#yes thats lucas in the background

[williamprattz]

What do you think would have happened if Nancy accepted to replace Lucas for that Hellfire night?

Hmmm love this!! ty anon i will cw for all my rambling

so to lay out some points we know in the canon she rejected mikes proposal to report on the home game for the hawkins high press. i think in order for her to actually say yes she would need someone to report in her place with fred; most likely another school journalist— we know besides nancy and fred this background character; candace was also working on the basketball spread so lets just say she reports in nancys place

so thats settled but i dont think nancy has a character sheet on hand so most likely dustin and mike help set one up for her. [personally i think she’s a half elf and a pure archer fighter]— its not like it was nancys first time playing dnd because we know couple years before season one nancy dressed as an elf for the gang’s campaign.

now for the actual game i think eddie + the other hellfire members would be even more reluctant to let nancy to play compared to erica; based off the fact they also probably view nancy as a priss [similar to robin] without knowing how dorky she actually is!! so when they finally decided to let her join in she would be very passionate and outspoken. i def think she would have playful banter with her brother/other members too!!

if the campaign goes the same way as the show and they when i see her also celebrating with the rest of the members. afterwards, she would take dustin and mike to get pizza before dropping dustin off and taking mike and her home. i don’t see her becoming a permanent member of hellfire just an occasional sub when needed

extra— if afterwards the plot follows canon and chrissy dies/eddie goes on run— i think eddie/nancys dynamic would be so interesting… just some food for thoughts

[pk-rockin-love]

Ness take this choccy milk you deserve it

Ness: but I feel fine????

[parkerarchive]

MR TELEPHONE MAN ୨୧ ₊˚.༄ lucas‎ sinclair x reader blurb

byr: female reader, fluff!

“there’s something wrong with my line!” lucas screeched, letting the entirety of maple street hear. he had started pacing around in his kitchen like a bullet (or well - pacing around as much as one could while holding a wall attached phone.) after punching in his thirteenth try.

yes, thats right. it was his thirteenth time trying to reach your household. you were giving the cold shoulder and for good reason too! yesterday was your ‘1 year of dating’ anniversary. and he. had. forgotten. and no calls, no planned meet-ups, no holding a boombox outside your window as it played your favourite mutual love song. this had left you feeling miserable and mopey in your room; ultimately ignoring him. of course, though, this was unbeknownst to lucas.

“lucas dear...don't you think you should give it a break? our phone bill doesn't pay it self you know." mrs sinclair leaned on the wall, watching her worried son. "no mom, you don't get it! me and y/n specifically planned to call today...but the call never goes through! there's gotta be something wrong with the telephone." lucas whined.

erica snorted while eating her chocolate sundae that she had acquired from god-knows where. "sooo...you think because y/n's not answering, our phone is broken?" "yes! when i dial y/n's number, i get a click everytime. that isn't normal." now erica laughed loudly, "for a nerd you are pretty stupid."

lucas' dark eyebrow quirked. "she obviously doesn't wanna talk to you!…t’s just the facts." erica tried to explain. "what?! no way. why wouldn't she wanna talk to me. i mean we planned to call today at 5pm! so there is no reason for her not to answer!" he started to nervously ramble. did you really not wanna speak to him? "and when exactly did you plan this?” erica questioned. "3 days ago!"

"well suprise suprise, maybe you did some typical idiotic thing to make her mad at you within those 3 days." erica sounded unamused. "what?? but i haven’t even spoken to her in the past 3 days! theres nothing i could've possibly done to..." lucas' trailed off, his eyes widening as he felt his mouth go dry. "oh god, no no no." he immediately left the family phone hanging to his mothers distaste and ran to the house calender.

and there in all its big, bold, glory with a big fat heart circled around it was 'me & y/n's 1 year anniversary! lucas bit his lip. "oh shit. oh shit fuck!” "fuck. i am such a bad boyfriend." erica sighed from behind him, reading the calender alongside. "you need to stop with the obscenities..but yeah, you are." "no.. no, no! i've still got time to make this right. i'm going to y/n's house! tell mom for me!" lucas shouted before running outside and getting onto his bike eventually following the path of your house.

"i'm not gonna tell mom that!" erica stuck her tounge out as she walked back to her ice-cream.

♡

you rolled your eyes as you flipped to the 'celebrity it couples' page from a random teen magazine you had laying around your room. there were a huge pile of books on your bed - all that you had attempted to read earlier - making it hard to move around. you figured that filling your mind with literature and celebrity drama while madonna played in the background would lift your mood and somehow distract you. spoiler alert, it didn’t.

you sighed as you realised the last time the phone rang was about 10 minutes ago.. did this mean lucas didn't care about you any more? did he forget about you just like how he forgot your anniversary? surely he knew it was your anniversary... but then why didn't he say anything about it yesterday? hell you guys didn't even see eachother yesterd-

the overthinking that clouded your brain suddenly evaporated as you heard the doorbell ring. you remained still for a second.. this was your way of checking to see who it is. then suddenly you heard more faster & obnoxious door knocks. you groaned, yep it's lucas. and you know what... this time, i am not going to ignore it!

as you left your room, you felt anew. you slammed your door like you just-had-a-fight-with-your-parents-in-a-dramatic-teen-show and you stomped into your foyer. you swung open the fromt door, prepared to give lucas a verbal ass-whooping.

"sinclair, you—!" but before you could get an insult in you were interrupted, by a pair of all too familiar lips coming contact with your own. you gasped in surprise and lucas used this as a way to deepen the kiss he started; reaching up to hold your face gently with his palm.

you felt blood rush up your neck and onto your face as you realised what was happening. you kissed back, finally relaxing. your lips moved together sweetly before lucas finally pulled away, leaving your lips & cheeks a red hue, his hand still resting on your face.

there was about a 5 second silence before lucas sheepishly smiled. "that was to shut you up." you felt your past anger surge back as you smacked lucas' hands away causing him to giggle. “y’know you’ve got a lot of nerve-“ you started,“wait – wait! let me speak first.” lucas pleaded. you gave him an unimpressed look, yet you said nothing and lucas took this as his green light to go.

“okay first of all, i know. and second of all, i am so so sorry. it was our 1 year anniversary yesterday and i completely forgot - like a total jack-ass! and you don’t need to forgive me, but just know that i promise – no - i swear that i will make it up to you. starting... right now!" and after that he immediately lunged forward and pulled you in his arms. he attacked your face with little fairy kisses ranging from your forehead to your nose to your neck.

you giggled, bathing in the kisses. "yeah, alright sinclair, but it’s gonna take a lot more than a few kisses!” “okay, deal.” he’d smile, relieved.

♡

[dylanmunson]

Hellcheer / Munson

word count: nearly 3k

wattpad / masterlist / taglist / eddie fic

Summary: Fem Henderson, dustins older sister, on the cheer team, ex nerd and dnd player. stuff happens, eddie happens, its a mess but i regret nothing. youre welcome. 

You were proud to be a cheerleader at Hawkins High, you werent so proud of the group of 'friends' that came with it, but you were proud none the less. It was mid way through middle school when you had gotten your braces off and grew a pair of boobs, that was went the basket ball team started noticing you, so you ditched the dnd dice and math club and joined the cheer squad. Sure you werent the best at the start but you put your everything into it. You'd practise all your high kicks and flips till you were bruised and sore. It all paying off since you were now one of the best on the team, and one of the flyers. 

There was nothing better than having a little boogie in your bedroom with your pompoms, walkman on your hip and your dirty blonde hair in a messy bun on your head. That was until your oh so delightful brother came into your room. 'y/n' he chuckles, you snap out of your boogie pulling the earphones from your head 'what dustin?!' you groan, 'can you drive us to school tomorrow?' you huff throwing your pompoms at him 'ill take that as a yes, thank you big sister i love you' he grins before running out your room. 

Its now 10minutes till you have to leave to get to school, and dustin is rushing around like a crazy person 'come on dusty' you sigh leaning against the door, keys in hand. 'i cant find it' he groans 'find what?' you shout back 'dusty!' you mother says coming into the hallway 'dusty its here! i washed it yesterday so its all nice and fresh for your game today!' she says holding out the hellfire tee your younger brother loved so dearly. 'thank you mother' he grins kissing her cheek before taking it from her and changing into it and pulling a shirt over it. 'ready now loser?' you grin, he rolls his eyes as you both walk out and get into the car. 

You drive along, tapping at the wheel as the music softly plays in the background, Mike and Lucas in the back and Dustin in the passenger seat. 'what time does your game finish?' 'around 8?' he hums looking back at his friends, they all nod 'but its coming to the end of his campaign it could go on' mike grins. You just nod 'well ive got cheer practise so ill meet you outside ok?' you nod at your brother, 'your the best thank you bye' he grins as the car stops, him and his friends rushing out of the car and over to the van that is parked a few cars over. 

