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ladykailitha · 7 months

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Grief (A Friend Indeed) Part 4

Hey, guys! This story is coming along at quite the clip. I have part 5 already done. I have the specific plot beats mapped out and you are in for a wild ride.

Enjoy more Lauren being awesome, Steve being a history buff, and liking alt rock. A bit of tw for allusion to cancer. It's where Penny and Wayne talk so if you want to skip it just know that Penny isn't acting herself in this chapter and is handling the grief badly.

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

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Lauren tapped her lip thoughtfully. “I suppose I’ll grant you Robin being better than me on the sheer fact that she’s your soulmate. But it was this close.” She held her finger and thumb so close together they were almost touching.

“Platonic,” Steve assured her. Lauren raised an eyebrow at him. “I’m not her type,” he added with a shrug.

“That’s fair,” she said. “I hate it when people assume that just because you’re opposite genders that you have to be romantically linked.”

Steve nodded. “As if other types of love don’t exist.”

Eddie winced. Steve caught his eye and blushed.

“I mean you can love friends and family, that’s not romantic, right?”

When no one answered, he continued. “Like one of the kids I used to babysit, Dustin. The one that built the CV tower. God I love that kid like my little brother. But I’m not attracted to him for fuck’s sake. All I’m saying is love is more then just romantic. Hell, the Greeks had a half of a dozen or so types of love.”

Eddie leaned forward interested. “Yeah, like what?”

“There’s love for the gods, love for your brothers in arms, love for your family, romantic love, and sexual love,” Steve said, naming them and counting his fingers. “I think there are more than that, but I don’t really remember.”

Oliver frowned at Steve. “Aren’t romantic love and sex the same thing?”

Steve shrugged. “You’d have to ask them, I don’t know. But I never thought so. You don’t have to be in love to have sex and you don’t have to sex with a romantic partner.”

Lauren launched into music and her tastes to quickly change the subject as Penny was starting to frown about the sex talk.

Eddie started talking to Gale about how she liked school now that she had finished kindergarten and resurfaced to Lauren and Steve’s conversation a few minutes later.

“You can’t honestly believe that Speak & Spell is the superior album,” Steve groused. “It had one hit on it and I wouldn’t even call it that.”

“I just think the band lost a little something when Vince Clarke left is all,” Lauren murmured.

Oliver sidled up to Eddie and nudged him with his elbow. “Do you know what they are talking about?”

Eddie just shook his head, enthralled. He had seen Steve passionate about sports before but this was new.

“Some Great Reward has some of the best songs on it,” Steve continued, unaware he was being watched. “God, I remember the first I heard ‘Lie to Me’, it was like someone understood me for the first time in my life.”

Lauren snorted. “You just used that one because it was the one that would raise the least amount of eyebrows.”

Steve laughed. “Maybe a little, but I was serious about that song. I must have listened to it a dozens of times my senior year of high school. But yeah, I really connected with that album.”

She hummed. She had a feeling it had to do with that girlfriend he brought up earlier, but she would wait until there weren’t so many prying eyes and listening ears.

“I’ll give you Depeche Mode,” she said. “But please tell you don’t like Tears for Fears, please...”

Eddie barked out a laugh. “Stevie boy here has both of their albums.”

Steve just shrugged. “I’m not about to feel shame for liking a good band.”

Lauren opened her mouth to argue when her mother interrupted.

“Steve, Eddie?” Penny called out. “You will have to be sharing a room.”

Eddie’s eyes went wide as if he hadn’t considered that.

“It’s okay, ma’am,” Steve said with his most charming smile. “We’ve shared a room a couple times before, we’ll be fine.”

Eddie nearly choked on his own spit. While that was true, he didn’t think it was a wise thing to say in crowd of strangers.

Penny blinked at him. “Excuse me? You’ve shared a room with Eddie before?”

Steve batted his eyelashes at her innocently. “Sure. Often times when playing their D&D game it’ll go late in the night and they’ll end up sleeping over. My house has a lot of rooms, but not that many. So we’ll often double or triple up in a room.”

Gale looked up from her toys she was playing with on the floor. “Just how many rooms do you have?”

Penny shushed her. “We don’t talk about that sort of thing in mixed company!”

“In addition to my parents room and mine,” Steve said steadfastly ignoring her, “three other bedrooms, plus another room in the basement that could be converted into a guest room in a pinch if I had to.”

Penny turned purple. “That’s enough of that talk.”

Wayne stepped in before his sister threw hands with one of his boys. And yes, Steve was his. He just didn’t know it yet.

“It’s not a sin to talk about money,” he said. “Not talking about money is how those in power stay in power. It’s why I’m in a union at the plant. Steve can’t help where he’s from anymore than you can. The size of his house isn’t going to change just because you don’t want to hear it.”

Penny’s jaw dropped. She looked around at her children and then ducked her head. She got up and headed for the kitchen. Lauren got up to follow, but Wayne held up his hand and shook his head.

“I’ll deal with her.”

Eddie stood there with pursed lips trying not smile. But it was hard. Wayne rarely stood up to Penny because he had known for years that she was Grandma’s favorite and her kids were treated like royalty. Not like him and Wayne and in his early years, Al.

His grandma was a sweet old lady who loved him, but he knew that Penny and her kids got preferential treatment because they lived close. It was hard not to be at least a little bitter about that.

“Go Uncle Wayne,” Lauren said with a low whistle. “Classism goes both ways and Grandma would have had a fit if she had seen how Mom acted today.”

Eddie let his smile break through. “Who’s up for some cribbage?” he asked pulling a deck of cards out of his leather jacket pocket.

All three of the Nelson sibling bounced up and Gale ran to the hallway to grab a cribbage board. She pulled out four pegs and then looked at Steve.

He held up his hands. “I’ve never played before, so I’ll just watch.”

Eddie cocked his head to side. “You haven’t? Huh, I thought everyone knew how to play.”

Steve just shook his head.

“Tell you what,” Eddie said, sitting down around the coffee table. “We’ll play a couple rounds of cribbage and then we’ll play something you know how to play.”

“Do you guys know rummy?” Steve asked wiping his hands on his front of his jeans.

“Yeah,” Lauren said with a grin. “That’s a fun one. We’ll play that one next.”

The other kids nodded and Steve settled into to watch the weirdest card game imaginable played on a wooden board with little plastic pegs like rejects from the Life game.

Penny rounded on Wayne but the seeing the look on his face caused whatever argument she had to shrivel up behind her teeth. Her shoulders slumped and she ran her hands over her face.

“Fuck, Wayne,” she murmured. “I’m sorry. I just have all this rage inside. She could have tried to beat it. There were medicines and things she could have taken to give us a little bit more time with her and she just didn’t… take it.”

Wayne wrapped her in his arms and held her.

“And we almost had two funerals this year,” she continued into his shoulder, “and I’m just on my last raw nerve.”

Wayne nodded. It was touch and go for Eddie those first three days in the hospital and every was waiting on baited breath to see if he would come out on the other side.

Hell, his favorite moment that week was Eddie’s surgeon staring Sheriff Powell in the face and telling him under no uncertain terms was he allowed anywhere near her patient until she was sure he was going to live. And then by the time Eddie was out of the woods, the government had pinned the murders on someone else.

Eddie stayed under for another couple of weeks so he never got to see how bad ass his surgeon was. But Wayne did, Steve did and they were both very grateful.

“I know, Penny,” he murmured, holding her close. “It’s been such a rough year for us Munsons. How’s Danny handling it?”

Penny snorted. “You’d think it was his mama that died, not mine with all the wailing and carrying on he’s doing.”

Wayne laughed. “Sounds like our Danny.”

Danny and Penny were Hawkins High sweethearts that moved to Ashland to be closer to Penny’s mom when she slipped and fell.

“He’ll be home from work in an hour or so,” Penny said. “You wanna help me make dinner?”

“Whacha making?”

“Just chicken and rice,” she said, pulling things out of the fridge and cupboards.

“Sure.”

Steve tallied up the points from their five games of rummy and then threw the pen down.

“Fucking hell!” he hissed. “You’d think I’d be used to getting skunked by fifteen year olds.”

Eddie laughed. “Nah, I’m pretty sure Oliver just cheated.”

The teenager was on his feet in an instant. “I didn’t!”

Lauren put her hand on his arm. “They’re teasing you. Chill.”

Oliver sat back down.

Then the door opened and a man stepped inside. He had curly red hair, a barreled chest, and an easy smile. This was obviously Danny Nelson.

He spotted Steve right off and made a beeline for him. “You must be Steve, Eddie’s told us all about you.”

Steve stood up and shook his hand. “Thanks for having me so last minute.”

“I’m just glad Eddie’s got someone looking out for him,” Danny said. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I can smell my wife’s delicious cooking.”

Steve nodded.

Soon they were all called for dinner and Steve was seated between Eddie and Lauren.

He could tell that whatever Wayne and Penny had talked about had sorted her out and she seemed a lot less hostile. But that could have also been the calming presence of her husband, Danny. He had tucked her into his side as they ate, and she leaned into his touch.

It made him grieve the lost of what his family could have been if his grandmother hadn’t died.

Maybe they still would have fallen apart, but maybe they would have been like this.

But he also knew that he had to be grateful for that money not because of the things he had gotten, but because it gave him the chance to find his own family in the monster-hunting party that were his friends.

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Pt 5|Pt 6|Pt 7|Pt 8|Pt 9|Pt 10|Pt 11|Pt 12

And that's how my husband's family introduced me to cribbage too. It is sooo hard to follow.

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theyhavetakenovermylife · 4 months

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Can you write about the Last Ronin where we were his girlfriend before everything went to shit and we meet him again but he also get to meet his child as well? Btw I frickin' love your fanfiction, I hope you keep expanding you work.🥹

16 Years: part 1 (Angst)

TLR!Michelangelo x reader

Part 2 (18+) Part 3 (18+)

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A/N: Thank you so much🖤 I feel like writing for TLR has opened whole new world of writing for me, and I will love to do more, even if I cry every time😭🖤 I had “Tout L'univers” by Gjon’s Tears playing on repeat as I was writing this, so when I tell you I was bawling my eyes out, I was BAWLING. For some reason I just had to make everything worse for poor Mikey😭

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Warnings: Spelling, The Last Ronin and The Lost Years spoilers, loss of loved ones, loss of child, mentioning of suicide, trauma, self hatred, crying (not just in writing, omg), and probably a lot more.

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For 16 years, Mikey had tried to live with the spirits of those he had lost. Trying to find peace with them, and let them be. But he just couldn’t. Mikey just couldn’t rest with all these faces he used to love surrounding him, knowing that he could not help them. Raphael, Leonardo, Casey, April, the Fugetoid, Master Splinter, Donatello, Gerel, Shaka. All of them haunted him, speaking to him, telling him what to do. His brothers even went so far as to belittle him for his actions and failures. Every. Single. Day.

But if there was one face that Mikey couldn’t handle around him, it was yours. He dared not to look at you, nor the child you carried on your hip. The pain from seeing the two of you, in complete silence, not speaking a single word, being the only ones that actually did as he asked - staying quiet and letting him think. He looked at you once, the pain of seeing you and the young child in your arms, was almost enough for him to end it all before he even made it to Korea.

But though Mikey never looked at you, he felt your presence with him everywhere he went. You always followed closely behind, carrying your little bundle of love, just like you did the day he lost you…

Mikey hated how clearly he remembered it. It had been absolute chaos. They never had a chance. Leo had told him to bring April and the Fugetoid, all making sure nothing happened to you. You, Mikey’s girlfriend, who had been in the second stage of your first pregnancy. You, the only woman that Mikey had ever loved. You, the only person who was willing to let him think of something, other than his horrible war of a family feud, and his so-called destiny. You, the love of his life, and the only reason Mikey has seen a reason to fight in the first place…

Mikey had lingered for too long. That’s at least what he told himself. He should just have done as Leo had said, and gotten you out of the building. He should never had hesitated. If he hadn’t, then maybe you wouldn’t have been caught in the explosion. Then maybe you, April… and the kid would still have been alive.

Mikey still remembered how strangely numb he had been when he woke up from the explosion. His body ached all over, but it was as if he felt nothing. You were all gone. There was no way any of you could have survived that explosion. Leo, the Fugetoid, Casey, April, you… and them. That was what Mikey referred to the long lost life as - them. Giving them a name would just slowly kill him over time, making everything harder than it needed to be. Almost as hard as it was so leave the ruins of your grave, without trying to look for your body. But as much as Mikey wanted to stay and look for you, he had to leave for the last family he had left, before they too were gone.

But like always, he was too late for that too. Donnie and Master Splinter was already far gone when he made it to Japan. That was Mikey’s breaking point, and the first time he wished to end his suffering. Everyone was gone. His friends, his brothers, his father, the love of his life and his unborn child. Mikey was angry. Not just at the world around him, but himself. He could just have stayed with the two of you. He could have found you and laid you to rest. Giving you, his brother, his friends and his child a proper burial. But he didn’t, and he hated himself for it.

Mikey hated himself everyday. He hated himself for not being able to protect you, and he hated himself for not taking care of you. And taking care of his own damn child. As he forced himself through the snow of the Japanese mountains, as he trained under Master Yip, when he momentarily went blind in Mongolia, and when he had to fight for his life in Ukraine, before finally defeating Death Worm in Italy, all Mikey could do was think about you and how hate himself. But soon he learned that there was only one way to make up for his mistakes. Revenge. Revenge for all that had been done to his family. Oroku Hiroto would have to feel the pain that Mikey had been feeling for the past 16 years. And that was what Mikey came to New York for. Revenging all of his family, especially the one that didn’t even have a name.

But as it has happened so many times, Mikey’s plans did not go as he intended. His first assault on Oroku Hiroto was a failure to put it frankly, leaving him wounded as he had to retreat to the sewers he once called his home. Here he intended to do what any honorable ninja would do - take his own life before the enemy could get him. But then, for the first time in 16 years, life had better plans for him, the universe deciding to keep him alive once more. Mikey’s wounds were so great, that he passed out of blood loss before any harm could be done to him. That was when Casey Marie found him, calling out for her mother, telling her to help.

Mikey woke up in a warm bed a few hours later. Confused, he scanned his surroundings, wondering if he was dead. It looked like the lair - his old home. But then he saw April, and for the first time the world shone a light upon him. April, his dearest friend, was alive. In all these years, she had been alive. He learned that she was not alone. Her daughter was there too.

“Is it just you and your daughter down here?”, Mikey asked as he slowly swung his legs over the edge of the bed.

“No”, April answered calmly, a smile spreading over her face. “We do live with two others. I really think you should meet them, Michelangelo. Right now they’re out in the sewers, looking for stuff to bargain with on the Black Market, but I think they could be home any time soon”.

And as if April’s words were magical, distant clatter of metal could be heard, alerting them to people entering the lair.

