#and that’s why he screams at max ‘kill him you need to finish him’

[petrichormore]

Also I just had a Thought about ElQuackity’s second death.

We know that cc!Bad really wanted q!Bad to lose a life in the explosion, and therefore to some extent q!Bad also wanted to die but…

But Bad wasn’t holding a totem like ElQuackity was and well, a totem presumably repairs any lethal damage done to its user’s body - just enough to keep them living and nothing more - so ElQuackity must’ve still been heavily injured and near deaf from being blown sky high even after popping a totem.

But Bad wasn’t holding a totem, and he also got caught in the middle of the explosion alongside ElQuackity - the difference is that none of the wounds Bad sustained healed at all. Bad survived the initial explosion on 2 hearts (which is insane) and then was attacked by ElQuackity who brought him down to half a heart - HALF A HEART - before Max finished him off. One more hit and Bad would’ve gone down, and I don’t think ElQuackity would’ve given him the chance to get back up.

Except as ElQuackity was slowly but surely killing him, Bad barely fought back. He swings his sword half-heartedly a couple times, but out of those attempts he misses quite a few.

My Thought? Maybe it wasn’t just that q!Bad wanted to sacrifice himself and that’s why he didn’t fight back as q!ElQuackity ignored q!Max in favor of trying to kill him - maybe it was because he physically couldn’t defend himself. Maybe he was too injured, maybe there was blood in his eyes and he couldn’t see. Maybe he couldn’t hear past the ringing of his ears and couldn’t think past the spinning of his head. Maybe it was all he could do to stumble backwards away from q!ElQuackity (which he does if you watch his POV - he stands there stunned in the aftermath and then turns just in time to see q!ElQuackity slam into him).

Maybe it was all he could do to just blindly call out to q!Max for help and hope he heard it.

[dantakeyoman]

You Want Your Avatar To Become Fully Na’vi, But Neteyam Is Firmly Against It (SFW / Slight-Angst)

Reader is Fem! Avatar

CW: Angry Neteyam, he means well, he’s just scared :’), reader is in her avatar body during argument, things for the humans of Pandora aren’t doing so great, this was NOT meant to take this long, i dont think this came out well

“Absolutely not! It is out of the question!” Neteyam harshly dismissed, turning his back on you.

“Neteyam, you are only looking at the possible downsides. I-.” “I do not find your death a downside, (y/n),” he cut off, whipping back around in anger.

He could not believe you were suggesting this, knowing how he felt about the subject.

You wanted to make the change, to ask Eywa to bond your human soul with your Na’vi avatar.

But there was no guarantee that the Great Mother would accept this request. 

In fact, it was highly likely that she would deny it, taking you to join her sooner than planned.

Like so many had before you.

“Well, living in my human body is not much different from death, is it?” you huffed, angrily crossing your arms.

“Do not talk like that,” Neteyam glared, pointing a warning finger at you, saying Eywa forbid in his head for good measure.

“It’s true! I am a human, Neteyam! Living on a planet where anything and everything can kill me! My bones aren’t reinforced with carbon like you!” you burst, throwing your hands up in frustration.

“All it takes is one misstep, one wrong move, one place I’m in at the wrong time. And I’m done. Finished.”

“I will protect you, then! But there is no way I can let you go through with this!” Neteyam exclaimed, his eyes having the tiniest flicker of...something.

It was fear.

This conversation was truly frightening him. 

You seemed dead set on this, not budging a single inch even after the screaming match you two had been having for the past hour.

“There is no guarantee that you will survive the transfer.”

“There is no guarantee that you will be there every time I need saving,” you countered, sharply.

“I WILL BE!”

“BUT WHAT IF YOU WON-?!”

“KEHE!” he loudly hissed, silencing you mid-sentence.

You looked at him, blankly. Shocked.

He had never hissed at you before.

“I will not listen to this any longer,” he said darkly, turning around and getting ready to walk out.

You could not let the argument end like this. 

And you knew you had to share with him what you had found out from the scientists.

"There’s been talk, Neteyam,” you started, the Na’vi boy stopping in his tracks.

He was listening.

“I overheard Norm and Max talking about the oxygen tanks that were left over from the first Great War. They said that they can only last for so long. And with no way to replenish them, they’re guessing we only have about a year and a half of air left before it completely runs out.”

Neteyam’s eyes shot wide as he turned around, looking at you nervously.

Fearfully.

“That is why I have been so persistent with this. If I do not make the transfer, I will either be sent back to Earth-.” You paused, swallowing the lump in your throat.

“Or I will die.”

The horrible word sent Neteyam’s head spinning, his mind already coming up with images of you laying on the forest ground, gasping for air that was no longer there.

Both options were unbearable.

Your death was obviously out of the question. But going back to Earth? 

He’d never see you again. 

You’d go back to living with your people. And no doubt some human man would try to sweep you off your feet.

The very thought made his blood boil, and his heart burn.

Not you. Not his love.

He didn’t think he could physically function without you by his side.

Who would braid his hair? Who would cuddle him when he was tired? Who would help patch his wounds after battle?

The poor boy was so lost in his imaginary grief, that he didn’t even notice to walk up to him, until you cupped his cheek in your hand.

“Do you see now? The choice is death now, or death later-.” “Please,” Neteyam stopped you, pleadingly, his voice cracking as he rested his forehead on yours.

“Do not speak like that. Do not bring those pictures into my head.”

You sighed, allowing your thumb to caress his cheek as you placed a feather-light kiss on his lips.

“I will not go through it without your blessing, my Neteyam,” you assured, giving him a sad smile.

If Neteyam did not feel comfortable with you making the transition, then you would respect his wishes. 

Neteyam took a deep breath, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you into a tight hug.

“You promise you will come back to me?” he asked, muffled as he lowered his face into the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent.

You cheesed, a small chuckle escaping your lips.

“I do not believe Eywa brought us together if she did not plan for me to.”

...

“Tìng mikun ayoheru rutxe, ma Nawma Sa’nok!” Mo’at exclaimed to the People, the Sully family, and the entire clan connected to the Soul Tree.

“Srung si poeru, ma Eywa,” the clan chanted in unison, the bioluminescent ground pulsing on beat.

You, and your avatar body, lay naked at the base of the tree, unconscious as the undergrowth made tsaheylu with the nape of both your necks.

Neteyam kneeled nervously before you, saying his own quiet prayer to Eywa for your good health.

To everyone else, he seemed surprisingly calm about this, as if the whole ceremony didn’t faze him in the slightest.

But on the inside, he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

If you were to die, he didn’t think he could take it.

He wasn’t strong enough.

When he watched the beautiful eyes of your human body shut, it felt as if his heart was being ripped out.

What if that was the last time he could look into them? 

His hands shook as he continued, the only one seeming to notice being his mother.

She knew how she felt.

She was in his exact place at one time. Years ago.

“Pori tireati, munge mì nga,” Mo’at walked over to your human body, shaking her hands above you.

“Srung si poeru, ma Eywa,” the clan chanted in unison.

“ulte tìng ayoer nì’eyng ngeyä ya!” she shifted to your avatar, shaking her hands above her as well.

“Srung si poeru, ma Eywa,” the clan chanted in unison.

“Tivìran po ayoekip,” Mo’at held her hands up to the air.

“Srung si poeru, ma Eywa,” the clan chanted in unison.

“Na Na’viyä hapxì!” she shouted, whipping her hands out to the People.

“Eo Eywa oe’ia. Eo Eywa oe’ia. Eo Eywa oe’ia.”

Mo’at’s eyes rolled in the back of her head as she continued to chant, Neteyam practically sweating bullets.

It’d be quite a funny sight if the stakes weren’t so high.

“Lu hasey!” she shouted, silencing the crowd.

The ceremony was done.

Quickly, Neteyam crouched over you, carefully removing the oxygen mask from your face and placing it next to you.

He leaned down, placing two, gentle kisses on each of your eyelids.

You looked so peaceful.

Moving over to your avatar, he carefully caressed her face, looking down at her so lovingly.

Don’t get him wrong, your human body was beautiful. One of the prettiest he’s ever seen.

But when it came to your avatar.....well....let’s just say your features, and a Na’vi woman’s features, mix very well.

“Please wake up, my love. I am right here. I am waiting for you,” he encouraged, raising your hand to his cheek as he sadly smiled.

He knew passing through the Eye of Eywa was very tiring, but he would be there to cheer you on the whole way.

And just like that, you gasped, your eyes snapping open.

The entire clan went up in uproarious cheers.

This was the first time the transfer had worked in a long time.

“My (y/n)!” Neteyam sighed, relieved as he pulled you into a bone-crushing hug.

He was at the brink of tears.

He was so, so proud of you.

That’s right. His soon-to-be mate was the one that survived. 

She was a strong, beautiful, and tough woman, Na’vi or not.

“It....worked!” you looked down at yourself, turning over your hands to get a good look at them.

I had truly worked. You were Na’vi now.

And you had seen Eywa.

Oh, she was so gorgeous. Her beauty was divine, and beyond complete comprehension, but she was still soft and kind, like that of a mother.

You would have to tell Neteyam all about it when you got a chance.

Speak of the devil.

“Neteyam!” you squealed as the boy quickly scooped you up bridal style, turning to the clan with a smirk on his face.

“AUAUAUAUAUAUAUAU!” he ululated happily, holding you close as he paraded you down the aisle, his smile nearly blinding you.

You laughed, wrapping our arms around his neck as the people of the clan cheered, some letting out their own shouts of joy.

As you two approached his ikran, you smirked, sitting yourself down on the saddle.

“I told you I would make it back,” you teased, earning a playful eye roll from the warrior as he hopped on behind you.

“I am happy you proved me wrong,” he smirked, turning your chin with his thumb and index, landing a passionate kiss on your lips.

It was the type to leave you breathless when you separated.

Which it did.

As you stared at him, stupidly...lovingly. He smiled, a small chuckle escaping his lips.

“What am I going to do with you?”

...

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im happy that you liked my previous lestappen hunger games au🥳🥳🥳 and asked for a part of it. it is alive purely because of you, so enjoy!!

******

Charles got picked when he was just 12 years old. It was rare for a tribute to be that young but it happened sometimes.

Jules volunteered for him that year. He could've been 18 the following month but he stayed 17 forever. Charles would always remeber staying up all night to pray for him.

Charles would forever remeber seeing another tribute slashing his throat with a sword.

The whole 10th district mourned his death that day, raising a finger to the sky, pointing to the place where all people went. He was a caring and passionate guy. Even some other districts said their sorries. He was loved by everyone. And by Charles the most.

In just 5 years Arthur was picked. And Charles knew exactly what he needed to do.

The Capitol played his life as a tragic story of a boy who repayed his debt by volunteering himself for his little brother. He knew that Jules didn't want that, but he also knew that Arthur was too small and scared to be a tribute.

He won his games.

He portrayed the role of an innocent brother with angelic face and a pure goal. He wanted to believe the lies that the Capitol made him play. But everyone saw how Markus, a boy from district 4, died. With a dagger in his heart.

Charles was always good with daggers and knives. In his district he was terrible at caring for animals that his family was all looking after. But he was extremely good with skinning and preparing the meat to be sent to the Capitol. He used his skills well during his games.

He never had nightmares. But he saw traits of lost tributes in faces of all people.

Charles lived peacefully for 6 years.

He was more or less lucky with how the Capitol treated him afterwards. He was well aware of how pretty looking tributes ended up. But his role was to motivate all the districts to behave. They filmed a lot of videos with him that they called 'promotional'. To show what happened to people who disobeyed and to people who behaved themselves.

Charles was sick of doing all these lies, but it was better then being a toy for some moneybags.

After 6 years the 75th Hunger Games were announced. The Third Quarter Quell.

There were only three male winners from District 10. Sebastian and Kimi. And Charles.

Charles was picked again. He said his goodbyes to his family.

He was aware that these games would be different and he knew that he won't walk out of them alive. He at least was happy that Sebastian agreed to be his mentor this time too.

******

Max was born to win. That's what his father always said. He was trained all his early childhood to become a winner of the games.

That's why as soon as he turned legal age he volunteered.

His father pressured him into the games and never helped. Max was lucky to have Daniel as his mentor.

He won his first games of course. The youngest winner ever and with a record of most tributes eliminated.

He'd thought that he'd never have nightmares. But now he knew.

Max was just 13 when he won, but as soon as he started to understand the world he knew that he was doomed.

Doomed ro relive memories of his father's puppet.

Max dreamed of his snowy arena. Of all 12 kids that he killed with his axe. Of their distorted faces and hoarse screams. He never wanted to fall asleep again.

After the games he continued to study in the academy to be a peacekeeper. He wanted ro do at least something good. He finished with the highest grades and best results. He was offered a position as a Head Peacekeeper. He chose District 10.

He saw people from District 10 selebrate its win when that boy returned home. He saw them raising a finger to the sky. 'The chosen one'. That's how they called him. Charles.

Max saw him sometimes. When he went to the central fair or left to the Victor's Village. He saw how people treated him. Like a son or a close friend. And he treated them the same.

He was their victor.

All winners had perks and Max saw how he gave them all away to people of his district.

Max had to suppress his inner urge to reach out for him. To ask if he felt the same way.

Like a broken tool that no longer had a purpose to serve

Probably he didn't. He helped his people. And Max was a peacekeeper, wearing a mask to hide his face that's outlined by all the deaths that he'd caused.

He tried to reduce people's suffering.

He was a peacekeeper for 8 years.

