#nahhhh that don’t happen
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Writer prompt: Steve finding out about Murray getting Joncy together & rips into him for helping their relationship to end the way it did. Nancy & Jonathan realizing that their behavior was not only not acceptable but also cruel (esp Jon for taking the photos)
Hello my friend! I actually had part of this already written and I was trying to see if I was ever actually going to post it… and then you sent this prompt which actually (mostly) works! This focuses more on Steve ripping Murray a new one so I hope this is close enough to what you want! ❤️
They’re having dinner. It’s a once-a-week thing Joyce had decided on, back when everyone was still healing, when they all needed the reminder that they made it out. Maybe not unscathed, but they’re out.
It’s during one such dinner she invited Murray to. She’d leaned over to everyone else, whispering, “I asked him to be on his best behavior.”
Steve doesn’t know how they end up here. How they end up with Murray essentially patting himself on the back for getting Nancy and Jonathan together, then just as suddenly turning to Steve and Eddie with a wicked glint in his eye.
He’s talking, and Steve’s getting mad. He doesn’t care what wild theories Murray comes up with for him. But he’s targeting someone who’s clearly uncomfortable with the attention.
Eddie’s withdrawing. His hands are in his lap, his head’s bowed, his shoulders are hunched.
Steve is livid.
“That’s enough,” Steve says suddenly.
Murray pretends he doesn’t hear. “Of course, it’s not like any of you’d care about that,” he says, gaze lingering first on Robin, then Will.
Steve stands and slams his hands on the table. “That’s enough,” he says again, louder. He’s shaking. Eddie won’t look at him. He can’t feel his face, doesn’t know what expression he’s making, but he’s so, so angry. “Did it ever occur to you that the couple you were oh-so-happy to finally get together meant she cheated on me? Did it ever occur to you that you only knew one side of the story? That I was fucking sixteen years old and a girl died in my pool. I was sixteen and trying to contend with the fact that I was living in a goddamn haunted house. And I’m sorry I wasn’t enough,” he tells Nancy. “I tried, though. If you don’t believe a single thing I say, believe that. I tried.” He sighs, shakes his head, looks down at the table for a second before settling his gaze back on Murray. “Did it ever occur to you that people should get to make their own goddamned decisions? Regardless of someone’s sexuality, pushing people together is never okay. Regarding their sexuality, you don’t get to take that choice away from them. Regardless of who’d be okay with it. That is their choice and you stripped a basic human right away from them.” He leans over, looks Murray right in his eye. “I used to be like you. I used to think I had to be perfect, had to know everything, everyone. Had to have all the answers. But what happens when you don’t? What happens when you don’t know, Murray? What does that make you?” He pauses for a second; just enough time for Murray to open his mouth. “Human,” he continues. Murray’s mouth closes again. “It makes you fucking human. So let us be human, too. Just shut your goddamned mouth for once in your life before I do it for you. Permanently.” He narrows his eyes at Murray. “I took on a Demogorgon with a bat. I took on a Russian soldier with nothing. I’ve been to the Upside Down and back. Don’t fucking test me.”
The silence is palpable.
“Well,” Murray says finally. “Lovely meal as always, Joyce-”
“Just leave,” she says, quietly, but no less severely. He pauses, then nods and leaves.
The silence is unbearable.
Steve’s chair is loud as he scoots it back. “Excuse me,” he murmurs, making his way around the table to get to the stairs. “I’m not hungry.”
He doesn’t look up at anyone. He doesn’t see Robin, teary-eyed and proud. He doesn’t see Eddie, shell-shocked. He doesn’t see Nancy, crying.
He doesn’t see Will, terrified and grateful.
He sees his shoes as he walks up the stairs, making his way into one of the first rooms he finds. Thinks it’s Will’s, based on the decorations.
He numbly makes his way to the bed and slides down to sit on the floor, back against the comforter. He buries his head in his hands and tries to remember how to breathe.
He doesn’t know how much time passes before he hears careful footsteps. He knows he’s visible from the hallway. He can’t bring himself to care.
The footsteps enter the room he’s in. “Stevie?” Eddie asks cautiously. “Are you okay?”
Steve sniffs, even though his eyes are dry as ever. “Ask me again when I stop shaking,” he murmurs, giving an absent smile at Eddie’s huff of laughter.
“Mind if I sit?”
Steve lifts his head, looks at Eddie. He’s got his head cocked hopefully, glancing at the ground by Steve. Steve pats it, and Eddie’s smile grows. “Joyce is officially my favorite of the moms. And the scariest. She laid into Jonathan and Nancy. But, uh. I think everyone else is okay.”
There’s enough emphasis there to make Steve pause. He knows about Will, then.
He’s brought back to the present when Eddie sighs. “Y’know, that guy’s a real dick. Like, an absolute, grade-A douchebag. But, uh. He’s not wrong. About me.”
Steve glances at him. Watches him playing with his fingers. “Yeah?” Steve asks, almost not recognizing the hopeful tone in his voice. Eddie looks over, and Steve smiles. “Me too.”
Eddie moves a hand, tentatively intertwines it with one of Steve’s. Steve squeezes back. “I can’t- my brain, it’s too-” he waves a hand around his head- “to do anything else. But. This is good.”
“Yeah,” Eddie agrees, squeezes back.
A few minutes later Will pokes his head in. “Steve? Eddie?”
Steve turns a tired smile on Will. “Hey.”
Will blinks. “Um. Hey. Can I come in?” Steve pointedly looks around. Will snorts and walks in, settles criss-cross on the floor in front of them. “I, uh. Wanted to thank you, Steve. For. Um.” His breath hitches. “Just. I know nobody would care? But it’s. I feel like it would be a big deal. But anyways I care, and I’m just. Really grateful.” His breath hitches again, and a teardrop hits his hands where they’re clasped in his lap.
“Oh, Will,” Steve murmurs, squeezing Eddie’s hand once before dropping it and holding both arms out to Will.
Will crawls forward and collapses into Steve. “That was really scary,” he murmurs. Steve hums in agreement.
Suddenly Will looks up. “Are you okay? He- he just told everyone, and we don’t even know if it’s true or not, and then you- you completely shut him down, which was awesome, and you’re kinda my hero, but- are you okay?”
“I’ll be alright,” Steve promises, looking over at Eddie, asking wordlessly. Eddie nods. “He was right. About both of us. And all of that. Honestly, my comfort was the last thing on my mind downstairs. I know the words people use. Hell, I know the words I used, before your brother knocked some sense into me.” He widens his eyes exaggeratedly at Will, who giggles. “And I just thought… it doesn’t matter. It doesn’t matter if it’s true or not. Words can hurt, and I’m done with people I love being hurt. Especially when I can stop it. So… I did.”
“You did,” Eddie agrees, beginning to giggle. “You threatened him, Stevie. That was fucking metal.”
Steve laughs then, squeezes Will tighter to him and leans over to rest against Eddie, content. “Yeah?”
“Yeah,” Will agrees. “You’re okay, though?”
“I’m alright,” Steve promises him.
Will turns to Eddie. “Are you okay?”
Eddie smiles, ruffles Will’s hair. “I’m alright, Baby Byers. How’re you holding up?”
Will thinks, then nods. “I’m okay,” he says. “Um. Jon and Nancy are at the Wheelers’. Everyone else is still downstairs. Are you-”
“In a minute,” Steve answers wryly. “I’m still shaking.”
Will snorts, tucking his head into Steve’s chest. “I think I’ve been shaking ever since he looked at me.”
“It’s the eyes, right?” Eddie asks. “Like they’re looking into your very soul.”
“Yeah,” Will laughs. “They’re unsettling.”
Steve sighs, lets go of Will with one hand, lets it fall onto Eddie’s. He squeezes briefly, smiling when Eddie twines their fingers together.
Will watches silently. “Were you together before he said anything?”
“No,” Eddie admits. “But I don’t think it would’ve taken much longer. We were already most of the way there.”
Will nods. “And I guess I don’t have to ask if you know about me.”
“Why don’t you tell us?” Eddie gently suggests. “He hasn’t taken that choice away from you yet.”
Will nods, takes a breath. Whispers. “I’m gay.”
“Same,” Eddie grins, offering a high-five. Will looks at him, surprised, before clapping their hands together.
They both turn to Steve, who chuckles. “I’m bisexual. I like both.”
Eddie’s grin widens. “Like Bowie.”
Steve snorts. “That’s exactly what Robin said.”
Eddie waggles his brows. “Great minds, and all that jazz.”
Will and Steve both chuckle at that. Will leans back, and Steve lets him go. “Thank you,” he murmurs. “For what you said, earlier. And for just now. Um. I’m okay. And Mom bought ice cream and that sounds really good right now.”
Eddie snorts. “Go on,” he says. “We’ll be right down.”
Will smiles and walks out, and Eddie turns back to Steve. “Okay?”
“How many times are people gonna ask me that,” Steve faux-grumbles, leaning further into Eddie. He sighs. “I really think the best answer I can give is I’ll be okay. I really wasn’t thinking about myself at all.”
Eddie hums. “What were you thinking about?”
Steve huffs out a semblance of a laugh. “Honestly? You. You’d shut down, you were staring at the table, your shoulders were curled in, you wouldn’t look at me… and then he looked at Robin, and Will, and I just saw red. Like I said, I’m done with the ones I love being hurt. It’s- it was never about me. Not this.”
Eddie tilts his head. “It kinda is, though? It was about us, and you’re a part of us, Stevie.”
“Well,” Steve says, then sighs and gives up, tucking his head onto Eddie’s shoulder. “You said Joyce laid into Nance and Jon?”
“Mhm. Terrifying, I tell you. Like that mom look, y’know? But even worse because she’s been through all this shit and knows all your secrets.”
Steve snorts. “How’d they take it?”
“Nancy was crying before Joyce started. I don’t think Jonathan did at all, but who knows what happened once they left.”
“Crying?”
“Mhm. I wouldn’t be surprised if she comes around the next few days, looking to apologize.”
Steve snorts. “That’ll be the day.”
“I might hang around the next few days. I’d like to see it.”
“I want you to hang around.”
Eddie smiles down at him. “Yeah?”
“Yeah. Anything more than this, tonight, I think wouldn’t be a good idea. But you could come over? We could sleep? Talk in the morning?”
“Sounds perfect,” Eddie says warmly. “But first, ice cream?”
Steve chuckles. “But first, ice cream,” he agrees, and together they walk downstairs.
So as I said I had (part of) this done before (the last hundred words or so I just added to help tie it all together), so it doesn’t end as nicely as I’d like. I think Nancy and Jonathan absolutely need to apologize, yes, but I also felt it was important for Steve to say that, to stick up for his friends, and to apologize to Nancy, even if he didn’t need to; it just felt very in-character, like he thinks everything’s his fault, so he’d apologize; but he’s also very loyal and protective, so Mama Bear Steve came out the second Murray looked at Eddie, Robin and Will. Eddie and Steve and Will for the win, I LOVE the dynamic we’ve cooked up for them (because the producers are too chickenshit to let them bond the way they absolutely would), and off-screen Robin and Steve have another bathroom moment with her ripping him a new one in the way of “you need to take care of yourself, dingus, we’re fine, thank you for protecting us but Jesus Christ protect yourself for once-” and then absolutely proceeding to smother him in a hug.
