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LET ME CHECK YOU OUT
Pairings: George Weasley x Fem!reader Summary: you're wondering around WWW to find a gift for your nephew Warnings: mention of flirting?
PART 2 HERE
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you wondered around the shop, feeling a little cramped from all the people looking around, especially kids, running around with their hands full
you had been meaning to come to the shop ever since you saw it in the paper a few months ago, but you figured you'd go after the whole rush of the grand opening.
however your nephew's birthday was coming up and you hadn't got his gift yet, so you decided to go today, to the shop his mother wouldn't let him go to, to look for something to keep him occupied
you looked up from the ground and quickly ducked as a spark came flying around the room.
your gaze followed the spark as it flew up and exploded into a mini firework
as the bright, vibrant colours of the explosion faded away, you were left to make eye contact with a man on the second level staring down at you with a small smirk.
you felt your cheeks heat up as the man looked at you curiously.
you looked back down and continued walking through people to find something for your nephew.
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you go on your toes to reach for a product on the top shelf when a little kid runs past you, bumping into your side, making you lose your balance and stumble backwards
you were scared you were going to bump into someone or break something but then you feel arms catch you and hold you up, putting you back on your feet
"you alright?"
still a little startled, you look up, seeing the man from before, smirking down at you confidently
"y-yeah, i'm fine" you mumbled
"we usually put the best products on the top to we can help the pretty ladies that can't reach them" he winked
"what if they just used their wand?" you pondered
"they never do" he shrugged with a smile
with his hand still on your lower back, he reached up slightly and grabbed a box with the big writing 'decoy detonators'
h smiled at the box before handing it to you
"is that what you wanted?" he asked politely
"well i'm not sure.. would you say this is a good gift for an 11 year old boy?" you questioned
"oh absolutely, unless this boy's mother has a short temper" he joked
"eh, she sort of does, kind of deserves it though, she needs to loosen up" you hummed
"i'm assuming this mother is not you?" he raised an eyebrow cockily
"it could be me" you defended, as a joke
"but it's not" he smiled, taking his hand off your back and stuffing them into his pockets
"how would you know?" you frowned
he chuckled softly before he answered "well for starters you look too young, there's no wedding ring on that finger of yours and no indent of one- indicating there never was a ring- and i think if he were yours, he'd be here to tell you what he wants, or you'd know. and if you were his mother, you would not be buying this"
he tapped the box as he looked at you
"ok so maybe he's not mine, that doesn't matter" you huffed, surprised by his response
"so, is this a birthday present?" he asked curiously after clearing his throat
"yeah, he's turning eleven, i want him to have something cool before going off to hogwarts" you sighed
he towered over you, leaning against the railing as you stayed on the second level
"i think that's perfect, especially for hogwarts, he'll definitely need it if he's planning on getting into risky situation like i did" he informed
you stared up at him in thought, deciding this was the gift you'd get
"alright, great" you smiled
"is that all or would you be interested in a love potion or two? the ladies go crazy for it, although a woman as beautiful as you probably won't need it" he winked again
"how come?" you raised an eyebrow
"you probably got a handful of men swooning over you without knowing it" he smirked
"oh yeah? how would you know?" you walked past him, beginning to walk down the stairs, him trailing after you with a cocky smile
"you might be talking to one of them" he shrugged casually
"pardon?" you stopped, looking behind you as he stood a few steps up from you
"i think you heard me" he snickered as he walked down, pressing up against you as he passed your frame on the narrow stairs
you took a deep breath, watching him as he continued walking down the stairs
was this handsome businessman really flirting with you?
you looked down at your feet for a second before looking back up, not seeing him anywhere
how could he just disappear?
you frowned and walked down the rest of the stairs before looking around the many shelves of candy
soon enough, your hands were full of boxes of fainting fancies, extendable ears, canary creams and fever fudge
you went to walk over to the register when a little kid ran past and bumped into you again, causing a box of fainting fancies to fall from your hands.
you knew you couldn't catch it, as all the other boxes would fall, however just as it was about to hit the ground, the man from before caught it
"ah, left you for a minute and now you're wanting to make a mess of my shop? didn't take you as that type of lady" he joked, leaning up, keeping it in his hand, knowing it was probably best for both of you
"well, that's quite the sum of products you got there" he raised his eyebrows
"you're probably happy about that. more money"
he scoffed "I'm not trying to take pretty ladies' money, i'm trying to put smiles on kids faces"
"well i think your successful in both of those categories" you snorted
he laughed before looking at your full hands "is that all or do you need an extra pair of hands?"
"i think he'll have enough" you said, cradling the boxes, making sure none of them fall
"perfect, let me check you out then" he smirked
your eyes went wide at his statement "w-what?"
he smiled, licking his lips
"get you checked out, at the register" he said obviously
"oh, right, yeah" you nodded
he shook his head in amusement as he turned on his heels, leading you to the front
you followed beside him as he still held one of your boxes
"if it makes you feel better, i've already checked you out multiple times while you've been here" he grinned smugly
before you could respond he left your side to walk around the counter
while he walked around, you put your things down and waited for him to scan them in
"he's gonna get in a lot of trouble with all these" he chuckled as he rang them in
"mm, i can already see him getting scolded by McGonagall"
he hummed and told you your total
"that doesn't seem right, it should be more than that" you pointed out
"i gave you a small discount" he whispered, making sure others didn't hear and ask for one too
"you didn't have to do that" you shook your head
"a pretty lady shouldn't be paying as much as the actual total" he shrugged
"so you give small discounts to every 'pretty lady'?" you raised a brow, not sure how to feel about it
"no, you're the first" he replied, leaning against the counter
you rummage through your purse and give him a little more than he totalled you
"there you go" you beamed up at him
he went through the coins and slid the two extra back at you before putting the rest in the register
you rolled your eyes before taking the two coins back.
"do you have a name? or are you just pretty lady?" he wondered, tilting his head
"pretty lady" you responded
you looked down as he handed you your bag full of products "thanks"
"you should come by more often, maybe i could check you out again"
you blushed as he winked flirtasiously
"i'm good...?" you stopped, realising you didn't know his name
"George"
"right, I'm good George..thank you for the help though" you stepped away, nearing the exit
"whatever you say pretty lady" he sighed, the handsome smile of his never leaving as he watched you leave
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Genshin. ~Aether x Reader~
-Don't go. Stay-
• yandere aether. (Not too much yandere)
[Good ending]
Part 2 here
You are from another world. You have gained knowledge of how to travel from world to world. You were wondering around until you found twins that were traveling to find a new home.
The Siblings:
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At first, they were on high alert with you. But then when you slowly walked up to them, with opening arms. You welcomed them warmly. You were always gentle with them like if you ever did 1 little mistake, they would break. They felt warmth, you traveled with them. Most of the things you did were playing with their hair, braiding Aether's hair, and putting decorations on Lumine's hair. They also loved your cooking.
