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dragonflylady77 · 1 month
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i got you a whole flower shop
A Harringrove Valentine's Day fic I wrote this afternoon
present for @shieldofiron and also @lovebillyhargrove
oh and it's on ao3
Steve walks into a florist shop on Valentine's Day but his plans change after he gets a text not meant for him and he finds himself faced with Billy freaking Hargrove looking like every wet dream Steve has ever had in the past fifteen years since he finished high school.
“Sorry, I’ll be right with you.”
Steve made a vague noise of acknowledgement, too busy staring at the message he’d opened as he’d stepped into the first flower shop he’d spotted.
“Can’t wait to see you tonight baby. I’ll tell Steve I have to work late. Love you x”
He blinked a few times but the words didn’t change. The text was clearly not meant for him. Or maybe it was, he rationalised. That was one way to break up with your boyfriend without having to have the conversation.
He ran a tired hand over his face and put his phone back in his pocket. He wouldn’t need flowers after all. He tried to remember how much stuff he’d left at Jamie’s place during the few months they’d been dating and wondered if there was anything he’d miss if he didn’t get it back.
“I am sorry but it turns out I don’t actually need flowers after all,” he said, his eyes floating over the various buckets of colourful blooms in front of him.
“Am I dreaming or is that you, Harrington?” The voice sounded surprised and familiar and Steve turned around to face its owner.
“Hargrove?” Steve said in shock, stepping closer to the counter. He hadn’t seen Billy Hargrove since graduation fifteen years ago. “What are you doing in Chicago? I always thought you went back to Cali…”
Billy shrugged and Steve took a moment to really look at him. He still had those light brown, almost golden, curls that Steve had always wanted to run his fingers through, piled high in a bun, his face fuzzy with scruff, blue eyes trained on Steve. That part at least was familiar. Steve let his eyes move down, taking in the white tee, tight across the front under the black apron with the shop’s logo on it, Billy’s biceps bulging when he crossed his arms over his chest. Steve’s mouth felt very dry all of a sudden and hoo, was it always this hot in this store?
Billy raised an eyebrow but said nothing. He did, however, run that tongue of his along his bottom lip, another familiar sight, one that resonated inside Steve’s chest, in a place he’d been ignoring for years.
“Um, sorry, didn’t mean to…” Steve fumbled, fidgeting with his fingers. Fuck. He was being so awkward for no reason. He was usually a little bit better at human interactions.
“It’s okay, pretty boy, I know my good looks can be distracting,” Billy replied with a chuckle and Steve felt his face heat up. “To answer your question, my car broke down outside of St Louis and I realised I’d been kidding myself. There was nothing in Cali for me anymore. And I couldn’t leave Max alone with Neil.”
“Ah. I-I heard about him but Max never said—”
“I told her to keep a secret. Couldn’t risk Neil finding out. I made it back to Indianapolis on the Greyhound. Met a nice lady on the bus who offered me a place to stay for a while. Worked my ass off in a bunch of different jobs. Mona and her partner kinda adopted me, so when they moved to Chicago, I followed.”
“That’s why Max went to college in Chicago, isn’t it? Because you were there too?” Steve asked, a few things making more sense now that he knew about Billy.
“Yep. Got her out of the dorms too. She loved it at Mona’s as much as I did.”
Steve smiled. He was glad that Billy and Max had gotten away from his asshole father. He had only managed it himself recently, after more than a decade of working for his dad, being belittled every time Richard Harrington was in the office, no matter how good Steve actually was at doing his job. He’d jumped at the chance when he’d seen that job listing in Chicago and he’d cherished forever the memory on his father’s face when he’d handed in his resignation.
“That’s great, Billy,” he finally replied, and meant it.
“What about you, princess? What brings you to the Windy City?” 
“Oh, I live here too. Been here about three years, I think. I don’t have to tell you how good it felt to be able to tell my dad I was leaving and he could shove it.”
“Ooooh, go Stevie! Always knew you had it in you.”
Steve laughed and shook his head. “Took me twelve years but I got there in the end…”
“That’s what matters.” Billy grinned. “So, what are you after? Roses for your girl, on account of the day? Or something more original?”
“Oh, um, I, um…” Steve sighed. “I was gonna get flowers for my boyfriend, but after the text I got before, I don’t think I will.”
“Boyfriend?” Billy was staring and Steve realised he probably needed to elaborate a little.
“Yeah… My best friend Robin helped me realise some important things about myself after high school. She made being queer in Hawkins a lot easier. We were flatmates for ages then she moved to Chicago to be with her girlfriend. You know her, actually, Heather? Holloway?”
“Oh. Wow. Yeah, I remember Heather. So you’re…”
“Bi. Yeah.”
“And you have a boyfriend.” The way Billy said it, it wasn’t a question.
It left a bad taste in Steve’s mouth. He got his phone out of his pocket again and sent Jamie a text saying they were over.
“I had a boyfriend.” Steve snorted. “Whoever he meant to text when he texted me can have his cheating ass.”
“You don’t seem too cut up about it,” Billy said, his eyes roaming over Steve and Steve found that he liked it. All at once, memories of basketball training and all the posturing and looks Billy would send him in the showers and hallways of Hawkins High took on a different flavour. All the pet names Billy used to call him when they were teenagers… the same ones he’d used a couple of times in the past ten minutes they’d been chatting.
“I’d only been seeing him for a couple of months, wasn’t anything serious.” Steve decided to take a chance. He crossed his arms and leaned forward on the counter. “It does mean I am now free tonight…”
Billy mirrored his actions, the smile on his face genuine and warm. “Is that so, pretty boy?”
“Uh huh… yanno, in case anyone was wondering.”
“That’s certainly pertinent information.”
“I thought so.” Steve leaned a little closer, smiling when Billy did too. “What time does this fine establishment close?”
“Right now,” Billy replied, without a glance at his watch as he removed his apron and set it on the counter next to them.
“Really? Won’t you get in trouble with your boss for closing early on Valentine’s Day?”
“I’m the boss and I have a hot date,” Billy said with that smirk that had always made Steve’s blood boil. Only now he could name that emotion for what it was: lust. There was something else in Billy’s eyes, something more magical and durable.
“Anyone I know?” Steve asked, his heart beating double time in his chest.
Billy didn’t reply, instead he rounded the counter and came to a stop in front of Steve with a grin. He cupped Steve’s face with both hands and breached the last inches separating them, bringing their mouths together. Steve moaned, his hands on Billy’s wrists to hold him there. He opened his lips to Billy’s questing tongue the second he felt it, pouring all that he was feeling into the kiss, and getting it back ten fold.
Steve let go of Billy’s wrists to grab his waist and dragged him closer. He couldn’t get enough of Billy, hands roaming up his back and down to cup that ass Steve had been dreaming about for months after high school, sparking his bi awakening.
“Fuck, Billy, I’m sorry it took me so long to find you again,” Steve said, breaking the kiss to catch his breath, resting his forehead against Billy’s.
“S’okay, Stevie, you’re here now,” Billy said, dipping his head for a quick kiss. He buried his fingers into Steve’s hair and locked eyes with him. “Never letting you go now I’ve got you, though, I hope you know that.”
“Fine with me,” Steve said as he wrapped his arms around Billy’s middle, delighted to feel Billy’s hard body against his. 
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Steve. I don't know what flowers you like yet, so I got you a whole flower shop.”
Steve laughed as Billy locked up for the night then they went up to the apartment Billy was renting above the shop where Billy cooked them dinner. Then they spent all night in bed, worshipping each other, and it was the best Valentine’s Day Steve had ever had.
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Whoever Loves Her Next - 06
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The moment I step through the front door of my house, I’m nearly pounced on by four ecstatic dogs. I drop my bags by the shoe rack and get on the floor to hug them each. They all are more than happy to get the attention, showing it off by wagging their tails and trying to lick my face. I missed them just as much, and seeing them again brings a smile back to my face for the first time since my fight with Harry.
When they’ve started to calm down, I hear my dad call my name from the kitchen. I dig through my bag for the pregnancy test I took and shove it into my pocket before going to meet him. Both he and my mother envelope me in a bone-crushing hug that I’m too happy to deny. When we all finally pull away, dad is the first to ask me,
“How was Mason? How were the sights? Did you take pictures?”
Within an instant, my anxiety is back, bubbling up in my stomach. I try to ignore it and play cool. “Mason is good, he’s doing a lot better since he moved out there.” He nods, but then looks at me expectantly, waiting for my other answers. I sigh. “No, I didn’t take pictures.”
My mom frowns. “Honey, why not? You usually love filling up your camera! Was something wrong?”
I hold back the part of me that wants to grimace and fold my arms over my chest. My emotions have been so touchy recently that I almost don’t want to tell them because I know it will make me cry. But I have to. It’s early, but they need to know what’s going on in case something happens.
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“I wasn’t in Cali the last two days like I told you.” This statement makes both of their faces turn to ones of surprise. “I had to make a pitstop on my way back here, and it was really unexpected. Mason had to do a lot of convincing to even get me on the plane to Florida. To Harry.”
Dad’s eyebrows furrow in confusion and concern. “Harry?” My mom looks just as worried.
I try to suck back my tears as I reach into my pocket for the pregnancy test. My hand trembles when I remove it, proceeding to hold it out to my father. My voice cracks when I say the words, “I’m pregnant.”
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“Oh, Bri…” My eyes are so full with tears that I hardly see him put the test onto the counter. He’s instantly more concerned about my emotions than the fact that so many things are still up in the air. He pulls me back into a hug, trying to calm me down. “Please don’t cry, honey.”
“I’m just so scared.” I cling onto the back of his shirt tightly as my mom comes around to join in on the hug. “I can’t do it again. We can’t do it again.”
“Just try and breathe, okay?” Dad doesn’t try to reassure me by saying that it won’t happen again. He knows it’s even more likely to happen this time than last time, so he doesn’t give me false hope. Instead, he just tries to soothe me, which is exactly what I need.
“You’re so brave for going to see him, honey. That must have been so hard.” The validation from my mom adds to my comfort, and soon enough, my tears have subsided.
“Can I make a joke yet?” Dad asks almost instantly.
I giggle and say, “Of course.”
He grins like the Cheshire cat before referring back to when we told my brother I was pregnant with Michael. “Do you think Ben is gonna sprain his hand on Harry’s face again?”
This makes the three of us erupt into laughter, still holding onto each other even though I’ve calmed down. I hug them both a little closer, having desperately needed them in the past few days, and more than satisfied now that I have them back.
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Better than Prince Charming - Herman Kozik
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Summary: If Kozik can rely on one constant in his life, it’s Happy’s sister.
Warnings: swearing…. That’s all folks!
Note: 1.7k - Remember when I fell down my Kozik rabbit hole? I’m still there😌 wowowowowowow I have been in a FUNK lately. Work is crazy, been writing so many reports that I’ve had no motivation to write anything else riiipppp. So this isn’t great, but I finished it!!!! Had to get it outta my head and try get back into the writing groove! Peace.
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A massive moving truck backing into your mother’s driveway wasn’t exactly what you were expecting when she had mentioned your brother and his brothers would be stopping by.
You stilled your movements of mixing the muffin batter and watched as a guy in a kutte jumped out of the cab and started directing the driver back further.
It wasn’t often both you and Happy, and a few plus ones, were able to visit your mom at the same time so when you could, she went all out with the food. And you, living a whole lot closer to her than your brother in Charming, had been roped in to help prepare it.
Just as you were about to alert your mom, who was busy in another room dusting a cabinet that didn’t need dusting, about the guy you didn’t recognise, the driver's door of the truck swung open and another Son jumped out.
This one you recognised. Blonde hair, tattoos, aura that screamed Cali surfer dude. Herman Kozik.
Abandoning your post in the kitchen you made your way out of the house and into the front yard, “Who the hell let you behind the wheel of that thing?”
Both heads snapped toward you at the sound of your voice. The one you didn’t recognise stared in confusion, while Kozik’s face broke out in a grin as he began to walk toward you, “How ya doing, sunshine?”
When he reached you he had no hesitation in wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you into him in greeting, placing a kiss to your temple.
You smiled at him as you broke the hug, “Long time no see, Sarge,” you nodded toward the truck, “you planning on moving in or what?”
His gaze followed yours to the driveway and the younger man awkwardly standing around, “Maybe I’m planning on opening up an alcohol shop.” He gestured briefly to the writing on the side of the vehicle, “Happy’s running late, said he’ll be here this afternoon.”
You raised your eyebrow at him, “Can’t wait. Who’s your friend?”
Kozik nodded toward his fellow Son and gestured for him to make his way over, “Meet Miles. Miles, Happy’s sister.”
Miles’ eyes widened as he clicked to who you were, shaking your outstretched hand when you told him your name.
“Ma’s gone all out on the food for you guys. Hope you’re hungry.”
Kozik beamed at the revelation and nodded toward the house, “Lead the way, sweetheart.”
You started back toward the door, “Flattery gets you nowhere.”
The second the three of you stepped inside you were pushed out of the way as your mom stepped excitedly to greet the two Sons, namely Kozik.
She had gladly claimed him as one of her own after the first time she’d met him. Much to the dismay of you and Happy, suddenly finding yourselves fighting for her attention while she fussed over the blonde.
‘What a nice boy!’
‘So respectful, he just did the dishes. I didn’t even ask!’
‘And a bit of a looker too, mija!’
The smirk on Kozik’s face as he made a show of greeting your mother told you he knew exactly what you were thinking. Being the favourite was something he made sure to rub in your face at every opportunity.
Rolling your eyes you moved further into the kitchen to slide your abandoned muffin batter into the oven. Listening to Kozik and Miles being affectionately force fed and simultaneously being grilled on their eating habits at home brought a smile to your face.
“Something funny, sunshine?” The blonde called from his seat at the table. You shook your head as you carried the bowl of fruit salad to join the feast.
“Not at all, Sarge.”
You took a backseat while your mother doted on the two men, only chiming in when necessary and returning Kozik’s infectious smiles whenever he threw one your way.
Finally, your mom listened to the men who were claiming to be full and stopped trying to damn near spoon feed them. You began to gather the dishes and retreat to the sink to start the washing up.
Although he was your friend, he wasn’t your friend. He was Happy’s. However, you had become reasonably close with Kozik over the years. It wasn’t unusual for him to call you while he was in Tacoma for advice, or just to rant.
You were able to put pieces of his life together through conversation. Knowing that his family life was broken to say the least, it was strangely comforting to see how at home Kozik was around your family.
Lost in your thoughts as you washed the dishes, you didn’t notice Kozik had joined you until a sharp sting on your arm pulled you back to reality.
“Ow! You asshole.” Rubbing where he had used the tea towel to playfully whip you.
Kozik shrugged a shoulder, smirking to himself as he picked up a wet plate, “You were zoned out.”
