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taurielsilvan · 4 months

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the return of the king - 20th anniversary

"This day does not belong to one man but to all. Let us together rebuild this world that we may share in the days of peace."

#tolkien #rotk #tolkienedit #lotredit #the return of the king #my edits #mine #mine: picspam #happy 20th anniversary you cinematic masterpiece

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bent-penny · 7 months

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Don't tell me that you're just gonna scroll past this post without telling them Happy Birthday.

Happy Six Years!

#reblog for a piece of cake #cuphead #mugman #ms chalice #king dice #the devil #chef saltbaker #cuphead ddwtd #cuphead dlc #happy anniversary

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mizgnomer · 2 months

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Behind the Scenes of The Star Beast - Part Two

Excerpt from Benjamin Cook’s Star Beast Set Visit in DWM 597:

Phones up, everywhere. But it’s not just the extras playing their parts. It’s almost midnight, but 50 or so dedicated fans are still braving the elements, to witness TV history – 18 months early, a sneak peek of the Fourteenth Doctor. One of them’s filming it on an iPad. Some post pics on their socials. In between downpours (“Gotta watch David’s hair,” says Scott. The Doctor’s quiff is wilting in the rain), the Doctor Who crew scroll Twitter, to see the backs of their heads online, almost in real time. “Of course word got round,” says Catherine, “and there’s a crowd. They’re not supposed to be seeing it, and you’re trying to hide it from them – because you want to keep the surprises, as much as you can – but it does feel like quite an event, for sure. It’s flattering, isn’t it? But you’ve got to stay focused.” “On the one hand, you’re delighted that people are interested and enthusiastic,” agrees David. “On the other, you’d like to be able to film it all in absolutely secrecy, if you could… because when plot details leak out, that’s always a shame. But you have to just accept that, sadly. It is what it is. It would be churlish to complain.”

A huge THANK YOU to everyone who posted set photos (credit to hat for the one in this post)

For other posts in this set, please see the #whoBtsBeast tag. The full episode list is [ here ]

#david tennant #catherine tate #doctor who #doctor who 60th anniversary #fourteenth doctor #donna noble #karl collins #yasmin finney #jacqueline king #the star beast #admittedly the tidbits from filming made me soooo happy #ages before the episodes actually came out #stuff i posted #whoBts #whoBtsBeast

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ducklooney · 7 months

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Yes, I was away again for an unplanned amount of time, but here I am again, but I hope I won't be as absent as before.

YES I'M BACK WITH MY NEWER SURPRISES! And it won't be the same as before. And soon you will see.

For now, Happy 100th Anniversary Disney! Although I have all kinds of objections to the current policy of this company, I still thank them for the excellent animated films and classic shorts that they have made from 1923 until today. Especially the most important characters like Donald, Oswald, Mickey, Goofy, Pete, Horace, Clarabelle, Minnie, Ortensia, Daisy, Pluto, Huey, Dewey and Louie, Jose and Panchito, Chip and Dale, Scrooge, Ludwig and others. As well as great movies like Snowhite, Pinocchio, Dumbo, Bambi, Cinderella, Alice in Wonderland, Peter Pan, 101 Dalmatians, The Jungle Book, Winnie the Pooh, Robin Hood, Black Cauldron, Oliver and Company, Rescuers, The Little Mermaid, Beauty and The Beast, Aladdin, The Lion King, Pocahontas, The Hunchback of Notre Dame, Hercules, Mulan, Tarzan, The Lost City of Atlantis, The Emperor's New Suit, Treasure Planet, Lilo and Stitch and many more. And almost everyone together on the occasion of the 100th anniversary celebration. Thanks to Eric Goldberg for this, as well as the other animators. Unfortunately, certain characters are not shown here.

What is your favorite movie and who are your favorite characters from here? Once again, happy 100th anniversary!

If you like this, feel free to like and reblog this with your favorite characters and movies.

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ilovetvtoons · 11 months

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1 year since one of The Owl House episode "King's Tide" aired. It is tied with "Hollow Mind" as the highest rated Owl House episode on imdb with both a perfect 9.6 rating.

