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agirlwholovesrockstars · 9 months ago

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after last night

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➷ Summary : there is something that Eddie couldn't find to forget about you after that night

➷ Word Count : it's one shot

➷ Warnings : 18+ MDNI‼️ Rockstar!Eddie Munson x FEM!reader, language, no use of y/n, Eddie and reader are both (21), I made a bestfriend character named "Alexis", SMUT‼️, p in v penetration, both receiving, unprotected sex, aftercare, alcohol consumption, establishing a relationship, Eddie is a player in the past! reader is just an amazing gal and Eddie is so an awe to her, that's it!

➷ What to Expect : SMUT‼️ and FLUFF! this is just literally hot steamy delicious smut really hehe, you'll see an worried Eddie here, this is set in Modern era but it still screams 1980's

➷ Note To Reader : basically, I am literally using my favorite artists songs into an Eddie fic at this point, DON'T Y'ALL LOVE THIS SONG?!? 😩🤌🏻

➷ Author Note : I can't believe y'all liked my last post "you ain't woman enough" I didn't expect all of you to enjoy it and I wasn't even satisfied with it but wow y'all reassured me it was okay! SO THANK YOU FOR THE SUPPORT! 🥺🫶🏻✨

"I have plus one, you have to go with me!" Alexis holding up the two invitation cards with a look that says "please, I beg of you"

"I'll think about it" you glanced at her as you jotted down notes for tomorrow's class

"yeah, you'll think about it after a million years" she goes to your side and leans on the wall looking at you

You shut your eyes while you're holding both of your hands in front of you

You know she won't stop bugging you until you say "yes"

"Girl- please, this is Corroded Coffin! not anyone is lucky enough to be on their first music listening party!"

"Can't you bring someone who is dying to get there?" you mocked your reply to her as she rolls her eyes

"They don't matched my vibe and besides I love your company!"

"I may be loud, only to you but in that zone? I'll be sitting alone in the couch throughout the night"

She scoffs "Oh, please, you're so very well spoken once you get comfortable with the person you're talking to"

"it's not an immediate connection! I've had to warm up to them first" you say as your keyboard makes clacks sounds as you type at the background as her eye twitches in annoyance

"But-"

"It's lucky when something else sparked" you narrow your eyes at her as she huffs

"Come on! Please?!? it's only a few days left and we're gonna go home to Hawkins and we haven't tried or experienced something like this!"

You sigh without looking at her as you turned your head at her as she softly chants "please, please, please"

Wouldn't it hurt to have some fun for once?

"Alright! Alright fine! I'll go with you!"

"Yes! I knew you would come to your senses" She happily jumps and she hugs you and you chuckled as you roll your eyes playfully

"I'll go ready my outfit and you should too!" The smile is still intact to her lips as she takes her leave goes straight to her closet

You're so indecisive

You're so indecisive that you can't pick an outfit

"Oh my god, you've been staring at those three outfits for an hour!" Alexis exclaims at you in the reflection as she puts Velcro rollers over her hair

"Let me think"

"No- you can't think when you can't decide!"

"You're not helping, Alexis"

"Do you want me to choose for you?"

"No" you're staring so sternly at the two outfits

The colors are pretty much all black but the one outfit is a set of leather tube top and skirt with fishnet stockings and some edgy accessories, the next outfit is very dainty-ish top because of the ruffles all over the neckline with black ripped jeans, and lastly, it's literally the one you've been staring hard for too goddamn long

It's a black velvet dress, it screams "femme fatale" but still remains the elegance of the dress, it got a nice trim over the edges and it will fits you so well, it's a bit short since it ends just above your knees

The thing is that

The chest part design? is too revealing, it's a. cute strap sweetheart top and maybe, you'll be so overdressed since not only that is your problem

It's also backless

"If we come late to this party because of you, god- I forgot how hard it is for you to pick an outfit" she takes the cap off from the lipstick liner as she outline her lips, she's still talking to you at the reflection of the vanity mirror

You're thinking a lot of it deeply until you remembered something

You have this black glittery short blazer and this will be perfect with your black Stiletto Black Ankle Strap Pumps

"Wait- I got it" you snap your fingers, you raised the dress that you picked and Alexis squeals in excitement

"Oh my gosh, you'll look so hot!"

You chuckled as you shake your head

"Okay, so, there's Jeff the bass guitar, Gareth the drummer and-"

She turns off the engine of her car as she recites the band members names again

"Eddie, the lead singer and guitarist, yeah- I know" you tug up a smile at the end as she beams at you, she claps her hands

"Well, look at you! you remember it!"

"Of course, I remember it, you keep yapping about them all day to me"

You both get out of the car as she rolls her eyes at you, she locks the car as both of your heels starts clicks the pavement

"Do you listen to their music?"

"I did"

"I thought you didn't like that kind of music"

"Alexis, I just don't have the time to listen to it that doesn't mean I don't like it"

"But you did listen to it?"

"Some of it, yeah"

"It's really good, right?"

"Yeah, it is"

Once you both got in the front, the door swings open a curly short haired boy with red checkered vest and a black denim pants happily greets

"Hey there, baby!" He opens up his arms as your bestfriend rans into him

"Gareth!"

"How are you?"

"I'm good"

"Let me take a look at you"

"You're so stunning!"

The boy is grinning very widely at your bestfriend as you watch them both with a small smile at your face and when you and him looked at each other, your bestfriend introduced you

"Um- Gareth, this is my bestfriend in college and my plus one"

"Oh, hello" he offers his hand for you to shake as you gladly accepted it as you say your name

"I think Eddie is going to like you"

"Excuse me?"

"Gareth! Don't start the traffic at the front door-"

He stopped when he saw his friend and you

"Oh hey"

You shyly wave at the young man behind Gareth

"This is Jeff!" Your excited bestfriend pulls Jeff out as they both share a laugh

You shake hands at Jeff "Nice to meet you"

"You too"

You're amused at how Jeff kicks Gareth inside as you both walked inside of the house

They act like silly little kids that you almost forgot that they're famous rockstars

Now, you can feel little by little that your shy demeanor is fading slowly

"Isn't that right? Jeff?" Gareth asks as he throws his arms around at your bestfriend

"Right about what?" Jeff stand beside you as he furrows his eyebrows at his friend

"That Eddie will like her" Gareth points at you and Jeff looked at you with both of his eyebrows raised

"Yeah, definitely" Jeff says with his eyes wide as you get even more confused why they keep saying that

"Where is he? anyway?"

"You know Eddie, he's always late" Jeff crossed both of his arms as he goes to the front facing the three of you

"Ladies, feel free to help yourselves at the food and drink at the table, I know y'all both starving" Gareth squeezes Alexis to his side as he joins Jeff walking into a different direction of the house, they both said they'll be back

"Okay, no wonder why you feel comfortable with them, I see, I get it now" you sigh as you smile in disbelief

"I told you so!" she giggles as she takes your hand leading you to the dining table

You both came in early, so, there's only a few people inside, there's a distant music playing at the background

Gareth is not lying to what he just said to the both of you that you just realized you we're indeed hungry until you eaten one of their meals

Ever since you started college, you haven't had a decent meal

Both of you are stuffed and full, you ask at the bar for a drink

"One bottle of Heineken, please"

"Me too!"

"Cheers to finding yourself a boyfriend"

You snorted but you shrugged "I guess, cheers to that then?"

"I haven't told you where I met them, so, I first met Gareth at a convenience store and I don't know something really else clicked between the two of us, so, we hang out and then he gave me an invite"

"So, this is the man that you're talking about since last week?"

"Yeah"

"And you're officially his girlfriend"

She blushes "yes"

"Wow" you take a swig of your drink as you turn away from your bestfriend

"What is it?"

"I'm happy for you, I really do, but it seems so fast?"

Before she can reply, "You know what, I'll stop being protective, I'm just concerned- that's all"

She smiles at you as she nods to your words

"You're just like him"

"Like who?"

"Eddie"

Oh, there goes that name again

"What about him?"

"He's a really really nice guy, I'm not even kidding! he's also a gentleman"

You piqued an interest to that as your bestfriend Alexis smirks at the look that you just gave her

Gareth calls out to her name but Alexis hesitates to leave you all alone

"You can go ahead"

"Are you sure? I don't want-"

"I'll be fine, Alexis, just also look out for yourself, okay? go have fun"

She sadly smiles as she hugs you before she left and went to his drummer boyfriend

You deeply sighs as you finish your drink, you decide to take a look around the house

The guests are growing bigger and bigger as you started strolling around in the place

Every inch of the house feels so expensive, it's spacious, the white and gold furniture and the paintings all over across the room, you like how it styled

Much to your fascination, you bumped over the person whose quickly running that you fall back down on the floor

"Shit, my bad- I am so sorry" he reaches out for you to hold his hand

You clutch at your chest and winced at how hard it is but you dismissive your hand anyways and took his hand

"I'll survive, don't worry about it" you give him a small smile as you got back up on your feet

The male chuckles, you take him in, his hair is long brown curl locks and slightly long bangs and he's wearing a black Ray-Ban sunglasses and a pair of Metallica muscle tee and leather pants and black boots

"Why are you in such a hurry, anyway?" You ask him, you dusted yourself off

He ignores your question instead he ask you this "Would you accompany me in there?"

You tilt your head at him and looked over the crowded room

"I-I wouldn't-"

"Please, it would mean so much to me?" he opens his arm for you to hold but you still hesitated but sigh in defeat as you take it

On the way there, he speaks up again

"Did you come here alone?"

"Uh- no, my bestfriend from college, Alexis, used her plus one on me, I think you knew her already"

He chuckles again "Oh yeah, Alexis, she's a fun gal, I didn't know that she has fine bestfriend"

You knit your brows together, the moment he turns to look at you and he smiles, you became shy under his gaze

"Have you met everyone?"

"Yeah, I met Jeff and Gareth, they're cool but-" you replied to him and you notice some of the guests that you both passed while walking are waving at him

Who is this person?

"I haven't met Eddie" you say as you watch him open the doors

The moment the both of you step inside and the people roared in cheer, you startled by the joyous screams of all the guests

He laughs as he turns around back at you and takes his glasses off

"You already met him, darling"

Oh my god

Oh my fucking god

Why are you so clueless? You've been with him?!?

He's THEE Eddie Munson?!?

You're stunned and your mouth is agape as you stare at him in shock

He smirks as he places his Ray-Ban sunglasses on top of your head as he hold the tip of your chin raising it slowly to meet his gaze

"I'll see you later, sweetheart" he winks at you as he turns his back at you leaving you completely speechless

You know Corroded Coffin

Of course, you know the band name members

Yes, you listen to their songs

But

You didn't watch their music videos that's why you have no idea what they're look like

You're so occupied with your set of tasks that you didn't have the time to look at their faces

There, you see him again, talking to somebody else as he glances at you wiggling his fingers as you cupped your mouth in embarrassment as you shyly wave at him

He chuckles as he goes back talking to other person

Alexis pulled your hand in the corner as you both giggled to each other

"Girl- oh my gosh, you did not just come in with Eddie!"

"I have literally no idea! Alexis!"

"See? I told you he'll like you!" Gareth came into her side as he holds a drink into his hand as he points at you

"He's probably not" you deny him as Gareth rolls his eyes at you

"It's clear as day that you came in with him!" Jeff exclaims

"I think he was just being nice because he accidentally bumped on me earlier"

Alexis covers her mouth as the three of them looking at the person behind you

"It's my fault, I know" he tuts as he slinks his arm around your waist, you're surprised at the sudden action before you can even look at the person behind you

You pursed your lips together as you look down

"Mind you if I steal her from you guys?" He pulls you to his side as your eyes go wide at your bestfriend

She raises both of her hands with her face that says "Sorry, I can't help you"

"Yes, by all means!" Gareth aggressively nods as he shoos the both of you away

Jeff flashes you an eat-shiting grin at you as Eddie starts walking while still holding you closely to him

"Uh- rude of me, by the way, I did not quite catch your name"

You tell him your name as he nods but not leaving you with a dashing smile

He walks you through his room and you suddenly immersed in it's glory

It's captivating and it's so like him

He closes the door behind him and you roam your eyes around the area

"Wow, your room is so amazing"

"Thanks, you know all of this I just saved a lot of money to get all of this stuff that I wanted- uh- what's your favorite part?"

You smile as you point out the biggest window, you've ever seen

"Oh, that" both of you walked closer to it

He sighs at the scenery outside "Same"

You took the sunglasses from your head that he placed before

He pushes your hand away and lets his hold linger in there

"Keep it"

One of the crew/staff member starts knocking at the door telling Eddie someone is looking for him and it's urgent

"Can you stay here until I get back? You can do whatever you want in here"

"Um, sure" you say and smile as you nod at him

Before he closes the door, "Don't go anywhere? Okay?"

You chuckled "I won't, don't worry"

It's been 45 minutes since he left as you glanced over the clock as you finished looking at his achievement wall and shelf, you shift on your stance as you decided to take off your blazer

You walked through his vinyl collections, you run your hands on it until you saw "Marvin Gaye and Tammi Terrell "Ain't No Mountain High Enough" you picked it up and looked over the cover

You looked at the door for one last time

"I can wait for him" you shrug as you take the jacket off and holding the platter very gently as you placed it down and raised the tonearm needle and pressed the play button

A smile grows on your lips as you hear the familiar tune

Your head starts bopping and you sway your body into the song

"I'm sorry, I'm late, sweetheart" Eddie came inside of his room, finally, but you're so lost in the music

You didn't even hear the door click closed

You're about to see him behind you but you're still dancing into the song

Eddie's mouth slowly hanging open as he is so enthralled to what he is watching right now

You took the pin off from your hair updo as you shake your head slightly, so, it falls, god- his heart just dissipated

The soft smile from your lips, and oh so freaking gorgeous gorgeous dress and he just wanna take your hand and marry you right away

The moment you turned around you open your eyes, you saw him standing in there, you didn't see how he is so entranced by you

You laugh in shock as lovely gasp giggles that came out from your mouth as you held your chest and you threw your head back

The time felt slow as he just stands there

He never want this night to end

"Oh, you came back!" You say as your laughter died down

Eddie, come on, man, speak up, he blinks rapidly as he clears his throat as he shoves his hands into his pockets "Y-Yeah, I'm back" he winced at how he stuttered

"I hope you don't mind me playing one of your precious vinyls" you walk over through his vinyl player and you're about to stop the music until he grabs your wrists as he slowly reaches to hold your hand, you're now looking at him with your hair beautiful laying down on your shoulders

"Don't stop the music yet" he says as he beams up and tug you on the center of his room as you giggled in the process as he starts dancing with you

"My love is alive (woo)

Way down in my heart

Although we are miles apart

If you ever need a helping hand

I'll be there on the double

Just as fast as I can

Don't you know that there"

He takes you by his arms, he twirls you around, he held you close to his chest as he start making dance moves that will make your stomach hurt

He stares at you as you happily dance with a big smile on your face

He moves closer to you, you raised your eyebrows as he stops you from moving as he holds both of your forearms

Your eyes goes all over his face, you saw his eyes flit right back to your eyes and to your lips

He leans forward and then boom, he pulls you close to place a kiss on your lips, your eyes are wide but flutters shut as you cupped both of his cheeks as your lips moved along with his

The kiss was so soft and sweet until he walks forwards as you walked backward pinning you on the wall, he grabs you by the waist as you mewl into the kiss, you placed your palms over his shoulders as it slowly crossed your arms around his neck

He is now flushed into your body inhaling every scent of you, the both of you got out of breath as he starts suckling the skin from your neck and your collarbones

You tug at his hair as he groans, the music behind is now ignored and coming to an end, you hum at the sweet spot that he found earning a moan out of you

"Oh, you sound so good" his voice is suddenly deeper and lower than before

He caged you in the middle as he plant his palms on either side of your head as he licks his lips as he looks at you from up and down

You looked at him with those sickening eyes that he can't wait to see it squeezing shut from pounding at you so hard

You reached at his tattoos as you traced your fingers at them, he watches you intently, a sudden confidence went through you as you think of something

"Maybe, your friends will be looking for you?" You say without making your voice sound like a honey-glazed tone, you look over to his shoulder as he turns his head around it

"Nah, they won't be needing me-"

He stopped talking when he felt you putting something inside on his pocket

You smirked at him as he gotten amused as he reaches down and turns out to be your black laced panties his eyes almost bulge out of his skull as he raised it in front of you

You bat your eyelashes on him acting all coy and innocent as he bits his bottom lip

"Real smooth, princess"

"I don't know what you mean by that"

He scoffs as he chuckles while shaking his head, he clicks his tongue at the sight of you

He caught you off guard when he carries you by the hip, you shrieked at the action immediately as you wrapped your arms around his neck his free hand swiftly taking off his pants

Carrying you got your dress riled up in the process as he didn't waste a minute any longer, he didn't give you a time to adjust as he enters your hole and you feel him pulsing inside of you, you take a sharp breath as you close your eyes as you throw your head back

"Jesus fucking christ" he grunts as he starts from a slow pace until it becomes quicker

Making you a cockdrunk mess as you clench around him, you moan when he starts to get rougher, you hold him close tightly making him rest on the crook of your shoulder

You whimper "E-Eddie, oh- you're good" you kiss him again surprising him as he gladly kisses you back but this time it was more lustful and desperate as your both of your teeth clashed

You're sliding up and down against the wall as he fucks you deeper making you gasp as he hit the spot both of you are heavily breathing as Eddie's contorts into pleasure, the way your cunt swallowing him so easily is driving him nuts

"You're so goddamn wet" your breath hitches as you crossed your legs around his waist

He sheaths once more until you screamed as you came undone

You pant as he carries you again leading you into his bed, he takes himself out of you making you whine on the feel of emptiness, the male laugh as you huff and puff at him

He takes off your heels and his muscle tee, you used your elbows to move backwards at his bed

You're in awe at him completely naked in front you as he leans down his fingers playing the hem of your dress his eyes are asking for a permission as you hold a finger up

He watches you as you start to take off your dress, he gulped when he saw how absolutely eternal you are

All is bare on display for him

Only for him

Your shy demeanor came back when he looks at you like that but he removes that as he starts to kiss you once again, you yelped as you kiss him

While kissing you he is now positioning himself between your legs as he lets himself inside of you again

You moan into his mouth as he starts to goes lower until he's on your chest he places love marks all over it

He held your hips as he pounds into you harder, your mouth making an "0" shape as he smirks

Your cunt squelch as he pulls himself in and out of you, he pulls you down earning a high-pitched moan from you as he raised your one leg and as he plunges himself inside of you making your back arched

"W-where do you want me, sweets?" He says as he growl when you start clenching at him again

His eyes went bigger when you changed the position, now, you're on top of him

You move your hips keeping up the pace as you watch his eyes rolled squeezing it shut

"Inside of me, I need you to fill me up" it's the only you managed to say

He doesn't know if his mind playing tricks on him

Did you really say that to him?!?

