#sun needs a break

[trashyswitch]

Take a Break, Sun!

Sun is overworking himself, and Moon is not having it. Sun needs a break, and he's going to make sure he takes one. But Moon is left flabbergasted when Sun tells him his plans for his break.

This fanfic was suggested by @todo-simp1384. She helped me out with this fanfic, and I got her approval before uploading it! So I already know she enjoys it. But I hope everyone else does too!

Moon couldn’t believe just how much Sun had been moving around. He would be in one place, then practically teleport across the room to the next place…then he would teleport up to the slide and help a kid slide down, before teleporting to the ballpit to pull a kid out of the ballpit. Though technically it wasn’t teleporting…it certainly felt like teleporting. Because everytime he looked away and looked back at Sun’s previous spot, Sun wouldn’t be there anymore. And then Moon would look somewhere else and see Sun a good 20 feet away from him. How in the hell he was able to do that…he had no idea. 

All he knew was that Sun, His brother and business partner in the daycare, was in desperate need of a break. And Moon knew EXACTLY when, and how to do it. He just had to wait patiently for the correct time. 

Several hours later: 

 The last of the kids had left the daycare for the night. Though it was getting dark outside, the daycare was still lit up in its full, blue light-safe, LED lighting. Moon started to walk up to Sun in hopes of setting his plan into motion. “Hey Sun-” 

“Can you help me collect the glitter glue?” Sun asked him. Moon was thrown off guard by this request at first. But, like a good brother would, Moon followed his instructions and picked up the nearby glitter glue bottles before carrying the glue bottles back to the correct bin. “There you go, Sun.” Moon told him. “Thanks, Moony!” Sun declared. 

“How about-” 

“Oh! A child left crayons on the table! Let’s get those collected next.” Sun told him. 

Moon, once again, was caught off guard by this instruction. But, like a good brother, Moon collected the crayons And put them back into the correct bin. “Crayons are cleaned up, Sun.” Moon told him. 

“Wonderful!” Sun reacted. 

“As I was saying-” “Hold on: There’s just one last thing to do.” Sun told him. “Can you help me collect the blue chairs and put them in groups with the tables, please?” Sun asked. 

Moon was growing pretty annoyed by this point. He couldn’t even get a sentence in! But alas, like the good brother he was…he collected the chairs and placed two-three chairs at every kids’ table. “All done.” Moon told him. 

“Fantastic! We’re all ready for tomorrow!” Sun declared happily. “I cannot wait for the kids to come back!” Sun reacted, looking all starry-eyed. 

“Sun…” Moon said, before grabbing his rays and making his brother look him in the eye. “I think you need a break.” Moon told him. 

“W-What?” Sun muttered. “But-...but-” 

“No buts! You need a long break from everything in the daycare. The children, the clean-up, the lessons, all of it.” Moon told him. “You are going to overdo it one of these days, and end up overheating on the job.” Moon warned. “And you have done that before.” He reminded him. 

“Wha- No I haven’t!” Sun argued. “Yes, you have. You just don’t remember.” Moon told him. “They had wiped your memory when you overheated the last time.” Moon told him. 

Sun sighed and looked around. “I don’t know what you’re so worried about. I feel fine.” Sun told him. 

Moon looked at him with a ‘...really?’ look on his face. “I highly doubt that.” Moon muttered aloud. 

Sun smiled and squeezed Moon’s shoulder. “I’m okay. I promise.” Sun told him softly. “I don’t want you to worry about me. I want you to worry about yourself.” Sun told his brother. 

Moon stared at Sun for a few moments, before sighing. “Fine…” He said, looking away. “Then you wouldn’t mind if I did THIS!” Moon dove into his brother and started covering his belly with tickles. 

“BaHAAA! MOOHOOHOON!” Sun shouted suddenly, doubling over and wiggling around in his grasp. “Wahait NOHOHOOO! Moohoon, dohohohon’t!” Sun ordered. 

“Don’t what? Don’t tickle your ticklish little tum-tum?” Moon teased, sneaking a finger right where the belly button should be. 

