#suzy down to earth

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Down to Earth: #2

Kade, walking into his house: Hello, people who do not live here. 

Suzy: Hey. 

Ethan: Hi!

Cherri: Hello.

Kade: I gave you the key to my place for emergencies only! 

Cherri: We were out of Doritos.

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how did Kade not think of teaching her such a basic thing like currency, bro

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Eddie's girl

Plot- the party agreed on 1 thing only, do not let the new girl meet Eddie Munson (fluff)

Master-list

Steve and Robin were talking at the counter about his latest date. Well, Steve was, and Robin was mocking him.

 “I'm telling you, she was insane. She poured half the container of salt on her noodles. Who goes to an Indian restaurant and gets buttered noodles? " Steve complained.

Robin rolled her eyes and said, "Jeez, Dingus, you have such real problems in the world." As she checked in, all the tapes were returned.

 The pair's eyes rose when a shadow casted over the countertop. There stood the most gorgeous girl they had ever seen. She had her hair styled nicely, a smokey eye look, eyeliner sharp as a knife, and cherry red lips. Her arms were warmed by a leather jacket; a band tee lay underneath, and they guessed jeans would be covering her legs if they could see. Maybe a pair of sneakers to go with the look. She had her fingers decorated with chunky rings and black nails.

Steve felt drool hit the bottom of his chin. This girl looked like someone who knew how to ruin your life, and he wasn't mad about it.

Robin felt a blush creep on her cheeks. This girl looked like she'd ruined Robin's innocence with one touch, and she wasn't mad about it.

Then she spoke, and it sounded like heaven on earth. "Can you tell me where I can find the horror section?" Her voice was soft, in contrast to how she looked. She stood tall and confident.

The pair of them rushed to go around the counter. Robin stomped on Steve's toe to get ahead. She smiled proudly as Steve clenched his foot with a gasp.

"Follow me," Robin stated as she led the gorgeous girl to the section where horror movies were placed.

As Steve was checking her out, well, the movie as well. He spoke up, "So what's your name?" Robin leaned in close to hear the answer.

"Oh, it's Y/N." She answered with a smile. She could sense the pair were in awe of her, so she threw a wink on the way out the door.

 "She so wants me." Steve melted into the floor.

"Please, the wink was for me," Robin scoffed.

Steve rolled his eyes, "geez Robin I must have missed the part when she said she was a lesbian. " Robin punched his arm and went on with their work day. Both are thinking about her.

~~~

Dustin was biking to the grocery store to pick up food for the cat. His mom was in some mood about being scared to leave the house, so a trip after school was on his radar. 

Eddie offered to take him, but he felt like it would be an inconvenience to make him drive him to the store and then back to the school to get his bike, but he appreciated his offer.

Dustin was walking down aisle 3 when he collided with a body that was coming around the corner. The person dropped everything in their hands.

"I'm so sorry," he quickly apologized as he picked up the bags of popcorn and candy off the floor. He went to give him to the person when he looked up and saw the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen, including his ex-girlfriend Suzie. 

With a sweet smile, she answered, "No worries, cutie." Dustin smiled, braced teeth and all. He could feel his cheeks turning red and butterflies in his stomach. She looked older and more mature, and he loved it.

He didn't realize he'd been staring until she waved her manicured hand in his face. He snapped out of it. "Oh yeah, sorry again. I'm Dustin. Are you new around here? " He asked. It's a small town, and he felt like he'd seen everyone.

That damn smile came across her face again. With a smirk, she held out her hand, "The name is Y/N and I'm in town for my spring break. I used to live here but moved for college. " He was in awe of how her voice comforted him like a hug. He could smell her sweet perfume as he shook her hand. It was soft and the cold metal of her rings made him shiver. He's a freshman and she's in college. It'd definitely never happen, but you can't blame a guy for having a crush.

 ~~~~

Lucas was practicing his shooting at the park when he saw a girl walking a dog. He was dribbling the ball with Jason when he caught her eyes. The ball was stolen by Jason, as he was distracted. 

"Lucas bro, I stole that way too easily. You got to pay attention. " His words went on deaf ears. Jason looked at him, puzzled, and followed his gaze. And he understood now.

 A girl wearing a small tank top, her belly button pierced. Tattoos covered her arms and bracelets lingered on her wrists. She was gorgeous. She was walking closer to them as her dog quickly moved ahead of her.

 She got close enough that the pair could see she was generally beautiful. No makeup covered her skin. She was naturally breathtaking. Jason quickly threw the ball near her feet. He pretended it rolled there on its own. He jogged up with an apologetic expression, "Sorry, lost sight of the ball."

The girl looked up at me with a smile and said, "Oh, it's all good. Are you boys on a team or something?" She pointed to their basketball shirts with the team logo on them. Lucas ran over to join the conversation. "Yes, we are. Practicing for the championship game."

Jason quickly grabbed the ball and introduced himself, as well as Lucas. They both learned the girl's name was Y/N and she used to attend their high school when she lived here. Jason technically wasn't single anymore and Lucas had a complicated thing going on with Max, but you couldn't blame a guy for staring.

~~~

It's been two days since everyone was smitten by the girl in their heads. The group was meeting at the video store to wait for Steve and Robin to finish their shift before they headed to Steve's house for movie night.

When Dustin arrived, Robin and Steve seemed to be arguing.

" Steve I'm telling you, she's not interested in you. She was looking at me. " Robin huffed, to which Steve answered with an eye roll.

 "Once again, Robin, nothing about her screamed lesbian."

"People don't always look like lesbians, you dingus."

Dustin cut in—"what are you two fighting about today?" He asked as he placed his hat on the counter.

Steve stood tall, "Well, this hot babe was totally checking me out and Robin had the nerve to think she was checking her out. Which she so was not. "

Dustin's eyes lit up as he remembered the beautiful stranger he ran into. “Speaking of hot babes, I ran into this gorgeous girl at the grocery store. She smelled like a flower. " He gushed.

Steve cringed, "Dude, that's weird." Dustin rolled his eyes and huffed.

"What's weird?" Lucas asked as he walked up.

"Dustin, smelling cute girls at the grocery store." Robin answered as she flipped through a magazine .

Lucas laughed and agreed. " I saw this hot chick covered in tattoos walking her dog the other day." 

Robin began to wonder how randomly everyone was smitten by a girl. "Wait, all of us met a mysterious girl at the same time?" She asked out loud.

Everyone seemed confused about what she was asking. She rolled her eyes. "Guys, was her name Y/N?" To which everyone answered "yes" at once.

They all looked at one another.” Oh come on. Do you all like her? " Steve pouted.

"Like you had a chance, dude. I hear she's in college, too smart for you, " Dustin teased," to which Steve answered, "and too old for you." Dustin pouted at the truth in it. Lucas laughed, but it was cut off when Robin cut in,

 "And you have a girlfriend, so no for you. Which leaves me left”. Lucas rolled his eyes.

 All the guys said at the same time, "She's not a lesbian!" Robin held her arms up in surrender. " We don't know for sure." She tried to explain.

Then it all clicked in Steve's head. "Shit." He cussed. The group looked at him confused.

" She can't meet Eddie." He added to their confused stares. Dustin frowned, "Eddie's not a bad guy. Get over it."

Steve shook his head. " That's not what I meant. She is totally his type. The confidence, the tattoos, rings, leather jackets, and band tees. He'd go after her in a second. And with his looks, good hair, and dumb band, he'd so win. " Steve pouted harder as he crossed his arms.

 " Agreed. Let's plan to keep her away from Eddie Munson. "

Speak of the devil, and he will appear."Keep who away from me?" He asked as he walked up to the group.

The group went dead silent. Eddie started to get confused as everyone refused to make eye contact with him. He almost felt like he hadn't said anything out loud when Steve spoke up. "Dustin's mom. She'd freak if she met you and wouldn't let you hang with Dustin anymore."

The group quickly agreed with nodding heads. Eddie frowned, "Why, what's wrong with me?" Well, that backfired. Now Steve felt like an ass and Dustin quickly tried to save him.

 "Nothing at all. She's a very old-fashioned woman who thinks guys with long hair are no good. " Eddie nodded along, eyes questioning the group silently. He didn't believe a word that was said, but Lucas quickly turned the topic to basketball. And the weird interaction was not brought up again.

 Until the same thing happened that night as the group watched their movies. When Eddie excused himself to go to the bathroom, the group was talking in quiet whispers. Laughing, giggling, and slight arguing. He couldn't make out a word they were saying, and by the time he was close enough, they all went silent. He watched them closely. Everyone was pretending not to notice his stare and acting like the movie was the most entertaining thing they'd seen. " What's going on?" Again, silence. "Guys, seriously?" No one spoke up. Eddie was starting to feel very unwelcome in a group he thought were his friends. He was quiet the rest of the night, just as they all had been.

 The next day wasn't any better. Eddie was returning a horror film and was hoping to talk to Steve or Robin about what was going on. He spotted Robin, and she smiled at his entrance. He smiled back and handed over the movie .

Robin's smile was slapped off her face when she saw the title. It was the same exact movie Y/N rented a few days ago. She rolled her eyes. Another thing they'd have in common to talk about/

Eddie's big brown eyes didn't miss the smile vanish and eye roll. He felt his heart sting a bit in his chest. What has he done wrong? "Did I do something?" He quickly asked. Robin's head shot up with a quick smile. "Oh no nothing. I just hate this movie." and typed in the return. Her eyes were confused to see that it came up under Y/N's name. She eyed Eddie but kept quiet. The computer must have been glitching. She has not, nor has anyone seen them together. There's no way he'd met her and already had a date.

Eddie didn't quite believe Robin at all, but he let it go. As he headed to the shelves for a new film, he spotted Steve. "Hey Munson, how have you been?" Steve waved with a big smile.

Eddie eyed him suspiciously and said, " I'm fine. But what's up with you? And everyone else? You are all being weird with me."

 Steve shot the idea down and said he was just imagining things. But Eddie knew for a fact he didn't imagine Steve looking over Eddie's shoulder, a big grin lighting up his face, then back to Eddie with fear. Eddie went to question him again when Steve grabbed Eddie's hand and dragged him to another aisle.

Steve couldn't let Y/N see he was talking with Eddie. She'd come over to say hi and fall in love with the curly head next to him. So he dragged him into another aisle. "I think these movies are a better fit." He wished he had looked at the aisle first, because they were smack in the middle of the little girls' section. The racks are filled with pink princesses and unicorns. Eddie coughed awkwardly.

 "Yeah, little girl movies aren't quite my thing, Harrington." Steve laughed along, a blush on his cheeks. "You're right. Sorry about that. I thought you'd want to try something new. " And once he saw Y/N walk out the door, Steve quickly left the aisle without saying anything. Eddie felt his shoulders slump. There it was again. Leaving him in the dust without saying why.