Anyway. I hope you liked it!! I may do a part 2 with Nancy and Jon’s apologies but it depends on if writers’ block keeps kicking my ass the way it has been.
#stranger things#steve harrington#eddie munson#steddie#murray bauman#robin buckley#will byers#joyce byers#nancy wheeler#jonathan byers#the other kids are there too but they’re supporting characters in this one#(they support Steve. El messes with Murray just enough to make him think he’s losing it)#y’all don’t understand I’ve written the entire fic IN MY HEAD so ik how it ends but getting it on paper???#nahhhh that don’t happen#anyways I hope you enjoy!#asks#requests#prompts#starambles
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thai drama industry was doing so damn well ALL these years creating interesting original content but boom all of a sudden we need to be making all these remakes 😐
#like cherry magic and kieta hatsukoi are the LAST dramas id ever want a remake of 😭#what happened to making shows like 2gether and bad buddy and sotus and dark blue kiss man#i want more thai novel adaptations :(((((((((#drama to drama adaptation is so fucking shit like why watch the same thing in different fonts where’s the EXCITEMENT#especially when they’re already popular dramas .. like who tf wanna tune into something they’ve already seen and enjoyed#cherry magic was so damn perfect man#now they got kieta toooo :((((#this is like disney live action remakes all over again#i’m so sick of it#where’s the creativity#i hate remakes with a passion lol#SHUT UP THEY GOT OSSANS LOVE TOO????#NAHHHH EARTHMIX U DESERVE SO MUCH BETTER#my favourite actors and they still don’t have a drama i can stomach looooool
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Ya bitch got into the void state
Champagne anon here and your mf girlll got in the mf void state and manifested her dream life. This happened a week ago, and I’ve been chilling but I do wanna share my story to help others. Gotta give Thanks to Maya, and so many other bloggers and even anon. Y’all hoes will forever be in my heart, and I’m forever grateful 🥹 also Maya girl you told me when I succeed to get into detail and I got nothing to do for the next two hours so imaaa just share it all here in detail.
I also wanna especially thank all the black creators on tumblr!! I didn’t know there were so many of us using the law. It always seems the world is so against us, and there’s nothing we can do abt it but nahhhh!! we can all live our best melanated lives regardless. Periodt, as we should it’s about goddamned time after everything we’ve been though 😂
Anyways!!!! after reading this: https://www.tumblr.com/charmedreincarnation/717864613626134528/im-your-bubble-anon-but-i-made-this-burner-to success story yesterday I got hella motivated. I read that shit and I thought I posted it on accident because it was everything I had been through, and had been thinking anyways. That anon ate your tumblr habits btw. If y’all haven’t seen my good sis’s sucess post go check that shut out rn, On god it will help.
At the end that anon (my mf dawg 🙏) included that they manifested for everyone. Now ion know if that shit actually work tbh. I’ve seen people say you can and can’t, but tbh the vibes were too high for me to doubt. I was like ight, okay fuck it, ima leave my dream life. Whether it me, that anon, or the devil himself ion give a fuck.
So that’s whatssss a bitch did!!! I just affirmed all day it was very fulfilling. People who hate on affirming are mad corny. I can’t lie that shit works hella fast even if you don’t believe it. Idk if that anon’s void manifesting helped or what but I didn’t do much and after 3 months of trying I entered the damn void state. I’m mad I thought I had to be on some ghandi shit to do this (no hate to him hes da man) but you rlly don’t y’all. BUT LEMME TALK MY SHIT ALL YOU NEED IS AFFIRMING AND PERSISTENCE.
Anyways I went go bed excited asl!! I wrote my script that was like 10 pages long I can’t lie I did the most… but it’s whateva. I woke up in the void state after waking up at 4 am or sum, and i was like oh shityyyt lemme manifest rq and skrttt out this hoe. So that’s what a mf did 😂😂
Anyways the part y’all’s is waiting for. This is what ya girl manifested
Desired face and body. I was in shock how all the details came to life. Y’all im a solid 100/10 it’s giving natural bbl and Aliyah. I swear to gahhh everywhere I go people be trying to peep. I’m not used to being treated like a fucking celeb everywhere I go, whole time it’s just my fat gyattttt
Being the hottest 16 yr old IT GIRL at my school, and having lucky girl syndrome. People call me a mini jayda wayda, but tbh I’m better than her now. No hoe is ever gonna cheat on meee like they did her…bye. She’s still gorgeous as fuck tho
Perfect school life. Your girl is set to be the Valedictorian when I graduate (my school has 4!) I’m also sophomore year President, captain of the basketball team, apart of some volunteer programs through my school, and so much more. My resume and college application is abt to be so fuckin fire in 2 years. As I should Columbia is a competitive ass school 😤😤 that aside everyone always tryna link, I got 3 guys fighting over me (whole damn love square), so many people tryna be my friends, teachers love me, and I excel in everything I do.
My Family being rich assss fuck. My dad got a Wikipedia now and his net worth is 22 million dollars. He owns a hedge fund company now, we love a man in finance 😍😍 AS HE FUCKING SHOULD. He got a material gurlll daughter. Two in fact now.
Fire ass crib. Bro it’s a 9 million dollar penthouse, perfect for ragers. I woke up here and my room is decorated to my personality, pintrest clothes all in my closet, I got an exotic pitbull and frenchie, and the house is just mad clean and fire, I’m obsessed with it. Rarely ever wanna leave now.
My mom not being strict. That bald headed ass hoe use to be mad annoying. Y’all know how Haitians are. Mad annoying as fuck and strict for no reason. Now I go out everyday and come home at midnight and no one gives a fuck. Everyone minds their own business as they should.
Having an older brother and younger sister. I was an only child, because I was a miracle baby bc my mom was infertile. Now she got 3 of us, so she can stop being only in my buisness. I’m just playin I love my mom regardless she’s just hella clingy. Anyways my brother is mad protective but also be wrestling mad aggressive for no damn reason. He gave me a bruise but it’s whateva Ima get my lick back. I also always wanted to be an older sister, bc I’d love to be a role model! My sister is 10 and adores me soo much it’s so adorable 🥹 lmfaooo, she’s mad spoiled by me and my mom but it is what it is.
Successful lip gloss business and being a successful drop shipper. Now you didn’t think a sista wasn’t gonna give herself a career just because I’m young right 🤨🤨 we’ll ya wrong. Ya girl is making 200k-400k a year. I barely even use my money cause I got an allowance from my parents… but still, financial literacy and wealth is so important to me especially as a black woman.
A pookie bae. Y’all know I wasn’t gonna deal with finding a loyal cute and funny guy in nyc. It’s like finding a needle in a haystack. Anyways I got me a fine ass boo. I just wrote down all the features I wanted in him like for exampleS finically secure so he can spoil me, handsome as fuck, tall, funny asl, kind, little clingy, deep raspy voice, nice hand, good hygiene and style,yanno yanooo !!! Plus some other shit and whewww the void did me so good. Nowww my boo bear is a lil cracker and I’ve never dated a white boy befuh but my am I surprised. I wake up everyday with some long ass appreciation texts and plans already made ! Y’all know I love me a dominant man who knows what he wants. He’s got some nice ass clothes, nice car and crib, made me a passenger princess and spoils me way too much. He doesn’t complain abt my mood swings and simps in the best way possible. Not to mention he’s fine afkkk he’s giving vinnie hacker. He’s also 6’1 and I’m 5’1 so that height difference is soooo hot I can’t lie I feel so so safe with him 🫣 I could go on all day but in short he’s more than perfect
+ so much more but this is what shocked me the most. Anyways I’ve been living like this for the past week and it just feel so natural. I keep forgetting I got into the void but whateva I’m the only who knows anyways. Anyways live yo best life and neva give upppp. I gotta go but I’ll probably eventually make a blog. My names angela so look out for it. I’m just mad lazy soo idk tho !!!
Angela out 🫡✌️
Girl this was so fun to read, I’m just as excited for you lmfao. I love seeing black women win, and thank you for sharing your methods! Enjoy your best life and come back if it resonates with your life bae !!!
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Housecalls
Thank you to @kyra75 for the suggestion: Ethan, Kaycee, tissues from this ask. I'm not even giving the speech about it being over 100 words anymore. lol I hope you enjoy this!
Book: Open Heart (Post-Series)
Pairing: Ethan Ramsey x F!MC (Kaycee MacClennan)
Rating: Teen
Words: 530
Summary: Ethan has a mancold. (That's all you need to know. lol) A/N: Participating in @choicesoctober - partners and @choicesprompts Flufftober - forehead kiss
Kaycee grabbed her purse and took a final look at herself in the hallway mirror. Already behind schedule, her hand was nearly on the front door when Ethan called out from the bedroom. Rushing down the halls in her high heels, she was nearly out of breath when she reached him.
“Hey!” she breathed. “You OK? You need something?”
“Yes. I needed you to wake me,” he said as he stepped out of bed. But as soon as he was on his feet, dizziness seized him, and he nearly tumbled to the floor.
“Ethan!” Kaycee yelled. “Get into bed right now! There’s no way you’re going to work today!”
“Why? I’m not... I’m not... I’m nahhhh....ahhhhh-chhhhooo.” He sneezed so loud that the sparrow perched on their windowsill took off for the heavens. But he remained adamant. “I’m not sick!”
Kaycee shook her head, arms crossed defiantly in front of her chest. “You know, when they said doctors make the worst patients, you were exactly who they had in mind.”
“But I’m not....”
Kaycee smiled smugly when he couldn’t complete his sentence. Sneezing once, then twice... they just kept coming. Walking toward him with a box of tissues, she teased.
“Yep. You’re the picture of health."
“This is ridiculous,” he complained, crawling back into bed. “I never get sick!”
“Honey, everyone gets sick sometimes. Now, you’re staying home and getting some rest today! Trust me, Edenbrook will still be standing when you return.”
“Yeah, and I can work on cases from home.”
“Really?” she asked. “Do I need to call Tobias and tell him I’m taking the day off, too... to babysit?”
“No,” Ethan sighed. “If you leave Tobias alone to run things, Edenbrook may not be standing when we return.”
“You can’t stop yourself, even when you’re sick,” she laughed.
“Hey, if I praised Carrick’s abilities, I’d tell you to consider calling a priest for last rites.”
“Ethan, you’re an atheist,” she smirked, pulling the blankets over him.
“Do you need anything before I go?”
“A hug?”
“A hug..." she cringed. "I'd love to, but... cooties.”
“Cooties?” he asked with a raised brow.
“Yes, cooties.”
“This is what happens when I marry someone who went to Perelman instead of Hopkins,” he smiled.
“Oh really? Keep this up, and maybe your second wife will be from Hopkins. But trust me, she’d never make you as happy as me.”