“Aunt April!”, the voice of a young man yelled, the volume of his voice getting stronger as he approached the room. Then he barged in, proudly holding up something in his hand. It looked like a little metal lump with wires sticking out all over the place. “See what I found! Can you believe it?! Someone just dropped this into the sewer! Don’t they know how much this is worth?! Idiots! Imagine the comic books I can get out of Tinker with this! I can finish father’s old collection!”

Mikey froze at the sight of the boy. It was not his impressive height he had for a teenager, nor the muscles on his arms that shocked Michelangelo, but it was the color of the boy's skin. It was green. Light green to be specific. Mikey’s eyes wandered over him, taking him in, ignoring the growing smile on April’s lips, or how the boy suddenly seemed to notice the large turtle’s presence in the room. Mikey’s mouth was dry as he saw the three slender fingers on his hands, his lack of hair, the outline of what looked like a plastron on his front, and the unmistakable shell-like shape on his back. And his eyes, strangely recognizable.

The boy’s hand fell to his side, the metallic object suddenly not seeming interesting anymore. His eyes wide as he took the stranger sitting on the bed. Mikey in turn just stared. The two of them looking with their mouths agasp.

“Yoshi”, a voice sounded out in the hallway, breaking the silence. Mikey’s heart almost stopped. He knew that voice. It was the voice he had longed for so long. The voice he had blamed himself for silencing. Yet there it was. Just outside the door. “Be nice to your aunt. She might be working…”

You froze in the doorway. Mikey almost broke down. It was the face he had forced himself to look away from for 16 years. The face of the silent woman that used to carry a baby around wherever he traveled. You looked older, but still as beautiful as the day he first met you. Your eyes sparkling with the same light he fell in love with, all those years ago.

“Mikey?” you whispered, holding back a sop as your eyes began to water. The mentioning of his name caused the boy’s eyes to flicker.

Mikey could only nod, feeling his heart pump his blood so fast that he was starting to get dizzy. You ran to him, hugging him tighter than you ever had before. His hands tightened around you, his throat knotting up, making him fight for air. He buried his face against the crock of your neck, feeling all of your muscles move as you sobbed against him. You cradled his head against you, holding him against you, tracing his head, shell, shoulders and arms.

“I’ve missed you so much, Mikey”, you sobbed, bringing his head up to look at you, before placing a quick kiss on his lips. That was what broke him. He returned your quick kiss with urgency before he broke down in tears, hiding his face against you once more. 16 years of fear and pain finally boiled over, Mikey could finally let it go. At least for a short while. He almost clawed at your clothes in order to get you closer to him. It was as if no physical connection was enough.

“I’ve missed you too, (Y/N)”, he choked out, letting the tears fall as your comforting hands made shapes on his skin.

“Mom?”

Still holding on to Mikey, you turned to look at the boy. The poor guy looked so confused, but Mikey had a feeling. The boy most likely also had. Both of them just waiting for her to confirm what they had already guessed.

“Yoshi, sweetheart”, you said, wiping a tear away, before reaching out a hand to him. “Come and say hello to your father”.

Neither Yoshi or Mikey said a word, staring at each other as he made his way over to you. April wiped one of her own tears away, before she left the room with a smile, closing the door behind her. It was time for the three of you to catch up.

You slowly moved out of the way, letting Yoshi stand in front of Mikey. None of them knew what to say. All they could do was look at each other, trying to calm their erratic breathing. Then suddenly, Yoshi launched forward, wrapping his arms around his father in a tight embrace, the tears rolling down his face. Mikey hugged back immediately, finally getting a chance to hug the kid he thought he had lost.

“I’m sorry, Yoshi”, Mikey choked out, trying his best to keep calm. “I’m sorry I couldn't take care of you and your mother”.

“It’s okay, dad”, Yoshi said, smiling even though his eyes were overflowing and his body was shaking. “I took care of her while you were gone”.

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stitchwraith-stingers · 4 months

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godd i hate fazbear frights so much they ruined the lore ://// whats next, fazbear frights tumblr dash simulator??? fuck this

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🌙 motts-talking

i swear to god my brothers little pets are so freaky they ate my fish and made him into them, like spontanious mitosis or something and now im trying to get rid of them and i swear im so afraid of accidently drinking them

🌙 motts-talking

WHAT THE HELL..... HOW DO YOU HAVE A TUMBLR ACCOUNT, GO AWAYYYYYYY

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🔎 detective-larson

just got called into work today and they want me to look into this case and they think its associated with the stitchwraith... why do i work here 🔎 detective-larson

its been 3 months since i last posted and i may or may not have not known what i was getting into

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anonymous asked:

can you stop posting about your werid doll thing i get it ur like rich and shit now but its so hidieous and ugly it almost makes me want to unfollow and vomit

🍀 luckiest-boy-blog

i LIKE my ADVICE DOLL its just this little thing i like and you REJECT IT. YOU HATE IT BECAUSE I LIKE IT

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🎀 dovewing-kinnie

sorry ive been so inactive on this account, lets just say my mental health has been doing better! :) got some help from a family friend, ill be back to posting soon

🎀 dovewing-kinnie

the junkyard

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anonymous asked: aita for accidently indirectly killing my friend?

sorry for any spelling mistakes, im still shaken up by the whole thing

so i (14F) and my friend, who ill call P (14F) have recently both gone on a school trip to some werid factory (wont bother specifying which as to not doxx me), now i was known for being kinda, i guess "rude"? and while we seperated from the group and P was already slightly nervious about that, we went onto the catwalks and despite her pleading i decide to walk to a sign that said "NOT SAFE" or something along those lines

surprise surprise i fell, near me was a vat of boiling hot sauce or whatever and me, having somehow survived the fall, i decided to play a little prank, i would stay hiding in there for afew days, i think i managed to stay in there for 3 days? before i got kicked out

now first i visited my boyfriends house to tell him that im alive and whatever, and then i went to P's house, knowing it was like 2 am or something, i rang like three times i think and then i heard something fall

as it turned out, P had fallen off the roof of her house (i have no idea what she was doing in the first place) AND HAD SNAPPED HER NECK, i obviously screamed, who wouldnt, now i went from being the most popular girl in school to an outcast because of this

❓ aita-official

What are these acronyms?

🥀 the-ravens-death

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🐩 useless-dog-lesbian

utah is so werid, what do you mean people have an urban legend about a werid tall thing that has a trashbag with them at all times and can kill people with just a single touch

🥨 pretzel-liker-173

THEIR NAME IS THE STITCHWRAITH ‼‼

💡 yuri-ka

the stitchwraith is 100% funnier if you imagine theyre two kids in a trenchcoat with a halloween mask just trying to clean the planet, like ive seen it but it avoids people like the plauge

🐩 useless-dog-lesbian

what the fuck do you mean youve seen it

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⚡ chucks-vent-blog

are you really living life if you havent gotten an expirience where your older sibling just dissapears or dies

⚡ chucks-vent-blog

like when i was younger my brother had these reaccouring near freak-accidents of him almost loosing an eye or an arm and i was trying to tell him that maybe he had annoyed this one animatronic he tried to freak me out with and he yelled at me and then told me to come find him after school and then it turned out he got hit by a car, i wish i could explain to people normally about this without ti sounding werid

🎫 silliestlittleguy

how normal is this expirience? not my brother but my cousin just dissapeared suddenly, i had saved up so many tickets just to get him a gift from the nearby arcade! :(

🍬 horse-sona

god this is so true, i had a step-sister who dispised me because i was getting all the attention and just out of spite ate my candy that was specifically given to me by the place we were visiting, the next day we found out she had snuck out and the car was taken elsewhere with no sign of her, we figured she ran away or something but its been so long we decided shes dead at this point

🐟 fish-enjoyer

my older brother tried to flush my pet sea bonnies down the toilet because he apparently saw them eating his fish or something, never saw him again after that and the only witness just said he looked blue, i still have no idea what that means

⚡ chucks-vent-blog

i did not expect this to be more common then i thought what the fuck

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🍂 phineas-taggart-official

hello tumblr! sorry for not posting, ive been working on getting some stuff for an experiment and they finally arrived, will keep you updated

🌱 gregsexperiments

phineas taggart had died afew hours after posting this, detectives believe this is the stitchwraiths doing

🦋 restingatdawn

frankenstein behavior

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🐇 bnuuygirl

just saw a girl in the school cafetirea disintigrate into trash, cant have shit in utah

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🥀 the-ravens-death

i just witnessed my crush talk to some basic girl all lovey dovey in the school and i just ran back home while all i want for christmas is you was playing.. im so tired i fucking hate everyone i hate my life i want to die im so tired

🦇 vampire-girl-shelly

guess all he wanted for christmas is her huh

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🦉 justanothermiddleagedguy

my collgues are such assholes man first i hear them just kissing in the game testing room out loud for some reason and then when its my birthday and they do some werid freaky birthday surprise they misspell my name, its not hard to spell jeremiah correctly i promise you

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🥈 scrap-metal-enthusiast

might fuck around and kill someone else idk

#calico.exe #this took me forever ... the begining is a joke i am fazbear frights strongest soilder #fake tumblr dashboard #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #fazbear frights #long post #fake post #unreality #dereality #<- just in case #I HAD SO MUCH FUN MAKING THIS i should make a part 2 #if my 2 mutuals like this idk #I WAS GETTING LAZY BY THE END IM SO SORRY THE USERNAMES ARE ASS DONT KILL ME

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hellfiremunsonn · 3 months

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Stuck With Me. Eddie Munson x Reader.

AN: At the end of each chapter will be a picture of ‘your’ Journal. Photos, and writing of a little bit from each chapter.

(THIS IS A REUPLOAD ALL CHAPTERS WILL BE RE UPLOADED ONE BY ONE)

I DO NOT ALLOW MY WRITING TO BE REPUBLISHED ANYWHERE OTHER THAN MY OWN BLOG WITHOUT MY CONSENT.

WARNINGS: Mentions of drinking (they're at a bar) Eddie is sweaty

WORDCOUNT: 5k

CHAPTER 3: THE GANGS ALL HERE

It took about fifteen minutes for the house to become a loud mess of young teens and young adults. Passing between the open door to the backyard, people dipping their feet in the pool, some hovering in the kitchen, and of course Steve, watching Robin with his hands on his hips as she manned the grill. He still didn't trust her enough to cook by herself, and you could only reassure him so many times, but still he refuses to fully believe you.

The gang included, Dustin Henderson, Max Mayfield, Lucas Sinclair, who was dating Max. Mike Wheeler and his sister Nancy Wheeler. Will Byers and his brother Johnathan Byers, who was dating Nancy. But Nancy was also Steves ex but they somehow get along really well?. Jane Hopper, who was will and Jonathans step sister, and she was dating Mike.

You sat on the edge of the pool next to Max watching Dustin and Mike battle it out with pool noodles.

"It's crazy to think all of you have grown up together" You comment.

Max turned to you, a small smile on her lips as she looked at you over the top of her red sunglasses. "Everyone always says that" She laughed. "They're the siblings I never had, and although they are all a huge pain in my ass I'm glad I became friends with them, trauma and all"

"Were you at the mall too? With the fire and all that?" you asked quietly.

"Uh yeah, most of us were actually" She seemed like she wanted to say more but closed her mouth. Forcing a tight lipped smile while she looked at me.

"That must have been scary, I can only imagine... But you don't have to talk about it, I get it, I'm sorry for prying" Instantly panicking that you might have crossed a line with the small red head but she laughed instead.

"No don't worry about it, people always ask about it, it's kind of an unbelievable story"

you nodded, turning your attention back to everyone around the backyard. Mike and Jane were sat close together on one of the lounge chairs, deep in conversations while their hands were intertwined.

"Hey can I ask you a question?" You said turning back to Max.

"Yeah of course"

"Who's the guy in the band? The show tomorrow?" your brows furrow, squinting through the sun.

"Eddie?"

You shrug. "Robin hasn't told me his name, keeps referring to him as 'an old friend' for some reason"

Max snorted. "Eddie Munson, he's the dungeon master for the DnD club all the guys were in at school. Or at least he was before he graduated, that's how we all know him, cause of those nerds" She said gesturing to the boys in the pool.

"Eddie Munson" You repeated. His named felt smooth on your tongue, a name you get used to saying... It replayed in your mind over and over again like a spell.

The rest of the night was actually quite peaceful. You all sat around the little campfire and exchanged stories, some good, some cringe, relating to old high school moments, and newer ones from the younger kids. They all seemed so mature for their age. All of them seeming to know more than me, and maybe they had been through more than they let on. But they were all so sweet nonetheless. It was obvious how much they loved and cared for each other.

After the sun had long gone down, we all cramped into the basement to watch a movie, and after almost an hour of back and forth yelling on which movie was better and why you ended up falling asleep about ten minutes into the movie. When you woke up the movie had ended and static played on the tv, lighting up the crowded couch where they all were fast asleep and all tucked around each other. You snuck away to grab your camera and snapped a picture of them, it was too cute for you not to.

"You're such a creep" Robin whispered to you. Waking up from her spot on the other couch, stretching her arms over her head.

"They look cute, sue me" you said without looking at her. "I'm going to head up to bed" you said, attempting to speak through your yawn.

Heading for the stairs you turned back to robin before leaving "Robin?" You said quietly.

"mhmm?"

"I really like your friends. I can see why you keep them around, I've never seen you so happy"

She blushed, the pink still prominent enough in the white glow of the tv. "Thanks... They really like you as well, they can't believe I found another cool friend honestly" She looked at them with fondness in her eyes.

"Goodnight Robby"

You happily tucked yourself into your bed for the week, sinking into the lavish pillows surrounding you.

You woke up the next morning around nine thirty, stretching out your arms and legs. After a few extra minutes of staring at the ceiling you finally got up and creeped into the bathroom, brushing your teeth and peaking into Robins room to see if she was awake yet. She wasn't.

You grabbed a pair of fuzzy socks and tugged them on before quietly making your way downstairs.

Feeling your shoulders relax when you realized you were probably the only one awake right now. You take your time snooping around the kitchen until you eventually found everything you needed to make coffee. You laughed to yourself knowing Robin would curse you for using instant coffee instead of 'the real stuff' considering you worked at a coffee shop. But something about instant coffee just hit perfectly in the morning.

Holding your mug of coffee to your chest you walked over to the large sliding doors to the backyard. Admiring the sun slowly filtering through the trees, bearing down a comfortable warmth before the heat of the afternoon was sure to hit.

You don't know when, or how long Steve had been in the kitchen but when he placed his own mug down on the counter; the ceramic noise of the cup meeting marble startled you and you flinched slightly, your coffee swirling in your mug threatening to spill more than the few splashes that hit your shirt.

