? You're never like this." You jest softly, arms coming up to return his embrace. "We'll be fine, I promise." But who were you fooling, this mission could very well be your last. Your own self becoming a bit more melancholy the more you think of it.

"I trust you," his voice is gentle, "just thinking about everything we could be doing instead of trying to break our way in and out of a prison." A soft grin spreads across his face as he looks down at you in his arms. Though his words were suggestive his sincere expression said otherwise. Resting you chin on his collar you raise your brows enticing him to speak his mind, he chuckles at your reaction as he continues.

"Well, for one we could be resting properly back on the Unreliable. We'd be in bed, I'd have you in my arms, not worrying about imminent death around every corner." He lets out a sigh, "You'd be playing with my hair as you always do, probably talking about some colourful insect you saw on some excursion." Another chuckle rumbles in his chest.

You couldn't help but listen in awe, you never knew how sentimental this man could be. It only took him a suicide mission to express it but you couldn't blame him. "Keep going, you're on a roll." You say quietly, one hand coming up to toy with the hair at the back of his head just as he'd mentioned. It brought you ease in some strange way, tracing his features, playing with the ends of his hair, seeing the content look on his face when you did so.

"Then I would kiss along your arms, up to your shoulders, then your neck." He paused to lean down and place a gentle peck on your neck. "I could ravish you without a care in the universe." His hands begin to roam as they smoothed down your lower back then to your sides. He rests his forehead against yours, eyes closed as he breathed in your comforting scent. "I wish I could give you the world," his voice low, longing for you, "if only I had the time." His hand comes to hover over your cheek, thumb barely grazing your cheekbone softly before he's pressing his lips tenderly against yours.

You moan softly returning the kiss, needing the comfort of feeling him just as much as he needed you. Under the front of being 'Captain' you weren't going to bullshit anyone, you were terrified. You tried hiding it under sarcasm and jokes but deep down you were scared out of your mind. Going into this you knew how it could end, but no one is ever truly prepared to die. Your hands hold onto his collar, pulling him impossibly closer. You needed this, to know he was by your side when you weren't feeling too confident in these kinds of situations. To feel his lips mold so dreamily against yours, to make you forget about everything around you if only for a moment. For his hands to hold you like a silent promise of safety, to reassure you that no matter what he'd be right here with you.

His lips were heavenly, soft and careful, willing to give you anything you asked as long as he lived and breathed. Max furrows his brows at the thought of losing you, kissing you harder as he slowly backed you into the nearest wall. You were his reason. His reason for everything good in his life, you helped him find himself, you helped him love. You allowed him to find peace in more ways than one, within himself and within you. He couldn't care less of your current situation, of what was to come or of what might happen. In this moment all he cared for was you and him, sharing one final moment together to find the calm before the storm.

Max was much more gentle than usual, almost as if scared of being too rough. Your hands cupped his jaw and neck, keeping your lips on his, softly yet needy. His knee comes between your thighs, nudging your centre gently as his hands found themselves undoing your pants. "One last time," he murmurs against your lips, he slides down your pants, underwear along with it, "please." his beg is desperate, scared almost. He fumbles to undo the buttons of your shirt, exposing your breasts to the cool air, one hand cupping and squeezing your chest.

"Ok." Your answer is swallowed by his mouth, if this could really be your last day on earth why should you deprive the two of you of one last fuck. 'Fuck it.' Your hands find his chest as you stepped one foot out of your pant leg as Max worked on his own garments. Your hands travel down his torso, slipping under the end of his shirt to feel up his skin. Your fingers grazed his abdomen, nails scratching through his chest hair before you wrap your arms under his arms and around his back, pulling him back into you.

Max brings his lips down to your neck, hands coming around the back of your thighs to lift you, lining his aching cock with your slick entrance. Your legs link around his waist as your arm slips out from under his shirt, wrapping it around his neck, one hand feeling his heartbeat quicken and it stays on his chest. His knee stays under you, pressing against the wall behind you as he uses a hand to guide his cock into you, the other holding your ass in place.