“You can say that again.”
“She’d never make you as happy as me.”
“I didn’t mean literally,” he groaned.
Kaycee leaned over and placed a kiss on his forehead. “I’ll tell you what. I’ll run home on my lunch break to check in on you, OK?”
“You don’t have to...”
“No, I insist. You’re the only patient I’ll make house calls for.”
“And you know,” he winked, “if I’m feeling better....”
“Oh no!” she replied, rushing away from him. “No way, because...”
“Cooties,” they said in unison.
Ethan’s heavy eyelids began to shut, and he was already sleeping when Kaycee turned out the lights. She looked at her watch; she could just make it to work on time, but her mind was already on her break, eager to give her favorite patient a house call.
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SUMMIT PT 222222222222 THOUGHTS
So ea spoilers
As I go
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Porters cryptic as shit
WILLIAM ORDERD HIM WE FUCKING KNEW IT
I FUCKING KNEW IT HE WAS GIVING VIN AN ALABI TOOOOOO
Porters going up in the ranks
Omg alexys stop being a bitch
This is a game of fucking clue
Omg vin said it’s clue too
Relax??? RELAX???
SWEETHEARTTT FUCK YEAA THEYRE ALIVE
OH SHIT THEY SAW WHO DID IT
Did they?? Pls tell me they did
Of fuck davidddd
Babes gon get snatched
it wasn’t sh???
FUCK THEY DIDNT SEE
Porter at that. That one lil thing? He ate that
Omfg David and Porter duke it outtttt
Hah duke ehh ehh? ^
Milo’s mate was in the room where it happened~
NAHHHH ASH DONT KILL HIM YET
That was hot ngl…
Ok so Porter is an ally???
What the fuck is w these wars
Ok but his government take is so real tho
Ok ash he is obvi being truthful
Even when he did tell the truth they didn’t believe him bc of what Sam and Vince had been saying abt Porter. Him giving them an in was a good thing and they were phase clocked so no one should no and they can make their aura almost undetectable so they would’ve been fine babes. Ash needs to look for answers elsewhere
HE CAUSED THE COMOTION??? So then he knew he would die???
Don’t call the department right fucking now. Omg they gon call the opps
Oh yea I forgot they had vampiric discretion
The motherfucking omg the house of vas
Omfg the racism and the wolf is right there???
Also she says she “wouldn’t even get to enjoy the second half” like if she wasn’t the arbiter she would’ve been just fine w him dying. Kinda sis ngl
Also why are they not freaking out
Omg the shit is pointing to solair. Porter looking real sus. He def had a part in the murder but I don’t think he did it. Ok so alexys found him after he had already been dead for a minute so what the fuck was the prince doing??? Living his best life while his king was just killed in front of him??? Nah he’s on the suspect list
These theories bouta go crazy I swear
Only 14 mins in🙄
Not the beheading
Omg the prince is saying show respect but he was just saying he hoped he died??? Nahhh💀 me fr tho
Ok I believe alexys tho
Ok so Porter was out. So only Chris and the king was in there. He had been dead for a minute. That’s super fucking sus. But was was the force? Then he wanted alexys in there?
Yea where the fuck is will
He said he stepped out but sh said there was a force that knocked them BOTH back. Meaning they were both in the room. So that’s a fucking lie
Either that house is that fucking big that the porch is that far away from the room which I don’t think so cause he could’ve just zipped though. But I mean I could get if he was being courteous by walking and it’s a mansion. But the push still isn’t coming into play. I can’t remember if that was the distraction or just what happend. I’m leaning towards the latter
She told “her fellow progeny” which is also the host of the event, a part of her clan, and he would def need to know abt that. And why would she talk to anyone else? Just in small talk, “oh yea I just saw the kings dead body time for a stroll” bitch?
Literally everyone also thinks it’s weird that will isn’t there
Also he’s halfway across the country? Tf is he
He prob did order the death
Also yes fam is w fam in this type of thing
THAT WAS IN DEFENSE BITCH HE KIDNAPPED AND ASSULTED AND ALMOST KILLED HIS PARTNER YOU BITCH
Also everyone hated Adam so fuck off
See Porter is eating
See they’ve all killed someone so quiet
Prodigal son??? Fuck that mean?
“My kings death is not a joke” “no but you’re acting like one” PREACHHHH POP OFF PORTER🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
See?? No one can verify where the king was. The fight was witnessed and took place slightly after the fight bc of Alexys’s timeline and we don’t know where he was before that. Fucking w the distraction?? Nope that was before it. Where was he during?
Ok she said as soon as they’re killed that changes ALOT.
So I thought the prince used the distraction to kill the king and sh popped out right after that but the distraction was a noise. So in that case they would think they could get caught talking abt closeknit and if they were caught talking why wouldn’t he get caught killing? And wtf was the force????
If he had stepped out maybe the person who used the force killed him bc they said it was powerful magic. It was sh who said they used force right?? Cause if I’m remembering this wrong then shits abt to get wicked
Bitch this ain’t abt you idc abt ur enjoyment
Porter is eating rn
Omg he’s the king now
WHO WAS THAT? SHO FOUND WHAT? IS HE TALKING TO THE HOUSE OF VAS?
Ok he was
Are we just not gon acknowledge her leaving
Yea he makes sense but then again will AND Adam killed their makers sooooooo
Ok more to the story
Demon blood?
Ok so he COULDVE overpowered him bc it’s poisonous. The beheading could’ve been done like that
He didn’t debilitated??
PUP??
Ok so it would be an equalizer so he could kill him if he just stabbed him rq
Bitch ur not even the one who’s explaining it it’s Sam that’s helping shut up
OMG OMG CONECTION TIME
So the king wanted to stop funding closeknit and the prince was like dude wtf. It they are so close w close knit we know that they have a demon there, scorpius. What if Chris told them the situation and said that if he was dead they would still get more funding and since scorpius don’t have a choice, gave him his blood, making him able to kill the king with it!! I’m so fucking smart
Ok so he would need to access the demon easily which would make sense w my theory
THE PRINCEEEEE
SEE THIS IS WHAT IM SAYING SHES AGREEING W MEEE
Yes they have omfg
Yes but you wanted to continue paying for them
There is merit they literally have shades and a demon and a kidnapped human Blake is running this shit show. WAIT I JUST REALIZED THAT THEY HAD THE SHADE BC THEY STARTED THE INVERSION. I feel dumb now but HOLY FUCK
Propaganda??? Milo preach🙏🏻🙏🏻
DOG? DOG???
A FUCKING LEASHHH???
MILO BEAT HIS FUCKING ASSSSSSS
THE RASICM
Your former kings taste can reflect on your veiws and motives so yea it do
NO NOT FAIR ENOUGH
SEEE they didn’t even trace sh
Uh huhhhhhhh
See that’s fucking dumb
Everything points to Chris tho.
OK BUT THE PANIC BIT he DID plan but the comotion scared him right? He knew he only had a certain time frame to do it so he killed him and left quickly before people could come check out the comotion and lose his chance. Making him kill him quickly, hurry out and having no time to clear his aura and forgetting the knife in his panic
SEE THIS SHIT POINTS TO HIM
Both. You are both
SEE PORTER AGREES AHA
EVERYTHING POINTS TO HIMMMM
it is not you’re deflecting
Now. It’s now.
CHRIS IS CONVICTED
WHAT
INFRONT OF EVERYONE??? ON THE FUCKING FLOOR??? THEY FUCKING BEHEADED HIM???
Welp. Lovely trauma time😊 time for Adam flashbacks
Omg they’re so chill?
Well he’s dead either way so omg.
They lost the game? WAIT IF WILL SAYS HE THINKS OF IT AS A GAME OMG.
Omg they made me lose the game too
David is right fr
Ain’t that the truth
Oh my fuck
Wait where we going??
Well im fucking planning on it
WAIT IS THE MURDERS A REGULAR OCCURRENCE??
That makes his “lost the game” quote hit harder
WITH LICK IT WONT BE THE LAST??
TF YOU MEAN YOUL KILL HIM YOURSELF BSFFR
Oh my fucking god
Porter idk if this is a good timeeeeee
Ok but he sounds sweet tho
WHAT
PART THREE????
MOTHER FUCKING FUCK WHATTTT?
Well atleast we got some answers and sh ain’t dead. But then again lovely prob got some ptsd rn what’s David gon do. What’s Porter gon explain?????? UGHHHHHH
Fuck
#oh my fucking god#redacted patreon#redacted early access#redacted ea spoilers#redacted asmr#redacted audio#redactedverse#redacted#redactedasmr#redacted summit#redacted monarchal summit
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watching doccy who for the first time
1x09 — the empty child
just read the title this episode better not be about them kids in the gas masks they are so creepy
ITS ABOUT THE KIDS IN THE GAS MASKS NAHHHH i don’t know if i can watch this girlypops
(for context i watched this episode before when i was like 8 and i can’t remember any of it except the ‘are you my mummy’ bit because i couldn’t sleep in the dark for months xx)
(the same thing happened with that weird eye patch lady i don’t know her name but we’ll get to that much much later xx)
just when i thought it couldn’t get scarier here comes john barrowman (on that note get a job stay away from rose 👎)
could not imagine having the strength to even go on/go out during air raids if my brother got bombed huge respect for ar nancy
(also i think nancy’s brother became an empty child bc of the bomb will update if i am right) (update i was right)
the shot of doctor constantine turning into an empty child is going to give me nightmares for a week
doccy who does this a lot but i love when they show people in diff places facing the same threat - they did it in the episode w the slitheen with harriet/rose, jackie/mickey and the doctor/everyone else and i love that they’ve done it here as well
oh surely it’s not a fucking two parter i cannot hear ‘are you my mummy’ for ANOTHER hour i’m not gonna sleep for weeks 😭
#doctor who#ninth doctor#rose tyler#watching doctor who#doctor who 1x09#captain jack harkness#the empty child
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Okay, my Legendborn Cycle deep nerds— I have an idea for writing the story of Faye & Natasia’s relationship rattling around in my brain and I need to chat some stuff out, you with me?
(This will clearly contain Legendborn & Bloodmarked spoilers— it’s also a long one, y’all)
Item the first:
How exactly are we explaining the difference between how Bree’s root affects Sel in BM ch40-41 vs BM ch58? Because getting mega drunk & literally losing one’s humanity are… really different outcomes lol.
I personally think that consent is the key here (big ol’ hat tip to @jenosavel for this reasoning, it has been exploding my brain for a few weeks haha) & that Bree actively pouring root into the shared casting they created (for completeness I’ll also point out that she believes the construct/bomb they created was entirely Sel’s work, but he says it’s both of them) created the drunk-but-better feeling Sel has afterwards— plus his eyes go back to gold! They aren’t bright bloodred anymore nor are they the burnt sienna that they were once his mesmer was removed by Valec at the bar. Contrasting this with the changes he experiences after consuming her root by force in the last bloodwalk— it’s night and day. His eyes are “molten red,” his fangs are black, he has claws ffs! The only difference I can see between these two situations is Bree’s consent regarding use of her root (well the bloodwalk does take place on its own plane & not on earth but everything that happens in all the bloodwalks holds true on earth as well so.)