"Sorry I didn't mean to scare you" Steve chuckled, his voice low and still groggy. from sleep. Hair a mess of a mop on the top of his head, yet it had somehow gained volume. "You're up early" He said while beginning to fix himself a cup of coffee.

"This is actually pretty late for me, I'm used to getting up so early for work" You pout. "This is the first time I've had more than two days off in a row"

"Really?" Steve said walking over to stand next to you. "How come you work so much?"

"I'm too nice to say no" you sigh, looking down into your coffee cup.

Taking a sip of his own, he nodded with a silent agreement. "That's like me and those little shits asleep downstairs. The amount of times I've considered moving back here just for them"

"You really are quite the babysitter aren't you? Robin makes jokes about it all the time, but it's different seeing you actually with them" you joke, bumping your shoulder into his.

Quiet footsteps from the basement stairs were heard behind you, both you and Steve turning to see who was creeping up the steps. It was Max with her two braids a little messy, a few strands coming untucked. "Oh thank god someone else is awake" She breathed while walking into the kitchen.

"I tried to stay down there but it's so boring when none of them are awake, and Dustins snoring was driving me crazy" Rolling her eyes she began searching through Steves cupboards, and drawers. The two of you continue to watch as she shifted around the kitchen, looking for whatever it was she was looking for. After a few minutes, she had laid out a bunch of bowls and other cooking utensils.

With a huff she leaned with both hands agaisnt the counter and looked up at Steve. "Steve do you have stuff to make pancakes?"

"Obviously" Steve said running a hand through his hair. "Of course I have stuff for pancakes" he scoffed while joining her on the other side of the counter.

As the smell of pancakes, syrup and bacon, filled the air, more and more of the gang slowly began to filter in and out of the kitchen. Grabbing a serving of pancakes and sitting around the kitchen and outside in the backyard to enjoy the morning warmth before it got too hot. You settled with three pancakes, adding sliced bananas on top and drowned them in syrup. "Max these are incredible" You say after swallowing a sticky mouthful of pancake and banana.

"Hey she didn't do all of the work!" Steve yelled over the sound of the kitchen sink, elbows deep in soapy water.

After a day of laying in the sun by the pool, and swimming until your arms hurt it was time to start getting ready for the show tonight. Most of the gang had gone home to get ready which left you alone sat on the floor surrounded by every item of clothing you had brought. You pouted at your choices, none of them seeming to satisfy you. With a groan you leaned back until you were laying on the floor.

"Somehow I always find you on the floor" Robin said from the door. "What's your dilemma this time" She said coming to join you on the floor

"I don't know what to wear" you grumbled, throwing an arm over your eyes.

"Just like, wear something all black, it's a pretty metal band, and a dingy bar so you don't have to try so hard to fit in"

Leaning up onto my elbows you surveyed your options once more. "Do I look like I wear all black?" you say gesturing to the colourful and mismatched pile of clothing.

Robin rolled her eyes. Leaning forward onto her knees she rummaged through the clothes, mumbling to herself as she went along.

"Here" She said shoving a full outfit into your hands. "Go put it on" She poked at your sides until you were laughing and helped you up off the floor. Shoving you towards to bathroom to get dressed.

It was the Metallica shirt that usually you wore exclusively for sleeping. A pair of black shorts, with rainbow striped socks and your converse. It was a simple outfit, and you were kind of annoyed you didn't consider it in the first place. "Perfect!" Robin said jumping up and down while clapping her hands. "You look so cute"

You blush, avoiding her gaze. "You said it was a metal band?"

"Yeah, super metal, very loud, I never know what they're singing half the time, but I'm there to support" She said shrugging, jumping a few times while buttoning up her jeans.

Going with the theme of black, you did some messy black eyeliner, smudging it out around the edges to give it a more 'alternative' vibe, whatever that meant. but I smudged it out more. You added a lightly tinted lipgloss giving your lips a perfect cherry pink color.

The hideout was about an hour away from the centre of Hawkins, the bar stationed at the very edge of the town in an almost deserted area with only a few other buildings around it. The neon sign outside of the door flickered, half of it burnt out but still trying illuminated the large bald man who sat on a stool right next to the door, probably there to card minors, but by the looks of him he probably let most of them in.

Once inside the bar was exactly what you would picture any old dingy bar to look like. Wonky wooden floors that were abused by the heavy footed men who spilled their drinks after having one too many, or knocking over the tall bar tables in some sort of petty fight they wouldn't remember in fifteen minutes. The lights low, so only the few yellow wall lights filled the room with a faint glow. A couple of red faux leather booths across the left side of the bar, closest to the bathrooms that you could only imagine smelled like that weird portapotty chemical smell.

You scrunched your nose at the thought. Most of the gang ran over to grab seats in the booths while Robin lead you to the bar.

"What can I get for you two ladies?" the bar tender asked. He was tall and thick with muscle. Covered in tattoos, and some of them definitely looked gang related, but you didn't let your eyes linger on them very long.

"Could I get a vodka and coke?" Robin asked, her fingers tapping anxiously against the hardwood of the bar top.

The bartender nodded and then looked at you. "Just a sprite would be great" I said smiling. "Also thank you"

His lips lifted ever so slightly into a small smile as he went about making our drinks. You smile to yourself, feeling accomplished from making the mean tough man smile.

"You're not drinking?" Robin asks with a raised brow, fingers still tapping away as she spoke.

"I can feel a headache brewing, don't want to make it worse by drinking tonight" it wasn't a lie, you decently did have a headache brewing, tension from the nerves of finally meeting the mystery man named Eddie. If you added alcohol into the mix tonight you'd be in for a rude awakening tomorrow.

Robin hummed, barely paying attention to what you said, her eyes searching every crevice of the bar.

"Anxious about Vickie?"

Her eyes were wide, and she was so jittery she looked like a chihuahua. "No! Why would I be? Of course I'm not anxious" she said quickly, but folded even quicker.

"Well yes, a lot actually, she said she would be here, but what if she doesn't show?" She eagerly grabbed her drink the minute the bartender set them down. You give him another small smile before slapping down some cash for the drinks, and a couple into his tip jar.

"You talked to her on the phone today right?" Robin nodded, sipping her drink. "And she said she was coming, and that she was really excited to see you right?" You asked, repeating her words from earlier.

"Yeah she did"

"So then she'll be here Robin don't worry about it" you give her shoulder a reassuring squeeze and she smiles, taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly.

"I'm sorry for freaking out about it so much"

"Don't apologize, that's what best friends are for, we sign up to listen to you freak out about the same thing a million times, s'just our job" you shrug.

She rolled her eyes, opening her mouth to say something witty probably but the uproar of the gang behind the two of you made her turn around. "Oh!" She yelled and quickly made her way over to the booths. Confused you follow and watched as she envelopes a tall man with long curly hair in a hug. You assume this was the 'Eddie', Max had told you about yesterday but you could only see the back of him.

Shyly sliding next to Robin, who now held him at arms length, you were finally able to see him.

My god was he beautiful. You don't know why Robin didn't tell you; You guess the whole being a lesbian thing it probably didn't even occur to her. His skin looked like porcelain, and his eyes were such chocolate brown you were sure they would make anyone who made eye contact with him melt. He was smiling while Robin babbled to him, words you couldn't even make out because you were so entranced by him. He had dimples, and deep lines that formed when he smiled around his eyes and mouth. His face so full of expression, giving you exactly the response you would want from whatever you told him. When his eyes flickered to yours it felt like time had stopped. He furrowed his brows, just slightly, clearly confused as to who you was, but there was something in his eyes you couldn't quite make out, but it made them sparkle.

"Oh! Let me finally introduce you two" Robin said turning towards you. Snapping you out of your thoughts you shook your head a little, plastering a smile on my face and reaching your hand out towards him.

"She's a she?" He said turning to robin. "I thought your roommate was a dude this entire time?"

"No you dingus, I've talked about her before, and she is very much a she, not a dude. Not my fault you gendered a nickname" She said rolling her eyes and returning to the gang behind you. Everyone clearly already having said their hellos, leaving us to get to know each other a little.

"Sorry about that" you blush.

He smiled at you, bringing his hand forward engulfing yours with his and shook it lightly. He repeated your name, and it sounded like heaven coming from his lips. You correct him, and give him your nick name which you prefer to be called but he ignores it, glancing down at your shirt.

"That's my shirt?" He said letting go of your hand to tug at the hem of the fabric.

"Huh?" you look down at his hand and then back up at him.

"This is mine, I thought I lost it, but you of all people have it?" He said raising his eyebrow.

"Oh Robin gave it to me, she didn't want to throw it out, so I took it" You say shyly, looking down at your feet. "I usually sleep in it, I don't listen to them so I feel bad if I wear it out"

"So you're wearing your pyjamas at a bar?" He teased.

You bit the inside of your cheek and smiled up at him. "I didn't pick out the outfit alright? I'm a lot more colourful than this" You say waving a hand up and down your body.

"I can tell" He said with a laugh. "Alright I gotta head to the stage, I hope you enjoy the show, even if you don't listen to stuff like this"

"I'm sure I will, break a leg up there" You say, giving him a small thumbs up. He crossed both his fingers on each hand in return.

When he made it to the stage you grabbed robin; maybe a little too aggressively as she almost spilled her drink all over the floor. "Why didn't you tell me he looked like that?" you spat, trying not to get the attention of the rest of the group.

"Huh?"

"Eddie!" you exclaim.

"What about Eddie?"

"Oh my god" You ran a hand over your face. "He looks like a fucking sex god Robin and you let me leave the house looking like this?"

"You look cute!" She argued.

"Maybe! Not cute enough for him" You say throwing your hands up in the air.

"Wait do you like Eddie?" she asks excitedly

"Well I don't know him, so I can't say yes to that, but his fucking face apparently has a way of making me have feelings that's for sure"

Robin snorted. "Oh my god I can't believe you're crushing on Eddie"

"Robin I swear to god, if you say anything to anyone I will spill so much lego on the floor of your room you will never be able to walk comfortably ever again"

"I never said I was going to say anything!" She said in defence. "But no, I won't say anything. He for sure thinks you're pretty though" she said into her glass.

"How would you know that?" you snort

"Because he's staring at you" she said smiling.

A panicked quick glance to your right to see that he in fact, really was staring at you. He seemed lost in thought, his drummer talking to him passionately, his hands flying, all while Eddies eyes stayed locked on you. Blushing, you ended up being the first one to break eye contact, but Eddies eyes didn't stray from you for very long.

About five minutes later Vickie finally showed up and ran full speed to Robin, hugging her so tightly while burying her head into Robins shoulder. They stood like that for a few minutes before finally breaking apart to give each other a cluster of kisses, laughing the whole time.

You smiled while you watched them, knowing Robin had nothing to worry about. Vickie is hopelessly in love with that woman.

More people filtered in and eventually people were standing shoulder to shoulder. Robin and Steve creating a protective amount of space around you, knowing know more about these types of crowds. Feeling very grateful to have them as friends who take such good care of you.

When Eddie emerged from the stage again he had removed his leather jacket. Now only a loose black tank top hung over his broad shoulders. His hair tugged half up into a bun to keep it out of his face. When he spoke into the mic I watched as his lips grazed the metal of it with each word.

"How ya doing Hawkins?" His voice echoed through the bar. People cheering and clapping at the sound of his voice.

"It's been a while, but I could never forget my favourite place" Another round of cheers. "Were gunna play a couple of our songs, but we wanna end it with the one that started it all, which is a cover of Metallicas Master of Puppets"

The gang excitedly screamed and clapped, encouraging him.

"Alright, that being said let's get this show fucking started" He almost growled those last few words before he and the rest of his band started jamming on their instruments. Grabbing your camera out of your bag, you snapped a couple pictures of Eddie. For the memories... Obviously.

They were insane. You couldn't really understand the words, and you could feel your headache grow, but being able to watch each of them individually and how much passion they put into their performance it was worth it.

Eddie looked like be belonged up there, like he was born to be on a stage, or at least the centre of attention. How could he not be with a face like that. His head bobbing along to the music as his fingers diligently worked up and down the neck of his guitar. His tongue jutting out over his top lip as he concentrated on the chords. His bangs were clinging to his forehead, sweat dripping down his face and onto his chest. The once loose fitting tank top now clung to his damp torso.

When he finally opened his eyes again he looked right at you but it felt like he was looking through you. It felt like your heart had stopped and time had stood still for the second time tonight. You could see Robin look at you out of the corner of your eye but refused to give her the satisfaction of looking back at her.

When the show finally ended, the entire gang was so hyped up and excited. Apparently Eddie and his band had been traveling a bit around the U.S doing small shows, and people seemed to really enjoy them!

We were all gathered around an old van at the side of the bar while the band came in and out, putting all their equipment in the back of the van. You scuffed the toe of your shoe off the ground while you waited with the rest of them. Robin and Vickie had been attached at the hip the minute Vickie entered the bar, so you drifted off to the side, afraid of bothering the rest of them.

When Eddie came out and the gang got loud again, all of them exchanging hugs, and 'welcome homes'. You leaned against the side of the van watching them, Unable to hide the smile seeing them have so much love for their friend. A heart grunt from the door next to you made you turn, one of the band guys struggling to carry something. His hand was slipping and made the weight off so you jogged over quickly to grab the other end of whatever it was that he was carrying. It looked like it was an amp.

"Thanks!" He smiled and huffed.

"I couldn't just stand there and watch you struggle" You said while straining to keep your end of the amp up high enough to lift up into the van. He let you shift your end in first, clearly noticing your slight struggle. You dusted off your hands on your shorts once the amp was successfully placed into the van.

"Thanks again" He said raising his hand up to you for a high five you smacked his hand, leaving the two of you with a stingy palm

"No problem"

"I'm Gareth by the way" he said introducing himself quickly before returning to the inside of the bar.

Going back to leaning against the van you crossed your arms over your chest, rubbing your arms and resting your hands on the tops of your shoulders, fighting off the small chill from the light breeze rolling by. Closing your eyes you leaned your forehead against the cool metal of the van, letting yourself relax into it slightly, the cold temperature soothing the dull ache behind your eyes.

"So how'd you like the show?"

Eddies voice startled your, your eyes snapping open with a small flinch.

He laughed and gave you a sympathetic smile. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare you" He said holding up his hands in defence.

"It's okay" you laughed. "But I liked it. It was cool seeing you up there, very wild" You said honestly.

"I'm not like that all the time"

"What a rockstar?"

"Well yeah, I'm just a big nerd, town freak, all that good stuff" He said shrugging with a small smile.

"Aren't we all?" You asked tilting your head to the side. "Probably why we all get along so well huh?" You nod towards the slowly dispersing group of friends.

He laughed, shoving his hands deep into his pockets, leaning back onto the balls of his feet, with his shoulders tucked up high near his ears. The loud bang of the doors of the van closing made the both of us jump.

"Good to go Ed" Gareth said giving him a thumbs up.