Eddie became frantic as he can't bust inside of you just yet as you grin at him evilly

You roll your hips as your moan become louder and louder as Eddie starts to squirm beneath you

"Fucking hell, yes, use me- j-just like that" he reveled as he sits up holding you and pulling you closer to him

He kneads your breast as he watches you touching yourself down below making him groan

The bodies slapping is the most unholiest that you ever heard in your life as you kiss him while your hands went through his hair, you got him distracted by the sudden sweet sensation

As you can feel your body shaking and the heat forming and building up, he shudder when you pin him down on the bed, the mattress springs starts to squeak as you fuck him

Oh, he is a goner

You screamed in pleasure as he shoots his load inside of you, he didn't let you down as he fills you up into the brim, you can feel it dripping as you collapsed at him

Your whole body is spent as he chuckles lowly

You softly moan when he still fills you up as he moves his hips

Both of your body feels sticky from the sweat but you didn't mind and neither does he

You start to wobble as you remove yourself from his laying beside him as he smiles lazily at you

You gave him a sweet loving smile at him

"Was I good for you?" you ask him he doesn't missed the way your eyes flashes with wonder

He raised both of his eyebrows with a look that says "Are you fucking kidding me?"

"I-I don't know what you, what you did, but you did it, girl, see- normally I don't stutter but you d-d-do it to me!" He loses it, he got frustrated to fix his words as he let it be

Ever since he laid his eyes on you, he is staggered by your beauty

You crack up a laugh that he wishes he could hear it forever as he pulls you beside him

You both stayed like that for a while as you can feel your heavy eyes begging for you to go sleep, Eddie slipped off of you as he wore his boxers and pulls in his drawer a clean cloth

He opens the blanket as he takes care of you nicely, you're appalled, really, you've never had this level of intimacy before, you blushed

He saw your face as he smiles, "You're so adorable, baby" he chuckles as you hide your face with both of your palms

He brings back the blanket to cover you as you went into your side again

He kisses the top of your head as you wrapped your arms around him

He massages your scalp as it lulled you to sleep as you drift away

Meanwhile, Eddie, saw a shooting star as he looks at his window, says a prayer and hope it comes true

You woke up in the morning and you're still in the same position as it was before, he holds you close to him, you stare at him, he is so pretty with his long eyelashes and specks of freckles across his face

You take his arm off of you carefully, you slide off from the sheets as you picked up the discarded clothes all over the floor as you start dressing up

You saw your reflection in the mirror

Wow, damn, you didn't really who were you last night

There's something about him and that made you feel, you sigh in content with a smile on your face

You saw what time it is as you quickly put on your heels but before you headed out to the door

You smile so fondly as you placed a kiss on his lips and into his cheek, you giggle quietly when it leaves a mark because of your lipstick that you put on earlier

But, of course, you kept his sunglasses

"I wonder what's gotten to them" Jeff sips his coffee as he writes a new song for the band

Gareth chows down his favorite cereal, it crunches as he speaks "I think I heard someone left earlier in the morning but maybe that's just-"

Both of them can hear the loud pats of his barefeet as he runs quickly into the kitchen, even they're aware of his incoming presence, they both still get startled by him

"Where is she?!?" Eddie's voice starts cracking up like someone killed his loved one, he appears with his maroon robe

"Who?" Jeff takes a full gulp from his coffee as he analyzes his friend

Gareth still munching onto his cereal as he furrows his brows in confusion

"Her! Th-The girl with Alexis yesterday!"

"Oh, her" Jeff flashes a teasing wink to Eddie as his face drops in annoyance

"I think she left, Eddie"

"When?"

"Earlier in the morning, I heard the front door and gate opened"

Eddie starts pacing around at them back and forth, Gareth and Jeff eyes followed him as they both looked at each other because-

Eddie is only behaving like this when he doesn't have no idea for D&D campaign, when he can't write a song or when something happened to his beloved guitar

"I-I need to see her again, I can't- I have to- I want to see her" he rambles into his friends

"Man, are you alright?" Jeff asks him as walks over through him with his arms crossed

"No, I am not- I just really want to see her-"

"Gareth, do you have Alexis phone number?"

He nods but his expression changed as he remembers something, he even stops mid-chew

"Oh god, what does that mean?!?"

"She told me that they're going home"

"Home?!? Where?!?"

"She doesn't say, dude, they're college students, I think they're just here for it"

Eddie's eyes became glassy as he goes down and sat on the floor

Jeff slowly turns his head to Gareth with a face "Are you seeing this?!?"

"My life is over"

The line alone grabbed the both men's attention to him

"It's over, I'm finished!" He throws his hands up as he runs his palms through his face

Jeff squatted down in front of him as he hesitates at first but went it with it anyways as he placed his palm over his shoulder

"What happened?"

"She changed the game, Jeff"

"Ah" he shows a knowing look to Eddie making him huffed as rocks back and forth

Whining as to why you left all so sudden?!?

But, he knew you'll left sooner or later but not like this?!?

He has literally no idea where you from, he doesn't have any single contact that he can reach you, the worst fact is that

He doesn't even know where you are

Do you think of him like this?

Did you like him? Or was it just a one-night stand with you?

Do you also hope that you both shared the same feelings like as he did?

Do you wonder what he was doing after last night?

3 weeks had passed

A frown is evident on your face, but, sure, you already knew the moment you stepped on that line, you shouldn't be surprised when tabloids and it's all over the news about the headline

"A player rockstar"

You we're elated with him and your mind won't shut up thinking about him all the time ever since that night

It couldn't get any worse when you overheard other people talking about him, the radio, the television, the posters that are smacked every inch of the building you passed through, the billboards you saw, he is everywhere, everywhere you go, everywhere you went, even if you're so far away from him now, you can't never avoid him if you try

A part of you hoped and wished that he somehow also felt what you feel for him

You cursed through your breath when you forgot to left a phone number but you trash that idea since

He never asked for it

So, you left

"You wonder where he is now, huh?"

"Hmm?" You say as you play with his sunglasses that he gave to you

"Don't play coy with me, you know who I'm talking about" she saids as she takes a sip from her coffee

"He's probably with someone else now"

She scoffs as she leans down to narrow her eyes at you "Well, the people say he might be a player but you know all of this junk is false, you know they twist their words to make it sell, right?" She throws the clippings away from you as you released a deep sigh

A hope in your eyes are noticable as she smiles softly at you "How about you and Gareth?"

"We're doing great but we decided to take things slowly for a while, I took your advice"

"No, I shouldn't said anything"

"But I'm glad you did and you we're right"

You tug up a small smile on the corners of your mouth

"This isn't about me, it's about you, I may not knew Eddie that a lot but when he lets you hold him and didn't want you to stop to care for him? He is so madly in love with you"

"There you go again feeding my delusions"

"Look, I'm serious, just listen, Eddie loves you and you'll thank me later"

You let out a small chuckle "Okay, Alexis"

"There's someone for you at the phone" Jeff went into the studio room as he watches his friend tuning his guitar

"Who?" He asks

"Elizabeth?"

Oh, he remembers her all right, but he cringed as he looks at his friend as he slowly stands up and placed his guitar on the stand as he whispers

"Tell her that I am not home"

"Well, I'll be damned, that's the 4th girl that you just dismissed!" Gareth throws the music sheets as it flies everywhere making a mess as Eddie glares at him

"I don't want them in my life anymore"

Jeff studies his friend as he realizes that he is sooooo determined to see you again, if only, he can see you again

He knows that his friend won't stand for it, he won't stay still, he ain't gonna calm down until he reunites with you again

"Right, so, you just met some girl-"

"He is not some girl, Gareth"

Gareth knows he is already pissed, so, he held his hand up in surrender

The phone rings again and Eddie thinks it's the most annoying sound ever as the ringing tone bleeds through his ear

He stands up fast as he yanks the phone wire ending up breaking it as his friend's watches in shock as he threw the telephone across the room

"W-Why did you do that?!? That could be important!" Jeff walks over to the destroyed telephone as he goes to the kitchen awaiting for the next ring and Eddie is about to- but he stops him by holding his chest

He picks it up as he answers, "Hello?"

Jeff pinches his nose bridge as he grimaces at Eddie who is now wearing a smug look on his face

"Well?"

"It's Josephine"

Jeff is about to end the call but Eddie snatches the phone as he spoke

"Hello, dear, I'm sorry but stop trying to call me, Goodbye, don't ever call me again" he slams the phone back on its place

His voice is still remains the softness but it's firm dictating the words very clearly

Jeff raises his eyebrows he thought he'll screech at the young woman over the telephone but he didn't, he just politely declined whatever the girl wants

"Dude, look at him! Not a fucking single regret on his eyes" Gareth gestures his hands as he points out to Eddie

"I'm gonna throw out any phone if someone else tries to call me again, there's no player in me anymore, a-and it was dead ages ago!"

"But the media still thinks that you are" Gareth snorts but Jeff pokes his stomach with his elbow

"That's all some crap that they made up"

"What makes you think she'll believe you?"

"What?"

"If you ever encountered her again"

"Then I'll say the truth and that's the only night that I ever slept with someone for so long and I wouldn't join anyone in a bed or in a freaking house that isn't her"

Jeff nods along with a enigmatic smile on his face as Eddie shakes his head at him but he smiles

"I also wonder Alexis been doing, I haven't talked to her for a month?"

"Didn't you say they lived in a province? Or like a small cities?"

"Yeah? They could be everywhere in the world?!? I think she forgots to mention the name of their town, but wait- I think I saw her I.D hanging around her neck once, I took a glimpse on it"

Gareth pulls his brows together as he tries to remember the memory

Jeff and Eddie looks at him waiting for the anticipated answer

"Indiana? I don't know what part in Indiana?"

Eddie claps both of his hands, "we should make a tour over there and convinced our manager to make it happen"

"Why didn't you say this before?"

"Hey, Don't take this on me! I only just remembered it! y'all should be thankful that I can recall it"

The phone rings once again and Eddie is ready to yeeted it out of the window

Both of the men panicked as they rushed to Eddie to stop him by breaking another phone

"No- Eddie!"

"Stop!"

The boys we're surprised that their idea is acceptable

They toured on every part in Indiana, even he needs to rest and he needs to sleep but every show they did before and after, he never stopped looking for you anywhere

He has turned the whole places of Indiana upside down just to look for you

He finds nothing

No, sign of you anywhere

But, he's not giving up hope, he would rather die just to be with someone who isn't you

He would never ever date or marry someone else that isn't you

Eddie is now starting think that you might be not a human being after all, maybe, you're just this angel that came down or even a magical entity that came into his life and that's why you disappeared all of the sudden

He thanks himself for being so attentive with your friend Alexis as she talks about you to him before, you sounded so wonderful with her stories but meeting you in person? It's more fantastic

He went every record store in the place, he grows sadder when some other places didn't have any, he knew that you liked his vinyl collection, so, he supposed that somehow you we're there looking at the records

But as always the result is none

He is rooting for the last place that they'll visit

Even you don't want him anymore, he'll still be happy just to see you again for one last time

A bunch of youngsters are awestruck of the café that you and Alexis usual spot to hang out

"Do the people of Hawkins just finally realized that the coffee is good there or what?" Alexis says as she clutches her purse tightly as you both approach a sea of people

"What are they screaming about?"

Some adults overheard you as they replied "A rock band just visited our town are having a show at Hawkins High"

Your eyes light up of what you just heard "A rock band? Really?"

"Oh my god, me and my bestfriend went there to highschool together!"

"We have to grab a coffee, first, Alexis"

"I already feel so energized! I wonder who it is"

You murmur "Excuse me! We're passing through"

You both finally made it inside as you take your orders

Unbeknownst to you, a certain man on the other side is also drinking coffee

That's where all the noise coming from

A familiar laughter shoots through his core, oh boy, he felt weak in the knees as he heard it again

Despite the crowd being so loud, he still heard it

He thought was only hallucinating but he heard it yet again

Eddie turns around almost drops his cup of coffee as he shakily breathes

There you are with Alexis as you're about to leave as you take your coffee and a small paper bag

But, as soon as he gets up, the people are starting to get frenzy as the bodyguards couldn't handle the situation

He is stuck with all of the fans surrounding him

God, he is like fighting with his life at this very moment

He tries to walk ahead but no to avail as many people are dying to get close to him

Jeff and Gareth are politely telling people to give them personal space and to back off

They both follow their friends gaze as Jeff put hands over his head as Gareth eyes softens that he saw his girl again

"Please, don't leave!" He yells as he puts his hands on either side of his mouth as he shouts for your name

Making the crowd went completely silent, the rest of the people follow where he's staring at as you can hear the distant whispering

You froze as you stop your tracks to that voice

The voice that you thought you couldn't hear again

"They're here, I-I can't believe it!" Alexis sobbed as he saw Gareth who is teary-eyed

Eddie finally made his way over to you slowly as the people watch him, you're just about to turn around to face him

The second you looked at his eyes, your body shook that you can swear that Eddie can see it that you're nervous and confused

There's a unreadable expression on his eyes that you've never seen before

Maybe, you avoid yourself for letting him in, for staying in denial

But, the truth is, you still love him

"Hey, sweetheart, it feels so nice to finally see you again" He breathy laughs as he pulls up wide smile as his eyes goes all over your face

Your hair is different, shaggy haircut but still long, you're wearing a baggy long sleeve shirt as he can see the peek of your sports bra strap and denim skirt, a pair of sneakers but as always, you looked prettier on every kind of style

He had some changes too, I mean- he is always stylish but you didn't expect him to be even more confident, he wore a freaking mesh tee that you can see through his tattoos, he is so insane for wearing it and leather pants with boots

All you wanted to do is to throw yourself at him but you have a respect for yourself

You don't want him to give the satisfaction that he wants, so, you remained the wall that you build up

"Hello" you nod as you plastered a fake smile

His expression changes as he saw that you weren't pleased to see him again

But, then again, of course, why would you be happy

"Fucking tabloids" he thinks to himself

The swarming fans went wild as they tried to get to Eddie

Eddie jerks his head at the backdoor as you turn your head at it even you think if this was a bad idea to let him get into you again

Still, you want him to talk

The bodyguards blocked the way, so, both of you can have a privacy, you heard the people talking about you

"Who is the mystery girl?" As they all say

Alexis gave you an encouraging smile and a hug before she left you with him

She glares at Eddie who swallowed nervously

He tails behind your back as you went outside, he closes the door blurring out all the noise inside

He doesn't even know where to start as you wrap your arms around yourself ducking your head down, his hands are itching to touch you

"Uh, how are you?"

