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I just finished my rewatch of AOT and one thing I noticed is how different Connie is after Sasha died (or just Season 4 in general)

We know him to be an idiot and a joker even in serious situations, like in Season 3 where he made a joke even though the rest of the Survey Corps was literally dead (honestly he was so real for that. I, too, use humour to cope lmao) and then Sasha hit his head as a result.

Obviously, all of the younger main characters had drastic character development after Season 3 and it makes sense because of what they've been through. For example, Armin spoke up more and wasn't as timid as he used to be. Jean's leadership skills really showed itself in Season 4 and he became less of an asshole.

So yeah, they all changed quite a bit, but in my opinion, Connie changed more obviously because it sort of went in a "negative" direction. Him changing is not bad but because he became a little more aggressive (something we don't really see in S1 - S3) and he lost most of his joking nature (something we DO see in S1 - S3), it was more noticeable to me.

He became more angry or defensive in certain situations and he kind of lost his joking nature after Sasha died. It's not a bad thing at all BUT this just shows us how much Sasha meant to him and how much of an impact she had in his life, just as he did in hers. He really meant it when he said they were like twins and that she was his other half that died. The only joke I remember him making and the only time he ever laughed throughout the entirety of Season 4 is when Annie was stuffing her face with pie and that's it. Here are 2 examples of when Connie got really aggressive that, for me, felt out of character for him compared to Season 1 - 3:

When Onyonkapon released them from their cell and Connie's first response was to choke him against the wall and shout at him. It doesn't ONLY have to do with Sasha's death, but I feel like if Sasha were here, he wouldn't react as aggressively

Same here where he demanded that they feed Falco to his mom and even went as far as kidnapping him. If Armin and Gabi hadn't shown up the next day, there would be a higher chance that Connie would've made his mother the Jaw Titan. Even when they were camping in the forest, Connie started talking to himself, saying that he misses Sasha

I'm not entirely sure about the reason behind Connie's character development, but Sasha was definitely a huge part of it. Even if he didn't become angrier because of her death, it was definitely that that made him joke around a lot less and made him become more serious

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[bylertruther]

crazy how some of y'all (most of y'all) do the most telling people not to draw will in pink or anything girly at all ever, and discourage people from having headcanons that have him doing or liking anything even remotely stereotypically feminine, all in the name of "just because he's gay doesn't mean it's okay for you to do this," (even when it's something pulled directly from canon lmao) but then go and do that to mike to the point where that fanon concept of him gets upheld as canon a lot of the time, even though.... hm.... you guys are operating under the assumption that mike is also gay/mlm, no? so, what's the issue really then? and why is it okay to do that with mike but not will?

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will and mike are single-handedly disproving the "gay people can dress" stereotype meanwhile robin slays literally every single outfit

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All of my grievances regarding Sasha....

Buckle down. This is gonna hurt.....

I am going to do my best to list off EVERYTHING that I take issue with in how Sasha Braus, our beloved potato girl and one of AOT’s most iconic characters, was horrifically misused by the bastard who callously tossed her from the story at the start of season four, the timeskip season that covers the final miserable 48 chapters of the manga. 

Every major and minor offense, I’m gonna try to unload here. Let’s get this over with. 

* The fact Sasha returns a year after the events of the Shiganshina battle in the manga, a battle in which she was already severely injured to the point of unconsciousness and her probable death heavily teased before we came down to the infamous Armin vs. Erwin scene. 

* The fact that Sasha’s redesign post-timeskip, in my opinion, did no translate well to the anime. I didn’t mind it at first, but for some reason, it just doesn’t quite feel like the girl we knew from the first three seasons. 

* The fact that Megan Shipman replaces Ashly Burch, and in my opinion makes Sasha sound YOUNGER and lacks the charm Ashly gave to her character. It is a blessing in disguise though as I would’ve been furious if Ashly Burch had to record for this season. There’s only one actress fit to play Sasha, and that’s Ashly.

* The fact that up to now Sasha’s relationships with both Eren and Mikasa are so badly underdeveloped that their reaction to her demise feels entirely one-dimensional and simply doesn’t follow up naturally upon what had previously been established among them. 

* Sasha as a sniper; it might make sense since she is skilled with a bow and arrow, but at the same time it just doesn’t look “right” on her, that bandolier and that gun. The whole concept of it feels off. 

* The fact that we NEVER ONCE saw her slay a Titan. You know, the original threat presented by a series called ATTACK ON TITAN? 

* The fact that she died in that black Survey Corps uniform, which is apparently her eternal attire in the afterlife, once again this feels very wrong, especially since that outfit came to be associated exclusively with the Yeagerists almost immediately after this battle. 

* The fact that she DID NOT HAVE A BREASTPLATE when everybody sans Levi did. There is literally NO valid reason for why she lacked one, and so it is clear that this was a deliberately manufactured plot hole Isayama put in place that he hoped nobody would dwell too much on. 

* The contrivance of the same fucking kid she gazed upon just a short time earlier just HAPPENS to be the one to shoot her barely an hour after the fact. 

* The fact that she died because nobody made any effort to secure the blimp or to man the freaking gun by the door. 

* Watching her expire in her own blood, to the point that it was flowing from her mouth. For me, the single most horrific, traumatizing, and downright OFFENSIVE scene in the entire series. 

* The fact that her final word was “Meat”. Even here, Isayama refused to allow her to grow beyond her most famous quirk. 

* Her STARE. Her lifeless, unresponsive stare. I can’t fucking stand to see that! 

* The fact that a GODDAMNED KID was the one to take her down. A massively inappropriate fate for such a great character, and for Sasha it feels especially wrong that a fucking bullet did her in. And that if she had to die, she didn’t go down in any more noble circumstances. It’s such a goddamned cheap sendoff.

* The fact that the character who replaced her just happened to have the exact same skill set, and was so obnoxiously overpowered and untouchable through the whole of the remaining chapters. There is nothing Gabi did that Sasha could not have done. 

* Everything flashing back to her in “Brave Volunteers”, just to remind us that yes, Isayama finally did what he was talked out of back in season two, when he should have left well enough alone. 

* The fact that her entire presence in S4 from that point on is a few scant flashbacks. 

* Seeing her fucking headstone. This was the one thing I BEGGED AND PRAYED I’d never fucking see. The one thing, people. The ONE THING. 

* The fact that we NEVER got to see her with her mother or her adoptive siblings, and that we NEVER got any time seeing her spend time with Kaya as her big sister. 

* The fact that they invented a boyfriend for her, Niccolo, strictly as a plot device for her killer, Gabi. I will say it again, ONE flashback does NOT constitute a relationship! I am firmly against any idea of NicoSasha, especially given what Niccolo was involved with even after he fell in love with Sasha. 

* The fact that Jean and Connie have such muted reactions to her end. Her best friends cared nothing for her! Connie never once sought revenger against her killer, saying “I understand it was an act of war”. You know any individual who would react so passively to a loved one being killed like this? 

* The fact that Isayama used EVERY opportunity to make out Gabi as a wounded party instead of the killer that she is, and that absolutely no justice is EVER sought out for Sasha by the majority of those who supposedly loved her. Everyone takes pity on Gabi, who made the choice to go on a killing spree on her own accord. Nobody ever considers Sasha’s side or her own suffering in any of this. 

* The fact that MAPPA’s animation made for a disturbing level of resemblance between Sasha and Gabi. Pre-Timeskip!Sasha has no such resemblance to the little bastard, but there are moments in season four which they made them look too much alike, and that’s absolutely offensive. And unfortunately the parallels get worse....

* The fact that Kaya, Niccolo, and her own parents SPARED HER KILLER just because of her age, even HUGGING Gabi instead of seeing she was held fully responsible for the death of a loved one. Gabi is not their family, but she took away one of their own, and we’re supposed to buy this notion that they spared Gabi because “it’s what Sasha would have wanted”, something that has NEVER been stated onscreen but instead is a sentiment peddled solely by Gabi’s defenders? In reality, few would ever be so forgiving towards one who murdered one of their own family. And they milk that “children of the forest” bullshit for all its worth once again to disguise their incessant need to keep Gabi in the picture.

