#i love them both so much i couldnt stop laughing at this part

[joelsmallishbeansenthusiast]

I can't believe I watched this live

[fictioonbanger]

reader in denial a bit with bestie eren!

eren x black reader

sub eren hinted a bit, alcohol usage, rough sex, facd fucking, smut, profanity.

thinking about how you and eren fuck almost every night, and i mean every night when eren finally realizes you need him as much as he needs you. but you both dont have a title yet, now dont get eren wrong. he would love a title, he wants to call you his, and for you to do the same. you just don’t know how to take it, your bestfriend of childhood being your boyfriend. it was always what you wanted, but how would it seem to others around you both when you denied multiple times already. no one to blame but yourself for digging it deeper and now being a little werry of wanting to admit your feeling for eren.

eren doesnt let you both not having a title keep you away from each other. he loved you, that was a fact and obvious. on the other hand you might say no if someone were to ask if you and eren were dating. eren on the other hand tells the full honest truth.

“nah we not together, but she still mine as i am of hers.” eren spoke sipping his cup of alcohol at the bar him and his friends were at

“so she has you under a leash?” jean chuckled taking his last of alcohol fully and tilting his head back.

eren mean mugged him and spoke up glaring at his snarky comment. “no, she doesnt.. and if she did it wouldnt be too bad.” eren shrugged and his friends laughed he rolled his eyes and looked away. day dreaming about you and how he’d kill to be with you right now.

and thats exactly what he did, except of the killing part. he grabbed his keys off the stand and began getting off the stool. “where ya goin?” armin tilted his head to look at eren from over jean. “hes gonna see his little owner.” jean chuckled to himself at his own joke causing both them to roll their eyes. “its better than being with shitface over here.” eren stood and started to walk towards the door, jean scoffed rolling his eyes and ordering another drink.

you were in your room of your pretty decorated apartment, pink picture frames, gray marbled counters, stuffed animals on your couch and little lights everywhere was how you’d describe your apartment. eren, would say different “ ‘ts too pink, make my eyes hurt baby.” hed mock you and cover his eyes as you rolled yours, the “baby” word going completely over your head. it wasnt out of the blue for eren to call you petnames, i mean you’ve asked him before and all his response is. “what? you dont like them pretty?” of course you’re gonna say you do, thats how you felt and honestly hoped he didnt stop.

you were watching a movie on your laptop snacking on whatever was in the kitchen, getting distracted by a message at 11:12pm. you really knew who it was though, eren comes at this time. not everyday of course but only when hes been out or busy.

eren <3; im at the door ma

you; mhm here i come.

rolling out of bed and straddling through your living room and towards the front door you began unlocking it. finishing then opening the door to see erens slim figure in the doorway. he had already a cracked smile on his face, he couldnt wait to see you. its been awhile and it was his fault, he knew hed have to make up for it. he thought you’d greet him with a hug and a peck on the cheek, the usual. instead you stared at him for a bit before turning around and letting him. not saying a word eren sighed and closed the door locking it then began to walk behind you. he slid his hands on each side of ur waist and put his head on your shoulder from behind. “cmon y/n, im sorry you havent seen me in awhile..i havent been ghosting you honest.” he spoke softly in your ear, he sounded so sincere and pretty upset he hadnt seen you either. “been real busy..you know id rather be here.” he said as you stood in place as he rocked you both softly side to side as he held onto you.

“doesnt matter to me..not like we’re together right?” you looked away to the side, you knew your words were bad. and that they wouldnt effect eren, he listens to all your fits and upsets. doesnt bother him a bit, only about the situation that made you feel that way in the first place. other than that he knows how to get you out that state. “dont be so mean y/n.. you hurtin my feelings.” he said sarcastically removing away from you and fake grabbing his heart. “im serious eren-“ “how about we change that then?” you were shocked at his words, eyes widening and you quickly turning to look at him. “what?” you spoke softly eyes glistening a bit and gazed upon erens face. “can we please change it..” eren spoke up then got onto his knees infront of you, holding onto your legs with both hands. he put his face by your stomach and inhaled your scent he loved so much. “i really want you y/n.. want you to be mine.” he mumbled looking up at you. you were hot in the face, feeling your blood rise up to your cheeks. “i-i want you too ren..” you spoke softer, gazing down at how he held onto you.

and this just made eren so much bolder, your emotion changing quickly at how swift he moved to leaning over you. he held your waist again and peered into your orbs with his green ones, a snarky smile on his face. “you do?” he questioned tilting his head down at you reaching close to your face. your lips barely touching as you breathed in each others air. “badly.” you breathed out, thats all eren needed to hear before sweeping you off your feet. carrying you with both hands on your ass supporting your legs wrapped around him. walking you both towards your opened bedroom noses touching as eren goes in for a kiss. you took in his tongue and slipped past your own, moaning into it and squeezing around eren. he chuckled and laid you onto the bed, he was leaning over your body. humping his hard crotch into your clothed cunt in missionary. he groaned staring at just how your face looks when he makes you feel good.

eren didnt hold back the whole night, putting you in positions you didnt know you were capable of. he fucked you into a babbling mess under him. “ ‘s too much!! cant take i-it ren!” you squealed out as he pushed deeper hitting the spot he hit earlier making you yet orgasm again. your eyed rolled in the back of your head as you released onto him, cum dripping down and sliding his shaft wetting his balls. eren saw this and looked up to were your mouth was open. he smirked and quickly grabbed a fist full of your braids making you do a soft yelp that moved into a low moan. “how bout you clean your mess up hm?” with a handful he moved you up and towards his leaking dick with his precum standing pearly off the tip and your cum that covered it. you willingly took him fully into your mouth without another word, you let him into your throat and placed soft kisses on his tip. feeling your throat once eren couldnt get enough and forced your head onto him more, now guiding you. you loved when eren was like this, when he was in control. he liked when youd do it to, but pleasuring you more was his ideal choice. you licked him up and jerked him off while doing it making erens toes curl. he tried to move away at a point but was stopped by a hard hand on his thigh that kept him down. “m-m gonna fuckin cum..” he seethed out through his teeth as his hips started to move on his own fucking your face as you kinda took control. he was eager to nut and his hips had a mind of their own chasing his high. you took him fully one last time in your throat as erens hips buckled. he grabbed ahold of your head pushing it down one last time as he came into your mouth. moaning a loud mess and breathing ever so heavily, he caressed your cheek hand leaving your head, wiping away the tears that poured while he face fucked you.

“this means you’re mine now yeah?” eren thumb was still wiping under your eye, tilting his head he slowly moved it to your plumped lips parting them and making way for his thumb. you took it into your mouth and gave it a soft suck as you kissed it after

“mm yeah.” was your response, and it couldnt have made eren happier hearing this. causing you both to go into your 7th round? counting yes.

[xhanelia]

I’ve discovered your blog and it’s single handedly feeding my current valorant obsession, I love your writing so much. With that said, could I please request a some fluffy confession scenes with Sova or possibly Chamber? Thank you so much!

I will abandon this page istg i hate tumblr but this is a request i can write in one go so here i am at 00:43. Lets see when i'll finish it. (Im done and its 03:00)

<<<The reader is another agent in the protocol in this fic. Sova part is GN and Chamber part is female reader. >>>

Hope you like it! And thank you sm!!

Confession headcannons with Sova and Chamber

He is the hollywood star of hiding emotions and pressing them in so no one can tell what he really feels or who is the person he has eyes on. Exept himself ofcourse.

He is not some kind of "i'll built up my emotions inside so i wont hurt anyone" kind of person. He knows he shouldnt hide them too long or it can cause damage. He talks about his problems to Brim like everybody does. But not love, ofcourse.

He thinks that he shouldnt feel like this to a coworker. Not that there isnt any couples in the HQ. There is Raze and KJ and he knows that Brim allows it.

He is probably scared of you rejecting him. If so, there will be a moody aura between whenever you two need to team up for a mission. He cannot allow that. That will effect both of your morals and the performance.

But every second he is not speaking about his feelings is like a torture to him. Like all of his energy is drawn out of him when he returns from a mission or just from trainings.

Spending his day at his room, not practising archery, not having conversations much often, sitting in the plane and looking out of the window while going to a mission rather than giving courage to people is not like him. Something is bothering him. Clearly.

You went to sit next to him. He immediately turned his head to you. "Did something happened?" He asked.

"I should be the one asking you that." You said. He stared at you for a good 15 seconds.

"Lets have this conversation after the mission." He suggested with the pressure of his own feelings. It was getting too much for him to handle. You did not pressed on it. The mission was a short one after all. Everyone did good and went back to the HQ with the same plane.

He immediately regret his choice of words when you stood infront of him when he tried to get out of the plane. He was planning to found an excuse but he didnt had the time to think about that.

"Umm..." he said trying to get some time to think. You lift a brow, implying that you both know why you are in his way.

"Lets talk about it when no one is around, shall we?" He said while bending over you a little.

"There is no one around, Sasha. You took unexpectedly long to leave the plane." You said. You were not letting him escape again.

He sighed. Looking around, really no one was left at the landing field. He grabbed your arm and getting you two both out of the plane. The sky was open and orange with the sunset of the beautiful winter.

He held both of your hands. You could feel the shake of them. It was ironic that the sniper of the protocol's hands was shaking that easily before you.

"You dont have to say anything, its better if we pretend that i said nothing, but..." you tilted your head and frown at the words. "I am in love with you." He says.

He is too scared to look you in the eyes or hear the words that will come out of your mouth so he continues to speak.

"I was too scared that our friendship will never be the same after my confession so i kept this feelings inside but they didnt stop growing. I felt like i was drowning and couldnt hide it anymore. I am sorry if i ruined our friendship and-"

He stopped after hearing your laugh. Did he said something stupid? Was this so childish for him to do? Why were you laughing?

"You were hiding this from me? For how long?" You said. He got confused. "Uhh... for... over 4 or 5 months?" He said, unsure about when he got this crush over you.

"You should have told me from the start silly. I like you too!" As you said, his eyes lit up with the happiness. Holding your hands tighter, he asked. "Really? Are you real? You are not saying that because you dont want me to feel bad, do you?"

With your head shake as a no, he hugs you while both of you laugh with joy. And there goes your first kiss with him. Under the orange sky with the blow of an air like a celebration of the nature for both of you.

Mhm. We all know this man aint hiding nothing. He shall show you and everyone that he has eyes on you so that nobody can steal you from him untill he officialy takes you out.