Something you didn't know though that they knew you secretly protected them when they are 'asleep.'
You guys landed in a world called 'Teyvat.' The moment you stepped in, an Unknown God approached, locking lumine up. When Aether and you were at the beach, he was on the verge of tears. But he didn't want to break down in front of you!
After he fished out Paimon and helped him guide. The moment you guys were finally alone in the bedroom, he broke down. You let him hold you tightly, flinching every time that seems you are trying to get out of his grasp. Your warmth comforts him through all of his troubles and pain.....
(He couldn't let go of you now...)
You've been always his comfort person. Being there all the time for him, he couldn't ask anything more. He loved your hands gently rubbing his back, softly stroking through his hair like he was a fragile doll.
In the past, he didn't want to come close to you. He felt annoyed by you. But now when the time he separates from you, alone. Is now frowned upon. He didn't wanna let go, it used to be just a want. A desire. But now it's a....
Need.
-currently in the teapot- "Aether? Are you alright, you seem a bit tired. Would you like a little break?" You patted on your lap signaling that he can lay on it. You smiled so warmly. His heart screams to do it but he had a better mind.
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"What? You wanna be between my legs-" you were surprised at least. He couldn't help but look away, embarrassed......welp, guess where he is at. Yes. Between. Your. Thighs.
Aether's POV (kinda?)
'So soft! I could never believe how dumb I was to distance myself from them!' He had felt a piece missing. He still felt empty, but when you came in. He felt complete, at first he was hesitant. 'What is this feeling? Why does it always happen whenever I meet them? Must stay AWAY.' But now he is sitting here. Leaning into your warmth.
Back to author's POV
"Aether, I've been thinking.", "yes [name]? Is there something bothering you?" Did he bother you? Did he- "I think I should visit [earth] to get something." He froze. Are you leaving him? Please don't go :( he can't survive without you!
Later you told him it would be only for 1 day
Make your choice.
(A) let aether come with you
(B) tell him to stay here and when you come back, you grant him a wish.
(C) leave him. [Well not permanently maybe]
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Option (A) has been chosen.
"Why not come with me?" His eyes brighten up at the idea, but he thought it would be only him and you. But we had to bring paimon.
For emergency food-
He was fascinated with the technology. Also curious, when the sun was setting, you handed him a rose. Confessing your love to him.
He was so happy! You love him? Love means to stay together, right? So no need for anyone. You only need to depend on him! He hugged you.
Well, have fun traveling with your lover!
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queenstarlight2 · 2 years
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Imagine being best friends with thranduil and soon falling in love with him, and crying when at his wedding claiming it was happy tears when he gets married to his “one true love”
(part 1)
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lvckyuh · 1 year
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Cowboy AU
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AU Info :)
This is not a flushed out idea but here are some details I like to note
Raymond’s a cowboy but he still wears impeccable dark blue. His clothing also has gold stitching where his nypd cuffs and links would be. He has a lieutenant patch on his arm. And his gun is the same one he’s used in the show.
He comes from county 18, like how Holt’s old precinct was 18.
Raymond’s horse is named Peanut-butter like Sargent PB
Kevin’s outfit design is heavily inspired by a character his actor voices called Sparks Nevada. Also I made Kevin say Sparks catchphrase “I’m… from earth”, mostly because it makes him look flustered.
Second panel is more of a one off with no context but my context is Raymond see’s his boss taking a nap with a book he recommended him, he says “I’m in love”
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jokezm · 1 year
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Psycho painting girls
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velneer · 2 months
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A pup to remember [pt. 1]
Velvet, Veneer, and a puppy. What could go wrong?
First story here. Hopefully it makes sense cause I'm sleep deprived at the moment. Also, I'm making it into two parts. I swear it's a one shot but it kinda turned into a two shot.
ps. English isn't my first language. Also, I'll fix this in the morning.
Characters: Velvet x Veneer
Warnings: brother/sister relationship, a little hint of incest if you squint hard enough. Not much warning here. Velvet is really really sleepy though.
Masterlist
Mornings were never Velvet's type. The loud horns of the cars and the morning sun hitting her eyes ruined her perfectly beautiful sleep, it was soooo not cool.
Veneer was different. Instead of getting annoyed by the horns or the sun interrupting his beauty sleep, he'd make all those things his alarm clock. Always says the stupid quote that he got from the troll they keep in their recording room at work. "The early bird gets to sing the first note of the day!" or so it goes.
That's why standing near the kitchen counter preparing her coffee early in the morning on a Saturday, Velvet wished she was back in her cozy bed sleeping the morning way.
She already made up her mind to leave the coffee behind to return to her bed until Veneer walked in calling out her name in excitement.
"Vel! Vel!"
"What?" She groaned, taking the cup out of the machine, which was still pouring out the coffee to take a sip.
"Can we keep him?" Veneer asked, eyes sparkling in hope while looking at his sister.
Velvet looked at him in confusion, sleepy mind not following on what he meant. She was about to question him until she heard a bark.
The drink in her hand was completely forgotten as she stared wide-eyed at the thing that made the noise. "What's that?" She asked, her free hand pointing below to where Veneer stands.
"It's a puppy!" Veneer exclaimed excitedly, both arms opening wide towards the small dog, emphasizing the clueless puppy who was happily wagging his tail on the floor.
"I found him on the streets. He was so cute all whining and shivering from the cold. He reminded me of you when snow falls; always wanting to snuggle up underneath a warm blanket and demanding hot cocoa."
"Hold up, bro. Did you just say I'm a dog?" Velvet asked, eyes narrowing, offended by the thought.
"Oh no! I think you're more of a cat, honestly." He said while picking up the cute dog. " You have very sharp nails too. I still have the scratches on my back, by the way, new ones too from last night. Luckily, we don't have a photoshoot this week, or the next, cause I'd have to find an excuse as to why I can't wear anything backless for the shot."
The puppy in Veneer's arms wiggled trying to get down. Both the siblings' attention reverted back to the puppy whose tongue was now out. Its saliva dripped on the clean floor making both of them cringed.
Without a clue, the puppy happily wiggled its tail, rolling over as if demanding to be petted in his belly.
"Awww. Vel, can we keep him?"
Velvet looked towards Veneer as if he'd grown a second head. "Are you kidding me?" She asked. "It was literally making a dog spit puddle in the middle of our kitchen floor a while ago and you still want to keep it?"
Going up to his sister, Veneer did his best to make puppy dog eyes in hopes of swaying his sister's opinion to keep the small dog. His energy seemed to have affected the puppy as it got down to its front legs whining cutely.
"It's too early for this," Velvet mumbled, putting her hands up in surrender. She left the coffee, walked towards the living room, and sat down on the couch quite dramatically, sighing in relief to finally get her feet off the ground.
