#or idk Chrissy could start it so I can make it

[pizzaqueen]

Puck could be a cute nickname for Robin though (as in Robin Goodfellow aka Puck)

[just1cefor4ll]

Your Overlord! Husk is just so 🫠 So I HAD to request something for him!

Reader works at the Casino. She is Husk's favorite waitress (maybe because she is his gf idk 👀) and deals with rude costumers more often than she'd like. During one of those situations, they corner her for trying to "stick her nose in somebody else's business". Overlord! Husk deals with them before they have the chance to do anything. After the situation is taken care of, he steals her away to dote on her <3

This is the (slightly modified) piece of dialogue that inspired my request. Feel free to use it, if you want!

Reader, backing up: "Gentlemen, gentlemen. Let's be civil about this. Let's make a deal; you leave, and you don't die a second time. How does that sound?"

Sinner: "And how do you intend to kill us, dollface?"

Reader: "Oh, no, I can't kill you. But my boss can. Say hi, boss."

Overlord! Husk, appearing behind reader: "Hi."

I'm aware of how cringe this is, but I couldn't help myself ;;

oh my god this isn’t cringe at all!! i love this sm !! hope ive managed to write this how you wanted and that you enjoy reading this as much as i enjoyed writing this<33

warnings: bad grammar, swearing, alcohol, mention of harassment, the sinners might be sexist? (if i forgot anything tell me in the comments)

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Overlord!Husk x waitress reader

You’ve met Husk a few years ago after you have just fallen into the dark place called Hell. You stumbled upon the casino after you accepted that this was your life— well afterlife for the rest of eternity, and damn, eternity is a long time! So you decided to look for a job, a job you had when you were alive; a waitress.

Husk hired you after a week of you being “on trial” as he likes to call it and you were just fit for the job! You had the nerves of a saint since you used to deal with drunk people that drowned themselves in alcohol and decided to throw the tiny bit of dignity away and harass the workers who didn’t really sign up for being harassed. At your old job you were usually the one that calmed fights and disagreements down and people were really grateful for that. You could say you were like the mom of that last bar you worked at!

Today the casino was calmer the usual, just sinners chatting away and dancing on the dance floor or just having a drink after a long day of work. The day was slow yes, but at least you didn’t have shitty customers to worry about; you thought to yourself but then suddenly the bars doors slam open and in come 4 not so friendly looking fox demons. You hated those kinds of demons, they usually tried to steal and just make your afterlife a living hell— well if that’s even possible since you already are in hell.

You shoot your fellow employees a uncertain glance and walk over to the demons to ask if they decided on their drinks. They snickered as they ordered their drinks and whispered to themselves as you went to get the drinks they wanted. The bartender, Chris, was a fellow friend of yours and as he makes the drinks he says with a worried tone; “Hey Y/N I know you’re experienced and shit but please be careful, those guys used to come here often and they like to start fights and they really are not fun to deal with so just, keep your guard up, okay?” He looks at you with genuine worry as he hands the drinks to you and you pick them up with ease; “Don’t worry Chrissy i’ll be extra careful okay? I’ve dealt with assholes when I was alive you really don’t need to worry about me.” You say with a smile and shoot him a wink and walk over to the men that are now playing poker and are betting for a huge amount of money. You place the drinks down and go back to talk with Chris to pass the time.

Husk was in his usual spot in the VIP room of the casino, gambling with some sinners, having a bored look on his face as it was clear the sinner really had no experience. He looks away for a moment to glance to the other side of the casino to see you chatting with the bartender. He smiles for just a bit and looks back at the game. You were quite close since you had both a lot in common and were quite fond of each other. After about a year and a half of you working at the casino, Husk asked you out and you, of course accepted! You got together after that and you couldn’t have been happier. But the only one that knew about your secret relationship was Chris, since you trusted him with that kind of information. You and Husk got married after 2 years of being together and Chris could just tell you two loved each other, you were practically love sick idiots!

“And you know that bitch that took your place while you were sick? She was a total—” You get cut off by the sound of yelling and you turn your head to see what was happening. The fox demons were now yelling and fighting, screaming foul things at each other because the game was apparently “not fair”. You exchange looks with Chris and sigh, walking over to the angered men with a calm look on your face, straightening your uniform.

“Gentlemen, gentlemen! May I ask what is the cause of all of this commotion? You’re disturbing the others that are trying to have a good time.” You say with a calm tone trying to calm the situation and to not raise attention. “Go mind your fucking business bitch you probably put something in our drinks to make us focus less so that asshole can win!” One of them yells and the others nod along with angered looks on their faces. “Im sorry wh—” You get cut off yet again by the one of the angry men; “Just shut the fuck up your so clueless it’s embarrassing you probably don’t even know how to do your job properly” Another one of them says grabbing your wrist to pull you down to his height. Your nose scrunches in disgust since you can smell the alcohol from his mouth and you just pray you don’t throw up in his face. He starts to speak again, clearly still annoyed; “How about you fucking go do your job like a good little lady and bring us another drink.” The demon says with a smirk on his face and lets you go and whistles at you as you go to leave. You turn around and glare slightly at the man but take a deep breath and say; “Gentlemen calm yourselves please, let’s be civil about this, yes? How about you either leave this casino and never come back, or you can treat the employees with respect.” You say brushing off your uniform and look at them with a smile fake like the money they were betting on.

“Yea? Or else what?” One of them asks gaining some new found confidence and smirks at you looking you up and down, licking his lips as if you were some kind of prey. “You get to keep your little afterlife and don’t die a second time!” You say with a sarcastic tone and smile. They start to laugh as if you just said the most hilarious thing in the entire world and look at you like a little child who was born yesterday; “Aww and how does a little demon like you intend to do that?” They all snicker awaiting your answer that they were sure it was gonna be even more hilarious then the previous statement you made.

Husk who heard the commotion and has been watching the interaction from afar for almost 10 minutes was growing more and more annoyed by the second. How dare they speak to his wife like that? They think they can just waltz in here and fuck with his wife? Yeah no. He slowly starts to walk towards you and the men and you notice him out from the corner of your eye and smirk, knowing from the look on his face that he was pissed. Maybe even that was not that much of a strong word to describe the anger bubbling up in his body. You look at the demons in front of you and say; “Perhaps you would like to discuss that with my boss?” You say and step back from the demons who replace their smug expressions with confused glances.

“Is there a problem here gentlemen?” Husk asks raising a brow with a annoyed look on his face as the fox demons now look like they’ve pissed themselves. You smirk at the men flipping them off from behind, sticking your tongue out. Your boss from your old job never really bothered to stand up for his employees so it felt good to finally have assholes like them eat their own shit.

The demons scatter and leave money at the table at mumble apologies towards you and Husk and leave the casino without another word. The employees and some of the customers cheer and whistle and scream at the demons to never come back and you cheer a bit yourself, happy that someone finally stood up for you.

The atmosphere was finally back to its normal calm self and Husk looks at you with a bit of a angered look, not because of you, but because he was still pissed someone would just treat his wife like shit, but of course he looks at you with a hint of worry but he’s careful to not show it since he has a reputation to uphold. “Y/N, my office. Now.” He says as he slowly walks over to the back door for employees and you share a worried look with Chris, he looks at you confused and raises a brow at you. You just shrug your shoulders since you’re just as confused as him but you follow closely behind Husk as he wait for you at the employee door. You both walk to his office not far down the hall and he opens the door and lets you enter first. He enters right after you, closing the door behind him. He stays quiet for a bit ask he smokes his cigarette, looking out from the huge window he had in his office.

You stand there nervously and fiddle with your sleeves, hoping you weren’t in trouble, because you really don’t wanna deal with an angry Husk. He throws the cigarette butt out of the window and turns to look at you. He walks up to you cups your cheek in his hand and asks; “Are you okay my love? Did those fuckers hurt you?” He says with worry evident in his voice and you sigh; “No, no they didn’t do anything i’m fine Husker i’ve dealt with shit like this before..” You say looking away from him frowning slightly grabbing your slightly bruised wrist. “I don’t take shit like that to heart.” You say with a smirk.

He smiles softly at you and pulls you closer grabbing you by the waist; “I know Doll I just wanted to check on you, you know? Those guys really are pieces of shit and i’ve wanted to shut them up for a while now, but you did that pretty well yourself~” He says with a smirk and a teasing tone.

