#nina 002

[henrysglock]

BOY WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT 😭😭

[pctcrparker]

Since they had agreed to meet up at her place instead of a hotel, Nina was getting the room all fixed up. It was the room that she tended to do all her webcam stuff from. She used to have a roommate, but they moved out some months ago. So instead of finding someone else, she decided to use the extra room as the cam room, as she liked to call it. Luckily, she made just enough to be able to cover the rent all by herself. It was convenient. The screen of her computer lit back up when a couple more DMs popped up. Her loyal subscribers were anxiously waiting for her and Violet’s stream. The two of them have been hyping it up pretty well. She knew that the other cam girls on their site were also talking about it. Some bitter while others were genuinely excited for the two girls. Though Nina hoped that didn’t mean they’d try to hit her up to do any sort of collaborations with them. This collaboration thing would only ever happen with Violet. Nina had no intentions of doing it with anyone else. Fixing up the overhead lighting in the room, she heard the doorbell go off. Suddenly, she felt a little bit of nerves, but she quickly shook it off as she made her way to the front door. “You actually came,” she said, greeting the other girl as the door swung open.

[sumiiregarii]

I heard ur a homo for a certain blonde is it true

"I'm gay for Katarina. I'm straight for Bob. Lucky Chloe 's kinda cute, bu' she ain't my type."

"Why?"

[screenviolense]

@masterwcrk sent: i'm sorry about your friend. (Nina Zenik, grishaverse verse?)

　　if only that made her feel any better. she had lost people before-- such was the nature of being what she was, in a land where people only sought to use you for your power-- but this most recent loss had hit her especially hard. a sigh left nina's lips as she forced herself to forget the memories of bickering and flirting, focusing on the journey ahead.

　　' thanks. ' she murmured, uncharacteristically gloomy. ' i wish it didn't hurt like it does, but for a tiny moment it felt like we were invincible. and then he wasn't. '

[madelynraemunson]

CALL ME WHAT YOU WANT 𓆩♡𓆪

(Book #1 of the Hellfire Gentlemen’s Club series)

strip club owner!eddie x fem!exotic dancer!hargrove!reader

𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐀𝐔 18+ MDNI

Chapter 020: ‘Red Thong, Party’s On!’ (Epilogue)

a/n: pov you’re back at hellfire, but this time you’re sharing the stage with eddie, stripping while he plays a song for you to dance to 🤭🤭♥️ (SURPRISE AT THE END) it’s been a WILD ride my loves, thank you all so much for the support for CMWYW. i hope we all continue to create more beautiful things together. readers, writers, artists, creatives of all kinds keep the world going round. 🤟🏼💋 all my love, maddy

MESS WITH HER? SHE’LL FUCK YOU UP

↳ chapters: 001, 002*, 003** , 004**, 005 , 006 , 007* , 008**, 009, 010, 011, 012* , 013**, 014** , 015, 016**, 017, 018, 019, 020*

CW: strip club behaviors hehe, grinding, pole-dancing, ass-shaking, all that hellfire goodness, implications that shy girl c*me on eddie's guitar

word count: 990 words

♡

Mom always used to say, "Inside of you, there are two wolves: a good one and a bad one. Depending on which mouth you feed, one will triumph the other.”

She left out one thing, however: sometimes being bad feels so fucking good.

“We’ve got a verrry special treat for you tonight folks!” the DJ announces. “She took a break for a little while but now she is BACK… and here to stay with us, FOREVER! Put your hands together for the ONE, the ONLY — Hellfire’s Princess — SHYYY GIIIIRL!”

And the crowd goes wild.

You emerge from the side stage in your glimmering scarlet set, flipping your plump, bouncy locks around as you dip your hips to the beat. Your regular customers swoon as you blow them kisses, and the petty kisses you issue to the Hellfire Girls (they came to pick up their severance checks) leave them shaking in their stilettos.

"WOOO, HARGROVE!" Nancy cheers for you backstage, dancing to the song as she curls Nina's hair.

"LET 'EM KNOW, BABY!" Nina shouts after her.

You acknowledge them with a wink, giving one to Chrissy as well as she cheers for you on the opposite side of the stage, bouncing up and down in her sexy Hellfire cheer uniform.

“Let’s go, Shy Girl!” ‘Cherry’ cheers as she waves her pom-poms in the air. "LET'S GOOOO!"

She's hot! Can’t stop! Up on stage doing shots!

You shake your ass when the song calls on it, grinding your hips to the beat to match the lyrics as they come. The crowd hoots and hollers as you dance, showering you in dollar bills as you make the pole your bitch for the night.

“YEAAAH!” Max cheers. “That’s my sister!”

As you glide down the cylindrical silver steel, you wave to the crowd and thank them all for coming out.

“Thank you! Aww, thanks so much! OMG, how are you? Long time no see!”

But just because you’re doing your thing on stage doesn’t mean you aren’t paying attention to the happenings beneath you. Because while you have a bird’s eye view of Vecna’s Lair, you can’t help but fix your gaze on Lucas, who is dressed rather sharper than usual tonight, going up to Maxine in attempts to ‘rizz her up’.

“I see spiciness runs in the family,” Lucas remarks to her as they stand beside each other in Vecna’s Lair.

The self-proclaimed 'Dark Chocolate' shoots her an awkward wink, to which Max responds with a grimace on her face.

“Genetics wasn’t playing ‘bout y’all,” Lucas continues. "You're looking mighty fine tonight, Max."

“Thanks. I guess,” Max shrugs, refusing to entertain it. “But, if you knew anything about family dynamics and DNA, you’d know she’s my step-sister."

"Psh," Lucas scoffs. "Yeah! Yeah, I knew that."

"Course you did," she jeers. "Stalker."

“Stalker?! I thought we were friends.”

Max rolls her eyes. “Whatever this is, is far from platonic.”

She begins to strut away, giving Lucas the opportunity to race after her. And Sinclair wastes no time, pushing himself past the sea of sweaty men to catch up to the beautiful redhead in front of him.

“So there’s a chance we can be more than friends?!”

You chuckle as you watch it unfold from the stage. Then you turn to everyone else.

Argyle and Jonathan give you two stoned-filled waves hello. You wave back. Henry whose the designated bone-snapper bouncer tonight blows you a kiss. You catch it and return the favor. Mike and Will don't even give you the time of day.

You then turn your attention to Dustin who is both head-banging to the song, and holding up a lazily written message on the black screen of his phone: “I AM LOOKING RESPECTFULLY”. You can't help but giggle. It's like he's a mini Eddie.

Speaking of your boyfriend, your eyes dart back to the side stage where you meet Eddie’s gaze.

She likes to pull my hair when I make her grind her teeth.

You watch as the curly-haired, metalhead-turned-strip-club-owner eyes you steadily, situating his guitar around himself, giving the body of his NJ Warlock one more wipe down with a cloth.

He smirks to himself, satisfied at the thought that only you two know why that guitar needed wiping down in the first place. But he’s mostly pleased with the fact that, despite the long list of handsome, eligible bachelors after your heart, the passionate, down-to-earth, sexy, siren of a woman that is you, is all his.

My girlfriend's a dick magnet. MY girlfriend…

Eddie then takes to the stage, using the same fingers he’ll use to ravage you tonight to strum the chords of the sexy guitar solo of the song — you know, the song about a guy…..with a hot stripper girlfriend…..whose seducing everyone around her while she does her thing…..in that beautiful red set.

“HOLY SHIT!” someone from the crowd raves, causing Eddie’s eyes to light up like a little kid. “DUET OF THE CENTURY!”

You’ve healed so many parts of Eddie that he was too scared to explore: Love after Isabelle. Showing him that self-care is just as important as caring for Wayne. Encouraging him to find a hobby outside of Hellfire that didn't include doing payroll or grocery shopping. And healing his inner teenager by letting him play on stage with you, as he relives his glory days as the guitarist and frontman of Corroded Coffin one last time.

And as Eddie continues to strum, he stays thinking of you. He couldn’t wait to heal more parts of himself…with 'Shy Girl' Hargrove by his side.

“So,” you pant, edging closer to your boyfriend as the music draws on. "What's next after this?"

Eddie smirks. As the instrumental allows, he presses you against his body, kissing you softly against the lips before trailing all the way down your neck. Your breath hitches in arousal as he hums against you.

