#mike really said great answer baby come here

[ghost-of-you]

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happy birthday, @withacapitalp! i hope im not that late! i am so glad to be your friend and i am glad you were born. ily! long islands on me! 🥂🍾💗

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There’s this damn spring festival in Indianapolis. It’s pretty popular among young-ins and people from small towns come to visit it every year. There are local vendors, activities, mini concerts. It’s where Eddie thrives the most, he has gone every year since he can remember.

His first mistake was mentioning it to Dustin. The second was agreeing to his insistent pleading if he could come with Eddie to Indy.

Because after Eddie finally said yes. The news— unsurprisingly— reaches El, and wherever El goes, Will goes, and of course, wherever Will goes Mike goes. Then Max hears and also wants in and of course, Lucas also wants to go. So now, it’s the whole damn party. Of course, he can’t handle all the kids. So now, all the adult kids are coming too.

And listen, he thinks they’re all great. But he’s been wanting to get out of Hawkins and away from them to just— breathe. Also, that’s a lie. Eddie doesn’t want to get away from them. He specifically wants to get away from Steve fucking Harrington and all the confusing feelings he have for the very straight man.

Of course, that doesn’t work out.

Because now they're stuck in the middle of a crowd. Eddie has never really understood why people said they felt like a sardine in a can, but right now, he fully understands. He should have known it was going to be busy. It was a Saturday and it’s one of the biggest festivals in town.

He will never say it, but Eddie thanks Steve’s very strong maternal instinct. He can worry for himself right now, because he knows the kids are together due to the very strict buddy system Steve instituted. Now they just have to get to the damn corn dog stand, which Steve declared as their meet up place.

“Eddie.” Eddie whips his head to see Steve staring intently at him. Oh yeah, Steve’s his buddy. “We have to get out of here.”

Eddie nods faintly but doesn’t answer. He has to keep his breathing in check. They’re fine, and the kids are fine. There’s a crowd but they're not after the kids. They're not after Eddie. They’re not after him. It's not an angry mob. Not after him for killing Chrissy. Not—

“Eds.” Steve pushes against the people to get to him. His brown eyes track his face before he sighs in worry, “Hold my hand.”

“What?” Eddie croaks out in disbelief.

Steve looks around, before whispering, "Baby, I think you're one step away from a panic attack. It's too fucking crowded."

And before Eddie can say anything else, Steve captures his hand into his. He doesn't intertwine them together because they're still in public and though they're in the city, it's always good to be safe. But Steve still holds Eddie's hand so tightly, like he's afraid that Eddie's going to vanish from his sight.

"Don't let go, okay?" Steve asks, which is ridiculous, and crazy. Because now that Eddie's holding his hand, clasped together like two ends of the same parenthesis, he doesn't think he could ever let go.

Eddie nods, and Steve pulls him in front of him, shielding him with his arms so people won't bump into him. It weirdly feels like a hug. If he has to describe it, he will say it feels exactly like the moment Wayne hugged him after he came out to him. It's safety, warmth, and overwhelming love and protection.

Steve maneuvers around the crowd like a pro. He dodges people without hitting them and takes them out of the fucking crowd in the middle of the market.

Before he knows it, they're out of the crowd and sitting on a bench. His breathing is finally getting better, but Steve still hasn't let go of his hand. Not when he bought Eddie a drink, not when he instructed Eddie to breathe with him, not when the kids came and asked what was wrong, only to be shooed away.

Eddie's not sure why he's so shaken to the core by this certain touch. He's always been the touchy-feely one. He throws an arm on Steve's shoulders, pats his head when Steve does something ridiculously adorable, and nudges him by the ribs when he says something funny. Steve's never initiated touch, Robin says it's because of the "complete lack of love and care from his parents."

But Steve's right here. Squatting in front of him. Holding his hand as he waits for Eddie to calm down. Looking at him like he— loves him. How could Steve ever be the product of lack of love and care, when he seems to have an abundance of it?

"You doing better, Eds?" Steve asks, his eyes are bright against the lights. He's looking at Eddie like Eddie's something to be cared for, to be loved, like he's something precious.

Eddie wants Steve to look at him like this. Selfishly, he wants to have it for the rest of his fucking life.

Eddie blinks at him, and accidentally, intentionally, stupidly, spits out, "I think I am in love with you."

Steve freezes. He blinks at him.

The world behind them slows down. There's a kid winning a prize a few stalls down, and a man bargaining for a vase on the other end. Someone's order is ready at the food stand and someone just won the bingo. There's a band playing and they're fucking playing Whitesnake's Is This Love.

It's one of those simple, but beautiful moments. Those that make you feel like you're nothing but a small particle in this big, vast world. Eddie basks in those moments sometimes.

However, at that moment, Eddie doesn't. If Steve looks at him like that for the rest of his life, Eddie doesn't think he'll ever feel small again.

He lets the world fade into a quiet noise. Nothing else matters. Nothing, but Steve Harrington.

He just stares at Steve. He just stares as Steve's face breaks into the biggest smile he has ever seen and it quite literally feels like watching a sunflower grow right in front of him. It's a smile that overflows, from the way he beams at him, from the way his eyes wrinkle, the way his nose crinkles.

Eddie's never seen Steve smile this big before and its damn beautiful.

"You sure about that?" Steve asks. There's insecurity in it, but also hope.

Eddie's never been this sure about anything else in his life, so he says, "Yes."

Steve softens, "Alright. That's good."

"How is that good?" Eddie whispers.

"Because, I—" Steve turns over their hands on his lap, and finally— finally— intertwines them. And shit, maybe there is a God, because this feels sacred, a love made just for the two of them.

"Because, I think I am also in love with you."

"I wish I can kiss you here," Eddie says, making Steve laugh, and it spills out of his body so beautifully Eddie wants to keep doing it for the rest of his life.

"Slow down, cowboy," Steve giggles, but the way he tightens his hold on Eddie's hand tells the opposite of his statement.

"Steve! Eddie! Look at this!" Dustin screams from the nearby booth, where El just won him a teddy bear.

"Yeah, you have to come. El's not doing anything. It's just pure talent!" Lucas sarcastically shrieks back.

In the background, El's giggling like crazy. Which 100% means she's using her magic. Eddie can't help but smile at the kids. He's glad he bought them with him to have fun.

Steve immediately stands up at that, their hands breaking apart at the motion. "Oh God. I told her not to use her powers." Steve's about to rush to them— maternal instincts and whatnot— before he stops in his tracks and turns to Eddie.

Steve softens, holding out his hand to Eddie. Eddie takes it without hesitation.

"Don't let go?" Steve asks.

Eddie stares at him, before he whispers a vow just for the two of them, "I won't. I promise."

True to his word, he doesn't let go. Not ever.

Eddie has no intention of ever letting Steve go.

[buckys-little-belle]

FAIRY BEING SO CLUELESS IS SO CUTE. I too would pick a WHOLE baby tree just because it’s different than all of the flowers, please we need more silly fairy and eddie fix it munson i beg

Hellfire Babysitting Club (Part Three)

Little Terror

Eddie Munson x Little!Reader (They/Them pronouns)

Warnings - flowers are pulled from the ground, the reader eats bubbles, fairy is CHAOTIC, as requested.

Note - This one is shorter, but I wanted to bring in the rest of the crew into the story, really lay some ground work for future parts. Also I love this story, I know I have released three parts in quick succession, I just can’t help it!!!

SFW - Please keep all interactions with this post and this blog SFW

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“Are dese flowers Eddie?” Y/n asked, pointing to a small cluster of white and yellow flowers near their feat. Eddie sat on the bench of the picnic table glanced over at them. At first we was scared, the newly alive again baby tree stood just a few inches away from it’s previous murderer, Y/n.

“Yes, the white and yellow ones are flowers.” he said, making sure to specify which plants he was talking about. Y/n just nodded, leaning down and with both hands, pulled two fistfuls of flowers up. “Fairy?” Eddie asked, Y/n looking back at him, their hands filled with flowers. “What are those for?” His face was in utter shock, confused as to why Y/n loved to rip things out of the ground.

“Fer da boys!” Y/n cheered, walking towards the table, waiting for Eddie to be done editing his current campaign. The club meeting soon. “Dey each get one.” Y/n started to walk towards the school, ready to pass by the bleachers and field to bring their friends some flowers. “Yous coming?” They asked, turned towards Eddie who was sat in confusion.

“Mhm, right behind you.” He said, breaking out of his trance and gathering his things.

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Y/n walked into the drama room with a small trail of dirt following them, a large smile plastered on their face. “Hi!” They cheered, the boys sat around the table immediately staring at Y/n with the same confused look Eddie had just recently. “Garebare!” Y/n beamed. “Here.” They said, handing Gareth an orange flower, root and all. In all honestly the flowers were most likely pretty weeds, but Y/n didn’t really care, they were still pretty.

Y/n made their way around the table, giving everyone a flower, then placing the leftovers on Eddie’s throne, the rest could be his. Just as Y/n was ready to sit in their own seat Eddie walked in. “Um, I needs the bathroom.” Y/n mumbled.

“Okay, go on.” Eddie sighed, the bathroom was just two doors down and he hoped that Y/n wouldn’t be able to get into to much trouble on their own. Eddie sighed once again as he sat in his thrown, a look of regret immediately flashing across his face. “I just sat on the flowers didn’t I?” He asked, knowing the answer.

“Eddie?” Dustin asked, looking towards the leader with a look of half sympathy and half utter confusion. “What, what’s wrong with them?”

Eddie stood up, grabbing the mangled flowers from his seat and placing them on the table, standing with his hands on his hips, his eyes trained on the ruined flowers, he began. “Y/n is an age regressor. I don’t know why, but I’m guessing they didn’t have a great childhood.” The boys still looked confused, but were paying close attention. “Age regression is when you sort of.” He waved his hands around in the air. “Tap into this more childlike part of your brain, sort of speak.” He sat back down, looking at the group to gauge their reactions. “It’s not a common thing but quite a few people do it.” He explained.

“Okay, that makes a lot of sense.” Mike chuckled. “Like why we are all holding weeds … with their roots exposed.” He said as he held up his white flower, pointing to the roots that followed the stem.

“So …” Lucas mumbled. “Do you like take care of them? Or is it more of a free range scenario?” He asked, his eyes trained on Eddie.

Gareth interrupted before Eddie could answer. “Did you just refer to Y/n as a free range cow?”

“What no!” Lucas argued. “Thats not what I meant!”

The group chuckled. “No but really, should we be keeping an eye on Y/n?” Dustin questioned. He turned towards the other group members, everyone shaking their heads in agreement, wondering the same thing. “I mean I know you said this isn’t babysitting club, but it could be both.” Dustin reasoned, honestly excited to have the opportunity to bring his toys to school.

“I would say no.” Eddie said, his hands going up in a surrender. “But yesterday Y/n was alone for maybe 10 minutes and pulled a baby tree out of the ground thinking it was a flower.” He sighed as he leaned back in his chair.

“An entire tree?” Mike asked, a look of disbelief on his face.

“Yes, roots and all.” Eddie chuckled, remembering just how awkward Y/n looked holding an entire baby tree in their hands. “I forgot just how exhausting kids are.” He said dramatically.

“You’ve done this before?” Gareth asked.

“Yah a friend of mine used to regress.” Eddie cleared his throat. “It’s just been a few years, and Y/n is so …” He trailed off.

“Unhinged?” Lucas offered.

“Yes!” Eddie exclaimed. “Exactly, unhinged. I love that about them I do, but I don’t know how to stop the whole, pulling plants out of the ground.” He gestured to the now flattened bouquet of flowers.

The boys all chuckled, each fondly looking at their flower so kindly gifted by the newest member of the club. “Eddie?” A familiar voice called from the door way. The boys all turning to see Y/n stood at the door, their hands covered in soap. “Bubbled don’t taste good.” They cried, a few tears finally descending down their face, the soapy taste in their mouth finally too much to handle.

“What did I tell you boys.” Eddie laughed. “Our own little terror.”

[theladybarnes]

DON’T YOU WANT ME, BABY? : CHAPTER NINE

“It's just a game. It's a game.”

▸ summary: a struggle emerges in the midst of trying to help stop the mind flayer ▸ characters: steve harrington, dustin henderson, the party + adults ▸ word count: 4.5k       ▸ warnings: angst, jealously, hurt, :) ▸ series masterlist

Everyone regrouped into the kitchen after the sudden realization. Dustin brought out Will’s books, propping it open on the table with the page on full display. It honestly just looked like some sort of squid-humanoid with number stats at the side. Not really intimidating. But apparently it was the biggest lead the boys had on what you guys could be dealing with.

 “The mind flayer.” he addressed around.

 Hopper, who finally emerged from Joyce’s room, came over to see what the commotion was. Already there was annoyance evident on his face before he finally spoke. “What the hell is that?”

 “It’s a monster from an unknown dimension. It’s so ancient that it doesn’t even know its true home. Okay, it enslaves races of other dimensions by taking over their brains using its highly-developed psionic powers.”

 “Oh my God, none of this is real.” groaned Hopper. “This is a kids’ game.”

 “No, it’s a manual. And it’s not for kids.” Dustin explained calmly. “And unless you know something that we don’t, this is the best metaphor–”

 “Analogy.” Lucas corrected quickly. There’s a second of silence and you visibly wince. Because if anyone hates being correct, it’s definitely your cousin. 

 “Analogy? That’s what you’re worried about? FINE. An analogy for understanding whatever the hell this is.”

 Nancy, ignoring the tension between the two, leaned forward to attempt to understand everything as she looked down at the book. “Okay, so this mind flamer thing–”

 “Flayer. Mind flayer.”

 “What does it want?”

 “To conquer us, basically. It believes it’s the master race.”

 “Like the Germans?” Steve asked. 

 You can’t help but frown at Steve’s question, glancing across from you just in time to see that Nancy is with a mirrored expression. Both of you seemed to wonder where that answer came from. Dustin was quick to correct him. “Uh, the Nazis?” 

 “Yeah, yeah, yeah, the Nazis.” Steve muttered, slightly embarrassed. Unfortunately, the question seemed to throw Dustin off a bit, making Hopper across the room grow more frustrated. You can’t help but feel a little protective over your cousin. Knowing that while tensions are high, he’s only just trying his best here. So, you carefully moved to stand closer behind him.

 “Uh, yeah. If the Nazis were from another dimension, totally. Uh, it views other races, like us, as inferior to itself.”

 “It wants to spread, take over other dimensions.” Mike added.

 But not all members of the party approach this calmly, Lucas can’t seem to help burst out another important factor in all this. “We are talking about the destruction of our world as we know it.” The group shifts a bit, some growing more nervous than the others.

 Steve is the first to openly freak out as he stands back from the table. “That’s great. That’s great. That’s really great. Jesus!”

 “Come back, Harrington.” you frowned, reaching for his hand to pull him back in. He looked slightly overwhelmed with his lips pursed as you dragged him close again.

 “Okay, so if this thing is like a brain that’s controlling everything, then if we kill it..” Nancy said, picking up the book for closer inspection.

 “We kill everything it controls.” Mike finished.

 “We win.”

 “Theoretically.”