"Thanks man" Eddie said with a salute. He turned back to you quickly. "Where you staying? Steves?"

"Uh yeah"

"I'll drive you" He said pulling out his keys from his pocket.

"Oh no that's okay I came with- Wait where did she go" You looked around for Robin, spinning in a full circle. "She left with Vickie didn't she"

"About ten minutes ago, when you were helping Gareth with the amp"

"The sex better be worth it if she's abandoning me" You say with fake annoyance.

"Your chariot awakes m'lady" He said while dipping into a bow.

"Why thank you kind sir" You quip with a terrible fake British accent, accompanied by a clumsy curtsy. Eddie reached for your hand, grabbing it and leading you up to the passenger side of the van which you now realized was his. He opened the door and continued to hold your hand to help me up and into the seat. After closing your door he jogged around the front and quickly got into the drivers seat.

You clipped in your seatbelt, setting your bag on the floor by your feet. "Is it okay if I cross my legs?" You asked looking towards him.

"Yeah why wouldn't it be?" He said turning around, one hand placed on the back of your headrest as he reversed out of the parking spot. You could smell him like this, sweat, beer, and some sort of cologne you couldn't decipher.

"Didn't know if you were one of those car people" You joke while tucking your legs up and crossing them.

"You mean like Steve?" He said glancing at you.

"Exactly that"

"This van is probably older than me, it reeks of weed and cigarettes, you could pretty much do anything in here, I don't mind"

"I'll keep that in mind for when I have to pee" You tease. "I'll just pee my pants"

He scrunched his nose. "Okay maybe no pissing on my seats"

"Too late, I make no promises"

"You're funny. I like it"

"Oh, uh, thank you" You blush looking down at your hands, suddenly finding the nail polish on them very interesting.

"So, tell me about yourself"

You groan. "That's like the worst way to get to know someone!"

"How is that the worst way to get to know someone? It's such a simple question!" He argued.

"Oh it absolutely isn't! It's like the worst question they ask you at job interviews, I never know what they want to hear!"

He laughed loudly and you couldn't help but laugh with him. His head tilting back slightly. "Okay well what do you want me to know about you?"

"Oh fuck that seems even harder... Let me think about that for a moment" You said, and he let you. You sat in silence for a few minutes while you racked your brain for anything you thought was maybe interesting enough about yourself to tell him.

"I like taking pictures?" You say, catching a side glance at him.

"What do you like to take pictures of?" He asked without a beat, his fingers tapping against the steering wheel.

"Anything really, I journal them often"

"You journal them?"

"Yeah, I tape them into a notebook, with kind of like a diary entry about whatever I wanna write about, and then I'll say something about the pictures and then cover the page with stickers and doodles"

"Are you gunna put the pictures of me in there?"

Your heart squeezed. "Yeah I might" you admit "You gunna be jealous if I don't?"

"My heart would be absolutely crushed princess" He said while taking one hand off of the wheel to clutch at his heart.

Princess.

A small giggled bubbled in your chest, and a snort escaped amongst the laugh you let out.

"What a wonderful sound that is" he said with a dreamy sounding sigh.

"What is?"

"Your laugh" he said turning to glance at you.

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An Appetite for Knowledge: An Intellect Devourer Noah AU

So, based on me watching clips of Baldur's Gate 3 and @total-drama-brainrot's false hydra Heather post, I couldn't help but think to myself: 'Why should Heather be the only one who's a DnD monster?'

Hence me making an AU where Noah's an Intellect Devourer. If you know what it is, you know EXACTLY what kind of horrifying implications that has. Though the name itself is also an explanation of what one is.

I've made a whole horror one-shot showing those implications that you can check out here! I highly encourage you to read it first for maximum suspense before reading on where I fully explain what Noah's deal is.

Also, the first pic you're going to see if of a brain with legs so keep that in mind for the kind of tone this AU's going for.

Noah's one of these little scamps:

Intellect devourers are squishy little guys whose whole purpose is someone unlucky enough to cross their path, use psychic attacks to paralyze them, and then consume their mind and memories. They replace the mind they just ate with themselves, and now have a body to use to lure people towards mind flayers.

They can crawl out of their new bodies at will, or else be forced into leaving through certain protection spells. But there is no getting the original person/brain back short of performing a literal miracle.

Typically they work on orders from the hivemind they're a part of. Without orders, they'll be skittering about either following the last thing they were told or keeping themselves alive.

That's the situation that a certain baby intellect devourer finds itself in. The hivemind that it was once a part of got destroyed by an adventuring party. But they failed to do it properly. Rather than killing everything connected to the hivemind at once, they only severed the connection from the main brain to everything else. They had no way of knowing it at the time, so everyone thought the problem was dealt with.

Leaving strays such as this creature without a name to fend for themselves. It's smaller than the rest, and knows staying with a group will make it more likely to be noticed by adventurers that want it dead, so it scampers off on its own to find a body it can safely hide in.

It finds a small child all alone on his way to wizard school, takes over, and names himself Noah. He was lucky to find himself a child genius that's effectively a 3rd level wizard. He's got access to a spell known as Nystul's Magic Aura that lets him still appear as human through magical means unless someone really tries pressing him with magic. Eventually, he'll also get access to Nondetection that'll prevent others from targeting him with spells to find out what he is without first dismantling Nondetection.

Combine the fact that this is the kid's first time in a new country, nobody has any context of knowing that Noah's acting weird. He's hard to detect, and he'll only get worse as he learns more magic.

Luckily for everyone, Noah's lazy thanks to how spoiled he's been with the body he's managed to snag. He also isn't required to kill anyone thanks to a hivemind.

He's fairly content with only snagging as much intelligence with others as he needs. After all, if dead bodies start piling up in a wizard school, life is going to be a lot more difficult for him.

He just needs to be within 10 feet of a person in order to feed from them. He can unleash a mild psychic attack to steal some of their knowledge, but for them it feels more like a headache. His favorite feeding ground is the library. It's easy enough to believe studying and stress are causing a headache and making it hard to remember something rather than an intellect devourer feeding on the knowledge you're trying to learn.

Plus, Noah rather likes reading. Before he got into his human body he couldn't see in the traditional sense. He could only sense things around him, and detect anything with intelligence from 300 ft away. Any knowledge he got had to be stolen. So now that he has the opportunity to learn that doesn't require him putting the work of stealing it from someone else? Of course he's going to take it.

He is capable of a more powerful psychic attack to incapacitate someone, but that's harder to hide. He never plans to use that unless his life was seriously in danger.

He also surrounds himself with people who are physically stronger than him to make up for his own lack of physical prowess. Hence him sticking with Owen, Izzy, and Eva. The wizard school he goes to is either really near or partners with other nearby adventuring school, which is how he meets them.

Does he truly cares about them, or does he just keep them around because they're useful to him?

It's hard to say. He was also the kid-equivalent of an Intellect Devourer when he possessed his first human, who also happened to be a kid. He was cut off from a collective before he was fully formed., Most of his personality is heavily influenced on the kid.

He actually understands what empathy and morality are, which are more than what most of his kind can say. But they make him uncomfortable, so he's much happier to just not think about it. He just knows he likes having his chubby buddy and Team E-scope around, and he's go no reason to feed on them. The only one smart enough for his palette is Izzy, and she's tinged with crazy so he's Not Touching That.

He won't feed on Alejandro either, but that's for a different reason. Alejandro's certainly smart enough to be on the menu. It makes it even tastier that he's got cunning. He's smart enough to figure out that Noah's more powerful than he looks/is hiding something. He's dangerous to be near, but Noah still will.

After all, Noah's got to have a backup plan if anything happens to his current host. He'd lose his ability to cast spells like before, but he'd gain a stronger body, and one with money to boot.

Still, Alejandro's nice company for now, so there's no need to be hasty with the emergency murder plan.

Noah's eventual plan is to be a part of the adventuring party that Owen and Izzy are trying to create with him, Eva, and Alejandro (and possibly Tyler because Team CIRRRRH shall live forevermore in my AUs).

He can travel around, sampling knowledge from across the continent. When they do need to fight monsters for the sake of 'doing good' and getting paid, everyone else can take the hits while he casts magic from the back while remaining unharmed. No one will ever be the wiser.

This isn't going to go exactly how Noah wants because somehow everyone else is going to find out about Noah being an Intellect Devourer.

I'm currently torn between two ways of it happening: Someone is casting Protection from Evil and Good on the whole party and Noah isn't able to get out of it, forcing him out of his body.

Or they get caught by something else (possibly mind flayers), and are put in separate cells. Noah scurries out of his human body in order to get out, consume and possess one of their captors to release them all, and then gets caught by the others when he tries to scurry back into his body.

Either way, it's not going to be fun for everyone else to grapple with the fact that the scrawny little nerd they know has killed, and has no problem with killing again if he thinks he needs to.

#an appetite for knowledge au #intellect devourer noah au #total drama #total drama au #total drama noah #td noah #dungeons and dragons au #dnd au

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princess-of-the-corner · 4 months

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The Lost Fic 😔

Okay, This is me just spewing what I remember of that fic I mentioned earlier, cause it was real good, and I want to share. If anyone finds the guy who wrote it, or a reupload or something, send the link/name, this thing was real good!

So, like, I forget the exact starting point, but in this fic, Emilie and Gabriel swap roles, so Gabe’s the one dying from the Peacock, and Emilie is the one left behind. So, Gabe uses the Peacock to impregnate Emilie, so they can have Adrien. I think there was a plot point of how Colt used it first to impregnate Amelie, and that’s how it got broken? Like Amelie and Emilie are thinking about using the Peacock so they can have kids, and Colt and Amelie use it first to see if it works, because Emilie had, like, a “weaker constitution”. It works, and they have Felix, but Colt ends up breaking the Peacock to do it, don’t remember how exactly (no one is actually aware of this until later). There’s also speculation in universe if the Peacock breaking while forming Felix is the reason he’s “like that”, but 1) the speculation comes FROM COLT, and 2) everyone else is of the opinion that, ya know, being ABUSED might have something to do with it.

So, Gabe uses the broken Peacock to impregnate Emilie, they have Adrien, and it’s all fine and dandy until Gabe starts to get sick. Like, REALLY sick, faster than Emilie does in canon. Emilie and Gabe are scrambling to figure out why, to find a cure (in this continuity, this is where Nathalie shows up, Emilie hires her to help them find a cure) but no luck. As Gabe gets worse and worse, he pleads with Emilie to try and save him, to do whatever she can. And Emilie at first is all for it! She uses the Butterfly to seek out anything and everything that could help them! But … there’s a middle bit here I think I’m forgetting, but as time goes by with no sign of a cure, Emilie starts to notice a change in Gabe. Like, a bit of sanity slippage going on. Which eventually culminates in Gabe trying to steal Adrien’s amok, thinking he can use it to cure himself, at the cost of Adrien. Emilie is horrified, and manages to save Adrien’s amok, but in the altercation, Gabe swipes the Butterfly, and uses it with the Peacock to do … something, it isn’t clear at the time, because doing whatever this is causes Gabe’s life to give out, and Gabe dies. Just drops dead, and both Miraculous vanish.

Again, I’m missing some big chunks, but the long and the short of it is that, with the Miraculous gone and a better support system, Emilie goes to therapy to try and work out some of this. There’s a whole chapter dedicated to her working out her toxic upbringing, and how her parents insistence on “lineage” and “bloodline” led to using the Peacock in the first place, as opposed to adopting or something. Emilie has to learn exactly how toxic her upbringing was, and come to the realization that, as much as she loved him, she and Gabriel were feeding into each other’s issues, and they should both have seen a mental health professional at some point. She also has a lot of guilt about Gabe’s death, feeling like it’s all her fault, which she has to work through. For the main plot, it culminates in Emilie realizing she’s taken being protective over Adrien too far, and enrolling him at DuPont when “Origins” kicks off. Also, there’s a bit of drama in her beginning to date Nathalie, partially because she feels guilty for moving on, partly because she didn’t realize she was bisexual until her therapist spelled it out for her.

The plot is mostly the same, except now Hawk Moth wants the Ladybug and Black Cat to “restore what should be”, and Emilie feeling even MORE guilt because she was last person to have the Butterfly, she should have done more, etc, etc. Also, Emilie actually seeks out Fu to apologize and figure out if she can help. Then, around the Season 3 mark, we find out that Hawk Moth is Gabriel … ’s Sentimonster that he made in his image before his death. The Senti!Gabe’s goal, initially, was to steal the Ladybug and Black Cat so he could wish Gabriel back to life, but as time has gone on, his goal has changed, and now he wants to wish himself real. Also, because of the state Gabe was in when he made Senti!Gabe, Hawk Moth has a burning hatred of Adrien, seeing him as “stealing” Emilie from him.

Again, most of this is half remembered, I’m probably not doing it Justice.

Some other bits:

Adrien is about nine when Gabe dies

the reason we don’t have Hawk Moth earlier is that he was apparently “incubating”

Nathalie absolutely fell for Emilie first, and stuck around because she genuinely wanted to help her friend through a tough time

Nathalie and Emilie don’t start OFFICIALLY dating until sometime after Adrien starts school, but everyone agrees they were “more or less” dating already

Emilie’s coming out was her coming home after therapy, accepting a cup of tea from the Gorilla, and asking him “Did you know you can like both men AND women!?”

The Gorilla’s name is Henri, he’s actually Emilie and Amelie’s cousin and Adrien’s godfather

Because Nathalie came in earlier, Adrien has grown up with her. He calls her Auntie Nat, and was convinced from the ages of 5-8 that she was actually the Black Widow (Marvel)

The Agreste Fashion Company mostly belongs to Adrien at this point. Gabe left him most of the stock. It’s all being held in trust until he’s of age, and Adrien plans to either sell it or (much later) hand it over to Marinette

Amelie divorced Colt when she came home early to find him hitting Felix. She had to wrestle Felix’s amok off him - Felix claims it’s the most badass his mother has ever been. Colt is currently in prison at the start of the series, but I think it was hinted he’d become involved later?

Only Felix and Adrien are Sentimonsters.

Kagami’s dad is actually mentioned. He is currently serving time in prison for murder, which he committed in defence of his sister. Tomoe and Kagami visit him regularly, and he’s due out for parole sometime soon.

Chloé has a redemption arc, fairly well written, and becomes a permanent team member along with Alya and Nino. About halfway through, she goes to live with Adrien, (I think after Style Queen?) because her mom yelled at her on national television, and her dad’s response was “you shouldn’t have fucked up, then”.

Felix and Amelie live in France with Emilie and Adrien, they moved after Colt got arrested. Felix goes to a different school than Adrien, something specific, because Felix was some kind of acting savant. I think it was mentioned he’d been in some stage plays?