Veneer and the puppy followed her, both eyes wide expecting an answer from the girl who would decide their fates.
Velvet couldn't help but groan in annoyance knowing that Veneer would not leave her alone until she answered.
"Look, I don't even want to know where you got it. But—" She knows when she wakes up, she'd blame her sleepiness for giving out this answer. "—fine, you can keep it."
Perking up from the news, Veneer stood up to raise the puppy in the air. His excitement was so contagious that even the puppy let out happy barks as they spun around in celebration.
"You hear that boy! I get to keep you!"
As both Veneer and the puppy's excitement mellowed down, Velvet continued, fighting off the heaviness of her eyelids to give out her condition before she fell asleep on the warm cozy couch.
"I have conditions. So listen up."
Standing in attention, Veneer looked up expectantly. The puppy in his arms grew silent, curiously watching the exchange.
"I'm listening."
"As he stays here, you will be in charge of it. Meaning, if it poops, pees, or breaks anything. You, my dear little brother, will take full responsibility. You will also need to clean up after it, and I swear, if it breaks anything important there will be no getting cozy under the blanket for the rest of the week."
Veneer, with a look of nervousness on his face, slowly nodded in agreement. He definitely can clean up after a puppy. It wouldn't be that hard, right?
Part 1 | Part 2
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emotsper · 1 year
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minori goes to paldea!
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meet haruka, minoris new neighbor and rival! hopefully one day minori can be equals as a champion rank with haruka so they can battle to their hearts content!
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shizuku, a rather shy and reserved girl, stumbled upon minori and it looks like they have chemistry already! hopefully with this newfound friendship, shizuku would finally show up to classes more often!
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uh-oh! looks like minori somehow got dragged into a situation by airi, where she makes minori help her in her search of the medicinal herbs called herba mystica! makes you wonder if she had her reason to seek it out though...?
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lvxybby · 7 months
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Our Messiah, Kai anderson x reader
3RD POV: you had recently given birth to your 2 week old baby girl, Jade. you were resting your eyes as your sleeping daughter was held in your arms. you tried so hard to sleep but it was either jade crying or paranoia keeping you awake. you heard the door open and voices fill the room before a loud shush quieted them. kai and everyone else stood before you, watching you hold your daughter. "you're dismissed" kai spoke in his regular plain voice. everyone exited the room except him. "hey" kai whispered as he approached the couch. you hummed as you held jade closer to your body. he knelt down and pet your head. he knows your completely drained from your mother duties. he honestly felt a bit of sorrow for you since you weren't sleeping at all anymore. it was really concerning to him. you and his daughter were his pride and joy. he would do anything to ensure your safety. "hey sweetheart" kai said focusing his attention to his sleeping daughter. he placed a small kiss on her forehead. "kai...?" you asked peeking open your eyes. "yeah?" he responded "is jade ok? is she still asleep?" you said with your eyes closed. "yeah...dont worry about her..." kai said with a smile. "how long are you going to keep doing this..." you said cuddling jade closer to you "what? keep doing what" kai asked. "y'know...the cult shit...im tired of constantly being put in danger" you said peeking open your eyes. "im doing this to keep you safe...to help us...are you not grateful for the work im putting in for you? the work im putting in to keep my family safe? the SHIT i do to make you happy!? HUH" he shouted. "kai please dont yell" you said waking up fully. "i never said that...its just im really scared cause...im worried about you too...i dont want you to get hurt or die doing some crazy shit! night of 100 tates? seriously kai! when you did that i was scared for my life too! i was scared you were going to kill me cause i was pregnant! i was scared you would get caught and go to prison! and im scared about the fact you talk to yourself! you scare me!" you cried out. your daughter woke up and began to look around. "oh really!? really?! i am perfectly fine! you are fine! i do this for you! for my daughter! for my job!" kai shouted. "KILLING PEOPLE ISNT A JOB KAI ANDERSON" you shouted. you stood up with jade and left the room. she was quietly crying now. you went upstairs to your shared room and grabbed the knife from under your mattress. kai kept it there for safety. you ran into the bathroom and slammed the door and locked it. you pressed your feet against the door as hard as you could. you heard kai chase you up the stairs and into the room. "open this door right fucking now" he said pulling on the door handle. you were scared. you cried with your daughter as you embraced her. you wrapped around her and sobbed. you were scared of your own husband. the man you trusted with every cell in your body to take care of your daughter and you, is banging on the door telling you to open it or he'll hurt you. "Y/N i'll bust this door down and fucking beat you! open it right now" he ordered. you pressed with your feet harder. you were shaking. you worried for you and your daughters lives at that point since kai was on the verge of insanity. you and jade were basically the only thing keeping him from going mad. you and jade were that tiny piece. next thing you know the door flew open and kai stood there. he was pissed off. but his expression changed when he saw you and your daughter sobbing. you were shaking like crazy and you had your daughter wrapped around you tighter than ever. you were hyperventilating like hell. you weren't able to breathe at all. you held the knife in your hands with a tight grip. "Y/N...oh..oh...god...i-" tears began to form in his eyes. his voice shook. "im so sorry..." he said. he reached out for you but you backed away. tears streamed down his face. "Y/N please im sorry" he cried. you gripped the knife tighter. you weren't going to risk your child getting hurt. kai sat on the floor across from you.
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tinkerbelldetective · 5 months
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"I miss you," he finally sighs, looking directly at the camera.
Nina smiles softly, setting her pencil down to meet Fabian's cross continental gaze.
"I miss you too, Fabian."
The night has already fallen on his side. She can see the dark sky just outside the window behind him, while the sun still shines against her back.
His eyes fall to his wrist with a sigh.
"Nina-"
"I know. Send me a copy of it, okay? I still want to read it."
Fabian smiles, waving at the camera before her screen goes black.
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"Finals are in a week. I'm just glad this class is over. She has deadlines tighter than Victor's curfew."
"Well that never stopped us."
She can hear his smile in his voice, but she wishes she could see it in person, even if she has memorized every pull of his lips, every smile he's ever given her written into her soul with golden ink.
"True." She readjusts the phone against her ear as she digs through her bag, grasping onto the textbook that she managed to trade a $50 gift card for. It's weird how much she can slide by. "You have organic chemistry this Thursday?"
"I've done well so far, but I'm reading everything over."
"You're gonna do great, Fabian."
"I know."
"Are you going back home?"
"For a few days. What about you and your Gran?"
"She's planned a pretty elaborate dinner and we're seeing The Nutcracker."
"Oh, nice!"
There's silence before Fabian speaks again.
"I know you have class, Miss Martin. Don't stop learning on my account. We'll talk tonight, okay?"
She laughs at the voice he uses when he calls her 'Miss Martin' before answering with a happy confirmation.