 Hopper joined the girl at her side as he slowly took the book. Trying to read up the page for himself. “Great. So how do you kill this thing? Shoot it with Fireballs or something?” His sarcasm made you roll your eyes. Hating how he doesn’t give any sort of helpful feedback. Unfortunately the tone completely went over Dustin’s head’s and you wished you had reached out to shut him up for a second.

 “No. No, no fire–no fireballs.” he chuckled, looking up at the older man. “Uh, you summon an undead army, uh, because..because zombies, you know, they don’t have brains. And the mind flayer, it..it likes brains.” 

 Hopper began to look over at Dustin incredulously as he attempted to reach back for the book. Moving around, you take your place before him. Doing your best to guard him from Hopper’s disapproving gaze. 

 “It’s just a game.” Dustin stammered. “It’s a game..”

 “What the hell are we doing here?” cried out Hopper as he slapped the book on the table. A sudden rush of anger filled inside you and before you even realize it, you’re pointing your finger over to the Chief. 

 “I don’t know about you, Hopper. But some of us have been trying to figure out how to fight against these things all damn day! We even set up a base to lure it in!” you spat, feeling your face turn hot with the attention in the room. “I think things might be a little bit more helpful if you weren’t so damn sarcastic with these kids!”

 Your tone caused Hopper to stop in place, turning slowly until his glare was focused on you now. People must have normally been intimidated by his hard gaze and stature, but with how much tension and emotion you’ve been feeling lately. You think you could take on the challenge of this face off. 

 “You don’t know what the hell we just went through, kid. What we had to do. So quit acting like you do!”

 Shaking your head, you let out a sardonic laugh. “I think I’ve got a pretty damn good idea!” you retorted, pointing to the cut on your arm. “But at least I know better than to waste everyone’s time by being a sarcastic assho-” Your words are cut off by the sudden brush of a hand over your mouth.

 “You do realize he’s still Chief of police, right?” Steve muttered into your ear. But you’re too upset with him to cool down. Pushing Steve’s hand off from your mouth, you attempt to march over but he’s got a pretty grip at holding you back. But that doesn’t stop you from running your mouth.

 “He could be the goddamn president for all I care! That doesn’t give him a right to mock the only people around here trying to help!”

 Dustin, who had been staring at you shocked, shook his head. Seeming to gain back his former confidence to join in. “Speaking of help. I thought we were waiting for your military backup!”

 “We are!” barked Hopper.

 “Even if they come, how are they gonna stop this?” Mike exclaimed. “You can’t just shoot this with guns!”

 “You don’t know that! We don’t know anything!”

 “We know it’s already killed everybody in that lab!”

 “And we know the monsters are gonna molt again!” Lucas threw in.

 “And we know that it’s only a matter of time before those tunnels reach this town.” Dustin finished. The boys are at their wits end and you can’t help but feel bad that their worries are being somewhat ignored by the only adult here.

 That is until a tired voice joined in from the hall.

 “They’re right.”

 Everyone looked over to find Joyce. Her face looked tired with  remnants of tears still etched around her eyes. It has you suddenly feeling guilty for causing such a shouting match in her home while she was trying to grieve. A silver lining was that she seemed to be on the same page as the kids.

 “We have to kill it.” she urged. “I want to kill it.”

 Hopper approached her slowly. Any hardness in his tone is gone as he carefully attempts to sway her opinion. “Me, too. Me, too, Joyce, okay? But how do we do that? We don’t exactly know what we’re dealing with here.”

 “No. But he does.” 

 Mike stepped out of the kitchen towards Will. Looking at his friend with a sort of determination. “If anyone knows how to destroy this thing, it’s Will. He’s connected to it. He’ll know its weakness.”

 “I thought we couldn’t trust him anymore.” Max recalled. “That he’s a spy for the mind flayer now.”

 Mike pondered a second before the idea slowly came to him. “Yeah, but he can’t spy if he doesn’t know where he is.”

  A plan was quickly thought up the moment Mike and Hopper stepped out back. The shed in the backyard was the perfect little box where Will could be concealed from the outside world. All it needed was just a little makeover.

 So with that idea, tasks were quickly divided. Most of everyone was paired off. But Hopper, who was still a little miffed with your earlier outburst, happily assigned you to help lug pieces supplies back and forth from the house to the shed. Meanwhile, Steve and Nancy would begin to cover it up.

 Something you were completely okay with at first. Until you began to notice just how focused Nancy was to Steve. 

 It’s not often you’re left feeling jealous. With the confidence you pushed out often enough, you’ve almost come to believe that you didn’t have any reason to be. It allowed you to focus on yourself instead of others and it worked for so long. But this felt different. With some of the events that happened today, this pulled out a whole other reaction. This was an angry green demodog trying to claw its way out of you. 

 How did you go all these months reacting to them normally? Why was it now, in the most urgent time, that you suddenly feel upset being around them? Even now, they’re only focusing on their work at hand. Barely sharing any words as they worked together.  The guilt of looking at your friend wrong was creeping in on you.

 But something about the way she continued to stare at him made your mind funny. Nancy up until now was seemingly over Steve. Especially with the way she looked at Jonathan. So why were her blue eyes focused on the boy beside her?

 You’re about to step back into the shed when you hear the sound of Nancy’s voice clear enough since the group had been together in the kitchen.

 “What you did, um, helping the kids. That was..really cool.”

 “Yeah.” Steve replied coolly. “Those little shits are real trouble, you know?”

 “Believe me, I know.” she chuckled.

 The tarp in your hand felt heavy and suddenly you’re seeing red. But instead of doing the smart thing, like walking away and cooling off. You don’t. Instead, you step into the shed and catch the way Nancy is staring up at Steve again. Making your impulsiveness come out. 

 “I’m surprised you’re so aware, Nancy Drew.” you smiled. Feeling the familiar venom build up in your mouth. “Seeing as you ditched everyone for the past two days without so much as a phone call to check in on that brother you were so worried about.”

 “Whoa, hey,” Steve started, looking down at you with a worried expression. “You don’t have to go there.”

 “Oh? I don’t?” you chuckled lightly. “Because to me it looked like if she really wanted to help keep the kids safe, she’d have been here. Helping us figure out a way to kill the damn thing.” Glancing back at Nancy, you try to ignore the hurt expression on her face in order to keep your mocking one up. 

 Steve stepped down from the ladder, holding his hand up in front of you as he stepped closer. “C’mon, we both know she was just trying to find some answers..” It nearly made you sick to see him stick up for Nancy. Why was he bothering with that? Shouldn’t he be upset with her? She made him feel guilty over something that wasn’t in either of their hands, and ditched him a day later.

 “I’m sorry, did I get hit on the head or something? Or am I the only one who remembers what made you so upset the other night?”

 Nancy’s eyes widened and Steve ran a hand nervously through his hair as he continued to mutter your name quietly. “Look, we have work to do. Things can be talked about another time.” He reached back out to take your hand into his, squeezing gently like he did before on the bus. Like he’s trying to help ground you again.

 “God,” you scoffed, pulling your hand from his. “You two really are something else.” 

 Both of them shared a confused look before you dropped all the materials in your hands to the ground. Your fight or flight senses were creeping in and instead of sticking around to make yourself look like an even bigger bitch, you decide it’s best to leave. 

 “Continue to enjoy the bullshit, Steve.”

 Dashing out of the shed, you made your way towards the door to the house when a hand pulled you back. Steve, who came out to follow, was looking down at you with his eyes wide. “Do you want to tell me what the hell that was about?”

 “Let me go!” you frowned, slapping his hand. But he didn’t let go, instead, he pulled you closer to him until he could place both hands at your shoulders. Keeping you in place as he leaned in. 

 “Relax.” He pressed, looking still so concerned with you. “Why are you so upset?”

 “Because, Steve!” You said pushing him back a step. “What she did to you wasn’t okay and you’re just talking with her casually? Like nothing happened?”

 “She was just thanking me for helping with the kids. We’ve barely spoken all night.”  

 You can’t really mention how it was mostly the way she stared at him that upset you. And even thinking that made you feel a little foolish. Steve wasn’t yours and you knew that but that didn’t stop your word vomit.

 “She’s barely given you the time of day since that party! And up until tonight, she didn’t even bother to know where you were and if you were okay.”

 There’s a hurt look across his face and you feel your stomach twist at the idea of making him feel worse. But you can’t just let him be walked over again. 

 “Look, I’m sorry.” you sighed, pushing your hair away from your face. “I know that..I’m being harsh. I don’t mean to make things worse. But I just don’t want—can’t see you get hurt again.”

 He pressed his lips together, huffing out air through his nose while he took your words in. “I don’t see why you even care. I don’t. It’s over with..” He said, sounding a little bit too diffidently. It pulled out your frustrations again.

 “Because, Steve.” You said as you moved back a step closer. “Believe it or not but someone actually gives a shit about you for once.” 

 The words are too honest and you’re scared to even admit that you are that someone. But Steve doesn’t seem to care as he stepped to stand in front of you. Looking downward with such concern it hurts to know he’s checking on you when you’ve just pointed out his shitty situation. 

 “You shouldn’t care.” Steve said. Voice a little defeated. “We’re not friends..you’ve told me that so many times.” 

 “I know.” You sighed, hating your past self for saying words that haunted you now. But truthfully, maybe you weren't supposed to be friends. Maybe it was always going to be different with Steve.

 Reaching out, you placed your hand down on his chest. Feeling the beat of his heart strongly under the palm of your hand. Something about it draws you in, and before you know it. You’re leaning your head up and pressing your lips against his. 

 The familiar warmth of his pillowy lips against yours feels warm again and you can’t help but grasp at the collar of his jacket to pull him in and press him even harder against you. 

 Instead of pushing you away, like you thought Steve might do. He instead raised a hand up to cup the side of your face. Rubbing his thumb gently against your jaw as he kissed you back. The front of his hair tickled against your forehead but you ignored it to revel in the way he felt. It’s almost the same Earth shattering feeling you felt on the day of your doorstep. When you had to push him away. 

 Only now, you’re silently begging him to pull you in even closer. 

 When you’re in need of air, you pull back just a bit to allow yourself to avert your gaze. Keeping your eyes focused on his rising chest while you tried to think about how you could explain what you just did. But Steve had other plans, he reached out to grip the tip of your chin, making you look back up to him. Raising a brow in a silent question. 

 “We’re not friends.” You repeated, patting his chest lightly. “But maybe because I want to be more than that..” Backing up, you watch as his face turns from confused to stunned. There’s nothing else either of you could say and you wish that you had better courage to just say how you feel now. But there wasn’t time, and you give your back to Steve once again as you enter the house. 

  Things after that settled a lot more calmly after you worked with the kids. It was easier to just listen to their small chatter while you helped organize anyway. But soon enough everyone found their way back into the shed to finish up the work. You avoided the two pairs of eyes that seemed to be calling you. Focusing on keeping your hands busy until Joyce was eventually moving all the kids back inside the house.

 The only ones who would be helping out Will was his family, Hopper, and Mike. Leaving the rest of you patiently waiting again. 

 From the kitchen window, Dustin seemed to grow more worried, shedding off his hat as he ran a hand through his curly locks. You can’t help but watch him carefully as he made his way to join you in the dining room. 

 “Hey,” you said softly, reaching out a hand to stop his pacing. The young boy looked at you curiously before relaxing a bit. “Sit down for a second.” you urged, pointing to the chair across from you.

 He seemed hesitant for a moment, but sat down anyway, leaning his head into his hands as he looked down on the table. It’s now that you’ve gotten the reminder of how young all these guys are. How despite their tough exterior and harsh words, at the end of the day they’re all just worried over Will. Something they shouldn’t have to be at their age.

 “You’ve been working pretty hard today.” 

 Dustin snapped his gaze up to look at you, giving a half shrug. “Yeah, well, Will’s a member of the party. We can’t just let the mind flayer get him.”

 “I’m not just talking about Will.” Licking your lips, you recall all of the things you did with your cousin. “You’ve been helping with just about everything. From Dart, Will, even me.” you smiled, pointing to your arm. 

 “Oh,” he said shyly.

 “Just want you to know that I think you’ve been pretty damn brave.” Extending your hand out, you give him a small smile. 

 He slowly reached out and laced his hand with yours, giving a small squeeze before he smiled back. It’s one of the nicer conversations you two have had in days and it’s kind of a relief to have such a normal moment. 

 “You’ve been pretty cool tonight.” He said softly. 

 “Oh, just tonight?” you smirked, making him roll his eyes before he went on.

 “I mean, you were pretty cool when you told off Hopper. It was kinda awesome.” 

 You can’t help but grin at that, feeling a small bit of pride swell inside of you at the idea of Dustin thinking of you so positively. Shrugging casually, you leaned over the table to give him a wink. “We’re Hendersons. No one gets to mess with us.”

 “Hell yeah,” Dustin chirped, squeezing your hand. “No one.” he confirmed.

 You get the feeling of someone watching and turn your gaze past Dustin to the living room. Steve, who was lazily swinging his bat now and stopped his movements to lean against the archway. A small, amused, smile was slowly tugged at his lips. 

 Before you could say anything about that, the lights all around the house began to flicker. Making all the three of you nearest to the kitchen jump towards the window. This whole thing is a painful reminder about how the monster came out of the wall last year with the same light show.

 “C’mon, Will.” you muttered quietly, hopeful for the kid to pull through. 

 The lights stop flickering but it’s not till a good couple of minutes later that Hopper and the rest of them push through the kitchen doors. He reaches for a pen and paper, and goes over to the table to write something down.

 “What happened?” Dustin asked, moving with you to circle around him. 

 “I think he’s talking,” sighed Hopper. “Just not with words.”

 The paper is quickly filled up with what looked like dots and lines. Something you feel like you’ve seen before, but can’t quite place it. Steve is the first one to voice out the question on the tip of your tongue. “What is that?”

 The party, always with the most random knowledge, answered back in unison. “Morse code.”

 “H-E-R-E.” read out Hopper.

 “Here.” Everyone replied.

 “Will is still in there.” Concluded Hopper, looking around everyone. “He’s talking to us..”

  The group quickly moved around to gather up the next set of supplies. You quickly go through the stack of papers in Will’s room and find a paper and pencil and head to the kitchen table to join the others. Placing the supplies down, you stand behind Dustin and watch as he and his friends use a morse code guide to help translate the message being sent through the walkie from Hopper. Nancy finished the last step with writing down the letters given onto another pad.

 It’s not long until the message is finished. All of you moved to look over Nancy as she held the pad in front of everyone.

 CLOSE GATE.

 The phone suddenly began to ring. Making all of you jump in place. Dustin rushed over and slammed on the phone repeatedly until it stopped. There’s a breath of relief until it began to ring again. Nancy decided to stop it this time by completely tearing the thing off the wall. 

 “Do you think he heard that?” Max asked.

 You can’t help but be skeptical at the idea of someone not recognizing the sound of their house phone. But maybe with Will being all the way out to the shed, there was a chance he didn’t hear it.

 “It’s just a phone.” Steve pointed out. “It could be anywhere. Right?”

 All of you are given an answer when a loud screeching echoed in from the distance. You all take a step towards the living room window. A familiar chill comes up your back again as you look down to your arm. 