~~~

 Eddie went to the one person who he knew couldn't lie to him, Dustin. He cornered him in the hallway, by his locker. "Alright Dustin, tell me what's up with everyone before I shove your hat up your ass." He threatened

Dustin knew it was an empty threat, but he still shook in fear. A loud fake laugh left his throat, "Eddie, nothing is going on. You're just being silly. " Dustin was sweating underneath his hat. His palms were wet and his heart raced with anxiety. He wasn't good at lying to Eddie. It was like Eddie had these eyes that could see right through you. With another look, Dustin cracked.

 “Okay, there's a new girl and she's totally hot. And everyone has a crush on her, and none of us can go after her, except Steve, which sucks. But we didn't want to tell you because you'd so be her type and we didn't want you to start dating her. Because then I'd have this crush on your girlfriend and later it would be weird when you got married and had ki-" Eddie cut off the kids' rambling with a hand to his mouth.

"Slow down. I have no idea who you are talking about, so I definitely won't be getting married next week. and seriously? You guys were so afraid of competition that you all iced me out. That's so stupid. "

Dustin nodded, "It does sound stupid when you say it out loud." Eddie let out a laugh. “I'm sorry. And I know they are too. "

 Eddie winked at the apology and said, "I'm so going to use this against Harrington."

~~~

 As Steve walked into work the next day, he was racked with anxiety. Robin could sense her friend was under great stress as he paced and stared down the door. 

"What's wrong with you now?" She asked as she picked at her nails.

"I'm going to ask her out." Her head snapped up at that. She had a huge disagreement on her tongue when Y/N walked up. A huge smile was sent to the both of them.

 Before she could say anything, Steve blurted out, "Would you go on a date with me?" 

All three of them went silent. Y/N was caught off guard by the sudden question. Robin was shocked Steve got the words out, and Steve was amazed that it came out in a real sentence.

 Before Y/N could speak up, a teasing voice came from behind her. laced with humor and mockery.

"Harrington, what are you doing asking out my girlfriend?" Eddie wrapped his arm around her shoulder with a smirk.

 Robin and Steve's jaw dropped. Their heads were filled with questions. Before they could ask, Dustin was running in, "Steve I'm sorry I spilled. I couldn't hold it an-Eddie? Y/N? " He looked at them puzzled, then his eyes grew large as he saw them cuddled close.

"EDDIE ? Y/N? " He screamed. Eddie covered his ears and Y/N laughed. She was very confused about what was going on.

"Um, what's going on?" She spoke up, from underneath her boyfriend's arm.

"Steve was asking you out on a date, honey, and you didn't answer him yet." Eddie knew he sounded like an ass, but this was just too good. Everyone was smitten with his girlfriend, and he didn't blame them. He was hooked on her the second he met her in high school.

 "I think we've got the answer, Eddie," Steve said, blushing. He spoke with a sharp tone.

"Wait, so you two are together? Since when? How do you know each other? " Robin asked, she thought Y/N was decently new to town.

"Oh Eddie, we go way back. We met in Hellfire during our sophomore year. We were best friends, then started dating in our junior year. We've been together since. " She smiled at the group. She loved talking about Eddie; it was one of her favorite things to do.

"You made a good impression, babe. You have gotten all my friends to crush on you within seconds of meeting you. " Edie smirked proudly. He finally had something in his life that everyone admired. And he was going to soak it all in.

Y/N blushed. She knew she was a pretty face, but she had no idea that everyone was so infatuated with her. "Wait baby, are these the friends that were making you upset?" She asked as she looked up into his eyes. She noticed his cheeks turning red. She embarrassed him. "Shit, sorry." She mumbled something into his neck as she shoved herself into his chest. 

He cuddled her closer, "It's fine and yes, they are. They probably didn't want us to meet because you'd fall for my good looks and guitar skills. And Stevie here didn't want the competition. " Eddie smirked towards Steve, who sent a death glare to Dustin in return.

 Y/N giggled at the explanation, "Well, for starters, Steve, you are a very handsome guy." Eddie cut her off with a pout, "Excuse me." She put her finger to his lips in return. 

“And I am flattered, but Eddie is it for me and that won't change. And for the rest of you, Eddie adores you, and I wish you hadn't singled him out because of me. I was always scared of leaving him in this town because the people are shitty. But when he'd call me and talk about his favorite kid, Dustin, some chick named Buckley, and his new hellfire boys, I was so happy he had people to take care of him. So please continue to take care of him when I'm gone. "

 The group felt even worse for leaving Eddie in the dark. Now knowing how much they meant to him, they all quickly apologized.

"Baby, that is even more embarrassing. We are leaving. " Eddie pouted as he grabbed her arm and led her to the door. She rolled her eyes and pecked his lips, which had turned into a frown. Feeling her lipstick mark on his lips caused him to smile. Eddie was never one for a quick kiss; he dove his tongue straight into her mouth without missing a beat. He heard gags from around him as he dove his hand into the back pocket of her tight jeans.

He pulled away and placed her ahead with his hand on her back as he was going to open the door. The door opened before them, and there stood Billy Hargrove. He checked Y/N up and down, and a smirk landed on his face.

Before he could even get a word out, the group and Eddie, all together, yelled "NO."

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EUPHORIA ; ahn yujin

earth arcade! ahn yujin x actress! reader

SYNOPSIS ;  you never thought that being in a variety show would come with your job as an actress, but here you were, chasing some stupid rabbit next to the prettiest girl you've ever met.

TAGS ; reader is an actress, yujin is SEVERELY down bad, earth arcade!!!, mutual pining, mentions of soulmates, wlw, fluff, slow burn, crack, smau

WARNINGS ; strong language, fluff, light angst, mentions of overworking, general chaotic behavior from everyone, more to be added

FEATURING ; ive, iz*one, kim jisoo (blackpink), bae suzy (actress), choi hyunwook (actor), lee youngji (rapper), kim mihyun (mimi from oh my girl!), lee eunji (comedian), na youngseok (producer), and mentions of various other idols, actors and actresses.

STATUS ; IN THE MAKING...

UPDATE TIMES ; ???

PLAYLIST!!

PROFILES. rodent exterminators. 3 actors and an idol. ive (coworkers only). nekkoya.

CHAPTERS.

01. KIM MINJU FOLLOWS YOU

more to come....

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Welcome To Confection Castle! (AU)

What in the World is Confection Castle? :

Confection Castle (formerly known as Candy/Candied Castle) is a role-swap AU of Pizza Tower, akin to the more well-known PT swap AU, Sugary Spire. Unlike Sugary Spire, Confection Castle only swaps the roles of the characters and not their personalities, with a few alterations. With the unchanged personalities of each character, this instead changes the mechanics, environment, and even story of Pizza Tower, with each character handling their swapped roles more differently than Sugary Spire's interpretation.

(This AU's concept was largely inspired by TS!Underswap. A reimagining and fangame of the Undertale AU, Underswap, which uses the same concept)

The Story:

Teddy is faced with the consequences of his own actions after pulling one too many pranks against a castle that was bought out by a huge confection company, Candyboy Corporations. A company that steals the competition against smaller sweets business owners. Teddy's given a warning by the corporation CEO's assistant, Granny Candydimples, that the CEO will destroy his and many other confectionary's shops, forcing them to all work for his company. Thanks to the warning, Teddy and his confectionary allies team up to take down the Confection Castle and its evil schemes.

The Characters (may or not feature some slightly outdated art):

Teddy Taffy (Theodore Taffy) - Noise in the Role of Peppino: A smug, witty, mostly down to earth, prankster who formerly premiered on the big screen before leaving it all to continue his family's legacy: making mouthwatering candy and sweets. He owns a quaint candy shop in a vaguely European town near a looming Confection Castle. He's obsessed with sugar and when he consumes a good amount of it, can become hyperactive and manic.

Suzy (Suzette) - Noisette in the Role of Gustavo: A kind-hearted, rule-following, and dorky dessert baker who owns a bakery/patisserie next to Teddy's candy shop. She's close friends with Teddy and secretly has a crush on him, which may or may not be obvious to everyone except Ted. Like Ted, her business was challenged by Candyboy Corporations, forcing her to rally against the castle with Teddy,

The Ingredipets - Role of the Toppins: Little creatures resembling confectionary ingredients that were kidnapped and enslaved by Candyboy Corp. to make the companies candy. Teddy and his allies will save each of them to defeat their competitor. Ingredipets may be different depending on the character being played.

Captain Crackle (Peppino Ravioli) - Peppino in the Role of The Noise: Captain Crackle is a well-known cereal brand pirate captain mascot for the cereal of the same name. He's played by a worn-out has-been TV and opera celebrity Peppino Ravoli who does the bidding of Candyboy Corporations to make a living. He takes on three jobs: Captain Crackle, a Candyboy Corp. gift shop worker, and the Castle's TV News Anchor. He just wants to quit everything and live a peaceful life making pizza, his real dream.

Mr. Gus (Gustavo) - Gustavo in the Role of Noisette: Mr. Gus is Captain Crackle's pirate sidekick who serves as the comic relief character, always getting the short end of the stick and being kicked/thrown around the place for comedic effect. His actor, Gustavo, has a similar story to Peppino's, working for the castle, trying to sustain a living. He owns a secret soda tavern hidden from where his boss can find it.

Mr. Lollygagger - Pizzahead in the Role of Mr. Stick: Teddy's accountant who both does and doesn't take his job seriously. He pulls many gags toward his patrons to get them to comply with his offers and tries to pose as a nice, patient, and understanding accountant who needs money in exchange for a good offer. Ted's annoyed by him, A LOT.

Sapphire - Snick in the Role of Brick: An adventurous, rule-breaking, and cocky rock candy Porcupine who loves to skate on his hoverboard at the speed of sound. He becomes friends with Suzy after pestering her rule-following morals and later helps her and Teddy's journey.