“Whatever you want.”

The End

SIKE! King Steve has entered the chat… 😉

CALL OUT MY NAME ♛

(Book #2 of the Hellfire Gentlemen's Club Series)

CEO!bachelor!steve × fem!college grad!reader

MODERN AU • 18+ | BOOK #1 (e.m.)

slight age gap (Steve is 31, reader is 23); reader goes by the nickname "Sweets"

*loosely inspired by sara cate’s salacious players club*

Summary: 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐋𝐄. Steve Harrington has the WORST luck with the ladies. His high school sweetheart left him for another dude, his former fuck buddy is dating his roommate, and his dream girl is a lesbian. King Steve is losing hope. That is until he meets you — a newly graduated university student from Seattle — when your paths cross on a fateful night in Sin City. What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas... that is until your risky business trickles over to Hawkins, Indiana, a town your best friend knows of a little too well.

theme song: call out my name by the weeknd

tag list is open 💌✨

PREVIEW

♛

Winter 2024

“WATCH OUT INDIANAPOLIS — you're about to get... absolutely SOAKED!”

The booming voice of a man in Steve’s bedroom stirs him awake.

Letting out a ferocious yawn, The King rubs his eyes free of the annoying crust in the corner of his sockets, flopping around one more time before doing his routine stretch.

“Google,” Steve commands. “Turn off the TV.”

The TV immediately switches off. It’s nothing personal to meteorologist Marcus Bailey, but if Steve ever needed an accurate forecast of Indianapolis, all he would have to do is look outside his penthouse window. And that, after brushing his teeth, is just what he does.

"G'morning Indy,” he sighs happily on his balcony before going back inside.

Steve then makes his way over to the kitchen to fix himself some breakfast.

“Google,” he calls out again. “Open the curtains, please.”

Google replies:

“Opening curtains. Good morning — Steve.”

"Google, what's my schedule looking like today?" "Google, text Dustin." “Google, what is the weather looking like in Nevada?” “Google, turn on my shower tunes.”

The best thing about not living with Eddie Munson anymore, is that Steve can shamelessly sing Amy Winehouse in the shower without being hounded about it.

“We only saaaid GOODBYE, with WORDS!” Steve sings, confidently off-key. “I died a hundred times! You go back to her, and I goooo baaack toooo…”

"Scanning fingerprint...”

an automated voice announces at the entrance of Steve's walk-in closet.

Swish...

The door slides open. Sauntering his way inside, Steve ventures for some slick black athleisure down to the shoes, his usual musky cologne, and some matching sunglasses (despite the gloomy forecast prediction).

Black. 🎶

Steve Harrington is ready for the day.

---

"Google, make reservations for 3 people at Tony's Steakhouse at 7pm please."

All Steve had left to do for the day now was grocery shop. Which was always a hassle. Because sometimes, the store doesn't have the specific brand he's looking for so the shopper has to opt for an alternate version. Or sometimes, the shopper assigned to him that day chooses produce that is nearing its expiration date making every fruit in his bag a mushy mess. It doesn't happen too often, but it sure feels inconvenient as hell when it does. There are worse problems in life though, so Steve really can't complain.

*Ring, ring. Ring, ring*

The very distinct and custom ringtone has Steve bolting across the room to answer the call. One of his best friends was on the other line.

"Yello?" he says into the phone.

"Hey, it's Shy Girl," comes a voice. "Eddie and I are pulling in."

"Pull off to the side. Valet's got it. I'll send you guys up."

A bottle of cabernet sauvignon a la Steve awaits the pair when they make their way over. Consider it a Tony's pre-game.

"GameWorld stock is up 4% today,” Steve's buddy, and owner of Hellfire Gentlemen's Club Eddie Munson announces as the two clink glasses. "I don’t have much faith in it though, figure I’ll get my pie slices from actual grocery stores. Like Meijer.”

“Everyone's always gonna need groceries,” Steve points out. "Definitely. Just don't day trade. Not now."

"Ooh, you hear that, Eds?" Shy Girl nudges him. "You gotta be careful where you put your money."

"I gotta be careful with my money, period," Eddie smirks. "You're a danger to my pockets, angel."

"Oh but you love me," she says.

"Yeah," Eddie gives in, grabbing his lover's dainty digits, trailing his fingers across hers, and rubbing the glistening rock that took up most of her left hand on the distal side. "I sure do."

"I'm just... so proud of us," Steve sappily reflects. "So much has happened over the past two years and we've all come so far."

"Yeah," Shy Girl agrees. "And it's about fucking time we celebrate."

"I agree," Eddie chimes in, raising his glass once again. "This weekend trip is going to be... one for the books."

"Viva Las Vegas," Steve toasts. "Cheers."

"Viva Las Vegas!"

SEATTLE, WASHINGTON

Black and red.

They're the two colors that occupy your closet the most. But of course, after graduating from Washington State University (or Wazzu, for short), you expected nothing less.

You could do with some more sequins though, you think to yourself as you pack your bags.

"What do you think of this, Sweets?"

Peering over your shoulder, you see that your best friend, Elle has started festivities early, managing to hold two glasses of champagne in one hand, and six-inch stilletoes in the other.

"Can't take the party out of the girl, that's for damn sure," you respond.

When you left Seattle to attend WSU Pullman, Elle was your only friend in business class. Mainly because the class was predominantly for dudes, but eventually you found out that you two have a lot in common.

Elle is everything you would want in an older sister figure: she is both book smart and wise, she is sexy, and she eats men for breakfast. And, now that she's about to celebrate the launching of her lingerie business (along with her Dirty 30s Era), and you're about to enter your new-grad era, you two are hitting up Las Vegas to go ham together one last time.

It's all so bittersweet. You owe everything to the Warrens, having taken you in when you were a lost undergrad. It also sucked quite a bit not having a support system after graduating high school. You and Elle were all each other has. Which makes this inevitable separation so much more painful.

"Are you sure you're okay with Vegas by the way?" you question. "I know since the split, being surrounded by gorgeous girls 24/7 can kinda be triggering.”

"Don't worry about it, love," she shakes it off. "The past is in the past. This is a new era of me."

Cheers to that. Clinking your airport-pregame champagne glasses with one another, you raise a toast to yourselves, celebrating how far the two of you have come over the past four years.

"To friendship."

"To friendship."

"To being elegant and educated."

"To elegance and education."

"And to being girl-bosses for the rest of our lives."

You giggle as you raise your glass of champagne even higher.

"To being girl-bosses for the rest of our lives," you two take a sip at the same time. "And no matter how near and no matter how far, we're always gonna be besties."

"I love you, Sweets."

"I love you too, Isabelle."

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[winkura]

AMERICANOS & PRETTY GIRLS — kim minji

college-student!minji x fem!reader

SYNOPSIS : kim minji, infamously known as the adventurous yet awkward type. frequently getting caught for buying her notorious americanos, but rarely ever acquiring them from the same coffee shop. but everything changes when she arrives at the furthest cafe and stumbles upon the most beautiful girl working there.

genre : smau with written chapters, fluff, crack, college au, strangers to lovers, gxg/wlw

warnings : insane amount of profanities, kys/kms jokes, rude humour, lots of drinking, incredibly inaccurate deception of idols, minji is unbearably awkward and reader is oblivious, izone is still active, reader is sakura’s little sister, mentions of other idols, suggestive jokes but no sexual content

featuring : yeojin (loona), hanni (newjeans), isa (stayc), beomgyu (txt), intak (p1harmony), haruto (treasure), rei (ive), chaein (purple kiss), yunjin (le sserafim), ryujin (itzy), sunoo (enhypen), sullyoon (nmixx), jisung ( nct), seongmin (cravity), nina (irris), chaeryeong (itzy), jiheon (fromis), hyunjin (loona) and more…

started : (02.22.23)

status : ongoing!

updates : whenever i can!

note : this is all purely fictional, the people involved are in no way accurately represented!! reader does not have an official faceclaim!! my taglist is open, please just ask to be added. thank you for reading my first smau, hope it is enjoyable :)

PROFILES : 001 ୨୧ 002

01. no coffee creamer

02. coffee emergency

03. pending…

[aemiron-main]

Brenner’s Changing Bloodstains and The Moving Bodies During NINA: Is There A Version of the Massacre that El Did Commit?