 “That’s not good.” Dustin said softly.

 Immediately the others come inside the house, moving to hide an unconscious Will in his room while the kids all keep watch at the window. You run through Jonathan’s room in hopes to find something to arm yourself with.

 “Hey, come on, we need you out here.” Steve said, coming inside to get you.

 “I-I can’t. I don’t have anything to fight with.” you panicked, trying to find anything to use as a blunt object. “Why the hell did Jonathan take up photography? I need a weapon not a goddamn film strip!” 

 Steve doesn’t let you linger as he takes your hand to drag you back towards the others. “Just watch the kids, I got you.” he said urgently, pushing you to stand behind him with Dustin. The others are all gathering around, letting Hopper, Steve, Nancy, and even Mike take the front lines. 

Lucas is doing his best to watch the side by covering Max with his slingshot. Jonathan is being held tightly by Joyce and Dustin is reached out to hold your hand again. You leaned forward and tugged down at Steve’s sleeve until he looked back at you.

 “Be careful.” you warned. 

 He nodded his head quickly, holding back a smile before he returned his focus to the windows. The sounds of the screeching grew louder the more seconds went by. A part of you is worried about how many might have heard the distress signal. At the bus there had to be at least half a dozen. But what if there was more by now? How many had been growing this whole time?

 “Where are they?” called out Max, reaching out to hold your other hand. The slight panic in her tone has you reaching your arms out to help push the kids behind you. Lucas stubbornly stayed at your side, keeping his shot in place. 

 There’s a loud gargled roar to the right and everyone turned together to face that direction. There’s a thud against the wall of the house and you tried to think about what kind of tactics the demodogs could be using this time. 

 “What are they doing? Nancy asked, keeping her gun high.

 “They’re scaling the house for another ambush.” you gritted, feeling your heartbeat in your throat.

 The noises by now are moving all around the house, giving no one a clear spot of where to ready their aim. It’s horribly daunting and you really wish you grip tightly to those around you as the noises seem to grow louder. 

 There’s a sudden whimpering sound, making all of you hold your breath.

 “What the hell was that?” you hissed, just before the body of a demodog came crashing through the windows. All of you let out a guttural scream before staggering back together. There isn’t any movement for a moment, all the weapons are aimed at the dog on the floor. 

 You peer over the kids, looking at the creature, waiting for it to suddenly turn around and open its face open at the group. But it doesn’t. It’s still on the floor, unmoving, with no visible signs of life left in it. 

 “Holy shit.” Dustin muttered. Letting you go to take a look for himself. In fact, all of you move in closer. Taking small steps behind Hopper. 

 “Is it dead?” Max asked. 

 Hopper kept his shot on him while he used his boot to tap against the head. It’s gross but the body simply sagged back down. It was most definitely dead. But there were no signs of bullet shots, stab wounds, or even bite marks from a possible animal. So what the hell killed it?

 A creaking noise came from the front door, and all the attention was faced that way. As if moving on its own, the locks began to twist and turn on the door. Everyone’s guard returns back up and you brace for whatever is about to step foot inside.

 She entered inside slowly, taking a careful step in before her face became clear in the light. 

 “Holy shit.” you gasped because standing by the doorway was none other than El. Back from the dead.

a/n: WOO! We’re almost done with this season. I hope you guys are excited for the ending.

[unluckyhoneybee]

The Handsome Artist. 26.(Daniel Ricciardo)

Weddings and celebrations. It feels like the right moment to take the next step.

MASTERLIST.

Previous part: Waiting .

Note: took me ages to write this and I don't even like it.

I put a foot out of the car and sighed happily.

"Abigail!" Chloe walked to me and hugged me tight. Well, as much as my bump let us. "Ohh, look at you"

I smiled.

"You look so beautiful"

"Thank you very much, Chloe"

Her hands moved in front of me, but she was cautious.

"You can do it" I answered with a smile.

She touched my bump then with a smile. "I'm really really happy for you. Both of you. I can't believe you are bringing the first baby to the group!"

"Look at that beauty!" Scott shouted.

"Thank you mate, got extra fresh for your weekend" Daniel answered behind me, making us laugh.

"Not you, dude. You look as if you had driven for 6 hours"

I chuckled.

"How was the trip?" Scott hugged me and kissed my cheek. "Looking fine, Abi. Baby Ric looks good on you"

"Well, thank you"

"Yeah, you're welcome" Danny said and I punched his shoulder.

"Come in, guys. The others are already here"

Daniel grabbed my hand.

"Ready?"

I nodded. He kissed my cheek and smiled over my skin.

We were welcomed with hugs and smiles, praises for me and some jokes for Danny.

"Fuck off, guys"

I kissed his cheek and sat. He gave me a look and caressed my hair. "Do you want some water?"

"Juice? I need sugar"

"Of course" And he head to the bar.

Corey turned to me and smiled. "He is... Different"

"Not different. Just really really happy" Michael said. I nodded at his words and touched my belly.

"I wouldn't have said it better"

"Isn't it great?" Scotty said. "Dan having a baby. After all"

Due to life, schedules and routine, we had barely seen each other during the pregnancy, so we haven't talked much about everything.

"When he told me..." Blake started. "I was happier than if that kid was mine"

I chuckled and Baby kicked in me. "Mini Ric is happy?" Michael asked.

I laughed and took his hand, pressing it on the side of my belly. He smiled and his eyes turned bright. All of them loved Dan so much, it was insane how happy this little human had made them.

"And you don't want to know the gender?"

I shook my head again and just then, Danny came back. He must had heard that last part.

"Charlotte says that it's a girl" Daniel happily said. "She said it was a girl the moment we told her."

"And you want a girl!" Chloe exclaimed making everyone laugh.

"I don't mind" He said and wrapped his arma round my shoulders. "I'm just happy to have a baby. I don't mind if it's a girl or a boy"

I looked at him with a smirk. "I caught him cheeking little dresses at the shop".

"You little shit..." He groaned with a smile. He was blushing deep. "Okay! Okay. I just... I think it would be really cute to have a girl first"

Everyone laughed and clasped, celebration the confession that made my heart beat like mad.

Danny POV.

The brunch was awesome, all the time Chloe and Scott spent organizing this celebration was paying. I had gotten up and walked away from Abi, who was with Blake talking about something they had seen on the news. Blake was a big comfort for Abi, always calm and collected, she found him a relief in our gatherings. So knowing she was in good hands, I went for a drink.

"Hey"

I turned to looked to the side. "Hey, man"

Mike patted my back.

"I've seen that bump in your trousers. I don't know how she hasn't notice yet"

I smirked and pushed him. "What are you implying, Italiano?"

He laughed. "Are you doing it tonight?"

I shook my head. I had waited for the perfect moment, but it simply didn't come and now Abi was getting tired and probably would want to go to sleep soon.

"Maybe tomorrow"

Michael sighed. "You are not doubting, aren't you?"

I shook my hair and looked down at my beer.

"You are"

"No. I'm sure I want to do it"

"Then?"

"I don't know if she wants"

Michael sighed. "We have talked about this"

We had, yes. For weeks, actually. After the 6th month ultrasound, the idea popped up in my mind.

"I'm just so happy. I can't believe we get so share something like this. So precious and perfect" She had said with her hands around her belly. I knew it. I wanted to marry her.

"She is having your baby. She is sharing her home with you. Abigail loves you so much, mate. I see it, Blake sees it, Molly, Scotty... Everyone can see it. This is just another step."

"I haven't talked about marriage with her"

"Well, you guys take things quick, don't you?"

I laughed. "Yeah, we do"

"She will say yes. Just tell her what you told me"

I nodded. "I don't want to marry just yet. I just need to do this. To take this step"

Michael patted my back. "It'll go well"

"Thank you, mate"

"Now, shut up. She is coming"

"Honey?"

I turned to look at her and sighed.

"What's wrong?"

She sniffed and leaned into me. "I'm tired"

"Okay, let's go. Tell the others we headed to the bedroom. We'll come back for the dinner"

Abi POV.

Danny stayed quiet as we walked to our bedroom, which I thanked a lot. After living together for this months, he had started to understand everything better. He just knew when things were right or wrong, he turned into the perfect boyfriend and the damn hormones made me want to cry for the whole day.

The door closed and I felt my body shaking slightly.

"What's wrong? For real" He softly said. He wasn't accusing me of anything, he just knew that I wouldn't spill everything in front of someone else. It was always easy to tell a litlle lie instead of making everyone worried.

Daniel sighed and walked closer.

"I'm a bit overwhelmed" I said drying my tears. "It's the hormones"

Daniel kissed my cheek and his hands came to my lower belly. The bump was already so big.

"It's okay. We can stay here for a bit"

I nodded.

Daniel took my hand and walked me to the bed. I sat and he knelt in front of me. As usual, his hands rested on the bump and his thumbs caressed my skin.

"Maybe you could wear something else tomorrow"

"Everyone else has heels and this perfect dresses"

Daniel took my hand and kissed my knuckles.

"Babe. You are pregnant. These shoes are not good for you. I don't want you to get hurt."

"But..."

"No buts, honey. Just wear your sandals, okay?"

I nodded slowly.

"Lay here with me for a bit" I whispered.

"Of course"

Daniel hold me for a while, his hands moving either up and down my back or on my belly.

"I don't know that people and they still come to touch my belly and make comments and..."

He pressed a kiss on my forehead.

"I don't want them to do that... I actually hate it. This is my belly, my baby... Why do they have to come and touch me?"

Daniel hugged me tighter and kissed my forehead.

"I'm sorry." He whispered. "I'll stay with you, okay?"

"No, Dan. I want you to have fun. It's Scotty's wedding"

He kissed my forehead.

"And my girlfriend is pregnant. Almost 8 months pregnant." Daniel pressed a kiss on my forehead.

.

.

.

The next day came and Daniel had to help me with the sandals. He obviously had to make a show of it.

"Oh wow. Just look at you" He said when I got up from the bed.

"I'm like a whale in nice clothes"

"The prettiest whale, Abi"

"What?"

We both started laughing like idiots.

"No, but hey. You look really pretty. For real. You are stunning, my love."

My cheeks warmed and I looked down at his chest. I fixed the shirt and then ran my fingers over the thin fabric. There was no tie, he said it didn't fit his vibe. And the blazer had tiny dots on it because he didn't want to go full on blue. But he looked so handsome.

"You look stunning too, Danny" I kissed his lips softly and he smiled, brushing our nose and trying to pull me closer. It made me giggle. "Baby is getting to big"

He looked down. "Yeah." There was this bright on the eyes, that look he had every time he looked at my bump. "I really can't wait to have them with us"

"Baby is already with us"

"I know. But I want to see how they look." He out both hands on my belly. "Asleep?"

"I think so"

He smiled softly. "You better stay like that and don't bother Muma today."

I ran my fingers over his hair and he kissed me again. "Ready?"

I nodded.

Hand in hand, we went to the garden where the wedding was taking place, and soon, we found the guys.

"Oh! You look so handsome guys"

Corey, as usual, was taking photos of everyone, so yeah, he took a thousand photos of us too.

Then, during the ceremony, I felt Daniel moving a lot. His foot was tapping on the floor and his hands were fidgeting with everything he could reach.

"Babe"

He looked at me.

"Are you okay?" I whispered.

He nodded and kissed my temple. "I'm perfect".

"I'm so thankful for the day my brother told me he had the perfect guy for me. I remember laughing at first, but then we met and everything has been perfect since then. Lance was right, you are perfect for me Scotty. And I love you like I haven't loved anyone. I can't wait to see what the future bring us and... " Chloe was almost pm tears as she spoke.

I dried a tear. Daniel noticed and hugged my shoulders. For the first time, I wondered if we would ever be like this. If we would ever have a nice celebration with out family and friends.

The rest was just as beautiful. Even Danny cried a bit. And then the dinner was amazing and the couple had their first dance and I couldn't stop crying because the baby had made me extremely sensitive. I wasn't really agile and I didn't like dancing anyway, so I stuck to my comfortable chair. But I grew thirsty at some point.

I felt a hand on my lower back and turned around. "Hey" The image made me smile. His cheeks were so pink from dancing. "You look cute"

He chuckled. "What are you gonna get?"

"Well, I was thinking about tequila shots" I said sarcastically. Daniel barked a laugh and pinched my ass. "Auch"

"Miss. Your water"

"Thanks"

I grabbed the bottle and looked at Daniel, who had a tiny smile and was breathing slow. "Wanna go out for a bit?"

I frowned. "Are you okay? Ten minutes ago you were on the top of that table"

"I'm perfect. Just want a moment with you"

I smiled and nodded. "Let's go"

We found a terrace with a perfect view of the garden. The chairs from the ceremony were still there. "This place is beautiful" I said in a whisper.

"It really is."

Daniel walked me to these arm chairs and sat on one, but before I tried to sit on the other, he grabbed my hips. "Sit here with me"

"I will crash you"

"You will not"

It was difficult to resist when he was looking at me with those brown eyes. I carefully sat on his lap and leaned on his chest. He put his hand on my belly and Baby moved.

"Hey cutie" He giggled. "Good evening to you too. Is Baby behaving well?"

I nodded. "I think they love the food."

"Muma has been eating a lot, hasn't she?"

I chuckled.

"Those mini pies..." I rolled my eyes.

"Same. And the salmon?"

I moaned and Daniel laughed. "But the cheese"

"No! Don't even dare to name it"

The cheese had been awful. Only the smell had made me want to puke.

Daniel kissed my cheek and brushed his nose to the side of my face. After our time together, I perfectly knew what it meant, so I turned my face and he captured my kiss with a deep kiss. It was slow and sensual, his hand leaving my belly and finding my neck. My cheeks heated up but beofe I could slide my hand under his shirt, he stopped me.

"I need to tell you something"

A shiver ran up and down my spine. He was so serious.

"Danny?"

He cleared his throat and I feared.

"Okay. Um... Charlotte told me to make it properly so..."

He maneuvered so I was now sitting. What did he do next? He got on one knee before me. My heartbeat grew erratic and I fisted my hands on my dress.

"I'm nervous as hell, baby. So excuse me." well, I couldn't even breathe, so it didn't worry me "I was talking to Scott one day and he was really excited about the wedding. He was excited because he would get all of us together, his family, friends... Everyone. He was excited because we all would celebrate with him how much he loves Chloe. And at first I didn't understand why doing it. You can love a person as much without marrying them. But... I love you so much, Abigail. You are the love of my life and the best thing that has ever happened to me. I'm so happy Molly dragged you to the studio. And I'm so happy you wanted that Argelian ivy around your breast. It was so badass for a first tattoo. And I'm so happy for that dinner at Pierre and Yuki's. And for the breakfast the next day. And for Colorado. And for those weeks I'm Perth. I'm so thankful for of of it and I'm so glad I took all those steps. And now... You are growing a baby in you, my baby, and even when I though I couldn't love you more, I do. I have fallen in love with you a bit more since the first day. And... I want to celebrate that. I want to put a ring on your finger to remind you all of this, all the beautiful things you mean to me. I love you so much and I'm already the happiest man alive. But I wanted to do this, I wanted to at least ask you and I know that after this dramatic speech maybe... Well. Fuck. Sorry. Would you marry me, Abigail Hopper?"