"I've been good" you lie, you missed him

He nods but if this painfully short conversation ends up like shit, he wouldn't be able to forgive himself, so-

"After that night" he brings it up, you get tensed as you look at his hopeful eyes

"I-I think I'm in love you" he said without a single trace of doubt on his voice

Your eyes are glistening to his confession but you take a step back at him as you slowly shake your head

"Eddie, y-you have a quite a reputation" you laugh in disbelief as you tried not to breakdown and cry Infront of him

Does that mean he felt the same way? Like you did?

He knows what you mean by that and he is never proud of it

He doesn't have anyone who looked at him in the way that you looked at him

They only want him because of his rockstar personality but you?

You're aware that he's a big artist in the industry but you treated him like he always wanted to be treated

Is to feel seen and you just interacted him not only he felt the connection but also spiritually

Meeting you was the best refreshing moments of his life

"That's all the in past now, please, I need you and I want you, can you just listen what I have to say?!"

"Are you doing this because you're already tired all of the girls that you have? Am I going to be one of them? No-"

"I tried to forget about you!"

He curses himself when he saw the hurt expression on your face

"I tried, I really really tried, I woke up in that morning and I don't even know what you did to me! I can't seem to get you out of my head!" He takes a step closer to you

"After that night, I don't know what to do with myself like how am I going to see you again?!"

That's how much he misses you? the tears well up in your eyes

Your chest tightens as he moves closer to you as he held both of your forearms

"I woke up every single morning and you're the only one who runs through my mind" he says to you very softly, a voice sounds so small and vulnerable

He cradles your cheek as swipes the fallen tear that runs down

You still haven't responded to him as he kept on going

"I'll give whatever you want, just say something, whatever you need, I'm going to give it to you and I guarantee that you'll be happy and I won't ever make you cry and feel hurt, we'll be together" he pauses as whispers the last line

"I-If that's what you want, if you'll have me" he rests his forehead against yours

"W-What a-about the girls?"

"Those days are over, baby, I only want you nothing more"

You quietly sniffle to his another confession as you look straight into his eyes

"And even you don't want me, I'll fucking die alone"

"Eddie- I"

"Also that night, I've never been with anyone else for so long that it feels like an eternity but when I met you, god, you change me, you put me on like I've never felt before and I still need more, I need you and I want you in my life permanently!"

It's true, his eyes fixed on you as he gauges for your reaction and verdict

"Sweetheart, I-"

You slam your lips over to his as he hums while kissing you back

Gosh, you both missed this

He cuts it off as he furrow his brows at you, looking at you in confusion

"Is that a yes?"

You let the happy tears fall as you hug him "Yes, Eddie, I love you"

You embraced him as you bury your face on his neck as you stand on your tippy toes

He sighs of relief as he carries you and circles you around as he pulls you back to kiss you once again

"I love you too so much" he says as you finally saw the glint of adoration on his eyes that you're terrified to see before

This time, he won't be worry not seeing you again

Because you'll stay forever with him on his side

Like you always wanted in the first place <3

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vintagebunnies · 2 years ago

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flowers in december

part i

singledad!eddie munson x teacher!fem!reader

fluff, angst, eventual smut, mutual pining, strangers to lovers, slow burn, mdni (3.4k)

It’s Blythe’s first day of preschool, she has a difficult morning which effects eddie. But then he meets you.

no warnings for this part! just a whole bunch of fluff and very slight angst! (reader is referred to as ms. honey just for the sake of this fic <3)

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the first day.

The soft pitter patter of small sock clad feet echoed throughout the trailer. Eddie was frantically chasing his giggling toddler around, trying to get her to sit still so he could fix her curly, unruly hair.

“C’mon Bly, if you let me do your hair I’ll let you have a cookie before we leave!” Eddie was stressed, trying to gather up his five-year-old for her first day of preschool. Blythe stopped in her tracks at hearing the word cookie. Turning around, she went straight for Eddie’s leg, barreling into him, making him stumble backwards.

“That got your attention, huh?” Even though he felt a bit frazzled, he couldn’t help but smile at his daughter looking up at him with chubby cheeks and her big doe eyes. She inherited a lot of his features, fortunately.

“Cookie! Can I have cookie?” Blythe had Eddie’s pant leg in a white knuckled grip, her chubby little hands grasping onto him tightly. “After, you’ll get a cookie when you let me do your hair.” Eddie bent down to pick her up, cradling her on his right hip, holding the brush and hair ties in the opposite hand.

Moving from the kitchen to the living room, Eddie seated himself on the old sunken in sofa, placing Blythe right in front of him.

Blythe was immediately distracted by the box tv in front of her, currently playing a rerun of ThunderCats.

Eddie was able to quickly put Blythe’s hair into two neat little braids before she became restless. “Okay Bly, you can get your cookie now.”

This caught Blythe’s attention immediately, she turned around to face Eddie, giving him a big toothy smile. Her smile made Eddie smile, giving her a kiss on the crown of her head. Blythe took the opportunity to be an absolute menace, and pull on Eddie’s hair that was halfway draped over her. “Cookie!”

“Hey—ow—you gotta let go of my hair if you wanna cookie,” Eddie breathlessly laughed out, lightly grasping her hands and pulling her off. “Let’s go get you your cookie, you little gremlin.”

Blythe raced Eddie into the kitchen, waiting with her hands on her hips and giving him an impatient foot tap. For a little toddler, she had a lot of fire in her, always keeping Eddie on the tips of his toes.

Eddie broke off a half of the chocolate chip cookie, handing her the smaller half. Blythe was not having it, she furrowed her brows looking up at Eddie with a pout. “Where’s the rest of my cookie?”

“Bly, that’s too much sugar for this early in the morning. You’ll get the other half later,” Eddie imitated her little scowl. “No daddy, I want it now! I want the cookie now!” She stomped her foot, still holding the piece of the cookie in her hand.

Eddie got on his knees to be eye level with her, putting both of his hands on either side of her head. “You’ll get it later, okay? Pinky promise?” Eddie brought his pinky out in front of her, Blythe still donning a pout, brought her smaller pinky into his.

She shoved the cookie into her mouth, getting crumbs all over her rosy cheeks and chocolate on her face, stomping into the living room and climbing back onto the couch.

Eddie stood up from his kneeling position, knees popping from the tension. He glanced down at his watch, eyes almost bulging out of his head from the time. “Shit—Bly, we gotta go honey.” He ran into the living space, quickly shutting the tv off.

“No! I’m not going.” Blythe yelled, crossing her arms over her chest and frowning. Eddie was quickly gathering up all of her stuff, opting to just put her shoes on in the car. He threw her little sparkly backpack over his shoulder.

“Blythe, please. We need to leave,” In reality, they needed to leave ten minutes ago, but time wasn’t a thing with a child anymore.

Eddie absolutely adored Blythe with all of his heart, she was one of the only people he genuinely loved. She was the light of his life. But sometimes, being a single parent is hard, especially since now the trailer was going to be dead silent for the rest of the day. No soft mumbles from Blythe playing with her toys. Just silence.

Eddie knew Blythe wasn’t going to budge on her own, so he just scooped her up off the couch and making a beeline for the heavy steel front door.

Blythe was crying and kicking, trying to get out of Eddie’s grasp. Tears streaming down her face, she yanked on Eddie’s hair, making his jaw clench from the sharp shooting pain.

Eddie didn’t want anyone in the trailer park to wake up from all of the commotion, seeing Blythe crying and in distress would create another rumor about Eddie around the small Hawkins community. Even though she was obviously well taken care of, the people in the town still despised Eddie and would do anything in their power to try to frame him for something that was false.

Blythe let go of Eddie’s hair, now clenching her tiny fists and trying to fight off her father.

Eddie was able to get her into her car seat, safe and secure. Her little body was shaking with small sobs, face red from the oncoming tears. Blythe truly didn’t understand what was going on, all she knew was that she was going to be away from her dad for too long, not wanting to even be a foot away from him.

Eddie quickly got into the car, the sun slowly rising over the clouds, casting a warm glow over the small town.

Eddie was nervous. Anxiously tapping his hands against the steering wheel all the way there, hearing Blythe’s little sniffles the entire time. She calmed down a bit, but she still looked upset. Her lips pulled into a frown, and with her little eyebrows furrowed.

Eddie’s nerves gradually got worse the closer he got to the school, worried about Blythe being made fun of or not making friends. All he wanted was to give her a decent childhood, something he didn’t have. He tried his hardest on giving her anything her tiny heart desired.

Pulling into the school's parking lot, Eddie got a glimpse of the time. Almost eight minutes late. This was definitely not a good starting impression.

“Fuck!” Eddie whispered to himself but not too quietly, as Blythe repeated a quiet ‘fuck’ to herself in between sniffles. “No, no! That words bad, don’t say that Bly,” Eddie looked at her through the rear view mirror.

Luckily, he was able to find a parking spot right in front of the school’s doors, which were still swarmed by teachers.

Eddie hastily jumped out of the car, aiming straight for the back door. He still had to put Blythe’s shoes on her feet, thankfully they were velcro but it was a bit of a heftier task when she kept kicking her feet.

“Look Bly, they light up!” He tried to distract her, finding anything to put her in a better mood.

“I don’t care.” Blythe’s stare was burning holes right through Eddie’s skull.

Thankfully, Eddie was able to get Blythe out of the car a lot easier than it was to get her in, putting her bag right over his shoulder again, holding her much smaller hand in his bigger one.

Blythe was practically attached to Eddie’s leg the entire walk to the front of the school, keeping his hand in her unyielding grip.

Eddie was getting a lot of sharp stares from the teachers chatting at the front doors, not giving him a welcoming greeting like they did for everything else. Eddie didn’t want to seem cold, so he gave them a tight lipped smile.

Eddie made his way over to the front desk, not quite familiar with the layout of the school.

“I’m, uh, looking for, Ms. Honey’s class?” Eddie kept sneaking small glances down at the crumpled notebook paper with the teacher's name written in scraggly handwriting.

The secretary gave Eddie the directions to the classroom, which luckily, wasn’t so far from the front of the school.

The hallways were crowded with sobbing parents and children, the sound of little giggles resonated through the school, and the sound of shoes squeaking on the multicolored linoleum floors.

Eddie was frantically looking around for the proper room number, navigating his way through the crowd.

He was able to find his way, with Blythe’s hand still in tow. Eddie handed Bly her backpack, putting it over her shoulders and kneeling. “I’ll be back later, ‘kay?” Eddie rested his hands over her shoulders, thumbs drawing idle circles over her biceps.

“Why aren’t you stayin’?” Blythe asked with a sad pitiful look on her face.

Before Eddie could answer, he was interrupted.

“Oh my gosh! Look at how shiny your shoes are!” Eddie and Blythe both looked at the same time, but Eddie was sure it was only his heart that was swarmed with butterflies.

You came out of the classroom, bright like a ray of sunshine. A gold dainty necklace adorning your neck, with a small heart pendant resting against the dip in between your collarbones, a white short sleeve blouse that was decorated in little daisies, and a knee length cream colored skirt swaying with your movement.

“What’s your name, little missy?” You were slightly hunched over, hands resting on your knees, looking down at Blythe.

Blythe suddenly became shy, hiding her hands behind her back and tilting her head to the side, resting on her shoulder.

“Blythe.” She mumbled it so quietly it was almost inaudible, but you were listening so intently you heard her just fine.

“Blythe, what a pretty name for a pretty girl!” Your voice was so sweet and soft, a perfect voice for a teacher.

Your compliment got a smile and a blush over Bly’s chubby little face. Her dimples now apparent.

Eddie couldn’t stop staring at you, he thought you were the most beautiful thing. Next to Blythe, of course.

“Thank you.” Blythe whispered.

“And you must be Mr. Munson, right?” You turned your attention to Eddie now, giving him a warm smile.

“Y-yeah, just Eddie’s fine though,” He wanted to slap himself in the face for sounding so awkward, but he couldn’t help himself when you were treating him and his daughter with so much respect and kindness.

“Well, it’s an honor to meet you!” You held your hand out for Eddie to shake, Eddie pulling himself out of the spell you had him under and shaking your hand back.

“Yeah, um, it’s great to meet you too!” He tried to make himself sound a little less inept.

You turned your attention back to Blythe. “Why don’t you say bye to dad and find a seat?” You were still talking to her with such a hushed voice, not wanting to startle her.

Eddie looked down at Blythe, waiting for her to turn around and give him a lung crushing hug. But when all she did was turn to look at him slightly with a frown, and walk into the classroom, Eddie could feel his heart crack right in half. The smile he had on his face quickly fading, now his face filling with hurt.

He knew she didn’t mean to hurt his feelings, she’d be as right as rain when he’d come by to pick her up later.

You immediately noticed Eddie’s mood drop, putting your hand on his shoulder and catching his attention. “I’ll keep an eye on her today,” You gave him a meaningful smile.

“Thank you, really. She wasn’t too thrilled this morning,” Eddie gave an awkward chuckle, ”disappointed that I didn’t give her an entire cookie.”

You giggled.

Eddie smiled at the sound, your giggle sounded like a beautiful spring morning. Colorful and full of life.

You just explained to Eddie what you were planning with the students today. The way you talked sounded like you reread a script multiple times before today, retelling him everything smoothly.

Eddie and you bid farewell to each other, then Eddie waved to Blythe through the doorway.

Blythe was too caught up in socializing with the other kids to notice.

Even though Eddie was visibly stressed from the morning with Bly, he was content with seeing how well she was doing with the other students so far.

Eddie was able to make his way through the lessening crowd, finding his way back to the parking lot unscathed.

When he got in his car, he felt a lot better than he did this morning. Perhaps it was from you. You were able to lift him up with just a small smile and a laugh.

The silence in the trailer felt never ending, it turned Eddie’s once adequate mood sour.

Blythe’s toys were scattered around the trailer. Eddie had a sudden rush of sadness wash over him from not seeing her shoes sitting by the front door.

But he has to keep on reminding himself that Blythe is getting older, she’s going to be gone more often now.

When Eddie was younger, he’d probably just snuff the idea of having a child. Laughing at it with a ‘yeah right’, but here he was, grieving something that wasn’t actually gone.

The familiar loneliness feeling came back full force though, making Eddie plop down onto the old couch with a sigh.

Eddie was delighted with having a day off today. Not that his job was tough anyways, he worked at the local library. It never got crowded, but sometimes the elderly that came by would ask questions about everything. But like always, Eddie stayed patient with them.

Patience is something he learned over the five years with Blythe.

Jesus Christ, five fucking years.

He still couldn’t believe how quickly the years sped by, how quick he was left to take care of a child on his own.

The only good thing he got out of that was Blythe. God, he absolutely loves Blythe. She is his sun, moon, and stars. His sun on a rainy day. He knows that he’s the same to her.

Eddie was absolutely grateful for you too, though. Even though he just met you, he knew immediately that you’d be someone Blythe would look up to.

He smiled at the thought of you. You were practically glowing when he saw you, an absolute angel.

Your voice was like a sprinkle of fairy dust, and your name matched your aura. Ms. Honey.

Eddie didn’t do much the few hours Blythe was away, mainly just pacing around the trailer, sitting on the sofa staring at the peeling paint on the walls, and gathering all of Blythe’s toys that were dispersed around the living room.

Since Blythe was only in preschool, she wasn’t gone for too long. Maybe around four hours at most, but those four hours to Eddie felt like four grueling years. He didn’t know what he would do without her.

That’s what led Eddie to where he is now, getting ready to leave to pick Bly up from school. Except twenty minutes earlier than he needed to.

Eddie was elated to pick up Blythe, anticipating this moment since the second she was born. Knowing that there was still a full ten minutes before the school opened the heavy front double doors, Eddie was constantly checking to make sure Blythe’s car seat was secured in the backseat. Being a single parent surely isn’t simple.

Now acquiring the habits of a parent, Eddie made sure that everything was perfect. No one ever told him how difficult it would be to raise a child, and definitely not on his own.

The sound of doors opening brought Eddie out of his thoughts, directing his attention to the now open school. He quickly staggered out of his car, strolling over to the few teachers standing at the front.

It seems that Eddie wasn’t the only worried parent with the same idea of leaving early, as a few parents were already trudging over to the school.

Eddie quickly went over to the secretary desk, telling the lady his name and who he was picking up. The school's secretary was a nice old lady. A few gray hairs sprinkled throughout her hair, and glasses perched over her nose.

As Eddie started to walk down the hallway, he was fidgeting around with the chunky silver rings that embellished his hands.

Sure, he was nervous and excited about how Blythe’s first day went, but he was also nervous to see you. He wasn’t worried about you looking down upon Eddie, but he was more anxious over the fact that he just met you and already couldn’t keep you off of his mind.

Heavy combat boots squeaking over the linoleum, Eddie almost jumped out of his skin when he ran right into you. You were peeking out of the classroom to see if anyone had arrived, giving both you and Eddie a good scare.