The day dragged, but it was finally lunch time. You walked into the canteen, spotting dustin and his little hellfire gang a few tables over. You sit and pull out the brown paper bag with your lunch, noticing theres another one, realising dustin mustve  forgotten to take his morning after all that commotion about his top. You put everything back in your bag and walk over to him. 'hey, sorry but you forgot to grab your lunch this morning' you smile at your brother handing him the bag. 'life safer! mike was just about to lend me some money' he chuckles, you smile placing a hand on his head. 'Eddie,Eddie Munson, i dont believe we've met' the older curly haired boy says holding out his hand. You smirk taking it 'y/n, y/n henderson' you smile. 'henderson?!' you grin 'indeed, this ones older sister, now if you dont mind' you grin 'see you later dusty' you shout before walking away. 

Eddie just looks at Dustin 'what?' he mumbles eating his sandwich 'thats not.. no i refuse' 'what?!' he says a little louder. 'how are you both related?' 'well ya see' dustin starts 'dont even, shut up' Eddie groans flicking a chip at the younger boy. 

'What were you doing by the freak table?' 'was giving my brother his lunch jason' you sigh 'be careful henderson, munsons a cult leader, a freak' he spits, you roll your eyes even more at the stupid lies jason starts to spread about eddie. Knowing hes just a massive nerd and wouldnt do anything to hurt anyone, after all your brother has been in this club for more than a couple of months now. And the fact you used to play, but nobody needs to know that. 

Two weeks later, you and eddie had crossed paths a few more times since that day at lunch where you gave dustin his lunch. You'd stop and wave when you saw him in the hallway, before youd be dragged away by the cheer team. He'd also dropped dustin home a few times, one night even bringing you a slushie, as he had gotten him and the rest of hellfire one after their game that evening. 

'Hey henderson' he grins leaning against the door frame as you open the door letting dustin in 'hey whats up' you smile at the older boy, 'i uh, here' he chuckles handing you the slush, 'huh?' 'we all got slush after the game and dustin mentioned you liked the cherry flavour so' he shrugs handing you the cold drink 'you shouldnt have' you grin, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear looking down. He shrugs 'dude stop flirting with my sister, its gross' dustin says looking at his dungeons master, Eddie doesnt say anything he just raises his fist at the younger boy as he runs up the stairs, you giggle 'i'll see you around munson, thanks for the drink' you grin taking a sip of it 'uh yeaah, no problem, see you henderson' he smiles before turning away walking to his van, you watch him jump in and drive off down the road before closing the door. 

'gross' dustin says making you jump, 'dustin!' 'its gross, please stop' he says folding his arms 'please dont' 'i was-' 'dont. just no. hes my friend y/n, i dont wanna think about my sister and him making out and shit' he groans gagging. 'dustin' you groan 'he just got me a slush' 'yeah your favourite one, yano we only got slushies so he'd have an excuse to talk to you tonight' he groans, you grin 'really?' he nods 'y/n stop' he says pointing a finger at you, you grin as he walks away. Sure he was a very pretty man, his eyes like swirls of chocolate that you could definitely get lost in. His smile also made your heart feel fuz- shit you thought 'fuck' you mumble walking to your room realising you have a small crush on your brothers dungeons master. 

It was now Wednesday and you walked into the library, it not so busy as everyone had class, you having a free period so decided to get some homework done, you spot eddie in the corner. You walk over and tap his shoulder 'hey is this seat taken?" 'really dude theres a t--' he stops and realises its you 'oh uh sure henderson' he smiles, you giggle taking the seat opposite him 'whatcha studying' you grin looking over his work, 'just some english shit' he shrugs, you nod pulling out your own english book 'whats it about?' he sighs leaning back in his chair. 'short story' he shrugs biting the end of his pencil, you nod before going to read your book. 

'hey i uh' he says 'i know your super smart and get stupidly good grades in english could you maybe check over this?' he mumbles playing with his hands. You put the book down and look at the curly haired boy in front of you 'of course i can' you chuckle 'and im not super smart' you chuckle, he grins shaking his head pushing his paper to you. You bite your lip and begin to read. 'can i?' you say, he nods, you write above some of the words, either putting the correct spelling or adding to the sentence. 'i uh' you smile 'sorry' 'no no its fine thank you' he smiles as you hand it back 'its really good, just' 'spelling mistakes' he chuckles 'but its good' 'thanks henderson' 'eddie i mean it' you sigh. 'its a good piece of work' 'well hopefully its passable' he sighs 'come over later?" you rush 'what?' 'i mean, come over and i could help you with your english?" you shrug. 'if you want to, that is' you say biting your bottom lip, he raises a brow at you 'forget i said anything' you sigh beginning to pack your things, feeling your cheeks heat up and the little anxiety bubble getting slightly bigger. 

He places his hand on top of yours 'youd really help?" you nod looking at the older boy 'of course' you smile softly, he nods 'mums out at book club tonight so its just me and dustin we could order pizza and work on your story' you smile at the boy, he nods 'that'd be great' he grins, you nod standing up 'i'll see you later?' he nods 'see you later sweetheart' he grins 

It was now the last class of the day, and you were in the gym practising for the championship game that was this Friday. The basket ball team were at one end of the court while you and the rest of the cheer squad were the other practising a new routine for the game. 'y/n your flying' coach says, you nod finishing your warm up before getting into position. 

the base, Jennifer, Gemma and Lisa push you into the air, them all holding your foot as you stand in the air pulling your body into a bow and arrow pose. You feel one of the girls grips loosen on your foot, you look down and notice that Gemma has stepped back, you wobble a little. 'Hey henderson catch' you hear and the next thing you know your tumbling to the ground. 

You clutch your head 'ow' you groan laying down, feeling a warm liquid run down your face, you move your hand in pain and realise your head is bleeding, 'hey dont move' coach says making everyone move away from you, you begin sobbing, 'dustin' you mumble. Putting you into the safety position while they wait for an ambulance to get there. 

Lucas had seen what had happened, you were being thrown in the air, doing the little pose you do, the girl behind had moved away and jason being the dick that he is threw a ball your way, all because he had seen you with eddie a few times, bit extreme but this was Jason. 

He runs out of the gym and down to the old drama block pushing the door open knowing the club will be in there 'dustin!' he shouts gasping for air 'lucas i thought you had practise?' 'its- its yo- your sister' he says catching his breathe 'what about her?' he stands up going to the door 'jason' he says standing up, its then that they hear the sirens, Dustin looking to his friends before running to the gym to see what Jason had done to his sister. 

'where is she?" dustin shouts at he bursts into the gym, Jason getting a scalding from Mr Coleman, while the coach talks to the girls who were doing the stunt. Dustin rushes to your side as he sees the paramedics move to your side. 

'dustin?' you mumble turning to your brother 'hey what happened?' he says looking at you, the blood from your head now stopping, but your cheer top covered init. 'everything hurts dusty' you begin to sob, Dustin looks around and sees the rest of hellfire by the doors of the gym. Tears now flooding his eyes 'dusty' you grin, the blood lose now starting to making you feel dizzy 'dusty i love you man' you grin gripping his hand, the paramedics, begin moving you onto a stretcher and taking you out of the school building and into the ambulance. Dustin stands there watching you get taken away. Eddie rushing to his side, 'come on' he mumbles pulling him away 'we're leaving' he says as they get out of the gym dragging the younger boy to his van and following the sirens. 

They didnt let the boys in to see you until gone 8pm, but eddie stayed with dustin, as he paced back and forth, your mother was also sat opposite the two boys, she had been on the phone with the school giving them an earful. 'Henderson?' the doctor says, Dustin looks at the doctor, 'my sister, i-is she ok?' he says, the doctor smiles nodding, 'we are going to keep her overnight but she should be alright to go home tomorrow, and no more cheer' he softly says. 

Your mother rushing to your side before letting dustin go in, Dustin rushing to your bedside 'dickheads the lot of them' he says giving you a hug, you look at the door and see eddie leaning against it 'i dont bite yano' you grin softly, everything still feeling extremely sore, eddie smirks 'i cant believe they did that' dustin says looking at you, you shrug 'i can' you sigh 'its so stupid' you chuckle dryly, tears coming to your eyes 'take it easy sweetheart' eddie says going to your other side and sitting down. 'i quit cheer' you mumble, dustin chuckles 'good, arseholes the lot of them' he says you grin at your younger brother 'got any openings for hellfire?' you grin, Dustin sighs looking away 'really?' he chuckles, Eddie frowns confused. 