I hugged him and sobbed. "Yes. Yes. Yes. I love you so much. I want to marry you. Of course I want you. I love you"

Daniel laughed on my neck and squeezed me harder.

"Thank you, thank you..." He whispered on my temple.

I pulled back and cupped his cheeks. "I love you. And... You make me the happiest woman. I love you. I love you"

Baby moved and I giggled. "Touch"

"Are you happy? Hey? Muma said yes, sweetheart."

Baby moved again and Daniel pressed his forehead on my belly. I tried to dry my tears but it was stupid, I couldn't stop crying. With my fingers on his hair and his hands on my belly, I heard him talking to the baby as he used to.

"Danny"

He looked at me.

"Thank you for loving me and taking so much care of me. I thought I would never get it and I had lost all the hope. And you came and... I love you so much and I'm so happy we are having this baby together and... I can't believe you asked me to marry you because I was thinking about how I would like to marry you during the ceremony. And... Wow. I love you"

He cupped my cheeks and kissed me.

"Wait" He broke the kiss. "Fuck. I'm an idiot." He giggled and reached for his pocket. He pulled a little box and I laughed.

"Oh no, there was no need"

"Of course." He took my hand and kissed my knuckles. "Charlotte came with me. So I'm sure you will like it"

"I can't stop crying"

He opened the box and I gasped. It was beautiful, small and blue, pretty similar to the one he gave me for my birthday.

"Danny..."

He gently took my hand and slid the ring on my finger.

"We are going to marry"

He nodded and pressed my forehead to his.

"We are going to marry"

He kissed my lips and made me move on the sofa. We sat on our previous position and he hugged me.

I laid my head on his shoulder and looked at the ring in my hand.

"It's really beautiful."

"Just like you"

He kissed my forehead.

"We should wait until baby can walk"

"Okay. I'll be waiting for those first steps" He chuckled.

"And... Let's wait to tell everyone because it's Scotty and Chloe's weekend and I already took a lot of attention with the baby"

"Your wish is my command"

I smiled and kissed his cheek.

"Can you believe it?"

"Not really. I've carried that ring with me for the whole weekend."

Horrible part. But.... The next one...

Next part: Little flower.

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[bylerbigbang]

Gay Happy Feelings

15k words | Rated Teen

Literature teacher Mike Wheeler hates everything about Christmas, but he has a month to stage the school’s Christmas play, in collaboration with Will Byers, art teacher and Christmas fanatic. But their opposite views might not be the biggest obstacle to the play’s success, as Mike’s past comes back to haunt him.

Warnings: Some swearing, homophobia, unconsented outing, children getting poisoned (they get sick, no one dies, and no one wanted them to die)

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If he was honest, Mike didn’t expect the art teacher to look like this. Call him prejudiced, but to him art teachers were either middle-aged women who were way too much into astrology, or white men with dreadlocks. Will Byers was neither. He looked more like a nerd, with his bowl cut and his checkered button-down. That said, if anyone could rock a bowl cut and still look good, it was that guy, and the shirt hugged some broad shoulders. Mike could feel blood rush to his face, but he carefully ignored it. He was here for a reason after all.

“Mister Byers?” He asked, voice a bit higher-pitched than he planned.  “Yes?” The man answered, looking a bit confused. Right, he probably had no idea who Mike was, thanks to him, never meeting his colleagues for lunch or… Anything really. What could he say? He liked his alone time.  “Michael Wheeler,” he introduced himself. “I teach literature…” “Oh you’re here about the play!” The man’s face lit up. “Please, call me Will,  I’m so glad you’re here to help! It is going to be so great! Do you already know what kind of play you want to do? More Santa related, or like, Nativity play?”

And he was looking at Mike, sparkles in his big hazel eyes, and Mike knew right then right there that he was totally done for. He couldn’t do it, but he couldn’t not do it. Because there was this full-grown man making puppy-dog eyes at him, and saying no wasn’t an option anymore. Instead, he sighed.

“Is there a third option? Something that isn’t about Baby Jesus, but not about Santa either? I hate the dude. “Which one?” Will said, laughing in disbelief. “Santa. From what I know, Jesus seemed like a chill guy, but not everyone in this school is a Christian so it seems a bit unfair to do a play about him. Santa… Santa is just such a…” He caught himself before spouting some profanity, glancing at the students still painting. “Bad guy.” He finally chose to say. “ A bad guy?” Will asked, shocked, “We’re talking about the plump grandpa going all around the world to give free presents to kids?” “Yes,” insisted Mike. “The one who is supposed to give nice presents to good kids and bad presents to bad kids, but somehow rich kids get the latest game console and poor kids get off-brand shoes to replace the ones they have that are too small for them. Classist bas…soon”

Nice recovery.

[imabillyami]

I was really worried about what they were going to do with Jey after Summerslam if he lost. Like he's put his blood sweat and tears into the story for 3 years. He's the one who has carried it when Roman isn't there, which is more frequent since he went part-time. This is the biggest story that draws, so that's a lot of trust, especially when their negotiating TV deals and closing on their buy-out. But after Summerslam, I'm kind of naively optimistic? Like it's clear, Jey/Jonny is going to be the A story, especially with Roman taking time off. They are once again trusting them, and they've proven they can deliver. Also, after last night, I'm seeing hints of the adversity baby face beats but not shoehorned and dumb like Cody's but interwoven to the point you HURT for Jey. People are furious, Jimmy is going to get Dominik heat but unlike Dominick (and I love Dominik) Jimmy can handle a crowd and can be ruthless on the Mike, he's goingb to be so much fun. These guys are going to break our hearts. My point is, I thought about how Raw has tons of super over baby faces and Smackdown doesn't. They have faces but only a few guys over and none with the kind of writing Cody and Seth are getting. Most of the development was really going into heals, and LA Knight, I'm not sure where his story is going. So I wondered, are they really going to build Jey to be a top babyface? Is he getting a singles run?What do you think? You always have great opinions ❤️

Hello lovely anon 💜

First of all I wanna say thanks for sending me this! I’m really honored that you value my opinions this much! (I’m feeling very soft about that 🥺)

I’ve been mulling over how to answer this for a bit, collecting all these random thoughts I had, but here’s what I’d settle on: 

I’d argue that Jey has been a (top) babyface for quite some time now, tbh. Even before his turn on Roman, maybe even since the Royal Rumble, all the way through his turn on Sami (which might be a controversial take, in terms of what a classic babyface is, but the “I didn’t want to do it” promo pretty much tells the whole story of a babyface trapped in a situation where he has to go against everything he is at heart for the good of his family. Jey always had good intentions and a pure heart, I said what I said. Come talk to me about it, if you have a different or similar take! I'd love to read more opinions on this!). To me Jey Uso has been a babyface long before he got internally listed as one again.

In regards to LA Knight and the babyface situation on Smackdown: Right now no one on Smackdown will beat LA Knight to that spot of top babyface, he’s a whole different kind of over, there’s no denying that. We also have Rey and the LWO, but then again… the LWO is just kind of… there?

With how Summerslam ended I have zero doubts that they’ll build Jey into an even bigger babyface than he already was prior to Summerslam. And I have no doubt they’ll be doing the same for heel!Jimmy. As always, they are two sides of the same coin, this time against each other instead of united. 

I’ll admit I was a little worried at first, too, cause we all saw what happened with Roman’s previous opponents after everything was said and done and how most of them fizzled out, but then again, Jey is different, cause he’s been point and center of this story for the past three years. None of this would’ve worked without him, so of course they weren’t going to let him crash and burn after Summerslam, no matter the outcome. 

Paul said during the press conference that they’re in the third inning of this story and I fully believe him. I know Roman will be around on Friday, but I think that’ll most likely be so Jimmy can clearly distance himself from the Bloodline once again and show that his decision to turn on Jey had nothing to do with wanting back into the Bloodline at all. 

I might be wrong, but I feel that this third inning belongs to the twins (and possibly Solo, we’ll see) entirely and I have no doubt that it’ll be the biggest thing, the main event, the story carrying that show for a while. Whether they’ll jump right into the feud (which I assume is more likely) or have them go off on their own as single’s competitors (who constantly interfere in each other’s business to build up the feud even further), they ARE the show and they will stay the show. 

I’m not even gonna compare what they’re doing on Smackdown to what they’re doing on Raw, cause the approaches to these two shows feel entirely different. I’ll give Raw and its superstars (especially Seth, Dominik & Rhea) their flowers for building up some incredible baby faces and heels, but none of them are even close to the character work and levels of storytelling we are blessed with on Smackdown (even if a certain bleach blond someone on Raw likes to tell you differently. A small knock on wood and thanking wwe for putting Cody on Raw so his ass stays far away and doesn’t insert itself into the storyline yet again, at least for a while. It’s the small things to be grateful for, really.)

But to answer your question directly: Jey Uso has been the show for three years and Jey Uso will continue to be the show for the foreseeable future. And I’ll be elated to see Jimmy get the same amount of spotlight going forward. These two boys will carry this story on their backs just like they (and Roman and Paul and Solo and for some time Sami - of course I’ll mention my fav) always did and we’re in for an incredible ride and a world of pain.

[mable-stitchpunk]

Going Home in a Box: Chapter 49 Teaser

(In case I don’t finish tonight, here’s a taste of tomorrow. ^_^)

Mike might’ve sounded tired on the phone, but he looked downright exhausted in person.

He had called a little before noon claiming he had wanted to come into work and ended up replacing Fritz when he went with Natalie to the Pizzaplex. He had insisted on it, and he seemed alert enough when he had come in. Though he had been nursing a cup of coffee so that could’ve been helping him through. He intended on going right back and finishing out the shift, letting Fritz and Natalie have an afternoon together.

Except he looked like he was barely going to make it through the following conversation with Scott. He didn’t look alert enough to even hold a conversation, let alone formulate some kind of plan to crack the case of the elusive security footage. Fritz and Natalie quietly exchanged concerns through brief words and looks.

Eventually Fritz tried to broach the subject with a, “How are you holding up?”

Mike gave a noncommittal, “I’m standing,” and shrugged the question off.

Normally Fritz was fine with Mike’s sarcastic non-answers, but in this case, he found his friend and business partner’s state incredibly concerning.

But before they could dwell on it, the front door opened for them. It was Scott who answered and greeted them with a smile and a, “Hey, you three. Come on in!”

From his lack of surprise, it was evident that Mike must have called him beforehand. From his lack of unease or tenseness of any kind, Mike must’ve left out most of the details. Fritz saw him take notice of Mike’s state. He gave him a onceover as he passed by and his smile softened with sympathy, and he stepped aside to let Fritz and Natalie through before shutting and locking the door behind them.

Ennard and Baby were both waiting for them in the living room. Baby was sitting on the couch with her claw in her lap and her hand resting on it while Ennard stood beside the couch, leaning on the back on his elbow.

Fritz’s eyes were also drawn by an unexpected pink color and spotted the third animatronic present. It was the Bonnie hand puppet he had heard about but hadn’t seen. She noticed his eyes fall on her and froze in place, staring back with wide unblinking eyes with the slightest of trembles shifting through her. Almost like she was vibrating for a second.

“Well, well, well! Look who’s come crawling back to the Clown House,” Ennard greeted in a playfully evil voice. Rubbing his hands together and cackling deviously. “I knew you’d be back! They ALWAYS come back! Ahahaha!”

“It’s great to be here. Really,” Fritz played along.

The pink bunny jumped when he started talking and suddenly lost her nerve. She turned and buried herself behind the pillow beside her, pushing it up the block her from view and even pulling her ears in. Not that it did much to hide her. Natalie gave a little ‘aww’ from beside him, so she must’ve noticed it too.

“Good afternoon, Mike, Natalie, Fritz. It is a pleasure,” Baby politely greeted. “No Charlie or Marion today?”

“Still at the pizzeria,” Mike answered.

“Good to see you too, Baby. How’s it been?” Natalie greeted.

“Quiet, thankfully. Until you showed up, but I suppose that is to be expected.”

Everyone in that room had become accustomed to Baby’s eloquence and knew not to take her seriously.

“Can I get you anything?” Scott offered. Mike, tired and possibly missing that he was referring to a drink, cut straight to the chase.

“We need your help,” he said, pointing at the older man with both hands. “You said something about having a buddy on the inside of Freddy’s, right?”

“Pretty much. He’s a former employee from back when I was working there… which he had to leave off his resume to get the job. But yeah, we’re still friends,” Scott answered.

“Which means he would have an employee account. That’s what we’re looking for,” Mike explained.

“Sure!…Well, technically I have an employee account too.”

“What? How did that happen?” Mike asked in disbelief.

“So, remember how I have a Fazbear Entertainment email account? Yeah, I just used that and pretended I forgot my password for my employee login and ended up, you know, making an employee login. Heh, not sure how I managed to slip that one past them. But, uh, all it really does is let me get to a few more sections of the Fazbear Entertainment website. It’s not really good for anything.”

“It might be good for one thing,” Natalie said, perking up at the mention of this extra account. “Do you have any idea what your security clearance could be? Or your friend’s?”

“Security clearance? I… I have no idea. I don’t even know if they were doing security clearance when I was working there. It was just a pizzeria… with a really high mortality rate,” Scott awkwardly admitted. “I don’t even know how the company’s run now. They’re not hiring old employees and they’re not run by any of the old owners as far as I know, so there’d be no reason to put in my information.”

“But they might if they have your email,” Natalie said matter-of-factly.

“…Good point. Yeah, they might.”

“That’s downright brilliant. Forget the person on the inside. YOU’RE on the inside,” Mike complimented. Scott smiled at that.

“In which case if they did have your credentials, do you think you’d have any sort of security clearance?” Natalie asked. Scott’s smile waned.

“Well… Maybe. I-I did hold a management role for a while- but that could just as easily give me no security clearance. I mean, you can’t really say the Freddy’s were ran well,” Scott explained. He seemed a little more off-put by the line of questioning, though less by their bluntness and more with what he had to be out with. He stole a look to Ennard before offering, “But that guy’s working there as a technician, I think. Something like that. He probably has real clearance. Like, clearance that’s not going to buckle the second they realize he’s not actually an employee.”

“That’s a good point too. Alright, then we’ll stick to him. Do you think there’s any way you can ask your buddy for his login information?” Mike asked.

“…Suuure, but what’s this all about? Before I go and ask him, I mean. What’s going on?” Scott asked. He was finally starting to catch on, his voice holding a shred of suspicion. The concerned kind, like he could tell that last night had happened.

Well, of course he could. It was written all over Mike’s face. Underlining along the dark marks under his eyes. Mike looked to Natalie who gestured a hand either as a shrug or a ‘go ahead’, to which he decided to.

“We’re trying to get security footage out of the Pizzaplex. Natalie’s login kept bringing up an error and the only other security guard didn’t have a high enough clearance, so we’re looking for another way in.”

“And I find it very suspicious that I’m the only one who can’t get in. Unless his login was a fluke, but I’m thinking it might’ve been more than that,” Natalie said. “I’m already on the verge of being framed and blackmailed.”

“Wait, you’re trying to get security footage?” Scott asked in surprise. “Why, to delete it?”