* THIS SCENE 

.....I was absolutely seething with rage when this came out, and again when it was rerun just this week on Toonami. To show Sasha in her former glory all while comparing her to her own killer, the context of this scene is enormously offensive and a serious insult to a character much nobler than Gabi Braun EVER was. 

* Every flashback going back to Sasha’s demise. They are fewer and less graphic in the anime but no less upsetting to be forced to recall such an undeserved death scene that in the end, was NOT earned by a story that was already straying too far from what it was. 

* The fact that Connie and Armin actually dined with Gabi and Falco, again......THEY OWE NOTHING TO HER, and they have no problem eating with the murderers of their comrades, including Annie? Just who’s side are they truly on? 

* The fact that Gabi NEVER apologized verbally for Sasha or asked anything further about her or made any further reference to Sasha after she was forgiven. I’m expected to believe she regrets what she stole from Sasha when she never even mustered so much as an “I’m sorry” at any point? I’m expected to believe she sympathizes for Sasha herself? 

* Hearing that bastard Griez badmouth Sasha right in front of Niccolo and her friends and family. As much as I appreciated Yelena blowing his brains out, it’s another one of those scenes we absolutely did not need. Like I said, you do not dare insult Sasha in such a manner, not even if you’re Hajime Isayama. 

* Seeing Sasha anywhere near Marley. Who the hell put her up to that? Why was there any need for her or her friends to be anywhere behind enemy lines, on the side where they were all targets for murder? Sasha and her crew had absolutely no cause to be infiltrating enemy territory in disguise. More disturbingly, we have no confirmation that Sasha ever saw her home again in the time Eren vanished. Was her first trip to Marley the last she ever saw of Paradis? The fact that she met her demise away from her home......

* The fact that Connie was spared over her when he contributed absolutely NOTHING to the plot. Without Sasha, his character and what little semblance of a plot he had were dead in the water, deader than Floch. Sasha was the one who wore the pants in that duo, and without her he was nothing. Why was he the one spared? 

* The fact everything above was used to push GABI BRAUN forward. Sasha was literally used as a plot device for Gabi. Her friends, her family, her NOT boyfriend, her best friend, all became tools to push Gabi forward. And that makes for one of the most contrived and tasteless subplots I’ve ever seen, and not the so called “redemption arc” Gabi’s foolish defenders tout it as. 

* The fact that nothing ever came of Gabi’s survival or so-called redemption, she left the story the same as she entered it, rewarded for her crimes, living the life she stole from Sasha, she sure doesn’t seem bothered or sad for her part in having accelerated the global apocalypse. Never once paid her respects to the person who might have embraced her under different circumstances. 

* Seeing Sasha in the afterlife, which is the last place she should be in this story. Her final smile does NOTHING to alleviate the grief that came with her demise and we don’t know what became of anybody residing in the paths with the final destruction of the Titans or Eren’s death. We don’t know! The fact that she was the only character in the main troupe to wind up here makes her end feel that much more unjustified and unfair. 

* The fact that Gabi’s fans are some of the most obnoxious fans in the entire fanbase, relentlessly placing Gabi on a pedestal with the worst onces insulting those who adored Sasha and are bitter that we were forced to watch Gabi in Sasha’s place. And more recently, the fact that certain fans who identify as Sasha fans unironically defend Gabi. 

* The fact that we can’t look up anything of Sasha without constant reminders of Assassin’s Bullet, Gabi fans got their way from start to finish no matter what but Sasha fans can’t casually enjoy Sasha anymore without this recurring dilemma. Maybe some of you are slow to realize but we don’t wanna see the scenes of Sasha bleeding to death. 

* The fact that Sasha I swear was the only character hit with a “MAJOR DEATH INCOMING” announcement ahead of her demise. I don’t think any other character got hit with that during the course of the manga’s monthly releases. And I challenge you to prove me wrong. 

* The fact that her death was referenced in The Rumbling intro for season four, something I did NOT want to happen. 

* The fact that the enormous untapped potential with Sasha was never fully exploited but Isayama pulled all the stops to force a newbie character in her place who suddenly was the game changer of everything that happened in the story. Sasha was killed off for one of the most forced side characters in the story, one who is a blatant Eren clone who happens to bear unsettling resemblance to Timeskip!Sasha. 

* The fact that Isayama never once expressed any sympathy or regret for how callously Sasha was tossed aside and how the fandom just carried on without a second thought, even now with the knowledge of the manga’s badly received finale. 

And to that I can only say that Isayama and Gabi’s worst and most fanatical fans, to that I say...

I can’t stress enough how much this has bothered me and that every single solitary aspect of how this was handled, the fact that it was put into motion at all, makes me sick to my stomach and has made me bitter and angry when I should have no such feelings. Not a day goes by where I don’t think of this, and no work of fiction is worth that kind of torture. In the end none of it served a purpose, none of it accomplished anything, getting rid of Sasha only served to take down Attack on Titan and I am adamant that if all of this were to go away, we’d have had a much more watchable timeskip and that much less bullshit going on against the backdrop of the Rumbling for it. But because of all this, I no longer gave a shit about the story. Attack on Titan makes me feel angry, it makes me feel disrespected, and it makes me feel betrayed. 

I hate Assassin’s Bullet, I hate the fans who defend it and nothing would make me happier than to see it written out of existence and banned. I still see very valid cause to have the timeskip made noncanon due to the failures of the ending. 

Attack on Titan suffered with the loss of Sasha. And in the end the price paid was simply NOT worth it. Sasha deserved better. And I’m not soon about to get over it. 

The eight words I wish to one day extend to Isayama in person: 

There is no Attack on Titan without Sasha. 

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You Keep Me Hangin' On - Steve Harrington

A/N: sooo, apparently it worked 😂😂😂 thank you to everyone who voted, I might keep this up since it helps me focus on a specific story😊 I mixed three different requests here so I really hope it makes sense, this one is mostly angsty but I am planning on a part two, so let me know what you think  

Requests - dawninparis​ asked: is this how you request something? i don’t know i’m a bit new to all this 😳 anyway i saw you were accepting st request so i was thinking maybe steve and reader are in an established relationship but with all the stuff happening in s4 and reader not being aware of all the supernatural stuff she gets jealous of all the time he spends with nancy and the fact he is hiding everything from you just to protect you and just basically a lot of angst (bc i like to suffer) and ending however u like even tho my heart is easily broken with sad endings 

- Anonymous asked: I would like to request a Steve story that takes place in season 4 where him and reader are dating already. Reader has noticed how awkward he has been around Nancy and vice versa. How they’ve been talking a lot more (good thing Eddie was there to keep them company😉). [full request here]  

- Anonymous asked: Hello babes, I'm not sure if you want to write this but may I request for a Steve Harrington angst to fluff fic? Haha! I just want to torture myself again with all these angsty stories. Somewhere around, reader is pining for steve and thought that she have a chance with steve but the latter thought that maybe he's still not over nancy. Reader felt hurt / embarassed by this and decided to date someone else, when she did steve realizes that she's the one that his heart has been longing for the whole time and not nancy. Thanks

Warnings: pretty angsty and Steve is kind of an asshole but also a jealous asshole xD and Jason (he deserves his own warning) let me know if I missed anything 

Disclaimer: I don’t own Stranger Things :) gif isn’t mine :D  

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You Keep Me Hangin’ On

Set me free why don't you, babe Get out my life why don't you, babe 'Cause you don't really love me You just keep me hangin' on

You had known for a long time now. You had just, for some reason, held on to a stupid little hope that kept you hanging to this stupid little crush. Although it wasn't that little. And that voice in your head that kept you hanging sounded an awful lot like Robin insisting that Steve felt the same way you did.

You tried to believe her. You really did. Steve was very caring and affectionate towards you. You remembered the first time you drove him home, drunk, and he asked you to stay with him. And you did. And he said it felt nice to not wake up alone. And then, it became a natural thing between the two of you. He would call you whenever he needed you. And you would call him whenever you needed him. And he showed up. He always showed up. Which made you believe Robin when she said he felt the same way you did. But neither of you spoke about it. You hugged. You kissed. You did more than kiss. You couldn't imagine your life without him. But you weren't entirely sure if he could do the same. You feared that he could. He could live without you.