“Yeah, yeah I know i’m just the best.” You say with a playful tone and chuckle. “I’m glad you were worried about me tho. I guess the “heartless Overlord” really does have a soft spot for me~” You giggle teasing the cat demon, you knew very well he cared about you, and you were very grateful for that. Husk wraps his tail around your leg and look you up at Husk, shivering slightly from his touch, but you can’t help but admire his features up close. He smirks at the remark and pulls you closer so your bodies are practically touching and your faces are inches apart. He suddenly dips you, your lips barely apart as he grabs you firmly, careful so you don’t fall and and smiles, a genuine smile you have never seen before, a smile that Husk himself couldn’t believe he had used and says;

“Hm, well love, you might just happen to have a special spot in this dead heart of mine~”

He says and leans in closing the small gap between you two. Your breath hitches at the contact but you don’t hesitate to kiss back, a simple act that made your heart flutter even though you’ve done this a million times before. You smiled into the kiss and you started to wonder how you could have found such a great partner.

It was kind of funny, you really were a match made in hell.

[redstarwriting]

hobie brown with a pink gf

hobie brown x badass pink!fem!reader hcs

request?: yes

request: “HI RED!!!! idk if you’ve done this already but i really wanna see what hobie would be like with a badass pink!gf. like she wears pink demonias nd stuff but can like hold her own yk? i hope this makes sense LMAO”

requested by: anon

warnings:  language, mentions of stealing, alluding to s*xual harassment from men, cops

a/n: omggg the only person i could think of with this request is chrissy chlapecka wearing her all pink outfits and telling everyone to hit men with their cars LMAO thank you for the request, anon🖤

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- givin me chrissy chlapecka vibes - he loves it - listen - if you have any type of distinct style or attitude going against what most people believe - or one that challenges any type of authority or societal beliefs - Hobie immediately respects you - doesn’t necessarily mean he will be best friends with you - but he respects people who he can see have that kind of rebellious “fuck the patriarchy” attitude - so when he saw you - all pink outfit - pink makeup - pink accessories - pink boots that look like they could kill a man - exactly what you intend with said boots btw - he respected it - especially since you seemed to be taking the stereotypical “girl color” (whatever the fuck that means) and putting a spin on it they wouldn’t like - and girl when he saw you kick some man’s ass - all pretty in pink? - he was like ooh yeah - oh she’s the one - he loves to steal anything and everything pink that he sees - all for you - and he does - this style you have is the definition of him saying “Wear whatever you want, I can fight.” - and in response - you just scoff - “I’ll wear whatever I want, I can fight.” - he loves it - he loves that you’re always ready to stomp someone’s face with your pretty little boots - the amount of time he’s actually had to hold you back is amazing - and he doesn’t hold you back because he thinks you won’t beat the person’s ass - or because he wants you to be the ”better person” or whatever the fuck that is - but because he doesn't want the piggies getting any ideas when it comes to you - he knows you can hold your own - but he can’t help but be a little protective of you - and he just doesn’t trust cops - they’d see you looking all pretty and try something - not on his watch - he’ll take over if there are cops around - but if it’s just a slimy man? - he’ll still be there, ready to step in and kill the guy at any time - but you can handle yourself - so he lets you handle yourself - he loves when you paint his nails for him - he has so many shades of pink nail polish now - and you’ll paint his nails all pink all the time - at first, he was kinda like hmmmmm am i gonna like this? - spoiler - he did - he still paints his nails black all the time but when you ask to put some pink in there he’s all for it - he doesn’t realize his flat is slowly becoming more and more pink as you start to move in - because he doesn’t necessarily care all that much - he really likes the color now - but when Gwen comments on it he’s like… oh yeah - “Hobie? Have you found a new love for the color pink?”   “What?”   “Your place. There’s so much pink in here.”   “Oh… (Y/n) and I are gettin’ serious. She’s been movin’ in. But yeah, I do fancy the color pink, now. What of it?” - he does have a favorite shade of pink that you wear - but he loves when you wear all pink - so he acts like he doesn’t have a favorite - but he’s bad at it - cause the minute you wear a bright obnoxious shade of pink? - he’s gone - he’s simpin - he’s in love - he will compliment you more than he already does - which is a lot - and have his hands all over you - needless to say you’ve incorporated that color into your wardrobe a lot more - he just loves your style - and your attitude - the two of you are the government’s worst enemy honestly - and even though you’re a badass - you don’t need a man or anyone for that matter - you have a soft spot for your anarchic asshole - and sometimes you just like to see him be the badass - cause he sure can be - you’re a “don’t fuck with us” couple - a “fuck around and find out” couple - and the two of you wouldn’t want it any other way <3

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[recklesssturniolo]

submissive stoner chris 😈😈😈 basically after chris smoked a little bit to much he’s just laying on bed being whiny and begging for reader to touch him

Smoke With Me - C.S

You request I provide, sub!Chris, mommy kink, weed involved, reader & him are friends

NSFW below, leave if you’re a minor

Laying in my bed watching a show, my phone buzzes. Glancing over I see it’s a text from Chris. His brothers and I have been good friends for a few months now, so it wasn’t odd for him to message me.

Chris: You up?

Y/N: Yeah what’s up?

Chris: Come smoke w me

Y/N: Idk if I’m down for that tn

Chris: Come onnnn don’t make me do it alone

Y/N: Fine, I’ll be there in 10

Chris: I knew you wouldn’t let me down

Getting up and changing from my pjs to a random pair of jeans and a red short sleeve shirt, I grab my phone and head out the door. The walk wasn’t long so I ended up getting there in less than 10 minutes. Knocking at the door, I sigh as no one seems to be coming to answer it. After probably 5 minutes the door swings open and I’m greeted by Chris in sweats and a white tank top.

“Could you have taken any longer to answer the door?” I ask as I rolled my eyes, letting myself inside.

“Oh calm down I didn’t even take that long. Come on let’s go out back” He smiles back.

We make our way out back and pass the joint back and forth, small conversation being made between us as we did.

“Think you can handle one more?” Chris smirks. His eyes already red, as I was positive mine were too.

“Worth a shot” I giggle back.

Repeating what we did previously with the first joint, we end up finishing it - not surprising to either of us.

“No way! You have to been kidding that’s insane” I laugh while listening to Chris tell me an old memory of his

“I’m serious Y/N, I can’t believe you’re laughing right now” He replies, however slightly laughing as he did.

“Oh relax Chrissy” I smile, “Let’s go watch a movie or some shit”

“Good idea” He responds. Getting up, grabbing a few snacks and leading me up to his room.

We both lay down on the bed, Chris and I randomly choosing a movie. Lying there, I put my head on his chest and my leg over him. I thought nothing of it but noticed him readjust himself a bit. I shrugged it off and returned my attention to the movie.

I glance over as I feel Chris place his hand on my thigh, and drawing small circles on it. Glancing at his face for just a moment I couldn’t help but notice how good he looked and more importantly how I could feel myself getting turned on just by his hand on my thigh.

I smirk to myself before purposely moving my leg so it rubbed up, then down his dick before leaving it in place on his dick. I feel his eyes on me, and his dick starting to become hard, but I force myself to focus on the tv.

“Hard already?” I smirk, taking Chris’ attention away from the tv.

“Can’t help it that you’re hot” He shrugged.

“Yeah? Think so?” I smirked.

“Come on don’t keep teasing me, you know what you were doing” He replies.

My breath catches in my throat hearing that, knowing I was purposely trying to tease him but not thinking he’d directly call me out for it.

“I could help take care of your problem there” I replied, my hand moving up his thigh.

“Fuck please” He says while looking at me, even with how red his eyes were, it was still easy to see he was begging.

“What makes you think you deserve that?” I question.

“I’ll be good I promise” He replies.

“Yeah? You’ll be a good boy for me?” I say, our faces inches apart now, noticing how different his eyes looked since he was high.

He nods before smashing his lips onto mine. Our tongues immediately fighting for dominance. The lust more than prominent as we kissed. I bring my hand down and begin palming him over his sweat pants.

“Fuck” He whimpers.

“I’ve barely done a thing and you’re already whimpering? So needy” I smirk.

“I need - fuck - your mouth on my dick please” He whines.

“You want mommy to make you feel good hm?” I ask.

“Yes yes” He replies while nodding his head.

I pull down his sweat pants, then his boxers and his dick springs out hitting against his stomach. I spit onto it, licking the tip, then from the base to the top. Using my hand to jerk him off, but my movements slow.

“More mommy please” He whines out, throwing his head back.

“Look at you, such a whiny boy for me” I say before placing all of him into my mouth.

“Holy fuck” He instantly moans out. Moving his hand to the back of my head.