Yea i feel like he would take you out to an extra expensive restaurant to confess, even the offer itself looks like the confession already.

"Chamber, you really dont have to." You say while hanging the vandal back to its place. Training was over and the french man knew your schedule from head to toe. It was impossible for him to miss any of your free times.

"Please, the randevu was made from weeks ago. Plus, if it isnt going to be you then who is it?" He says while giving you the card of the restaurant. On the card, it was written the place of the restaurant (i will die from this stuffy nose istg i cannot write) with the date and time of the randevu with his fancy handwriting.

You gave a smile to him. Not often you got this kind of... um... take outs? (I forgor the word in english) He was generous to offer you this. Altough it was clear why he did this.

You contact Brim to clear that day but he said that Chamber did it for you. Then you discover that nearly everyone knows about the "take out" that you guys will have.

"O. M. G. You know that he will confess you that night, right?" Jett said while cutting cucumbers to put on her eyes but Phoenix eats them trying not to get caught. The girls night is getting little heavy on you. (Pho is one of the girls idc.)

"Yea, yea, i know. Who doesnt." You said while rolling your eyes. Trying to not pop the conversation much.

"I mean, i didnt got a confession in a fancy restaurant." KJ said while looking at Raze. Who has no idea whats going on.

"Well, im okay if he wants to do it this way but im not sure if i'll fit in that kind of atmosphere. Everyone and everything is so expensive. You know." You said while shaking your shoulders.

"Are you kidding me? That french has his eyes on you. You think he will matter if you fit in or not?" Neon lifts the cucumbers from her eyes and looks at you from the couch. You lift your hands sideways as to tell you dont know.

"We will make you fit." Phoenix says with excitement. "What is the date?" He asks while everyone awaits the answer from you.

Eventually, the date comes. Everyone you gave the date is more excited than you. Preparing your dress, makeup and everything like its a doll dressing game.

When it comes to Chamber, he was ready more than ever. It was like classic Chamber yet so different. He had his 'special occasion suit' on him and a smug smile on his face. He offers you his arm and you take it.

(You go to the restaurant but its getting too late and i need some sleep so imma skip that part.)

"So..." he says while you both sit face to face, eating dinner. He had studied this for over how many times and yet he is still nervous. You turned your look at him and raise a brow.

"We both know why we are here, Vincent. I like you too. You dont have to give me a whole speech." You said. Drinking some of the wine to cover your face and overexcitement.

He laughs at your boldness. "Its open like a book, isnt it?" He looks straight into your eyes. You feel like they could pierce through you. "Thats my girl. Bold and smart as always" He says. "You dont need a brain to see that you have eyes on me." It was your time to laugh.

He looks at you with that stupid smirk on his face. Like he truly fell in love if you. "I love you." He says. Giving up on the talk he had prepared. He felt like it was the only thing he needed to say.

Even if that three words was the only thing he said, they made your heartbeat race up immediately. With a giggle, you hold his hand that is on the table. "I love you." You said. The only thing he said and the only thing he needed to hear from you was the same nontheless.

[strrykais]

lie with you - not a date 📖

word count 1k.? (i lost track)

jisung was shitting bricks. he rarely has people come into his sanctuary, and much less girls. he has only had a total number of 3 girls in here. one his mom, two his ex and the last was you.

you made jisung really nervous, he fully couldn’t understand why. he kind of just pinned it on his social anxiety and went along his day. you were always so kind to him and you never really pushed him to do things that made him uncomfortable. in all honesty it started the day yall got stuck in the elevator. thats when the little feeling in his stomach started to form.

so with 7:30 creeping up on him, jisung is pacing the apartments living room trying to calm his beating heart.

“ji you okay? you look like you are gonna throw up.” donghyuck says walking out the smush room getting it ready for his one nighter.

“yeah im fine.” jisung quickly dismisses donghyuck wiping his sweaty hands on the front of his jeans.

“don’t be so nervous its just yn. you will be fine.” he says patting his hand on jisungs shoulder. “its almost 7:30 you should probably head down there.”

“yeah you are right. it will be fine!” jisung wasnt so convinced. grabbing his belongings, he ops to take the stairs to buy him some more time before he had to face the music.

the knock on the door doesn’t even catch you by surprise. jisung was always punctual, so when you opened the door the wind blowing the small pieces of your hair back, you give a bright smile to jisung on the other side.

“come in, let me grab my jacket. im not sure how cold you keep it in the studio!” you say with a big smile of excitement. you loved that jisung was letting you into his art life. you wanted to show him you cared so of course when he offered the opportunity to see his studio you couldnt say no.

the walk to jisung’s studio was quiet, but in a calming way. jisung was too focus on not making a fool of himself. he was worried he would say the wrong thing and have you running for the hills. but he knew you would never especially when you basically watched him embarrass himself in the elevator last time.

you were more focus on your boyfriend, he hasn’t messaged you back since you told him you were helping out a friend. was he upset? mad at you? you weren’t sure why. you both could of been together tonight but when work calls he always answers. before you could go further into self doubt jisungs smooth voice pulls you out.

“im sorry were you saying something?” you asked. jisung gives you a small smile, pointing up at the skies the beautiful reds, pinks and blues mixing. “my favorite part of the day, its always been my favorite to paint.”

“crazy because this is my favorite time too. right before the stars come out.” jisung gives out a breathy laugh leading the both of you to what you assume is the studio.

it was a lot smaller than you envisioned it, in the corner sat a desk with scattered sketches and charcoal. on the other was an unfinished painting of a beautiful sunset.

“its cozy in here” you say breathing in the smell of the chemicals of the paint he had left out which now was hard as rock stuck to the palette.

you continued to walk around the studio jisung close behind. the last of the sun shinning through the large windows showing the outside world. you suddenly stop, causing jisung to slightly bump into you. he mumbles out a sorry but you didn’t hear him your eyes caught something.

“you haven’t used the paintbrushes i got you? they are nice you should use them!” you say reaching out to softly touch the bristles.

rubbing the back of his neck, jisung nervously laughs. “yeah i didnt want to ruin something like this. it was from you and i wanna treasure it.”

you smile at him “its a gift for you to use, if you really mess them up that bad ill just get you some new ones okay?”

“promise?” jisung helds out his pinky. you glance down at his much larger hand and wrapped your smaller pinky around his “promise.”

jisung smiled and lead you to the desk of unfinished charcoal drawing, “im working on shadowing with charcoal wanna be model” he says looking at you while you stare at the beautiful drawings he had laid around.

“yeah how do you want me.” you perked up ready to listen to whatever jisung said. ears turning red, he leads you to a stool and sits you down.

you guys hung out well past midnight chatting and playing around in his studio. he showed you the art in mastering charcoal drawings and on the way home you showed him the star constellations in the sky.

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a/n : i was eating in the first half… maybe writing isnt for me. this was kinda bad….

tags : @onlyhyunjin

[v-ternus]

*that* SwissDew video

So ughhhhhhhh, yall saw that right?!?!? Anyways. It made me start thinking. And then my brain did some thinking with @iamthecomet And our combined thinking has now left me with 1.5k words of nasty.

explicit | princess dew | daddy swiss | handjob | forcedfem |dressing room quickie | breeding | idk what else |

Under the cut for your reading pleasure :)

The stage lights barely have a chance to dim before Swiss is herding Dew backstage, hand on his back, planted firmly.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Dew snarls as he’s accidentally shoved into the shoulder of an unsuspecting techie. Swiss swings his head back to mumble a half-assed apology, only to keep moving forward. He doesnt dignify the question with a response beyond plastering a shit-eating grin across his face.

The rest of the walk back to the dressing room goes by quickly and Dew is practically thrown in right as he turns the doorknob. He tries to find his balance but his boots catch on a part of the scrunched up carpet and it sends him to the floor. He falls hard, dropping all of his weight onto his knees. He’s sure they’ll be black and blue by the end of the night.

Swiss closes the door behind them and postures himself right in front of Dew. 

“Infront of everyone?” Dew grits through his question, jaw clenched at the disaster that Swiss could’ve caused.

Swiss brings a hand up to cradle Dew’s face and coos as he thumbs across his heated cheeks. “Dont pretend like you didnt like it bug.” Dew has no rebuttal. Because of course he liked it—

He liked the way Swiss’ hand splayed over his hip and waist in an attempt to hold him steady while his other hand gripped his cock. He liked when Swiss dug his fangs into his tense flesh.

He especially liked the way the fans cheered as he was gropped in front of them all.

He’s been hard since then, struggling to play his parts with each second that passed by. He almost missed his cues because he couldnt walk without his guitar rubbing against him.

Dew is pulled out of his head when Swiss drops himself down to his knees, loosely interlacing his legs with Dew’s. His free hands falls to the front of Dew’s uniform and palms at his crotch. Dew looks down and the sight makes him whine. Swiss’ hand covers up so much of his lap. Its as if they both thought the same, cause Dew swears he heard Swiss laugh. 

“Stop teasing bitch,” he tries to sound unamused, aggressive even. But he fails. His voice wavers as Swiss squeezes his throbbing cock particularly harder. 

“But its fun to watch you like this,” Swiss says as he kneads at Dew. They both know he could be meaner, mean enough to leave Dew achingly hard and alone, but thats not what Swiss wants right now.

He palms at Dew for a mere moment longer before he finally starts unlacing his pants. He works the garments down just enough for Dew’s cock to spring up towards his vest, the ruddy tip spreading his slick across the delicate velvet.

Swiss drags a finger along the short length, tracing along the vein that runs on the underside, stopping at the spot right under the head. He makes Dew hiss when he presses against down and watches as a bead of pre wells up at the tip.

“You’re an asshole.” Swiss chuckles again, loving the way Dew squirms and protests under his touch. “I know.”

He gives Dew no time to adjust— he just sends things from zero to a hundred. The teasing and feather light touches turn into a warm hand completely wrapping around his cock and slowly stroking from root to tip. The pleasure is a relief, and he makes sure to share his enjoyment. Breathy moans freely fall from his lips and they sound like music to Swiss' ears.

“You sound so pretty Dew.” Swiss sounds like he means every word.

“Fuck you.”

Swiss tightens his grip before tutting his disappointment. His eyes cast over Dew with a stern, cold look on his face. “That’s a bit rude isnt it?” Dew tries to ignore the game Swiss is playing at.