'she knows how to play?' 'who do you think taught dusty, wheeler and Sinclair' you grin at the older boy, 'no extra school activities y/n you go to school and come home do you hear me' your mother says walking into the room, 'but mom' you sigh 'just until your better lovey' she sighs 'dustin come on its getting late' she sighs, 'i uh, ms henderson, i could drop him home?' eddie says standing up 'we're all abit shaken u--' 'dustin, come on' she says 'you can come back tomorrow' she says Dustin sighs standing up 'love you dusty' you grin at your brother pulling him into a hug before whispering something in his ear, him giggling as he walks out waving at you and eddie. 'Get some rest lovey ok, well be back in the morning' your mother says before blowing a kiss and leaving you. 

'I can leave if you want me to?' eddie says looking at the door as your mother and dustin leave. 'stay?" you mumble, 'i uh i dont wanna be alone' you shrug he nods moving his seat closer to you 'shes always been that little bit more protective over dustin' you chuckle looking at the older boy, he hums 'i can see that' he chuckles, 'sorry for not helping you with your homework' you chuckle, Eddie shakes his head 'please shut up' he chuckles 'got more important things to worry about' he smiles. 

/////

Its now been a week since the accident, if you can call it that. You were in your room, just having woken up from a nap you cuddle the teddy eddie had gotten you closer. He had gotten you a small gift when you were in the hospital. He hadnt given it to you in person, it was more left on the bedside with a note when you woke up in the morning, but it was the thought that counts right. 

The note was simple, but you held it close to your heart with the teddy, that boy made your heart feel warm. 

You groan and get out of bed, teddy in hand as you follow the loud shouting, 'can you shut up' you groan, rubbing the sleep from your eyes standing in the door way. 'hey sweetheart' you step back realising your only in a baggy band tee and fluffy socks in front of the hellfire club. 'for fucks sake dustin!' you groan turning around and walking back to your bedroom. 

You decide to shower and change, the cut on your head now feeling a lot less sore, meaning you could wash your hair without crying. You place Edward, the teddy, on your bed before hopping in the shower. 

Once out you put on dustins old hellfire shirt and a pleated skirt, grabbing Edward the teddy and walking back downstairs. 'can i join?' you say leaning against the door frame, biting your bottom lip. 'y/n' dustin groans, 'we dont need anyone else on the team right now' Jeff says, you roll your eyes 'but she already has a shirt' eddie grins at you, 'she could be our own little hellfire cheerleader' he chuckles pulling you onto his lap. 'Besides she taught these losers to play' eddie says more to jeff and gareth. 'dude gross' dustin sighs now noticing your on eddies lap. 'enough shes staying' he says making space for you to sit next to him. 'sweetheart' he grins as you sit beside him. 'thank you kind sir' you giggle. 

'suits you by the way' eddie mumbles in your ear as the others are arguing over what to do next. 'thanks, its dustins old one' you shrug, he nods 'say no more princess' he grins. 

the following day there was a package on your door step, the handwriting almost unreadable but you knew who it was from, you open it and grin as you see your own hellfire shirt, and another little note which reads 

"welcome to hellfire princess, you still owe me a study date by the way! - eddie" 

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[so-idialed-9]

So Harry Styles said "convince my boyfriend to propose" reading a fan sign and then got very embarrassed tonight, and then in the middle of this exchange started the background music to Canyon Moon.

I witnessed a #larrystylinson moment #rightinfrontofmysalad. Just kidding, I didn't have any salad. But this is real and Harry is ready for the proposal, Louis.

Love on Tour Chicago Night 2, 9/25/2021

Full transcript of what Harry says -

"Convince my boyfriend to propose." (reading a sign)

[23,000 PEOPLE LITERALLY GASP in unison, ready to be called into duty, we have been training for this for years]

(Harry laughing, a little embarrassed): As I started reading the sign, I went, 'Oh, God...'

(Trying to bring it back on track) How long have you guys been together? 7 years?!?

(Now Harry makes a errgh face, and full body blushing and laughs, hiding his face in realization this has only made it worse) I can't help ya.

[Crowd loses it]

Ok. What are your names? Sarah and Lucas? I like your shirt. (She gave it to him apparently) Thats why he"s wearing it, 'cos he loves you so much. (Crowd awwws)

What's the hold up, Lucas? It's a thing, it's a thing, you know? You love each other. (Pauses, response from Lucas not satisfactory to Harry) You love each other..? You're best friends.

(Harry adorkable hand gesture of self-awareness of how this is all going and what we are all thinking)

[Crowd SERIOUSLY loses its collective shit]

Just do it. Just do it. You don't have to do it now, but - she's your best friend, just do it, you know what I mean? JUST GIVE HER WOT SHE WANTS! (thrusts fist into the air, moment seemingly over, but he circles back)

How...? I do have a question. When you were writing this sign...was Lucas there? (No) Did he know the sign was coming? (Yes) He's going to do it then. Are you going to do it?

Then he crouches to silently look Lucas dead in the eyes for a good 10 seconds, saying, "Let me look him in the eye. You can always see the truth in someone's eyes."

(Eventually guy nods slightly but Harry continues to not let him off the hook, staring him down like, no, I'll evaluate this myself thank you, and smiles)

"He's going to do it! You don't have to do it now, Lucas...but do it soon."

TLDR - "Louis, what's the holdup, when is our proposal?" "Marry your best friend."

[azozzoni]

I finished! Okay, so. What did I think? What did we all think?

The first 4 episodes were dragging for me. But it really picked up somewhere around episode 6 and I liked how it went from there. True to IT fashion, it was not over-dramatized (which we love), and full of realistic problems and solutions (gee, who would have thought to talk to a therapist about your problems (Not me but thats my own issue)).

More thoughts under the cut...

things to discuss:

- Elia’s relationship with everyone but specifically Luchino and Federica was beautiful to see. Fede got a big upgrade this season which I appreciated (also she looked great, can we just acknowledge? the short hair works for her)

- I loved that Elia’s friend group at school was all girls. And that one guy who we frankly didn’t see enough of.

- Elia crying in the bathroom? We’ve all been there, bby

- I wish they’d dived a bit deeper into the issues with the dad since it seems like he does care about the mom and Elia, but typical boys refuse to talk to each other

- Elia and Filo roommates, yes please! Would have liked more - some heart to hearts on the couch, but we did get at least one over laundry

- Glad Nico and Marti were living there best life in the background. Literally the only thing this season needed to be good.

- If we do get a 6th season, I suspect it will be about Asia, who grew on me after a while. I would also not be opposed to learning more about Elia’s desk buddy.

- It was not a perfect season - the first couple episodes really lacked in action or explanation, but I’ll give them a pass.

- Well, Spera is an ass.

- But we got to see Boccia! Who is gratefully unproblematic - just chillin’ off screen with his boyfriend and living his best life

- Love that Elia apologized to Fede for calling her fat for years, glad to see him grow as a person

- Luca deserves the world (except when he sends unsolicited dick pics. Stop it, kid. I think he learned his lesson.)

- I do wish we’d gotten just more of the boysquad. Gio was a little MIA, and is he even still with Eva? A single line or kiss would have sufficed.

Overall, better than I expected. Would watch a 6th season if they decide to do one, so we’ll see!

[smoothpapertowels]

my stranger things vol. 2 reactions

just thought it would be fun. i’m watching alone so i have to talk to SOMEONE about these emotions.

Episode 8: Papa

- disappointed robin didn’t come thru with the tidbit where she sees nancy’s tapes in her room and saves her from vecna with them (but my fic has that ;))

- eddies music line was hilarious

- enzo was hot asf

- poor joyce having funerals for both her boy and her love. at least they’re both not dead.

- “she missed her dad” waaaah

- the demogorgon absolutely clearing the floors of the prison was hilarious and sick

- how did the open heart surgery demogorgon die from one bullet

- the russian demogorgon lab reveal was GOOD

- eleven lifting up the tank was satisfying

- will just wants to play dnd with mike for the rest of his life.

- will is such a good friend. he’s a good LISTENER

- mike :((

- TENDER EMOTIONAL MUSIC

- OMG THE DRAWING

- are you kidding me. are you fucking kidding me. i’m crying

- WILL IS SO IN LOVE WIYH MIKE. THE GODDAMN HEART. HOLY FUCK

- omg mike is realizing

- NO DONT CRY WILL BABY. gay is different and OK

- noah u are so good at what u do

- OH MY GOD DONT CRY WILL BABY NOOO my little gay heart

- he’s such a good friend. he is helping mike with his relationship even tho he wants to be with him. like wow.

- “i’m not gonna lie to you eleven” bs.

- pls do true owens. not ominous at all

- nancy leaving out her dad…does she not…love him?

- THE SUSPENSE

- what bad skin robin??