Murray Muffinman - Pepperman in the Role of Gerome: An experimental artistic genius restrained to the role of maintaining the paint job of the castle. When he's on break he goes to his supply room to unleash his creativity through all sorts of mediums. He can be found all over the castle. He will reward his own art if he is helped to find his supply room.

Gumther Gumdrop - Vigilante in the Role of The Priest: Gumther is a farmer who grows sweet-tasting fruits that grant magical healing abilities. He sells his fruits in fruit stands all over the castle but it comes with a price.

Butler Scotch - Gerome in the Role of Pepperman: Scotch is the butler of the Royal Candy Family, who were the original owners of the castle before signing an agreement with Candyboy Corp. Scotch is the first boss Teddy has to fight due to one of the Royal Candy's prince (originally intended to fight Ted) left Scotch to stand on guard as he goes out for lunch.

The Pope - The Priest in the Role of The Vigilante: The leader of the Caramelist religious group and overseer of the Basilicaramel Church. After Teddy destroys the church during one of the levels, The Pope seeks to cleanse Ted of his sins by fighting against him.

Granny Candydimples - Granny Pizza in the Role of Pizzaface: The oldest member of the Royal Candy Family who was demoted and forced to the role of the CEO's assistant. She's kind-hearted and honest with no ill intent unlike her boss, going out of her way to disobey him sometimes.

Uncle Candiesworth - Pizzaface in the Role of Granny Pizza: The Uncle of the Royal Candy Family. He's one of the few family members who rebels against Candyboy Corporations and agrees to help Teddy and his friends destroy the castle. He's grumpy, bossy, and insults people constantly, but he has a good heart.

The Teddy Doll - Role of Fake Peppino: A cursed doll resembling Teddy. It's been presumed to have been cursed with dark magic, cast on by a cult. It is unknown what the purpose of this doll was for. All we know is that you won't see it in the same place it was left at the second you turn your back towards it.

Cookie Blair - Role of Mort the Chicken: Oh boy! It's Cookie Blair from the hit 90's 3D point-and-click PC abandonware game Cookie's Bustle! Watch as she and Teddy travel across Cookie City as Ted tries to hide Cookie from the police trying to remove her entire existence for good. (To whom it may concern (looking at you), I am not profiting off this project, therefore not profiting off Cookie's Bustle. Please don't copyright strike me or this project.)

Nezukira - Brick in the Role of Snick: Nezukira is the world-famous thunder rat character from the equally famous elemental critter collecting and fighting video game "Sackicritt". Nezukira is heavily merchandised with its adorable appearance; from plushes, socks, gummies, and cigars. Besides Nezukira, there are several other Sackicritts to obtain, with "Net Handlers" who accompany them.

Jen Beam - Role of John Pillar: Jen is the older sister of Butler Scotch. She is the caretaker/ruler of all the levels in the castle, making sure that everything is in order and won't crumble to the floor. She guards the door to each "dimensional control room" that deactivates the levels in the castle. She will only let people pass if she is given gourmet candy with the finest ingredients.

Candyboy - Role of Pizzaboy: Candyboy was the prime mascot and face of Candyboy Corporations. He's a happy-go-lucky, fun-loving, eccentric kid with all the childhood innocence packed into one. He loves candy and is very marketable. Despite Candyboy's innocent presence being long gone, he is still the face of the company.

The Candyman - Role of Pizzahead: The Candyman is the man behind the whole corporation, mostly know as the CEO. Not many have had the chance to meet The Candyman in person, but he's been said to be demanding, ruthless, and manipulative to get what he wants. He will do everything to gain the title of being the best confectionary business. If it exists, he wants it in his company.

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And that's it for character introductions! I am planning on adding characters that will be entirely original in this AU like new friends that will accompany Ted, new bosses, and other characters that will build the world for this AU. Other stuff such as levels, music, and game mechanic ideas are in the works too. Lots of stuff is planned for this AU project!

If you want to make fan art for Confection Castle, go ahead! I love fan art! Just make sure to tag me if you post it. Other fan stuff like music is cool too!

Thanks for reading y'all.

(Also, I am not planning on making this an actual game as I have no experience with coding or stuff that is needed to actually make a game. But if anyone with experience with game design wants to make it happen...hit me up haha.)

[caxde]

uncertainty | 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

summary you are Dustin’s older sister, and you have developed a very confussing attraction to your brother and friend's fiend, Eddie. (3.4k),

warnings fem!reader, fluff, hurt/comfort, mutual pining, yearning etc, slowburn friends to lovers, idiots in love!!!, english is not my first language so I apologise if there’s some mistakes, not proof read! 

this is based on this lovely ask <3 thank you for the request!

“I’m leaving in five!” You screamed up at the staircase, as you heard the hurried steps of your little brother rushing around. 

“I’ll need seven!” He shouts back, voice high in pitch. 

“Now you have four, hurry up!” You plead from downstairs, with a short laugh that escaped your lips as you could picture your little brother going absolutely insane, having overslept once again. 

“Shit, shit. Okay!” 

“Language!” You yelled as you went over the little drawer that held your car and house keys, turning around to pick up your favourite washed up brown leather jacket. Even if your mom kept babbling away about how it wasn’t really that warm, you debated the opposite, having worn it for the last 6 months. Either way it doesn’t really matter what she thinks, she’s not here to tell you anything. 

As you opened the front door you squint your eyes at the bright January sun, it was cold, but once you stood up and the light hitted you, it felt as if you were begging to warm up, waking up with the earth, in a weird poetic way. 

“Thought you were in a hurry.” Dustin teased at you as he looked up at you. 

“I am, come on.” You told him as you teased him back, pushing him a bit so he actually hurries up. “You know, if you actually went to bed when you should” You start saying as you start the car. 

“Oh come on!” He replayed in annoyance. “I did go to bed, you know?” 

“Yeah, at four in the morning!” You yelled back at him, feeling how truely tired you were. “And you know I end up incredibly tired when I have to go to The Hideout and help out Dust…” You try to make him understand. 

“You didn’t sleep?” He asks back, worry on his voice. 

“I did, just…” You looked back at his little brown eyes, true compassion for you, you knew he felt bad now. “Don’t worry about it, okay? It’s just, if you’re talking to Suzie keep your voice low okay big guy?” Your voice calms now, feeling bad for having yelled at him. 

“Yeah, okay. Sorry.” He replayed softly as he looked down at his feet. 

The car ride stayed silent. 

As you parked the car and got out to help him as you always had, grabbing his backpack for him, and giving him a side hug you smiled at him. 

“Sorry for yelling.” He nodded and started to look out for his friends. “Pick up at five?” 

“Yeah.” He said as he started to leave. You nodded at him as he left. 

You were tired, but you didn’t actually regret helping out at The Hideout, if anything, John was doing you a favour. It was proving to be rather tricky to find another job, since you decided you would rather be full time anywhere else than half time in Family Video, though you missed hanging out with Steve so much, you kept hope. 

And anyways, yesterday ended up being a good night. 

A very good night. 

Might be the fact that he tips had run high, or that John asked you to come again today, or maybe, and if we’re being sincere, it was because Eddie had come over. Granted, it hadn’t been only him, but it didn’t matter, not if you could only see him. 

And maybe it was because your friends had waited for you to finish your shift, and had made it bearable, but again, if you were being honest with yourself, you knew it had been his soft I always like seeing you that had made the night better. 

-

“You shouldn’t trust it.” Robin mocked you once again. 

“She’s got a point.” Steve continued. 

“Oh fuck off you two.” You added, still smiling at them as you did. 

“I’m just saying… I mean, you have a massive, incredible, planet sized crush on the dude, so you should know, like make it so important.” She tried to rationalize with you as her hands flew through the hair as she was talking, which only made Steve laugh even more. 

“Like you have on Vickie?” You tried to tease her back. 

“Hey! Not fair, we’re not talking about me, we’re talking about you.” She sentenced, as she threw the old kitchen rag at you as you all laughed again. 

“Oh come on, pick on Steve and his crush on Nancy!” You plead as she turned again looking back at him. 

“That was uncalled for.” He said under his breath. 

“Just stating the obvious.” You pointed as you turned around to your oven. 

As the rambling and teasing continued you checked the time once again. You weren’t that late, and still, you always felt anxious you would be. 

Saturday dinners were the only thing that had remained constant through the years, regardless of what was going on, you always found time to see each other, either for a quick sandwich or a full course dinner. 

So it felt nice to see them in your house, teasing you, as they cooked the pizzas from scratch you couldn’t help but smile at the picture of them, remembering how hellish last year had been. 

Your thoughts got interrupted by the doorbell. 

“Is it Dustin?” Robin asked as her head moved to look at you. 

“No, Dust is staying at the Wheelers.” You replayed with uncertainty in your voice. “Were you expecting someone?” You ask, looking at Steve, and you see how the corners of his lips start to curl upwards. 

“I might have invited Munson over…” A smirk appears on his face, and on yours embarrassed rosy cheeks appear.

-

The warm vapor of the tiny dishwasher hits your face, making it hard to breathe for just a second before you step back and let your hands wash the steam off your face. You take a deep breath, it’s only one more hour until close time, and then you would be free to go back home, back to your bed, and if you're honest, back to overthinking. Thankfully, The Hideout was emptying, and as usual, everyone that left said goodbye to you, and you tried to remain cheerful and respond to every one by name. 

“Henderson, we might go too.” Steve yells over the music. As you nod to him you head on to his direction, so you can actually hug him goodbye. 

“We would stay but… It’s getting pretty late, we’re sorry.” Robin adds as she hugs you too. 