And right now, it was more evident than ever. You instantly dove into the water when he was pulled back into the lake. You pulled the bats off him and fought them with whatever you could find before Nancy, Robin, and Eddie also appeared to help. You were about to help him stop the bleeding right before Nancy ripped off the bottom of her blouse and started patching him up. And you saw it. You saw the way Steve looked at her.

"You're bleeding" you were snapped out of your thoughts when you heard Eddie by your side.

"Huh?" you asked, confused.

"Your arm" he pointed out. "It's bleeding" he repeated and you looked down to see that he was right. You hadn't even noticed. You were bleeding. Badly.

"Holy shit!" you panicked a little, not really knowing what to do.

"Here" he said, gently grabbing your hand and taking the black bandana out of his back pocket.

"Oh, I don't want to stain your bandana. I know that's your favorite one" you told him, not really noticing the smile that appeared on his face when you did.

"Don't be ridiculous, princess. It's just a piece of fabric" he insisted, grabbing your hand and cleaning your wound gently. You lifted your head from your arm to watch Eddie as he worked on tightening his bandana around you. You found yourself smiling a little at how careful he was being. He did not seem like the loud, careless guy you always saw in school. "How's that? Is it too tight?" he asked, worriedly.

"N-no. That's perfect" you smiled. "Thank you, Eddie" you told him.

"You know, it was pretty badass, w-what you did" he chuckled.

"It was?" you asked, feeling a little nervous for some reason. You never really thought of yourself as badass enough to get that credit from Eddie Munson, who you considered to be one of the most badass people you knew.

"Yeah, I mean, jumping in the lake and fighting those bats. That was metal, princess" he smirked.

"You also jumped in the lake and fought those bats, Eddie" you reminded him.

"Yeah, but after all of you ladies did" he insisted.

"Well, you still did" you told him. "And that says a lot" you smiled.

"So, uh" Eddie cleared his throat, pulling away from you a little. "This place is like Hawkins, but with monsters and nasty shit?"

"Yeah, pretty much" you nodded.

"Wait, watch out for the vines" Nancy said as Robin started walking around. "It's all a hive mind" she explained.

"It's all a what?" Robin asked.

"All the creepy crawlies around here" you told her. "They're, like, one or something" you told her. "Step on a vine, you're stepping on a bat" you instructed. "You're stepping on Vecna" you finished.

"Shit" Eddie said, next to you.

"But everything from our world is still here, right? Except people?" Robin asked.

"As far as I understand it, yeah" Steve said.

"So, theoretically, we could go to the police station and steal guns and grenades and whatever we need to blow up those bat things that are guarding the gate" Robin suggested.

"I highly doubt the Hawkins PD has grenades, Robin" you told her. "But guns, yeah, sure."

"Well, we don't have to go all the way downtown for guns" Nancy added and everyone looked at her. "I have guns in my bedroom" she shrugged.

"You, Nancy Wheeler" Eddie started. "...have guns, plural, in your bedroom?"

"Full of surprises, isn't she?" Robin asked, excitedly.

"A Russian Makarov and a revolver" Nancy explained.

"Yeah, you almost shot me with that one" Steve said.

"You almost deserved it" Nancy smirked back at him.

You tried to hide your upset expression but Eddie seemed to notice before he threw his jean vest at Steve and he glared back at him a little.

"For your modesty, dude" he said, making Steve roll his eyes before putting it on.

"Hey, are you okay?" Steve asked, walking closer to you.

"I'm fine" you said with a firm smile.

"Did you hurt yourself?" he questioned, looking at your arm.

"Yeah, but don't worry. Eddie fixed it" you told him.

"Oh" Steve said, not entirely loving that part. "O-okay" he sighed.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah, just a scratch" he said, trying to make you laugh.

You barely smiled before you followed Eddie and Robin who were climbing on trees and rocks, careful not to step on the vines. When Robin accidentally stepped on a vine, the five of you felt the Earth moving under you when an earthquake happened. Your instinct almost made you run to Steve, but you saw he quickly grabbed Nancy, who was closer to him, and he pulled her to his side. You couldn't even register the whole thing before you felt two arms grabbing you and making you fall to the ground with him as you felt Eddie's arms tighten around you.

"Holy shit!" you heard Robin, not so far from you.

"So guns seem like a pretty good idea to me" Eddie said.

"Yeah, me too" you said, feeling your cheeks burn a little at how close you were to the metalhead and not noticing a pair of eyes glaring your way. "Uh- um" you cleared your throat. "Thanks" you smiled shyly.

"Don't mention it, princess" he said, helping you up.

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As the five of you walked to the Wheeler's house, Steve could barely register what Nancy was telling him. His eyes were glued to Robin, you, and Eddie walking ahead of them. Specifically between you and Eddie Munson. He noticed he was trying to make you laugh because he could see the worried look on your face. And the worst part was that he was succeeding. He didn't like the feeling he got whenever you laughed at something Eddie Munson said. He didn't like that you had his bandana on your arm. He didn't like that he was walking a little too close to you and the worst part was when he saw his hand trying to reach for yours.

"Uh, yeah, Nance, hold on a second" he said, not even trying to understand what she was talking about as he ran over to the trio in front of him.

"Hey, Eddie" Steve said, catching up with you. "Uh, could I... talk to you?" he asked, making Eddie look at you a little confused. You simply shrugged and Robin pulled you away to go join Nancy instead, leaving the two boys behind.

"What's up, Harrington?"

"Hey, man. Uh... Listen, I just, uh... I just want to say thanks. For saving my ass back there" he smiled.

"Shit. You saved your own ass, man" Eddie told him. "I mean, that was a real Ozzy move you pulled back there!"

"Ozzy?"

"When you took a bite out of that bat. Ozzy Osbourne? Black Sabbath? He bit a bat's head off onstage" he explained as Steve looked at him confused.

"I don't-"

"You know? Doesn't matter" he shrugged. "It's very metal, what you did. That's all I'm saying" he told him.

"Thanks" Steve smiled.

"Henderson told me you were a badass. Insisted on the matter, in fact" he explained.

"Henderson said that?"

"Oh yeah" Eddie nodded.

"Shit!"

"Kid worships you, dude. Like, you have no idea. It's kinda annoying, to be honest" he mocked Steve. "I don't even know why I care what that little shrimp thinks, but, uh, guess I got a little jealous, Steve" he smirked. "I guess I couldn't accept the fact that Steve Harrington was actually a good dude. Rich parents, popular, chicks love him. Not a douche? No way, man. No way" he chuckled. "That, like, flies in the face of all the laws in the universe and my own personal Munson doctrine" he explained, making Steve laugh and roll his eyes a little. "Still super jealous as hell, by the way. Which is why I would never have jumped in that lake to save your ass. Not under any, uh... normal circumstances. Nope. Outside of D&D, I am no hero. I see danger and I just turn heel and run. Or at least that's what I've learned about myself this week" he muttered the last part.

"Give yourself a break, man" Steve insisted.

"See? The only reason I came in here was 'cause those ladies came in straight after you. Now, I was too ashamed to be the one who stayed behind" he explained. "But, your girl, right there" Eddie said, pointing at you, walking ahead of them. "She didn't waste a second. Not one second. She just dove right in" he told Steve as they stopped walking for a moment and Steve looked at you while you walked with Robin. "Now, I don't know what's going on or what happened between you two, but if I were you, I would not take her for granted, man. 'Cause that was as unambiguous a sign of true love as these cynical eyes have ever seen" he told her. "And if you let her go, someone else might not be so stupid" he informed him.

"Are you talking about... someone in specific?" Steve asked, glaring a little at him.

"Maybe" Eddie shrugged, patting his back. "I'm just saying, Harrington. Don't be the douche I always thought you were" he said before he walked away from Steve.

As soon as you all got to Nancy's place, she, Robin, and Eddie started making their way upstairs. You were about to follow them when Steve gently pulled you back.

"Hey" Steve said, smiling nervously at you, a few steps down. "Uh- I just... um, I wanted to ask if uh-" he said, running a hand through his hair as he always did when he was nervous. "If w-we're okay? I mean, are you- uh are you feeling okay?"

"Are you?" you asked, a little confused.

"No- yeah, uh I'm fine" he sighed. "I just wanted to check if you were also... fine?"