I continue bobbing my head up and down, using my hand at times for what I couldn’t fit into my mouth.

“You’re not coming in my mouth” I state, pulling away.

“What? Wait why did you stop?” He asks.

“You’re first gonna be a good boy and make mommy feel good, then you’re gonna come inside of me” I smile.

“Can you - can you sit on my face? Fuck I want your pussy practically suffocating me, please?” He groans.

“Only since you asks so nicely” I reply.

Removing my pants and panties, I position myself directly above his mouth. Feeling him drag two fingers across my pussy.

“So wet” He mumbles.

“Come on pretty boy, get to work” I say.

Instantly, he pulls me down and begins licking between my folds. A moan leaving my mouth as his tongue made circles over my clit and flicked his tongue on my pussy.

“Making mommy feel so good, fuck” I groan out.

“Tastes so fucking good” He mumbles from between my thighs.

Letting him continue for a few minutes, I ride his face as he does, but push myself off of him.

“No no come on my face please mommy” He whines, wiping the corners of his mouth.

“Don’t you want me coming around your dick instead pretty boy?” I smirk.

“I - okay yes I don’t care I just need to be inside you” He replies.

I lower myself, and reposition so I was now hovering above his dick. Letting his tip inside of me, before lifting my self off, repeating this a few times. Chris letting out groans of frustration from my teasing.

“Mommy please, I need you so badly” He whimpers, his hips thrusting upwards in an attempt to get more.

I smile before replying, “Such a needy boy for me aren’t you”

He doesn’t get a chance to respond as I lower myself onto him fully.

“Fuck you’re so big” I moan out, the sensation of him inside of me driving me crazy. My body now moving up and down faster, craving to feel him deeper inside of me.

“Mommy you feel so good, I’m not going to last long” He moans out his hands on my waist guiding me.

“That’s okay, you’ve been such a good boy for me you deserve to come” I nod.

At that he now begins thrusting his hips upwards. Our bodies hitting each others at the perfect tempo, his dick now directly hitting my g-spot.

“Fuck fuck fuck” I moan, not even able to stop myself from coming, my legs trembling as I orgasmed.

“I’m - coming holy shit don’t stop” Chris groans, his hands gripping my waist tightly and him throwing back his head.

I continued to ride him until I knew he had come down from his high, and I did too.

“Fucking hell I’ve heard sex was good high but I didn’t picture it as good as that” He says, his eyes on me as I lift myself off of him.

“Never pictured you so whiny and needy” I smirk back.

I notice a slight blush form on his cheeks as he rolls his eyes. He gets up out of bed before tossing me a shirt of his, I thank him and put it on.

“Hey Chris?” I say.

“If you’re gonna call me needy again I swear to god” He replies.

“Was gonna tell you how good you felt but not with that attitude” I laugh.

“I was looking at you, I know how good I was making you feel, you don’t need to tell me” He winks.

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[harrywavycurly]

Do you think Eddie would tell Wayne about reader wanting a double date?? How would that go?👀 I know Wayne would knock some sense into him!😂❤️

Hiii lovey!!! So I wasn’t sure if I was gonna actually post this or not but I’m in a really good mood so I’m gonna give y’all this (sorry it’s at a random ass time lol) so I hope y’all enjoy💖

-find all things Trouble Next Door here✨

*also idk if it’s just me but this lowkey might make you sad? I hope not though!*

“She wants to do what now?” “A double date…she thinks it’ll help us move on or something.” “Move on? From…Chrissy and Steve or…” “please don’t start Wayne.” “Sorry…so what are you gonna do?” “Since when have I ever told her no? She seems really set on the idea…been talking about it for the last day or two.” “Who is she thinking of asking on this date?” “No fucking clue…she hasn’t mentioned anyone for her or for me.” “You’re letting her pick who you go on a date with? Damn son…you’ve really got it bad huh?” “I just want her to be happy…that’s all I’ve always wanted for her…really thought Steve was gonna be it for her…fucking asshole.” “But what about you? What’s gonna make you happy Eddie?” “Being in her life..anyway I can.” “How long has it been?” “How long has it been since…what?” “How long have you been in love with her?” “Oh uhm…I uh…I don’t know?” “You don’t know? So it’s been that long then?” “I know there was this moment when I turned sixteen and just got the van…I remember picking her up and just driving around because I was just so excited to be driving on my own and wanted to take her somewhere…I rolled the windows down and had the music up loud and she…she looked over at me with this huge grin on her face and her hair was blowing everywhere and…and I remember wondering if her eyes always had that sort of glow to them when she smiled…and if her laugh always sounded like a melody to a song that I could listen to over and over again…I almost ran a stop sign because I just…couldn’t look away from her.” “Eddie…” “I love her…so fucking much and…and I just want her to be happy Wayne…I need her to be happy.” “What if you’re the one that’ll make her happy? She deserves to know how you’ve been feeling son.” “It’s pointless…She told me she loved Steve more than she loved me.” “Well he was her husband…and she doesn’t know how you feel so maybe she just hasn’t had her moment like you did in the van at sixteen yet…because maybe she doesn’t want to risk loosing you? Have you thought about that?” “I don’t know…” “you deserve to be happy just as much as she does…I think you owe it to yourself to get your feelings out there in the open before you have to watch her be with someone else who we both know won’t be good enough.” “What if she doesn’t feel the same?” “What if she does?…we both know either way you’re gonna cry so might as well just rip the bandaid off and see what happens.” “I hate to say it…but you’re right…” “damn straight I am…now come on…coffees getting cold.”

[xoxo-sarah]

I Wanna Be Yours || Part 14

Part 13 | part 15

↝a/n: thank you to @brentfaiyazbm for the music suggestion! I really appreciate it. 🩷

↝pairing: Robin Buckley x fem!Wheeler!reader

↝Warning: not proofread, possible spoilers, cannon events, Vecna has cursed reader, near death, the usual stranger things stuff idk, point of view switching at times, ANGST, crying, family issues, Vecna, Chrissy, etc.

↝⎙ 8.26.24

After the 45-minute nap, you felt more refreshed. Your head didn't hurt, your eyes didn't feel like they were going to roll out of their sockets.

Opening the door to the RV, you heard Steve and Robin talking. Steve glanced up, a mischief glaze to his eyes. Robin looked over her shoulder, her lips in a tiny smile. “Sleep good?” You nodded, not knowing how to express your gratitude for her.

“The best I've had in a while.” She scooted over, making room for you on the thin cushion. Steve went back to pouring the liquid in old glass bottles. “So…you two made a bet on if I liked Robin or not?”

“I told her! She was too much of a scaredy-cat."

“I mean, understandable.” You offered Robin a reassuring pat on the knee, catching the way her ears reddened.

“I showed her proof. Fast Times…” Steve started with a grin, watching your face drop.

“That was… Mike.”

Steve squinted his eyes, “Sure.”

“So does this mean you two are finally together or…?”

Robin avoided eye contact with either of you, "With everything going on-"

“Can I talk to you?”

At the sudden appearance of Nancy, the hand on Robin's knee instantly retracted. Robin deflated as you looked up at Nancy.

You followed your sister into the RV, fidgeting in your spot as she closed the door.

“I didn't mean…what I said about you not helping.” She whispered. Apologizing wasn't something normalized in your family.

“I get it. I've been…distracted. I'll admit that I haven't been much help.”

Nancy nodded, silence blanketing the air for a few moments.

“Nance,” You broke the thick silence, “I couldn't live with myself if something happened to you.” If you were to go home now, you wouldn't know what was happening to her, with no way of helping her if something were to go south.

Nancy stared at you with intensity. “Why do you think I don't want you going? Mom would never forgive me.”

Oh.

“Nothing is going to happen to me.”

“You don't know that. I've noticed how you've been acting. You could get possessed- or whatever- any moment."

Biting your bottom lip, you tried to think of something comforting to say.

“I'm scared.” She whispered, breaking your train of thought. Your shoulders dropped.

“We all are. It's normal to be scared of having to fight Vecna, not knowing his next move. It's perfectly normal, Nance."

You haven't called her that in a while, always feeling obligated to call her Nancy, not a nickname.

A loud scream echoed from outside. Nancy immediately opened the door, rushing out. You jumped out, taking in the scene. All of your friends laid sprawled out in the grass, they laid still, eyes wide open. A pearly hue took over their eyeballs. Hearing a thump from behind you, you turned around. Nancy laid on the ground, eyes wide and ghostly white. You kneeled, frantically shaking her body, yelling her name. It was no use. You knew that. This wasn't real. It was Vecna.