“I get it, it’s alright don’t worry.” You replay as you look at both of them, smiling gratefully that they have stayed this long. 

“Actually, I think I’ll stay.” His voice fills you up, low and deep, raspy making your skin tingle. “If you don’t mind.” 

“ ‘Course not.” You add, trying to not sound as nervous as you feel looking at him, his brown eyes locked onto you. 

“O-key then.” Steve adds with a hidden laugh. “See you tomorrow?” You nod as they leave. 

You can’t help but smile as you head back into the bar, feeling his stare onto you, and not only that, but his shy smile too. 

Without even asking, you serve him another beer and he takes it, taking a sip while his eyes shine at you. A quick glance at the clock lets you know that it is now acceptable for you to start cleaning up, letting the couple tables that are still finishing their drinks know that you want to leave, and they seem to get the message once they get up a few moments later. They pay you what they owe you and leave slowly. 

You take your time to actually close the register, and once you look up, you see the long haired boy returning with the tray of empty glasses and bottles. 

“You didn’t have to do that.” You say in a soft whisper, feeling how your cheeks warm up as you do so. 

“I know, but you look exhausted, so…” He tilts his head as he looks down at you. “You go sit, and I’ll clean up a bit, okay?” He continues as he starts to clean the glasses and throws away the empty beer bottles. You smile as you circle back to where he was, and he smirks as he watches you do so. 

You let your body rest, for the second that it does so, you feel the tiredness catching up to you. 

It feels weird, not in a bad sense to have someone taking care of you in that way. Not by anyone, but him. Focused into doing what he has seen you do a thousand times, he even pours you a beer so you can actually relax, but to be honest with yourself, it’s not the alcohol that makes you feel fazed, but him looking at you from time to time as he gives you small smirks and giggles every time your eyes meet. You feel your whole body warming up as he does so, feeling absolutely enamored by the littlest things he does, even the way he pushes his hair away from his face makes you melt a little bit. And still, it just confuses you more and more. 

Conflicted might be a good definition. 

You are aware that you’ve fallen for him, not ashamed of it, you don’t really care if he knows, but you are scared to find out if he feels the same way about you. You can’t help but let your mind wonder, does he? Does he get as fidgety as you do when you walk into a room? Does he daydream about you in the same way that you’ve caught yourself doing so many times? Does he wish that someday your body is pressed against his as desperately as he does every time your hands meet for just a moment? Does he wonder how your lips taste? 

“You okay, love?” He asks. Once you look up to him you feel your thoughts stop all of a sudden, mesmerized by the way his eyes shine at you. It lingers in your brain. lovelovelove. How can someone look so angelic while saying such a silly word, you are not sure. 

“Yeah, I..-” You can’t find any words to continue, his hand had found its way to a wisp of hair that had fallen out of place, and even if his touch wasn’t cold, his silver rings froze at the contact with your cheek as he placed it behind your ear, were it originally was. 

It truly felt like time had frozen, no words invaded that space. For only a second, it felt like your body was weightless, it felt like if you’d cease to exist, you’d be okay doing so with this being your last memory. His eyes shining only for you, locked intensely with yours, it truly doesn't matter what would happen next if you could just remain frozen in this moment. 

But alas, that was just a wish, and time continued to pass. His touch left your skin burning, and both of your faces looked at the ground, trying to understand what that little buzzing you felt was. 

As the night advanced, the little bar was clean, and you were ready to leave, though sad might not be the best way to describe what you felt, it surely came close, feeling so calm next to him, you dreaded being separated again, still not knowing if everything you felt was unilateral. 

You closed the lights, he turned the music off, and even in shadow, his body was as defined as ever, you’d know who it was in any circumstance you noted. What you didn’t seem to see, was how his eyes could not strip away from you, or how his hands longed to touch the skin on your waist for once.

So, as you closed the back door, and flipped back to look at him, he laid it there, with the excuse of making sure you wouldn’t fall given that the floor had begun to freeze over the night. And maybe because you were so focused on the way your heart was beating fast, hard and loud, you didn’t feel that he did the same. 

“Shit.” You murmured as you looked back to the parking lot. 

“What?” He responded, his hand still resting on your back. 

“Steve drove me here! I forgot… I… Shit I guess I’ll just walk-” 

“Fuck off, I’m driving you come on.” He added as he cut you and your rumbling. 

“Edds, I live the opposite way of you…” You whisper once again, making him turn around to look at you, his breath falling onto you, watching it as the cold exposes it. 

“And I don’t care. It’s cold and you get sick easily, you're exhausted and I like being with you, so…” He begins to walk to his van, his hand finally leaving your back, only to open the car door for you. 

-

ilikebeingwithyou

it stays with you, even if it is on the back of your mind, it stays there. 

Even when you had to wait for the van to get warm enough so the engine could start, even when the music was loud and all you did was giggle as he screamed loudly the lyrics of whatever was playing in the background. 

It didn’t matter now, the van was parked and the music had stopped, and his body had turned slowly so he could look at you once again. 

And again, that weird feeling invaded the air, an electricity that seemed to pull you to him stronger and stronger. 

A flashing thought, an image of what could be, if you actually had the nerve to let your hand get lost on the back of his neck to pull him closer to you so that maybe your lips could touch his cheek in a thank you gesture, even if you don’t. 

But he does something that seems to be just as stupid. His hand finds rest on your upper thigh. 

And your eyes look at his rings in an attempt to distract yourself. 

“Thank you…” Your voice comes out soft, and slow as your eyes travel up to him. Slowly. 

“You… yeah. You’re welcome.” He’s becoming flustered now, his words tangling as he readies for you to leave, but you can’t seem to go yet. 

“What?” You asked as you smiled at him, a tired comfortable smile. 

“Nothing. I just like being with you. You make it all better I guess.” 

Your wordless. As your cheeks get warm and your lips curl upwards, your face looks through the windshield astonished at his words. 

“Do you wanna…?” 

He nods as he opens his door, rushing to yours. 

-

3 am

Time had seemed to pass quickly as you too shared the downstairs couch, at times in comfortable silence, most of the time in unimportant conversations, much preoccupied by what your heart and body was feeling. The warmth his body emanate, now wearing only a black distressed old T-shirt, that let his arm tattoos show, not only that but his muscles seem to flex from time to time, and if you hadn’t been so distracted by his charming simple while he teased you you’d realized that they did so every time your body moved closer to him, in a nervous reflex. 

Deep down you know, even if you’re not aware of it just yet, that this might be as intimate as you’ve ever been with anyone. Sex and physical intimacy had nothing against this, seeing him giggle as you talk deep into the night, whipping tears of laughter away from his eyes, as his hand rested once again on your thigh. 

Might be the late hour of the night, the dizziness from the lack of sleep or the tipsy thoughts that the beers that you had downed, but you meet his touch, lazily stroking his fingers with your hand, playing with his cold rings. When you are not looking, he lets himself be truly mesmerized by you. 

“You seem like you want to say something.” He says, voice low and soft, because let’s face it, it would be ridiculous to speak aloud when it’s only the two of you in your empty house. You feel as his face softens when your eyes look back at him. 

“I do.” 

“Then say what you need…” He encourages, slowly. 

“I’m embarrassed, actually.” You confess in a soft smile, letting your head rest on the back of the couch. His body scooches closer. 

“Oh, come on… Please, love?” lovelovelove. He knows what this stupid pet name makes you feel, you’re sure of it. 

“You confuse me. A lot.” You finally say to him, your eyes darting around his face, as his eyebrows furrowed in confusion, his unoccupied hand goes to his head, as his arm rests on the same back of the couch. 

“I confuse you?” He repeats in disbelief, almost sounds as he is teasing you. 

“Yeah, you do.” You admit, your fingers playing anxiously now as your sight avoids him and is instead focused on his rings. 

“Well, then… Ask.” He says confident, approaching you even more. Your body in his direction, knees touching, the grip that he has on your thigh grows deeper. 

“What?” 

“Whatever you wanna know.” 

You take a deep breath, as your hands whip your face, preparing you for the embarrassment that you most certainly will feel after you finally open up to him. 

“Do… Um…Do you like me?” 

“Wha- What?” He sounds shocked, and your face becomes red. 

“Forget it, please…” You say, a pleading look on your face as you look back at him. His face, while it is still soft, is focused on you, his eyes that are usually brown appear black as his iris has invaded the whole space, though that happens every time he looks at you, you hadn’t realized until now. 

“No, please… I… What do you mean?” 

“Shit, okay.” You breathe in, deeply, deciding for one to be brave for once, and to accept rejection if it comes to that. “I like you Eddie. I really do. Not because you are good-looking and all that physical nonsense, but because you make life brighter… I… Fuck… I’m sorry I just… I really like you and I just don’t know if this feeling goes both ways.” You admit, all in one breath, darting between his eyes, his lips parted halfway and your hands that are now under his grip, a warm touch, a spark or maybe a tingle on them. 

“You do?” He asks.

“Fuck, yes Eddie…” You admit, embarrassed and frustrated. “If you’re gonna make fun of me just… forget it okay?”

“Love.” He stops you from continuing rambling. “Why do you think I call you that?” You look back at him, shocked now. “I am in love with you. I don’t just like you. I love everything you do. The way you care so deeply about everyone, and how you would give everything you have to give to someone else just so they’re okay. I love how you look when you’re exhausted, ‘cause you get that cute smile trying to make it not obvious. I love when you get flustered, and I love when you let me take care of you ‘cause that’s all I wanna do… I…” You’re both smiling so bright it feels like you’ve just discovered what colour means. “Can I just… Can I just kiss you?” He says as his hand finally leaves his head, to approach your face. 