***
The plane ticket burns in his pocket as he pulls up the webcam, catching Nina already in her pink pajamas.
"You're going to bed early."
"Early day tomorrow."
Ah, yes, French tutoring on Thursdays.
"Listen, I-" He stumbles over his words, just like he did at Anubis, before pulling himself together. "I've been saving all semester. Uncle Ade pitched in, not much, but still." He pulls the plane ticket from his pocket, holding it up to the camera with a shy smile.
"Fabian," she breathes.
"I'm spending Christmas at home, but I want to see you."
He waits for a response as Nina stares back at him, her lips widening into a smile.
"I can't wait."
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whistlingstarlight · 4 months
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StEx in real life Part 1: Engines
These are mostly headcanon, as there are either too many inconsistencies or not enough information to properly assign every character an irl basis, but I thought it would be fun to do. Explanations are provided for each.
Rusty: CNJ 2-6-2T
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Rusty was very hard to pick an irl counterpart for, as if he is based on a particular engine it's hard to tell as his helmet is misshapen to accommodate the actor's visibility. I feel like Rusty is more likely a tank steamer than a tender, and the helmet looks more like it has side tanks than any other shape. This 2-6-2 has a cowcatcher, a lamp on top of the smokebox, and even the same style of cab window as Rusty. So I'm satisfied to choose this as my irl counterpart for him.
Greaseball: EMD E9 A-unit
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This isn't really headcanon as Greaseball's helmet looks incredibly close to an E9, and they're very iconic and memorable Union Pacific's rolling stock.
Electra: SNCF CC40101
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This one is just literally fact. Electra is surprisingly the most specific character when it comes to their basis, as he has it printed on his helmet. It's an outdated choice for the "engine of the future", but he certainly looks retro-futuristic.
Poppa/Momma: Kansas Central 2-6-0
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This one is very contradictory to what little info we have on the Old Steamer's class, but I decided to go with it. Poppa wears the Kansas Central logo on his hat, and given their similar designs I choose to believe Momma is from the same company. In Broadway Poppa is called "the Big Boy", but to my knowledge no UP Big Boys ever worked for KCS, and as the KCS logo lasted longer than the Big Boy line I prefer to use that. I love the idea of Poppa and Momma being old-fashioned American steamers, and this was the only KCS I could find.
Greaseball's gang
These ones are honestly just pure headcanon and very self-indulgent based on some of my favourite diesels. Felt weird leaving them out but trust me, there's nothing in canon to justify these.
Tank: KM ML 4000
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Lube: BR Class 122
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Gear: BR Class 08
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beverlysclown · 3 months
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Routine (Eddie's Version) Reddie || 444wc || part 1 || part 2
Eddie started every morning the same, had since he was about eighteen and finally moved out of his mother's place with little adjustment over the years. Got up by five, due to school at first but now for a job he genuinely enjoyed.. sometimes.
Then he got out of bed, now with the addition of kissing Richie's cheek or forehead before going off to the bathroom. Then he took his vitamins and the Adderall he had started recently, it helped to calm his mind. Then he took a shower for exactly ten minutes then brushed his teeth for exactly two. Then he got all dressed, in a suit —usually one Bev made now— and went downstairs for breakfast.
Richie usually was up by then, he got up surprisingly early. The other Losers always joked that Richie got up late and Eddie got up early but if given the chance it was truly the opposite, always had been. Eddie had tried to make himself a morning person, be the type to run at five in the morning everyday, but he wasn't. Richie wasn't either by any means but he got up at about five-thirty and made breakfast and did some writing on his laptop.
Richie usually made eggs, sometimes pancakes. Eddie would sit to eat, talk about their plans after Eddie's job —and sometimes just what they could do between Eddie's job and Richie's gig if he had any that day— then Eddie got ready to leave. Richie would pack him a sandwich and leave some embarrassing note inside, sometimes sappy poems and sometimes a dirty joke.. sometimes something actually sweet. It could be anything with Richie. Eddie loved him.
Then Eddie drove twenty minutes in LA's rash hour to an oversized office building. Hundreds of little workers running around like an ant farm, Richie joked that if you looked close enough at an ant farm you would see Eddie's job. But Eddie liked it, and Richie was supportive at every point.
Then Eddie took his lunch break, usually FaceTimed with a Loser —usually Stan since their breaks matched up— and talked for awhile before having to finish up the job.
Then he went home, ate dinner with Richie and watched a movie or sometimes go out for a walk, Richie didn't care for walking after dinner until Eddie started making him. Then he didn't complain much.
Then they went to bed, sometimes Eddie would read —usually out loud so Richie could hear; sometimes Richie just cuddled up to read along— or sometimes they just went straight to sleep. Tired from the day. Richie usually ate candy in bed, Eddie usually took some too.
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Commission for anonymous
(A/n: I couldn't find Vlad's mate's name, so I used one that I thought fit the scenario: Antanasia -meaning "one who will be reborn; immortal"; Dragostea mea=my love, Dragostea=love)
(I'm kinda shit at writing fight scenes, so I apologize in advance lmao)
Word Count: 4.7k
Summary- After coming to the aid of your dear friend, you meet the Romanian kings, one of which seems to have taken a... special interest in you. What to do when an immortal being thinks you are his mate reincarnated?
Warnings: Yandere Themes, Near Death Experiences, Character Death
Age Rating: 18+, Minors DNI
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Vladimir x Commissioner's OC Part 1; Pt. 2
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You don't know why you thought you could outrun the ungodly creature that now had you pinned against the wall of an alley bruised and bloody. This was it. This is how you die.
Its gleaming red eyes flash dangerously, it knows you can't escape. Its stark white hair and unnaturally pale skin will be the last thing you see; that's the irony of your situation though, isn't it? None of your life has been "natural" so why should your death be?
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You had stopped to rest after traveling a long while, not wanting to wear yourself out when you stumbled upon a seemingly safe town in Romania. You had wanted to take a small stroll to relax and maybe get something to eat when this all started.
You were naive to think of calling an unknown place safe.
It began when the hair on the back of your neck stood upright and was quickly followed by the whoosh that accompanied something speeding by faster than what should be possible.
You'd been told of creatures that were the perfect hunters: they had the speed, the strength, the sense of smell, and even the means to attract its prey to themselves. So-called immortal beings that had an uncontrollable bloodlust and would stop at nothing until they were sated. Vampires.
When you'd heard of them, you thought the idea was silly. And, admittedly, it was laughable. The perfect creature? Immortal? Yeah, right. Your existence is already pushing the limits of what's possible. Now you're expected to believe blood drinking immortal creatures exist? Hard pass.
.
Its mouth parts to show off sharp white canines designed to rip into your throat.