When the time of the 75th Hunger Games came closer, Max knew about the Third Quater Quell and how it would be like.

There were a lot of winners to compete for District 2, but during the reaping Daniel was chosen. Max didn't doubt that Daniel would've won the quill, but Max saw the trace that the games had left on him. He saw how the games had treated him. He knew Daniel's story.

Max volunteered again.

Long time ago he cared about himself. But he didn't anymore.

He saw that boy from District 10 being chosen too.

******

Daniel was born in District 2, but his parents weren't.

He never felt like he fit with all the others.

Since young age he had to attend the academy to train there like every child of the second district muct do. He always hated it.

He read once in some old book from the library a phrase that made him understand what he felt. 'Like a bird in a cage'. His 6 year old self was very impressed.

Daniel liked all his survival classes, the ones that didn't include murders. All of his classmates hated them.

He was never like the others. When he first got to his class he tried to make friends. That's what his parents advised him to do. He tried to smile and tell stupid jokes, to share home-made food with the others and help them study. He tried to be himself.

But it never quite worked.

Everyone laughed at him and not with him. They pointed at him, calling him 'a dumb weirdo'. They took his food away and threw it in a garbage bin. They locked him in storage rooms to skip classes that caused him a lot of warnings and later detentions.

Daniel tried not to notice them but he couldn't. He spent most of his life in the academy with bruises on all his body parts and tears on his cheeks. He knew that he was not like the others but he didn't think that he was so difficult that people can't be in the same room as him.

Until he turned 17.

All students from the academy had a queue for games. Everyone fought to have a chance to win the games. And when the reaping started someone from the list of volunteers would go.

Daniel was picked for the 64th Hunger Games. He thought that someone from the careers would volunteer as they always did. But everybody kept silent.

It felt like a death sentence.

His mentor was Mark. He was fun and helpful. He advised to make friends.

On the first meeting with tributes Daniel decided that he liked only Jev from District 8 and Jules from District 10. They were both nice and didn't laugh at his attempts to be nice too. It was the first time that he thought he could have a friend.

It didn't last long.

Jev was one of the first to get eliminated. Daniel and Jules tried to stay together. But one day into the games they had to part ways to get food and water.

The next time Daniel saw him was with a sword slashing his throat.

He tried to heal the wound but his knowledge wasn't enough.

Before Jules passed away he gave Daniel his lucky charm - a small wooden statuette of a bird. Daniel wouldn later return it to his godson.

Daniel won the games. He knew that nobody from his district expected that.

The following year he decided to become a mentor. For 13 year old Max.

Max was always angry with his bright icy eyes shining with rage. But he also wasn't like others.

He was one of the careers, but Daniel didn't see their traits in him. Max didn't want to win for glory and pride.

He just wanted to make his dad happy with him.

Daniel tried to teach him how to live in this world. He tried to make him realise that he didn't need to kill all 23 of tributes for his dad to be happy with his son. He tried to make him feel better. He tried to joke and make him laugh as all early teenagers his age should do.

And he felt pretty cool when he succeeded in that, hearing his small laugh with a shy smile.

He knew that the boy liked him but he didn't know what to do.

And then Max won his games.

He stood there on the podium with a prideful expression on his face, but all Daniel saw were his empty eyes filled with something.

And Daniel was well aware what was that something. He saw it in himself every time he looked in the mirror.

Daniel tried to reach out when Max told him that he's going to be a peacekeeper. They even met sometimes when he was still studying in the academy.

After Max graduated he was sent to District 10 to serve there. And Daniel tried to still talk to him. Even when Max was very busy with his duties they called each other. And Daniel was always happy to hear his voice.

Daniel made friends among other winners. He had Lewis and Sebastian. But there was still something about Max that made Daniel care.

The next time they saw each other was right before the reaping for the Quarter Quell. All of the victors from District 2 were in the same hall, and there were a lot of them.

Daniel barely recognized Max with all the years that they spent apart. He looked broad and tall, even taller then Daniel. Nothing like a 13 year old boy that had won the games. His face was completely different, a strong jaw and no chubby cheeks.

But his eyes. They were still empty.

They shared an awkward hug and Daniel felt too good in his arms. He wished they could stay together for longer.

And he felt fine until his name was called.

He was picked.

Almost third of all the winners were from District 2, so Daniel thought that he wouldn't be in the games again.

He didn't have the time to think because Max volunteered.

When he looked at Daniel his face didn't hold a trace of uncertainty. He looked calm and sure. And his beautiful eyes flickered with something. But it wasn't the same something as after his games. It was something different.

And in a week he found himself in the same situation like 10 years ago.

Helping Max win.

******

Sebastian though he was a good mentor.

He took this role after his win at the 61st Hunger Games. He was the second male victor from District 2.

Kimi was a good mentor too. He was always calm and confident. Sometimes he felt distant but Seb never had a feeling that he didn't care about his tributes.

Sebastial saw a lot of good children that competed in the games. He saw all of them die.

He was a mentor for 8 years until he met Charles.

Everyone in District 10 knew Charles. His family had one of the biggest farms and Charles was extremely skilled with daggers. And everyone knew his story.

Sebastian still remembered mentoring Jules.

For Charles he decided to go for a sad story. That's how they can get more sponsors.

Charles was a pretty good actor and quickly understood what worked the best to get a reaction from the audience. He played well with his adoring face and big eyes.

Even before the games started they had enough donations for Seb to sent him daggers as a sponsor dift, so he didn't need to fight for the weapons.

And Charles won.

It wasn't something that Sebastian was surprised about. But he didn't think that he'd ever experience some kind of happiness. And here it was.

They both lived in Victor's Village. It was almost empty except for 5 houses that were also occupied by Kimi, Silvia and Lily. Both women preferred to live in the Capitol, so usually there were only three of them.

They even met every day for dinners together. It could get lonely sometimes.

Kimi had a family. A beautiful wife and two amazing kids. Seb loved them.

He didn't understand how Kimi could live knowing that his children might go through the same thing in the future. Seb knew that he didn't want kids because he wouldn't be able to live if one of them was picked for the games.

Sebastian waited for the Third Quarter Quell.

When it was announced Charles said that he would go for them if he or Kimi were chosen.

It wasn't necessary. Charles' name was called.

Sebastian knew that it was his duty to protect him.

They decided on the same strategy. Play nice and innocent for the sponsors.

When asked about alliance, Charles said that he wanted Carlos and Max. Seb would've advised on Lewis. But knowing that Nico from District 1 was participating, he would be too occupied fighting his biggest enemy.

Sebastian thought that Carlos was a good option. He was strong and not that arrogant. His help would be great.

But Max was different.

Even though Seb trusted Daniel who said that he was good, he still wasn't so sure.

Max was always quite complicated. He was too aggressive and forward, and despite everything that Daniel told him Seb didn't like him.

The games started in no time.

Charles knew their strategy well. He teamed with Carlos as soon as everything started.

They ran together.

They did pretty good during the first couple of days. Even succeeded in stealing an axe for Carlos and a knife for Charles.

This time the arena was a forest and it got pretty cold fast. They had to help each other.

They found a beautiful lake and a well-hidden cave nearby. There was also a small field with a lot of growing poppies that made it look as it was cowered in drops of blood.

On the first day near the lake Carlos made a small bouquet of them and gave it to Charles.

Sebastian thought that they were a good team. Trusting each other. He saw that something was growing between them.

Until one day Carlos got a spiked arrow in his right shoulder.

Everyone understood that he wouldn't be able to walk out alive.

Sebastian saw Charles trying to help him with all his herbalism skills, Seb himself sent them some good ointment to heal the wound. But it still wasn't helping.

He saw Carlos screaming in agony and Charles crying over his feverish body. Carlos begging Charles to kill him and end his suffering.

They all saw Charles putting his knife on Carlos' throat, choking on tears.

Charles buried him near the shore of the lake, filling his grave with bright red poppies.

The next day Charles decided to go search for the others. He packed all his things and took Carlos' axe. He was shit at working with it but it was his only great weapon as his knife had become dull. And he still remembered some of the tips that Max had shared with him during their training out of the blue.

He walked the whole day and thought that he wouldn't see anyone. But just as the sun set he saw a flicker of light in the distance. As he quickly and quietly approached the bonfire, holding the axe at ready, he noticed him. It was Max.

And Max noticed him too.

"I don't want to kill you", Charles said.

And Max answered, "I don't want to kill you either".

They were awkward at first but Max reached to his backpack and pulled three daggers. "They might suit you better then me. I have no idea what to do with them".

Charles took the gift and decided to give Carlos' axe away in return.

They didn't sleep at night, not really trusting each other yet, and talked. And appeared that they had a lot in common.

Sebastian saw all of this.

He just hoped that it wouldn't end up terrible. And that he wouldn't need to mourn another friend.

[amazingmsme]

do you have hcs (tkl related or not) for Ruth and Richie? they’re such an underrated duo!

Omg I love these dorks sooo much! They’re such a dynamic duo ok, they’re a package deal!

I feel like they probably met when they were really young & both were lonely & in need of a friend. Like walk up on the playground “you wanna be friends?” “Yeah!” type of deal

Ruth was lowkey worried Richie wouldn’t be her friend anymore when he started hanging out with Pete but she realized she didn’t have to worry

As kids they’d play wild make believe games with game of thrones level plot

Ruth lowkey has a crush on Richie but she lowkey has a crush on everyone she’s so FUCKING thirsty

Just because they’re besties doesn’t mean they don’t fight like cats & dogs about anything they can think of ok it’s like a sport for them

Even tho Richie has been dubbed most ticklish he still manages to wreck her way more than she does. He’s overall more bold than she is, especially once Max was gone & he got a confidence boost. He just loves to sneak attack & she day dreams a LOT so she never sees it coming. & it’s so cute because later she’ll try to get him back & has to try & talk herself up to do it but then she gets nervous he’s just gonna flip it back on her & she backs out. She has to wait until the perfect moment is gifted to her

Ruth is much more of an opportunistic, spur of the moment type of ler, so she’ll get him when he’s stretching or trying to reach for something. Lord help him if he gets stuck in his hoodie & she’s anywhere near

She’s absolutely the reason why the football team found out he’s ticklish. He was in his mascot uniform & reached up to take off the head & she tickled under his arms & he actually screamed. & now they’re all very interested & this is Ruth’s first real chance to actually TALK to the football team so of course she’s throwing Richie’s ass under the bus!

She’s a thoughtful friend tho so she makes sure to warn them about his asthma & to “take breaks if they really wanna have fun with it” & Richie wants to kill her because wtf that’s his fucking scapegoat & she took that away too!

So some time later he manages to rope Kyle & Jason into helping with his revenge. (He guilt trips them into it & says it’s the least they could do for him after ganging up on him & that they’re a team now & teams stick together fucking bro pack mentality)

He literally plans it out & they come up to them while they’re talking in the hall during a free period or something & “thank” her for the useful information & she’s all blushy & stuttery like “o-oh you’re welcome! I-it was no problem, really” & Kyle’s like “that’s why we’d like to return the favor 😊” & she’s just like “w-what?” all confused & Jason kinda feels bad for what they’re about to do (not really tho) so he’s like “sorry, but Richie sold you out” & before he’s even finished talking Kyle already has her trapped in a hug & before she can even try to beg or talk her way out of this she’s laughing. & she’s freaking tf out because it’s so much physical attention from hot guys but at the same time she feels like she wants to crawl out of her skin, crawl under a rock & die. Hands down the most flustered she’s ever been in her fucking life, she couldn’t function normally for the rest of the day!

During movie nights, they argue about what they should watch & then end up snuggling together on the couch 15 minutes later. At some point during the movie a tickle fight WILL break out

Ruth doesn’t like pickles, so Richie is the one to take them when they’re on her food

She doesn’t really like sour things in general very much, meanwhile Richie loves them! He’s pulled a few pranks on her with extreme sour candy & she falls for it every time & she pouts about it til he apologizes

That’s all I got for now, but I absolutely adore them!

[zaevauhm]

Rain Drabble

you’re an f1 driver, partnered up with lewis, a crash happens that brings you close to your biggest rival

word count 1.5k

mentions of accidents + sex

sidenote: this was a dream I had a year ago, and my friend asked me to write it all out ahhahshs,

i am not a max fan (dont necessarily dislike him either) but yeah, enjoy my loves

Rain. Lots of it was pouring down, straight into the Red Bull Ring. Completely zoned out, you watched it pour down the windows, as the last fans with worried expressions on their faces were making their way out of the circuit. You were sitting in a conference room, Lewis to your left and Max to your right. Christian and Toto fighting each other right in front of you. What were they even yelling so hard for? And why couldn’t you stay with the medics for a little longer, again? It felt like your head was slowly being ripped from your body. The pain was starting to kick in badly, as the adrenaline wore off. Still, it felt like you would pass out any minute by now. It was so hard to keep your eyes open.

There had been an accident, either Max or Lewis, your teammate, had squeezed you into the wall at a certain point, without a thing you could have done about it. Numb and frozen in those milliseconds, you allowed the car to fly into the wall at 250 km/h, you in it.

Toto was furious, banging the table in front of you, having Lewis trying to calm him down. ‘’This is completely unacceptable! It is obvious that your boy is the one who caused it, Christian, just look at the fucking footage!’’ He ranted and ranted. You noticed an apologetic Max opening his mouth, before immediately being shut down by his team principal, with nothing more than a face that screamed thunder. ‘’That nearly fucking killed my driver, Christian. Measures need to be taken. It can’t go on like this. I can’t send her out again, risking her life in every lap just because your boy doesn’t know how to keep his distance.’’