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gemwing2010 · 7 months

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Happy Anniversary, Cuphead! 🎁🎂

As you can see, today is the 6th Anniversary Cuphead, the most popular video and beloved franchise to ever hit the gaming systems from the internet to the PlayStation4, Nintendo Switch, you name it!

I want to thank the brilliant people of the StudioMDHR who had created such an incredible game and all of the amazing characters as well as such an incredible story from the main storyline and the DLC that came out in June last year.

And I want to most especially want to thank my good friends, @akluthor1998 and @Nataliepthatsmefor being my two best online friends and fellow Cuphead fans who have encouraged me to be apart of the community of this beloved franchise and share my imagination and compassion to both the game and the cartoon show on Netflix.

Lexie, Natty. Thank you. You guys are the best. ☺️

I would also like to thank @Ashleymasenado for being yet another good friend, fellow Cuphead fan and follower. Thanks, Alexa, you’re awesome, too! 😉

This has been great and wonderful six years for Cuphead, Mugman, Elder Kettle, Ms. Chalice and all of the incredible characters from the supporting and villainous characters (yes, especially for the Devil and his good for nothing lackey, King Dice). And my only wish is for future generations of Cuphead fans to give the franchise more love and devotion for many years to come.

Happy Anniversary to our dearest friends, the Cup Brothers, their friends, family and all of the residents of the Inkwell Isles and may your dreams shine! 🎉🎊🥳

#Cuphead game #Cuphead: Don’t Deal with the Devil #Cuphead #Mugman #Ms. Chalice #Elder Kettle #Cuphead the Devil #King Dice #Happy Anniversary #renew the cuphead show

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jade-green-butterfly · 7 days

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Today...is a very special and important day for me, folks~💝😊Three years ago, a certain special troll became the highlight of my 2020 during rough times and immediately won my heart from the moment I knew he would have his own destiny and journey to find others like him...and his family. Since the first Trolls movie, I have always admired dearly him from afar and the moment I saw him during the Trolls World Tour trailer, my heart literally poured out him and I have truly loved him for just being his wonderful, lovable self ever since~💘🥹 And that certain special troll, is none other than...Cooper~💗🌈✨

I have always been a big fan of him and he’s always been my favourite troll to begin with but every time I see him and hear him, my heart always beats so much for him, making it aflutter and words cannot describe how special he is to me...how he means the whole world to me~💞🌈💗🌈💞I mean...can you blame me? >//w//`< How could I resist and say no to such an adorable face to go with such a darling like him??💖😍💖😍💖 Cooper is more than just the goofball that we all know and love...he’s my goofball and so much more...~🥹The most amazing troll with such talent, a unique voice and a dazzling yet loving royal family to go with him...~🌟Cooper is also the prince of my heart, who deserves all the love and happiness in the world...and I feel so blessed to be the one to give it all to him, along with my heart~🥰💝💝🥰 April 24th 2020 was the day I drew Cooper for the very first time, and when I started shipping myself with him. And together, him and I have remained strong and inseparable ever since!🫶🏻😌💕We’ve had such happy memories together - becoming part of his world and family, sharing one another’s lives and music, even officially marrying and creating our own dear little life together~✨💜💗💚✨And I wish to keep on loving Cooper forevermore~💓😊