You let out a slight yelp while Eddie let out a small gasp, then both chuckling about the encounter.

“It’s great to see you again, Mr. Munson!” You smiled.

“Same to you, and please, you can just call me Eddie.” Eddie announced.

“Of course, Eddie.” You tested his name out, it felt right to say. Left a sweet taste in your mouth. You noticed a small blush form over Eddie’s face, smiling slightly at that.

“I’ll let Blythe know that you’re here,” You said before turning around and calling Blythe’s name. Eddie just nodded and cleared his throat while you did so, trying to rub away the blush that found its way over his cheeks.

You turned back to Eddie. “She’s just getting her stuff together,” you voiced. “She had a really good day today, very pleasant to have in class.” You grinned, looking up at Eddie from the doorway, holding piles of binders in your hands.

Eddie was now able to notice the small gold rings that decorated a few of your fingers. It was simple, but adorable.

Eddie was abruptly thrown out of the trance you had him in, Blythe came barreling out of the classroom with her hair all frizzy, and her backpack thrown over her shoulders haphazardly.

“Daddy!” Blythe ran right into Eddie’s leg, giving him a big squeeze.

“Hey, sweetie,” Eddie took Blythe into his arms, hugging her close to his chest. Blythe buried her face in his neck, wrapping her chubby arms around his neck. “How was your day?”

“So good, I did finger paint!” Blythe moved away from her spot on Eddie’s neck, showcasing her multicolored stained fingers. She had a huge smile from ear to ear, her eyes were almost closed.

You stood in the doorway watching it all unfold, beaming at the sight.

Eddie definitely looked scary to most, but moments like these made it seem all just a cover up. From the moment you saw Eddie, you knew he wasn’t how the town liked to make him out to be. Of course you’ve heard rumors about the notorious Eddie Munson, local ‘cult leader’.

“I’m glad to hear you had a good day baby.” Eddie left a kiss on Blythe’s forehead. Blythe brought her hands out and took hold of Eddie’s cheeks, leaving a baby kiss on his cheek in return.

Your heart nearly stopped. You wanted to start sobbing, their interactions were filled with pure love and adoration for one another.

“Well miss Blythe, I’ll see you again tomorrow.” You spoke up, smiling at the two.

“Bye Ms. Honey!” Blythe turned around in Eddie’s hold, giving you an exuberant wave. “Now I can get my cookie, right daddy?”

Blythe turned back around to Eddie, her partially toothless smile making him laugh. “I guess you can now.”

“See you both tomorrow,” You voiced, still grinning at the two.

Eddie smiled at you, his big bronze eyes practically had a sparkle in them, gleaming everytime he looked your way. You felt your face flush from his gaze, turning around to gather up the rest of the students.

Blythe was chatting away as Eddie held her close, sharing every detail about her day and what she did. Occasionally mentioning how excited she was for the cookie.

Eddie was relieved that Blythe had a good day and was enthusiastic about going to school now. But he was even more relieved about you.

You were accepting and didn’t grimace at him whenever he walked into the small school.

You were lovely, and he was overjoyed to be able to see more of you.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

#eddie munson x reader #stranger things #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x fem reader #eddie munson x you #stranger things x reader #stranger things fic #single dad!eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson angst

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the-doctor-3000 · 1 month ago

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Hello, can I request a Lion-O x fem reader.

A Fluffy Isekai, like reader was a human nerd who loved learning about animals and plants~ spending most her time camping, but ended up having an accident one day, then waking up in Third Earth.. she’s fascinated by this new world, ends up specializing in wilderness survival, learning about every species of plant, what’s edible and what’s not.. eventually coming across the Thundercats when foraging. She helps them with food and medicine, with Panthro asking if she’d join them. (He’s sick of the gang complaining about his cooking.. and her food was really good.) she agrees, having grown a bit lonely on her own, and smitten shenanigans between her and Lion-O begins

A/N: I am so sorry for taking so long to write this! I was experiencing a writer's block! Also, since you didn't specify whether you wanted it to be hcs or a one-shot, I decided to do a mix. I will be doing the hcs part in 2nd pov, but you can send me a message to change it if you want. I hope you enjoy it! And again, sorry!

Warnings: Fluff, my knowledge about camping (and things related to it) is non-existent, so I had to do some research - I apologize if they are not accurate. For those who also have no knowledge about it, please do not listen to the things that will be written in this fic as they may as well be false and read a book about it instead, or listen to a professional.

Found Love In The Wild

Y/n groaned as she felt a bright light on her eyes. She cracked them open with great difficulty. She sat up slowly, and her vision focused. She could see that she was in the middle of a desert. She rubbed her eyes and then looked again. She wasn't hallucinating. She was indeed in a desert.

She stood up, stumbled a little as she did, and took another look at her surroundings. Her eyes were half closed from the sun, her fists on her hips as she looked around for any signs of life. How did she even end up there? She could've sworn that she was on her way with her friend to camp in the woods.

She pinched herself to see if she was dreaming but nothing. She did it again, and still the same result. She trembling nodded to herself as she tried to take deep breaths.

"Okay, okay, okay." She muttered to herself. "So this just happened. Don't panic, y/n. Everything will turn out fine." She removed her shirt and tied it around her head. "Okay. Now I need... I need..." She snapped her fingers, trying to remember the next thing to do when you're lost in the desert. "Water! I need to find water, food, and shade!"

Once she found them - with great difficulty since the dessert was really huge and it wasn't easy at to find what she needed - she decided to build a makeshift tent because it was getting dark soon.

The next few days have been rough, but she tried to adjust as she explored. She used whatever she had and found in order to survive. At first, she had to deal with food and hydration. She never expected anything to attack her— Well, actually no, she did think that she might have to defend herself against wild animals, but she never thought that the animals would be humanoid lizards with deadly weapons almost identical to the ones humans have.

She started making her own weapons ever since the first interaction. She would even try to camouflage herself in order to avoid confrontation, if possible.

One day, in the woods, while she was hunting for food, she came across a group of cats. A tiger, a cheetah, two small wild cats (she thought), a panther, and a lion. There was another one, one who appeared to be the size of a pet. The creature was on the ground, laying with its belly up. It groaned in pain.

Y/n approached the group. Her footsteps had become as light feathers. She learned that during her time in the wild. She put her hand on its forehead to check its temperature.

They all looked at her, noticing her presence, and most of them were ready to attack her. She gently opened its mouth and sniffed a little.

"They ate holly berries." She spoke, ignoring the way they reacted. The small creature's stomach growled a little, and its face became green. It groaned in pain. "Can someone please fetch me some water?"

The cheetah female reacted fast to her request and brought her a flask. Y/n then put the creature in a better position so it wouldn't choke. The creature puked on her, and she winced a bit in disgust, but she didn't pull away as she patted it on the back. It was better if it threw up rather than hold it in. Once the vomit was over, she helped it drink water.

When it started feeling better, y/n gently wrapped her handmade cloak around it.

Now that their friend was alright, the interrogation began from the tiger. Humanoid, too. "And who exactly are you?"

Y/n looked at him, but the humanoid lion responded. "Easy there, Tygra. She helped Snarf."

"She still could be one of his spies."

Y/n sighed as she stood up and said. "I assure you, I am no one's spy. My name is y/n." She then pointed at Snarf. "May I know who the idiot who thought it was a good idea to feed them holly berries might be?"

All of them turned to the bigger cat, the panther. He responded. "Hey! How was I supposed to know it would be poisonous!?"

The lion male looked at y/n, fascination in his eyes. "How were you able to tell, though?"

"I've had some previous experiences, but I also had to learn in my time in this place as it seems that I am trapped here."

"Trapped here?" The cheetah female asked curiously.

"This world. Where I am from... well... let's just say that it's nothing like here." Y/n did not know how to describe her situation to them and if they would even understand it. "To keep it short, I am from another dimension, and I have no idea how to get back, and–" She stopped as she sniffed the air and covered her nose. "What is that disgusting smell?"

The cubs laughed at that. "That would be Panthro's cooking!"

"You brats—!" Panthro said with a glare. Y/n walked up to the cauldron. There was a soup of sorts inside. She took a spoon and tasted it. Tears formed in her eyes as she made a sour expression. She covered her mouth with a gag. "Oh, c'mon! It's not that terrible!"

Y/n did not even bother addressing him. She looked at the others and sighed. She then searched through her bag and took out some peppercorns. She put some in the soup, ignoring Panthro's protests, and started mixing.

She added some other herbs that the others had never seen before, and when she was done, she called them to eat.

Everyone appeared to be extremely satisfied with the results. Even Panthro, although he wouldn't admit it. The red-headed male came up to her with a smile.

"Hey, thanks for helping Snarf and for the food."

Y/n returned the smile. "I am pleased that my assistance is appreciated."

"Sorry about Tygra." He said apologetically. "He doesn't trust easily."

"I've noticed."

He put out a paw for her to shake, which she did. "I am Lion-O, by the way." He then gestured to the others, one by one. "These are Panthro, Wilykit and Wilykat, Cheetara, Tygra, and Snarf."

Y/n nodded. "Interesting names for interesting... uhm... people." They stopped shaking hands. "I better get going. It was nice to meet you all. Well... most of you."

"You could always join us!" Wilykit chimed into the conversation with her brother.

"Yeah!" Wilykat added on, nodding in agreement. "We could really use someone with healing abilities!"

"And someone who knows how to actually cook, too." Kit said in a feign whisper.

"Hey! I heard that!" Panthro shouted in the distance, offended.

Y/n looked at the others, if they were okay with that. They didn't seem to hold any objections to this. She spoke. "I don't see why not. It's not like I have places to be, and it has been quite lonely lately—"

Kit and Kat, as they told her to call them, cheered in happiness.

And that's how it all began. The day you joined the Thundercats.

And of course, it didn't take long for the lion prince, now king, to start falling heads over heels for you.

I want to safely assume that it would be a 'he fell first, she fell harder' scenario. Mostly because I am one hundred percent sure that Lion-O would be the first to have a crush on his significant other. Plus, I think it would take lots of time for a human to fall in love with a... humanoid cat. (Wow... what a sentence 😂😭)

Anyway, moving on!

When you both started having a crush on each other, it would be so obvious to everyone, but you two.

I think the reason would be insecurity.

Though after you get over that and do confess to one another, you two are very lovey dovey.

You two would hold hands whenever you walked side by side, felt threatened, or generally.

After finishing a conversation with the entire team or just the two of you, you will give him a peck on the cheek and walk off.

The twins would probably find it cute until you kiss in front of them.

Lion-O loves hearing you talking about the things you like and whenever you all aren't in danger, he takes you on picnics and camping – a little further from the Thundertank just in case Mumm-Ra's forces attack – for dates.

He wants to show you that he listens to you.

Sometimes, he will often try to recreate some of your favourite memories from your world or even attempt to bake your favourite sweets with Panthro.

Which ends in disaster, but you still love the gesture.

#lion o x reader #lion-o x reader #thundercats x reader #thundercats 2011 #thundercats #human reader #female reader

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athena-writes-i-guess · 2 years ago

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Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

Prompt: “But you are important.”

Warnings: light angst, hurt/comfort, fluff at the end

A/N: hello! This fic might be a little self indulgent as it is my birthday today and it has always been hard for me, so I wrote this little piece for those of us who have a hard time with birthdays. Hopefully you all like it, hopefully it doesn’t suck!

It was a bed day as you would call it. A day where you were too down to be able to get out of bed. You’ve had bed days before, for many different reasons; school stress, fights with family, just your regular depression getting the better of you. But today was a special bed day, because it was your birthday.

Your birthday had been special when you were growing up, your father made it feel that way for you after your parents got divorced. Making you feel cared about and like you were the most important person on that day. But then, one day when you were 11, your father just up and left you on your mothers doorstep with your abusive father and clueless mother, never to be seen or heard of again. Now, you just wanted to ignore this day.

You hadn’t told anyone about it being your birthday, not your friends, and especially not your boyfriend Eddie. Who no doubt was wondering where you were right now as you had skipped school today. Too lost in your self-pity to socialize.

You looked at the clock on your bedside table and sighed, it was the first break of the day and Eddie was surely looking for you as you hadn’t called to tell him you wouldn’t be at school. You felt a little bad for freezing him out, you had been dating for the last 6 months and they had honestly been the best 6 months of your life. You knew he deserved to be let in, and would love to celebrate you, but you couldn’t allow yourself to be vulnerable like that with another person.

You curled yourself around the stuffed pig you were holding, the last thing you had from your father, as you tried to fade out the world by focusing on the Thundercats playing on your small TV. You scrunched up your eyes, trying to hold off the tears that wanted breach. You didn’t want to cry again. It had been too long already that you had been crying over your dad, you should be over this by now, you thought.

A few rogue tears rolled down your cheeks and you hurriedly wiped them away. But they were quickly replaced by more as your body betrayed you and you started to sob.

You don’t know how long you were like that when you started hearing the tapping against the window. It started as a soft sound that you chalked up to as the wind, but then it became urgent. You only knew one person that it could be.

You wiped your tear stained face, trying to remove the evidence of your breakdown before crawling out of bed and walking over to your window. You pulled back your thick curtains and found Eddie’s excited face looking back at you. He was holding balloons in one hand, a pack of cupcakes in his other, and a stuffed bear under his arm. His expression melted into one of concern as he took in your puffy, red eyes and the trails down your cheeks left by your tears as you opened the window.

“Hey Eds.” You said with a sniff, moving out of the way so he could maneuver himself through your first floor window, being careful not to drop any of his gifts as he climbed over the windowsill.

He quickly placed the items on your bed before wrapping you up in his arms and placing a gentle kiss to your cheek. “What’s going on sweetheart?” He asked as he rocked you both back and forth.

“It’s just a tough day for me Eddie.” You said softly, trying not to cry again.

“Is it because it’s your birthday?” He questioned, looking at his gifts quickly in concern.

“Yeah.” You said simply, letting out another sniff.

“Do you wanna tell me about it? Or would you like me to just hold you? You got me for the whole day.” Eddie said, laying another soft kiss to your cheek.

You sighed, he deserved to know. There was no one you trusted more than him, and you knew, deep down, that you could let him into this part of your life and he would be understanding.

You pulled away from him and his heart felt like shattering in his chest as he took into your tear filled eyes. “I can tell you.” You said quietly, taking his hand and pulling him over to your bed so you both could sit down.

“You don’t have to sweetheart, if it’s too hard.” He cooed as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder and pulling you into him.

“No. I want to. It’s hard, but you deserve to know.” You said. And then you told him everything, how you had this amazing relationship with your father and how your birthday seemed to be his favorite day. He would go all out and make you feel like no one else mattered. And then how he abandoned you 7 years ago, and you’ve never wanted to celebrate it again. “I guess I just don’t really feel like I’m important. Because the most important man in my life left me.” You finished with a shaky breath.

“But you are important.” He said simply. Your eyes shot to his and you saw the concern there. “Sweetheart, you’re the most important person in my life. You are important, and you deserve to feel special about your day again.”

You don’t know what you were expecting, not that though. You felt the tears you had been holding back for the entire talk finally break free and fall down your cheeks.

“Hey, hey. I’ve got you, we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, sweetheart.” He said quickly, wrapping his other arm around you and squeezing you into him. “We can ignore it if you want, anything you want. But I just want you to know that as long as you want me, I’ll keep celebrating you every day.”

You let out a small laugh at that, “I’ll always want you Eddie.”

He pulled away with a soft smile before cupping your cheeks in his hands and placing the most gentle, heartfelt, kiss you had ever received on your lips. “Can I try to make this day special for you again, sweetheart?” He asked once he broke the kiss.

You looked into his eyes again, and you could see that he meant it honestly. He wanted to make you feel special in any way he could. You nodded with a small smile, loving the bright one that appeared on Eddie’s face.

“Great! First, I wanted you to have this.” He said, turning to his opposite side and picking up the stuffed bear he brought. You now noticed for the first time that the bear was wearing a tiny Hellfire shirt as he handed it to you.

“Did you make this shirt for him?” You asked, eyes wide as you hugged the bear to your chest, it smelled like Eddie.

“I did, he’s an honorary Hellfire member now.” He beamed as he watched you hug the bear tightly.

“I’ve got a little Eddie bear.” You smiled, a real genuine smile. “He just needs a little leather jacket and vest.”

“That might be a little harder, but I’ll keep a look out for tiny leather jackets at the thrift store, I’m sure there are some metal babies out there too big for theirs.” He joked, Eddie felt his heart skip a beat as he watched you laugh. Excited to be the cause.

“Thank you Eddie, I can’t believe you did that for me.” You said, leaning over to kiss his cheek. Your smile grew as you watched his cheeks flush ever so slightly.

