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hotvintagepoll · 8 days

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Hedy Lamarr (Samson and Delilah, Ziegfeld Girl)—Look. I'm sure someone has already submitted Hedy Lamarr because she was spectacularly beautiful, and a very strong lady too: she fled both an abusive marriage AND nazi persecution at a very young age and rebuilt a life for herself pursuing her love for acting all on her own!! Her career as an actress was stellar; while she began acting outside of Hollywood (her very first movie, Ecstasy, won a prize at the Venice Film Festival), she conquered American hearts very quickly with her first movie in the US, Algiers, and then just kept getting better and better. If all this isn't enough, she was also an inventor: her invention of the frequency-hopping spread spectrum radio transmission technique forms the base of bluetooth and has a lot of applications in all kinds of communication technologies. I think that deserves a prize, don't you?

Gina Lollobrigida (Solomon and Sheba, The Hunchback of Notre Dame)— One of the highest profile movie stars in Europe across the 50s and 60s. International sex symbol. Starring in European and American movies. She appeared in movies alongside Hollywood stars such as Humphrey Bogart and Rock Hudson. Was in 54 movies by 1970. A MOVIE STAR in every essence. Has a star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. Won three David di Donatello, a Golden Globe two Nastro d'Argento, and six Bambi awards. And nominated for more.

This is round 4 of the tournament. All other polls in this bracket can be found here. Please reblog with further support of your beloved hot sexy vintage woman.

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Hedy Lamarr:

The only person you can find both on the Hollywood Walk of Fame and in the Inventor's Hall of Fame--her radio-frequency-hopping technology forms the basis for cordless phones, wi-fi, and a dozen other aspects of modern life. She was also passionate in her efforts to aid the Allies in WWII (unsurprising for a Jewish-Austrian Emigree to America), and her name served as the backbone for one of the best running jokes in what is possibly Mel Brooks' best movie. Look, Louis B. Mayer apparently believed he could plausibly promote her as "The world's most beautiful woman". Is an entire website full of people going to be less audacious than one Louis B. Mayer? I didn't think so!

Described as "Hedy has the most incredible personal sophistication. She knows the peculiarly European art of being womanly; she knows what men want in a beautiful woman, what attracts them, and she forces herself to be these things. She has magnetism with warmth, something that neither Dietrich nor Garbo has managed to achieve" by Howard Sharpe, she managed to escape her controlling husband (and Nazi Germany) by a) Disguising as her maid and fleeing to Paris or b) Convincing the husband to let her wear all of her jewelry to a dinner, only to disappear afterwards. Also she was particularly clever and helped develop Frequency-Hopping Spread Spectrum (I can't really explain it but anyway...)

Her depiction of Delilah and Samson and Delilah just lives rent free in my head. The woman was gorgeous.

One of the most beautiful women ever in film, spoken by many critics and fans. Beautiful shapely figure, deeper seductive voice, and often played femme fatale roles. She was also brilliant and an inventor. Mainly self-taught, she invested her spare time, including on set between takes, in designing and drafting inventions, which included an improved traffic stoplight and a tablet that would dissolve in water to create a flavored carbonated drink, and much more.

Gorgeous and brilliant pioneer of modern technology and the middle part.

Gina Lollobrigida:

She was an international sex symbol once dubbed as The Most Beautiful Woman In The World. She acted in films in both Italy and France before starring in Beat The Devil with Humphrey Bogart. When portraying soprano Lina Cavalieri, she sang all of the songs in her own voice. This role won her the very first David di Donatello Award for Best Actress, Italy's academy awards.

She was one of the highest-profile European actresses of the 1950s and 1960s, a period in which she was an international sex symbol. Humphrey Bogart once said of her: "She makes Marilyn Monroe look like Shirley Temple."

Literally starred in a movie called "The Most Beautiful Woman in the World". I rest my case.

#gina lollobrigida #hedy lamarr #hotvintagepoll #ladies 4 #fuck that old woman

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marian-1122 · 5 months

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Mick Jones performing live at Notre Dame Hall , Leicester Square , Westminster , London , UK , 6th July , 1979 .