You gasp in unison as Max's cock slides into your fluttering cunt, wet and warm, filling you to the brim. Max exhales against your skin, kissing along your exposed chest as your head rolled back against the wall. He held still for a moment, both of your bodies relaxing as you grow used to the feeling. His head comes back up, lips meeting yours once more before he begins his thrusts, slow and sweet, sliding in deep with every calculated stroke. Your long soft moans matching his rhythm, pulling away from his lips to gasp as Max adjusts his hold on you, shifting himself more upright, pressing you farther against the wall.

You bounce against the wall with his thrusts, your quickened breaths melding as your faces were mere millimetres apart. Your arm around his neck held him tight, your chest pressing against his as Max swallows you every moan. He held you tight in his arms like it his life depended on it. His eyes were closed, his lips brushing against yours while softly nibbling your bottom lip between his teeth, face as close to yours as he could get it. "Fuck." He murmurs breathily against your moans, both from the sensation of you around him and from the idea that this really could be your last. His chest aches for you, cherishing every last moment the universe will give him with you, being able to fuck you so sweet before all hell breaks loose.

His emotions lap onto you with every thrust, feeling him pour his heart and soul into you and he fucks into you so lovingly. He didn't want to let go of you, to let go of this moment, and neither did you. Your free hand cups his cheek, watching his eyes flutter open just barely before you meet his lips for another passionate kiss. "I love you." Max moans against your lips in between kisses, his words only making your stomach jump more with his thrusts. Pulling your lips away to nudge your forehead against his.

"I love you too." You return, your hand on his cheek gliding down and along his neck before it reaches back to fist into his hair. A newly angled thrust bucks into your sweet spot, causing you to throw yourself into him with the new sensation raking pleasure from within you. You rest your forehead against his shoulder, pulling him closer to you as his hips quickened in pace, keeping this new found angle as he continues.

Your moans leave you like a song, never ending and only for his ears. Every sound that left your lips spurred him on, the beautiful melody of your voice making him putty in your hands. "Fuck, I want to fill you," Max speaks mindlessly, "fill you so full over so you know..." His groans leave him with his strokes, voice trailing off as his hands only grip you tighter as he feels himself building his orgasm. "Fuck, I'm going to fill you up, make up for all the times I didn't," his soft rambles continue, voice low and sweet, "and for all the times I won't." He finishes with a soft sucking kisses to your exposed neck, trailing them down to your shoulder.

His words made your heart ache yet flip with arousal, somehow this man could get you melancholy and turned on at the same time and you didn't know how he did it. You didn't want this to be your last, if anything this moment with him has only made you even more determined to make it out alive, just so he will be able to fuck you like this again. "Max," you sigh, throwing your head back against the wall, eyes looking at him through your lashes as your orgasm builds in your core, "when we get out of here," you moan as his thrust hits your cervix, "you better be fucking me like this all the time." You finish with another moan, your arms around his neck pulling his face closer.

He dips his head down to your chest, breasts bouncing with his thrusts as you two slowly edge to your climax. "Please let me fill you." Max's breath was hot against your chest, his lips sucking marks into your skin as he awaited your reply.

"Anything you want." You answer, your hand rubbing his back as the other comes up to rake through his hair, pulling his strands as he kisses your collar, leaving marks all over your skin as he continues. He groans in response, you can feel him throb inside you. Max pushes you harder into the wall, his hand coming to rub your clit as he pushes you closer to the edge. His movements pull a loud moan from your lips, feeling your climax build quicker and quicker with his strokes. He edges you into your pre-euphoric bliss before your orgasm crashes over your is sweet hot waves of pleasure, your moans uncontrollably stringing from your lungs.

You tight cunt squeezes Max relentlessly, enough to cause him own release to follow suite. Max moans into your neck, pushing his cock all the way deep inside you for his final moments of ecstasy, pumping his cum deep into your womb with every soft roll of his hips. "I love you, fuck I love you." The words fell from his lips, fanning over your skin and enveloping you in a loving embrace as he stills himself inside you. You held him in your arms as the two of you recovered from your highs, gently scratching your fingernails against the nape of his neck as you played with the ends of his hair.

Max pulls his head away from your neck, eyes glossy as they lock with yours, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your plump lips. "I mean it," he mumbles barely above a whisper, his hands subbing gingerly against your thighs and up your sides, "I love you." His forehead presses to yours, wanting to feel as close to you as he can. His words pulling a smile from your lips.