“It was nothing, I’d do so much more for you baby. And I have. How about we eat these cupcakes, and then I can take you to the rest of what I have planned.” Eddie said, grabbing the pack of cupcakes. He opened them and asked you to pick your favorite, putting a candle from his pocket in it and lighting it for you. “Make a wish baby.”

You thought about what you could wish for. And the only thing you wanted was Eddie by your side for as long as you could. You smiled softly as you blew out the candle.

“I bet it’s gonna come true.” He said, handing you the cake to eat. You sure hope it does.

“Where else are we going?” You asked, mouth full of cupcake.

Eddie chuckled, “Well, I was gonna make you ditch school, so we already did that.” You snorted lightly at that. “And I was going to take you to see that new movie you wanted to see. Then mini golfing since I know you love it. Then I thought we’d end the day at the arcade, getting food from the diner and renting a movie.” He smiled proudly.

“You planned the whole day for me?” You asked, shocked.

“Yeah, if that’s okay?” He asked, face suddenly full of concern.

“That’s perfect Eddie. Thank you, thank you. You sweet boy.” You gushed before pulling him into a kiss, Eddie smiled against your lips at your enthusiasm, relieved that he did it right.

“Then let’s go sweetheart, I’m ready for my mini golf ass kicking you’re gonna dish out.” He laughed, standing up to help pull you to your feet.

Later, you were curled up next to Eddie on his couch watching your favorite movie that you rented from Family Video. You couldn’t fight the smile that had been pulling at your lips all day. All thanks to the sweet boy next to you.

You looked up at him as he watched, he had a small smile on his face. “Eddie?” He turned to you.

“Yeah baby?”

“Thank you for the best birthday I’ve ever had.” You said before placing a chaste kiss on his lips.

“Anytime sweetheart. Just wait until next year, I’m already starting to plan.” He said once you pulled back, a love drunk smile appearing on both of your faces at the promise.

Taglist: @srapalestina @yvonneeeee @cityofidek @anaisweird @mrslovesmayahawke @harrys-tittie @becca-alexa @catacina

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mandoratheevilchaser · 5 months ago

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For the 2 ships thing: Bruce/Talia or Tygra/Cheetara?

…

Well, I see I've played my hand if my weaknesses can be so easily identified. Rip my heart out while you're at it, why don'tcha?

The thing is Brutalia and Tychee both represent two very different flavours that I love in shipping dynamics.

I love angst. I LOVE it. I thrive on it. I'm also a sucker for star-crossed lovers – my favourite movie was and is Pocahontas; this was inevitable. And Brutalia is a healthy mix of both. They're just so fucking tragic. Because they genuinely love each other but they can NEVER be together. They can snatch little moments of love and happiness here and there, but they can never bask in it, never live in it. That's partly because of the status quo (even though Talia's has changed fucking three times, which is like a comics-faux pas, smh), partly because of the cyclical nature of comics and the fickleness and shittyness of writers, but also just partly because of their in-universe situations. They love each other. They can't be together. Too bad, so sad. It's fucking delicious.

Brutalia is my favourite comic book couple and one of my favourite couples of all time (possibly even second?). But Tychee all but changed my brain chemistry as an eleven year old. It was actually the reason I even watched ThunderCats in the first place. They featured ninth (way too high) on Lewtoons' (miss him 😔) Top 10 Cartoon Couples video and honestly tween me just thought they looked really aesthetically pleasing together. Aesthetically pleasing enough that I checked out ThunderCats 2011 on a whim. Which became my new favourite show. Until I watched the original, at which point, it got bumped down to my second favourite show. Over a decade later, ThunderCats is still my favourite franchise. Thanks, Chad. Anyway, point is: I came into the show already rooting for them and I also came into the show already knowing how the love triangle would play out, so I probably wasn't as blindsided as some other people were. But boy, did they exceed my expectations.

Another thing I'm a sucker for is couples whose relationships are based on loyalty and friendship, rather than just chemistry and Tygra and Cheetara just THRIVE in that space. I know I said I love angst, but I can appreciate some fluff when it's got some substance to it. And Tygra and Cheetara just genuinely bring out the best in each other and clearly make each other happy and I just think that's fucking beautiful. I know a lot of people dislike the „I have to stick with him” scene in New Alliances and I'll admit I have some misgivings about it myself, but I'd be lying if I said a considerable part of me didn't love it as well. And don't even get me started on the cave scene: „You're fast enough to get out of here. Go!” „You know I'd never leave you behind!” It’s the LOYALTY. FUCK. They are just. a healthy, functional, compatible, supportive, loyal pair and what more can you honestly ask for? Also, I love meet-cutes and didn't Tychee just have a meet-cute for the ages.

As for their relationship in the original show and the comic books, I love that just as much. Maybe even slightly more, since the friendship aspect of their relationship is way more pronounced and friends-to-lovers is another trope I love. Of course they were never confirmed in the show, but. My dudes. The vibes were there. One of my favourite moments is when a villain's got Cheetara trapped and calls her helpless and Tygra saves her and she calmly replies with „But not friendless. Thanks, Tygra.” Shoutout to the reboot for continuing the tradition of Tygra and Cheetara constantly saving each other to the point of ridiculousness. And yeah, the comics didn't do a lot for them, but I love WilyCat and WilyCub and I'm happy they all got to be a happy little family :).

Tldr; Brutalia has my whole heart. But Tychee has my heart and my soul and has already rotted away most of my brain. They're my favourite couple of all time, in anything, ever. Thanks for your question. Sorry about your braincells if you read all that ^.^’

#ask #firefaerie81 #cw long post #the assignment: a or b?#me: oh? you want an essay? ok :D #talia #bruce wayne #brutalia #dc #tygra #cheetara #tychee #thundercats #thundercats 2011

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forjongseong · 2 years ago

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after last night // jay (ENHYPEN)

pairing: secretary!jay x CEO!fem!reader (minisode part 6 of the series)

genre: office!au, fluff, suggestive // warning: older reader; Jay calls reader “Boss”; mentions of sex // wc: ~1.3k sorry I got carried away

previous chapters:

part 1 - carmesí part 2 - mi reina part 3 - millones part 3.5 - hasta los dientes part 4 - vente conmigo part 5 - tusa part 5.5 - apaga y vámonos part 6 - versos de placer minisode part 1 - cuando nadie ve part 6.5 - yo te quiero más minisode part 2 -la niña de mis ojos part 7 - aeropuerto minisode part 3 - falling autumn minisode part 4 - night night part 8 - ambulancia minisode part 5 - subtítulos part 9 - al caer la noche

next chapters:

click here for the masterlist

summary: on a business trip abroad, you decide to let Jay relax for the night.

author’s notes: welcome to minisode part 6! this one takes place somewhere between part 2 and 3, and before CEO!yn professes her love for Jay.

now I don't know if you guys have noticed, but I haven't been pumping out that much content because the past few weeks were not it for me. I do think I want to release a .5 part before Christmas, though, so maybe stay tuned for that!

and for today's song inspiration:

let's be real, sec!Jay probably loved CEO!yn way before this episode, but maybe this small gesture of affection totally solidified his feelings for her.

taglist: @jaylaxies @jayked @thots4hee @nyanggk @end-hyphen @yoursjaeyun @maggstar

Ever since the eventful day when Jay kissed you and created a turning point in your relationship, you had been looking forward to business trips more than usual. At first, they were purely for professional purposes—meetings with partners and clients from around the world and flying from one city to another. Now, they are still the same, but the added spice of your lovely secretary sleeping with you in every hotel room makes it even better.

The two of you were in Tokyo this time, and if it weren’t for Jay’s native-level Japanese skills, there would be two more people in your hotel room right now. You asked Jay to join you in your presidential suite, which was not what he booked for you, but courtesy of your partners in the city.

Jay was making himself comfortable on the sofa in front of the TV, taking out his laptop and placing it carefully on the coffee table. He followed your movements as you took a mini tour of the suite, and as you disappeared into the bedroom, he shrugged and opened his laptop. He stared at the screen in content, calmly scrolling the trackpad with his fingers.

That is until you let out a loud gasp from the bathroom.

“Boss?” He called out, standing up at the same time. “Everything okay?”

He did not hear a response from you, so he rushed to where you were, only to find you standing in the middle of the bathroom. The bathroom was half the size of the bedroom, which was already huge on its own, and it had a large bathtub installed right in the middle. The wall had floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the city, and you could see the sun slowly disappearing into the horizon.

“Isn’t this the most gorgeous bathroom you’ve ever seen?” You asked, acknowledging his presence but not taking your eyes off the view.

“Is that why you gasped?” Jay asked back, his tone sounding slightly judgmental.

You turned around and glared at him, annoyed that he wasn’t appreciating the beauty that was the interior design of the room you were both standing in.

“It’s huge,” Jay said in defeat.

“That’s what she said,” you muttered.

Jay snorted and you just chuckled as you walked towards the bathtub. It was so white and pristine and all you wanted to do was to relax and have a bubble bath in it.

“Remind me about our schedule,” you said, making your way to the bathroom counters to check the toiletries. “Score! They have Byredo.”

It never ceased to amaze Jay the way you were just completely in awe of any luxurious item you encounter as if you couldn’t buy them yourself. He answered you without even checking his phone.

“Activities don’t start until tomorrow. We’re meeting with Mr. Fujioka for lunch, and from then on it will be visits to the company and sites.”

You nodded and brought your wrist up to your chest, checking the time. Jay found it unusual and endearing, the way you always wore your watch on your left wrist and having it face inside. He remembered that you once said that it was your mother who taught you to wear it that way.

“So we don’t have anywhere we need to be right now?” You asked him again for confirmation.

Jay looked at you and nodded, and with that, you immediately pressed the bathtub plug shut and turned on the water.

“Time to relax,” you said, smiling at him.

The huge bathtub took minutes to fill up, and while you were waiting for it, you noticed how Jay was completely immersed in whatever he was doing on his laptop. His brows were knitted, and he had his hand near his mouth, occasionally biting on his fingers whenever something stressed him out too much. You then noticed how his hair was slightly disheveled, and he had rolled up his sleeves to his elbows.

You walked back to the bathroom and turned off the water just in time. The bathtub was not full, but you deemed it enough for a person to submerge in it. You took your blouse off, and instead of getting rid of your dress pants, you rolled them up to your knees. You then looked at yourself in the mirror as you tied your hair up into a ponytail before walking back out to the living room.

“Jay,” you called. “Take a break.”

“Okay,” he replied, not looking at you yet. The moment he set his laptop back on the table, he noticed you topless and your pants rolled up. The view intrigued him, but he couldn’t do anything except tilt his head.

“Come on, your bath is ready.”

“My… bath?” Jay questioned as you disappeared into the bathroom again.

When Jay appeared by the door, he saw you dragging the ottoman from the vanity table and placing it on one side of the bathtub.

“Get in before the water gets cold again,” you demanded. “Face that way.”

Jay had a thousand questions in his head, but at this point, he was just too afraid to ask. He undressed quietly while you went to the shower to grab the shampoo, and then you walked to the bathroom counter to get some of your own hair treatment minis. When you turned around, Jay was already halfway submerging himself in the water.

“You’re not going to join me?” He asked, raising an eyebrow. “There’s plenty of room here.”

You chuckled before leaning in to kiss his lips. “You need this more than I do.”

The sky had turned dark at this point, and instead of having the bathroom fully lit, you opted to just leave the lights by the mirror on, creating a dim and cozy ambiance. You set yourself on the ottoman, putting the little bottles beside your feet.

“Grab the shower head for me, please,” you said after tapping Jay gently on the shoulder.

You ran the water through Jay’s hair and left it wet enough for you to put shampoo on. Jay was quiet the whole time, and as he melted into your touch he started leaning towards the edge of the tub. You noticed that his neck might get uncomfortable, so you stood up hastily to grab a towel, folded it twice, and then put it behind his neck.

“God,” Jay muttered under his breath. Your fingers were skillfully massaging his scalp, and the scent of shampoo was just as pleasant. “This feels so good.”

You just chuckled as you continued to shampoo his hair. He felt like talking would disrupt the serenity, so he decided to just keep his mouth shut, except for a couple of moans of pleasure. You really tried your best not to blush or to hold in your laughter, swearing that you had never heard Jay moan that much before.

While letting the conditioner sit in, your hands traveled down towards Jay’s shoulders, massaging him there. Jay sighed and brought one hand to touch yours.

“It’s not every day you get a massage from your boss, huh?” You squeezed his hand before he let go and let you do your thing.

“I’m in heaven right now,” he said, barely a whisper. You laughed softly at his remark.

Once you were done washing his hair, you stood up and picked up all the stuff from the floor, telling Jay to rinse off well. He merely shifted in the tub and stared at you through the mirror.

“I really thought you were going to join me,” he said with a pout. It took everything in you not to jump him right then and there.

“A simple thank you would be nice, you know.”

“Thank you,” Jay said. After seeing how you continued to put away your toiletries on the counter, he commented again. “But are we having sex tonight or not?”

“Oh, we are,” you answered, staring back at him through the mirror. As you continued to speak, you unbuttoned your pants and pulled the zipper down. “I’m prepping you for it.”

Jay chuckled lowly, covering his face and wetting it in the process as he knew he was already blushing from your simple actions. You made a mental note to spoil Jay more often, as you were certain that he deserved it as much as you do.

-END-

read the next part: the way you look tonight

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succubusphan · 1 year ago

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The Knight of Wands

Summary: Phil had always had dreams that he couldn't quite comprehend and a certain intuition about what was truly important for his future.

Rating: G

Tags/warnings: No warnings that I can think of. Psychic Phil, fluff, yearning.

Author's Note: This fic was written for @ttlmt for the Phandom Fic Exchange! Hi Bee! I hope I did your prompt justice, it was very very fun to write and even though it isn't really that long I put a lot of care into it. Enjoy!

There is a video linked at the bottom of the post or on the final notes in ao3 you may light. I found it hilarious and very helpful for the story.

Thank you @effingmeteors for being my life saviour and beta as usual.

Word Count: 3.7 k

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1995

“Where is your bear, Phil? Where is your bear?” Asked Phil’s mum in the video, baby Phil not knowing the answer yet.

Phil kicked his feet as they dangled from his chair. He really liked watching his baby videos even though he was now 8 years old. He sipped on his hot chocolate and added even more marshmallows, suddenly staring intently into the cup and wrapping his hands around it, enjoying the warm feeling.

He grabbed his dream journal and wrote down “Warm” at the bottom of the list. He didn’t really know what it meant exactly, but he knew that the items on the list were related somehow. He had decided to write it in his dream journal because he could sometimes see them in a dream. Well, not actually see them, but - he didn’t know. It was like a feeling, like he knew this person, but he also knew that he didn’t know the person.

He read the list over, trying to piece the puzzle together.

Bear

Malteesers

Coffee

Will Wheel

Warm

His grandma had said that he would know in time, but he wanted to know now! Now! Now!

Letting out a sigh, he fished one of the marshmallows from his mug and ate it happily.

“Phil! Don’t eat too much sugar or you won’t be able to sleep tonight!” his mum called from the doorway to the kitchen.

“I need it to think!” he whined.

“Dinner is almost ready!”

“I will finish it, Mummy! Promise!”

She just shook her head and went back to making dinner.

Phil popped the last scone loaded with clotted cream and jam into his mouth and smiled. Still trying to chew around the big piece, he hopped from the chair and went to switch the video cassette for the ThunderCats one. He made sure to put the tape with his baby videos safely back in his personal collection before hitting play.

As soon as the song came on, he started running around the dining room, swinging an imaginary sword around, yelling “Thunder! Thunder! ThunderCats Ooooh!”

He ran another lap around the room until he was met face to face with the mirror and paused. After staring at himself for a moment, he decided that to truly become a ThunderCat, he needed something, but what could it be? Phil paid attention to his face and if he focused, he could almost see a glimpse of cat whiskers coming out of his cheeks in the reflection. He gasped, happy to have figured that out and made a quick run up the stairs to his bedroom and returned with a black marker.

It took him almost until the end of the song, but he managed to finally look like a cat. One day he would add a sword to the costume, but for now, he felt at peace.

“Are you done, Child?” his mum asked. “Oh! Who’s this?”

“I’m a cat!” said Phil, showing her his claws.

“Oh my!” she said, opening one of the drawers in the china cabinet and pulling the camera out. “What a handsome and brave cat you are!” She snapped a picture.

“Could I get a sword for my birthday?” Phil pleaded.

“We’ll see, love.” She always said that when the answer was no.

Phil pouted but rushed to his chair and drank more hot chocolate. He looked at the opposite side of the table and saw someone sitting there, or the idea of someone. He smiled. “Mum?”

“Yes, Phil?”

“Will I ever have a best friend?”