Anyway I obviously think this is a super compelling theory BUT it also means that Natasia can’t help him. She is probably in her own descent, since at this point we are six months after Faye’s death, & if the thing that has been keeping her balanced since she broke out of the Shadowhold years ago has been shared castings with Faye, then she’s pretty screwed unless she has access to the kind of edible (drinkable?) aether Valec sells or is friends with another rootcrafter. I don’t see why or how she could do that though, since it’s not like she can hide being a Merlin to anyone in the know.
Definitely interested in hearing other theories about this!
Item the second:
When I first read LB I was convinced that the accepted fact that Merlins would descend into demonia without their Oaths had to be a straight lie & just another way that the Order manipulated Merlins into giving their lives over to the cause. Are we to believe that all unbalanced cambions on the planet are bound to the Order? Like every single one? Nahhhh. Valec doesn’t have any children (that we know of) but he’s also very unlikely to be the only cambion on earth who isn’t descended from Merlin, & who knows what kind of shenanigans the others get up to? Plus one of the fun things Ms. Deonn has peppered these books with is the arrogance of the Order thinking their way is The Only Way— both how wrong that is & how that hubris blinds them from seeing the magical world as it truly is. I was mega surprised by the fact that Sel’s descent was a major part of the plot of BM. So that’s my previous headcannon bias which likely affects the following, I guess.
I just can’t wrap my mind around how the descent even works in a way? Like maybe this is just the Sel heart eyes talking, but though I understand how he explains it to Bree, I also wonder how reliable a narrator of his own destruction he is, because our boy doesn’t have the best self esteem. Like yes he for sure tries to kill Bree, & that’s capital letters BAD, no arguments there, but he’s not operating with all the information at the time! And as soon as he has the relevant info he’s the first to kneel to her in the ogof y ddraig, even though he must be as confused as anyone as to why she pulled Excalibur from the stone.
Let’s just take a look at the text, shall we?
"Oaths are sealed through personal belief and intention. Belief is why Lord Davis could do all the evil he did and not be burned by his own Oaths; he believed what he did was right. I believed I was doing my job well when you first arrived on campus. That going after you was the right thing to do."
“I'm not excusing you," I say. "But back then, you were doing your duty. What you thought was right based on what you knew. I didn't know what I was either."
Okay— so theoretically no ill effects should have come out of him being wrong about Bree being a goruchel, because he believed she was a threat, just as Davis believed he was serving the greater good. Cool cool.
I frown. "When did you worry?"
He shifts on the log to face me, eyes darting across my face so quickly, I almost don't feel the sparks.
"When I saw your bravery. Your fury. Your heart. When I started to see…” He swallows, brows knitting together. "When I started to see what I believe Nicholas sees when he looks at you. Only a monster could look at you and want to destroy you, Bree."
The knot loosens in my chest a fraction. "But you were still serving your Oath to Nick, then. So even though you were worried, you couldn't have succumbed that night, not technically . . . right?"
"Perhaps. But my behavior then affected how I behaved later, after Nicholas was taken." He inhales. "By the time the Regents arrived, I had been feeling the effects of not fulfilling my Oath for several days."
So by his estimation he begins his descent the night of the second trial. Which (tragically!) is the same night he begins to fall for Bree. (<— this part is my opinion but anyway) it leads me to my other point: his demon side is drawn to all the negative human emotions, yeah? Fear, suffering, anger, pain, etc. How can he be in descent when he’s feeling the beginnings of what is arguably the most human emotion of all? One which continues to grow throughout the whole of BM, during the time he’s away from Nicholas, yes, but protecting Bree with all he has?
Plus I just have to say it’s bullshit that there’s no stopping the descent once it starts. Like obviously no (Natasia) but also come on. It has to be a foregone conclusion? There’s no other option? That just seems like an obvious lie to scare baby Merlins into acting right. (Again— this is where my previous headcannon bias rears its head, so I question myself on this one.)
I’m not even sure what I’m saying here anymore 🤪 these books have got me all kinds of fucked up. How is Sel in descent at all? Is he just confusing it with his actions serving the spirit of his Oaths but not the letter? Or does it not have to do with any of this stuff & is simply about being away from Nicholas? Sel says himself that the Kingsmage Oath runs deeper than either of them has ever acknowledged, likely because it’s been part of them since they were really young kids, & it’s one of the most powerful Oaths in the Order.
Anyhoodle this is what my brain is record scratching on these days. Plssssss gimme what you’ve got in the comments because what else are we gonna do while we wait for her to write book 3?? Also please let me know if you are at all interested in my Natasia/Faye fic idea. I think it’s pretty funny that I’m over here writing a story about characters that don’t even appear in the books so far except for short flashbacks. 😆 What if I were a normal person writing fluffy selbree smut? Lmao anyway that’s not me I guess. (Everyone else continue to write that though lol because I like reading it.)
Just tagging folks who I have been in the comments with a few times, no pressure y’all: @you-are-my-king-now-cariad @thoughtfulbearpanda @blackdragonflies88 @ofstarsandmoonlightt @ashaligtwood @poisonousflora
#legendborn#bloodmarked#the legendborn cycle#briana matthews#nick davis#selwyn kane#natasia kane#faye carter matthews
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Second Entry for glittergolf week!! These bitches gay!!! Good for them!!!!!
Today’s theme is “Arts & Crafts/Gifts.” We all know Sun would love making shit for ppl he loves (so does Moon, but they tend to get more bashful with the things they make,, if they make you something you won’t end up receiving it until like several months later ASHSFHS).
Well truth be told, them both had a hand in scrounging together the materials to make this thing. This isn’t just a craft paper chain, ah nahhhh, this bad boy is made from silk, aluminum, thin copper sheets, leather, he’ll I think there’s some cashmere in there somewhere. Don’t ask where they got that-
Monty is super stoked his boyfie made him something so special, lord knows the man never gets things handmade like this often, but… he’s scared shitless of breaking it. He’s like, one of the strongest animatronics in the Pizzaplex, AND one of the clumsiest, he’d be crushed if he ruined their work
They both know good and well he won’t break it. They’ve seen the untouched plushies in his room after one of his episodes during the whole Vanny Situation (they remember everything that happened afterwards. Some of it they wish they didn’t, but damn it they’re glad they remembered this tidbit in particular).
This paper chain is going to be around for a good while, they think. They’re right, it’s still hanging in his room to this day~
#fnaf security breach#fnaf sun#fnaf moon#fnaf monty#fnaf daycare attendant#glittergolf 2022#glittergolf#bzkt barf#art#digitalart#artistsontumblr#Sometimes Monty takes it off the wall to wear around his shoulders while he plays his bass#just because
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Actively still considering if I should show off this AU or not, but here it is; What if Hemera was a.. 🥁 STAFF MEMBER! Wow ain’t that.. a hoot.
Click under this post if you want a basic rundown of the thing. Things are still a WIP and things are destined to change. (Also a Nurse Philly Ref sheet)
To give a basic rundown, after some sort of "incident", (which I’m still trying to figure out) Hemmy, in a fit of desperation, unknowingly leads herself down a path that EVENTUALLY leads to her becoming a nurse. (Yeah yeah plant splicing and all that would be a key indicator for her to be a doctor, right??? Nahhhh, I don’t really see her that way personally.)
I’d also like to imagine that she became more comfortable with the danger she wanted to prevent, which would be why this "Incident" would happen. Putting full blame on herself, she’d want to at least do SOMETHING to prevent THAT from happening again… Right??
Once again, kinda a messy script I’m working with rn, I’m going to need time to uhhh.. fully clean things up. I hope you did enjoy this ramble ig lmao.
Here’s the ref sheet for Nurse Philly, it’s kinda old so it doesn’t really reflect my style all that well now.
#my art#sparklecare#sparklecare hospital#sparklecare fanart#nurse philly#hemera philly#uni cornelius#au artwork#au explanation
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Ooohooohooo my friend, my FRIEND, so many good things on your list!
So for the WIP Ask Game I am TORN. I’d love a snippet from Friends and Family but I’d also HAPPILY gobble up something from IHTBY. Both? 🥹👉👈
Nahhhh you don’t have to! I’m SUPER CURIOUS about both of them so surprise me! 🫣 Whichever you pick I KNOW it’ll be good! 🫶🫶
HI lovely!!
You are always so kind! 🫶🥹
So I don't have much from Friends and Family to share yet - sorry, I hope to work on it this week!
As an apology, below the cut is an Anthony (and Kate) snippet from the current draft of It Had To Be You: Chapter 8
“Holy shit!!” Kate shrieks, startling Anthony from his slumber.
“What?!? What is it?!?” he sits bolt upright, half-asleep but panicked, her tone causing bile to rise in his throat. Whatever it is has to be serious.
“It finally fucking happened!” she exclaims, clutching her phone to her chest, an almost maniacal grin claiming her beautiful features as she leans back against the headboard and kicks her feet up gleefully.
"What the hell are you talking about?” Anthony urges, anxiety rolling off him in waves.
“Check your phone,” she nods to his bedside table.
He snatches the phone, alarmed. There is a pause while he reads a text, and then he sighs, slumping his head into his hands.
“Kate,” he exhales, rubbing his eyes, “for fucks sake. I thought the world was bloody ending! Or at least someone had fucking died…. Not that my brother had sex.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?!” Kate retorts, staring at him as if he is some alien creature. “Our best friends just fucked. HOW IS THAT NOT WORLD CHANGING NEWS?!?”
Thanks for your ask, my dear. 😁🧡🧡
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I liked “Exes and Ohs” much better than “Seeing Stars”, even though I have a few complaints about the plot; it feels like season two is starting to hit its stride. We needed to put Stolas and his relationship with Blitzo on the back burner for a bit and get some time with the imps.
Live reaction-notes:
- The backgrounds of the IMP office raise so many questions. Blitzo why did you make a transphobic horse OC? How did you get a bust of yourself made?
(Immediate theory: A sinner who was a sculptor in life offered to make it as part of their payment. It makes sense that IMP would accept barter because sinners don't always have a lot of cash, especially when they're new. That would explain why we see new art around the office all the time.)
- Moxxie. My dude. MOXXIE. Loona does not think you are fat. She just knows it upsets you. There is no way you can logically disprove her bullying. Do not let her stress you into an eating disorder or keep you from enjoying food.
- Millie WTF? Did a human beat you in combat? That hasn't happened since back in episode 1. I want to know what has you so mad but I'm also now invested in the relationship drama going on over on that whiteboard. King Slut is going to get what's coming to him and Blue Cheese needs better taste in side hoes.
- Wouldn't it be funny if Millie's ex was - Nahhhh.
- What are those photos spilling out of the filing cabinet? Does IMP have a sideline in PI-style snooping? Is that...normal for furry cosplay sex?