©️ Virginia Turbett/Redferns

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greenbagjosh · 2 years

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Overview of places in Summer 1997

Guten Tag! Bonjour! I wanted to continue on with my preview of Summer 1997 to let you know where I went. I had a two month rail pass in which I could choose to go on weekend trips. I was able only to use the railpass up to the 20th July 1997, as I would not be able to use the pass on 17th August because it would have expired. With my limited wages as a Praktikant, I had to take advantage of certain discounts as available.

An overview where I went in Summer 1997 Paris CDG to Paris Nord by RER Champs des Elysees, La Defense Cergy-Pontoise, the entry to EuroDisney Notre Dame de Paris, Centre Georges Pompidou and Chatelet les Halles Bercy 2 mall, Montmartre and Sacre Coeur Paris Gare de l'Est to Strasbourg, Kehl, Karlsruhe, Stuttgart, and Munich Dachau, Starnberger See Landshut, Regensburg (spent Saturday overnight there!), Salzburg Zurich, Milan Pilsen, Prague Hamburg, Flensburg Stuttgart, Ulm, Neu-Ulm, Füssen for Neuschwanstein Castle Park de Luxembourg, Eiffel Tower Site of Bastille prison

homeward flight via JFK

All in all it was a nice summer. I hope to recount everything from the 26th May to 19th August 1997. For some places I have photos and I recorded music from the radio on a HS-J3NN series radio that was on its last legs but it still recorded quite good material even then, onto C90 blank cassettes.

My good camera stopped taking flash photos, so I had to buy a cheap one in Stuttgart. I replaced that one in April 1998, but even that had to be replaced.

The summer in 1997 prompted me to try my luck at a Werkstudent position which I was able to get for summer 1998.

Anyway I hope next week to have some stories of what happened during the last week of May 1997. Hope you will join me then.

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theclasharchives · 8 months

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the clash in 1979 at notre dame hall, photographed by virginia turbett the clash played notre dame hall in july of 1979, 6 months before the release of 3rd album; london calling. this show contains the only known recordings and performances of the songs hateful and i'm not down. the audience heckled throughout the gig, unimpressed and unhappy with the new songs and musical developments.

#the clash #punk #uk punk #70s punk #classic punk #joe strummer #paul simonon #mick jones #topper headon #new wave #1979 #notre dame hall #photos #london calling

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hugshughes · 5 months

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invisible string L. Hughes

Luke Hughes x fem!reader

synopsis - Luke had been one of your closest friends since childhood. Somehow, everything in both of your lives just came back to each other.

wc - 3.8k

contains - cursing, literally nothing, extremeeeeeeeee fluff, kissing, hugging, cuddling, (im just a girl ok), obliviousness, this is a bittttt cliche... THEY CONFESS AND KISS IN THE RAIN OK???? idiots in love, eating and drinking. TAKES PLACE SUMMER 2023 (like end of May???)

an - SLIGHTLY EDITED!!! im hunrgy. anyways THIS WAS SO FCUKINF CUTE TO WRITEEEEEEE. my luke baby is so invisible string😇😇😇😇. ugh i miss him. i (possibly intoxicatedly) karaoked better man by Taylor Swift the other night just fyi. my author notes are like my personal diary because i assume no one reads them. i could prob say my ss number and full name address and no one would ever know. do u guys know how fuckign embarrassing it is to reread a fic u posted a few days ago and find typos like u guys probably think im stupid and hate me now. this was not at all about Luke Hughes or Invisible String... ENJOY BABIES!!!!

green was the color of the grass, where i used to read in centennial park. i used to think i would meet somebody there.

You were what some would call a hopeless romantic. You loved love. You loved reading it, watching it, seeing it in real life, it was just beautiful to you.

You'd grown up with the Hughes boys. They were your neighbors during the summer, your family's lake house being next to theirs. You were the same age as their youngest son, Luke. You two were ride or dies during the summer, and when you finally got a phone in seventh grade, you two texted the rest of the year.

It was finally summer, your school year at Notre Dame had come to a close and you were able to fly home and go to the lake with your family all by May 13th. You watched the final Canes games against the boys, you were sad for them, but so proud of your best friend.