“But I think I'm feeling really generous right now princess,” 

“Dont call me that.” Anything but that, Dew thinks.

Swiss brings his free hand up to thumb at the base of one of Dew’s horns. Its nice, nice enough that a low purr rumbles through him. But whatever softness he was basking in goes up in flames as Swiss uses said horn to wrench his head back. His neck bends at an unnatural angle and he feels exposed. 

“Shh baby, Daddy knows what’s best, doesnt he?” Swiss’ voice drips thick, laced with poison that floods Dew’s bloodstream.

Swiss leans forward to rest his forehead against Dew’s.

A sinister smile creeps over Swiss’ face as he moves his grip to wrap around Dew’s dick and balls. Much to Dew's displeasure, he squeezes. Really squeezes. And hell it fucking hurts. Tears threaten to fall from the corners of Dew's eyes. He winces and tries to pull himself backwards, away from the pain. But all it does is tug against his already tender groin. 

“Here’s how this is going to work baby,” Dew breathes through the pain and focuses on the deep voice weaving into his hazy mind. He listens to the sounds of sin and depravity and it reminds him of all of their other nights spent like this– Swiss just taking him apart, putting him through the thick of it until he has proper streaks of tears working down his chiseled features. 

“You get to cum whenever you’re ready,” Dew’s breath hitches, sensing a trap. There’s gotta be a catch to this. Dew manages to make eye contact and he’s surprised by what stares back at him. The golden eyes trained on him have suddenly gone soft, donning a warmer, less threatening gaze. Had it been any other night, it would be endearing, but tonight, its nothing better than a threat.

“You just gotta fuck this cute little clit into my fist, how’s that sound Princess?” 

There it is.

Dew nods mindlessly. Says anything and agrees to it all, just to get the crushing grip away from his jewels.

“Yeah… whatever. Fuck, just let go.” Having finally gotten his answer, Swiss’ hand withdraws and returns with a kinder touch. This time, the hand moves to cup Dew’s balls. He rolls them gently, tugs at them just enough to make Dew groan before backing off again. 

“Are you ready princess?” There’s that fucking word again. Swiss doesn't wait for a response, he just sits up, and holds his fist right over Dew’s achingly red dick. Dew takes what's offered and rocks his hips up. The sound he lets out is embarrassing at best— a high, feminine moan that shoots from Swiss’ ears, straight down to his cock. He's now pressed up tight against the seam in his underwear.

Dew keeps rocking, chasing his release so that this can all just be over. The filthy wet noises he's making between them fill the otherwise hushed room.

He can't stop himself from listening to Swiss whisper how pretty he gets like this, or how he cant wait to get back to the hotel so he can dress him up in that lingerie set Aether had bought.

Swiss feels Dew's cock kick at the mere mention of Aether, he files that away for a later date.

“You want me to breed you nice and good after this Dewy? I’ll fill you with my kits, you’d be so full.”

“Shut up,” Dew groans. “Shut up and just let me finish.” His eyes screw up tight and he tries to think of anything else besides Swiss’ words, but it's a futile attempt. The words flash across his mind and echo in his ears. 

Swiss can feel how close he is, he can feel each twitch of Dew’s cock when his thrusts press him into Swiss’ hand just right. Dew starts to lose his pace, thrusts quickly becoming uncoordinated ad his breathing becomes more and more ragged.

Swiss watches his quickly pitiful moves and decides to help him out. He starts to jerk him off, doing his best to match the pace of his hips so that his fist bottoms out at the top of his thrusts.

“Are you close my love?” Swiss presses his lips against the side of his mate's face, breathes in his scent, warm and burnt, and presses a kiss to his temple. He hears a pleased hum and knows that this is his chance.

"Whenever you're ready Dewy." Dew tries to speak. He tries to find the words-- any words-- that could describe this moment. But his brain just wont seem to work. All he can do is pant and feel each decadent, wet glide of Swiss' hand over the swollen head of his cock.

"Close. -m close,"

“Go ahead and squirt all over daddy’s hand,” Swiss surprises even himself with how he was able to say the words.

Something inside Dew unravels. He surges forward, digs his claws into Swiss’ sides as he cums. They watch as milky ropes of his spend stripe over Swiss' hand.

Swiss works him through his orgasm, lightly stroking until his cock is drained of all he has to give. He only stops when Dew twitches from overstimulation.

Some of his cum drips down to the floor and Swiss groans in disappointment. There's always next time.

The multi ghoul leans forward and crashes his lips into Dew's. The kiss is lazy and there's no sense of urgency to go along with it. They just kneel in the middle of the room, and lap at whatever parts they can reach.

Swiss pulls back and catches an eyeful of Dew’s puffy red lips and the blissed out look across his face.

“You were so good for me princess.”

Dew feels his cock make a feeble attempt at filling out again– princess.

[cupiohearts]

DONT DISTURB THE DEAD ?! - gun, dg, goo with came back from the dead! s/o (gn)

a/n : THE WOMAN, THE MAN THEMSELF IS BACK

you were someone so memorable to GUN. he hadnt realized back then how much he loved but once you had left it was like a piece of him had just vanished. your reappearance felt like ascension.

gun admired you from the very beginning. in fact your fighting prowess was the entire reason you got scouted in the first place. it was unfortunate that you left them all behind. he grieved for months.

at first he was unsure what he felt in the first place. the reason why everytime he went out for a smoke, he recalled every moment when you would take it out of his mouth and stomp it. telling him he would die early and he would banter back and say that he already would.

he missed the small chuckles whenever you got drunk and would tell him an embarassing memory of when you were younger.

so when he saw you again all of his months in confusion had left him a final answer. he loved you.

you were different from back then (of course so it's been 5 years). you were more confident then back then, your face got more matured over the years and you wore a stoic look.

but he could still tell that it was you. the way that you had widened your eyes upon seeing him, he could find himself staring at every feature of you that he oh so dearly missed.

"i found you again..." the end of his words were let out breathlessly. the tension was heavy and you both stood there waiting for another word.

he found himself waiting for another word to hear what the sound of his future would be.

but for now he could deal with the talking stage. maybe he can once again earn all of your love and maybe he might become your man.

GOO was an eccentric person to day the least. you were once his right hand in command, following him everywhere like a baby duck. the most unfortunate part of that tale was that baby ducks get lost easily.

heavy breath filled the air, you heaved in everything you could. eyes were bloodshot as you went on the adrenaline all that was in your mind was keep running and dont stop.

you couldnt even hear anyone behind you, rushing past a group of people that opened up a path for you. in your mind it went into your old instinct where it said to find goo.

you missed him dearly, he probably did too. after being trapped inside a dungeon hell, you knew you needed to find him. your instinct had also told you that he would be there for you. it was never wrong.

"y/n?!"

a familar voice ringed in your ear. it made you stop running and look around. to search for the familar face before you caught him. he spotted you and hugged you so tight you couldnt breath, but you didnt want to let go even if it killed you.

you missed his loud laughs, you missed being able to make snarky comments at his frankly dumb ones. he was what you needed most.

the hug went on for so long. you released yourself from his grasps and took a look at his face.

"thank you for being here"

DG liked to say that he was a professional man and that he would never ever fall in love. or atleast thats what he would like to believe is the image of himself. falling in love with you was the best and worst thing to happen to him.

his mind was forever haunted by the memory of your face when you fell. your face looked haunted, the wind blew all the hair in front of your face and you fell. he didn't know what happened next, all that he could remember was screaming when he saw your body become tinier and tinier with a splash into the cold ocean.

for the next month he was traumatized by your face. lashing out at anyone who mentioned your name. overtime he gradually begun to accept that your were gone, the sleepless nights wondering if you were alive were all merely delusions.

but this- this couldnt be procured from his mind.

the image of you looked older than the one you originally had when you were younger. in all of his hallucinations of you, you looked the same as you were younger.

slowly he reached his hand to feel your skin. it was warm and lifelike. your eyes flickered up to his and with a smile you said "im back"

a tight hug on you had ended your sentence and you smiled in his arms. "its alright, i'm back" you patted his back. dg couldn't respond to you but he forever remembered your picture.

he didnt care how you survived, because youre here now. you were here now and it might be selfish of him to say but he wanted to keep you here forever.

"dont leave me again please" you laughed at this and nodded. tracing the words.

i will love you forever.

[k4shixe]

Helloooo!

Could I request Haikyuu characters Oikawa, Sugawara and Kuroo with a chubby reader who's an extrovert and loves books and movies and CANNOT stop yapping about them? I feel like they'd listen to them and just be happy to be included in their rambles.

Haikyuu Boys with Reader That Always Talks About Books and Movies

Staring; Toru Oikawa, Koshi Sugawara and Tetsuro Kuroo

Pairings; Oikawa x gn!reader, Sugawara x gn!reader, Kuroo x gn!reader

CW; chubby reader, affection, pet names (baby,babe and sweetheart), written at 2am ;)

Toru Oikawa

* You guys actually at a meet up with friends, he saw how you stood out from the rest and weren’t shy to speak about your interests

* When you guys went on your first date, he cant lie he did find it a bit annoying as you kept on going into some lore when he just wanted to know your current book your reading or movie you liked because (fyi) he’s a little self centred

* He also loves reading and watching movies, he always finds some time to do so

* But he loved those little moments when you did stop to ask for his input and you’d get plenty to go off of

* When you guys officially started dating you would both go to the little cafe down the street to the high school and would discuss a movie

* Discuss means poor Oikawa listening to you rant about how the two main protagonists should’ve ended up together

* He would take you to his practices and join you every chance he got to ask for an update on whats happening since he doesn’t want to get left behind

* “Babe, I think we should continue our conversation somewhere else” he says as he glances around the room to everyone staring at you both after the 6th angry shout about why the author killed off your favourite side character

* It was late afternoon anyways so you agreed of course since you were far from finishing and continued telling him about your current read

* “And they got lost while snow boarding so they had to cuddle up together, like it was sooo cute!” You mindlessly rambled on

* “Do you wish it was you?” Oikawa teased as he opened the door to the apartment

* “Well…mayb- AHH PUT ME DOWN OIKAWA”

* “Sorry, gotta give my book worm her nap”

* He took you to the couch and let you lay on his lap while he snuggled you in a blanket and put on your favourite movie to watch <3

Koshi Sugawara

* The instant you and Sugawara met, you knew it was meant to be

* He was just as interested in any movie or book you’ve read

* He loved listening to your talk about you favourite shows with so much passion

* Your favourite spots would be a little bench in the park or a small cafe to get a quick snack