- max. ur gonna die

- max bby ur so brave omg

- she’s preparing herself to die and it hurts so bad

- hop is free :)

- EDDIES TIME TO SHINE

- RED. max is now red.

- HELP THE MASK

- eddie motorcycle perchance?

- oh. eddie rv. slightly less cool but funnier

- eddie is abt to CRACK i swear

- BIG BOY?? BIG BOY?? HOLY SHIT

- steve’s bare foot💀

- Team Owens yass!

- steve wants a family😭it’s his babysitting gene

- omg if maxs memory is lucas-

- boy is BRAVE

- PRESUMPTUOUS😭😭

- stop lumax is supreme

- kate bush is also supreme

- is yuri Okay

- VICKIEEE!!

- vickie :((

- amybeth is the loml

- nancy pls beat up jason rn.

- jason is off his rocker!!!

- small woman.

- luv u argyle

- oh sam u are dust. wait who are these dickheads??

- BRENNER U ASSHOLE

- YAS ELEVEN SHE IS THE MOMENT

- she is such a slay rn. open that door girl.

- HOLY SHIT

- YOU MOTHERFUCKER

- KILL HIM GIRL

- GET HIM

- oh this is not good

- eddie! little shield boy!!

- omg eddie’s such a nerd.

- AW DUSTIN. so cute

- aw omg eddie munson heart of gold.

- erica is such a bad bitch

- AW SUPPORTIVE ERICA

- everything is so wholesome for a bit.

- steve trying to comfort robin :(

- not everything has a happy ending. i will cry

- SHE LOOKED OVER AT NANCY??

- robin. robin shut up. no. it will work out.

- they’re just kids man :(

- if robin or steve die i will kms

- tbh i totally forgot that military storyline was happening

- i hate the military btw :)

- california crew to the rescue!!

- YES GIRL CRASH THAT COPTER

- she is such a badass

- that was so cool

- millie has fallen to her knees so many times. get this girl some knee pads.

- she doesn’t even pass out after that? my girl gettin STRONG!

- will in the background of mileven i- (kinda have to laugh)

- will and el :’)

- a speck of redemption for brenner??

- kinda sad that she’s his family but like…why would you treat ur family like that🤨

- stop the music- the mike music :(

- oh shit. el is her OWN! PERSON!!

- GOODBYE PAPA INDEED!!!!

- i heart u and ur music kyle dixon

- who IS gonna die el??

- SEPARATE WAYS YEAHHHHH THIS IS SO GOOD

- also have y’all seen the spotify playlist it looks so cool

- THATS THE END OF THAT ONE??

- i’m so scared for the next one. here we go folks.

[solarsleepless]

what r max's stims? :)

SHSHJSHJSJSJSHJSH

okAY yes i have many thoughts abt adhd max i am vibrating rn

okay so first of all theres the average well known "flappy hands"

but she really likes it when she has sweaters with longer sleeves because then she can just flap them around

leg bounce leg bounce leg bounce

cracking her knuckles. she does this SO often its unreal

she doesnt have many vocal stims but she goes "ba ba ba" or just humming and singing sometimes

also running her hand on the bottom of her skateboard, and/or rolling the wheels

just being on her skateboard and swaying is a huge stim

chewing her shirt lmao

im also gonna say that she also stims by pressing on buttons and other stuff in the arcade. its just Nice To Do

also stims by kicking off of the ground on her skateboard. very nice

well this is gonna turn into adhd max rant get ready

she had adhd combined (like yours truly) and finds it hard to concentrate in class

she totally hyperfixated on video games at some point

and comics probably

and skateboarding too

she is a VERY picky eater. like she could barely eat stuff in california, so when she moves to hawkins it only gets worse

sensory issues my abhorreeed

can't stand too-loud noises (b!lly of course knows this and turns up music in his car so that he can't even hear himself)

that being said she cant STAND the silence and always needs background noise (she and el bond over liking white noise from tv)

SHE LOVES TANGLERS SO MUCH

goes nonverbal sometimes because of the fear that if she says anything itll just make things worse. the party + steve is very concerned at first, then learn to live with it

WHISTLE STIM WHISTLE STIM WHISTLE

she has so many weighted blankets. she couldnt actually use them much because it was too hot in cali but then in hawkins she used them all the time

SPINNY CHAIR SPINNY CHAIR

undiagnosed

loves fluffy jumpers. she never really used or felt them earlier because of the hotness of california but when she was cold and lucas lent her his fluffy jumper...

well let's just say he didn't get it back

rubbing her hand over lucas's knuckles :)

i know i've already said singing stim but just imagine her singing 'material girl' or 'old time rock and roll'

echolalia! only sometimes tho

like erica will go "hey max me and lukie are gonna make a cake wanna help?" "cake?" "cake" "cake!" "cake!" "cake"

also the sinclair family is so accepting. they're confused but they just accept max and thats okay

once the party started looking up what adhd was, max brought it up once and immediately they all went 'that's only for little boys'

(which is bullshit obvs)

remember that sleepover scene where max is dancing? yeah that but its a stim

the party + the teens have a running joke of max being moth because she stares at lights so much. visual stim

she scratches as a(n unhealthy) stim but it gets worse after billy's death

hates it when people shout, usually goes nonverbal if it's directed at her

jumps when she's happy!!

you know how she just wears basic and unlayered clothes? yeah she chooses them on purpose because tight stuff feels Bad

she hates labels with her entire being

she seems like the kind of gal to bite her nails

also adopted dustin's "grrr" as a stim

"hey max- grrr" "...what was that?" "...grrr" "could you teach me how to do that" ".. o k a y ?"

will and max (i hc will as autistic) both have lil stimming sessions! they just notice the other stimming and join in, just leaving them laughing at the end!

lucas is super understanding of her stims

he learnt to recognize when she's understimulated and gives her fidget toys!! and if he doesnt have any then he'll just straight up grab her hand and start rubbing his fingers against the knuckles

i'd like to say:

*SLAPS ROOF OF MAX MAYFIELD* THIS BITCH CAN HOLD SO MUCH RSD

she wasnt doing so good in the first place

thinking stuff like

"maybe if i wasnt born then my parents wouldn't have divorced"

and stuff like that

(billy intentionally makes it worse because of course he does)

but then it gets so. much. worse.

you know mike said "because you're annoying" in s2?

YOU CAN BET THAT TRIGGERED HER RSD SO HARD

and also when el just walked past her in s2? yeah well

that didn't go off well with her rsd either

lucas has to reassure her that she's not a mistake, she's not annoying, he doesn't secretly hate her, etc etc

he doesnt think he'll ever forgive mike for triggering her rsd so badly

this has so many hurt/comfort possibilities in fic holy fuck-

lucas immediately shuts down her deprecating comments

like IMMEDIATELY

he wont stand for that shit

he is glaring so badly at anyone who triggers max's rsd

unless it's someone they love (like erica) who doesn't actually know what they did wrong and want to make up for it

once erica activated her rsd by accident

just with a lil lighthearted comment

"ugh i hope you arent as annoying as lukey's little friends on the walkie talkie"

once erica finds out abt what she did she feels SO bad. babey

she does everything she can to make up for it

apologizes properly when they're both brushing the barbie's hair

she finds out max stims by brushing barbie's hair when max has to look after once

so when she can see max is understimulated she'll just toss a barbie and a hairbrush her way

also likes max's echolalia (can you hear that? its the sound of max's euphoria boosting)

erica learns to lower her voice around max

max can't watch anything without subtitles btw

she just cannot

she'll watch it and cause she's smart she'll figure out what's going on

but often has to turn to lucas and go "whats going on???"

she loves the feeling of snow thru her gloves

maybe its the cold but still. very Nice

uhh i have more but i cant be bothered also this is too long already

[egcdeath]

birthdays with the boys

in honor of my own birthday, today i’ll be sharing with you what i think your birthday with many cevans characters would be like. enjoy! <3

steve rogers

he leaves his mission early and unannounced so when you wake up to the smell of pancakes in your house, and a man with breakfast in bed you almost jump out of your skin buuut you couldn’t be happier to see him

breakfast in bed is just the start of your bday because he goes ALL. OUT. 

as you finish up eating, he grabs a folded piece of paper with a wax seal on it and hands it to you

he tells you to open it once he leaves, gives you a wink, then goes

he planed a birthday scavenger hunt for you!!!

