#she had blushed at ed and em

[justmeinadaze]

Little Girl Gone Part 4 (Steddie X You)

Warnings: Officer Steve harrington/ Gangster Eddie munson & Doctor fem submissive Y/N, SMUT, degrading, some spanking, LOTS of dirty talk, handcuffs, slight overstimulation, after care of course.

ANGST, Jason causing problems before the meeting with his dad. Mentions of explosions and shooting. Eddie being sexily intimidating <3, Steve's dad makes a cameo and undermines the readers profession like a dick. Slight cliffhanger ending...I guess. Idk lol

Word Count: 5993

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“Last chance, sweetheart. Are you sure you want to do this?”

Your hold on Eddie’s arm tightens as you exhale out your nerves. This entire week had been rough not just on you but them as well. You were ready for it all to be over so you could just enjoy being with the new men in your life. If this is what you needed to do for that to be done so be it. 

“Yeah, I’m sure.” 

As you smile up at him, he leans down to kiss your lips making you laugh as you quickly wipe away the lipstick that lingered on his mouth.

Both your demeanors hardened as the door to the venue was opened and Eddie led you inside. 

***

The gangster ran into the hospital room with you trailing behind, glancing at the chart that was attached to the wall as Steve stood by Chrissy’s bed side. 

“What happened?!”

“Witnesses say they don’t know. Just, suddenly, her store was fire.”, the officer relayed with a sigh. “It’s all gone, Ed.”

“It says here she should be fine…physically at least.”, you add as your sad eyes shift towards the unconsciously girl in front of them. 

“We-we can rebuild her store. That won’t be an issue—”

“EMS found a note pinned to her sweater.”

Steve handed him the slightly charred piece of paper that Eddie read aloud.

 “No, Kiddo, this moment…this is me at my most masochistic.

Three.”

“The fuck does that even mean?”

“It’s a quote from Kill Bill. Everything but the three. I don’t know what that means.”, you answered, trying to hide the fear and worry.

Placing his hands on his hips, Eddie begins to pace. 

“I really think you two should stay in my apartment until we get this resolved.”

“You and I both know I can’t do that.”, Steve murmurs as his face scrunches in thought. “And we both know she’s not because of her patients.”

A knowing smirk flashes along your features as you shrug. 

“I don’t like this. I still think—”

“I know what you think, Ed, and I’m telling you no.”, the officer cut him off. “You already went and attacked him once and look what’s happening.”

“I feel weak, Steve. Like I’m letting him get away with this bullshit.”

“You’re not weak. If anything, he’s weak for reacting this way.”, you respond as you wrap your arm around his waist and in response he kisses your forehead. 

“I just… I’m still going to have some of my guys watching over you two. Y/N, Gareth will be in the clinic with you and Steve, Jeff can linger out of the way so he isn’t seen.”

######### 

“Jesus, ALL of Hawkins High Society is here.”, you murmur as you two enter the garish ballroom style area where extremely well-dressed people had gathered. 

Eddie had taken you shopping and bought you a beautiful (expensive) red evening dress that flowed to your ankles but had a slit up to just below your hip. He had bought you some equally expensive jewelry to match except for the bracelet around your wrist. 

“I know it’s not as lavish as what Tony Montana here got you but I saw it in the store and it made me think of you.”, Steve blushed as he hooked the bracelet to you and spun it around. It was a simple silver chain but in the middle was what looked like a heartbeat reading you see on ECG machines at work. “Since you, ya know, stole the other half of my heart.”

“Wow, Steve Harrington. That was smooth.”, Eddie chuckled. “Um, here. Here’s MY other half as well.”, he grinned softly as he slides one of his rings onto your finger. 

“Yeah like you said before, ‘rich people trying to make themselves feel better.’.”

Eddie insisted you both should stand out so not only would people see you together and know you’re his but it would draw the eye of Mr. Carver so he’d hopefully come talk to you two. His suit matched your outfit with a red button up but every other piece on him was a crisp black that made him seem even more handsome. 

While your hair was down around your shoulders, his was up and pulled back so you could see his face a bit more. Occasionally during the car ride, you would lean over and kiss his cheek just because you could making him beam over at you as he squeezed your hand. 

Leading you to the bar, he ordered you both a glass of champagne making you giggle as you watch him chug it down and ask for another. 

“Nervous?”

“Uh a little but not for the reason you might think. I’ve never met Steve’s parents. I’ve heard stories and of course they don’t know about us but for some reason I still want them to kind of like me.”, he playfully winces making you laugh harder. 

“That’s normal, baby. You love him so you want them to like you; to approve.”

Grinning in your direction, Eddie leans down to kiss your cheek while you were taking a sip from your glass.

“What was that for?”

“I’m just so glad we met you. I wish it was under different circumstances but—”

“One bourbon, straight, please and thank you.”, Steve sighs heavily as he leans over the counter waiting for his drink. “My parents are on their bullshit tonight.”

“I’m sorry, honey.”, you whisper with a smile as he thanks the bartender again and knocks back his drink. 

“Steven, I thought you were bringing everyone back something.”, a man practically whined as he came up behind him. 

“I was. Dad, this is Dr. Y/N Y/L/N and—”

“Edward Munson, sir. Nice to meet you.”, Eddie greeted as he enthusiastically extended his hand for him to shake. 

As the officer turns to grab the drinks and hide his smirk, you subtly bumped him with your hip.

“Hm. I’ve heard your name around town. Very prominent young man. What do you do exactly?”

“Management you could say sir.”

“And you young lady? Are you a real doctor or just one of those professor types?”

“Um, I own my own clinic and treat patients.”

“Oh yeah? Where?”

“It’s Hawkins Virtue Clinic on the lower west side.”

“Ah on the crime riddled side of town where people can’t even afford napkins from a restaurant let alone healthcare.”

Your gaze shifts to Steve who tilts his glass towards you in a cheer gesture with a little smile as he knocks back its contents. 

“I guess you could say that. That’s why I don’t charge them more than they can afford.”

“How do you make money then?”

“It’s not always about money. For me, all that matters is people can live long healthy lives.”

“Not in Hawkins, honey, but it’s a cute dream. Come on, Steve, your mother is waiting.”

“I’ll see you peasants later.”, he teases as he winks and follows his father. 

“Well, that was a good test run.”, you joke as you turn to face Eddie. 

“Yeah, hopefully George isn’t that cynical.” 

#############

“Thank you for keeping an eye on me these past few days.”, you beam at Gareth as you both walk to your car. 

“Of course. It’s actually been oddly exciting. I learned that green is never really a good color especially on or IN your skin unless its vegetables, obviously.” He grins when you laugh. “I also learned that sick kids are VERY loud and nurses deal with way too much. 

“They really do. I try to give them raises as much as I can to show my appreciation but it’s hard with my lack of funds.”

“I’m sure Eddie could help if you asked.”

“Oh, no. I couldn’t impose.”

Your guard paused, holding his arm out to stop you as well.

“Stay here.” Drawing his gun, he slowly walked forward towards your car, scanning the interior and around the side. Noticing a note tapped to the door handle, he carefully pulls it off and reads the contents before his wide eyes meet yours. 

“Y/N RUN!”

As he starts sprinting your way, you suddenly feel heat and a strong wind that knocks you off your feet as your car explodes.

***

Eddie’s tires skid as he slams on his breaks when he arrives at your clinic. Bypassing all the fire fighters and EMS, he entered the building hunting for you. 

“What happened?! Baby, are you alright?”

Silently, Steve grabbed his partner’s arm and dragged him off to the side. Digging into his pocket, he handed Eddie the note that was taped to your car.

“I'm not gonna kill you. Your job will be to tell the rest of them that death is coming for them, tonight. Two.”

“I looked it up, it’s a quote from another movie involving revenge. And I’m assuming—”

“He’s counting down.”, Eddie interrupts. “I’m going to fucking kill that son of a bitch.”

“No, hey. We have a plan, remember? Right now, she needs you.”

After coming back around the corner, Steve shoos the EMS people away as he sits beside you in your waiting area with his pencil and pad pretending to take your statement while the gangster takes a seat on your other side. 

“Princess, look at me. Are you ok? Did you get hurt?”

“Uh, no. Gareth, he, um, he did though.”, you respond as your tear-filled eyes meet his. “I tried to do what I could, Eddie. H-He was badly burned. I-I-I don’t have stuff here for those kinds of burns.”

Tilting you against him, he presses your head to his chest as you sob.

“EMS said that he will most likely be ok and if you hadn’t been there he would have died. Honey, you saved him.”

“H-He saved me, Steve.”

“You’re both staying with me. No arguments.”, Eddie announced as you nodded.

“I have to go in and fill out my report—”

“Steven…”

“I know, I know. I’m probably next but there’s nothing I can do, Eddie. I have to go in and do this. Plus, I have Jeff and a station full of cops. I’ll be ok.”

############

“I’m going to go smoke a cigarette, sweetheart, ok? Don’t go far.”

You nod as you watch him reach into his pocket and pull out his pack as he disappears out on the nearby patio. Glancing at all the people around you, you suddenly feel extremely isolated completely unsure of what you should be doing. 

“Don’t let them see you crumble.”, an older man chuckles as he steps closer to you. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you. I know what it’s like to walk into this sea of rich people and feel completely out of place. When my father and I moved here, we had nothing but a few pennies in our pocket but he knew how to finagle. Networked his way to his first 100K and used that to start an empire.”

“That’s amazing. My, uh, my grandparents were the same. They said personality goes a long way in any business. My grandma opened a tutoring center on the east side and helped so many underprivileged kids go on to college. My dad thought she was ridiculous. ‘You’re barely making ends meet, ma!’”, you roll your eyes.

“Ah, one of those.”, the man smiles. “I inherited my father’s company and then gave it to my son. Did your grandmother do the same?”

“Oh, no. She got sick pretty early on in her life and I moved in with them to help take care of her. It’s what actually sparked my interest in medicine. I’m a doctor and I run my own clinic, Hawkins Virtue.”

“Oh! I’ve heard of that place. You help a lot of people who are struggling.”

“I try.”, you grin, happy to meet someone who seems to genuinely find interest. 

“Do you need funding? I’d love to come by and see what you do.”

Shifting your gaze, you notice Steve watching you intensely from beside his parents.

“I would like that very much. I’m Dr. Y/N Y/L/N.”, you introduce as you offer him your hand that he takes and kisses the back off.

“George. George Carver.”

***

Steve sighs as he heads out of the police station to go home. Placing the ear bud in his ear, he taped his phone to immediately call Eddie. 

“What’s going on?? Are you alright?”

“Yeah, babe. I’m fine. I’m on my way now.”

“Ok, stay on the phone with me till you’re almost here.”

“Heh. I love when you get protective.”

Eddie listens to every footstep with anticipation as the officer heads towards his car.

“You’re my Paladin, babe, but I’m the Master. I can take care of you to.”

“You’re such a nerd.”, he chuckles, pausing at the sight of the note on his windshield.

Trying not to startle his boyfriend, he carefully removed it as he backed away from his car.

“Killing's got to be accepted. Murder was the only way that everybody stayed in line. You got out of line, you got whacked. Everybody knew the rules. One.”

Something suddenly whizzed passed him, shattering his driver’s side window.

“Fuck me.” As soon as he hit the ground, multiple rounds of gunfire went off around him. Steve could barely hear Eddie in his ear as he crawled behind a nearby vehicle and waited.

“STEVEN! ANSWER ME GODDAMN IT!”

“I’m ok! I’m ok!”

Pointing his gun towards the car, he fired a few rounds before it disappeared around the corner. 

***

Eddie paced as you cleaned the cuts on Steve’s hand he had received from all the glass on concrete. The gangster was on edge since he had to wait for police to scope the scene and take the officer’s statement. 

“Fucking asshole. Steve, I’m sorry but I can’t let this slide. Two of my friends are in the hospital and he almost killed you two.”

“No. He wants to kill us in front of you remember. This was just to toy with you and us.”

“I don’t like the casual way you said that.”, Steve teased as he pokes your nose with his free hand. 

“Excuse me. Not a joke here!”

“You’re right, baby. Talking with his father won’t be enough. He crossed a line but we need to focus on this first to keep Y/N safe. After we handle that, then we can handle him.”

“I may have an idea that won’t upset his father IF we get that approval and will get your message across.”, you announce as they give you their attention. 

############

“Mr. Carver.”

“Ah, Mr. Munson or should I saw Edward. We don’t want to confuse you with your father now do we?”, the man laughs light-heartedly as your gangster circles a protective arm around you. “Do you know Dr. Y/L/N here?”

“Oh, please, sir. You can call me Y/N.”, you beam trying to remain as calm as possible.

“Yes, sir. I met Y/N when she saved me from a nasty wound I got. I had heard of all the things she’s done for the community so, of course, I had to get to know her better.”, he grins as he pulls you closer.

“That ‘nasty wound’ wouldn’t have been inflicted by my son per chance?” Eddie stiffened a bit beside you as the man gave him a once over. “Yeah, I know you and Jason don’t get along but that doesn’t give you the right to invade his turf and kill his best friend.”

“If I may, Mr. Carver, is there a private place we can talk?”

“No, you may not. Whatever is going on between you and him doesn’t involve me. You two are in charge now. Handle it.”

As he starts to walk away, you reach out to grab the man’s bicep.

“Please, sir. So many innocent people have gotten hurt just in this week alone. Your son is throwing a tantrum over something he started and is upset because Eddie didn’t let it go like his father used to. Please, just listen to what he has to say. We don’t want anything in return or anything like that. Just…listen.”

Jason’s father sighs as he glances you over.

“You would even decline the generous donation I was thinking of giving to your clinic? That’s a lot of funds that could help a lot of people.”

“This will help more.”

At your sentence, he blinked and stood up straighter. 

“Ok. Ok, Mr. Munson. Let’s talk.”

***

Jason exhaled as he took off his tie and laid his gun on the kitchen counter with his keys as he headed towards his living room. 

“Long night?”

“Jesus Christ, dad!”, the man jumped as he clutched his chest. “You scared the shit out of me. What are you doing here?”

“I could ask you the same thing. I thought you were going to the fundraiser event tonight.”

“I was busy.”

“I hope you weren’t busy with anything involving the Munson crew.”

As his father rose to his feet, Jason stood up straighter.

“I told you. That asshole killed Andrew—”

“After you broke into his girlfriend’s house and pulled a gun on him?”

“He killed Patrick and my friends!”

