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forbidd3n-w1re · 2 years

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enjoy me bitching about s4 !!

I’ve wanted to talk about something. I’m actually disappointed in the duffer brothers rn. There was a pattern up from s1 right to current s4 and it was killing off new characters.

Now, we all thought ”Okay, hopefully they wont kill off Eddie, but considering the pattern we have to get ready for him to die.” We all had our hopes up. And they pretty much let us down. I’m not saying that s4 vol2 was bad, it was good, i liked the graphics and the continuation of the story, but there was absolutely no reason for them to kill off Eddie. There were several new characters this season : Argyle, Jason and his squad, Chrissy and Eddie (sorry if i forgot anyone).

Chrissy died at the start, at least they removed her immediately even though most of us liked her. They didnt put up pressure on the death. Argyle could’ve died, if he knew about the story with Vecna. They couldn’t have really connected Argyle’s location and the stuff happening in Hawkins. Still, he wasn’t an important character.

Now, onto Jason and his squad. Yes, one of the guys (forgot his name, my mistake) did die. But who says Jason couldn’t have died? In the attic scene with Lucas, he could’ve gotten pulled along with Max by Vecna. There we have it, 4th victim. Everyone would’ve been pretty much alive. I could’ve ended with Vecna stopping the killings and started making cracks in Hawkins, like in the usual plot. Max wouldn’t be in a coma probably either after that.

”Okay, but Ellie, Eddie wasn’t killed by Vecna, but by the bats?” See? Now we’re onto another subject. Vecna could’ve pulled Jason into the upside down somehow, because at this point we’re apparently writing a bunch of nonsense stuff. Who cares, right? The fanbase will eat it up. Jason could’ve proceeded to search for Eddie in his camper again, since there was no police guarding it. He could’ve called up his squad, and considering how dumb they are, go into Upside down and die by either stepping on the hive mind or getting killed by bats, etc. etc.

Also, I’ve heard some stuff about Eddie getting ”character development” after his death. His character was already fine from the start, if you dont mind about the ”hellfire is a cult thing”. He wasn’t a bad character, even though Hawkins thought he was. I understand that he was under pressure of his past mistakes, and running away from every possible bad situation, because if you think a bit more clearly, he felt guilty for everything. He felt guilty for getting Chrissy killed, for dragging Dustin, Lucas and Mike into the whole ”Where’s Eddie, your cult leader”. So yes, he had to stay and fight the bats.

“Oh, but he’ll be remembered as a hero now!” Sorry to burst your bubble, but at this point Hawkins is way down the rabbit hole and there’s no way of making them think that Eddie isn’t such a bad guy after all. Jason had a big impact on the school members. Chrissy’s death in Eddie’s trailer had a big impact on the citizens of Hawkins. And in the end, they didn’t even try to somehow, in any way, grieve about his death. Dustin obviously couldn’t have pulled Eddie’s body back into Hawkins, he needed at least 1 more person. Thinking on the bright side, at least he got his necklace.

Also, take this in consideration. Eddie’s line ”I’m buying us time.” is true. He was stalling the enemies in upside down. He had to at least try and kill the bats or lead them away from the trailer so the rest of the squad could get back safely. He also did that so the bats wouldn’t chase back to Dustin, who was back in Hawkins. AND he had to chase the bats away from Henry/Vecna’s house, so the bats wouldn’t catch up on Steve, Robin and Nancy.

Another thing that I simply do not understand with the whole writing is how Steve, Nancy and Robin didn’t say anything about the situation. Either Dustin didn’t tell them, or they were lazy to write a scene. They could’ve at least arranged like a grave, even if his body wasn’t there. He deserves to remembered like a normal human being, not as a ”serial killer” or “the famous, cult leading drug dealer of hawkins”. All it took was one moment where they would grieve about him. Honestly, I myself would’ve written that scene, if i knew how to write a script.

Alright, that’s all. Feel free to correct me if i missed something or written something falsely.

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hot-girl-nancy · 2 years

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Honey

Pairing: Nancy Wheeler x fem!reader Summary: It's a shitshow of a summer and Nancy Wheeler has the prettiest smile you have ever seen. A/N: Hi! And welcome back! This is part 2 of Honey!! There will be more parts to come and just like last time, I am open to suggestions or other ideas! I have not yet created a masterlist but I am working on having that added soon!! If you have any questions, please do not hesitate to ask!! Okay, love you, bye! ----

Later that night, after everyone had been found and delivered to their respective homes safely, Robin and I started getting ready for bed.