Sun squealed and grabbed his hands with his own, shaking his head as somewhat manic laughter left his speaker. “Moohoohoon, plehehehehease! Dohohon’t sahay ihit like thahahat!” He reacted. 

“Aww, can’t handle when I refer to your belly-welly as a little tum-tum?” Moon teased rather evilly. “Ain’t that a shame…” He whispered in an almost unbearably soft voice. 

Sun tried to push Moon off him, but it was no use. Moon was equally as strong with him, which made pushing him away somewhat more difficult. On top of that, the exhaustion of helping the kids all day hadn't really gotten to him…that was, until Moon started tickling him senselessly. It was only after that when Sun had REALLY noticed his tiredness. 

“Ohokahahay, Ihihi’ll tahahake a breheheheheak! Ihihi prohohohomihihise!” Sun told him. 

“Oh you will, will you?” Moon asked with a smirk. 

“Yehehehehehes! Ihihihi swehehehehearrrrr!” Sun replied, hoping and praying Moon would stop. 

“Well, I’m afraid I’m not convinced enough.” Moon let him know. “Perhaps a few more tickles will convince me?” He offered. 

“Cohohome ohohohohon! Whyhyhy dohohon’t yahoo belieheheheve mehehehe?!” Sun asked. 

“Because if I can recall…you have told me multiple times in the past that you don’t need breaks.” Moon told him. “And you continued to have that belief…well…until now, that is.” Moon added. “I just want to be extra sure.” Moon admitted with a little wink. 

Sun closed his eyes as giggles continued to leave his speaker. “Fihihihine. Juhuhust gohoho eheheasyhy.” Sun ordered. 

“Will do, Sunny.” Moon replied. 

Moon laid Sun down on the green mat, and got his brother properly comfortable. “One…” He brought his fingers slightly closer. “Twooo…” He brought his fingers mere inches to his sides. “...Three!” Moon touched down his hands and skittered his fingers all over Sun’s sides. 

Sun squeaked and threw his big head back with a cackle. “OHO NAHAHAhahaha!” Sun laughed, kicking his feet like a quick little swimmer. “MOOHOOHOONYYY NOHOHOHO!” Sun yelled. 

“Oooh, but Moony YES!” Moon declared. “Now tell me exactly what you’ll do on your little break.” Moon ordered him in an unusually calm voice. 

Sun struggled to think of activities to do on his break. Cause man…he had so much to do before the kids come over to the daycare again! “Ihihi’m gohohohonnaha…” Sun let out another fit of laughter as he thought for a little bit. 

“Hmmm? You’re going to what?” Moon asked in a low, teasy voice.

“Ihihi’m gohohonna gehehehet colohohorihihing pahahages reheheheady fohohor tohohomorrohohohohow!” Sun told him. 

Moon rolled his eyes. “That’s still work, Sun.” Moon warned. “Do you even know what a break is?!” Moon asked jokingly. “YEHEHES! IHIHI DOHOHOHOHO!” Sun yelled back. “Try again then. What are you gonna do on your break?” Moon asked. 

“Ihihihi’m gohohonna…Ihihi’ll fihihihix thehe tehehelevihihihision!” Sun told him. 

Moon shook his head. “Unless you are desperate to watch a movie, we do NOT need you trying to fix the TV. The tech mechanic will do that for you tomorrow.” Moon told him. 

“Buhuhuhut- Ihihi wahahahanted to tryhyhyhy!” Sun admitted. 

“Well, no trying till the mechanic gets here.” Moon moved his fingers to his ribs. “Try again. What will you do on your break?” Moon asked. 

Sun shook his head and started cackling. “Ihihihi’m gohohonna…g-gohohohonna tihihickle you bahahahack!” Sun told him. 

Moon blinked and widened his eyes in surprise. He was a little taken aback by this response. “Oh?” He reacted. “You’re gonna…tickle me back on your break?” Moon asked. 

“Yehehehes! Ihihi swehehehear byhyhy ihit!” Sun declared. “Ahahahand yohohou cahahahahan’t stohohop meeheeheeheehee!” Sun added.  