It felt as if the meeting took hours, your pains only increasing. Lewis gestured for you to lean against him, but it was the last thing that you wanted. Your on-off relationship with your teammate was something you’d rather forget about, completely. He wanted to keep you a secret, so be it. As you stared back out of the windows, you noticed that Max caught your eyes. You stared him dead in the eyes, for a moment before he whispered to you softly. ‘’I’m really sorry.’’

‘’I know.’’ You gestured, beneath your breath.

Lewis noticed, as he was watching your every movement. He leaned back in his chair, obviously displeased by the fact that there was any communication between you and your rival. You couldn’t care less about his feelings at this point.

Finally, several hours later, you were released of everything. You had showered, changed, and took some more pain killers. It was nighttime by now, the circuit dimmed. Most drivers were inside of their motorhomes, resting or still having brief conversations.

You walked by yourself, keeping your eyes on the ground, holding a water bottle under your right arm, squeezing it against your ribs, as well as your medical files. You were feeling completely drained, tired, wanting nothing more than to lay your head down and sleep for days. The soreness in your back and neck was almost unbearable. You took your phone out, 11:39 PM. 8 Missed calls, Lewis. You locked your phone again and put it back in the back pocket of your jeans.

You got interrupted from your thoughts as someone bumped into you, quite roughly. ‘’Watch where you’re going you piece of…’’ You couldn’t finish your sentence as you noticed who was in front of you. Broad shoulders, a bit taller than you, piercing blue eyes staring you down. Max.

‘’You pushing me into the wall just doesn’t do it for you, huh? You had to make sure to knock me over here as well.’’ Your tone dead serious, although you didn’t mean to come across as angry, not necessarily. It was too late anyway, and frankly, he deserved it.

‘’I thought you weren’t mad at me anymore.’’

You raised one eyebrow at the Red Bull driver, utterly confused. ‘’Just watch where you’re going next time, you might actually keep us alive.’’ You spilled, before walking off towards your motorhome.

‘’Y/N.’’ A voice echoed right behind you, as you walked up the stairs, about to enter through the front door. It was almost completely dark at this part of the circuit. Without a single soul in sight, the familiar voice startled you. ‘’What do you want from me?’’ You looked over your shoulder, down at him.

You had never actually spoken to him, nor did he ever linger in your mind. You didn’t know him at all, why was he suddenly following you around? He had already apologized, after all.

‘’May I?’’ He asked, waiting for your permission to follow you up the stairs. You nodded, still zoned out, as he slowly walked towards you, before standing awfully close in front of you. Was he trying to intimidate you? If so, it was slightly working.

‘’I wanted to apologize.’’

‘’You already have, Max. It’s fine.’’ You tried to shake him, but he wouldn’t have it.

‘’Properly.’’

Your eyes widened, as you knew exactly what he meant. Was he being serious?

He took all of your stuff out of your hands and placed it on the table next to your door.

Slowly, he made his way back towards you. Step by step, you stepped back until your back was leaning against the glass window of your motorhome. His breath was awfully close to your neck now, sending shivers down your back. What was it about him?

You gasped when you felt his lips touch your bare neck, as if you hadn’t been touched for years. He took his head back, examining you, smiling at you devilishly. He was everything Lewis wasn’t. The polar opposite, in fact. Maybe that was it? Maybe you longed for something different, after years of being with Lewis in secret. Well, he was willing to give it to you.

He allowed himself to come close to you again. ‘’Does that feel good?’’ He whispers onto your lips, making you smile a little. ‘’Yes.’’ You just noticed how big he was in comparison to yourself, his body was blocking any view you had before by now.

He grabbed your waist and pulled you closer onto him, gently squeezing you in the process. He slowly made his way to your chest, leaving a trail of kisses as he went down, before releasing you from your jeans, your phone falling down with it. He looked up at you, asking for permission again before pressing soft kisses onto your thighs. His eyes sparkled something in you, that left you wanting him to do with you as he pleased.

He continued kissing your thighs, before gently pulling your string to the side, leaving you filled with anticipation. You were surprised to learn that he actually knew what he was doing. You felt his tongue drawing circles around your entrance, soft moans leaving your mouth as your hands were clinging to the glass behind you. Did you just hear something move inside of your home? He lifted his head up a little, licking you from entrance to top, making your legs weak. Suddenly, he got up, roughly turning you around and pushing your face onto the glass, pulling your arms behind you. You gasped. ‘’So this is what it’s like to be Hamilton.’’ His voice was filled with anger. You gasped within yourself. The fact that he knew, somehow, was something that couldn’t bother you at that moment. You wanted more. He entered you with two of his fingers, deeply, making you curve your ass up towards him. You moaned, leaning your head back against his shoulder. ‘’This is what he gets to taste, huh?’’ He whispered into your neck, making you even weaker. He stopped his movements, forcing you to answer him. ‘’Tell me.’’

‘’Yes.’’ You moaned, shyly. For sure your cheeks were bright red by now. The mixture of pleasure with the amount of pain killers and medication the medics had pumped you full of, left you in a strange, unknown state of mind. You loved being touched by him, somebody other than Lewis. He shook you from your thoughts as he sped up, getting you close to the point of orgasming right there. Your phone was staring right at you, lingering on the floor, as Lewis’ caller ID was shown on the screen. It just made you feel shyer than ever, the fact that two men wanted you more than anything, at the same time. And which men… They hated eachothers’ guts. ‘’Are you going to listen to me?’’ His voice filled the atmosphere around you. You nodded, slowly. ‘’I want to see you cum.’’ He whispered as you saw him looking down in the reflection, to your phone. You did, Max holding you firmly, feeling how weak he had gotten you. It felt as if you got your senses back, right there in that moment, leaving you confused and wanting to run. ‘’I’m sorry, I have to go inside.’’ You stumbled, as he grabbed you by your arms, making you face him. ‘’It’s okay, you don’t owe me anything. I just wanted to make you feel good. Also, no one is hearing about this.’’

‘’Okay.’��� You trusted him.

You opened your door; Max still right behind you, as your breath got stuck into your throat, almost bumping back onto him as you saw who was staring you down from behind the glass. Lewis.

[sky-neverending]

Falling (doesn’t feel so bad when i know you’ve fallen this way too): Part 1

so i’ve decided i’m gonna start posting parts of my michie oneshot until i finish it and post the whole thing on ao3 so uhh here’s part one!!

They say the old Waylon place is haunted. And it is, in a way. For nothing ever truly dies there, the Waylon’s made sure of that.

But there’s someplace else in that tragedy-ridden town that holds the very same spells and incantations that the Waylon’s placed on their home, a building used as a backup in case anything ever went wrong.

Hatchetfield High.

So when Richie Lipschitz died in that school, on that fateful day, his spirit never really moved on. He stayed dormant in those halls for a week, and then two, and then almost three. Watching. Waiting. Holding out for Maxwell Jågerman to show his face at the sight where he took an innocent boy's life.

And it happened.

The doors to the gym cluttered upon, catching Richie’s attention. It was night, school was closed. Someone had broken in.

“Are you sure about this?” he heard a familiar voice say, squeaky and filled with worry. “Who knows what kind of door we’re gonna open.”

“We have too, Pete,” a girl responded, again her voice a familiar tone. “For Ruth, and Richie, and everyone…” His head perked up at his own name, and he walked toward them, feet light on the floor. “Grace, summon these bastards.”

He stepped through the door, looking into the darkness as Steph, Pete, and Grace knelt in the middle of the gym with a large black book in hand. They began chanting, and a chill ran through Richies undead spine as something in the air shifted.

“Stop!” He leapt forward, calling to them. “Stop, stop what you're doing!”

Everyone turned to look at him. “Richie?” Pete whispered, like he was afraid of what he was seeing. “Richie, how are you here? You- you're dead!”

“Max is dead too, and somehow he is haunting us, so who knows what the fuck is going on anymore?” Steph threw her hands in the air. “Sorry, Richie, for not being happy about your sudden appearance. But we are freaking the fuck out!”

Suddenly, Grace stood. She took the book she was holding with her, flipping through the pages as she talked. “This makes so much sense!”

“Sorry, what?” Steph walked toward her. “Care to clue the rest of us in?”

Grace rolled her eyes. “The Waylons, they put evil magic on their house, right? So it makes sense that they might have put the same spell on another place they founded.”

“Like the school!” Pete said, catching on. “That’s why Richie is here, he’s in the same situation as Max!”

“Then why isn’t he trying to kill us?” Steph asked, yanking the book from Grace’s hands. “Because, if you don’t remember, we currently have a very angry, very undead jock plotting our demise!”

“Shut the hell up!” Richie yelled, stalking toward her angrily. “Everyone, just shut up! I have no clue what the fuck you guys are talking about anymore, but I don’t like the look of that book. Give it to me.”

“No!” Steph said, turning away from him. “We need to do this!”

“For fucks sake, Steph, you aren’t the main character in a poorly written anime,” Richie grumbled, reaching for the book. His hand skated over his skin, and she screeched at the contact, dropping the leather bound pages on the floor.

Richie caught them mid-air, right as Steph stopped screaming. “Why can you touch me? Why are you so cold? What the FUCK is going on?”

“I’m pretty sure that’s just how ghosts work, Stephanie Lauter,” said Richie, pronouncing each syllable of her last name separately. “Now, I'm going to keep this book because I, frankly, am frightened of what you are going to do with it.”

[wwe-supernaturalxbands]

Spotted at Work

Summary: Dean cheated on Reader who is a Lightwood. They date Simon and eventually bump into Dean again

Trigger Warnings: cheating

Dean's P.O.V

I glanced down at the text for the 6th time, 'you're making a mistake and should be ashamed of yourself', of course Sammy wouldn't understand. Y/N is the love of my life and although we've only been together for a few months, I would love to spend the rest of my life with her. However, she doesn't know I'm a hunter, therefore I have to break her heart so she doesn't get sucked into this life, or worse. Killed. That's how I found myself on a Thursday evening, at a bar, the key to her little apartment in my pocket, feeling heavier than it should. She had texted me saying she'd be back by 9pm, which means I have about an hour to find someone to take back. Why? Because I need her to hate me and break up with me to save her life, she's not meant for the hunter life. Before I change my mind, I notice a woman checking me out. I finish my shot and head over to her, I know I need to get her back at the apartment way before Y/N arrives so she can find us in bed together, although I'm not even sure I'll be able to even get it up, Y/N has ruined me for everyone else.

Y/N's P.O.V.

I have to tell Dean about who I am. I have to tell him about not only the shadowworld but that I'm also a Shadowhunter, and not just any Shadowhunter, I'm a Lightwood. I can do this.  As I'm driving, I get a call from Jace, answering, "hello" I asked annoyed. "Are you coming back soon? Can't have you missing the wedding. Magnus and Alec want to have it by next week" he says all in one breath. "Yeah I'll be back, I need to go now" and I hang up, maybe I can bring Sam and Dean to the wedding. As I walk into the apartment I was renting, I felt something was very wrong. I took out my stele and drew on a stealth rune before putting it back away and taking out my seraph blade. I noticed the door was unlocked and walked in, wondering if Dean was home or if he was in danger. As I walked into the living room I heard it, Dean was grunting in pleasure, as well as another woman moaning, in that moment I also heard my heart shatter. I walked into my room and there he was, on top of her. All I could do was stand there, due to my rune activated, it took them about 3 minutes before the woman noticed me and screamed, Dean turning to look at me, unfazed. I unfroze and went to pack my small suitcase, "please don't stop on my account, let me just pack up and leave. Just make sure to leave by the end of the week when my lease is up" I tried to stay strong, the anger evident in my voice but no tears spilling. It wasn't until I was done packing, that I noticed the woman had pushed Dean off and got her clothes, apologizing, I could tell she felt bad because she didn't know he was taken, and Dean, he only sat on the bed. I turned to look at him, again he was unfazed, then I turned to the girl and simply nodded at her and walked out. It wasn't until I was in my car that I let the tears fall. I texted Sam asking if he knew and his only response was 'I'm sorry'. Well fuck.

6 months later

I had been honest with my siblings, they all wanted to go and find the Winchesters to give Dean a piece of their minds but I told them to leave it, that I was done trying to date, Alec and Jace were completely happy with that. Now though there was a knock on my bedroom door, assuming it was one of my siblings I opened it, it was the daylighter, Simon. "Hi Simon" I said smiling, he was adorkable. I had properly met him at the wedding as I was with my father and Max at the LA institute when him and Clary had first found out about the Shadow World. Then I studied mundanes up close and that was how I ended up spending a few months dating Dean. "Hi Y/N, I was hoping to ask you a question" he asked looking down and getting extremely shy, how cute. I nodded, "would you like to go on a date with me? I asked for Alec, Jace, and Izzy's permission before asking!! I even asked your mom" he quickly spills out, I can't help but giggle. Since mom was deruned, she had begun to grow as a person and even reconnected with us, I was more of the forgotten child growing up, with Alec being the perfect soldier, Jace being the perfect son, Izzy being the troublemaker and Max being the baby, I was simply average and lost to the shadows. "Of course!" I told Simon, he smiled, I could see his fangs poking out. I figured since it's been about 6 months since everything with Dean, I was ready to go back out into the world, plus Simon was afraid of all my siblings so I knew he wouldn't do anything to hurt me unless he wanted to get killed again. 