-Oh, it's just Blitzo's porn stash. I'm sure Stolas would be into using those costumes and quite possibly they have, but I don't really wanna imagine it. But I do want to imagine M&M trying to alphabetize the collection.
- As most of us guessed, IMP was a regular hell-side hitman outfit before they got the book. It's interesting that Blitzo doesn't seem interested in taking local jobs anymore. Surely they could use the money.
- C for Crimson on the driver's cap, but no recognition on Moxxie's face yet. And we're goin' back to the Greed ring! (Moxxie said he was raised in Wrath, though, I thought. So he lies about his past.)
- Blitzo is still obsessing about M&M, but he's gone several episodes now without a single abusive rant at Moxxie. He is seriously trying to do better after "Truth Seekers".
- Loona really doesn't belong at this company, does she. Nobody acknowledged her existence except Moxxie this whole episode. I hope we see her find a place that suits her better soon.
- "Elevator Hangar 03". So even flights between Rings take the elevators. That suggests helicopters are what gets used, rather than planes that can't hover.
- Fizzarolli's adult clown look was modeled after Mammon, wasn't it?
- Uhh..is that demonstrative violence, or is it actually pretty hard to permanently kill an imp? Hmmmmmmm.
- You might wanna ask questions when the guy who was raised here has an immediate panic attack and starts yelling "No no no" as soon as you arrive, guys? Blitzo, how have you lived this long being this vulnerable to flattery and this unable to recognize danger signals?
- All the trophies on the walls reminding us of the murder family. (Are those little hearts between the succubus wings the ends of their tails?) Blitzo's "please do not ask me details about my lucrative circus career" expression.
- WHAT? CALLED IT I CALLED IT OMG wow he's an idiot he's just stepped in the door and I want him dead already. Did you just say "two big sex reunions"? Excuse me those claws do not look practical even if most demons are into pain play. If you were really a sex god you’d have a couple of them trimmed all the way down.
- Blitzo erupting in jealousy. Yes, there's someone who's fucked both of them and it was not you. At least you haven't also slept with Chaz (although I am putting that down to chance and not any kind of good taste on your part).
- Huge-eyed baby Moxxie! Mom in shadow, what is she holding? flowers? Blitzo how can you possibly be this slow on the uptake?
- I am distracted from the cute grenade moment by the aesthetic atrocity that is Chaz's tail. What. How do you put on pants. It does seem to have been an actual relationship, though, or at least a fling. Moxxie get that nostalgic smile off your face oh my GOD that wasn't nostalgia.
- "Draw me like one of your French imps", huh? oh. Oh dear. Millie is 1000% better than this dirtbag in every possible way, why are you regretting him at all?
- HI BLITZO! Huh, they let him keep his boots in jail. Loona surely does not have a babysitter. Was he that overprotective? Or was he bullshitting? If so, it worked, you can see Moxxie’s face change at the idea of this guy as a loving dad. (Which he is! It just...works better if people imagine Loona is a young kid.)
- I thought that might be what Moxxie sees in Blitzo. Someone who gave him a way out of his old life, someone who's proven trustworthy despite his flaws. Not quite sure how to interpret Blitzo's expression on hearing this. A mixture of touched and regretful?
- Yeah, you fuck him up, MillWHOA that is a level of rage I did not expect. What did Chaz do to HER?
- PFFT Blitzo reverses it because "horseless friendfucker" is what Chaz is as far as he's concerned.
- Is Blitzo thinking: I don't talk about my dick like that. Do I? Please tell me I'm not this fucking obnoxious. Oh god keep this guy FAR away from Stolas.
- What the FUCK, Crimson. Homophobia, contempt, abuse, you're clearly the whole package, but you redecorated with neon dicks to insult your son?
- At least someone's happy.
- We're consistently not seeing mom's face and it is weirding me out. ohno. Not hard to tell where this is going. oh NO.
- Moxxie's tenderheartedness in "Murder Family" isn't so funny anymore is it. Burn the fucking mansion down, Moxxie. Millie will help and I doubt Blitzo will be opposed. I didn't see them confiscate your phones, so text them.
- Chaz you are making Blitzo look modest and tasteful.
- I completely forgot we hadn't had a musical number yet. Can we - can we skip it this once?
- BLITZO
- Did he just say "chill the fuck out?" Is he not having fun over there because I really hope he is not. I hope this is the worst lay of your life, Blitzo.
- Well, he doesn't look like he had fun. At all. Was this a ploy? No, he’s just an opportunistic chaos gremlin.
- Uh. Moxxie I admire your spine here, but not your brains. How are you going to keep him from cutting bits off Millie until you give in? I certainly hope you did something useful with that phone earlier. (Spoiler: He did not.)
- Oh! Blitzo's feet are just shaped like heeled boots. Wacky.
- Now THAT'S more the musical number I wanted.
- Millie. 10/10 no notes. Perfection. I'm not even gonna ask how they had enough time to repaint the banner and retrieve Blitzo's clothes (you know he'll be back in his own coat next episode).
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"Spring Break '86" *Chapter 14*
Chapter 15
Chapter 13
ALRIGHT GUYS, this is it.
This is the last chapter before Part 2. And I've already changed the ending. Lulz.
I said this in another post, i really don't know what's gonna happen over the weekend.
If Eddie dies [god forbid] in Vol 2, i don't know how i'll react. It might fuel me to make this the best damn fix-it-fic of all time, or it might throw me in a spiral of despair, unable to finish this.
No no, i'm kidding. Mostly. I will finish this no matter what, but if he does it might take me a few days to recover.
SO I posted this today because either way, it will probably be about a week before you get the next chapter. I'm sorry, please don't leave me in that time!
I'm also sorry this chapter isn't super long, but I was running out of plot leading up to the ending of Vol 1 , and I didn't wanna just start writing bullshit to fill up pages. That's not fair to anyone.
SO, here we are. I hope you all enjoy my interpretation of the ending, even though I flipped who gets stuck in the UD.
Which honestly shouldn't be that different because all the trailers we've seen she's been FINE, so obviously she gets out of the UD pretty fast.
Oh PS-- Per usual, i highly recommend listening to this song before/after/during your reading. I cannot believe I didn't use this song earlier, it's so fucking accurate.
But better late than never, right?
PPS--- Okay like 3 or 4 screen names don't work in my tag list. If they are yours, please tell me what I did wrong. Otherwise i'll give the spots to other people.
Alright here we go!
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You and Eddie had decided to head off towards the direction of his trailer, whether or not you’d make it. At least you had each other.
“....You find it weird Vecna hasn’t said anything to us lately?” you asked him.
“What are you doing?!” Eddie hissed as his eyes darted around frantically. “He could hear you!”
“Baby,” you gave him a look. “He can hear us no matter what, and he hasn’t said shit, like I said!”
“Still,” he took your hands and continued to walk with you down the streets of Upside Down Hawkins.
“But seriously!” “What else has got his attention?!” You asked again, looking up to the sky.
“Can we maybe not, think about the monster that’s going to kill us all right now? Focus on us?”
“Us?” You gave him a surprised smile. “There’s an ‘us’?”
“Are you for real right now, Princess?” he laughed sarcastically.
“Well, you never exactly asked me to be your girlfriend, Munson,” you teased him with a tongued smile.
“I proposed!” He reminded you.
“Almost proposed,” you clarified.
“I gave you a fuckin’ ring, Y/N,” He held up your hand, but the ring was gone. “What the--?”
“Oh my god,” You gasped, immediately looking around. “Oh my god, no--”
“Babe I’m pretty sure it’s long gone by now,” He put a hand on your shoulder. “Think about all the shit we’ve been through in the last two days,”
“Oh god,” you whimpered, realizing he was right. You stopped looking around and looked at him apologetically. “I’m so sorry Eddie,”
“Hey, don’t be,” he pulled you into a tight hug, your head up against his chest. “It’s not your fault,”
“It was your favorite though!” you cried upseteddly.
“Nahhhh, it definitely wasn’t,” he shook his head with a smile, holding out his right hand. “THIS is my favorite,”
You recognized it immediately.
“Eddie…” you bit your lip. “Y-You still have that?”
“Are you kiddin’?” He laughs, kissing the top of your forehead. “It’s the best gift I’ve ever gotten,”
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Eddie’s 14th Birthday
“....Happy birthday dear Eddie, happy birthday to you!”
“And many mooooreee,” you added with a giant flourish.
“God be more lame, please,” Eddie blushes as he looks around the diner, making sure no one heard your god-awful singing.
“Shut up and blow out your candles before you get wax on those pancakes!” you hit him softly.
Two candles on a stack of pancakes wasn’t ideal for a birthday cake, but Eddie appreciated any effort you gave him. God knows no one else did. Eddie sighed and blew out the candles, to which you promptly started loudly cheering and clapping.
“Yaaaay!!!” you giggle as Eddie shoots daggers at you for making such a show of yourself.
“I hate you,” he grumbled.
“You love me,” you teased, but both of you stopped as soon as the words left your lips. You just stared at each other while Eddie tried to suss out how serious you were being, and you were mentally kicking yourself for even joking about it.
“...Anyway,” he coughed awkwardly as he cut himself a bite of pancake. “You really didn’t have to do this, Y/N,”
“Well of course I did Eddie,” you began cutting yourself your own piece. “It’s the last birthday I’ll have a chance to,”
“You act like I’m going off to war, Princess,” He chuckled as he stuffed his face with pancakes.
“High school is war Eddie,” you held out your fork making a point. “Everyone knows that,”
“Right,” he rolled his eyes.
“Shut up and open your present,” you took a small box from your purse and placed it on the table, sliding it towards him.
“...I thought this was the present,” He gestures arounds the booth that had been decked out with balloons and streamers, and the Pan “Birthday” Cake.
“Uh no, this is the party doofus,” you shook your head.
“Some party Princess,” he gestures around the empty booth.
“Well I can’t help it that people find you weird,” You pulled
“US weird,”
“Oh people like me fine,” you teased. “It’s just you,”
“...Right,” he nodded with a small, soft laugh. “Well, I guess you’ll have a hell of a good time next year without me then, huh?”
“Eddie,” you held out your hand, realizing you had stuck your foot in your mouth. “I didn’t mean it like--”
“Yeah I know,” he shrugged it off as he took the box from you. “So, what’s this? It’s pretty small. Spend too much money on the party--??”
He stops teasing you when he pulls out the ring. It shines brightly, reflecting the glow of the fluorescent lights of the diner. He looks at it for several seconds before speaking, just admiring it.
“....You don’t like it,” You said softly.
“W-What?” He’s knocked from his trance. “No, I-I love it,”
“Oh don’t patronize me Eddie--” You started to take it back.
“No,” he grabs both of your hands, making you look at him. He looks more serious than you’ve ever seen him; he even looks like he might cry.
“I love it, Y/N, It’s…it’s the nicest thing anyone’s ever gotten me,” he could barely whisper, refusing to cry in public.
“Really?” you bit your lip, doing your absolute damndest not to look at his lips at that moment. His hands holding yours with that look on his face, it felt like the most intimate situation you two had ever been in since you’d known him.