You rolled your eyes at his excuse and refocused on the sink in front of you, “How’re you anyway? Haven’t seen you since you joined the Charming boys too. Finally sick of rainy Tacoma?”
He chuckled as he dried the plate, “Something like that, I’ve been good though.”
“So no more Sergeant, huh?”
Kozik clicked his tongue, “No more Sergeant. Just me and my bike.”
He sounded relieved at that. You didn’t know the ins and outs of the club, not even close. But you could imagine being the president’s left would leave a heavy weight on anyone’s shoulders.
“What about small town life? Adjusting to nosey neighbours?”
“Nah, my neighbours hate me.”
You giggled at that, not seeing the way Kozik smiled at the sound.
“They’ll come ‘round. Bake them some cookies or something.”
“Yeah, because I’m well known for my baking skills,” he laughed, he was definitely not, “What about you? Still no man?”
“Nah, still waiting on my Prince Charming.”
With your eyes still focused on the sink in front of you, you missed how Kozik fought to bite back his relieved smile, “Cool.”
“Super cool.”
“Bet your mom’s pleased,” he teased. You let out a breathy laugh.
“I wouldn’t be surprised if she married me off to one of the men from her church at this point.”
He threw his head back with a chuckle at the thought, “Nah, Happy’d never let that happen.”
“You think he’ll stand up to our mother? Have you met her?”
Kozik nodded in understanding, “Well, I wouldn’t let that happen.”
You peered at him from the corner of your eye, smiling knowingly.
He defended himself right away, “I wouldn’t! Hell, I’d marry you if I had to.”
“Oh yeah? Gonna sweep me off my feet?”
“What, like I couldn’t?”
You dropped your hands into the sink with the dishes and looked at him with a quirked eyebrow, “Such a charmer, Herman.”
“You said you were after a Prince Charming,” he held up his hands in mock defence, “I’m better.”
Miles appeared in the doorway before you could respond, motioning to Kozik to follow him. The blonde threw the towel in his hands lightly at your face and left you with a wink.
Finishing the dishes you moved to watch the commotion in the front yard.
Your mom joined you in the entryway while you watched the guys as they loaded whatever it was that your mom had been storing for them back into the truck.
“Such nice men aren’t they?”
“The best of the best, Ma,” you laughed at her endless propositioning.
Such nice looking men, you thought to yourself as you watched Kozik reach up to pull the truck’s roller door down. As if he could read your mind, his head turned to you, eyes locking from across the yard. A classic Kozik wink and a bright smile was flashed your way as he locked the door.
He called out to Miles who was rummaging around in the cab and began to walk back toward the house, the younger Son in tow.
“Heading out already?” You questioned as he drew closer.
Kozik nodded, “Sooner we hit the road, sooner we’re home.”
You watched as your mother pulled Miles into a hug and shoved a tupperware container full of food into his hands before sending him on his way. He waved at you and called out his goodbyes before he turned back to the truck.
Next Kozik was tugged down to her height for an embrace, “Come back soon, mijo! And make sure you’re eating well. You can’t live off take out.”
He pressed a loving kiss to her hair as he chuckled, “Yes, ma’am.”
She pulled back and patted his cheek lovingly, turning and making her way back inside.
You both watched as your mom trotted off to the living room to continue cleaning things that didn’t need to be cleaned for Happy’s arrival.
The sound of Herman clearing his throat drew your attention back to him.
“You gonna come visit us in Charming anytime soon?” He leaned against the door frame looking every bit like a high school jock.
You raised an eyebrow, “You willing to house me for a night? No way I’m bunking at Hap’s.”
He let out a laugh at that, nodding in understanding, “You bake something for my neighbours and we have a deal.”
“Consider it done,” you smiled up at the taller man, “Safe travels, Sarge.”
He reached out to ruffle your hair, knowing exactly how it would get on your nerves, “See you soon, sunshine.”
Flashing you one last smile he turned and made his way out to the truck where Miles’ was waiting patiently. Once he had taken his place in the driver’s seat you left your spot in the doorway and joined your mom in the living room.
The older woman glanced at you with a cheeky smile on her face as you sat down, “He was making eyes at you again.”
Instead of taking the bait and responding, you kept your sight focused on the TV in front of you, biting your lip in an attempt to stop the bashful grin threatening to spread across your face.
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Mixtape -Part 5 - The Rain Song
Series Summary: You’ve just moved from Los Angeles to Hawkins to finish your senior year and you meet Eddie Munson, who offers to help you find a place in your new school.
Chapter Summary: Moments in yours and Eddies relationship as you grow as a couple.
Part 1, Part 2 , Part 3, Part 4
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Pairing: Eddie Munson X Fem!Reader
Genre: Fluff
Warnings: Language, insecurities, pet names used(Sweetheart, dolly, princess, babe, sweetie, honey), established relationship, Valentine’s Day, school dances, alchohol, stealing
Word Count: 6.2K
Author’s Note: Hello! Welcome to part 5! I loved writing this so much. I’m sorry that it’s later than I meant but I wanted to give you something that I was happy with. This is just a bunch of moments with you and Eddie as your relationship grows. I hope you all think it’s as cute as I do. Also, sorry if this is not how snow days work, I lived in California for the first 25 years of my life and have never had one so I did my best. 
The next chapter will be the final one of the series(takes place during S4) and then I will just be doing one shot blurbs for these two of small moments. (Might take them to Cali later as this is a fix -it fic ;) ) 
Let me know if you want to be tagged in the next one!
Let me know what you think! and if you would like to request a one-shot.
*GIF not mine*
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Tuesday December 31, 1985
“Fuck, it’s cold out here.” You said before trying to warm your hands with your breath. 
“I know, I’m sorry, but it sure is pretty at least right?” Eddie asked, taking your hands in his and rubbing them for you to try to help you warm them up.
“Mhm. There are so many stars, it’s insane.” You replied as you looked up to the sky. You were at the edge of Lovers Lake sitting in the back of Eddie’s van with the doors open, a worn blanket over your laps as you leaned into each other and looked at the winter night sky. The moon and stars lit it up in dark blues and purples. It was breathtaking. 
“In the summer, when the moon isn’t out, you can see the whole Milky Way.” The metalhead said as he too looked at the sky. 
“I can’t wait to see it.” You smiled. You looked up at Eddie, taking in the way his big doe eyes shone in the moonlight. “Speaking of summer.” You began, the metalhead pulled his attention from the sky to lock on to your eyes. “I-uh- had something to ask you.” 
“Shoot, sweetheart.” He said with a smile.
“Uhm, my dad got us a big graduation present.” You started. 
“Hopefully I actually graduate this year.” Eddie said with a slight scoff. He was trying to play it off as a joke but you could tell he wasn’t actually sure. 
“You will graduate Eddie, this is your year. If I have to study with you every single day to do it, I will.” You promised, you sent him an encouraging smile. “Remember, ‘86 baby.” 
“Right, ‘86.” He returned your smile. “Though, it will be hard to concentrate on studying when I have such a beautiful study partner.” He added, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into a kiss, one you couldn’t help but giggle through.
“Hey, let me finish asking you my question!” You laughed, lightly pushing Eddie away as he peppered your neck with kisses. 
“Okay, okay. Go ahead, dolly.” He said with an exaggerated sigh. 
“So, my dad got us a special graduation gift. He got us tickets to see Megadeth in June.” You got out excitedly. You watched as a large smile broke out of Eddie’s face. 
“Seriously? Megadeth? I didn’t think they were coming out here in June! Did they add a date?” He asked quickly, clearly over the moon.
“Ah, no. That’s where the question comes in.” You watched Eddie cock his head in slight confusion. “The show is in Los Angeles. I have plans to drive out to California for a few weeks after graduation. And I was wondering if you wanted to do the trip with me?” You asked, somewhat anxious for his reply. 
“You want to drive with me across the country and take me to a Megadeth concert in L.A.?” He questioned. 
“Yes?” 
“Holy shit, doll. That sounds amazing! Of course I want to go!” He practically shouted, he grabbed the sides of your face and planted a searing kiss on your lips. “No one’s ever done anything like that for me.” He added after pulling back, he was staring into your eyes like he was trying to memorize every single color in them. “You’re too good for me, you know that right?” 
You scoffed lightly, “I am not.” You placed your hands on his arms that were still holding your face and gently squeezed. “We’re good enough for each other, Eds. You deserve me as much as I deserve you.” You felt your face heat up as you added, “You’re everything I’ve ever wanted Eddie.” 
“Me too, sweetheart. Everything.” And his lips were on yours again as he kissed you hungrily. He moved his hands from your face, one making its way into your hair and the other around your waist, pulling you as close to him as he could get you. Your hands found their way to his back and you clung to his vest, kissing like neither of you needed oxygen to live. 
You don’t know how long you were like this and it didn’t matter, nothing else mattered besides kissing Eddie. At some point he had moved you into his lap so he could get you even closer to him, the arm around your waist was almost painfully tight but you couldn’t care less. He tasted like cigarettes and champagne, a combination you weren’t sure why you found so intoxicating. You couldn’t help the small moan you let out when he lightly nipped your bottom lip, which caused Eddie to smirk against them. 
You were interrupted when the alarm on Eddie’s watch went off. You pulled apart a little out of breath, both lightly giggling as Eddie turned it off. “Okay, five minutes until New Year’s.” He turned slightly behind him and grabbed your Styrofoam cup that you had been drinking out of earlier and handed it to you before grabbing his own, then he picked up the bottle of champagne the two of you “liberated” from the store and topped up both of your cups. 
“Do you have any New Year's resolutions Eddie?” You asked as you took a sip of your drink. 
“Just to spend as much time with you as I can.” He said with a grin. 
“If we spent anymore time together we would be conjoined twins.” You joked, “I’m serious, what are your resolutions?” 
“So am I, Y/N.” He said somewhat seriously, “I don’t care what happens this year as long as I get to spend every day with you still.” You felt your heart pound wildly in your chest at his answer. 
“Then that’s a good resolution.” You said with a shy smile.
“What about you?” He asked, taking a drink from his cup.
“Just to graduate and spend time with this really cute guy I know.” You responded cheekily. 
“Oh a cute guy huh?“ Eddie asked with a smirk and his eyebrow cocked. “Do I know him?” 
“Mhm, very well actually.” You smiled, “He’s got all this wild hair that I love playing with, and these cute little dimples when he smiles, a bunch of kick ass tattoos. Oh! And the biggest, prettiest, brown eyes I’ve ever seen. Those eyes could probably get me to commit a crime if he tried hard enough.” You giggled, you had brought your free hand up to cup the side of his face as you admired his features.
“I’m pretty sure they did get you to commit a crime, babe.” He chuckled as he nodded his head towards the champagne bottle, but you could see the slight pink in his cheeks. “He-uh- sounds real great, princess.”
“He’s one of the best people I’ve ever met actually. Really kind, and funny, talented, endlessly sweet. Perfect really. I don’t know where I would be right now without him.” You said seriously, looking into those eyes you loved. You saw a goofy love-sick look appear on Eddie’s face as you spoke, you were sure you wore a matching one.
“I bet he feels the same way about you.” He said softly, looking from your eyes to your lips and back as you flushed. “That’s a good resolution too.” 
“I like to think so.” You smiled, the two of you shared another heart-filled look with each other before you tore your eyes away, “How much time do we have left, honey?” 
Eddie looked at his watch again, “20 seconds actually.” He pointed his wrist at you so you could both watch it count down. 
“3…2…1! Happy New Year!” You said together before kissing right at midnight. 
“You know that was my first ever New Year’s kiss?” Eddie said as he took a sip of his drink after you pulled apart. 
“Mine too, actually.” You replied as you took a sip of yours, absentmindedly playing with a lock of Eddie’s hair with your other hand.
“First of many, I hope.” He said as he bit his lip lightly.
“I think so.” You replied confidently, loving the cute soft smile that graced his face. 
“I think this is going to be a good year, baby.” Eddie said as he set his drink down and wrapped both his arms around you again, pulling you into him further from your spot on his lap. 
“I think so too, Eds.” You beamed, leaning and kissing him again. 
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Wednesday January 22, 1986
The wind was pounding on all sides of the Munson trailer as you and Eddie were cuddled on the small couch, a blanket wrapped around you both as you watched the copy of The Goonies you had rented that night before the snowstorm hit. 
You jumped after a particularly powerful gust rattled the window behind you. This was your first ever snowstorm and you were already on edge about possibly getting snowed in or the power going out, the trailer was barely warm enough with the power on. Eddie chuckled lightly and pulled you further into him with the arm that was around your shoulder.
“It’s okay baby, just the wind.” He said gently, leaving a kiss on your temple. “Nothing to worry about, we get these all the time. If we’re lucky, the school will call and we won’t have to go in tomorrow.” 
“That’s a real thing? Snow days?” You asked, looking up at your boyfriend's face. You watched as an amused smile graced his features and he looked down to meet your eyes.
“They are indeed, sweetheart. And with a storm like this, I give ‘em an hour before they call. Then it’ll be you and me; sleeping in, watching movies, I can show you how to play my guitar again.” He listed, seemingly very excited about the prospect. “Oh, you’ve never made a snowman, or had a snowball fight have you?”
You shook your head, you had only ever visited your grandma when it was warmer or at least for Christmas before the snow really stuck. “You have to go up to the mountains to get to the snow in L.A. and I never really made time to do that.” You smiled. 
“Oh well then dolly, if we get the day off I’ll show you how to embrace a snow day.” He smirked, kissing your cheek before turning his attention back to the movie. 
Exactly 48 minutes later, with the storm not letting up outside, the phone in the trailer rang. Eddie shot you a knowing grin as he got up to answer it. He listened to the message on the other side for a few moments before hanging up the phone and walking back to you. 
“No school tomorrow!” He said with a large smile before plopping down next to you again. “I’m going to teach you how to make a snowman. Maybe we’ll have a snowball fight too.” 
“You promised me we’d get to sleep in, we get to do that right?” You asked as you rested your head on his shoulder, wrapping the blanket around you two again. 
“Oh of course we do. I’ll never pass up more sleep next to my girl.” He said before kissing the top of your head and putting his arm around you. 
~ The Next Morning ~ 
You woke up a little past 10, your head using Eddie’s chest as a pillow as the man laid on his back with his arm wrapped around you, holding you close to him. You looked up at your boyfriend and couldn’t help the smile that appeared on your face. You loved seeing Eddie like this, peacefully sleeping, the gentle sunlight making his features look soft and beautiful. Like some kind of renaissance painting. You could look at him like this for hours, never wanting to break his peace. 
“Are you staring at me, princess?” He suddenly asked, a small smirk appearing on his face though his eyes were still closed. 
“How could you even tell?” You asked with a giggle.