for the rest of the day, you travel around the city to a bunch of important places in your relationship, like your fav dates n stuff

at the midway point of the hunt, he meets you for a coffee and makes sure you’re still enjoying everything before he sends you off with the avenger’s company card and basically tells you to get something nice before finishing the hunt hehe

you do in fact get yourself something nice

at the end of the hunt, you end up at the compound where all of your friends and teammates are and you have a very nice birthday party

by the time that you and steve go home, you’re exhausted but wanna spend a lil more time savoring your birthday so steve suggests that the two of you watch that one cheesy rom com that you love (and he hates)

as you cuddle on the couch, popping the occasionaly popcorn kernel in your mouth, you cant help but to feel grateful that you have such an amazing boyfriend

ransom drysdale

his birthdays were always disregarded when he grew up, so he has a very extravagant celebration planned for you

we all know that he can make a pretty airtight and elaborate plan so you literally have zero idea of what he’s got up his sleeve

enter: a whole birthday week

(he sweet talked your boss into some time off  so thats one whole thing you don’t have to worry about)

day one is a whole spa and a shopping day

he can’t stand some of your friends but he invites them anyway bc he knows it’ll make you happy

he’s glaring at your friends while they giggle about some new louis vuitton purse and you’re thoroughly amused by it

you give him extra kisses that night as a reward for not instigating any fights that day (awww bf of the year am i right ladies?)

day two you guys do a museum hop and look at lots of art

ransom rolls his eyes at canvases that have a few drops of paint on them and are called modern art, you think this is hilarious

day three you have a picnic together in a park

ransom knows you have an affinity for charcuterie boards and attempts to make you one himself (and it’s not all that bad), along with a bunch of dainty little sandwiches

later that day, you go to a planetarium together

on your drive back home you have an interesting convo on the meaning of life

day 4 you take a pottery class together

ransom makes the most deformed bowl you’ve ever seen in your life

so naturally you put it up for display in your bedroom (so whenever you see it you can think of him)

day five is a first class flight to some luxurious villa in europe. most of day five is taken up on a plane

ransom lets you lay your head on him while you sleep, even though the position you’re in is making it astonishingly uncomfortable for him

day six you guys explore the city all day together

ransom makes sure not to complain about his aching legs (even though yours are getting sore too, and if he said something you would’ve done something about it!)

on your real birthday (day seven), ransom takes you out to a very nice dinner, and gives you a hand written letter detailing how much he loves and cares about you (because sometimes it’s hard for him to say his feelings)

you’re extremely flattered but have no idea how you’ll top this for his own birthday

andy barber

you and andy aren’t really huge on big gestures, so he does little things throughout the day

while you’re at work, he makes a surprise stop by and brings you your favorite drink & lunch from your favorite food place

he sends a bouquet of flowers to your job as well

after work, he cooks for you then showers you in gifts

your favorite thing that he gets you is a little engraved necklace with yours and his initials on it

at the end of the day, he gives you a nice full body massage and somehow that was exactly what you needed.

maybe not the most extravagant birthday, but a good one nonetheless.

frank adler

you have a pretty chill birthday with him and mary

he brings you a cake that him and mary made/decorated together

it’s kind of hideous but you love it

you guys let mary skip class for just 1 (one) day but tell her to keep it a secret

you call the school and let her fake being sick in the background. it is a hoot

you all go to the zoo together 

you take tons of pictures

your personal favorite is one where mary and frank are posing with a giraffe

after the zoo, you go bowling

when you win, the sore losers that came with you claim they were letting you win since it was your birthday

you end your day at the beach, watching mary and her cat play in the sand in your peripheral vision while you and frank admire the sunset

ah, sweet, sweet domesticity

ari levinson

you go to an escape room to celebrate your birthday

it’s just you and ari, but you’re smart so you don’t expect it to be too difficult

🚨wrong🚨

you’re both so hard headed and stubborn that doing any of the tasks is like pulling teeth

eventually the building had to close, and you’ve only finished like... a few tasks in the hours you’ve been there

this was certainly not a bad birthday though, arguing with ari is one of your favorite pastimes

and this birthday certainly did not disappoint

jake jensen

you and the rest of your team decided to go to a little retro arcade for the first half of the night

you spent way more time than necessary watching jake attempt to beat the high score of some random game

after giving up on beating the highest score on a pac-man machine, jake decided to attempt to win you a prize on the claw machine

like, $20 and a few annoyed humans in line behind him later, it was still nothing

when jake finally gave up, the next person in line won the soft and plushy elephant you had your eye on

and while your back was turned, he may or may not have paid off its rightful owner in order to get it with you

it was too sweet of a gesture for you to even try to be annoyed with jake

a bit later, you decided to partake in a game of laser tag which was going on in the same building

this was fine and dandy buuuut

everyone on your team treated every mission (real or fictional) like the end of the world

this made for a few very interesting matches

jake nearly trampled a child more than one time

good thing everyone was required to sign a waiver before playing

a custody battle over which team got to have cougar seemed to be a consistent theme during the night

when you were on different teams, you couldn’t help but notice that jake was getting a little too much pleasure out of shooting you

it was fine because you were equally enthusiastic about shooting him

you were eventually booted from the game when an employee claimed you were all being too rough

at some point you lost the elephant

but luckily for you, you found it before you went home

you were going to keep that elephant forever

johnny storm

you were genuinely convinced that johnny forgot your birthday

he did not bring it up ONCE the whole day

you’re actually kind of hurt for a while and get all in your head

johnny gets the silent treatment 🙄 (but he deserves it)

you decide to stop moping and go out, since it issss your birthday

you do your makeup and put on a skimpy little dress

as you leave your room and start enter the communal portion of the baxter building, johnny stops you and checks you out

he’s like “where are you going????”

and you’re like “out 😐”

and he’s like “are you sure? 🤨”

and you’re like yes duh

then he gestures to the side really quickly and you’re kinda confused then a whole bunch of people pop out and start cheering for your birthday

you’re kinda embarrassed that you spent so much of the day moping but you quickly get over it because you love a good party

by the time that most of your guests are gone, you force johnny to take you out to the club

and of course you warn him not to ever pull a stunt like that again

lucas lee

he forgot it was your birthday

[cupidsintern]

wyd?

modern au, established relationship, i think nancy's gay

Steve’s on TikTok when the text comes in. He’s doing better lately, good enough that he can get baked by himself and not worry about spiraling. Instead he made a peanut butter marshmallow sandwich and listened to his most recent playlist all the way through like eight times and texted Robin for a while- she’s visiting family, lots of ‘Steve pls come rescue me pls ’- and now he’s on TikTok.

It’s not late-late. But it’s not early. And he knows Nancy and Jonathan are having issues- he heard about it from the kids who don’t get that gossip is not helpful to feelings- but he didn't know they went on a break. Until he gets the text.

10:46pm - 1 New Notification

Nancy Wheeler: Hey

Typing…

Nancy Wheeler: Haven't talked in a while. How are you?

Steve clicks the notif bar. He stares at the text. It’s not like he never talks to Nancy. She’s just not Baby <3 in his phone anymore. Hasn't been for a while. He used to wonder what Jonathan put her as in his phone.

Steve can scroll up to see previous texts- Hey i had a doctors appointment during third did you get the homework outline? And Lucas left his water bottle at our house! Mike has it with him

And, more recently: Happy Birthday! Hope it's a good one :)

But this feels different. This singular ‘hey’ in its own grey bubble kind of puts Steve on edge. He doesn't respond right away, figures he should text Robin to ask if he’s just being paranoid first but- shit she went to sleep didn't she. And while he’s typing out a “Hey when you wake up” message to Robin he gets another notif.

Nancy Wheeler: Jonathan and I are on a break

Then,

Nancy Wheeler: Sorry, I probably shouldn't be texting you haha. Just wanted some company i guess

Steve feels a hot flash of anger. Rolling in his stomach like lava. Jesus he’s too high to be this angry.

He picks up his phone again.

Types out “fuck you” and deletes it and then “thats understandable but maybe you should text one of your other friends” and then deletes it and then types out “why are you texting me we're not friends" and then deletes it and then-

Clicks back, scrolls down, and texts Billy.

You: R u still awake?

Steve gets a response within seconds.

Billy <3: aw do u miss me or smth?

Billy <3: gay

That makes Steve smile. Makes the anger cool down considerably, and he sits up a bit in bed.

You: Yes but also

You: Nancy texted me?

Billy <3: about what

Billy <3: about how she broke up with Jonathan?

You: H o w do you already know that

Billy <3: i know everything. Why’d she text you??

Steve gets another notif from Nancy. He doesn't want to open it.

Luckily, he doesn't have to right away. Billy calls him.

“No one’s home.” Is Billy's opener. “Speak freely.”

“Good evening to you too.” Steve says, relieved to have the sound of Billy’s voice to lean into.

“So what does Wheeler want?”

Steve’s thumb hesitates over the notif bar.

“She said her and Jonathan are on a break and she ‘wants company.’”

“Wow.” Steve can hear poorly concealed jealousy in Billy’s words. “That’s. Wow.”

“Don’t be j-”

“I’m not jealous.”