“Can’t be that that. A little birdie told me that footage erases itself on its own,” Ennard volunteered.

“No, we’re not. We’re going to try to get ahold of it and see if we can get evidence of Ness- Vanny… the rabbit woman who keeps messing up the cameras. There was an incident last night and she’s gone too far. Now we have to deal with her, and since I couldn’t get the footage myself, we’re looking for other ways to get ahold of it. Otherwise, I’m going to have to smuggle a camera in there, cross my fingers, and hope she doesn’t start swinging,” Natalie laid out.

“Oh, that actually sounds pretty cute. A bubbly blond and a buxom bunny duking it out in the middle of a mall,” Ennard joked coyly. Natalie gave him a look and he snickered a little. It almost seemed like the comment flew over his head until he ventured to ask, “Now how far was too far? Couldn’t have been someone getting hurt, you guys seem a little too ehh… mellow. What was that a minute ago? Framed and blackmailed?”

“Yes,” Natalie tiredly drawled.

“And you said her name is Vanny? Oh dear. I think I see the framing device as we speak,” Baby remarked.

Natalie groaned and nodded. Fritz put an arm around her both for comfort and as a sort of protectiveness.

“But that’s not even half of what happened last night. We have to get this woman off the street,” Mike said. His tone expressing both his mental exhaustion and a degree of seriousness that clashed with the previously ‘mellow’ tone.

“What happened?” Scott asked soberly.

Mike almost went off into an explanation but stopped himself. His look of tiredness quickly shifting to concern.

“A lot happened,” he simply said.

“Like…?” Scott coaxed.

“Like a lot of intense stuff. Stuff I know is going to freak you out, because it scared the hell out of me,” Mike warned. He knew Scott especially would be a little more effected by the news- not that the present clowns would be any calmer- and wanted to give them a heads up before risking throwing them into a tizzy. “When I say it was bad, it was bad.”

“What happened?” Baby spoke up. Her voice much more assertive, refusing to take a ‘no’ from this point, and that was what finally got the floodgates going. That and Scott giving an encouraging nod for him to continue.

[steverogersfemdom]

Eddie gets scared of losing love

A/n i have  not finished  the  show yet but i am already love with  Eddie

Eddie x GN Wheeler Reader

Eddie and I have been dating for almost 6 months. We met when my younger brother Mike asked me  to play dnd with him because they were  one person short. Since then  me  and Eddie  have  been  inseparable. We  spend  all our time together. The  only time  we aren't together  is when there is a dnd game,or I have a  school council meeting.another  exception is at school. Eddie and i’s friends don’t  run in the same crowd so nobody really knows we're  dating. So sometimes this leads to guys hitting on me but I always shut  them  down super fast, but there is this one guy  that's in my friend group. His name is Justin. He can't take no for an answer. I  would tell him  I have a boyfriend but Eddie  wants to keep our  relationship secret  so I don't lose my friends.don't get  me  wrong I have told him so many times I would drop all of them in a heart beat for him but he wont let me. So one day after  school I was walking to meet Eddie to hang  out like everyday when I heard the annoying sound of Justin's voice  saying my name. Slowly i turned  around  to face him with  fakest  smile  ever and said hello.that  started  Justin  on one of his long winded  explanations of how we should go on a date,trying to be  polite  i decline  the offer for the one  hundredth time that  week. Quickly i turned and flushed to my car  so i could go to  Eddie's house for some much  needed boyfriend cuddles. Not knowing he saw the entire  exchange and was seconds from ripping Justin's head off. But Eddie pulled out of the  parking lot  right behind you.when i  got  to Eddie's house i got out of the car and  waited for him to  pull in behind me.when we  got in to the house i could till  Eddie was upset or angry.so i asked  him what was wrong but he just shrugged it off  and sat down  on the couch.Because i knew he  was upset i just dropped it  and  turned  on  the record player  on  and  waited for for him to tell me.   After about ten minutes  he  turned to me  with  tired, sad  eyes  and  asked  “do you still like me”. Just him  uttering that  sentence  broke my heart  in a thousand  pieces  “what do you mean  of course i still  like you Eddie i love you where is this  coming from”  i didn't even realize i said i loved him i saw his dumb founded expression. At this point he started crying “you  love me” he questioned “of course  i love i have loved you for the 6 months we have been dating. Did you doubt that ?” “I saw you talking to that Justin kid and thought maybe you realized you  were too good for me.”  Eddie cried. just him doubting that i love him makes me want to hug him till we die but i  just said  “Eddie  baby if anything you're too  good for me  you are willing to not talk  at school just  so my fake friends don't ditch  my so  to  show you  that i love you and you have nothing to worry about  we are going to  go to school tomorrow and show everyone your mine and  i'm yours. Does that sound good, baby?” “That sounds amazing, baby,”Eddie smiled. “Then let's go to bed  cuddle for the rest of the night, baby you look very tired.” I suggest “I haven't slept well because you haven't been here and I love you too. Also cuddles would be great. I had the best sleep I have ever  had hands down. Nothing  can beat sleeping with your boyfriend's  head on your chest.

[bowtiesnmusicals]

Here is my recap of The Spider and the Queen B (Preggers) episode of the podcast

Jenna really enjoys this episode and has a lot of memories. Tina gets her moment to shine.

Kevin doesn't have a lot of memories because he wasn't there.

What was happening in the world at the time: The Black Eyed Peas were still crushing it. I've Got A Feeling was still #1. The cast was still in Australia. There was a huge dust storm. It was frightening.

This episode has the least amount of songs of any episode.

There are no full songs in this episode.

There were a lot of first in this episode. There were no duets or group numbers. The first Sue's Corner. First appearance of Burt, Matt, and Mike. First time Mr. Shue keeps his shirt on. No shirtless Shue this episode.

We get to see more of the other glee members this episode.

Three big things happening: babygate, beyoncegate, Sue and Sandy plotting.

Mike O'Malley is one of the most lovely human beings and an excellent actor that you just can't keep up with.

Terri and Kendra are in cahoots now that Kendra knows Terri isn't pregnant. When Kendra asks if the baby is black is possibly wink and nod back to Nip/Tuck and Jessalyn's character on that show.

Quinn is pregnant.

Think of the mailman is a great scene.

Spoiler Alert: Puck is the dad.

Fairy veil was a term coined by Telly and Naya. There is a bran of hair extension called Fairy veil and that became their secret term.

Jenna loves Single Ladies.

Heather and Chris had been working on Single Ladies dance for weeks. Jenna got thrown into it later on.

Jenna only ate canned tuna fish and salsa for two weeks because she knew she would be in a leotard.

They would have to do the dance at every Fox party.

Heather, Jenna, and Chris rehearsed for a couple of weeks. They shot part of it on a blank wall like the music video but that part never got used.

Kurt smacking Tina's ass was improved.

The Single Ladies outfit was Chris's idea. The original outfit was closer to the music video.

Kurt now has to audition for the football team. Kevin says those scenes are so magical.

Kurt's coming out scene is beautiful. Kevin said it's a little clunky but that is what makes it great.

Burt's acceptance is fast but he still needs time to process.

Burt accepts Kurt to the best of his abilities. They only have each other and he's not about to lose his son after he's lost his wife.

Jane Lynch and Stephen Tobolowsky are insane in the best way.

Lea and Jenna both asked for a lot of Celine songs. Lea got one later on but it was the wrong song.

If you watch Tina on the ladder practicing Tonight she is wearing a big spider necklace. Jenna and Kevin have arachnophobia. She panicked about having to wear the necklace. Jenna didn't know at the time she could say no to costume and hair decisions. They made the chain longer and that helped.

Kevin was peeved that Rachel's audition song in this episode clearly sounds like it was done in a recording studio and Tina's while it was prerecorded was made to sound like it was being sung live. Tina didn't get the most produced songs.

Tina always gets the shit end of the deal.

This was Jenna's first big scene with Matt. Matt told her she was cheating out which is something you do in theater.

Sue's Corner was just Sue ranting. They get crazier and crazier.

Terri Schuester is a horror movie character. The car scene is terrifying and so illegal for so many reasons. It's also wonderful.

Kevin loves a good car cry.

Kurt's coming out scene is not Ryan's life but based on the reaction he wished he had from his parents. Kevin texted Ryan during the recording to find out the answer.

It is nice to see a positive response to coming out.

Glee club has added 3 new members by the end of this episode. Matt, Mike, and Puck.

Tartie Takes:

Cringe Moment - Sandy Ryerson, Figgins commercial

Worst Dance move - none

Best Song - Single Ladies

Best Line - My body is like a rum chocolate soufflé if I don't warm it up right it doesn't rise.

Best performance by a prop - the spider necklace

Things that didn't age well - Is the baby black?

Thing that did age well - Burt coming home early to watch Deadliest Catch

Shit we found on Tiktok:

They shouted out two people that do recaps on the podcast.

When Karofsky is first introduced he on the hockey team and later is on the football team. Kevin asked Max about this plot hole. Max said when he originally auditioned he auditioned for Karofsky and Azimio. Karofsky was a hockey player and Azimio was on the football team. They were both jocks that bully the glee club. Karofsky was originally a one episode character. They decided to bring him back and it was easier to just make him a football player.

Jenna likes being surprised every week by the shit we found on tiktok segment and she likes not having to do any prep work for it.

Next week is Rhodes Not Taken. They loved getting to work with Kristin Chenoweth.

[that-innovating-artist]

TITH || Leddie Imagine Zero: Moving In

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Hawkins, Indiana

September 26th, 1982 • Forest Hills Trailer Park [Zonoff Trailer]

“We’re here,” my mother said. My eyes flitted open, and I stretched, yawning. Every muscle in my body was stiff, and I incoherently mumbled as I trudged out of the car wearily. Fiery colored leaves scattered the ground like a walkway, and the withering grass provided the picturesque early autumn vibe. A delicate breeze swirled around me, and I shuddered as my exposed skin felt the first touch of cold I would adapt to in the upcoming months. Oh, how I so looked forward to the days where I had to stand outside at the bus stop freezing my ass off. I would start my Freshman Year of High School and leave behind my best friends who were still stuck in Middle.

Sucks to be them, I thought. I only have four more years left of this shit.

I meant that as a joke, by the way. I love Dustin, Lucas, Mike, and Will. I was already missing the Wheelers like crazy. I grew up there with Karen babysitting me while my Mom would go to work at the Lab. We lived in a guest room but eventually Mike was born and so was baby Holly, so my Mom decided that they needed the room to raise their young and we ended up here. In this literal pile of garbage.

“Honey, you can start removing the boxes from the trunk. We’ll get settled in.”

☆☆☆

It was about a month later that a loud noise coming from the trailer nearby blasted. I groaned, throwing my pencil on the ground, cursing, and stormed out while my mother called my name. I angrily approached the door, banging my fists on it. Hard. Hard to where it became red.

The music stopped, and the door opened to a curly-haired boy around my age. My world halted. What I was going to say, I suddenly forgot, and I stood there like a deer caught in headlights. He was beautiful.

“Can I help you, Miss?” He trailed off, waiting for me to answer.

Lydia, you love blind moron, I inwardly slapped myself. Instead, I said pathetically, clearing my throat and shyly toying with my short curly hair. “Uh-uh, can you just maybe… turn down the music? It’s really annoying.”

Fuck me, I thought. I must’ve been standing there like a lovesick young girl who just found her soulmate.

“Oh,” he chuckled dryly. “Of course. Hey, did you move in recently?”

My eyes lit up, smiling awkwardly. “Uh, yeah. I start school next month. It was the earliest the Principal would let me enroll in classes.”

The boy’s eyebrows quailed. “What grade will you start?”

“Ninth,” I responded. “I’m really nervous.”

“No way! I’m in ninth as well! Hey, you’ll do great! Oh, I should probably introduce myself. I’m Eddie. Eddie Munson,” he stuck his hand out and I shaked it, blushing wildly. “And who might you be, milady?”

I laughed heartily, still seizing his hand. “Lydia. Lydia Zonoff.”

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[folklorelise]

Squad Leader Mom is pregnant!

MASTERLIST

Since all the baby incidents that had happened with you, Levi or the cadets, Levi and you had been thinking about having one of your own, but you never actually talked about it. Then one night, as you were reading before going to bed, Levi sat next to you on the couch ready to have that talk with you.

“Y/N.” Levi called your name seeing that you were not paying any attention to him.

“Hm?”

“I want to have–.” Levi started but then stopped.

“What’s wrong?” you asked worried, putting down your book.

“Remember when the kids were turned into children? We said that we would talk about having a kid. I want to talk about it now.” he told you staring at you. “If you want.” Levi quickly added.

“Oh right.” you said mumbled.

To be honest, since you joined the survey corps – having a baby never was an option for you. For Levi, having a child at all was never an option, but since he met you, he felt like anything could be possible.

“If you don’t want to, it’s fine too.” Levi said.

“I don’t know.” you admitted. “I loved having the cadets around. It was a lot of fun and I loved them as kids. But a new-born is different.” you paused. “I remember my neighbour; they had one and it was constantly crying and screaming. It looked exhausting. Also, what about my job here? I cannot– I… I can’t go on expeditions knowing that our child could become an orphan.”

“I would never let that happen.” Levi assured you, taking your hands. “I know our situation is not ideal, but can you imagine how great it would be to have a tiny version of us running around. I like that thought. That maybe one day, we could finally retire with our own little family.”

“It does sound nice.” you smiled fondly at Levi. “If that makes you happy, then ok.”

“Really? Because I don’t want to pressure you.”

“I’m sure. We’ll figure it out.”

The more you thought about it, the more you were sure about your decision. You had the possibility to give Levi another chance at having his own family and that was what made you certain of your choice. The next few months were spent in bed with Levi. It was intense – Levi was intense which resulted in making the both of you exhausted for trainings and expeditions.

Eight months into trying to get pregnant, yet there was still no baby in sight. Your doctor reassured you and said that getting pregnant is not an easy task.

You get easily sick during winter, so when a week before the expedition you started to feel nauseous, you just shrug it off. Which you instantly regretted the second you felt like passing out in front of a titan outside.

Eren from far away saw you falling from the sky and did not hesitate a second before transforming and running toward you. He caught you in time from hitting the ground and Mikasa from behind killed the titan that was ready to eat you.

“Mom?” Eren tried to wake you up once Mikasa got him out. “Mom, wake up please.” Eren cried.

Every squad were running toward where Eren transformed, not knowing why he did it. Levi and his squad were the first one who arrived.

“Eren!” Levi yelled at the boy but stopped when he saw you in his arms. A million questions were running through Levi’s mind. He could not move – he wanted to see if you were fine, yet his feet would not move toward you. What if he saw a wound, what if you were already dead?

“Captain,” Eren cried, “I– I saw her falling and I came. She’s not waking up!”

“What’s happening here?” Erwin finally arrived. “Levi wha–.” he asked the captain but stopped when he saw you. “Is she d–?”

“NO!” Eren yelled. “She can’t be, I– I caught her.”

“What happened then?” Erwin asked a member of you squad.

“We don’t know. We spotted a few titans, and we were all going to take care of them. Then – squad leader Y/N was just behind us!”