“I can feel your eyes on me.” He said, finally opening his eyes to meet yours, a large sleepy smile on his face, “Morning, gorgeous.” 
“Good morning, handsome.” You beamed back. 
“God, I love waking up like this.” He said with a happy sigh, wrapping his other arm around you and holding you close. “Waking up with you makes every day better, you know that?”
“Mine too, Eds.” You said brightly, leaning up to leave a gentle kiss on his cheek. 
“More.” He said with a grin. 
You laughed and leaned up, kissing his other cheek. 
“More.” 
Suddenly you were attacking his face with kisses as he laughed under you, you made sure to cover his entire face before pulling back with a large smile. “That enough, baby?” 
“Yeah, that’s enough. For now. How about we go make breakfast huh?” Eddie asked with a love sick smile as he pushed a lock of hair behind your ear. You nodded in agreement, leaving one more kiss on his lips before getting out of bed. Eddie followed, groaning as he stretched his back when he stood. 
“Wow there’s so much snow out there!” You said as you looked out Eddie’s window, the trailer park was covered in the fluffy white powder, making it look like it was covered in frosting. The sun was shining and the reflection off the snow made the whole place look brighter than you had seen it before. “I can’t wait to make a snowman!” You said excitedly, turning a big smile on Eddie as he was pulling on a band shirt. 
“Yeah? Me neither, doll.” He smiled back, “Know what you want it to look like?” 
“Can we dress it up like Wayne for when he gets home later?” You chuckled as you led the way out of the bedroom and into the small kitchen, Eddie laughed lightly as he followed. 
“Yeah we can put an old shirt on it, and one of these hats.” He gestured towards the walls littered with his uncle's collection.
You found yourself out on the little porch about 45 minutes later, you had changed out of your sleeping clothes and into much warmer ones after breakfast. You were waiting for Eddie when something caught your attention from the corner of your eye. Rounding the corner onto the plowed street on their bikes were Dustin, Mike, and Lucas. 
“What are you all doing here? Isn’t it like 7 miles from your house Wheeler?” You asked when the boys got within ear shot. “It’s also cold as hell out here, why are you on your bikes?” 
“We’re bored and wanted to see if you and Eddie were doing anything.” Dustin said as he dropped his bike off to the side of Eddie’s van, the other boys following. 
“You know there’s a phone right, Henderson?” Came Eddie’s voice as he walked out of the trailer, shrugging his leather jacket on as he did. 
“Yeah, well we were already out and the arcade was still closed so we came out here.” Mike said as they walked up to where the two of you were standing. 
“Well we were going to build a snowman because I’ve never made one before.” You said cheerfully, “You can help if you want!” 
“You’ve never made a snowman?” Lucas said incredulously, raising his eyebrow in disbelief. 
“From California remember? It’s like 70 degrees year round, where am I gonna get snow to make a snowman?” You scoffed, “I’ve made some pretty great sand castles though.” 
You all decided to make the snowman right by the steps of the front door so Wayne wouldn’t be able to miss it when he got home. The guys showed you how to start the balls and how to get them bigger by rolling them in the surrounding snow until it was the proper size. 
You laughed and chatted about the campaign you had the next day as you worked, excited about the story Eddie created. You had just started a new arc for the semester and the villain, Vecna, was turning out to be quite challenging so far. The boys tried to probe Eddie for any hints with the story as you built the snowman but the man wasn’t budging. 
“I’m not giving away any secrets, that defeats the point of playing.” Eddie said as he placed one of Wayne’s hats on top of the completed snowman’s head. 
“Oh come on Eddie! Just a little hint?” Dustin asked, crossing his arms as he did. 
“No way Henderson, that’ll give you all an advantage. That’s not very fair, now is it?” The man said with a smirk. As he turned to walk back into the trailer a small ball of snow hit him in the back of the head, freezing him in his spot. 
He turned around almost threateningly slow, a playfully annoyed look on his face, “Which one of you little shits threw that?” He asked as he sauntered closer to where you and the boys were standing. The four of you looked at each other quickly before scattering, running in all directions away from Eddie. 
You ran as best as you could through the snow until you were hiding behind the trailer across the street from Eddie’s. You could hear the others laughing as they tried to evade the metalhead as he chased them down. You were packing a few snow balls as you heard a loud yell of surprise from the other side of the trailer. “It was Y/N!! She threw it!” You heard Mike rat you out. 
“Uh-oh.” 
“I knew one of you would spill, thanks Wheeler.” You heard your boyfriend say. Armed with a snowball in each hand you peered around from behind the trailer to see if you could spot them. You saw them about 30 feet from where you were, Eddie was helping Mike up from the ground where he seemed to have tackled him. 
Eddie scanned the area for a moment before his eyes locked with yours and a large shit-eating grin appeared on his face. “Oh sweetheart, seems you’ve been found out!” He yelled as he started after you. 
“Thanks a lot Mike!” You called as you ran to the woods that were behind your hiding spot. 
You couldn’t help the laughter that was bubbling out of you as you ran through the trees, trying to stay out of Eddie’s grasp as he began to gain on you, his legs were longer than yours so it was easy for him. 
You threw one of the snowballs in your hands behind you when you heard him get particularly close, you could hear the snow collide with its target before you were being pulled to the ground. You felt Eddie’s body land on top of you as you collided with the snow, getting a face full of the cold slush. 
You were giggling as Eddie flipped you around so you were on your back pinned under him, you saw the large playful smile he had on his face, “That wasn’t very nice now was it, princess?” 
You put on as innocent a look you could muster in the moment, “You said you wanted a snowball fight, honey.” You smiled sweetly.
“That’s not really what I had in mind.” He laughed as he pried the other snowball out of your hand and threw it to the side. “I was supposed to get you covered in snow, not the other way around.” 
“Now, that’s not very nice, now is it?” You said his words back to him teasingly, Eddie rolled his eyes. 
“Jesus, you’re a menace you know that?” He laughed as he laced his hands with both of yours. 
“Yeah, but I’m your menace!” You beamed back. 
“Yeah, you are.” He said fondly as he looked into your eyes, you watched him ever so slightly bite his lip as his eyes shot down to look at yours and back up to your eyes. “You know babe, your lips look cold, want me to warm them up for you?” He said with a confident smirk. You rolled your eyes playfully at the line, but leaned up and smashed your lips against his.
“Eww, get a room you guys.” You heard Dustin say from behind Eddie. The metalhead broke the kiss and sighed as he leaned back from your chuckling face, looking behind him to see the 3 freshmen. 
“You know, I think we will Henderson.” Eddie said as he stood up, he leaned down and helped you up before wrapping his arm around your waist and leading you back towards the trailer park. “Time to get lost now, twerps.” 
“Oh come on! That’s not fair!” You heard the boy call as you two walked away.
“Too bad, boys!” Eddie shouted back over his shoulder. You then heard the sound of snow hitting an object and Eddie stopped walking. You looked and saw the fresh snow falling down your boyfriend's back and the smirk on Dustin’s face. 
“Oh you’re gonna get it now you little shits.” Eddie said before he started chasing after them.
~
Thursday February 6, 1986
“Okay class, I’m going to let you take the rest of the period to study for the test tomorrow, you may work with your table.” Mr. Deerfield, your physics teacher, said from the front of the classroom. 
The class filled with light chatter as the students turned to each other, many actually studying for the test while a few were discussing plans for next week's Valentine’s Day Sweetheart Dance. The school was decked out with pink and red paper hearts everywhere and there were banners promoting the dance seemingly in every hallway. 
“Hey, do you think you’re ready for the test?” You heard Robin say next to you. You had been sitting at the same table as her since your first day at Hawkins High and, besides Eddie, she became one of your first friends here.
“Yeah I think so, do you need help with anything?” You asked, turning to face her. 
“No, I just wanted to see if you actually wanted to study or if you want to talk about the dance next week.” She said quietly, “Are you and Eddie going?” 
You smirked slightly, Eddie Munson at a Valentine’s Day dance? You had wanted to go, never having had a boyfriend to take to one of those school dances before, but you were pretty sure Eddie wouldn’t want to go, it not really being his kind of scene. 
“I don’t think so, I’ve mentioned it once or twice but I don’t think he’ll want to go.” You responded, not being able to help the slight disappointment in your voice. You knew that those dances weren’t really your scene either but there was something about the idea of getting dressed up and dancing all night with Eddie to cheesy love songs that made you want to go. 
“Yeah, I haven’t ever seen him go to a dance before.” She said thoughtfully, “But hey!” She exclaimed quietly, turning completely to face you in her stool. “You can come with me and my band friends! A few of us are going even though we don’t have dates! It’ll be fun still!” 
“I don’t know, going with Eddie is kind of the only reason I’d want to go, you know?” You said, receiving an understanding nod from your friend. You looked around the room quickly before you added in a hushed voice, “Are you going to go with Vicki? You know, as friends?” You gave her a sly smile, it was hard to miss the way she looked at her band mate and you had broached the topic gently about a month into school.
You saw the color rush to her cheeks ever so slightly, “No! I mean she might be there, but she’s not going with me-or us I guess I should say.” She rushed out quickly. 
“Hey, maybe you should chat with her if you see her there, spend a little time with her.” You suggested softly. “I know you said that you aren’t sure, but I think Vicki might be interested too.” 
“There’s no way to know in a place like this, I can’t just ask a girl to dance or anything without being shunned by the entire town.” She whispered, looking around to make sure no one was eavesdropping. 
“Okay, okay! I understand! I just want you to be happy, you know?” You said with a warm smile, grabbing her hand and gently squeezing it. 
“I know, thank you. It’s nice to have another person besides Steve to talk to about this.” She replied gratefully. 
“I’ll always be here for you, Robin.” You reassured. 
Over the sound of the class you could hear a knocking coming from the classroom door. 3 short knocks, followed by 3 long ones and then finished with another 3 short ones. S.O.S.
“Eddie.”
You turned to the window in the door and could only briefly see some brown hair as it bolted away from the door as your teacher approached it. You had taught Eddie S.O.S. in morse code in case either of you needed each other and couldn’t say it. Though, Eddie liked to use it to get you to skip class with him. Something you’re sure he was doing now. 
You waited 5 minutes from when the teacher sat back down to excuse yourself to the nurses office, claiming that you weren’t feeling well. Robin knew what the knocking was and had given you a knowing look as you said goodbye for the day. 
You walked out of the school with your belongings, buttoning your jacket up to fight the chill as you made your way across the campus into the woods behind the school. There waiting for you at the bench with a large smile was your boyfriend. 
“Hi princess.” He said happily as you approached him. He leaned over to grab a quick kiss once you had sat down. 
“Hey baby, what’s up?” You asked, resting your hands on the table. 
“What? Can’t I just want to see my girl?” He asked with mock offense. 
“Usually you send an S.O.S. when you want to ditch. Is that what we’re doing?” You wondered impishly.
“Well, yes. But, I also wanted to ask you something.” He said, grabbing your hands in his and looking up at you with a soft smile. You cocked your head at this.
“I was wondering if you would go to the Sweetheart Dance with me, sweetheart?” He finished with a playful raise of his eyebrows on the pet name. 
“Wait. You’re asking me to the dance?” You asked, confused. You couldn’t believe you were hearing this.
“Well, yeah. You mentioned going, and I’ll admit, it’s not something I usually do. But you want to go. So I want to take you.” He said sweetly, biting his lip in anticipation, for some reason nervous that you’d reject him. 
“Are you sure Eddie?” You pressed, not wanting to force him to do something he’d hate. 
“More than sure. I’m not gonna lie, I’d love to see you in a pretty dress and, don’t tell anyone, but I love dancing to shitty love songs with you.” Eddie said, leaning forward to leave a chaste kiss on your cheek. “So what do you say babe? Will you go with me?” 
You beamed at your boyfriend and squeezed his hands, “Of course I will.” You leaned towards the man and peppered his lips with excited kisses. “Thank you for doing this honey.” 
“Anything for you, sweet thing.” He grinned, “Well since we’re already out of school, how about we go back to my place?” You nodded and the two of you stood up and made your way to Eddie’s van hand in hand. 
~ Saturday ~ 
“Can you try on the red one again?” Robin asked from her chair near the dressing room. You were at a store in a mall a town over, trying on dresses for the dance. The day before, you had gone to class and told your friend how Eddie asked you to go and you asked her to help you find a dress. You had found the style you wanted, a pretty knee length off the shoulder satin dress, but couldn’t decide on what color to go with. 
You went back into the dressing room and changed into the red version of the dress, you then walked out and your mom helped you zip up. You did a spin in front of the women, “What do you think? Is it too cliche to wear red for Valentine’s Day?” 
“Not when you look like that in it.” Robin said honestly, receiving a chuckle from your mom. 
“You do really look amazing in it sweetie.” She said from her spot next to Robin. 
“Thank you, I just want to look nice for Eddie.” You responded, still unsure. 
“You could show up in a trash bag and I think Eddie still wouldn’t be able to take his eyes off of you.” Your friend joked, you flushed at the comment. 
“You know, I wore a red dress like this to my Sweetheart Dance too.” Your mother stated, “It’s the night your dad and I got together.” She smiled at the interested looks you and Robin shared. “It was junior year, he had been working himself up to ask me for 2 weeks, worried that I’d say no. He didn’t know that I had a crush on him for 3 years at that point, so he spent the whole night trying to impress and flirt with me.” You watched as she seemed to smile brighter at the memory. “I remember we were dancing to This Magic Moment and he had just finished telling me this stupid joke, and I got this feeling thatI knew that this was the man I was going to marry. And the rest is history I guess.” 
“I never knew it was at the Sweetheart Dance.” You smiled. 
“Yeah, I didn’t think it was necessary to tell you which dance. I didn’t know you would be going to the same dance at the same school nearly 23 years later.” She said with a chuckle. “So what do you think? Which color?” 
You looked at yourself in the mirror one last time, “I’ll go with the red.” Returning the smiles the women were giving you.
~ Friday February 14th ~ 
The dance was in full swing, you were dancing to a Madonna song with Robin and some of her band friends, catching the eye of your date every now and then from his spot at your table, an amused look on his face as he watched you. 
Robin had been right, Eddie hadn’t been able to take his eyes off you all night, since the moment he entered your house with a matching corsage his eyes had been glued to you. He had even frozen in his step for a moment when he first saw you, your dads laughter being what broke him out of it and he had simply said, “You look amazing sweetheart.” 
Eddie made his way across the gym as the song faded and the next one started up, Faithfully by Journey. He presented his hand to you when he reached you, “May I have this dance, princess?” He asked with a sweet smile. You returned it as you took his hand and he pulled you flush with him, he wrapped his arms around your waist as yours went around his neck. “I can’t believe I get to dance with the most beautiful girl all of Hawkins.” 