“Please.” You say in return. Begging to finally feel his lips onto yours. 

His fingers tuck away your hair behind your ear, letting them rest on the back of your neck. The other one remains on your leg, his hand deepens the grip that it had on it, a soft moan only from that is already escaping your mouth. He comes closer as you both close your eyes, seeing him smile before you do so. And as soon as his lips finally meet, your fingers intertwined with his, as the kiss deepens and it all feels exactly as you wished it did, soft, deep, careful at first, needy in the end. It feels like you’re both air at the other was drowning. It is sweet, and it doesn’t stop.  And it won’t stop for as long as you’re together, you finally feel as though you got your answer. He doesn’t like you, he loves you, and you can’t wait to love him back.

[bullet-prooflove]

ATF!Series Part One: A Rabbit You Don't Want To Chase - David Hale x Reader

Tagging: @kmc1989 @hatersaremymotivators @bennykk @kelpies-shed

Before you there was ATF Agent June Stahl.

David doesn’t know what he was thinking when he stuck his dick into that particular bag of crazy. The two of them had a mutual hate for the MC and for each other. She was there to get the job done and he utilised that. They ended up fucking on his desk barely a week after she landed, kept it up for over a month before things turned sour.

What he remembers the most from that time was that it was always filthy, always violent. He’d hurt for weeks in the aftermath, his uniform chafing the scratch marks she left on his back. At no point during that ‘relationship’ did he feel good about himself.

It's been a couple of years since then and he hasn’t thought about her once, not until she strides into his stationhouse with a couple of junior agents and a bundle of files tucked under her arm.

“A war is coming.” She tells him.

And that’s it, the devil is back in his life.

David sighs because there’s been a couple of  months of peace since Clay Morrow’s ‘excommunication’ and the Sons seem to be turning their hand to more legit enterprises. Their assets have been tied up in porn since Suzie Quinn took over Luann’s business.

“Galen O’Shay, he’s one of the Irish Kings, leadership in the True IRA. The Sons are hunting him.” She tells him before she shows him a picture of a man he doesn’t recognise.

“What do they want with him?” He asks as he leans over the desk and studies the image. He can feel her eyes on him, sizing him up just like the first time and he shifts uncomfortably. She sets another picture down in front of him and this one he does recognise.

“Evelyn Shaw, unofficial matriarch.” She says leaning in close. He can feel the heat off her body rolling over his skin, the overripe sweetness of her perfume invading his nostrils. It’s suffocating being this close to her, it feels like she’s trying to claw her way underneath his flesh. “The club’s defence attorney and Chib’s fuck toy.”

David sighs because he knows Evelyn, he’s dealt with her in the past. She’s a nightmare in the courtroom, fiercely intelligent, tenacious but she’s also a good person. He’s lost count of the domestic violence cases she’s brought him. Each and every single one wrapped up neatly in a bow, ready for an arrest. He suspects it’s personal for her, that if he tracked back her history, there would be a report somewhere that detailed something terrible that had happened to her.

“I don’t understand how the two connect.” He tells Stahl as he shifts away from her. She follows him the same way she did back then, maintaining proximity, keeping him close.

“Intelligence suggests that Galen took her a couple of months back, hurt her and left her for Chibs to find inside a barn on the outskirts of town. They’ve been calling him the Mad Scot from here all the way up to Stockton because of the violence he’s left in his wake trying to find him.” She tells him, her hand coming to rest on his and it feels like his skin is crying to crawl right off his bones to escape her. He pull his hand away, tucking it into his pocket. “It only stopped when Chibs received confirmation that Galen had left the country.”

“And now he’s back.” David guesses as he replays back the past couple of his months in his head. It’s been a while since he’s heard from Evelyn, he doesn’t realise it until now.

He’d thought that the Sons had gone quiet but now he realises what’s really been  happening, they’ve been circling their wagons. Someone hurting one of their women, they won’t let that slide, the same way he wouldn’t. He’d go to the ends of the earth anyone laid a hand on you.

“Sure is baby and so am I.” She says her hand gripping his tie and drawing him closer, her lips ghost in his ear as she whispers. “My pussy’s missed that mouth of yours, why don’t you get on your knees and give her a kiss.”

He tears himself away, his cheeks colouring.

“I’d rather eat glass.” He tells her, using his palm to smooth over his tie.

She raises a eyebrow, her hand coming to rest on her hip as her voice turns cold.

“What? Your little art student lets you come in her mouth and you’re suddenly in love?”

His head snaps up and he senses his mistake the instant he makes it. He’s given her an opening, an acknowledgement that there’s someone important in his life that she can fuck with.

“How does it feel sticking your dick in the same pussy that Teller’s blown his load in?” She asks him, that cruel smile pulling at the edges of her mouth. “Or is that part of the allure, you get off knowing that you have the one thing that he wants.”

David tries not to react, he tries to keep his face impassive but she must see a flicker of something in his features.

“Has she told you anything about her time with him?”

David crosses his arms over his chest, his teeth grinding together as his eyes bore right into hers.

“You’ve never asked her have you?”

No, he hasn’t and you’ve never volunteered. There’s a line in your relationship that neither of you will cross because if you tell him something, you know he will have to do something about it and it tangles you up with the Sons all over again.

“This is a rabbit you don’t want to chase.” He warns her, his voice full of vitriol.

“We’ll see.” She tells him with shit eating grin of hers. “We’ll see.”

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Like My Work? - Why Not Buy Me A Coffee

[sp0o0kylights]

Being from PNW as I am, I really want to do a Polybius AU with Steddie (I just don’t want to write it lmao) 

We begin with Eddie being absolutely attached to this growing urban legend. An arcade cabinet shrouded in mysterious gameplay, awash with rumors of kids disappearing or even dying, and men in black “collecting” something from the cabinet every week? 

Throw in his own little weird encounter with an arcade game as a kid, one Eddie cannot for the life of him find again and yeah, he’s salivating over this shit. 

Hellfire’s tired of hearing about it. This has been Eddie’s white whale since they met him, they’re done listening to him chase down rumors and insist the game was checking for psychic powers in the population. (Or testing a “mind weapon” or six other things.) 

 He gets met with nothing but groans and complaints when he catches wind that something like Polybius popped up on the west coast, igniting the rumors all over again, but this is a new tale for Hellfire’s freshmen.

They sit, enraptured  and asking six million questions, by something everyone but Mike thinks is just some silly bullshit story--but it’s so out there that Lucas and Dustin placate him. 

(“Why on earth would Brenner use an arcade cabinet when he was just kidnapping kids at birth Mike, you just want an excuse to see El…”)

Obviously Polybius IRL takes place in Oregon, but let’s say things have grown a bit. Extended, like the growth of a disgusting, pulsing vine, into California. 

Will is walking home when his hand flies to the back of his neck, a buzzing overtaking his ears as this weird, black arcade cabinet from a nearby shop seems to slide into his focus.

Slowly, like a camera lens being focused, it pulls him in until El yanks him out of it and he realizes he hasn't been breathing.

 Later he tells Mike--because he has to tell someone that isn't Jonathan and isn't El and absolutely isn't his mom-- and Mike absolutely loses his shit. 

This, of course, accumulates into a blowup at lunch, in front of the rest of Hellfire. 

Who are rolling their eyes because oh God, not only has Eddie infected the freshman with this, they’re now doing that thing they do where they get all secretive and try to talk in code words. 

(As if all of Hellfire isn’t aware they think “Mike’s girlfriend” who is about as real to them as Suzie is, has superpowers. 

The party is good at a lot of things, but whispering isn’t one of them.)  

There's an argument about whether this means Brenner, or someone like him, is collecting kids again and if so, do they have a responsibility to stop it, and that this isn't the Upside Down this is human horror, but what if it is actually the Upside Down, they don’t know--and it goes round and round between the Party in Hawkins and El & Will up in California, via phone calls. 

The Hawkins crew decides they need to go to California, together. 

They just…have to figure out a way to get there, first. 

Will & El on the other hand, decide they can’t wait, because they can save kids.

They can make a difference--prevent this shit from happening in a new location all over again.

El doesn't want to be like Kali anymore, but she understands what Kali was trying to do and she feels that same sort of responsibility to stop what she can. 

They disappear. 

Jonathan calls everyone he can, frantic, because he thinks Will and El have decided to go back to Hawkins, and his mother just left with Murray to do something she was extremely vague about and Argyle does not have enough weed for this.

If you guessed this accumulates with a Eddie + the Extended Party (Nance/Steve/Robin) going on a road trip you’d be right. 

Also they collect Suzie on the way because no one ever uses her in stories and fuck it she’d be fun to bring in. 

With them being in California you have Max’s past coming into play, as well as Eddie’s own mystery with the arcade cabinet, everyone crashing together at the Byers house (one bed or no bed either is hilarious for Steddie) and as we left the rest of Hellfire back at Hawkins to try and dodge six million questions about where like, ten people vanished off to (“Uh….camp?”) we get to have some fun there too. 

Throw in Eddie’s massive ass crush, “out of Hawkins”  Robin + Steve (who is perhaps a lot more chill with things than Eddie realized) and a need to go “undercover” at a gay bar purely for selfish reasons on my end (I want to see Steve flirt shamelessly with men and watch Eddie blue screen bc of it) and you have a lot of fun with the entire groups dynamic. 