I’ve posted about it Brenner’s changing bloodstains during NINA before here and here, but I wanted to talk today about how his bloodstains AND the moving/changing bodies in the rainbow room change, and how those two things are linked.

And I also talked about the moving bodies during NINA here, here and here (and here’s the full post list), incase you’re not sure what I’m talking about

So, we see this brenner, who has blood across both sides of his face:

And he’s shown with this dead body (who is now an adult with his eyes not gouged out, just closed and bleeding, see this post for the comparison of how his body changes throughout the massacre):

Like, here’s what the fully gouged out eyes look like in comparison:

But then we get this Brenner, who only has blood on one side of his face (see how there’s no blood on his screen right cheek?):

We get a closeup & we don’t get to see the room or what bodies are around this Brenner at ALL during this scene, but we DO see them in another scene, which I’ll come back to later.

And what’s interesting to me is that as I mentioned, the dead body that we see when the first Brenner comes in the room just has his eyes closed & bleeding, just like how Connie and the other agents died in S1:

Connie and the other agents still had their eyes- El was just telekinetically squeezing their brains so hard that their eyes started to bleed. Unlike Vecna, who gouges out the eyes/explodes the eyes. It’s two different styles of killing. Which is interesting, because Owens specifically draws attention to 001’s style of killing- and also, interestingly enough, the implies that the version of the bodies/massacre that Owens may have seen back in 1979 would’ve had Vecna-style gouged out eyes. But we don’t know if he really saw the bodies or just saw some pictures or if he saw Virginia’s body or what point of reference for the eyes made him realize that the killings were done by 001:

And part of me wonders if that version of the massacre with the first brenner/the brenner who only has blood on one side of his face/the one where the eyes arent gouged out is a version of the massacre that El did commit. After all, the style of killing is exactly the same as El’s, with the bleeding but not gouged out eyes and the lack of broken bones on that body.

And again, the Brenner who asks “what have you done,” is not the same Brenner, and the camera angle that we get is a.) very closeup but also b.) very tall. Taller than El for sure. But the perfect height to be Henry… Especially considering that NINA is supposed to be based on memories and camera footage, and this definitely isn’t camera footage, so then whose memory is it?

But also, remember how I said that we DO see the bodies with the second Brenner during another scene? Yeah, it’s during a non-NINA scene, it’s during the S4 EP1 sequence of Brenner on the day of the massacre.

Brenner looks down and sees this body:

Which is not the same as this one:

But bizarrely enough, IS exactly the same shot as what El supposedly saw during NINA (which is what the shot below is, that's from El's nina sequence) (and I’m working on a full analysis of all those closeup body shots)- why the hell was El seeing Brenner’s memories?

And this Brenner, from NINA? The scene of a Brenner, with blood on both sides of his face? walking into the room like this? It doesn’t happen at all during that S4 EP1 sequence.

And where this gets even MORE interesting is when we look at the bodies.

See 002 here during Brenner’s S4 EP1 sequence? And how he’s posed?

Okay, so then why is his pose AND his body shape/size COMPLETELY different during the NINA massacre scenes? Even the little red blocks im front of him disappear, and his legs are much smaller and less bruised during Brenner’s S4 EP1 sequence, and his arm completely changes positions AND there’s NO BLOOD on the chair in Brenner’s S4 EP1 memories.

And see the other kid laying on the ground and how they’re posed?

Yeah, they’re ALSO different in El’s NINA memories vs Brenner’s S4 EP1 memories- the position of the body stays the same this time (even though it does move around/change during other shots/memories), but EL’S position relative to the body changes & the position of furniture changes:

What the hell is going ON???

[emblazons]

I feel like we as a people don't talk about this even remotely enough

Holly Wheeler (and Will Byers) in S01E03: Holly Jolly 002 in S04E05: The Nina Project

[henrysglock]

High Existence and ZeroSpace: The First Shadow and NINA May Be Massive, Immersive Drug Trips

The blurb in last Friday's video from TFS sounded familiar, but I couldn't place it. I found a lot of sites quoting The Alchemist about the universe conspiring to give you what you truly want (which is similar and it's probably what I was thinking of when this blurb registered as familiar), but I couldn't find this exact quote:

Well...not at first, anyway. I decided to stick every word I could make out here ^ into my search bar...and I found where the blurb comes from:

This blog post is quite literally the only source I could find for it, and the whole damn thing is directly lifted.

Right off the bat, the site fucking jump-scared me:

And it doesn't end there. Let's dive in, because this rabbit hole is a trip unto itself...no MDMA​ ​required.

1. The Fucking Website...#1 (HighExistence.com)

High Existence is a sort of drug-induced-spiritual-trip centered self-help site.

It's got blog posts and podcasts and all that jazz. Here are some of the highlights:

Wow! That was...a lot. A lot of words from the word show, too:

Wholeness, heroes, ancient aliens, prisons of politeness, and the fucking Shire, too, I guess. Why not?

(An Aside: I've included the VR in here too because of the sheer similarities between Henry's experience with the Shadow in VR, El's experience in NINA, and The First Shadow in general.)

Like fuck it, why not keep going, these posts date back to at least 2017:

And don't let me start in on that Creel boy and Faust...

[Jason voice] "[Eddie] made a deal with the devil and now he has his powers!" (Also we get it, one of them is neurotic and the other is psychotic. I've been saying this since like...forever)

Of course, all that insanity aside, the Russian base arc has just...an insane amount of ST4 and TFS stuff packed into it in general:

(And this isn't even all of it. I know others [cough] Stav Heroesbyler [cough] have covered it even more...but bro it is THERE)

But most importantly for the NINA arc:

Three things: Dialogue doubling (there's the one I showed, plus a) Robin yelling "Wipeout!" at Steve which has the pipeline -> "Wipeout!" at Rink-O-Mania -> 002-005 bullying El in a very similar manner and b) Steve's "that's amazing" line about the water fountain -> "This is amazing!" not only from Alice irt the Creel house but also from Mike irt Will's painting on their way to save El from NINA. Again, these are just a few of MANY instances), makeup doubling with the bloodshot eyes, and my beloved: set/prop doubling.

I love that beautiful framing on the nearly-identical square clocks. I have so much to say about that clock, but specifically:

The clocks being set 9 minutes apart, which happens to be the exact length of time from the end of Vecna's voiceover in 4.07 to the start of the fight sequence in 4.07 (aka the length of One's frozen-clock monologue).

Not only that, but the clock isn't even right. It says it's 3:55, but it's definitely not 3:55 AM (see: movie theater scene) but it's also not 3:55 PM:

(And why do we have a clock in an elevator anyway? That's the real question. That thang only exists to deliver subtext, baby! It exists to connect the two scenes further!)

Anyway, as you all likely noticed, this site mostly deals in psychedelics, stimulants, and empathogens.

link

Hell, you could even pull One's bit on the ecosystem into it, since he's describing connections between beings that are being disturbed/destroyed by humanity.

Anyway, the site tends to center specifically on DMT and MDMA...so let's talk about those:

MDMA & DMT An aside: Interesting to me that psychosis here can be counteracted with sedatives. Makes me wonder if whatever happened in 1979 could have been halted if they'd just tranq'd One. Hm.

First off: Did I read that right? Piggy-backing? Damn, son. 4.09, The Piggyback, is pictured in that paragraph. So is Brenner's candy bit with the children -> "candy flipping" vs LSD use in Brenner's lab.

Second: Ah, how nice. Intravenous/injectable. Just like how El is constantly being shot up with...something...to enter NINA.

Now, nearly all psychedelics can induce psychosis, but especially so if they're combined with other psychoactive substances and/or if the user has a history of psychosis (either themselves or in their family).

However, MDMA specifically has been posited as a treatment for PTSD and retrograde/traumagenic amnesia:

link Like...wow. Okay, I guess!

tl;dr: One seems to have been tripping fucking balls during the monologue. Literally every fucking version of him. El likely is as well. Funny how that works. Was any of that real? [smash cut to the way blood pours down the walls and the dead children dance around in the VR version of NINA] And either way, Henry in TFS isn't far behind with his hallucinogenic moments.

The connection? Whatever the hell is going on in Hawkins Labs...and symptoms of drug use.

I was not expecting to get this much out of a single rabbit hole. But...that's life with this show, isn't it? And this is only Part 1.