“You get to date her too.” You laughed lightly to yourself. 
“I know! I’m the luckiest, aren’t I?” He said back, resting his forehead against yours. “They say that the road
Ain't no place to start a family
Right down the line, it's been you and me
And lovin' a music man
Ain't always what it's supposed to be
Oh, girl, you stand by me
I'm forever yours, faithfully.” Eddie sang along with the song.
You felt yourself flush as you saw the look of utter adoration come across the metalheads face, never having been looked at like that before. You pressed your lips to his in a passionate kiss, trying to put all your feelings that you didn’t have the courage to say outloud into it. You knew that you wanted to be by his side for as long as Eddie would have you. 
~
Saturday, March 8, 1986
“Eddie? Baby? Are you home?” You called as you entered the trailer. You had helped your grandma run errands today and Eddie wasn’t expecting you for another hour but you knew he wouldn’t mind if you came by earlier. You had been knocking on the front door for a few minutes with no answer, but you know that he was home from his van that was parked out front. You didn’t see him in the living room. Maybe he was napping? Or listen to music with headphones? You made your way down the hall that led to his bedroom, a soft strumming of a guitar coming from the open door. 
“Ed-” You froze in the doorway. There he was, sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to you, his guitar in his hands and headphone over his ears as he played along with what he was listening to, seeming to be trying to teach himself. But it was that reason that you paused, the song that he was listening to was your favorite, The Rain Song by Led Zeppelin.
“This is the springtime of my loving-
The second season I am to know
You are the sunlight in my growing-
So little warmth I've felt before.
It isn't hard to feel me glowing-
I watched the fire that grew so low.” 
He sang out as he strummed along with the song. You knew you wanted to hear more, not believing that he was learning this song, your heart clenching at the gesture. But you felt like you were intruding, he clearly hadn’t meant for you to hear it like this. You walked up to him and gently placed your hand on his shoulder, getting his attention. 
Eddie jumped when he felt your hand, thinking that he was alone. He pulled the headphones off his head quickly and looked up at you, a blush creeping to his cheeks at getting caught. “Hey baby, I wasn’t expecting you so soon.” 
“Yeah, we got done early, I’m sorry, I didn’t think you would mind. I- I didn’t mean to interrupt you.” You said quickly. 
“No, it’s okay dolly. I was just hoping to surprise you at the show next week.” He said with a shy chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck anxiously.   
You sat next to him, turned to him so you could see him fully. “Will you play it for me? Please?” 
Eddie looked slightly surprised at your request, the blush on his cheeks deepened  a bit as he wetted his lips nervously, “Yeah I can do that sweetheart.” He said softly. He turned to you so you were both facing each other now, he looked up at you as he started playing again, picking up where he had left off. 
“It is the summer of my smiles-
Flee from me keepers of the gloom.
Speak to me only with your eyes
It is to you I give this tune.
Ain't so hard to recognize-
These things are clear to all from
Time to time. Ooooh…
 Talk talk-
I've felt the coldness of my winter
I never thought it would ever go
I cursed the gloom that set upon us...
But i know that I love you so”
Eddie looked into your eyes as he sang to you, trying to put as much emotion into the lyrics and his expression as he could.
“But I know that I love you so.
These are the seasons of emotion
 And like the winds they rise and fall
This is the wonder of devotion-
I see the torch we all must hold.
This is the mystery of the quotient-
Upon us all a little rain
Must fall, just a little rain?
Ooooh, yeah yeah yeah!”
You bit your lip when he finished the nearly 8 minute song, trying to keep your emotions back. Did he mean it? Or was it just because they were the lyrics to the song? You knew how you felt about Eddie, you knew it since the dance at least, if not longer, but you knew you loved him and you hoped that he felt the same way. Was this the confirmation?
“Do you-uhm- did you mean the lyrics Eddie?” You asked tentatively.  
You saw Eddie gulp, he searched your eyes for a moment before slowly nodding his head. “I love you Y/N L/N.” He said confidently. 
You felt the smile that broke out on your face as you reached out and cupped Eddies face, you pulled him to you in an emotional kiss, pulling back after a few moments breathlessly, “I love you too Eddie Munson.” You watched him beam up at you before your lips were on each other again.
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forevfangirlwrites · 2 years
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just how about a how to handle the fame and the apologies: I imagine that annabeth as intentional as she is will forget something that really counts for Percy as a date or something like that because of her job and that she will try to be forgiven and reassure Percy about his insecurities because she knows she really fucked up (maybe even if he trusts her he is always afraid that she will find something better than him, especially at his job and the idea that she has forgotten it really scares him)
It’s not their anniversary.
But it is the day Annabeth Chase walked into Cali’s Café and ordered a caramel macchiato. She doesn’t know this, but he does (he may have memorized the date…for the memoir’s sake, of course) because it still hits him every now and them that this is his life.
He’s prepared a dinner (just a small little thing with three courses and fresh flowers and candles and okay so maybe it’s not that small) for the occasion. Annabeth is supposed to be home any second now, so he rushes to set up the plates.
Deciding to leave the bottle of wine for when she shows up, he checks up on the pasta (that she loves so much) to make sure everything is ready.
The clock on the microwave reads 6:56 and she should be home around 7. (He even checks his phone to make sure).
Annabeth is aware that he’s setting up a date night (though she doesn’t know why or what it is) and he hopes she’ll be surprised.
He’s set up a candlelit dinner to differentiate it from their normal meals, complete with the mood lighting and ambiance.
It’s 7:03 and he can’t help but stare towards the door. She’s more likely to get in at 7:15 anyway, but he finished earlier than he thought and waiting is hard, especially if you’re waiting on a reaction.
So he starts to scroll through his phone. His guilty pleasure has become scrolling through the #percabeth tag on different social media. It’s mostly positive comments about how cute they are, calling out posts they’ve made with each other and even the occasional paparazzi pic.
It’s a slippery slope, though, and he always stops himself before he starts to get too in his head about it all. (Which, when it comes to Annabeth, he is very prone to doing). Exiting out of the app, he checks the time again.
7:32
She’s still not home, but it’s not unusual. Sometimes she runs late because someone pulled her into something, or she had to avoid paparazzi. He checks his texts (‘cause she usually texts him if she can) but there’s nothing.
He lets out a sigh, impatient and excited for her to see all this. He sends her a text.
Hey, when will you be home?
Staring at the words is unproductive so he opens up YouTube instead, hoping to distract himself as he waits.
One video about baking fluffy scones later and he’s back to waiting. It’s 7:53 and Annabeth is still not home. She also still hasn’t answered his text.
The small sense of worry that he’s been brushing aside becomes unavoidable now. It’s been an hour and he’s heard nothing. (Which isn’t that long, he tries to reason with himself).
He sends a follow-up text.
Is everything okay?
If he did actually have the cool indifference of New York subway rider, then maybe he’d be okay. But he cares. He cares a lot.
It’s been two years after all, one since he moved in. He’s officially knee-deep into this.
The thought causes him to freeze. Two years ago today he’d met Annabeth Chase for the first time and made a fool of himself. And now…
Now he’s making her dinner.
Well, made her dinner, that she still hasn’t shown up to. Frowning, he checks his phone again.
Nothing.
If he was rational (and patient) he’d wait longer. But it’s 8:02 and he decides to just call her. it rings.
And rings.
And rings again until it hits her voicemail.
He hangs up with a sigh, the worry building even more. Especially with who she is, anything could have—
Another thought strikes him.
Who she is… is a famous actress…with a bodyguard.
He texts Frank.
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heliumcake · 2 years
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a little hopeful. And that would hurt him so much, because even if he still doesn’t think Mike could love him back, there would be that ‘but what if’ that can drive you crazy. so besides him fixing Mike and El’s relationship because he loves them, he wants them to be happy and he thinks this is what they want, I wonder if he might see it as a safety net, too, because, like he said, sometimes it’s better to know for sure it can’t happen, instead of hoping and getting hurt again and again (2/2)
yeah i think you are right, and you make a really good point about will not wanting to get his hopes up. like i think what’s happening is that will has been scared of losing mike for a while now, but every time he loses him he can’t help but to remain a little hopeful.
it starts in s3 when mike stops hanging out with the party too much and is always worried about el and completely focused on her. will gets jealous, but still trusts that things can go back to the way they were, that his relationship with mike would too (he also believes mike holds the party together. if mike’s not there, everything falls apart). so he keeps insisting that they play dnd until they have that fight and he realizes mike is “growing up”, that they are growing apart, and that no matter how much he might want to, he can’t stop it.
then they move to cali. even though will is still scared he lost him and is that same fear that doesn’t let him reach out, he hopes that there’s still a chance. he can’t give up on mike. so he makes a painting for him and waits for him excitedly at the airport. and then mike gets there and completely ignores him. i believe will doesn’t know mike has gone back to playing dnd and that he’s changed (or rather that he decided he didn’t want to or had to change, “grow up”, so he embraced his interests and identity as a “freak”). as far as he knows mike is still the same way he was in s3. so he loses that hope again, only to get it back when they have the heart to heart, which is why will decides to take the painting with him.
i think at some point during the trip and seeing that mike still worried about el and their relationship and nothing seemed to have really changed will probably decided that he couldn’t keep getting his hopes up like this anymore. i don’t think he ever believed he would like stand a chance romantically? but more like he wishes and hopes things could go back to how they used to when it was just the original party. from his perspective it probably looks as if mike just completely moved on from all that and from him though, and the fact that he doesn’t really know what happened during his fight with el helps in supporting this theory. truth is, will doesn’t know much about what goes on in mike’s and el’s relationship at all. he truly believes they love each other. and because will does still care about mike and cares about el, when he decides to give him that painting he’s giving up on whatever hope he had left for good. because he thinks his feelings can only get to mike if they came from el. like he’s scared mike might not appreciate it otherwise.
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mccarthawrites · 1 year
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Can You Marry Us Over the Phone?
Relationship: Jake “Hangman” Seresin/OC!Carter
Rating: General Audiences
Summary: Jake and Carter call her best friend Mykie, and ask them to marry them over the phone.
Author’s Note: Inspired by a real phone call I got from my best friends asking me to marry them over the phone. Yes, I am ordained.
Words: 761
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Mykie sat in bed mindlessly watching Criminal Minds when their phone rang. Confused and concerned to be getting a call so late, they grabbed their phone to see it was a call from their best friend’s boyfriend, Jake.
“Is Carter okay? What’s wrong?” Mykie asked, picking up immediately and panicked. The sound of their best friend laughing in the background made them calm down. “Why are you calling me, Seresin? Do you know what time it is?”
“Told you to text them that it wasn’t an emergency.” Carter’s voice put Mykie at ease.
“Did we wake you?” Jake asked.
“I’m an insomniac so no. What do you need to be said over the phone that couldn’t be texted? Put my girl on.”
“Wait. Hold on, I have a question for you.” Jake told them.
“Which is?”
“Carter said you’re ordained. So can you marry us over the phone?” Jake asked. The silence lasted a bit too long. “Myke?”
“Y’all got engaged and didn’t even bother to mention it?” Mykie asked, sounding betrayed.
“Give me the phone.” Carter snatched the phone from Jake. “Hey, Myke.”
“Are you engaged? Tell me that he went all out and-”
“We’re not engaged- well not officially. There’s no ring or anything. We were just talking and he got a little too excited when I mentioned you could marry us.” Carter explained. “How are you?”
“Wait, but you guys are getting married or not? I am so confused.”
“Put it on speaker.” Jake grabbed the phone. “So can you marry us over the phone or not?”
“Legally? I don’t think so. But wait- so you haven’t proposed?”
“Not officially. No. Does that matter?”
“Does it matter?” Mykie asked. “Does it fucking matter? Of course, it matters. Carter deserves the best most amazing most beautiful proposal and you better give it to her.” Carter laughed. “But no I cannot legally marry you over the phone.”
“When we do get married, can you officiate?” Carter asked.
“Yes! I specifically got ordained to marry my best friends. Wait- are you guys getting married in Cali?”
“Or Texas.” Jake proposed.
“We don’t know yet. Why?” Carter asked.
“Ordination and officiating marriages is a shit show in the country depending on the state. I’d have to get the right paperwork for the state. I’m only good to go in New York.” Mykie explained.
“We’ve got plenty of time to figure that out, right?” Jake asked.
“I guess. So was this the marriage is on the table talk or the I can’t live without you talk?” Mykie asked.
“I am crazy about your best friend and I want to spend the rest of my life with her because I’m in love.” Jake explained.
“You’re so lame.” Mykie teased.
“Yeah, he’s a dork. We miss you. When are you going to come visit?” Carter asked.
“You know if you invited me I could be on the next plane in the morning.” Mykie replied.
“So why don’t you?” Jake asked.
“If you’re joking you better let me know because I just turned on my laptop to look at flights.”
“You might be able to watch Jake and his friends play dogfight football on the beach.”
“What the hell is that?” Mykie asked.
“They all get shirtless and roughhouse in the sand.” Carter replied. “It’s quite a sight.
“Say less. I’ll be there in the morning.” Mykie laughed. “How about I show up sometime next week say- Thursday? I stay for the weekend and fly home Monday?”
“You can stay longer than that. It’s why we have the guest room.” Carter replied.
“Don’t tempt me or I’ll just move in.” Mykie teased.
“Why the hell not?” Jake asked.
“Nah. You and I would clash if we spend too much time together, Jakey.”
“It’s getting late and Jakey has an early training flight, so we’ve gotta let you go, Myke.” Carter explained.
“Okay. Congrats on not being officially engaged. I’ll find out what I need to do to marry y’all in Cali or- Texas. See you next week.”
“Have a goodnight, Mykie.”
“You too. Next time text me so I don’t panic.”
“That’s what I told him.” Carter laughed.
“I’ll see you too next week.”
“Text me the flight details so we can pick you up from the airport.”
“Sir, yessir.” Mykie teased. After the phone call ended, Jake looked at Carter.
“What?” Carter asked.
“I just love Mykie and I hope they get to marry us.” Jake replied. Carter laughed.
“They will. Mykie will do everything in their power to marry us. I promise you that.”
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hongism · 2 years
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UM CALY!!!?!!?
MOC46AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHSUSUAJSJSJSJWNNSNSJAKWKWKAKKSNSNXNJXIAIWIWISJSJKAKAMZNSJWIQKMANXJSUWIWJJDEaaUNAHUABAHVAUJAINIKOSMNWJWJNSUBSBGSBUSNUEMI
SORRY BUT YOU KINDA HAD THAT ONE COMING 😭😭😭 ABSOLUTELY DISCOMBOBULATED AFTER READING THIS CHAPTER I JUST HAD TO *SMASHES HEAD INTO KEYBOARD*
as a hongjoong x mc enjoyer from the start, i hope you know i’ll never fully recover from this AHAHA but before coming to the part that we as a society should and will never move on from, i have to say you really never ever fail to step up your game my beloved 🥹
“I’ve gathered as much, yes. That I’m apparently able to put my hand through someone’s chest and rip their heart out if I so desire.”