"I'm fine" you said with a firm smile before you turned around and you tried going upstairs but Steve stopped you again.

"It's just um... you got hurt" he said, stroking the back of your hand with his thumb as he looked at the bandana wrapped around your arm.

"So did you" you told him. "And I think yours is... much worse" you said, looking at Nancy's blouse wrapped around him.

"No, it's fine" he insisted.

"Great. So, you're fine. I'm fine. We're both..." you sighed. "Just fine" you said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" he asked, frowning.

"Uh- nothing" you quickly said. "We should... get up there-"

"No, what did you mean by that?"

"Steve, this isn't the time or the place-"

"But you're upset!"

"No, I'm not, I just told you, everything is fine!" you insisted.

"Really? So, if everything is fine, why are you spending so much time with Munson?" Steve asked, accusingly.

"Ohh, you noticed that? I figured you'd be too busy with Nancy to even pay attention to anyone else!" you replied.

"Wait, is that what this is about?"

"No! I didn't mean to ugh-! Just... forget about it, okay? We have bigger things to-"

"Shhh!" he shushed you, holding up his finger.

"Um, excuse me?"

"Did you hear that?" he asked, looking the other way and walking away from you.

"Hear what?"

"Henderson!" he said, walking around the empty room.

"Well, it finally happened. He snapped" you muttered under your breath.

"HENDERSON!"

"What's going on?" Nancy asked, walking over to you with Robin, and Eddie.

"I don't know. He thinks he can hear Dustin-"

"I don't think! I can hear him! HENDERSON!"

And then, you heard it.

"Oh, my God! DUSTIN!"

"There has to be a way for them to hear us!" Eddie insisted as the five of you tried to look around the room.

"Wasn't there a way that Will communicated with Joyce when he was here?" Steve asked you, pointing his flashlight at the light in the middle of the living room.

"THE LIGHTS!"

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"You sure you're okay?"

"Yes, Robin, for the fifteenth time, I'm okay" you replied as you two tried to grab anything you could use at the War Zone.

"It's just that you and Steve have barely spoken since-"

"Since he decided to stay back at the UpsideDown because Nancy was cursed by Vecna and he now refuses to leave her side?" you snapped a little. "Sorry" you sighed. "There's just... a lot going on right now" you told her.

"I know that, but... well, you and Eddie on the other hand-"

"What?" you asked, confused.

"Come on, you can't tell me that there's nothing there-" she chuckled.

"There's literally nothing there" you laughed. "I don't think Eddie likes me that way" you rolled your eyes.

"Do you like him that way?" she asked, curiously.

"N-no" you said, nervously. "I don't know. Like I said, there's too much going on right now. And Eddie has been nice to me. He's always nice to me and... I don't know this isn't the time to focus on stupid guys, okay?"

"Love, it's never the time to focus on stupid boys" she laughed, making you laugh a little too but she quickly stopped when she spotted Vickie on the other side of the War Zone with her boyfriend.

"Rob" you said, feeling sorry and placing your hand on her arm.

"Have you ever felt like someone just ripped out your heart?" she asked, looking back at you.

You smiled sadly at her and then looked past her. "Yeah, I... have an idea" you said silently and she followed your stare to see Steve laughing with Nancy at something she had said. "Aw, well that's fun for me" you smiled, sarcastically. "I'm gonna go over there, okay?" you quickly said, walking away from Robin as she rolled her eyes and walked over to Steve, punching his arm.

"Ouch! What the hell, Buckley?!"

"Well, I wouldn't expect to find you here" you turned around hearing that dreadful voice.

"J-Jason" you said, nervously. "Yeah, well, it's just... scary times" you smiled. "Uh- I'm... sorry about Chrissy" you told him.

"Want my advice?" he asked, getting closer to you. "Shotguns are not good for much of anything past killing small birds" he said. "I mean, they got power, sure, but not much range" he said, as you stepped backwards, creating space between the two of you but he got even closer. "And that's just gonna force you into close-range combat, then someone can just grab that barrel like this..." he said, grabbing the weapon from you. "...and redirect it" he said, smiling, making you feel uneasy. "Well, you look nervous" he chuckled.

"Uh -like I said" you tried to smile. "Scary times" you told him. "Could you let go, please?"

"Sorry?"

"She said 'let go'" you heard Steve behind you and you let out a sigh of relief.

"Harrington" he said, letting go of the gun. "Didn't see you there" he said, stepping away.

"Well, now you do so..." Steve said, nodding his head so he would take the hint.

"Lovely seeing you" Jason said, before turning to look back at you.

"Hey, you okay-?"

"We need to go, now" you said, grabbing his hand.

"But-"

"But nothing" you said, pulling him with you. "Eddie's outside" you whispered.

"Right" Steve muttered a bit upset. Munson.

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"Hey" you were snapped out of your thoughts when Eddie sat down on the grass, next to you.

"Hi" you smiled.

"So... I guess this is a dumb question but... how are you feeling?"

"Funny, I was just going to ask you the same thing" you smiled.

"Me? I'm having the time of my life, princess. Are you kidding me? We're about to go to the UpsideDown and fight for our lives, really... it's where I pictured my life at this point, he chuckled, making you laugh a little.

"You know, you don't have to do this, Eddie" you insisted.

"Are you trying to rob me of my hero arc, princess?" he said, making you laugh, which you didn't know how was possible with how anxious you were feeling. "I was just going to tell you the same thing" he told you.

"It's just... you've been through a lot in like... what, 48 hours?"

"Yeah, it's been intense but... well, you being here kinda makes it better" he admitted.

"It does?" you asked, feeling your cheeks burn.

"Yeah" he insisted. "I mean, if... it were up to me, I wouldn't want the situation of us hanging out to be in a creepy world fighting this... monster but... I guess it's pretty badass" he chuckled.

"Well, if it involves you I would assume it would have to be badass" you smiled, making him blush a little. "So... if it were up to you... what would the situation be? U-us hanging out?"

"Well- uh-"

"Hey, Munson!" Steve said, suddenly appearing and interrupting the two of you. "Um... Henderson's asking for you" he said.

"Um- sure" Eddie said, looking back at you. "Sorry, princess. Raincheck?"

"Sure" you smiled as he got up and he helped you up too. "See you in a bit" you told him before Steve replaced his place.

"What was that?"

"What was what?" you asked, confused.

"You and Munson?"

"We were just talking" you shrugged.

"Is there something going on between the two of you?"

"What? What are you talking about, Steve?"

"I just find it interesting that every time I look at you he just happens to be there" he said, glaring at you a little.

"Well, maybe we were just talking about our part of the plan, since you made me stay back with him and Dustin!"

"I knew you were upset about that! Nancy and I just decided this was the best way to make the teams!"

"Oh, what a lovely coincidence that you get to go with Nancy!"

"And Robin!" he added. "Why does that make you so upset? Because you don't get to come and physically kill Vecna with us? I need you to stay back with Eddie and Dustin!"

"Why? Because you don't trust me as much as Nancy!? You don't-" you stopped yourself before you could say 'You don't love me as much as you love Nancy'.

"Nancy knows what she's doing!"

"Oh, and I don't? We were all down there, Steve! And in case you didn't notice, I was the first one to jump when you were dragged back into that lake! Not Nancy! I am just as capable as she is-!"

"I didn't say you weren't but I just..." he sighed, running a hand through his hair, frustrated. "I need you to stay back with Dustin and Eddie okay?"

"Fine!" you said, reluctantly. "I can't do this anymore Steve" you sighed.

"Sweetheart, I know it'll be hard, but we have this plan and-"

"No, not that! This!" you said pointing at him and yourself. "I am tired of just being your option when Nancy is not around!"

"That's not true and this isn't the time to-"

"Right... it's never the time" you sighed.

"Well, not when we're about to go face Vecna in the fucking UpsideDown!"

"You're going to face Vecna with Nancy and Robin! I'm staying back with Eddie and Dustin!"

"That's not how it is!"

"Yes, it is! That's the plan that you two came up with! Together!"

"Look, what do you want from me? It made more sense this way!"

"Just admit that you still have feelings for Nancy and be done with it so I can just... I don't know, move on!"

"M-move on? From us?"

"There is no us, Steve! Is there?"