"I know," you tease halfheartedly, sliding a hand to his neck and down his chest, "I love you too." You hear him sigh contently at your returned confession, a subtle smile of his own gracing his lips. "I've never heard you say it so many times so fluidly like that." You say softly, hand cupping his jaw while your thumb brushes his cheekbone.

He pulls away enough for you to see his somewhat flustered expression as he stumbles on his words, cheeks growing pink as his eyes avert from yours. You giggled at his response, you found it amusing how even after fucking you the way he just did he can get so nervous over something so little. You lean in to kiss the corner of his lips as an apology, "I didn't mean anything by it, I just think it’s cute." You smile, kissing his lips once more, "I like hearing you say it, and I’ll always return it.”

Max gives you a somewhat embarrassed smile, only making you smile wider in return. He shifts his weight, cock sliding just barely inside your oversensitive cunt causing you to whimper, he chuckles at your reaction. “When this is over, if we make it out," he begins, pulling himself out of you as he speaks, "I'm fucking you full of my cum.” He says, like he's making you a promise, a promise to breed you relentlessly as a reward for making it out alive.

You grin, pulling his chest back to yours as you kiss him one last time. "Deal."

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My Best Friend's Girl Chapter 6: Cruel and Capricious

Series: My Best Friends Girl

Fandom: The Royal Romance

Characters: Drake Walker, Liam Rys, Riley Campbell

Rating: R

Warnings: Some chapters may contain explicit language, mentions of sex.

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After the night in Olivia’s wine cellar, I had given up on trying to fight it. I couldn’t avoid her, and I couldn’t convince her that we weren’t friends. So, we became friends. Not just her dragging me reluctantly along with the rest of the group friends, but actual, know everything about each other, talk about anything, hang out and talk about nothing, friends.

I knew her the name of the town she had grown up in, I knew where her parents were buried, I knew the name of her first boyfriend (I could have lived without that one). I knew who her celebrity crush was. Mostly I listened to her talk. She tried to draw me out, but I wasn’t ready to open up to her.

I’ll admit it, I was afraid. Afraid of the closeness and intimacy that opening up would bring with it. Plus, there was the whole undercover guard thing that I couldn’t really talk about.

The first major event after we returned to the palace was the royal regatta. Good thing I was already on-site overseeing security when Max called me. Begged me, more like it. What was I going to do, say no? I was already there, and it was a legitimate reason to see her again. Not that I needed one anymore.

By that point, we were spending most of our time together anyway. Hell, I spent more time with her than Liam did. A lot more. Not that I was counting. Ok, maybe I was counting a little. It just didn’t make a lot of sense to me. They barely saw each other; how could they be so sure they were in love?

I know, I know. That was just wishful thinking on my part. I’ve never seen Liam so gone on a girl before. I realized he might really pick her. The thought made my stomach hurt.

I would have found a way to be on that boat regardless. Hell if I was letting her go out into open waters without backup. I wouldn’t trust hired hands to risk their lives if something happened and she went overboard.

Max calling me for help just gave me an excuse and provided me with a reason to complain. You know, so no one knew I actually wanted to be there. Especially her. So I gave him a hard time about the begging.

The part I was really looking forward to was the beach party after the regatta. I want to say that I had suggested Bar B Que to Liam, but hell, the truth is, I practically ordered him to put it on the menu. She had mentioned how much she missed it during one of our many late-night conversations and I wanted to do something nice for her, even if I couldn’t take credit for it.

Not gonna lie, it was pretty satisfying to see how much she enjoyed it. Especially after I saw her face when she was presented with the other option.

“I’m pretty sure it’s still moving. I think it just wriggled.” You could literally hear the revulsion in her voice.

“Hey Campbell!” I called to get her attention, “I hope you all came hungry because the real food has arrived.”

After a bit more discussion that I thought was necessary, we explained to Hana and Max what Bar-b-que was and how to eat it.

She was seated on an oversized quilt on the sand, and I sat down next to her.

“Reminds me of cookouts on the lawn or summers with family...”

“Reminds you of Texas, doesn’t it?”