“Of course! Everyone has a best friend,” she assured him.

“I can’t wait!” Phil said, and added cat whiskers to the list.

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1998

Phil opened his birthday present and smiled when he saw the Final Fantasy VII game he’d asked for. He was going to enjoy it so much!

He had dreamed about this game for long, even longer than it had been out to the public. It was as if the game was calling to him. For some reason, it felt important to have an item from his list; and he had added "FF" to his list months ago.

He waited until all his school friends had gone home and started the game. After losing three times in a row he decided to watch Buffy instead, but his eyes kept escaping back to the game case on the floor.

His dreams that night were plagued with dark brooding men dressed in black, but Phil wasn’t scared; he knew they were friendly.

---

2005

Long gone were Phil’s magic dreams. He still loved his grandmother, obviously, but repeating things she had told him always got him in trouble, or mocked by his friends, so he had eventually stopped trying to connect with that side of himself.

It was as if he had lost a part of himself, a part of him he didn’t know he loved so much until it was gone. He knew it was the right choice for him, his so-called gift hadn’t done him any favours.

Nowadays, Phil felt nothing but sadness when he opened his old dream journal and saw the list of things that had no way of being related to each other. The last additions had been only drawings: a few sticks in an orange background and a weird circle with mixed colours. Nothing made sense.

None of his friends were a good fit, and, if he was honest, he didn’t even know if this person existed or not.

He was leaving for Uni soon and his mum had asked him to clean his room out and throw away anything that he wasn’t using. So Phil stood by the bin he’d placed in the middle of the room, contemplating his life and trying to decide what part of his childhood he wanted to discard forever.

He looked at the journal in his hand. It was stupid, but he couldn’t just throw it away. Instead he walked over to his bookcase and removed 4 random books, setting the journal flat against the backboard and putting the other books back in their place to conceal it.

Nodding to himself, he continued rummaging through his very messy room. He groaned as he stuck his hand under his bed and touched something sticky; it was all the uneaten candy he’d accidentally dropped, melted by the passage of who knows how many months. He would need to get his shit together or his future roommates would kick him out for being a pig - if the ants didn’t eat him before that.

Then he came across his tiny lion plushie and smiled before putting it in his bag. Lion was definitely coming with him.

---

2006

Phil was back in his room, in the comfort of his family home and somewhat inspired by this new website called YouTube. His friends said he had a bit of a problem with social media because he was constantly on the internet, but everything was just so fun. The idea of uploading a video of his own had been floating around and around in his head for a while, but when he opened a new box of cereal and was met with the prized prize of a black and white little camera, he took it as the ultimate sign that he should do it.

His first Videoblog was a bit all over the place, but that was just who he was. If he wanted to make new friends, what a better way to go about it than to show who he really was, right?

Once the video was recorded, it took him a full day to edit and upload it but it was worth it. He got some comments and video replies immediately! He even got his first subscriber!

Posting that video had definitely been a good idea, no matter what his mates said.

---

2009

Phil’s YouTube channel was quite a passion project for him and he tried his best to continue posting regularly even if he never lost focus on his studies. Uni was obviously more important, but since he would be majoring in video post-production and visual effects, he could pass it as a learning experience.

In February he received a package from his grandmother with a cryptic message. Among the usual ‘take care, be careful and avoid being run over on the 10th of this month,’ she also added her tarot cards with a note that read ‘Use them well.’

He didn’t exactly know what that meant, but in the spirit of being his true self on camera, he decided to talk about the psychic side of his family in a video, passing it as a funny thing more than something that had been a bit of an obsession all his life.

To downplay the importance of tarot reading in the video, he called it “Robot Death Machine,” referencing the electric heater he’d had to rely on because the heating was broken again, instead of anything related to divination.

To begin, he shuffled the cards a bit and laid his hands on the full deck, trying to really focus on transmitting his energy into it. He looked up at the camera and said “Edit that out.” He would pull three cards: one for the past, one for the present and one for the future, with the little booklet with the meaning of each card firmly at his side. He truly needed it, because despite his grandma’s protests, he had never learned that by heart.

He looked into the camera as if he had just begun touching the deck. “My grandma is a psychic and apparently she could have passed the gift on to me, right? Who knows! So let’s look into my future. I’m going to do the following month, so I’m hoping this month will be good.”

“Before this month: it’s the Nine of Cups reversed!” He pulled the card and showed it before reading the meaning. “I was vain, complaisant, over-sentimental, and careless - and I neglected my partner,” he said, wincing at the implication. He didn’t think he had neglected his cheater ex boyfriend, if anything it had been the other way around.

He pulled another card and looked at it. “Currently, the Three of... Swords. Currently I’m entering into a dangerous three-way relationship where heartache is inevitable for one participant - or all.” Wow, he hoped that was not the case; he had enough drama in his life as it was. “Minor surgery is possible. That doesn’t sound good!”

He moved along and pulled the last card, a bit disappointed with the results of the reading so far. “The future: ‘the Knight of Wands. Some guy is going to have a big impact, an energetic warrior, he has a hasty personality and he’s very quick to love or hate.”

“Hmm. Interesting,” Phil said, chewing the inside of his cheek. “I’m glad it wasn’t, like, death! And, okay, I’m gonna go eat some crisps,” he laughed at himself. “That’s the first thing that came to my head. No! I’m gonna go change the world in ways you would not believe!”

He waved and stopped the recording.

He sat back against his bed, thinking for a moment. Could it be? He would have to watch out for any new person coming into his life for the next month or so. It could definitely be something, but given that the first 2 cards made no sense, he didn’t have high hopes.

He grabbed his phone and called his grandmother just to be sure.

“Hi!” he said as soon as she picked up.

“Hello, Darling. Did you use my cards?” she asked, not wasting a single second, probably because she already knew he had.

“Yes. I have a question about what came up. The first two cards I pulled made no sense but the third one - I don’t know.”

“What cards did you pull?”

“Uh,” Phil hesitated, looking down at the floor. It was the Nine of Cups, reversed. Then I got the Three of Swords.”

“You were in a relationship, were you not?”

“I was...” Phil said. “But they cheated.”

“Well, there’s the neglect and the love triangle.”

“Oh,” Phil said. “And the Knight of Wands?”

“Was that the last one?” she asked and Phil could swear he heard the smile in her voice.

“Yeah. I don’t think I know any energetic warriors.”

“Perhaps not yet, but you need to pay attention. The Knight of Wands is a very charismatic person, adventurous, competitive, a fiery lad; the salamanders in his coat mean he's resistant to flames.”

“What does that mean? Is he a firefighter?” Phil laughed, not missing that the 'he' came from her first.

“You are taking the cards literally, Philip,” she said, not appreciating the joke. “And I do warn you, the Knight of Wands… He may not be one to settle down, not at first.”

Phil frowned. “Who is this guy?”

“You were calling him, weren't you? For a long while now?”

Phil couldn’t breathe. He blinked repeatedly and coughed. “This month?” he croaked.

“Not necessarily, but it could be. You need to look at the signs.” She waited patiently for him to process what she had just unloaded onto him.

“Is this a friend or…”

“That’s for you to decide. You will have to be patient with him, with both of you.”

Phil groaned. “Thank you, Grandma.”

“Of course!” she said. “You need to trust yourself. Even if you don’t want to share your gift with anyone, don’t try to smother it. It will hurt you.”

“I - Alright. I won’t,” Phil said. “See you soon?”

She laughed. “See you on New Year’s Eve,” she said and hung up.

Phil stared at the cards and began to put them back into the box one by one, just as he had picked them. He closed the box and instead of returning them to his desk, he put them in his backpack. Better to have them close.

By April, and with no news from this ‘Energetic Warrior,’ Phil had decided to move on and focus on the people that were actually making an impact in his life in the present.

It was exciting to interact with the people that watched his videos, especially as he started to be able to differentiate between them. A guy kept replying to his tweets and commenting under his videos with a random username and he looked cute, or at least that’s what Phil could tell from his profile picture.

Phil tried to be friendly and treat everyone the same, giving them the same time and attention, but Dan (danisnotonfire) just kept trying to get Phil’s attention, always being one of the first to reply to his tweets, commenting on his YouTube videos, and even pointing out all the things they had in common, such as their love for Muse and the movie “Children of Men.”

It seemed that Dan was determined to be his #1 fan at all costs. When Dan tweeted Phil saying he had a crush on him, Phil finally caved and decided to snoop around. After scrolling on Dan’s twitter profile for about an hour, Phil was set on getting to know him. He sounded like a fun guy and his observation about everything they had in common was fairly accurate.

He decided to follow Dan back and drop him a direct message.

“Hey :) ” Phil typed, considering his next words carefully. “How are you doing?”

“omg! hi phil!

i can’t believe you followed me back! O__0 ” Dan said.

Phil bit his lip and typed a reply. “Haha why not?”

“i don’t know XD

you are so cool and i’ve been watching your videos for a logn time :] ”

“I think you’re cool too! ^.^

What’s your favourite Muse song?”

“ugh, don’t make me choose X__X”

“Come on! Mine is Newborn, or Exogenesis and Muscle Museum

Those are my top 3”

“i hate you :/

i guess if I had to pick one it would be Citizen Erased”

“That’s a good one” Phil wondered if it would be too forward to ask Dan, but if he got too into his head nothing good would come of it. He had never been one to hesitate a lot about things. What could go wrong after all?

“Hey, do you want to chat on skype?” He hit enter and waited for Dan’s reply eagerly.

“yeah! add me <;3

i’m danisnotonfire there too”

“That’s a cool username

How did you choose it?”

“it was a random string of words I came up with a few years ago lol”

“Hahaha valid :)

See you on skype”

---

September 2009

After days and eternal nights of non-stop chatting, Phil decided to invite Dan to his parents’ house. They had gotten to know each other enough for Phil to be sure that Dan was not a serial killer - probably.

Not that it mattered, because Dan had yet to accept his invitation.

And even though they had often been flirty during their calls, Phil wasn’t sure if they would have the same chemistry in person. If their meeting went well, it would be the first time Phil had successfully transitioned from an online friendship to a real life one.

Somehow, this felt so different than anyone else he had met before, more important. Dan was special, and just being able to talk to him made him incredibly happy.

In October, after weeks of pestering Dan, he finally accepted his invitation. Apparently, Dan had been saving ever since Phil had invited him and wanted to surprise him which made Phil blush and smile like a crazy person.

When October 19 finally came, Dan took the train to Manchester, where Phil was already anxiously waiting for him. Seeing Dan in the crowd, walking towards him and the hug Dan pulled him into was something that felt so familiar yet groundbreaking, and Phil had no way of explaining it.

Just as the sun started to set, they got on the big wheel when as their cart made it to the top, Dan kissed him, the remnants of the last sun rays setting the mood, and enveloping Phil in a warm feeling. He felt like his stomach was flipping over and he knew then that he couldn’t deny having feelings for Dan.

After frolicking around town, they headed home and filmed a video for Phil’s channel, which they were both super excited about. At one point, Phil saw Dan going through his stuff and stopped the recording to check what was catching Dan’s attention.

He had started pulling books out of the bookcase that hadn’t been touched in years.

“What’s that?” Dan asked with a curious smile, making the cat whiskers on his face curl upwards.

“What?” Phil asked.

“There’s something in the back. Is it your porn stash?” Dan smirked.

Phil snorted and rolled his eyes. “Yeah, that’s where I keep it!”

Dan grabbed a purple sparkly notebook with childlike scribbling on the front. “Dream Journal”

“Oh,” Phil said, feeling a tug in his stomach. “I hadn’t thought about that in a while.”

“Can I read it?” Dan asked.

“I guess? I don’t think there’s a lot in there,” Phil said, pulling at the hem of his shirt when chills ran down through him.

Dan sat back down on Phil’s bed, his back against the wall, legs pulled to his chest and bottom lip burrowed between his lips. “Oh, this is interesting. You dreamt about meeting shadow people a lot.”

“Yeah,” Phil said, swallowing thick. He kneeled on the bed and shuffled closer to Dan to read from above.

“What’s this list?” Dan asked, tapping on the last page Phil had ever filled.

“Just things that used to... catch my attention.”

“Bear. Did you know my family used to call me Bear when I was a kid? My grandma still does.”

“I - no, you hadn’t told me,” Phil said.

“Malteesers? Obviously! They are the fucking best. Coffee? You have a real problem with that if you started having coffee at this age.” Dan laughed.

“I didn’t!” Phil laughed along as everything started to slot into place. “Starbucks,” he mumbled under his breath. “Wheel. That’s where…” he trailed off.

“Will? Oh, Wheel!” Dan laughed. “You had a little problem with spelling, I see.”

Phil scoffed. “Shut up!”

“Hmm?” Dan asked, but his eyes were trained on the list. He was barely paying Phil any mind. “Worm?” Dan raised his eyebrows, finally looking up at Phil.

“Warm! That’s an A. I was a kid, don’t judge. I was having hot chocolate with marshmallows when I wrote that,” Phil said, waiting for Dan to say anything that would confirm his suspicion.

“What does that have to do with warm?” Dan asked.

Phil shrugged. “I - I don’t know. I liked the feeling of warm things against my skin.”

“Cat whiskers. Well, we have those on already.”

“Do you know what these could be?” Phil asked, pointing to the drawings he didn’t even understand.

“They look like Muse albums, sort of? Wait, when did you do these?” Dan asked, his brow burrowed into a frown.

Phil’s mouth fell open. He got up and brought Dan the Tonberry plushie he had purchased as a gift for him weeks ago, Christmas surprise be damn. “Final Fantasy,” Phil said.

Dan finally set the journal down on the bed and opened his gift. “This is my favourite character!” Dan looked incredibly happy.

“Yeah,” Phil said. He shuffled the things on his desk and found the tarot card set his grandma had sent him. It didn’t take him long to find the card he had been looking for. He grabbed the journal and slid the Knight of Wands card inside, closing it and returning it to its hiding place.

“I don’t understand what the list was about,” Dan said, still clutching his gift. “Those are just things you liked?”

“Something like that,” Phil said.

Dan raised an eyebrow at him. “Don’t keep secrets from me, Phil Lester.”

Phil shrugged. “It’s the recipe for the perfect best friend, I guess.”

“Get out,” Dan said with a laugh and threw the Tonberry at him.

Phil knelt on the bed and pressed their lips together, smiling into the kiss as Dan pulled him closer, smudging their cat whiskers. He had finally found the person from his dreams, his best friend, his Knight of Wands.

Final Author's notes: I referenced this video for the tarot card and I would advise anyone with a few minutes to spare to watch it and marvel at how fucking accurate this card is to describe Dan. I found it hilarious. Maybe Phil is truly a psychic. VIDEO.

#phanfiction #phanfic #succubusphan fics #phan #dan and phil

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yourlocaltrashpandaa · 1 year ago

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Alternative Responses to “I love you”

Feat. ThunderCats {1985 & 2011}

~***~

1985

Reader: I love you

Lion-O: Thanks

Tygra: *laughs nervously*

Panthro: *finger guns*

Cheetara: I know

2011

Reader: I love you

Lion-O: *finger guns*

Tygra: Who doesn’t

Panthro: Why?

Cheetara: Thanks

#thundercats #thundercats fandom #thundercats x reader #thundercats 1985 #thundercats 2011 #thundercats headcanons #thundercats fluff #lion o x reader #tygra x reader #panthro x reader #cheetara x reader #x fem!reader #x female reader

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justsomerandomfanfic · 2 years ago

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Jock - Peter Parker X (Tall) Female Reader

Title: Jock

Peter Parker X (Tall) Female Reader

Additional Characters: Ned, MJ, Tiffany (OC), Natalie (OC), Debbie (OC), Luella (OC), Brian Willcroft (OC), and May (Mentioned)

WC: 3,520

(Can you find the secret code?)

Warnings: Nervousness, annoying boys, Reader's slightly tomboyish, Reader wears dress, Reader wears heels, Reader plays basketball, Reader is tall (possibly 5'9" or taller), slight angst, and fluff

Tossing the basketball, you watched it in slow motion as it flew in the air. With bated breath, you watched as it hit the basket's rim, swirling and swirling... Until... It went in!

"YES!" You pumped your fist in triumph as your teammates cheered behind you. Rushing up to you, they hoisted you up and into their arms, chanting your name. You had just won the house game.

With a bright smile, you glanced toward the bleachers, spotting a brunette that had always caught your eye. Peter Parker. He was in three of your classes and has been for almost three years. His grades were always perfect, and he never missed an exam, so he easily got good grades. He was also very sweet. You didn't talk much, and when you did it never lasted longer than a couple of minutes. Peter was a very shy guy, you've noticed. He didn't really look you in the eye when you had spoken, but that didn't bother you. To you, he was adorable.