* You were so cute to him as you excitedly told him about the newest release and he would excitedly reply with the same energy or more

* He is so cute he would rather die then interrupt you, never wanting to miss a thing and would always tell you where you left off so you could continue

* He and you would take turns choosing books and set a goal or have a challange on who could finish it first

* It was honestly just a way to have someone to talk to about your current read but Sugawara never refused and always took the challenge

* This man would never ever get mad at you for anything, even if you spoil what would happen he would just laugh it off

* He would join you at lunch as you always had something to say

* Always had some sort of input

* “I just cant believe they done her so dirty”

* “YES YOUR SO RIGHT! LIKE HOW COULD THEY!” you shouted a bit too loud but you couldnt help it. You loved when he was listening and matched you energy (which is always)

* His favourite part would always be when you both had a date at home and snuggle under the blanket with a torch and a book ready to be started <3

Tetsuro Kuroo

* You guys met accidentally while he was practicing

* You were talking (complaining) to Kenma about why Kuroo couldnt just participate a little on the group assignment when he so happens to over hear

* “Oh someones talking about me” he would say smugly as he watched you mess up your words trying to make up an excuse to cover up your reason

* “Sorry, Im more focused on my extra-curricular right now. But I’ll try a little so you wont have to do it all”

* You met up after school and thats when he first came into contact with your true self

* At first it was slight remarks to books that he was forced to read for school but later he couldn’t tell but he knew it was quoted

* He asked you about it and you told him you were into books and movies and as a joke he said he was too

* Big mistake tho

* Cause when you started dating you made him read and watch all kinds of stuff

* He had to tell you eventually when he couldn’t keep up with the amount of requested books he had to read or movies to watch

* You were sad that he couldn’t relate to anything you were saying but he encouraged you to keep talking

* He would stare at you while you spoke, adoring you

* Literally loved how adorable you looked with your eyes sparkling in excitement and your little hand gestures as you explained to him for context

* Sometimes he would take you out for dates just to admire you

* “Kuroo? Are you listening?”

* “Hm? Oh yeah. Something about the dungeon being different”

* Your heart melted. It wasnt spot on but he was listening

* “Yeah they took the dragons away and added purple limestone during the years-“

* “And they made her go into the room without her helmet”

* “What, they tricked her?!” He would reply dramatically with a gasp

* “Why?!”

* You were going to forget the fact you already mentioned that part for the sake of his reactions

* When walking home he would hum and nod while watching around his surroundings as he listened to you speak

* “Thats literally not fair, like why did they end up together! Like the others had much cuter moments like when they went to the movies together”

* He smirked as he turned to you

* “Sweetheart, would you like to watch a movie together?”

* He took you to the couch anyways and let you lay on his chest with a blanket on top as you both watched your favourite movie for the 4th time <3

A/n; I love this idea sm and it is so cute! I agree that they would all listen and put their input. I apologise if it is bad or for any mistakes as I just saw and started write this at 2am. Please send in any more requests as im always open and Hope You Enjoy! :)

[forevery0urs]

imagine wedding cake test with eren!!

“Babe why couldnt you just pick your favorite flavor?” Eren asks as he open the door for you.

“Cause WE need to choose a flavor we’re both going to agree on,Mister.” You poke his chest,walking inside the cake shop. You lift your sunglasses up into your hair,letting your eyes adjust to the lighting.

You walk up to the counter and talk with the worker while Eren looks around.

He looks at the little cake figures. He looks at each and every one of them,not noticing that you’re talking to him.

“Eren” You snap really loud in his face. He stops staring at them,finally looking at you. “oh shit sorry”

You extend out your hand,letting Eren grab it. You follow the worker to the back of the cake store and walk into this fancy restaurant place.

“Are we tasting cake or eating at an expensive restaurant?” Eren whisper in your ear. “It’s just the way they make their clients taste the cake” You whisper back.

You sit down at this round table and Eren sits next to you. “Are you nervous?” He looks at you. “For what,mama?” You just shake your head

“Doing wedding stuff doesn’t make you nervous?” He just sits and thinks for a little. “Yeah but i’ll be even more nervous on the actual day” You smile.

“You’re not gonna run out on me,are you?” You grab him by his jaw. “Of course not,baby.” He chuckles. You pull him in and kiss him.

He smiles,placing one hand on the chair and another on your waist. You place a few more kisses before letting go of his jaw and pulling away.

He blushes like crazy.He places his head between your shoulder and neck,gently placing light kisses on the skin.

“Thank you so much” He hears you speak, lifting up his head and seeing all the different cakes on the table labeled with their flavors.

“Which one do you want to try first?” You ask him,placing your bag in between you and Eren’s chair.

“Ummm we can do this one.” He says as he grabs the red velvet cake. He grabs a spoonful and feeds you it.

He notices how your face lights up by the taste but also how you scrunch your face a bit because it’s too sweet.

“The cake part was amazing pero the frosting was too sweet” He was right. He loves you so much that he can tell what you like and what you don’t like.

He sees you write down things on a little paper they gave you and he takes a bite out of the cake.

“What do you think,mi vida?” You ask him as you place the pen down. “I think that it taste good but i wouldn’t want it as our cake.” He says as he pushes the cake to the side.

“Okay next flavor. Umm i’ll do this one” You grab the Chocolate one. He lets you try it first.

“It’s super sweet” You scrunch up your face a bit,feeding Eren a piece. “Yeah.I’ll be too hyper.”

You smile. “Imagine how hyper the kids would be”

He looks at you “Mama, there’s gonna be no kids at the wedding cause everyone is gonna be stupid drunk” He says as he grabs the next flavor

“Oh shit, you’re right. Maybe we should get a alcohol infused cake!” You say excitedly,jumping up and down a little.

He laughs, kissing your cheek.

___________

“So definitely not pumpkin spice.” He gags a little, putting the last flavor aside. You laugh.

“So it’s in between, vanilla and red velvet.” You write down whatever you’re writing down and Eren tries the red velvet again.

“Hey baby what if we just ask for a less sweeter frosting for red velvet?” Eren suggest.

“We could do that cause i think vanilla is too boring” You look up at him. “So red velvet?” He asks

“yeah because for me it seems like a good flavor for a wedding.” You say as you push your hair behind your ear before writing down red velvet as your choice.

He stares and admires your beauty,wondering how he got the most beautiful woman in the world.

“Okay let’s go.” You grab your purse and get up,grabbing the paper too.

He gets up and follows you. He waits for you to give the paper for the worker.

“So we just have to ask how specifically you want your cake to look like…” He zones off from whatever the worker was telling you and stares at you.

“Do you want to do 3 tier or 4?” You ask him, turning around. “We can do whatever you think is enough for everyone”

“Yeah we’ll do 4 tier because it’s a of people” You tell the worker. She then asks you how you want the cake to look like and you show her the inspiration pic.

“Okay then your total will come out to… $2,521. You can leave a deposit of $500.” The worker tells you.

You look back at Eren because it’s a lot of money but he’s already pulling out his wallet to pay in full.

“I’ll just pay in full since i’m carrying the cash around anyways.” He hands the money to the worker.

“Eren es mucho dinero” You whisper to him. “Baby i want us to have our dream wedding,price doesn’t matter to me.” He whispers back, hugging you from behind.

The worker gives you the change and tells you to have a good day.

Eren let’s go and you open the door,putting on your sun glasses.

“Hey baby.what if instead of us being the wedding topper, it can just be you since most of the attention is gonna be on you” He wraps his around around you,kissing the top of your head.

“Ahaha very funny,Eren” “I’m not joking”

[seongclb]

KISS, MARRY, KILL. ▸ 03 boss man sir + written part

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SYNOPSIS ▸ as if your catastrophic love life couldn’t get worse, senior year arrives to deteriorate the mess — who would have thought you’d return to see your first love and your current love turn out to be best friends along with park sunghoon being in almost all of your subjects this year? worst of all, the party of the year publicly announces your specific interest in each of them.

Sunghoon begins to usher people into a circle in the middle of the dark lit room, mumbling words about games but luckily for him, he doesn’t need to make much effort since everyone’s likely to follow him just from his looks alone.

He meets eyes with you standing beside the drinks, definitely not failing to admire your outfit. In the midst of this, he notices how your eyes are lingering upon his friend, Jay. Sunghoon walks over and drapes an arm of his around his friends, “Jay, join us for the game.”

Jay looks over at the circle of people and nods, but before doing so, he stops and stands a few feet in front of you, “You coming?”

You feel the corners of your lips tug upwards into a smile before you walk beside Jay to the circle of people. You almost forget about the unwanted presence among you both but the sound of his screechy voice drags you out of your happy bubble.

“Why did you ask her to come?” Sunghoon says to Jay, not so subtly.

Darting your eyes to throw him a death stare, Sunghoon smirks whilst Jay laughs at the pettiness unravel in front of him.

Ignoring his remarks, you sit in the circle beside your friends, who make your situation painfully obvious, and Jay who you’re attempting to hide the painfully obvious situation from.

“I thought it would be fun to play a game of Kiss, Marry & Kill. Who’s up for it?” Jake claps his hands together along with revealing a wide grin on his lips. After hearing no attempts of protests, he smiles even wider, “Great. Let’s start.”

Many rounds go past, eliciting the crowd to grow and laughter to roar through the large room. You’ve noticed that only three people in the entire room have been given celebrities as a somewhat cop out, and those three are: Jake, Jay and Sunghoon. They, too, seem to have noticed the pattern but decided to pay no mind to it.

After Jake, it’s your turn and you begin to feel the number of eyes on you.

“Since your friends are here, we’ll ask them to do your round,” Jake gestures to your friends sitting beside you.

You feel your stomach drop as you frantically look at them to not do anything stupid — but to no avail.

Yunjins eyes are full of excitement, “Jake, Jay and Sunghoon.”

Your mouth drops open and you don’t even dare to look behind you at their faces. You don’t dare to look anywhere, in fact but you remind yourself to get back at your friends for this.

With a gulp, you hesitantly answer, “Kiss Jake, marry Jay and kill Sunghoon.”

Then, you dash out of the room in embarrassment with the sounds of laughter following your sprints up the stairs.