2. The Fucking Website...#2 (Futurism.com)

The guy who made that original post that TFS lifted the blurb from (Jordan Lejuwaan) runs a couple different websites. The most interesting one is Futurism, which is basically an online version of the Weekly Watcher:

It won't let me filter by date, but it seems to have been founded in 2017, stemming from an infographic subreddit. (Now, it says it's a trustworthy news source, and maybe it is, but... Do your own assessment of that. I'm not your mother, yknow?)

Jordan Lejuwaan was also involved in something far more interesting irt Stranger Things...

3. Zero Space

Jordan co-founded an immersive, interactive theater experience called ZeroSpace back in 2018. As we all know, TFS was just in the beginning phase of its creation around this time.

So...This was like a brick to the skull:

"Alice in Wonderland" (don't get me started: rabbit fuckery, DRUGS!!!!!, clocks/being later, Alice Creel, Fringe connections (Through The Looking Glass and What Walter Found There being the episode about the pocket universe where 20 years passed in 5 days...and also wherein we find out about him hiding away an Observer child that he will later time travel with to save the world from the Observer takeover...erasing himself from time/the timeline by doing so...there is SO much) not to mention the "one pill makes you larger/smaller" vs teen El and baby El...it's too much to try and fit in this post), "ALIENS AND LASERS", "stretch the perceived reality of the sense", "art, actors and your own mind converge to prompt MORE QUESTIONS THAN ANSWERS" (which was a common complaint about TFS: it leaves people with more questions than answers).

("See you on the other side" being an in-show line from Henry in the lab to Patty in the void, but this image is ripped directly from the same promo video that the High Existence blurb appears in.)

Here's a little taste of what ZeroSpace is like, but I suggest going to the actual page to see it in action:

It's heavily heavily reminiscent of TFS, even just in the content warnings...

Not to mention the actual show content SFX:

However, the goal of TFS isn't to stretch our senses. We're just watching. We are not the volunteer seeing the other side.

For most of the show, that person is Henry (except the first 5 mins, when it's Cptn. Brenner and his crew literally experiencing the other side). Henry is doing the experiencing. He's the one breaking the fourth wall by picking at/breaking the sets, the one running through the audience and leaving out the theater doors (only to end up right back on stage just like El in the Rainbow Room in 4.05).

With each bit of info I find out adjacent to the play, the more convinced I am that this is some secret third boy's experience in a NINA-like simulation.

Overall—

a) TFS most likely isn't wholly real, and it seems very likely that it's the same kind of simulation as NINA.

b) El was probably drugged up with some kind of empathogenic psychedelic going into NINA, likely with the goal of setting her up to form emotional connections quickly and deeply only to rip that deep connection away in order to bolster her abilities.

c) NINA is not, then, wholly based in truth. Parts of NINA (staring at the bullying from 002-005) may have been generated from El's memories of the outside world.

d) With NINA and TFS seeming so similar, I wouldn't be shocked if parts of it are just one massive empathogen trip (staring at how quickly Henry and Patty bond, similarly to how quickly Henry and El bond in NINA).

e) Whoever is in NIA with teen El is also tripping balls, most likely, and may have gone off the rails in that regard. However, that's in a simulation...hard to assign guilt or blame for things done in a fictional/unreal world.

f) Whoever was with baby El in 1979 may have been in a similar situation "moving chess pieces"-style instead. Read: drugged in order to put him in a situation where he would bolster El's latent abilities...and it went wrong (see also: Walter Bishop's orchestrated/fake massacre meant to bolster Olivia's latent abilities.)

g) Richard Brenner having been the head of narcotics makes me question which Brenner we're seeing at any given time: Martin, or Richard?

[thatonesongyouretryingtoremember]

SONG SONG SONG SONG

tell me what you mean by angela is jane ives pleaseee

EHEHHEHEHEHE MY BAYBEE ANGELA IVES

BASICALLY this revolves around

When El was trying to become Jane, she used Angela as her inspiration.

The real Jane Ives (or at least the girl Terry thought was hers who she flashed back to- I believe that this IS Jane bc how else did Terry find her and because El's birth memory does not match Terry's) is blonde and wore normie clothes. While it is possible she was moved to the Gown Facility, likely, in fact, based on a convo in NINA, her hair color would not change all the way to dark brown in the consecutive four years necessary to become Killer Ellie, aka the El we see at the very END of NINA who was the HNL Murderer. Since Jane is not Killer Ellie, she can't be El since El's initial flashback is of Killer Ellie pre-NINA

As a blonde (via flashback), Jane Ives is likely El's "opposite" like when Will's eyes changed to symbolize his new personality, or the Blonde Mother pattern, and any number of inter-timeline hair/eyes clues of that nature. Angela fits the bill as an opposite since she is popular and a bully.

Angela likely developed her bullying patterns because of trauma, and I realized that it lines up with the lab, ie: wanting to be the teacher's favorite, so much so that she is paralleled to 002

As @/henrysglock so kindly pointed out to me, Angela's outfit is the inverse of El's. She wears a ring on the opposite finger, a watch not a hairband, same hairstyle as El but with a high pony, etc.

Angela is weirdly obsessed with Hopper. The writers chose for El's school project to be about Hopper, and for Angela to pick on her for this project not once but twice, AND for Angela to bring up Hopper again at the Rink-O-Mania. She then targets El's lack of this supportive father- and I believe this is because whoever adopted Angela isn't like him, or because they are and she feels insecure in maintaining her situation thereof. Either way, growing up with a Brenner and losing Kali make her fixate on someone like Hopper, who El specifically says protected her, a fact Angela points out at the rink.

Angela and Troy, are like, the only bullies who don't get backstory. HOWEVER, Troy got a scene with his mother in ST1, which is already more exposition than Angela, plus if he's actually on the basketball team, then he might get screentime next szn. If Angela is accrual the outlier here, what was the reason? /rhetorical

The fuckin angst potential. I'm biased as fuck and I admit it. Not only that but the narrative potential. The whole point of timeline theory within a show who's meta is about the cycle of abuse and bigotry? The whole Multi Henry thing is meant to show how variables can affect outcome- ie: some Henrys become Vecna. SOME older brothers become like their fathers and others don't. This carries over to SOME Ellies kill more than others (including our lovely leading lady, whose arc about accepting her supposed monstrosity as a part of a whole is looking suspiciously complete) and SOME Ellies become Angelas.

ANGEL. HER NAME HAS FUCKIN ANGEL IN IT. As we know, as "Angel" is the person whom the memory of brings a Curse victim back to reality via the victim's will to live. Victor's Angels are his family members, and Max's are- get this, Lucas and El and her wider friend group. Not only this, but Max sang Madonna's "Angel" in El's bedroom in ST3. I'm not sure what the implication quite is here, if it's more than "She's an alternate timeline version of a girl who is somebody's angel", but I think it had to mean SOMETHING.

I THINK that's all for right now. I'm still kinda obsessed though

ALSO WELCOME BACCK

[aubreevivi]

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒⠀⠀—⠀⠀essas são apenas algumas ideias de conexões, não limitando apenas a essas. apesar de terem sido escritas no pronome masculino, nenhuma das conexões tem gênero definido e precisam ser seguidos com afinco. aberta à sugestões. lembrando que a aubree é bissexual então as conexões que envolvam algum tipo de romance não se aplicam a apenas um gênero.

𝟎𝟎𝟏⠀⠀・⠀⠀muse 001 é tipo a voz da razão na vida de aubree, sempre lá pra dar uns toques quando ela tá prestes a fazer algo que provavelmente ia se arrepender depois. muse não faz o estilo sargenta, mas se importa demais com o aubree pra deixar ela se enfiar em roubada.

𝟎𝟎𝟐⠀⠀・⠀⠀se a aubree fosse do tipo que acredita em vidas passadas e em conexões espirituais, com certeza ia jurar que o muse 002 era aquela pessoa pra ela. desde que se conheceram, rolou uma vibe quase instantânea entre eles, e logo perceberam que além dessa conexão, tinham um monte de coisas em comum, tipo gostos, interesses e até opiniões parecidas.