Your eyes shut in an attempt to block everything out, to go to your happy place. Your death may be anything but natural but, by visualizing yourself somewhere better, maybe you can make it less sad. You can feel its cold breath fan against your face as it leans closer and closer. You should already be dead, this much you know. So why aren't you?
And then it hits you: it's enjoying this. It's enjoying playing with your life like this.
You should have believed them.
Should have believed their stories, maybe then you wouldn't have gone on a walk alone in a strange town.
.
One word drags itself to the forefront of your mind when it speeds by you again: Vampire.
You can't help but shake your head at the notion.
'C'mon Auri, you're being silly. Vampires don't exist, it's just a strange wind pattern...' you scold yourself. 'A really strange wind pattern...'
So, you continued on your way.
Or, tried to. You barely made it a meter before you were flung to the ground, head smacking into the concrete with a sickening crack.
Before you can even gasp out in pain, you're being lifted from your crumpled position and slammed into the brick wall of a nearby alley.
Your vision swam with dark spots as you struggled to keep consciousness. You focused on feeling the sting of scrapped skin and the beginning of bruises forming, the pain enough to keep you from giving in to the darkness that swarmed you.
.
Why couldn't you have heeded the warnings? Why couldn't you have been more cautious -if being more cautious would have even helped, that is.
Eyes still closed, you wait for the piercing bite.
And wait.
Only for it not to come.
You crack open an eye and are met with soft, golden eyes in place of murderous reds.
-
You jump as your ringtone blares out.
You had been pouring over some maps, looking for a new spot to visit. Life of a nomad might not be the safest or most enjoyable, but you got to see new places, meet new people, try new foods, etc. and that made everything else worth it.
Scrambling over to your old, worn jacket to dig through the pockets before pulling out your cell. Looking at the caller ID, you can't help the small smile that graces your face.
Swiping up to accept the call, you bring the device up to your ear.
"Hey, Carlisle. It's been a while, how've you guys been?" You say into the mic.
"We need your help."
There's a tense pause between the lines.
"I'll be there. Send me the location."
-
You stare at the newborn and her husband.
"You didn't." You accuse.
"We didn't," Edward says. "Go on, Ness"
He ushers the child towards you as she stretches out a tiny hand.
-
You stare in awe at the little girl in front of you as she pulls her hand away from your cheek.
"What was that?" You ask breathlessly.
The images she showed you flicker behind your eyes: Disembodied and watery voices, a bright light, a glimpse of her mother's face -gaunt and white as a sheet, a bite to the chest, "beautiful...", a feeling of warmth as a gaze meets warm brown eyes.
"She can show you her memories, isn't it amazing?" The newborn -Bella- asks.
"It is," you admit. You turn to Carlisle, "How is this even possible?"
"The only thing preventing a female vampire from getting pregnant is the fact that their bodies are unchanging; meaning their body can't grow or stretch to accommodate the fetus's growth." He starts. "Since Bella was human when Renesmee was conceived, the pregnancy was able to come to fruition. Edward's quick thinking was the only thing preventing Bella from dying during her birth."
Turning back to the little girl, you can't help the laugh that bubbles up from your chest.
"This is amazing!" You say, incredulous. "Absolutely amazing..."
You crouch down to be level with her. "You are one special girl, young lady," you chime, ruffling her hair a bit.
"Unfortunately, the Volturi don't think so." Alice pipes up. "They're the reason we need you and all of our other friends' help. They think Bella and Edward turned a child and they aren't the type to hear people out."
"I'll do what I can with any role you need me to play."
"All we're asking is that you testify as a witness that Renesmee was born, not changed," Carlisle assures you.
-
Over the next few weeks, more and more vampires show up. The number of golden to red eyes drastically changes and it sets a feeling of unease in you that you can't shake. Still, you try your best to be civil and not let your weariness show.
That is... Until they showed up. Whooping and hollering as if they owned everything they laid their eyes on. Their cold, red eyes.
One look into the merciless pools of crimson had you back in that alleyway, scared for your life.
Carlisle had saved you that night, saved you from him -Vladimir as you now know. Though he never told you how or why; there had been no indication he had even been there until you opened your eyes.
But you don't think you can be saved from whatever it is that's causing him to stare at you now.
Though you've been keeping your distance, you can still feel the piercing gaze locked onto you at all times.
-
He couldn't believe it.
How the hell did he not notice it before? He almost killed her.
His second chance. Not only does she have the same scent, but she's almost a carbon copy of her as well.
'Antanasia, I swear on my life, I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you... Thank you for another chance.'
There's no way he's going to screw up again. He'll keep you safe if it's the last thing he does -whether you like it or not.
-
You're sitting by the bonfire with Kebi as you listen to everyone's tales and war stories when that distance starts to dissipate.
"When we ruled, everything came to us," the white-haired vampire -Vladimir as you now know- started. "Prey, diplomats, favor seekers- such was our power. But we never put on white hats and called ourselves saints.-"
The brunette, Stefan, cuts ins, "We were honest about what we were.
Vladimir glances around at everyone, settling on you for a beat before looking to his companion. "-We sat still for a very long time; we didn't notice we were beginning to petrify."
A look around the campfire shows various reactions to the revelation -shock, disbelief, empathy, but everyone is still enraptured, nonetheless.
"Perhaps the Volturi did us a favor when they burned our castles." Stefan muses.
"We've been waiting 15 hundred years to return that favor," Vladimir finishes.
A few others take the time to open up about their history before Benjamin turns to you.
"What about you, Auri? Got any interesting stories?"
"I'm sure she does, I mean have you guys seen the way she clings to that jacket?" Tia jests.
There it is. You'd been waiting for the topic to come up after you practically tore Garret's head off for picking it up the one time you left it on the couch.
Everyone had looked at you like you had grown a tail.
Like it was an insignificant piece of cloth. Of no more worth than a dishrag.
Not that you can blame them, because at the end of the day, it is an insignificant piece of cloth to them; they don't have the history attached to it like you do.
All of a sudden, you've got multiple pairs of eyes focused solely on you. Everyone curious about the article of clothing that has you so protective of it.
Tia leans closer to you, "So what's the big deal about the jacket?"
It's not that the jacket's origin is a secret, you just don't see the need to trauma dump on people randomly, so the topic has never come up.
"It was a friend's," you keep it short and simple, not wanting to cry in front of a bunch of -essentially- strangers.
"Ah, c'mon lass, there's gotta be more to it than that," Liam eggs on.
"Ay, there's no way you'd be that protective of it, otherwise," Siobhan agrees.
Various murmurs of agreement ring out among the gathered.
'Guess there's no getting out of this,' you think.
Letting out a sigh, you hang your head. "Fine."
Meeting each stare, you begin.