“And I’m the Siren Iboun who can kill Sirens in the Dreamscape.” Wooyoung barks out a laugh as though he’s told the funniest joke imaginable.”
this scene made me cry-laughed bc my heart aches for both of them so much. i cant fathom feeling so alone and hopeless for the longest time, then meeting the one person that gets you just for them to forget about you completely. and as mc or wooyoung mentioned in the previous chapter, imagine how much pain you have to go through to choose erasing your memory completely. im so glad they got reunited and mc is starting to remember things and they’re so cute i just 🥹🥹🥹
“I still kinda want to punch you in the neck though. Several times. With a steel pipe.”
“Don’t threaten me with a good time, little lady!”
“And yet somehow I don’t want you dead.”
i dont wanna say that they’re cute but like THIS MOMENT RIGHT HERE when they seem to just temporarily go back to the good old times… obviously jisung deserves whatever is coming for him and nothing can justify his actions but he reminds me of taylor swift’s ‘don’t blame me’ - specifically the part that goes “don’t blame me, love made me crazy”, and its sort of sad…. (but fr if moc is ever made into a film you can sure as hell expect me to make those tiktok edits LMAO the things i do for moc…)
Except when he lifts the gun, you find its aim pointed at your head rather than Jisung’s.
you know i’ll probably spend every living moment until the next chapter comes out just wondering what will happen next right?….. please omg he can’t do this it’s probably hyunwoo’s ass again i hope he trips and drowns in his own bs akskskwk
You watch with a careful gaze as he cups his free hand over the end of the thin tube and presses the lighter close. A small huff of opaque smoke clouds up around his face after the first puff.
wtf the noise i made when i read this LMAOOO just when i thought i’ve seen everything, he had to do this??? how can one POSSIBLY become any hotter????? i’ll just casually daydream about this moment forever.
“That you’re mine.”
👹👹👹👹👹👹👹👹👹👹 THATS IT IM LEAVING
“I don’t see why that’s necessary at all,” you start to protest, but the words fall on deaf ears as that coat you were analyzing seconds earlier starts getting pulled from the captain’s form without further ado. You look away in a panic, jerking your head so far to the side that it makes your neck hurt some. “Truly, this is far from necessary, Captain.”
UGH i could quote so many other parts (or might as well just quote everything tbh) but this start to the whole sexual tension scratches my brain in the best way, truly. anything i imagined happening between these two, you just made it 1000 times better. this might as well trump every other smut scene i’ve ever read AND THERES NO ACTUAL SMUT?? 😭 just know i’ll never recover miss caly, never…. unlesssss you get them to actually do the devils tango AKSKSKSKSK ily i can’t wait for ur work <3 — 🌊
DIFJAIWEOJFAIOWEFA IM SCREAMIGORJGOEI BESTIE!!! UR KEYSMASH IS SO LONG IT BROKE THE ASKBOX IM LAUGHIGN
as a hongjoong x mc enjoyer from the start, i hope you know i’ll never fully recover from this AHAHA but before coming to the part that we as a society should and will never move on from, i have to say you really never ever fail to step up your game my beloved 🥹
THANK YOUUUUU 😭😭😭😭 i try my best to always improve to the point where im like omg isnt this too much? i feel like in a lot of ways i cant OUTDO MYSELF ANYMORE THAN THIS IT WOULD JUST BE TOO MUCH!
this scene made me cry-laughed bc my heart aches for both of them so much. i cant fathom feeling so alone and hopeless for the longest time, then meeting the one person that gets you just for them to forget about you completely. and as mc or wooyoung mentioned in the previous chapter, imagine how much pain you have to go through to choose erasing your memory completely. im so glad they got reunited and mc is starting to remember things and they’re so cute i just 🥹🥹🥹
i really adore them so very much and i think they have something so innately special together, and something that has been touched on briefly is the fact that seonghwa has been present for both of them but it still isn’t the same as what wooyoung and mc have 🥲🥲
i dont wanna say that they’re cute but like THIS MOMENT RIGHT HERE when they seem to just temporarily go back to the good old times… obviously jisung deserves whatever is coming for him and nothing can justify his actions but he reminds me of taylor swift’s ‘don’t blame me’ - specifically the part that goes “don’t blame me, love made me crazy”, and its sort of sad…. (but fr if moc is ever made into a film you can sure as hell expect me to make those tiktok edits LMAO the things i do for moc…)
PLSSSSS im glad it read well bc i was worried it would read too much as a redemption when i was trying to be like !!! this isn’t redemption !!! and it is absolutely bittersweet in so many ways and it’s so deeply... difficult to traverse but that’s what makes it so !!! fun to read and enjoyable to debate!!!
you know i’ll probably spend every living moment until the next chapter comes out just wondering what will happen next right?….. please omg he can’t do this it’s probably hyunwoo’s ass again i hope he trips and drowns in his own bs akskskwk
FKJEHKLFHWLUIEHFW PLEASE 😭
wtf the noise i made when i read this LMAOOO just when i thought i’ve seen everything, he had to do this??? how can one POSSIBLY become any hotter????? i’ll just casually daydream about this moment forever.
EIOJFOWIJFWOIEFW look how do you think i felt... WRITING IT... i was falling apart fr i won’t lie...
👹👹👹👹👹👹👹👹👹👹 THATS IT IM LEAVING
THIS HAS ME IN LITERALLYIJRIOJAIOJERFIOAWJEF TEARS BESTIE I CANTUIHSDFHWIUEF PELASE THE OFWOIFJWEIOFJO BREATHE BESTIE BREATHE!
UGH i could quote so many other parts (or might as well just quote everything tbh) but this start to the whole sexual tension scratches my brain in the best way, truly. anything i imagined happening between these two, you just made it 1000 times better. this might as well trump every other smut scene i’ve ever read AND THERES NO ACTUAL SMUT?? 😭 just know i’ll never recover miss caly, never…. unlesssss you get them to actually do the devils tango AKSKSKSKSK ily i can’t wait for ur work <3 — 🌊
brain scratching i do love to see it !! just hearing that its BETTER THAN SMUT WITH NO ACTUAL SMUT SLDKFJSLKDFJ THAT’S SUCH A COMPLIMENT AND ALSO SO INSANE TO ME THANK YOU???? we’ll have to wait and see what happens and how it all plays out though 😼
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Ninety Three.
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Staring off while the kids played outside, just watching my brothers with my kids and Junior in his little paddling pool. He looks cute bless him, least he sits up on his own, but Rajad is sat in the paddling pool with him, my kids are ever so happy in Barbados, and I love that. We have been here for a month now, it’s literally just been home school and fun for them, but I’ve been working at home but I’m having to make the journey back to LA and I’m unsure if I want to take the kids or leave them here. We have finally, well I mean I have finally got the home I wanted. Nine bedrooms and hopefully my forever home, it’s bittersweet because I would have stayed at the home Chris and I bought first time, but I can’t stand it and the home was mainly bought because we were new parents, just one child and we have more now so it’s nice to get more space, the home was smaller for Chris, he likes it like that, but this home is huge. I can host better there, I can let them stay like I do in New York, but I am happy for the move to Cali, I think I’m going to prepare the house, the kids school. Maybe leaving them here will be best but I don’t want to go, once I go there I really have to think of divorce and I’m not ready, but I said it, Chris has been quiet, or should I say I have been. I’ve stayed away from social media, literally a whole month without it, I’ve not spoken to anyone really. Just checked on my companies, spoke to Chris because of the kids and that’s it, he’s been quiet because of work and so am I but I just need to get back into it. I think I will visit my dad’ grave and then prepare to go back, do some work and prepare the house for my kids. It’s exciting but whatever, I’m doing it for them. I’m still trying to figure out where this secret baby is coming from because it sure ain’t my pussy, it scares me now, I can’t have any more kids. Mentally I can’t, I have been through too much to be doing that, I just can’t. The thought of it makes me sick to my stomach and I am not even joking, I can’t and will not have anymore. I have enough, why is god doing this. I’m going to protect myself and my peace too when I get back to LA, I won’t be even taking my son LA with me. My mother will be fine with them, she’s strict but she will do the job I will speak to her now actually “mommy” I spat, I just saw her walk by “yes baby she abruptly stopped and came over to me “I’m going to Cali, can you take care of the kids including Junior for a week, just a week. I need to go there and deal with the home and some stuff” my mother nodded her head “but what about you and Chris, I’m sorry but this looks so weird, the both of you just living separate lives” I shrugged “that is between me and Chris, sorry mom but I need to protect my peace with everyone I know it looks like we have split but once I know I will tell you” my mother isn’t happy but I prefer to keep this to myself; it’s my issue not anyone else’s.
Being on the jet alone really sucks ass, nobody to talk too but I will be seeing my team as soon as I land which I have missed them so much, I have missed all the jokes and laughs. Also I am child free so I can generally do what I like, maybe go out clubbing. My notification popped up; Chris has posted. He hasn’t actually posted in so long, so I am shocked he has, I’ve been quiet and so as he, we both been quiet but speak when we need to do for the kids and that’s it. Tapping on the notification and waited for it to load, I gasped as soon as it loaded, I didn’t expect to see my face. That is a shock, I had to double check it was his page, and it did say chrisbrownofficial, it does and it’s a picture of me, we was on a date here at the restaurant and he took this picture, I remember how annoyed I got because he put flash on but my eyes; they look nice here, I do look nice here. Scrolling down to the caption ‘How did she marry a goofy nigga like me! I love you Robyn, the strongest woman I know’ this is so random, I wasn’t expect this. Liking the post and then adding my own comment ‘I was blind🙂’ pressing send laughing to myself, that is so random from him and after all this time too and of course he calls as soon as “hey” answering the call “you good?” He asked “I am, you?” Frowning a little “you coming to Cali?” He must have spoken to the kids “yeah, its about time I show my face. Life goes on, you know. Kids need stability and a home so I’m coming back” I said “please don’t do this Robyn, I am begging you. Please don’t, you haven’t even seen things, I beg you. Please don’t, I do love you. I’ve been trying, let Tina show you, I am begging you. Ask Jay Brown” I am not even thinking of that currently, I mean I should but let him sweat “well I am here for work Chris, I need to sort the home out. I have bought the nine bedroom home so I’m coming to sort the school out for the girls and then yeah” I drifted off “you haven’t even watched anything; I’ve been quiet working hard on everything. All I want is for us to be a family again, I really do. I did these interviews, please don’t do this” I did want to make him sweat but he’s having a mental breakdown “Chris, listen to what I said. I’m coming there for a week to get the house ready and get the kids school done. Just relax and I’m working, I’ll check out everything. I just needed some zen, some peace. Everything has been hectic, so I closed off from social media, that’s it. I needed time, just relax” he is panicking “shall I pick you up from the airport?” I laughed “it’s ok, Tina is coming. I need to sell that home too but don’t worry about it, I’ll listen to everything” he breathed out “I called the girls and they said mom has gone to Cali I just got scared, I’ll meet you” he wants to meet me now “I have things on but I will, on a day. I’m going to have a sleep and I will speak soon” he is going to want to see me now “ok, ok. Talk soon” he disconnected the call.
Hugging Tina close “so good to see you back Robyn” she said “thank you, good to be back” it’s back to work for me “I’m so sorry about your dad” poking my lips out “stop it, it’s life. Let’s just get in the SUV, we have a lot to catch up on things don’t we” walking towards the SUV, getting inside and Rich closed the door behind me. I took in a deep breath because it’s a lot, a lot has happened and things have been said and done, it’s just things I need to deal with, it’s not easy to lost my dad, I can’t even. I miss him so much “I have missed you so much, I’m so excited about the new house too girl!” I chuckled “yeah, I know. I’m happy, it’s nice and big. The home we bought we had one child. It was nice, cute so it’s about time we upgrade to this. But since I’m not back on the work vibe, update on what Chris has been doing. He said I am ignoring him; he’s been doing all these things so please. Talk to me” Tina laughed “funny you said that, when you messaged me to say find out what he’s been up too so we can talk so yeah, how come you haven’t been checking up on him?” I sighed out “Tina I have been in a dark place, I just needed time to be out of the limelight, just have some peace, I was sick of seeing things about my marriage, about my kids, about that bitch, about my dad. I was sick, so I just closed myself off, Chris and I spoke but he’s been busy so have I, mentally for me anyways” I explained “well Chris has been very busy, I will tell you something he has been working hard to shame Nury” raising an eyebrow “he has an interview with Breakfast club and it was all pre-recorded and they said something like you made us come out of hours and he said yeah you had some random bitch here, something like that, he also had an interview with Angie, you want to watch?” nodding my head “go on then” I guess we can.
The breakfast club interview just ended “what you thinking?” I took in a deep breath “he admitted to it” I said looking at Tina “he held his hands up and said it was him” Tina held the tablet out “this is Angie interview, I put it to where he spoke on you, I mean most of it is, but this part. I really liked this one. I felt like he wasn’t angry, or even uptight. He was angry with the breakfast club, you can tell he was” I had to laugh because me and Tina are just sat in the SUV watching these, pressing play “you really love Rihanna don’t you, I see those eyes twinkle, you get all giddy but on a real. We have been hearing all the gossip, all the things going on about you and this girl, what is happening with that Chris? I mean I can see while I sit here, you love your wife so what is it. Set the record straight now?” Chris licked his lips, Chris does look very laid back here, with the other one he was annoyed with them very much “things got taken out of proportion, I fully take blame for this, I take blame for allowing her into my life but in no way shape or form did I want sex with her, or anything like that. She was there, I admit she shouldn’t have been. Yes I did text things about Robyn, like she is picking on that day where she was mad with me and we didn’t, I text that. I honestly just thought Nury was cool people, I am trusting like that but I made a mistake and she ran with it, she said things about me that were untrue, I never wanted a relationship with her, I was never going to do that. All I wanted was a team of people that I could trust, that is all but it didn’t look good, and I upset my wife, I hurt her. And I fucked up, plain and simple I did” staring at his face intently, he looks so genuine here, like he isn’t acting like an ass like he does.