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[sutherkins]

what dating peter sutherland is like part two 💌

• be prepared to have everything done for you whether you ask him to do it or not

• did you offhandedly mention the list of chores you need to do? dont worry about it, peters got it covered

• he likes to cook for you

• before he started dating you, he actually had no clue how to cook anything that wasnt super simple like boxed pasta

• in the early stages of the relationship he took cooking classes to get better and while hes not a professional, he can make you some pretty good homemade meals

• in return, you like to exercise your hobby for baking and make him a lot of sweet treats

• he loves watching competitive baking/cooking shows and no one can tell me otherwise

• you both love to watch them together and will wait until both of you are free to catch up on any episodes you missed

• he’s extremely supportive

• going to a pride parade? he’s there to support you (and everyone there) and have fun!

• a protest perhaps? he’ll stand right next to you with his own sign

• he loves dogs

• he loves being in nature

• any time he gets hurt he recites the names of his favorite basketball players to distract himself from the pain

• his favorite place to be is with you at his cabin

• he loves to give you gifts every once in a while especially if he notices that you’ve been eyeing something specific but havent gotten it for yourself yet

• staying in with you is his preferred way to have a date, hes not fond of being around people too much

• he’ll 100% take you to a restaurant, fancy or otherwise, if you want him to

• most of the time theyre diners or small businesses

• peter knows what having a panic attack is like so he for sure will help you out and have techniques and methods for you to try when you’re having one yourself

• this is inspired by @underoospeterparker wonderful period comfort fic that i requested and its that he will literally take care of Everything

• he’ll put a pad in your underwear for you so it’s all ready to go when you need it

• he’ll warm up a heating pad as soon as you ask

• buys you your favorite snacks and some extra pads or tampons (or whatever you use) when you start your period

• peter is like a human furnace so you like to lay on top of him like he’s a living heating pad for your tummy — he enjoys it very much

• he drives you to your therapy appointments and waits in the car until youre done

• he never asks what you talk about in therapy but you usually tell him anyway

• there arent really any secrets between the two of you

• there might have been some things neither of you wanted to talk about at first but eventually you both share them with one another

• peter is actually really funny and always tries to make you laugh

• playing against you is the only time he feels like he’s good at basketball 😭

• “you’re the one who didnt get into the nba!”

• “at least im tall enough to qualify!”

• he pokes fun at your short stature whenever he can

• peter is 6ft tall so he towers over you

• as hot as he thinks you look when you’re wearing his clothes he also finds it hilarious because theyre so long on you

• shirts? they reach your knees

• pants? always have to be rolled up at your hip otherwise you’ll step on the fabric at the bottom and trip yourself (you did this once and peter was very concerned but also couldnt stop laughing)

• he doesnt look after himself the way you think he should, so you’re always paying attention and making sure he’s eating/hydrating when he needs to and getting enough sleep

• i feel like one year for halloween you make him dress like spiderman because they have the same name and you dress as mary jane and do the iconic upside down spiderman kiss

• you’ve basically christened every single room in his apartment

• he might not like every single hobby you have or everything you have an interest in but he’ll always participate if you ask and you do the same for him

• you own skin safe markers and sometimes when you get bored you like to color in his tattoos. he actually really enjoys it and finds it relaxing

• speaking of tattoos

• when he realizes that you’re the one for him and that he wants to be with you for the rest of his life, he gets a tattoo of your initials on his arm

• when you find out about the tattoo you immediately book an appointment for yourself so you can get his initials tattooed on your hip or maybe your wrist

• when he sees it for the first time he thinks its so sexy that you have his initials permanently on your skin that he makes you orgasm like 5 times

• he knows you love homemade personal care products (soap, bath bombs, things like that) and will buy them for you all the time

• you always call him on your way home from work or whatever it is your doing that day and if you’re stressed he’ll set up a relaxing bath for you for when you get home

• and he goes all out

• he goes through your stash of products and even has new ones ready to add to your collection, a nice lavender bath bomb, some rose petals, ect

• he sets up a speaker to play relaxing music and even puts a small table next to the tub thats got some of your favorite snacks on it along with a bottle of water

• he loves to cuddle

• he is literally so needy when it comes to you and just wants any kind of affection he can get from you

[solisaureus]

What was it about Will and Nico that drew you to them, individually and/or as a ship?

nico has always been my favorite character!!! well technically that's not true it was annabeth until battle of the labyrinth (and i still love her very very much) -- i read the original series as each book was coming out so when titans curse came out in 2007 i honestly thought nico was so annoying LMAO and i thought bianca was going to be the new addition to the cast. so when she died i was totally shocked and i didnt know how to feel about nico until battle of the labyrinth came out. and then he had that dark and edgy character arc, and my dark and edgy emo 14 year old self was like "ok this kid rules actually" and hes been my fave ever since. how long has it been. (checks watch) ive been stanning nico di angelo for 15 years.

i have always loved nico because i've always related to him -- i have a lot of the same problems that nico has (catholic repression, internalized homophobia, trauma, mental illnesses, feeling like you dont belong, i could go on) and seeing him fight so hard to survive just for the chance to see the day when things might get better...it was really inspiring to me. it sounds corny but this character helped me get through some really difficult times in my life. the way that nico strove so hard to survive in heroes of olympus when he basically had nothing he wanted to live for really gave me strength to keep going too.

And thats part of why solangelo immediately appealed to me! Nico di Angelo finally finding love and laughing and allowing himself to be close to someone after i watched him endure ceaseless torment since 2007 was so gratifying. ever since their initial interaction in blood of olympus i have felt like will was so right for nico -- he was never afraid of him, he treated him the same as everyone else, he went out of his way to make nico feel wanted and refused to let nico fall back on his old self-destructive habits. and i thought it was really fitting that nico's love interest would be someone new, someone unentangled with nico's twisted past, someone he could look to the future with and heal with.

so i started liking will because he was nico's love interest, but once trials of apollo came out I got really invested in will as his own character too, and this feeling has only strengthened with the sun and the star's release. I have actually been waiting for an Apollo demigod to be a main character since I was like 12, because I've always identified with Apollo (I've had a lifelong special interest in Greek mythology lol). And Will was exactly who I was waiting for -- i love how gentle he is, i love that he's a healer, i love his relationship with Apollo, I love how much of a dork loser he is, i love how much he cares for people, and i love his dynamic with nico so much. i ended up writing my fic Solace because I couldnt stop thinking about how will was there in the background the entire time, he lost his siblings, he pined for nico, he was forced into leadership roles when he wasn't ready. and after reading tsats i LOVE how much he is filled with self-doubt and anxiety and how he loves nico so much and wants to support him and make him feel safe and loved in the ways that nico needs. he is so so so fucking good and i adore him and he is truly unlike any other character in this series.

i love nico, i love will, i love solangelo, i love how they contrast each other and yet are the same in so many ways, i love how they overcome realistic relationship obstacles to be together because after all theyve both been through they deserve to feel secure and at peace with someone they love, who they know loves them back.

[chrysanthemumpink]

It's crazy but I've been watching Sister Wives and I've learned so much. I can't even begin to describe how much this show has helped me leave him. I've only watched the last 2 seasons and thats all I needed.

So this guy has 4 wives, 17 kids, and is a polygamist. Thoughts on polygamy and polyamary wasn't what got me. Whay got me was that this guy is actually a terrible husband. One guy, terrible to all 4 women and it felt like watching my own relationship issues from 4 different perspectives. In the end, one wife leaves him and its hard for her. Another wife leaves and it was easy emotionally, but before then, she tried so hard...not b\c she wanted him but b/c she felt trapped by finances, money, and her children's relationship with their father. Another one tried to leave too but it fell through. She felt humiliated and tried to win him back. She got scared and went back to what she thought was familiar and safe. And she's been trying for years. The husband is too proud to officially divorce but he has treated her coldly ever since. It's kind of pathetic. She's begging this man to love her again for reasons I don't understand but cant deny that I've been there before. The man is too much of a coward to say no.

And I'll start with the coward part, that's the last thing I said to him. I wanted for months to end things but there were so many excuses why he couldn't see me. I had to just text him. To be honest, we've broken up through text about 4 times. Not uncommon for us, but he took 4 days to respond to anything. There was something about maybe we can be friends or maybe in the future when "we are both in a better place." And my knee jerk reaction was "what the fuck?!" There was genuine anger. I've had this sense of anger for a while now but couldnt put it into words. Its hard to describe being angry at someone who is trying to salvage something. But one of the wives said something.

"You don't love me. Why won't you let me go."

And oh my God. Yes. That's what bothered me and what kept this relationship flip and flop for 4 years. I do think that there was love somewhere but he was too afraid to figure out what happened to that love or even admit that it was gone. Like no?? There is no future or doors left open. So I told him that he was a coward. Too afraid of losing me but also too afraid to admit it isn't working.

I will admit he was hard seeing him date someone else. It was even harder when I realized she was 22 and still in college. He's 34 in February. And that was just strange. I didn't think he was someone that would do that. It really made me wonder who it was I was actually dating. We broke up and it's like the person I knew doesn't exist anymore. Maybe I'm just jealous of a younger woman but I'm 27. I remember being 22, and dating someone like him is not something that would have ended well. Heck, I was 22 when I met him but he was 28. The first time we kissed was the day before his 29th birthday. It wasn't weird but you'd think he'd move forward, not backwards or whatever this is. And i find myself actually worried about this girl.

Anyway, I will admit it was hard to stay away. We've broken up before. In app honesty, him dating someone new never stopped us from getting back together. It sounds awful but I'll never forget when we wernt dating but definitely more than friends. And he asked me to hang out with him and his girlfriend because she was new in town and wanted friends. We went to the park and she told me that you said i loved Disney. I dont love Disney, he just inteprets anything animated as "Disney." I explained that and we laughed, two weeks later he said he couldn't stand her and missed laying his head in my lap. I guess I did have a chance to see who he really was.

But everytime I watched Sister Wives I could see myself in them. I knew what I wanted to be and what I didn't want to be. It made me feel less lonely in a way. Like it's possible to get through this. And I could watch how they did it and felt better.

This has gone on for too long. But I moved. Our long distance was supposed to be temporary. When I moved, we were supposed to become stronger and things would be better. We were going to discuss getting more serious, like m word serious. But we didn't make it till then. And now I'm here and I'm so glad he's not a part of this. I got a new phone and there's no pictures of him, no messages, and no desire to even add his number again. Hes gone and I really didn't think I'd get here.