"I'm sure you guys have realized that I'm not exactly a... normal human. Carlisle wouldn't have called me here if that was the case. When I was 18, I left home for school. This school wasn't for normal humans, it was for the few of us that have abilities -unnatural abilities. I can harness the energy of a soul and mold it to become a physical asset, for example," You take a breath before continuing.
"The academy taught me how to channel the energy and harness it in a way that could be offensive or defensive -even how to use it to manipulate my life" At this, you get confused looks, but choose to ignore them for the time being. "It was there I met my best friend, Noah-"
Memories start to come and go as you tell the story:
Laughter as you and Noah joked around in the back of class, a flick to the forehead when he saw that you were zoning out during your study session yet again, detention together when you got caught putting thumb tacks in your least favorite teachers chair.
The memories soon crawl towards a darker territory.
-
An alarm blares through the corridors of the academy at the same time as the loud bangs and the shaking walls. Everyone starts to race out of the classroom, trying to get to safety as the rooms fill with smoke.
You can't find him. Where is he? He was right next to you not even half a second ago.
"Noah!" You shout, hoping that your voice can be heard over the panicked screams of your classmates. "NOAH!"
There!
You whip around to face where you thought you heard him but it's to no avail.
"Noah! Where are you?!" You can hardly see in front of you through the thick, smothering smoke.
Taking in a deep breath to yell louder, the only thing that escapes you is a harsh, choking cough.
"Noah!" Still choking on the smoke, you stumble back into your classroom in hopes that he was still there.
All that's in the room are the things people left in their hurry to get out. Including his jacket; the last thing he has of his father's.
"NOAH!" Your screams are becoming more and more desperate.
That's when the sprinklers finally decide to go off. The halls are mostly empty now, with just a few stragglers still making their way outside.
Another bang sounds and the already weak walls start to crumble and fall.
"Shit." You snatch the clothing and start to run towards the exits as well. 'Noah's gotta be outside by now... Yeah, that's it. We got separated and he figured I already ran for safety.'
You make it out to the crowds gathered on the front lawn just as the academy starts to collapse in on itself.
Scanning the crowd for Noah, you find yourself with the same rotten luck as in the halls.
You start to ask anyone not completely panicking, but nobody's seen him.
It's when the rescue team starts their search for anybody not accounted for that you find him -or rather, they find him.
"I've got another one over here!" One of the girls yell. "He's under some large bits of rubble, I need help getting him out!"
You watch as four more people rush over to help lift the debris and she pulls him out.
Noah's unconscious form is covered in soot, dirt, and blood. They drag him over to the medical area set up to treat the worst of the injuries until proper help arrived.
Your heart drops at the sight of him, but damn near stops when the next few words leave the head medic's mouth. "He's not breathing!"
For the next 20 minutes, it's all you can do but watch as they try to get Noah breathing again.
You don't even feel as your knees crash into the ground.
"Time of death 13:52."
-
"He was one of the only people I had, and he died..." You finish.
Everyone just stares in shock at you with varying levels of pity.
"Did you ever find out what happened?" Garret questions.
"Apparently, there was a gas leak in one of the labs. Someone lit a burner, and the next thing we know, the gas pipes are exploding and bringing most of the school down."
The bonfire was pretty much burned out at that point, so everyone split to either feed before the battle or rest up, in the case of the wolves and Renesmee.
You decided to stay by the fire, wanting to sit with your thoughts for a while.
-
A mixture of sympathy and unadulterated rage consumed him.
On the one hand, he knows the ache of losing someone close to you. On the other, he doesn't like that the smell -that he now knows as another man's- clings to the article and, by proxy, you.
The only scent that should grace your delicate skin is his and his alone.
Surely there's a way to separate you from that ghastly scent.
His train of thought screeches to a halt when he sees your form still by the fire.
He'll figure it out later, right now he's got a chance to actually converse with you rather than staring at you from across the room.
-
If it hadn't been for the slight breeze you wouldn't have noticed the figure that sat next to you.
"Come to finish the job?" you sneer.
Your harsh tone causes an expectant but almost remorseful look to cross his features.
"Guess I deserve that.." His eyes find the bonfire, just holding to to the last of its flames.
"More than that," you mumble.
A short chuckle leaves him. "You're right... I truly am sorry for almost killing you back then. You don't know how genuinely glad I am that Carlisle stopped me."
You think for a moment before speaking. "I guess I accept your apology; we are on the same team now, after all."
"I guess you can't be all bad," you muse.
An only slightly uncomfortable quiet passes over the two of you before his thick, Romanian accent cuts through the silence.
"I'm sorry for your friend." Vladimir murmurs.
You look at him suspiciously, "...Thanks."
"I know what it feels like to lose someone you love."
You raise an eyebrow at that.
"When the Volturi tore apart our coven and burned our home to the ground, they also took the only things we couldn't replace: our mates." Vladimir's face has fallen and his voice cracks as though he is on the verge of crying -if that were possible.
"They forced me to watch as they ripped Antanasia limb from limb, saving her head for last so that I heard every scream. So that she could look me in the eye and have my failure to protect her as her last sight."
Despite the fact that you were almost a meal for the man next to you, you can feel your heart breaking a bit for him.
"I- I don't know what to say-" You swallow around a lump in your throat. "'I'm sorry' doesn't really convey enough for that, but, I'm sorry. I can't imagine what you must have felt -still do feel."
"I'm never going to stop mourning her; especially not when she has sent me a second chance," his crimson gaze bores into your hazel one.
With that, he leaves you wondering what he meant by 'second chance'.
-
Vladimir can't help but smile to himself as he figures out how to get you all to yourself.
Like, he said, you're going to be his to hold and protect whether you like it of not...
-
The next morning is filled with nerves fears.
What if they don't accept the testimonies affirming that Renesmee was born naturally? What if they see the gathered as an act of treason? What if-
Your worries are cut short when Vladimir approaches you once again, this time with Stefan in tow.
"Felling nervous, Dragostea mea?"
"A) I don't know what that means B) in a couple hours all of us might be dead so I don't think it really matters..."
Stefan lets out a cackle only to be silenced by Vladimir's glare.
"Carlisle is confident it won't come to a fight, but, even if it does, with Edward's mate's shield their long-ranged attacks will be eliminated, and we beat them when it comes to brute physicality." Stefan assures.
"You've got nothing to worry about, Dragostea." Vladimir finishes
"I'll take your word for it," you say.
The rest few hours are spent by everyone chatting about anything and everything else to take their minds off of the possible doom coming their way before you gather at the clearing.
Every set of eyes scans the tree line, searching for a glimpse of the black cloaks.
"There," someone says, you're not paying enough attention to figure out who. Not when death incarnate is practically gliding toward you.
You're flanked in the front by Vladimir and Stefan as they draw nearer and nearer.
"The red coats are coming, the red coats are coming," you hear Garrett mumble to himself.