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“Help!” Nancy shook your body, watching as your eyes twitched, rolled back into your head. “Guys!”

Robin and Steve were there in an instant, jumping into the RV to see a frantic Nancy.

She had tears cascading down her cheeks, voice breaking from yelling for you so loud. Her body shook, not being able to breathe with all the sobbing.

Steve was at Nancy's side, Robin freezing for a minute.

The color of your eyes were gone, shaking in the back of your head. The eyes she found so beautiful.

Your face was blank, void of emotion. The smile she kissed not that long ago was so far gone.

Robin's legs almost gave out then and there.

“Y/n! Please.” Nancy broke from Steve's grip, grabbing your arms again. “C'mon, please. I can't lose you.” The hatred she had shown for you this whole time was gone. Any bit of frustration was replaced with fear for you.

She needed you.

She needed her sister.

Robin dashed to the little table you had taken your nap at, scrounging around in the brown paper bag. Luck didn't seem to be on her side. When she found the Walkman, she pulled it out of the bag. It was frantic movement, the headphones unplugged, fumbling under the table. She dove after it, falling to her knees and scrambling after the headphones. Grabbing them, she came back up, hitting her head on the corner of the table. Ignoring the pain, she plugged everything together, running over to you.

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Looking up, the surroundings had changed. You sat at the bottom of the staircase in your house. It was warm, chatter echoing throughout the house.

Confused, you reluctantly stood, wiping at the hot tears on your cheeks. Looking down, you weren't wearing the jeans and dirty shirt you once wore. Instead, you wore nice clothes, ones you wear on holidays or important dinners and events.

Although you looked the part, you had never felt more out of place.

Your feet moved on their own, walking toward the dining area. Everyone was there. Your mom sat the table, your dad in tow. He hadn't helped her set the table before, ever.

“Dear!” Everyone sitting at the table looked up, their individual conversations coming to a halt. They watched as your dad walked over, bringing you into a side hug. You instantly became rigid, unfamiliar with the feeling. “There she is!”

Your mom, Holly, Mike, Eleven, Nancy, and Jonathan stared up at you, uncanny smiles etched on their faces.

The next thing you knew, your chair was being pushed into the table by your father. The fresh smell of the regular Thanksgiving dinner wafted through the air. Everyone went back to their conversations, reaching for and handing the different bowls and plates of food. You awkwardly sat there, watching everyone laugh and have a good time.

Mike and Eleven added Holly to their conversation, making her laugh. Nancy sat to your right, holding Jonathan's hand under the table. Your father pulled out your mother's chair, getting a kiss on the cheek as a payment. He walked to the other end of the table, to his normal seat. Before he sat down, he directed his attention to you again.

Life seemed perfect, uncannily so. Everyone was happy, getting along.

“This is perfect, isn't it?” His eyes crinkled, cheeks having to hurt from how hard he was grinning. “You could have all of this.” As if just in a blink of an eye, your dads eyes were fully white, voice deeper. “But you have to be different.”

Your chair scratched against the floor as you stood in a hurry. Chest feeling heavy with panic, you walked away from the table, from everyone's attention being on you again.

You needed fresh air.

As the front door came into view, your eyebrows furrowed. You panicked, hands shaking as they pulled at the boards of wood keeping you trapped. Your hands never stopped working to get out, determined.

A huge, wrinkly hand caressed your face, as soon as your head turned, making you jump. Looking into the lifeless eyes, you couldn't help the tears rolling down your cheeks, as the deformed mouth opened and Chrissy's voice came out.

Staring at the mutilated face, you were frozen in place. The hand was still on your face, turning you to fully face Vacna. “Y/n.” a sob raked your body, Chrissy's sweet voice ringing into the air, pulling at your heart. “Y/n!” Your eyes squeezed shut.

“Look at me!” The deep voice rang out again, making chills run up your spine.

"C'mon, please!” The new voice seemed to make Vecna mad. Your tears stopping at the new voice. Although the voice cracked in terror, it soothed you.

Your lips twitched, remembering the feeling of Robin's lips.

“No!” Vecna bellowed.

“Get off of me!" You pushed him away with all your strength, his claw leaving your face. He snarled, leaping at you.

The scenery changed. Now, everything was red. Vines were together, growing straight up like tree trunks. A broken staircase was to your right, leading to a set of double doors.

“Give up already.” Vecna taunted, standing behind you. “Chrissy did.” Your head involuntarily snapped to the side.

A scream ripped through your throat. Held up by vines, Chrissy's mutilated body sat in the trunk of vines.

Eyes hollowed, jaw broken.

Just as your knees gave out, a new sound- a song- echoed throughout the area.

“Join her.” Vecna ignored the music, “It's easier than hiding.” You got dragged up, staring up at him.

He brought the other hand up, hovering it over your face. Your eyes squeezed shut.

It would be easy.

Everything would stop.

It would all stop for you.

~ Uh, As I was walkin' by, saw you standing there with a smile~

Vecna growled, flexing his hand.

~Lookin' shy you caught my eye, thought you'd want to hang for a while~

“Please! God, please.” The image of inside the RV was behind Vecna as you opened your eyes. Steve held Nancy as she sobbed, watching your body levitate.

Robin wrapped her arms around you, tightly. She was begging the sky.

“No,” You croaked, watching as everyone broke because of you. Something snapped in your brain. “No!” You yelled, pushing his hand away.

He fought you, grabbing at you as you tried to run away. The music continued to play in the background, cries, and yells mixing in.

You just made progress. Kissed Robin, spoke with Nance.

You had so much more to do, so much more to fix.

You can't do that if you give up now.

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Robin sobbed, screeching as your body fell down.

You gasped, legs and back hurting from the impact.

Robin instantly hugged your body closer, her tears mixing with your own.

Nancy's legs gave out, Steve coming with her as she fell to the ground. Her hands scrambled to touch you, to feel that you're actually here, alive.

Steve's eyes teared up, causing him to hide his face in Nancy's hair.

“You scared us.” Nancy rubbed your calf in comfort.

Robin sniffed, “Thought I lost you after I just got you.” She hiccuped, kissing at your forehead.

You didn't care that there were other people.

Lifting your hand up, you pulled her face down, connecting your lips in a tearful kiss.

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[cyanbugremix]

Reductive Audio #7 Spoilers

Uhh this is just a list of my favorite facts from the reductive audio

All d(a)emons are ambidextrous, and Ivan is left-handed, but the cool part is that Ivan became ambidextrous when Vega was controlling him (idk is that cool?? It's interesting for sure)

Brachium has only ever experienced vanilla extract through the memories of the dead.

Caelum on the other hand has made a "Vanilla Extract Tumblr Cake" (one of those polls where people "bake a cake" and it has too much vanilla extract voted for, i think) and it turned out horrible!

In Mario games, Elliot was forced to play as Luigi by Aaron, because of his at home nickname being "Ell/L" and Luigi starts with an L (you get the gist. It sounds the same)(Elliot wanted to be toad tho)(Aaron would play as Mario)

Gavin technically can and has pretended to read a book, he just has never actually committed to doing so

Lasko is scared of heights even though he knows that he could catch himself if he were to fall, so he thinks the fear is annoying

Damien peut parle français (Where did Damien learn french?? At home? School? As a hobby?)

Ash was taller than David, until David hit puberty and shot up (thus the big guy nickname came to be)(Seriously tho. So many boys would shoot up in like 3 months during summer break and be wayy tall when we'd get back to school and I was always amazed that someone could grow that tall that quick)

Oof T-T Sam was close with his Grandma Adeline (Adelene?), and when she passed he went back home to Mont Blanc to say goodbye to her grave (he snuck into the cemetery at night because he was a vampire by then)

Kody was gonna originally be involved with Closeknit, but then his character was taken in a different direction (makes lots of sense. He would be a closeknit guy)

Huxley was the fastest kid in his grade because he was obsessed with Bionicles (specifically pohatu with the mask of speed) (omg i forgot about bionicles until I looked them up again. I never did anything with them but I remember them)

Milo doesn't drink alcohol because he doesn't want to find out if he can get addicted to things as easily as his dad

Avior has HEARD of Gavin but never met him before

Oldest 3 d(a)emons in order: Polaris (Dead), Vega (dead for a bit but alive again), Ursa (elation daemon)

Camelopardalis has been in therapy for 2 years to work through the the bad memories that he had to keep of the whole Vega and Ivan problem (and he hasn't wiped his therapists memories yayy!!)

