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Billy was always meant to be a throwaway character let’s be real

The problem is that the duffers casted somebody with too much talent to be reduced to a second rate character like yall should’ve just hired some joe blow off the street who can’t act and then we wouldn’t be in this mess

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He's the rare triple threat.

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She'd be so careful the entire time. Gentle as she draws close and grazes her teeth along their neck. She bites quick as not to draw out the pain, and doesn't waste a single drop.

She shifts her hands the more they sag, supporting them with firm hands that ease them back onto the couch. Reluctantly she pulls off, nose against their neck, panting like she just ran a marathon. In quick laps she's licking the wound closed then reaching for the wet wipes because they've put so much trust in her doing her this favor, of course she's gonna take care of them

I think more people should be thinking about vampire hyun-ju

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Based on Darling Red by @azrielgreen

Eddie wipes his eyes, sniffles and stares out at the lake. Everything hurts inside, new places, new pain. It hasn’t sunk in yet. Not all the way. Everything is fun with you. Eddie links his fingers with Billy’s, who flinches at the touch but holds his hand back tightly when he realises what it is. ‘Just in case you get cute,’ Eddie tells him, voice gravel rough. Billy’s breath shudders when he drops a kiss to Eddie’s shoulder, holds it there for a long time. ‘Can’t help being cute, Munson.’ ‘It’s your curse, huh?’ ‘Seems to be.’

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I think more people should be thinking about vampire hyun-ju

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sun & moon

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Bro is nervous

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I'm sure it's been said a million times before but the fact that Steve probably has some pretty gnarly scarring on his chest from the bat bites to match Billy's scarring from the MF makes Harringrove even better. Kind of like Jonathan and Nancy's shared trauma scars on their hands.

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the moment that defines my whole harringrove conceptualization:

steve looks behind his shoulder, but billy keeps looking at him.

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idk whats going on on twitter but i think its so funny that i go on ao3 and suddenly theres a bunch of fics that have their summaries go 'cait and vi engage in horny kinky sex because fuck the kinktober rules' and i think thats beautiful

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Vampire Eddie who uses mind whammy powers to get his victims to sit on his lap so he can drink his snack in comfort. His powers makes humans go into a blank state with no memory of anything happening afterwards. One night Eddie meets Steve and Eddie's not even hungry Steve is just so hot and smells so good that he has to have a taste. He invites Steve to his booth at a club or whatever, and Steve happily agrees. Once there Eddie commands Steve to straddle his lap. Steve enthusiastically does so. Eddie bites him, and Steve moans. Mind whammied people don't have any emotion or feel anything, so Eddie pulls away in shock. Steve pouts at him for stopping. Turns out Steve is immune to mind powers but is Very Down to be kinky with the hottest guy he's ever seen.

And then they fuck about it.

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Jason: *preaching about how “users are losers” and that “smoking the devil’s lettuce is a sin” during a pep rally*

Eddie: *gives him this look knowing damn well that Jason is going to smoke weed with him after school*

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Second ever time drawing a side profile and i do Harringrove. Who’s shocked. Tell me what you think!

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Ngl, I thought these two could have some potential together...

Like bro HE was the one who chose HER in the mingle game, then he sat next to her and mother son after this game, then in the killing special game they hid together under the bed, then he was fascinated how she taught men to use the gun and helped each other in the rebellion...

Like imagine if...imagine if... she managed to survive the 4th game and Gyeong managed to somehow find Hyun ju to just get out together without anyone noticing them disappearing in the bathroom and escaping. Both wearing guard suits and so on and on...Idk man I'm delusional.. plus I doubt Hyun ju would just easily abandon her friends... especially after Jun hee giving birth... I'm again... delusional

I was robbed so badly like an idiot 😀🔫

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I yearn for a fix it fic where reader and Hyun-ju run away to Thailand together with their combined winnings

Love Is a Gentle Thing

AAAAAHHHHHH thank you for requesting her omg i love this woman

Warnings: Angst and hurt, but there will be comfort!!

Distance was to be expected. After everything you two had been through together, there was bound to be some distance, even with your pretty house and all the money you'd both won together. Even with the happy ending you'd both earned for yourselves. You just didn't think she'd isolate herself like this, going for long hikes through the woods surrounding your home or locking herself in the bathroom for hours on end. It was starting to worry you. No, it was starting to scare you.

Clearly it was hard for her, accepting that all of those future plans you'd both made with the other players during the games wouldn't come true. You knew she was struggling to cope with their deaths, blaming herself at every turn, refusing to let you so much as reject her ideas that she was the one at fault for it all. So far, bringing up any of that just led to arguments between you. Ones that only left you in tears and her distancing herself even more. So, as bad of an idea as it was, you let her have her distance. Tried to help her from afar.

Well, you tried. You could only watch her torture herself for so long.