I think he's gone for good now. If anyone reads this and I get back with him, you're allowed to yell at me. I kind of don't know what to do with myself now. I can't even imagine what another relationship would look like for me. That's how disillusioned I am. But I'm also really relieved it's over and that I don't miss him like I used too.

[ghostbusterscantcatchme]

THE TRAINEE RMABLINGS (FO NOT READ TILL YOURE DONE WITH THE RECENT ELISODE(

first off . im a little bit in love with ryans sister (ink is his sister if i'm remembering correctly lmao) shes really pretty & makes me laugh i love her

ba-mhee & judy ???? i cant Wait . im so excited 😭😭😭

pahs hilarious. him and pie ?? im Excited . i like both of them so much already individually and what we've seen in their dynamic so far has me on the edge of my metaphorical seat wanting more

then . pie. the scene where she cries ? i Did Not expect to cry along with her. like holy shit. the emotions in that scene were so fucking poignant i couldnt not cry.

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and theres no part of me that disagrees lmao i love him so much for that & for this entire episode tbh hes just . so fucking cool. & unfortunately constantly under a shitton of stress :/

jane & ryan having fucking Moments ajdjskfl for a little while i actually forgot that there was gonna be romance & when it happened i was like sjdjkslflskfjsh

+ the talk they had after ??? made my day . ryan was smiling all the way home & so was i . cant wait to see them lose focus and have a consensual workplace relationship lmao 🫶🏾

ryan ryan ryan & his eyes that are like . Always so Big and so Scared at first it was a little funny but now i'm constantly wondering if hes just Like This or if something happened in the past to make him so scared all the time ??? + whats the backstory on his name (he mentioned smth about that in ep1 i think) (im holding myself back from rewatching any of it till the entire shows over lmao) and will it be relevant to the story ??

anyways . you have No Idea how much i appreciate being able to say all this to you thanks for this 🫡

the fact that the episodes come out while i’m asleep is so rude, plus i had to wait for my sister to wake up and watch it with me. so without having read any of your thoughts here are mine while watching ep3:

someone needs to sit down with ryan and go through how it all works. also work out how to get him to communicate instead of shutting down. he’s kinda getting on my nerves with the incompetence but also literally everything is going wrong for him so i can relate

i actually love Pie, she’s great

ok actually enjoying ryan being more settled and confident in what he’s doing after talking to ink and then jane. also jane trusting him seems to have helped a lot

i feel so bad for pie for messing up, she was not having a great day. but then jane sort of standing up for her and showing he isn’t as harsh as everyone thinks worked so well as a scene right after her complaining about him.

ryan is such a cartoon character sometimes lmfao, i can’t even describe it

i’m so invested in this show i can’t even

having finished the episode and read your thoughts:

also terribly in love with ink, you are so right. can we get a spin off show with her please

pah and pie with the mangosteens was such a good scene, love the awkward bonding and i too am so excited to see where their dynamic goes

pie needs a hug. she’s gone from being confident and the best to the bottom of the food chain and making mistakes. it’s actually so interesting to her and ryan’s characters go in opposite directions this episode. as in she goes from being confident to being pulled down and unsure and ryan goes from being scared and lost to knowing what he’s doing.

i can’t not love jane standing up for and protecting his interns, what a guy

all the jane and ryan moments are so fucking funny to me. cause it’s fully from ryan’s perspective and every moment is just jane stopping to take care of him and ryan being head over heels because of that

maybe a relationship would fix jane. his job being everything cannot be healthy and he needs to lose some stress

i need need need ryan’s backstory. why is he so scared of messing up to the point of freezing up and yeah what’s up with his name? why is it so important

i am loving being able to read your thoughts and word vomit my thoughts in return it’s so great. best start to the week !!

[lqfiles]

user lqfiles i have no idea what to call you.

see saying "hello tumblr user lqfiles" sounds ominous and it's giving sigma... god i hate that word. i have beef with the gen alpha slang, everytime i hear a reel with "what the sigma" i grow a little closer to throwing that toaster right into the bathtub. ANYWAYS, my point is that i'm going to figure out how to come up with a nickname for you. it'll come, eventually trust. i'll think of one okay. something to do with l & q idk. unless there's something else you want me to call you? ALSO NOOO IM NOT RICH. 😭😭 as i mentioned before i bought like... 3x the amount of pcs i OWNED BEFORE i went on a buying spree. so all i had was just the pcs i collected from albums that were gifts from friends... (i never thought it a good idea to spend money on this stuff for myself.) I was actually traveling abroad which was why i hadn't checked in for a bit, and the prices... were just so much cheaper!! So I decided, why not? fuck it we ball! (my life motto to everything at this point...) and i'm in a decent financially stable point in my life where i can indulge in this stuff, so i bought quite a bit... i tried to focus on buying pcs... cause storing albums in my suitcase makes it a lot heavier.

i definitely have a hand kink its not a joke anymore. IT REMINDED ME OF THIS IMAGE (idk if it's going to work if it doesn't uh.... ignore! cause i've never sent links on anon and tumblr hates making things easier for us.) https://postimg.cc/1gWC0B48 AND IDK IF YOU CAN SEE IT BUT ITS SO FUNNY I COULDNT STOP LAUGHING. they're both me

i also have no idea who louis partridge is BUT HOLY FUCKING SHIT I JUST LOOKED HIM UP AND GOD DAMN. like my taste in men is obviously questionable, and like most people i did have a thing for andrew garfield and theo james... but i think i often find myself crushing on east asians half of the time, mostly because i am eastern asian myself, and it's not like on purpose cause i do find other races hot, it's just the way i grew up finding famiiarity in those faces? does that make sense idk im yapping at this point.

ALSO THE SMAU IS SO FUNNY IM CAUGHT UP NOW.... HAECHAN LITERALLY GOING THROUGH ALL STAGES OF GRIEF. HE WANTS HER SO BAD BUT ALSO THE COMPLAIN ABOUT THE WHOLE PINTREST BROWSING.... LIKE HES SO REAL AND CUTE AT THE SAME TIME I LOVE HIM. (chatgpt is too real AND THE FACT THAT y/n IS EATING IT UP IS SO FUNNY LIKE I WOULD'VE ALREADY BEEN LIKE.... why does this sound like it's written by ai...) holy fuck that's a lot i ranted a lot anyways hello, look forward to the next chapter. love you and hope u have a great day TUMBLR USER LQFILES - 🤠

hejdhskdj sometimes i’m tempted to put my name back in my about me so you guys can put a name to my account but then i remember how don’t wanna be perceived THAT much and rethink #SOZZZZ idk maybe i’ll come up with a new alias that you can start addressing me by, tho if you’re curious you can figure my name out if you find my main blog and check my tags 😭

you’re gonna hate me omgg bc except for the word sigma (cos that cringe) i unfortunately love brainrot content atm… like yess give me the skibidi toilet rizz party, give me the ohio fanum tax, GIVE ME RHE MAXIMUM AURA 😅😂 the effect of living with little boys..

FUXK IF WE BALL IS SUCH AN AMAZING LIFE MOTTO like exactly.. we are ballin.. anyways you not spending any money yourself on albums is sending me lmaooo but at least you were able to use the money you had saved to buy yourself some cheeky pcs. tbh i think pcs are the only appealing part for most part when buying an album anyways so it’s a good thing that you didn’t buy albums lmaooo

THE IMAGE IS SHOWING LMAOOOO i love this pic so bad ughhh he has such nice hands i wish i could hold his hands and play with them.. the perfect mix between girly dainty hands and manly veiny like I WANXTHU SO BAD HAECHAN

MOST PEOPLE MUST NOT INLCUDE ME… but tbh i don’t think i have a specific race i like in men, THO IM IN MY ARABIC BOYS ERA RN… idk if anyone knows slushynoobz but hamza.. i wantchu saaaur bad like GIVE ME THE YEMENI BOY.. also i don’t think it’s weird to prefer your own people!!! its something a lot of cultures have too so don’t worry about it you’re not yapping, my mum is the same 😭

LOLLLL HAECHAN EXPERIENCES THE LOSS OF HIS UNOFFICIAL GF he was probably with his head in his hands when she didn’t respond to his apex request. and ntm he tweaked the letter a bit to make it more personalised!!! a bit of ai here and there but still personal!!!!

I LOVE YOU TOOO COWBOY ANON!!!

[dinodinodin0]

The morning after

Pairing: Eddie Munson x bestfriend!reader

Warnings: fem!reader, mentions of alcohol and weed, slight angst, part one part two this is part three part four part five

eddie breathed deep, attempting to mask his frustration. you were cross-faded, you didnt know what you were saying.

"nothings happening chrissy, its alright."

he grabbed the sides of your arms, and hushed.

"we will talk about this later. im driving you home, okay?"

you whined as he grabbed your hand and dragged you out of the trailer. he put you in the shotgun seat and started up his van. you pouted,

"dunno why youre takin me home. I'm completely fine, i just said what ev'ryones thinkin'."

he didnt reply, but you could see him biting the inside of his lip. when he got to your driveway, he made a note to watch you until you got to your door, then drove away.

"fuck him anyway," you mumbled, stumbling up to your bedroom. you kicked off your shoes, and huffed as you sat down at your vanity. You looked at yourself in the mirror.. suddenly ashamed. Your eyes were bloodshot, and your skin was paler than normal. You looked horrible, all of your drunken arrogance suddenly washing away.

your eyes roamed to the corner of your mirror, landing on a picture of you and eddie as babies, another picture of him and you at a playground right under it.

you chuckled, remembering each moment captured, then you saw a picture of you and eddie at junior prom. You told him you didnt have anyone to go with, and he opted to go with you. You knew he didnt view it as romantic, but it was incredibly sweet, like he always was. You also got him to wear a suit, which was a feat on its own. on the day of, him and your mom waited outside your room for you to reveal your dress. when eddie had layed his eyes on you, you swore you could see his breathing stop for a moment.

Oh god.

you just ruined your friendship, hadnt you?

you had drunkenly told him you loved him, and basically to go fuck off and get with your other best-friend, without you in the picture. He was probably back at his trailer again with chrissy, and had most likely already forgotten about you. he was becoming more and more distant with you ever since getting closer with chrissy, and this was probably his last straw.

you thought about every important memory with him, wondering how many more you could have made if you hadnt blown up at him. tears well up in your eyes, and you couldnt hold it together anymore. maybe it was because you were an emotional drunk, but you felt like everything was your crashing down on you. you had been so mad at both of them when in reality, it was your fault since the beginning. Maybe eddie knew you liked him, and he became increasingly uncomfortable with you. It was your fault you couldnt get over your stupid crush.