Arden took out the second most shades (David is the winner in taking out the most) during the Inversion, and Christian and her defended the VIP box through the whole night, even when Christian couldn't stay in wolf form

Kelsey started the Chrissy nickname! (Arden and Asher use it the most)

Aaron, when Elliot's powers first manifested, would imagine what it was like to be magical (He wanted to be a "Warder" and do force field stuff)

BLAKE WAS GOING TO ORIGINALLY BE CALLED CARVER OMG

Zeke (Member of Closeknit) drinks "Cactus Cooler" (orange and pineapple soda)

Xavier (contra-elemental) was originally supposed to survive the inversion

Bailey's mother is beta of the Keaton pack

DJ Anxiety (Hudson) still makes mixes, he just hasn't done live DJ-ing since the Inversion

Gregory Keaton doesn't exist in the Fooliverse (his parents never met in that AU)

Anton doesn't like gore, and bcuz of that he prefers black and white horror movies (modern ones often have too much gore in them) (Such a vibe for him)

Brachium was the last serenity daemon created by Min'Ara's own hands

E'Laetum has a grudge against Vega because Vega was specifically built to be the opposite of Polaris (even tho the dude didn't have a say in his creation)

Quinn sounded like he was interested in turning Darlin' (but they never could figure out if he was serious or not)

Hush was supposed to originally be apart of one of Echo's "deals"

Porter's maker was a dude named Felix, who got executed because Felix seemed to really like creating progeny (as well as being horrible to them)

Alexis resents Porter for becoming William's favorite when he wants someone to go out and do whatever, because Alexis does more "collateral damage" than Porter

(And there's cool Vampire lore from The Summit vampires from 26:18-27:36)

[mytragedyperson]

Wait, has anyone heard 18 by Anarbor? I'm gonna assume yes and, if not, oh well. But that song is so Eddie coded, specifically steddie. Like Steve starts dating Eddie either for his parents' attention or to piss them off, and Eddie kinda knows he's being used but doesn't really care because, like, how else is he gonna get his longtime crush, Steve Harrington, who is so far out of his league? So he goes along with it, but along the way Steve actually develops feelings for him. Like, that's just them.

Also on a lesser note, if we're talking bisexual Eddie, I could kinda see some cheerleader or otherwise popular girl hanging out with him to piss off their parents. Whether they do anything or not is up for debate but they don't admit it.

Just bisexual Eddie who all the popular kids like to fuck out of rebellion to their parents.

Also i was gonna suggest hellcheer but I really can't see Chrissy using him like that, but yeah.

Also is this maybe a modern/no upside down/ they're just normal teens Au? Maybe, maybe not.

I don't know why I suddenly see Eddie this way but I just feel like it would make sense. Like, he's the guy people warn their kids about but, also, i know Eddie is usually seen as kinky, and I'm not saying he wouldn't be, but when he's with cheerleaders (and maybe the occasional jock) he prefers to take his time and really make sure they feel good and enjoy themselves. He's lowkey the best fuck most of them have had but none of them can admit it, because that would mean admitting they fucked the freak.

And then Eddie and Steve start dating and its bi4bi experienced Eddie/ experienced Steve. Also if you like poly ships maybe Chrissy dates them as well. IDK, I'll admit I was thinking about this at like 1 in the morning when i was about to go to bed and just remembered

[mattsmommy69]

We cant be friends (part 1)

Summary: your best friends with Matt and nick but you and Chris are especially close. What happens when you’re drunk and Chris takes care of you.

Warnings: sub!chris, fem!reader, angst, fluff, pet names, aggression, puke

Notes: idk how I feel about this honestly. I randomly got motivated and literally did it and 2 hours so don’t be to mean. first Chris fic hope you enjoy! Don’t steal my work!!! Comment for a part two and I will make one!

I’m currently on the dance floor, drink in my hand, in my red little dress feeling better than ever. I was currently at Tara yummy’s 1 million party, what a fucking dream. It was even better than I imagined. Thankfully my best friends the sturniolo triplets invited me to come with them. (Specifically chris because he is my best friend and knew how much I wanted to come.) Chris watched me as I drunkenly danced and all he could think about was how bad I was gonna feel in the morning.

I decided to take a break from dancing and walk back to the bar (which was the last thing I needed to do) As I am about to make it to the counter I feel a harsh slap to my ass. “WHAT THE FUCK” I turn around to see a complete fucking stranger just smacked the fuck out of my ass and is grinning about it. “Why would you-“ I go to say before Chris comes up from behind me and grabs my arm to push me further away from the situation. Before I can open my mouth again to try and defend myself Chris punches the man that smacked my ass fully across the face and knocks him to the ground. “Ever touch my fucking girl ever again and I will kill you next time.” He says as he turns and grabs my arm and we walk out.

As he drags me out of the party I’m laughing and stumbling the whole time due to how drunk I was. “Are you okay y/n?, I’m so sorry he did that and you had to see that.” He says when we finally get to his car and he opens the passenger door for me. “It’s fine Chrissy, I kinda liked watching you punch someone for me anyway.” I say with a smile on my face. “You’re crazy.” Chris says with a smile also on his face. We both get into his car and I immediately feel the drunkenness take over and I’m exhausted. I decided to shut my eyes and take a nap during the car ride.

“Y/n wake up, we’re at my house.” Chris says while shaking me slightly. “I don’t wanna.” I say not moving an inch. “I’m not gonna let you sleep in my car sweet girl.” He says still shacking me slightly. “Your just gonna have to carry me in than.” I say still not moving trying not to grin. “Your lucky your my best friend and your drunk.” He says as he gets out and walks over to my side of the car. He picks me up out of the car bridal style and walks toward his front door. He fiddles with the keys for a second while still holding me. Once he finally gets the door open he takes me to his room downstairs and sets me on his bed. The mix of alcohol, adrenaline and stairs wasn’t a good one because I was about to throw up. “Chrissss” I say holding my stomach. “What’s the matter pretty girl?” He says kneeling down in front of me looking up at me with pure concern.

I push him out of the way and run to the bathroom trying to not throw up all over Chris and his room. I just barely miss the toilet and get it all over my dress and a little in the floor and I start to sob. “Chris I’m so fucking sorry I’m an idiot.” I say through my tears “No, sweetie there’s no reason to be so upset I promise it’s okay pretty girl, it was an accident” Chris says as he helps me clean up some of the mess and wipes my tears. “Can I burrow some clothes?” I say looking down at my puke covered dress and crying a little more. “Of course angel.” He says smiling and walking toward his closet.

He comes back with a hoodie and some sweats. “Here you go, you can wear these.” He says with a smile on his face. I try and walk out of the bathroom to grab the clothes from his hand but slip on the wet ground from cleaning the puke, he catches me before I can fully fall into the ground. “Fuck be careful sweet girl.” He says with a concerned look on his face. “Thx” I say awkwardly standing back up straight. “I’m gonna change now.” I say while shutting the bathroom door. I quickly get changed at suddenly I feel the need to cry again. I try and be as quiet as possible but I’m such a mess right now that Chris could still hear my sobs. He slowly opens the bathroom door, “Angel what’s wrong?” He says while walking toward me in the bathroom. “Just everything that happend at the bar and I threw up in your room and your probably mad at me and I drank way to much and..” I’m cut of by his palm over my mouth. “You did not deserve what happened at the party and I’m sorry, I am not mad at you and I never could be mad at you, and yes you did drink to much, but that’s okay. Stop being so hard on yourself sweet girl.” He says as he wipes the tears from my face. “Thank you Chrissy, I think I’m just tired.” At that he picks me up bridal style and lays me on his bed. I immediately sink into the mattress and shut my eyes. “Can I sleep in here?” I ask just to make sure he’s okay with hearing my snoring all night, I asked looking at him with a begging expression. “Of course sweet girl, Come here.” We both get under the covers and I wrap my arms around his waist and throw a leg over his legs. He starts to massage my hair and I shut my eyes and drift off to sleep in his arms.

Notes: this is my first Chris fic and I really love the ending! Hope you enjoy! I will probably make a part two if this does well!

[sevenmerrymagpies]

I swear to god, I have not been this inspired by a fandom in so long. Instead of getting a few fics out of my system, the plot bunnies just breed.

My Stranger Things WIPs that are at least partially published: Steve's No Good, Terrible, Kinda Perfect Senior Year - Steddie Steve has powers AU. Last chapter and probable sequels. At least this one doesn't end on a cliffhanger.