“Nancy and Y/N sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-OW!” Robin howled out as a tattered copy of It by Stephen King bounced off her hip. “That could have actually killed me. Do you see how big this thing is?”

“Stop being dramatic. And stop singing that stupid song.” I spat back. The moment that Robin and I were alone and away from everyone else, she began her relentless session of teasing.

“I’ll stop singing it when it becomes true.” Robin shrugged. “I saw the way you two were eyeing each other. If you had told me last year that Nancy Wheeler, the Nancy Wheeler, was gay…”

“She’s not,” I interjected. “And you know, it kind of sucks that you keep rubbing that in. I wish I had never even mentioned this stupid crush to you.”

Robin stared at me with her mouth hanging open. The look on her face was somewhere between amused and annoyed. “Are you shitting me right now?”

I picked at the stitching on my pajama shorts and shrugged. “No, I mean, of course, I would have told you, but ugh, God you are so annoy-”

“No, shut up, not that.” Robin interrupted. “Sometimes you can be a huge dingus, even more so than Harrington. Nancy Wheeler is most certainly gay.”

I rolled my eyes. “Please, elaborate. I would love to hear more.”

Robin studied my face. “Hurtful, but I will elaborate because I am a damn good friend!” She threw my stuffed rabbit at me. “When you told me back in 8th grade that you had a crush on her, I remember thinking that there was no way in hell that would ever work out. Miss Fancy Nancy, with a girl? Laughable. Absolutely outrageous. And then Nancy and Steve started dating, which ya know I loved because finally, Tammy would stop looking at him with her stupid googly eyes.”

“Ah yes, the stupidest of googly eyes.”

“But oh so gorgeous!” Robin sighed, “Anyways, Steve and Nancy broke up, and then she was with Johnathon. And I always kind of wondered if she had a fling with Billy but I guess that’s one secret we will never know. But then I met all of them because of Steve and I noticed there was always something about Nancy that I couldn’t quite put my finger on. And then I introduced the two of you.”

Robin walked over to where I was sitting on my bed. She jumped up beside me and turned to face me. “I have a pretty intense gaydar.”

“Gaydar!” I exclaimed! “How could I think for one second you were going to be serious? You actually had me going there for a minute.”

Robin looked annoyed as she shushed me. “I am being serious. It’s pretty accurate. I know about Eddie, and Will too! Nancy never set it off before, but now she lights up the charts, and recently I noticed a bit of a ping from Steve, which I am still trying to figure out. But like, I picked up on you from day one!”

“You picked up on me?!” I guffawed. “Robin, I didn’t even know until we were older, and when I told you, you seemed pretty shocked.”

“That’s showbiz baby!” Robin shot finger guns at me. When my face remained unchanged she cleared her throat. “I was obviously acting, and you weren’t subtle. I watched you drool over all kinds of girls. But that’s not my point. My point is the fact that you and Nancy want each other and there is a heavy attraction between the two of you that everyone picks up on. The sooner you two realize it, the better off we will all be.”

“Do you honestly hear yourself sometimes?”

“Not always, no.” She shook her head.

“Nancy is with Johnathon, and what you are probably feeling is the awkward tension I’m exuding. I love you, but sometimes, you can be a pretty big dingus yourself.”

Shocked, Robin replied, “Don’t use my word against me! And you’re wrong, but I guess you’ll be finding that out on your own.”

“Whatever, weirdo. I’m going to bed.” I said shoving her to her side and pulling back the covers. Robin laughed and pulled her side back too. She tucked herself in and rolled onto her side facing away from me.

“Goodnight, Y/N. Sweet, Nancy dreams!” She singsonged. I just turned off the bedside lamp in response, cloaking us in total darkness.

—-

The Family Video store parking lot was empty as I chained my bike to the rack outside. It wasn’t unusual to see the space uninhabited so early in the mornings. Most people preferred to rent and return their movies in the evenings. Which was perfectly fine with me, as it gave me time to spend with my friends.

The bell above the door jingled as I pushed it open and stepped in. Steve was standing at the counter stacking blank membership cards into a house of cards. He was fully concentrated on his task, making each move carefully and slowly. He never once looked up, eyes locked in on the house of cards. His tongue was poking out between his lips and his eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

“Good morning, Steve.” I called out, walking towards the back of the store. No reply.

I continued through the store, glancing at familiar titles as I approached the ‘Employee Only’ section. The door was already open so I popped my head inside. Robin was sitting with her back to me, slumped onto the desk, sleeping.

“What are you doing?!” I yelled out, trying to hide my smile. Robin jumped up instantly knocking over her chair and spilling VHSs to the ground. She turned around quickly with a panicked expression that very quickly turned to one of annoyance.

