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kennahjune · 4 months

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Teen Dad

Quite surprised there’s not a lot of these AUs considering how much Steve apparently sleeps around but anywho.

Teen Dad Steve who finds out one of the girls he’d slept with pre-Nancy is pregnant and he damn well intends on helping out however he can.

Turns out; helping means taking his son (his SON) and having full custody because the mom, no matter how much she wants to be involved, can’t take care of him.

Steve’s alright for the first 6 months of little Louie Harrington’s life.

But then his parents come home and shit hits the fan.

Which— fair enough. He was only 17 and already had a whole ass son, they were gonna freak out.

But kicking him AND aforementioned son out? With no where to go? No money? Barely a job?

That’s just fucked up.

But Steve makes do, and lives out of his car for no more than a month before finally landing his hands on a cheap trailer in Forest Hills.

He and Louie move in and sure, it’s rough. But he’s got a nice paying job at the Diner and yeah maybe he has to skip some classes to get extra money but it’s fine. It pays his bills and rent and that’s all that really matters.

It’s fine.

And then the second wave of Upside Down fuckery hits, and Steve’s suddenly in the hospital with a grade 4 concussion (whatever that means) and his top priority is to make sure someone is with Louie.

Enter Claudia Henderson, Dustin’s mom.

She takes care of Louie for as long as Steve is in the hospital and then some when Steve can’t be left unsupervised in case his head worsens.

And that’s how the Party is introduced to little Louie (as they all call him).

Steve’s stunned to find out that Mike and Lucas are so good with little kids, but the two of them love stopping by the Henderson’s (and later on the trailer) to see little Louie and offer to babysit for him whenever.

The other kids take a little bit of time to warm up to Louie (and the fact that Steve’s actually a parent) but when they do Steve never ceases to have at least one of them over.

And with all the racket brings in the attention of nosy neighbors.

Steve is well accustomed to nosy neighbors. Mr. and Mrs. Lincoln next door to his parents were always looking to snitch on him for something or other.

But Miss Bottomette and her grandchildren Noah and Casey were sweethearts. Steve didn’t mind having them over for dinner or going over there. Miss Bottomette was the one to teach him how to actually put his cooking skills to work.

Linda and Tom, a newly married couple down the road, were quite eccentric but that’s what made them charming. Steve found their dog, Dasher, quite the sweetheart.

And even Mr. Knowles, the grouchy old man next door to Miss Bottomette, seemed to take a liking to Steve and Louie.

It wasn’t long before the story behind the new boy in 2718 New Bird Ave was revealed: Teen Dad Kicked Out.

Then the whole town knew. And while most people were nice about it, even supportive of how he had taken a step into his child’s life, there were always those people who sneered.

Steve ignored them, loving the life he was working on making for himself and Louie in the trailer park.

The only neighbors he never seemed to meet, despite the looming presence, were the Munsons, right across the street.

Steve knew about the Munsons. Well— he knew about Eddie Munson; drug dealer who was on his second run of senior year. Steve actually shared a few classes with him.

He’d yet to meet the mysterious Wayne Munson, but that was to be expected with work schedules.

And then Steve was graduating, and his parents didn’t show up.

But that was totally fine. Cause the kids, Claudia, Joyce— even Hopper with El— were there. They held up little baby Louie while Steve walked the stage.

He’d heard rumors of Eddie Munson having to retake senior year for a third time— but he didn’t dwell on it for too long. Because sure, he missed more than his fair share of classes and scraped by with a C+ average.

But he did it.

And then summer hit, Dustin left for camp, and the mall opened up.

Steve picked up a job at Scoops Ahoy, cutting back on his hours at the Diner but still staying there because the money was needed and the tips were lovely.

And he meets Robin Buckley, and actually talks to Eddie Munson every once in a while when he stops in with his band, and lets the kids sneak into the movies because he’ll be damned if he robs them of a normal summer.

And then Dustin comes back and their reunion is short-lived because Russians are hellbent on torching non-existent information out of Steve and he’s busy getting his third concussion and then there’s a fucking flesh monster and Billy and Hopper for protecting them and—

It’s not a good night.

But then he’s rushed to the hospital and he tries to call Miss Bottomette only for the call to refuse to go through and shitfuckgoddammit.

Because what about Louie?

Miss Bottomette said she’d be alright watching Louie until Steve got home, but Steve wasn’t able to go home until someone was able to make time to take him home.

Usually, he’d lean on Hopper for this stuff, since his parents were out of the question. But—

But Hoppers dead.

So he’s stuck at the hospital for another day or two until finally, Claudia comes to pick him up.

He’s with Dustin in the backseat of the car, anxiously bouncing his leg and biting at his fingers and nails until Dustin gives in and just holds his hand. Robin’s there to, having been able to leave after the first night but coming with Claudia to pick him up. Steve’s relieved to have them both close by, even if his hands reach for Erica subconsciously.

His trailer’s empty when he gets home, and Miss Bottomette isn’t answering the door.

Steve’s on the brink of a full blown breakdown before Mr. Knowles— bless his heart— points them across the street.

The Munsons apparently have his son and have for a bit now since Miss Bottomette had a minor seizure and couldn’t be left alone with Louie. Mr. Knowles assured Steve that she and the kids were fine and staying with him for the moment.

Steve wasted no time afterwards sprinting to the Munsons and knocking on the door. Dustin and Robin are close behind him, Claudia waiting patiently in the driveway.

The door is answered by a gruff looking old man that’s taller than Dustin but slightly shorter than both Robin and Steve.

“You Harrington?”

Steve nods so fast he faintly wonders if that’s how bobble heads feels.

They’re let in in no time and the old man— the infamous Wayne Munson— calls out of Eddie.

Eddie Munson emerges a moment later with little Louie in his arms, bouncing softly on his feet to keep the baby calm.

Steve is in front of him in a second, scooping Louie gently out of his arms and into his own.

He doesn’t realize he’s crying until Dustin’s rubbing his arms and Robin his back. Claudia is talking to Wayne, explaining what had happened (or the cover story version at least) and Eddie is hanging back a few feet from the three of them.