𝟎𝟎𝟑⠀⠀・⠀⠀muse 003 e bree eram amigos, por assim dizer, embora não tivessem uma amizade muito profunda, eles sempre estavam juntos. no entanto, bree percebia que muse só mantinha a sua companhia por conveniência, escondendo sua verdadeira intenção por trás dessa amizade aparente (motivo a ser definido).

𝟎𝟎𝟒⠀⠀・⠀⠀quando chegou no acampamento, foi muse 004 que a acolheu tão bem. ainda que pensasse que não tinha porque elu fazer isso, foi a pessoa que lhe ensinou e apresentou tudo que era possível. às vezes, fazem algo juntos mas a amizade é resumida em encontros ao acaso em um dos dois mandar mensagem aleatoriamente chamando pra fazer algo e o outro vai.

𝟎𝟎𝟓⠀⠀・⠀⠀aubree e muse 005 são praticamente inseparáveis desde que se conheceram no acampamento. elas compartilham seus segredos, medos e desejos mais profundos. às vezes, parece que conseguem se comunicar por telepatia, pois se entendem perfeitamente sem precisar dizer uma palavra sequer. curiosamente, muse 005 é talvez a única pessoa em relação à qual niamh demonstra um pouco de ciúmes, mostrando o quão forte é o vínculo entre ela e muse 005.

𝟎𝟎𝟔⠀⠀・⠀⠀apesar dos seus vinte e oito anos, aubree às vezes parece ter a alma de uma idosa de setenta anos, sentada na varanda do chalé tomando chá e dizendo 'ah, no meu tempo não tinha essas coisas.' no entanto, muse 006 é aquele que constantemente a lembra de que ela não é uma idosa, trazendo a parte 'legal' dela à tona e a levando para fazer coisas animadas.

𝟎𝟎𝟕⠀⠀・⠀⠀desde que os deuses entraram em um silêncio constante e sua habilidade começou a escapar de seu controle, aubree tem sido assombrada por pesadelos envolvendo sua mãe e o mundo subterrâneo. isso a deixa frustrada e exausta, mas quem tem estado ao seu lado durante todo esse tempo é muse 007. ele não tinha obrigação de ficar com ela, mas mesmo assim escolheu permanecer ao seu lado. ele responde aos chamados noturnos depois dos pesadelos e se disponibiliza para estar com nina nos momentos em que o desespero a atinge, simplesmente porque quer estar presente para ela.

𝟎𝟎𝟖⠀⠀・⠀⠀muse 008 cativou bree desde o momento em que seus olhos se encontraram, de uma forma estranhamente encantadora e diferente. ele apareceu em sua vida no momento em que ela mais precisava, e é difícil para ela evitar a atração que sente por ele, mesmo que seja apenas platônica. há algo em muse 008 que a atrai, mas ela evita comentar sobre isso, com medo de parecer estranha.

𝟎𝟎𝟗⠀⠀・⠀⠀muse 009 é extremamente observador, talvez até em excesso, e percebe claramente que aubree precisa de ajuda. ele deseja ser essa pessoa para ela, mesmo que bree insista em negar que precise de alguém para "salvá-la" ou ajudá-la a se tornar "alguém melhor".

𝟎𝟏𝟎⠀⠀・⠀⠀assim que entrou na adolescência, não tentava ser muito sociável, nem mesmo agradável, mas muse 10 viu algo nela e simplesmente sentiu que poderiam ser bons amigos. podemos discutir como essa relação foi moldada, mas para aubree, muse 10 é uma parte essencial de sua vida. seria a pessoa por quem ela faria tudo, moveria o mundo se fosse possível.

𝟎𝟏𝟏⠀⠀・⠀⠀o jeito de muse 11 deixa aubree um tanto quanto incomodada, mas ela nunca consegue explicar exatamente o que a irrita. no fundo, ela até se importa com o que muse pensa dela, mas ao mesmo tempo, faz ainda menos questão de ficar perto dele, porque sabe que não controla muito bem seus impulsos e é um pouquinho infantil.

𝟎𝟏𝟐⠀⠀・⠀⠀houve uma época em que aubree e muse 12 eram inseparáveis, incapazes de imaginar a vida sem estarem juntos. no entanto, tudo mudou abruptamente (por um motivo que ainda precisa ser definido). muse decidiu se afastar de nina, chegando ao ponto de ignorá-la como se ela não existisse mais. a filha de perséfone tentou de todas as formas resolver a situação, afinal, eram bons amigos e ela não queria perder essa amizade. no entanto, todas as tentativas foram fervorosamente rejeitadas por muse 12, até chegar ao ponto em que nem mesmo se olham quando passam pelo mesmo local.

𝟎𝟏𝟑⠀⠀・⠀⠀aubree não é do tipo que demonstra grandes sentimentos e tampouco se apega facilmente, o que talvez seja um dos motivos pelos quais ela não compreende completamente a rapidez com que se afeiçoou a muse 13. eles compartilham diversas atividades juntos e muse pode ser uma das poucas pessoas que já viram nina chorar. os outros sempre presumiram que, daquela dinâmica, poderia surgir algo mais, mas ao longo dos anos, eles permaneceram apenas amigos. o problema surgiu quando nina percebeu que havia, sim, algo a mais entre eles, algo que precisaria ser mantido em segredo. ambos já testemunharam um ao outro se envolvendo com outras pessoas, sentiram ciúmes, apoiaram-se após términos e cuidaram um do outro quando adoeceram. no entanto, nunca tiveram coragem de declarar seus sentimentos um ao outro.

𝟎𝟏𝟒⠀⠀・⠀⠀não se deixe enganar pelos lindos olhos e aubree e seu sorriso inocente, ela sabe ser um verdadeiro diabo quando quer. mas ela não faz por mal - ou talvez sim - mas acha divertido ajudar muse 014 a quebrar algumas regras e ver que nem tudo é tão preto-no-branco.

𝟎𝟏𝟓⠀⠀・⠀⠀ditado filho de peixe, peixinho é se aplica nesse caso. muse 015 sabe disso e é essa a razão de nenhuma interação minimamente educada sair entre eles. é como se existisse algo que fizesse ambos se desprezarem mutuamente e não suportam nem ficarem no mesmo local por muito tempo.

[inspotlight]

GV. FITZGERALD & THACKERY.

secrets are weapon and in manhattan, that means trading knowledge for safety. gossip girl has issued a challenge: the person who can collect and send in the most gossip in six months will be free from the threat of gossip girl blasts. between galas, exams, and spending quality time with your therapist on speed dial, do you think you can find the time to snitch on the people closest to you?

FITZGERALD & THACKERY is a group verse set in the gossip girl universe, though open to muses from any fandom.

001. there is to be no ooc drama. 002. message an admin if you have a problem with someone ooc. 003. please refrain from godmodding. 004. feel free to play as many characters as you can manage. 005. this is a discord/dashboard hybrid group. 006. this group verse is mutuals only and 18+.

GOSSIP GIRL HERE! your one and only source into the scandalous lives of manhattan's elite. the following is a list of your classmates.

nini salazar-roberts, the 18 year old daughter of a fashion designer and publicist, who lives on park avenue, and looks a lot like olivia rodrigo. found at @inspotlight

ricky bowen, the 18 year old son of a real estate developer and luxury real estate agent, who lives on park avenue, and looks a lot like joshua bassett. found at @melodyplucked

kim possible, the 18 year old daughter of a scientist and a doctor, who lives on 5th avenue, and looks a lot like sadie stanley. found at @k1mpossibl3

miles hollingsworth iii, the 18 year old son of a mayor and a socialite, who lives on 5th avenue, and looks a lot like eric osborne. found at @shadowbrn

gwen stacy, the 18 year old son of a police captain and a career socialite, who lives on madison avenue, and looks a lot like chloe rose robertson. found at @modelscience

brooke davis, the 19 year old son of a stock trader and a former actress/model, who lives on madison avenue, and looks a lot like nina dobrev. found at @wysteriafaded

to join your peers, dm @inspotlight the following information:

character name

age

parents occupations

street your character lives on

faceclaim

[ninaaaazzzz]

𝐼𝓃𝓉𝓇𝑜𝒹𝓊𝒸𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃

call me nina or ayanna (yanni for short)<3, (n)sfw blog, 🇸🇴🇲🇦, sza enthusiast, black writer!!, 18, miguel & eren’s baby muva 🤟🏽💕, choso’s professional dick sucker, armin’s sexy mama, maki’s wifey, gojo’s stargirl, miles morales’ badass auntie, she/her, star palace, new to writing/blog <3

RULES/DISCLAIMERS

Rules!!