“She is still breathing.” Erwin checked your pulse. “Levi’s going to take her back, and the rest of us will continue the expedition. You can go too.” Erwin told the cadets.

Every other squads were leaving the scene. Erwin slowly approached Levi.

“She’s ok, you can go and take her back.”

“Ok.” Levi breathed.

Levi slowly approached where the cadets where and took you in his arms. Once you were back, Levi rushed you to the infirmary. The cadets were all patiently waiting outside the room. Every one of them was worried, but Eren was even more.

“What if it’s my fault?” Eren said.

“You saved her!” Mikasa protested.

“When I caught her, maybe I squeezed her without noticing?”

“She is fine.” Jean shouted.

Levi was sitting with them, silently. After just a few minutes of waiting, a doctor came out of the room. Everyone stood up hoping for good news.

“Y/N is doing great. She just needs to rest now.”

“Thank you!” Sasha shouted hugging the doctor.

“Is she waking up soon?” Jean asked.

“She should be up in a few hours top. But from now on she should stay here as the pregnancy is already three months in or something.” the doctor said before leaving for his office.

“The pregnancy?” Levi repeated confused.

“Mom’s pregnant?” Jean asked Levi.

“Mom’s pregnant!” they all shouted excited.

“We’re going to have a little brother or sister!” Connie burst excited.

While the cadets were shouting, Levi was still trying to process the news.

“D– Captain!” Jean quickly corrected himself. “Can we go in and see her?”

“She’s still sleeping, I’ll go and find you once she woke up.” Levi said entering the room alone.

Levi was sitting next to you, waiting patiently for you to wake up. An hour or two later, the cadets could not wait any longer and came into your room.

“Please, can we stay?” Sasha begged the captain.

“Fine, but shup your months.”

A few minutes after the kids came in, you finally woke up. Levi was the first to notice it. He quickly stood up and came near you.

“Y/N, are you feeling ok?” Levi asked.

“Water.” you grunted.

“I’ll get you a glass of water!” Armin volunteered.

After drinking the whole glass, you instantly felt better. You asked Levi what happened and when he explained to you that you fainted due to the pregnancy, you started to cry.

“Don’t cry. It is good right? We’re happy about this.” Levi asked.

“It’s happy tears.” You confirmed laughing slightly.

Levi then left to bring some food. The second Levi left, Eren came and hugged you. Then very quickly everyone else joined the hug.

“You scared us to death earlier.” Eren told you.

“I’m sorry I made you worried.”

When Erwin came back, Levi and you were waiting for him in his office.

“Y/N’s pregnant.” Levi announced it to the commander. “Obviously, she won’t be going to the next expeditions, right?”

“What? Congratulation!” Erwin shouted happily. “That’s really great news.”

“Erwin – the expeditions.”

“Right, of course. Y/N, you have to rest from now on.”

“But I can’t do nothing.” you protested. “I’ll get bored.”

“You’re pregnant.” Levi argued. “You just have to take care of you by staying here. Erwin agrees with me.”

“I–. Y/N if you want to go home and rest, you can.” Erwin agreed.

“I don’t. I’ll stay here and work with you on paperwork, I’ll do everything as usual except going on expedition.” you stated firmly.

Levi knew how stubborn you were, so he did not continue to argue. What mattered to him was that you were not going on expedition. After announcing the news to Erwin, Levi and you went to see Hange to tell them the news. The scream Hange uttered was so loud that Moblit came in running.

“What happened?” Moblit asked worried.

“Y/N is pregnant!” Hange shouted.

“Oh! Congratulation!” Moblit hugged you.

The next person to know about it was Mike, then soon enough the entire survey corps knew about it. After a few days, you decided it was time to go and tell your family about it. You proposed to Levi to come with you since he never met them.

“I’m busy.” Levi told you.

“It’ll just be a day.”

Your parents used to live inside of wall rose, but as your father’s business became more and more successful, they moved inside of wall Sina. You had a brother in the military too. You joined at the same time – he was a year older than you – he ended up being first and chose the military police brigade.

The next morning, you and Levi took a carriage to your home. Your parents made you and your brother promise to visit at least once a month, and you both decided to visit the first Sunday of every month – which was today. You knocked on the door and it was your mother who opened the door.

“It has been so long. Ah, and you must be Levi, right?” your mother welcomed you in.

“Yes.” Levi answered.

“Come in.”

“Your brother is not there yet.” your mom told you. “Do you want to drink something?”

“Tea please, black tea. For the both of us.” you told her.

“I feel uncomfortable here.” Levi whispered once your mother was gone.

“Let’s just tell them the news and then we can go.” you reassured him.

Your mother brought back the tea and she sat on the couch in front of where you were. Your father was nowhere to be seen – he was buying groceries at the market – and your brother was probably still sleeping.

“I heard a lot about you Levi.” you mother finally said.

“Levi’s very popular.” you answered seeing that Levi did not know what to say. “He is humanity’s strongest after all.”

“Good, then I know my daughter is safe beside you.”

“Y/N is strong, and she doesn’t need me to protect her.” Levi insisted, “But that does not mean I won’t do anything in my power to protect her of course.”

“That’s good to hear.” your mother smiled gently.

Just when you wanted to continue to talk, the front door opened, and your brother and father came in. You brother hugged you, then went to hug your mother.

“Captain Levi!” your brother burst out. “You have been going out with captain Levi this whole time?” he asked you.

“Yeah, don’t be jealous.”

“It’s an honour to meet you.” (Y/B/N) told the captain, ignoring you.

Levi quickly started to relax around your family, and you were all chatting together, talking about the military and what your day looked like. After a few hours of discussion, you still did not find the right moment to tell them about your pregnancy.

“When are you going to tell them?” Levi whispered to you.

“I don’t know how to, it feels weird.”

“Do you want me to tell them?”

“No, I’ll do it. I can do this.” you cleared your throat loudly to bring their attention to you and stood up. “I came with Levi today because we had something to tell you.”

“Yes?” your mother smiled.

“I am pregnant.” you announced with a big smile.

“Oh, my dear, that is wonderful!” your mother cried happily.

Your family congratulated the two of you and asked a ton of questions about when it happened, and what you planned to do once the baby arrived. After telling them that you were planning on staying at the survey corps after the baby came. You would probably be less involved, but you could not leave your second family. At night, after taking the extra food your mother had prepared, you left.

“Why aren’t you guys sleeping?” you said seeing the cadets at the entrance.

“We were waiting for you.” Armin said.

“Is that food for us?” Sasha asked excited.

“No.” Levi answered. “Y/N is tired, so leave.”

“I’m fine, I’ll take the food to the kitchen and we can eat this together tomorrow.” you told them. “You didn’t have to wait for me, you won’t be able to wake up tomorrow.” you warned them leaving with Levi.

—————

The first few weeks of the pregnancy were going well – you worked in the office with Levi mostly, but you would also help Hange with their paperwork. Being pregnant as a survey corps soldier meant being able to have extra food during meals, being able to skip cleaning duties. You could sleep in late in the morning and no one would say anything to you.

When your baby bump started to show and you could not fit into your pants anywhere, you would go around in either dresses or in Erwin’s pants that you cut so it would not be too long.

When you were seven months pregnant, Levi started to become more and more protective of you. He would not let you carry anything, not even your food tray. He forbad the cadets to come even near you knowing how reckless they were. Only Mikasa and Armin were allowed to come and help you. Which obviously upset the other cadets.

“But dad that’s so unfair! I want to help mom too!” Jean pleaded.

“Fine, Jean you can help.” Levi finally accepted only because Jean called him dad which was one of Levi’s weak spot.

“Me too then!” the others shouted which only made Levi walk away.

When you heard about it, you reassured them that it was ok for them to stay around you. Around that time, you also stopped wearing your shoes since you could not put them on, on your own. You walked around in your slippers all the time.  

Nine months into the pregnancy and Levi never let you out of his sight. He would rest in bed with you the whole time.

“What do you want to name our baby?” you asked him one night.

“I don’t know. I didn’t think about it much.”

“I was thinking about naming her after your mother if it was a girl.”

“What?” Levi asked.

“If you don’t want to it’s fine too!” you quickly shrug it off. “It’s just–.”

“I’d like that. It’s a great idea.” Levi cut you, “I just thought… I didn’t think you would like that name.”

“Of course, I do! What if it’s a boy?”

You both brainstormed all the ideas you had before falling asleep.

You were outside with Levi during his training sessions with the cadets with a book. They were all taking a break, so you decided to join them, but when you stood up you felt something weird between your legs.

“Captain! Mom just peed herself!” Eren yelled panicking.

“Her water broke you idiot!” Sasha yelled at Eren.

Levi was definitely panicking like Eren, but he would not show it. You took a carriage with Levi direction your doctor’s house. After a few hours of labour, the baby was still inside of you.

“I can’t do that anymore.” you breathed heavily. “Just take it out!” you yelled, taking Levi hand in yours.

“It’s here, just push one last time.”

You let out a last scream and pushed as hard as you could before you heard cries.

The doctor cleaned then wrapped the baby in a blanket before giving it to Levi.

“Hello.” Levi whispered to his child.

“Is it a girl?” you asked weakly.

“It is.” Levi said looking into your eyes lovingly.

“That’s good.” you smiled when you heard a knock on the door.

“Hello.” Erwin came in with Hange and the cadets behind him. “They insisted on coming with us.”

“We bought you some flowers.” Connie handed you the bouquet.

“My favourite, thank you so much.” you teared up.

“You idiot you made her cry.” Sasha hit Connie behind the head.

“Mikasa’s the one you picked the flowers.” Connie defended himself.

“I love the flowers you guys. I’m just very tired and extra emotional.”

“Do we have a baby brother or sister?” Armin asked.

“You have a sister now.” Levi answered. “This is Kuchel.”

“Can I hold her?” Erwin asked.

“Well,” you started, “you are the godfather, of course you can.”

“Me too.” Hange exclaimed.

“You, maybe later.” Levi stated. “In a year or two, so when you drop her, she would be fine.”

“It happened once when you taught us how to hold babies.” Hange mumbled.

They were all around the new-born while Levi was laying down next to you, your head resting on his shoulder.

“You have the best mother in the world Kuchel, you’re so lucky.” Armin whispered to the baby.

—————

One night, at the boys’ dorm, a few months after Kuchel was born–

“Do you think it’s weird for us to call squad leader Y/N ‘mom’?” Eren asked. “Now that she has her own, real kid, what does that make us?” Eren continued. “We’re just a bunch of cadets again to her.”

“Why are you always thinking so negatively?” Jean sighed.

“They’re not our parents.” Eren stated sadly.

“Can you stop being so pessimistic for a minute?” Armin shouted. “She is the closest mother figure I had since I was a child, so stop this. Plus, it’s not like ever corrects us when we do. So just stop, please.”

  You obviously noticed Eren’s attitude changing towards you – you tried to talk to him, but he kept avoiding you. You asked Armin and Mikasa about it and Armin just told you not to worry about it which was not possible.

One night, as Eren was taking a walk on the training grounds, you approached him silently.

“Are you ready to talk now?” you asked him. “And don’t even think about leaving before telling me.”

“I’m fine.” Eren said avoiding your gaze.

“Eren.”

“Squad leader Y/N.”

“Since when do you call me that?” you retorted.

“It is your name.”

“If there is something wrong, you can tell me. I’m always here if you want to talk.”

“You have a kid now; you can’t worry about me– about us.”

“What?” you asked confused. “Why not?”

“Because!” Eren yelled.

“Because what?” you kept your voice calm and low.

“Because you’re not my mother! And I’m not your kid. We’re just a bunch of soldiers.” Eren cried out. “You have a real kid now, there’s no need to play family anymore.”

“Is that what you think? Is that what you all think?” you asked but Eren did not answer, “Eren… I may not be your birth mother and I would never dare to replace yours, but you are family to me. You all are. Seeing you all calling me ‘mom’ is fine, if you see me as a mother figure – it’s fine. Because I see you all as my grown-up children.” you teared up. “And that’s not going to change with Kuchel around.”

“You haven’t been spending as much time with us as you used too.” Eren guessed hesitating.

“I haven’t been sleeping much to be honest. Kuchel is crying a lot at night. That does not mean I forgot about you. Or you guys.” you turned around finding the rest of the cadets hiding behind the pillars.

“We weren’t spying!” Jean said. “We just… happen to be there.”

“I’m sorry.” Eren apologise. “I’m a terr–.”

“You’re not. You’re amazing Eren.” you hugged him which resulted in all the other boys joining the hug.

From the window of Levi office, he could see you guys hugging.

“See Kuchel,” Levi pointed at you while holding his daughter, “They are weirdos.” he sighed. “Your mother loves them though. I find them tolerable. I guess you can see them as your older brothers and sisters. You’ll grow up with a big family which is great. I’m sure you’ll love them as much as your mother do.”

—————

RANDOM FACTS ABOUT YOUR PREGNANCY

Levi would talk to your baby bump when you were asleep.

You would be often seen with vegetables in your hand – always eating them as snacks.

You would cry for absolutely no reason too. The first time it happened, Levi was worried sick. You had dropped your apple on the ground and started to cry. From then on, Levi would just hold you tightly until you stopped crying.

The first time it happened in from of Erwin was when he offered you a new baby blanket. He thought you did not like it, but Levi quickly reassured him that it was fine. “I– I– I looove it!” you sobbed.

The first time it happened in front of the trio – Armin, Eren and Mikasa – it was because Armin kept talking about what he read about baby stuff.

“I will be the best brother ever!” Armin promised with a big smile. “No, why are you crying?”

“This is too much for my heart!” you sobbed. “You are too sweet Armin!” you hugged him.

“I’ll be a good big brother too!” Eren said hugging you.

Mikasa from behind pushed Eren and Armin aside before taking you in her arms.

“You both made her cry, I did not. Obviously, I’m the better sibling here.”

When it happened with Connie, Sasha, and Jean –

Sasha and Connie were walking in front of you and Jean.

“This Sunday is a day off; I’ll probably go and buy something at the market with Connie and Sasha.” Jean told you, “Do you need anything?”

You tried not to let tears fall but it was too adorable for you.

“Mom! Why are you crying? I’m sorry!” Jean panicked.

“What did you do you idiot!” Connie slapped Jean on his shoulder.

“Mom don’t cry, please. Dad’s going to kill me when he’s going to find out.” Jean realised.

At the same time, Levi walked in.

“What’s going on?” Levi asked.

“Nothing!” Jean said hiding your face on his chest.

“Y/N?” Levi said. “Are you ok?” to which you only responded with a thumb up. “Are you crying again?”

“I didn’t do it on purpose!” Jean hesitated, “I’m sorry…”

“It’s fine.” Levi said, “she’s been crying a lot these days due to the pregnancy.”

—————

RANDOM FACTS ABOUT KUCHEL

Kuchel first word is ‘clean’ – Levi is always talking about it when he is around her.

Kuchel favourite cadet would be Sasha. Sasha is only sharing her food with Kuchel and she loves food too.

Kuchel loves playing ‘to fly’ with uncle Erwin and uncle Mike – the giants of the survey corps.

You bought matching outfits for Levi, Kuchel and you which Levi secretly found adorable.