“So you know you have hurt and upset Rihanna, that must be a big blow for you and your marriage” he nodded his head “it is, I don’t like speaking about my marriage at all but since I put it out there this is what I have to do now, I have to fix it. At first I was denying it, I don’t know but you can hear the interview with Big Boy. I was putting the blame onto Nury and honestly I don’t want to sound like a dickhead, I don’t want to air out a female because I have three daughters of my own and going out of my way to call her these words is nasty, but it’s happened, she has upset my wife, my kids, me. I now had to air her out and it’s like a bitter thing, but I am done with it. This is the last time where I am speaking on this situation but in terms of my marriage with Robyn” he paused “we are taking it a day at a time, and I am giving her that space, but I am taking fault. I allowed her into my marriage. But I have nothing but love for Robyn, I mean I have known her since I was a teenager so yeah” he laughed “oh yeah she was an exchange student at your school? How did you feel when you met her, at that age?” Angie asked “I loved her when I laid my eyes on her, but I was being a cool dude just playing her off but really I just wanted to be with her” Angie cooed out “that is so crazy, life. I mean to fall in love at that age and then reconnect, wow. See this is more then this situation, you admitted your fault, you said you did wrong and that is big of you, but you admitted it, this is the point. I hope this is a lesson learnt for you Chris because there will be more girls around, as a woman myself I wouldn’t like my business being aired out, at all. Forget about the billionaire she is” Angie said “and I totally get that, I just want to put that out there, I want the world to know that I am not that cheat, I am not a bad guy, an idiot yes, but that is it” he said “and the rest is generally music, oh wait there is a part about the kids” Tina skipped “here” Tina said “can we just discuss how your eldest daughter has taken Rihanna’s face, I saw her and I was in shock” Chris laughed “I was never involved at all, what can I say. She is and acts like Robyn” Chris looks so cute, he really does “this is why I laughed about the sex part, I said I am sure they are on baby number seven. Couples have their off days, it’s allowed” Angie made me laugh there “oh man, this is what people need to understand, but whatever. I just have to laugh” he shrugged, Tina paused it “he’s been quiet ever since though” nodding my head “why couldn’t he be this when I asked” I said, he made life so hard and to see him admit fault, it’s like when I think of him he calls me “hello” I answered “hey, you want me to drive you around?” I laughed “and do what?” how random “I don’t know but you here on some mission, you want me too?” I blew out air “erm, how about meet me at the new house, I will message you the location” he can see it too I guess “you can come to the studio when you can?” oh I am getting invites now “I will look into that, will I hear the album if so?” he is always playing around “for you yes” I may go “right, meet at the new house. You can check it out, then you can go back to your apartment and lonely bed” I sniggered “not really, my bed is warm with your panties next to me” I groaned out “nigga, bye!” putting the phone down.
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dragonflylady77 · 8 months
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First Lines of 10 Fics Game
Rules: share the first lines of 10 of your most recent fanfics and then tag 10 people. If you have written fewer than 10 fics, don’t be shy and share anyways :)
I was tagged by the lovely @callieb this time around.
1. definitely better than being dead (on Ao3)
When Billy comes to, everything hurts. He keeps his eyes closed, even though the space around him feels dark, and slowly takes a tally of where it hurts: hands, sides, chest, back, feet too...
He listens to the noises in the room and the regular beeping of a machine close by tells him he’s in a hospital.
Huh.
This is new.
Neil never lets him go to the hospital, not unless he absolutely has to, like that time before they left Cali—no, not thinking about that.
2. Steve's pick (on Ao3) (Billy Hargrove Bingo)
“So you’ll do it?”
Steve sighed, wishing his shift would end already so he could go home and crash, instead of listening to whatever issue Dustin had had with Mike fucking Wheeler. Again. He looked at the clock. Half an hour to go. Wednesday afternoon shifts usually dragged but this one had to be the worst one ever.
“Steve? Are you even listening to me?”
“Yeah, yeah, Dustin, fine, whatever.” He rolled his eyes, never happier that the shop was currently deserted. He guessed that everyone was at the movies, catching the new releases. Lucky them.
“Steeeeeeeve!”
Henderson’s whiny voice pulled him back into the present.
“Oh my god, what? I’m at work, you know that right?”
“I am aware. But I also know there is no one there. It’s Wednesday, Steve. So will you tell Mike you agree we should let Max in the Party?”
Steve heard the bell chime when a customer walked in so he looked up and who the fuck was the sex god who’d just walked into Family Video?
3. finding peace together (on Ao3)
Then one day Steve shows up.
Because there's nothing keeping him in Hawkins anymore and he's had enough of the cold and the monsters and he always wanted to see the ocean.
And slowly Steve and Billy become friends. And Steve is absolute rubbish at surfing but it's okay because every time he falls off the board, it makes Billy laugh.
And Steve comes to realise that's his favourite sound. He can't wait to finish work every day and meet Billy at the beach. He lives to hear him cackle when he gets rolled by a wave.
4. a frankly ill-timed visit (on Ao3)
Steve stretches as he wakes up, arm reaching beside him to find the bed is cold. He knows it’s not very late by the way the sun doesn’t quite reach into the room yet. Billy always gets up so early, even when they’re up half the night making love to each other.
Steve yawns and stretches as he finishes waking up. His body is sore in that pleasurable way that says ‘I had a really good time last night’. He can smell the enticing aroma of fresh coffee and slowly realises that the noise he can hear coming from downstairs is actually voices.
Plural.
5. never fall for a straight guy (on Ao3)
Billy is browsing the movies in the Horror section at Family Video, trying to find something Max hasn’t seen yet, when he hears Harrington whisper from the counter.
“You deal with him.”
“Steve…” Buckley whines and Billy moves closer to the head of the aisle so he can hear better, while still pretending to be oblivious and looking at the titles.
“No, Rob. I can’t. Not after…” Harrington stops and Billy feels a pang in his chest.
6. Steve can't take it anymore (on Ao3)
"I've been waiting to meet this King Steve everyone has been telling me so much about."
There's blood on Billy's lip and Steve wants to wipe it off with his thumb.
"Get out"
He presses two fingers onto Billy's chest and gives a little shove. The skin is soft. And warm. So warm even though it's October and Billy's shirt is unbuttoned.
Billy stares, his tongue coming out to wipe his bottom lip, murder in his eyes.
Steve can't take it anymore. If the guy is gonna kill him, might as well give him a reason to. So Steve gives into the urge he's been fighting since he saw Billy in the carpark on that first day of school. Before he can second guess himself, he grabs both sides of the collar of Billy's shirt, pulls him close and plants his lips on the other guy's mouth.
7. wake me up (on Ao3)
"Billy?" Steve wipes the sleep from his eyes and tries to remember where he is. He feels really good but isn't sure why.
His boyfriend's muffled reply provides an answer.
8. we talked about this (on Ao3)
“Oh my god, pretty boy, just fucking do it already.”
Max freezes in her tracks in front of Billy's door, the juice in her cup sloshing from the sudden stop.
9. only the best (on Ao3)
"Munson!"
Steve looked up when he heard the familiar voice. Wasn't he supposed to be at work? "Billy?"
Sure enough, Billy was making his way through the trees to where Steve was sitting with Eddie Munson.
10. DELIGHTFUL (part of my Harringrove Micro Poems series on Ao3)
Daily loving casual touches getting bolder
Envying other couples who don’t need to hide
Languishing to be away from prying eyes
Wow.
I have more I'm working on , including fics for @billyhargrovebingo and the fic for the @harringrovezine and my @harringrovebigbang fic too!
Watch this space!!
no pressure tagging @discodeviant @spaceofentropy @thissortofsorcery @intothedysphoria @half-oz-eddie
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vent: moving back to ny
as for moving back to ny:
c for sure plays a bit into some of my thoughts, however i refuse to move for someone like that when i’m not even in a committed relationship with them.
it’s really a mix of things. i got my bachelors in may, which was the only reason i really didn’t consider going anywhere else for the past few years bc i really wanted to stick it out and finish college. now that i have that i can pretty much go anywhere.
i can’t stay here on the off chance that my friends decide not to move too. i don’t even know what cali is doing since i never see her but she could definitely move at any time. eli wants to move to another town and once they score a teaching job will definitely have to move anyways. they actually are thinking of moving to ny too which is cool. tabby is staying in boone and has sutton and i don’t want to leave her but i have to think abt my future 😭 the rent here is insane, legit i could pay what i am paying now for my place in upstate ny and have a super nice apartment rather this old and outdated building.
c offered to move in but i put up a solid boundary that i don’t want to live with someone unless i’m in love and dating that person to which she accepted that and didn’t pressure me or say anything weird. i really am giving it til next week to see if our changing relationship goes anywhere. but i am certainly not moving in with her unless we’re in a relationship. last night i was info dumping over a discord call about my favorite fanfic love trope (slowburn idiots/idiot friends to lovers) and she said “have you ever considered that we might be in that trope currently?” all coy and shit 😳 so i definitely have some confirmation that she wants to take this much slower. i’m hoping that in person has more clarifying communication and that expectations are made clear. i tend to jump the gun in matters of love so it’s definitely a change in my habits to embark on this. even with ally we starting dating ldr quickly after confirming we mutually liked each other. oof.
another main motivator is honestly the state and its laws. “don’t say gay” and a bunch of others recently got passed and it’s starting to feel unsafe. there are ofc a ton of queer ppl in the south but it’s getting really scary and extremists are getting more comfortable exhibiting their behavior in public spaces. things like abortion access are also becoming unavailable and things are changing in a dystopian way on top of the cost of living too.
weed is illegal here and we don’t even have medical use. the job market sucks and the minimum wage is 7.25. if i can get the job in NY i would also finally have good health insurance and it would be a lot easier to survive bc my medication cost is insane rn. new york is definitely expensive but once i have a job with an established flow of money i’ll be able to live in a moderately nice apartment. my dad offered to let me crash at his place while i wait for that to happen.
another is ofc friends and family. i deeply cherish my grandparents and they aren’t getting any younger 🙁 my nan also lives alone and i want to be there for her as much as possible. i might start trying to stay with her over some weekends or days i have off bc she has my catholic racist uncle and my mom as her main contacts so i think i’m required to hold down her sanity. also i know she gets really lonely. my other grandparents, i also want to see more. i’m thinking of seeing if i can join my grandmas book club or sewing club again.
and then ofc aja, maria, and deirdre. deers is in boston but that is a heck of a lot closer to upstate ny than north carolina. maria is still between bspa and the city. id also be able to see my cousin jake a ton more along with alena potentially moving closer to her og town.
idk if i want to stay in ny forever, i can always save up over time if i want to move far away again. the state job would hopefully let me save for grad school and after a year or two i can take a sabbatical to do the JET program and come back home to an actual stable job which would be great. idk if i’ll go to grad school in ny but i’d eventually like to end up (potentially) in syracuse.
cons of ny:
for sure the cost of living is high, however where i live now is insane and even a bit more expensive tbh.
i wouldn’t see my brother or mom or stepdad as often. (i rarely see them now tbh so i would definitely fly into charlotte airport whenever possible/air fare prices are low so i can hang with my brother). i wanted to stay in nc longer for the sake of my brother but i can’t keep putting my own happiness on the line when i’m barely home enough in the first place.
ofc my friends and how much i’d miss them
i go to so many concerts in nc it’s insane and i’ve noticed how inaccesible that was to me in ny. jake lives near philly tho so i’ve considered just going to a lot of concerts with him and crashing at his place a lot. he wants to move to the west coast eventually so that would suck but it still would be nice to see him more anyways.
i really love appalachia. the ability to drive 15-20 minutes to look at a literal mountainscape whenever i’m sad is truly a unique experience. it’s definitely my third space. so that will suck to lose. but i’ll be able to go up to the camp basically whenever i want so i feel like that’s a good deal.
i genuinely love some parts of nc so it does suck.
i’ve also never existed as an adult in ny, since i moved to nc immediately after graduating high school. so i’m honestly a bit terrified since to me what i once called home is like a foreign place to me now. which is kind of why i’m attracted to syracuse in a sense too, since i’ve actually never been there and i really like how lgbt friendly and progressive the city is. also the rent is cheaper than boone which is kind of hilarious. it all depends on where my state job ends up but i’ve also considered seeing if i could work for the university.
it’s a tough decision but it’s really feeling like the pros outweigh the cons.
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Jonathan Byers' Bogus Journey: Day 4
Read: Day 1 Day 2 Day 3 Read from the start on Ao3
Day 4: 08/17/1987
Syracuse, Kansas
We finally got back to Syracuse last night after the stupid stunt Steve pulled. We hid in the nearby woods until creepy guy gave up and moved on, and made our way to the rest stop once the coast was clear. We weren’t too far from town from what we could tell. We could have walked it in an hour or two maybe. But we got talking to a nice guy in the dingy diner we ate at and he offered to take us even though it was out of his way. We were really lucky to get here safely at all, no thanks to Steve. I can hardly talk to him without my barely constrained contained anger bubbling to the surface.
We had to spend the night in a crappy motel and wait until the tow company opened this morning. We were there first thing and got a truck out to the van in no time. I’m hoping we can get this fixed quickly and move on. Argyle’s birthday is the day after tomorrow so we only have a day left really to pull this off. I think we can do it if we drive non-stop like maniacs. I’m not a religious man, but if there is any god out there that can get me to Cali on time, I’m willing to convert.
“$800?! You’ve got to be kidding me?! There’s no way!”
“Look, I don’t know what to tell you, guy. It’s an aluminium radiator. That shit ain’t cheap. Plus, there’s the installation fee. If you boys have the money, I can have it all done by tomorrow morning. Let me know what you wanna do.”
“Come on. You gotta have an old one lying around?”
“’fraid not.”
$800!!! Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. FUUUUUUCK! There is no God!!!
“Hey Jonathan, you hearing this?”
“Yeah, I heard. How much have we got?”
“I got $84.”
“Eddie?”
“Um…let’s see. I have $15 and a bag of chump change in the van.”
“How much chump change?”
“I dunno, man. Like, a normal bag full.”
“What the fuck is a nor- you know what never mind. I have $100. Steve, please tell me you have money?”
“Yeah, come on, rich boy! Cough it up. I know your daddy must have given you a fat wad before you left.”
“Shut the fuck up, Hargrove! You don’t know shit!”
“Get outta my face, Harrington! Unless you want me to rearrange yours.”
“Whoa, whoa, easy, easy! I know we’re stressed but now is not the time. What have you got, Steve?”
“$250.”
“Jesus Christ!”
“We’re screwed. We are so fucking screwed. Now I’ll never get to Argyle!! This is exactly why I wanted to take Steve’s car in the first place! I hope you’re happy, assholes!”
“Geez, Byers, fucking relax. We’ll figure something out.”
“Oh, yeah? Like what?”
“I’ve got an idea! But Billy’s not going to like it.”
“What? I don’t like that look, fucker! Whatever it is, I’m not doing it.”
“But you look so good all oiled up in short shorts.”
“Munson, no.”
“Munson, yes.”
“Why can’t you fucking do it?!”
“Pfft, no one wants to see my scrawny ass on a pole, trust me.”
“Oh my god! Are we pimping Billy?!”