“AFTER you kidnapped his friend WHO IS A COP and beat him up! You stupid idiot!”, his dad growls as his son flinches. “What’s this I hear about you starting fires, blowing up cars, and doing shootings outside of a police station?! And leaving these moronic notes like this is some gangster movie!”, George shouts as he grumbles the papers he was given and tossed them his way. “This is not how we run our business, Jason.”

“Edward Munson needs to be taken out.”, he seethes. 

“Edward Munson will be left alone and so will his crew. That includes Steve Harrington and Y/N Y/L/N. Do you understand me, son?”

“Are you kidding!? He just gets away with killing my friends?!”

“BE GLAD I DON’T KILL YOU! Sit down!” Jason cowers at his father’s anger as he sits on the couch. “If you weren’t my son, I’d have gotten rid of you for how sloppy you’ve been. That being said you still need to understand that there are consequences to your actions.” Looking past him, George addresses the darkness behind his son’s ear. “He’s all yours.”

Something sharp stings the gangster’s neck as his world begins to spin. 

“I trust whatever you come up with, Mr. Munson, the punishment will fit the crime.”

As you and Eddie come into view, Jason’s world goes dark.

#################

“Good morning, sunshine.”, Eddie jests as Jason’s eyes flutter open. “I wouldn’t wiggle too much if I were you. The view up here is pretty great but not when you’re falling down eight stories.”

The rival gangster’s eyes finally adjust to see the other man in front of him with you and Steve on either side. He tried to move but soon realized he was bound to a chair with duct tape over his mouth, completely at your mercy as he was perched near the edge of a tall building. 

“You know, I’m a fan of movies myself. The one thing my father and I could connect on was The Godfather trilogy. Did you ever see those, Jason?” The man’s only response is trying to tug at his restraints. “No? That’s ok. The third one is utter garbage but that second one. Oof…so good. There’s one line in there that always stood out to me. ‘Chiedi di me ai tuoi amici del quartiere. Ti diranno che so come ricambiare un favore.’”

Stepping forward with his hands in his pockets he continues. 

“It’s Italian. ‘Ask your friends in the neighborhood about me. They'll tell you I know how to return a favor.’”

The rival gangster’s eyes widen as Eddie kneels to his level, balancing on his heels as he speaks to him again is a soft tone laced subtle venom.

“You crossed a line, Carver. If it were up to me I would have killed you and your entire enterprise after hurting Steve and threatening Y/N. After the stunts you pulled this week, I almost did. You can thank this young lady here for talking me out of it.”

Jason’s eyes flick to your angry ones before looking at the other man again. 

“She also suggested we talk to your father which was a brilliant idea. He’s very levelheaded and kind of funny. Right, guys?”

“Hysterical. He thought what you did at the police station was so amusing he recommended I take you in and throw you in a cell with Allen since you miss him so much.”, Steve quipped with a smirk. 

“After blowing up my car and breaking into my apartment, he thought I should use some of things I learned at medical school as a punishment. Oddly enough, castration was the first thing to came to his mind. I told him I didn’t think you had any balls to remove since you were acting like a five-year-old.”, you add making Eddie’s smile widen. 

“He also suggested we make the punishment fit the crime thus you’re ours for the next week, buddy!” As the gangster lightly taps his face, Jason starts to cry. “But, Carver, I’m not going to do that. Do you know why? I’m not my father and I’m not like you. I don’t kill for pleasure and I don’t like hurting people. I want this to stop. But make no mistake…” Eddie reaches for Jason’s throat and squeezes it between his ringed fingers. “If you ever threaten or hurt these two again or even fucking think of coming on to my side of Hawkins, I will burn your side to the ground and make you regret ever being born let alone taking your father’s mantle. Am I being clear?”

Ripping away the tape his lips, the gangster squeaks as he continues to cry. 

“Yes! I understand. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Eddie.” After tapping his cheek again, Eddie turns taking your hand in his as you three head for the door to leave the roof of the building. “Hey! What about me?!”

“Oh, we’ll call the building super in the morning. Just…don’t lean back.”, Steve answers with a sarcastic thumbs up as the door closes behind him.

##################

You giggled in Eddie’s arms as he held you to him, kissing your lips with vigor as he carried you up the stairs with Steve trailing right behind. 

“You…are…amazing.”, he cooed between each breath as he fell with you onto the bed. 

“You really are.” Steve added as he threw himself beside you and began sucking on your neck. 

Ringed fingers glided hastily up the slit in your dress, moving the silk blocking your core, and effortlessly pushed into your entrance, pumping in and out so quickly the sound of your arousal filled the room. 

“Fuck, Eddie.”

“You got me so hard, sweetheart, watching the way you took control talking to George. Jesus and in that beautiful fucking dress.” Your hand floated down to cling to his as his digits inside of you moved at a relentless pace. “I had to keep telling myself to focus because all I wanted to do was push you against that wall and fuck you till you couldn’t walk straight.”

Steve gripped your chin turning you so your lips could meet his as the gangster’s head fell into the nook between your head and shoulder. 

“You’re a bad girl now, baby. OUR bad girl.”

“Tr-treat me like one.”

The officer chuckled at your needy tone as you panted into his mouth. 

“Yeah? You want us to show you how bad girls get treated?”

“P-Please…please. Fuck I’m gonna cum.”

“Ask nicely, Y/N.”

Leaning your head against the gangster’s, you murmured consistent pleas, begging for relief that he granted as the coil snapped and you practically screamed his name. Offering his fingers to his partner, Steve licked them clean before leaning over you so their lips could mingle together. 

After digging in one of his drawers, Eddie produced some handcuffs and passed them over to Steve who took hold of your wrists restraining you to the headboard. 

“These are my own set so they should feel more comfortable on your skin than his steel ones.”, Eddie grinned as he kissed your lips.

“Babe, you forgot to take off her dress.”

“Fuck, silly me.” Grabbing the slit in the fabric, he yanked it apart tearing it up the middle till it split in half and fell away. “There we go.”

“No bra, honey? Definitely bad girl behavior.”

“Eddie told me not to wear one.”, you whine as Steve’s gaze shifts his way. 

“What? I like her tits. Sue me.”

While Eddie removed his suit, the officer yanked down your panties and tossed them onto the floor while he kissed your lips. 

“I bet you want to suck my cock, don’t you dirty girl?”

“I do. Please.”

“I like that. Keep beginning me like that.”

Jumping back into bed, the gangster took hold of one of your legs and lifted it over his shoulder before guiding his cock into your entrance.”

“Oh my god.”

Fingers circled tightly around your neck as your eyes met Steve’s anger filled ones. 

“I said beg me for my dick, little girl.”

“P-Please, Steve. I wanna—fuck, Eddie—I wanna choke on your cock. Please! I need it!”

Quickly, he unbuckled his belt and shimmied down his pants enough to free his length, allowing it to hover over your lips. 

“Tap three times loudly if you need to stop, ok?”

“Yes, yes sir.”

“Oh, look at that, Eds. Little girl found her manners.”

Eddie smirked as he continued to slam his hips into yours at a rough pace, his thick fingers digging into your thigh as he used it for leverage. 

Opening your mouth, you prepared for some the things they had been teaching you. Flattening your tongue you waited, mewling when he finally gave you what you were begging for. As his cock slid down your throat, his fingers tangled in your hair and you focused on the feeling as he slowly thrust his hips. 

“Good…good girl. That’s it. Shit, baby. That’s it. You’re almost taking all of me.” Feeling your body tremble, Steve holds you still, allowing you choke and gag around him as you cum. “Yes! You’re ok, baby. Just a couple more seconds.”

Tapping once, you signal you need air and he immediately pulls out to pet your head, murmuring praises as Eddie slows his rhythm to almost a complete stop as he caresses your leg comfortingly. 

“Good girl, honey. You did so fucking good. It took all my energy not to cum to but I want to cum inside your tight pussy, pretty girl. So beautiful. What color are we at, Y/N?”

“Green, baby. Green.”

At the word, the gangster lifts your other leg, pushing them together as he slowly thrusts his cock deep inside you. 

As your eyes roll back and you moan, Steve kisses away your tears before murmuring against your lips, “Do you still want my dick, baby girl? Do you want me to fuck your pretty little throat? Feel us both deep inside you. I wonder if I can feel myself here.”, he coos as he gently places his hand on your neck. “I know I can feel Eddie fucking you so good. Right, honey?”

His large palm trails down your skin till you feel him press on your lower belly making you whimper louder as your back arches and you tug on your restraints. 

“Yeah, he’s right here, nice and deep.”

Eddie grunts as his pace hastens, his partners words amping him up as Steve smiles. Lifting up on his knees once more, the officer holds his tip just above your lips, chuckling as your tongue needily reaches for him. 

“Don’t forget what we talked about. Tap if you need to breathe or stop, baby. I’m gonna fuck your throat hard, ok?”

“Y-Yes. Please—fuck—please.”

Sliding his dick into your mouth, your eyes squeezed shut as he did what he said, constantly hitting the back of your throat over and over as the obscene sound of you gagging and drooling filled their ears. Both men became almost feral at the noise, Eddie shaking the bed as he pounded into you and Steve tugging harshly on your hair while mumbling under his breath. 

“That’s it, little girl. Jesus. Your mouth feels so fucking good. Atta girl. Choke on my cock, you dirty little whore making a fucking mess. Mmm!”

Your legs abruptly hit the mattress as Eddie fell on top of you, wrapping his arms around your back as he rolled his hips into yours. The officer pulled back, stroking himself with his hand as he watched you both cum together. The gangster laid still trying to catch his breath as Steve reached down to play his hair.

“Fuck me. This pussy is too good.”, Eddie groaned as he sat up and lightly spanked your behind. “I’m glad it’s ours.” 

After pulling out of you, both men shared a passionate filled kiss as they switched places, Steve wiggling underneath you so your back was on his chest. While the officer ran his palms over your breasts and along your sides, Eddie took hold of his partners cock, spitting over the tip before running it between your folds, teasing you both as it grazed your clit. 

“Please.”, you whine.

Smirking, he did what you asked as the two of you groaned. Steve’s hands gripped your thighs, holding your legs open as he planted his feet into the mattress and thrust up into you. 

“Fuck.”

“God, sweetheart, I wish you could see you both from my angle.”, the gangster moaned as he watched his boyfriend’s cock disappear inside you as he stretched you open. “Fuck me. Stevie didn’t even have the patience to take off the rest of his clothes.”, he chuckles, faltering the man’s rhythm as Eddie tugs his pants that had been pooled at his ankles the rest of the way.

Dropping your legs, one of Steve’s hands pulled your hair back as his other roughly kneaded your breast. 

“Move your hips.”, he growled as you mewled, trying your best to bounce and roll your waist. “Harder, little girl. Make yourself cum again.” He continued to grumble with a rough tone in your ear, commanding you to move faster repeatedly while smacking your tits with his palm. Screaming his name, you stopped moving as your body shook against him and you pulled hard on the cuffs above you. “Atta girl. Fuck, I can feel your pussy quivering around me. You’re gonna give me one more and I’m gonna cum with you.”

“I…I can’t.”

“Color, princess?”, Eddie whispers as he presses his nose to your cheek. 

“Green.”, you mumble as the tears stream down your face. 

“Yeah? Fuck you look so beautiful like this with your make up running down like this. Fuck, baby. You can do it. You can give us one more.”

Steve starts moving again with purpose knowing he won’t last long and you most likely will spent after this. After licking his fingers, the long-haired man places them on your clit, rubbing circles into your nub as your sweaty head leans back while the other man clings to your waist.

“There you go, Y/N. Come on, baby! One more. You can do it!”, Eddie encourages, both men moving so fast you don’t even realize it’s coming till your orgasm hits you like a freight train. “Good girl! Good fucking girl.”

Circling his arms around you, Steve’s pace becomes sloppy till you feel him warm your insides as he grunts in your ear. 

“Please…please…no…no more. I can’t.”

“No, sweetheart. You did so good. I’m going to uncuff you ok?” You nod as the gangster releases you from your binds and you wince at your sore muscles as you slowly bring your arms down. Steve carefully turns you both onto your side before pulling out of you, mumbling soft apologies as he tries not to hurt you. “Whenever you’re ready, we’re going to take a bath, ok? It will feel good on your body.”

After a few minutes of them smiling tenderly at you as they caressed and kissed parts of your skin, you signaled you were ready and Eddie lifted you into his arms as Steve ran the water. Doing what had become the norm, the gangster lit a cigarette as he sat behind you on the edge of the tub with his feet in the water as he began to clean you. What was new was when the officer pulled a wet wipe from a bag and kneeled beside you to clean your face.

“What’s that?”

“Oh, um, makeup remover. I bought it a while ago before all the bullshit happened for when you spend the night with us. Chrissy said this was a good brand for girl’s skin but if you have another just let me know.” It took him a moment to realize you two were staring at him with small smiles on your lips. “What? Hey, I’m a nice guy!”

“Yes, you are, pretty boy.”, Eddie coos sassily as he leans over to give him a peck as the man rolls his eyes. 

“Thank you. You didn’t have to do that.”

His eyes remain downcast as he throws it away and places the bag on the counter. 

“I know I don’t have to. I want to. WE want to…want you to be comfortable…and happy. Are you? Happy I mean.”

Tilting his chin, you kiss his lips as well making his smile grow. 

“I am happy. Thank you for everything. It means a lot to me.”

Eddie’s already prepared when you lean your head back to kiss his lips as well making you giggle when he lingers making a loud mwah sound. 

“Just because we settled the stuff with Jason doesn’t mean I’m out of danger does it?”

Both men freeze in place as they blink before Steve climbs into the bath in front of you and Eddie slides in behind you.

“No, it doesn’t. There’s always going to be people that want to challenge me and just because we scared Carver doesn’t mean he won’t fuck up again.”

“And like I told you before, now that people know you’re with Eddie, it may cause some ears to perk up with the police which may put more eyes on you than you’re used to.”

“But, sweetheart, we promise you we will do everything we can to keep you safe. I’d hurt or kill to protect you just like with Steve.”

“And, honey, I would hide evidence or lie to anyone in the department to protect you. Not just from people but any kind of jail time.”

“You’re ours, Y/N, and we will take care of you no matter what.”

You can feel their eyes penetrate you as your own remain off to the side as you absorb what they are saying. 

Gently, fingers grip your chin, turning you to meet Steve’s soft honey hues.

“You can still leave if you want to. We can come up with a story to explain the party if you still want to have some…semblance of normalcy.”

“Whoa. Steve Harrington is breaking out the big words.”

You laughed at Eddie’s joke as the officer narrowed his eyes in playful annoyance.