“Oookay.” Steve laughs a little. He still hasn't opened Nancy’s text.

“Are you going to respond?”

“No fucking way, man-” Steve starts, then another text.

Unread message: I need someone to talk to. I don’t know who else I could ask.

Steve’s brow furrows.

“What happened?” Comes Billy’s voice.

“She, uh.” Steve opens the chat finally. “Hang on.”

You: Hey

You: Seems like you're in a tough spot. Not sure I’m the right guy. Maybe you could talk about it with a closer friend?

Nancy: That’s just it.

Nancy: I don’t have any friends.

Nancy: I have no one else. Johnathon was the last person left I was close with and i fucking blew it. I have no idea what to do i'm lost and confused and i just really really could use someone to talk to.

Typing...

Nancy: Please

“Babe?” Billy again. “Yeah,” Steve exhales. “Nancy, uh. Sounds pretty bad actually.”

“She reeling you in with that act?”

“I don’t think it’s an act, Bills.” Steve sits up straighter. “Something’s wrong.”

He’s typing out a vague enough response when the next text comes in.

Nancy: I think I'm gay

Then-

Nancy: Can I call you?

I think I’m gay.

That’s. Okay. That’s… something. Something that kind of makes sense now that Steve thinks about it, connects a lot of dots Steve didn't know were floating around but.

Jesus, Nancy must be having a heart attack.

“Billy, I have to call you back.” Steve says, then realizes the kind of push back he’s going to get on that.

“Call me back?” High and mighty already. “You can't just ditch me with a ‘call you back’ when your ex is actively weedling her way-”

“She’s not weedling. She’s not doing well and she has no other friends.” Silence. “Please don’t pout-”

“I’m not pouting.”

“Aw,” Steve leans his head into the receiver a little. “If I say you look cute when you pout, will that hurt or help my case?”

“Hurt.”

“Ok, I promise I’ll call you back right after I talk to her.”

“You fucking better.”

Steve says “I love you” before he gets off the phone and is medium relieved to hear Billy say it back.

Steve calls Nancy. She takes a while to pick up. When she does, he can tell she’s been crying.

“You didn’t have to call.” Is the first thing she says. She sniffs right at the end.

“Seemed like you were having. A rough night.” Steve says. Her text hasn't fully sunk in, he’s thinking about all the times she called him crying. How they got more frequent right before the end.

“I shouldn't have bothered you, I’m sorry, you can go.” Nancy’s voice builds a little. She sounds frantic.

Steve can’t really feel soft feelings about Nancy cause all of them just piss him off or ice his blood but. He’s worried. “No, no it’s-” Then Steve hears the background noise. “Dude, are you driving?”

“I- w- yeah.” Nancy sounds a little defensive.

“Oh my god.”

“I just needed to clear my head! I know I shouldn’t have called it just…”

Steve steeled himself for the words he knew were about to come out of his mouth. No matter how much of a hothead Steve could be (not as much as Billy but still), he was still a total pushover about shit like this. “Do you. Want to come over?” Steve asked stiltedly. “If you're, you know, already driving around.”

Nancy sounded relieved when she said yes.

When Steve got outside to meet Nancy’s mom’s car’s headlights, it was raining.

“Hey,” was the first thing he said when she walked up.

Looking at Nancy doesn't do much to Steve anymore. Not the way it used to. Not the way looking at Billy does now.

Looking at Billy feels how Steve assumes people in the way-back-when felt when color TV was invented.

Nancy looks as washed out as Steve thinks she feels.

“Hi.”

“You wanna come in?”

Nancy hesitates. “I don’t. Want to impose.”

“It’s raining, Nance.”

She looks surprised, like she didn't notice. “Oh.” then. “Okay.”

Steve steps back as Nancy walks onto the smooth tile right in front of the front door. It’s quiet enough after the door closes Steve thinks he can hear her hair dripping onto the ground.

“So,” Steve says after a bit. “Did you-”

“I’m sorry.” Nancy says suddenly. But it’s not the panicked little “sorry’s” from earlier, it’s a single, earnest one.

“For what?” “Everything.” More tears are streaming down her cheeks now. “I know I shouldn't have bothered you, I didn’t- I wasn’t a good girlfriend. Or a good friend. I just. I thought maybe I would know who I was if someone else did, but I didn't. And I don’t have anyone else, and I remember when- when you told me you were bi when we were dating and I was weird about it but now i think I was just jealous- because- bec-” Nancy cut herself off, unable to keep going with the tears closing up her throat.

Steve swallowed pretty hard. “Because. You think, you’re gay?”

Nancy sat down on the floor.

“The floors all wet-”

“I know, Steve.” Nancy cut him off gently. He was familiar with the tone.

Steve looked at her, looked at the floor, and opted to sit next to her. The rain was hitting harder on the door behind them.

Nancy didn't seem like she had anything more to say. Steve tried to think of something to ask.

“Why, uh. Why do you think you are?”

“I don’t know if I am.” She said quickly.

“Why do you think you might be?”

She sighed, pushed the wet hair off her face. “You don’t have to talk to me about this. I figure it probably doesn't feel good to hear.”

Steve hadn't thought of that. If Nancy is gay, that means she probably wasn't ever actually into him. Not just after a while, but from ‘go,’ it wasn't the same for her.

“Not great.” Steve admitted. “But. It isn't about me.”

Nancy sighed again. “Why are you so nice?” She mumbled. “Both you and Jonathan.” Then she teared up again.

“I thought maybe.” Nancy started up after clearing her throat. “That I didn’t… feel as much because. I was just with the wrong person.” She glanced sideways, clearly feeling worse with every word. “But. I didn’t. I just. I felt the same. Like something was missing.”

“You always feel like that?” Steve was kind of surprised. “Like, with every relationship?”

“Romantic ones, yeah.”

The rain got louder again. “I was…” Nancy fought to say the next words. “I didn’t always feel like that.”

“With us?” Steve hopes a little. “Or with Jonathan?”

Nancy speaks a little softer, like it will soften the blow to Steve, to herself. “...With Barb.”

Billy was going to give Steve so much shit for falling for Robin and Nancy since it sounded like they were both gay. He already had gotten shit about Robin. “This is a problem unique to bisexuals.” had been Billy’s quip.

Nancy talked a bit more easily after that one admission. About why Barb's death hit her so hard. About why she felt bad for hurting Steve, how confused she was, how alone.

How she pushed everyone away except whoever held the position of boyfriend because she didn't ever feel right around people. But boyfriend seemed. Normal.

Steve was pretty familiar with feeling like he Should Do whatever was ‘normal.’ His parents weren’t exactly pleased when ‘being bi’ turned out to be an actual thing and not just a family conversation they could keep pretending they didn't have.

Nancy was crying again. Said she was sorry again.

Steve hugged her.

It was pretty awkward. He was trying not to touch her too much and her hair got his sweater wet, but she tucked her face against his chest like she always used to.

Something about that clicked. How hugs had always felt closer for them than kisses. How maybe they had been meant to be friends, and just misread the signs.

Maybe they could be friends now. Maybe.

Nancy pulled away and wiped her nose. “Thank you.”

“Yeah.”

Steve checked his phone to let Nancy fix her face a little and then winced at the sheer volume of messages from Billy that popped up on his screen.

“What’s up?’ Nancy asked, leaning back over.

“Oh, just Billy.”

“Oh god,” Nancy grimace. “He can’t have been pleased I came over.”

Steve opened the messages. “He’s not. But I told him it was important.” “You can. Tell him.” Nancy said tentatively. “If you want. About what we talked about. About me.” Billy was gonna get a kick out of this. But Steve felt more somber about it than Billy probably would.

It was weird.

He’d been in Nancy’s shoes. But he’d also been completely in love with her. So at once he was hurt and sympathetic.

But he also felt. Better.

Something about the two of them, Steve and Nancy, always seemed. Unfinished.

This was probably the close out they needed.

“I should call Billy back.”

“Of course.” Nancy looked almost embarrassed. “I can go-”

“Nah, stay a bit.” Steve was standing up, unlocking his phone to a slew of “wheeler has been on my shit list from day ONE” and “i know you’d never cheat like i know that i'm not crazy but my therapist said.” Makes Steve smile at his phone. “‘I'll make you tea or something."

[obiwan824]

DUOLINGO I’M GOING THROUGH AN EMOTIONAL TIME LET ME BE

[pk-rockin-love]

HAVE A CAKE ENJOY

Lucas: Ness you look zoned out again. I hope it’s not ‘cause you’re overthinking when I hugged you that time?

Ness: no.

Lucas: you’re terrible at lying. I told you it was fine, and it was genuine. please stop freaking out about it.

[fulcrcm]

@debelltio​   :   06﹕ is  there  something  about  the  roleplay  community  that  irks  you ?