“No, Steeeve. We are not pimping Billy. He’s simply going to offer his services to this fine establishment.”
“A flyer for an all-male strip club? Were the fuck did you even find that?!”
“Irrelevant. Steve, you go supervise Billy.”
“Wait, I never agr-”
“Wait, this place is back in Garden city! That’s, like, an hour away!!”
“Then, we better get to hitchhiking, Harrington. I heard you’re real good at it.”
“Aww, fuck. Seriously?! And why are you suddenly onboard with all this?”
“Don’t worry, Stevie. Billy is much better equipped to protect you from any truckers with less than noble intentions than Byers here.”
“Tch, Jon, you told them! Unbelievable.”
“What about you and Byers? Doesn’t seem fair that me and Harrington have to do all the grunt work.”
“Myself and Jonnie here will go peddle some of my wares to the wayward folk of Syracuse.”
“Whatever. Maybe Garden city has some hot metalheads that don’t make their boyfriends sell their bodies for money that I could hook up with.”
“Baby, stop being so dramatic. We all know you do that shit for free anytime we’re in Boystown.”
“Fuck you. I’m outta here. Come on, Harrington.”
“Love you, too, sweetheart!”
“Uh, why do I have to go with you? You’ve never needed help dealing before.”
“We’re in unknown territory, Byers. You look shady and I look scary. Shit works better this way. It’s safer.”
“Gee, thanks. Well, you look shady and scary enough for the both of us? Why can’t you just do it and leave me out of it?”
“Oh Jonnie. Jonnie, Jonnie, Jonnie. Look, I’m doing you a favor here, man. Do you really want to go and watch Billy grinding on people? Yeah, didn’t think so. But if you really don’t want to come with me, I won’t make you, but I really could do with a lookout. You never know, right? Strength in numbers and all that.”
“Fine. But the minute shit starts to go sideways, you’ll get one warning shout and then I’m gone. You’ve fucked this trip up on me enough already, you’re not getting me arrested, too.”
“Eh, fair enough. I’ll take it.”
I can’t believe I’m saying this, but it turns out, going with Eddie to deal drugs to get money for the new radiator probably was for the best after all. The deals went off, surprisingly, without a hitch. Syracuse is a sleepy town, even in the shadier areas. There wasn’t much need for a lookout which was fine by me. I was a little concerned about the quantity of drugs Eddie was carrying. I thought he might have had a couple of ounces of weed or whatever, but he had heavier stuff on him, too. Thank whatever God is out there that we never got pulled over and searched on this trip. I’m not really familiar with the law but I’m sure he had enough on him to land us all behind bars for a long time. Still, we are rid of it and Eddie now has more than enough to cover the rest needed for the radiator.  
We ended up at a bar to wait it out until Billy and Steve got back and Eddie somehow managed to sweet-talk the owner into letting him play for the patrons. I’ve heard Eddie play with his band a few times back at the Hideout and he exclusively played heavy metal – really heavy metal. The type where you can hardly discern the lyrics from all the low growl/singing and wailing guitar drowning it out. I don’t mind it so much. It’s no Clash, but I kind of like it. Well, it’s growing on me. But it’s definitely not the type of music that would appeal to the people here at this bar. So, I was pleasantly surprised when Eddie pulled an old, beat-up acoustic out of the back of his van. I didn’t know Eddie knew anything much outside of metal. The Woody Guthrie, Johnny Cash, and Bob Dylan I get. But he even had Fleetwood Mac in there! Which, like, what the fuck. Eddie Munson likes Fleetwood Mac?! I did not see that coming! He’s got a good voice too now that I can hear it. He should do things like this more often back home. The bar flies here are really eating it up and I’m sure they would back in Hawkins, too. He knows his audience and what they want.
“Woo-hoo! Hey Byers! Take a look at this! Another 110 bucks!”
“Whoa, man. That’s great! That guy gave you 110 bucks for singing for an hour?!”
“Not exactly. I actually paid him in a few joints to let me perform. I made all this through tips. Drunk people sure are extra generous with their money.”
“Holy shit! We’ve more than enough for the repairs and then some. I guess it’s lucky you brought your guitar and drugs. Thanks, man. And I’m sorry I keep snapping at you. You really came through.”
“Not a problem, Byers. I figured we might’ve needed some extra cash in case of an emergency and came prepared. See, I am the responsible one of the group!”
“Huh, I guess so…Wait! Hold up! You prepared – meaning you knew you could get the money together for the radiator yourself.”
“Sure did.”
“Then, why on earth did you send Billy and Steve to that strip club?!”
“Easy. Stevie has to see what he’s missing out on.”
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The Infected | 02
Chapter 02
Candace moves quickly that’s why this stranger had to shoot her over and over again just to slow her movements that made Candace even more enraged. Since the door was barred from inside and out, my dad shot the door using his shotgun. Should have done that before if I knew that a shotgun bullet can break the bars.
For so long, I wanted to experience the feeling of being outside even though it’s only in our garden, but I never expected that I am going to feel the outside’s air while being chased by a monstrous cannibal. Good thing that we were able to escape from Candace and found ourselves in our garden. The events were still processing inside my head that I didn’t notice that my father was calling me out.
“Cali, are you okay?” He asked.
“Dad, what is that thing? And what was she talking about being my sister? I thought I was an only child? Did I live a life full of lies?!”
“Yes, she’s your sister”
I felt anger washed over me and at the same time, sadness for not being able to know that I have an elder sister.
“Why didn’t you tell me?!”
“Because she’s no longer the girl who we used to know. She’s infected.” he responded. I could see that my father was feeling sad and was hurting because of what happened to Candace or whatever the hell is that thing.
“Infected? What do you mean, dad?” I asked. I am starting to feel frustrated. “What is really happening outside? What are you hiding?! And why wouldn’t you tell me everything so I could be aware?!”
“I am concerned that you might get infected and turn into a monster too and I don’t want that to happen, so I chose to lock you inside the mansion and keep everything a secret to you,” he sighed then finally, he began explaining what’s going on outside. “The apocalypse happened 10 years ago…back then, your sister was still a human.”
I was twelve years old back then and I remembered having a tutor going to our mansion because I was homeschooled. That was the very last time my tutor taught me, and my dad never even bothered to tell me the reason. And if Candace was still human 10 years ago, why can’t I remember her? What’s happening? I just waited for my father to continue his explanation.
“Back then, we weren’t aware of the outbreak until we bumped into something on our way home. Candace said that she’d look at what we accidentally hit but as soon as she got out of the car, someone attacked and bit her,” he paused for a while and sighed. “Since I didn’t know that the one who bit her wasn’t normal anymore, I took her home and even tried to heal the wound. When nighttime came, Candace started to become aggressive, so I had to lock her inside the basement. At that time, a newsflash about a virus outbreak was announced on the television. That’s when we realized that she’s already infected.” I couldn’t believe my ears.
“If she’s already infected, then why didn’t you end her before she turned much worse?!” I asked. “You said it yourself. She’s no longer a human and she might infect me too if I was bitten by her.”
“She’s my daughter. I couldn’t,” he said. “And I don’t want the authorities to kill her so I decided to keep her down in the basement, hoping that she could be cured but things got out of hand. She used to be a low-cannibal and I didn’t expect that she’d evolve into a mid-cannibal”
“Because of your decision, I was almost bitten and turned into a monster! You put my life at risk!” I said. “And what are you talking about a low and a mid-cannibal? I don’t understand anything.”
The stranger who saved us piped in. “Low and mid-cannibal were two of the three types of the monstrous cannibals. The low ones couldn’t control themselves. They were being controlled by the plague inside their system. The middle ones were half-aggressive and half-human. They had human intelligence. They can act on their own, but they were triggered pretty easily. Last but not the least, the high cannibals. They were the masters of deceptions, and they were the types who had the highest intelligence. They could transform into something much more dangerous; they could also disguise themselves as a human. The most evil of the three.”
“I could not believe that humanity is facing this situation. Doesn't this only happen in the movies and books?”
“Apparently, not now,” he responded. “Humanity was almost wiped out and the remaining survivors colonized the sea.”
“Are you serious?! Humans colonized the sea?! How was that possible?!”
“Everything’s not impossible when you are desperate to survive and continue living,” he said. “Now, we have to get out of this mansion before she finds and devours us. I don’t have any weapon that could take a mid-cannibal down.”
“You should have escaped earlier,” we heard Candace say from behind us. She looked at us with her red cat eyes and smirked devilishly. “Found ya!” Her eyes and her vibes screamed danger. Her presence made me freeze because of the fear. My eyes were glued on her glowing red eyes, and I started drowning in it. When I didn’t react, she started walking towards me.
“What’s wrong, my little sister?” she started. “Aren’t you happy to see me?”
She was getting closer and closer and when she finally reached me, she lifted her hand and attempted to tilt my chin. Just then, I heard Jake’s shotgun – he shot Candace on her head but it didn’t seem to have any effect on her.
“Stay away from her, you monster!” Jake yelled at her as he kept on shooting her. His actions made Candace enraged. Her eyes glow red, and I could see her black veins becoming visible on her skin. Then she glared at Jake and screamed so loud that I had to cover my ears.
“I’m going to devour you, human!”
Candace began to charge towards Jake. Her nails suddenly grew into thick claws, and she tried to wound Jake by scratching him with it. Fortunately, Jake quickly jumped back, evading Candace’s attack. It made Candace even more enraged, and it made her act quicker so Jake wouldn’t be able to attack her.
“Run away while I keep her busy!” Jake suddenly yelled.
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queencvbra · 2 years
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sleep deprived s5 thoughts, mostly Tory centric of course but also things that stuck out to me for better or worse.
I did not like a lot about the first half of the season ngl. It felt ... messy? But not in the way things are usually messy on this show lol. The second half though DAMN it really picked up.
I’m so confused about the passage of time this season because first of all, there’s no way Silver got all these dojos up and operational in less than a month, so to me there has to be at least that long between the end of s4 and the start of s5, but the timing is so tight bc the tournament was at the end of the school year and a lot of things happen towards the beginning of summer. How long were Miguel, Johnny, and Robby in Mexico? No fucking idea but it had to be a couple of weeks, right? And then in the middle of the season I feel like there was another sort of time jump that kind of?? Flew too much under the radar?? Like it’s obvious more time passes but they don’t make it clear how much.
The Johnny and Robby interactions in Mexico were the best thing about the first half of the season, full stop.
Tory got like 30 seconds to smile and be happy and then the rest of the season was her being put through hell nonstop. I have a lot of mixed feelings about it. I mean it’s basically what I did to her all of February this year so I can’t say it’s too much but they really could not give my girl a break and seeing her go through a lot of this shit was rough.
They did validate my Soft Girl Tory headcanons though so I’m living for that. Sensei Kim uses that against her because of course.
I have a lot of thoughts about the waterpark. I feel like they really tried to rush through the conflict between Tory and Robby about her still being in Cobra Kai too fast. Like, he shows up, they’re happy and cute and then a minute later out of nowhere he’s like “you need to leave Cobra Kai” and Tory is ????? It just felt like they tried to force the tension there too fast, it would have made more sense for that conversation to happen after the first (almost) fight between the dojos since that did spark a little tension about Kenny, too. Which y’all know I love the nervous karate parent energy so I wasn’t mad about it and them basically fighting over custody of their karate son sends me lmfao. I do like that those two were the ones trying to stop the fights most of the time though, even if they were kind of in an argument, she and Robby still supported each other in that, and it’s the first time we can see Tory’s really starting to move away from the Cobra Kai mentality or trying to on an internal basis post-tournament, though she isn’t always the best at executing that in practice. Also this whole thing about them breaking up because of Cobra Kai and then getting back together later is exactly what Cali and I did with them, just with the roles reversed so I’m waiting for my money in the mail. No joke a lot of the things that Tory said to him were almost verbatim things that Cali’s Robby said to my Tory back when we were breaking them up.
Love that I got HawkTory sibling rivalry bits at the waterpark I will hold on to those snarky little interactions with my LIFE. Also the fact that they raced each other, yeah that feels right lmfaoooo
Kyler trying to be the “King Cobra” now lmao Tory says no thanks Kuckler
Also do not like how they treated Hawk this season for the most part like??????
Tory getting triggered by being called a cheater :’)
Kenny has gone full bully this season and while I think yeah they were right to lean into that, they also should have shown more conflict in him at least in the first half where he’s still processing Robby leaving and the fact that one of the people he trusted most now has now turned against him and their dojo. I think after what they’ve been through, Robby’s word should matter more to Kenny.
Love Sam’s little arc of finding herself and finally admitting that she wasn’t okay. Sam and Miiguel having their “besties” era but still being obviously into each other made me like them a little more as a ship but that shit at the party felt so ... unnecessary?? I do like that we got a moment of maturity from Sam about it though and it shows how far she’s come this season but I think there were better ways to do that. It felt ooc for Miguel to do that too imo, like I get it was meant to be a parallel to when Tory saw him kiss Sam and showing how differently Sam reacted because of how different her relationship with Miguel is compared to how Tory’s relationship with Miguel was, but the thing is that was a drunken kiss between two people with a lot of feelings for each other after a ton of mutual pining and this one was just???? So fucking random???? And stupid lmao??? If the implication is that Miguel wants to try to get back with Sam when she’s ready then wHY have him do this other than more unnecessary couple drama???
The fucking octopus necklace runner stole my heart though that was so cute and then sad and then cute again and then sad again and then, finally, cute once more. And honestly I think in spite of that little weird drama at the end of the season I’m behind them again.
In general I feel like it was good for the older teens to have a break from the romance drama and figure some shit out for themselves, and I do like that both of the couples did get back together at the end bc really I feel like they’re all in better places now and also I just want to see all of my babies on the show happy, sue me. Now let’s never have pointless romance drama again please dear god.
They keep making Johnny look stupid as hell and I hate it. Also the whole pregnancy storyline is random and does not need to be there. Really it’s a fucking slap in the face to Robby and the fact that they write him as being immediately happy about it doesn’t?? Feel right to me??? Johnny readily admitting things like “yeah I didn’t even go to one of Robby’s appointments” and we watch him do EVERYTHING for this baby when it took him almost 18 years to show up for the son that he’s always had???? They either treat Johnny like a first time dad or have him directly contrast his behavior to how he was with Robby and it doesn’t show the “growth” that they wanted it to show, it just makes him look like more like an asshole and frankly Robby deserves better from this show than being treated like those 18 years of neglect didn’t fucking happen.
Daniel went through so much this season oh my fucking god. Cali and I were right, they really spent most of this season torturing Daniel and Tory alsfdlfdkjs
I loved the Mike Barnes twist it was so damn out of pocket lmfaoooooo and then later he acts like a fucking serial killer and I’m here for unhinged Barney the Karatesaur.