Robin takes little Louie in her arms and shoos Steve to the couch to calm down.

“Let him meet his auntie, Steve. You take a minute to breathe now, yeah?”

Steve was led to the couch with a soft hand on his shoulder from Eddie Munson, and they sat side by side while Steve worked on easing his breathing and to stop fucking crying.

Eddie’s shushing him and after a moment (and a clearly pointed cleared throat from Robin) Eddie wraps his arms around Steve’s shaking figure.

They leave the Munsons’ trailer is promises of new babysitters and a new friendship.

And then the fuckery that’s 1986 happens.

First Part:

#stranger things #steve harrington #dustin henderson #mike wheeler #eddie munson #robin buckley #will byers #lucas sinclair #max mayfield #el hopper #jim hopper #joyce byers #claudia henderson #steddie #teen dad steve harringon #I’m lazy with the tags today sorry guys

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onefootin1941 · 3 months

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The Third Ave El in NYC, by Evelyn Hofer.

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klausinamarink · 7 months

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One Kid Gone, Another Up and Vanished (part 7)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 next: Part 8

spoilers but a phone call gets through!

“You’re a thousand percent sure?”

Mike groans as he checks down the school halls, “Yes, Lucas. How many times do I gotta tell you that?”

“Well, maybe until I’m positive that we’re not having a collective auditory hallucination or the weirdo isn’t tricking us.” Lucas crosses his arms. Beside Dustin, El mutters “auditory hallucination” to herself with furrowed eyebrows.

“You guys hear that?!” Dustin exclaims too loudly, earning equally loud shushes. “Sorry, but El just said a scientific word without mispronouncing it! She really does have superpowers…”

“Not now, Dustin.” Mike hushes as they finally get to the AV club. He unlocks the door and lets everyone inside after peeking in. He guides El to sit in front of the radio while Lucas and Dustin turn it on.

Dustin won’t lie - he’s super excited to see El use her powers for the radio. He couldn’t believe it when she made Will’s voice come out. Will! Alive and singing!

But he’s still confused over Mike’s news of Will being with someone named Eddie. Eddie who? is their biggest question but El can’t say because she doesn’t know his last name or how to describe him.

“He’s a friend.” She keeps telling them.

Dustin prays it’s not Eddie Tremblay from fifth grade. The little sucker doesn’t deserve to be Will’s new friend after his football landed on their rocket project last month.

“Aaaand we’re in!” He announces, hopping behind El. Mike and Lucas squish against him even though they clearly have much more space.

El closes her eyes and listens to the whining static. Then the static changes through channels, voices quickly overlapping until they get more comprehensive. Then the voices get compressed into six, four, two-

“-Control to Major Tom..”

Dustin shoots his hand forward and grabs one of the speakers. But so does Lucas and Mike and now they’re slapping each other’s hands until Lucas finally takes it and yells, “Will, can you read us? Over!”

“‘Your circuit’s dead, there’s something wrong..’”

At the sound of the second person, Dustin’s first thought is oh thank God, it’s not Tremblay. Then his second thought is hm, this Eddie guy sounds kinda cool. Then his third thought is oh my god, we gotta talk to Will!

“Will! Do you copy? Over!”

“Will, where are you?”

“You feeling a bit better so far?”

“Tell Eddie we’re saying hi! Who is he? Over!”

“I’m getting cold again..”

“Me too. C’mon here.”

“Will! We’re right here!”

“How the hell are they not hearing us?”

“I wish I could go home…”

“So do I…”

El gives out a painful gasp and the radio explodes into flames. Dustin manages to extinguish it before the rest of the room catches, but the fire alarm goes off.

They all stare at the now-ruined transmitter, their only chance of connecting with Will and his mysterious new friend.

—

Eddie’s definitely missing.

It’s a fact that Jeff grows more sure of every day since Wayne Munson had asked him for Eddie’s secretive hideouts.

He keeps trying to ignore the seed of dread in his stomach, but it’s impossible now with the slightly somber atmosphere in the school after the morning announcement of Will Byers’ death. The fact that Eddie hasn’t shown up for classes or in the cafeteria again today isn’t helping either.

“If Munson’s still gonna be on his bender, he should’ve at least cancelled this week’s session.”

Jeff takes a half-open Skittles bag from Maya’s tray and throws it at Evan, making the two members jump. Maya because those are her Skittles and Evan because the bag hits his chest making more pieces fly out on the table.

“Eddie’s not on a bender.” Jeff hisses at Evan. Across him, Frankie is giving him one of his Don’t-Make-This-Any-Worse looks.

Evan huffs and crosses his arms, “Oh, yeah? Then where the hell is he?”

“Definitely not on a bender of any kind!”

“Gee thanks, that clears things up.”

Jeff’s about to snap back, but Frankie discreetly kicks his leg with a warning glare. It might be a good call because Jeff doesn’t know what to say next. Another defence of Eddie, for sure, but nothing to quench the rest of the club’s antsy-ness.

“Maybe he’s gone to a concert. Like hitchhiked to Indy or Chicago?” Maya asks after picking up her spilled candy.

“But he has a van?” Daniel, the senior member of Hellfire and their current drummer, frowns pointedly.

“What concert could’ve he gone to? Is there even any band playing in this bum state?” Evan raises his eyebrows.

“I dunno, Dio?”

“They’re touring in the UK right now.” Frankie says. Jeff shoots him a bewildered look that’s the equivalent to screaming are you kidding me? Frankie gives him a Play-Along-With-It look.

“Well, that settles it.” Evan raps his knuckles on the table. “Munson’s saved a fucking ticket to the goddamned Iron Lady’s territory and is breeding chicks in Dio’s mosh pit as we speak.”

Jeff stands up, no longer feeling hungry. He throws his half-eaten sandwich at Evan. The other boy gives out a disgusted shriek as the mayonnaise hits and stains his shirt. “Dude! What-”

“Shame on you.” Jeff keeps his voice even, just quiet enough for only Hellfire to hear him. Maybe it would somehow reach Eddie wherever the hell he is right now. “The only good thing about Eddie being absent is that he isn’t ripping the skins off of you and your characters right now. Especially you, Evan.”