It was nearing June, and you were alone in the lake house, opting out of the afternoon boat ride for some peace and quiet. You walked through the halls, stopping at the dresser covered in summer photos. You and your brother, you and Luke, more you and Luke, and some of your brother and the Hughes.

teal was the color of your shirt, when you were sixteen at the yogurt shop. you used to work at to make a little money.

You noticed one of your favorite photos wasn't there, the one of you and Luke when you were about 16, you're both standing behind the counter at the ice cream place you two worked at during that summer. You spent all day with Luke during those days, and it was the best.

You opened the dresser the photos sat on, seeing more photos. The ice cream shop one, and one you weren't anticipating. You didn't know your mom had printed and framed it. It was you and Luke the summer you were 18, both smiling at the camera with the sunset in the background as you sat on his lap in an Adirondack chair in the backyard of the Hughes' house.

The photo gave you crazy butterflies. That summer was the last time you saw Luke during the summer. Last summer you two were both at the lake at different times, you'd seen his whole family, minus him. His mom told you how he was still with his college teammates on a different Michigan lake. You had to act like you didn't really care, even though you did, so much.

Since the picture was just sitting in the dresser, not on display, you decided to take it to your room. You placed it gently on your bedside table, smiling then leaving to go down to the pool.

time, curious time. gave me no compasses, gave me no signs.

It was weird how you and Luke always seemed to be pulled together. There was some driving force between you two that was unbreakable, not even if you wanted it to. When it wasn't the summer, you lived three hours from the Hughes family, so randomly bumping into Luke was even more bizarre than anything else.

You remember when you were 15, you and your mom were picking up dinner one night at a local place and in walks Luke, Jack, and Ellen. You squealed when you saw him, running over to say hey. The boys had been in town for hockey, weirdly enough.

Interactions like that happened way more often than normal, you randomly bumped into the boy at least once every two or three months for years.

were there clues i didn't see? and isn't it just so pretty to think,

You remember when you were surprised by Luke at age 17. He came and surprised you as your prom date and you were floored. He had flowers and a corsage for you, and his tie matched your dress perfectly. Your moms thought it was the cutest thing ever, how you both blushed and giggled when near each other.

all along there was some invisible string, tying you to me?

Even though you two couldn't seem to get away from each other, neither of you ever made a move romantically. It just didn't seem realistic, you already lived hours away from each other and were going to colleges even farther, well Luke was going to the NHL but you get the point.

You guys were just best friends, always best friends. Your families knew, especially his brothers. They were your biggest fans, probably because they saw how you made their baby brother, how soft he was with you. You made him gentle, but also made him more comfortable and talkative, which Quinn and Jack loved.

ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

Luke made you weak, and your family noticed. You could jokingly bicker with him, but when it came down to real disagreement, you never could with Luke. He just gave you those deep hazel eyes and you were melted on the floor. He was just that person for you. The one who could ask you to do anything under the sun and you'd do it for his praise.

You spent long nights with Luke, sitting in the backyard of one of your lake houses and watching the moon and stars and talking about anything. You could listen to Luke talk about property tax for hours and probably never get bored, that's how much you admired him.

bad was the blood of the song in the cab, on your first trip to L.A. you ate at my favorite spot for dinner.

You remember the weirdest instance of your bumping into each other, you were in Los Angeles with friends during the very beginning of winter break and saw Luke eating in the same restaurant as you with a couple of his friends.

You texted him, not believing what you were seeing. You asked him if he was in L.A. When he responded 'Yes just for a few days why' you were shocked. You stood and made your way across the noisy restaurant and went up to his table, where you put your hand on his shoulder and when he turned around, he was the most surprised he'd been in a long time.

You remember he jumped up, hugging you so tightly, pulling away with his jaw still dropped. You guys always told each other you had to stop meeting 'like this', but it never seemed to stop.

The next day, you two planned to branch out from your friends and meet up for lunch. You guys drove a little ways from Los Angeles, east into the country, and ate at the cutest restaurant that had a view of a lake. You two always found yourselves together by lakes.

bold was the waitress on our three year trip, getting lunches down by the lake. she said i looked like an american singer.

You remember how bold your waitress was at that restaurant, immediately boasting about how she thought you two were the cutest couple she'd ever seen. Your face was burning hot, trying not to have a breakdown in the middle of the restaurant. It got even worse when Luke didn't correct her and just said 'Thank you', instead.