001 - I do NOT and will NOT write smut for minors. that shit is weird asf. I’ll only write fluff and angst for minor characters and maybe some drabbles/fics with mild makeout sessions

002 - same as #1; I do NOT and will NOT write anything including incest or step-cest between characters. It’s twice as weird.

003 - pls don’t spam open account (not anonymous) requests, it makes you look desperate 😭😭😭 (no offense) 😭 If you’re gonna spam requests at least make it anonymous.

004 - I’m not too crazy about anyone under the age of 17 interacting with my fluff and angst works but my smut works are strictly for +17 ONLY ‼️ There’s gonna be a bit of suggestive content in some of my fluff works so pls be aware!!

005 - There will be absolutely no racism, homophobia, or anything of that sort associated with my blog. If I catch you being racist or homophobic in my notes or reblogs you’re automatically getting blocked. I’ll be making works including diverse characters and wlw so if you don’t appeal to those I’d suggest you don’t interact.

006 - Don’t start random shit in my inbox, requests, or notes. I don’t ever refrain from holding back what I have to say so if you go low, I go LOWER.

007 - Don’t be afraid to make any requests! I go through dry spells a lot so some ideas would really help 😭🩷 .

Disclaimers!!!

001 - I’m fluent in Arabic so I will be making some hc’s of characters that I feel are Tunisian, Moroccan, Egyptian, etc and they’ll probably have some Arabic dialogue if I make stories for them and I’ll also provide translations 🫶🏽

002 - I do NOT give out my social media 😭😭 I’m really sorry but I feel like my tiktok and ig is mainly for me and my friends (including online friends)

002 - I mostly make works for black/fem readers. I have no problem with making open race reader fics but this IS a black writer blog so I represent for my sistas ✊🏽 /hj 😭😭 It’s very unlikely that I will make an open race fic but if I do feel like it I probably will idk.

003 - This is my ONLY writing account. I don’t write for Wattpad or A03, only here.

004 - I will NOT be doing a face reveal. I don’t feel comfortable showing my face on this app, the thought of it is pretty unsettling bc there’s hella weirdos on here. I’m very sorry 😭

That’s it for now! I’ll get to writing soon(er or later) Enjoy! 🫶🏽

[plangenttangent]

Freedom Heroes Chronicles character sheet 002 - Nina

Nina is a smart, tough and snarky teen who’s a capable martial artist and aspiring author. Her stern resting face and short-temper can be intimidating to most, but she’s a loyal and trustworthy person once you truly get to know her. Most of the time, Nina defaults to dry sarcasm to mask her vulnerability and struggles of self-worth; the latter of which is further exacerbated by her friends, Mika and Lizard’s powers and magical abilities. She and Mika are prone to bickering, but aim to ultimately boost each other’s strengths and better themselves.

Nina’s primary fighting styles are krav maga and jiu-jutsu, as well as her secondary weapon of choice being her lucky metal bat. Said metal bat can be used to deflect energy like Mika’s plasmic orbs. What Nina lacks in supernatural powers, she more than makes up for in hand-to-hand combat (courtesy of Lizard’s ACME training regimen).

[madelynraemunson]

CALL ME WHAT YOU WANT 𓆩♡𓆪

(Book #1 of the Hellfire Gentlemen's Club series)

𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐍 𝐀𝐔 18+ plz

strip club owner!eddie x fem!exotic dancer! main character

Chapter 012: Vecna’s Curse

Eddie is scared to commit to you? That’s fine. You have a lap dance to treat Henry to anyway — in the infamous red set that EDDIE bought for you.

↳ chapters: 001, 002*, 003** , 004**, 005 , 006 , 007* , 008**, 009, 010, 011, 012* , 013** , 014**, 015, 016**, 017, 018, 019, 020*

somewhat smutty = * , smutty = **

word count: 4k words

NSFW — blindfold kink (*cough* henry), lap dance, grinding, moaning, henry is the whimpering type, shy girl using henry to get off, eddie’s RAGING jealousy

TAKE IT AWAY, JAMIE 🥁🙌🏼

I Put A Spell on You (Jamie’s Version)

“The hooded cultists chant…” Eddie narrates. “Hail Lord Vecna. Hail Lord Vecna. They turn to you, remove their hoods… you recognize most of them from Makbar. But there is one you do not recognize…”

— excerpt from Stranger Things 4: Chapter One: The Hellfire Club.

♡

Eddie is too busy playing D&D with the boys to have any idea what you're up to. It’s just what you wanted, though. Means everything is going according to plan.

“I put a spell on you, because you’re mine.”

Excitement brews within you as you slip on the red DEVIL WOMAN set from Nocturna. When you're done, Max helps to straighten your hair, maintaining it with a generous amount of hairspray, while Chrissy helps you set the final touches of your makeup into place.

"What's up with the blindfold?" Max inquires, nodding towards the piece of cloth tied around your wrist.

"Part of my act," you explain ominously. "I plan on using it on Henry for the first part of my set. He's a...sensitive guy, to say the least."

"You are way too good at this," your sister shakes her head in disbelief, brushing through your hair one last time.

"Intense emotions spark creativity," you shrug, admiring the vixen that is you in the vanity. "No man is leaving unscathed tonight."

It all rings true. Tonight, you have the power. And all of Hellfire is going to know it.

"Well you look absolutely soul-snatching," Chrissy hoots as she takes a good look at you. “You’re gonna have him on his knees.”

You bite your lip in anticipation. " Who? Eddie or Henry?"

"Both," she shrugs. "But since we're on that topic, I just know Eddie is going to come crawling back."

The three of you share a malicious giggle with one another, thinking about all the ways Eddie is going to crumble, seeing another man enjoy you in the set that he bought. He had his chance to commit to you, but now he has to face the consequences of what happens when he doesn't man up on time.

The dressing room door opens. By instinct, you turn to see who it is. In struts Nina, counting the dollar bills in her hands as she just emerged from doing her set at the tip rail.

"Oooh look at you go!" you whistle. "They're loving you out there, mama."

"I'm literally so shook," Nina raves, tucking her bills away into her bag. "This is my best night thus far."

When she's all squared away, Nina makes her way over to you and envelopes you in a warm hug. "You look so fucking sexy! Go kill it out there, girl."

You smile at the compliment, heart fluttering in a room full of girls' girls.

"Thank you, sweetheart," you respond to her, rubbing her back with the utmost adoration. "You too."

Chrissy helps you don your cloak, shielding you from giving away the trick you have up your sleeve. After one final check in the mirror, you're ready to put on a show.

"Ready," you announce with a mischievous grin.

“Go get him, tiger,” Chrissy pats your back.

“You better stop the things you do, I ain’t lyin’. No, I ain’t lyin’”

Your heels click with intention across the cool floor of the club as you strut towards your victim. He's smiling and laughing with all his friends, unsuspecting of the stake you're about to, figuratively, drive through his heart.

"Good game, gentlemen," Eddie concludes as he and the boys wrap up their campaign. "I’ll see you all next week for Rise of Kas. Try not to die in that one, yeah?"

You watch as the younger guys scatter to prep for the rush. Steve and Eddie stay behind to clean up the area. When Steve sees you, he offers you a tender side hug before issuing a kiss hello to your forehead.

"Hey you," Steve smiles.

"Hey," your eyes gleam up at him. "Didn't know you play D&D."

Eddie's eyes travel up to you the moment he hears your voice. He freezes in place the moment you meet his gaze. If he reacted this way to just you with your cloak on — exalting and apologetic — you can't even begin to imagine the look on his face when he sees what you have under it.

But until time brings you to that point, you settle for feigning dissastisfaction while he attempts to strike up a casual conversation.

"He doesn’t, I was just showing him the ropes,” Eddie chuckles, nervously resting his hands at his sides. “He’s doing great though.”

You nod absentmindedly, diverting your attention to Steve ‘The Hair’ Harrington instead.

"You look beautiful, Hargrove," your boss attempts. "More than usual, I mean. Absolutely stunning.”

You can tell he’s already regretful about how he worded things a couple nights ago. The guilt on his face is like no other. But with the guilt comes those eyes. Those charming eyes that will get you to fold every time. Tonight is the exception.