He stares Evan down, who visibly gulps. “Eddie took you in the club’s open arms because he saw you were a loner who needed the right people to hang out with or you would’ve been one of the bullies. And this is how you thank him?”

He looks at the rest of the members and points at them accusingly. “When Eddie comes back from whatever he’s doing, I hope that rest of y’all feel guilty for thinking he doesn’t care. Because he absolutely does.” Then he grabs his bag and leaves the cafeteria without a second thought.

Outside is chilly as usual and the breeze helps relax Jeff’s nerves. For a while at least.

He stands at the parking lot, trying to think what he should do when he hears someone running over. He looks up and groans.

“Frankie, leave me alone, man.”

“So you haven’t heard anything from Eddie?” Frankie’s voice isn’t accusing but his look might’ve been.

“No. Not since the band practice days ago.” Jeff walks away but Frankie still follows him. “Then his uncle came and asked if I knew any places Eddie frequents. I told you guys that already.”

“Doesn’t stop Evan’s stupid theories.” Frankie mutters.

“You should’ve shut him up!”

“Are you kidding? You did better than what I could’ve done.”

“Words are stronger than death looks.”

Frankie snorts. He goes quiet as they reach the end of the school parking lot. Then he says, “Are you going to search for Eddie?”

Jeff stops. Turns and stares at him. “Uh, yeah? I mean, from what he said, Wayne’s probably already doing that. So, I dunno, I’m probably gonna do the bare minimum. Like where am I going to look, dude?”

Frankie doesn’t answer. His face is strangely pale and looking at something behind Jeff. He follows his friend’s phase and feels the dread well up in his mouth when he sees a poster on a nearby telephone pole.

He doesn’t need a closer look to recognize the black and white photo of Eddie from two months ago grinning at him or the large word MISSING written in Sharpie above it.

He tries very hard not to notice that it’s stapled right below Will Byers’ already wrinkled poster.

It’s a very strong feeling to see your best friend’s missing poster a few days after you last saw him alive.

Jeff forces to tear his eyes away from Eddie’s captured monochrome cheeriness. “Know what? Fuck it. Let’s find him. Wanna start at the woods?”

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There’s something about singing quietly in the nightscape hell mirror version of your bedroom that makes Eddie’s fingers twitch to jolt it down somewhere.

After the meltdown at the house, Will had grew more quiet. Eddie had rocked him until Will complained of motion sickness and then Eddie had held him even when they slept.

After piggybacking the kid and singing “Should I Stay Or Should I Go?” (at least until Eddie admitted death by earworms and convinced a change to “Space Oddity”) on the way back to Forest Hills, Will seemed to be back in his original spirits. Still quiet but no longer on the verge of tears next to Eddie. Although his coughs started to sound more wet and shook his small frame like a leaf.

Eddie prays to god that he can speak to Wayne this time. He hopes his uncle to come up with a cooler code system than Mrs. Byers and maybe get them out somehow.

But the trailer is quiet, save for Will’s whistled breathing as he sleeps in Eddie’s arms, the old itchy quilt cocooning them both. He has to stay up. Keep a lookout for the demogorgon in this hell land and for Wayne in the real world. But he feels so tired. If he can rest his eyes for just a moment…

The sound of muffled crying wakes him up.

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The longer Wayne stares at the posters, the bigger the impulse to rip them up grows.

After Hopper left, he had went back inside and started on making the Missing posters for Eddie. The hardest part of it had been trying to find the right photo of his nephew and he had held back tears at how much Eddie had grown. How happier he looks.

He had printed copies at the library, keeping his head down from curious and pitying eyes. Christi Waldon was nice enough not to charge him for the fees.

Then he started putting the posters up and Wayne had felt like he was making a mistake.

Nobody never said anything how difficult it is to go around town again, putting a poster with your child’s face silently begging strangers who may disliked them to find them, and to do all of this without the police helping.

Wayne had printed 100 copies. He only managed to put up 18 of them before it became too much and hurried home.

Now there’s a pile of 82 posters with Eddie’s face staring up at him on the table. Wayne can’t bring himself to rip them up no matter what his mind demands it. He has a new superstition that if he does, Eddie will never be found alive.

He checks the time. Seeing it’s only after six, he sighs heavily and takes out his cigarette. He’s briefly overcome with the memory of catching a fourteen year old Eddie trying to smoke and how his smart cookie of a nephew swallowed the lit cigarette, immediately threw up, and sobbed while Wayne had to sit down so he wouldn’t break his own ass from laughing so far. After they’d both calmed down, Wayne showed him how to smoke properly and said-

He said…

What did he say?

Something erupts from his mouth. He clamps a hand over, suddenly worrying that he just got sick. But there’s no taste of bile. Only wet salt. He takes his hand off and, ah. He’s crying.

Wayne gives a wet laugh. Then it gasps into another sob. He covers his mouth again, unable to hold the tears back.

Above him, the lights flicker.

It feels almost comforting.

Wayne sniffs, watching as the bulbs hang on to its dear life of electricity. Then one of the lamps next to the couch start flickering as well. Slow and rhythmic.

The sadness does go away, but it makes Wayne feel the back of his neck hairs stand up.

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Eddie drops his hand from the lights, stomping over to the phone. “Fuck this, now’s the chance.”

Will glances at him from where he’s crouching by the lights, still tired from being jostled awake so soon, “Eddie?”

He turns to him and says, “Little Byers the Vanished, how does one make a landline in the Vale of Shadows?”

“You, uh, just pick it up-”

Eddie does exactly that.

“Wait! It won’t even last-!”

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The phone rings with a shrill.

Wayne snaps his head over to it. He’s breathing slowly, watching the landline like it’s his childhood spider.

The atmosphere in his trailer feels suddenly colder. As if there are ghosts present. Waiting.

The phone rings and rings until it gets to voicemail, his gruff message for the last decade. “You’ve reached the Munsons. Leave a message after the beep.”

There’s nothing after the beep.

Wayne looks at the lights again. The ceiling light has stopped but ones over the kitchen and door are flickering this time.

The phone rings again.