"Why would you say that?"

"I don't know, Steve! I'm tired! I'm tired and I can't do this anymore! It's not fair!"

"Ugh! I'm not trying to make you feel like this on purpose! I don't have feelings for Nancy, okay? Why does everyone think that I still have feelings for Nancy?"

"Oh, really? Everyone thinks so? So, I'm not the only one then!" you said, feeling your heart starting to break.

"No! I didn't mean it like that! Nancy is my friend! Okay! That is it! I care about her and I don't want her to die!"

"Nobody wants her to die, Steve! But you keep following her around like a lost puppy-!"

"How would you even know since you decided to stay with Munson every chance you get?! I can't believe you're being this dramatic over Nancy. SHE'S MY FRIEND!" he snapped. "Look, I don't want to fight with you, we are all on edge, and... I just... I need to do this, and I need you to stay with Dustin and Munson!"

"I don't want to fight with you either, Steve, and I know this is probably the worst possible time, I just-"

"Hey, guys!" Dustin shouted, interrupting you. "Time to go!"

Steve sighed, tiredly and looked back at you, not really knowing what else to say, so you did.

"You know what? You're right, we have more important things to deal with right now" you smiled with tears in your eyes and you placed your hand on his arm. You were about to follow Dustin but Steve pulled you back, pulling your hand.

"Listen, I care about Nancy, yes. Of course, I do. But, I swear, she's just my friend" he told you. "And I care about you too. I do, a lot" he said, nervously. But something wasn't letting you believe him anymore.

"As a friend?" you asked, with your voice breaking a little.

"It's... complicated" he said, making your heart break into little pieces. "And I swear we'll talk about it, after this, I just-" he sighed, running a hand through his hair.

Something was telling you that he would never love you as he did Nancy. That little voice was becoming louder than Robin's telling you he loved you just as you loved him. And you felt your eyes watering. And you knew he could see it, but he didn't say anything. Because you knew time was running out and you had to follow Dustin. So you just smiled sadly at Steve and cupped his cheek with your hand.

"I love you, Steve" you whispered, having the strangest feeling in your heart that this may be the only chance you would get to tell him this, so you kissed his cheek. Like you always did and you gave him the saddest smile Steve had ever seen on someone. "And I really hope you get her back someday."

To Be Continued

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[Part 2] 

A/N: sooo, I am definitely not evil enough to just leave it there :D this is definitely going to have a part two... so let me know what you think xD (and also, who you think she should stay with) 

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Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles December challenge.

Best Part of the Day

Prompt Day 17: Platonic Stobin | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: T | CW: None | Tags: S4, Platonic Stobin, Ride to School, Pre-Steddie

Steve honks the horn, and sips from his mug of coffee. It won't fit in his cup holder, so he has to rest it on his thigh. He honks again, and a minute later Robin rushes out of the front door of her house, towards his waiting car.

Arms flailing, she screams, "Hold on, I'm coming!" 

It makes Steve chuckle. She's the one about to be late to school, not him. He's graduated. Family Video doesn't open for another two plus hours. He's got plenty of time to kill this morning, but he knows she doesn't want the tardy. He knows her like the back of his hand. The front of his hand? 

His whole hand. For sure.

Robin fumbles with the trunk, and he watches as she unlocks it. It was just easier to give her the damn spare key instead of him having to get out every morning and unlock it.

She finally piles into the front seat, with a huff, "What are we waiting for? You're gonna make me late, dingus!"

He rolls his eyes.

"Good morning to you, too," he says, handing her his mug of coffee. He might as well. She's gonna take it from him, sooner or later. She always does. He opens the console, and hands her the bagel that he's wrapped in a paper towel, before leaning to look back over his shoulder, reversing them back onto the street. 

He glances at her out of the corner of his eye, and she's alternating between drinking coffee, and eating the bagel. Getting sesame seeds all over the floor mat. He'll have to stop by the car wash and vacuum it after he drops her off.

"There's an away game tonight," she says, done with the bagel, and now holding his coffee in one hand, putting her mascara on with the other. He watches, not sure how she's doing it one-handed.

"Yeah, the kids have told me a thousand times, like I've somehow suddenly forgotten how a basketball schedule works since graduating," Steve says, annoyed.

"I have to ride the activity bus to the game, but if you can forge me a note again, I'll ride home with you. Dibs on the front seat," she says.

Steve laughs. He's been roped into taking Dustin, Mike and Max, and Dustin's gonna hate that she's called dibs, but fair is fair. Dustin can have the front seat on the way to Hartford City. 

They head down the highway, and Robin tells him about her morning. He nods, listens, and analyzes more about Vickie than he ever imagined possible. It's a ritual at this point. She pines. He gives advice she won't take.

They argue. They banter. 

Rinse, repeat. 

Day after day, morning after morning.

But it's often the best part of his day.

He's trying to explain exactly why she should just go for it, when Steve catches movement out of the corner of his eye, and realizes they're about to be broadsided by a van, that as far as Steve can tell, has no driver.

Steve slams on the brakes, stopping short as the van whips onto the highway from a side road, cutting him off. The driver's head just barely popping into view, mere seconds before he needed to make the turn.

"Watch it, asshole!" Steve screams, slamming his hand on the steering wheel. 

"Uh, Steve?" Robin says, and he turns to look at her, and she's wearing the coffee. Brown splotches staining her white blouse, running all over his leather seats. 

"Are you hurt? Did you get burned?" he asks, patting her arm down, like that'll help.

"Well, it doesn't feel great! But I think I'll live," she says. "But I don't have time to go back home and change, I'm going to be so late. Detention for me, yay," she says sarcastically.

"Take off your shirt," Steve says, and she cuts him a look, "Not like that, Jesus, Robin. I don't want to see your boobies."

He snaps his fingers, and gives her the hurry up motion.

So, she does, and he takes off his shirt, too, and stretches his hand out to offer it to her. She takes it, and slips it over her head. It's too big, but she says she doesn't care, because that's the style, apparently.

"Thanks, dingus," she says, and he slides his arms back through the holes of his vest. No shirt underneath. He looks ridiculous.

At the school, they both get out, and Robin digs out her notepad, and turns around. Steve lays the notebook on her back, and writes the note, forging Mrs. Buckley's signature to get Robin off the activity bus on the way home. 

"There, done," he says, swatting her on the back with the notebook, and she takes it and rushes towards the building, turning back towards him.

"Thanks, Steve! See you tonight!" she yells and then she turns and runs away from the parking lot faster.

"Yeah, yeah," he mutters, but he smiles as she goes.

"Nice fashion statement, Harrington," Eddie Munson interrupts, as he climbs out of the same goddamn van that caused this whole problem in the first place. He should have known Eddie "The Freak" Munson was involved.

Steve looks down at his bare chest.

"Well, I had a shirt until you cut us off and Robin spilled coffee all over herself," Steve snaps.

"I don't know what you're talking about, that doesn't sound like me at all. I'm a great driver," Eddie says, digging around and coming up with a black, metal lunchbox.

His drugs. Steve knows all about Eddie, and his dealing business.

"Yeah, sure you are," Steve snips, turning to get into the driver's seat. He has no interest in engaging with Eddie Munson at ten 'til eight in the morning. No goddamn way.

"Nice to see you, King Steve," Eddie snarks, walking awfully slowly towards the school for someone that nearly ran them off the road to get here today.

What a dickhead.

Notes: Eddie definitely saw Steve in that no-shirt/vest combo and when presented with the opportunity to see it again in the Upside Down, and in his own vest no less, he took it, lol.

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hi! i love ur writing! i have a req for billy, and if you're not interested in it, thanks anyway :) so, his vibe in the show makes me think that he uses sex to feel the love he's denied at home, esp in s3 with him playing into the hands of creepy adult women who objectify him as soon as he turns 18. maybe you could write smth abt that? like, he doesn't understand the non-sexual intimacy and unconditional love that the reader gives him, breaks down, and they comfort him/tell him he's worth more?