Despite the words being jumbled up by laughter, Moon could still feel the nervous butterflies starting to fill his artificial abdomen. “Y-...You’re right.” Moon replied. “I can’t stop you.” Moon admitted. “However…” He smirked all over again as he looked up at the rays. “I can do THIS!” Moon blew a big raspberry on one of Suns’ bright yellow rays. 

“BahAHAHAHAAAA! MOONYYYY! YAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA! WOOOHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!” Sun shouted and screamed. His sun rays were the most ticklish spot on his entire body! And Moon KNEW THAT! Why was Moon tickling him THERE OF ALL PLACES?! Wasn’t he supposed to be going easy?!

“My goodness! Such ticklish little ultraviolet rays~” Moon teased as he fluttered his fingers on his fake rays. 

Sun jumped and cackled, wiggling his rays in a fruitless attempt to get his rays away from Moon’s evil fingers. “THIHIHIS IHIHIS SOHOHOHOHO CRUHUHUEL!” Sun yelled. 

Moon chuckled. “I know…but you can’t deny just how much fun you’re having…” Moon mentioned, fluttering his fingers on the rays above his head. 

Sun couldn’t really say no to that. Despite the circumstance that got him into this mess, Sun really was having a lot of fun. His wiggling rays also somewhat hinted at this fact. Sun had a funny little habit where he would wiggle his rays when he was happy or joyful. It was like a funny little stim he had developed overtime. The little kids found it funny and loved to tease him about it. Meanwhile, Moon had found it absolutely adorable. It was an endearing trait that always told Moon he was having fun. “OHOHOKAHAHAY, MAYBEHEHEHE IHIHI AHAHAM…” Sun admitted. 

Moon chuckled both teasily, and genuinely. “Your rays tell me everything I need to know.” Moon teased. 

Sun’s wiggling rays seemed to kick up a notch after Moon’s little response. 

“See? The rays don’t lie.” Moon told him. “They know how much you really love tickles.” Moon mentioned. 

If Sun could blush, he probably would’ve at this moment. Even though they were alone, Moon had a strange love for teasing him. Not only that, but Moon was ridiculously good at it! It was so unfair! But at the same time…kinda worth it. 

“Maybe if I tickle you long enough, I can convince you to not tickle me back.” Moon said out loud. 

Sun giggled and squeezed his eyes shut. Is he serious?! There was no way Moon would convince him to not get him back. “NOHOHO WAHAHAY! IHIHIHI’LL TIHIHICKLE YOHOU BAHAHACK!” Sun swore. 

“Suit yourself…” Moon teased before tickling the rays on both sides of his head: Despite what Moon was saying to him, Sun knew that ticklish revenge is inevitable. If you tickle Sun, even a little, he will make sure you get tickled back for at least 5 minutes before returning to his daily routine. And Moon knew this. Was Moon trying desperately to change his mind? 

Well sorry, Moon…not happening. 

“YOHOHOHOU CAHAHAN’T BREHEHEHEAK MEHEHEHE!” Sun yelled at him. 

“Oh really?” Moon reacted with a smirk. “We’ll see how much you can resist when I cover your rays in more of your favorite food:” Moon said before blowing raspberry upon raspberry on his brother’s rays. “Raspberries!” 

Sun squealed and cackled super loudly. Raspberries?! Are you KIDDING ME?! How could someone possibly stay stubborn in these overwhelming conditions?! It’s almost criminal how talented Moon has proven to be in making him change his mind. 

“OHOHOKAHAHAY! IHIHI GIHIHIVE! MEHERCY, MEHEHEHERRRCYYYY!” Sun shouted. 

Moon chuckled. “Are you going to give up your idea of tickling me?” Moon asked. 

“YEHEHEHES YEHES IHIHI WIHIHIHILL!” Sun yelled back. “Proooomise?” Moon asked him with an evil smirk on his face as he tickled closer to the bottom of the rays. 

“YEHEHES, YEHEHEHEHEHES! PLEHEHEHEASE STOHOHOHOP!” Sun told him. 

Moon nodded his head, feeling like he did a job well done. He stopped tickling his brother, and let him lay on the ground to recuperate. “Are you okay?” He asked. 