Fu was married to his lady love, she used the Tiger to help him out

Marinette and Adrien are endgame

Chloé ends up dating Kagami

Sabrina and Felix end up dating. Chloé gives Felix a shovel speech that makes him terrified of her

Luka is mentioned to have a non-binary date-mate (I think an OC?) that we only meet briefly

After the Bourgeois Screaming Match, Jagged Stone and several other celebs refuse to stay at the Grand Paris

Alya’s mom is Akumatized into “Sue Chef” (it was both a pig pun, and related to legal terms), gets fired from the Grand Paris, and opens her own restaurant

Lila turns out to be a Sentimonster created by Senti!Gabe, to drum up chaos and fuck with people. They have a father-daughter relationship, and were actually really sweet

The Order comes in as a secondary antagonist at some point after Hawk Moth is defeated, but I can’t exactly remember what their goal was

Hawk Moth’s defeat was basically proving that Hawk Moth didn’t need to use the wish to become real because he was already, and that all our Senti!Characters had been around long enough to become real. Senti!Gabe gets his own name (Can’t remember it) and identity, and officially adopts Lila as his daughter.

Lila has a crush on Alix

At some point, Senti!Gabe jokingly runs for mayor - he wins, because at this point everyone is sick of Andre. Senti!Gabe tries to argue privately that he’s technically only three or four years old, so he’s pretty sure he’s not old enough

That,s all I remember, If anyone finds this fic, send it my way!

Okay that’s all fucking GREAT and I hope someone finds this I’d love to read it!

#submission

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LAST TIME ON MIGHTY MORPHIN POWER RANGERS: THE RETURN: Depressed milf Kim just got finished traumadumping onto Trini's relative Selena about all the shit that happened on the Moon 22 years ago, just to find out that this wasn't Trini's relative at all, but some mysterious white-haired witch out for revenge???? I guess it makes sense it would never be the simpler option. MMPR: The Return #3!

= So here's the reveal of the dialogue that was blacked out in the previews! Selena Repulsa, the daughter of Rita Repulsa and Lord Zedd, is official! There's something very funny about the fact that she didn't even use a fake name for her Kwan family disguise. She heard Sylvia had an S name and was like sweet, I can just play the alliteration card

= I mentioned before in the first issue that this series was already discussing the topic of secret identities in a more nuanced way than the main series' "Zordon is a tyrant for having rules" strategy so I'm happy that's being continued here. YES public use of the powers can be used for good in society but ALSO it can make it really, really, REALLY easy for your enemies to pick you off the street

= also UNCLE HOWARD SPOTTED

= YEAH BABY

= Selena is hilarious btw. YOU BUILT A BOMB AND ARE SURPRISED IT KILLED PEOPLE?

= this is Dungeon Meshi

= I already made the Paul Dano does he know?.png joke but I can't help it. It's too perfect. Alternatively: Kimberly Hart Dreamworks Face

= Zedd is noticeably less involved in this story than Rita is (as per the usual with BOOM books, admittedly) but I do like how this plan still uses him in some way. Part of me is still curious as to what Dad Zedd would have been like, though

= she's meditating, guys she's died

= he was literally born to be a girl dad and the fact that his "main universe" child is a son makes me fucking sick

= also off-subject but I see the occasional comment about how the civilian forms for these flashbacks look too young and it's like.....guys. They're only 22. If anything, drawing them like how they looked on the show is ACCURATE to their age, considering how old the actors themselves were when they were on the show kjdkfjdkfjd and anyway Dino Thunder lied to you. Tommy would absolutely be wearing tank tops as an adult. Those long sleeves were the devil's work

= I still say I don't want to get attached to any theory about Tommy and whether or not he'll end up alive but Rita seeming to be aware that he saved her daughter and getting his attention before doing the spell...........that's probably going to be important

= You guys don't understand how much I need the scene where Tommy and Kim discovered she was pregnant and the conversations they had afterwards. Every "ranger kid" story has been so bad about "what does the parent think about their kids one day inheriting their ranger powers" and The Return is the one closest to understanding this is a very logical and rational conversation to have!!!!!!!

= also Olivia was 100% unplanned this i just the vibe i get. And props to my gender-inclusive king Tommy Oliver

= "no more Power Rangers.......except my daughter who's COOL as FUCK"

#text #mmpr comic spoilers #spoilers #mmpr comic #comic recap #TR 3

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fairytale-poll · 8 months

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ROUND 3! MATCH 2 OUT OF 4

Propaganda Under the Cut:

Queen Red Riding Hood:

She's a girlboss who is sometimes a little vain but still loves her friends and will do anything to save her kingdom. Also she was in love with a guy since she was like 8 and he continuously rejected her, and then she found out he was in love with her archenemy. So yeah, she needs this.

She's kinda spoiled and high maintenance but gets better. I just think she's a fun character

i loved the land of stories series as a kid and i especially loved red because shes sooo full of herself and wears beautiful dresses and expensive jewelry and stuff (she became a queen lol) but also she does come to genuinely care for people and her friends and has a good heart (even if she does brag about it) she’s a very funny character x)

She’s a great example of how sudden fame and wealth at a young age can go to your head, and she gets great character development about it. She has an entire giant chamber in her castle full of baskets (it’s unfortunately quite flammable). My most favorite detail about her is when she finds a wolf pup in the woods, she assumes it’s a dog and names him Clawdius (yes, spelled like that). Everyone else knows it’s a wolf but no one wants to be the one to tell her. She learns the truth and gets over it and now Clawdius is her guard wolf. (Oh also she had the original Big Bad Wolf made into a winter coat, and that’s the original reason Clawdius came to her) I love her, she’s married to a giant frog man, she got elected queen, please vote for her.

Queen Red ftw!!!!!!

As you can see from these little excerpts [Mod's note: click on link to look at the excerpts] that I managed to gather in less than ten minutes, you should vote for Queen Red :D

YESSSS VOTE FOR QUEEN RED, SHE DESERVES THIS SO MUCH

Vote for Queen Red TLoS!!! She's a girlboss who married a frog man :D

Cerise:

She’s the child of the red riding hood and the big bad wolf. Don’t question it to okay. Also she was the first character I thought of when I saw this!

She’s the daughter of red riding hood and the big bad wolf! She’s a werewolf!

Love her design very much. She gets a lot of great outfits. Also, another version of Red Riding Hood that incorporates both the girl and the wolf together.

1: ever after high was iconic and amazing and so well written and i'm really bitter that it was cancelled so i think cerise deserves this win (i do too) 2: her design is really good. like no one else could EVER if you ask me 3: wolf girl. do i NEED to say more. ...honestly, my brain cannot bring out any more words so fingers crossed someone else submits her and she gets some ACTUAL GOOD propaganda (sorry cerise forgive me)

She’s a badass red riding hood with a secret (her dad is the big bad wolf)

She's the daughter of Red Riding Hood and the Wolf, so she has wolf ears and is really strong. She's supposed to be the next Red Riding Hood so she should count.

She's the daughter of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf making her a daughter of forbidden love and thus a double representation of Little Red Riding Hood's age-old story of maturity and adolescence.

She's really cool! She was born from a forbidden romance between the wolf (don't worry he turns into a human lmao) and Little Red Riding Hood and has to hide her heritage from other people which I think is really interesting. Also her hood is really pretty.

She's the daughter of red riding hood and is meant to take over that role when it's her time

she slays so hard!! while technically shes not THE little red riding hood, she is her daughter and the FUTURE little red riding hood. shes also half wolf, which is really cool!! and yea. she slays.

idk she’s just cool & definitely gay

She’s meant to be the next Red Riding Hood but her whole bit is that not only is her mom Red Riding Hood, her father is the Big Bad Wolf and she needs to keep it a secret. The best of both worlds. The tween girls went crazy for the wolf thing. Had a pretty doll and cool outfits. Has an older sister who’s meant to be the next Big Bad Wolf (Ramona Badwolf) who she comes into conflict with. Identity crisis! She was everything to eleven year old me

She’s half wolf, she has cool white streaks in her hair, she’s a jock with super speed and I like her a lot.

she turned me lesbian.

Fan favourite, my first lesbian crush on a character

She is a daughter of previous Little Red Riding Hood and Big Bad Wolf, how cool is that

She’s a furry yeuwu

she’s the daughter of red riding hood and the big bad wolf. she’s a wolf girl. i love her

#red riding poll #round 3 #queen red riding hood #the land of stories #chris colfer #queen red riding hood's guide to royalty #cerise hood #ever after high #little red riding hood #red riding hood #poll tournament #poll bracket #polls #character polls #battle of the middle grade

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Prisoner 505. Pt. 2

König x reader (y/n)(codename: Buitre)

Warning: none, spelling and grammatical errors.

«Listen, Püppchen (doll), you're free because of me, you're out of that place because a fuckin idiot in KorTac bought you, so don't make it more difficult, this is your only chance, will you work for us or I can take you back to rot in that fuckin' black hole. Hmm? What will you decide, Schatz?.»

Pt.3

König quit his hand but had you against a wall, trapped, he was right, he and whoever bought you helped you, you have your freedom back, but... At what cost? You would have to work for them, doing what 7 years ago put you in that prison, you debated in your mind, at the end the idea of going back to that place wasn't the best option, since you also killed a guard, your punishment would be certainly worse than ever before.

- Fine.

- What?

- I'll go with you, you're right I'm being very ungrateful, let's go big boy.

- Don't call me like that.

- Well, you never told me your name.

- König.

- Well, König, I'm y/...

- I know who you are, let's go.

He started to walk back to the car, he thinks he knows who you are, but what that file says is not even closer to who you are, you're not who he thinks.

On the ride, all was silent, you tried to distract yourself but the silence was uncomfortable, König on the other hand, looked as if he was enjoying it.

- can we stop at some restaurant or something? I'm hungry you took me out of prison before lunch time.

- Nein, now be quiet. By the way, take this, is for you.

He handed you two files, one is from prison and the other says KorTac. You sighed and started to read it, it's a good payment, they will make you a little interview just to confirm who you are and obtain more about you, after that you will be under watch and under a very strict routine, just to be at the same level as the rest. «Shit» that's all you whispered while you were reading.

- I still can take you back if you want.

- of course not, is just... A lot on my plate.

- Why did you break someone's jaw this morning?

What? How did he know? Oh... Right, the stupid guard.

- He was being an idiot, just like the guard, that fat ass was always provoking me, punishing me without reason, he had what he deserved. The other well... He was touching me in a very improper way, without my approval, we were on the line to have our breakfast so I attacked him with the fork and stabbed his eye, hit him with my food tray, and kicked him repeatedly until the guards separated us.

- How did you end up in that place?

- I thought you knew who I am.

- Just Answer. I'm uncomfortable with the silence and your eyes on me.

- Well... I was on a mission, interrogating hostages, men, women, but... I have one rule, No kids, I will never hurt a kid. Anyway, my Lieutenant started to torture every hostage, in very dark ways, I wasn't comfortable enough doing that... But you know, I followed his orders but my limit was when he put a kid on that chair. God... He was just a kid, less than 8 years old but with the courage to not talk even when my comrades were hitting and torturing him in ways I bet he still doesn't forget... At some point someone brought his little sister, my lieutenant asked me to shoot at her, I made a decision. I shoot, but not at that little girl, I shoot at my superior, then the rest of my unit, I guess I lost my mind in that moment, then I let those kids go and I ran away.

- You're a deserter.

- Yup, I was, obviously they found me, my father... He was the one who was conducting that mission, when he knew all what happened, he had two choices, help me or execute me. The rest, you can guess what happened, no?

- Ja. Well, was interesting. The first part of this interview is over.

- Did you... record me?

He simply nodded and showed you a voice recorder. You rolled your eyes, you thought he was at least trying to have a conversation. Eventually you fell asleep, a Knock on your window woke you up, König asked you to roll down the window and gave you a brown paper bag, you were still trying to figure out where you were, it was the gas station, König went back to the car and drove, you opened the bag, food, simple but looked better than all the meals you ate at prison.

- Thanks... Oh god this is delicious! Fuck!

- It wasn't that good.

- Did you eat while I was here asleep?

- Ja, now quiet. We'll arrive soon.

You continued eating in silence observing the view. And as König declared, you arrived sooner than you expected. The place was located in the middle of nowhere, a forest, you walked behind Him just observing, then both found a small vigilant station, with a small screen, König wrote some numbers and his hand on it, the entrance opened and then... More walk, a building was not so far, all black, some windows but everything was dark, not signs of someone awake. König took you to a room, was bigger than your cell, cleanest and more elegant than your old one, a bed perfectly done, white and black sheets, a bathroom, a desk with a chair and a small closet.

- You can sleep here, I'll be back in the morning and I'll take you to your... Activities. Be ready.

You nodded and he left, you saw him walk and got inside a room not so far from yours, you closed your door and ran to the closet, there were some clothes, you changed to a clean big shirt and went to sleep.

Next morning, you woke up and got ready, König never appeared so you went to look for him, on your way you found yourself with some other KorTac members, they were playing chess, you joined them, while König was already looking for you everywhere.

«Did you lose something König?» «Nein, Roze» König knew it was his fault for not arriving on time but it was also yours for not waiting for him, just like he asked you to do, some laughs caught his attention, he looked through the window, there you were sitting on a table playing with Horangi and Aksel.

- and just like that, I win again!

A big shadow covered the three of you, you turned your back and König was standing there, you stood up quickly and gave him an apologetic smile.

- We're late, let's go.

You waved goodbye and left, it was a funny picture, you looked like a lost puppy following König through the hallways, you noticed everybody around was looking at both of you and also you saw how König's body tensed, you were going to ask if he was ok, but then he stopped and knocked at the door which was quickly opened, a redhead man appeared and asked you to get in. He made you the same questions as König did the day before and some other about your past.

- Why did you join the army? What kind of education did you receive?

- My father was in the army, I suppose he's retired now, he sent me to a military private school after my mom died, after that, I formally joined the army, I never thought about doing something else.

And indeed you never thought about doing something else because your father never saw you as his child, when your mother died, your dad was very active in the army, he was too busy, not ready to actually play his role as a father but tried his best, taking you to 'the office', involved you in a world a kid shouldn't be, but it wasn't that bad, you learned a lot. Then, your dad saw in you a project, you were no longer his child but his project, 'a new kind of soldier', trained and prepared to kill from a very young age, so he sent you to that private school.

You never had a chance to relax or be a kid, He taught you all he learned in his fresh years in the army, he paid the best 'education' for you, you learned about guns, bombs, knives, military strategies, combat and personal defense, survival, first aid, all you could learn for being at the loftiness of the worse scenarios. Even during holidays, while other kids were enjoying and relaxing, you were there training, reading, learning as much as you could, you never complained because you thought that was his way to show you he cared about you, until that day when he shot at you.

«You're an ungrateful bitch! All I did for you and you simply put it in the trash!??» those were the last words you heard from your dad.