Your teammates dropped you back to the ground as they congratulated you and clapped you on the back. Your coach gave you a thumbs-up as you traveled back into the locker room. You let out a sigh, the adrenaline that was pumping in your veins draining.

"I can't believe we did it!" Tiffany cheered, opening her locker and grabbing her clothes.

Natalie nodded along, grabbing her lip gloss from her bag as she reapplied it, "I know, we beat those Thundercats." Her country accent was strong.

You opened your own locker, grabbing your own clothes, "I can't believe it either. I was worried for a moment there." You let out a breathy laugh.

"Girl? Worried? We had it in the bag since the moment we walked out onto the gym court." Debbie sassed, snapping her fingers in the air briefly before she walked off to the dressing rooms. As she passed you, she paused, "We won because of you, you know You're our new MVP."

Nodding again, you closed your locker, "Yeah, thanks, guys." Fixing your team hoodie, you waved goodbye to the other girls and left the locker room, heading to your actual school locker.

Peter fumbled with the lock on his locker as he quietly cursed under his breath. He had let the school's janitor know that his lock had been being a jerk lately, but it seemed like the guy hadn't been around to fix it yet. Finally, with an 'aha!' Peter got it open, scrambling to grab his notebooks for homework he'd have to do later. He then shut his locker, jumping back in surprise when he saw you, leaning up against the locker beside him staring at him.

"Hello, Peter." You greeted the shocked boy as you looked down at him, a small smirk on your face.

"Hey Y/N." Peter stuttered, blushing, unable to look you in the eyes completely.

"I saw you watched the game tonight..." You began crossing your arms.

"Hm?" Peter asked, looking over at you, confused, before his eyes widened, "Oh, yeah, I did."

You hummed, "If you don't mind me asking, why did you come to the game? I've been trying to get you to come to one for a while now." You laughed, biting your lip briefly, "You always said you had homework to get to."

Peter nodded, rubbing the back of his neck, "Well, I did have homework to do most of those nights."

You let out a small laugh, "Peter Parker, always doing his homework. I bet you could go one day without studying or anything." You let out a sigh, "You're smarter than me." You looked down at him adoringly.

"You're smart too, Y/N." Peter proclaimed looking right at you, holding his notebooks close to his chest, "Your mark in math almost beat mine."

You couldn't help but blush as you shook your head, "Well, thank you, Peter. That's nice of you to say."

Peter smiled awkwardly as he glanced away, "But, uh, you did good. At the game. It was really impressive."

You bit your lip, "Thanks, Peter."

The two of you stood in silence for a while, not knowing what else to say. Peter cleared his throat softly, glancing over at you for a moment, "I guess I should be going now. Have a good night, Y/N."

Smiling gently, you nodded, "I should too, have a good night too, Peter.

-..

Peter nodded before walking off. The two of you made eye contact once more, before he turned away quickly, rushing out of the building. Stuffing your hands in your hoodie pockets, you sighed, glancing back at the doors walked through. You were usually good at talking to others, but with Peter, it was difficult. You felt incredibly nervous talking to him, worried you'd scare him off. You were a pretty tall girl, one of the tallest in the school. A lot of people were intimidated by you. And you even thought some guys would be too intimidated by you to talk to you or ask you out, but it was actually the exact opposite. A lot of other guys at the school tried to ask you out, even to the upcoming homecoming, but you declined. You didn't want to go with them... You wanted to go with Peter.

Walking down the sidewalk, Peter huffed as it started to rain. Hunching over slightly, Peter walked a bit faster as he made it to his apartment with Aunt May. The butterflies were flying everywhere in his stomach. That had to have been the longest conversation he had with you. He hoped to god that you couldn't hear his racing heart. Peter had known you since he was a freshman. You were in his math class and always raised your hand when the teacher asked a question. Thinking back, that was probably when he knew he had a crush on you. You had a bright smile on your face as your arm was raised persistently in the air. The sun flowing through the window cast you in a gold light. And when he found out that you played basketball and were the captain of the basketball team... Yeah, that's when he knew you were out of his league. Peter wasn't even really bothered by the fact that you were taller than him, he actually kind of liked it.

The next afternoon, Peter sat at his back table with Ned and MJ, picking around at his food as Ned nudged him on the shoulder. "You go to the game?" He asked, and Peter looked up at him, nodding. Ned smirked a little, "Ditching our video game night to see your crush dunk some hoops?" He teased and Peter sighed, wishing he'd never told Ned about his crush on you.

MJ smiled behind her milk as she drank, "You still on about that?" She asked, looking at Peter with a mischievous glint in her eyes. "It didn't know that she was the one that you've been blabbering on and on about." She continued…

She did know, MJ knew everything.

"She is not some girl. Y/N is a woman." Peter remarked, pointing his plastic spork at MJ, before sighing down at his tray.

MJ's eyes widened slightly, "Wow, you're really into her. I mean... I get it. She's cute." She agreed, taking a bite of her lunch, "But, you haven't really spoken to her that much, have you?"

"And you've known her for what? Three years?" Ned added and Peter sighed.

"540 days... Plus when I ran into her at the grocery store with May."

Ned's eyes widened in excitement. "Oh! I remember you told me!"

MJ turned to the two, faking her own excitement, cause she really didn't care, "Oh, Peter, hiding secrets from me?"

Peter rolled his eyes, "I only hid it because I knew you'd make fun of me."

MJ gave him a deadpan stare, "Oh, and yet you told Ned? No offense." She added and Ned shrugged.

"None taken. Anyway! Basically, he was with May and they were getting food and stuff when Y/N said hi to Peter and May teased him.” Ned grinned wide, eating some of his mashed potatoes.

Peter groaned as he looked back down to his tray, pushing his own mashed potatoes around.

"Isn't that the boy you like? Peter Porter or something?" Debbie asked, and you quickly shushed her, glancing at the table Peter and his friends were sitting at.

"Debbie! Be quiet, he'll hear. I don't want him to know yet."

"Why?" Natalie asked as she french braided Tiffany's auburn hair. "The faster he knows the faster you'll get together." She spoke as if she knew that would happen.

"I don't even know if he likes me that way. I know he's shy and all but I don't want him to be scared of me."

Luella, the team's point guard quickly spoke, "Honey, I'd do it now, rather than later. Don't want another nerd to snatch him away." She spoke, taking a bite of mashed potatoes.

Before you could say anything more, a shadow loomed over you, making you sigh. For the past month, Brain, the school's quarterback, kept asking you to homecoming with him. For some reason, the guy didn't know what no, meant no.

"Hey, princess, how are you doing?" He asked, placing his hands on the table beside you, locking you in from behind.

You shuddered with disgust as you sneered, "Don't call me princess, Willcroft." You growled, jabbing back your elbow into his stomach, making him back away.

He raised his hands in defense, "Alright, alright, just wanted to tell you that you looked amazing in those basketball shorts during your game." He smirked as you turned around and stared up at him.

"Brain, do you want to know how amazing a black eye would look on you right now?" You asked, crossing your arms as slowly, as the girls of your team turned around, ready to team up with you if anything went too crazy.

Brain shrugged, "Just take the compliment. Anyway, homecoming is just around the-"

"Back off, Willcroft. The lady says no." A voice spoke up, turning you smiled up at the loner of the school.

Brain rolled his eyes, mumbling a 'whatever' before walking back to his table. You turned and smiled up at the protector.

"Thanks, MJ. Came just in time, I was just about to beat his face in."

MJ shrugged, crossing her arms, "Just doing my job."

You had been in two of MJ's classes in sophomore year, and during those two years, you'd become 'sort of' friends with her.

"Well, I'm gonna head back to my table. You girls have fun." She spoke before walking off.

You turned back to your team, and went back to your food. The conversation from before was gone.

-.-.

Peter watched as MJ sat back in her seat across from the two boys. "Well, I just saved your future girlfriend. I'd ask her to homecoming soon if I were you." MJ began, resuming her eating. "A lot of people have been asking her."

Peter's eyes widened, "How did you know I was planning to ask her?"

Ned sputtered a laugh, "Planning" He asked before shrugging. "So, are you going to ask her or what?" He questioned, leaning forward on his elbows as Peter nodded his head.

"I'm going to ask her. I will. I just- I just don't know how." Pete admitted, staring at his plate.

"You better do it soon. Homecoming is Saturday."

..---

Friday came quicker than Peter thought possible. For the past two days, he'd been planning, ( He'd practiced a million times in front of his mirror, but nothing seemed perfect enough. His palms were sweaty, his heart was beating a mile a minute, and his stomach was making him feel sick. Ned and MJ had made him a plan. The plan was just to outright ask her. The hard part, besides coming up with the right words to use, was actually doing it. Peter didn't know why'd you even say yes to him. He was a nerd and you were a jock. Normally in those rom-com movies, the two did get together, but this was real life. (Even though he did get bit by a radioactive spider).

Waiting by your locker this time, Peter looked at his calculator watch as he wanted for your practice to be over. He'd spent most of his time in the library, but he didn't want to miss you if you came out early, so Peter left half an hour before your practice let out. Replaying his small speech for you out in his head, he looked down at the small scratches, marks, and other imperfections on the ground as the locker doors opened up. Your team came shuffling out, a couple of the members noticing Peter and giggling amongst themselves. Lastly, you came out, stopping when you saw Peter at your locker, obviously waiting for you. You bit your lip as you wandered over, clearing your throat as you gained his attention.

"Hi..." You began, smiling down at him as Peter looked at you, the floor, and back.

"Hi." He greeted, scratching his cheek gently before he spoke again, "How was practice?" He asked and you leaned sideways against the locker beside yours, shrugging.

"It was alright. I uh, hope you weren't waiting for long?" You hesitantly asked, not knowing if Peter was waiting for you at all. Then again, he was standing at your locker.

Peter shook his head, "No, it's fine. I need time to think."

You tilted your head slightly, "Think about what?" You asked softly, stuffing your hands in your team hoodie's pocket.

"How-" Peter paused, pursing his lips as he narrowed his eyes, thinking to himself. You waited, letting him contain his thoughts. You just watched him, watching as his brown eyes flickered from you and to the floor. The way his hair was slightly a mess as if he'd run his hand through it over a hundred times already, his freckles standing out against his pale skin, the way his fingers curled slightly at the ends as h Your cheeks grew warm at the thought of how adorable he looked. And then there was his smile, so beautiful. You had never seen anyone so perfect as he was. Finally, Peter looked up at you, and you could see the hesitance in his eyes, "I was wondering if you'd like to go to homecoming with me?" You froze.

What did he just say?

You blinked once. Twice. Three times before you finally managed to speak, "What?"

"Um," Peter started, looking at his feet, his shoulders rising up slightly as if he was trying to shrug his anxiety off. "I wanted to know if you'd... If you would like to go to homecoming with me. If not that's totally fine, I get-"

"I would love to." You interrupted him, a bright, surprised smile on your face. "Sorry about the delayed answer, I just couldn't believe my ears. I couldn't believe you would want to go with me." You let out a happy laugh.

Peter furrowed his eyebrows slightly, "What do you mean?" He asked and you shrugged, feeling your face flush as you looked away from Peter, feeling shy.

"I mean, I just didn't believe that you, this smart, kind, handsome, talented guy, would ever want to go with me. I'm a basketball player, and I hate to use this word, jock. I'm pretty tall, which slightly intimidates others... Why would you wanna go with me?"

"Because you're you. You're different from everyone else here. You're sweet and thoughtful. And your smile is breathtaking... Why wouldn't I ask you?" Peter slightly ranted, unable to stop the words from coming out of his mouth.

Your eyes widened, blushing lightly as you felt your cheeks heat up even more. "Do you mean that? You really want to go with me?" You asked, not sure if he was just saying it to make you feel better or if he was serious.

Peter smiled softly, shaking his head, "I do, Y/N."

You straightened, smirking lightly, "Well then," You began, leaning your hand against the locker at Peter's head, "I can't wait."

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Adjusting your dress, you double-checked yourself in the mirror before nodding at your reflection. The dress was a deep blue color, the material was soft under your touch and hugged you tightly, your body accentuating each dip and line of your curves. It was simple yet elegant, with the sleeves coming just above your elbows, the neckline high but not too high, and the skirt hugging your hips nicely as they flared out near the tops of your thighs. Lastly, was the high slit that went up your leg, showing just the slightest hint of your legs and a few inches of your upper thigh.

Hearing the doorbell, you rushed and grabbed your bag, quickly making your way down the stairs and grabbing your black heels. Your mother came into the entryway from the living room, smiling once she saw your outfit. "You look amazing, darling. Have fun, alright?" She spoke and you nodded, grabbing your bag and grabbing the door handle. Letting out a breath, you opened the door, finding a very nervous Peter at the front steps.

Shuffling his feet, Peter looked up as the door opened, eyes widening, Peter's jaw dropped "Wow." Was all that came out of his mouth as he watched your every move. The way you did your hair and everything else... Overall, you looked extremely beautiful. "Wow..." He said again breathily, "Wow..."

You blushed, giggling as you shut the door behind you. "Thank you, Peter. You look rather 'wow' too." You teased as you made it to May's car Peter was borrowing.

"You look more than 'wow', Y/N." Peter spoke as he helped you into the passenger seat.

From then on, the rest of the ride was peaceful, the soft sound of 'I Love Rock In' Roll' playing on the speakers.

Entering the dance, you looked around t, taking in the sights. It was a large room with the cafeteria seats, the lights dimmed, and only a small stage set up. At the end of the stage sat a DJ, jamming out at his set up.

Before either of you could say anything, Ned and MJ ran up to you.

"Y/N... Looking good." MJ complimented, as you nodded in thanks.

"MJ, loving the drip." You remarked back as Ned wiggled his eyebrows at Peter.

"You did it, buddy. Good job." Ned whispered and Peter smiled.

"Thanks, man."

"Well," You began, speaking loud enough for Peter to hear, "I was just about to steal Peter for a dance." You spoke, looping your arm with his.

MJ and Ned smirked and nodded, "Go have fun you two lovebirds." MJ spoke, shooing you off as you almost dragged Peter to the somewhat full dancefloor.

Slowly, a slow song began to play, you placed your arms around Peter's shoulder as he rested his hands on your waist. You stared down at Peter as the two of you danced, Peter looking up at you with his deep brown eyes His dark locks fell forward slightly, resting on both sides of his forehead. It was slightly messy, but you could tell that he tried to tame it. Slowly, you moved your hands to the back of Peter's neck, twirling the ends of his soft curly hair in between your fingers. Peter licked his lips as he stared up at you, his fingers on your waist gripping you as his heart raced faster and faster. You were looking down at him, his lips parting as he took in a shaky breath.

"You look so... Stunning, Y/N." He breathed, making you smile.

"Why thank you, Peter." You replied, biting your lips as you glanced from his eyes to his lips, and back. They looked so soft and so inviting. So close. So close…

Peter's eyes flicked towards your lips and then back up to your eyes once more before you realized what he was doing. You did notice, however, feeling your own heart race as you licked your lips, your chest rising rapidly. You slowly leaned forward, pausing with only centimeters between you two. You didn't want to kiss him if he didn't want to kiss you, so you waited and it wasn't long until Peter pressed his lips to yours. A soft sigh left your parted lips when his soft lips met yours. The kiss was gentle yet passionate, Peter standing on his toes a bit as his hand tangled into your ha You pulled away after a moment, gazing deeply into his eyes as you smiled up at him. He smiled back, tilting his head slightly as he brought your face back down to his. Kissing Peter was a complete and utter experience, nothing like any other. You couldn't describe how much you loved it, but it was absolutely incredible. As if nothing mattered, as if time had stopped. Nothing but you two.

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canonrpfinder · 1 year ago

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Hello! I am a 20 year old writer seeking out partners who are also 18+.

Literacy: I can match the descriptiveness of my partner, but usually I would like to have descriptive RPs.

Fandom: All of my characters, both canon and original, can be adapted to any fandoms. I am also a part of multiple fandoms as well, too many to list here.

Character(s): This here are the list of characters that I am seeking a interaction with:

Ainz Ooal Gown (Overlord), Skeletor (MotU), Elias Ainsworth (The Ancient Magus Bride), Hassan of the Cursed Arm (Fate/stay night), King Hassan (Fate/Grand Order), Doctor Doom (Marvel Comics), Spawn (Image Comics), D (Vampire Hunter D), Emperor Zarkon (Voltron), Asgore Dreemurr (Undertale), General Grievous (Star Wars), Mumm-Ra (Thundercats)

Triggers: Anything illegal or immoral.

Genres: Slice of life, fluff (wholesome), NSFW

Plot ideas: Our characters having a chance encounter with each other, leading to interest growing within both of them and leading down to them befriending one another.

Where: I can RP on Tumblr (either through DMs or posts) or over on Discord.