Sun let out a sigh of relief before sitting up. “Y-Yeah…I’m okay.” He replied. “Are you okay?” He asked next. 

Moon smiled a bit and hummed. “Yeah. I’m alright.” He admitted. 

Sun got up and smiled brightly. “Good.” He said before wiggling his fingers at him. “Because my ticklish revenge will be coming very, very soon~” Sun teased. 

Moon widened his eyes and backed up. “S-Sun!? You promised no tickle-backs!” Moon argued. 

“I said ‘Yes’...I never said ‘I promise’.” Sun mentioned. 

Moon widened his eyes when he slowly realized he had been tricked. “Oh no…” Moon muttered. 

“Iiiii’m gonna getcha~” Sun teased, wiggling his fingers at him. 

“S-Sun? Ho-hold on…” Moon tried to protest. “Let’s think about this…” Moon offered. 

“You are well aware that I had this on my mind since you started the tickle fights.” Sun told him. 

“I-I did that because you weren’t taking a break!” Moon argued. 

“And I told you, I would tickle you back on my break.” Sun told him back. “And now, it’s my break time!” Sun wiggled his fingers at him deviously. “So tickle-tickle-tickles are coming your waaayy~” Sun teased. 

Moon squeaked and did a 180, before taking off running. “NoooOOO!” Moon shouted. 

Sun giggled and took off running after Moon. It didn’t take long for Sun to catch his brother mid-jump, and tickle his brother all over the place. He tickled his rib region, his armpits, his feet, and his little neck. It was the greatest break idea ever! He could get revenge, AND make Moony laugh for as long as he wanted! Nothing beat playful times with Moon. Maybe if Moon was willing to be tickled during some of the breaks, Sun would be encouraged to take more breaks. 

And if Moon didn’t like that…then…there are always other ways to make Moon laugh. 

[lights-at-night-art]

my prophet and me

[tojisun]

husband!price x fem wife!reader <333

!! smut - minors dni

just imagine price fucking you on the kitchen counter :( he sees his pretty wife being so domestic, making him breakfast, and he can't help but get soooo horny :((

just imagine john ambling out of your guys' room in nothing but the grey sweats that hang low on his hips, his hair a whole mess as it sticks up in multiple directions, before stumbling into the kitchen with a yawn only for the breath to get stuck in his lungs when he sees you with his shirt on, humming softly as you slice up fruits and boil water for tea/coffee

the way he was just trying to enjoy the view but then you bent forward to grab something from the base cabinets, your shirt riding up to give him a nice view of your perky ass in one of the pretty lingerie he bought for you. and he can't help but get so horny again.

just imagine john picking you up with a smile, pressing his face on the side of your cheek to breathe you in, rumbling in laughter when you squealed in surprise, before spreading you out on the kitchen counter, pulling your legs over his shoulders so he can dip low and eat you out.

he noses at your clothed pussy before groaning at how good you smell. "fuckin' hell, sweet thing," he says before tugging your panties off.

he licks a fat stripe along your already dampening cunt, whimpering in delight when your legs unconsciously squeeze close, the tender meat of your thighs pillowing the side of his head and pulling him in closer. your hands drop to his head, tugging at his hair, and john hums, becoming more desperate as he laps at your pussy and fucks you wit his tongue.

just imagine john wiping at his damp mouth and beard as he straightens back up, his eyes blown wide with his own need. you're teary-eyed, blearily blinking up at him, before whining for him to fuck you hard now.

he groans as he humps his clothed cock along your wet cunt, murmuring, "of course sweet girl, i'll give you what you want. what you need, yeah? daddy's gon' give it to you now, baby."

godddddd i need himmmmmm :((((

[itty-bitty-sunshine]

Me when i draw the same angst for the billionth time

[duhsty1]

hey, whos robto is that

fnaf help wanted 2 real

[py-dreamer]

YOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

So yeah, this is kinda what I've been working on for the last like...two...three weeks? Hopefully it reaches your expectations

I haven't had a shot at angst like this in a while!