He stands up slowly, walking over to the phone. It rings louder to his ears now. He tries to ignore the sudden sense of a presence behind and beside him as he picks the phone up and holds it to his ear.

He hears static as if the caller has a bad connection.

He clears his throat and speaks, “Wayne Munson speakin’.”

The static crackles with some kind of harsh breathing. It’s loud to make Wayne cringe away and hang up-

“..Wayne..”

He freezes. The anxiety vanishes in an instant. “..Eddie?” He chokes out.

“..Wayne!”

“Oh my lord…” Wayne clutches the phone closer. “You’re alive, right? Eddie! Tell me where are you!”

“..I’m-”

The phone bursts into literal shock. He drops it with a yell and it clatters to the ground, dead.

That was him. That was Eddie’s voice.

Breathing raggedly, Wayne’s gaze snaps up to the lamps flashing maniacally. The air around him feels desperate and sinks down upon him. Anxiety comes back as quick as it comes, squashing on the brief spot of hope he felt.

“Nah, fuck this.” He mutters as he swipes his keys and runs out of the door. He can’t deal with more ghosts at this hour.

—

“Nonono—NO!”

Eddie slams his hands against the lights too hard. The pulsing glass bulbs nearly crack under the pressure.

None of it stops the sound of the truck engine starting.

“Wayne, it’s me! Can’t you hear me?!” Eddie’s throat is already dry from screaming, but he doesn’t care about it. “UNCLE WAYNE! JUST STOP AND LISTEN TO ME!”

He runs outside to the ever barren yard. He tries not to think about Wayne leaving just like how his dad did in his very last visit. How he had tried to chase after his dad’s car until Wayne stopped him. How he had been a crying mess while Wayne told him that both of them will stay together from now on.

“WAYNE, PLEASE! YOU PROMISED TO STAY!”

The truck drives away, farther and farther. If Eddie can catch him-

His lungs constrict themselves again. He stumbles, scraping his knees and palms on the ground. He coughs, gulping in too many shaky breaths that almost tastes like glass shards. He calls out-

“Come back! Come back!”

It comes out as a hoarse whisper.

His throat hurts.

The truck disappears. The sounds of the trailers’ muted everyday life and his own painful wheezing replace it.

Eddie is vaguely aware of Will shuffling up next to him and wrapping his arms around his shaking shoulders.

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#hellfire club: oh man Eddie’s an asshole for ditching us #Jeff: YOU are all assholes for talking shit about him #eddie: (getting old traumas resurfacing at an usually bad moment in an alternate dimension with a child stuck to his side) this is fine :)#narration: he is not fine and it Gets Worse #yeah space oddity is on the nose for that bit but shhh #eddie and will in the upside down au #the party #jeff stranger things #unnamed freak stranger things #wayne munson #eddie munson #will byers #stranger things #klaus writes

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manhattanstepbystep · 8 days

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Streets of El Barrio: East 97th Street between Second Ave and Third Ave in Spanish Harlem, upper Manhattan

#new york city #nyc streets #manhattan step by step #nyc #streets of new york #new york #step by step #streets of nyc #nyc street photography #manhattan #el barrio #spanish harlem

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henrysglock · 4 months

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Lock Him Up And Throw Away The Key

There's something to be said for the wording (words in the words show as usual):

Virginia: Promise me you'll lock him up and throw away the key. Brenner: Understood. Virginia: The Principal’s girl, Patricia Newby.

Patty is equated, here, to the key that could free “Henry” from being locked up. She's literally thrown away in the scene with Brenner, and she was the last thing keeping Henry from falling to the Shadow. She was quite literally a key/the thing keeping him free.

This kind of wording often comes up in relation to the supernatural plot (and I'm sure there are more I can't remember off the top of my head). Joyce loses her keys in ST1 when Will goes missing. Mike speculates that closing the gate would kill Will in ST2, implying that Will is the key that needs to be thrown away in order for the gate to close/the Mindflayer to be locked up. Will is equated to keys. The Russian machine is the "Key", and it holds a gate open, and it takes two keys to close it/lock it. Joyce turns both those keys, equating her specifically to keys. Vecna needed someone (El) to “open the door”, equating El to the Russian “Key”. El is also heavily paralleled to Patty, and they have a number of duplicate lines between the two of them (I have a post drafted about that, it's in the works). El is, then, a key. Scott Clarke, in the pitch, is described as the key to solving the mystery of Montauk, and Alexei, one of the designers of the Russian "Key" is described as a "Russian Scott Clarke". Scott also has the key to the AV room in ST1, which he gives to Mike...which ends in El contacting Will in the void.

Something shrimpresting to me is that the key thing seems to come in sets of three. Two keys, two man rule, two man crew, sure. However. There’s always a secret third guy.

In TFS, Patty's accident took three despite the wings requiring a two-man crew. It took "Henry" unlocking one side, Brenner unlocking the other…and Virginia selling Patty out at all. Patty wouldn’t have had an accident if it wasn’t for Virginia. Virginia’s the secret third guy here.

It took three to close the gate in season 2: Mike in the tunnels, El at the gate, and Joyce to take Will out of the equation as that key. El and Will are the two focal points/the two "keys". Mike, despite the fact that he's not supposed to be there, is integral. He's the secret third guy.

In season 3, Murray, Hop, and Joyce argue about whether the Key is a two or three person job. It ends up requiring all three of them, despite there only being two keys. At above-ground Stargate, it took Mike's planning, El's powers, and Joyce's keys to take down the fleshflayer. Joyce wasn’t meant to be there, but she was integral to completing the mission. Joyce is the secret third guy this time.

In season 4, it took three to knock Vecna down, even if they weren't totally successful: El in the Mind Lair, Nancy in the UD, and Murray with the blowtorch in Russia. El was the late addition, she's the secret third guy. ST4 failed because Nancy's plan was rushed/full of pitfalls, and El's mental/emotional strength wasn't bolstered during the piggyback. Dustin makes specific references to needing both Mike irt the UD and Will irt the Mind Lair, and he was right. Mike's the planner/strategizer; They needed him in Hawkins. Mike would have been in Hawkins, were it not for the vacation. Will has the connection to One/the Mindflayer; it should have been him there with El, rather than Mike (hell, Will is the one who drove the monologue. There's a reason why Hopper said "Getting to Mike, that's the key" irt making mileven break up...). It failed because the keys were in the wrong places.