That was the last time you saw Luke, you were hoping to see him very soon, though. It had been almost two weeks since the loss to the Canes, so it made sense for the boys to be arriving soon. You'd already seen Ellen and Jim a couple of nights on the back porch with your parents, but no 6'2 boys named Luke were to be seen.

time, mystical time. cutting me open then healing me fine. were there clues i didn't see?

You'd had two boyfriends in your life. One in your 8th-grade year and freshman year of high school, then one in your junior year of high school. You'd broken up with boyfriend #2 because you realized you compared him to Luke, every move he made, you compared to Luke. It made you feel terrible, but you were head over heels for another boy.

You and Luke had your senior sunrises on the same day during your senior years, and decided to skip them and drive to the lake to watch the sunrise together. Your moms were furious, but it was one of the best memories you had with him.

Your interest in each other was so painfully obvious that most of your and his family referred to you as his girl during the summer. 'Where's Luke's girl?', or 'We're just waiting for Moose's girl.' It was never when you two were in the same room, so your reactions were always priceless.

and isn't it just so pretty to think, all along there was some invisible string, tying you to me?

Your family was back from their afternoon boating escapade and you could hear them all bustling in. The second they walked in you heard your brother shout for you.

"Moosey's girl! Come down here!"

ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

You blushed madly, getting up from your bed and walking down the stairs with an annoyed look on your face. When you got to the bottom of the stairs you could see your sister-in-law slapping your brother across the back of his head, telling him to leave you alone.

"What do you want?"

You immediately went from annoyed to overjoyed when your almost two year old niece ran over to you, shouting out your name. You picked her up, giving her a kiss on her tubby cheek, embracing her sandy and salt water ridden love.

"We're going out to dinner in like, an hour and a half? Honestly just whenever we can get that little monster bathed and dressed."

You nodded but immediately jumped to defend your little best friend.

"This thing? This baby is an angel, aren't you?"

The little girl nodded, a sassy smile on her face as she tried to say 'angel, dada.' in her slurred toddler speech.

"See?"

Your brother gave you both a look, before springing into action to grab his baby, tickling all the giggles and sqeals out of her.

You talked and played for a little longer before getting ready to go. You quickly showered and dried your hair, putting on a little linen white summer dress, and your old pair of Birkenstocks. You drove with your brother and sister-in-law on the way to dinner, sitting next to your niece in the backseat.

a string that pulled me out of all the wrong arms, right into that dive bar.

You guys were seated immediately at the restaurant, you sat between your sister-in-law and dad at the table, just close enough to talk to your favorite niece.

The restaurant was a popular spot for locals and tourists near the lake. It had a big bar in the middle and lots of tables surrounding, it was loud, but not obnoxious, and very homey. You'd probably been there over a hundred times in your life.

You were watching a random golf tournament on one of the many TVs in the bar when your brother called out your name. You looked up and the look on his face was excitement and shock.

"Look who happened to show up!"

something wrapped up all of my past mistakes, in barbed wire. chains around my demons. wool to brave the seasons.

He pointed behind him, and your eyes followed the trail to the entrance, where you saw none other than Luke Hughes standing with his family, waiting to be seated. Your jaw dropped, and a smile came over you. You saw Quinn hit Luke and then point directly at you, and when your eyes met Luke's, you could've fainted. He was in khakis and a white polo and looked so handsome.

You stood up, mumbling something to your family before practically running over to the entrance, throwing your arms around Luke.

one single thread of gold tied me to you.

"Holy shit."

Luke had his arms wrapped around you so tightly, he was so surprised to see you. He knew he would have seen you tomorrow if not tonight but he still just missed you and was shocked.

"We have gotta stop meeting like this."

You giggled when you pulled away from him, as reluctant as you were on the inside. You quickly hugged the rest of his family, not without Jack whispering, 'hey Moose's girl' to you.

You pleaded with the bar staff to push more tables together so you could sit with the Hughes, and it didn't take much convincing, seeing they'd known you since you were 6.

You sat next to Luke after the readjustment for the new tables, now sitting between him and your niece, who had all but thrown a fit about how she wanted to sit by you, not her dad, which made you laugh in his face.