But yeah there is a pt 2 which I will elabrorate more on the art if y'all would like to hear me ramble!

This is sunburst duo! Believe me! Just gotta go to part 2 to see it

There is a fluffy end to the angst don't worry!

[myokk]

Anne, 11 years old💓💓💓

[imnowapinecone]

DID A REDRAW OF MY OLD PFP‼️

[soupdweller]

day 26: asleep

[lastofthe20thcenturygirls]

im sol: i'll jump across space and time for you

ryu sun-jae: my least favourite weather phenomenon is now my favourite because of you that's how much i like you

im sol: can you not please

[fernifox]

Little creature, I just wanna squish him.

Episode 1072,,, ah I can’t wait

(If that top one breaks I have a few gifs under the cut)

He’s just so silly.

[koldefingre]

I’ve already read it twice, and I can’t stop myself.

[saetoshis]

HIS SMIRK SHUT THE FUCK UP

[jade-of-mourning]

sorry sometimes i think about mako and my heart hurts so much. this kid raised himself and his brother on the streets in homelessness and utter poverty from eight through fifteen, promptly after seeing the violent death of his mother and father. he turned to the triple threats because they couldn't survive as a pair of wretched kids without any adult support, and the environment forced him to turn into the exact character that killed his parents in a terrible twist of irony. and after sheer-fucking-luck hits and they aren't homeless anymore, their livelihood wavers on the outcome of what's a literally game to everyone but them; and after things are finally starting to look up and their team is going places and things just might be okay, his gradually stabilizing world unceremoniously expands and everything goes to shit.

and the city that chewed him up and spat him back out, ruined him as a child and took away his ability to stay afloat in a true sense of normalcy as an adult — when it's on the verge of destruction and falling to pieces before his eyes, he gives himself to save it with the full expectation to die. he went from the kid who didn't and couldn't care about anything outside of himself and his brother, to finding redemption for his younger self in his police work despite its injustice against him, to willingly sacrificing himself to a world that had never loved him.

he's a desperate people pleaser, socially and emotionally stunted for the adult he had to be as a kid, unable to navigate interpersonal relationships easily yet still trying his damned hardest. he's intensely and entirely devoted to the things that matter to him and for so long it was only him, bolin, and ensuring their survival — yet by the end, that devotion has expanded to protecting the rest of the world. he starts out entirely self-reliant and ends in trusting the people he cares about to know their own needs, to be able to take care of themselves, to be okay without him despite having spent so much of his life defined by his role in others' well-being.

just. what the fuck i'm such a big fan of this fictional guy and i'm unashamed about it at this point. also let him cry please (if you won't i'll do it i'll let him cry)

[stardust-moth]

In order to fully understand why it was so hard for Mike to express how deeply he loves El, and why his speech at the end of season 4 was one of the biggest, most important moments for his entire character, we need to look at not just who Mike is as a person, but also everything that has happened since he met her.

Every single time he opens up his heart to her, something horrible happens to her or she's taken away from him almost immediately afterwards.

1x08; he's an awkward little ball of feelings that are way too big for a boy so young. He makes a nervous attempt at confessing and asking her out on a date; when he can't find words that she'll understand, swoops in for a kiss instead. She lights up immediately and smiles. It's a brief moment of hope and pure happiness. Maybe they can have some semblance of a normal life and be normal kids after this is all over.

Minutes later, all hell breaks loose-- they're almost shot, El pushes herself too far until she can barely move, she's almost taken away by the Bad Men, the Demogorgon appears, and she uses the very last of her strength to sacrifice herself to save him and their friends.

He has to watch helplessly as she disappears.

He spends a year caught between believing she's dead and hoping she's still out there somewhere (but if she is alive then why won't she talk to him anymore...?). Kept silent under threat by the lab, he can't confide in anyone or even acknowledge her existence, not with anyone except those involved... but everyone else is keen on moving on and pretending it never happened. He can find some solidarity in Will, at least, who is in a similar kind of emotional turmoil... but it's not the same and it's not enough.

2x9; he is finally reunited with El, and she runs into his arms like she missed him too. She tells him that all those nights he called out to her, she heard him; she was there reciprocating his feelings the whole time.