Will and El are said to be main characters next season…our two keys. Will is a key multiple times on a mental basis, and El is a key in relation to powers...Which means there's and integral secret third guy. And the guy? That’s Mike, baby!

This becomes interesting when we consider Will’s on-film Henry parallels, El’s Patty parallels, Mike’s Scott parallels…plus the boy "Henry" attacked in Nevada and the little black haired boy who sits next to Henry in the “Henry is 7” birthday video. Secret third guy.

It also becomes interesting when we consider this weird “three outcomes, two timelines” deal. Secret third guy.

All this to say...A Henry, Patty, Scott trio as compared to the Will, El, Mike trio irt Edward/Vecna. Come home to me <3

(Also, an aside: In the video, even Brenner sounds taken aback by Virginia's lack of care towards "Henry". He interrupts her to reassure her they'll take good care of him, and she comes in with the "I don't care about that, just make sure I never have to see him again" steel chair. Goddamn.)

#key theory #i guess?#st: tfs #tfs spoilers #st5 speculation #stranger things

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inneroptics · 2 years

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ARNOLD EAGLE - Third Ave. El Window of 18th Station, 1936

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loveaetingkids · 2 years

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To be honest,I feel kinda bad for Joaquin and his past reincarnations.And yes, he has previous lives as well, which was suggested by user @a-little-ray-of-fantasy on their twitter account and confirmed by Jorge Gutierrez on his tumblr page mexopolis.

Sure,Mondragon got his more or less happy ending with two of his best friends by his side,but other versions of him weren’t that lucky.

In case of Zoe Aves from El Tigre it was partly her fault(or at least it seems so from her Wiki;I’m sorry I never watched El Tigre) since she always tried to sabotage Manny’s and Frida’s friendship,getting between them in order to be with Manny and later on should have gotten over her crush in unaired season 3.So we can also agree that it wasn’t as bad for her as,for example,Acat.

Ohhh boy,they sure did her dirty.Of course we have to take into account her anger issues and "lack of honor in battle" as Zatz said, but imagine being dumped by a guy and then killed defending him ! Unlike Joaquin, she didn't get a platonic closeness with a former love interest, nor a transition from a breakup to something else like in Zoe's case.Acat was just,swept under the carpet.

So what I wanted to say is that although some reincarnations of Joaquin have a happier life than others, the fact that they are constantly assigned the role of the third wheel is quite sad. Like, first you are a tattoo goddess, then a town hero, then a petty supervillain and all the while you are friendzoned! #JusticeforAcat

#book of life #joaquin mondragon #el tigre #zoe aves #maya and the three #maya y los tres #maya and the 3 #acat #acat goddess of tattoos

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ladylooch · 6 days

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Our Little Family [Miles Wood] - Chapter 22- Miles Time !!

Author’s Note from 👢 anon: Hi guys, since it's b's off day. She was okay with me sending our little family. This chapter has a few surprises along the way. And yeah, there is smut, and you guys will understand why it's a must in this one. But I guess I'm a little too horny with the last few chapters of the series. Three more to go ! Enjoy !!!

During training camp, the Avs are buzzing. They have a different sense this season. The core is together for a while now, with little changes on the roster, and they're hungry. You and the other halves have a good feeling that something good will happen this season for them.

The night before the season starts, you write Miles a little note and tell him to put it somewhere safe. He can only open on the last game of the season, and he does so.

They struggle a little at the start of the season, but that doesn't change the feeling that you have.

As the season goes on, they start to roll, you know, Miles feels good with that. It makes you so happy seeing him do what he loves and doing well. The girls really enjoy watching their daddy play.

One afternoon, you guys went to visit Ross and Peyton to see their new baby. You decide to help Peyton with the baby, give her a little break- you know how hard it is. Miles talks to Ross the whole time, but you can feel his gaze on you. When you look at him, he's smiling at you with heart eyes.

You and Miles are in the car on your way to grab the girls from a playdate. You have a sense that Miles wants to say something, but he doesn’t, at least not until the car is parked. He looks at you, and you both smile.

“Are we going for the third one ?” You bite your bottom lip, nodding your head. “Yeah, I think so. Hopefully, I can give you a boy this time.” Miles brings your hand to kiss.

“It doesn't matter if it's a boy or a girl. Another kid with you is the most magical thing.” You smile and lean to kiss him.

“Let's go get our girls. We can talk about this more later.” Miles nods and pecks your lips before you both move to climb out of the car.

The way the girls come running towards you guys makes you so damn happy. Lily goes to Miles and El to you. Then they switch because they need love from both parents.

They're so chatty in the backseat while you guys drive home. They're going to crash so hard when you get home.

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Miles is having a solid playoffs run so far. You're loving watching him do what he loves. It's very hard on his body. You try to do everything you can to make this easier for him and his body.

The late night cuddles make the playoffs run a little easier. When Miles is home, he plays with the girls and being their father. They love it so much.

You hate seeing his body go through this, but they're getting better and better as the rounds pass.

The Avs get to the Stanley Cup Final, seeing them clinch the western conference makes you cry at home watching.

You know, in the next few days, it's going to be rough. Miles is seeing everything you're doing, and he's going to make it up to you. Win or lose he’s going to take care of his wife. You do everything you can to make his life easier.

With the Avs coming home with the chance to win it all. You and the other halves prepare a surprise for the boys. A letter and a few family pictures.

The whole Wood family is at the arena. The girls are wearing their daddy jerseys, and you're in your WAG playoff jacket. Today, you let both girls sleep a little more to be up for the game.

Since the moment the puck dropped, you felt that you couldn't breathe. Eyes glued on the ice and Miles, but always checking on the girls. The Avs let the first goal in, and you feel the arena deflate a little.

During the intermissions, the girls are fed, and you need to leave the suite to breathe a little. You're probably more nervous than Miles.

In the second, he doesn't score, but has an assist to tie the game. You breathe a little better now, Miles goes fully chaotic and draws a penalty that leads to a power play goal. The arena goes insane. Even the girls go crazy.