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there  are  a  couple  things  i  could  write  about  here  but  to  pick  just  one  thing,  i  would  say:  the  way  multis  and  original  characters  ( especially  female  original  characters )  are  treated.  now  i  know  this  isn’t  a  new  thing.  it  might  be  something  thats  been  around  since  the  dawn  of  the  tumblr  rpc  but  it  still  irks  me  greatly.

multis  and  female  ocs  are  really  treated  like  trash  98%  of  the  time  on  this  site  and  it  will  never  fail  to  confuse  me.  now  don’t  get  me  wrong,  all  ocs  can  struggle  but  it  seems  particularly  prevalent  when  they’re  female.  i  see  it  a  lot,  considering  the  amount  of  blogs  i  have.  i  have  female  oc  solo  muses,  male  oc  solo  muses  and  a  multi.  there  is  a  HUGE  gap  between  the  amount  of  interactions  i  get  on  each  and  i  just  don’t  understand  it.  even  now,  i  made  luca  and  recently  made  a  female  sw  oc  who  has  a  similar  background  and  i’ve  not  receiving  nearly  as  much  interaction  on  her  as  i  am  on  luca.  now  yes,  this  is  just  my  own  experiences,  however:  talk  to  your  fellow  muns  of  multis  and  female  ocs  and  i’m  sure  they’ll  have  a  similar  story. 

it  makes  no  sense  to  me  and  i  can’t  understand  how  this  attitude  wasn’t  left  in  2012  to  be  quite  honest.  but  that’s  just  me.

[lucidpantone]

Wtfock Fanfic Recommends (Worlds/Lit adapt) Pt.2

Elaba Fockers! 🤘🏽(they tell me thats how the Belgians say what up!)

Catch up on previous recommends here.

Worlds/Literary adaptation

Literary adaptation is the adapting of a literary source (e.g. a novel, short story, poem) to another genre or medium.

ITW = In the works

Please refer to Pt.1 concerning the new rating system for each fic.

Game of Thrones Cont.

Dragon’s blood (complete) by MeraxesTargaryen (PG-13)

I want more, thats all I can say. This feels a little bit like a working preface to what will be a larger fic and I am already thirsting for more word count. I love that similar to the other GOT sobbe fic you also see Robbe as a Tyrell and Sander as a Targaryen and omg I squealed at the reworking of the winter rose crown scene where Sander gives the crown to Robbe. You can not play with my emotions like that Sobbe and GOT is just to much for me to process. I know the GOT world is monolithic but if you could grace us with more word count I would be forever grateful.

Harry Potter

This rough magic (complete) by aholynight (R, could be PG-13 but airing on the side of caution) | @aholynight

I mean what can I say that hasn’t been said before about this author. One of the og GOAT’s of the wtfock fanfic tag. A nice HP spin on enemies to lovers. I especially love the detail writing around the Quidditch matches. So many beautiful details around scenes that take place in the dining hall and corridors of Hogwarts but I love the way that its not emulating J.K. Rowlings specific voice but aholynight is writing a variation of Hogwarts thats as detailed but still very stylistic to their writing style. A lot of this fic mirrors wtfock s3 canon so its nice they used HP as their world so it doesn’t just feel like a retelling of s3. Especially the Ohn scene. We also spend a lot of time with Robbe in his dorm and I don’t know why I have a soft spot for all the dorm room scenes. Also not gonna ruin the surprise for those who haven’t read it but guess what houses Robbe and Sander belong too? (I know some people disagree with the selections).

flower moon (complete) by cicelstickssobbe (PG-13)

I can tell that this author is a huge HP stan because some of the details in this fic are things I wouldn’t remember about the wizarding world unless someone pointed them out. Firstly this fic is written in canon via the S3 timeline. However it’s not identical and the way its framed via HP folklore makes it really refreshing. So things I love about this fic. The whole explanation behind enchanted portraits was bellissimo. The usage of the room of requirement was so perfect to me and I adore the sorta of the homage to the original concept of a safe place. The origins background to both Robbe and Sander is really cool and their life interest. Of course Sander is on the Quidditch team and Robbe is our lonely boy with an uncool hobby. I don’t want to give to much away because the HP nuggets in this fic will be appreciated greatly by hard core HP stans.

Sobbe hogwarts au (ITW) by Sassywarlock29 (PG-13)

Forget the Hogwarts lore and just give me sobbe making out in the Gryffindor corridor and getting house points deducted because they can’t keep their hands to themselves in the great hall. This fic is swift and to the point with a spoonful of HP.

Sander Driesen and The Mortifying Ordeal of Being Known (ITW) by @supersoaker111 (PG)

Woah thats cool, is all I gotta say. There is some real interesting lore that is occurring in this fic about possible dangerous spells that help aid the troubled mind. DAMN!! I would love to see this fic completed because I really love the direction its going and also I live for when Robbe and Sander don’t go home for winter break and have the castle all to themselves. Howler scene was amazing too and I laugh at the idea of Sander tutoring anyone. Also very interesting house choices overall not sure I agree but unexpected and surprising for sure.

Ataraxia (ITW) by @feathers-n-silk (PG)

Presented in a kinda of pseudo clip style. Baby Robbe is a seeker he’s actually the best seeker to grace Hogwarts in some time. Sander & Lucas NL are related. VDS makes a cameo if your looking for VDS HP crossover. I love that Sander is pretentious in this world too and thinks quidditch is beneath him hahahaha. Nice one author I couldn’t stop laughing at that. Most of the lore in this fic is very quidditch centric but it makes sense since Robbe is the star jock at Hogwarts.

Mythology/Celestial Lore

the blood of both is my limbo (ITW) by tokyometropolis | @luludemauryyy (R, thus far but marked explicit for future chapters)

Say it with me people exposition, exposition, exposition. Did I know that I needed to know what a bar looks like in the 9th circle of hell? NO, but did luludemauryyy describe it in the most vivid unbelievable way? Hell yes, they did. This author and maybe a couple of more really focus on exposition writing and give you so much world building its really inspiring to read. They are a master of this style. Also the conflict being brewed between angels and demons and purgatory being their in-between meeting point is engaging and am screaming for an update.

Souls of the Underworld (ITW) by createdforyou | @sonderthroughthestreets | @embeddedinmybrain (PG)

New addition & just dropped on AO3 but the summary says demigod Robbe and I am ready!! I love the concept already of Robbe’s mama being a goddess and is Sander maybe a rival demigod checking out his competition in class? I think he may be. Cool concept will definitely be updating this review once more chapters get added.

More World/Lit Adapt fics continued in part 3....

[bettyxinez]

Nothing Left To Give

chapter two - alarm

Malcolm was bewildered as to how he got into this situation. He was hunched around a corner, footsteps sounding a scarily short distance away from him. Kat was not too far away, her hand clenched around her gun. It was still holstered to her side, however. She gestured behind her, where an alarm could be seen on the wall. She pulled out her HT and whispered into it. "Gil? I need you to tell the fire department that a fire alarm will go off at our location, but that its not real" Gil replies with an equally quiet whisper. "What? Wh,-" "Just do it. Please." A beat of silence. "Fine. Give me one minute." "Thanks." Kat looks at Malcolm then. And he's confused. "What are you planning?" "You'll see. When I pull the alarm, follow me." And then, about 48 seconds later, she dashes to the fire alarm, takes out a lighter and a note card, lights the corner on fire, and holds it directly to the fire alarm.

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"We don't have enough information on our killer, Kat" Gil had responded, looking at her. "I think we do. Hold on one second." She kneeled down then, replacing her gloves. She slowly removed the sheet shielding the womans lower region, and looked for only approximately five seconds. She then put it back.

"She was sexually assaulted. And tortured before hand, and probably during. The latter is obvious. Our killer didn't like doing too much damage. He didn't like torturing his victims to death as much as he liked torturing them, and then killing them."

Malcolm spoke up, then. "His victims are predominantly female. Based on the nature of the crime. Hes most likely white as well."

But Kat wasn't listening. She walked to the bathroom and looked through the cabinet.

There, were various bottles of anti-depressants and anxiety medication.

She went to the kitchen. Various cheap meals could be seen in her freezer, and Ramen filled her cabinets. Keys laid on the counter, a pack of cigarettes nearby. Hanging on the walls were a few pictures of various things, each of them having a girl with long dark hair. She looked just like the body in the living room, except her eyes shined bright and her smile radiated in every picture.

Down the hall, Malcolm was staring at her.

Kat turned away from the pictures. "Look for a phone. If there's a password give it to me."

Malcolm nodded. He walked to a bedroom that he only assumed was hers, and on the floor near her bed laid a phone, plugged in and long stuck at 100 percent. He grabbed it, and it came to life in his hand. He swiped up- no password.