4 months later

Dating Simon for the past 4 months has been such an amazing experience. Clary eventually got her memories back, and was back with Jace, who has asked Luke for his permission to propose. As for Izzy, she finally got the courage to ask out Maia and they've been dating for about a month but I can sense that they're meant to be. 

"Jace are you sure this is the place?" I whisper as we walk towards an abandoned warehouse. There had been sightings of a few rogue vampires, about 5 of them but tonight we were all on patrol and meant to take them to Raphael's clan. It was Alec, Jace, Izzy, Clary and me. "Yes this is where Overbeck said they were spotted entering yesterday" he grumbles. We all begin to activate our stealth runes before getting any closer, I get out my sword, which is attachable to the gear I've got. I also double check my boots and ensure I have my seraph and stele. We all look at each other and notice everyone has their respective runes activated and their preferred weapons in hand. As we walk into the warehouse, the first thing I notice is the Winchesters tied up in the middle. They both turn and see us, confused to see me. As soon as they notice us, so do the vampires and we begin to work. 

As we finished and got them all down, Clary created a portal. "I'll take them and you guys figure out what to do with these guys" says Raphael when Alec came back from entering to let the Clan know we had the vampires. As him and a few others took the rogues, Jace and Izzy began to untie Sam and Dean. "Uhh guys, these are Sam and Dean, the ones I told you about like 10 months ago" I state, nervous my brothers and sister will actually kill the Winchesters. Izzy and Jace stop untying and quickly retie them, "we'll just leave them here" Izzy states and her and Jace walk away from them, "WHAT?" Sam asks confused. "Uh yeah my siblings are a little overprotective" I look at the brothers, not really caring if they do stay there, after all Dean did cheat and Sam did know and didn't tell me. Suddenly there's a portal and out walk Simon and Magnus, oh no. "What exactly did you see" Alec asks, always the diplomat, making sure mundanes aren't aware of the shadow world, that's why Mags and Si are here, to erase their memories. "They were vampires, we hunt them" Sam starts, getting ready to do the whole spiel, while Dean doesn't stop staring at me. "Oh they're mundane hunters, I wasn't aware there were still some existing" Magnus says, delighted. "Rogue downworlders can evade the clave for a while and sometimes in being too cautious of the Shadowhunters, they make themselves easy to be spotted by mundane hunters" Magnus explains to us. "Wait, you mean to tell us, we grow up training to protect the mundanes,  and yet there's mundanes stupid enough, that aren't born with the Sight, and go and look for rogue downworlders?" Jace asks, flabbergasted. "I've read about these I also know there's some who kill innocent downworlders, which then the clave does have to get because they know the downworld will fight and it could have broken the accords" Alec says. "You dated a mundane hunter and didn't know" Izzy finally asks me and I tell her I had no idea. "Wait you dated one of these guys" Simon asked, I could tell he was getting insecure, he felt the Winchesters were very good looking. "Unfortunately" is all I mutter and I can tell Dean looks heartbroken. "Ok well, Sherman, you're the vampire, encanto them into forgetting" Magnus tells Simon, who looks alarmed, he still struggles with the encanto. "Vampire? Y/N let us out and we can kill them and then take you to safety" Dean says, starting to struggle with how tight my siblings tied them. I can't help but laugh, "you want to kill my boyfriend and think I'll go with you?" I ask as I grab Si's hand and interlock our fingers together, I can sense the surprise in him, clearly thinking I'd want to be with Dean over him, this poor boy has serious self worth issues but it's ok I'll continue to love him enough for the both of us. The Winchesters look surprised, "Y/N he's a monster, are they all vampires? Did you get turned into one?" Sam begins to question. "One, how dare you call my boyfriend a monster! Simon is so fucking handsome, funny, intelligent, adorkable, and respectful. And he's not a fucking cheater! Also two, out of this group, he's the only vampire, we're all part of the shadow world, one is a warlock, and the rest of us are shadowhunters, we spend our entire lives dedicated to keeping mundanes such as yourselves safe so how about we let you go and you go on and live normal mundane lives while we do our jobs and actually protect you from demons and anyone else that goes rogue" I say, absolutely pissed that they would try to demean my family like that. I just squeeze Si's hand and look at my family, "let's just go home and leave them tied up". Magnus senses how hurt I am and opens a portal to straight to the institute and everyone walks through. As Simon and I are about to walk through I turn to look at the Winchesters one last time, I can sense that Sam managed to untie himself and before he begins to untie Dean, I tell them my final goodbye and to try not to look for us or there will be consequences. 

[thearchivtheantichrist]

As a Magnus fan and a Starkid/Hatchetfield fan I need to just let out my thoughts on what Fears the characters would serve, Starting with Paul. :33 (I will be skipping some characters for the sake of it)

Paul is basically the person you WOULDN’T expect to serve a fear, right? Average man, average job, average friends. All so average…anyway, He’s more or less against killing until literally pushed to the APOCALYPSE. So no slaughter, or flesh, or hunt, I’d say. I propose the Stranger. His entire thing is being average and nothing more or less than. He already kind of carries that ‘Abnormal and uncanny’ look of normalcy. So that’s him.

Emma is the slaughter I think, if she wasn’t how she was or if she didn’t have Paul or whoever keeps her from becoming an agar of it I feel like all of that could boil over into her her becoming something of a killing machine. Though I personally can’t really find a better suiting one for her, lmk if you can.

Ted is tricky. Because he’s the Homeless Man I would have said Flesh or Slaugher but, in most hatchetfield things he seems destined to death. Which is why I am ore inclined to believe he would unknowingly serve The End.

(Skipping Black Friday since I never even finished it)

Richie!! :3. I feel like he would think he was Lonely because of his Love of anime and I feel like he could view himself as something important that way, if Magnus was an anime then he would think his Love Interest would save him from it like Martin and Jon AND because he is a teen, of course he’s gonna have all that angst. His ‘nobody gets me’ could make him think he is lonely but he isn’t. He also isn’t any of the more prominently aggressive fears like Slaughter, Hunt, Flesh Etc. I feel like he could be a vast avatar, actually. And willingly. He would get the thrill of the fall, or the joy watching others experience it and have less than a fun time. He would be more like the Lightning one, he doesn’t actively go out into the world and make people feel that. He enjoys his own space in his own home. But he’d still use his abilities if necessary.

Grace would be the web, at least in my head. Her first instinct was to lie, was to manipulate and get her way. Which worked, the first time. The only reason she never started manipulating sooner was because of her upbringing. She could have been much more of a powerful and smart manipulator were it not for her parents.

I have tried finding one for Peter but it’s tough for me, he could be an eye avatar. Unknowingly getting a position where he will know everything with all of the cons of being an eye avatar. He could be a web avatar as well but there’s Less that I can think of to support that. My current thoughts are eye.

Max is very clearly Slaughter or The Hunt. His reason for killing wasn’t vengeance, in his own words ‘the world is too well behaved’ and when attacking Richie he seemed more than inclined to let Richie get the sense that somebody could help, as to why he screamed Help in the beginning of npmd, he took thrill in the sense of Hunting Richie. He hunted further in the scenes before The Summoning. Which is why I’m a tad more inclined to believe he’s a Hunt avatar closely related to Slaughter rather than the other way around.

These are just my thoughts though. :33

[jinna-aka-ninja]

Home Invasion

It was a nice gated suburban neighborhood. The kind of place that the moment you stepped into it you just felt safe. There was a guard at the gate who had always given Y/N and her family a smile when they drove back in from an excursion to Santa Carla.

How could anyone feel like they weren’t safe?

Y/N laid face down on her bed, her arms beneath her pillow. It was a great afternoon at the boardwalk. It was Y/N’s last week in Santa Carla before she went off to college across the country so her parents had been trying to spoil her at the boardwalk to tempt her to coming back for the holidays. They had wanted her to go to college somewhere closer but no, she had her heart set on a certain university and she was not going to be swayed.

Her eyes closed letting herself drift into sleep.

The sound of glass shattering had stirred her from her dreams. Y/N groggily sat up in bed and put on her slippers before going to the door, pausing as she heard the sound of her mother crying loudly and her father trying to calm her.

“My god, will you shut up?” David groaned from under his balaclava mask, all of them had wearing similar ones; despite Marko having wanted to customize the masks that they wore.

Dwayne thankfully had the common sense to tell him that if they did customize the masks then it would give them more reason to search for certain things. If they had no idea what they were looking for then it would be easier. Though.. it wasn’t like these people would live long enough to remember what their masks looked like.

Even their security cameras weren’t going to catch anything. They had flown in through the second floor where not a single cctv had been placed. It wasn’t their fault that they never expected that anyone would literally fly in through an open window. The bottom floors had cameras but not in the inside.

Just because Max was their sire didn’t mean that he was willing to give a share of his wealth. So as an act of rebellion the boys decided, why not rob Max’s neighbour and murder them? It would have him on edge and it was just delightful to think about.

The thing was... they failed to mention they had a daughter. Just old enough they didn’t have to feel bad about using as a meal. It was a home invasion gone... bloody.

Really they hadn’t even realized another person in the home until there was a shift in the floorboards.

“Anyone else you need to warn us about?” Marko asked, his voice coming out as a damn near giggle of excitement.

“It’s our cat-...” Y/N’s mother tried to say through her cries.

Paul let out a whistle, “Must be one fat cat if its loud enough to make the floors creak.”

“The fuck...” The voice came as a whisper but the offended tone was clear. Dwayne looked up to the staircase.

“Your cat talks.” Dwayne mused as he looked to the two who were tied down on the floor.

“Please....” Y/N’s father begged. “She’s just a kid.”

Marko bounded his way up the stairs. The woman screaming for him to stop, the man trying to get up to run after Marko only to have David place his boot on his back and push him back down. “You lied to us. Let our friend go and get her. Can’t have her missing out on the fun.”

Y/N knew her mistake when it had slipped from her lips. She ran to her closet, grabbing the curtain rod and pulling it off. Holding it up like a baseball bat to use as a weapon. The moment the door opened, she swung.

It was quick, she never had a chance. Marko grabbed the metal pole while laughing as he pulled her closer to him, “Oh you’re going to be-...” the words seemed to slip from him as he looked into her eyes. “Fun..” He finished when they came back. “Shit.”

The others downstairs froze in place. The moment Marko made the connection they all felt it. Eyes snapping to the staircase as their minds reeled on what to do.

Do they kill her parents and take their newfound mate and force her to love them? Or do they back down and try to win her over the old fashioned way?

“Please, you can take anything you want. I’ll give you the combo for the safe, just let my parents go, okay?” Y/N begged Marko feeling tears fill her eyes. Marko lifted his gloved hand to brush the tears that fell down her cheek.

“Your eyes are so pretty when you cry.” Marko whispered.

[frost-queen]

Christmas surprise (Reader x Steve Harrington)

Requested by: anon, Forever tag: @missmelodramatic, @theletterhart, @alex--awesome--22​, @elllie-does-the-posts​, @floatlosers​, @merlieve​, @queen-of-books​, @glimmering-darling-dolly​, @denkisclown​, @wildieflower​, @meyocoko​, @bubblybrianna​, @justanothercoco​ @idkwhatmyusernam,  @subjecta13-thefangirl, @harleyquinnswifeyfrfr, @aposthatisbored

“Do we have everything?” – you asked, hands on your hips. – “Does this look ready, Y/n?” – Robin asked you. She sat down by the oven, having pulled out the food. You shook your head. – “At least ten more minutes.” – you commented. – “But I’m hungry.” – Robin whined, shoving the food back, shutting the oven door. – “Maybe there are some more appetizers you can eat?” – you suggested. – “Uhm too late for that.” – Nancy spoke, popping into the kitchen with an empty plate. 

“Mike ate the last seven of them.” – You sighed deep, Robin puffing her cheeks up. – “Seven! That little brat ate seven appetizers without asking anyone else.” – You could clearly see the color change in her cheeks. – “I’m going to kill him!” – Robin got up, storming out of the kitchen. Nancy and you shared a brief look. – “Best I look around for some snacks before Robin eats my brother alive.” – she said making you laugh. 

From the room next door, you heard Mike scream, Robin chasing after him. The front door opened, Steve and Jonathan coming inside. – “The driveway is snow clear.” – Steve said, stomping the snow of his shoes. – “Perfect! Thanks big boy.” – You walked over to him, greeting him with a kiss. Steve and Jonathan quirked their eyebrows up, hearing loud noises. You chuckled. – “Robin is killing Mike because he ate all the left over appetizers.”

“Auch! May he rest in peace.” – Steve spoke, receiving a playful stomp from you. He wrapped his arms around your back, hugging you. – “Steve! I have a million things to do.” – you said, trying to nudge him off you with your elbow. He clamped onto you, head on your shoulder. – “Just give me a minute. I need to warm up.” – he mumbled. He moved his cold fingers under your shirt, making you scream loud. You didn’t find it funny at all. 

You pushed yourself away, slapping Steve against his shoulder. Steve laughing loud. – “Okay… okay I yield.” – he said holding his hands up from your intense glare. – “What do you need me to do?” – He asked. – “Can you maybe go down to the basement and bring back some drinks?” – you said. – “You got it babe.” – he saluted you, making his way downstairs. On his way he encountered Dustin, who he forced into helping him. – “Y/n! Y/n!” – you barely had turned around when El came running into the kitchen. 

“Yes El.” – you said. – “You need to help me! This present is impossible to wrap.” – she held out a weirdly shaped item. Pieces of tape and wrapping paper in a chaos stuck to it. You pressed your lips together to not laugh. El looked disappointed to the ground. You approached her, moving your fingers through her hair. – “Why don’t you go get some wrapping paper and I’ll help you.”