“Really,” he rubs the tops of your hands with his thumbs, the ring already on his finger. “It’s like an elvish ring,”
“Um….okay,” you smiled nervously, not understanding what he was saying, but not caring as long as your hands were in his.
You two just sat there in that booth, holding hands and looking into each other’s eyes.
“Eddie, I um--” This was it, you were going to tell him how you really felt. How you’d always felt.
“Yeah…?” His eyes widened a bit, hoping you were going to make this the most perfect birthday by saying the words he’d waited to hear his whole life.
“I--”
“Y/N!!!” All of a sudden your little brother was calling your name. Eddie instantly dropped your hands and stuffed them back under the table.
“Shit,” you muttered as a ten year old Dustin came running up to the table.
“Did you forget you were supposed to take me to the arcade or what?” Dustin whined. “I’m tired of sitting over there by myself,”
“Dammit Dustin!!” you snapped at him. His eyes instantly went to those huge puppy dog size, big crocodile tears forming in his eyes.
“....I’m sorry,” you sighed, ruffling his hair before giving Eddie an apologetic smile. “I’m sorry, Eds. I need to--”
“Yeah, yeah sure I get it,” he nodded in understanding, nodding at your brother. “Sup Dust?”
“Yeah,” Dustin nodded back at him awkwardly. They didn��t really know each other yet.
“Alright you, let’s go,”
You scooted out of the booth and took your brother’s hand, giving one last longing look at Eddie
who was now admiring his ring with a huge smile.
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“I should’ve said something then,” you sighed, running your hands through your hair.
“Why are you doing this, Y/N?” Eddie asked you seriously.
“What?” Your eyebrows furrowed.
“Why are you forcing these trips down memory lane, when you know they all lead to the same place?” he elaborated.
“What are you--”
“You realize what all your little ‘memories’ have in common?” He snapped. “They’re all moments where we came ‘this’ close to being together, but inevitably one of us chickens out, or gets interrupted, or something else!”
“Well yeah but--”
“I don’t wanna look back at that!” He kicked a rock angrily. “I don’t wanna focus on the fact that we could’ve been together so much longer, that we wasted all this time,”
“Eddie--”
“No!” He shakes his head as he grabs your face. “What matters is that we know now. That we’re together now. That I love you, now,”
“Oh just now?” you half laugh, trying to ease the tension.
“You know what i mean, Y/N” he gave you a look.
“Yeah, I know…” you looked down as you played with your fingers.
“So what are you doing, huh?” he asked again.
“I don’t--” you looked up at him, confused.
“You wanna know what I think?” He answered his own question.
“I know you’re gonna tell me--”
“I think you wanna bring these up so you can ‘atone’,” he accused. “You think that one of us or both of us is gonna die, and you wanna apologize and get everything off your chest before we do,”
“Eddie…”
“And I’m not accepting that, do you hear me?” He moved his hands to your face. “I’m not letting you give up on me, not now. We’re not rolling over and accepting death. We’re gonna go make it to this portal and get the fuck out of here,”
“Baby…”
“No!” He pressed his forehead against yours. “Knock it the fuck off,”
“Okay okay,” you put your hands on his face now, trying to calm him down.
“Good,” he sighed as you moved your hands to his neck, burying your face in his shoulder.
“So, what now?” you asked into his t-shirt.
“Whaddya mean ‘what now’?” He rolled his eyes at the question, stroking your hair while your face remained on his chest.
“Well what are we gonna talk about now, goof?” You shook your head with a laugh as you started to pull him along, resuming your journey.
“Hmmmm, well--” He pretended to think. “Let’s talk about the future, y’know when we get out of here, which we will,”
“Oh?” You smiled in amusement. “Thought you didn’t wanna talk about our imaginary kids,”
“Okay we don’t have to go that far,”he blushed. “ Just like…y’know, after all of this,”
“You mean, next week?” you clarified warily.
“....Maybe…” his voice sank, the reality of your situation sinking in. Even if you did both survive this, Vecna, the world ending; you still had to deal with the fact that technically you lived almost 200 miles away from each other.
“I don’t…” you played with his fingers interlaced with yours as you walked. “I don’t know…”
“Yes you do,” he nodded his head sadly. “You have to go back to school,”
“Well, yeah obviously,” you half laughed.
“And you’ll just forget about me again, and I’ll see you when you graduate,” he added in a mopey tone.
“Seriously, Eddie?” You dropped his hand and stopped walking. “You really think--”
“Well what else are you gonna do, huh Y/N?” he was suddenly getting very defensive, suddenly feeling as if walls were closing in on him.
“Okay first you don’t want me to start ‘atoning’ for mistakes, and now you’re accusing me of making more before they even happen?!” you had to laugh at the situation, it was ridiculous.
“No, but--”
“For fuck’s sake Eddie, I almost died for you! You really think I’m just gonna go home next week and forget the love of my life?” you gestured to your leg for emphasis.
“I just--”
“I love you, Eddie Munso,” you pulled him close to you, stepping on a curb to be taller. “I love you, and I’m never letting you go again, do you hear me?”
“Yeah…” he nodded softly.
“It’s me and you, okay?” You tugged on his shirt. “This is it,”
“Alright so what do you think is gonna happen?” he challenged you, not fully accepting your cookie cutter solution.
“Well,” you pulled him on the curb as you started to walk again. “Why don’t you come with me?”
“To Chicago?” he laughed. “How am I gonna do that, if I’m in my millionth senior year?”
“You realize there are things called GED’s, right babe?” you asked.
“Yeah, you think I don't know that?” he grumbled. “But I don’t wanna just give up,”
“Seriously?” You half laughed. “You’d rather sit here in Hawkins for another three months to prove something to people? You?”
“Well, why not?!” he argued. “You don’t think I deserve to walk across that stage and flip off the principal?”
“Eddie,” you rolled your eyes. “Come on,”
“Come on what?!” he threw his hands up.
“Why do you need to--”
“Because everyone in this town thinks that I can’t do this, and I wanna prove them wrong!” He gestured wildly.
“Just now, all of a sudden?” you didn’t mean to laugh, but the thought was idiotic to you.
“Excuse me?” he looked at you seriously offended.a
“Eddie you’ve been there three years longer than you’re supposed to be,” You half laughed. “Why now all of a sudden is it so--”
“Wow,” he scoffed with a hurt laugh. “Wow, okay,”
“Eddie come on--” you reached for him but he jerked away.
“NO,” He shouted. “I just want--”
“Why does it matter what anyone else thinks about you but me?” you exclaimed in distress.
“Because you weren't around, Y/N!” he barked back.
“Wha--”
“I spent years trying to not care about what you thought of me, d’ya get that?” He laughed tearfully. “I spent years trying to downplay the shit you and your sheeple friends would say about me, do to me,” His blood began to boil just thinking about it.
“So excuse me if your opinion isn’t going to be the ‘only one that matters’!” he sputters angrily.
“Eddie, I--”
“Y’know, honestly at this point your brother’s opinion should matter to me more than yours does!” he cut you off. “He’s been nothing but nice to me, hell he admires the shit out of me! Shouldn’t you want me to impress him? Set a good example to him by walking across that stage, not giving up?”
“Oh yeah, Eddie,” you laughed. “I really think you flipping off the principal after a lifetime of senior years is a great example--”
“SHUT UP!!!” He screamed, causing you to flinch.
“Eddie--”
All Eddie could focus on in that moment was how condescending you were being. Telling him he was wrong, like you always did. Like how you always had. Like you always would be, until the day he died.
“No, this is always what it comes down to, Princess,” he wasn’t backing down this time. “You think you’re better than me. You will always think you’re better than me. No matter what I do, or say, or how much you claim to love me, that will be always be true,”
“No it won’t!” you protested.
“Yes it will!” He started to walk away from you. “We’re never gonna be on equal ground in your mind, ever,”
“This isn’t you,” you trailed after him. “You know I’m not like that, not really,”
“Maybe I do, and I’ve just been pretending you’re not because I was so idiotically happy that you finally seemed to feel the way that I have,”
“That is so ridiculous--” you dismissed his thought.
“SEE?” He raised his voice again. “You’re still doing it!”
“Eddie you’re ridiculous,” he mocked you. “Eddie that’s stupid. Eddie you’re a fucking moron!”
“I’m not saying that,” You jogged quickly to catch up to him and stopped him. “I’m saying listen to yourself: Two minutes ago you got pissed that I kept dragging up memories that I felt bad about. You got mad for me trying to-- atone, or whatever,”
Eddie looked away, trying not to accept what you were saying.
“And now I think I'm better than you? Th-That all of this has been some kind of sick prank? Like I have been risking my life for the past two days to just-- what, make you feel like a moron?”
Eddie knew you were right, deep down he knew that. But for some reason all he could think about was how cruel you had been to him in High School, how you had always been too good for him. That none of this was real.
“I don’t wanna do this anymore--” He shoved past you and kept walking.
You knew what you had to do-- you knew this wasn’t Eddie This was Vecna, finally getting to him. It made sense since he had connected with him earlier, now he had a hold on him. But what were you going to do? You didn’t exactly have a band, or a record player. And you wondered if the same song would work on two people.
Then you had an idea.
“I can’t fight this feeling any longer…” you started to softly sing, making Eddie stop in his tracks.
“And yet I’m still afraid to let it show.” You kept singing, tears choking your throat as you mentally willed him to turn and look at you.
“What started out as friendship has grown stronger…” you started walking towards him. “I only wish I had the strength to let it show,”
The lyrics were so hauntingly accurate, you knew this could probably be your song. It was your song. And it was the song that was going to bring him back to you.
“I tell myself that i can’t hold out forever,” you walked closer, he still refused to look at you. “I said there is no reason for my fear,”
“Yeah right,” Eddie mumbled with a sad laugh, Vecna’s voice still in his ears.
“Because I feel so secure when we’re together,” you were approaching him closely now, taking his hand softly as you stepped in front of him.
“You give my life direction, you make everything so clear…”
Eddie felt his anger shifting as he saw the sincerity in your eyes and truth in your words.
“And even as I wander, I’m keeping you in sight,” he felt himself singing softly back to you, thinking about all the years you had lost. The years you were so close yet so far from each other. And deep down he knew he had never given up on you, not for one second.
“You’re a candle in the window, on a cold dark winter’s night,” you took both hands in his now, sincerely meaning the words you were singing.
He had always been a beacon to you, even when you had tried to deny it. He had always been there in the back of your mind, keeping you from ever being truly as awful as the rest of your ‘sheeple’ friends.
“And I’m getting closer than I ever thought I might…” you both sang together, holding tightly to each other’s hands now.
God this song would’ve been so perfect to actually admit your feelings to one another before all of this bullshit had gone down. You could have stood up at your graduation and sang it to him. Hell, you could have stood up at any dance or school function and sang this to him. You could have announced to the world that you, Y/N, captain of the cheer squad, valedictorian, all american girl, were in love with Eddie Munson, the ‘freak’.