Which is why I dedicate this very special piece above (with a textless version too) to us, inspired by one of my favourite scenes in TWT - where King Quincy and Queen Essence were happily together with their twin eggs (before our dear Cooper was cruelly snatched away from them😭) and I wished to capture that tender moment between Cooper and I, with our darling Toby's egg nestled warmly within my hair~🥰 EEEEEEE~!!😍🤩😍I am so, sooooo happy and truly over the moon of how all of this turned out~!💖🥹💖Just how I imagined it, especially Cooper snuggling against me with his neck wrapped around me as we lovingly embrace one another, feeling like the proud parents we are~💜💗💚😚I am also chuffed with the cherry blossoms I drew to make the bed cover look more prettier~🌸 I would like to deeply and gratefully thank many wonderful peeps out there for helping bring my beloved OTP to life, such as my lovely @x-elyssa-x, KaitlinEXE, @gloryraiin, @jaguardorado16, @vampireflowerarts, @zoey-nillesen, @king-trollex-fangirl, @glitchy-witchy1994, @blooeyedtroll, @kittyball23, @angoraram, @yeenstrollart, @asa-de-ouro, @whiteflame-selfship and many more, for all the beautiful commissions, gift art and loving support you have given me over the past four years, and for putting all your fantastic work and effort, and heart and soul into every single one which I absolutely love to this very day~💞🌟💙💜💛💚🌟💞 I can’t thank you all and the rest of the Trolls Fandom enough for how amazing and welcoming you’ve all been to me when I first jumped onto the bandwagon, and I am so happy I did too!💖🤗Thank-you all so much for everything, including all the dear friends I’ve made and all the loving supporters I have gained - bless you all and don’t stop being awesome~!✌🏻🤩✨💕 And finally, thank-you ever so much for everything, Cooper...my cupcake king and sweet jellybean~🩷♛🧁🫂For always being there for me, making me feel such love and happiness I never could imagine~💝🥰🌈I am truly blessed and the luckiest lass alive to such a wonderful darling like you in my life and by my side~💗😇🪽U///w///U

🎊💜♓💗♎💚🎉~Happy 4th Anniversary, Cooper...my beloved prince, my one & only...~ I love you so much with all my heart, more than life itself...and I will keep on loving you so, forevermore and beyond~🎉💜♓💗♎💚🎊

*~Reblogs are also deeply appreciated as well, so please do reblog as well as like! Thank-you kindly!~*

Cooper (c) DreamWorks Trolls/DreamWorks Animation

Trollsona Jussy/Justina Butterfly & Toby/Toby's Egg (c) @jade-green-butterfly (Me~!)

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camillasgirl · 21 days

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“This is one of the great love matches. Everyone talks about young love, but this is enduring love of a kind that is rare and wonderful. They are two good, decent, nice people who make each other happy.Their relationship is something good and strong to see.” - Nic Paravicini, The Duchess of Cornwall’s former brother-in-law

♥ Happy 19th wedding anniversary, Charles and Camilla! ♥

#king charles iii #queen camilla #happy anniversary #can't believe it's been 19 years...#happy 2nd anniversary to my wife and myself ;)

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penny00dreadful · 1 year

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It's my birthday! 🎂

So here, have a snapshot of one of my WIPs. A Steddie vampire story with a twist!

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There was a knock at the door.

Eddie recognised it immediately, drying off his hands on a nearby tea towel and walking through the house to open the front door.

“Hey Robbie.”

Robin didn’t say anything, she never did anymore. She didn’t even really look at him, just glanced up to meet his eyes, hunched in on herself before dropping her gaze back to the floor and shuffling inside, coming to a stop in the sitting room doorway.

“Wayne is asleep upstairs so I’m afraid you’ll have to deal with the cartoons today instead of your own personal Eddie Munson concert.” Eddie smiled, trying to force some levity into his voice but it didn’t work. Levity wasn’t something any of them were really capable of anymore.

Robin didn’t acknowledge that he’d said anything but just moved forward, lowering herself down into the side of the couch deepest into the room and curled into herself even more, waiting for him to turn the tv on and switch to the right channel.

It must be one of the really, really bad days. Usually she liked him to make as much noise as possible around her, to keep her brain from fucking her up on the inside too much but today? On days like this? He knew nothing would work. He just had to be there around her to make sure she didn’t get so lost in her head she couldn’t come back out.

Eddie didn’t want to think about where they would be if the government hadn’t provided him and his uncle the house directly across the road from the Buckleys by pure coincidence. He didn’t want to think about where she would be or what could have happened in the last month had he not been here to distract or just exist around her whenever she called.

He sat down gently next to her, not touching her but close enough if she needed him to reach out. Some days she just needed to be away from her parents house. They just didn’t understand the kind of trauma she’d been through. Not the way everyone else in their group did. Wayne didn’t know exactly what had gone on with the Upside Down either, but he didn’t push. So sometimes she just needed to get away.

Other times… other times she got so caught up and lost in memories and what if’s that she had to remove herself and be with someone familiar.