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words || 𝟜.𝟙𝕜

summary || in which the reader can’t explain why she rejected billy to him

a/n || okay second billy request published! if you have any more, send them my way. ➵ loved the request, sorry it took so long to get out, and i took a little bit of creative liberty with it, so i hope you enjoy ➵ this is an a.u. where billy was not possessed, and instead left after being stood up by mrs. wheeler. set in s3 but without any major mentioned plot points. ➵ there are no spoilers for s4

warnings || angst/fluff

billy didn’t hear the doorbell the first time it rung. however, his bedmate did - some girl he’d picked up after his shift yesterday night. she poked at his sleeping form, ushering him awake as the bell rang again. he looked at her with eyes too groggy to fully take anything in and, upon deciphering half of her mumbles, he realized someone was at the door. he rose to his feet, ignoring her requests to get him hurry back to bed. 

he opened the door in a state less than decent: only a pair of basketball shorts around his waist and his chest bare - a light dew on it due to the mid-july heat. luckily, for him, the person in front of him had seen him in much less a least a few times before, so she didn’t worry about what impression he gave off.

“what - what’re you doing here?” y/n looked at him with a soft smile, knowing of his sometimes careless nature.

“we said we’d go to the mall before work?” his hand goes to his face as he attempts to wipe off the last remnants of sleep. a light groan left his form, prompting y/n to continue, “i mean, if you’re busy, we can do it some other day-”

“no,” billy shook his head, “no, let’s do it. i’ve just - i’ve got a-”

“billy!” a voice came from billy’s room, and y/n scoffed lightly. billy knew it was a playful one, but it still sent a twang of guilt down him.

“-i’ve got a guest.” he finishes, before sighing, “look, can you just give me a minute.” y/n smiles a little, before nodding.

“yeah, take your time.” her voice is soft, as if she’s worried that the girl upstairs would hear them. billy turned back towards his room. 

to say billy didn’t like y/n would be incorrect. billy wouldn’t pass up a night with most girls in hawkins, and almost all of them would fawn for the opportunity of one. all that he’d met - except one. he didn’t know if y/n simply didn’t find him attractive or what it was, but she knew she made it very clear the first time they’d met: she wasn’t interested in sleeping with him.

by that point, billy was going to simply stop talking with her; what would be the point if there was no payoff the next night? nevertheless, she did talk to him, and he realized that - obviously - there was more to her than whatever billy was imagining. they became friendly after that - but barely ever friendly.

well, except for that one time. it’d been a friday night, the both of them having been provided a few 6-packs by one of y/n’s older friends. billy knew y/n was bit of a lightweight, so he matched her at a 2 to 1 ratio. knowing well what the consequences of their actions would be come tomorrow morning, the two were getting drunk off their ass. billy knew y/n liked to get chatty when drunk - well, it was more a mix of half-hearted mumbles - but this time, she was oddly quiet. with every sip, she’d rub up her arms - only covered by a light blouse - in an attempt to warm up further. billy was always a bit quiet - more calm - with her, so he slipped his denim jacket without a word. she mumbled a quiet ‘thank you’, shuffling just a few inches closer to him. she was warm - regardless of what her body said - and he appreciated the replaced heat. she was looking earnestly at the moon, and he realized that he truly did miss their usual conversation.

“what’re you looking at?” he mumbles - a vague attempt at starting one.

“moon.” a light laugh escapes him, the directness of her words comical in his hazy head.

“why?” it was a dumb question, but his brain thought it was the only way to continue. y/n sighs deeply, leaning back and resting tentatively on his chest.

“it - it’s pretty.” he smiles at the simplicity of her reasoning. 

“you’re pretty.” he felt her still her breathing for a second as her body stiffened against him. it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary - billy had a tendency to flirt with her, a tendency that only increased when he was drunk. many a time, his comments were heavy-handed, and reciprocated with either a laugh or a light smack.

this time, though, it was sincere - a sincere compliment. billy knew that she was beautiful, you’d be blind not to see it. and she knew that too, but billy supposed he’d never exactly said it like this before. so directly, without any connotation to it. he supposed that was why she had stiffened - out of shock. however, he was the one to be shocked when she turned to face him.

“billy?” it was a question, and billy wasn’t sure what would come next.

“yeah?” 

“i - um-” she stumbles on her words, and billy looks down at her. she looked real pretty in his jacket. the proximity of their faces spurred him on, bringing his face down an inch. in a confidence he absolutely did not expect from her, she raised her own, bringing her hands to gently cup his cheeks. her lips were soft - so soft - against his own, and he reciprocated with a hunger - he wasn’t sure where it came from - and she kissed him with a similar passion. 

when she did break away, it was sudden - as if she snapped out of some trance. billy could hear her exhale sharply, before she gave him his jacket. he couldn’t remember too much after that, only that she was leaving him with 2 more unopened bottles and a newly opened box of questions.

the next morning, upon scavenging his medicine cabinet for painkillers, he brought up these questions. he did it in his standard way - of teasing her - while dancing around the central question he had. 

do you want me - like i want you?

but he never got the chance to get to asking that question, as she dodged his teasing with pursed lips, and a fantastic ability to ice out that one topic of conversation. 

billy didn’t ask about it again - not wanting to upset her. but, he still asked himself that question over and over, it clouding the recesses of his mind.

y/n remembered a lot more of that night than billy did. she remembered how she’d left him on his porch, how she’d rushed inside to get her things, and how she barely waved him a goodbye before booking it to head back to her own place. it seemed billy had forgotten those parts - all the better for her. she would be perfectly content with never mentioning it again - including her extremely odd reaction. 

her not having to revisit her behavior made it easier for her not to revisit her emotions tied with that night. because thinking about them would only lead her to a conclusion she could never come to terms with.

she was in love with billy hargrove.

she knew billy probably thought she didn’t find him attractive, or that she was only platonically attached to him. she did give off that impression, rejecting him outright when they first met, brushing off all of his attempts to flirt, barely ever indicating that she saw him in that way. it was an easy assumption to make, and was one she was desperately trying to align her own thoughts with.

but she knew that the real reason she rejected him had been because - considering all the rumors about the guy - she simply could not bear to just be a fuck-buddy. the real reason she never flirted back was that it hurt too much for him to treat her like he was actually interested, when y/n knew he would never truly feel what she does. and she never tripped up in the act - knowing that it would ruin the best thing she’d had in a long time. 

she felt her shoulders heave as she remembered that night.

her shift at the local boutique was shorter than usual. it was getting shorter everyday, the older shop owner patting her on the back as she urged her to leave, knowing that customers were taking their dollars over to the new starcourt mall. as much as she loved the job, she knew its days were numbered ever since the mall had opened up.

she checked her bag to make sure she had everything: two sandwiches, two cokes and a bottle of sunscreen. billy was always hungry after his shifts, and that man used far too much sunscreen for his job. it was a short walk, littered with a few people waving hello - sammy from the bookstore, clara and jane from the grocery store, and mrs. byers from the general store. 

as soon as she entered the pool, she looked up to see his usual post abandoned, the lifeguard seat looking particularly barren over the sea of people - quite literally. she clutched her bag a bit tighter, not looking forward to having to scour the area to look for him, when she spotted him.

she felt a knot in her stomach twist a bit, her eyebrows furrowing as she saw billy speaking to mrs. wheeler. as much as she wished the interaction was purely innocent, knowing billy, and knowing that look on his face, she knew it was anything but. unable to witness it further, she finds solace in the shade of a tree by the parking area of the pool, standing a mere 50 meters from billy’s car. her face feels splotchier than usual in the summer heat, and she rubs her palms across her cheeks to soothe the burning heat of anger. 

as she tucks her air behind her ear, she sees him walking out. quickly, she adjusts the bag on her shoulder, moving forward so as to meet him. his face lights up from one of confusion upon seeing her, greeting her with a warm smile. her reciprocation is half-hearted at best.

“hey, where were you? i missed you by the pool.” one of his common jibes, the suggestion that he thought about her that much whenever they were apart. if he truly did, he wouldn’t have mrs. wheeler making ‘fuck me’ eyes at him in the middle of the pool. 

“you seemed busy, so i waited out here” the response was cold. she wanted to feel bad, but couldn’t bring herself to, the image of the two talking being burned into her skull, “here.” she sort of drops the sandwich and drink into his hands, her attitude is fully dismissive, and she just hopes he won’t pick up on it.

he does, but it’s not until about midway through his sandwich. eerily familiar to his favorite memory of her, the usual chatterbox seemed to be at a loss of words.