As the clock ticks down, the arena starts to feel anxious and build up. You look at Cheryl with eyes full of tears, like this is really happening.

Miles beats an offside to take as much time as possible from the clock. He doesn't shoot, just wasting time. Then, the final buzzer of the season goes off. Sticks, gloves, and helmets get thrown into the air as the Avs players move to hug each other.

Everybody in the suite hugs each other, so happy for the guys on the ice. You hug both of your daughters, saying to them that Daddy did it.

The players hug each other then go through the hand shake line. Then they stand at center ice for the presentations. First the Conn Smythe and then the cup. You film everything.

The cup is handed to Miles, you watch your man lift the cup and have the lap with the cup. The girls go crazy seeing their dad on the jumbotron.

An Avs employee comes to call all the families to head down to the ice. You stop by the ice entrance, but you can't get inside yet. The girls rush to the ice looking for their dad, Cheryl and Randy are right behind them.

Miles sees them smiling so hard, that man can't stop smiling. He scoops both girls as you squat watching the scene in front of you. He kisses the girls, hugging them so hard, then he hugs his parents, but he's not fully there. He asks Cheryl where you are, and she points to the entrance.

He puts the girls down before skating towards you. He lowers himself to be at eye level with you. He cleans the tears that are streaming down your cheeks.

“You did it !!!” Miles smiles again, shaking his head.

“No baby, we did it. Without you, this wasn't going to happen. This cup is yours too, it's going to be my name there, but yours is there too.”

Miles helps you get up before bringing you for a kiss. You lost yourself a little into the kiss before pulling back. The beard is not that good. You brush his cheek.

“I don't like you shaved, but this needs to go.” Miles laughs before skating with you back on the ice.

You guys take a few pictures with the cup, just the two of you, then Miles and the girls, Miles and his parents, then the whole family. Ross comes to say hi, you talk a little with Peyton.

The boys start going to the locker room to celebrate. Cheryl tells you to stay with Miles that they'll take the girls home and for you to have fun. Both girls are starting to get grumpy.

Miles says goodbye to the girls, saying that Daddy will be home soon. Miles kisses you one more time before he goes. You say goodbye to the girls and that you'll see them soon. The girls go home, and you follow the other halves to wait for the guys.

Miles drinks the champagne and smokes the cigars. He takes a step aside to grab the note you gave him. He opens and grins so hard.

“Congratulations, my Stanley Cup champion.” With the summer date. He almost cried. You really believed in him before he did.

While you guys wait for the boys, Mel gives everyone a task to look for places for them to go.

Miles comes out with his shirt, basically open. You laugh at your man. He comes and hugs you.

“Thank you, babe. You're the best.” He says a little drunk, resting on your forehead.

“I'm not the one that just won a big accomplishment, Woody.” Miles kisses you again as you make sure his shirt only has three buttons opened the way he likes.

You pull him close, feeling his abs. You nibble his bottom lip. Miles kisses your temple. He pulls you by the waist as you guys walk down the hall. He pins you against his car in the parking lot. “Babe, we'll have fun later. I want this, too, but you need to enjoy this first.” Miles groans, pouting, but he kisses you and nods.

You move to the driver side so you can drive. Miles smiles at you so damn in love and a little drunk. You guys go around with the players, Miles makes you drink from the cup.

He's so happy, and you basically just watch him have fun. It's almost 2 am. when you pull him outside to talk. You guys have changed places a few times already.

“Babe, I'm going home.” Miles doesn't understand at first, so he leans close to you. “What ???” You kiss his cheek.

“Babe, I'm going home. I'm very tired right now.” He pouts big time. “but…babe” You sigh

“Babe I'm up since 6 am, the girls were a lot during the day. I'm really tired and I want you to enjoy this moment with your teammates.” He's not a fan. He looks at you with glassy eyes. He can see that you're exhausted, but are keeping it together for him.

“Okay, but you're going to let me know when you get home right.” You smile softly, fixing his hair. “Yeah, I will, and maybe we can have some fun when you get home.” Miles smirks because that's what he wants.

“I love you so much sweetheart thank you for being a part of this and always believing me.” You brush his cheek, “I love you, and you don't have to thank me. This is yours. You did.”

Miles pulls you into a passionate kiss. “See you later, have fun. Love you.” He holds your hand. “I'll be home soon, love you.” You peck his lips one more time before moving to his car.

You get home, move to shower before going to give your girls kisses. You lay in bed with Lily for 10 minutes, and then you spend 10 minutes with El.

Now you can go to bed. It's insane to you that Miles is finally a Stanley Cup Champion. You cry because this was a long time coming, Miles thought that this was never going to happen, but it did it. You couldn't be more proud of him.

You sleep in and out, around 5 am you hear Miles coming in. You smile to yourself, you shift to sit against the headboard.

Miles opens smiles looking all silly, he's not that drunk right now. “I'm so so proud of you, babe.” He smiles, stripping his dress shirt on his way to you. You take a deep breath seeing the beating his body took.

He crawls into the bed, between your legs and rests his head on your chest. You play with his hair, Miles hums before lifting his face to look at you. “I love making you proud.” You brush his lips with your thumb with a soft smile. “You always make me proud, babe.”

That makes him giddy. You think Miles is asleep because he doesn't say anything else. Then you feel his hand sliding under your shirt looking for your nipple.

You take a sharp breath when his callous fingers brush against your nipple, you can feel Miles smiling against your chest. You shake your head, a little moan escaping from your lips.

That's when Miles lift his head to look at you again. “Do you want to ?” You look at him, brushing your thumb along his cheek. “Yeah I do, but are you sober enough ?”

He looks at you looking like a lost puppy. “Yeah, I am, stopped drinking a couple hours go. But if you don't want to, we can wait.” You smile at him. “I don't want to wait, but you're not putting that beard between my legs.”

He wasn't expecting that and he's surprised. “Babe, your beard went through cigars, champagne and I don’t know what else today. Who knows what that can cause, and that means no sex for you.” He doesn't like that at all, so he'll behave. “Okay, but after I shave I'll get my reward.” You chuckle before bringing him for a kiss.