“I don’t want to leave. I…”

You want to say it so bad. You want to tell them that you love them. But it’s only been a couple of months and they’ve been together for almost a year. No. You don’t want to scare them away after everything they just did to keep you safe. No…

“I…I trust you both.”

When you flash them a smile both men grin back as Eddie hugs you against his chest and Steve kisses your forehead.

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surprise attack hugs! [omori.]

alt. title; surprising the RL!Sextet (6) by hugging them when they're least expecting it.

warnings/tws; suggestive-spoilers during MARI's part.

req. by; none

chars. used; HERO, MARI, SUNNY, AUBREY, BASIL, KEL.

song of the day; Hug Me - Pharrell Williams & Trey Parker

a/n's; yes i used a despicable me song, what are you gonna do about it? also, platonic or romantic? up to you to decide.

by continuing from this point on you understand that it is your fault if you see any opinions that you do not agree with and that make you mad. you will not take it out on me or anyone else who enjoys/agrees with them, and you especially will not do anything illegal/dangerous to them or myself.

images do not belong to me and belong to their rightful owners.

HERO.

i couldn't find a header for him D:

Ah yes, that one man who always seems to have nearly everything under control... but he really doesn't.

He's quite easy to fluster, as long as you know how to.

It's quite funny and ironic, actually. He's flirtatious with those he's close with (and has nearly the same age with.)

He never misses a beat, but when he does, it's usually 'cause he's either stressed or thinking about something.

Either way, that is your time to strike!

Hug him from behind as he's thinking and he'll jump out of surprise.

He'll whip his head towards you, already blushing also out of surprise.

Give him a wink and a smug smile, and he'll be hiding his flushing-red face behind his hands, mumbling god-knows-what in them.

Pull him closer to you and dude will pass the fuck out.

He has no idea how to respond, and you haven't even said anything yet.

(if you do say something, whisper it in his ear, it'll make him explode.)

in the end, he's frozen stiff in your arms.

if you let go for some odd reason, the "effects" don't immediately wear off, but give him a minute or two. or three. maybe four.

well however long, he'll probably still be blushing 'till the day's over.

he's so cute grrr

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MARI.

woah how'd you catch her off-guard???

like????

she always seem(ed)s to be ready for everything

so when you manage to give her a surprise hug, she's obviously not prepared for it.

just dont do it by the stairs.

she'll turn around rather quickly, so you'd better be holding on before you fall down!

if you don't fall down, great! she can easily hug you back, just 10x harder <3

if you do fall down, worry not! the great MARI will catch you!

probably catches you in one of those dip-like positions you see in dance moves or those dramatic romance movie scenes

if so,

expect kisses <333 (w/ consent ofcofc,, she's a respectful queen <333)

then she'll help you up and hug you tighter

probably says somethings like 'oh my, you startled me darling! next time please give me a warning!'

all in all, respectful and pretty queen<333

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SUNNY.

waaah i couldn't find a header for him either :(

dude is spacing out every 30 seconds,,, you can easily surprise hug him nearly 98% of the time

just run up behind him, and hug him!!

it's that simple

my dude probably jumps, flinches, and stiffs up in that order

just be like 'surprise, it's me!!' and he'll calm down.

turns around and owlishly blinks at you a couple of times

then he turns back around, small blush covering his cheeks

dude's temperature went from -34°F to 150°C /hj

naur cause dude barely had any body warmth 'till you hugged him

probably gonna stay inside your arms for a bit longer.

he can't help it!! you're just so warm!!

it's your fault for hugging him in the first place!!

just let him indulge in the moment for a bit <3

dont let him fall asleep though, 'cause he will, and then you're stuck there 'till he wakes up again.

lmao tough luck

but hey

at least he's happy.

for once.

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AUBREY.

OH EM GEE GIRLBOSS PUSSY SLAY QUEEN???

OFF-GUARD?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?

WHAT KIND OF SORCERY IS THIS??? (the power of plot, baby /hj)

just like

make sure that before you hug her

she's not ready to attack you with her bat

'cause that'll hurt like a fothermucker

so if she isn't ready to commit 30 charges of aggravated assault and 27 acts of public disruption, go for it!

don't aim for the neck tho lolol

she'll probably throw you off by spinning around so fast

so like

hug her by the stomach/waist

and pull her close

and then

GERMAN SUPLEX

and then put your head on her shoulder, and whisper a small 'hi'

her face is almost as pink as her hair

and you've only said one word

lord help her she is such a tsundere

she'll just like

freeze up for a second

and if you're doing this in front of her friends???

lord expect a really long scolding

even though it's more yelling than scolding

eh, whatever

but doing it in private is your best option

she'll just look away and pat your arm a bit

you two are then left alone in comfortable silence <333

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BASIL.

bestie he will pass out out of pure fear /hj

but after he realizes it's you,, he'll just be flustered

i mean, he could never even imagine having the courage to do that to someone

especially not you /pos..???

but that's just him

back to the point,,,

you,, are hugging,,, him,,, willingly???

he's so confused

he doesnt know why but

he still likes it anyways

he'll let out a nervous laugh before giving your arm(s) a little squish

in return for the hug, ofc

he knows its not much but

it's still something

and something is better than nothing!!

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KEL.

i was too lazy to find a real header😋

yeah this man

he loves hugs

but surprise hugs,,,

he will marry you if he gets these at least once a day

i mean, how could he not?

his love/crush is willingly hugging him, and as a surprise!!

who doesn't love surprises????

he does, for sure, and if you do creep up and hug him

he'd be elated!

he'll spin around and hug you right back immediately!

just be careful if it's after he finishes playing basketball

he'll probably be sweaty

like

really

sweaty

and stinky

so be prepared!!!

but overall, hug him as much as you want, he just loooovesss hugs in general!

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We-

We were supposed to be processing WAD-

I may have misunderstood the assignment-

Anyways-

Raine’s the one who braids Eda’s hair in the time skip. She had a hook hand and no magic so braiding it herself would be very difficult

At some point Matt his own hair in the bathroom at 3am probably because realizing he’s in love with Gus

Willow is 100% aware Hunter plans to propose but still acts surprised and waits for him

Eda did the flapjack tattoos on hexsquad and they weren’t really sure if she’s qualified for that but who cares it’s nice

Alador took his kids on a bonding trip and Ed broke more bones but em was able to heal them

Darius legally adopted Hunter (and Eber) and Hunter cried

Daruis cried when Hunter called him “dad” for first time

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LOOK I DIDN'T RECOVER EITHER BUT LET'S ACT LIKE WE BOTH DID JAHSFJSAF

oooh interesting!! i could see it happen, i bet Raine loves taking care of Eda's hair <3

okay but shaving/cutting your hair at 3 am bc you're having an existential crisis/mental breakdown is 1 relatable af 2 exactly something Matt would do. bonus if Steve catches him one night and makes fun of him before helping him out (and i'm sure that won't come off as a surprise, but it inspired me for a fic HJAFSJAS SOMEONE PLEASE STOP ME)

oooh this cute!! Hunter is one hell of a mess, while he doesn't blush as much anymore Willow can still tell whenever he's planning something <3

this is a nice hc!! i can't decide if she insisted to do the tattoos herself bc she claims she has a tattoo artist career behind her, or if one of the kids directly asked her to (probably the former ahah)

WHY DO YOU KEEP TORTURING THAT POOR ED /j my boy is just a walking mess, someone please assign him a babysitter, he clearly still needs one at 20

i'm not the biggest fan of Dadrius, but those are still nice hcs!! i guess the confirmation he's Hunter's legal guardian is still a little new, i really thought Camila would adopt him lol

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hi lets show some love for our mutuals. tag your favorite mutuals and tell them why you love them

oooh bet u thought i forgot about u anon. i didn’t. i’ve been here. scheming and plotting. and i am soooo full of love to give. hold onto your hats

i’m putting the gushing under a cut because this post is getting too long haha whoopsie

@tisziny my darling beloved and dearly cherished friend. one of the first people to reach out to me and i am eternally grateful for their wonderful heart and friendship. my sweetest cheese! 🧀 an incredibly skilled writer and artist who i sincerely admire <3 not enough words to describe my love for them tbh

@skysofrey kaitlin my beautiful and cherished friend and wife. we were cut of the same cloth and then separated at birth but we defied to odds and joined forces anyway! so insightful and kind and sweet and hilarious and overall wonderful (and also sooooo pretty have u guys seen my wife she’s sooooo pretty wtf) 🖤💜❤️

@blackbeardskneebrace miles blackbeardskneebrace the absolute marvel that you are <3 so incredibly nice and extraordinarily talented! every time they post art it adds 100000 years to my lifespan and puts tears in my eyes. genuinely astounding

@blakbonnet despite the angst and antagonising me for Ed’s beard, i will always love Meow with my whole chest. and she can do it all!!! she writes, makes art, makes gifs! she’s even funny and smart and hot and NICE! save some for the rest of us babe come on <3

@gentlebeard ohhhh my sweet wonderful Ella (now with a new and improved url!) so incredibly kind and friendly! always willing for a hot makeout session in the bathroom and will gladly kill someone to defend your honour (i’ve seen her do it). makes edits that make you laugh and then WHABAM!! another that makes you feel like your lungs are being pulled out. love you ella <3

@snake-snack-stede we all know that olivia is the funniest mfer on this whole idiot website. it’s literally not even a contest. but did you guys know she’s also extraordinarily talented? she makes art and animates and makes edits that are gorgeous to look at. also i’m in love with her. she’s the sweetest candy apple at the fair and i’m a snot-nosed kid with an appetite.

@flightoftheconnie sex on legs. i become hot and flustered and feint when i think of her. makes me blush and giggle and kick my feet and she’s funny and smart and hot enough to be in a gallery but she’s here with us instead. give her kisses or die by my sword

@bizarrelittlemew we may not talk often but goodness gracious do i adore you 🥹 my god you’re hilarious and you make some of the most gorgeous gifs ive ever put my gay little eyes on. and yet another blessing to the world of ofmd fanfic <3

@saltpepperbeard JODI!!!!!! if jodi has a billion fans i’m one of them. if she has 100 fans i’m one of them. if Jodi has 0 fans then i’m dead. literally so sweet and kind and enthusiastic and an absolute treasure. and my GOODNESS can she write!! her work feels like a warm hug (just like her!)

@sherlockig literally too hot to be on the hellsite with us but we are so blessed to have her. an absolute TREASURE to this fandom and to anyone who knows her. the amount of lockscreens i’ve got that are just alexz screengrabs is absolutely insane. thank you for all your work i love you forever

@dickfuckk josh — a living breathing legend. any time you need a file? a link? an image? josh has got your back. one of the funniest people i’ve ever interacted with. also makes edits devastating enough to kill a man <3

@xoxoemynn Em my wonderful Cherub From Heaven!!! pure charm and grace, and one of the most enthusiastic and delightful people i’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. such an accomplished and skilled writer as well!

@vampirebutterflies my #1 date to the observatory and my partner in crime <33 so effortlessly funny and kind and has the best taste in music ever. every single song they’ve sent me has been an absolute banger and has been put in the frequent rotation (huge shoutout to Vacations)

@bunnyandthejets my dear and darling friend Bunny who is so incredibly kind and sweet. has been so vocally supportive and enthusiastic since we met and i’m so grateful to have her friendship and support. she’s also made me cackle like an insane person on enough occasions to be criminal.

@wearfinethingsalltoowell don’t let the angst fool you, Joy is actually wonderful and a ray of sunshine <3 i’m convinced she just enjoys causing us pain for fun. she’s creative and wonderful and the World’s Number One Olu Enjoyer (and therefore objectively correct)

@sassygwaine is one of those unabashedly kind souls who simply oozes love into everything they do and create. so genuine and resilient and smart!!! writes like an absolute dream too

@chocolatepot a complete sweetheart who was one of my first friends in this fandom, and who has been consistently friendly and supportive ever since. unwaveringly kind and nice. also her writing. oh my god. 😭 a huge inspiration to silly little me

@jellybeanium124 nina is so effortlessly hilarious. she’s had me giggling and twirling my hair on numerous occasions. she’s also full to the brim with good and correct takes. (also a Button’s truther and the world needs more of those.)

@awkward-fallen-angel heather is just soooo lovely!! another one of the people that’s been here since the very early days and i’m always so grateful for her insight and enthusiasm and the sheer joy she puts into everything.

@stedebonnets i mean this so sincerely and with my whole heart: Ara is one of the nicest and most loving people I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. an absolute angel who drops in to consistently check on her friends and spread love and joy. we need more Ara’s in the world. also has one of the most beautiful ofmd tattoos i’ve ever seen <3

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����𝕣𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥! - dad!eddie munson x mom!reader

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series masterlist || week to all hallows' eve

summary || in which eddie, the reader, and their daughter celebrate halloween

a/n || oh my god? more? but this time, it's part of a multifandom series! ➵ part of my 'week to hallows' eve' halloween countdown. i was way too swamped to do kinktober/spooktober but i still wanted to something special for halloween. so, every day, new, halloween-themed content will be coming out about different characters i write about. check out the masterlist ^ ➵ this is set post-events of s4, like ~10 years after? eddie's a dad! but the idea of him being scary is (somewhat) still present. also robin and vickie are in this one! ➵ happy diwali to anyone who celebrates it! i hope you guys had a lovely meal, lovely activities and a lovely night! ➵ not yet proofread ➵ send me requests if you have ‘em. enjoy!

warnings || fluff, fluff, fluff! so fluffy

rosie had a stomach full of pumpkin pie, courtesy of her mother, and her hands full of accessories for her costume. her mother carried her headband in one hand, and her trick-or-treat basket in the other, watching fondly as her daughter pulled her pale yellow tights over her legs.

“you alright there? need some help?” she called, as rosie struggled with pulling on her dress.

“i’m fine - i’m fine!” she said the sentence once, and it came out muffled from under the bunched cloth, but, the second time, as she peeked her head out of the opening, it came out crystal clear. she took a moment to stifle a laugh at her daughter’s predicament, before setting her things down and tentatively tugging the rest of the dress over the young girl’s torso. when her arms finally popped out on the other side, she let out a sigh of relief, relenting and allowing her mother to smooth out the wrinkles of the lemon-yellow dress.

“can i come in?” the question was accompanied by a faint knock on the door of the room, and his voice was a bit muffled behind the wood.

“yeah, come on in, ed.” she mumbles it over her shoulder, moving on to twist the pretty, dark locks of her daughter’s hair between her fingers, pushing some of them away from her forehead as she pressed a soft kiss in their place. as her husband entered the room, she rose up, going to collect her things once again. she glanced up at eddie, but his eyes were fixated on rosie, a soft smile on his face in reaction to the absolutely adorable get-up she had on.