Other: I ask that any and all who are wanting to interact to be open when it comes to trying out ideas when it comes to RPing. And that when you like this post, it is only for the expressed interest of seeking me out to RP with.

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#roleplay #rp #overlord #he-man #the ancient magus bride #fate/stay night #fate/grand order #marvel #marvel 616 #image comics #vampire hunter d #voltron #undertale #star wars #thundercats #18+ age range

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roleplayfinder · 1 year ago

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Hello! I am a 20 year old writer seeking out partners who are also 18+.

Literacy: I can match the descriptiveness of my partner, but usually I would like to have descriptive RPs.

Fandom: All of my characters, both canon and original, can be adapted to any fandoms. I am also a part of multiple fandoms as well, too many to list here. The characters selected below are examples of the fandoms I'm in.

Character(s): This here are the list of characters that I am seeking a interaction with:

Triggers: Anything illegal or immoral.

Genres: Slice of life, fluff (wholesome), NSFW (with characters that are ONLY 18 or older.)

Plot ideas: Our characters having a chance encounter with each other, leading to interest growing within both of them and leading down to them befriending one another.

Where: I can RP on Tumblr (either through DMs or posts) or over on Discord.

#eighteen and over #overlord #overlord roleplay #overlord rp #motu #motu roleplay #motu rp #the ancient magus bride #the ancient magus bride roleplay #the ancient magus bride rp #fate #stay night #grand order #marvel #image comics

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the-doctor-3000 · 1 year ago

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Do you take requests? Are there any rules?

Hello! Yes, I do take requests.

Rules:

I'll write;

Genres - Fluff, Angst, Crossover, Time Travel AU, Songfic, Isekai, Hurt/comfort, Character x Reader, HCs, One-shots, maybe a Mini Series, possibly Character x Oc, Character x Reader x Character, Love Triangles, Slow Burn

Fandoms I currently write for -

The Legend of Vox Machina

Once Upon A Time

The Witcher (game, series & books)

Avatar: The Last Airbender

Steven Universe

Star Vs. The Forces of Evil

Shadowhunters (series, movie & books - I just finished the 2nd book so please no spoilers)

Black Butler (manga)

My Hero Academia

Spy × Family

Jujutsu Kaisen

Folk of the air

Pirates of the Caribbean

Thundercats (2011 bcs I haven't seen the 80s version yet)

Moriarty The Patriot

Gargoyles

Bungou Stray Dogs

Ninjago

LMK

Bram Stoker's Dracula (1992)

Sherlock BBC

Doctor Who

X-Men

Demon Slayer

TMNT (2003 and 2012 versions)

Gravity Falls

Castlevania

Stranger Things

Jurassic Park

Independence Day

Tim Burton movies

The Arcana

Inside Job

Blood of Zeus

Mia & Me

Maya and the Three

Beauty and the Beast

Transformers (Bay)

Spider-Man: Into The Spider-Verse + Across the Spider-Verse

Avengers

Good Omens

Howl's Moving Castle

Van Helsing 2004

Tales of Arcadia

I won't write; NSFW/Lemon/Smut (It'll only be implied), Incest, Character x Character, Pedophilia

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made-ofmemories · 2 years ago

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When Life Tears You Asunder, But You’re Not Alone

(Chapter 15/18)

General Warnings/tags: Found family, implied Wayne/Susan in future chapters, Max & Eddie have a sibling like relationship, fluff, hurt/comfort, Lumax and Steddie make appearances throughout the chapters but the primary focus is on the familial bonds between characters

Chapter specific warnings/tags: The rest of the gang make an appearance in this one, which is no longer surprising at this point, Max is a little shit

Word count: 2637

Summary: Billy was a pretty shitty brother, there was no denying it, but Max still finds herself mourning for the sibling relationship they never got to have. With him gone she thinks so are her chances of ever having the big brother figure she’s always wanted. Then in a turn of events that she never saw coming, Eddie Munson waltzes into her life. Or more like, almost runs her over.

Notes: Co-written with the wonderful @ladydorian05 and crossposted on AO3. Updates every Friday.

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“MAXINE MAYFIELD!”

She’s sitting on the couch, legs curled up beneath her and a blanket draped over her lap, watching ThunderCats on the small tv in front of her. Always so dramatic, Max thinks as she looks over her shoulder at Eddie who has just barrelled through the front door.

“Edward Munson.” She bites back, knowing he hates his full name almost as much as she hates her own.

“Where’s my Metallica cassette?” He asks, not waiting for an answer before he starts rummaging through the stack of magazines, old mail, and miscellaneous junk on the tiny kitchen table, “Ride the lightning, blue cover, you know the one.”

“How would I know where it is?” She shrugs and turns her attention back to the tv, “Maybe Dustin has it, or Mike.”

“No one else but you would dare to take something that’s mine without asking and you know it!”

She rolls her eyes. He’s in front of her, having given up on the kitchen and now deciding to search the coffee table.

“Well, it wasn’t me.” She says, sounding very much over the entire conversation, “Have you looked in your van?”

“Yes, Max, I looked in my van.”

“Are you sure? I mean have you seen the inside of your van? It’s a miracle you can find anything in there.”

“Yes I- Oh, would you look at that?” He says the words slowly, his head tilted to the side as he draws out his sentence. There’s a smug smile on his face when he holds up the cassette in question right in front of her face, “If it wasn’t you, what’s this then? How’d it get in here, huh?”

She shrugs, “Must have picked it up by accident when I was doing my homework in your trailer the other day.”

“Ok.” He says with a nod then holds up his other hand containing 3 different cassettes that he had found on the table with the Metallica one, Iron Maiden, Black Sabbath, and a mixtape. All Eddies. “And what about these ones?”

“Uhhh.” She stalls, knowing she’s been caught, “They fell into my bag?” She says, though it comes out sounding more like a question and her sheepish expression gives her away.

Eddie shakes his head, just barely holding back a smile, and sinks down onto the couch next to her, “Keep them.” He holds out the Iron Maiden, Black Sabbath, and the mixtape cassettes to her without looking, “Not the Metallica one, though.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Now hurry up and take them before I change my mind.”

She takes them and hops to her feet, crossing the room to place them on the side with her walkman. Her eyes linger on the clock as she passes. Almost noon.

“Hey, since you’re here and it’s your day off,” She moves in front of the tv which Eddie has already become transfixed by. He cranes his neck in an attempt to see the tv she’s now blocking, “Can you drive me to the arcade?”

He frowns at her, pretending to be grumpy about it even though they both know he’s going to say yes.

She invites Eddie along once they arrive, she was meeting with the rest of the party but she knows they won’t mind. Will and El are already waiting outside as they approach and Steve’s car rolls into the parking lot a few seconds later when he shows up to drop off Dustin, Lucas, and Mike.

The 3 boys pile out of the car and Dustin rushes to tackle Eddie with so much force he almost knocks him off his feet in their own weird kind of greeting. His ribs must have healed by now, because Max doesn’t see him grimace at the impact.

Steve has gotten out of the car which is parked in front of the building and is leaning against the driver's side door watching the group share their greetings as well as Dustin and Eddie's chaos. Eddie manages to shove Dustin off him and they seemingly call a truce.

“Stevie!” Eddie booms as if he’s only just noticed him standing there. Steve offers him a wave, a small thing just a wiggle of his fingers, but Eddie's face lights up at the sight of it, “Are you joining us?”

“Nah, just dropping those little buttheads off.” He nods in the direction of Dustin, Lucas, and Mike who have gathered around Will to chat about the latest Hellfire campaign. Max has given up pretending she understands and is standing with El who looks equally confused.

“Do you have plans?”

“Um… no?”

“Alright, great!” Eddie beams. Max has noticed the interaction and already knows what’s about to come next. And sure enough, a second later Eddie is dragging Steve along, arm around his shoulders, “Let's go, man.”

Steve lets himself be dragged along as they lead the way, only playfully brushing Eddie's hand off his shoulder after Eddie leans in close and says something that Max can’t quite make out but makes Steve laugh. They’ve been inseparable ever since Eddie was allowed home from the hospital, she sees Steve leaving sometimes, see’s his car in the driveway, on more than one occasion she’s walked into the Munson’s trailer to see him sitting there on the couch.

She sticks with Lucas as they head inside. Will and Dustin catch up to Eddie and Steve at the front of the group. She suspects their conversation is more a case of Dustin and Steve bickering whilst Eddie and Will watch on with amusement. Mike and El are at the rear of the group caught up in a conversation of their own which seems much more civilized.

The arcade isn’t what it used to be. It’s starting to look a little run down, new games are a rarity, and over the past couple of years, it's become quieter, no longer the most popular hangout spot in Hawkins. Max doesn’t mind all that much, the smaller crowds suit her just fine.

“Dig dug?” Max asks Lucas as the group starts to split, everyone running off to their favorite games.

“Of course! I’m offended that you even had to ask.” He scoffs, but it’s playful and lighthearted. He takes her hand as they cross the room heading towards the familiar machine.

"I bet you won't be able to beat my highest score this time either, Sinclair."

"You really wanna bet on it?"

"You sure you want to lose?"

"Oh if I'm sure about anything it’s the fact that I'll win." Lucas replies, perhaps sounding a little overly confident for someone who has lost this exact same challenge every time he’s attempted it.

"Alright then, a full meal from the diner for the winner, whenever the winner wants. Deal?"

"Deal."

Lucas tries and fails spectacularly to beat the high score Max has held for the past 2 years, as he always does, earning him a 'told you so’ look from Max.

"Not a word."

"I won't say anything,” She says, sounding only a little smug. Lucas eyes her suspiciously, waiting for the inevitable gloating that’s about to follow, “Just be ready to pay for my meal when I feel like cashing in my prize." She adds with a sickly sweet smile as she bumps her shoulder against his.

Lucas lets out a frustrated groan, but finds himself smiling back at her anyway, “I don’t understand!” He complains, “It should be humanly impossible for one person to be so good at a game.”

His grumbling is cut short when they hear Dustin, yelling much too loudly from the other side of the room. They both whip around to see what the commotion is about and see Steve hunched over one of the machines with Dustin by his side. Steve is notoriously terrible at just about every single game he tries his hand at, much to Dustin’s endless frustration.

Max turns back to Lucas and they share a glance, a silent conversation passing between them. They’ve both spent their share of quarters on dig dug, might as well go enjoy the free entertainment.

“Press the button, Steve!”

“I am pressing the button!” Steve yells back, dramatically jabbing at every button on the machine.

They find Eddie leaning back against the wall, watching the scene unfold with his arms crossed over his chest and a smile tugging at his lips.

“Have they been like this the whole time?” Lucas asks with a laugh.

"Nah, Dustin convinced Steve to play about twenty minutes ago. I'd say this is more entertaining than actually playing." Eddie comments from his place against the wall. "You two done flirting?" He asks, turning to Max and Lucas, already amused by the reaction he knows he'll get from both of them.

"What!?" They both exclaim at the same time.

"Who was flirting with who!? I was kicking his ass."

"We were just playing!" Lucas is quick to add.

Eddie laughs, allowing them to continue talking over each other as they both try very unconvincingly to defend themselves. They’re still digging themselves deeper and deeper into a hole when Will, El, and Mike approach.

“What’s going on?” Mike asks with a raised eyebrow at the overlapping chatter and Eddie’s laughter.

"Nothing!" Max and Lucas say a little too loudly and a little too aggressively, perfectly in sync.

"Jeez, relax. We just wanted to know if you're ready to go, Will and El have a curfew, remember?"

"Right. Dustin, come on man, time to go." Eddie says, pushing himself off the wall and placing a hand on Dustin's shoulder in an attempt to coax him away. It doesn’t work.

It’s an odd role reversal, Max thinks, watching Eddie being the responsible one whilst Steve is distracted playing video games. She’s sure part of it is down to the fact it’s Hopper's wrath they’ll have to face if El and Will are home late, but he’ll never admit it.

"Wait! Wait! Steve finally got it! Yes! Yes!! Kill it, kill it!"

“Get it, Steve!” El joins in Dustin's chanting, moving to stand at Steve’s other side, and Eddie sighs. He is spectacularly bad at being the responsible one so it seems.

"I'm doing it! I'm doing it!"

Steve’s success doesn’t last long. Dustin punches him in the arm as they watch the little character on the screen die, not hard enough to hurt but Steve clutches at his bicep as if he's just been mortally wounded anyway.

"That was my last quarter, Steve," Dustin complains.

"First of all, it was my quarter, and second I almost had it!"

"Yeah, after dying like 20 times in less than 5 minutes."

"Alright, shut up. Let's get you all home." He ruffles Dustin's head, his hair protected by his ever-present cap. "Eddie, you got Max, El, and Will?"

“Sure. Come on, let’s go little hobbits.”

El and Will pile into the back of the van first, followed shortly by Max who hops into her usual seat after stopping to say her goodbyes to Lucas, including pressing a brief and chaste kiss to his cheek. She knows from the expression on Eddie's face that he noticed and that he's about to be insufferable about it.

"How's loverboy doing?" He asks, head tilted in her direction and both hands clasped together and resting on his chest right where his heart is. He follows up his teasing with a series of over-the-top kissy faces, sound effects included.

"You think you're funny?" She deadpans over the sound of Will and El's giggling behind her.

"Hilarious actually."

"Urgh, you're insufferable." She says without any venom behind her words.

"So you keep reminding me."

Eddie starts the van, giving Steve a wave as they pass by. He's still trying to wrangle Lucas, Mike, and Dustin into his car. Lucas seems to be suffering the same friendly teasing Max has had to endure.

She entertains herself by digging through the collection of tapes Eddie keeps in the glove compartment of his van, a common occurrence and the reason why he’s had to stop stashing weed in there after a few close calls. It’s not like she, or any of the other kids, are unaware of his ‘side business’; but he’d still rather not have any of them stumbling across drugs on his watch. Steve would never forgive him. Eventually, Max finds a tape that catches her eye and plucks it from where it was lying in a heap with the rest.

"Nuh-uh." Eddie is quick to swipe it from her grasp without taking his eyes off the road, "Sticky fingers."

"I was just looking!" She wasn't.

"Sure." He opens the case with one hand and lets it play on the van’s speakers. “There, this is as far as you’ll get.”

“Kill joy.”

“Little thief.”

“Asshole.”

“Pain in the ass.”

“Pubic hair head.” It’s a low blow, and a childish one at that, but she knows it’ll get a reaction.

“You didn’t!” Eddie gasps, holding a hand to his chest. “Take it back, Mayfield. I take great pride in my hair.”

“And if I don’t want to?”

“I’ll take those tapes I gave you.”

“You can’t, it’s rude to take back a gift.”

“Well, it’s rude to call someone’s hair ‘pubic hair’.” He says making a very over the top and very inaccurate impersonation of her voice when he repeats her insult.

“You use 2 in 1 shampoo, this is why Steve’s hair is better.”

“Another low blow?! You know Steve is a special case!”

“If I didn’t know better I’d say you’re actual siblings.” Will laughs in his seat alongside El.

“I agree.” Says El between giggles.

The rest of the ride to the Hopper-Byers house is filled with considerably fewer insults. El seems curious about the music playing on the stereo, she mentions that it’s different from the music Will and Jonathan have introduced her to and very different from Hopper's old records. She likes it though, asking questions about each song and the band which Eddie answers with enthusiasm each time.

After dropping Will and El off the tape is the only thing filling the silence between Max and Eddie. Although it's not awkward or uncomfortable, Max is pleased to discover. Not like it had been that first day when he’d given her a ride back to the trailer park and neither of them had known what to say.

“Hey, I didn’t mean it. You know that, right? The whole-” She makes a weird and rather unhelpful gesture towards her head which she realizes probably isn’t clarifying anything, “Hair thing.”

“I know, Red.” Eddie glances at her, before turning his attention back to the road, smiling. “I didn’t mean what I said either. Don’t sweat it.”

“Good.”

They get to the trailer park and Eddie, as always, pulls over in front of her trailer. Her mom's car is in the driveway. Eddie waits until Max is by the door before shouting a goodbye.

“Good night, Red! See ya around!”

“Shut up idiot! There are people trying to sleep!” She half yells, half hisses.

“You’re shouting too!”

“Good night Eddie!”

“Night!” He waves with his hand out of the window as he parks his van beside his trailer.

She finds her mom already passed out on the couch with the tv playing faintly in the background. Instead of empty beer bottles littering the coffee table like she might once have expected there’s just 2 empty mugs, Wayne was here Max guesses. She’s still smiling as she throws two frozen meals in the microwave, even if her mom has been making an effort to make more home cooked meals Max knows some days she’s just too tired. She wakes her up so that they can have dinner together and save her mom from the sore neck she knows will come from sleeping on the couch.

#eddie munson #Max Mayfield #steve harrington #dustin henderson #stranger things #st4 fic

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