“You’re such a bitch,” she breathed out.

“I just can’t believe you would sleep on the job, and leave poor, defenseless Steve out there to all those horrid customers. Plus, you slept at my house last night, peacefully too, why are you so tired?” I pulled two bananas from my bag and handed her one. She stretched and yawned before accepting it.

“I never sleep peacefully at your house. You snore like a freight train.” Robin muttered, rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

“Son of a -” Steve yelled out from the front. Robin and I exchanged glances before going to investigate.

There were blank membership cards all over the floor and counter. Steve stood there in a defeated stance, one card still in hand. He looked at us like we were the ones who knocked over his tower before dropping the other card he was holding. It hit the floor with a light clack against another card.

“I’m not helping you pick those up.” Robin deadpanned. They both started to argue before Robin caught Steve in a headlock. He finally agreed to pick them up but not before sharing his thoughts on Robin's aggression.

“You really need to look into therapy, wacko.”

“And you really need to grow up, dingus.”

I turned to Robin and interrupted them before they could continue. “Why did I need to meet you here so early?”

“Oh yeah, here.” She said, handing me a pair of keys. “You and Nancy are going to do some recon for us.”

“W-w-wait, what?” I stuttered out.

“You, and, Nancy, are, going, to, do, some, recon, for, us.” Robin repeated herself, much slower.

“I heard you the first time bu–”

“If you heard me why did you say what?” She raised an eyebrow and crossed her arms. Steve laughed from the floor.

“Why me and Nancy? Why not Johnathon? Or Eddie?”

Steve stood up, stacking the cards he had picked up from the floor by the register. “Because no one else is available. Robin and I are working. Johnathan is doing some photography for some old ladies' cats or something, I didn’t care to ask, and Eddie is busy.”

“Doing what?” I asked.

“He has that Hellfire club thing today.”

“He’s graduated. Why is he still running that? Shouldn’t he pass it off to one of the kids by now? And why are they even doing that today? They know we have work to do!”

Steve shrugged and leaned back down for more cards. “They do it for Will. Just let them have this, they’ve been through enough. You and Nancy will be fine, we just need someone to stake out the labs.”

I bit my lip and sighed. “What are we looking for?”

Robin handed me a bag. “Here are some snacks and drinks to get you guys through. We figured we might actually do it in shifts, and give everyone a bit of a break. Since the other crew couldn’t find more info on Vecna at the Creel house, we’re just looking for any activity, literally any activity, at the labs to show us where he may be.”

I was with them all when we last faced up against Vecna. He had hurt Max pretty bad, and we were all thankful she pulled through with 100% recovery. Even with that blessing, we still had a long way to go. Vecna had escaped from our grasps, not before taking a beating from Nancy and El, and things had been pretty quiet since then. Or at least they were until we had found another gate.

It was months after the attack, and a lot of us were injured and still healing when Dustin called an emergency meeting. He told us about how he and Eddie had found another gate in the woods by Eddie’s house. They had been looking for inspiration on their newest DnD campaign when Eddie fell through what they thought was a sinkhole.

We monitored it for months, taking shifts, mostly at night, waiting for something to happen, and it never did. A few weeks ago, Mike had gotten frustrated with no progress and demanded we venture into the Upside Down to look for anything that would lead us to Vecna. All of our searches turned up empty. In fact, we didn’t see or hear anything while exploring until yesterday morning when we crossed paths with a Demogorgon. Nancy and I had gotten separated from the group with the monster in between us and them.

I shuddered at the thought of the monster and its chittering. “No exploring? Just monitoring?” I asked.

“That’s it. Just monitoring.” Steve said.

I sighed again, turning towards the front of the store. “Alright.” I gripped the keys in my hand and threw the bag over my shoulder. “There better be gas in that car Harrington.” The bell above the door jingled again as I pulled it open and stepped out into the parking lot, heading towards Steve’s car.

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The car ride to the lab was silent as I steered the car through the slight twists and turns on the winding road. Nancy stared out the passenger side window at the trees as we passed by. It had been a few minutes since we last saw a home, indicating that we were getting closer to the labs.

Nancy turned to me and smiled, “I’m glad we’re doing this together.”

My face flushed as my mouth got dry. I tried to focus on driving and not so much on how my body was reacting. I prayed she hadn’t noticed. “Really? Why’s that?” I asked her, stealing a glance.