Like Nostradamus with a Magic Eight Ball - Steddie, Eddie is 10/has powers AU. Last story in the trilogy. Mash up of season 3 and 4.

Everything I'll Ever Do I'll Do With You - Platonic Stobin become friends in season 1 AU. Last story in the trilogy. I've got a few bullet points and some vibes.

Robin and Mr. Wolf - Platonic Stobin, Steve is a werewolf. Generally more oneshots. I've got a few more planned including a potential cryptid road trip set after season 4 (Eddie may or may not be included IDK). One oneshot is nearly done.

The ones just hanging out in my WIP folder: One Week - Mrs. Hagan takes Steve home after his concussion at the end of season 2. Tommy & Carol & Steve feels. I'm nearly done with the first draft. [ETA: Posted]

Dragon Eddie - pre-HellcheerScoops, was part of a larger story that I'm not going to end up writing - I want to turn the actual premise into a professional novel and not fic - but there are a few scenes set during season 4 that I want to turn into a one shot. The rough is done, just needs to be edited.

Byers Dog in the Upside Down - What happened to the Byers dog from season 1? Did he get pulled into the Upside Down and turned into a good boy/monster? Does that monster befriend Eddie/Kas? Do they make it out of the Upside Down? Technically would be Steddie. All told from the dogs POV. All ridiculous. Nothing written expect for some bullet points. I could easily see this being a collection of short oneshots.

Changeling Robin - Robin is a changeling and doesn't know it. The Russians drugging her doesn't go well (for the Russians). No idea where it would go expect that Stobin would be telepathically linked. Potentially monstrous Steve too, not sure. I have a few thousand words written.

Ideas that have nothing else but a will to live: HellcheerScoops with accidentally a Dad Steve. This wouldn't mean Chrissy getting pregnant. It would be more like they all start hooking up before season 4, Chrissy and Eddie survive Vecna, in the aftermath Steve finds out he's a Dad. How can be be a parent and love two people at once? How does this messy stuff work now that the world is saved? Nothing more than a desire for more HellcheerScoops and Dad!Steve vibes.

10 years in the future fic, someone uncovers the Upside Down coverup. Suddenly everyone's pictures are on the front page of the NYT as child soldiers and heroes who saved the world from another dimension. How do people deal with the fallout now that the 24 hour news cycle is starting up? Second chances Steddie.

[givehimthemedicine]

can I talk about the 001 tattoo?

so we can agree the 001 is darker, thicker, and WAY bigger on Vecna, right? also it's got a vein running prominently right under it, which doesn't seem to match the anatomy of his wrist in the broom closet tat reveal. (idk if that's an original vein or some kind of vine nonsense tbf)

"oh that shot is dark and spooky and cluttered, maybe they just exaggerated it so you can see it" maybe but.. they can do literally anything with cg - zoom into his skin cells or whatever they gotta do to make sure we see that tattoo without having to make it cartoonishly large.

can I also talk about how Nancy sees the tattooing scene twice, and the tattoos look different?

I know em and/or james (sorry much like henward I forget which of you has said what lmao) have discussed the differences in lighting, etc. in the tattoo scenes and the fact that one is unfinished and so might be 000 instead of 001, but I wanted to touch on the Nancy aspect of it too.

just for clarity, the tattoo scenes go like this:

in 4x7 - "when Papa realized he could not control me, he tried to recreate me" we, and Nancy, see the boy getting tattooed 00(unfinished). this is the last time we see Nancy in 4x7.

4x8 picks up with Nancy watching the tattooing, Brenner wiping off a finished 001, and then turning to her with creepy eyes. she tries to run, pries some boards off the doorway, and arrives back in the tattoo scene again.

so although it's broken across two different episodes, this is all one continuous vision for Nancy (one thing split in two - isn't that fitting for a secret Henward reveal)

it's super weird that after Nancy runs from the tattoo scene, Vecna tells her "Now you've seen where I've been; I would like very much to show you where I am going" and then... sends her back into the tattoo scene?

why say that and then immediately show her more redundant "where he's been"? why not just have her bust through that doorway straight into the apocalypse vision, like Victor in wartime France?

"it's like El arriving in the Rainbow Room over and over" yes. it is! but that was El getting clockwork orange'd with HNL footage and her brain struggling to reject it. whereas this is Vecna. and Vecna, as far as we saw, doesn't usually force his victims into loops like that, right?

Max, Chrissy, Fred ran inside their visions. unsuccessfully, yes, but when they ran, they actually travelled. like, when Max ran in the graveyard, she didn't keep arriving at Billy's grave over and over. Chrissy didn't keep finding her mom in every room. so it's curious to me that the only loops are Nancy and El, both in the lab (or I should say, "in the lab" given that neither of them are actually in the lab). so Vecna deviated from his usual method because he reallllly wanted Nancy to see that tattoo some more.. it's just odd to me, IF those tattooings are truly supposed to be the same event.

why else are WE the audience shown this scene multiple times than because they need to have shown us two events, but made sure we conflated them as one? to assume that that was the same boy getting the same tattoo?

anyway, the actual tattoo:

the 00 in 4x7 seems a lot lighter in comparison to the very dark 001 we see being finished up in 4x8.

people with tattoos: do they start it light and then go over it darker? is that a thing? is the 4x7 a realistic depiction of the 4x8 tattoo in progress? because if not I have more thoughts.

btw if I wanted to get real crazy, I would point out that El's tattoo also seems to vary slightly - it seemed bigger when she was little (maybe that part makes sense. how do tattoos behave on growing children?) but also it keeps sneaking closer to her wrist. look how in s1 it's four tattoo-lengths from the crease of her wrist, and by s4 it's more like two. (does anyone know when MBB got that for real?)

anyway I'll leave you with the thought of: remember those two extremely similar and redundant El-dragged-off-to-solitary scenes they showed us in s1?

[brionysea]

The Mike Chrissy parallels are so insane to me i love it when you talk about them! Like, the food issues part alone is already very much Oh. And what's crazy about those to me is that it's so There that even casual watchers like my mom commented on how weird everyone was about food this season. Specifically how there's food everywhere: the new character being a pizza chef, everyone constantly driving around in a pizza van, ordering pizza, Eddie's hunts for food in the cabin, Hopper getting starved in prison and talking about food and throwing himself at peanut butter, and even having a making pizza montage. And a Lot of dinner/breakfast scenes shown in general. Which, according to her, just made Mike not eating any food in front of him unless he's literally being forced to stand out even More. And then Chrissy of course indirectly dies because of an eating disorder which just draws even More attention to the food issues right from the start <- analysis provided by my movie nerd GA mom

And that's just the weird food thing they all have going on and isn't touching on how Mike and Chrissy both aren't really in love with their partners and instead with the "freak" love interest alternative

Chrissy Mike parallels are crazy we really need to talk about them more like damn, okay, the narrative is so mean to you guys

i love that chrissy can be a lens through which to view and expose things about mike's character when chrissy was designed to die. like, mike, you good????

what really struck me recently is how chrissy becomes less of a person as the story goes on. to her boyfriend she's the fridged girlfriend who's used as an excuse for his bias and violence, and the fact that she was friendly with the person he's trying to murder in her name is irrelevant. she's not a person anymore, she's a cause, and her thoughts and feelings don't matter because she made them so quiet in life that things stuck like that and now it's too late

her mother, the person who gave her an eating disorder and essentially killed her in the first place, was able to stand up at her funeral and talk about how she's an angel who's smiling down on them from heaven and do the same thing as her boyfriend of just saying what she would think and feel and want. and neither of them really knew chrissy at all so obviously it's all wrong. if chrissy would want to be avenged and to prevent what happened to her from happening to anyone else (which, we really didn't see enough of her to know if she's a particularly vengeful person, but she seems kind so i can maybe buy the second part), then the main characters are the people doing that, and most of them never even met her

it reminds me of this twitter thread i saw on here a while ago about this woman's funeral, who i believe the op didn't know well, where everyone just stood up and talked about themselves. her partner, her children, people who were supposed to know her, just like chrissy. she made herself so quiet and giving and unobtrusive in other people's lives that all they could say about her was that she never complained. she'd already buried herself long before her death

and looking at all of that with the mike parallels, where he's trying to bury his own desires and is currently struggling to see them as something valuable that's worth pursuing and fighting for as much as other people's happiness is, where no one really knows who he is, where on a meta level he's treated similarly to chrissy (as an argument point or a pariah or someone's boyfriend instead of a person with thoughts and feelings and wants of his own), and even in universe, other characters just typecast him as the overbearing boyfriend or the straight guy or whatever and no one sees him, in part because he's hiding and running out of air, and of course no one sees that either... idk. i have a lot of thoughts and they're all circling around how painfully obvious those fake smiles were after you've seen the real thing

[findafight]

Oh I’m going to say something controversial here: I don’t know if the Munson doctrine mattered that much? Like, Eddie grew up in a shit show situation, because of that he can’t graduate properly, Hawkins has only one school so kids like Steve, Nancy and Jason can’t go to the private one, so obviously Eddie was getting like… like everything I think? In terms of bullying? Like the most significant proof is that Jason went straight for murder, and nobody escalates like that from nothing. Jason knew that he theoretically could kill Eddie, that means that they at the very least had conflicts, likely just physically fought each other. I’d like to believe that when Steve was the King Bee it was kind of chill (hence Eddie not knowing for sure if Steve is a jerk but suspecting), but when Billie came, shit must have hit the fan, because Eddie is the second most delicious target for him after Steve. Especially since Eddie even had his very own posse etc. like I’m sure that Eddie didn’t get beaten up like Steve (he is the drug dealer, Billie is not that stupid), but they had conflicts for sure.