Like always, your shared home was quiet. Hyun-ju was gone when you woke up, leaving an empty space in your bed shaped just like her, the blankets tucked around you like she couldn't stop herself from taking care of you. No matter how angry or hurt she was.

You walked through the hallway from your bedroom, wearing one of her shirts and some sweatpants, solely to feel close to her again. To smell her on the fabric. Bare feet tapping against the floor, you stopped in front of the bathroom door, knowing she was still inside. Still suffering on her own. Biting your lip, you raised a hesitant fist, knocking on the door and calling to her through the wood.

"Hey. You ok in there?" As expected, you didn't get an answer. You shuffled awkwardly on your feet, waiting, counting down the seconds until she responded to you. Knowing that she wouldn't. For a long moment, you stood there and simply waited. Until you couldn't anymore. You refused to let her do this to herself any longer. So, you raised your fist and knocked again. Louder. "Open the door please. You can't keep locking yourself in there."

Silence, broken by a muffled sigh. Then, to your surprise, the doorknob turns and you find her face on the other side of a small crack. Mascara tears pouring down her cheeks, her hand coming up to wipe them away, only to leave smear marks all over her skin. Your expression softened and all you could feel was a heaviness in your chest.

"Come on." You urged, gently taking her larger hand in your own and tugging for her to follow you. Hyun-ju reluctantly gave in, allowing you to guide her to the living room. You sat her down on the plush couch, grabbed a fluffy blanket from beside her, wrapping it around her shoulders before pressing a tender kiss to her temple. Her lips tightened, holding back what you could only assume was a ramble of all the things she'd been feeling. How awfully she viewed herself.

Taking a seat beside her, you rested your head on her shoulder, taking her hand in your own and rubbing your thumbs along the back of it. Trying to comfort her in the only way you knew how. Hyun-ju gave your hands a gentle squeeze in response. You both sat in silence, basking in the peace and quiet of your home, the lack of gunshots and screams that plagued your worst nightmares.

"You don't have to hide from me," You finally spoke. Just like that, tension returned, Hyun-ju's body stiffening beside yours. Realizing that she really had been pushing you away, yet not quite being ready to address it. "You know that, right? That I'm always gonna be here for you?"

"I know." She mumbled, finally mumbled, her words muffled slightly by your hair that she currently had her face buried in. Her voice cracked slightly, giving away the sheer emotion she was feeling. You swallowed thickly.

"Good. I'm not trying to be suffocating, but this isn't..." You trailed off, trying to piece your words together carefully. You lifted your head from her shoulder, turning your body slightly, looking into her eyes as you spoke again. "I need you. I know you're going through so much, and I know it's a lot for you to handle, but I need you to be here. With me."

Her eyes find yours. Dark, puffy, red surrounding her irises. Tears dripping down her cheeks, dripping off of her jaw. You sigh softly, bringing a hand up to wipe her face clean, trying to rub away the smudged mascara. You open your mouth to speak again, but she beats you to it.

"I don't deserve to have you here with me," Her voice is soft, defeated. Filled with so much misery it makes your heart wrench. "I let them die. They're all gone and-"

"Please don't say that," You interrupt, voice soothing, but just as tired as she is. Tired of hurting, tired of yearning. Tired of watching and doing nothing. "You did everything you could to get them out of there, but there's only so much you can do. You can't hold those expectations for yourself, baby, it's not fair to you."

Despite your exhaustion, your words are genuine. No frustration, no anger, no resentment. Just care and love. Hyun-ju's eyes fill with more tears, so you pepper kisses along her cheeks, tasting the salt and ink on her skin.

"I'm sorry. It's just so hard and I feel like I failed them." Your chest ached in a way that brought tears to your own eyes. Gentle, tender, you rub your thumbs across her cheeks, cradling her face in your hands. Scooting closer to her, just so she could feel your presence. So she could know you were there for her.

"You didn't fail anyone. You did everything you could and I'm sure they appreciate it," You remind her, eyes darting down to her hands. Hands you remembered being covered in blood during the Hide and Seek game. The memory made you wince, your eyes coming back to her face. "You deserve to be here, Hyun-ju."

Just like that, she broke. Her face was buried in your shoulder, strong arms wrapping around you, holding you close. You sobbed with her. Clung to her, yet feeling overjoyed at the fact that she was finally relying on you. Finally talking to you.

You both stayed there for awhile. Crying, kissing, holding each other in your arms. Eventually, it led to you lying on your back with her on top of you, her head resting on your chest while you played with her hair. Her body was finally relaxed, limp against yours, snuggling with you to finally let herself feel something other than guilt and shame.

"I love you." You reminded her. There was a pause, a hesitation, solely because she couldn't believe your words were true. Not until now.

"I love you, too."

hope you guys enjoyed!! more fics coming soon, gonna work on making them a little longer <3