El shoved the present in your hand. – “Thank you Y/n. You are the best!” – she called out over her shoulder, while running to the next room. You set the present down on the table, removing all the tape and paper of it. El returned with wrapping paper as you showed her how to do it. Finished, she hugged you with much love. – “No go place it under the tree.” – you said, ushering her to do so. You took out some napkins, taking them inside to the table. By the tree sat Will and Lucas chatting. 

Max was reading a magazine, wearing the reddest socks anyone could find. Nancy must have found some snacks as Robin wasn’t chasing Mike anymore. You stood in the opening, unaware of the mistletoe above your head. Dustin came from behind you, holding up two bottles. – “Where do you want these?” – he asked you. He came standing beside you. Lucas suddenly pointing at you. – “Dustin and you have to kiss!” – he called out. – “What?” – you said, looking around. 

You sighed seeing the mistletoe above your head. – “Rules are rules Y/n!” – Dustin exclaimed cheerful. You bend down, leaving a kiss on Dustin’s head. – “Hey! No kissing my girlfriend Henderson!” – Steve shouted placing his drinks down. He came over, pushing Dustin away. Steve grabbed you by the waist, pressing his lips on yours. – “Gross.” – you heard some call out.

Steve could care less, fully enjoying to kiss his girl. You moved away, going to place the napkins on the table. You had no idea who hung the mistletoe, but it sure left some funny kisses. Robin gave you a kiss on your cheek. Will had to give Nancy a kiss on the cheek. Lucas and Mike only shook hands. Max and El hugged, giving each other a sweet kiss on the cheek. Nancy and Jonathan kissed. So did Lucas and Max. Robin even received a kiss on the cheek from Steve and you. 

“Should we do some presents first?” – El proposed, very excited to open gifts. Everyone looked over at you. As if you were the mom of the entire family gathering. – “I guess we could do a few before diner?” – you shrugged your shoulders. – “Awesome!” – Dustin said, rubbing his palms together. Everyone came sitting down around the Christmas tree. The lights giving a very homey vibe. – “Who goes first?” – Jonathan asked. – “Whoever drinks their drink up first.” – Robin proposed. – “Deal!” – Steve said nudging her. Everyone had a glass, waiting for the countdown. 

"3, 2, 1!” – Robin called out. The competition was on. All doing their very best to drink their drink up the fastest. Jonathan set his glass down, bringing his hands up. – “I win!” – he said. Nancy got up to the tree, taking out his gift. – “Merry Christmas Jonathan.” – she spoke, giving him a kiss on the cheek. Jonathan unwrapped his gift. – “Wow thank you Nancy!” – he showed everyone the new supplies to develop his photo’s. – “I was running low on those.” – he informed everyone. Nancy snorted. – “I know.”

Next up was El who received a cool outfit from Nancy. Steve had been trembling his leg the entire time. You thought it was from the excitement. Little did you know it was for something else. – “Okay maybe just one more before we go to diner.” – you suggested. – “Then I go!” – Steve raised his hand. Robin nudged Nancy, giving her a cheeky smile. Steve returned from the tree with a tiny box. You held your hands open, but he wouldn’t give you the present. – “I actually have to open this for you.” – he said, making you frown. You were so confused. How come he needed to open your Christmas gift. 

It was all very vague. Steve started unwrapping the tiny box. When he ripped the last paper of it, knelt he. Your eyes widened, hands moving to your mouth. He cleared his throat, opening the box to reveal a ring. – “Y/n…” – he started. – “Yes!” – you screamed out, tears rolling down your cheek. – “Babe, I haven’t asked anything yet.” – Steve chuckled out. – “Right, right of course. Do ask.” – you said urging him to proceed while wiping some tears away. 

Steve smiled at your cute reaction. – “So Y/n.” – he started. You nodded; lips pressed together before you could interrupt him again. – “Y/n, my dream girl… will you marry me?” – he asked. You offered him your hand, too overcome with emotions. – “Babe… you do need to answer me.” – he whispered with a smirk. – “Oh right… yes, yes, yes please I want to become Misses Harrington.” – you answered.

Steve slid the ring around your finger. Your friends clapping and cheering as you got up. You kissed Steve with everything you got. Robin’s stomach growled, making you pull away. – “Let’s eat!” – you said happily. Robin jumped up, running to the table. You received some congrats as they passed. – “You won’t be my girlfriend anymore.” – Steve teased as you admired the ring. – “What… what do you mean?” – you replied confused. – “You are my fiancé now.” – he grinned, leaving a kiss on your cheek. – “Misses Y/n Harrington. It has a nice ring to it.” – you spoke, leaning against his chest, looking at your ring. 

“It sure does.” – Steve responded. He brought your hand to his lips, giving it a kiss. – “Y/n can you help me with the food?” – you heard Nancy call out from the kitchen. You nudged Steve for being so darn full of surprises. He followed you into the kitchen, helping out to set the food on the table. Soon you were all eating and chatting loudly. Enjoying a nice Christmas. 

“Look!” – Will called out, pointing at the window. All of you looked, seeing snow fall onto the ground. It made it extra special. Steve and Jonathan groaned. – “More shoveling in the morning then.” – they said. Nancy and you laughed. – “Merry Christmas future husband.” – you laughed, letting yourself lean against him. – “Merry Christmas future wife.” – he responded moving his arm around you.

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[mercymermaid]

so

i think it's time for my fnaf movie rant

HUGE HUGE HUGE HUGE SPOILERS (obviously)

these are in no particular order and are just a conglomeration of thoughts that i wrote down immediately after watching so they don't make any sense half the time, and don't include theories i've seen recently

enjoy

- THE MATPAT CAMEO??? THE THEORY LINE???? HOLY FUCKING SHIT. THE THEATER SCREAMED.

- why did golden freddy pull a sans w the blue eye what happened to the white smh

- DUDE. I CALLED THE 'VANESSA AS AFTON'S DAUGHTER' HALFWAY THROUGH THE FUCKING MOVIE

- THE SECOND SHE EXPLAINED THAG SHE KNEW WHAT WAS GOING ON AND THAT SHE WOULDNT BE ABLE TO HELP, IT WAS OBVIOUS.

- because mike explained that their dad was gone, right? and afton clearly recognized the schmidt name. due to this, i originally thought that maybe schmidt was some code name and that only the aftons could recognize it, but now i have a theory

- the families are switched somehow. Vanessa is either a stand-in for Charlie or herself, which makes no sense story-wise

- however, Mike, Abby, and Garrett are clearly afton children. Mike is Mike (and in the games, Mike apparently uses Schmidt anyway to investigate his dad), Abby can bring lengthened to Elizabeth, and the crying child doesn't even canonically have a name 💀

- so i was thinking what if the families were eswitched? vanessa was some sort of charlie stand-in, with afton as her dad, while the schmidts were raised by Henry

- this would explain why he recognized schmidt and offered the job at Freddy's - he'd already killed Garrett, so he wanted to finish off the collection. Mayne this could be a parallel to him killing Charlie, but since there's three kids, he needs to get them all??? idfk

- ONE OF THE GUYS BREAKING IN HAD A MIDNIGHT MOTORISTS T-SJIRT (the guy who got killed by the cupcake)

- i am soglad i went with who I did because i doubt any of my other friends would understand any of it 😭

- THEY PLAYED LIVING TOMBSTONE AT THE END. YES. THANK YOU. THAT IS ALL WE EVER NEEDED IN LIFE.

- the balloon boy bit 😭 i doubt anyone not in the fandom would appreciate it as well as we did smh

- ugh i wish mark had his cameo but iron lung is important too ig

- THE WAY THE AUDIENCE SCREAMED WHEN AFTON TOOK OFF HIS MASK BRAHAHHDHCJC

- WE WERE ALL WAITIJG FOR IT

- we probably won't get to see a "WAS THAT THE BITE OF '87" moment because garrett got kidnapped instead of chomped smh

- BUT. THEY KEPT THE GUILT. IN THE GAMES, MICHAEL SHOVED CC INTO FREDBEAR'S MOUTH. IN THE MOVIE, HE WASNT PAYING ATTENTION, WHICH CAUSED HIS BROTHER TO GET KIDNAPPED. OH THE FUCKING PARALLELS DUUUUDE

- also max getting bit in half is probably all we're gonna get of The Bite

- MATTHEW LILLARD FUCKING ATE. HE KNEW THE ASSIGNMENT. BEST AFTON.

- only issue is the lack of screaming during the springlocking. only your stomach is getting stabbed, not your throat yet. Scream.

- it would've been so funny if he pulled the "MICHAELLL DONT LEAVE ME HERE MICHAEL MICHAEL" while he was being dragged away but homie was too busy dying

- HE SAID THE LINE. "I ALWAYS COME BACK." OH MY GOD.

- NOBODY EXPECTSD VANESSA TO GET STABBED. THE THEATER GASPED.

- "IT'S ME" ON THE MIRROR DBSJAJXJXJXJDJ

- stop bonnie and chica staring down the camera while they release the cupcake is so funny 😭

- MORE ON THE FAMILY SWITCH. ABBY IS ELIZABETH, OBVIOUSLY, WHICH IS ONLY MADE MORE TRUE BC CHICA TRIES TO SHOVE HER INTO THAT DOLL-LOOKING THING. YOU KNOW WHAT IT RESEMBLES? SCRAP BABY. MY FIRST THOUGHT ABOUT THAT SUIT WAS "dude is that scrap baby?"

- the lack of a mrs. afton is so real 🤩🤩

- dude the entire fort scene was actually so fucking hilario

us

- like bonnie just. falling backwards. is so him yk

- BUT GOLDEN FREDDY. THERES THE KID. WHERE'S CASSIDY? IS GARRETT ALSO POSSESSING GOLDEN FREDDY IF HE'S THE PARALLEL FOR CC? WHAT ABOUT VANESSA? 

- the issue with the family swap is that Vanessa just doesn't fit in. we can't play it off as a parallel to Charlie, because vanessa is already an established character with a connection to afton.  fuck you Scott.

- SPEAKING OF. SCOTT KNEW WHAT HE WAS DOING. HE CATERED TO US LIKE A FUCKING ALL-YOU-CAN-EAT BUFFET. THE INSIDE REFERENCES AND EASTER EGGS?! THE MATPAT CAMEO??? THE LIVONG TOMBSTONE?!?!?! 

- a bit upset they didn't keep Freddy's flashing face sequence smh

- THE SPRINGLOCKING WAS SO GOOD BC THEY LEFT HIM IN THE EXACT SAME POSITION AS CANON. ALSO IT WAS GOLDEN FREDDY WHO FINALLY LEFT HIM THERE, WHICH IS A HIT AT THE WHOLE "GOLDEN FREDDY HATES AFTON THE MOST" (cough cough ultimate custom night)

- they kept in the red eyes in some parts but im very glad they weren't in the rest. they looked fucking high. what happened to the black with white?? THAT WOULDVE BEEN TEN TIMES SCARIER AND APPEALED TO CANON, WHATS THE WITH THE CHANGE MAN 😭

- bonnie never got his eyebrows

- cupcake slayed and ate (literally!!!!)

- im actually super curious why half of spring bonnie is so damaged. now, it could go with the whole "this place hasn't been touched in forever, yadda yadda, destroyed suit makes it more sensitive and easy to set off" but. it's only one half of it. there could be a perfectly plausible explanation of "Oh yeah, only half of it was exposed to bad stuff, other half was covered with a tarp" ITS FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S. ITS NEVER THAT SIMPLE. HAVE WE LEARNED NOTHING? also a bit curious about whether movie afton already got springlocked once like book afton did (has game afton getting springlocked previously been confirmed? please lmk)

- i really love how they used the "the robots are just children" because they love abby and just want to play and shit and they're so sweet but they're so easily manipulatable 

like

afton probably didn't have to do much besides show the pictures and convince them he was good

and all it took for them to turn on him was abby drawing a second picture

what if she convinced them vanessa was bad or some shit? they are really fucking gullible.

- also what the fuck was that freddy head saw blade monstrosity??!! what 😭 

- like it never ends up being explained and it's not a stand-in for springlocks or being shoved into suits because those are very very much there

- literally the second i heart matpat's voice my heart went oop 

- it took a second for everyone to register it but we went WILD

- AND HE DROPPED THE "BUT THATS JUST A THEORY"

- HE'S SO SILLY

- FOOD THEORY IS SO REAL THO 😭

- no bc a markiplier cameo would be so great but imagine if they used his reaction thing

- like they got him to film "WAS THAT THE BITE OF '87" as max gets bitten, and he appears in the corner for that one line

- even better, not reaction camera style, just standing there right next to her and then never being mentioned again

- either that or him popping up on the cameras (again, either as a reaction image, or standing there menacingly)

- THEY HAD SPARKY

- also why DID vanessa keep Mike in the dark abt afton (not calling him her dad, not stooping that low) and him trying to kill Abby? fear of authorities getting involved? this is bumfuck nowhere Utah, she is the fucking authority, and considering what his aunt said, a police officer defending her dad against some random guy isn't gonna go well for him

- like sure she told him to not bring abby but she didn't tell him why of course it's not gonna go well

- about the family swap. it's so easy to tell the scmidts are supposed to be a version of the afton kids, why the fuck did they name him GARRETT?