“hello, princess!” his voice was more animated - as it always was with rosie - and the young girl blushed and giggled at the moniker, “want me to do your hair?” he was already inching towards the thin hair ties and the hairbrush resting on her mother’s vanity, when rosie nodded vigorously meeting him halfway with the tools.

“alright: sweetie, ed,” she pointed at the both of them respectively, “behave while i’m gone. i’m gonna drop off some of that pie at robin's, ‘lright?” eddie nodded, and rosie babbled a goodbye as she headed to the kitchen.

the rest of the pie, which she had reserved for their neighbors and very good friends robin buckley and vickie mahan - the town’s resident roommates, had a significant chunk missing, indicating that eddie had helped himself while she was busy. when she lifted up the tin, she saw a small note, confirming just that fact.

‘sorry, babe, couldn’t help myself…i’ll make it up to you sometime!’

‘‘make it up to our neighbors, ed.’’ she muttered to herself, smiling at her husband’s childish antics. that was the thing she thinks that she loves most about him - his boyish charm, his innocent gestures, his sweet, childish habits. his habit of getting far too engrossed in a show with rosie, or him rambling about the lord of the rings, something she had - though - realized was much more to him that a book he read as a kid.

hell, he named their daughter after one of the characters - of course it meant so much more to him.

he loved halloween. she did too, but he adored it. the cheap costumes, the cheap candy, the cheap scares. it was all thrilling. and now, with their 8 year old daughter, he had someone experiencing it with him through his own eyes - those eyes of childish wonder, who saw adventure and intrigue in everything.

she rung the doorbell for the neighbors. robin answered almost immediately, dressed in zombie attire, no doubt to spook the kids who would be rolling in during the next few hours.

“hey, rob! i wanted to give your guys this - you mentioned you like pumpkin pie?”

“pie?” at that, she heard the sound of vickie from behind robin, red paint gushing from make-up fangs at the corners of her mouth.

she was ushered in quickly by the homey couple, and she placed the tin down on their dinner table. there wasn’t too much decoration - not nearly as much as her own house, but she enjoyed the touch of the skull garland hung on top of the window. robin had always had something for morbidity and, as much as it clashed with vickie’s colorful theme, they seemed to make it fit perfectly.

“sorry there isn’t that much, eddie got his hands in it while i wasn’t looking.” they looked at each other, smiling at their neighbor’s antics.

“how’s rosie doing?” vickie mentioned, as robin looked around for plates.

“oh, she’s just fine. getting her hair done with dad.” robin placed three plates in front of them.

“she dressing up?” she nodded, remembering her daughter’s outfit and smiling.

“yup! belle, from beauty and -”

“- the beast! oh, i’m sure she’ll look so cute! please bring her around!”

“oh, of course, you guys are the first ones we’re hitting.”

“right, right. when’re you guys gonna go around?” she glanced down at her watch at the question, and her eyes widened.

“oh - oh, shit, we’ve gotta get going in a few minutes. i’ve gotta - i’ll see you guys in a bit!” vickie nodded, helping her out of the door, before she rushed back to her house.

when she got back to her own house, eddie was not-so-secretly sharing a mars bar with rosie.

“ed! those are for our trick or treaters!” eddie, having been caught red-handed, redirected the bite of chocolate going into his mouth, to instead go into his wife’s mouth and, after a moment of pursing her lips in fake annoyance, she allowed him to drop the sweet treat onto her tongue, “alright, you get a pass.” she said, through a chocolaty mumble. suddenly, she felt a light tug on her pant leg. she looked down at rosie, seeing her hair perfectly done-up, the tiara balancing precariously on her head.

“can we go trick-or-treating, mommy?” she looked so excited, with her small hand wrapped around the handle of her pumpkin-shaped candy bucket, that her mom immediately reached down to grab her fingers in her own.

“of course, sweetie. c’mon, let’s get going.” rosie let her mom guide her towards the exit, and she let her dad slip her white, royal gloves over her hands. they were part of the outfit, but they also worked to keep the young girl warm in the october evening. they all stepped out onto the porch, and eddie locked the door behind them.

many other young children and their parents littered the streets; it was tradition. from 5 to 7, all the younger kids would trick-or-treat, before letting the rest of the older kids come around after 7. it worked perfectly, allowing the parents of toddler and children tend to their own, before tending to the neighborhoods’.

they made a beeline for the buckley & mahan residence, finding both women waiting in excitement for the arrival of their first trick-or-treater.

as the door swung open, rosie exclaimed the phrase with gusto: confident even in her small voice.

“oh, you look so pretty, hon!” robin was quick to gush about her outfit, while vickie fished for some candy for the young girl. her mother looked in shock at the sheer amount, but knew that the friendly neighbors had a tendency to play favorites when it came to the adorable rosie. soon, they were waved off, and the went to hit the next house.

rosie’s basket was being carried by her mother, and her father had the young girl in his arms. too caught up in the excitement, she’d fallen asleep after begging her father to pick her up due to her aching legs. her soft breaths let out the faintest puffs of clouded air in the cold - now - night. she’d gotten many a compliment for her dress, and her mom had noticed her father blushing profusely whenever someone complimented the style of her hair.

her mom fumbled with the keys to enter the house. eddie was quick to climb up the steps to rosie’s room, settling her in for the night, and pressing a kiss to her forehead before switching off her light and closing the door.

he was quiet in coming down the stairs, but he also knew rosie was a heavy sleeper - not waking up to anything except her mother’s signature sunday pancakes.

his wife was in the crux between the porch and the entrance, fixing the last of the few decoration right outside the house. she had hung a large sign ensuring that the kids would only be knocking, knowing a doorbell would likely wake her daughter up. as she closed the door, beginning the wait, she yelped in shock at the feeling of hands around her waist.

she felt the mane of his hair before she felt his nose, nuzzling into the soft skin of her neck.

“eddie!” it’s supposed to be exasperated - but can she help that it isn’t? “we’ve gotta set up…”

“i know, baby, i know. lemme just - just for a minute, ‘kay?” she sighs softly, obliging and sinking into his hold.

“her hair was gorgeous.” she complimented quietly, not wanting to break the air of the moment

“i know.” was his blunt response, the joke in his tone obvious even in his whisper.

“eddie…” he laughed, moving his hands up to her shoulders and pulling her further into him to place a chaste kiss onto her lips.

“thank you, babe.” he corrects, taking her hand in his as he led her back into the kitchen, getting the droves of candy that they had bought and helping her place it on the accessible table beside the entrance, “i’m gonna go set up, wait here?” she nods, and watches as he slips out of the door.

see, every halloween, eddie made sure to give their first guest a proper scare. last year, for example, it was by disguising as one of their yard decorations and popping out while they walked up to the porch. this year, though, with his wife as his accomplice, he planned to pop out from above them, peeking out from the roof above the porch and jumping at them like a bat. the roof was quite flat, and the light of the porch didn’t exactly hit it, keeping his position hidden until his reveal.

the kids of hawkins knew of this tradition, and it had become a game, trying to be first in order to experience one of munson’s infamous scares. and, so far, he had always delivered: the kids of the town looking over their shoulders his next move, but still finding a pleasant, momentarily heart-wrenching, surprise awaiting them.

as much as it was now a household tradition, she had also realized that it must be somewhat cathartic to eddie: his terrifying reputation had always preceded him but, now that he was older, the town was wiser and the people he loved were with him, he found a way to turn such a horrifying concept into one he could enjoy. people were still ‘scared’ of him, but they weren’t scared of him: not his progressive views, or his odd hobbies, or his innate eddie-ness. no, he was no longer the butt of jokes or a rumor amongst christian radicals. he was just him, and he found that people could love just that.

she was stirred from her thoughts by the sound of the first knock, and she went to the door, trying to suppress her excited smile, and opened it to the beaming faces of several middle-schoolers. they had dressed in the typical garb of a monster fest: frankenstein, a mummy, a vampire and a shockingly well-done zombie. that one had a particular smugness to her face, as if she’d heard the rumors and she was absolutely sure she wasn’t about to get scared.

“hey, guys! oh, your costumes look fantastic!” while she is being completely genuine, appreciating the attention to detail, but it was also a ploy to give eddie an extra moment or two to prepare. in unison, the kids began:

“trick, or -”

“- or treat!” from behind them, eddie stuck his head down, his torso hanging off the roof and remaining in place by the fixed nature of his legs on the roof. his interruption causes them all to whip around and scream, his pale face almost ghastly in the light of the porch, and the smudged eyeshadow around his eyes causing a skull-like effect. he stuck his tongue out, widening his eyes, and they all stumbled in horror, the zombie grasping at her for support. she offered it, taking in the girl’s freaked-out appearance.

eddie, with shocking skill, jumped down gracefully, his hands in the air in a mock-terrifying way, giving the kids a chance to take a breath, looking at each other and laughing.

“oh my god!”

“that was crazy.”

“you should have seen the look on your face!” their babble came to a slight halt as she called for them all to grab some candy. after a moment, eddie joined her, and gave zombie-girl a playful wink at her ecstatic face at the experience. she’d had a bet running with her friends that she wouldn’t get scared but, honestly, she wasn’t even that bothered about having to give her friends some extra candy.

the kids waved polite goodbyes, their jabbering carrying back to the door as they left, and eddie leans back against the door as he closed it.

“they loved it.” she mumbled to him, fond smile on her face. he’s a little out of breath: sticking your head upside down’ll do that to ya.

“they loved it.” he mumbled back, and she laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck, “happy halloween, babe.” he presses a kiss to her nose, and she scrunches it at the ticklish sensation.

“happy halloween, ed.”

#stranger things #stranger things imagine #stranger things 4 #eddie munson #eddie munson oneshot #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader #joseph quinn #trick or treat #week to hallows' eve #halloween #dad!eddie munson

[beetleisblue]

“Ive missed you.”

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Back with another lee amity fic that GAAAAASP, isn’t lumity??

Anyway, here’s the sibling au fic nobody asked for but I wanted to write.

Summary: In a sibling Au, Amity goes to visit her big sister, Amelia, who’s been living on her own for a while. The two catch up for lost time, and Amelia gets her sister to lighten up.

Ler: Amelia/Beta!Amity

Lee: Canon!Amity

Warning: yes, the tickle part of this fic is very focused on, but I’d honestly call this more of a fluff fic. If you dislike tickle fics though, this isn’t for you!

On with the show.

“So,” Amelia began, flipping through channels on the crystal ball, sitting on the couch with Amity in Amelia’s small apartment.

“I haven’t seen you since you were like, 10. “ She continued, shuffling around on the leather below her. “You still hanging out with those mean-ass twerps?” She looked to the side at her little sister. Amity’s eyes widened for a moment, knowing that Amelia was referencing Boscha and her gang. She paused for instance, then spoke;

“No, I’ve been hanging out with better people, I think. Me and.. me and Willow.. are actually friends again.” She said carefully, looking up to meet the eyes of her big sister. She felt a playful jab in her shoulder, and heard Amelia chuckle. “Dang I missed a lot, huh Mittens? New hairdo, new friends..”

She raised her eyebrow teasingly, “New girlfriend?”

Amity turned bright red and gave an embarrassed little gasp. “H-How did you know about that?!” Amelia chuckled again, now giving up on finding something to watch to instead turn and face the other girl. “You didn’t think Ed and Em weren’t gonna tell me about your little relationship, did you?” She smirked. “So tell me about her. Is she as dorky as you?”

Amity’s blush held as she tried to find the words to describe Luz. She shuffled, then took a breath. “She’s.. really sweet.. and cute. And genuine. And she likes Azura, like me!”

Amelia rolled her eyes, “So she IS a nerd too.. you’re perfect for eachother then, huh?”

Amity just shrugged awkwardly.

“Cmon, are you like, incapable of laughing? I haven’t even seen you smile that much since I’ve picked you up! I woulda though you would be happy to get a break from Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum.” Amelia said, poking the girl in her ribs. Amity gave a surprised squeak.

Amelia smirked devilishly, an idea working its way in her brain.

“Remember when we had to do the family portrait every year, and you didn’t wanna smile?~” she teased, getting a position that Amity knew oh too well. The girl was ready to pounce, and Amity shuffled back with a nervous smile on her face. “Y-Yes..?” She answered, knowing what was to come.

“And then I would put my hands riiiiight here..” Amelia continued, placing her hands on her sister’s sides, her thumbs inward on her tummy as if she was texting on her scroll.

A little “Eep!” Escaped Amity’s mouth, and her sister grinned wider.

“And just as the photographer took the picture, I’d do.. THIS!”

Amelia squeezed her hands, and just as she did, Amity squeaked out into a fit of giggles.

“Oh, so you CAN still laugh, huh?” The older girl said teasingly, continuing her attack.

“Stohohop!” Amity whined through her laughter, attempting to fight her sister off. She never did back in the pictures, the proof being her huge smile that nobody else in the picture really possessed. They weren’t even really supposed to smile, but Amelia never wanted to do things her family did, and would always smile right along beside Amity (If not as giddy-looking)

She was part of the reason why Amity decided to act out of tradition, too. In truth, she was just following in her big sister’s footsteps.

Now though, she only giggled and squeaked and laughed her head off.

It had been awhile.

Not the being tickled part. No, Luz did that to her many times, and she’d never let on the fact that she didn’t exactly hate it that much. (She definitely enjoyed it.)

But Amelia, playing with her like they were younger..

Amelia..

seeing Amelia. It had been awhile.

Amity guessed the older girl felt it too, as she had blinked, stopping her assault.

Almost there for a second, Amelia could she see her little sister in her arms, just as young as the last time she saw her.

Her smiling, giggly face, and how seeing it for just a few moments was worth the lecture she would receive from her mother about how ‘undignified’ she was.

She was snapped back into reality as Amity hugged her tight, the sweetest little giggle in her voice as she spoke.

“I missed you.”

Amelia smiled and returned the hug tighter, closing her eyes.

“I missed you too, you dork.”

#the owl house tickle #sfw tickling community #the owl house #tickle fluff #lee!amity #cute #sisterly love #beta amity #sibling au #the owl house sibling au #ler!beta amity #tickle fic #ticklish!amity

[sugarrushproductions]

Holy Shit, Gus is powerful!!!

Did you guys see the big illusions he made? And the way he immediately saw through the first illusions proves he's extremely smart!

The Head Witch of the Illusion coven is like one of those drama jerks who thinks that he's the best. Probably been like that since he was a kid. Especially being petty to where he was going to brand Gus out of illusions forever.