The background of her phone was a man with a rather expensive camera. He scrolled through her apps, first sifting through her messages. The last one had been sent

An hour ago?

Cole (delivered at 4:16 pm): Dammit Lucas! What are you doing?

Lucas (recieved at 4:17 pm): Chill babe. I'm finishing up a shoot.

Cole (delivered at 4:19pm): Hurry up. I got home from Chases almost an hour ago. Your supposed to be here.

Lucas (received at 4:19pm): I'm omw.

"Cole" he assumed, was Colette. He went to a different chat. This time with "Sam".

Sam (recieved at 2:24pm): Are you going to break up with him today?

Cole (delivered at 2:26pm): Yeah. When I get home.

Sam (recieved at 2:26pm): Be careful

Cole (delivered at 2:26pm): I know.

Malcolm read the rest. The conversation picked up almost an hour later.

Cole (delivered at 3:12pm) Hes not here

Sam (recieved at 3:14): Wdym

Cole (delivered 3:15pm): He isn't here. He said he would be here when I get home.

Sam (recieved at 3:15pm): Maybe a shoot ran late?

Cole (delivered at 3:15pm): Yeah. I'll wait a bit before texting.

Those were the only people she had texted. In her call history, he saw that she had called Sam at 5:03. He connected the dots in his head.

Meanwhile, Kat had found a check, from "Lucas Schroeder" She started walking towards Malcolm.

"Malcolm. I think the manager of the strip club is named Lucas. There's a check here from him." Malcolm looked up at her. Her voice was back to normal, soft and gentle.

"Yeah. I think this was a revenge kill. She broke up with him approximately 2 hours a go, its all in text."

"That would make sense. She was also depressed. And had some form of anxiety disorder. There are pills in the medicine cabinet." Malcolm nods, taking note of her words. "Think we have enough info to go to that address?"

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Thats how they ended up here. Well almost. Gil had said yes and they found themselves at 2735 Pierre Avenue. The house looked very run down, boarded up windows and a door that swung off its hinges. It looked abandoned.

Kat had insisted on going alone, her voice lower again. Malcolm looked at her, confused. "I need to be as silent as possible, and unless you can promise me that you can make absolutely zero sounds, you shouldn't come."

He was taken aback, to say the least. He was pretty sure that that was the most she had talked since he met her. He just nodded. "I promise. You shouldn't be going in there alone."

He was kind of beginning to regret that decision.

She had sighed at him, relenting.

They slowly walked forward, and he went to reach for his flashlight, but she grabbed his wrist and shook her head. She slipped through the swinging door, making sure not to touch it. Malcolm eyed her, and struggled through it himself. Kat immediately walked up the stairs straight in front of the door, her footsteps silent. He looked at her wonderously, trying to copy her moves. He walked exactly where her feet landed, staying just as silent as she did, much to his astonishment.

Kat slowly peeked around the corner, and stopped dead in her tracks. She turned her head to look at him, held a finger to her lips, and then pointed around the corner. Telling him that theres a person. She slowly crouched to the floor.

Then there was a voice.

"Dumb bitch thinking she can leave me. She's mine. She's not allowed to live without me." It was a masculine voice, with a hysterical edge to it. Malcolm and Kat looked at each other, and then Kat stood up and took two large steps forward, toward another hallway. The killer was just behind the wall she was standing next to. She looked around and then pointed behind her, at a fire alarm.

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Running. The fire alarm sounds loud in his ears, reverberating through his entire being. Kat ran in front of him, down the stairs and around a corner. She finds a back door and waits, pulling Malcolm out with her. "Why are we at the back door?" He asks. "In case he uses this one." And as if on cue, a man bursts out of the door and Kats whole body twitches for a second. She holds up her gun.

"NYPD! you are under arrest!" The man shoots her a look, before he makes a beeline for the forest, running through the large expanse of grass surrounding them.

And Kat takes off in a dead sprint. She runs much faster then the man. Malcolm is kind of surprised as he tries to keep up with her. She's very skinny, and she looks borderline malnourished, but still, she runs faster then he had seen anyone run before.

Kat jumps up at the man, tackling him to the ground. "Get off me bitch!" She brings out handcuffs, and the man is cuffed in a matter of seconds. She pulls him up by his arms, and pulls his hood down.

The man has greasy, sandy blonde hair and dark, bloodshot eyes. She pushes him into Malcolm, and together they bring the still-fighting man to Gil. "She deserved it! She's a slut and she deserved it!" Dani pushes him into the police car and slams the door shut.

"I see your fire alarm plan worked."

"Yeah well. I was kind of just going with the flow. I figured it would work, and it did."

Malcolm eyes her through his tousled bangs.

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This chapter is ab 400 words shorter, but what I plan for next needs its own chapter. Let me know what you think yall.

[ambitionsource]

i had no idea nate was on scholarship! (unless its been mentioned and i’m just dumb) could you tell me a little about his home situation and his life?

yes, totally! one thing that i know i’m really grateful for in ambition (and that we’re really getting to appreciate to the fullest in s3) is this awesome, varied, fun, quirky, weird, delightful ensemble we have in the a class. like i would say that s3 has more exploration of the class as a whole as well as the individuals in it than anything else so far (which makes sense, i feel like the deeper a show goes into episodes the naturally more deep the background characters will become -- at least on shows that know how to utilize all of the tools they’ve been given in their toolkit). we started this a little bit with the techie crew in s2 and delving into them more closely, but we’re gonna do even more and with a wider scope in s3. super excited about it!

so yes, nate. nathaniel dean martinez. to answer your first point, no, him being on scholarship was never explicitly mentioned, i think we only ever canonically mention maya having one on screen. but each class has about 10 scholarships to give out (that including both the a and b class), and the notion of how scholarship works at aaa is something else that will be explored in s3.

nate is from the bronx, so just north of manhattan. it’s considered by the us census to be the most diverse area in the country, with high populations of african-americans, whites, and hispanic / latinxs. it also has a wide range of income level, but has some of the poorer districts in the country. according to my dear friend who is from the bronx, it really is its own identity and experience, and nate definitely matches and encapsulates that.

he lives with both his parents, but he has a better relationship with his mom because his dad is out so often working. he has two younger siblings, a brother about 4 years younger than him and a sister about 8 years younger. so there is a bit of an internal pressure there to make something of himself so he can support his family and siblings, even though he’d never admit it. in some ways, nate and maya have a lot of similarities despite how much they dislike each other -- both ace, both low income, both mainly living with their mothers, both using fashion and attitude to compensate for the materialism they want but don’t have...

this is also why nate is so particular about money. in “how the twinks saved christmas” (the dasher special), nate is the only techie who initially refuses to give his usual donation to help with putting the holiday party together. he only does after getting an “insurance fee” guarantee from asher, showing that he’s business savvy and pretty street smart.

i refer to nate affectionately as the “bulldog” of the techies, because he basically is. he’s obnoxious and flippant and will pick on all of them just for fun, but he also (usually) knows where the line is and knows how to keep the teasing truly playful and not step over the line. that said, he’s given up not trying to upset asher and jade, because they’re sensitive and get upset no matter what. however, if anyone else even so much as breathed wrong in the direction of his friends, he will attack faster than lightning. he’s extremely loyal, but his loyalty is also fickle -- as evidenced by how quickly he turned on isa when he perceived her actions as “wronging” the collective techie crew. he’s a bitch, but he’s their bitch, and he’ll defend them to the death.

additionally, nate is what i call “ace thotty” -- on the surface he seems like a total fuckboy in terms of the way he dresses, the fact that he likes to twerk, his behavior half the time... but he actually has literally zero interest in dating or sex. he’s one of three techies who are a-spec (the other two being dave and lucas, who is demisexual). but the thottiness is basically another angle on his obnoxious exterior Bit. he’s the reason that tracks like “sexy and i know it,” “talk dirty,” and “bootylicious” are on the techie playlist.

his interests include video gaming, basketball, skateboarding (often with dylan), and eating. he’s also really good at sound mixing and audio work, which is what he was admitted for as a student technician (and demonstrated by him creating the “singin’ in the rain” remix for his and isa’s project in 110). he wants to go into the business of music remixing, combining his interests in technology and business, even though he has no stuff to practice at home with.

of the a class, nate is closest to dave (arguably his best friend), dylan, and jeff. his least favorite classmates are sarah, maya, and formerly wyatt. nate never submitted to the aaac when it was in its prime, but if he had a better mobile device he probably would’ve gotten sucked into it (and found some of the posts people made hilarious). he’s more complex than meets the eye (as are most of the a class), but all in all he gives a little much needed grit to the techie crew, but in a way thats fun rather than depressing like lucadora.

-- Maggie & Es