--

the next morning, you woke up to your mother calling you and a blaringly shrill alarm. you half heartedly swat at it, aiming at it until you eventually turned it off.

you groaned, head pulsing and aching. a few minutes passed, and when you hadnt responded to your mother she walked up to your room to go check on you.

"are you alright sweetie?" she said, a concerned look on her face.

"ugh… m'sorry mom i just.. My head is absolutely killing me." you say, rubbing your temples and wincing.

she sits on your bed and puts her hand on your knee, "m'sorry y/n. d'ya think you might just need a break? Youve been going through so much with Ed's and your friend chris. i can see why it might be too much for you."

you stutter, "y-yeah…. its just because im stressed. because of the situation. tension headache, y'kno?" you laugh nervously, "do you think i could stay home from school today?"

you pause, and put up some sickly puppy-dog eyes, pushing out a quivering lip.

"well… just for today," she smiles at you, patting your knee and standing up, "but dont think you can get into a habit of it young lady."

you smile, attemping to look as sick as possible to really sell your need to be bedridden. your eyes were half lidded, and you croaked out a measly, 'Thanks mom,' as she slowly shut the door behind you.

after taking a wicked hour power nap, your mom gently shooke you awake, bringing you some lunch.

"hey hon, brought you a sandwhich. y'feel up to sitting at the table with me?"

you nod, eyes following the food she brought you as she led you to the kitchen table. after you sat down, you practically inhaled it. Your mom chuckled, bringing her sandwich to the table as-well.

"so, i noticed eddie hadnt come to pick you up today, are you two alright? Y'know, i get you said he was being distant but i know he still cared. if you two faught i really hope you can make it up with eachother. Especially if its over some stupid girl."

you bit the inside of your cheek and held back. you could feel tears attempting to swell in your eyes and you didnt want to make it a big deal to your mom, especially since youd have to tell her what happened last night.

"hey, chris isnt stupid ma," you chuckle, muffling your wavering voice by taking a bite of your sandwich.

what if he didnt care about you anymore? He didnt pick you up today, and he always has, ever since he got his van-

just as you were about to spiral deeper into your thoughts, the phone rang.

"ill get it mom," you said, walking towards your wall phone and pressing it to your ear.

"yeah?"

"Y/N! youre alive!"

it was dustin. you grinned.

"we've all been so worried about you, Lucas was going to bike to your house to check up on you, Mike told him that was a stupid idea because he was still at school, and Eddie hasnt said anything, like. all day."

you stop, furrowing your brows.

"nothing? is he angry?"

"i dont think so. he just looks.. super deep in thought, but he said he was gonna skip the rest of his classes so he's probably already home right now. and its just weird for him to not talk, hes like the most talkative person i know. y'know?"

"yeah dustin.. i know. hey, tell ya what. I will try to be at school tomorrow alright? gotta make sure you guys dont get in to trouble. And tell Lucas that im not dead." you chuckle, relieved that eddie didnt seem mad at you.

dustin promised hed absolutely tell lucas that you died, and hung up. You sat back down at the table, giggling to yourself.

"whats got you all smiley suddenly?" you mom asked, smiling back at you.

"ah, just somethin dusty said ma'. Hey, do you think i might be able to take a walk?"

"oh course hun, to go where?," she inquired, getting up to go wash her plate.

"oh nothing. just.. takin' a walk.." you say, putting on a cardigan and slipping on your shoes. You made your way out of your house and down your porch steps, and began to walk towards eddies trailer.

As you made your way towards the trailer part, your smile faded and your stumach turned. Did he even want to talk to you? Would he even be home? Dustin mentioned he was skipping classes, but he honestly could have just been making some more deals.

You made it to his trailer, bringing your closed fist to the door. You inhaled, and knocked.

the door opened.

"Y/N?"

A/N: sorry if this ones kinda just filler ! cant have drama in every chapter skjfh, ntm i have my own thingies goin on in life rn so i cant rlly write too well rn sdjkfh, but i do hope you enjoy either way &lt;3

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[theveryfires]

two ghosts | eddie munson x reader

summary: a year has passed by since their fight in the rain, a lot has changed and now they don't recognise each other. but when eddie needs her most, will she return to his side? ;)

a/n: hey lovelies! so here is part two to 'separate ways'. i hope it is okay! this one ended up being 3k on the word count, i just couldnt stop writing! thank you so so much for all the love! i have tagged the people that asked to be in that post! again just a big fat thank you, it means the absolute world that people enjoy my silly little stories. ALSO i just want to add if there is anything i can do to change my work for the better, especially when making the fic available to everyone i am open to any comments and i really want to thank people for pointing out my mistakes.

“Why would I know where Eddie Munson is?” Y/n had replied, trying to keep her voice monotone as panic alarms began to ring. 

After their fight the two had fallen into a stubborn war. Neither would admit they missed the other, look their way or even acknowledge the others existence, not wanting to be the idiot that broke first. They were angry, frustrated but more than anything they were desperate for the other to just give in and apologise. But the day never came, both determined to hold out until the bitter end. And so, days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months and soon enough a whole year had passed by without either even glancing the others way.

For Eddie it had been torture. He had been convinced she would be the first to cave, and so for the first few days had sat back and waited for her to come crawling back. But as time dragged on, he became less certain in his theory that she was missing him. Gareth and Jeff became subject to hours of Eddie ranting, parading around their bedrooms and basements, turning every conversation into an interrogation as he questioned them on whether they had seen y/n, what she looked like, if she looked healthy, happy, tired, sad. “Dude, why don’t you just ask her yourself?!” Gareth had once sighed, head in his hands after the second hour of Eddie whining cut into band practice. In response he had gotten a whack to the back of his head and a grumbled list of reasons why he wouldn’t be the first to give in. “You’re really gonna throw everything you two had together away over a cheerleader who wont even talk to you in the hallway?” Jeff had butted in, his body tensed and ready for whatever Eddie was going to throw his way. But instead of violence, Eddie for once chose to actually think about what Jeff said. His body feeling a whole lot heavier as the reality of the situation hit him like a truck. “I guess i am …” 

For y/n getting over him turned out to be a little easier than she had expected. A few days after the fiasco in the rain, whilst she was rotting away in her bed and listening to Joni Mitchel she had got called into Scoops a day early to cover both Robin and Steve’s shifts. She had started working there that summer, slowly getting closer to Robin and subsequently Steve as they shovelled ice cream for Erica Sinclair approximately five times a day. Before the fallout Eddie used to visit her on shift, laughing the entire time . A goth in a sailors outfit was surely comedy gold. However, not long after showing up for her shift, y/n found herself being dragged through the back lanes of the mall. Some weird guys in matching uniforms had showed up when she was in the back, whacking her around the head before she even had a chance to speak. She had woken up in a grey room, with yet another weirdo soldier smiling menacingly, clearly he enjoyed his job. “Ah, she’s awake. Now then, if you answer correctly this will all be done and you can get back to…to whatever you do. First, who do you work for?” The Russian accent really gave the guy away, and y/n couldnt focus on anything as she tried to figure out what was actually going on. A minute ago she had showed up to work at her shitty minimum wage job, and now she was being interrogated by a Russian in the basement of the mall. Could that week get any shittier? “I work for Scoops? Scoops Ahoy?” By the rolling of the soldiers eyes she figured it was the wrong answer, that was confirmed when a fist connected with her jaw. “Wrong answer girlie, unless you want to end up like your other friends i suggest you tell us the truth.” Y/n’s head had been spinning from the punch, her jaw clicking and making her wince when she tried to talk. “I work for Scoops on week days and then on weekends i work for Mrs.Henderson? I look after her kid, we go fro drives and i take him to the movies sometimes? Is this why Steve and Robin got the day off is this some messed up team bonding thing?” 

For two hours they had continued to interrogate her, at the end finally dragging her away into another room where she was reunited with her other two coworkers. They were all in pretty bad shape, Steve’s face was swollen to nearly an unrecognisable level and Robin’s nose was for sure broken. Y/n had been cut across her jaw, the soldier clearly had enough of hearing the same three answers for two hours in a row. Steve and Robin couldn’t believe it when she was brought into their room, not even realising the danger they had put her in after calling in sick so they could attempt to shut down the Russians. Steve had tried to stop the cut on her jaw from bleeding, flying into mum mode despite y/n’s insistence that she was fine. But she couldn’t stop crying once Robin hugged her, everything coming out all at once as she tried to get a grip. “This is still the second shittiest thing to happen to me this week.”

The rest of her summer felt like a blur. Still trying to wrap her head around what had happened at the mall, the fact they had fought a real life monster and then had to go back to reality was more than enough to distract her from Eddie. Nightmares had plagued her, the monster, the kids that she had watched grow up, the fact they had been dealing with this for two years before she got involved. The entire time in the back of her mind she was dying to tell Eddie, but Dustin had talked her out of it, insisting he was better and safer not knowing. 

 Suddenly she had found herself back in Hawkins High, no lovable metalhead by her side and lost in the hallways as she tried to find her place in it all over again. Eddie was his usual self, back to his ridiculous announcements just to piss off the jocks; occasionally sending a wink Chrissy’s way and having to ignore the pang that went through him when she pretending she didn’t see it. Some days he would catch sight of y/n and hesitate, muscle memory almost making him go over to it as if nothing had changed. Y/N had been held back due to her grades in maths and science, but now she was actually trying to pass, it was likely she might actually do it. They weren’t in each others classes this year, something they would of previously fought against until the mistake was remedied. They walked past each other in the hallway like they didn’t exist, trying not to sneak a glimpse and simultaneously praying that the other was watching them. 

Y/n had changed over the year they didn’t talk, when he first caught sight of her by her locker, Eddie hadn’t even recognised his old best friend. She had grown her hair, stripped all the brightly coloured highlights out and gone natural. The thick dramatic eyeliner and black lipstick disappeared too, traded in for barely nothing. A strange addition of a deep scar across her jaw worrying Eddie to the point that it kept him up at night a part of him willing him to just pick up the phone and make sure she was okay. The louder, more stubborn part won. The ripped jeans and band tees seemed to vanish too, suddenly she was in flares with cute white or grey tops, big sweaters that engulfed her and white trainers that she actually took care of. For a while Eddie mourned the loss of his old best friend, the crazy girl that stood out like a sore thumb now just a part of the crowd, she would of fit in with Chrissy’s friends and he doubted he would of even noticed. But secretly, Eddie couldnt ignore how much he liked the new y/n. It would always hurt that part of her he had grown up with, that had felt like a extension of himself was now gone. But what hurt more, what he had a harder time dealing with was the fact she looked so much happier, comfortable even without him. 