Bump is by far the best principle. He cares for his kids and their wants and needs. When Gus first pointed out the illusion, he and the other teacher immediately went to protect him. And at the end, he bought them valuable time by playing to the Captain's pride and shame.

That little hesitancy that Willow had in Follies is finally addressed here and it was worth it. Of course Amity, unconsciously or not, would still remember what they were like as kids. And being the protective badass she is to Luz, of course she would try to protect Willow at any cost.

Ed and Em are officially doubling tracks now and I love how cute Ed looks. And how worried he is when he thinks he's gonna lose it. Also "have you ever sneeze with your mask on?" Asking the important questions there, Ed.

Also, confirmation that you can switch covens with the cat girl who quit.

And now, the moment you've all been waiting for, the reason for my username.....

Hunter!

He's back! Hunter must have been running till he got to Hexide and hid. Despite everything, he still tries to save Gus, even through his own bad memories. He's so very good! We must protect him!

Also, he blushes when he first sees Willow. Just thought I'd point that out....

#the owl house #golden guard #the golden guard #the owl house season 2 #toh #the owl house hunter #hunter owl house #hunter #toh grimwalker #toh gus #toh willow #toh s2b #toh amity #toh spoilers #huntlow #winter #hunter x willow

[awoken-artist]

{Finished in Feb 13th 2023}

🌈✧{Please Do Not Steal, Trace, use my Art in AI and NFTs and Repost/Resubmit my Works. Thank You.}✧🌈

I wanted to draw out a scene I had in mind forever...I did drew ONE art of Ed and Em [and its in the comic strip. of them starring realizing how close they are] and i sat there thinking of make a quick sketchy doodly comic strip of this.

So- Yeah for context and updates on my ocxcanon pair - Ed and Emmy is that when the two met they never got along and would fight and make snarky comments to eachother and Alphonse being the middle man of the two. voice of reason. so not sure exactly where in the timeline [cause I also will draw art for 2003 series too and 2003 and brotherhood have very different directions BUT the scene of this would be the same.] so this would have to be around where the two of them still fight but not as..often but still was like "great theyre fighting again" kind of thing for Al. So Im gonna guess cause this is a bit of a work in progress where they had a mission, they both kind of dun goofed a bit [but manage to complete it] and they both started to have a fight that started with the comments then to straight out fighting with alchemy in an alley way for some reason. the two started fighting and they were - not minding it cause the two are being too cocky about it.  Emmy takes a step where she causes herself to trip and wasnt expecting this to happen cause shes really great with her footing but today was NOT her day.... So ed tries to catch her, he gets pulled to her as their foreheads SMACKED against eachother pretty hard [but not hard enough it causes them to knock out or such] and they rolled to the end of the alley way. emmy lands with her back as Ed was somewhat on top-ish as they didnt realize what position they were both in cause- they quickly are just trying to recover from the head smack headache and started bickering again- and slowly realize "....oh shit"  they both massively blushed realizing the position they were in as they were just too stunned to continue the fight and they just were very awkward with eachother a bit. Roy happened to be around [they were not far from Central HQ tbh] so Roy sees Al just- stare at the Alley so of course he and Riza went to see wtf is going on and....yeah sees that. Wondering tf they are doing. Ed and Emmy QUICKLY panicked while their faces were red as fire as they both adjust themselves and try to walk away from the whole situation and boy the rest of that day to a week..or two...Edward and Emmy were very awkward and flustered and that memory never left. [not even further into the story it still REMAINED] and its where the start of the crush happens with both of them. Emmy couldnt help remember it as her heart was pounding and racing very much. Winry already can tell shes crushing SO HARD on Edward. Edward [while I havent drawn it here] is probably so frustrated and doesnt know why hes feeling off. he never had a crush on anyone and never blushed this hard ever and Alphonse thought it was kind of cute Ed is getting super flustered anytime he and emmy are in the same room together. Al and Winry being the wingman here for both.  they do eventually not get so awkward with eachother but theres times they do and sometimes hints of maybe theyre kind of realizing they like eachother that much.  Also wanna point out [and I wanna sketch it] where Ed kind of corners her somewhat and they fought and they got into the same position somehow. [thinking Emmy was being super stubborn, Ed corners her to the wall as Emmy gets too flustered she falls slowly down to the floor all very flushed in the face and Ed gets down to her level and just both of them being awkward dorks. [and I think its where the confession comes in.] still got plans for more FMA works just need to do some tweaking and such :3

🌈✧{Credits}✧🌈

✧ Artwork and FMA OC Emmy Rosenthal © by: @awoken-artist

✧  Fullmetal Alchemist and Characters Edward and Aphonse Elric, Roy Mustang and Winry Rockbell owned by:

Hiromu Arakawa

​✧ Programs Used: Clip Studio Paint EX

#artworks #artwork #art #fullmetal alchemist #digital art #digital artwork #artist #digital artist #clip studio paint #clip studio paint ex #fullmetal alchemist art #fma #fma ocxcanon #ocxcanon #fma art #edwardxemmy #edxem #fullmetal alchemist ocxcanon #comic #sketch comic #comic strip #anime oc

[gaybananabread]

for tickletober could u do 21 with lee Amity and ler Emira/Edric? and hope u have a wonderful day/night thanks :D

Sure! I've never written for Emira and Edric, so I'm sorry if they seem off. I saw that you had another request for the same thing, so I figured I knock em both out with this! Hope you enjoy!

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Lee: Amity

Lers: Edric, Emira

Summary: Amity won't get up, and the twins decide to have some fun at her expense.

Warnings: none! This is a tickle fic, so if you don't like that, scroll away!

It was getting closer to 10, and the twins still hadn't seen Amity. They were kinda worried. She tended to get up by, at the latest, 7:30. After ten minutes, they called it and went to check on her.

Looking into their sister's room, they can see a lump in a mountain of blankets. Clothes were tossed in the corner, books were out of place, and some abomination goo was splattered on the wall.

It was weirder than weird. She was normally so organized, and her room looked like this? They went to her bed, pulling off the layers of blankets. Amity had her little message thingy near her head. She was using a school book ad a pillow, the page turned to Boiling Isles History. It looked like she stayed up studying, her room becoming a war zone in the process.

"Man, looks like Mittens crammed last night." It was Saturday, but studying wasn't a bad idea. Definitely not to this extent though. "Let's get her up."

They tried shaking her, but were only met with a grunt. Flicking her forehead didn't work either. Edric sighed. "Welp, I'm outta ideas. Wanna try water ballons?" Emira shook her head. "Nah, we'd get killed. Needs to be nice-ish and not destroy stuff. Got anything better?"

They spent at least two minutes going through methods, but none of them would do. They would either tick her off or make a mess, and they'd rather not be on their mom's bad side.

"Ooh, what about a air horn?" She laughed. "Are you kidding? That would get everyone on us. We'd have to help with production for a month! What's worked before?" He thought back to when Amity was younger.

"Hey, remember that time she had her first final exam, and we had to tickle her awake?" Emira's eyes lit up. "Oh yeah! That'll definitely work! And she probably won't kill us!" They were practically yelling. Fortunately for them, their sister was back asleep, tuning them out.

The twins pulled back her covers again, the same groan coming from the lavender haired witch. Only this time, they didn't say anything. Right as she was about to open her eyes, she felt fingers scratching at her sides. Too groggy ti think straight, she let a stream of breathy giggles flow from her mouth.

"Ehehehehehe! Guhuhuhuys! Nohohohoho!" She slapped clumsily at their hands, only causing them to laugh with her. "Hehey Mittens! Welcome to the living!" She squealed. "Eeek! Shuhuhut it!"

They cooed. "Awwwe! You squeal when we tease you? That's adorable!" Much more awake now, Amity started to actually fight back. She scooted away, shoving at their hands. "Stohohop ihit, you jeherks!"

Bringing out his inner drama-kingness, Edric gasped, falling back a bit. "Jerks! Oh, the betrayal! I can feel my heart shattering!" Emira just hopped up on the bed, causing her sis to squeak and shuff back more. "Well, if we're jerks, we'd better start to act like 'em. Wouldn't wanna disappoint ya!"

She lunged forward, shoving her hands into the young witch's armpits. She yelped, then dissolved into high-pitched cackles. "NAHAHAHOHO!" EHEHEHE- EHEHEHMIHIRAHA!" She thrashed around, trying to escape the feeling of those torturous fingers against her pits. She only managed to get them wedged in tighter.

"Okay, Em. As cute as this is, we should stop. Don't wanna kill our baby sis!" She sighed. "Fiiiine. You're lucky Ed's making me go easy on you, Mittens." She slowed to a stop, trailing her fingers down Amity's sides one more time.

They both took a step back to admire there work.  Amity had her tomato-face blush going, and occasional giggles peppered her breathing. She was definitely awake now, smiling and giddy. For one final touch, they both sucked in some air and shouted,

"Good morning sleepy head!"

#blight siblings #lee!amity #ler!edric #ler!emira #ler!blight twins #owl house #the owl house tickle #amity blight #edric blight #emira blight #tickle fic #tickle #sfw tickling community #augtickletober2022 #toh amity #toh edric #toh emira #21

[travlersjoy444]

Hey Lilith (Pt.8)

TOH Hunter/Golden Guard x reader

 Masks and Bets part eight.

Masks and Bets (Part 1)

Masks and Beasts (Part 2)

Masked and Beat (Part 3)

Masked (and Unmasked) On the Seas (Part 4)

Cracks in a Mask (Part 5)

Revelations (Part 6)

Bad Moon Rising (Part 7)

Word count: 2k

*******

  Hey Lilith.

  I discovered something strange yesterday….something really strange that turned my world upside down. I don’t know how to paraphrase it, so I’ll just send you a transcribed copy of what I read- to summarise, I’m a grimwalker. So is the Golden Guard.

  So…I’m not sure what to do. No one else here knows about this, and I’m really scared. Belos has apparently killed almost all of the previous grimwalkers, so we could be in terrible danger.

  But on another note- you grew up in Bonesborough, right? Have you ever heard of the Bryonys?

  I sealed the letter and dropped it off at the post office.

  “(Y/N), (Y/N)!” Yelled a voice. I jumped, spinning around.

  “Edric! Emira!” I exclaimed. My friends were right outside the window! I darted out of the post office to meet them.

  “(Y/N)! I’ve missed you!” Em grinned, giving me a quick hug.

  “You too, losers! I’m sorry I’ve been gone so much recently.” I sighed, joining them on the bench.

  “Hey (Y/N), check this out-” Edric said, waving his hand. A little bat creature from the knee landed on his shoulder. “This is Batrick!”

  “Cool!”

*******

  I smiled. I had missed spending time with the twins- It was great to see them again.

  “So, how’s the coven been?” Edric asked while Em ordered our drinks.

  I sighed, drumming my fingers on the table. “Well…it’s been…uh. Rough. Definitely harder than I expected…I kind of wish I had just stayed at Hexside with you guys.”

  He frowned. “What happened? You used to love your job…”

  I laughed sarcastically. “That was before I discovered some…some things I’d rather forget. Some really scary things…Uh…but I’m in contact with Lilith, as well as some other trustworthy adults, so I’m hoping I’ll manage to get out of there soon.” 

  Ed stared at me wide eyed. 

  “Uh…so how’ve you been?” I smiled.

  “Are you okay?!” 

  I shrugged. “I’ll survive. I promise, okay?” I held out my pinky childishly. He gave a half-hearted smile and shook on it.

  “You’d better keep that promise, (L/N).” He said seriously, before switching to a cheerier tone. “…I’ve been teaching myself beastkeeping magic lately. It’s been pretty fun.” He smiled.

  “Ooh, and I’ve learned a few healing spells.” Em said, sliding into her chair, drinks in tow. “What’re we talking about?”

  “Multitracks? That’s awesome, guys!” I grinned. 

  Ed blushed. “Well…they’re just hobbies, really. I can’t imagine pursuing beastkeeping at Hexside…”

  I frowned. “Isn’t Luz doing multitracks?”

  Em raised an eyebrow. “Amity’s girlfriend? Well, yeah, she’s doing multitracks, but she’s a human.”

  “And plus…She’s not a Blight. Yet.” Ed sighed, taking a sip of his apple blood. 

  “But if you multitrack, you’ll get to do stuff like this!” I argued, casting an illusion and an abomination at the same time.

  “Well yeah, but we’d be doing wild magic.” Em frowned. “Disappointing the Titan or whatever….”

  “But you’d get to be free! Like Eda the Owl Lady!”

  “Says the leader of the Emperor’s Coven.” Emira teased, messing with my hair.

  I caught her hand, staring into her eyes seriously. “Exactly. I know what covens are like, Em. Trust me….it is not a pleasant experience.”

  She stared back, wide eyed.

  I swallowed. “I’m sorry for snapping, Em. But you’re sixteen and nearly ready for coven initiation….I trust you, but please. Please don’t do what I did. I would be petrified if Belos knew that I’m telling you this, but I have first-hand experience: The man is evil, and I wouldn’t recommend trusting his system.”

*******

  I returned to the castle by dusk, trying to get to the kitchen unbothered. 

  But as I passed the throne room, I heard voices. They were muffled, but one of them sounded angry- Oh, it was Belos. (Of course it was)

  Not my problem, I decided. Not tonight. 

  So I kept walking.

  I would regret that later.

  I liked going to the kitchen. The dining hall was always crowded, and while the food was okay, I wasn’t sure how much I trusted it to not have memory obliviating potions akin to Terra’s tea. So I preferred to stick to the kitchen, where I could just make my own food.

  Raine Whispers had beat me to the kitchen.

  “Looks like I’m not the only one with this plan tonight,” I said, smiling lightly.

  They shrugged. “Guess not.”

  “Thank you, by the way.” I said, walking past them towards the bread.

  “For what?” They frowned.

  “You know…messing up Terra’s memory potion. Letting me keep my memories.”

  “Of course. Um…Out of curiosity, may I ask what happened?”

  I shook my head. “A….weird thing happened. Um…I don’t think that was the first time 

I was sent to tea with Terra. But…let’s just say I found something about my past. Something Belos doesn’t want me to know….um. Speaking of which, do you…remember anyone from your time in Bonesborough? Anyone…who looked like me?”

  Raine tilted their head thoughtfully. “Yeah, actually. I had a friend at Hexside who looked a lot like you- are you related to the Bryonys?”

  “Yes! That’s what I found out that Belos didn’t want me to know- that I’m related to the Bryonys!”

  They nodded, eyes widening. “Weird! Nico Bryony was always a fairly normal witch….I wonder why Belos didn’t want you to know about him…”

  “What were they like?” I asked excitedly.