Eddie waited for Robin to move first. It didn’t take long. Barely two minutes into sitting together she slowly tipped to the side and placed her head on his shoulder. He glanced down at her but she hadn’t taken her eyes off the tv, her face was the same blank mask it always was now, void of emotion. He curled an arm around her and pulled her closer, settling in for a long afternoon being with her on the couch in silence.

They didn’t speak. Conversation wasn’t something that happened with Robin anymore. Sometimes he'd pull his guitar out and spend hours playing to her, or around her. Sometimes he’d ramble at her until his throat was dry, talking about DnD or whatever movies he’d caught on the tv recently, whatever books he’d been reading or music he’d been listening to. Just to fill the void. She always stayed quiet. She just needed distraction and someone around her to keep her from her worst thoughts and Eddie was happy to provide that.

And it wasn’t just Robin. Once they'd landed back in the Rightside-Up, he’d had to pull himself together and start taking care of their little fractured Fellowship because really he was the best candidate. He was the newest member so he shouldn’t have been as attached as everyone else had been.

But deep down he knew that was a lie. He might have had the least amount of time with him but it had been time enough for something to burrow deep into his heart.

A month ago they had all failed. The cracks in the earth had carved through Hawkins, making it almost uninhabitable. Having his name cleared wasn’t exactly the big shiny fuck you comeback he'd hoped. The town had mostly emptied and people had fled, never to look back. But hey, at least he could go outside again, right?

In the aftermath of everything, the Party, the Fellowship, the family was… destroyed.

Scattered.

Adrift.

They all stayed within Hawkins.

Just in case.

Because Vecna wasn’t dead. He hadn’t died. He was still alive, still kicking, still plotting their demise so they couldn’t leave. Eddie wasn’t sure how everyone had convinced their parents to let them stay, or convinced them to stay with them. He had only needed to share a look with Wayne.

He understood. Maybe it was something behind the eyes. They need to see this through to the end.

They had to finish it.

Robin was… broken. Afterwards she watched everyone move around her as if in a perpetual daze, wilting. A shadow of her former self. Eddie had a front row seat to her deteriorating state. Sometimes he’d come home from a gate patrol to find her sitting silent and dead eyed on his porch. Sometimes he was the only one who would be able to get her to eat, often something hot and fresh courtesy of Wayne and his own quiet worry.

Nancy had been enraged and vicious ever since. Throwing herself into research and action with military precision and no one was allowed to step a foot out of line. It scared all of them. She’d lash out at each of them with the barest of provocation, biting and angry and determined to eviscerate Vecna after what had happened.

When the California Crew finally arrived back and Eddie had to break the news to them all over again… that was the first night he’d gone to Loch Nora.

Dustin had joined Nancy in her anger for the first week, spitting and cursing at all of them in turn. Blaming himself, blaming Eddie, screaming and furious.

It had only ended after he’d punched Mike in the jaw in a fit of rage.

El had stopped him from beating Mike to a bloody pulp, holding him still with an outstretched hand, gentle but firm. Dustin had been frothing at the mouth, spitting at her to let me go, he deserves it! The prick deserves it, how dare he say that!

El had looked at him with wide, sad eyes before she whispered “Steve would be so disappointed.”

Silence echoed through the house in the wake of her statement before Dustin collapsed in on himself, wailing and screaming his anguish out into Eddie’s hair who held him through it for hours.

Nancy had stormed out, disappearing into the treeline behind Eddie’s house and coming back an hour later with rips and tears in her clothes, her knuckles bloodied and dried tear tracks down her face. She was still angry and driven after that, but not quite as dictatorial as she’d been before.

When he learned Will had named Mike the heart of the Party in some busted old pizza van, Eddie thought there was a bit too much bias there because he couldn’t see how. But it got him thinking because if Mike was the heart, Steve had been the soul.

And the soul of their Fellowship was gone.

None of them knew how to move forward, to keep going. Eddie could see from his distance as the newbie of the group and through the crumbling foundations of their friendships that all of them had always relied on Steve to keep them together. But they’d never told him. They’d never admitted it. They didn’t know if he knew. But he had to have known, right? Had to have known how important, how fundamental, how central he had been to all their lives.