“Yeah.” I don’t know how she does that, she always sees straight through me.

“You sure this was Liam’s idea?”

“I might have mentioned to him that you’d like it.”

“Ah, Drake, that’s so sweet.”

“It is not. Now, would you rather talk, or would you rather eat?”

“Let’s eat! I’m starving! But you’re still sweet.”

“Whatever Campbell.” Why do you say things like that to me? It only makes me want you more.

We continued to talk and eat until everyone was full and honestly pretty messy to boot. So I suggested going into the water. Leave it to Hana to insist that everyone use sunblock.

“Here I’ll do you.” Riley said as she approached me with the sunblock. Holy sweet mother of God! Don’t say things like that!

“This really doesn’t seem necessary.” I said but really I was just afraid that I wouldn’t be able to hide my physical reaction to her touching me.

“Sun safety is no joke.” She gave me such a serious look when she said it that I couldn’t help the smile that tugged up the corners of my mouth.

I stared at her for a moment trying to think of a way out of it. Finally, I just sighed and turned around so she could reach my back.

The first sensation I felt was the coldness of the sunblock itself, followed quickly by the warmth of her hands as they smoothed it over my shoulders and then moved down my back. I closed my eyes and relaxed into it. Her touch felt every bit as amazing as I had imagined it did. Everywhere she touched me turned to fire. My entire body was thrumming with desire.

When she stopped I turned to her and looked down into her eyes, our bodies inches apart, “Is the lady satisfied?” Please don’t stop, I’d give anything to have you touch me like that again.

She tipped her head back and reached her hand up toward me and God help me, for a moment I thought she was about to lean in for a kiss, just when my hand started to move toward her, I saw the tube of sunblock in her hand, “Put some on your face, or you’ll burn there.”

My hand was already in motion so it looked like I was just trying to take the sunblock. Thank God. I rubbed some on my face then looked back at her, “Then you probably want me to put some on your back.” I mean, like she said, sun safety was no joke. I wanted to touch her.

“Actually, yes, I do.” She said as she turned her back to me and flipped her hair over her shoulder.

“You’re killing me Campbell.” No, really, this is torture, exquisite, beautiful torture.

I squirted some in my hand and let it warm up a moment then I ran my hands over her body. My hands touched her skin and I shuddered. How am I the only one feeling this? Thank God she had no idea how she affects me.I took my sweet time. How many chances was I going to get to touch her like that? By the time I was done I had a massive erection, so I got in the water as quickly as humanly possible.

We spent the next few hours splashing each other, racing, swimming and generally bullshitting around. When we got out, we rejoined Max on the beach. I went to get some water bottles for everyone but when I got back, she was with Liam. I mean, of course she was. He was the whole reason she was here, right?

I watched as they disappeared into the tree line near the beach. I knew exactly where he was taking her. The forgotten falls. Solid move actually. Wish I’d thought of it. Not that she’d want to go there with a guy like me anyway. Not that I would ask her even if she did because I couldn’t do that to Liam. The universe can be cruel and capricious sometimes.

They were still gone as the sun started to set. Most of the party goers had left, staff were cleaning up the beach. Just as I was about to go looking for them, they emerged from the tree line. They were holding hands and she was looking up at him, laughing at something he’d just said.

They had been gone a long time and I tried really hard not to think about what they could have been doing during that time. I knew the only access to the falls was from the beach we were on, so I wasn’t worried about a security breach, but anything could happen. A fall, a wild animal, so I would have had to have gone in after them if they hadn’t reappeared when they did.

I was about to leave, give them a little privacy when Constantine showed up. What the hell? He never came to the beach parties. I decided I better stick around, just in case.

Constantine dismissed Riley so I caught up with her and walked to back to the limo.

“It’s fine, Drake, really, I’m ok.”

“It’s dark out now Campbell, I told Liam I’d watch out for you, remember? Just humor me and let me make sure you make it back to the Beaumont’s in one piece.”

“Fine.” She relented, “You wanna ride back with us?”

So much.

“Naw, I have something I need to take care of. Just wanted to see you safely to your car. Take care, see you tomorrow.”

I waited around until Constantine left so I could talk to Liam. He was standing staring out at the water.