Nancy turned to face forward. “We don’t spend much time together. I feel like I barely know you, and I’d like to.” She looked down at her hands in her lap with a slight smile on her face before turning to me again. “We have studied at the same school our entire lives, and I hate that it took us this long to meet.” She shrugged slightly and added, “but I’m glad we finally did.”

My heart did somersaults at the last line. I glanced at her again with a smile. “Yeah, me too.”

Nancy turned in the seat so that she was completely facing me. She propped her elbow on the back of the seat and tucked her leg under her, making herself comfortable. She reached for the snack bag and began to unzip it. “So, let’s start with some of the basics. Tell me, Y/N, what’s your favorite color?”

“Uhm, I don’t know. Pale pink?” I replied, turning into the parking lot of the lab. “Do you think it’s completely obvious if we just sit here?”

Nancy turned to look at the lab and then back to me. “Oh, absolutely. There was a small turn-off back this way.” She said pointing back to where we just came from. “We could park the car there and walk closer. At least then we would have the foliage to hide us if things get sticky. Speaking of sticky, did you bring any weapons, ya know, just in case?” Her eyes widened a bit by the last question.

“I’m not sure.”

We pulled off the road and made sure the car was hidden from anyone passing by, though there should definitely not be any cars coming this far down. I popped the trunk to see what all we could use. Nancy walked up beside me with the snack bag thrown over her shoulder. She threw a handful of M&Ms into her mouth that she had pulled out earlier, she turned the bag to me and I accepted a few.

“Let’s see,” Nancy began. She reached in and pulled Steve’s bat out. “This should work perfectly! What else do we have?”

I looked in the trunk. There were a few jackets, magazines, and cassettes mixed together. I also spotted a walkie-talkie and a pair of nunchucks. I raised my eyebrow at them as I picked them up. Nancy looked at me and together we both said, “Eddie.” I placed them back in the backpack just in case. As I went to shut the trunk I noticed a can of Farrah Fawcett’s hairspray. I picked it up and shook it, noticing it was still pretty full.

“Leave it to Steve.” I joked. Before I could put it back in the trunk though, Nancy grabbed my arm.

“Wait,” she said, reaching into her pocket. She pulled out a zippo lighter and handed it to me. Smiling, she recommended, “we should bring it with us.”

“Nancy we’re going to set all of Hawkins on fire.”

She shrugged, “let it burn I say.” And with that, she slammed the trunk.

—-

“Pale pink, huh?” Nancy asked. We were sitting on the grass on the edge of the woods by the labs.

“What?”

“Pale pink, your favorite color.” Nancy reminded me.

“Oh yeah! It is. What about you, what’s yours?”

“I like red. It’s just such a powerful color. It can signify so many different things, like warmth.” She said raising her face to the sun. “Or even,” she wiggled her eyebrows at me. “Danger.” We both busted out laughing.

Sitting here with her and talking came so easily. I was worried that we wouldn’t have much to say, or that I would make things awkward between us as I usually do with others. It was different with Nancy. I didn’t feel anxious or forced to carry on a conversation. It felt like jumping into a cold pool on a hot day. It was refreshing.

I leaned back on my hands and stretched my feet out in front of me. We continued to chat and laugh about all sorts of things. We talked about movies, music, and school. We talked about our family, friends, and work. Our conversations flowed together seamlessly and I prayed that this feeling would never end. Every time Nancy smiled at me or laughed, I could feel the butterflies in my stomach come to life. As cliché as it sounds, I could listen to the melodic rhythm of her laugh until the end of time.

“Okay, okay, okay,” Nancy said in between laughs. She had just told me a story about the first night Steve came to her house. He had mistaken the neighbor's fence as hers and jumped it, hoping to find an easier way up to her window. Instead, he came face to face with the neighbor’s rottweiler who proceeded to chase him into their pool, but not before ripping off his pants leg to his jeans. Luckily, Nancy had heard the commotion and was able to find a way to distract the dog so Steve could make his lucky escape. “Seriously though,” she giggled. “Let’s talk crushes! Is there anyone you’ve got your eye on currently? Or maybe you already have someone that you are keeping hidden from us?”

My mouth instantly dried up and my heart began to race again. I could feel my cheeks heating up and, had she always been this close to me? I could lie, easily, and say something stupid like that I have a crush on Eddie, or she probably wouldn’t be surprised if I said it was Steve. Did she know? Did Robin tell her? Maybe Steve did. My palms began to sweat and right as I was about to blurt something out, a line of SUVs sped into the lab's lot.

We both scrambled back into the safety of the trees and bushes and watched with wide eyes as they all parked at the front of the building. Nancy grabbed my hand and started towards the car.

“Let’s go, we have to tell the others.”

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