Even Eddie who’d officially known him the shortest amount of time was fucked up over it. He’d known of him in school, but he’d only ever really gotten to know him in a few short days before it was all over. His perception of everything had been turned on his head. Steve is-

Was.

A good dude.

It had almost been unfair. He was unfailingly kind, overwhelmingly pretty, stupidly brave and incredibly loyal. It had felt like a gift to know him, even if it was just for a few days. He’d give anything for just a few more.

Mike, Will and El were getting to the stage where they could start telling stories about him. Funny, embarrassing, heartbreaking stories that made them laugh and cry in equal measure.

Lucas and Max were not there yet. They couldn’t be in the same room as the stories if they tried.

No one dared try to speak of him around Dustin. It was just too raw.

According to Hopper, his parents had just straight up abandoned the house and Hawkins. Their son was dead and they’d heard about it on the news. The story of the ‘earthquake fissures’ and the ‘plucky few who loved their hometown so much, they refused to leave’ had gone global along with a tribute to those who’d laid down their lives to keep the town safe. Steve’s name was at the top. Finally, something his parents could give a shit about.

The Fellowship tried, they all really tried to keep themselves together. Two weeks after Steve died and the most raw of all of the feelings had changed to an ever present and consuming dull ache rather than a sharp pain, they’d all had a sleepover. Like they always used to do, apparently. Eddie hosted. They all had keys to Steve’s house but no one could stomach even the sight of it. It hurt too much.

Nobody spoke much that night. As much as they could have pretended everything was back like it used to be, everyone felt the shift. Something within them had broken irreparably.

They didn’t have any sleepovers after that.

Eddie looked down as Robin shifted against him, getting to her feet. He wasn’t sure how long they’d sat in front of the tv together, but it had been long enough for the sun to go down. He watched her cross the street, only tearing his eyes away when her own front door closed behind her.

He glanced down at the keys to his van and was starting up the engine before he even realised he’d moved. He just needed a moment… away.

He wasn’t sure when he’d made it a habit to go to the Harrington house, but over the last month he’d found himself escaping there more and more often, courtesy of the upper classes' complete lack of common sense, hiding a spare key under the doormat.

It should feel weird being here but instead it just felt… hushed.

Familiar.

Steve was stained here, even if it was all concentrated in his bedroom. It was the only place in the world that still seemed to carry a shard of him.

He didn't want to think about how creepy being here was. He chose to simply ignore it. Pretend it wasn’t weird to wrap himself in a dead pretty boy’s duvet and stare at a dead pretty boy’s trophy shelf like it would contain the answers to the universe while he tried not to collapse under the weight of keeping everyone else afloat. The whole house would be perpetually still and quiet. It was a tomb of memories, unnervingly silent, holding on to echoes of him like a museum dedicated to him. Every time he touched something outside Steve’s bedroom, he felt like an alarm would go off and security guards would descend. Each time he looked to a corner of the ceiling he expected to see a security camera blinking down at him.

It was unexplainable and inexplicable, curling up in Steve’s bed, so he just did it, rather than dwell on it. He could feel bad about it later, when it no longer brought him comfort. Being here gave him the will to power through just one more day trying to keep the threads of the Fellowship together. It made him feel kind and loyal and brave. Like whisps of Steve were reaching out and lending him his strength. It was the only reason he’d gotten through the first week of Dustin blaming him for Steve’s death, of Robin staring blankly at nothing. He would have caved in on himself otherwise.

It wasn’t often that he allowed himself to fall asleep here in the dusty memory of Steve’s space but whenever he did it was fitful and thankfully, relatively dreamless.

Tonight was not one of those nights.

He knew he was dreaming as soon as he saw him.

It was the same dream he’d had for the last month.

But knowing and being able to change how it went were two different things and each time Eddie was forced to play his part exactly as he had the night Steve died.

It had been the thing Dustin had lashed out at Eddie for the most. Eddie was supposed to be the distraction with him. Steve had decided at the last second that he just couldn’t leave his baby brother out of his sight. Eddie understood, he got it. So he’d agreed to swap out. He went with Robin and Nancy to the Creel house. He’d thrown molotov’s harder than anything he’d thrown before, but it hadn’t mattered. Vecna had crashed through the attic window and disappeared when they went down to check.