“Hey Li, what’s up?” I asked in concern.

“Oh, hey Drake.” He sighed and that sigh was so full of suffering that I could feel it.

“What’s wrong?”

“Did you hear my father’s announcement at the regatta? About stepping down at the end of the season?”

“What? No!” I had not heard that, which meant security hadn’t been briefed on it yet and that was a major oversight. If there was about to a major transfer of power in less than two months, then there were a lot of logistics to deal with. I was about to be busier than Liam, and that’s saying a lot.

But that wasn’t the point at the moment, “You didn’t know? He blindsided you?”

“Yeah. This changes things, maybe.”

“Like what?” I asked.

“It means that whoever I choose at the end of this has be ready now, not in five or ten years. It, it makes it more important that whoever it is can handle the pressures of the crown, right now!”

Ooof. I knew exactly what he was thinking. Riley was smart and she was a fast learner, and I had no doubt she could learn everything she needed to know to be queen, given time. But Liam was out of time.

I reached up and clasped him on the shoulder, “I’m sorry, Li, that’s rough. I know you were hoping to choose Riley, right?”

He nodded his head.

“Did he at least tell you why?”

Liam nodded again then looked at me with tears in his eyes, “He’s dying, Drake. Cancer. They don’t know how long he has. Months probably.”

“Li, shit, that’s-that sucks, I’m so sorry man.”

He shrugged with his hands in his pockets as he gave me a look out of the side of his eye, “Yeah. It’s awful and I am upset about my dad being sick but-“

“But?”

“But part of me is more upset about what this might cost me. And that makes me feel selfish and like a bad son.”

“No, nope! Liam, listen, you have every right to feel some kind of way about this! It does affect you, majorly! You’re allowed normal, human emotions, ok?”

He wiped at the tears in his eyes and nodded, “Ok.”

I had to say the next part, I would have been a terrible friend if I hadn’t. So even though it killed me a little I told him, “Listen, Campbell is smart as hell and she has a good heart. I think she’d make a good queen. And you deserve to be happy. So if she’s the one that makes you happy then you choose her, ok?”

Everything I said was true and I meant it. It still hurt. But the more I thought about it, the more I knew it was true. She was intelligent enough to learn anything, she had a good read on most people and she was kind and compassionate, something lacking in most of the ladies at court. She would make a good queen and more importantly, she loved Liam. She wasn’t using him for his name, his title or his money. If I were going to hand pick a woman for my best friend, I couldn’t have picked anyone better.

That’s because there wasn’t anyone better. That’s why I love her, that’s why he loves her. Yep, the universe is cruel and capricious.

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Steve Harrington-Upside (STV2-SPOILERS AHEAD)

Summary:(please don’t read unless you’ve seen volume 2 of stranger things) You are Dustin’s big sister. Over the years you’ve grown to be close with Steve Harrington. Last summer you admitted you had a thing for him. But he didn’t say anything. You want to be with him but have never seen any signs till now. You are off in the upside down to defeat vecna but something happens

Your POV

“Come on guys come back through” Dustin said tugging on the sheet. We got stuck in the upside down. Everyone was through besides me and Steve. All the sudden I heard a clock. I looked around Steve was gone. Vecna had grabbed me.

Steve’s POV

“Y/N” I said tapping her. “What’s wrong” Dustin yelled. “He’s got Y/N shit” I said shaking her. She was stuck in his trap. I couldn’t lose her. Not like this not now. “Please wake up Y/N come back to me” I said.

She was still stuck in it.

“Guys music now” I yelled. “On it” Eddie said. “Please come back to me” I said cupping her cheek. “Look I’m sorry I didn’t say anything before” I said. “What are you talking about” Dustin said. “Y/N…

Your POV

I snapped out of it and fell into Steve’s arms. He looked like he had been crying.

“Oh thank god your ok” Steve said hugging me. “Steve” I said. “Shhhh it’s ok” he said kissing my forehead. “She’s ok” Robin said. “I’m ok” I said. “I just don’t know what I’d do if I ever lost you” he said hugging me. “Guys come on we gotta move” Eddie said.