But as soon as Eddie is in contact with the jocks that are not here to beat him up, Eddie is very cordial, nice and helpful and invested? Like with Chrissy, immediately he becomes kind and funny and lovely altogether? And with Steve, Eddie is immediately more cordial than Robin was at first, and more cordial than Jonathan ever was. Robin and Jonathan are also the characters who very much buy into the high school drama, with Jonathan being not like other boys and Robin hating Steve because she was jealous. So idk if Eddie actually buys into the doctrine or if it’s there to protect him from making friends with the wrong people.

Re rockstar Eddie: he clearly is a great guitarist and I think he is already well-known in a way, but he is not known for his music. Eddie becoming a teacher in high school or a semi-famous voice actor, maybe a famous fantasy author suits him so much more? Corroded coffin is clearly escapism, but what he is doing and what he is known for is Hellfire. I’m so sad that there are almost zero fics that explore Eddie not magically getting famous, but like. Working. Like and also he would have gone to college, the guy didn’t drop out of high school, come on. He’d be very dramatic about it but he is going. I bet he was supposed to be the first in his family to go to college and that’s half of the “I’m becoming my father” pain that he is clearly experiencing.

I think the Munson Doctrine is definitely sort of just. self defence mechanism. and also completely arbitrary. I think Eddie has a bunch of preconceived notions about "jocks" in general, and absolutely does what he can to protect himself, and is not willing to give them the benefit of the doubt right away, but he also definitely is willing to change his mind? (if they're pretty)(also the Duffers love perpetuating the false jock v nerd dichotomy)Because Lucas is one of "his sheep", yet he isn't actually protective of him specifically because Lucas plays sports, s i think Eddie does hold some resentment in general towards people who play sports. (also yeah Steve was definitely not a tyrant, he just barely registered people who weren't in his orbit, coasted through) He's a bit of a hypocrite tbh, and that's interesting! room for self reflection for him!

I think Robin was at least colder to Steve at the start was her petty personal vendetta against hi, while Eddie just has what he thinks Steve is like. Jon just doesn't like people and then Steve was dating Nancy so obviously he wasn't going to be buddy-buddy with him. And then Nancy left Steve for Jon and that's another reason to avoid him for Jonathan. Eddie's just out here operating on hearsay and Dustin's stevaganda (Steve propaganda)

Jason's mob for Eddie is influenced by Eddie's reputation, but we must remember Jason was already very religious, and his town had gone through a devastating and inexplicable mass casualty event less than a year before, and, of course. His girlfriend's body was found in Eddie's house. (I just made a post about this lol)Given what we see from him, idk if he would have been physically violent towards Eddie before spring break. He certainly may have though Eddie was a freak and a satan worshipper, but that would have been reason, to me, for a good christian bot to steer clear of. Maaaybe he would verbally taunt/insult Eddie. I could absolutely see that. You're right! Eddie had his own posse, so I just don't see Jason trying to beat Eddie up?

Eddie is definitely more of a Dewy School of Rock kind of guy! He would have a lot of odd-jobs i think. love it when he's just doing what I could absolutely see him being a YA fantasy author! idk about college for eddie. Definitely not right after he graduates highschool, but maybe a number of years later? if he did go he would absolutely be over-dramatic about it.

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HIIIII I'VE SCROLLED A BIT THROUGH UR OC TAG AND SAW U SAY U HAVE A BUNCH OF TMA ONES could I hear more about them? or do u have specific posts about them already?

OKOKOKOK SO I HAVE TAGS FOR MY OCS NAMES BUT I HAVEN'T REALY POSTED A BUNCH ABOUT THEIR STORIES/LORE AND A BUNCH OF THEM ARE KINDA SEPRET FROM TMA NOW BUT HERES THEIR NAMES BASIC DEAL AND ENETIE STUFF! I have a lot of characters thats why theres a cut lol. The tags for their names are just oc-[their name] ie oc-nike or oc-atticus. same goes for all my ocs.

Atticus Webb

16-17

He/Him The Buried

Angsty, anxious gothic boy. Hes so Poe bsd core lol. Best friends w/ Kip and Raz, hes the most responsible. He's are usually covered in dirt and mud. Works in a graveyard and build coffins & stuff.

Chrissy I fogot her last name lol.

28

She/Her

The Spiral

Old techintion at the arcade Kip works at. Her story is just Cabnt Man by Lemon Demon. "Haunts"(Terrorizes) Kip & Co. Weird spiral ghost who just fucks around.

Julia "Jules" North

14-16

She/Her

The Lonely

Adopted child of the Norths(they suck btw), an infuncal tech family, was sent to boring school and has been there from 2 years. Said bording school is trying to fuck up the kids their and make them avatars and shit. She gets completely isolated at school and eventually runs away and joins the agency that Nike works at. She hates being alone and usually just sits and listens to music where ever there are people around as she's also not the best at talking to people as she had nobody to talk to for 2 years.

Kip Ellenor

18-19

They/Them

The Eye

Their pretty chill and like coding, video games and general tech stuff, big computer nerd. Best friends w/ Atticus and Raz. Works at an arcade as a technician and starts getting terrorized/haunted by Chrissy. They've got a cool camera

Nike Oxley(She has a lot of stuff that i will not get into here bc she is from a campaign i was in for 8 months)

19-21

She/Her

The Vast

Works as a part time detective at a supernatural agency. Had a near death experience when she was 12 has been fearing and “on the run from death”(to quote her) sense then. She is mildly suicidal but also wants to keep hanging out with her friends idk how to make that make sense. Her friends are probably the reason why Nike is still alive. She is really good at putting on a happy face and getting people to think she's fine and does this a lot.

Roslyn "Raz" Graves

Looks and acts like a 16-15 year old

She/It

The Stranger

***Her current lore is that she's a just a living doll and her old lore is that she was a normal human but durning the story she is kidnapped, skinned, killed, had her skin and soul put on/in a life sized living doll by the circus of the other, escapes and is fucked up. Her old lore is very dark I have now realised. Jesus Christ

She's the funnyjokes person of her friend group and has a bit of "humans are so weird" disease. Best friends w/ Atticus(younger childhood friends) and Kip.

Saffron Jenkins

18-19

She/Her

The Corruption

She has moths hiding in her body ready to bust out and take over her. She does not know about the moths as everybody just thinks it's a health problem that causes her weird pain. She tries not to worry about it and works at a flower shop. I'd imagine she also likes surfing

Tamar I forgot his last name also lol

18-19

He/Him

The Lonely

His mom had a histroy w/ Peter Lukas thats spread down to him. Kip's coworker. Him and Saffron are apartment-mates.

Thats all folks! Most of their updated stories aren't connected to TMA lore and theres a lot more to most of them than what I put here but thats the briefest way I can describe all of them lol feel free to message me if you want me to go on another rant. I also have a bunch on non-tma ocs that are in the same universe that these guys are in now.

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Stranger Things dr dreams/Memories

3/14/24 It's been awhile, I know I've been focused on other drs. But I think Billy & Eddie miss me because I keep having dreams with them in it that could be memories. Firstly I obviously need to finish reading Eddie's ST book 'Flight of Icarus' because I had a dream that I was in Eddie's motorhome but it was huge! Then Eddie, his BFF Ronnie (who is not in the show) and I were taking these pills that looked like amber, they were performance enhancers but for musicians. Then Eddie layed down on the couch and I watched him, rubbing his head so he didn't fall asleep cause I was worried he would be unconscious. He got irritated at me for "babying" him, and then that manager Paige showed up and he became really happy and bounded up to her. While I just looked at her annoyed "Oh yeah you'll be nice to her." She wanted to talk but I refused saying I needed to be alone. I dislike her for good reason…The rest of the dream was all over the place and not Hawkins related. Though I think we were in California.