Miles shifts so he can be a little more comfortable while you guys kiss. He slides a hand under your clothes, he teases your clit first, then he starts to rub painfully slow circles on your clit. You whine against his lips.

Then he teases your entrance, you want to punch him but it feels so good. And you know he's getting you wet for him. Two can play this game. You reach for his cock over his pants, brushing your fingers along his length.

Miles nibbles your bottom lip as he slides a finger inside you. You moan trying to reach for his dick. He swats your hand because this is his moment. He slides the second finger to stretch you out. When he feels that you're wet for him. Miles stops, he takes your underwear with him before he does the same with himself.

You watch him jerk himself, you bite your bottom lip. You need that man inside you. Miles moves back to be between your legs. He lines himself with your entrance, “are you ready babe ?” You watch him in his full glory. “Yeah, I am.” He smirks before kissing you.

Miles slides inside you, he makes you moan at the feeling of him stretching you out. He kisses you before he starts to move with a nice tempo and then he stops.

“Babe, maybe this is when your baby boy happens.” You chuckle, shaking your head.

“Babe, just fuck me.” This time Miles giggles and slaps his hips hard against your ass. You moan digging your nails on his biceps.

Miles likes that and he starts to speed the tempo up. Looking for his orgasm but he's not going to let you hang. So he moves his thumb to brush against your clit. He says a few dirty things to you and you start to get closer and closer.

Miles lowers himself as much as possible. “I'm going to make you a mom again.” and that's it, that's when you cum hard around him, making yourself so tight that makes Miles cum too. Giving you a really heavy load. He drops himself on top of you, putting most of his weight on the bed.

You play with his hair. “I love you, my Stanley Cup Champion.” Miles turns his face to kiss your neck.

“I love you.” You smile, brushing a finger over his shoulder blade.

You stay like that until you feel Miles getting soft inside you. You move your hand to pull him off you. This is going to be a mess. Your husband is completely out beside you.

You move Miles to his side and try to figure out how you're going to walk to the bathroom. Well you mess up the floor as you get your panties. You put it on and rush to the bathroom, after peeing you take a shower because your thighs are sticky.

You bring a rag to clean Miles and to clean the floor. First Miles, and you give him clean underwear. Then the floor. You check the time when you hear the birds outside. It's early and you need to sleep.

You lay in bed with Miles trying to get as much sleep as possible. But your mom clock wakes you not too long after falling asleep. El will be up soon followed by Lily. You kiss Miles' cheek before you get up to get ready.

After using the bathroom and getting ready. You go check on El to see if she's up. She's playing with the stuffed animal Lily got her. You call her softly. She smiles at you around her pacifier, then she makes grabby hands for you to get her. You chuckle as you walk to pick her up, she still sleepy so she lays her head on your shoulder.

As you guys walk downstairs she asks about her dada, you say dada is resting and that he'll join you guys soon. You check on Lily but she is still sleeping. So you guys will cuddle outside before moving to make breakfast.

You and El cuddle while she has her bottle, soft mornings like this make things worth. After El finishes her bottle, you take her upstairs. You leave a bottle of water and some meds for Miles, before going to see if Lily is up.

Lily is up waiting for you guys, she smiles at you as El giggles because she loves her big sister. Lily comes to hug your side, all the three Wood girls go downstairs for cuddles and food.

Cheryl joins you a couple minutes after you started to grab the food for breakfast. Lily wants to help and you let her. El is all smiley on her highchair while you and Cheryl work on breakfast.

Miles wakes up with a groan, when he starts to smell food and coffee. He checks the bed beside him and you're not there. He drinks the whole bottle of water before going to the bathroom. He needs to call his barber to take care of his beard. It feels like a dream that he won the cup.

He comes downstairs to join you guys, as soon as Lily sees him she's bolting to hug her dad. El goes crazy in her chair because she wants that too. You take her out of the chair and she runs as fast her little legs let her.

Miles hugs both of his girls and smile at you. You smile back as you move to prepare a mug of coffee for him. He sits with both girls on his lap just talking to them.

All the family is there, talking and eating. Miles is still waiting for the schedule, but the parade is tomorrow and it's going to be incredible to celebrate him.

The rest of the day is pretty chill, Miles leaves the house for his appointment, and when he's back, you're asleep. Cheryl told you to go to sleep, and she would look after the girls. You're very thankful for that.

Miles comes into your bedroom, and you're sleeping so peacefully. He lays in bed with you. His first idea was just to cuddle, but he shaved, and he needed his reward.

He starts to rub his smooth face on your cheek until you stir. You roll facing him, and he smiles before touching your lips with his lips softly. You smile, moving closer to him. Miles hands rest on your lower back, you like that, and hums when his hand touches your skin under your shirt.

You're still sleepy, so you move closer to his body. You brush your thumb over his cheek, feeling the smooth skin.

“You shaved.” Miles moves his hand higher on your back.

“Yeah, I did. I need my reward.” You chuckle nodding. You like feeling Miles’ hand exploring your body.

“Kiss me first, then you can have your reward.” Miles likes that very much and leans to kiss you. You hum against his mouth.

The kiss is lazy because you're still asleep, but then you start to wake up, and the kiss becomes hot and heavy. Miles hooks your leg over his hips, giving him a little more access.

When you grind against him, he knows you're ready for him. He slides his hand under your clothes to touch you. You moan, feeling his fingers between your legs.

Miles runs his finger along your folds before sliding in to feel if you're ready. He moans, feeling how wet you're for him. He kisses your jaw before moving down. You watch his movements. When he gets to your pants, he pulls your pants and underwear together.

He spreads your legs as he settles between them. He licks your folds up and down a few times before you tug his hair, bringing his face to where you want him. Miles chuckles before doing what you both need and want.

Miles looks at you between your legs as he spreads your fold with two fingers, he smirks seeing your clit. When you're about to whine that he's taking so long, he goes for it. He scrapes his teeth on your clit, then he starts to do kitten licks, that are painfully slow. Miles pulls all the stops, sucking, nibbling and sliding two fingers inside you.