I don’t have an ending other than Eddie at some point needs to play Polybuis and Steve drapes himself over Eddie’s back, whispering encouragement in his ear as a way to keep him from getting pulled into it the way Will was while the kids work together to kill whatever it is the government's unleashed this time (not Brenner, but instead another branch or faction who took his research and ran) but I’d love to parallel Eddie more to Will, on both the gay and supernatural fronts.

[canvasbaby]

high heels- eddie munson x fem!reader

warnings: smut!! just fingering and fem receiving oral-  and perv!eddie

a/n: second real fic and so far ive only written smut lmao.. anyway all feedback is appreciated!!!

summary: eddies girl usually doesnt wear such... seductive clothes.. especially not to school

eddie loves you. and trust me, you know it. he never misses the chance to tell you. and he did fall in love while you wore your usual style. bigger cardigans, jeans or long skirts, and ballet flats. but of course it being your and eddies senior year your style is starting to grow. you noticed eddies... appreciation for the kind of clothes you wear at the house or at your friend groups hang outs. tank tops, shorts, and his personal favorite: your cute little pink kitten heels.

he doesn’t even know why he likes them so much. the cant be more than two inches tall, but god do they make you look good. he adores the way your legs look, your calves flexing as you walk, the way your skirt sways more than usual.

but, like i said, he does love you no matter what you wear. and he understands that you’d rather wear more conservative outfits in public. and he definitely doesn’t hate it! he loves the cute button-ups and big jeans with iron maiden and metallica patches.

but that’s why he was so surprised to see you today. see, he woke up late, and neither of you have any morning classes together, so he first saw you at lunch when you were walking towards the ‘geek table’ (name curtesy of gareth). he WAS listening to jeff talk about some new character he was developing. some teifling cleric or something. but as soon as his eyes locked on you he tuned everything out.

there you were, talking with chrissy, wearing a yellow short sleeve button up with flowers on it and a cute long pink skirt. but those items weren’t what he was focused on (though he did adore that shirt) no, he was more focused on those cute pink kitten heels. god you looked so hot in them. 

“heyyyy earth to eddie!!!” dustin was calling for him, waving hi hand in eddies face.

“henderson, i wouldn’t expect you to understand with all your little fake girlfriends, but the love of my life looks really good today, and id like to appreciate her beauty” the table was in a state of ‘ooo’s and ‘haha he got you’ and dustin was going on about how ‘suzie is real and you’d know that if you’d ever agreed to talk to her on the ham radio’ but eddie didn’t really care because now you were saying bye to chrissy as you walked towards the boys, taking your seat next to eddie

the rest of lunch was filled with you helping jeff develop his character and eddie staring at you. eddie already had a habit of pda, always putting his arm around you or laying his hand on your thigh. but today he kept to himself. you didn’t really think much of it because maybe he was tired or just not in the mood today. that’s fine, everyone has those days.

but you finally understood right after lunch, when the final bell rang and the hallway was cleared out and you were shoved into the nearest broom closet. 

“god, princess, been thinking ‘bout you all lunch” eddie whispered in between kisses. they were harsh, mostly teeth and tongue as he desperately pawed at your skirt, trying to lift it up. 

“eddie! what’s gotten into you?” you pushed him off of you. not that you weren’t enjoying it, you loved it when he got all desperate, but you were curious more than anything.

“babes, you know i love those little high heels, they look so good on you” he complimented “they’re kitten heels” you complained back

“ yeah yeah, whatever you want, love” he got down on his knees (a sight you’d never get over) as he bunched your skirt up, throwing your leg over his shoulder

he moved your cute black panties to the side, licking up your slit. he started to move his hands up to your pussy, groping your thighs on the way up. as he licks and sucks your clit, he started to slowly push a finger into your hole.

“ooh oh my god- eddie~” you started to moan a little too loud, ending up having to cover your mouth with your hands. 

eddie was starting to get real into it, as he usually did while giving you head. he was now on two fingers, curling them to hit the right spot. 

he felt like a man starved, like he’s never had any liquid in his life, lapping at your clit, moaning more than you. he got even more into it the closer you got, letting him know by tugging his hair, cumming with a quiet, breathy moan of his name.

he let your leg down, moving your panties back and fixing your skirt. and as he moved to stand up, you were about to move down to return the favor, but-

“uhm, eddie did you...?”

“cum in my pants? yes.” he admitted. “now can we go back to your house?”

you had fun that evening.

[stuffymcstuffsworld]

To the root

There are many words to describe the sight before you. Cute, adorable, precious, endearing. But none of them seems to fit just right.

You hold your warm cup of hell grey tea in both hands. Sipping the hot liquid and letting the temperature ease your body. You lean back in your chair and close your eyes. Listening to your company's conversation.

"The petals coloration was beautiful, don't you think?" "The roots seemed to be very healthy as well, I'm sure this specimen will flourish." It was soothing to hear the two demons babbling.

You open your eyes to see both Shichiro and Suzy chatting away. The two geeked out over the Cherry blossom tree Iruma had grown. Comparing notes and taking pictures.

It should be illegal for the pair to be so charming. Maybe this was why you didn't see them speak together so often. Everyone else knew how deadly the combination was and kept them apart for the sake of everyone else's blood pressure.

You pour some more tea into the cups. Suzy was practically in the gargoyles lap as they debated over the unknown properties of the plant. You chuckle.

This causes both demons to look at you. Both seem embarrassed about forgetting your presence. 'Ah, thank you for the meal. I'm eating well today.' You thought cheerfully as you take in the sight.

"Cherry trees are actually common where Iruma and I come from." You smiled as you saw their wide eyes. The curiosity filled them. Watching the two lean closer to you.

Their vines are either consciously or unconsciously starting to surround you to keep you in place. "Then you must know some uses of them, yes?" "Yis, don't be greedy dear, share some knowledge."

"Hmmm, I might be inclined to..." You teased softly. You laugh as you're pounced on by the plant loving duo. The combined weight causes you to fall further into the snare vines.

"Medicine, furniture, food, lotions, there is nothing this tree can't offer." It's true, many purposes came from such a well-rounded specimen. You gaze up at the petals as they float down.

You remember the sweet taste of cherry jam, the scent of cherry blossom perfume. Cultures on earth had used the plant as remedies for who knew how long.

Many humans adored the coloration of cherry wood for their furniture. It was an expensive taste. You soaked in the many questions and answered best you could.

You even gave a demonstration of turning the petals into essential oils. It was amusing to have them drool and rave over your limited knowledge. The gears turning in their heads.

You knew they were going to me running all sorts of experiments on the plant now. It was not something you would see in your old world. People usually did not openly display such enthusiasm to such an extent.

It was something you would remember for a long time. Another precious memory to add to your collection. You hoped many more would come.

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"Love your tuches," Eddie said when Steve got up to get a soda from the fridge.

"Gosh, that tuches of yours," Eddie whispered when Steve sat on top of his lap.

"The most beautiful tuches on earth," Eddie declared when Steve left his trailer to go to work.

It's been happening for a while, Eddie using this unfamiliar word to compliment him, he thinks? Steve was wondering about it during his solo shift on Saturday afternoon. Robin was away with her family and the store was empty and quiet.

"Hello to the greatest tuches owner in Hawkins!" Eddie announced, walking loudly into Family Video.

"Hi, Eddie," Steve smiled. Eddie leaned across the front desk to plant a quick peck on Steve's lips, and then pulled himself over it and landed between Steve's arms, stumbling a little.

"How are you hanging, abandoned by your other half?" Eddie asked, sat on the staff's chair and started swaying from left to right.

"She didn't abandon me," Steve stopped Eddie's repetitive motion and placed himself between his legs, "and I'm fine, thanks." He pushed Eddie's hair behind his ear and stroked his cheek softly.

"Of course you are, now that I'm here," Eddie said with a teasing smile, Steve rolled his eyes and squeezed Eddie's cheeks, and then kissed him on his nose. Eddie moved his face up to meet Steve's lips when the doorbell rang. Steve immediately pulled back and turned towards the door. It was Dustin.

"Steve, Eddie! Great to see you both," he greeted and leaned on the counter. Steve and Eddie both rolled their eyes, and Steve sat back in Eddie's lap.

"What do you want, Henderson?" Steve asked impatiently, his hands crossed on his chest.

"I have to rent a movie," he said, his eyes wide and begging.

"Okay..? That's the point of this store. What movie do you want?" Steve got up and went out from behind the desk towards Dustin, whose eyes lit up. Steve knew that look.

"No." He said firmly.

"Please?" Dustin put his hands together and started going down, Eddie chuckled.

"You two are adorable," he said and grabbed his jacket, "but I'm not staying for this fight, tell me who won, Stevie." He kissed Steve on the cheek on his way out and disappeared into his van.

Dustin was on his knees now. "Please??" Steve shook his head, and Dustin stood up again. "Steve, come on! you know Suzie is coming and I promised her we'll watch a movie!"

Steve blew air out of his nose, and started tapping his foot, "Yes, I know she's coming, you can take any other movie! I legally can't rent you anything from that section. Choose something else."

"But Steve! I told her my friends work at the video store and can give me any movie I want!" He stomped his feet, "Robin would've let me." He crossed his arms, upset.