Speaking of…I'm pretty sure Mandy and Billy move there or already have because I had another dream where Billy and I lived in this big 2 story house (Think The Gilberts house from TVD) I also met Billy's older brother, pretty sure his name was Dacre lol, he looks like Billy but with wavy (not curly) light blond hair, wearing a leather jacket with a bunch of pins and buttons all over. I can defintly see where Billy gets his style and charm from. He was flirting with me and Billy was getting upset and Jelous. "Get your own girl." Then Billy pulled me into a room still upset, I managed to appease him by making out with him, until Eddie showed up who Dacre apparently knew because he gave him a big hug and said "Hey Eddie My man! how've you been?" They got to talking idr about what but then Eddie glanced upstairs where we were and told Billy's brother he had something to do. He headed upstairs and I'm pretty sure we had a threesome…I'm not sure if that was just me day dreaming though as I was starting to wake up.

3/23/24 Had a short memory of Steve and I sitting on a roof. Drinking, cuddling and watching the stars. Must have been when we were together. Then another one of Billy and I pulling Eddie and Chrissy from the upside down.

4/12/24

I had a memory while asleep of my dr self (Mandy) with Billy, Chrissy, Steve and Eddie. I'm sure it was during S4 and we were either at the Creel mansion or Nancy's house I'm not sure because all I saw was the bannister we were by. It was dark. We were getting ready to leave (I think Nancy and Robin had left already) Billy and Steve were arguing over who was going to drive. Steve snapped "It's my car I'm driving!" Billy shook his head but didn't say anything.

We got into the car, Chrissy first then me then Billy. Billy grinned, "Hey at least I get to be by the girls." Steve didn't look to happy idk why, we're not together anymore, I'm still with Billy. Steve probably still likes me oh well. Anyway I remember putting my hand on Chrissy's leg and Billy putting his hand on mine and giving each other flirty looks. idk where we were headed.

Update: After doing a reading I figured out where we were headed and why Chrissy was there. Since she died, or we thought she did. Turns out she's stuck in the upside down after we thought we lost her, we find out that Chrissy is alive. (after Billy jumps into watergate, he goes first instead of Steve) We help Eddie get her (via his trailer) where he finds her alone. Then we escape. We then drove to either reunite with Hopper or just go to his place. But we still have to face Vecna later on.

Also the conversation that took place between Steve and Eddie actually takes place between Billy and Eddie in my dr. Eddie thanks Bily for helping him and thinks he's metal for what he did to the bat (Billy gets the Ozzy reference) he then talks to Billy about me and that we need to make up. Which makes sense because in our relationship he is very much the peacemaker.

I also take Max's place in the beginning. I watched more episodes hoping to get memories but I got flashes and resonance from my Marvel dr instead lol (Since El's time at Hawkins Lab is similar to mine in Hydra.)

11/10/24

It's been a hot minute 'cause I've been focused on other drs!

But I had memories while doing a reading with Billy and Eddie. Firstly Billy and I are still engaged but I also think we have a child now or I'm pregnant… We're all still together but we've hit a rough patch, especially Eddie and Billy. We're in California now but Eddie's been persuaded by that scam slutty manager Paige, like I thought would happen…I think she tried to come onto him or he cheated when he was high & because of his career and money. I already had a feeling and we're young so I'm not too upset about it or as upset as Billy anyway…Billy feels betrayed and starts using again which we fight about, Dacre lends me an ear to talk to and in my vulnerable state we end up kissing, I don't think we go any further than that and he does apologize but Billy is still upset when he finds out. We make up though, him and Eddie are still on thin ice but they do still love, miss and think about each other a lot. Eddie and I are on better terms and I do forgive him.

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Wowza it’s been a minute since I’ve done this… I hope you’re doing well! Anyways I’ve gotta get this idea outta my head because it’s consuming my brain and I’m trying to write an essay for school 😂

I keep thinking about the scene of Eddie getting hungry and going into Reefer Rick’s cabin and heating up some Campbells because that’s ultimately what tips people off to him staying there. So it made me think that after he realizes that’s how people found him he develops a fear of heating his food (I know this doesn’t really make any sense but I literally just need this out of my head) anyways flash forward to him spending most of his time at Steve’s while they recover from the upside (they’re boyfriends your honor) and Steve realizes Eddie eats most of his meals (probably leftovers of things Steve had made for meals prior and left leftovers of so eddie wouldn’t have to make anything for himself) and Steve notices and asks Eddie why he won’t heat up his food which leads to lots of comfort and cuddles and okay this is so dumb I’m so sorry

oh my god I missed asks like these, they give me So Many Thoughts

(I hope you’re good, I’ve missed you dude, although I’m procrastinating other things so idk how I’m doing)

anyways. I see your “Eddie develops a fear of heating up food” and I raise you “Eddie develops a fear of using power At All”

it starts like this.

while he was staying in the cabin, the neighbors noticed if the lights were on. the neighbors also knew about Rick and his extracurriculars, which meant Eddie had to be very careful not to draw any attention to the cabin.

Eddie was also raised poor, which meant he knew every last one of his actions had consequences. the lights, the water, the microwave, the gas stove, all of that costs money. numbers that would show up on bills that shouldn’t exist because the only man who should be in this particular cabin was in prison.

so while he was on the run, he got used to food that didn’t need to be heated up. cereal, crackers, chips, even unheated cans of spaghetti o’s when there was nothing left in the cupboards. it was fine, he just needed to stay alive until either the cops caught up to him or Hawkins realized he hadn’t killed Chrissy.

he’d only lapsed once when he couldn’t take cold food anymore, and then the witch hunters came for him. just because of one tiny infraction of his one rule to not use any power.

after the fact, Eddie still hesitated to turn on the lights. he would forget to shower because he hadn’t thought about it that whole week, because he couldn’t think about it, and now he had to be reminded. he still didn’t heat up food himself, like a creature of PTSD induced habit.

Steve was a godsend of a man, giving up his house, his guest room, an entire separate bathroom, just so Eddie could have a place to stay and feel safe. he was the one who reminded Eddie to shower and change his bandages and even put a nightlight in his room because the dark made him apprehensive. he even cooks meals for him, for Christ’s sake. he didn’t even mind that Eddie didn’t help, even he really wanted to, he just couldn’t touch the stove.

it’s just, it’s the food that makes Steve notice.

there were leftovers in the fridge, set aside because he was going to be home late and didn’t want Eddie to worry about fending for himself or taking his medications at a different time than he usually would. it was just pasta from the night before, with some chicken and green beans, all laid out neatly in tupperware because of course Steve portioned everything out.

Eddie took it out of the fridge, opened the top and just ate it like that. he didn’t want to touch the microwave, even though he knew he could. and it was fine. objectively, cold pasta, just like cold pizza, is good.

except Steve wrapped up dropping the kids off early and walked in to see Eddie perched on the kitchen counter, eating cold food.

“Were you so hungry you couldn’t be bothered to heat it up? Good Lord, man.”

except Eddie was so embarrassed he couldn’t look Steve in the eye.

“It’s fine like this, I didn’t want to bother.”

except Steve, Steve goddamn Harrington who took a shine to a group of six middle schoolers back in 1983 and then kept adding to the pack, was really good at figuring out when something was wrong.

“Alright, talk to me.”

and talk Eddie did. not just about the food, but about all of it. how he actually really liked to cook but touching the oven dial made him shaky. how he never remembered to turn lights in when he walked into a room and then would flinch when someone else did. how it didn’t help that he had his own bathroom because he still thought that showering put him in danger. how cold food was more than fine when the microwave terrified him got unknowable reasons.

and Steve? Steve listened. because even if to anyone else it would seem irrational, Steve knew it wasn’t. because the upside down made strange things normal, and normal things strange, and even if Eddie can’t touch the microwave, that’s okay. they can work with that.

so Steve takes the half finished food out of his hands and dumps it on a plate and puts it in the microwave for him. he wipes the tears from his face and wraps him in a hug, soothing Eddie’s sobs.

it’s okay to ask for help, even with something like using the microwave. it’s okay to hold onto certain habits, because at one point those habits kept him alive. and Steve understood that and never judged him for it.