The trudge back to the trailer had been tense and twitchy, only broken when they’d heard Dustin screaming through the treeline.

That sound was the most terrifying thing he’d ever heard because he knew that Steve would never have let Dustin get hurt.

So if Dustin was hurt, it could only mean that something had happened to Steve.

Eddie never ran harder in his life but in the end it hadn’t mattered. Dustin had Steve’s body clutched in his arms, begging his friend, his brother, his dad to come back to him.

There was so much blood. Red and black blood mixed around him, caked on the end of his nail bat, covering his hands and spilling out of his mouth like he’d torn into those bats again, the same as he had back at the lake.

One whole side of his neck was missing. Eddie had moved around, pressing onto the other side with two fingers, looking for a pulse he knew wouldn’t be there. Dark red blood that had coagulated into chunks had gushed suddenly out of the open wound and Dustin screamed, high and horrified and Eddie thought his skin was going to turn inside out at the sound.

Of course there was no pulse and no breath. His body was cold and unnaturally still, his wide open honey brown eyes were dull and unseeing.

Steve was dead.

So completely and utterly dead that no one tried to make the argument to save him because there was nothing there. Just an empty shell wearing Steve’s beautiful face.

Nancy stared down at him, ghostly pale and shaking, muttering to herself “Not again, please don’t take him too.”

Dustin fought, kicked and screamed, growled and bit when they tried to pull him away. He refused to leave him there, in the Upside Down, but what could they do? Steve was the strong one, he was the athlete. The large built tank. Eddie, Robin and Nancy were all skinny and completely muscle-less. The only reason they were able to get Dustin out was because all his thrashing had damaged his ankle further, the pain making him go limp and dazed long enough to pull him back toward the gate under Eddie’s arm.

Eddie had to pull himself together very quickly to try to usher these three out. He’d have to take care of them, he knew it empirically, he could see it on their faces. He didn’t know how he was going to do it. He’d just have to remember what Wayne had done for him and try to follow his lead.

One moment he was helping Dustin up the trailer stairs, the next moment he realised Robin wasn’t with them. He looked back and his heart fell out of his stomach at the sight that greeted him.

She had laid down on the ground next to Steve and taken his hand, still and quiet. A thought had entered Eddie’s mind, of how Quasimodo’s story had ended in the book and it terrified him.

Nancy had whispered to her for minutes though it felt like hours as he watched, eventually coaxing Robin up and leading her back towards the trailer, though not before they both tenderly kissed Steve’s cold face and Robin fixed his hair exactly how he liked it. She glanced up at Eddie with a watery sad smile as she passed.

“There is all that I ever loved.” She whispered to him with one final look back to Steve, confirming Eddie’s worst fears.

She would have been content to lie next to him, waiting for death to come to her, joining her soulmate in eternity.

She hadn’t uttered a word since.

But before the dream could continue into the agony of Dustin turning his rage back on Eddie, he awoke with a jump.

He wasn’t quite sure what had woken him from his slumber at first. He was surrounded by the smell of Steve that had long faded but he could still imagine it. The stillness of the house around him set him on edge and made him feel watched. But Steve’s room was always separated from that feeling. It felt safe and protected.

That feeling disappeared into dust as the bedroom door creaked.

Eddie shot up from the bed, swinging one of Steve’s nail bats at the dark figure looming in the doorway.

It was too broad to be Nancy or Robin or Joyce or Jonathan, too tall to be any one of the kids or Argyle, too short to be Hopper. Was this the Demogorgan he’d heard stories about? He hadn’t seen one yet.

Eddie brought the nail bat down with as much power as he could muster, which was not a lot considering his nerd arms, aiming right for the shoulder-neck junction.

A hand shot out, grasping the bat just above where Eddie’s fingers clutched desperately to it, stopping it dead in a strong, immovable grip.

Eddie yanked backwards, attempting to pull the bat with him but felt it ripped from his hands with incredible force and he braced, squeezing his eyes shut and tensing his body.

He was going to die. This is how he died.

“That’s mine.” A voice said to him with just the faintest tinge of amusement.

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