"Thanks," you utter emptily to him.

"You got main stage tonight?"

"No, I've got a semi-private dance," you respond as-a-matter-of-factly.

"Semi-priv..." Eddie tries to figure it out. "What do you mean by that?"

"Hello, hello," a familiar voice greets you guys.

Right on schedule.

Henry makes his way over to you all with the biggest grin on his face. It's weird seeing him in outside clothes. He's dressed in a white t-shirt and black leather jacket, tight black jeans, and black combat boots. The blonde deity flashes you a seductive look.

"Days bleeding into one another again, Creel?" Eddie questions. "You're not on today, remember?"

"Oh yeah, I know," Henry shrugs. "I have a dance today with one of our special friends."

"Oh shit!" Eddie exclaims, going over to give him a celebratory fist bump. "Chrissy agreed to give you one?"

"No, not Chrissy," you chime in. "Me!"

Eddie's eyes widen. Steve's eyes widen.

"Holy shit!" Steve says. "Creel is actually getting a lap dance! That's so out of his comfort zone."

Steve's arms wrap around your waist as he pulls you in front of him. You feel his hardened cock sneak up against your ass.

"And from Shy Girl too?" Steve's voice deepens, rasp factor at an all time high. "You're in for a treat."

"Wouldn't expect any less," Henry blushes.

Henry’s voice is soft, but there’s a hunger in his gaze. Eddie tries to conceal how bothered he is. You see him frantically scanning the club for a sort of scapegoat, a way in delaying the nightmare that is about to ensue.

“Actually…” Eddie clears his throat. “Now that I think about it, we might get busy within the hour. You mind clocking in for a bit to help Jim out front?”

Henry cocks a puzzled brow. “Jim was playing Candy Crush when I dapped him up at the door. Mans is fine.”

“Yeah, the man is fine, Eddie,” you jeer. “And Henry’s been working sooo hard, it��s the least I can do for him.”

Your boss’s jaw clenches when he realizes his plan has fallen through. He’s got no scapegoat, you're dressed like revenge overdue, and his friends are insistent on watching this dance…

He’s screwed.

"If you insist," Eddie mutters sharply. “Tip her well, Creel.”

“Of course, man.”

Eddie excuses himself but remains in the area like a fly on the wall. He scrambles around, greeting regulars with a handshake and dusting off tables, anything to look busy and unbothered by the idea that his presence doesn't affect you the slightest.

But he is seething. Troubled. He can’t read you or your next move and it’s driving him mad.

While you coordinate your routine with the DJ, Argyle escapes from the kitchen. You hear him eagerly yelp when he discovers that Henry is getting a dance, followed by a determined, "I've gotta watch this".

And now that everything is going to plan, you take a moment to gather yourself backstage.

Before you head out, Nancy meets you by the curtains with extra bobby pins that you requested. You assume Chrissy spilled all the beans, judging by the words Nancy whispers in your ears before you head out,

“Give that man hell.”

(he sounds so much like jamie)

HELLFIRE: hell·fire

/ˈhelˌfī(ə)r/(noun): The torment and punishment of hell, envisaged as eternal fire.

"Alright, Shy Girl!" you hear Argyle shout from the pit of VECNA'S LAIR. "Henry is ready when you are."

You give the DJ a nod to start the song. Let the show begin.

“YOU put a spell on ME, I’m losing my mind”

You start your set at the pole, walking a slow circle around it before beginning your dance. Though a dance for Henry only, a crowd outside your immediate circle starts to gather around. Henry is sitting on Vecna's throne, watching inquisitively while you do your introduction. And Eddie follows suit, floating around like a lost puppy.

“You better stop these things. It’s a matter of TIME🕰️”

*DING* a grandfather clock chimes, a sound mixed in by the DJ as he makes the set his own.

The crowd cheers as you strut your sexy self down the stage, smirking to yourself as Henry timidly grips the armrests of Vecna's throne.

Your gaze pans to Eddie. You watch as guests attempt to have a conversation with him in the lair, but he is just not tuned into what they're saying.

Eddie is hypnotized by you, spellbound by a curse that he got himself tangled up in. Oh, how pitiful. To dig his own grave...

“Before I hunt you down..."

Poor Eddie. He has already lost.

"...grab your chin...and kiss your lips…”

You stroke Henry's face as you walk past him, stopping behind him close enough to see the goosebumps and baby hairs rising at the nape of his neck.

You tug on the corner of the blindfold and the knot undoes itself. Henry beams up at you with his eager ocean eyes as you hold the blindfold in your hands. You bend down behind him, exploring his chest with your delicate hands, before tying the blindfold snugly around his eyes.

You check in with your friend. “Are you doing okay?”

“I’m doing just fine,” Henry answers. “Thank you, Shy Girl.”

“Of course.”

“And you bring me back, I lay you down and grab your hips”

Eddie’s claimed a seat now, somewhere towards the back. Though it's harder to see him now, you just know he’s eyeing your technique intently, watching as you slither back to the front of Henry, stroking the bouncer’s face before lowering yourself onto his lap.

Henry’s breath trembles upon realization. He leans back and spreads himself across the chair so you can take up all the space that you needed to make him feel good.

He sucks in a breath.

“Breathe out, Henry…” you encourage him. “Steady breaths… there you go. Relax those shoulders now.”

Henry exhales, sinking his shoulders into flaccidity as he allows you to navigate his lap.

Eddie’s tapping his feet profusely, likely as an attempt to self-regulate. His folded palms rest below his chin as he studies you, attempting to construe whether or not this is something you are genuinely enjoying.

“And we lose all control. And before you know…”

And Eddie should know, that indeed, you are enjoying yourself… and Henry very much.

Henry's hands explore your ass now, and you use this position as leverage to grind yourself against him, your hips rotating to the shape of your stage name spelled out in cursive.

Shy Girl

A soft whimper escapes Henry’s lips as you grind, your ego inflating as he tosses his head back in pleasure.

“What’s the matter, baby boy?” you ask him. “Too much for you already?”

“No,” Henry smiles, seemingly up for a challenge. “I just wanna see your pretty face so bad.”

“Do you now?” you quip.

“Yes I do,” he nods. “Pretty please.”

“Well since you’re being so polite…”

“I put a spell on you, now you’re mine. I’ve got a hold on you, at least for the night.”

Your fingers return to the back of Henry’s neck to rid him of the blindfold you menacingly decided to tease him with. When it collapses, you meet Henry’s starstruck eyes, making sure they process you grinding your hips, exploring his chest, his shoulders, the sensitive parts of his earlobes.

“Fuuuck,” Henry whines. “How are you so good at this?”

“How are you such a good client?” you counter. “So well-behaved for me, Henry.”

Steve and Argyle make their way to either sides of him, showering you with dollar bills because Henry’s hands were occupied. They were exploring your thighs, hovering over your ass, rubbing your back while his mouth praises your every action, your every attribute, your everything.

“Goddd DAMN!” Argyle roars, incentivizing you further.

“What’d I tell you, Creel?” Steve smirks. “Ain’t she something?”

“Fuck yeah, she is,” Henry’s voice is but a barely audible gasp now. “And to think we’ve just scratched the surface.”

He tugs at your cloak pleadingly. You giggle at him, admiring his pretty puppy dog eyes that he’s put on for you.

“You know I can’t help myself when you ask tenderly if I’d dim the lights as your hand brushes me.”

Eddie glares sharply as he watches Henry continue to tug at the strings of your cloak, practically begging you to start stripping for him.

His misery is waiting behind that very garment.

“Wanna show me what’s underneath?” Henry incites.

The lights of VECNA’S LAIR begin to flicker and the classic yellow spotlight quickly changes to red. That’s your cue.

“Thought you’d never ask,” you giggle.

“And the floor swallows your clothes”

You undo the knot of your cloak that tied everything together. Slowly, to the beat of the song, the cloak slips off of you, revealing the beautiful red set.

“Oooh”s, “ahhh”s, and “wooo”s fill the air as the cloak sinks to the floor.

“And your silhouette puts on a show”

From the corner of your eye, you notice Eddie sit right up.

You try to figure out if he recognizes your set or not. But judging by his flustered face, and envious gaze, he sure does. There’s a pain in his eyes as his brows form a sullen arch. You watch as Eddie’s nostrils flare as he jams his fingers into his thighs, digging the balls of his feet into the floor in rout. He can hardly keep himself contained, he’s so angry.