“hey, you alright?” seeming to snap her out of her thoughts, she blinked at him as she processed the question.

“huh? oh, yeah, yeah, i’m fine. just tired, i guess.” she takes another sip of her coke, before clearing her throat, “what did mrs. wheeler want?” she wanted to kick herself for asking, both knowing she was making the situation far more obvious than it had to be, and also knowing that she really didn’t want to know the answer. she supposed some small part of her just hoped that he would say something that would allow this growing, messy knot in her stomach to quell. he laughs a bit, smiling into his sandwich.

“yeah - invited her over for a few private swim lessons.” billy never had a problem mentioning his various dates, knowing that y/n wasn’t anywhere near a prude. and most days, she could hear him say something like that without trouble. today, however, she felt her mouth dry, making it incredibly difficult for her to swallow her bite. after a cough, she looks at him in shock. 

“billy, she’s married. and twice your age.” he shrugged.

“so? she’s hot.” y/n looked at him, before realizing that she couldn’t stand being in the enclosed space anymore. she, instinctively looking at her wrist, quickly made some excuse about having to help her folks back home. she got out of the car without much of a goodbye.

billy watched as she walked away, feeling a sense of deja-vu.

y/n got home, her eyes swimming with tears that she never thought she’d let fall. she could not believe she’d let this stupid crush affect her this much. now, not only did she probably confuse billy, she probably ruined his mood as well. she sighed as she walked in her door, placing her near-empty bag down as she sprawled across her bed.

what the hell was wrong with her? billy had - many a time - told her about hot women he was talking to, his dates, and his women of the night. she could always feel the green bubbling that was jealousy somewhere deep under her skin, but she could always brush it off. 

this time, however, something as innocent as a conversation had sparked such a visceral reaction from her. well, she supposed it wasn’t just the conversation, moreso the implication of what it would blossom. she couldn’t believe how far billy would go for simply sex - willing to be with a married woman, one who was so much older than him.

she always knew it was never just the thought of billy with other women that pissed her off so much, rather, the nonchalance of it all. had it been the former, y/n knew an easy fix: billy had tried to fuck her since they’d met, and it’d be just as easy to ‘yes’ now. no - she had a much deeper condolence.

billy didn’t care. sure, he would makes her breakfast sometimes, he buys her little gifts, and he likes making sure she’s alright - but he didn’t care. if he did, he would understand how deeply he needed to understand that she couldn’t just be a fuck-buddy. because she cares about him far too much.

the cigarette dangling from billy’s mouth was causing a cloud of smoke to block his view of the mirror, but he’d already checked his appearance a few times. he sat down, a smirk on his face, as he thought about mrs. wheeler. god, mrs. wheeler. as he thought about their conversation, his smile faded a bit.

god, y/n. she’d seemed upset in his car, but, for the life of him, he wasn’t sure why. he thought that he might have been too crude that afternoon, but she’d never particularly reacted like that before. he thought of what she said.

“billy, she’s married. and twice your age.”

sure, mrs. wheeler wasn’t his usual type - and he knew somewhere in the deep recesses of his mind that this match was odd at best and predatory at worst. he knew he had a reputation, and the look he maintained went well with that reputation. he’d seen mrs. wheeler and her crowd ogling him for 2 weeks straight, he just returned the favor by paying attention, he supposed. besides, he hadn’t had sex in a while, and this was a welcome distraction from everything else in his life. 

he’d heard y/n joke that he had a craving, a joke he never necessarily dismissed. maybe it was true, and maybe it wasn’t. maybe it wasn’t just the sex, maybe it was the people that he could have next to him as he went to sleep. he never particularly had an attraction to any of these girls, but he still liked the thought of someone being wrapped around him as he went to bed.

he assumed y/n knew, as she held him often. billy knew how it looked like to others - a friend wrapping her arms around him like that - but he could not care less. she felt too soft for him to care.

it’d been a couple days since she’d walked out on him, and the two hadn’t spoken much. she realized how physically easy it was, as much as the both of them enjoyed joking about how small this town, it was more than easy enough to not cross paths with him as she went about her day.

that didn’t mean it was easy, though.

she found herself alone on a friday night - something that hadn’t happened for months. she was in the kitchen, preparing dinner. her parents were out of the house for the weekend, and she felt content in being able to use her own space. as she finished cutting up vegetables, she heard a knock at the door. her brows furrow as she checks the clock. it was late - far too late for a door-to-door salesman or a chatty neighbor saying hello. she wiped her hands, assuming her parents had forgotten something, and opened the door.

her jaw fell open at the familiar blond in front of her. his expression was hard, and his features a stark contrast from his usual smiles and smirks around her. she gulped a little, thankful she’d turned the heat down on her potatoes.

“billy?” her voice seemed to soften his expression, and he let out a small sigh through his teeth.

“can - can i come in?” his voice is a little shaky, and, suddenly, she’s very concerned. she’d always hated seeing him upset.

“yeah - yeah, of course.” he walks into the house he’d been in several times before, with a newfound uncertainty, his hands rubbing a bit as he glanced around, “my parents aren’t home, so feel free to sit.” her voice is also quiet, as she lets billy follow her into the kitchen. she doesn’t really look at him, deciding instead to check on the potatoes, before setting a pan to warm on the stove. as she clicks the gas knob into place, she turns her head to see billy seeming lost at her kitchen door. she smiles softly, waving her hand at him, “you can come in, you know.” he seems to be surprised by her words, before he realizes that he’s standing rather oddly. he steps inside, and y/n hands him a toothpick.

“i - huh?” he looks confused by the stick in his hand, before she points at the potatoes. 

“see if they’re done, will you?” billy nods, looking over to poke one of them. he wasn’t fully comfortable in a kitchen, but the two of them found a rhythm, working in mostly silence unless she gave some sort of instruction to him.

finally, she plated the meal, handing one over to him as they both sat at the dinner table. it wasn’t common for the two of them to be eating a meal so conventionally: most of their meals were eaten at back-end diners, on their front porches or in the back of billy’s car. he didn’t mind, though - he supposed he needed some conventionality. they ate quietly, with the only words billy was saying were mumbled praises of the food. 

although y/n was the one to talk most, billy was never this quiet. especially with his appearance being so sudden, she assumed that he’d have more to say. deciding to start the conversation, she takes a sip of water to clear her throat.

“you didn’t call.” it was a statement, but she meant it as more of a question. usually, should billy decide to come around, he’d call to know if her parents were home. he had a shockingly good track record with her parents, but it was exclusively because he was able to imitate the perfect facade of a polite gentleman. this time, though, all of that was missing.

“oh, i - i guess i forgot. sorry.”

“no - it’s okay.” they were unsure what to say to each other - the few days of silence weighing heavy on any prospective conversation. so, succumbing to the awkwardness, the pair stayed silent as they finished their meals.

as billy placed their plates into the sink, he wiped his hands on a towel and turned to y/n. he heaved a long sigh.

“she stood me up. i was in my car - that’s why i didn’t call.” y/n’s eyes widen, immediately realizing who he was talking about.

“oh - oh, billy, i’m sorry.” she doesn’t really know what more to say. i mean, billy was never really rejected, but he knew the whimsical nature of his plans - did he not realize others may behave similarly?

“it’s - it’s real stupid. i just,” he exhaled again, “think i was a distraction anyways.” she can hear the sadness in his voice, even though he tries to hide it. without giving it much thought, she wrapped her arms around him. she knew the action calmed him, and she wanted nothing more than him being calm.

“god-” she exclaimed as she rested her head on his shoulder, “don’t say that.” billy scoffs a bit, separating so as to look at her face.

“yeah? and why not? i know all these girls think i’m a distraction - a city boy to uproot their corny suburbia. you wanna know why i know that?” y/n didn’t respond, so he let go of her, turning his back to her, “because that’s all they are to me.” she wraps her arms around herself, trying to replace his warmth.

“that’s not true.” her voice is small, but it’s loud enough for him to hear, and then laugh - a humorless laugh.

“yes, it is.” his words make her feel a little ill.

“no, it’s not. because you were never a distraction to me.” billy turns back to her, shaking his head.