Of course, it wasn’t long until they had to run into each other. Hawkins is a small town, and there weren’t many places to go that didn’t offer the opportunity for close calls. Eddie had made what was meant to be a quick stop at Family Video when he had been on his way to pick up Chrissy. He couldnt go into her house, or leave his car outside so whenever they had their little sneaky meet ups they usually went back to his trailer. He wanted to rent ‘Return of the Jedi’, determined to make Chrissy love Star Wars, with the deal being he had to endure Pretty in Pink.’ But as he waltzed through the front door, bell dinging above his head, he found he himself frozen to the spot. 

She was stood behind the counter, dressed in the slight upgrade Family Video uniform when compared to Scoops. She was sorting through returned videos, a pair of glasses constantly being pushed back up her nose as she read the titles to the one and only Steve ‘the hair’ Harrington. Eddie had known they were friends, or at least knew one another. He had seen Harrington's car on her drive some mornings before school, or in the car park picking y/s and Dustin up. Occasionally the two even collected Dustin after Hellfire, usually laughing about some dumb joke Steve had made about DnD before driving off into the sunset. Obviously that was his own twisted view, fuelled by Henderson's comments of the pair being flirty every now and again. But seeing it up close was different. He watched her, she was chewing watermelon bubblegum and laughing once again at whatever Steve had said. Somethings never changed, she had bought exclusively watermelon bubblegum since they were five. But that was the only thing that Eddie recognised as he stared at the stranger in front of him. The final straw, retching Eddie’s gut as he forced himself to watch was when Harrington pushed a stray curl back behind her ear, pulling a warm smile that previously had belonged to him. Eddie had marched back to his van, forgetting all about the videos as he slammed the door shut, hitting his steering wheel and willing the tears in his eyes away. Why was he even crying, she was the one that had been in love with him, not the other way around. He had Chrissy, she was sweet and kind, she cared about him, so she couldnt love him in public, he wasn’t bothered about that…right? The talent show polaroid was still in his dash, a reality that no longer existed looked down on him, two strangers grinning into the unknown. 

That brings us back to now. Y/n’s night in once agains being interrupted by Dustin as he tried his best not to yell down the phone at her. “You two were friends once, do you remember that y/n?!” Time was of the essence, and as always they were already out of it. Dustin didn’t know the details, frankly he didn’t want to. They had both hurt each other, thats all he needed to know. but right now Eddie needed help, and y/n was the only one that would know where he was. “Yeah well, turns out a high pony and a short skirt can take all that away pretty quickly.” Dustin rolled his eyes, sharing the same pained look with Max. He was all too aware they had wasted too much time convincing Steve his new adult male friend wasn’t actually a cold blooded killer just because he listened to Metallica and dressed weird. “Look, this is kind of an Upside Down situation. Eddie could be in some real trouble if we don’t get to him. Can you please put aside your stupid quarrel aside for one minute and HELP ME FIND HIM!” The angry frown that had settled on Y/n’s face quickly fell away at that, practically white knuckling the walkie that Henderson had got her for her birthday at the mention of the Upside Down. Her fingers danced back over the scar on her jaw, a weird tingling sensation coming from it at the mention of the other world that seemed hellbent on destroying her home, her friends, everything. “Have you tried Chrissy’s? She would know better than me, i haven’t talked or even seen Eddie in a year.” Dustin’s next words sent Y/n into panic, already running out the front door with a bad feeling in her chest as they spiralled around her. “Thats what I’ve been trying to tell you, Chrissy’s dead. They found her in Eddie’s trailer.” 

Reefer Rick’s boathouse was ominously quite. Ten minutes prior Eddie had been pacing the decks, tears staining his face but none threatening to fall as he tried to get the image of Chrissy out of his head. He was waiting for the torches, the guns, the knives. Preparing himself for the hard of angry hicks to tear him apart, for the hunt for the freak to begin when a set of car lights had caught his attention. And all the while, despite his death now seemingly minutes away all Eddie could do was think of her, of the pain she was, the fear that she must of felt as her bones snapped like they were nothing. He thought of her parents finding out where she was, that she died alone because he ran away. He couldnt deny what he felt in the moment, he deserved whatever was coming for him. But that didn’t stop his from hiding when torches started heading his way, that didn’t stop him from desperately gripping a broken beer bottle and preparing to at least try. 

Eddie had felt trapped in red, adrenaline forcing him to fight against whoever had come for him. But a kid screaming his name had made its way through all that fear, pulling him out of the haze and stopping him from jamming the bottle into Steve Harrington’s windpipe. Dustin’s face came into view, his hand on his arm and gently leading him away. He let him sit him down on a box, but wouldn’t quite let go of the weapon in his hand. Still running on survival mode when he caught sight of her. Y/n had been checking on Steve but suddenly that became a secondary issue as a shaking Eddie made his way towards her.

“What is she doing here?” Venom could of dripped from his words as he pointed towards Y/n with the bottle in his hand. She let him walk towards her, let him then push her against a wall. She kept her arms by her sides, well aware that sudden moments weren’t going to help anyone right now as she swallowed her fear. “Nice to see you too.” Y/n’s words were low but he heard them, rolling his eyes and scrutinising her closer whilst the rest of the gang watched with baited breath. “Are you gonna turn me in then? Get back at me for what, breaking your heart?” Eddie didn’t mean any of it, he was angry and right now the only one he felt he could really be angry at was her. Y/n knew, she knew he didn’t mean it by the cracking of his voice, the tears building in his eyes, the fact he let her slowly get the bottle out of his hand, letting it fall to the floor with a dull clatter. “I think you are a lot of things Eddie, but a murderer isn’t one of them.” 

“Are you sure you want to stay with him?” It was now coming up to around 1am, the gang had decided to head home with the exception of y/n who had volunteered to stay at the boathouse to keep a eye on Eddie until someone else came to take her place the next day. Steve hadn’t liked the idea, even offering to stay himself despite the fact it was quite possibly his worst plan ever. “I need you to take Dustin home. Besides, despite everything i think he needs a friend right now Stevie.” Eddie watched through a grimy window, listening in on their conversation and hating every minute it. Steve forced a weak smile, knowing she was right and also hating it before saying goodbye and promising to be there first thing the next morning with supplies and a better plan. 

“You don’t have to do this yknow, I’m sure i can survive.” Eddie had grumbled as Y/n triple checked the boathouse door. He knew it wouldn’t change her mind, when she was set on something she would see it through, but he wanted to say it out loud, wanted her to believe him. She didn’t of course, hesitating before joining him on the floor and leaning her head against the wall behind them. A sombre silence fell over the pair, a years worth of questions and awkward feelings finally back at the forefront. “Did you really fight Russian soldiers?” Eddie decided to break it first, the quiet only giving him chance to go back over the last 24 hours and he was desperate for anything to take that off of his mind. The smile he drew out from Syd brought some comfort, watching as her fingers skimmed over her jaw. “Dustin and Erica were the ones that got us out of there. We were all on some weird drug so we weren’t exactly much help. Don’t ever piss Henderson off by the way, the kid is a god damn stone cold killer when he wants to be.” Tiny butterflies had begun to flutter in y/n’s stomach again as she pulled a faint laugh from Eddie, the sound reassuring after she winced at her choice of words. But he brushed them off, nudging her foot with his to let her know it was fine, a habit from before. “What did you do to deserve a scar like that?” Eddie had meant it as a joke, or at least partly. But instead all the worry that had built up of not knowing came rushing out, his eyes giving him away as they softly watched her face drop. “Oh yeah. I guess after three kids all saying they worked for Scoops Ahoy they got a little tetchy. Who was i to know Robin and Steve had said the same thing an hour before?” 

A odd quiet then seeped into the boathouse, threatening to suffocate whilst they both fought for some kind of conversation. Eddie couldnt help but think about how scared y/n must of been, the fact she had to be tortured by Russians and then fight a giant meat monster from the next realm. They had always told each other everything, it had always been so easy to talk to one another. But now it was different, and she had been through so much without him there to protect her. 

So, you and Harrington huh?” Eddie couldn’t think of anything else, all he wanted was for things to go back to the way they were before. For a year he had hated her for loving him, and now he wanted to hate her for moving on. Everything was too much, from their position against the wall he could smell her perfume. It was apple, light and fruity and constantly reminding him that she had changed for the better. Her hair looked soft, with ever flick over the shoulder it sent a waft of strawberry his way, at least she still used the same shampoo. “We aren’t together…i mean we…i guess we’ve had our moments but…i babysit Dustin yknow and him and Steve got close after the last time we had to deal with, this” Y/n was speaking to air, waving her hands around and trying to explain herself. Frustrated that suddenly he cared, annoyed that he still wore the cologne she had got him for his birthday the year before. “But, Steve’s still in love with Nancy. It wouldn’t be right yknow i’d just be…standing in for her. Apparently that’s my type, the hopelessly unavailable.” The words had stumbled out before Y/n could stop them, heat radiating from her face as she slapped her hand to her mouth. Eddie felt caught in headlights. He had been expecting a snide comment, prepared himself for it even. But now all he felt was regret. 

The painful silence returned. Y/n shifted in her place, accidentally nudging Eddie’s knee with her own but too distracted with trying figure out how to move on from her mistake to care. Bile was rising in her throat, forcing her to fill the deafening quiet and Eddie could feel it coming, his body tensing as she finally said it. “I’m sorry about Chrissy.” Her voice sounded alien, almost forced as she tried to look at him with anything but a pitying gaze. He wouldn’t meet it, staring at the floor and willing everything back behind an already crumbling barricade, knowing if he did it would all fall apart. “I didn’t…I need you to know that i didn’t fucking do it…i ran yeah i ran away but i…i never would have hurt her.” Eddie’s voice was low, breaking up on every breath as he tried with everything to not cry, not again, not in front of her. But then her hand was in his, soft and manicured instead of bitten and rough and she was squeezing his hand like she had always done before. It set off something within him, a warm feeling blanketing around him, forcing down all his defences as he finally met her gentle stare. “I believe you Eddie.” 

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