And like a bull at a rodeo, Eddie sees red.

Meanwhile, Henry falls deeper into his state of arousal.

“Wow…” your patron beams. “That’s such a beautiful set, Shy Girl.”

You blush. “You think so?”

“I know so,” Henry insists. “It fits you perfectly. You did a good job.”

“Yeah,” you chime. Then your gaze travels to Eddie who is trying his hardest to conceal his jealousy. “I did do great, didn’t I?”

You allow Henry’s hands to explore all the set’s finest little details, from the little gems to the intricate seams. Henry traces your figure by following the pattern of the set, humming in pleasure to himself at the sight of you.

"That set is gorgeous, baby," Steve coos as he admires you from head to toe. "Did you pick that out yourself?"

“I can’t remember,” you turn to Steve as he rubs your shoulders. “It’s been collecting dust in my closet for a while so I figured I’d wear it today.”

“That was a good choice,” Steve’s voice deepens. “This is my favorite set on you so far.”

"Mm!" an unexpected moan escapes your mouth.

A crinkle in Henry’s pants from his thigh region rides up a nerve ending along your clit. Your mind short circuits from the sheer pleasure of it all.

Soon you forget about the lap dance and start subtly immersing yourself with friction, rubbing harder and harder against Henry’s tense quads as he lets you.

Aside from you, only Henry seems to know what’s going on.

He smirks, the most sinister grin you’ve never seen come from him before. “Find what you’re looking for?”

You nod rapidly, encouraging him to stay in place while you continue to pleasure yourself. He laughs to himself, watching you chase your high on top of him, knowing he's the one who has the reigns now.

“That’s right,” he fawns. “Take what you need from me, baby.”

"Yes Master," you say to him, knowing it's a kink of his. You feel him harden underneath you when he hears those words come out of your mouth.

Curious on whether or not he's still watching, you can’t help but get a glimpse of Eddie. And past the layers of all the strobe lights of VECNA’S LAIR, you meet his eyes.

“You put a spell on me. I’m LOSING my mind”

They’re twinkling. But not in the way you’d want. Soon Eddie's hand aggressively swoops across his eye, as he quickly wipes — what looks like — a teardrop away.

You continue to watch him as he excuses himself from the crowd, pulling his entire weight with him as he drags his feet towards his office.

It's enough to make your cold heart melt. When you see the way his shoulders sulk and how slow he seems to be walking in the busy atmosphere of Hellfire Gentlemen's Club, it dawns on you that you may have taken it too far.

Henry sees your eyes wandering, dwelling on Eddie as they become rather glazed themselves. He directs your focus back to him with his fingers at your chin.

“Why do you cry for him, Shy Girl?” Henry observes. It’s like he can read your mind. “After everything he’s done to you?"

You swallow hard as you struggle to find the words.

"...You give me fever, and drive me insane"

Fuck Eddie. Fuck Eddie. Fuck Eddie.

You've been hurt countless times but you still love with your heart on your sleeve. Why couldn't Eddie do the same?

Sure, his father was abusive and absent. Yours was too. Sure he found his mom dead at the hands of his father and drugs. That was also your childhood experience. Sure he had to grow up rather early just like you did, putting all his needs last while taking care of other family members because no one else would step up. And sure, the only woman he loved enough to marry framed him for a crime he didn't commit, with the idea of inheriting his assets on her mind. You've felt that used before too.

So what if all the people he's ever cared about stabbed him not only in the back, but in the front as well?

...just like you're doing right now.

It really dawns on you this time. You're not any better.

Fuck, you're an asshole. The answer is so clear to you now, you don't understand how you could have been so selfish before. You're both different sides of the same coin, it seems.

"Hm?” Henry tuts when you don't respond. "You think you need Eddie, but you don't. No, no... you don't."

Henry then starts to buck his own hips upwards, grinding along with you.

You feel guilty that Henry feels so good, taunting your clit mercilessly with just the fabric of his dark jeans alone. To distract yourself from all guilt crashing down on you, you start to envision that it's not Henry, but Eddie whose underneath you.

You miss Eddie. You really, really do. You miss his laugh, his random outbursts of energy. You miss how he instantly drew in a crowd no matter where he went. His presence was electricity, sending shockwaves down your body with the slightest skin-to-skin touch. You missed how his fingers felt pulsing in and out of you, curving themselves as he looks you dead in the eye because your pleasure was his utmost concern. You miss his periodic check-ins, how he wouldn't relax until you made it clear that you were okay. You miss how dirty and magical he made you feel, but ultimately how sexy and loved were and felt in his presence, even on the rocky days.

Fuck, Eddie.

"You keep me going in circles with potions and bottles... And I can't escape... I can't escape..."

Fuck, you fantasize. Eddie. Fuck, Eddie.

"I'm lost in your ways... I can't escape, baby."

There's a part in the song that gives you an 'out' from your routine. You wrap up your dance there, completing it with a tender kiss to Henry's cheek as he smiles up at you. The crowd goes wild, and Steve and Argyle continue to spoil you with ones, fives, and tens, enticed by how sultry you made everything look and feel with such little effort.

"Thank you, darling," Henry coos as he rubs your back one final time.

"Any time," you say to him. "I hope I helped alleviate some of your stress."

The boys help you collect your bills while people from all around swarm you with compliments. Eventually, Maxine and Chrissy make their way over to you, ambushing you with hugs and fangirling over your entire performance.

"You did amazing, sis!" Max squeals as she jumps up and down. "You should've seen the look on Eddie's face. Oh you so won!"

"Yeah..." you mumble absentmindedly as you search the club for Eddie. "Yay me..."

--------

It's the last call now before closing and you're helping everyone shut down their stations. You'd typically be back in the dressing room counting your bills by now, but the inner server in you can't help but stay behind.

"Hey!" Argyle speaks up. "Since all of us are off tonight, anyone wanna go barhopping?"

"I'm down!" Steve agrees. "Night's still young and that was the plan last time we were all together, yeah?"

"Shy Girl, you wanna come with?" Jonathan asks.

"Uh, I gotta count my tips and then get to bed," you say, turning the offer down. "I can close the register if you want, Jon so you can catch up with everybody."

"Oh really? Thanks!"

The group invites Max too, promising they would take good care of your little sister. Chrissy offers to be her DD, since she knows that Max drinks. All of you did, when you were her age.

"Please, sis?" Max begs. "All my discussion posts are done and I wanna turn up before midterms."

"Fine," you mutter, rolling your eyes. "But remember, if it smells weird or stinky..."

"Do not drinky..." Max rolls her eyes as she reaches to grab Chrissy by the hand. "Done deal. Thanks again!"

And soon the group vacates the area, leaving only you behind to shut the place down for the night.

When you're done closing out the register, you gather all your things to start packing up. Suddenly, you hear the locks to a distant door jingle and the doorknob turn slightly to doublecheck.

Eddie's still here.

You hear him start to make his way towards POTIONS, his worn out converse making quiet taps against the stone floor.

The natural light from the windows near the ceiling illuminates into the dark space, revealing Eddie's face and the pained expression that still rests upon it. His eyes are puffy, his demeanor hard to read.

You clear his throat at him.

"I thought you left."

"Nah," he shakes his head. "I like to stay behind for a bit sometimes. Make sure I got everything I need."

"I see..." is all you say.

"Told you that set would bring in a lot of tips."

"There you go again, being right about things," you say in a forfeiting tone.

"I'm not always right."

You can't look at him right now. Not when you've caused him so much distress and he's still choosing to speak to you. You gather your belongings and hold your head down in shame, excusing yourself from the narrative and Eddie's presence indefinitely.

"Whatever you say, Eds," you try to smile. "Goodnight."

Nervous now, you put your cloak back on and make your way out of the bar. You nod to Eddie goodnight and start towards your dressing room to prepare for your drive home.

However, it stuns you again as Eddie turns his heels and follows suit...trailing ever so closely behind you... to the dressing room as well.

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The Daily Life at Chinese Restaurant VALIS 001-002

Translator notes:

VALIS is written in the manga in chinese (瓦利斯 - Wallis), instead of the usual uppercase romaji or katakana (ヴァリス).

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