————— ————— 

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Squad Leader Mom gets badly injured

[zainclaw]

Hello. I am a new symbrock shipper and i really appreciate your posts of the excerpts from the comics. But i was wondering which part of the comic people said the writer (the cates one) erased some kind of part about the eddie & venom? It gets me curious somehow and was wondering if you knew about this.

...I’ve actually been expecting someone to ask me about this, sooner or later. Kinda been dreading it, tbh XD But here goes.

(This is quite a long and serious answer, and I totally get if not everyone wanna read this, but as more and more people are becoming interested in the Venom comics, I do think this is an important thing to address.)

This is also a conversation about fandom.

*deep breath*

First of all. Everyone is entitled to their own opinion, and just like some people might be upset with the writers of a tv-show when things take a turn they don't agree with, some people are upset with the changes Donny Cates did when he took over the Venom comics after Mike Costa. Yes.

But here’s the thing:

The Venom comics have had many writers (and artists) over the years. I mean, jesus christ, the Venom symbiote’s very first appearance was back in 1988. That’s over 30 fucking years ago, people. At this point, I don’t think it’s realistic to expect the feel of the story to be the same under every single writer that comes on. I just don’t.

In 1996 Len Kaminski gave us Eddie and his symbiote holding hands and giving each other chocolate gifts with love hearts and the line “it’s not human, but it’s given me things no girlfriend ever could” in The Hunger. Then, 20 years later, in 2017-2018, we had Mike Costa give us Eddie calling the symbiote ‘my love’ and ‘dear’ and ‘darling’ and refer to their partnership as a relationship and finally made them have a baby together in First Host.

(I strongly recommend using my masterlist of comics excerpts as a timeline here to understand what the hell I’m talking about.)

Sure, Cates hasn’t had Eddie calling the symbiote ‘my love’ or ‘darling’ since he took over. I guess you could say he “removed” that. Do I miss that part? Yeah. Of course. But as far as I know, no one had Eddie and the symbiote hold hands again in the 20 years following The Hunger, either. Different writers have told different stories, chose to focus on different things.

Cates chose to go down a very angsty route. To, for example, bring back the topic of the Venom symbiote having a past with Flash Thompson, of sometimes wanting to be with him more than Eddie, and feeling torn about who to choose, and Eddie’s pain and jealousy over that. This is something Mike Costa barely touched on during his run. Costa wanted domestic bliss, so that’s what he did. But that doesn’t remove past canon. Not for him, or anyone else.

I’ve said this before - have basically warned people who’ve come to me saying they wanna start reading the comics because of my excerpts - but the comics are fucking angsty. There’s a reason I’ve made a point of posting Symbrock highlights from the comics, rather than just say “read the comics, they’re just never-ending domestic Symbrock bliss” because they’re not.

Eddie Brock is not a happy man, and his relationship with the Venom symbiote has been obsessive, possessive and unhealthy at times. They have grown a lot and come a long way over the years, but this has always been a part of their canon. Eddie’s fear of being alone, of being the symbiote’s second choice.

This side of them is part of why I, personally, find their relationship so intriguing. How they can’t stay away from each other, even though they're both so flawed and not always good “people”, and don’t really know how to keep their relationship healthy.

And I think Cates must have felt the same way, because he’s chose to dive into Eddie as his own person. He’s made Eddie face his demons, his past, deal with his fear of being alone and do a lot of growing in ways I haven’t seen him do in any previous comics. He wanted to tell the story of Eddie Brock, to perhaps let him become a better person than he was, in order to make the relationship between him and the Venom symbiote better. And in my personal opinion, he’s doing a great job of that.

I’m very much against the “fandom hive mind” thing, and the thought of new people entering the Venom/Symbrock fandom and simply adopting the “we hate Donny Cates, he ruined the comics” mentality because they see so many other shippers feel that way, is so upsetting to me. I don’t like how entitled fans can become at times.

(I don’t know how many people who still follow me from my Teen Wolf days, but, damn, I’m embarrassed about a lot of stuff that went down between that fandom and the show runners/actors. It was a silly teenage show on MTV, and yet so many adults (myself included) thought they should have a say in where the story went, and not. It took me a long time to realize that, but there it is.)

Donny Cates did NOT deserve the hate he got from so many Symbrock shippers back in 2018. He’s NOT unfaithful to the story of Venom as a whole, and has NOT ignored previous canon. He openly spoke to and supported the Symbrock shippers on Twitter, before they tore him to pieces for not being Mike Costa. For, in their opinion, completely ignoring the loving nature of their relationship.

But like?

Cates is the one who gave us the Venom symbiote’s first “I love you, Eddie”. Cates is the one who gave us Eddie getting phantom limb syndrome from being apart from the symbiote. Cates is the only one, in my opinion, who’s given us SO many beautifully heartbreaking inner dialogues from Eddie like that about love and loss and longing, all referring to the Venom symbiote. Cates is the one who gave us the exchange “You found me” / “Always” that I’m still crying about.

My point being: I don’t think it’s fair at all to say that Cates has ignored the intimate relationship between Eddie and the symbiote. Because he hasn’t.

And it wouldn’t surprise me if, one day, when the Venom comics get a writer who actually doesn’t treat Eddie and the symbiote like romantic partners, people will look back on previous runs and say “wow I miss what Cates did.”

But,

I’m not here to convince anyone that Cates’ run is better than, or even as good as, Costa’s. I’m here to tell you that you don’t have to love every Venom comic that’s come out in the past 30 years written by several different writers. That’s unrealistic. You’re allowed to have a favorite Venom writer. You’re allowed to think that where Mike Costa’s comics ended, Eddie and the Venom symbiote’s story ended, for you. You’re also allowed to, like me, enjoy the angsty and slow burn story currently being told by Donny Cates.

You don’t have to hate Cates just because you’re a Symbrock shipper.

That’s all I wanted to say, more or less.

[chocolatecakecas]

Rockin' the Suburbs: Destiel Fic Chapter 1

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Pretending to be married to his best friend who he's secretly in love with? Dean's totally got this under control. But pretending to be married and raising an actual toddler with his best friend who he's secretly in love with? Yeah so maybe he doesn't have it totally, under control, actually he's screwed. Fake married case fic+actual baby Jack? What could go wrong?

This was all Sam's fault.

Sam had strolled into the war room yesterday afternoon announcing that he had found a case in Sudbury, Massachusetts. Six people died, all parents, all with one kid, kids lived, but the parents, they weren't so lucky. It was in one of those Stepford gated communities where every house looked the same, "Pleasant Acres", or some crap like that. Meaning, Jody, Donna and Claire were all set to take the case, but they called twenty minutes ago saying they got caught up on a hunt in Montana. So now they were all shifting through their contacts, trying to find hunters with kids, since whatever it was only seemed to target families.

And Dean's been feeling well, weird, ever since Sam brought up the case yesterday. Something itching in the back of his mind. He's of course been  trying to ignore it, but now that he's reading over the case it's getting stronger, making his twist in way he definitely doesn't want to unpack.

He glances up across the room, eyes quickly finding Cas and Jack. Cas is seated across from him on Jack's blanket, helping him build unstable block towers, just so he could knock them down.

(read the rest under the cut)

Dean's stomach twists again, and an all too familiar feeling washes over him.

Yeah, he definitely doesn't want to unpack it.

"Hey, I think I got something" Sam calls pulling Dean from his trance as Cas stands, making his way back to his chair.

"So Sarah and Mike Johnson? Jody met them, and their daughter, Katie on a hunt last year. They live somewhat close by, so I'll try to give them a call" Sam continues, reaching for his phone.

And now, Dean doesn't know why, but he felt that thing squirm deep inside him, and the next thing he knew, he was talking.

"Why don't we take it?" Dean practically shouts startling everyone, including himself.

Sam paused, cellphone halfway to his ear and Cas' head snapped up so quick Dean's worried he has whiplash.

And so Dean freezes, mouth suddenly very dry.

What the hell was he doing, why was h-

"Why don't we take the case? I mean the thing is only going after families right, and we-we've got an 18 month old super baby right here. So we cou-two of us could take Jack for a week, play house for a week, and gank the thing" Dean somehow chokes out, watching as Sam and Cas' stare with increasingly disbelieving looks.

Dean’s heart began pounding against his chest.

Dean could barely believe the suggestion to take the hunt came out of his mouth, let alone bringing the kid? Completely out of the question, way too dangerous. He's not just gonna put the kid directly in harms way, on a hunt for godsake! And yet the suggestion had rolled off his tongue anyway? Dean didn't know why.

God what the hell was wrong with him today?

But it's not like he can just take it back now that he practically screamed it, so in favor of looking like an idiot or delving into the reason behind why he said it, Dean sat in his own silent panic.

From across the table he watched Sam's face contort into about three different emotions, finally landing on something that looked like agreement.

Shit.

"Well, that might actually be a goo-" Sam started with a sigh

"You can't seriously be suggesting we bring Jack along on a hunt? It's too dangerous, we've barely even left the bunker with him" Cas immediately cut in and god Dean could kis-Dean was very relieved.

And Sam surely wouldn't argue with that. So he was in the clear. He could just forget about this whole stupid conversation like it never happened, and never have to think about it ag-

"Exactly, I mean you guys have barely left the house and Jack has barely even seen the world. I hate to say it, but I think it'd be good, for all of us" Sam replied reluctantly.

And there goes Dean's heart rate.

"Sam, we don't even know what we're up against it co-"

"I know Cas, but he'll be with us. And besides, it looks like whatever's doing this, is only taking victims with young children, not a single one is over the age of five. So it's probably better if we end up taking the case anyway, rather than Sarah and Mike, or even Jody and the girls. We're the only one with a kid under ten. Plus he's half angel, we're probably at greater risk than Jack is" Sam reasons carefully.

A tense silence fell over them, the only sound was Jack babbling to himself on the other side of the room. Dean wanted to say something, wanted to say he doesn't know what he was thinking and it's crazy and they shouldn't take the case, but his mouth wasn't exactly on his side today.

He snuck a glance at Cas who has his eyes trained on Jack.

The tension was killing him, Dean had to say something. He couldn't just let this happen because his stupid mouth started talking nonsense.

So he swallows thickly, opening his mouth to take it all back, so they could forget this whole conversation ever happened, so he wouldn't have to think about why h-

"You're right" Cas sighs, looking as if his answer deflated him.

And Dean couldn't agree more with that sentiment because suddenly all of the air was knocked out of his lungs. He must have looked like it too because Sam met his eyes across the table, leveling him with a look Dean can't decipher.

Then suddenly, a smile spread across his face, which in his experience, is never a good sign.

"Alright so, Dean can stay at a nearby hotel, while Cas and I take the nei-"

"I'll go with Cas" Dean blurted before he even realized what was happening.

He snapped his jaw shut, but apparently not quick enough. Again, Dean didn't know why he said that, but that thing was back swirling around his stomach so he assumed it had to do with whatever the hell that was. And his mouth must have a mind of it's own today because he's pretty sure he didn't tell it to start moving, let alone say that.

Dean's heart beat against his chest, face burning. He forced his eyes to look up at Sam, not daring to even glance in Cas' direction. He can't handle any look that might be on his face. What if he'd rather go with Sam? What if he's ang-

"Okay it's all settled then, I mean so long as that's good with you Cas?" Sam asked, smile turning into a smirk.

"Yes, that's good with me" Cas replied, tone unreadable.

Was he really okay with it? Was he creeped out by the way Dean cut in? Was he actually annoyed that he'd have to be with Dean?

All great questions, with sadly no answers. Because Dean would have to actually look at him, if he wanted any insight to what Cas was thinking, and that was so not going to happen. Not with his face still on fire.

"Alright perfect! I'll call the real estate agent, about setting up a house tour, you guys start packing? And oh, don't forget to think of your backstory so you're both on the same page! We can leave in the morning" Sam said with a too wide smile, as he pushed himself out of his chair. Sam stopped for a moment, giving him a look that Dean definitely didn't want to think about right now, before turning down the hall with a skip in his step.

Yup, this was definitely all Sam's fault.

Heart still racing in his chest, Dean braves a look over at Cas.

And a bit of relief floods through him when he catches those blue eyes. Cas seemed fine, doesn't look angry or disgusted at the thought of doing this thing with Dean. So he counts that as a win, and his heart rate slows a bit, but he still doesn't know what Cas is thinking, and he needs to know.

But he doesn't dare say anything, because at this point anything could come out of his mouth, and that's definitely not a risk Dean's willing to take after the mini heart attack he just suffered. So, awkward silence it was until Cas decides to speak up.

Eventually, after what feels like hours, Cas slumps forward folding his hands on the table as he stares over at Jack. Dean follows his gaze, watching Jack knock over his lopsided block tower with an excited shriek. A small smile tugs at his lips.

"Dean, I still think this is reckless" Cas sighs and Dean turns back, finding his eyes trained on him, filled with worry.

Dean's smile slips at the sight, his heart clenching and he pretends not to know the real reason why.

Things were already...weird between him and Cas lately, and now his dumbass had to go and make it worse. Because what the hell was he thinking suggesting they take this hunt, bring along the kid, and practically beg to pretend to live with Cas. Jesus, Cas is probably beyond creeped out and angry.

Dean has to fix this.

"Cas, listen I'm sorry it was a stupid idea-I don't even know why I said it. Because now we're putting Jack in danger-and it's not fair that you're gonna have to be stuck pretending to be married to me because I-I'm gonna go find Sam and we can just call the whole thing off, and he can contact that other family an-"

"Dean, no stop I want to do the hunt" Cas cut in quickly, effectively stopping Dean's rambling.

"But yo-"

"I said I still thought it was reckless, and it is-to bring Jack along I mean. But Sam's right he's barely gotten out of the bunk-we've all barely gotten out of here, so I think it'll be good for all of us. And besides Jack has his powers" Cas replied, gaze shifting back to Jack.

Dean let out a breathe he didn't realize he was holding. Cas wasn't angry at him, he wanted to go on the hunt. And he didn't seem too torn up about doing it with Dean so-

"Jack will have us to protect him the entire time. And I'm glad it's with you, I feel safer about the whole endeav-not that Sam isn't a phenomenal hunter. He is, but let's face it he isn't the world's best babysitter when it comes to Jack" Cas said turning back to Dean with an amused smile.

He's of course talking about the last time Sam watched Jack, where they walked in to see Sam trying to coax Jack off the ceiling into a laundry basket piled with blankets.

Dean couldn't help crack a smile at Cas' little joke. The squirming feeling had disappeared, leaving Dean feeling much calmer about the whole thing as he relaxed in his chair.

They'd be fine, this would be just like any other hu-

"So, Sam mentioned a backstory? Should we come up with that now, so we aren't caught off guard when someone asks?" Cas suggested, eyes staring into Dean's.

And just like that, Dean's calm had left the building.

"Uh yeah sure. Let's do th-let's start with how we met" Dean managed, now that his throat had gone dry again.

"Well, we met September 19th, 2008 in a barn in-"

"Okay September 2008, we can use that-but let's turn the barn into a bar instead? I saw you sitting at the bar alone, bought you a drink, we started talking, boom the rest is history" Dean raced, wanting very much to be done with this conversation.