A dark-haired man sweeps his gaze over everyone as they stride through the snow.
"Aro's looking for Alice." Edward explains.
The wolves emerge from the trees with Sam and Jacob in the lead, snarling as they join your flanks, earning looks of shock and murmurs of disbelief from the Volturi.
Finally, they halt and take off their hoods. Carlisle takes this as his cue to step forward.
"Aro," he says softly. "Let us discuss things as we used to. In a civilized manner."
"Fair words, Carlisle. But a little out of place, given the battalion you've assembled against us."
"I can promise you, that was never my intent. No laws have been broken-"
"We see the child," Caius spits. "Do not treat us as fools!"
Leveling his gaze Carlisle raises his voice so it rings across the clearing. "She is not an immortal! These witnesses can atest to that; you can look.
"See the flush of human blood in her cheeks-"
ARTIFICE! Not to mention they have a human among them." Caius leers
"I will collect every facet of the truth. As for the human, I hope you've got a good explanation Carlisle."
"She's not a human," Carlisle says. "She may have a beating heart and blood in her veins but, she is not human, rather, a powerful being with a gift not even our kind possesses."
"We'll see," Aro muses.
He pauses before continuing, "From someone more central to the story. Edward. As the child clings to your newborn mate, I can only assume you are involved."
Aro holds out his hand, beckoning them forward.
Edward shares a glance to Bella before moving towards the elder vampire.
You can't help when your hand reaches up to grip at Vladimir's sleeve.
He spares a glance at you before turning his stare back to the opposition.
Aro reads Edward's memory before looking back at your group. He says something you cannot hear before Edward is turning to his mate and child, gesturing for them to join him.
Jacob joins them as they move forward, Emmett joining at Bella's silent questioning.
Conversation passes between them -your human ears are unable to pick it up- before Aro lets out a bone-chilling laugh.
Renesmee walks forward, placing her hand against his cheek. Another beat of silence before:
"Half mortal. Half immortal. Conceived and carried by this newborn while she was still human."
"Impossible!" The blonde king outrages.
Fixing him with an icy glare, Aro asks, "You think they fooled me brother?"
Before he can answer, Jacob takes a step forward, snarling, before following the others back to your group.
Caius calls for Irina to be brought forward, but you can't bring yourself to watch as they tear her apart and burn the remains. Not even as Tanya and Kate rush forward.
Luckily, Zafrina is able to incapacitate them until they are calmed.
The little blonde vampire tries to use her gift on each of you, only to be stopped by Bella's shield.
"Aro, you see there's no law broken here," Carlisle reasons.
"Agreed, but does it then follow that there is no danger?" He steps forward. "For the first time in our history, humans pose a threat to our kind. Their modern technology has given birth to weapons that could destroy us."
He turns to the guard, "Maintaining our secret has never been more imperative. In such perilous times, only the known is safe."
Caius and a few guard members share a malicious grin.
"Only the known is tolerable, and we know nothing of what this child will become. can we live with such uncertainty? Spare ourselves a fight today only to die tomorrow."
You suck in a bated breath. This is exactly what you've been afraid of. They don't care how she was created, they will find any reason to destroy the Cullens and their supporters.
Just as the tension mounts even more, two figures emerge from the tree line. As they get closer you see that it's Alice and Jasper.
Alice glances towards you before heading straight for Aro -who's completely elated by her appearance.
They're stopped by Demetri and Felix. "I have evidence the child won't be a risk to our kind."
At that Alice is allowed forward, placing her hand in Aro's.
"It doesn't matter what I show you..." Alice sneers. "Even when you see it, you still won't change your decision."
Turning back to the rest of you, she mouths one word: "Now."
Bella immediately sends the child off with Jacob.
Alice whips around to strike Aro.
"Take her away," he says when recovered. Two guard members start to drag her away.
"LET HER GO!" Carlisle shouts before rushing to her aid.
Aro sprints to meet him halfway, the two meeting midair.
Aro turns to smirk as Carlisle falls behind him. He shows the decapitated head of his former friend before his body is set ablaze.
There's barely a second of shock before you're all rushing toward the Volturi. The wolves collide with them first, ripping at limbs and tearing chunks of solid flesh from the guard.
Flitting between worlds to keep up with the rest, you get yourself close enough to start feeding off of the Volturi's eternal souls.
You cast a protective barrier around you before using the rest to conjure up a flame.
A few members of the guard come after you, thinking you're going to be an easy target only to be caught ablaze when they get too close.
You try to block out the noise of the wolves crying out in pain and the sounds of cracking marble.
You continue to hold your own for a while, even as you get more and more tired, having never used your abilities to this extent before.
You notice that Vladimir hasn't strayed far from you during the battle. Neither has Stefan, though he seems to be keeping Vladimir from being separated from you.
'Focus, Auri, stop wondering what they're doing unless you want to die!'
Even focusing on your enemies, you find yourself unable to keep up the energy you had at the beginning. The small break you got from the shock of Benjamin splitting the earth is not enough for you to build your energy back up.
The lower guards notice it too. More and more swarming you, making your barrier and flame, weaker and weaker. At this point, you can't even dimension-hop to get to a different part of the clearing.
Your barrier flickers out just as a vampire lunges at you and suddenly you're glad that the Romanians had stayed near you.
A near-feral sound leaves Vladimir as he tackles the guard midair, ripping him limb from limb, Stefan guarding you against any others that might try something similar.
The split second of reprieve causes all of your exhaustion to slam into you at once. You vaguely hear something about winning before your vision goes black.
-
Your head feels heavy like it's full of cotton. The groan that leaves your lips enough to send a stabbing pain through it.
You go to run a hand down you face but find that you can't move it past a certain distance.
Your eyes shoot open against your head's judgment, only to be met with unfamiliar walls. Giving yourself a quick once-over, you find that you're shackled to a strange bed.
Panic overcomes you as you start to struggle against your restraints. Only for your efforts to be met with a "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Dragostea, you're going to hurt yourself if you keep that up..."
You whip your head towards the voice, fighting against the spots that cloud your sight from the movement.
"We wouldn't want you to get injured, now would we?" Vladimir says from his position in the corner.
He stands up from the chair and makes his way over to you. You flinch away as he traces a hand down the side of your face. His smile drops,
"Let's now do that, dragostea mea. I don't take kindly to my mate pulling away from me. I wouldn't want to have to punish you so soon." He tuts.
'Mate?!' Your mind is racing. 'What the hell does he mean mate? She's dead!'
"You're psychotic," you spit.
Wiping your saliva off his face, Vladimir fixes you with a glare.
His accent is even thicker with his rage. "Do that again and you will wish you were dead. We could have done this the easy way but it looks like you chose the hard way."
He starts to walk toward the door, pausing when he reaches for the handle.