“And I can't fight this feeling anymore. I’ve forgotten what I started fighting for,”
You couldn’t believe how stupid you had been, trying to fight your feelings for him. For not fighting for him, for you, for the two of you. Why you hadn’t just said what you were really feeling, telling them to go to hell. But you were saying it now, and you were saying it to fight for him. Fighting for him against something far more nefarious than a bunch of white-bread Americana sheeple.
You took his face in your hands, looking deep into his chocolate brown eyes as you sang the last line of the chorus, needing him to hear you more than ever.
“And if I have to crawl across your floor, come crashing through your door. Baby I can’t fight this feeling anymore,”
WIth those words, Vecna’s hold on Eddie was relinquished. He grabbed your face in his hands now and pulled you into a long, luxurious, kiss. You both stood there for a while just exploring each other’s mouths, being taken back to the moment you had kissed for the first time.
When you both had been so relieved to see the other alive, knowing how you felt about each other. When your lips had finally cascaded against one another after almost a decade of wanting, waiting, yearning.
And now here you were again, all of those feelings coming back at once. It was as if you started again, feeling like you had almost lost him in those five minutes Vecna had a hold on him.
“I’m sorry, baby,” he pressed his forehead against yours as tears dripped down his cheeks, his mind clear of any bad thoughts.
“No, I'm sorry,” you shook your head with your own tears falling down. “If I hadn’t made you feel that way Vecna wouldn’t have anything to hold onto,”
“You do whatever you feel you need to do, Eddie,” you went on.
“I just-- I can’t stand the thought of leaving you here again, not for any reason or any amount of time. I just want-- need, us to be together as much as we possibly can, because I lost so much time with you and I don’t wanna lose any amount of time with you, ever, ever again,”
“I know, i know,” he pulled you closer as you cried into his chest.
“And I want to stay here with you, I do. I just--” You cried.
“No,” he pulled you back to face him.
“No, don’t you think for one second of just-- dropping out, to stay here with me. That is the absolute one thing I have dreaded about us being together, me holding you back,”
“You don’t--” you put a hand to his face.
“Maybe not now, but if you do that it will actually be true, yeah?” He gave you a sad smile. “So you-- you do what you have to do, and I’ll do the same. And we’ll--”
“I’ll come back for you, Eddie,” You cut him off, knowing he was having his doubts. “I swear to God, as soon as school ends I will be right back here,”
“Hopefully not here,” he joked, gesturing around you.
“You know what i mean,” you hit him lightly.
“Yeah, I do, Princess,” he smiled, kissing you again. “And who knows, maybe this summer I might just come to you, being a free man and all,”
“I love you, Eddie,”
“I love you too, Y/N,” He smiled, kissing you once again. “Now let’s get the hell out of here,”
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Eddie’s Trailer
Dustin, Max, and Lucas all paced around Eddie’s living room, the gaping portal hole in the middle of all of them.
“Where are they?” Dustin worried out loud.
“I mean, they were walking on foot Dustin,”
“But still,” he paced unnervingly. “I just want them--”
Suddenly sounds of running and chattering interrupted his thought. All three of them looked down to see Nancy, Steve and Robin running to the opening in the ceiling.
“Where is Y/N and Eddie?” Dustin immediately noticed his sister was missing.
The three of them looked at each other awkwardly, trying to figure out what exactly to say to him, and who would say it.
“Dust…” Steve stepped up, knowing him the best out of the three of them.
“No,” Dustin shook his head, refusing to hear whatever he was about to say. “No, don’t say it,”
“She didn’t…” Steve tried again.
“Shut up,” Dustin spoke over him.
“She didn’t make it,” He finished.
“Yeah I think that was obvious, Steve,” Robin hit him lightly.
“But what about Eddie?” Lucas asked.
“He uh,” Steve looked at the two girls. “He wanted to stay with her--”
“Stay with her?!” Max gasped out of nowhere. “He wanted to stay with a dead body?!”
“MAX!!!!” Lucas hit her violently, gesturing to Dustin who was silently imploding, trying to take everything everyone was saying in.
“So you’re telling me I’ve lost my sister, and my best friend--?” Dustin stammered.
“I’m not your best friend?” Steve blurted out.
“REALLY, Steve?” Max scoffed.
“...It just came out,” He muttered, embarrassed.
“NOT the point!” Dustin yelled.
“You just let him stay there with-- with Y/N?” He couldn’t bear to refer to you as just a body.
He was dying inside, trying like hell to keep it together. You were more of a best friend to anyone in the vicinity at that moment. You had been his first friend, his big sister. You taught him everything. His ABC’s, how to count, what made the perfect burger and pizza, which ice creams were good and which were downright toxic.
He had waited for what seemed like forever for you to come home from Chicago, wanting to ask you about girls. He knew you’d be reluctant, but he wanted to tell you all about Suzy. You had been the first person he wanted to tell in the first place. But when he called your dorm the person who answered said you were out, and then never gave you the message.
He had felt the two of you growing apart since you had left, and it would have killed him if he hadn’t been so busy with the literal apocalypse happening every other minute of the day. He wanted to keep you from it, from all of this. For this exact reason. He didn’t want you involved because he couldn’t lose you, and now his worst nightmare had happened.
“We tried to--” Robin tried to explain to Dustin how they had pleaded with Eddie to come with them while he lay there sobbing, holding your ‘dead’ body. His anguished cries were forever burned into her brain as they tried dragging him away from you.
He was bigger than all of them, even an inch or two on Steve, so he had easily ripped away from their grasp and ran back to your side, cradling you in his arms. She had finally been the one to beg Nancy and Steve to just let him be. She couldn’t take hearing him cry anymore, it was too tortuous.
“Dustin we really tried to--” Robin tried telling him.
“No,” he stopped them, moving away from the hole. “No I don’t wanna hear anymore, do you hear me?!”
“Okay can we just focus on getting the rest of us out of here, please?” Nancy had enough of all of the drama. She just wanted to be back in the real world.
“Jesus Nancy, way to be empathetic,” Robin scoffed under her breath.
“I’m sorry!” She threw her hands up. “I’m sorry I’m tired of being in this god-forsaken place. I’m sorry if I'm a tad anxious when I’m literally steps away from freedom!”
“Alright alright,” Steve put his hands on her shoulders, trying to calm her down. “Okay, we’re getting out okay?”
“Thank you,” she mumbled, rubbing his hands on her shoulder.
“Do you have something to get us out guys?” Steve asked the kids.
“Yeah,” Lucas grabbed the ‘rope’’ Dustin had made since Dustin was busy having a crisis over you and Eddie.
He threw it up into the ceiling, and to their shock and amazement it stuck. In the Upside Down, he had thrown it ‘down’ to the group for them to climb.
“That is so trippy!” Robin gasped. “Okay who’s first?”
“Ladies first,”
“Nance,” Robin pointed at her.
“Thank you,” She smiled gratefully as she pulled herself up the rope and into Eddie’s living room, crashing onto the mattress they had put in front of the hole.
“Alright Robin, c’mere,” Steve nodded to her as she followed Nancy.
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Meanwhile
You and Eddie were reaching the entrance to the Trailer Park, when you saw the portal and the group starting to go through it.
“Shit,” Eddie muttered. He didn’t waste any time grabbing your hand and sprinting towards the portal. “Let’s go baby, let’s go!”
You were practically howling in pain as Eddie pulled you through the park, your leg throbbing in pain. BUt you did your best to keep up with him, lest he drop you and leave you there. Though you knew he’d never actually do that.
“HEY! GUYS! WAIT UP!” Eddie screamed across the park, hoping to get their attention.
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At The Portal
Steve was about to head up the rope when they all heard Eddie screaming. Even Dustin could hear it from across the trailer. He leaped up off the couch and ran to the portal.
“Steve!” He yelled. “Steve who was that?!”
“It’s Eddie,” Steve answered in disbelief, staring at the two of you racing towards them. “...And Y/N!”
“She’s alive?!” Dustin began to cry happy tears, he didn't care who saw them. You were alive.
“She’s alive!” Steve smiled up at him. “And they’re coming! They’re gonna make it!”
“Thank God,” Dustin breathed a sigh of relief, wiping his tears away.
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You and Eddie were still almost to the portal where Steve was yelling encouraging words to you both.
“Come on guys, you can do it!” He called.
You could hear your brother yelling for you, tears in his voice. “Y/N!! Y/N I’m here!!!!”
You began to smile at Eddie, who was thinking the same thing: You were gonna make it out of here. Together.
You were so elated in thinking about getting out of there you didn’t notice a rock in your path. You tripped on it just before reaching Steve, sending you sailing on top of it, banging your head against it. It knocked you out cold.
Eddie had the inertia of still running when you toppled over the rock, releasing your hand from his grapes unintentionally as he stoped a few feet away from you.
“Shit!” He began to panic, about to run to your side. But something stopped him.
Before he could make a move, Vecna appeared in front of him, blocking your unconscious body from his view.
“I don’t think so,” He wagged a finger.
Everyone gasped and gaped in horror as they watched Vecna physically pick up your body and throw it over his veiny shoulder.
“You tell Eleven if any of you want to see your friend alive, she’ll come to me,” He smirked.
“What the--” Eddie began to panic, looking at Steve and up at his friends, then back to Vecna.
“We don’t know how to find her!!!” Dustin screamed down to Vecna.
“Well, you’d better pray you figure out a way,” He chuckled darkly. “Now if you’ll excuse me, Y/N and I need to get better acquainted,”
He ran a gray finger down your thigh, smelling you with a perverted smirk.
“You SON OF A---” Eddie started to make a run at him, but Steve held him back as hard as he could.
“Don’t you fucking TOCH HER!!!” He screamed, angry tears stinging his eyes.
His cries fell on deaf ears, as Vecna began to float back up into the sky with a mighty evil laugh, disappearing into the red horizon.
‘What just--” Dustin looked down at Steve and Eddie. “What just happened?”
How were they going to save you now?
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I’ve run into a problem writing future Jaya prime empire au chapters… I can’t stop accidentally writing him as one of those incels who think he deserves Nya 😭😭😭🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢💀💀💀
I have no idea why this keeps happening, I’m constantly writing myself into a corner where he makes fun of Nya, Nya makes fun of him, he falls in love and then for some reason I keep ending it with him being some jealous guy 😭😭😭 I hate it so much.
And I don’t mean, like incel in the real sense of the word where he hates women, I just mean like, George from grey’s anatomy 💀💀😭🤢 I mean like, Jay acting like he’s some cool guy to impress Nya and she’s so done with it. Cause that is not what he’s like irl 😂. He thinks he’s edward Cullen from twilight and Nya is like “nahhhh you’re a discord moderator” 💀💀💀💀
Ew. I hate it. I’m fixing it. I just thought it would be funny to share.
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The move to Yongen-Jaya was long, tedious, and frankly heartwrenching.
The serial kidnappings have been solved,l for a long while now, as well as the mysteries behind the fog, the Midnight Channel... Even how Narukami got his powers without facing down his Shadow in the first place.