At some point, you'd taken the baby from her high chair and brought her into your lap. You and Luke were both in your little world with her, she was so cute and loving. You guys didn't notice how practically the whole table stared at you with knowing eyes, they all knew, everyone except for you two.

The food came, and the baby was back in her seat. You just talked and talked and talked to Luke. You'd last seen him in December, and there was just so much to say. You'd both had tons of stuff happen to you, his NHL career, your career, everything was so exciting to tell him about.

Luke was so heavily infatuated with you, it was funny. His brothers watched as he folded for you so easily, admiring every syllable that left your mouth, nodding like a man possessed. They mumbled to each other, making fun of their baby brother's obliviousness.

cold was the steel of my axe to grind, for the boys who broke my heart. now i send their babies presents.

At some point, dinner got a little bit boring so you pulled out your phone, and what popped up was the baby registry you were buying something off of for your ex-boyfriend's pregnant wife. It was funny, how everything boiled down. Luke saw the infant clothing on your phone and gave you a questionable look.

"'S there something you're not telling me?"

You looked up at him, then back to your phone, your eyes going wide at the insinuation.

"Oh my God, Luke, no! This is for Darren's soon to be born baby, with his wife.

"Darren? Like your ex boyfriend Darren?"

You nodded, laughing and explaining the whole thing to him. You'd somehow become friends with his now wife in your freshman year of college, her junior year, and with the way the world worked for you of course she was married to your ex-boyfriend.

The rest of the night was perfect, and ended with your whole family, minus your sleeping niece, in the Hughes' backyard around the fire pit. That night you ended up right back where you were in the picture on your nightstand, right in Luke's lap in your favorite Adirondack chair.

You spent the next week with the Hughes boys, specifically your Hughes boy. You drove the boat out on the lake, wake surfed, Luke even convinced you to go golfing, not that it took him very long because you would say yes to anything he asked.

gold were the color of the leaves, when i showed you centennial park.

You sat by Luke at the end of the dock while you two watched the very cloudy sunset. There was supposed to be rain soon, but it didn't mean the sunset wasn't still pretty. Your thighs were pressed together with how close you sat to each other, giving you both warmth in your chest.

Neither of you said anything, but you both felt something when you let your head rest on his shoulder.

"This is so pretty, Lukey. I missed this with you."

It wasn't much, but it was a way to say that you loved him without saying the real words. I missed watching the sunset with you, I've always loved you.

hell was the journey, but it brought me heaven.

"I missed you."

You closed your eyes, you just wanted to be with him, didn't matter where. You could be watching a sunset on the lake or climbing a mountain, if you were with Luke you were happy.

"Think it's gonna rain soon?"

You looked up at him when you asked, your head never leaving his shoulder. He looked down for a second, before looking out at the sky.

time, wondrous time. gave me the blues and then purple-pink skies.

"Probably, but let's just stay for a few more minutes, okay?"

"Okay."

You relaxed into him further. His arm went to your back, rubbing back and forth. It could probably be pouring down rain and you wouldn't even notice, not when you had Luke with you, like this, you were Moose's girl after all.

It started sprinkling, causing you to look back at Luke, waiting to see if he reacted. He didnt, so you just stayed. Rain never hurt anybody, you'd be the last person to ruin this moment complaining about rain.

This was so strange. It felt like you were stuck in time, the gentle rain made you feel encapsulated in the moment. You sat there, staring off at the sky, the sunset was not as clear now with the thick clouds rolling in, but the colors were still there. The rain kept on passing through, the drops gaining weight and speed.

Luke didn't mind the rain, but he didn't want you to feel like he was forcing you out here, so he shifted to stand, grabbing your hand.

"C'mon, you can't get sick during summer."

You sighed, letting him pull you to your feet. He didn't let go of your hand as he turned to pull you back to your house. You don't know what came over you, but the circumstances seemed perfect, you felt like you had to tell him. You pulled him to a stop, and he turned to look with a confused face.

"What's wrong?"

You looked from him to the ground, looking at your feet, the worn dock you'd run around on summer after summer, the lake you grew up swimming with him in. This place was so full of Luke, of you and Luke.