  “Well…he was really cool, didn’t talk much- Unless he was with Eda or Lilith. I don’t think Lilith liked him much at first, but by the time I started attending Hexside, they had grown pretty close. I always liked him- he was creative, and always had a witty comeback prepared. Never got to know him super well though…” Their eyes glazed over, as though remembering something. They shook their head, a shadow appearing on their face. “But then came the first disappearance. When he returned…well, Nico had always been firmly against covens, but when he reappeared, he was working as the old Golden Guard’s right hand man. He disappeared again for a final time not long before you were born…” Rain swallowed, looking uncomfortable. “His guardians disappeared pretty soon after he did, and the Bryonys just…vanished.”

  Shoot…I pursed my lips. “Woah….heavy.”

  Raine nodded, still frowning. “Yeah….”

  I swallowed, trying to break the tension in the room. “Do you think there’s any way for them to have…y’know, survived?”

  Raine shrugged. “Well, I guess anything is possible.” They answered unconvincingly.

  I nodded. “Well. Thanks for telling me, Mx. Whispers. I…I’ll ask Lilith for more details later, I guess.” 

*******

  I slipped back upstairs with a small loaf of bread- it wasn’t much, but I wasn’t in the mood for anything else. I shoved my door open-

  There was a silhouette sitting on my bed. 

  “Hey...” It rasped, sitting up.

  “Titan!” I yelped, dropping my bread as I tried to flick the lightswitch on. “Warn me next time you hang out in my dark empty room, Hunter!”

  “Oh- Sorry! Sorry…” He coughed- his voice was scratchier than usual, as though he had a cold. “I- uh. I didn’t mean to disturb you, but…” He sighed. “I didn’t know where else to go.”

  As my eyes adjusted to the brightness, I took in his appearance. He was holding his hand to the side of his neck, as though he was covering something.

  I set my bread down on the table, and sat next to him on the bed. “What do you mean?”

  He swallowed, not meeting my eyes. “I just…well, I’m not allowed to go to the infirmary- I’m supposed to be able to take a bit of pain, you know? But ah….it really hurts…and you’re the only one who I know will help me-”

  “Hunter….what happened.”

  “Belos. I disobeyed him, so. You know how it goes.” 

  Shit.

  I gently pried his hand off his neck, revealing a bloody gash.

  “Thorns, Goldie. That’s…pretty bad.” And probably why his voice sounds so weird.

  He blushed, shaking his head. “Well- can you fix it or not?”

  “Of course.” I nodded. “It’ll just take a quick spell- There’s a lot of blood, but the cut isn’t too deep. It’ll likely heal quick, but take a lot of energy out of you- so get some sleep after this, yeah? .”

  He nodded. “...Thanks. I…thanks.”

  “Of course.” I said, conjuring some bandage as I worked on the healing spell. “You know I’m always here for you, you dork.”

  He smiled, rolling his eyes. “Likewise. I…I really appreciate you, you know? Like…we didn’t get along at first, but you’re….less annoying then you used to be.”

  “And you’re more fun, Blondie.” I grinned, waving away all the blood. 

  Hunter shrugged, trying to help clean his wound. “You know, I think following the rules can actually be fun?”

  I scoffed. “Some rules, sure- but don’t you think the Isles could benefit from expanding our magic usage?”

  Hunter frowned, fidgeting with his gloves. “I guess.”

  I felt a pang of guilt as I remembered Hunter’s inability to do magic. If the isles were to use more magic, then…well, he would likely be even worse off than he already was.

  “But wild magic is dangerous. Look at the Owl Lady- wild magic caused that.” He argued.

  “I suppose…” All magic can be used for good or bad, regardless of how tame. 

  Hunter sighed. “(Y/N)...wild magic killed my family. It…isn’t a fact I really like to throw around, but I saw you as Cinder, I saw you with Luz…” He paused, shaking his head. “I don’t want to lose you. So please…don’t use wild magic. I need you to be safe.”

  I held his hand. “You won’t lose me. I promise.” After all, our fates were entwined….

  Oh…how would I tell him about the book…

  “Good.” He nodded, smiling, and I chose to temporarily take my mind off of the dilemma. 

  There was a knock on the window. I jumped, and swung it open. 

  “Flapjack?! I told you to stay in my room!” Hunter exclaimed, blushing as the palisman fluttered in.

 “You named it?!” I grinned, petting the little bird.

  Hunter somehow turned a darker shade of red, rivaling that of his palisman. “He kinda named himself. I don’t know what a flapjack is though- Belos said it was like a pancake, which would be helpful….if I knew what a pancake was. I uh…don’t think this palisman is dangerous, though. Admittedly.”

  “Cool! He’s so cute!”

  “Isn’t he?” Hunter laughed, stroking the bird’s palistrom feathers. He paused to yawn.

  “Oh…the healing potion is taking effect.” I noted. “You should probably head to your room- sleep is, of course, incredibly important for healing.”

  He nodded. “Okay. Well…see you tomorrow then, yeah?”

  “Of course. Now go rest, or I’ll sic your bird on you!” I grinned, patting Flapjack’s head.

  He smiled, slipping the bird back into his cloak. “Goodnight, (Y/N). And…thank you.”

*******

  I was awoken by an infernal knocking sound.

  “Ugh….It’s too early for sparring, Steve. Go back to slee-”

  “(Y/N)!” 

  I jolted upwards, staring at the source of the sound. The window.

  “Show yourself!” I hissed, raising my fists.

  The window creaked open, revealing a dark silhouette.

  I stepped back, heart racing.

  “It’s me!” The person hopped into my room, throwing their arms around me. I stiffened, before recognizing their voice.

  “...Lilith?” I murmured, turning on the light. 

  In the light, I saw that Lilith had changed a bit since I last saw her. One of her eyes was grey, there was a streak of grey in her previously jet black hair, and her outfit was a bit less sleek and commanding…but it was Lilith all the same!

  “Lilith!” I grinned, running towards her. “What the Titan are you doing here?!”

  Lilith’s expression grew more serious. “Saving you.”

*******

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[illiana-mystery]

My Current WIPs

I was tagged by @eclecticwildflowers and @imwithyoutiltheendofthelinebucky to post my current WIPs! I have four, so this is gonna be a long post.

The four in question are He Won't Hurt You (Bobby Hicks), Sugar Baby (Ed Blackridge), The Vampire's Jewel (Max Shreck), and Jumping the Broom (Alan Ward).

Taglist: @emilynightshade89, @yentoons

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He Won't Hurt You

"Nev...Nev...Neveah, wake up. Wake up honey," he softly said as he shook your sleepy body. You hesitated to open your eyes, until you finally recognized the voice you just heard.

Soon you batted your eyes and smiled when you saw your old manager standing by your side.

He smelled of a fresh morning cigarette with a hint of orange juice and was wearing a pink short sleeve shirt with slight raveled jorts.

His utility belt was fascend firm against his waist, as his hands held the sides, flexing his muscles a little more.

He was quite the sight to behold after you woke up, although you wished he was still cuddling you in bed.

"Good morning, Bobby," you groggily said as you rubbed your eyes. "It's morning already?"

"Yes, and I need you up and at 'em," he demanded in more of a drill sergeant tone. "We got places to be and faces to see."

"Okay, sir," you hummed, making him blush. "Sir, yes sir."

"Nev, please stop. We don't have time for more fucking and you're making me horny calling me sir like that," he warned, his face turning even more red.

You laughed as you got up and out of bed.

"Okay, Bobby. I'll stop. Can I at least get a kiss?"

"After you get dressed," he said. "Time's a wasting. Tam's been blowing up my phone. She acts like she can't function without me around. I told her that I was helping you out and that we need to get your stuff out of that apartment before I come in. Juan's there though. So she can just get help from him."

You felt your blood boiling a bit from what he was saying. You knew that Tamara took your old job, but you didn't realize that she probably had a crush on Bobby too. And it really didn't make you think otherwise by his admission.

It wasn't a hard job, so you knew that she only wanted Bobby around because she liked him. So that only meant that this was gonna be awkward being in the same space as her.

"What am I gonna wear, Bobby? All of my clothes are at my apartment."

"Not to worry, beautiful. I already picked out an old army shirt and some cargo shorts for you to wear."

"Oh, does that mean I can wear your dog tags too?" you curiously asked.

"No, no, darling. Those are only for me to wear. Although, maybe I might oblige...if it involved you with nothing else on."

"That can be arranged," you hummed.

He just snickered.

"Enough," he sternly said. "Now get dressed and meet me in the kitchen. I made a breakfast smoothie for you."

"A tropical smoothie with a hint of coconut?"

"Of course. I do remember you always trying to drink all of mine every morning. I couldn't leave my cup unattended lest I be left with less than half of it."

You giggled.

"Well, it didn't bother you too much," you said as you began to put his clothes on. "I mean you did still fuck me last night."

"The heart wants what the heart wants," he teased before he left you to finish getting dressed.

After you finished and wrapped your hair up in a messy bun, you followed his instructions to meet him in the kitchen.

He was preoccupied pouring more almond milk in your smoothie before he finally looked at you. And when he looked at you, he was floored.

His old army shirt and cargo shorts looked so good on you. His shirt clung to your chest just right and his shorts hugged your ass and hips and thighs just right.

You looked like a model to him, a very sexy curvy model that he was lucky enough to bed last night.

"So, what do you think?" you asked as he finally came back to his senses.

"What do I think?" he asked as he walked around the island where he was standing and moved over by you. "I think...well I think you look gorgeous. Damn. My clothes look better on you."

He sealed his compliment with a heartfelt kiss, pulling you even closer to him as it went on.

"Thank you, Bobby," you said before a giggle. "Maybe you should let me wear your clothes more."

"I'm starting to be open to the suggestion," he moaned before he retrieved your smoothie. "Here. You ready to go now?"

"Thanks," you said once you took the cup from him. "Yep, I'm ready to go."

---

Sugar Baby

"You know, when I was a kid, I used to watch Mae do her and her daughter's hair when they were living with us," Ed started, bobby pin clasped between his lips. His hands were painstakingly braiding the last pieces of Alicia's hair that went along with the hair design he thought would look nice on her for the day.

"Mae was a master with hair. She could do just about any type of hairstyle that was common in the black community back then. It was quite impressive and I guess I just picked it up," he explained further, making sure he clearly answered Alicia's question of his skill. He was still a little too vague for her case though, but she let it slide.

"I'm honestly surprised. Seems like you were confused about my satin cap last night."

"I was. Mae and Loretta just wore their hair in scarves," he replied. "And honestly, I never really thought about how different their hair was from mine, just thought it was beautiful like yours. I mean Miss Mae was a housekeeper, but she still liked to look her best."

"I really would have liked Miss Mae," Alicia cooed. "She's sounds kinda like my dear mother."

Ed just chuckled before he turned her chair around so she could look in the mirror.

"Voila!" he cheered before he noticed the bright smile that now decorated Alicia's face.

He had braided the left side of her hair and wrapped it around the back, making a nice little design worthy enough for a typical hair show in Atlanta.

"Eddie! Oh my gosh! I love it! Thank you!," she said as she jumped out of her chair and hugged him.

"You're welcome," he happily said as he hugged her back.

"Oh my gosh, now I need to change."

"I don't mind you walking around in your swimming robe," he teased as he kissed her neck.

"Well, I mind, lover boy," she remarked before she went back into his bedroom to retrieve the old campus shirt and shorts that she packed.

Ed followed not too long after, but stayed leaned up against the bathroom doorsill. His hands were tucked into his distressed blue jeans, as his flexed muscles placed little wrinkles into his crisp white undershirt.

He eagerly watched her get out of her robe and into her clothes, which she noticed. Not that she mind though. He had seen her naked earlier.

"Enjoy the show, handsome?" she teased as she walked back over to him. He didn't give her an answer, but his baby blues did give her a good look over.

The baseball shirt she was wearing hugged her chest and waist just right and her shorts excentuated her sexy hips.

"Damn, she even looked good in casual clothes," he thought.

"My eyes are up here," she said with a giggle.

"They sure are," he retorted before he took her lips in a soft kiss. "You look amazing."

"I'm just wearing an old college shirt. But thank you."

"Honestly, you look good in anything...although I like you with nothing on too."

"Fresh," she remarked before she playfully punched his arm. He just laughed.

"Ready for the rest of the tour?"

"I was born ready."

Her response caused her older lover to laugh again before he took her hand and led her out the bedroom.

He showed her his guest rooms first — five in total and they were all designed with murals inspired by a Van Gogh painting. He told her how he hired a muralist from Manhattan to take on this task and how it took about five months to complete the project.

But he put up the artist in his own room and paid for his travels too and fro as well as his other expenses. To him, it was worth sleeping on the sofa for.

Alicia couldn't have agreed more, but she was curious what room he was gonna put her in. He smiled before he told her he though she would have liked to stay in the Starry Night suite. It was the largest room and had its own bathroom unlike the other four which had two shared bathrooms.

However, the guest rooms were rarely used anyway now. On that somber note, he brought her to his study on the other side of the upper floor.

The room was enormous and surrounded by Mahogany bookshelves that were overflowed with books of different genres. Honestly, it looked like a small library. But the centerpiece was a grand, large portrait of the Blackridge Family including Mae and Loretta that was above his large desk.

And Alicia noticed that the mother and daughter were wearing dresses that were as extravagant as Vivian's while Ed Sr. and Eddie were both wearing tailored suits. It was a lovely portrait and really showed how beloved Mae and Loretta were to the family.

"I made her laugh before we took that portrait," Ed admitted before he jokingly smiled at Alicia. "That's why her smile is so bright. Loretta didn't smile a lot, but she did around me. I made her."

"Sounds like you two were close."

"Of course. We grew up together."

Alicia giggled.

"I couldn't help but notice the dresses they're wearing too."

"Oh, yeah. My mom insisted that they be in every portrait, much to the photographer's chagrin. He didn't understand why we would consider the help family, but my dad would always back her up. So she would always make sure that Mae and Loretta had a nice outfit to wear too. Loretta and I were 15 in that picture."

"Malcolm looks like her," she observed.

"He does," he said with a laugh. "I've always told her that. She doesn't see it though."

She wanted to ask Ed more about his friendship with Loretta, but she decided against it and just went along with the rest of the tour.

The movie room was next on the itinerary and Alicia immediately observed that it looked like a viewing room on a Hollywood lot from the 1960s. But she liked the old charm of it.

The chairs were gold-finished with plush velvet" cushions and were put together in four columns and four rows. She wondered why he had so many seats, but didn't ask.