- I love the whole references to phone guy

Would've loved to see actual phone guy (imagine if THAT was matpat's cameo)(coughs in fnaf the musical) but afton is good enough

but abby's "hello" while exploring Freddy's sounds so much lime balloon boy wtf

- abby is a monogram (or whatever it's called) for baby which might not have that much symbolism bc abby is short for Elizabeth but the more the merrier yk

- i think i answered my own question abt whether movie afton has been springlocked

considering how he fuckign SPRINTED at michael and made all these moves like kicking and shit? yeah, I'm more surprised it took him so long to get springlocked

same with game afton actually like.. hello? stop laughing at the fucking dead kids in such a damp room, it's your own fault dumbass

Basically book afton was the smartest about wearing the suit bc of experience

- THE WAY CARL LAUNCHED ITSELF AT MICHAEL WILL NEVER NOT BE FUNNY LIKE BRO FUCKING ASCENDED 😭

- my friend is complaining abt how flirty Vanessa is w Michael which is really funny for no reaskn

- MY FRIEND INSULTED FOXY'S "dum dum dum" SAYING HES NOT CUT OUT FOR MUSIC. HELLO?!?!?@?@?@?@@

- as my friend mentioned, springlock scene was kinda anticlimactic lmao like where's the screaming? the blood?

- according to the same friend mentioned three times already:

Best parts of the movie

1. Matpat saying "that's just a theory"

2. Living tombstone credits

3. Vanessa getting stabbed

- the sounds at the end spell out "come find me" so wooohooo sequel time?? :))

- the "i always come back" was NOT it 😭 at least he said it yk

- okay someone pointed out that it was his last words so they were desperate and mad and showcase his lack of confidence in if he's actually gonna come back 

which is cool

but I like the og more yk

- about abby's springlock suit: its the same doll from 1:35 am (fazbear frights 3), then there's sparky as an animatronic ans restaraunt, wppohoho

[local-redhead-bookworm]

Sauna Test AU

After their brainstorming session, the Party booked it over to the pool on foot as fast as they could. They only had a matter of minutes before Billy— or rather, the Mind Flayer possessing Billy, found them.

“So we burn the Mind Flayer out of him, like we did with Will,” Mike finished recapping the plan as El hefted a dummy onto her shoulders.

“And if that doesn’t work, you’re just gonna kill him?” Max spat.

“I’m with Max, guys. That’s not right.” Will rubbed a hand on the back of his neck.

“Will, come on, this is the only way!”

Will glared at Mike. “No.” His voice was firm. “We are not just leaving him like this.”

“We don’t have time for anything else!”

“Mike.” El spoke up softly as she laid a hand on Mike’s arm. “Let Will speak.”

Will nodded in appreciation, pausing before he spoke. “If we close the gate with the Mind Flayer still in him, it will kill him. Do you guys understand?”

“It’s no more than he deserves,” Mike muttered under his breath.

In that moment, Will slipped from calm to a slowly boiling anger. “Why?” He wheeled on his former best friend. “Because he’s been an asshole and a bully?”

Mike’s lips pressed into a firm line.

“None of you know what it’s like, having… him in your head,” Will continued with a shudder. “I do. It’s like you’re trapped in a corner of your head and no matter how hard you fight, you can’t get out. You can see everything you do, but you’re not in control of any of it. The whole time, you can feel that you’re slowly losing parts of yourself to this monster that’s living inside you.” His voice shook and he realized that he was crying.

He wiped his eyes. “No one deserves to feel that way. He doesn’t deserve to die, confused and terrified and alone.” He stared at his friends, almost daring them to disagree.

Max nodded in thanks.

“Okay, what’s the plan?” Lucas asked.

———

It was a little too easy to lure Billy into the sauna, with a CPR dummy and a walkie handling the trickiest part. It was a little more difficult keeping him in the sauna. The way the Mind Flayer screamed and shouted and threatened made Will want to cover his ears and hide, but he refused to. He wasn’t going to be scared if he could help it.

Will was even more frightened when Billy went silent, but the prickling sensation on the back of his neck was gone. Then the pleading started. Will didn’t know Billy well, but someone as brash shouldn’t sound so frightened. In a blurry corner of his mind, Will could vaguely remember saying very similar things. Begging for help, wishing for it all to be over.

“This isn’t working,” El said through gritted teeth. “It’s still in him.”

A pained scream echoed from the sauna, and as if in sympathy, the poker scar on Will’s rib cage pulsed.

“What do we do then? If we let him out, he’s gonna kill us!” Mike gestured toward the door.

“They had to burn him out of me,” Will whispered. “Does anyone have a fire source?” He asked the group.

“Billy probably has a lighter in his stuff somewhere,” Max offered.

With a nod, Will ran to the locker room. Billy’s locker had been left open, thankfully, and after digging for a moment, he found the lighter.

When he returned, he told the others, “Okay, here’s the plan. El, I need you to drop your hold on the door for just a few seconds. I’ll slip inside and burn it out of him.”

Mike grabbed his shoulder. “Are you crazy?! He could kill you or possess you again!”

“I know, but that’s a risk I’m willing to take,” Will replied quietly. “You would’ve done the same for me.”

“Will, come on, we can come up with something else! Don’t put yourself at risk!” Lucas shouted from where he was standing holding a piece of metal pipe.

“There’s no time.” He paused. “If I don’t make it back—“

“Don’t talk like that, you’ll be fine. Whatever you have to say, live to tell us later.” Mike told him and smiled in the same awkward way he had when he and Will had first met all those years ago.

Will took a deep breath to steel himself and, as he nodded, El let her telekinetic hold on the door go. In a split second, Will was inside the sauna.

Billy writhed on the floor, sweat all but pouring off him, but Will couldn’t sense the Mind Flayer’s presence. He could still reach Billy.

“Hey.” He crouched down to the older boy’s eye level. “I wanna help get rid of this thing. It’s gonna hurt, though, so I need you to stay as still as you can.”

Billy stared at him wide-eyed for a moment before he stiffened and Will’s neck prickled.

“William.” The Mind Flayer spoke with Billy’s voice, but with a darker echo that Will could feel in his bones.

“So nice of you to come back, but I’m afraid I don’t need you anymore. I’ve found a far stronger host.” The monster grinned, and raised one of Billy’s hands, flexing his fingers as if testing them. “This one was so easy. So angry, so bitter. And no pesky friends or family members to get in my way.”

The thing’s hand shot out and wrapped around Will’s wrists dragging him closer to a manic snarl but desperate eyes. “I suppose I wouldn’t mind using you to help build my body, even if you were a pathetic host.”

Little William, always too weak. Always a burden to his family and friends. The voice wasn’t speaking out loud anymore, it was worming into his brain.

Will tugged against the Mind Flayer’s vice-like grip. “Get out of my head,” he snarled. With his spare hand, he flicked the lighter and held it to Billy’s arm, holding it against the possessed boy’s skin for as long as possible.

The thing released him with a howl of anger, and the smell of burnt skin filled the humid air. The thing possessing Billy paced the room, sometimes stepping nearer to Will and shrinking back if he held out the lighter.

“El, now!” Will yelled as he made eye contact with her through the sauna window. She nodded, and with one outstretched arm, she pinned Billy to the wall. The Mind Flayer roared and spewed curses at her, swearing to kill all of them, but he was powerless to move so much as a finger from where El held him.

Will darted in close, right next to Billy’s right side. “I’m sorry,” he whispered as he held the lighter to the older boy’s stomach. The Mind Flayer within Billy unleashed a guttural noise that Will couldn’t even put a name to, and his head thrashed wildly, but Will held the lighter in place.

After what felt like an eternity, a fountain of black smoke poured out of Billy, along with him coughing up a concerning amount of black sludge. El caught the smoke with her powers and a clench of her fist destroyed the black particles. Will tossed the lighter onto the black sludge, which erupted into flames. He ran to Billy at the very moment that Max pulled the door open to do the same.

The older boy was collapsed on the floor, shaking and… crying. Will didn’t think Billy was the type of guy to cry.

“Billy, it’s okay, it’s over. It’s gone, you’re safe,” Max murmured reassurances as she took his face in her hands.

“Max?” His voice was hoarse from screaming. “Is this… is this real? Is it gone?”

“It’s gone,” Will nodded. “Sorry about the burns, but it was the only way.”

Billy’s wet curls hid his face as Max and Will helped him to stand. His legs nearly gave out, and the two kids grunted under his weight.

“Careful, you’re gonna be kind of weak after all this,” Will told him. The older boy gasped out an acknowledgment as the two led him into the cooler temperatures of the main building.

“Can you walk?” El asked Billy.

He gritted his teeth before managing to say, “I can if I have to.”

“Good, because we’ve got a thirty-foot flesh monster shambling toward Starcourt Mall as we speak,” Lucas interjected.

Billy dug in his pocket before weakly handing the Camaro keys to Max. “I can’t drive like this. Can you get us there?”

She nodded firmly, settling his weight more comfortably on her shoulders. The group made their way to the car, Billy in the passenger seat and the kids piled into the back row.

“You kids might wanna buckle up, she drives worse than I do,” Billy told them with a weak smirk. True to his word, in a matter of seconds Max lurched out of the pool parking lot, gas floored as they sped toward Starcourt.

[khaleesiofalicante]

Okay so, every time I have a Mavid thought but I don't have time to send it,I write it down in my notes and now the file is two pages so I thought it's a good time to start sharing some of them

I can picture BMILY Max calling David "Lance" everytime he is mad at him. Like David would tell him something and Max would be irritated and he would go "Oh really Lancelot?" (I like the full name better) or even when he would say something romantic, he would say "You look beautiful Lancelot" and Dacid would just blush, although I don't know how that would play out after Lance was born

I'm trying to figure out what was it that David replied to Magnus in FMF at the last chapter, when Magnus asked him what was the reason he was avoiding Max or even what was it that he told Alec and Alec didn't say it to Max beacuse he thought that David should learn to communicate with Max (and he was right of course, as usual). Have you thought about it or is it one of those things you feel the reader should interpretate on his own?

I really can't get this thought out of my head: how would Max react to finding out that David had kept the sticky note and he had it in the notebook? I mean, how would he feel that it was so important to David and that he was the reason he lost it, especially after he told him he hated him? I know that he had said that he loved him first but David already didn't believe him and then Max told him he hated him and he threw away the note, that must have felt like a sealed deal to David. I can see David sharing his pain but then reassuring Max that he gave him the 10-dillar bill in return "You gave me what I needed even when you didn't know I needed it mon ange, you always do". I love these little scenarios. Thoughts?

Why did David never ask Alec about Max in IALS, was it because it hurt too much? I can't wrap my head around the fact that he didn't know how Max was while Max was in such a state, that must have killed him

I also can't stop picturing all the Taylor Swift songs David must have blasted during the divorce while thinking about Max, I mean "Now I'm standing alone in a crowded room and we're not speaking" screaming, crying, IALS was a different kind of pain

Okay, how did David feel about Max having a stained glass window in his room and David's sticky note in his wallet? And how did Max feel when he found out that nobody used the pool but David insisted that the house had one?

Okay that's it for now,believe it or not I have more thoughts, I can not emphasise this enough but your stories are amazing and the grip and impact they have on me so long after they're finished is amazing🥰🌷

I'm going to hack into your notes app

This is so cute. BMILY Mavid was truly the least traumatized one (for now lol).

It's reader's interpretation. But most of it is to do with what David mentions in the epilogue where the says he feels like a 'taker than a giver' and feels he doesn't deserve Max's love.

I don't think Max would be surprised when he finds about the sticky note. It's a 'of course you did' and 'i should've known' moment for him. But he would feel bad about taking it away from David. AND - when he does find out (and apologize) he would leave around sticky notes with cute lil messages everywhere because he is sweet and romantic like that ;)

I think it was just too much. No other reason. Sometimes you only have space and strength to carry your own pain. 'Knowing' Max was in pain and hearing it from someone and be it your reality are two different things. I think David was avoiding that. It's the 'if i don't say it out loud, then it won't be true' thing.

Jackson ALSO bought noise cancelling headphones so yes this tracks. There was a lot of Taylor swift post-divorce. But then again, when is there not?

We did see David noticing the stained glass for the first time. I think it freaked him out a little. To come to terms with the fact (or fight the reality that) Max not only loves him, but loves him this fucking much. It scared him. When he eventually finds out about the sticky note...let's just say actions speak louder than words...Max feels annoyed that nobody used the pool lol. He doesn't understand why and he says it's 'rich people nonsense' and pushes everyone into the pool. It's a pool party then :)

These thoughts made me very uwu so thank you!! ily byeeeeeee.

[sombersynth]

Okay I need help. Im there’s this fic of the Fruity Four where like I think Robbin and Eddie are showing Vecna-ing signs and Steve slowly starts getting a headache and they’re talking abt stuff and suddenly they realize Steve is the next victim. Basically the plan was tu use the next ven a victim to distract him in order to beat him (fic came out bfore vol 2) and so Eddie gets mad bcus no not Steve I’m in love w him!! And Steve is like I’m sorry bby 😔 and I cannot find it

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Steddie Fanfiction Recs Where Steve is Vecna'd:

Look After You by Steddieon, 32 k, explicit He remembered screaming. He could excuse it as panic, the threat of the unknown piling on top of everything he’d already bore witness to over the past days. But really, Steve’s grim smile and 'no complaints' echoed in his head, and Eddie couldn’t help but feel like this should have been expected. ~ or, Eddie notices that Steve is a little too willing to jump head-first into danger, literally, and can't fight the urge to figure out why.

A Deal With God- The End Begins by Munsonswife, 6k, mature Since vecna was stopped before he could completely finish the killing process with max, he needs a new target to finish what he started. That target is Steve Harrington.