"I, I really like you Luke. Like literally since we were 12, and I, I just.."

You trailed off, looking anywhere but those eyes.

Luke was flabbergasted. That's the only word to describe how he felt. The girl he was in love with, just said she liked him since they were little. He just stared at her, not believing what he heard.

"Are you for real?"

You would've been embarrassed, had you not heard the pure hope in his voice. You nodded, feeling your face heat up. You covered your face with your hands self-consciously. If you could look at Luke's face, you would’ve seen how he was red all from his neck to his ears.

Luke gently grabbed your hands, pulling them away from your face, and replacing them with his own. He tilted your head back so you looked at him, staring at you for just a second before pulling you in, kissing you, finally.

and it's cool, baby, with me.

Holy shit. You were freaking out, you were probably gonna be jumping up and down whenever he decided to stop kissing you. He did pull away, after a long while, when the rain started pouring. The colors of the sunset had been drowned out by the thunderclouds but you two still felt all sunny on the inside.

There was a rumble in the far distance, while you stared at him, and him back at you. You couldn't contain your excitement, you felt like running a marathon.

"Oh my God."

Your hands went back to your face, and you literally jumped. Luke laughed as you surged with happiness. He felt the same way, his smile bigger and brighter than ever before.

You grabbed his hand, tugging him back to your house quickly. You were finally under the cover of your back porch, out of harm's way. You grabbed two towels from the outside cupboards and wrapped yourselves up, you dried your feet off before running up the stairs, Luke hot on your tail.

You two got upstairs and sat on your bathroom counter while you dried off. You talked quietly, giggling an awful lot.

Once you got dry enough, you led him to your bedroom. You grabbed one of his sweatshirts you had before going to take a pair of your brother's shorts, throwing them to Luke when you got back to your room.

"Here, go change so you don't get sick."

You noticed he had more than the stuff you'd just thrown at him in his hands, he had the picture that previously sat on your night stand.

and isn't it just so pretty to think,

"I like this picture, you have to send it to me, baby."

Baby? You could've died. You nodded, mumbling out an butchered agreement, gesturing for him to leave and get dressed again.

While he was gone, you changed into some sweatpants and another one of Luke's sweatshirts, one you'd had for almost two years. When Luke came back into your room, he'd noticed your sweatshirt immediately. It was from his travel team when he was 16, and it made him so happy.

all along there was some invisible string,

You smiled at him sweetly as he walked back over to you, grabbing your face and kissing you for the second time in the last thirty minutes. You got the same butterflies you'd had living inside you since you were a little girl. This boy had been living in your head since you'd known him, and he was finally yours after you'd been his girl for so many years.

tying you to me?

You both pulled away, wrapping each other in a hug. Luke rocked you two back and forth, leaving kisses on your head.

"I love you, Moosey."

"I love you."

ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh he-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

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strangermarvelss · 2 years

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you again?- e.m

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Henderson!Female!Reader

Summary: you run into your brother, dustin’s new idol, and it just so happens to be your ex, eddie munson

Warnings: slight angst, eddie having a great relationship with dustin, fighting, cursing, fluff, happy ending

Request?: Yes

i selected fluff but i think it could also be slighty angsty at the start? but basically henderson! reader where she is dustins older sister who used to have a secret fling/ relationship with eddie and they meet again when dustin and eddie become friends! happy ending plz! tysm <;33

Word Count: 2k

A/N: another fic as part of my collar sleepover! this is my first time writing for a henderson!reader and it was quite fun, i might do more of it. also, would like to clarify that i do not mention face or any specific features, therefore the henderson!reader could be read as adoptive or not adopted, all up to reader interpretation. enjoy!- sava

“Hey Dusty!” You shout, standing from the couch in your family living room and extending your arms. His mouth drops as he gets a good look at you, running over and wrapping his arms around you after practically tackling you. You laugh as you secure yourself around your little brother.

It’d been a few months since you saw him, having gone back to college at Notre Dame for your sophomore year. It was now December and school was out for the holidays, so coming home and being able to spend it with your family was something you’d be looking forward to.

“How was school today? Ready to be out for the break?” You ask, pulling back from your embrace to look him in the eyes. His face was still shining bright, eyes twinkling with glee as he looked at you. You loved your relationship with your brother, being able to talk about nerdy things with him made you bond a few years back, and all the bullshit with the Upside Down brought you closer together as well.