"No she wouldn't?? Robin is a lot more strict than me," Steve threw his hands, "Have you ever spoken to her?? She's like a police offic- Wait." Steve stopped and fixed his hair, trying to think. "Robin isn't here... Aha!" He exclaimed, and ran back behind the counter, "I have an idea, but you have to keep it between us two, Dustin, do you promise??"

Dustin giggled and put his hand on his chest, "I swear, no one will know of this encounter."

Steve rolled his eyes again, only pretending not to like Dustin's endearing dramatisation of mundane situations, something that always reminds him of his boyfriend.

"Listen, I'm gonna make a deal with you," Steve opened, leaning towards Dustin and lowering his voice, "I will let you rent any movie you want, only!" He emphasized, "If you never tell Robin," he counted on his fingers, "and if you help me solve a mystery."

Dustin's smile grew, "Deal! already promised I won't tell anyone, and you know I love mysteries," he clapped and ran behind the counter before Steve could stop him, "what are we solving?"

"Okay," Steve put his palms together and pointed towards Dustin, who placed himself comfortably on the chair, "So Eddie's been using that word recently, and I have to figure out what it means," He said, and started pacing around.

"Okay? what's the word?" Dustin asked, curious.

"That's the thing, I've been trying to pronounce it but I can't make that sound... I think he uses it as a compliment? maybe it's from your fantasy game?" He wondered out loud, avoiding Dustin's question.

"Steve, if you don't tell me the word I won't be able to answer all your great questions," Dustin said and received a warning look for Steve, causing him to raise his hands, like proving his innocence.

Steve pinched his nose bridge, "I think it's like... too... toohes?" He eventually said, and sighed in frustration, "That's not what it sounds like!" He stomped.

Dustin started laughing, "Say that again!" Steve just looked at him, his eyes burning, and he stopped laughing at once. "Never heard it in my life," Dustin said, shrugging, "Definitely not from DnD, or anything I know Eddie's interested in. maybe it's from a song?"

"No..." Steve shook his head, "I heard his metal enough and I never heard that word before he randomly started using it..." Steve buried his face in his hands, "So you have no idea?" He peeked through his fingers.

"Nope," Dustin said and jumped off the chair, "Now give me that movie."

Steve stood there, defeated, while Dustin picked his movie. He rented it on his own name and Dustin had to rip it out of Steve's hands. He almost fell when he succeeded pulling it.

"Why aren't you asking Robin?" Dustin asked then, hugging the VHS like his life depended on it, "She always brags about how her ears are geniuses or something, I bet she'd know."

Steve looked at him, and almost jumped across the counter to strangle him. "Go away! before I take that tape and burn it." He couldn't believe he didn't think of it himself. He watched Dustin shove the tape in his bag, run out of the store onto his bike, and disappear into the sunset.

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"Robin!" Steve barged into the Buckley's house approximately 24 hours after Dustin left Family Video. Robin was spread on the couch and stared at the TV, letting the game show run while she was dozing off after a nice and heavy lunch. She jumped when she heard Steve, her heart pounding.

"Steve?! what the fuck, you scared me," she stood up with her hand on her chest.

"Sorry, listen, I really need your ears- I mean help," Steve smiled and walked closer to her, robin's curiosity was awakened.

"My ears, you say?" She raised an eyebrow, "What is this about?"

Steve gestured with his head towards the stairs and started walking upstairs, Robin behind him, "What is this about, dingus??"

Steve entered Robin's bedroom and crashed on the bed, Robin stood above him, "What's wrong with you today? you're acting weird."

"Robbie," Steve raised himself, resting on his elbows, "it's Eddie..." He opened, releasing a sigh. Robin sat next to him.

"What happened?" she asked softly, "Did you fight?"

"What??" Steve chuckled, "Of course not! You'd know if we did. We're madly in love, don't worry," he said with dreamy eyes and Robin pretended to barf, Steve flicked her calf. "It's just... He's been saying that word, I think it's a compliment, and I'm trying to find out what it means, and Henderson," he said through clenched teeth, "after being absolutely no help, suggested I'd ask you, since you have genius ears, or something." He smiled sweetly and Robin giggled.

"I'm flattered, even though you didn't come straight to me," she hit his shoulder, "and I'd love to help, but why don't you just ask him?"

Steve gasped dramatically, "and give him the upper hand?? Absolutely not. I will figure it out. He can't win here."

robin squinted at him, "You do realise it's ridiculous, right?"

"Don't care," Steve sealed his lips and looked away, with a hurt ego and too much pride.

"Gosh, fine!" Robin swallowed another giggle, "I'll help you, what's that word?"

Steve sat up, placing himself in front of robin and held her knees, "Okay, it's definitely in a different language, I can't fully pronounce it but I'll try, okay? And don't laugh," he raised a warning finger, "it's like, toohes? toohhes?" He tried to emphasize the middle sound, Robin had to try really hard not to laugh, "The H sound sounds more like-" He then proceeded to make a sound like he was violently clearing his throat and Robin lost it, bursting into uncontrollable laughter and ran away from Steve's flying hands.

"Please! you need to hear yourself!", she squealed and copied him, making throat-cleaning sounds back at him, Steve pouted.

"You promised you'll help!" He threw a pillow at her and she dodged it, and then sat back next to him, calming down.

"I will, you diva," she smiled, "that terrible sound," she opened and Steve huffed, "sounds like something European, like Dutch, or German," she said, her mind running, "yeah, maybe even Russian?" she asked and they both had chills running down both of their spines, "Do you know if Eddie speaks any of those languages?" She asked and Steve shook his head, "Nope, not that he told me... This is so frustrating!" He dropped his head on her shoulder and sighed, she caressed his head, running her fingers through his hair, "Hey, we'll figure it out," She laid her cheek on his head, "Why don't you ask Wayne? He'd probably know if Eddie speaks more languages."

Steve looked up, a smile growing on his face, "Oh, Robbie," he planted a wet kiss on her cheek, "You really are a genius."

Robin smiled back and wiped her cheek, "I know. Wanna drink something?" She stood up, "Also, you really didn't think of it yourself?"

Steve shot himself off the bed and started chasing her downstairs, his hands stretched forward, but she was too fast, running away in rolling laughter.

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Steve knocked on the trailer's door three times, and then heard heavy steps coming towards him. Wayne opened, and his eyes seemed confused.

"Steve? good to see you, son," He smiled, "Eddie isn't here, he's with his band."

"Oh, I know," Steve smiled back, "I wanted to talk to you, actually, may I?" He pointed inside the trailer.

"Sure, come in," Wayne moved and let Steve walk into the trailer, "Beer?" Steve nodded and sat on the small couch, Wayne sat next to him a few seconds later with two opened, cold beers in his hands, and gave one to Steve.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" Wayne asked and sipped from his beer, and Steve did the same, postponing the, in his opinion, silly question.

"Well," he finally opened, "Does Eddie speak... another language?" He asked carefully.

Wayne lowered his beer bottle, "Why are you asking?"

"Um, he's been saying a word recently, and after some investigation I found out it's probably in a European language, but I can't tell which one..." He fixed his hair nervously and took another sip of his beer.

"Look," Wayne smiled, "I can assure you he isn't fluent in any language other than English, but the boy sure has a wild imagination and a lot of curiosity, so he knows several words in several languages," He released a short laugh, "What's the word he says?"

Steve blushed, "Please don't make me say it," he said, his voice low, "I can't pronounce it... It has that sound in the middle," and did the throat-cleaning sound again, this time softly and quietly. Wayne laughed again.

"Oh, yeah, I know what you're talking about," He put his hand on Steve's shoulder, "You know that Eddie's mother was Jewish, right?"

Steve's eyebrows jumped up, "No, I didn't actually," He placed his beer on the small table.

"Yeah," Wayne smiled, "She was, and there were many Yiddish words she used when Eddie was little, I guess some stuck with him. I hear him going around making those unfamiliar noises, it's Yiddish."

Steve's tapped his fingers on his knees, "Yiddish, you say?" His eyes scanned the room, "and you know the meaning of that word?" He asked carefully.

"Probably not, son," He took off his hand and put his beer next to Steve's, "Eddie never agreed to translate the words to me, I think it's funny to him that he has a secret language he can use behind my back," He chuckled, "I let go of it pretty quickly, it's probably all curse words."

"Well, I hope this one isn't," Steve's smile was bitter, "I truly think it's a compliment, I just don't know what kind of compliment," He laughed shortly and got up, "Thank you, Wayne." He shook his hand and walked towards the trailer's door.

"Sure son, anytime," He smiled and followed Steve, "What are you gonna do now?"

Steve stood in front of the open door, "Don't know," he shrugged, "find a Yiddish-English dictionary?"

Wayne barked in laughter, "Doubt you'll find that in the Hawkins public library," He stopped for a second, thinking, "You know Joyce Byers?"

Steve froze in place, "Yeah..?"

"She's Jewish too, I bet she'll know," He said with certainty.

"She is??" Steve ran his fingers through his hair, "How didn't I know that? How do you know that?"

Wayne smiled softly, "Was with her in school, she was Joyce Horowitz. Trust me, she has the answer for you."

Steve nodded and shook Wayne's hand again, "Thank you!" he ran to his car, "Thank you!" He waved through the window as he drove off, leaving Wayne shaking his head in a soft laugh.

"Really couldn't think of anyone more fitting for Ed," He said to himself and backed into the trailer, shutting the door behind him.

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Steve knocked quickly on the Byers' door the next morning, Jonathan opened.

"Steve?" He looked behind him, "What are you doing here?"

"Hi, Jonathan," he smiled politely, "Great to see you. Is your mom home?"

Jonathan was a lot more confused now, "Yeah, she is... Mom!" He yelled into the house and let Steve in, closing the door behind him.

"Jonathan, I can hear perfectly without you yelling," She entered the kitchen, "Steve! Hi sweetheart!" she hugged him tightly and took a step back, examining his face, "You look good." She determined, "Do you want something to eat? drink?" He didn't have time to answer and she pulled a cake out of the oven. It smelled like cinnamon. Before he noticed he had a piece in his hand. "Are you here to visit Jonathan?"