He looks over his shoulder at you, "Trust me when I say, you are not going to enjoy the hard way, dragostea."
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[ in which Eddie Munson has a crush on Hawkin’s golden girl aka the student council president :3! ]
tw [uses of strong language, mature themes]
( based off of Jcole Wet Dreamz, fic relating to the song )
—The school halls were filled with hormonal teenagers and book stuffed bags, feet crumbling against the floor rushing to get to their day's last class. Hands reached to the loud bell that rang, alerting the building that it was finally time for them to go.
Eddie Munson was one of many of those students rushing to class, taking extra time not needed to finish rolling several joints in the forest when he obviously had time in the afternoon, but he couldn’t help the satisfaction of getting his stuff done.
Wild hair bounced onto his head quickly, one foot in the class and the other out when he finally reached inside advanced Chemistry.
“Late again Munson, that will be detention.” The grumpy older woman crabbily snapped, blatant hatred for the Medal head watching him with close eyes as he walked to his seat, next to Wesley Hugh’s, a pretty standard dude that had about every fear in his body activated at any time.
Grumbling lightly, unzipping his bag slamming the black notebook that was filled with his messy handwriting from his blue pen.
Chalk scratched onto the board, making the pink of his ears sink into his hearing uncomfortably. “Alright class, let’s start with something simple following yesterday's homework (which he didn’t do), are two atoms of the same element identical?”
The words the elderly woman spoke came like a foreign language, words going one ear and out the other. You see, the only reason Eddie was in advanced chemistry was that he was a beast at math, words were hard to him.
“Yes, Y/n?”
Your voice rang like a loud bell in his ears, slim doe eyes waking up at the mention of you. “No, simply because there is a possible difference of electrons of an atom can copy.“your voice was like honey, every word dripping with smoothness and confidence that traced him like a dotted line.
Eddie had looked interested in you from the day you stood on the podium reading off your perfect script on why you should be student council president, the glint in your eyes giving him your vote automatically.
He didn’t know what partially made him have such a big crush, maybe you’re hips, or lips, or the way the plush of your breast pushed together as you wrote, or the fresh scent of laundry and lavender he smelt every time you walked past his table to assist the teacher.
Everything about you was appealing, but Eddie knew his little fantasy of the two wouldn’t work, his glances weren’t unnoticed. You were definitely aware of his little crush, you’re good friend Julia even told you how he couldn’t stop staring at you. Eddie Munson was handsome even with all the hatred he got, people wouldn’t admit it, but you would.
His table was at your side, the two of you side by side but not as close as you wanted. Looking at the older woman who took a shaky seat in her chair, she coming farther than expected. Ripping the side of notebook paper, grab your special pen with the red ink matching your white black, and red plaid skirt.
‘hi :)’ you simply wrote, folding the paper nice and neat, throwing it in front of him letting out a sound of paper cracking. With furrowed eyebrows his head slowly turned, seeing you give him a kind smile, back straightened with poise posture.
Eddie couldn’t really process what was going on, not even smiling back as he opened the note quickly. Tried to not seem desperate but it failed. Swallowing down a lump of spit from the random act of kindness, if you would call it that?
Was this some type of sick prank? He wondered to himself, but no, you couldn’t do such a thing, right? Opening up his notebook, lightly ripping a corner trying to be quiet from the old lady’s super hearing or Wesley’s teacher pet urge.
Writing back, trying to make his messy cursive handwriting seem a bit more presentable.
‘Hi there, how r u?’
Throwing the paperback, he quickly looked down at his paper with a few words and numbers. Maybe he was trying too hard, you only said hi, insecurity and regret entering the depths of his brain.
The corners of you’re mouth lifted, smiling, you, smiling at his note. Because he was trying so hard, don’t get it wrong though, though it was cute. Nobody had ever really—it’s complicated.
‘good,ive been noticing u staring at me'
Eddie swore his heart dropped to the tip of his toes when he read that, that sentence alone made him feel like a pervert. Which he wasn’t, he thought that you probably felt that way. Which made him feel even more like a ‘freak’, imagine how the school would react to Eddie Munson creeping on the smartest girl in the building.
That would be over for him.
‘it’s okay tho, i know you didn’t mean it like that
and u r really cute to’
Reading the note, cheeks turned pink and pride swelled in his heart. Cute, Eddie Munson was cute. He never thought he would hear those 4 words in his life. This wasn’t real, it didn’t feel weird, his crush just called him cute. It was almost like a reward if you wanna go into details.
Before he could respond back another one came in a flash of a second, getting excited like it was Christmas waiting for the next gift.
‘have you ever had sex before ?’
Oh.
Now Eddie wasn’t as dumb as people assumed, if a girl asked him, or a boy that out of the blue it obviously meant they wanted to have sex. But that wasn’t possible, not at all. Eddie didn’t really know how to—to have game, sweet talk a girl.
He ain’t never done this before.
‘yeah’
‘r u good at it?’
‘pro at it’
Dumbass, the d in dumb having to be capitalized to punch on the fact that Eddie could have never said anything worse in his life. You see, he was a virgin. And that was embarrassing for his big boy age, he hasn’t touched a pussy since he came out of one.
Eddie swore he could have passed out, you on the underhand had shaken hands at the boldness and fear of rejection of you’re sparkling questions. Note after note you’re inner thoughts getting revealed. It wasn’t that you only wanted to bet to have sex with him, you wanted to get to know him of course, but his dick seemed pretty good so you had to find out sooner or later.
‘oh rlly? i would love to find out :)’
Eddie swore the room got hotter and tighter, pants tightening as he shifted uncomfortably. Getting a boner in Chem, and the fact you added a little smiley face made his head spin and skin get hot. Sweat begins to drip at the back of his neck.
‘your welcome to find out doll’
Doll? doll….Eddie was getting real nervous and uneasy at flirting, he heard everybody call their girl's dolls these days so why not give it a try? It sure did have an effect on you from the way you’re thighs clenched trying to relieve tension, teeth tugging onto your bottom lip writing back.
You knew, had a feeling in you’re gut that Eddie was experienced, he probably had a fling with a hot mom that watched his band play, or one of those gothic chicks that went to Hawkins with the plumpest breast ever seen.
‘how about u come over on Saturday then, my mom and dad will be out with friends till 12:00, 9:30 on the dot?’
‘sure, I’ll see ya there’
The bell rang interrupting his thoughts, shivers running down his spine as you walked past him, sex appeal dripping in your tone as you gave him a small wave, an extra point for a “bye Eddie, see you around.”
He nervously chuckled waving back, a hand immediately dropping letting out a deep sigh. He was in deep shit, Eddie had to learn how to fuck a girl in the best way possible before Saturday night at 9:30. (On the dot)!
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harrysonlylover · 6 months
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Who missed our fav ruthless assassins…? Because i know i did.
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