Loved Tory and Devon bonding over their moms and Tory trying to get Devon to stay away from Cobra Kai. I know the circumstances are different in the show but that’s one thing I feel like is also particularly accurate to my Tory because she’s always trying to get people to get away from that place but hasn’t really been able to explain why to anyone because of all the shame she holds.
Tory’s win playing a big part of Silver’s marketing of Cobra Kai and him showing her off to people, meaning more people join because of her and she feels guilty about it? Absolutely. Another thing I feel like is also super accurate to how I write Tory. She holds so much guilt about not coming forward and staying in CK as long as she did because if she would have exposed Silver earlier none of this would have happened.
Kreese manipulating Tory into staying in Cobra Kai so he can get back at Silver. Loved that. It shows that even if Kreese does care about Tory in his own way, he’s not above using her, and she’s starting to question him and realize that yeah, she’s still just a piece on the board between these two men. The fact that she goes to him multiple times practically BEGGING him to give her permission to stop this and to leave because it’s cost her everything that matters to her, but he keeps convincing her to stay and promising her that it’ll all be worth it and not for nothing, but THEN the bastard changes his mind the moment Daniel and Johnny piss him off?? Meaning that Tory went through all of this shit the past 2 months(?) and it doesn’t matter anymore?? What she went through doesn’t mean shit to him since his long game has been ruined??? What a fucking knife to the heart for her.
Tory being worried about Daniel even if we were robbed of direct interactions between them (I’m suing btw) and questioning Kreese because she feels like Daniel got hurt because of her sending those notes.
Yeah my stupid little gremlin brain ate up every single one of those tiny Tory and Robby moments when they were broken up. Tory asking Kreese to let her leave because she’s having to lie to “someone she cares about” and it shows Robby, then later Robby getting genuinely choked up telling Daniel about “some others that I care about in Cobra Kai too” and that that's why they need to stop CK. People accusing Tory of choosing Robby over Cobra Kai when her loyalty is in doubt. Robby being the first person to know something is wrong when Tory is late for the fight (and eventually doesn’t show at all). Robby showing up to Cobra Kai telling everyone he never should have left them behind there, though it feels like he’s trying to get that across to Kenny and Tory more. Silver getting everyone to say they will show Robby no mercy if he shows up there again but TORY WON’T FUCKING SAY IT. Robby instantly asking Tory about her injured hand before anything else when no one else noticed she was hurt except Sam, who saw it unwrapped earlier. Them making probation jokes and stupid little grins at each other!!! The way he stood by her in front of Silver!!! And then the reunion where they’re both like “yeah we should apologize to each other” but everyone’s emotionally exhausted and Tory’s like “nah maybe just kiss me rn” which yeah that’s them sfjfdskjlfdljk
That scene where they’re punishing Tory with the concrete and Kim is taunting Tory and she breaks down is so fucking important to me it deserves it’s own post, which will come later. This is also the first time we EVER see Tory shed tears in the show.
EVERYONE FINALLY SUPPORTING DANIEL AFTER FIVE SEASONS PLEASE DEAR GOD YES BELIEVE THIS MAN
AUNTIE JESSICA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AND SHE BACKED DANIEL’S STORY UP ABOUT SILVER TO AMANDA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The fact that Tory was having to fight with one hand during the finally wow bb
Kenny attempted Hawkicide and Robbycide and I genuinely screamed.
MIGUEL ROBBY AND HAWK ALL BEING BROS IM SORRY WHAT !?!? Love to see it but WHAT !?!?!?
Hawk and Robby deserved a chance to actually work out their shit too instead of Demetri Ex Machina being like “you were both assholes get over it” and now they’re suddenly both fine lol.
Feel like Sam and Robby also needed a chance to actually address some things before instantly being friends again. Genuinely I love their friendship so much but we should have gotten at least a little “sorry we kinda broke each others hearts huh” moment or something. Could have even been the same convo where she’s asking him to come talk to Daniel in his Miyagi intervention, but that would have given away the surprise of Robby showing up so I guess I get why they didn’t have a scene like that.
Robby hurt Miguel in a blind rage by accident in s2, Miguel actually stopped and thought about intentionally hurting Robby the same way and while he didn’t and it was an interesting character moment for them both, the two things are not comparable and I will physically fight anyone who tries to use this against Robby as a character. Fuck this fandom and it’s constant discourse around these two that insists on demonizing whoever they like least, same goes for the constant Sam and Tory discourse.
DANIEL FINALLY GOT TO PUT SILVER DOWN AND HE CRANE KICKED HIM AND MADE HIM LOOK LIKE A FUCKING LOSER I LOVE IT YES KING GO OFF END HIM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EVERYTHING I EVER WANTED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
-10 points bc we did not see Brandon, we only saw one glimpse of Tory’s mom’s hospital bed combined with one mention of her, and none of the family stuff they foreshadowed last season was relevant whatsoever. But I will give them two points back for visually showing me signs of Tory going through depression via her house and general appearance being a lot messier than the past two seasons.
Chozen is the MVP this season
Miguel’s dad needs to fucking DIE I said what I said
The teens really did act a lot more mature about some things over the course of the season and I’m proud of them.
I’ll scream about more things later if I think of them right now these are the things running through my sleep deprived brain
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Hi it’s missing your friends hours while you’re sick af from your first dose of vaccine & eating mozzarella sticks
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arduadastra · 3 years
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Giving Javier a handjob under the table at a gathering dinner thing
A/N: Oh, oh my LORD anon this is juicy and I have every intention of taking this way too far because once Javi enters my writing space he makes me FERAL (This man needs to be stopped and apparently all it takes is a well-placed hand) I took the liberty of this being a just them thing (Hope that's ok!)
Warnings: NSFW - NO MINORS (18+) Semi-public sex, HJ's, swearing, Javi in a button-down.
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You and Javi had been together exactly one year to the day and you had both decided to celebrate the occasion. Neither of you were big on anniversaries but Escobar was gone, the Cali cartel were finished and you had both just wanted to be together and enjoy being safe for the first time in…well…ever.
Choosing what to do had been a struggle though, neither of you wanting to spend too much money but also wanting to do something that meant you could be alone together. It felt like you had both been constantly around others and you needed the space. Eventually, after one too many arguments (Javi had put his foot down when you mentioned the mall and a movie) you decided on dinner.
You were both a bit clueless to the area, spending most of your time either on stakeouts out of the city or in the embassy so you had relied on Murphy’s recommendation for the restaurant and you had to say, the guy had good taste. It was quiet, not overly fancy but still had the atmosphere that meant dressing up was encouraged. It was cosy, exposed bricks and small lamps lighting the tables in a soft hue and when you sat down in the booth you couldn’t help but admire how the soft shadows danced across Javi’s face.
Your admiration certainly didn’t stop there. Javier had definitely pulled out all the stops for tonight and you were loving every second. He had chosen a dark suit with no tie, just a white shirt with the first few buttons left open that exposed his collarbone to your gaze. His suit jacket framed his broad shoulders deliciously and you could’ve outright moaned when he shrugged it off to roll his shirt sleeves up - that man knew all your buttons and he was damn well pushing them.
Javi cast you a knowing smirk as he picked up his menu and you watched as his large hands ran the length of the paper. His fingers tracing the edge of the menu much like he does on your skin and you feel the familiar heat flare-up in your gut. You weren't alone though, you knew you were having the same effect on him but he was just better at hiding it. You were wearing a dark red wrap dress that accentuated your hips, curves and ass, one of Javi’s favourite attributes of you, and you leant forward to show off a hint of a black lace bra.
He side-eyed you at that and you smirked, being partners with Javi long before you got together meant you could observe the man’s tells and from the flex of his jaw, you knew he was holding back. He loved red on you and he loved black lace too, you knew that. As you sat there and stared at the man in front of you, an idea crept into your head. How far would his resolve would go?
Making the man who fought drug traffickers on the streets and chased criminals across buildings while handling high-level negotiations without breaking a sweat crack would be a challenge. But you loved the idea of riling him up in such a public setting, the idea was too tempting.
You slid a hand onto his thigh, feigning ignorance as you pretended to read the menu in your hands whilst also making sure to rub slow circles just above his kneecap. His leg shifts under your ministrations and you slide it higher. He clears his throat.
Your hand stays when the waitress drops by to ask for your drinks order. As always Javi orders a whiskey and you order wine, loving the subtle hitch of Javi’s voice when you press your fingers into his inner thigh while he thanks the server. She walks away and he scowls at you, “What do you think you’re doing Hermosa?”
You shrug, fingers now trailing up his inseam and he clenches his thighs together, one hand dropping to clasp yours in a tight grip, “I said what are you doing?” You’re about to reply but then the waitress comes back with your drinks and Javi switches on his most charming smile and you can’t help but graze his crotch as he looks at the waitress, a small possessive side to you loving the widening of his eyes. You trail the spot, mapping it out under your fingers as she shamelessly flirts with him, a silent reminder of who he belongs to.
As she leaves, you lean into his ear, picking up your wineglass, your other hand remains preoccupied, “I’m having fun Javi, why? You think you can’t handle it?” You take a sip and squeeze slightly and Javi shuts his eyes, legs widening in silent acceptance.
Game on.
You drop your hand from his leg and let him settle, he exhales harshly and after a second brings the whiskey glass to his lips. You wait for him to take a sip before drifting your hand back up the outside of this thigh now and you see his jaw tick when he swallows. You lean across and place a gentle kiss on the tense spot before sliding your hand up and over, lingering on his crotch once more. Javi raises an eyebrow to you, a silent 'Is that all you've got?'
The next time you press, the waitress is back asking for your food order and while you give yours, under the table you’re playing with Javi’s slack button and you pop it open silently as he gives his. Your fingertips graze his boxers as you study his profile and while he doesn’t give anything away on his face, his clenched fist tells another story.
You finger the coarse hair just below the elastic and he manages a tense nod as the waitress asks him if he wanted fries. She seems annoyed by his lack of response and you revel in it. Javi doesn't dare look at you this time as she finally retreats, just takes a sip of his drink. You decide to do the same, the alcohol warming your body and leaving you feeling weightless in your actions. Your fingertips continue to slip just shy of his waistband before slipping over his boxers to cup him under his slacks.
Javi kicks his leg out, foot hitting the opposite table leg and he looks around, clearly seeing if anyone can see his compromising position, “Shit” he murmurs, “What if someone sees?”
You grin, “So what if they do Javi? Besides, it's pretty dark I think we’ll be okay” and with that, your hand begins a slow rhythm over his clothed cock and you hear a soft moan from the man beside you.
“Sssh Jav…”
He bites back a groan as your fingers slip against his warm skin again and delve lower, your fingers grazing his length as you sigh, “Only I get to hear those pretty sounds.” Javi nods frantically before realising the public nature of your acts and covers it by drinking again, seeming desperate in his gulps as he rolls his hips. Emboldened by his reaction, you softly wrap your hands around him and pull softly, knuckles rubbing against the inside of his zipper and you feel his hips buck again into your grip.
You take a moment to glance around and happy that no one can see what’s transpiring between the two of you, you look back at Javi’s face and you love what you see. His eyes have darkened significantly, pupils blown as you feel him harden further under the table and his bottom lip is swollen from his biting teeth. His usual golden-brown eyes are swimming in unbridled lust and as his tongue darts out to wet his lip, you can’t help but lean across and kiss him.
You keep it G rated, simply pressing your lips to his and relishing in the feel of his moustache against your lip. You slip your hand lower and start pumping him properly, swallowing his moans as you do. You lean back and look at his dishevelled face and continue, watching him white knuckle the table cloth beneath a clenched fist.
You kiss him again then against his lips you ask, “Think I can make you cum? Make you cum in front of everyone here with only the two of us knowing about the mess you’re gonna make all over yourself, baby?”
Javi pants, jaw slack and mouth open at your question. You take his silence as the opportunity to pull him totally free, exposing him to the warm air of the restaurant. Javi leans back and watches you, an intense stare you rarely see with your clothes on and you start moving in earnest. You slide towards him further, bracketing your bodies into the corner of the booth and you watch his pulse thrum under the tight skin of his neck.
You hasten the rhythm and his fingers slip against the wood where they grip the table, the other coming up to cover his mouth in a cough that sounds suspiciously like a groan as you thumb the head of his cock. Your thumb comes back slick and you use it to wet his shaft, now openly staring at Javi as he slowly falls apart under your hands…well hand.
You can tell he’s close through the frantic look in his eye, hesitant to release in such a public setting but you coax it out of him, running your lips against his neck and kissing him lightly as you say, “Come on Jav, cum for me, make a mess all under this fancy table.” and he does.
You've got to give the guy credit, he’s dead silent and you know how loud the man can be when he cums. He hunches slightly and gasps, chin tilted downwards as he watches himself release all over your fist and drip onto his pressed slacks. He squeezes his eyes shut, biting his tongue as you keep the pressure, knowing how sensitive he gets once he's cum. He opens his eyes, cheeks slightly pink in embarrassment and arousal and he sets his gaze on you.
It’s like the spell is broken and with that as he pushes your slick hand away and shoves himself back in, hips rising as he closes the zipper and button then grabs the napkin from his side, offering it to you with a raised brow, urgency clear on his face.
You notice the waitress just beginning to come over with the food and you offer Javi a wink before sticking your fingers in your mouth and sucking, popping your fingers clean with a smirk as the waitress comes over with the plates.
Javi is speechless.
You knew she must’ve seen something so you offer an apology as Javi still stares at you gobsmacked, “Sorry! Red wine gets everywhere sometimes and with these prices, I’m not wasting a drop!”
She laughs politely and set your food down as she begins to saunter away, pouting slightly when she notices Javi’s full attention is focused on you now rather than her backside.
You pick up your knife and fork and start eating, ignoring the shell shocked Javier at your side. He finally brings himself out of his stupor and grabs his plate, forcefully shovelling some pasta into his mouth before leaning across and hissing, "You've got five minutes to eat then we're leaving."
You frown, "But we just got here!"
Javi laughs darkly, "Oh we aren't leaving here cariño, just the table because after that stunt you just pulled? I'm taking you to that bathroom and fucking you, not in silence," He laughs again, "Fuck that. I'm going to make you moan for me so loudly that everyone in this god damn place will know exactly what you've been doing."
It's your turn to be stunned into silence.
"And then? We are coming right back here for dessert. I want everyone to know what a bad girl looks like after she's been thoroughly fucked."
He continues eating.
You stare at your food. Your pussy throbs at Javi's words and your head swims with the images he's presented. You hear him chide from beside you, "quedan cuatro minutos, mi amor..."
You've never eaten something so fast in your life.
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I dedicate this also to @rattlethe-stars because both of us are slaves to Javier Peña and we have no shame in admitting it.
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