"You can sit if you would like," he softly said before she did. He followed after and smiled at her, making her do the same.

"I feel like I've gone back in time," she said. "But it's much cozier than how it would have been."

Her comment made Ed a little uneasy. Past memories of the mistreatment of his nanny and friend flooded his subconscious, but he tried his best to play it off.

"Yeah," he moaned. "This is actually an exact replica of the projection room in my childhood home. My mother loved movies, so my dad had it made for her when they were building the house. It was years before I was born. I actually get film from several movie companies every month."

Alicia was so in awe, she didn't respond. Ed grabbed her hand to get her attention again and she looked at him before he asked,

"What's your favorite movie genre? I can tweak my usual order for you and we can watch some movies together sometimes if you would like."

"I like just about any type of movie," she answered. "But I really like Action-Adventure, Comedy, and Horror. But I don't like gore."

"Noted," he said before he kissed her cheek.

---

The Vampire's Jewel

Your hand moved down your neck as your remembrance of him finally faltered. At this point, the scar he left you was but a mere mark. Nothing but a reminder of a night of revelry you shared only once.

But still, somehow, it was special to you. Deep down, you still loved him. It was obvious by how the Scarlet stain immediately made you think about him.

It still had been years though. Maybe it was time to move on. Sure, he claimed that your souls were bonded and that he would have to kill you if you betrayed him but how could he.

He left you alone the next morning after your encounter, without a proper goodbye. And vampire or not, that was just rude.

You still had hope that maybe you were still on his mind every now and then though. And you hoped he was safe wherever he ended up running away to.

Hell, maybe happily ever after was right around the corner. You hoped it was anyway. You spent way too many lonely nights over these poor years. You just longed for his chilly touch.

You moped for only a short while though as your yawns began to take over. Your tiredness won and eventually you blew out your bedside candle and got comfortable under the sheets.

Slowly, you closed your eyes and fell into a restful sleep.

But for only a short while.

Because you were soon startled awake by the noise of footsteps and heavy breathing. It was a frightening cacophony of noise, but still sounded so familiar.

However, you were frozen in place and didn't dare get out of bed to investigate.

The sounds stopped after a few minutes though, settling you back into peaceful sleep.

But as you dozed back off, the intruder made his way into your room. He crept in, barely making noise as he found his way to your bedside.

He really wanted to taste you again, but he became distracted by how pretty you were as you slept.

You were still as beautiful as he remembered, but he wondered if you would still find him attractive.

A lot had changed about him since the last time you saw each other.

Due to his new environment, his skin lost about ten years of aging and his hair started to grow back. Now, it was about shoulder length and flowing, but still as white as the tufts behind his ears he used to have.

His fingernails were still long and sharp, but trimmed to a more civilized length. And his clothes were updated to an era-appropriate suit vest and puffy shirt with slacks underneath.

He was a new man, a new man that didn't have to live in the shadows anymore. But although he had his new freedom, he began to miss you.

That's why he returned. He returned for you, just like he promised.

He just hoped that you would be able to adjust to the harsh coldness and darkness of his new home.

Slowly, he approached your face and stroked it with his chilly palm as his other hand moved to feel your heartbeat.

A smile appeared on his face once he felt the rush of your heartbeat and he quickly moved his head down to kiss your cheek.

You jolted awake once you felt his lips, before jumping back once you noticed the intruder's face.

Of course, you didn't recognize him so you reached for a sharp object to stab him before he jumped back and said,

"Greta, Greta. It's me. Schreck. Max Schreck."

"What?" you asked in a confused tone. You took a closer look at him afterwards, before you noticed his distinct yellowed eyes and fangs.

"Yes, it's really me. I've come back for you," he said as he kept his hands up.

"Well, it's about damn time," you huffed before you threw your blunt object to the side. "What took you so long? Why do you look different?"

"May I sit? It's been a long journey."

"Sure," you moaned as he sat down before he noticed the dried stain of Scarlet on your fingers. He licked his lips, alerting you that he saw the dried blood. You rolled your eyes, but let him lick it off.

"Thank you. I'm parched," he moaned after.

"I'll let you feed from me after you explain yourself," you replied.

"Good deal," he answered back as he sniffled you. "Mmm, you still smell of lilac."

"It is my favorite scent," you remarked. "Now spill."

Unfortunately, he had one more request before he did explain.

"Can I touch your breast?"

You rolled your eyes, but complied.

"Fine."

Swiftly, he squeezed your left breast which was his favorite. The low temperature of his pale hand made you wince, until he rest his head against your other breast.

Yes, his head was also cold but he was kinda cute like this. He was softly mewing as he kneaded your bosom, and rubbing against your other like a purring cat.

"Comfortable?" you teased.

"Yes," he purred. "I missed you a lot."

"I missed you too. That's why I thought you would come back for me sooner."

"I wanted to, but it wasn't safe. I traveled throughout the known world to find us a safe place to live, but I fell short. Every time I would get comfortable, I was driven away by angry humans. I was almost killed a couple of times," he began to explained. "I guess I can't blame them since I did kill their loved ones. And that was my life, until I settled in this remote village on the other side of Siberia..."

You were perplexed when he said that. He traveled all the way from Russia just to see you again. And not only that, but he traveled around the world just to find the perfect home for both of you.

You couldn't believe it. All this time, you thought he ditched you but he was just looking out for your best interest. Honestly, it made you love him even more.

"The locals there treat me like a god. I'm set up in an abandoned castle and I have willing feeders at my beck and call. They give me blood and I give them room and board in my castle. All of them were poor and homeless, so it's a win-win."

"That's lovely," you moaned. "But I'm not used to intense cold. Isn't it really cold there?"

"It is, but there is a way that you will be able to withstand it."

"And what would that be?"

"I want you to be my immortal bride," he cooed as he looked up at you. "By becoming a vampire. I can turn you tonight, while we make love."

"Schreck, I don't...I don't know about this. I mean will this hurt? Will I even change properly?"

"Greta, I'll take good care of you," he assured as he licked and kissed your right nipple. "Besides, you'll make a gorgeous vampire. And you'll live without fear of dying forever. I'll make sure of it."

"Well, I do like the sound of that," you murmured.

He widely smiled at you before asking,

"So you accept my offer?"

"Yes, yes. Turn me, please."

---

Jumping the Broom

He had the biggest smile on his face as he drove back home. He just couldn't wait to get back on one knee and propose to her again.

However, his plan was put on hold when he found his wife fast asleep on their couch. He was slightly disappointed, but still gave her a kiss on the cheek and pulled a blanket over her.

A soft smile reappeared on his face as she got cozy against the plush of the wool blanket as he put the ring box back in his pocket.

He turned the radio off after, realizing that Janie forgot to turn if off before she fell asleep. Then his stomach started to growl, so he went to the kitchen and found the stew on the burner.

Quietly, he went about rewarming their dinner and fixing them both a bowl. He figured the scent would wake her up.

And he was right. It did. As soon as the smell hit her nose, she slowly woke up. Her eyes batted open and she slightly stretch before she noticed the blanket draped over her.

That meant that Alan was finally home. Because he would always put a blanket over her if she fell asleep on the couch before he got back.

Happily, she jumped up and went to greet him. He was reading the paper she left on the table while he ate, so he didn't see her at first.

So she walked around to his backside and put her hands over his eyes.

"Guess who?" she teased.

"Is that my darling wife, Janie Marie?" he cooed.

"Yes," she chirped before she put her arms around his neck. He chuckled and gave her a kiss after.

"Sorry I didn't..."

"It's fine," he said as he folded the paper and put it where he found it. "I'm capable of fixing my own dinner too."

Janie giggled before noticing the bowl he fixed for her.

"Thank you," she said before she kissed his cheek.

"You're very welcome," he replied as she went to sit down and eat.

"That new paperboy always brings the papers after I leave for work," he suddenly said. "Good thing I'm not always checking the stock market."

Janie just laughed.

"He's six. Let's cut him some slack."

"Flynn and I were paperboys at his age. We always woke up with the roosters and did our job well and on time."

"Well, things work a little differently in Virginia than they do in Wisconsin."

"Fair enough," he relented. "You know, you season this better than ma does."

"I do have some Creole in my blood," she replied. "Spice is just a part of my DNA."

"I'm glad. This is just the kick I needed."

"How was your day?"

"It's was a bit chaotic. Glad I have Eric though. He kept my head on straight all day."

Janie laughed.

"I'm glad you have him too. He's the friendliest Brit I've ever met."

"How was your day?"

"I finished my errands. But I bumped into Mary, Betty Jean, and Cindy Lou at Macy's. So I spent most of the day with them at the shopping mall."

"Oh, well that's nice. I'm sure Mary appreciated it."

"Yeah, it was. I just hate that Paul told his girls to call me Miss Guillory instead of Mrs. Ward because we're not legally married and I'm colored..."

"That bastard just gets more and more likeable by the day, doesn't he?" he grumbled trying not to get too angry. Although, his face did get red and he did tighten his fists.

"I'm not trying to work you up, Alan. I just needed to vent."

"Rupert also made me mad."

"Oh no. What did Mr. Jessup say?" she asked.

"He was talking about how you aren't actually my wife and how I'm only shy about my big case because I'm with you...a colored woman. Like how dare I not want to make that bust all about me when it isn't my struggle."

"Ugh, I really hate him sometimes."

"Eric had my back though. He told me that we can legally get married now due to the verdict of that case."

"Yes, I know. I'm so excited. I'm glad things are starting to change."

"Me too," he said with a big smile. "Now, what's for dessert?"

"Why don't you check the oven?" she teased.

"Okay," he said with a shrug. Once he checked the bottom compartment, he found the banana bread she baked.

He took it out but then noticed a strange hole in the middle. So he poked his finger in and felt a little plastic toy. He took it out and it was a little baby rattle painted pink.

His eyes lit up before he looked over at his wife. She had turned her chair around and had a big smile on her face as she rubbed her belly.

"Janie..."

She giggled.

"Alan, I'm pregnant. You're gonna be a father."

The excitement Alan felt suddenly was overwhelming. For the past three years, he desperately wanted a child and now his dream was becoming a reality.

He threw himself on the floor in front of her and just started to cry tears of joy. Janie smiled and cradled his head against her stomach as he kept kissing it.

"When did you find out?"

"Last Thursday at my doctor's appointment," she answered. "I wanted to wait to tell you until we got the verdict for the case."

"Janie, this is wonderful news," he said as he kissed her tummy again. "I'm so happy. I love that you put that little rattle in the bread."

"Betty Jean picked it out at the doll store at the mall."

"Of course she did," he said with a giggle. "I'm finally gonna have my little June Rose. Oh, I can't wait to hold her and read her bedtime stories."

Janie giggled before she ruffled his hair.

"We don't know what we're having yet."

"I just know. Father's intuition. And I love her already."

"She loves you too," she hummed as her husband looked up at her with watery eyes.

"I'm so glad you told me. Which means it's a good time to also do this," he said as he pulled out the ring box and got on one knee. "Janie Marie Guillory, would you make me that happiest man in the world and legally marry me?"

"Oh, Alan," she cooed before she began to cry. "Of course, I will."

---

I hope to have these chapters fully updated sometime in July. 🤞🏾 Hopefully, I can get through another bout off writer's block by then.

But until then, enjoy! 😁

#i know some of these are a long time coming #and i'm sorry for the delay #but writers block has a chokehold on me right now #and i'm being too hard on myself #but that's a story for another day #hope you enjoy #and hope i finish these up #bobby hicks #edward blackridge #max schreck #alan ward #fanfiction #wip #current wip #work in progress #fanfic #willem dafoe

[jadeisbetterrrr]

amity confront odalia

(they arrive in demon realm and bump into a familiar face.)

MASSIVE TRIGGER WARNING, MENTIONS OF EATING DISORDER.

"Amity is that you?, oh, are you alright, you're looking rather....you know."

"Mother? how did you know we were here? and why are you here?"

"I work for the Collector now, I could take you back and reform you to Little Miss Perfect again!"

O dalila tried to caress the shocked daughters faced, but Amity pushed her hand away.

"No, mom, you are not actually doing this right now." "You leave me and the family and now your back and you're expecting for it to all be okay?"

Everyone else looked at them, shocked, confused, but Camila was asking Luz who that lady was and why Amity looked so startled. She didn't know about how Odalia had treated her daughters girlfriend.

"Well, Amity that's not any way to talk to your mother, is it?."

"I don't have a mom. You're not my mom. You never were."

"Excuse me? I brought you into this world and now you're disrespecting me like this?!"

Odalia then had slapped Amity across the face. Amity didn't look fazed, she looked like this feeling was rather familiar.

"Im not lying, you never treated me like your daughter, You werent the one who took me to school in the morning and told me "I love you" or things like that."

"Oh is that what this is about?. you're mad Mommy never told you I love you?"

"YES, THAT IS WHAT THIS IS ABOUT, I WALKED INTO SCHOOL AND SAW ALL THE OTHER MOMS WITH THEIR KIDS AND THOUGHT" "why don't i have that mom? why do they get to have that mom?"

"Amity you're being rather dramatic."

Everyone else had just been standing there, shocked, not one of them would DARE step in. Amity needed to get this out.

"maybe i am but i dont CARE anymore, you treated me like crap and you know that."

"I did what was GOOD for you, you'll thank me one day."

"doing what was good for me was putting your business over everything and sending me to bed with no access to the real world and no food or water because i made something under 90?" Yeah thanks mom for the ed."

"Oh stop, you probably haven't even been diagnosed." Its all in your head"

"YES I HAVE. YOU WOULD KNOW THAT IF YOU PAYED ATTENTION TO ME."

"Oh really, with who?"

"The twins. you know what's embarrassing? having your sister be the only mother figure you have? I called Em MOM twice last year, thats embarrasing . Now if you would move along that would be really great.

"Fine, dont come running along for help."

"I never have."

Amity and the crew then dashed past her and Amity stayed quiet for a while, Willow and Luz tried to get her to open up but she wouldn't budge, she would need time.

"Ams you sure you okay? Luz asked.

"Yeah im fine, felt a bit good to let it out."

"Does your cheek hurt?"

"a bit but its fine."

"Ams, you're not fine, you can talk to me."

"I just, it's been hard having to deal with the ed and seeing my mom again, i felt powerless i didnt know she was going to be there. i feel so embarrassed having you guys see me and my mom go at it. "

"It wasn't your fault, we didn't know she was going to be there"

"i know, thank you by the way."

"You're welcome, it's my sworn duty as your girlfriend"

"okay dork" Amity said blushing a bit.