- The day you "Died", why did your superior don't kill you?

- He was my father, I suppose he didn't want to be the one who would kill me, he sent me to that prison expecting someone else did what he couldn't.

After more questions, more answers, they finally welcomed you.

- Well, Buitre, welcome to KorTac, as part of our protocol you will have to stay at least 3 months living in the base, after that you will be free to look for your own place, also a new identity and a new codename, We expect great things from you.

- Yes Sir, thank you so much, you won't regret it.

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!!SPOILERS FOR HIS BACK STORY BELOW AH!!

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Do you think Pavia had proper education during his time in the basement cause it seems to me he didn't

Poor kid (I hate his auntie so MUCCH)

HWHWWHHHHHHWHWWAAUWAAAA

i think he knows his alphabet. he knows how to spell, he knows basic addition and subtraction, he knows how to write his own name. his handwriting is ugly and undefined, but it is his. he learned very little before his mother left to the city, left him with his tragic aunt who never forgave him for the offence he never committed. i personally think he knows a little bit of things because he was described to have begged for forgiveness from his aunt, and he wasnt always in the basement

but no, i dont think he has proper education. i dont even know how he got integrated back into society after he left the basement, but he didnt even know what a film was, which was popularized far before he was born during his era

id like to imagine he got little trinkets from the basement which he created his own logic out of. thats why hes so desensitized to how horrible some things are, he understands that theyre bad but he is unfamiliar with a large portion of his emotions. he doesnt know how to be shy unless hes facing a foreign emotion, he scoffs when people are annoyed by him because he didnt face any bullying as a child, hes still getting used to people in general, he has no shame at all because he wasnt ever raised to be ashamed of any part of him other than his existence! ^u^

he hates himself but hes gonna make it everyone elses problem :D

for work, he reminds me a little of pre-makima denji. hes willing to do just about anything for money, even murder, because hes a mercenary he just wants money so he can spend it on things he likes

a little entitled and insensitive sometimes, willing to take from dead people because “they arent gonna use it anyway”

basically hes a freak ass loser and would get bullied if he went to school <3

#%ramble #pavia reverse 1999 #reverse 1999 #r99 #r99 pavia #pavia #r1999 #r1999 pavia

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One Kid Gone, Another Up and Vanished (part 12)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 next: Part 13 | ao3

now the real shenanigans begin..

Jonathan never thought that in a million years he would be in a girl’s bedroom. Let alone a girl like Nancy Wheeler.

Usually the scenario would petrify him. But instead, he’s another anchor. A stable island in the raging sea that can only do provide the barest of comforts.

He’s not really good comforting anyone who’s not Will. He thinks he’s been doing good with Mom, but it hasn’t worked since she started fixating on the lights. He’s not sure he can comfort anybody else again.

All he does is putting his jacket around Nancy’s shoulders and sits close to her on the bed, their arms touching. Her head is down. Her eyes are looking at both something and nothing in the distance. She’s been like that since he had helped pull her and Jeff Endes out of that weird tree portal.

He should say something. But he’s not sure what. He could just mumble about anything really, but it might turn towards Will and Jonathan already shed tears over his baby brother.

To be honest, Jonathan’s not sure if he should even be with Nancy. He’s the one with who took photos of her, Steve Harrington, and his friends that night. He never realized it was even wrong until his camera was pointing at Harrington’s open window where Nancy stood exposed with her bra before his eyes. Reviewing that photo in the film had given Jonathan such vile guilt and disgust at himself that when he eventually printed it in the school’s red room, he tore it into shreds until there was nothing left to piece it back together.

As devastated and upset he was with Harrington breaking his camera, Jonathan is relieved with the karma. He’s not sure if he could hold that camera again without flashing back to that night and feel the shame all over him.

At least he’ll be the only one to carry that to his goddamn grave.

“It was cold.”

He startles at Nancy’s muttered voice. She’s still looking down at the floor. “It was cold. And dark. Darker than tonight. Or any night. It wasn’t…” She trails off, her eyes going more distant.

Jonathan only nods, looking away from her. Her bedside lamp flickers momentarily.

“There was some…” She pauses, pursing her lips, “I don’t know what it was, but it’s definitely not human or even an animal.”

“What did it look like?” Jonathan remembers the photograph with Barb at the pool. “Like, uh, that? The thing in the photo?”

Nancy doesn’t answer. He doesn’t push her. He gets it, he thinks. At least with the part when you’re quiet because you don’t know what to say. And wasn’t that something Lonnie hated about him.

The lamp flickers again. Jonathan’s eyes narrow at it, unsure how appropriate it is to point out a electric issue when someone had just came out of a some tree mirror world.

The bulb blinks several times. Then again in a way that Jonathan can’t help but have his brain read it as Morse code. That’s an H. An I.. oh it’s like saying hi. Now it’s doing it again.. now with a J, O, N-

He abruptly stands up, his heart jumping to his throat. He hears Nancy saying something, but it’s muffled in his ears. Jonathan’s focusing on the lamp, watching its flickering finish spelling his name. He steps closer and kneels down, goosebumps erupting from the back of his neck.

“Jon-” Nancy starts, but Jonathan shushes her. He feels a pressure in his chest and around his back, a vague memory of how Will always hugs him.

The lamp blinks again. It repeats the same message: H-I-J-O-N-A-T-H-A-N.

Jonathan swallows. Tries to breathe normally. He can’t be going as crazy as Mom. It can’t really be-

“W-Will?”

The lamp brightens more than it should be possible. A watery cry comes out of Jonathan’s mouth. He hugs the lamp, uncaring of how he almost tilts the frame off.

It feels just like Will.

Jonathan pulls away, his body shaking from the sudden shock of stomach-turning excitement. “Will, tell me you’re really okay? Are you alone? Where are you really?”

The lamp’s bulb starts losing its glow, before it brightens again and pulses in Morse code.

“What’s he saying?”

Jonathan startles at Nancy’s question. She’s sitting next to him, a pen in hand and just hovering above a notebook. Her eyes are no longer distant. They’re bright with determination and staring at her lamp. It’s almost terrifying to see Nancy switch like that in what must been a heartbeat.

Jonathan gapes at her before snapping back to the focus on hand. “Sorry, Will, can- can you repeat that?”

As the lamp blinks, Jonathan starts smiling, “He’s saying, ‘I’m okay. I’m not alone.’” He frowns at this, a new kind of worrying coming over him. “Wait, Will, who’s with you?”

There’s a pause. And then, much quicker, E-D-D-I-E-M-U-N-S-O-N.

Jonathan chokes on air. “Munson?!” Nancy makes a similar sound in her throat.

The lamp flickers in and out as if it’s laughing at him, followed by W-H-A-T-S-U-P.

—

Steve jumps out of the car, running down the road to the house while ignoring Tommy and Carol’s heckling behind him.

As he starts the climb up to Nancy’s room, he goes over the constructed words in his head. Hey, Nancy, are you doing okay? I know you’re having a rough time with Barb suddenly gone and your little brother’s best friend dying, but I just want to check on you. Even if you tell me you’re okay and don’t want me around, could I just stay with you. We don’t have to do anything, honest!

It’s not foolproof, but it’s the best he could come up with. He doesn’t want to leave Nancy by herself forever. If he abandoned her because he doesn’t understand the weird grief she going through, it would make him the worst boyfriend in the world.

Steve reaches to the window ledge. It’s closed shut. But before he knocks on it, he looks through it just in case Mrs. Wheeler or Mike are in there.

To his relief, it’s only Nancy. At least before he does a double take and also sees Jonathan Byers.

At first, Steve is baffled. Then anger and jealousy rushes through his veins. He grips the ledge so hard that it probably might snap. Just when he thought he’s having a serious relationship with a girl who actually loves him, Nancy turns around and cheats on him with fucking Byers.

Through his red vision, he watches Nancy and Byers sitting close to each other, just around a drawer with her lamp on it like they’re trying to do a fucking dinner date. Nancy’s scribbling notes on her notebook while Byers says something like how he loves her so much more than Steve ever will. The lamp between them flickers rapidly and Byers’ attention is strangely fixated on that instead of Nancy.

Steve blinks, the rage quickly ebbing away to confusion. He leans forward as if it’ll help him to get a more clearer look with what the hell is he looking at? Because Byers looks like he’s been crying while Nancy looks serious, her gaze moving from him to the lamp. Nancy seems to ask a question Steve can’t hear through the glass, to which Byers says something back that somehow makes Nancy’s lamp glow bright twice. Which… okay.

“What the…” Steve mutters, his nose pressing against the window as he leans closer-

And then his foot suddenly slips out under him and Steve falls to the ground.

—

The scream freezes Eddie on the spot. He snaps his head to the window where it came from. Next to him, Will gasps softly and doesn’t breathe.

It sounds human, nothing like the demogorgon. But Eddie would bite his own hand off if it turns out to be the demogorgon, trying to catch their attention again.

“What was that?” Byers asks aloud.

“Let me check.” Wheeler mutters and there’s the faint rustling of her getting up and hurrying to their window. Eddie almost reaches out in vain to stop her, but halts himself because he’s in an alternate dimension, duh.

Wheeler doesn’t say anything as the slide of the window opening echoes the room. And then-

“Steve?!”

Eddie perks up, feeling a grin come over his face. Ohohoh, the King of Hawkins is here? The need to witness (or hear, in this case) a worthy lover’s quarrel is almost overwhelming. Oh god, how he misses his mundane hobbies! He stands up, ushering to Will to just stay put, and skips over to the window where Wheeler and Harrington’s voices are the clearest.

“Oh, hey Nance-”

“What are you doing here?”

If Harrington’s taken back by Wheeler no-nonsense demands, he doesn’t sound like it. “Well, I- ow- I wanted to see you.”

Wheeler sighs, “Steve, I appreciate it, but I don’t want to see you right now.”

“Well-” Harrington gives out a pained hiss. Eddie frowns, wondering if he had hurt himself before thinking why the hell is he concerned for the King. “I swear it’s not like- I mean, we don’t have to do anything! I just want-”

“I don’t want to see you, Steve!”

Eddie flinches from Wheeler’s sudden shout. He almost laughs too because goddamn, when was the last time he saw a girlfriend stood up to Steve Harrington? That is until he looks over at Will and catches his haunted expression. Eddie’s stomach lurches, briefly debating about staying at the window or going back to Will. The latter wins, so Eddie returns to Will’s side, pulling the boy close.

“You okay?” Eddie asks.

Will nods slowly, but his shoulders are hunched to his ears and his eyes are almost glossed over. Without a word, Eddie starts rocking him slowly, back and forth.

He glances over to Wheeler’s empty window reservation. Being this far now, he can’t hear what else Harrington says to her. If he’s even speaking. Eddie supposed he can’t blame the King into being in shocked silence. Then he looks the orange glow of the lamp. He bits his lip, wondering if the argument is reliving some bad memories for Will.

Either way, Eddie taps quickly on the warm glow.

“Uh, Nancy?” Byers speaks, somehow quieter than Harrington, “Can you, uh- Munson’s saying-”

“I got it.” Wheeler snaps tensely. Eddie hears her take a quick breath before continuing, “Steve, I really am not in the best mood to see you. I just want to be alone. And I swear we can hang out after I get over this, okay? It’ll be my treat, this time.”

Eddie strains to hear Harrington’s response but catches nothing. A few moments later, Wheeler’s footsteps return. “Steve’s gone now. I’m really sorry about that.”

Eddie ceases his rocking and nudges Will. The boy blinks once, twice, before the haunted expression fades away. He sniffs and rubs his eyes. “I’m sorry,” he whispers so softly it breaks Eddie’s heart. “It just- reminded me of my parents-”

“Hey, no need for an explanation, Little Byers.” Eddie rubs Will’s back in reassuring circles.

Will sniffs again. Then Wheeler’s voice interrupts them with a nervous laugh, “Huh, Will? Munson? You don’t have to make the other lights go crazy.”

What? Eddie furrows his brows, looking down at Will who mirrors his confusion.

Something crashes downstairs.

—

Lucas groans loud and long for the twelfth time, “Oh my god, can’t we just go home already?”

Mike scowls at him, “Then go home.”

“We should all go home!” Lucas waves his arms at the night sky that had fallen nearly an hour ago. After the funeral, they’ve been wandering around trying to follow any sign of their compasses failing in the woods, the junkyard, the edge of the cemetery, back to the woods, and now heading to Mike’s house at Maple Street.

Mike gets what Lucas is coming from. They’re all tired and Mike’s feet are sore. He probably doesn’t want to walk ever again. At least in these Converses.

“Let’s just face it!” Lucas crosses his arms, “There’s not even a gate and the weirdo’s lying to us!”

“El’s not lying!” Mike snaps back. El’s been doing her best to help them find Will and Eddie (whoever that is) even when she gets tired and scared. They’re so

It frustrates him that Lucas wants to make El a bad guy.

“Oh yeah?” Lucas stomps over to El and grabs her left wrist. The dark blue sleeve of her jacket is heavily stained with blood. “Explain this.”

Something pangs inside Mike’s chest. He looks up

El opens and closes her mouth. In his split-second in coming to her defence, Mike shoves Lucas on the chest. He stumbles back, catching himself while glaring at Mike with betrayal.

“Why would you keep being friends with the weirdo instead of looking for Will?” Lucas steps closer. “Aren’t you supposed to be his first best friend? A best friend should keep looking for Will instead of making goo-goo eyes at a weird girl!”

Mike punches him in the face.

This time, Lucas falls back. Dustin gasps and so does Mike. He stares at his clenched first, his knuckles stinging at the impact. The sight and feeling twists his stomach into knots. He remembers the first code of the Party, the one that Will had penned down because he knows too well what happens when someone gets hurt too much. Don’t hurt each other or be a bully like Troy.

Mike didn’t just broke the first code. He also broke Will’s promise

He looks back to Lucas, who picks himself back up with a groan and tenderly rubbing his face. Then he looks at Dustin and El. Dustin looks devastated and El is staring at him with the same haunted eyes whenever she spoke of the bad men.

Mike gasps lightly, turning back to Lucas with burning pressure behind his eyes. His friend glares at him, daring for Mike to say something.

Mike swallows and opens his mouth, hopefully to apologize and not in begging sobs-

“Hey, what’s up with this secret gathering, you little shits?”

The four of them whirl around, shrieking in various volumes of being startled. Now standing before them is Steve Harrington.

Sourness immediately floods over Mike, the heat behind his eyes becoming one of agitation instead. Great, Nancy’s perfect boyfriend of a douchebag is here. Behind him, he hears quick shuffling from Lucas and Dustin, presumably to hide El from Steve’s gaze.

“What are you doing here?” Mike crosses his arms, glaring up at the teen.

Steve frowns down at him, hands on hips. He looks such a mom it’s so gross. “What are you doing out of curfew and outside your house?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know, weather boy?” Mike shoots back.