It had been nothing short of emotional when everyone bad Narukami goodbye, and nothing short of elating when they found out Narukami would be visitng for Golden Week.
Akihiko remembers the tears the Investigation Team shed the day Narukami came back, taller and ganglier but still the same goofy teenager they all know.
In time, everyone received news from SEES, too. Fuuka had decided to move permanently to Inaba, while Yukari and Mitsuru were moving closer- Okina City. Junpei and the twins were also moving to Inaba.
The Sanadas were the only ones moving farther away.
It’s April of 2015, and the Sanadas have lived in Yongen Jaya for 2 months. They’re all regulars at a little cafe called LeBlanc, which apparently has a new visitor.
Sojiro-san greets them as usual, and Ken is the first to notice the scruffy-looking teenager lingering by the counter. He looks to be around Ken and Goro’s ages, with round glasses and a rather nasty case of bedhead.
“Hello. I’m Ken. Who’re you?” Ken asks, sitting down in his usual seat- which happens to be right beside where the teenager is standing.
“Akira. Nice to meet you. Is that your brother?” the teen says, extending a pale hand. Ken shakes it, then leans against the counter on his elbows.
Goro offers a polite smile. “Goro Sanada. Pleasure to meet you, Akira.”
“This guy’ll be staying with me for a while. Might get him to help around the place a bit,” Sojiro-san says, placing three coffees down on the counter.
Akihiko sits down beside Ken, and looks at Akira. “You’re new here, aren’t you? What brings you to Yongen Jaya?”
Akira shrugs casually, a small smile playing at his face. It’s oddly reminiscent of Shinji, who’s also sitting at the counter.
“Probation,” is the answer, and Shinji snorts into his hand in surprise.
“Proba- huh-!?” Ken splutters, a disbelieving look on his face. Sojiro-san conveniently ducks behind the coffee shelf.
“What didja do, kid?” Shinji asks, taking a drink of his coffee. Akira leans against the counter, hands stuffed into his pockets.
“Shoved some rich guy off of a woman on the streets. He sued, but I managed to get off with a probation sentence. My parents shipped me off here to live with Sojiro-san for the duration of my probation, so I could go to a school that didn’t know my track record. Unfortunately for me, everyone knows about it.”
“....I’m so sorry,” Ken murmurs. Akihiko takes a breath, tries to quell the anger that sparks. He wants nothing more than to fight for this guy, to help him in any way possible.
“He sounds like a piece of shit, whoever he is. Can’t believe I’m sayin’ this, but don’t go ‘round causin’ any trouble, kid. It’d only make your situation worse,” Shinji warns, and Akira nods.
“Yeah, I know. It’s just- I feel like I’m being punished for doing the right thing.”
Goro speaks up from a booth seat. “Society doesn’t tend to favour the morally just and righteous. However, I commend you for sticking to your beliefs. Many back down when questioned.”
Akira fixes his eyes on Goro, expression flickering for a moment. “....Yeah. Anyways, sorry for unloading on all of you. I’m gonna head out.”
The poor guy disappears through the front door, leaving the Sanadas to stew on the injustice of a case they couldn’t help.
THE FAMILY AU BEAT SHIDOS FUCKING ASS FIC PLEASE??!!!!! I WANT TO SEE SHINJI ABSOLUTELY SMASH HIS STUPID BALD HEAD OPEN LIKE AN EGG anyway on a brighter note the akira and gorb meet.... this is definintely not going to result in a tragic romance. nahhhh... definitely not going to make the family feel the same way they did with shinji yet again.... definitely NOT going to make me cry
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There were several guys that didn’t like Taylor’s pr driven lifestyle and were even terrified of it. Tyler of the All American Rejects said he didn’t like her lifestyle. Hozier said he wasn’t interested in a relationship when asked about her, but he went on to some kind of relationship with other women. Interesting he didn’t deny dating her. Tom O’Dell was absolutely terrified of it. She publicly flaunted him to spite Harry, but it never went anywhere because she picked the wrong guy. These guys are just the ones we know about. Harry, Jake, and Joe A didn’t like the spotlight into the romance, and Calvin and Matty certainly hated her stans. Are we to believe all these guys are the ones with the problem, and not her at all? They all soured on a relationship with her, but most went on to long term relationships or even marriage with others.
Ehhhhh. Ehhhhhhhhhh. I hear some of what you’re saying but like for me the point is it takes two to tango. Hiddles and Calvin are significantly older than Taylor and only quite/very recently (respectively) found their forever partners (for now lol at least like marriage isn’t actually till death do you part; sources: my parents and my boyfriend lol). Harry dated Taylor when he was 19 and she was 23 and like idk I didn’t know what the fuck I wanted at 19 or for that matter 23. I still find it a bit weird she was into him then because like at 23 I was a TA and teaching 19 yos and certainly not thinking about marriage with their dumb asses but like I also didn’t fundamentally know what I want. I still don’t know that I do for sure and like my 20s are finished and done right but I’m still I suppose young and I don’t know for sure. I think Taylor not knowing is human and here I do think there’s some internalized misogyny. Boys are allowed to pick and choose right but if a girl isn’t happy with her first few choices somehow she’s the problem??? Nahhhh. Ehhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Ehhhhh.
also Taylor never flaunted Tom O’Dell lol to spite Harry wtf are you talking about bestie?? They were papped pretty organically on one date (I do think they had a few more) and he went on to release a song about her so like idk??? They went on some dates and it didn’t go anywhere????? That’s all that happened??????? He still released a song about it like years later which is objectively a bit weird.
idk guys I can’t tell you how many dates I’ve been on in my life and I’m younger than Taylor and like Taylor also spent a good chunk of my 20s in a serious relationship (mine started earlier and ergo ended earlier ages wise). There are a bunch of people - because I’m bi so like there’s no gender applicable - whose names I can’t even remember. Like first names. I don’t know dudes I can’t recall all of them. I’d be mortified if the press kept a record of that (and Taylor is tbh but also girl ur a public figure we’re allowed to).
I’m a huge Taylor fan and I’m not into this ask and its weird misogynistic like semi slut shaming vibes at all tbqh.
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11x18 review and obvs spoilers
* Judith narrating the little Daryl flashback hit me in the HEART
* Daryl not standing down for anyone but Carol? We’ve seen this before an it never gets old
* Uhhh Daryl… lose the tone before I make you lose it. I get he’s angry and Hornsby and his men were hunting them like dogs but… don’t take that tone with Carol she’s saved your ass… again
* Aaron looking between Daryl and Carol as they have their little old married couple back and fourth is EVERYTHING
* Carol out here again single-handedly sorting everything out for everyone else. Queen shit
* Oh lance has mommy issues
* Daryl packing Judith’s lil katana in his bag made my heart swell
* CAROL AND LYDIA MY HEART- “you have to take happiness wherever you can get it.” No stop that right now because I know that Carol has been trying so hard to let herself have happiness after everything that’s happened to her and her family so saying that to Lydia is just so lovely. I LOVE THEM
* NAHHHH DARYL WATCHED THAT WHOLE INTERACTION? Judith too? The Dixon squad makes me want to claw my eyes out from the cuteness
* “I never thanked you for saving her” this one. This is the one right here. I’m reading this as “I never thanked you for giving me another chance at getting my happiness”
* And the Daryl and Lydia hugs. Daddy Daryl is the best Daryl
* (Although I’m getting whiplash from the Daryl mood swings already)
* Yesss Judith call him out. Hold Daryl accountable. I love it when daughters give their father figures grief. Not one moments peace for this man
* Okay Carol I see you squeezing past Daryl a lil closer than needed
* Daryl didn’t choose the dad life but the dad life chose him… and preteen Judy is giving him a run for his money
* Judith looks more and more like Shane every damn day
* Carol and Zeke are still cute. They have a history and a GOOD one at that. I’m glad they had one last talk before parting ways. If my predictions are right I assume this will be the last time they talk
* Less screen time with the militons pleas e
* NOT THE NEGAN AND ANNIE BABY SCAN SHOT EXACTLY MIRRORING GLENN AND MAGGIES IM NOT OKAY AT ALL
* I don’t have a good feeling about Annie and the baby. I don’t think they’ll make it
* Daryl putting his vest back on? The symbolism… he’s going back to Alexandria to be his true self
* RJ READING COMICS LIKE HIS BIG BROTHER CARL IM SCREAMING
* These Grimes babies are making Daryl rethink his whole life choices
* Daryl loses Judith and goes straight to Carol for help? And him confiding in her that he doesn’t think he’s a good parent?? My heart!! And Daryl comparing himself to Rick?? I can’t do this
* I saw a lot of people saying that the Sophia mention was really glossed over but like… it’s not the first time she’s mentioned her since her death. All the other times she’s spoken about her hasn’t been teary. It’s been a long time for Carol. She’s made her peace with it (obvs it would still be painful but like I’m happy that she can talk about her daughter casually after all this time). And her sharing her feelings on parenting with Daryl of all people?? It’s a brilliant bonding moment between the two
* Carol casually touching Daryl’s forearm, telling him he’ll figure it out, I see you miss girl
* Eugene and Stephanie bore me a bit too. I don’t dislike their story but idk. I’ve never been that attached to Eugene even though he’s one of the longer standing characters atm.
* Mama rositaaaaa I love youuuuuu
* I’m not religious in the slightest so Gabes whole church speech fell a lil flat on me
* Hey Judy miss girl!! What you doing here?!?
* Daryl walking through the church looking for Judith parallels him walking into the church’ looking for Sophia in s2. Someone gif that parallel please
* Baby Daryl hiding out by the river on his own waiting for his dad to fall asleep is heartbreaking
* “You we’re alone a lot” OKAY THAT ONE FUCKING HURT KNOWING THAT THE WRITERS ARE PROBA SENDING DARYL OFF ON HIS OWN AT THE END OF ALL THIS FUCK YOU AMC
* Daryl admitting to Judith that he doesn’t know what he’s doing and he’s just trying to keep her safe *cries in daddy issues*
* “Help me up” DARYL YOU ARE SUCH AN OLD MAN I LOVE YOU (still not forgotten how you spoke to Carol at the start of the ep tho)
* Sebastian’s critique on the American Dream is the only good thing he’s said all season
* Daryl and Carol taking Judith to go say bye to her friends like the amazing co-parents they are >>
* Daryl is me watching this wrestling scene wtf is happening
* Okay Eugene and Stephanie toppling the government with a secret recording
* What’s with these shitty under the chin running shots?
* Why are there so many red apples this ep?
* Zeke saving one of Jerrys babies :,)
* Daryl panicking as he loses sight of Judith again. Bro that man would do anything of those kids. Those are HIS babies
* Judith stepping UP and with her daddies gun too :’)
* BYE SEBASTIAN HAHAHHA
* poor Judith tho man
Overall- again I enjoyed this ep way more than I expected to. Got better as it went on but there’s still some issues with like pacing and screen time and stuff. But at this point…I’m hopeful
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