They then continued to walk.

a/n: your welcome guys, amity got all her angst out, i reared up making this 😪. I love you guys sm 🫶🏽

jayda wayda 🤭‼️

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[desmondkane-of-ao3-fame]

How do you think Skarlow + the other EE & their partners would celebrate after winning a big game?

A great question as always! Had to think about this one a bit. Hmm…

Well, first you gotta talk about the pre-game rituals, right?

The Entrails as a unit developed a tradition of wearing their uniform shirts to bed, as a way to feel pumped up about the next day. Gus even swore she dreamed about their victories, though Hunter suspects it’s more that he spends so much time creating illusions of potential scenarios that he dreams them.

Skara and Willow, meanwhile, have a more informal tradition. Willow would always stress herself out over the game, staying up late and worried about losing. One night, she was so tired she decided to call Skara, who then played her a lullaby to calm her nerves. When Willow did this a second time, Skara recognized the pattern, and now she always calls Willow first, playing her a lullaby around 10 too calm her girlfriends nerves and help her sleep better.

Ed and Hunter, meanwhile, always have the same Pensta exchange the night before:

ED: You better win this, or else I’m not gonna be your BF anymore.

GG: What? Are you gonna propose?

ED: As a matter of fact, I just might. ;)

Ed actually has a toy ring he plans to ‘propose’ to Hunter with if they ever lose to cheer him up. Hunter doesn’t know that though; he’s too busy being a blushing mess.

With Em and Viney, they fly a few laps around Bonesburough in Puddles, Em holding onto her girlfriend while assuring her how hard they’re gonna whoop their opposition. Viney can barely make out most of her words through the sound of air rushing around them, but she’s always appreciative.

Then, the actual post-victory stuff.

After winning a game, the Entrails always head over to Gus’s house for a mostly relaxing sleepover after a long, hard week of practice and play. Sometimes Viney or Hunter will bring their partner, but the time there is usually meant to be spent with the team, so they try to focus on that. Willow and Skara even try to avoid always being on the same team during games or sitting next to each other when watching movies. They fail, every time, of course, but they try.

Speaking of, Willow always returns Skara’s lullaby after a match. Skara likes to cuddle up to Willow at night, and Willow always strokes her hair and whispers a song her dads used to sing to her when she was little, a lullaby about a brave knight rescuing a dragon from an evil damsel. Skara always falls asleep, and Willow does the same, listening to Skara’s heartbeat and steadily sleeping to it.

Ed, on the other hand, has a more explosive way of celebrating with his partner. The night after the game, he likes to take a bunch of custom made (and not entirely legal) fireworks to a clear field, where Hunter and him meet up. Hunter chastises him for doing something so reckless, but always in a joking way, as Ed sets off a series of fireworks one by one. They’re all incredibly explosive, bright, and with a touch of Illusion magic that lets them say things like “YOU’RE THE BEST HUNTER” and “ED+GG” surrounded by hearts. Hunter calls it dorky, but in reality he finds it sweet as all heck. And Ed, with a smirk, always knows that.

Viney and Em, being an adventurous pair, like to take the weekend to fly out on Puddles to somewhere on the Boiling Isles neither of them have ever been to before. Sometimes it’s a town, sometimes it’s a forest, sometimes it’s ancient ruins. Whatever it may be, they both forget about homework, school, even the Entrails, and simply spend the weekend together exploring. They always camp out together and kiss under the stars. On Sunday night (or the BI equivalent) they fly home on Puddles, but Em’s last action before they leave is to mark the location on a map, and write about whether or not it would make a good honeymoon spot in the future.

Bonus; Gus, after everyone’s left and the place is cleaned, get Emmiline Bailey Marcostimo (their Palisman’s canonical name, look it up) throw their own little private dance party, complete with an Illusioned-up club where he MC’s everything. It’s fun. And sometimes, he’ll invite Matt there. Mostly cause he’s kinda chill about it, though. There’s, well, er, no other reason Gus would want to have a dance party with Matt alone. Totally not…

#the owl house #skarlow #willow park #toh skara #vinera #toh viney #emira blight #goldric #hunter toh #edric blight #emerald entrails #gustholomule #gus porter #toh matholomule #ask me for more skarlow headcannons like this

[homosexual-fast-dancer]

(inspired by one of @jils-things posts, also my first original selfship post with Grey whoop whoop! ) (Grey uses he/him, Rory uses he/digi :D

Pasta Night at the Inventory (Grey X Rory)

Rory waited outside the pub, his back leaning against the wall as he watched the inside, full of others still managing to have fun despite it all. Yet as they turned their head they saw Grey walk over to them, causing them to grin and stand up properly. "Hiya dude! You look great!" Rory grinned causing Grey to raise an eyebrow as he went to stand next to the boy. "Thanks, but this is the same thing I wear every day." He muttered, causing the boy to turn to him and take his hands while grinning widely. "Exactly." This caused him to stop and blush yet they just turned away and continued walking inside.

As they walked inside Blake raised his hand singling them over, Rory smiled whilst Grey nodded. "Hey dude, you remember to bring the stuff?" Rory cocked digis head while Grey's eyes widened before he figured out what digi was actually asking. "Yep! They're in my pocket." He smiled small-ly whilst digi nodded to him continuing digis way to the table. As they sat down the name of the game was uno… if only everyone actually knew that as Grey pulled out a blue deck.

Rory had to conceal his laugh yet did a terrible job, and through chuckles managed to make out "Are-Are those DOS cards?" Grey tsk-ed a little looking back at him rather annoyed "Yeah, says the guy holding Top Trumps." He chuckled slightly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Um… anyways Glitch, how's Em?" He turned towards the taller man, who frowned slightly. "I wish you didn't call me that." He sighed and put on a miniscule smile, "But yeah, she's fine."

After a while of playing there arrived a winner, and against all odds it somehow ended up being… Grey! "I… wah- How?" Blake stuttered out but Grey just cheered while grinning, it was rare to see him so happy but it did admittedly make Rory's heart melt… just a little. "In your face!" Grey shouted picking up Rory to spin digi around, he definitely didn't realise but digi was trying digis best to stop a blush from erupting. As the night went on the party was almost over and he had offered to take digi home.

"Well that was fun." Rory smiled as they approached his house, "I still have no idea as to how you won." Grey shrugged but continued on grinning, Rory swore that adorable smile would be the death of him. "Beginners luck I guess. But hey, I'm just happy you didn't have any accidents." Yet as soon as he said that a pan of ice slid off of the roof and with a slice… Grey was luckily able to catch Rory's head in time. "Guess I jinxed it huh?" Grey grinned awkwardly. "Yeah but it was bound to happen, at least you're here to help me sow it back on this time." He smiled while the boy nodded, "Course, for you."

tagging: @jils-things, @lullabygf (pokepasta moots), @riris-dock, @frozenhi-chews, @blueberrysblues

#violence tw #gore tw #selfship community #f/o community #reblogs are appreciated #ahshhfhhd finally a way to express just how bloody gay i am for grey omg- #adore him so so so so much <333 #hehe also reveal of my lil pkpst s/i and his kenny syndrome #don't worry i'll keep you warm ❄️◓

[samcat0925]

So the au I was thinking would have had Eda as Hunter's mom and it all started out as a joke I wanted to make about Lilith later and because I wanted Hunter to learn how to carve wood and palismen from Dell. But I feel before I can get into that I have to talk about what Hunter's like in this au.

He's still a prodigy but he doesn't go to school (Eda taught him) though he would sit in a few lessons because he's eager to learn more stuff; Bump allows it and the two probably sit in his office where they talk about stuff or work. If someone messes with him or people he cares about, he's likely to retaliate in karmic retribution (ex. pranks, etc). He does suffer from insomnia. He has his own friends or mainly friend I guess: it's Edric. (this will be goldric) Sometimes, he waits for Hexside to let out so he and Edric can hang out (and I want to say that they get together months before Luz and Amity do). I want to say he's interacted regularly with the rest of the BATs. I kinda want Hunter to do his own thing where he's encountered a few of the Coven Heads.

Before he has Flapjack or discovers glyphs, Hunter uses a training wand or Owlbert if he wants to cast spells. He doesn't care what anybody has to think about his lack of magic, but does care about feeling less of a witch if he thinks Eda (and Edric later on) feels that way too.

And that's most of what I have for this au.

This is interesting as an au where maybe Lilith overhears Belos's plan and takes baby Hunter with her to go stay with Eda to keep him safe from Belos. After a while they, along with King and Luz, become their own little family.

Maybe before Luz shows up, Hunter is on friendly terms with Willow and Gus since he, like Willow, is seen as a lesser witch aka a half-a-witch by Boscha and her group though he isn't afraid of telling them off when they're being mean to him or his friends as I like to image that he acts as the group's big brother (though he is older than them so he kind of is like their older brother).

I like to think that when it's Hunter's turn to be paired with a palisman during the Palisman Pairing Day, he would say something like "I want to learn more about myself while also being able to protect the people that I love from harm." or something like that. I also like to image that Hunter just says that he wants to learn more about himself and Flapjack, without hesitation, goes up to him.

He probably always gets roped into Luz's shenanigans since Hunter feels like he has to keep Luz from getting herself or others into trouble. I personally like to think that when Luz first comes to the Boiling Isles, Eda askes Hunter to keep an eye on her which Hunter was not happy about at first but after a while, Hunter starts to make sure that Luz is safe, not because Eda or someone had asked him to but because he cares about her and doesn't want to see her get hurt, though he'd probably never outright admit it when asked.

I also think that in the episode, "Through The Looking Glass Ruins", it would actually start with Luz about to leave to go see Amity at the library but not before she asks Hunter if he wants to come with her while teasingly saying that Edric would be there which makes the witch blush before saying that he can't go with her since he already has plans. Then when Luz meets up with the Blight siblings, she tells Ed that Hunter couldn't come because he said that he had plans to which Em would take the opportunity to tease Ed and ask him what plans he thinks that Hunter is getting up to, knowing full well that Edric and Hunter are going on a date later. 

After their date, Hunter walks Edric back to his place and gives him a small kiss(either on the cheek or on the lips), little do they know that Em saw it and took a picture of it so she could tease Edric later as well as send it to Amity and the others aka Luz, Willow and Gus. Then when the Lumity cheek kiss happens, Edric takes a picture and sends it to Hunter since as Luz's (unofficial) older brother, he should be the first to know about how Lumity's development is going. 

Also, Emira, Edric and Hunter are the first to figure out about Amity and Luz's feelings for each other and are huge supporters of it(at least Hunter is after Amity shows that she can be a good person and the episode, "Understanding Willow").

#the owl house #toh #toh hunter #hunter #the owl house luz #toh edric #edric #edric blight #goldric #lumity #luz #luz x amity #toh amity #amity blight #the owl house amity #the owl house emira #toh gus #the owl house eda #the owl house edric #the owl house gus #toh emira #toh agustus #lgbtq #bisexual #gay #lesbian #queer #au

[lampmanliveblogs]

And now this guy’s here! Can’t go an entire episode without showing off YOUR favorite character.

(yes you, you know who you are)

Turns out the Emperor caught wind of the Blights’ little private sale and is not too pleased with them essentially providing the people with a private army.

I think I mentioned last season that Belos was clever in the sense that he knows how to stay in power without having to resort to shows of force. He was willing to let Eda & Gang escape from the petrification ceremony if it meant the citizens of the Isles stayed complacent. He even managed to spin a story about how it was all the will of the Titan.

This too is a clever move. Removing a large company, banning their products, or imprisoning its owners might cause a ruckus. But buying up their product and even hiring them to further develop it in the name of the Empire’s glory? Some potential customers might be a bit miffed, but they are less likely to start whispering dangerous lies about their wise and merciful leader…

Random note, but I kinda miss the old outro, I think I liked it better.

Anyways, that was Episode 2! I very much enjoyed it. The reveal of the Blight parents, the return of Willow, Gus & Amity and some juicy lore around the glyphs were the obvious highlights. It even had some nice action in the second half and you know I like me some action.

As per usual, I rewatched the episode in one go and here are some things I either missed or forgot to mention:

•Momma Blight uses the Mittens nickname. Either she came up with it, or Alador, or the twins did and it just stuck.

•Amity was keeping a photo of her new friends with her during the presentation and it’s making me feel a little soft on the inside, all squishy in my guts. It’s either that or the banoffee pie I ate earlier.

•After Amity easily destroyed the first Abomaton at the start of the episode, Momma Blight hurriedly announces a second presentation next week. As it turns out, they did hold a second presentation, presumably next week.

•There’s a sign in the Park’s residence saying ”Home Teeth Home.” Is it just a pun, or clever foreshadowing that one or both of Willow’s dads are dentists? Time will tell!

•Luz is starting to blush back at Amity. The mutual attraction is growing! Finally! Don’t get me wrong, hilariously oblivious Luz is hilarious, but it can get a it old after a while.

•I spotted Alador’s Abomination Coven brand on his wrist. In the scene where he calms down Odalia after the presentation ended. Just as he takes this hands off her shoulders you can spot it, for split second.

If I had one complaint about this episode, it’d be that Willow & Gus really didn’t contribute much. Don’t get me wrong, I love them and it was good to see them again. But imagine for a moment that Amity didn’t go get them before running off to save Luz. What changes? Nothing. They did nothing to help save Luz. They didn’t even help get past the guards, Ed & Em did that. Again, this is a minor complaint, I just think it’d’ve been nice to see them do something.

The Blights, the Blights… what to make of you?

The impression I get from this episode was this: Odalia is an overly controlling mother. She is obsessed with her family’s status and riches and will push her children (or mostly Amity) to be the best… even if it ends up hurting them. Alador is a bit harder to pin down. He mostly appears to be very apathetic to everything going on around him. In the end, he does end up convincing his wife to let Luz, Willow & Gus back in Hexside; he even snaps at her, though only for a brief moment. He then calmly reasons with her and plays to her desires. I get the sense he avoids conflict… even when he shouldn’t.

I want to briefly mention the twins. It is implied in earlier episodes that they get away with more stuff than Amity. This makes me think that Odalia was unable to control them and they turned out to be trouble makers, which is why she exercises more control over Amity, to make sure her potential isn’t squandered.

There is probably more I could say about the Blight parents, more speculation and theories, but I think I’m gonna end it here. I get the feeling they and their relationship with Amity is gonna be important in future episodes, so we’ll save some juice for then.

If you excuse me, now I gotta go and read up on medieval siege engines and boulevards. Until next time, take care of the planet Earth and remember that anything can happen in space!

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