This seems to take Steve aback because he doesn’t ask anything else for several seconds. Then his eyes flick over to the others, his eyes squinting. Mike follows it quick enough to see it land on El, who stares up at him with a mix of suspicion and.. wonder?

Oh no.

“Where are your parents?” Steve asks, sounding too concerned for someone sneaking into Nancy’s bedroom for gross kissing.

Mike gets his attention again just to quip, “Where are yours?”

Steve closes his eyes, takes a deep breath, and mutters something under his breath. Then he walks right past them, limping occasionally. That gives Mike a sense of satisfaction. Take that, douchebag.

They watch him leave until his back disappears behind the fence. Lucas turns to Mike with a raised eyebrow, “This guy is dating your sister?”

Mike scoffs at Lucas’ excuse of a truce, but then El suddenly goes rigid like a tree.

“El?” Dustin asks. Instead of answering, she grabs Dustin’s walkie from where it hangs on his pant’s waist and scrunches her eyes shut as it shudders to life with static.

“Hey, don’t take that-!” Lucas tries to take the walkie, but Mike steps in front of him. Then a pair of too-familiar voices burst out of the radio.

“-die?”

“Stay where you are.”

Mike gasps. Beside him, Dustin cries, “It’s them! That’s Will and Eddie!”

Mike looks at El, “Where are they? El, where are they?”

Blood drops from her nose as she keeps her eyes shut. But her voice is quiet as she responds, “Upstairs. Here.”

Mike feels his heart leaping out of his chest.

On the radio, there’s a sudden slam of the door, followed by Eddie’s panicked screaming, “Get your bags! Go through the window! Now!”

A warped animalistic growl shudders out of the walkie.

El gasps aloud, jerking her head back. The porch lights start flickering.

Mike can’t take it anymore. He sprints around the house to the back door. He ignores Dustin’s shout of his name and gets inside. But he pauses just a bit at the sight of every lightbulb in the house malfunctioning, flashing in varying intensity. It hurts his eyes.

“Will!” Mike calls out, hurrying up the stairs. He hears his mom calling him urgently but he ignores her. El said Will was upstairs. He must be in Mike’s room, right?

He bursts into his room. Even the lights here are going crazy. But overall it’s empty.

“Will? Eddie?” Mike yells, searching under his bed. On his bed. Inside his closet. Next to the drawers. “Will! Where are you?!”

—

The door is already splintering. Will knows that the drawer holding it shut will do enough to hold the demogorgon back.

“Just go, Will!” Eddie shouts at him over the noise. He’s pointing the spear at the door. Will’s spear had already been thrown out the window.

Will peeks his head out. There’s one slated roof just below the window so he wouldn’t hurt himself if he fell to the ground.

“I’m not leaving-!” He says, but Eddie is already shoving him further.

“Go! I’ll be right behind you!”

Will pulls himself out, his shoulders hitting the roof first. And then he slides down the slates. He tries to clamp his feet against the roof’s drainage at the last second to stop, but then he’s falling through air for a second.

He lands on the ground with an oof. Above him, he hears a deafening smashing of wood followed by the awful demogorgon’s growling.

“Eddie!” Will calls up, his spear ready.

But then he hears Eddie’s screams above the demogorgon’s and more crashing sounds.

“Eddie!”

Will runs around to reach the front door. But when his hand closes around the doorknob to open it, the door barely openes an inch. Will tries again, slamming his bruising shoulders against it. But there’s something heavy on the other side and it isn’t budging.

“Damn it!” Will curses. He runs back around, already stumbling on his feet with tears blinding him. Here he is, running back to danger when he should be fleeing. But if Will did that, then Eddie would be-

Eddie could be already-

Will trips again, this time landing on the ground. The grass feels cold and scrapes his chin instead of brushing it like normal grass. It almost destroys him into a mess of sobs. But with some stroke of luck, Will looks over and sees a small window perching right on top of the ground.

The basement.

Will gets up, using the broomstick handle of his spear to hit repeatedly against the glass. Through his tears, he almost misses the red glow inside.

—

Lucas runs down to the basement. Because if Mike is going to run around his house and not use his brain, then he should figure out that the weirdo is tricking him and that Will should be at the basement where they played their D&D and held countless sleepovers.

He stops at the last step, Dustin almost bumping him off from behind. “Ow, dude, what-?” Dustin starts before cutting himself off. Without looking at him, Lucas knows why.

There’s something red and glowing on the wall, just a couple feet away from the stairs.

“Woah…” Lucas mouths. It’s super memorizing to look at, but the last time Lukiel Bass the Ranger appeared close to a similar gate, a black dragon’s hand came out and pulled him in for lunch.

“What is that?” Dustin asks in wonder. Lucas takes his wrist rocket and the largest rock of his possession, aiming it at the-

“The gate!” He realizes, whirling to Dustin. It takes him a second before Dustin gets out the compass. They both huddle close, watching in amazement as the needle starts spinning. Just like what Mr. Clark had said would happen.

“Holy shit, we found it!” Dustin exclaims. Lucas can’t help but give a little victory screech of his own. They stumble towards the gate with their hands out. Then they immediately pull back.

“Ewww!” Lucas starts wiping the slime off on his jacket. Not only it’s gross but it feels very cold to the touch. Kinda like raw egg yolks.

“Awesome…” Dustins says in awe, staring at his slime-covered hands. He almost looks like he wants to eat it.

Lucas wrinkles his nose and smacks his arm, “Dude, clean that off!”

Something moves behind the gate. It’s too red and thick to see clearly, but Lucas catches a dark shape tumbling into his sight. He starts to panic, backing away with his wrist rocket ready as the shape slowly comes closer.

“Lucas?”

He drops his wrist rocket, rock and all.

He shares a wide-eyed, jaw-opened look with Dustin, who has more bug-out eyes.

“Will?!”

A pair of hands and a face press against the gate. Lucas’ heart leaps to his mouth. It is Will.

He and Dustin rush forward again, not caring about the slime back on their hands, each one landing on the same spot as Will’s hands. Will’s face breaks into full of joy.

“Holy shit, man, we thought you were dead!” Dustin yells.

“We’re gonna get you out of here! Mike’s going crazy around his house right now!” Lucas shouts even louder. Crap, they have to get Mike here too. But Will’s right there-

“Wait, hang on, hang on!” Dustin dips away for a second before he comes back with a wooden chair hoisted over him. “I got a chair!” Lucas falls his butt on the steps, watching Will pull away just as Dustin slams the chair into the gate. There’s some squishing sound that makes the gate shudder, but it stays solid. “Ah, shit! That was my best throw!”

“I got a spear! That’ll work!” Will cries out to them. Lucas and Dustin stare at each other. Will has a spear? Badass.

But then something growls from the top of the stairs.

Lucas whirls around, his panic spiking up to a hundred. But there’s nothing up there, just the view of the flickering hallway lights.

“What was that?” Dustin asks, his lip quivering.

“Run.” Will sounds more quiet. When Lucas stands up again to peer at him, Will’s slowly backing away, staring at something above at his side. “Get away as far as you can.”

“Will-” Lucas gets cut off by another growl, more closer this time. He feels Dustin wrapping his arms around him, to which Lucas does the same without protest. They move away from the gate, watching with shared anxiety as Will points his spear (that’s so cool) to where the growling gets louder. Will starts fumbling with a hand, pulling something else out that Lucas can’t make out.

Then a massive thing stalks past the gate, blocking his view of Will.

Lucas and Dustin scream, but neither of them are as loud as the monster’s own screams. It sounds like The Thing but so much worse.

Then, just as the monster - the demogorgon, it has to be the one El talked about - starts making its way to where Will fled, a bright light suddenly hits it on the head. It emits another screech and scrambles away.

“Come and get me!” Lucas watches in amazement as Will runs past the demogorgon, carrying a freaking torch in his hand. Will pauses at the gate just to look at Lucas and cry out, “Just go! I’ll be back!”

Then Will disappears. The demogorgon’s shadow blurs past with its terrible screaming.

Lucas’ legs are shaking so hard that he almost collapses. Dustin holds him tighter, sounding close to tears.

And then the gate starts to shrink.

“Shit!” Lucas breaks away from Dustin, grabbing the chair. He whacks it against the gate. It makes the same sound as before, but more subdued. It doesn’t even slow down.

“I got another chair!” Dustin’s back at his side. Together, they hit the gate, trying to break it open even though they hit more of the wooden walls than the glowing red slime.

Please, please, please. Lucas prays under the rapidly pulsing lights.

—

Once he reaches the top of the stairs, Will throws the torch and cries out, “Fireball!” The demogorgon catches it by the mouth, only to drop it with a painful shriek as the torch manages to burn it.

Will pulls out another torch, lights the oiled cloth with the Zippo underneath it, and brandishes the new burst of flames in front of him. He’s on his third so he better not waste it.

Will swings it side to side, the heat blazing past him. Out of the corner of his eye, the vines on the walls and ground subtly shrink back.

The demogorgon stands before him, growling. If it can open its face again, then maybe Will can aim it just right-

A claw shoots forwards and grabs him just around the neck, shoving him against the wall. Will instinctively grabs its wrist and lifts his torch up towards the demogorgon’s face. It snarls, cowering away from the flames, but it refuses to let go.

It lifts him up higher until Will’s head bumps against the ceiling. He kicks his legs, waves his torch, howls like he’s a werewolf. Anything to keep the demogorgon from closing in from the arm’s length and killing him.

The demogorgon makes a clicking noise like it’s laughing at him. Its claws start to pierce through Will’s vest-

There’s a loud human war cry as something shoves right into the demogorgon’s side. It screeches and loses its grip on Will. He falls back to the ground, yelping at the impact when he lands on his knees and hits his chin. Tears squeeze out from the corner of his eyes in response. He probably bites his tongue by accident.

There’s crashing noises in the kitchen.

Will looks up, blinking rapidly to fight off the black spots in his vision. The torch is on the ground, still ablaze. His heart leaps to his throat when he sees-

“Eddie!”

Clutching his spear in both hands, Eddie faces the demogorgon where it cowers on the other side. His face is twisted to such a feral expression that Will can’t tell if he’s mad at him again or at the demogorgon.

The demogorgon hisses and it stands up, cracking its claws. Its mouth opens up and Will is about to call out for Eddie to duck-

Eddie gives out another cry and stabs the spear right into the demogorgon’s mouth.

The demogorgon goes stock-still and makes a wretched choking sound. Eddie twists the spear deeper through sprays of dark blood until the knife disappears all the way down its throat.

“EAT METAL, YOU SON OF A BITCHHHHH!” Eddie screams.

Will picks up the torch, more than ready to burn the monster, when the demogorgon starts digging its claws down its neck. It gurgles like a draining bathtub. Then it starts flailing wildly. One of its arms hits Eddie on the side, sending back him across the floor.

Will watches in awed terror as the demogorgon violently thrashes around, slamming its head on the counter, the table, the wall, any hard surface. The broomstick of the spear snaps, but it only makes the demogorgon’s movement more erratic.

“Ted, for the love of god, get the generator!”

“Will, are you there?!”

“Michael-!”

The demogorgon retches out a waterlogged cry as it hits against the wall, smearing its blood on it. Then it throws itself right through the glass sliding doors, sending broken shards everywhere. And then all is silent.

Will hurries over, careful of his bruised knees and the glass. He looks down at the yard where the blood trail stains the dead grass, heading right into the trees. He holds his breath, waiting for the terrible cries to start again.

He only hears the commotion in the Wheeler house.

“Jesus Christ-”

“The lights are out?”

“Mom, Dad! Are you okay?”

“Holy cow, what just happened?!”

“WILL!”

“Mike, for god’s sake, quiet down and tell your friends to go home! Your little sister’s scared!”

“Holy cow…” Will whispers. He looks back at the kitchen, feeling his relief doubling in size as he sees Eddie propping himself up on the counter. Eddie winces before he catches Will’s gaze and gives him a wide, toothy grin.

“Has the demogorgon… been vanquished?” He asks in between breaths.

Will looks at the direction where the demogorgon disappeared and back at Eddie, nodding vigorously. He throws his arms up in the air, almost letting his torch slip. “We did it!”

“Hell yeah we did!” Eddie claps his hands together excitedly. “Holy shit, Will, you-”

When Eddie steps forward towards him, he suddenly cuts off, his face turning white. Then his leg buckles underneath him and he drops to the floor.

The excitement in Will’s chest turns cold. “Eddie!”

He stumbles forward, falling to his knees once he’s next to Eddie. The older boy is on his side, curling in himself and squeezing his eyes shut. Beads of sweat stick his bangs to his forehead.

“Fffffuck…” Eddie hisses through clenched teeth. Will is about to ask what’s wrong when his eyes trail down and his stomach turns.

His leg-

There’s so much blood. It stains through the rips of Eddie’s jeans, the tears on his skin large enough that Will can see more blood spurting out. There’s a few little chunks of muscles hanging out with little strings. Further down, Eddie’s ankle looks worse with the distorted ripples of puncture marks, stripping the flesh like he stepped through an old lawnmower.

His hand limply but urgently claps on Will’s chest. “H-Hey, Little Byers, Will. Look at me, Will, Will-”

Eddie cuts himself off with a low pained moan. Will looks away and back at Eddie, swallowing down his nausea. In between rapid breaths, Eddie speaks again, “I need- fuck! Tell me we have bandages…”

Will scrambles his backpack off him, opening it so fast it might’ve broke the zipper. His shaking hands tears through the tin cans and his books until he feels the soft gauze. When he pulls it out, it’s so small that it unrolls to almost four inches.

“Just this much...” Will says shakily. Eddie shudders out a horrible whine, clenching his hand to a fist and hitting it against the ground. And then Will remembers the portal.

“I’m gonna be right back!” Will hurriedly says, already rushing down to the basement. Maybe if he can get Lucas and Dustin for help-

All of the hope that had bloomed in his chest shrinks and withers away once he stumbles off the last step and turns to the wall.

The portal is gone. Not even a faded outline to prove that he had finally spoken to his best friends face to face.

—

Steve, Tommy, and Carol stare in bewildered silence at the Wheeler house, now the only house in the neighbourhood in a total blackout.

After a while, Carol says quietly, “What. The. Fuck?”

The three of them (along with a few other bemused neighbours) had been so captivated by the show of flashing lights that none of them had even noticed a girl in a pink dress running to the trees behind the house.

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3 and 6 for the positivity meme?

I'll answer this backwards because my answer to no. 3 got long.

6 - what's a headcanon that you'll die on that hill?

Lewis Nixon III was a theater kid and has done drag in his life. This is forreal. The ghost of Dick Winters revealed this to me in a dream.