You look down, and Miles is grinding against the bed. That's so sexy. You want him to fuck you, but knowing Miles he'll just eat you out. You start to feel the knot on your stomach and mumbles a few times to Miles that you're going to cum.

He takes that as a mission and pulls out all the things he knows that are going to make you cum. You put your hand over your mouth to muffle your sounds. You're so spent as you come down from your high.

Miles watches you the whole time. You give him a blissful smile, motioning for him to come closer. He moves up, and he lays beside you. You reach for his cock.

“Later Babe.” You pout when Miles holds your hand.

“But I want you.” He just chuckles as he leans to kiss your cheek.

“I know, I just wanted to eat you out. We can have more fun later.” You nod and cuddle against his side.

You start to get sleepy again, Miles moves to carry you to the bathroom first. You watch him from the toilet, you smile so bright, and he matches your smile.

You take another nap, and when you wake up, Miles is not in bed with you. He's downstairs with the girls.

The next couple hours is family time, until Miles leaves to meet his teammates.

While Miles is out and the girls are sleeping, you organize everything for the parade. Diaper bag, snacks, their daddy's jerseys and clothes. When everything is ready, you go to bed.

The next morning is a little chaotic. Getting everybody ready in time is a lot. But you guys manage. Miles needs to be inside the arena first to take pictures and do media. You're wearing jeans and a miles t-shirt, which makes everybody laugh. You stay in the family area with the girls and Miles’ family.

After the guys leave the arena, you guys, plus Ross, go to the truck. The girls are loving every moment. You just ask Miles to be careful with them if he moves them around.

You sit on the back with Cheryl and Randy, just paying attention to the girls and seeing how happy Miles is. He's beaming, and that man can't stop smiling. halfway through the route, you move closer to him to give him water to drink. He smiles at you and pecks your lips, thanking you for the water.

You're watching the girls playing with Ross. When you look forward, Miles is squatting in front of you.

“Are you having fun ?” You blink a few times looking at him. “Yeah, why ?” He cups your cheek with his hand.

“You don't look like you're having fun.” You kiss his hand.

“I'm, but today is not about me, babe. It's about you.” Miles looks a little worried.

“But…” You smile at him.

“Go have fun, babe. I'm okay, I promise, and Ross could use some help with the girls.” Miles follows your eyes, just in time to see Ross being mobbed by the girls.

Miles smiles at you as he leans to kiss you. You push him to go have fun. He helps Ross with the girls as you apologize to Peyton. She brushes you off because it's fine. The girls are having a blast.

By the end of the parade, you and the girls are exhausted. Lily is sleeping on you, and El is in her stroller during the team speech at City Hall. Cheryl is closer to El. By the time everything ends, you just want to crawl into bed and sleep for a lot of days.

After they finish everything, Miles comes to join you guys. He can't stop smiling. It's the most adorable thing ever. He kisses you as he picks Lily from you.

You drive the whole family home. Miles carries Lily to her room as you carry El. After both girls are in bed, you decide to take a quick shower.

Miles joins you, and he hugs you from behind, kissing your neck. You sigh. This is the most peaceful moment all day.

“Thank you.” You're a little confused and spin to look at Miles.

“For what ?” Miles peck your lips.

“For believing in me, last year we were in this same room, and you told me that my name is going to be on the cup, and now it’s there. I'm always going to be a Stanley Cup champion, but you're the real champion.” You hug him. You don't have words right now.

“Babe, look at me.” You shift your head to look at Miles. “You're the reason I can do what I do. You changed my life for the better, and now we're champions.” You smile. To him, he's the only champion, and you're not doing much.

You kiss him deeper this time before finishing with your shower, so you guys can sleep.

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Summer has been chaotic, just like the man you married. You and Miles were struggling to find a lot to buy for the house. When you were almost giving up, you found the perfect place. It's big, a lake is behind the land, and it's just perfect for your family. Miles put in the offer, and they accepted. Now it's yours.

The next step is to find someone to design the house and then start building. Miles wants your input on everything. This is going to be your dream house.

Miles’ day with the cup is coming up, so you're organizing everything. You asked him to go grab a few things that you need for decorating and food. But also, you need an excuse for him to leave the house.

The thing is, a few weeks back, your period was late. At first, you thought it was the playoffs stress, but then you started to feel a little sick. That's when you knew you needed the test. And it came with the answer you were expecting: you're pregnant again ! You texted your doctor to ask if she knew someone in Massachusetts who could confirm for you. She did, and you went the day after for the blood test. The answer was the same, you guys are having a cup baby.

You're a little nervous to tell him, but you know he's going to be happy. With Miles out of the house, you left the girls playing in the living room with a few toys, and you asked Lily to play with the tiny cup when Daddy got home.

You're in the kitchen cutting fruits for the girls when Miles gets home. And Lily does exactly what you asked. She grabs one of her dolls and puts on the cup a few times in front of Miles.

“Sweetheart, what are you doing ?” Lily looks at him with the same toothless smile that makes Miles so weak for her.

“Mommy said we're putting the baby in the cup.” He's so confused at that. He asks her again, and it's the same answer. So he rushes to find you.

“Babe, is it true ?" Miles asks you, he catches you by surprise, but you know what he means.

“Is what true?" You reply while cutting the fruits for the girls' snacks.

"What Lil just told me, it is true ?" He thinks that you're playing with him.

"Idk, what did she tell you?" You say as you face him.

"Don't play with me, babe. Is it true ?" He's getting very annoyed.

"What is true, Miles? Idk what you are talking about." You let him know.

"Are we having a cup baby?" Now he makes sense.

"Oh, that? Yeah, that's very true, we're having a cup baby." You tell him smiling.

Miles smiles so bright as he rushes to hug you. You put the knife down as he spins you around.

“We're having a cup baby !!!!” You chuckle as he puts you down. He kisses you before he drops to kiss your stomach.

“You're already so loved, babe.” You shake your head as he talks to your belly.

The girls come in, Lily holding El's hand so they get there at the same time. You smile at your girls, and they join you for a family hug. You pick up El and Miles picks Lily up for the hug.

You and Miles look at each other, with the same look in your eyes.

“Now our family is complete.” You peck his lips.

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