“School was great! I do have to go back for my D&D meeting, so…any chance you can drive me?” He asks, his face contorting to an convincing grin, eyebrows raised and arms lifting. You flash him a smirk and grab his head, shaking him a bit as you nod.

“We can grab ice cream on the way too, if you’d like?” You suggest. He lets out a loud giggle as her grips the straps of his backpack tighter. You chuckle to yourself and grab your bag and the keys you set on the kitchen counter, walking towards the door as he jumps for joy.

The two of you exit the car with ice cream cones in hand, you locking the door before Dustin walks you inside your old stomping grounds. It felt odd being back here, especially with your younger brother who now attended the school. You push open the double doors and walk the empty halls, nudging your brother as you turn a corner.

“So do you just meet up with Mike and Lucas at school to play now, or are you part of an actual D&D club?” you question.

“It’s a club, actually. ’twas around when you were in high school actually, it’s called Hellfire. Ring any bells?” he reveals.

Ugh, Hellfire. You used to admire the group that would walk the halls and proudly displaying their matching shirts, even joining a few sessions back during your senior year. But now it left nothing but a bad memory. You toss your cone in the nearby trash can as your your brother unzips his winter coat and flashes you the Hellfire logo and shirt you used to see so often.

“I see they still have the same logo from two years ago,” you laugh, letting your brother open the doors to the drama room and walking in. “Who runs the club now anyways? When I was here, it was-“

“Hey Eddie!” Your brother exclaims, waving to the long haired man seated on the throne at the head of the table. You freeze in place as you look at him, your eyes locking on one another as your brother sets his stuff down and begins chatting with Mike. You feel your jaw open slightly, unable to believe the sight before you.

“Y/N? What are you doing here? Didn't think you wanted to be with us freaks anymore,” Eddie lets out, his tone coming out cold and a bit vicious. You swallow down the lump that formed in your throat the minute you saw him. Dustin’s eyes flicker between the two of you, his face crumpled in confusion, as is Mike’s.

“Dustin’s my little brother,” you manage to let out. He scoffs and looks to the other members, whom you recognized from his band. You look down to the floor, embarrassment creeping up your neck and spreading across your cheeks.

“You didn’t tell me Y/N here was the infamous sister you speak about all the time, Henderson,” Eddie says, flashing his eyes and Dustin whose face was still twisted in confusion.

“Yeah well, I didn’t know you two knew each other. How exactly? I mean I know you two went to school together, but you don’t exact peg me as the type to run in the same circles,” your brother questions. You look back to Eddie who sits back in the throne, staring at you with an amused grin, throwing his hands towards you, giving you the floor.

You felt your heart rate quicken as the whole club looked at you, the other members of Corroded Coffin giving each other mischievous looks, knowing exactly how you and Eddie knew each other…seeing as he was your ex-boyfriend.

You and Eddie had kept your relationship a secret throughout your senior year, the two of you not wanting your senior years to be ruined by the judgement of your peers taking away from what was supposed to be the best year of your life. And it was…until Eddie dumped you last summer before you left for your freshman year at Notre Dame, claiming he didn’t think the distance would work, but you knew it had something to do with him not graduating with you.

“I can’t do this,” you whisper out, turning on your heel quickly and rushing out of the drama room. You push the doors to the drama room open and walking down the empty hallways as you begin to sob quietly to yourself, the feelings of your breakup mixed with the embarrassment from your interaction becoming too much for you to handle.

Just as you’re about to exit the school, you hear heavy footsteps coming from behind you, as if they were following you. You watch as Eddie’s figure peers from behind the corner, his face neutral and lacking emotions. Rolling you eyes, a scoff passes through your lips and you turn back towards the door.

“Can you please wait, Y/N?” Eddie asks from down the hall, his words echoing a bit due to the emptiness surrounding you two. Your motions stop, contemplating your decision for a moment, before ultimately giving in and turning your attention back to the metalhead.

“Who sent you after me? Jeff? Gareth? or was it one of my brother’s friends?” You question, your arms crossing as you lean against the white brick wall. He digs his hands in his pockets and kicks his Reeboks a bit, his curls bouncing as his attention turns back to you.