My Hawkins Baby by Amayasecret, 5 k, general audiences First, it had been Chrissy, then Nancy’s editor, then Max, then that basketball player and then Nancy. And now Steve. The headaches he had brushed off as side effects of the stressful week, but seeing a Grandfather clock in the middle of a forest while you’re sitting next to Eddie Munson can’t be brushed off. Make Me a Promise by Suffragette_city, 29 k, teens and up Maybe Steve should've told someone. Maybe he should've mentioned his favorite song to someone. But he didn't and now he was in the upside down with no way to play music. He was walking closer and closer to his deathbed every time a second passed and no one knew. And Steve was going to make sure he kept it that way. But not everything goes according to plan does it?

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Masked Pt. 1

From: baylegend6

Do you mind writing a one shot we’re the y/n is a Wheeler two years older and the second oldest child and is friends with the party and knows about the upside down Max has feelings for her but she doesn’t feel the same way and sees her as a friend after season 3 the two spent the remaining time of the summer together and she grows feelings for Max but thinks she shouldn’t tell cause she’s older. She tells Nancy who talks to her that she should tell Max. She confesses her feeling towards Max and Max says she feels the same way and the two get together also Vecna does appear but does not cures Max cause y/n made Max happy

Ask and you shall receive.  I had to make a few changes to the request but I do hope this works out like you thought.

Sometimes it amazed you how long it took you to fall in love with Max Mayfield.  You had known her for years, except you never looked at her the way you do now.  You had met her through your brother, the ever annoying Mike Wheeler.  He and his friends had been in class with her from when she had first moved from California.  You were the non official guardian of the party.  The children were known for doing stupid things and you were there to make sure they didn’t die from those stupid things.  That proved to be a much harder job in practice.

You first heard about Max from Lucas and Dustin.  They were meeting at the house for trick or treating.  You had laughed it off as just boys talking.  You didn’t expect to actually be meeting her that night.  You were forced to go with the boys to make sure none of them died. After everything that had happened to Will, both your mother and Ms. Byers knew it would be easier if someone went with them.  They trusted you.  They knew they wouldn’t let anything happen to the boys.  

You were just walking along, looking around every so often to make sure nothing was happening when you heard the boys scream.  You immediately turn, your heart catching in your throat as you expect to see the worst.  The only thing you do see is a red head taking off a Micheal Myers mask and laughing her ass off at the screams of teenage boys.  You wanted to yell at her and demand to know why she had just scared the ever living shit out of them, but knew it wouldn’t make a difference.  She didn’t know what had happened to them just a few months ago.  She wouldn’t understand why you were screaming.

You stayed back, letting the boys talk amongst each other when you sensed someone walking beside you.  You turned to see the red head, Micheal Myers mask in hand staring at you.

“Max Mayfield,” she says, holding out her hand when she sees you looking.

“Y/N Wheeler,” you answered.

She smiles, shaking your hand before turning back to look at the boys.

“You’re Mike’s sister aren’t you?”

“Sadly yes,” you answer.  “Dragged out to make sure no one kills themselves tonight.”

“Everyone seems to be worried about them killing themselves lately,” she says.

“All of them have been through a lot these past few months.  We just want to make sure they stay safe,” you answered.

There was nothing really you could say that would make everything make sense.  She had just moved here.  She hadn’t been here when Will was missing.  She hadn’t know Eleven.  She hadn’t seen the Demogorgan.  You wanted to keep her out of it.  These was no reason someone else needed to get hurt.  The less innocent people that got hurt, the better everything was.

Max didn’t stay away though.  She got more and more invested until Lucas caved and told her everything.  You would never forget when she came to you and asked you if everything that Lucas had told her was true.  You hated admitting that you lied to her.  You hated having to explain to her everything but you knew you had to so you told her everything.  Explained everything that happened to Will and that something was happening again.  

“I didn’t want to believe him,” she whispers after you finish.

“I’m so sorry.  I know it’s a lot but if you are serious about staying with everyone then you had to know the truth,” you answered.

Max turns to look at you, a look of pure trust filling her eyes.

“I’m not going anywhere.  I’m not letting you fight this alone.”

After that, it was you and Max.  Nevermind that you were two years older than her.  Nevermind your brother hated her and would do anything to get rid of her.  After that, you vowed to yourself that you would never let anything happen to Max.  Max would make sure you were there through everything.  

You wanted to keep her safe, but as the Mind Flayer got closer and closer it proved more difficult.  After Will was possessed you were left with Steve after the plan to exercise it out of Will was set into motion.  None of the children wanted to be left behind as everyone else was trying to save the world.  Mike wanted nothing more than to be with Eleven and Hopper as she went to close the gate.  Dustin, Lucas and Max just wanted to be with Will to make sure he was safe.  You wanted to as well.  The closer and closer everything got just led you to be more and more terrified but you wouldn’t let yourself look weak in front of everyone.  

They needed someone who was strong.  You wanted the party to be able to look at you and see that you weren’t freaking out, so there was no reason they needed to be freaking out.  Max knew you better than that though.  She knew there was something wrong.

“What the matter Y/N?” you heard a voice ask.  

You lifted your head from your hands to see Max standing there in the doorframe.  You quickly wiped the tears that were streaming down your face and walked towards Max.

“I’m okay.  There’s nothing wrong,” you answered her.

Max crosses her arm across her chest, tilting her head and giving you the look you had grown to know was a look of disbelief.  

“You don’t have to lie to me Y/N.  I know something is wrong,” she tells you.

You said nothing as the tears start forming in your eyes again.  Without thinking, you wrap your arms around Max, resting your head on her shoulder.  Without hesitation she pulls you closer to her, wrapping her arms around your waist.

“It’s okay,” she whispers.  “It’s going to be okay.”

You wanted to be able to believe her.  You wanted to be the one who was saying this to her, but you both knew there were no promises that everything would end up okay.  

You only pulled away when you heard the loud revving of an engine come from outside.   You could recognize the sound of that engine from anywhere.  It was Billy.  Max’s stepbrother.  You hadn’t even thought about telling him where Max would be and now he had found her.  Max takes off running down the hallways, followed soon by you.  The first thing you saw as you walked out was Steve walking outside to see Billy.  

A look of panic fills Max’s face.  She tries to run out the door and chase down Steve but you wrap your arms around her, holding her to her chest.

“Let go of me,” she yells, desperately trying to pull away from you.

You hold her to your chest as you see Billy storming into the house.  Max stops struggling when she meets Billy’s eyes.

“What the hell are you doing here Maxine?” Billy demands.

He starts walking closer but you start taking steps back.  You weren’t going to let him touch Max.  Billy stops in his tracks and turns to where Lucas was standing.

“Sinclair,” he whispers under his breath, stalking towards Lucas.

As much as you didn’t want to let Max go, you had promised to keep all of them safe.  You were not about to let Billy anywhere near Lucas.

“I thought I told you to stay away from him Max,” he whispers, before grabbing Lucas by the collar and pinning him to the wall.

You heart was pounding in your chest as you froze.  You didn’t know what to do.  You couldn’t go chasing after Billy or he would kill you, but you couldn’t let him lay another handon Lucas,

“You’re dead Sinclair,” you heard him say through gritted teeth.

“No, you are,” you turn to see Steve standing in the doorway.  You don’t even have a second to get out of the way before Steve throws a punch at Billy.  Billy drops Lucas as Steve lands his punch and you run to where Lucas was sitting, Max following behind you.

“Are you okay?’ you demand, kneeling in front of him to make sure he was okay.

Lucas nods, reassuring you he was okay before turning to look towards Steve.  Steve was getting his ass kicked by Billy, his face covered in his own blood as Billy continually punched.

Max walks towards a table, grabbing a long syringe and stabbing it into Billy’s neck.  Your eyes widen as he turns around, a look of pure hate filling his eyes as he looks down at Max.  Max doesn’t take a second of hesitation before grabbing the nail bat and holding it above her head.

“You will leave me and my friends alone.  Do you understand?” she demands.

When Billy doesn’t say anything she swings the bat towards the ground inbetween his legs.

“Say you understand!” Max screams

You listen as Billy lets out a weak “I understand,” Max grabs the keys from his pocket and holds them up in the air.

Max immediately tosses the keys to you and you look at them like a foreign object.

“You know how to drive don’t you?” she asks when she sees you looking at the keys with a look of panic in your eyes.

“Not at all,” you responded.

Max rolls her eyes, grabbing them from your hand and stalking outside towards the car, leaving the rest of you behind.  

“We have to get him in the car.  Each of you grab a limb let’s go,” you direct to the boys, nodding your head towards Steve.

The four of you dragged Steve out to the car, desperately trying to not him drag on the ground.  Max gets out of the car, helping you lift him into the car and closing it once everyone gets into the car.

Max opens the passenger seat as if expecting you to get in but you shake your head.

“Someone has to stay here in case any of them come back,” you tell her.

Her face falls at your words but before you can say anything she is wrapping her arms around you and pulling you into her chest.

“Stay safe Maxine,” you whisperered.  “Please, stay safe.”

Max nods, promising you she would be safe before walking towards the drivers seat.  You knock on the backseat window to get Mike to roll it down.

“Stay safe okay,” you tell him when the window rolls down.  “I can’t have mom ready to have my head if you don’t come back.”

“I promise.  I’ll come back,” Mike says.

I smile, stepping back and letting them roll up the window again, watching as Max drove out of the driveway of the Byers house.

Waiting felt excruciating.  Your heart was pounding as you paced through the house, every second feeling like it lasted hours.  The sun began to rise and there was still no sign of anyone.  You couldn’t bring yourself to fall asleep.  Not with everyone out there.

The sound of tires in the driveway dragged you out of your pacing stupor.  You ran towards the window to see Billy’s car being placed in park.  You raced outside, your heart pounding in your chest as you saw everyone pile out of the car.  Mike met you halfway, letting you wrap your arms around his shoulders.

“Your okay,” you whispered, an overwhelming feeling of relief spilling over you as you hugged your brother.

“We did it Y/N,” he whispers.  “It’s over.”

You pull away, turning to see everyone else standing by the car.  You open your arms, your mind overcome with relief as they all come racing towards you, wrapping their arms around you.  Steve stands off to the side, as you hug everyone.  You beckon him over with your hand, Steve rolling his eyes as he walks towards the pile of everyone and wraps his arms around everyone.  

Tears pouring through your eyes as it sinks in that everything was over.  The gate was closed.  This wasn’t going to happen again.  Everyone was safe.  It was done.

The night of the Snow Ball came a lot faster than you had thought it would.  Nancy had begged you until you agreed to volunteer.  She said she loved being able to help out since she left middle school but you would have rathered never step foot back in the place.  You had only agreed because Nancy had begged and pleaded until you finally said yes to shut her up.

You sat in front of her vanity, Nancy doing your hair as you attempted to do your makeup without moving your head too much.  Max sat on the floor next to you, desperately trying to figure out which brush to use to do her eyeshadow.

“Y/N, I’m lost,” she finally says, looking up at you.

“Come on Max, I have told you about 10 times already.  Think about it.  Which one looks like it would be able to blend eyeshadow?”

Her brows furrow as she looks back down at the pile of brushes on the floor as Nancy chuckles under her breath.

“This one?” Max finally asks, holding up an actual blending brush.

You applauded, laughing as Max flipped you off.  

Nancy pats your shoulder to tell you that your hair was done and you sit up from the chair and move to the floor and grab the brush from Max.  She looks up at you, not even muttering words of protest and closes her eyes.

You move closer to her, pressing the brush to her eyes to blend out the eyeshadow she had applied.  Something in your chest tightens as you move your face closer to make sure you got everything and when she opens her eyes, you are within 2 inches of each other.  You can feel your face turning bright red as you pull away.

“You’re all good,” you choke out.  

You stand up and follow Nancy out of the room, trying to leave whatever you had just felt behind in the room,

The Snow Ball turned out worse than you had originally thought it would.  You did nothing but follow Nancy around the entire night, and then when she saw Dustin sitting by himself in the middle of one of the slow dances, she went over to dance with him.  You had begged her not to leave you sitting on the bleachers by yourself, but you she went anyway, leaving you alone.  

You scanned the room, desperately looking for anyone else you knew that was helping out at the dance, only to find Max on the dance floor.  Max on the dance floor with Lucas.  You shouldn’t care and you knew that.  The two of you were friends.  There was nothing else to it.  

So why did it hurt so damn much when you saw her lean in and kiss Lucas?  Your breath catches in your throat as she kisses him.  You felt tears choke your throat.  It shouldn’t hurt this much.  No matter how many times you told yourself, it still hurt.  It hurt like hell.

You didn’t even wait until the dance was done.  You stood up from the bleachers and walked out of the gym, your heart pounding in your chest and the tears clawing their way up to your eyes.  You walked until you were out of the building, the tears finally spilling out of your eyes.

You slid down the wall of the school, the tears coming out in choking sobs.  It shouldn’t have hurt this much to see her kiss someone because you were nothing but friends.  She saw you as an older sister, so it shouldn’t hurt as much as it did.  You heard the door next to you open and see Nancy standing in the doorway.

“Oh Y/N,” she whispers, kneeling down on the ground and pulling you into your shoulder to let you cry.

The two of you sat there, you crying into Nancy’s shoulder and Nancy holding you.  You didn’t know how to explain to her why you were crying, because you didn’t even know.  You didn’t know why it hurt so much to see her kiss Lucas.  You didn’t know why seeing her out there with someone else felt like you were stabbed in the gut.  All you knew is that nothing would ever feel the same again.