In a burst of emotions that he's been forced to suppress for an entire year, he lashes out at the reason they've been kept apart (Hopper), screaming and sobbing. It's a massive catharsis for him, and for once an adult is understanding enough to hold him and not punish him for it.

Minutes later, she is going to go headfirst into a pit of monsters, the place where Mike had just firsthand witnessed dozens of people (if not more) get ripped to shreds only hours earlier, and she is going to attempt to close the Gate-- a feat that he knows may take every ounce of her power, just like last time. He cries. He can't lose her again. She promises he won't, and before she can seal that promise with a kiss, they're pulled apart again.

He has to watch helplessly as she drives away.

3x1; all seems to be okay now. He and El are happily together, and he feels comfortable enough to be playful, romantic, and intimate with her. It's the most emotionally open we've ever seen Mike thus far.

For reasons he can't understand (bc there's no way Hopper explained himself beyond "I'm in charge so do as I say or else"), Hopper is angry about it and threatens to never allow him to see her again: the one thing he fears most.

He panics big time and fucks it up in the process by lying to her. During a frantic attempt to apologize while also abiding by Hopper's rules, he runs into her at the mall. He panics again-- if anyone finds her here, and knows that he was here too, it's all over, and Hopper surely won't hear reason. El dumps him cold on the spot, spurred on by Max and her rebellious attitude (and without any context of course). He isn't given much opportunity to respond. He knows he's in the wrong for lying to her, so what could he even say...?

He has to watch helplessly as she drives away.

It's a hard blow, and he retreats back into himself, unable to get any joy out of playing D&D (which he clearly hasn't lost interest in), back to the deadpan sarcasm and accidentally snapping a little too harshly at anyone whom he feels would take El's place.

3x6; no one seems to understand the danger El is putting herself in. Everyone is berating him for worrying about her safety. He's seen firsthand what these monsters do to people, he's seen firsthand how El pushes her abilities too far. No one is listening.

The words "I love her and I can't lose her again" burst out in his desperation, perhaps before he's even had a chance to realize how deep those feelings run, despite whatever protective walls he's tried to build around his heart to keep it from getting broken again.

Soon after, all hell breaks loose. El is nearly killed several times over, her leg is ripped open, she pushes herself so hard that she breaks herself and loses her powers completely. Her father is taken from her. She's shattered by all of this, and there's absolutely nothing he could do or say to make it better.

She tells him that when he admitted he loves her, she heard him, and indeed she loves him, too... But now she's leaving.

He has to watch helplessly as she drives away.

4x1; they've been apart for a few months, and write letters back and forth to each other. El's letters paint a picture of an ideal new life: she and the Byers family are doing well; she's starting school and it's going well; she's made new friends, she likes her new home, everything is going well. She seems to be thriving. She sounds happy, maybe even happier than she had been living in Hawkins. Maybe Max was right, maybe she's better off being her own person without him, and maybe the respectful thing to do is step back... It's a small insecurity that creeps up subconsciously. In his replies he holds back, afraid of clinging too hard.

Though there's little logic in it, he's afraid that if he tells her he loves her again, another disaster might strike and this lovely happy life she's finally found might get taken from her. After all, that's what always seems to happen when he does.

4x2; after months of waiting, they can finally see each other again. He wears her favorite colors, picks a handful of flowers for her, and falls happily back into step with how they used to be. Soon that same day, however, reality becomes clear and the facade crumbles. People he was told were her friends show up to torment and publicly humiliate her. She had been lying. She isn't happy here, she hasn't healed, she is right at the edge of a breaking point that he doesn't see coming at all. He can't believe she would lie to him, she's not the kind of person to lie... especially not about something like bullying, something that she was always so understanding about with him.

On that logicless subconscious level, he wonders if it's all his fault-- he should have known somehow, he should have been there for her. She protected him from his bullies, he should have protected her from hers. He tries to come to her rescue. She runs away from him.

He's helpless to save her, again.