3 - what are some fics you go back and read again and again?

oh I love this question. in the last ask I did say I left out some creators and now is my time to redeem myself! (also another reminder that I desperately need to finish this massive fic rec post I have been steadily adding fics to since January BUT ANYWAY)

under the cut!

all of @churchkey's Winnix and ToyeMalarkey fics! god do I love them so much. I re-read A Spell of Riot once a year since it was completed.

and of course @anthrobrat's Bob, TP, and Gen Kill fics!

all of BristlingBassoon's Winnix fics - Queen for a Day inspired my "Lewis has done drag" conviction and When we met, you'd never expect this series is just. divine.

@marycontraire's Contact Tracing. of course.

make it up as we go along - Joe drives his cab, Chuck plays Call of Duty, and Babe just wants to pass Biochem; their apartment is like Grand Central at the best of times and that’s without the two possible fugitives they decided to harbor in the guest room; Luz’s life is turning into a terrible romcom about a coffee shop; Harry’s friends are bad at running a bar but they’re trying their best; somebody got punched in the face; and someday there will be a New York Times Bestseller about all of it.

Or, the interlinked soap opera-worthy drama of a group of millennials in Philadelphia, told day by day.

Lie if God is Sleeping - Gene flipped the puzzle over to read the back. “My name is Edward Heffron,” he read aloud. “I killed a man, and now I’m paying the price. 18,000 pieces. It will take approximately seven days to complete me. For experienced players only.”

What the fuck was a curse this nasty doing in a Philadelphia used bookstore?

rivers always reach the sea - my favorite webgott canon era series fic ever

Situation Normal - Winters and Nixon move to the city, reunite with some old friends and find themselves adopting a new, four-legged one.

By Small and Small - Babe wants to keep talking with Gene, but he doesn’t really know what to say. He feels like, in the past, he never would’ve shut up, but now, since Julian, he’s just got nothing. Maybe that’s grieving; Bill says that’s grieving, anyway, but Bill uses the term like a Band-Aid to put over every aspect of Babe that has changed.

Or: The one where Gene is in med school and Babe's messed up over Julian.

Dear Lover - A group of friends who supervise soldiers' mail are secretly very invested in one Major Winters' letters to a woman he seems to be having a secret affair with.

all or SJtrinity's Band of Brothers (webgott) fics and The Pacific (sledgefu and andyeddie) fics

Green and Gold - Merriell has dark magic and a guilty conscious. He never considered how the war would change them.

The American Sublime - "Tactician that he is, he finds the likelihood of still being loved by someone who, thanks to him, has just awakened to a wicked hangover and a face full of cold piss next to nil."

Dick Winters and Lewis Nixon billet together at a farmhouse in Holland for a rare few weeks of peace and privacy, while Dick struggles to process his promotion and his time away from Easy Company. Set during the first minutes of Episode 5, "Crossroads."

Cows. Wildflowers. Feelings. Handjobs.

Black Ink on Some Blue Lines - It’s been sixteen years since the letter was written, but it never found its way to the one it was intended for. The thing about secrets is they eat away at you, not all at once but slowly over the years, and you begin to wonder, to play out the what if scenarios in your mind. Instead, David buried it away and pretended like it never existed. He should have killed it, he thinks to himself, not buried it while it still had breath in its lungs.

In which David remembers his evolving relationship with Joe over the course of the war and decides to deliver a letter.

Baby You Can Drive My Car - Everyone has their thing. Perco takes watches. Nix scrounges for liquor. Welsh continues his never-ending quest for anything that will please Kitty Grogan. Even Eugene robs abandoned apothecaries with only a touch of guilt, making off with as many bandages and sulfa packets as he can carry. And then there’s Speirs, sweeping behind them like a shadow and carrying away anything they leave behind that sparkles or shines.

Babe steals cars. He’s getting pretty good at it.

Come in From the Cold - In which Smokey Gordon's coffee shop 'Bastogne' saves lives by lending cutting instruments and offering a steady supply of caffeine and sugary goodness. The shenanigans are just a by-product.

Call me 'sweetheart', Please? by @mariamegale - A not-relationship in the making. (baberoe)

anthroposcene, interrupted - Three months ago, Ray Person was a Philosophy major at Harvard. Now, he's dodging Runners trying to get from St. Louis to Cambridge without a) starving, b) dying by accident or c) offing himself. However, three's company, and it comes in the form of a dog with no bark and a taciturn Marine Staff Sergeant who's last name is Not-Pitt, which has gotta count for something.

#ask #ask game #webgott #winnix #baberoe #speirton #sledgefu #fic rec

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Galactik Football season 3 rewatch, eps 16 - 18

Episode 16:

Nice levitation trick Simbai, but she's just allowed to use the Breath like that? Maybe because she's a flux society member? It does make me realise, since the wars were not so long ago, how many people are walking around who could previously use the the Breath all the time but now aren't allowed. That's kind of crazy!

I do like the idea of them actually learning how to use the Breath in more creative ways!

This soundtrack for Tia's training session is pretty cool

Well done Mei for wearing more weather-appropriate clothes this time!

Mice telling Mark to get it together kdjfskfd time for lover boy to get dunked on for once

FSJHDFKDSF ARTEGOR BEING A COMMENTATOR NOW I LOVE IT

Callie: Do you miss playing when you see your friends on the field? D'jok: Um, I- Callie: Certainly you must think they are still bitter towards you after beating them on Paradisia?

Callie those are some horrible questions leave the man alone 😭

I am once again asking for more Lun-Zeara action. Btw has she ever spoken a line? Fucking Stevens may have spoken more than her

I support the Snow Kids but I love seeing the Wambas winning and having fun <3

GOOOOOAL MICRO-ICE!

Artegor: Listen Barry, to be frank, I'm not a fan of your work

HE'S SUCH A BITCH LOOOL after my rewatch I want to make a compilation of Artegor's commentator moments

Lun-Zaera is CHILLING lmao, also I just checked the wiki for the spelling of her name and it's about as consistent as the Wamba's hair colour.

Why is Woowamboo being such a dick. She's trying her best!

Awwww D'jok cheering on the Snow Kids

Mei is carrying the defence in this match like the queen she is <3

Artegor contributes a more technical analysis of the game which is pretty cool

WOOWAMBOO FOULING?? I mean fouls aren't really rare but still, he's being far more aggressive than before? Sure, the Wambas aren't going to just be fun-loving when the GFC is at stake and they're as competitive as any other team, but when you combine this with the way he was talking to Lun-Zia it's just jarring?

Also WAIT. Woowamboo is ginger? So the player that switched to the Lightnings for the Paradisian tournament was just someone else? Fair enough as you wouldn't switch your star player, but yeah my bad. Actually wait, he literally has grey hair in the Netherball scenes in season 2. WHAT IS THE TRUTH

OK WHAT. SO LUN-ZIA TELLING THE WAMBAS WHERE ROCKET IS MOST LIKELY TO SHOOT IS PERFECTLY A-OK BUT D'JOK TELLING TEAM PARADISIA A LITTLE TIP ON HOW TO BEAT AHITO IS A BETRAYAL?? PLUS, in the last episode Aarch faces the SK in the holo-trainer and says he can beat them because he knows how they play, and that everyone else does too. WHICH IS EXACTLY WHAT I WAS SAYING WHEN I WAS COMPLAINING ABOUT THE AHITO BETRAYAL BS. WHICH IS IT, WRITERS?!

Well at least Woowamboo seems more accepting of Lun-Zia now that he's seen her give it her all. Nice to see her settled in with the rest of the team!

I just had a thought, where is Maya in all this? We've seen Mama-Ice pop up and check on (scold XD) Micro-Ice but we didn't see Maya interact with D'jok at all? Wouldn't she have gone to see him instead of only hanging with the Snow Kids?? And now that D'jok's “retired” and hanging out by himself at Genesis, isn't she gonna look for him? She knows football was so important to him, so to give it up is a big deal! Ah well, we'll see.

Episode 17:

Yaay more Tia and Mei being besties

NOT CLOVER GIRL DOING THE MARYLIN MONROE

Side note I like Kim-8's vibes, she's just cool

That scene in Ballow's restaurant where he's talking about leaving dirty business behind, all while henchmen are constantly coming up to him with dodgy items like stolen paintings is so hilarious jfdskmn

aww I love Artegor trying to convince D'jok to come back, especially with him telling him how hard the SK took it when he left. It's also interesting to see Artegor refer to playing with the Snow Kids as a responsibility - they're a symbol of hope for the people of Akillian, who didn't even want to go to their first match in the stadium due to the trauma from the glaciation.

He also reminds D'jok he's a Snow Kid, which reminds me of their conversation in season.... 2? Where Artegor tells him he'll always be a kid from Akillian. It's also nice that once he's voiced his opinion, he changes the subject instead of pressuring D'jok to answer. He's really developed from the demanding Shadows coach he used to be.

THE PIRATES!! CRUSH THE RED TIGERS!!!!

Poor Artie, he can never watch a full match LOL

FOUR GOALS FOR STEVENS!!! WOOOOOOOOO PIRATES BEAT A FLUX TEAM! TAKE THAT!!!

NO. NO NO NO NO NO. THE CYCLOPS CANNOT FREEZE PEOPLE. THAT'S THE XENON'S FLUX. TRY AGAIN. ACTUALLY WATCH THE PREVIOUS SEASONS. TAKE IT FROM THE TOP.

Do you ever watch an old video and get jumpscared by a comment you don't remember making? Because I wrote this on another upload 9 years ago and I still don't know how they messed that up LOL.

I mean yeah sure it COULD be a new ability they've unlocked like how the Snow Kids are finding new ways to use the Breath. But they don't show the Cyclop's hypnosis thing at all, the animation is exactly the same as the Xenon's flux, and Callie even mentions their "hypnotic" flux and how the players can barely stay on their feet, which doesn't really match what's on screen sooo yeeeeeaahhh this is just an animation error. A pretty big one though.

So team Paradisia have no problem using their flux? Which was a synthetic one to begin with? And the technology for it is no longer available? Or do they just get it implanted once and that's it? So what was up with them going into those pods to “charge”? How does this work???

sfkdgfkjdf Mark went too hard on the sauerkraut, I love this gag about Mark and food

YESSSS SONNY! FATHER SON BONDING TIME FINALLY. His speech about the Pirates always being by his side even in tough times is sweet, and makes sense for D'jok. He's been through a lot with the Snow Kids and they're basically family now, and family wouldn't truly turn him away if he was sorry for what he did. At least, they wouldn't stay mad forever.

BENNETT YOU LEGEND. But also a bit reckless of Sonny to stand with D'jok right in the middle of an open area

Sonny: We're trapped!

Um no you're not, there's a staircase right there

Poor Cyclops, always getting clowned on :( ARTEGOR IS A SAVAGE IN THIS MATCH

BALLOW OUTING THE CON ARTISTS FDKFDKJDF I'm sorry I know it's a tragic moment for Sinedd but THAT'S SO FUNNY

The way they animate Sidney rolling around is hilarious. Also Thran only thought of finding Harvey just now? Wow, talk about second-class citizens.

It's so funny how this is the last episode in the official playlist, like they just gave up uploading HD episodes 2 years ago. Unless it's a regional thing? I'm editing this in Austria rn and the official English uploads aren't available unless I use VPN, are the French eps all uploaded in HD at least?

Episode 18:

Aaaaand I'm back to 480p uploads from 10 years ago. Thank you for your service youtube user lykaon868

I do get to see the intro and outro now though yaaaay

Wait what? We ended last episode on D'jok wanting to talk to the Snow Kids and with this one we just skip ahead to him being on the team again? I mean... they were building up to that moment for sooo long and we don't even get to see it? What???

It seems Tia and Rocket have accepted D'jok back but Micro-Ice and Ahito aren't so enthusiastic. It's strange to see Ahito so resentful but it's a refreshing change to see him react like that.

Micro-Ice's reaction on the other hand isn't taken very seriously and it's presented as them squabbling immaturely but like... he's right to feel hurt! We could've had some good Micro-Ice angst topped off with a heart-to-heart between two guys who canonically consider each other brothers, but here we are.

Sinedd's parents were... I M P O S T E R S ?

Sharky why are you revealing this as a scoop when it just puts you into hot water for not doing a background check before inviting them on the show

OOOO SHADOWS SPEAKING HISTORIC MOMENT

This is the serious - silly contrast dynamic I had in my head for the Shadows LOL. Although it's sad this kind of implies the Shadows only care for Sinedd as a player and not a person, telling him to get a grip after something like that? Although maybe their whole thing is that they TRY to act tough but really they're all feeling like that one guy who ran out crying lol. It IS a bit weird to insert comedy like that into this kind of scene though, kind of undercuts it for me.

Artegor just having tea and biscuits 🤣🤣🤣

CALLIE ACCEPT HIS OFFER FOR TEA DON'T BE RUDE. He looks sad after her reaction fskdjfskds honestly Artegor is probably the best character this season

STOP HAVING THEM SCORE IN THE FIRST MINUTE SFJKDFSKS

Tia squaring up to Sinedd I LOVE HER

Also wtf Sinedd, but he was about to go to Mei so I wonder what he was gonna do? Taunt her? Or maybe he regretted it? I guess we'll never know

This is a match with the Shadows, the Snow Kids' biggest rivals, and yet the first half is over in a few minutes of the episode! The matches just aren't as interesting in this season and feel too rushed

TIA CAPTAIN MOMENT YYYEAAAAAAHHH SHE DESERVES IT!

I am not immune to some D'jok vs Sinedd action

Not Maya focusing on Sinedd when she hasn't interacted with D'jok this whole time 😭

Mei is such a savage, it reminds me of Stevens handing Sinedd the ball that one time when there was seconds to spare LOL also pls forgive the shit quality gifs, demonstration purposes only folks

Sinedd: Do like everyone else Mei, don't worry about what I do and just forget me. Mei: But Sinedd- Sinedd: I lost, Mei. I lost everything. Everything.

Oof Sinedd really goes through the ringer every season, huh

Mark is smooth as butter on the pitch but so incredibly cringe at flirting

Warren: The team. The group. That's all that counts, D'jok D'jok: Being a team player Warren, that's what I want to improve!

Sure D'jok, until next season. But it's also kind of weird to portray his arc as if he just needed to learn how to be a team player again, when a big part of why he left was the emotional turmoil from the breakup and him lashing out because of it. That's never really resolved, although I guess the season is trying to say that D'jok became obsessed with winning again, which is what drove Mei away in the first place, but again I'm just speculating here! They had the means for a really good arc for D'jok but fumbled it and decided to retread old paths instead.

Is Harvey alive after all?

I do love that Clamp is still working alongside Sonny. And yaaaay Thran gets to do something!

Wait Paradisia is a dead planet, it didn't blow up or anything. Harvey is a robot so is it that surprising he's still there? Why not look for him earlier?

#galactik football #dori watches galactik football #my posts

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