“Right” I said. Steve helped me up and I jumped through the gate back to our world. Robin helped me up off the ground. Steve then came through the gate to. He looked at me so worried. “Thank god” Dustin said hugging me. “I couldn’t leave you Dust” I said hugging him.

“Thank god Henderson” Eddie said. “So what’s the plan” I said. “Why did he let you live not that I’m mad I just” Eddie said. “Gee Eddie thanks” I said. “Yeah I mean he sent you back” Max said.

I sat down by Steve. I told them everything he showed me is plan and where he came from. But I left out how he showed my family dead and Steve too. And he had just left me alone.

“Jeez Y/N” Robin said. “Are you sure your ok” Steve said. I nodded. I just couldn’t risk losing Steve. After everything. “Yeah Steve I’m alright” I said. “That’s because Y/N is a badass” Eddie said.

We made a plan to attack vecna but we needed supplies. So we ended up stealing some huge RV. Just what I needed to add to my list of things grand theft auto.

I sat in the front with Steve. The kids were in the beck along with Eddie and Robin.

“You know I always thought about getting one of these one day” Steve said I smiled. “Really” I said. “Yeah every summer me and a whole burde of Harringtons , five six kids” Steve said. “Six kids Steve really” I said laughing.

“Yeah six little nuggets three boys and three girls” Steve said. “You sure your up for all that” I said. “Well I’ve only had some experience Y/N” Steve said. “So who would you plan on having these kids with” I said. “There’s this girl you know I used to think she was way out of my league” Steve said.

“Turns out she wasn’t she’s so smart and beautiful in every single way, truthfully I don’t know why she puts up with me” Steve said. “She’s just one of a kind and honestly I wish I wouldn’t got to know her more from the start” Steve said I smiled.

“She sounds great” I said tearing up. “She’s insanely perfect and I’d do anything for this girl” Steve said looking at me. “Yeah” I said. “Yeah I mean she’s tough she doesn’t need my help but, regardless I’ll always protect her” Steve said smiling. I smiled.

I looked out the window teary eyed. I didn’t know he felt this way about me. The RV stopped we were finally at our stop.

“I’ll give you guys a minute” Eddie said hiding in the bathroom on the RV. “You got it” Robin whispered in my ear. Everyone got out and went into the store. I looked at Steve. “So” I said. “What do you think” Steve said.

“I think that he’s out of his mind with the whole six kids thing” I said he laughed. “But the rest of it” Steve said. “I really think that he should kiss her” I said. “He’s been an idiot” Steve said cupping my cheek. “Yeah but she still loves him” I said. He kissed me. We kissed for a minute.

Everything felt so perfect in that moment. I had been waiting for this moment for years.

“I love you” Steve said. “Steve” I said tearing up. “I’ve always loved you Y/N Henderson” Steve said. “Shut up and kiss me again Harrington” I said he kissed me. “You two can make six kids later” Eddie said. “Yeah seriously” Dustin said.

“Sorry” we said. “We gotta get going” Erica said. “Yeah Jason was there” Lucas said. “So how’d it go” Robin said. “They would’ve probably made six kids if I didn’t stop them” Eddie said. “Ew don’t I don’t wanna picture that” Dustin said.

Later….

After everything happened. We went to help out people who had lost there homes. I grabbed some of my stuff some old blankets and stuffed animals.

“Is that all mom” I said. “Yes and be careful ok” Mom said. “Always” I said. “Who’s taking you” Mom said. Steve pulled up with his car. “My boyfriend” I said she smiled. “Finally you know you two will make me some cute grand babies” Mom said.

“One step at a time Mrs. Henderson” Steve said walking over. “Take care of my little girl” Mom said. “Mom” I said. “Oh I know you aren’t little but I’m happy for you” Mom said. “We should head over” Steve said. “Yes” I said. “Be careful” Mom said.

“She’s something huh” I said putting the box in his trunk. “Just wait one day you and I will have some little Harringtons” Steve said I smiled. “We need to comprise on the number” I said. “You don’t want six kids” Steve said as we got in his car.

“You aren’t the one that would be giving birth to them Steve” I said. “We could wait after the first three” Steve said. “How’s four” I said. “Maybe I’ll think about it” Steve said.