“No one did, actually. Henderson-your brother, was about to come after you, but,” he took a long pause, stepping closer towards you, filling the space. “I said it was my mess, so I said I’d check on you,” he tells you, his tone a bit softer as his hands move around while speaking.

“Yeah well you kind of lost the right to ‘check on me’ when you broke up with me last summer, Munson,” you spit at him, your tone telling him just annoyed you are.

“Hitting me with the last name treatment now, I see,” he chuckles to himself. “I deserve that.”

“Damn right you do,” you tell him, a small smirk creeping onto your face. He notices and a smirk appears on his face too.

“I miss you, you know?”

You let out a sigh and press your back to the wall, running your hands across your face in a bit a frustration. Eddie had been so amazing to you when you were a couple, and the past year and a half had been so difficult without him, and you thought maybe you could start getting by. But now he wants to spring this on you? Why do men have so irritating and confusing?

“If you miss me so much, then why’d you break up with me?” You question. Eddie opens his mouth to speak, but you’re quick to stop him. “And don’t give me the bullshit distance line, because Notre Dame is not that far from here, and you know I come back every chance I’m able to.”

Eddie pauses for a moment, his mouth shutting and the sound of his teeth coming together making a clear sound. You watch his face scrunch into the expression he always wore when he was deep in thought, tongue poking out ever so slightly.

“To be honest, I was embarrassed. I couldn’t deal with my failure and I took it out on our relationship. But…I also just didn’t want you to be embarrassed of me,” he reveals.

“Why would I ever be embarrassed of you Eddie?” You pry, your features softening as you look at his disappointed demeanor.

“If we were still together, your college friends would’ve judged the shit out of me for still being in high school. I’m a big failure, and I didn’t want to drag you down with me,” he answers.

“Eddie, you wouldn’t have been dragging me down with you, that’s not how relationships work. And if you had felt this way, why didn’t you just talk with me instead of just breaking things off?”

“I don’t know!” He yells out, making you jump back a little. He takes in your unsettled features and holds out a hand to you from his position on the other side of the hall. “I’m sorry, sorry. Didn’t mean to yell…i’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry you felt like you couldn’t talk with me about it, Eds. And just to let you know,” you begin, walking closer to close the distance between the two of you. “I could never be disappointed in you.”

You watch the smile reappear on his face, looking up at you through his long lashes and you mimicking his smile. He pushes himself off the wall he found purchase against, the two of you merely inches from one another.

“I know I’ve been shitty this past year-”

“Year and a half,” you correct him, a smirk still plastered on your face.

“Year and s half-but I want to try and make it up to you, and possibly…start things again?” he suggests.

You take a moment to ponder on his proposal, making him wait for your respond, even though you already knew the answer. You still loved Eddie, even after the break-up. There might have been some hostility in the beginning, maybe a few negative feelings still lingering, but you wanted to try things again and give him a chance to not be a dick.

“I would like that. But I’m going to be honest and say the break-up did hurt me…so I’m not going to forgive you so easily. You’ll have to work for it,” you tease. He just laughs but looks at you, the seriousness mixed in your face telling him just what he needed to know.

“I’m gonna have to pull out the big guns then, huh?” He smirks.

“Yeah, especially with my college friends. They’re gonna be harder to please than I am,” you laugh out. He bangs his fist over his heart and lets out an overdramatic gasp, making you laugh and shove his shoulder. The two of you begin to giggle at one another, his hand brushing over yours ever so softly.

“You want to join the campaign for tonight? I kept your character sheet in my folder, you know,” he asks, his fingers ghosting over yours and beginning to thread themselves between your own.

“Yeah, I think I will. Gotta drive Dustin home anyway, might as well join the fun,” you answer, turning your body back towards the direction of the drama room, shoving your hand in your pocket to keep your word on making him work for it, which he is quick to notice.

“Yeah, about little Henderson…do you think he’s going to be mad? About our…situation?” He questions, jogging to catch up with you as you make your way down the hall.

“Oh, I have no doubt that he’s going to flip. Looks like I’m not the only Henderson you’ll be making things up to.”

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