"Dean, people always seem to be interested in these kinds of stories. We're probably going to need more information if anyone is going to buy it"

Damnit. Cas had a point, stupid angel always has to be right. So he puffed out a breathe, unclenching his fists under the table.

Breathe Winchester. It's just some fake story.

"Alright alright, so I saw you at the bar, you looked lonely so I bought you a drink and we got to talking. You uh...just got out of a long relationship with a bad ex, and I had just been through hell and back with my job-"

"Oh I see, like me rebelling against heaven, and you literally going to hel-"

"Yeah genius how'd you crack that cod" Dean quipped only to be cut off by a swift kick to the shin. Cas shot him a smug smile causing Dean to roll his eyes, and his stomach definitely did not flip.

Get it together Winchester

"So you helped me through a terrible breakup, and I helped you through the stress of your job. In a way we saved each other, which isn't so different from our real story" Cas continues.

And Dean swears his friggin heart stopped, Cas' words knocking the wind out of him.

God Dean should have stopped thi-

"By the way, what is your job going to be?" Cas questioned with his usual tilt of the head that definitely did not send Dean's heart racing even faster.

"Don't care you pick" Dean managed to force out, as he tried to gain control of his anxiety.

"A mechanic, I think. You love working on Baby, I think you'd enjoy getting to fix and help other people's cars for a living" Cas suggested in the most sincere tone Dean's ever heard. And how Dean somehow managed a nod of approval through his internal breakdown, he'll never know.

"Alright, so you pick what my job is then" Cas smiled softly, either not noticing Dean's panic or clearly ignoring it. Dean was grateful for either option.

Dean managed to reign in his stupid freak out long enough to get his brain working.

"A college professor-maybe like English lit or something. I know you like to read, and you always like to talk to about the books after you finish them. That is if you wa-"

"I think that's perfect, it sounds like a nice career"

"Great, so met in September 2008, mechanic and English Professor helped each other through their crap. Now they're moving to the suburbs to grill burgers in the backyard and fight to get the kid into a good preschool. Sounds like we've go-"

"Oh, we need a wedding anniversary" Cas cut in.

And yeah Dean's 100% sure his heart stopped this time.

How could Dean be so stupid, they wouldn't have to just pretend to be together (which was difficult enough within itself, for reasons he'd rather not discuss), they'd have to be married. Of course he knew this logically, but since his mouth had a friggin mind of it's own, he wasn't really thinking about the implications.

Married. To Cas. With a kid. A family.

And god, Dean couldn't even sa-no he's so not unboxing that right now.

"Uh, got married in our backyard. Just pick any date" Dean said weakly once he found his voice.

Cas was silent for a moment, expression unreadable. Then he nodded to himself

"November 2nd, 2017"

And that was the final hit. Dean was sent spiraling, losing any control he had regained.

The day Cas got out of the empty, the night he called Dean, the night Dean tried to-

"Alright, good. Sounds like we've got everything covered. I'm gonna get a start on packing, why don't you put Squirt over there down for his nap" Dean said jumping to his feet and quickly made his way to his room without a glance backwards. He feels like shit for leaving Cas just sitting there, but he had to get away before he really lost it.

Dean carefully tries not to slam his door and flops down on his bed. His thoughts buzz around in his skull, while about ten different emotions wash over him all at once. With a groan he reaches out and punches his mattress, which doesn't do much of anything seeing as its memory foam.

God what the hell had he gotten himself into.

He just agreed to be fake married to his best friend and live in a house in the suburbs with a 18 month old child.

He was crazy. He didn't even know why he said anythi-god who was he kidding. Of course he knew why he said it, he just didn't know why he let himself say them out loud. Now he's gonna have to play house with Cas and Jack for at least a week, when he can't even admit to himself th-

No. He can't let any of that get in the way. He can't throw himself a pity party just because Cas doesn-this stupid hunt was his own stupid fault, also partially Sam's (Dean's still sticking to that, thank you very much)

This is still a hunt, there are lives at stake. He can stow it. For everyone's sake.

So Dean sighs running his hands through his hair as he racked his mind for what he'd have to pack. On autopilot he began grabbing his clothes and usual crap, shoving it into his bag. As he zipped it up, his eyes landed on a box in the top of his closet.

In a flash he had the box down, lid off, sitting on his lap. Dean reached inside, pulling out two rings and his stomach flipped at the sight.

Yeah, it was gonna be a long night.

The next morning they were all in the garage packing up the trunk, getting ready to leave for their two day drive. Sam said the real estate agent was ecstatic that they were interested in the house. Must be a hard sell since the last three owners died inside.

Dean was strapping Jack into his car seat, rings weighing his pocket down, like a boulder.

"I'm gonna grab the last bag from the kitchen" Sam announced as he jogged out of the garage.

Well, it was now or never. So Dean drew in a shaky breath and walked around the car.

"Uh Cas, here" Dean said lamely, holding out a ring between his fingers.

Cas tilted his, eyes widening at the object.

"We're uh, supposed to be married right? So we need rings ya know" Dean continued unsure of how to proceed.

Cas nodded in understanding, carefully taking it from Dean's fingers, and slipped onto his left hand.

Dean gasped, and quickly tried to cover it up

"Uh yeah sorry of it's too tight, it's mind from years ago. I used to wear a few of them all the time, but they hurt like a bitch when you gotta deck someone" Dean rambled, face heating up.

"It's perfect, thank you" Cas smiled, meeting his eyes.

The squirming feeling was back, and squirmier than ever.

"What about you?" Cas asked looking at Dean's empty fingers.

"Oh! I've got my mom's old wedding ring. Had it resized to fit years ago, so I figured it would work" Dean rushed, pulling the second ring out of his pocket and slipping it onto his finger.

When he looked up again, Cas was staring at him with a look Dean had never seen on him before. It made his heart skip a beat in his chest.

"Alright! You guys ready to go?" Sam called as he walked back through the door, causing both of them to jump.

Moment ruined.

Without a word, they quickly climbed into the Impala. As Dean went to turn the key, his eyes traveled to the rearview mirror.

Jack giggling in his car seat as Cas wiggled his stuffed rabbit right above his head. Cas suddenly looked up catching his eye in the mirror, giving him a soft smile, which Dean found himself easily returning.

His eyes slid over to Sam, who was staring at the ring on his finger. Then Sam met his eyes, offering him a smirk and a raised eyebrow.

So Dean quickly snapped his attention forward, and turned the key a bit too hard.

Yeah, Dean was fucked.

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Act Like It -Johnny Tuturro

Hey guys thank you so much for the support on my last post , I deeply appreciate it. Here is my first Johnny imagine. I’m in love with the guy, go Watch Graceland if you haven’t. Hope you enjoy it

Special thanks to @breanime​ for supporting me with my first story. Go check out her stuff she’s amazing

Warning: Teasing, Language

Word Count: 1.8k

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It’s been two months. Two months since I’ve joined Graceland, and everything was going great. I had finally been able to have intel on a gang leader that I’ve been investigating for the past couple weeks. Word on the streets was that Lorenzo was partying at this club called Moomba tonight and it was my chance to show up and get his attention. The problem was that I couldn’t go alone so I decided to go ask one of the guys.

Johnny and I have been flirting since the first day I entered the house, and everyone told me he had developed a thing for me. I would be lying if I said I didn’t like the guy. He was funny, always respectful and let’s be honest super attractive. Totally my type.

I went downstairs, grabbed a banana and headed to the living room where Mike, Jakes and Johnny were sitting and laughing at something Jakes said.

“Hey guys! I need a boyfriend” I said looking at them peeling my banana. Before they could speak, I continued “I mean, you know this dude, Lorenzo? I’ve been looking at his files for a while now and he’s going to this club tonight and I need someone to pretend to be my boyfriend. I heard he loves to go after women that are in relationships, likes the chase I guess” I shrugged looking at them taking a bite of the yellow fruit.

The boys were both looking in Johnny’s direction waiting for him to say something.

“So, Mikey, what do you say?” I smirked knowing it would annoy Johnny that I didn’t think of him. 

“So, it means I’d have to hold your hand and stay by your side the whole night?” He asked me, catching on on what I was trying to do.

“We’ll probably have to kiss --- I hope you’re okay with that” you said trying not to laugh.

“NO! I – I mean Mike has a thing with Charlie and Briggs… f-for a case they’re working on.” He looked at me and then at him. “Right Mike? “ He said to his friend, his eyes pleading him 

“Oh yes ! I almost forgot about that. Sorry (Y/N) I guess you’ll have to ask someone else” he said, holding his smile.

“I’ll do it” Johnny said almost shouting. Feeling all of our eyes on him he continued “I mean, I’ll come with you, I’ll be happy to, w-well for the cause” He said smiling at me, his cheeks red.

I looked at him, finishing my banana. “Sure, thanks Johnny, I’ll see you later guys” I said winking at him, turning around and leaving to go upstairs while I could still ear them whispering about what just happened.

A couple hours later I heard a knock on the door while I was getting ready “Hey (Y/N), I’m ready when you are, I’ll wait for you downstairs” Johnny said while I was applying the last bit of my makeup.

“I’ll be down in a sec” I answered back.

I looked in the mirror one last time before going down to the living room. I opted for this red skin tight dress with a low cut in the back and I paired it with my black strappy heels. I decided to let my hair loose and my makeup was natural but it still was enough to emphasize my features.

When I arrived downstairs, Jakes and Johnny’s eyes were on me

“Well, if I knew you’d look like that I would have proposed to come with you” Jakes said looking at me and then smirking at Johnny, looking for a reaction.

“Shut up dude” he responded to him “You look beautiful mami” he said smiling at me.

“Thank you, Johnny” I blushed “Ready to go?”  He nodded.

“Have fun lovebirds, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do” Jakes said laughing while Johnny flipped him off.

When we arrived at the club, I scanned the place, trying to find Lorenzo. When I spotted him, I dragged Johnny to the bar next to the V.I.P section where him and his friends were sitting. From where we stood, I could see everything that was happening behind me because of the mirrors that were placed behind the bar. Johnny ordered us two drinks and payed the bartender.

“So, what’s the plan here? Should we – “

“Grab my ass” I said cutting him off

“W-what?”

“He’s looking our way, you’re my boyfriend. Act like it” He didn’t waste a second and he grabbed me pulling me closer to him.

I gasped looking up at him “Was that good enough for you mama?” He said his lips resting next to my ear.

“I-I think we can do better, don’t you think?” He chuckled slightly amused.

He wrapped his hands around my neck, looking me dead in the eyes, pushing his lips on mine. I was slightly taken aback by his action, but I went with it. For a moment there, I didn’t think of anything else but him. The kiss was smooth but rough and sensual at the same time. Johnny was a good kisser no doubt about it. My hands rested on his arm while his other hand found my hips pulling me even closer. We pulled apart, both out of breath.

“Was that better? You think we got his attention?” He said smirking, looking down to meet my eyes.

I turned my head to the right, blushing, meeting Lorenzo’s stare. “Yeah, I think we did, he’s definitely looking at us now” I said turning back to face him

“He’s not looking at me” he said “It’s all you sweetheart. I mean every guy in here is practically drooling at the sight of you” he continued licking his lips

“Every guy including you Johnny?” I asked moving my hair to the side, smirking

“Especially me” he answered looking at my lips “I’m making everybody jealous right now if you didn’t notice. Even the bartender is staring at you”

I smiled “Are you flirting with me?”

“Maybe – Is it working?”

“Maybe” He laughed. We spoke for a bit as Johnny finished his drink excusing himself before going to the bathroom.

“Here you go darling” the bartender came to me giving me a drink “From the guy in the booth over there”he said pointing in Lorenzo’s direction. As I turned around, he was already looking at me, so I decided to go over to him. Two guys were standing in front of the booth and Lorenzo tapped their shoulders giving them a sign to let me pass.

“Hi! I just came to say thank you for the drink?”

“Lorenzo” he responded smiling

“Well Lorenzo, you sure know how to get a lady’s attention”

He chuckled “See, I couldn’t help but notice you sitting by yourself over there, empty handed”

“Oh well I’m not really alone, my boyfriend just had to use the bathroom – I should probably go before he comes back, he tends to get jealous” I said biting my lips “Thank you again Lorenzo”

“Wait! I didn’t get your name darling” he said standing up as I was leaving his booth

“(Y/N)”

“Well (Y/N), if you ever get tired of him, I’ll be here next Friday, you’re welcome to join me” He said smirking and looking behind me as Johnny came back to the bar area.

“Thanks for the offer, I’ll think about it” I said winking at him and going back to Johnny, swinging my hips, knowing damn well Lorenzo was still staring.

“Everything good?” He asked putting his hand on my arm.

“I got his attention, he was flirting and even invited me back here next week, so I guess the plan worked” I said shrugging my shoulders taking a sip of my drink.

“Great, so what do you want to do now? You want to go back ho-“

“I wanna dance, come on”I said downing my drink and pulling him to the dancefloor.

He took my hands and turned me around so that my back was against his chest. Both his arms around my waist, he came closer to my ear “You really are beautiful (Y/N)” he said leaving a kiss below it. I smiled as I started to sway my hips against his to the beat of the song that was playing. He followed my every move.

His hands were touching me, and I could feel his breath on my neck. All I could think about was the kiss we shared earlier, I felt so many emotions and all I wanted to do was connect my lips with his again. I turned around facing him. As we continued to move in synch, I put my head in his neck, kissing it slowly, enough to get a reaction.

“Fuck (Y/N), what are you doing?” he said groaning lightly.

“The things I would do to you right now Johnny, you can’t even imagine” I responded gently nibbling on his skin. I felt his hands pulling me closer to him.

“S-Stop playing” I moved my kiss to his jaw slowly reaching the corner of his mouth.

“I’m serious! You think I wasn’t messing around with you when I asked Mike to pretend to be my boyfriend earlier?” I said in between kisses “I just wanted for you to come with me. So, it would give me an excuse to do this” After the words left my mouth, I connected my lips to his.

He pressed me in closer to his body, if that was even possible, deepening the kiss. We were both almost out of breath, but we didn’t want to pull away. The kiss was eager, needy, his teeth grazing my bottom lip as we moved back.

“You want to get out of here” he asked me

“Yeah let’s go” he pulled me by my hand, and we were out before I could even make out what had just happened moments ago.

The minute we arrived back home and saw all the lights were off, Johnny closed the front door, pushing me against the wall as he attacked my neck with his mouth. A soft moan leaving my lips as he chuckled lightly “Shhh baby, we don’t want to wake the others” he said picking me up, wrapping my legs around his waist and taking me upstairs to his room.

The next morning, I went downstairs to make breakfast for everyone. As they were all sitting at the table talking and waiting for the food to be ready, Johnny walked in the kitchen. He grabbed a glass of orange juice and then proceeded to kiss my shoulder as he walked behind me.

“Good morning baby, slept alright?” he asked me as he sat down with the others. I just smiled at him and finished fixing all the plates.

“So, (Y/N), after what I heard last night, I guess Johnny took his role pretty seriously huh?” Jakes said smirking down at him as I was putting all the food on the table blushing

“Oh my god, shut up man” he answered throwing him a piece of bread while everyone laughed.

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