“yeah, but you’re not those girls-”

“i am, billy - i want you as much as those girls do. just… in a different way.” his eyes widen at the confession, and she wraps her arms tighter into her, wanting to melt into the wallpaper.

“but - but you said-”

“i know what i said. i just - i didn’t say no to you because i didn’t want you. it was because i didn’t just want you like that.” they both knew exactly what she meant, and when billy didn’t respond, she shook her head and closed her eyes, scared to look him in his, “i’m sorry, that wasn’t fair of me to say-” she nearly jumped at the feel of his fingers unwrapping her arms from herself. 

“you want me?” she can’t respond, worried for his reaction, so he repeats himself, “y/n, please look at me. i need to - damn, i need to know. do you want me like i want you?” she doesn’t the process the question for a second, but - once she does - her eyes snap open to look at his. she searches for some indication of him teasing her or joking, but his eyes are as serious as her own.

“you - you want me, too?” billy’s smile tugs at his lips at her confusion.

“what - you think the flirting’s all a joke?” he can see her eyes light up in a smile, but her mouth remains agape.

“i just always assumed it was a default setting,” it makes him laugh, and he looks down at her, finding himself forgetting every single woman he’d been with in the past. in fact, the only thing he could focus on was her face, and the memory of the first time they’d kissed.

he felt her hands reach up to cup his cheeks, an action that seemed almost familiar to him, as she leaned into him. just like before, she kissed him with passion, but this time, she didn’t try to pull away from him, an expression of regret obvious on her face. no, she kissed him as if she craved him, and he knew the feeling well, digging his fingers into her sides as if he was worried she’d dematerialize in his hands. 

he was the one to break from her, wanting to see her again. it felt like he was looking at a new person - such a shock to him that she actually felt like he did. 

but, when he kissed her, he knew she was the same girl who’d kissed him that drunken night - wanting him so bad, but scared to say so. 

[chere-indolente]

Hi!! How did you learn to make maxis match clothes? I would like to start doing it uwu

Hi ! So to be fair I don't remember exactly how I went about starting making CC at the very beginning except from reading tutorials and downloading Sims4Studio but here are the steps I more or less followed in my CC making journey.

First off I was already quite used to some picture editing softwares (namely Gimp and Photoshop) which definitely helped so I would recommend familiarising yourself with one of these.

Then comes the gateway drug to CC creation that are ✨recolors✨. For those you just need S4S and a picture editing software of your choice. Recolors can be quite simple : maybe you just want to change an item's color or add patterns to it. But with a little more editing/drawing skills you can also remove/add some details to the diffuse texture.

Here is a link to a short tutorial for a simple recolor using gimp by @smubuh

To keep the maxis match aesthetic the easiest way to go is to be a 🙌scavenger🙌 : you want to add buttons / belts / lace / embroidery / whatever to your texture ? Steal it from an other Sims 4 item ! Just look at your CAS and BB in game as a catalogue of all the details and textures you could frankenstein onto your project.

Maybe you'll be content with making recolors forever but if like me you start wanting to make something with a shape that doesn't already exist in game or in the CC world out there, you will have to deal with mesh. (the mesh is the 3D shape of the item as opposed to the 2D texture that is applied onto it) Meshing has a steeper learning curve than recoloring for sure so arm yourself with as much calm and patience as you can muster. First you'll need to download Blender, I recommend downloading the same Blender version as the one used in the tutorial you choose to follow because if you're anything like me you'll get lost otherwise. Also use a mouse, the scroll wheel makes moving around in blender so much easier than using a laptop touch pad like I did at the start 🤡.

And now that you have blender and a mouse time to mess around with meshes and for that like everyone I started (and honestly I mostly still stick to it nowadays) by frankenmeshing. Sticking to the frankenstein/scavenger theme from earlier, this is quite similar to what I described with scavenging textures, except this time we're combining meshes aka shapes : see a collar you like on that blouse, a sleeve you like on that dress ? Bam put them together !

For example here is a handydandy frankenmesh tutorial by @deetron-sims

Outside of frankenmeshing other ways to tranform meshes are to inflate and stretch parts of it (want a bigger skirt ? a shorter jacket ? the O key is your friend). And if you want to go beyond what I have you can also learn how to create meshes from scratch.

That being said dealing with meshes is full of surprises (mostly bad ones unfortunately), since you may have to deal with distorted weights, UV1 and whatever else, so it involved a lot of trouble shooting and trial & error. Being part of the S4S forum or the Creator Musing discord can be very helpful when you're at a loss (but always google and search for yourself before going around asking people).

Finally it's important to keep in mind that it takes time to learn how to make CC so don't be too hard on yourself and take breaks when it gets too frustrating. Personally it took me many months to graduate from recolors to frankesmeshing, I had to give up and try again many times before I finally got what I wanted.

Here are some more tutorials and resources :

@myshunosun made this great post about Maxis matched CC : Tips: components of creating Maxis Match objects for The Sims 4

@powluna has great video tutorials for beginners, especially this well rounded one that goes in details throught all of CAS CC creation (from the use of S4S all the way to blender) with neat little chapters so you can watch only the parts that you're focusing on at a time

S4S forum in addition to the S4S software itself this forum provides plenty of tutorials and a CC creator community

The Creator Musing discord is also full of links to various tutorials and resources (and once again a community of peers)

Specifically for Blender :

@ravasheencc's Resources Archive, I remember especially her Blender Basics Video being quite helpful when I was starting out

@surely-sims's Edutainment Lives which you can find on her twitch, mainly focused on Build&Buy CC

PS : I didn't mention the normal/bump map and the specular map because they are very much optional. I honestly didn't use these until a few months ago and even now I don't bother with them most times

[simciety-ccfinds]

Male CC Finds (Part 1)

*I did not make this content! All custom content is credited to the creator*

I will not re-upload, convert,  recolor or retexture meshes or any other content per the creators TOU (which I do read). I do not get paid by commission, website traffic, or reviews.   You will be redirected to the creator's page for download instructions

I did not create these sims

Thank you & Happy Simming!

Tops

#1 - Tank Top | Gorilla Gorilla Gorilla on Patreon

#2 - Oversized T-Shirt III | Gorilla Gorilla Gorilla on Patreon

#3 - Basic Hoodie | Gorilla Gorilla Gorilla on Patreon

#4 - The Sims Resource - toksik - Strike Jersey

#5 - Washed T-Shirt | Gorilla Gorilla Gorilla on Patreon

#6 - The Sims Resource - toksik - Balae Shirt

#7 - The Sims Resource - Bomber Jacket with Rolled up Sleeves

#8 - Slim Fit Turtleneck | Gorilla Gorilla Gorilla on Patreon

#9 - Destroyed T-Shirt | Gorilla Gorilla Gorilla on Patreon

#10 - 1990's Vibes Outfit Set - Moood X Rona | RONA_SIMS on Patreon

#11 - The Sims Resource - Tuxedo Shirt with Vest

#12 - Leather Vest (darte77.blogspot.com)

#13 - High School Bomber Jacket (darte77.blogspot.com)

#14 (Careful with this one, many popups and ads) - Layered Jersey M (nitropanic.net)

#15 - Nascar Tee & EE Short and Bass Pro Shop Cap (kiegrosssims.wixsite.com)

#16 - The Sims Resource - Industrialize 3 Pack Sweatshirts

#17 - Drake shirt | amelylina on Patreon

Sets

#18 - The Sims Resource - Men FullBody Tracksuits

#19 - The Sims Resource - Men's Slim-Fit Suit - Set

#20 - The Sims Resource - Men Colorful Tracksuits

#21- SIMSIMI S4 TRACK SET (tistory.com)

#22 - pixel peeps (tumblr.com)

#23 - The Sims Resource - ChloeM-Blouse Set Male

#24 - The Sims Resource - Brandon evening

Bottoms

#25 - Slim Fit Jeans | Gorilla Gorilla Gorilla on Patreon

#26 - The Sims Resource - Belaloallure_Adam pants

#27 - The Sims Resource - Slim Fit Jeans

#28 - The Sims Resource - Men Cargo Trousers

#29 - https://tinyurl.com/2p9ea5yp

#30 - The Sims Resource - Belaloallure_Danny shorts

#31 - Jeans (darte77.blogspot.com)

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