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Out For Blood | Chapter 5: Funhouse Mirrors

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem!Munson!Reader ; Eddie Munson x Fem!Henderson!O.C.

Warnings:  Strong language, some season 4 spoilers, Tylenol usage, yelling at a best friend, comfort, some angst.

Word Count: 2.8k words

Author’s Note: I wrote this at like midnight and finished writing at 3 am because I kept falling asleep... anyways enjoy! *barely edited*

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“Do we wake her up and tell her?” Dustin asked Jenny as he looked intently at the TV screen as the news played. Jenny bit her lip and thought for a few moments as she slowly paced between the living room and the hallway, glancing every once at her bedroom doorway - her best friend visibly still asleep.

“We can’t… I can’t, this is probably the first time in a while she’s had a decent night’s sleep, Dust.” Jenny responded, and soon they heard a knock on the door. Dustin answered the door and was met with Max, breathing heavily, she pushed past him and looked directly at Jenny before her eyes darted to Dustin’s room.

“Chrissy Cunningham?” Dustin asked as paced around his room, “Are you sure it was Chrissy?”

“Dust…” Jenny started looking at him, “He told me she was going over there after the game.” 

“I saw her in her cheerleader outfit when she was with Eddie.” Max responded.

“Did you tell all this to the cops?” Dustin asked her.

“No… no but I can’t be the only one who saw them together, they stood out… His name’s not in the news yet or anything but I guarantee you he’s suspect one now.”

“That’s crazy Eddie didn’t do this. No way.” Max raised her eyebrows at Dustin, “No way!”

“Will you two keep it down?” Jenny whisper-shouted at them. “(Y/N) is asleep in my room and these walls are thin.” 

“(Y/N)’s here?” Max asked, relief written on her face, the younger girl hadn’t seen her neighbor that night or in the morning. 

“She stayed the night. Besides, she’ll be the second person to tell you Eddie wouldn’t hurt a fly, let alone Chrissy.” Jenny crossed her arms over her chest.

“I know you guys are close with Eddie, almost as close as you both are with (Y/N) but we can’t assume that.” Max replied, “We can’t assume anything.”

“Then why haven’t you told the cops this?” Dustin questioned her.

“... I don’t know.” Max rubbed her elbow with her hand and shrugged, looking around the room nervously. 

“You don’t know?”

Max sighed before sitting on Dustin’s bed, “After I saw Eddie and Chrissy go into the trailer… something else happened.” She looked up at Jenny, who’s stance went from defensive to having empathy. “The TV went static-y like when the antennas need to be moved around but after a few seconds the lights started to flicker and then I heard Eddie scream. I saw him run into his van and drive off, which wasn’t anything too weird, he always drives like a maniac and the power goes off in my place all the time… but this morning, I started to think back and I don’t know, the look on his face, he was scared.” She looked back at Dustin, “Really scared… maybe he was scared because you know he- he just killed someone, or… maybe, maybe um…” She paused.

“Something else killed her?” Dustin asked. 

Max nodded in response, “But that’s impossible.”

Jenny sighed, “It should be… but there’s only one person who knows what actually happened. We have to tell her now Dustin, we can’t keep her in the dark if her brother’s involved.”

“But we promised Steve we wouldn’t tell her without him.” Dustin started.

“You! You promised him, I didn’t and Max didn’t either.” Jenny said as she exited the room, “(Y/N) wake up.” She gently shook her friend awake.

“Mmmh.” She hummed as she slowly opened her eyes, “What?”

“You need to get ready, we’ve got something to do.” Jenny passed her some clothes she kept in a drawer at her house.

“Okay…”

“So you’re telling me that Demogorgons from Dungeons and Dragons are real?” (Y/N) asked as she looked at Dustin and Max as they all drove to Family Video. Dustin nodded, “You’re joking. That is a big fucking lie.” 

“(Y/N), I didn’t believe them at first either.” Max said, (Y/N) turned to look at her, the younger girl nodded at her.

“Fuck…” (Y/N) sighed and sat there in silence for a few moments before turning to Jenny “So the mall fire?”

“The mall fire was real.” Jenny gulped, “But Roxy was long gone before that… same with Billy. There was nothing any of us could do, I wish there was.”

“So you let me go for almost a year, crying, blaming myself for Roxy’s death and wishing I was there to help her when there wasn’t even a chance to… you let me fucking sob on your shoulder over her death… Oh my fucking God, you let me cry over Steve standing me up when he never fucking did!” (Y/N) shouted at her best friend. 

“To be fair, he wanted to tell you, none of us were allowed to.” Dustin responded and was quickly met with a glare.

“That’s not going to comfort her, Dustin.” Max replied as Jenny pulled into a parking spot, she nodded at the two kids to run in first. The two exited the car and ran inside the store, Jenny turned towards (Y/N).

“I’m sorry, I really am.” Jenny started.

(Y/N) turned toward her best friend, tears in her eyes, “Do you know how it feels, Jennifer? Everything I knew is suddenly a distant fucking thought in the back of my mind and my entire life is being laid out in front of me but every important moment in the last few years has been a fucking lie. This entire foundation our friendship was built on wasn’t ever a fucking home for me, it was just a wall, a wall built on lies!”

“(Y/N), I wanted to tell you.” Jenny started crying as well,

“Do you ever wake up in the middle of the night after having nightmares about your best friend’s death and waking up every morning thinking you could have prevented it, or even wonder why the fuck you’re still here and she’s not? That’s been my life and you know this and you’re telling me you could have fucking saved me at least some of my pain? And now the one person in my life who hasn’t left me or lied to me about anything might be public enemy number one!” She continued.

“(Y/N) come on, you can’t put all of that on me.” Jenny pleaded.

“Oh, fuck off, Jennifer.” (Y/N) got out of the car, slamming the door and entering the store. 

“Do you want me to strangle him or do you want to do that?” 

“We can take turns.” (Y/N) scoffed as she heard the Family Video duo talk.

“Oh thank God.” Steve muttered, earning a raised eyebrow from Max. 

“(Y/N), we need a list of Eddie’s friends!” Dustin shouted.

“Got it.” (Y/N) responded walking around the counter to him.

“Max, fill them in.” (Y/N) began writing names down for Dustin, tuning out Max and the duo talking, missing when Jenny walked in.

“Here.” She handed the list to Dustin before grabbing her Walkman out of her bag, “Hey Max, do you have any Tylenol with you?”

“Yeah.” Max nodded, reaching into her own bag, pulling the bottle out and handing it to her.

“I owe you big time.” 

“Don’t worry about it.” Max smiled smally at her before turning to Dustin and helping him with the list.

“She knows.” Jenny whispered to Steve, Steve turned to look at (Y/N) as she placed her headphones on her head and pressed play on the tape.

“What?” 

“She knows now. We told her in the car, she’s mad at me more than anything else at the moment.” Jenny told him, looking over at (Y/N) who leaned against a wall with her eyes closed.

“And me?” Steve asked her.

“From what I know, no… but I can’t be too sure.”

“God dammit, that was the last number.” Jenny hung up the phone, and the group turned towards Steve.

“What?” He asked, clueless to why they would look at him. Max glared at him before nodding her head toward (Y/N) who was now sat on a stool reading her book, headphones still on.

“Dingus you’re the only one she’s responded to in the last few hours.” Robin spoke as she watched Steve still look at the rest of them confused, “We need you to ask her if there’s anyone else she can think off.” 

Steve nodded before walking over to (Y/N), she looked up at him, book marking her page, and pulled her headphones off, “Yes?”

“No one’s seen Eddie… is there any other person you could think of?” Steve touched her shoulder, “Any one you left off the list?”

(Y/N) sighed, “There is one person… but I’ve only been there once and Eddie made me swear to never follow him there again.”

“Do you think you could lead us there?” Dustin asked, interrupting the two.

“I can but it’s your funeral when Eddie asks who’s to blame why I’m there, Dustin.” (Y/N) responded.

“Okay one problem… we’re not all going to fit into one car.” Robin spoke as they all looked at the two vehicles. 

“I can drive three of you and Steve can take one.” Jenny offered.

“Cool, so I’m going with Steve.” (Y/N) said glaring at Jennifer as she walked over to Steve’s car. Steve looked confused at first but shrugged as he followed her to his car.

“Well that’s settled.” Jenny muttered, “Come on.”

Steve and (Y/N) got into his car, the radio softly started playing as he started it, “Do you want to put your mixtape in?” He asked her, and she shook her head.

“No the radio’s fine. Thank you, Steve.” 

“So uh… Where am I going?” He turned toward her.

She turned her head to look at him, “It’s near Lovers Lake.” She responded before turning her head back to look out the windshield. The two sat in silence as he drove, Jenny following them in her car not too far behind them. (Y/N) sat and thought about how her life felt like a maze, no matter what question she had it ended up either a deadend or had a few options to go down, and the further she got through that maze the more everything felt like she was looking at funhouse mirrors, as if she was surrounded by them with no clue what the real reflection was. 

“So all of this is true?” She asked quietly.

“Is what true?” Steve asked in response, taking a quick glance at her.

“The demogorgons, demodogs? The Mindflayer?” She turned to look at him.

Steve sighed, “Yeah…” He looked over at her again seeing her frown.

“So you lied to me as well.” She barely muttered. 

“I never lied to you, (Y/N/N).” Steve started, “I wanted to tell you exactly what happened but I wasn’t allowed to. None of us were allowed to tell anyone about any of this, the only reason Robin got to know was because she got dragged into it by accident. If you had been at Scoops the night before… if you had been there when we cracked that Russian code - the one that made you giggle because you thought for sure it was just some elaborate prank  the boys pulled on Dustin. I’m glad you weren’t there, and as much as it hurt me not to be able to tell you the full truth and explain to you what happened that night I was glad you didn’t get dragged into this bullshit with us. It meant I got to keep you safe from all of it, at least I thought it did.”

“Steve… it may have kept me out of physical harm but I spent nights crying myself to sleep. Over Roxy, over you, I thought you wanted nothing to do with me when you didn’t visit me after that night happened.” (Y/N) felt tears begin to form in her eyes.

“Were the phone calls and me coming to your trailer not enough of a clue?” Steve asked her as he turned down a road.

“I thought you were just trying to save face… up here on the right.” (Y/N) reached into her bag and pulled out the bottle of Tylenol Max had handed her earlier, she took two more pills.

“You’ve been popping those like they’re candy.” Steve commented as he watched her.

“I’ve been having these nasty migraines, I’m pretty sure there’s some kind of gas leak at the trailer park, Max has been experiencing them too. Right there, there’s the house.” She told Steve, “But uh the only thing that’s been truly easing the pain is listening to this mixtape. I’m not too sure who made it, but it’s all my favorite songs.” She smiled, “Puts my mind at ease, Eds even puts it on when I accidentally wake him up in the middle of the night with my screams.” Her smile faltered.

Steve parked his car and turned to face her, “I made it.”

“Huh?” She looked at him confused.

“I made the mixtape and I bought the book, I knew you left it in the back room of Scoops, you always said you loved reading in there because it was quiet but not quiet enough to where you could hear your own thoughts. You liked the little bit of noise that came from Robin, Jenny, and I taking and making orders, and you kept saying it was your favorite book. So I bought it as an apology gift… but I was too much of a chicken to actually give it to you.”

Steve drove down the dirt road, windshield wipers at full speed as the rain poured down, he parked his car a few trailers down before looking at his passenger side seat. In the seat laid a box wrapped in brown packaging paper and tied with string, he had Robin help him tie the string around the box - ‘not too tight’ he made sure to tell her ‘she has to be able to open it without getting frustrated, she hates getting frustrated with packaging and she’ll just toss it and forget it exists’. He smiled to himself as he reached into his backseat for an umbrella and got out of his car, grabbing the box and tucking it into his side making sure it didn’t get damaged. 

He started his short walk toward the Munson trailer and smiled to himself, pumping himself up to knock on the door and give her the box, but as he neared the door he lost all his confidence. He set the box down on the table underneath the awning and knocked on the door before running off, hiding in the distance far enough to where she couldn’t see him but he could see her. He watched as she opened the door, hood pulled up on her jacket as she looked around. She noticed the box and tilted her head to the side as she looked at it, walking to the table, she lifted it and read the tag ‘To: (Y/N/N)’ with a heart drawn next to it. She shook her head but set the box back down, pulling on the string surprised at the ease of its undoing. She ripped the packaging paper off and opened the box, she pulled the book out first and started to look around, a gleam of hope but she couldn’t find who she was looking for, she sighed as she placed the book back down in the box and pulled out the mixtape, written on it was ‘all your favorite songs’, she smiled at it before placing it back in the box.

 As she closed the box back up as best as she could, a car pulled up to the trailer, Eddie and Jenny got out of the car, Jenny with a bag of food in her hand and a few wrapped presents in the other, Eddie holding an umbrella over her head not caring that his hair was getting wet. She looked over them with a big smile on her face and reopened the box showing them was in the box, Eddie grabbed the mixtape reading it over as Jenny smiled back at her friend before turning and looking right over to where Steve had been hiding, but he was gone by that point, having left as soon as Eddie and Jenny showed up.

(Y/N) and Steve looked at one another, “I thought… When Jenny told me she and Robin didn’t make it, I thought she was lying.”

“She wasn’t thou-” Steve was interrupted by a knock on the window.

 “Come on you idiots, we have an Eddie to find!”

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