4x3; after a night to process everything that happened-- and deciding that the betrayal he feels from her lying to him is nothing compared to the turmoil she must be going through right now-- Mike approaches her in the gentlest way possible, wanting to listen and trying to understand. El, however, isn't receptive at all to his attempts at reassurance. She is at an all-time low, she's given up. She believes she is unlovable, irredeemable, a monster, just a thing that doesn't even have those superhuman abilities to compensate anymore. Mike can't believe what he's hearing-- doesn't she know that she's always been so much more than her powers? She's always been so much more than what she lacks in quote-unquote "normalcy"... None of those things matter, they have absolutely no bearing on whether she's worthy of being loved, because he loves her, completely regardless of any of these things. He always has...

El starts flinging his restrained words back at him, the products of his insecurity and trauma-induced fear. That fear takes hold yet again, and he stumbles, afraid of saying too much or not enough, because surely both could result in pushing her away-- she's retreating, hearing none of it; nothing he tries to say consoles her.

Moments later, local police come knocking. She's taken away in cuffs, and she's so broken inside that she won't even look at him when he chases the police car down the street and promises he'll get her out somehow...

Once again, he has to watch helplessly as she drives away.

4x8/4x9; after days of driving through the heat and dryness of southwest desert, having narrowly escaped being shot at with military-grade assault rifles, witnessing the death of and burying a man whose last words were that El is in danger... After watching dozens of people get mowed down by a sniper in a helicopter, and watching that same helicopter be smashed into the ground in a ball of flames...

There she is. Just as powerful and beautiful and alive as she's ever been. When he runs to her and embraces her, she looks at him like she can't believe he's real. She's beaming a smile right from her soul and it's like all the insecurity and self-doubt that have plagued them both just vanish from existence now that they're in each other's arms again.

Like always, however, the universe comes crashing down soon after. Max is marked for a gruesome death and all of Hawkins is in danger. They're miles away and helpless, and the only possible way for El to save everyone is if she goes in alone. She's stronger than ever, but so is her foe. Once again, she descends to face all the demons of hell on her own, and Mike can't do anything.

She's losing. She's choking. She's dying. He's helpless.

He must be cursed. He must be. Being with her, loving her, allowing himself to admit he loves her, it always brings only pain and suffering and loss. His heart is so full that it's aching, it's bursting out of his chest, and he can't contain it any longer.

She's going to die and it's going to be all his fault, because he fell in love, and it's cursed her.

Just before it all crumbles into utter despair, the earnest support from his oldest and dearest friend-- one who's always shared and understood his feelings of helplessness-- sparks a light of hope in him: "You're the Heart." You're not helpless. You can save her.

The words that come spilling out of Mike's mouth are truer than any he's ever dared to speak before, and it's the most terrified he's ever been, but he has enough courage for this moment. Despite all of the fears that have been building, stifling, choking him to death for years-- fears that the light of his life will inevitably disappear again, and there's nothing he can do to stop it-- despite it all, he pours out his heart to her.

He loves her. He's always loved her. He loves everything she ever was, is, and could be. He can't imagine a world without her in it. She saved him, in every way a person can be saved. And he needs her to live. He believes in her.

And it works. It's music to her ears.

[naffeclipse]

SHAKING YOU AND TRYING TO RATTLE MORE INFORMATION OF YOUR BOYS OUT!!!!

So so many questions they’re so different and would love to dissect them all! I’ll keep to one for now, what might the brought “bad omens” detail? What could also be following our bright MC?!?!

Aaaaaaaaaaaa I’m so excited to meet them <3

YESSS OHHH I AM LOOKING AT YOU SO HARD RIGHT NOW AHHH

Oh ho, I'm glad you caught that little tidbit hehe. The monster boys? They're not the only ones around the tourist town MC lives in. Savage creatures, whom Hawthorn considers to be brought on by his own dark omens, are hungry and on the prowl, and MC—it's the strangest thing—has the worst luck with being targeted by such beasts! The boys, of course, protect their darling little human, but suspicions are arising and tensions are growing. The boys go about investigating in their own ways, but they'll need to put their heads together if they want to get to the bottom of this. Too bad they can hardly get along with each other. None of them are the sharing type. Shame.