Steve shook his head while taking a bite, "This is so good, Joyce, wow," He took another one, "I'm actually here to see you," he said with his mouth full.

"Oh, okay," she smiled, "do you need anything?"

Steve nodded and finished his cake, "This is amazing, what is that?" He pointed at the cake.

"It's my Bubbe's cinnamon cake, felt like making it," she shrugged, "Glad you like it, dear," she smiled again, "So, what do you need?"

Steve sat on one of the kitchen chairs and sighed, looking around to make sure they were alone, Joyce noticed his distress and sat next to him, putting a hand on his leg, "Hey, it's okay, whatever it is, you know you can talk to me," Her eyes were warm and Steve felt like he might cry.

"Um," he opened, "Do you... Do you speak Yiddish?" He managed to ask, his voice quiet and unsure, Joyce's smile grew.

"Can't say I speak," she air-quoted the word, "But I do know a few words. Why are you asking?"

"Well," he laughed softly, relieved to have found the person who might know the answer, "Eddie's been saying that word, and I was going around trying to figure out what it means, and Wayne told me it's in Yiddish. He didn't know what it means, but he told me you might..." His eyes were hopeful and Joyce was beaming.

"Aw, sweet Wayne, I bet he remembers me as Horowitz a lot more than Byers," She reminisced, "He's probably right, what's the word?"

Steve's tongue froze. He knew this is it, this is the moment he'll get the answer, the secret is about to be revealed, he just needs to pronounce it right. He just has to say it correctly and Joyce will unveil the truth, so why can't his mouth move?

"I..." he stuttered, "I can't pronounce it..."

Joyce rubbed his hand, "It's okay, sweetheart, say it, I'll understand. It's America, not Poland, I don't expect you to get all the sounds right." She smiled warmly and Steve calmed down.

"It's... it's like, tuhhes?" He said, really trying to express the sound right, and Joyce started laughing so hard, Steve wanted the ground to open up and swallow him alive.

"Oh, Steve!" she wiped her tears, "In what way was he using it?"

"I don't even know!" He threw his hands, blush covering his cheeks, "I couldn't find any context." He said, frustrated, "What does it mean?"

Joyce's eyes sparkled, "Well, the word is tuches, right? Is that the way he says it?" Steve nodded frantically, finally hearing the word from someone who wasn't Eddie was refreshing and surprising.

"Tuches, Steve, is the Yiddish word for," she hid the side of her mouth and lowered her voice, "Ass."

Steve sat there quietly, his eyes as wide as plates, running in his head all the times Eddie said the word and blush was climbing up his neck, cheeks and earlobes again.

"What??!" he eventually succeeded saying, "You wanna tell me that Eddie has been talking about my butt this whole time??"

Joyce nodded, "And I think he enjoyed it, how often has he been using it?"

"Oh, a lot." Steve assured and got up quickly. "Too much." He walked fast towards the door, "Thank you, Joyce! for everything!"

"Sure! come over more dear!" She shouted after him and smiled to herself.

"Mom? What was that about?" Jonathan entered the kitchen and took a piece of cake.

"Oh, nothing." She waved her hands, "Did you know Eddie Munson is Jewish? We should invite him over for Shabbos."

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Steve has been spending the past week mastering the impossible sound. He's been saying it over and over again to himself, driving Robin nuts during their shifts. It was entertaining, sure, and she was glad he solved his mystery, but it was annoyingly endless. He did stop immediately every time Eddie walked in, and didn't react every time Eddie came up with a new sentence to weave in his tuches. He was waiting for the perfect opportunity, and it was just about to come.

It was a hot day, and Steve and Eddie were chilling inside the house. Steve lay on the couch and Eddie was right on top of him, planting small pecks all over Steve's face.

"Hey," Steve said after Eddie broke away from his lips, "Wanna get in the pool?"

Eddie raised himself and looked at Steve, "I don't have a swimsuit here."

"It's fine," Steve started to get up, Eddie slowly slipping off, "We'll swim in our boxers."

Eddie shrugged and let himself spill on the floor, and then got up in a jump and started stripping down, throwing his clothes at the amused Steve who was still sitting on the couch.

"The last to jump is a rotten egg!" Eddie shouted while running outside, Steve heard a big splash and laughed to himself, took off his clothes and joined Eddie in the pool.

"Hi Stevie," Eddie clung onto him and kissed him wetly, his hair was dragged down and he looked like a wet poodle, Steve laughed.

"Hi Eddie, love your hair," he smiled with a teasing look, Eddie pushed him away, dove into the pool and swam right underneath Steve, kicking him on his way up, and then flicked his hair and sprayed water all over.

"How about now?" He did a little toss and fell back into the water, Steve shook his head and pulled Eddie up.

"You're lucky I'm a trained lifeguard," He said, holding him tight.

"I sure am, I would've drowned if you weren't here," He smiled sweetly and kissed Steve again.

"You really would've, maybe you should get a time-out," Steve said with a serious voice, "You've been swimming very dangerously, go get us some sodas." He ordered and Eddie chuckled and pulled himself out of the pool, "Yes Sir!" He saluted.

Steve watched him walking away, dripping water, and then shouted, "Nice tuches, you got there!"

Eddie froze in place, small puddles forming around him, he turned around slowly. "What did you just say..?"

Steve got out of the pool and sat on the edge, his body twisted towards Eddie, who still hasn't moved, "I said you have a nice tuches, you disagree?"

"I- what??! You know what this word means??" he now rushed towards Steve and stood over him, hiding him from the sun, "For how long??"

Steve stood up now, "Uh, a week or so," He smiled and held Eddie's buttcheeks, pulling him closer, "I like that word, tuches," He kissed Eddie's nose, "Practiced the sound a lot for you."

Eddie was speechless, breathless, he let Steve hold him there until he succeeded saying, "How..?"

Steve's smile was cheeky, "Well, some investigations, talked to your uncle, but Joyce was the one who gave it away, did you know she's Jewish?" Eddie shook his head, "Yeah, didn't know either, Wayne told me. I also didn't know you are," Eddie raised an eyebrow, "Not that it matters, just nice to know some more things about you." He smiled and pulled Eddie even closer, into a hug.

"If you were so curious what it means," Eddie broke the hug after a few seconds, "Why didn't you just ask me?" Steve's look revealed everything, "Don't tell me you were too proud to admit you don't know!" Eddie laughed and squeezed Steve's cheeks, kissing him shortly on his lips. "I'm glad you know now, and just so you know, I always meant it in the best way possible. I love your juicy tuches." he grabbed Steve's ass with his free hand and Steve giggled.

"Do you know any more cool words in Yiddish?" Steve asked curiously, and Eddie's eyes lit.

"Oh sweetheart, we're gonna have fun today," Eddie said confidently and jumped back into the pool, leaving Steve confused all over again.

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"That Really Happened?!" DC Comics Tournament Entry #36

Baseball Game to Save Two Worlds

[ID: Comic title page for Young Justice titled "Baseball Field: Myrg or There's a Saga Born Every Minute". The Young Justice team stands near a baseball diamond in uniform while large cyborgs also stand at attention. Arrowette says, "Of all things to dream, it had to be that I'm in a sequel to that lousy movie with what's-his-name, the basketball player, and those cartoon guys." /END ID]

What Happened?

The story starts off with the Young Justice Team (1998 version, not the show) finding out their friend Doiby really misses his wife(?) Who is on his home planet. The tram decides they are going on a road trip through space in Bart's space ship that he won from the Prince Ali Ben Styne (this is a whole different adventure) to go meet her and help them reunite. Only to find out when they get there Doiby is a wanted criminal and they almost get shot out of the sky but before they can, Lobo (yes the Actual Lobo The Space Biker he was a part of their team at that time) blows up the space cop car before they can get shot. There are more cops who escort them to City Hall and the only reason Lobo doesn't blow them up is because Tim Drake puts his foot down and Tim Drake is one of the few beings in the universe that Lobo actually Listens To. Anyways, turns out the planet was invaded and taken over by an asshole named Prince Marieb and forced Doiby on the run so he could marry his wife. Halfway through kicking the Prince out, a new set of aliens shows up called The Slag, Masters Of THE GAME. Which turns out to be BASEBALL. The crew has to play them for the fate of Doiby's planet and if they loose the whole planet gets blown up. Also, the Slag decide, "eh, fuck it. This game is for Earth too kids because clearly if you're good enough to represent this planet you can represent your own too at the same time." And now Earth is on the fucking line. Over Baseball. Their baseball game lasts for three full chapters and is honestly quite exciting, even if the team is implied to have won via cheating. Also the Prince Asshole is implied to be in jail and Doiby gets back with his wife who is actually Queen Of The Planet. Oh and they don't even get to go home after all that, no the Super Cycle opened a boom tube the team got sucked into that lead them to New Genesis where they got to meet The new gods and Lobo got into a really intense wrestling match with Big Bear, followed by The Super Cycle falling in love with New Genesis's Super Cycle. Also Suzie, aka Secret became friends with The Real Actual Darkseid while they were there. But technically, that's a whole different story ; )

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[sunnysssol]

What suzie think about tony the alien?

Well actually (☝🤓), Tony doesn't really exist in Assistantverse! But if they met, I imagined it'd be something like this. Suzie's very intrigued by the interstellar, but seeing an actual alien might raise so many questions in her head that she'd get a bit overwhelmed. They wonder how Tony got here, how's he breathing? Is Earth affecting him in any bad way at all? Suzie needs to sit down, they need to think about this...

Here's a bonus :P

"Hey, explain that! Give me a reason I'll believe without reasonable doubt!" "That's really, really not the point and I would say that 'God this situation is waaay above my pay-grade' but God, isn't it always with you..??"

[vintagelacerosette]

Tag game catch up!

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FICTIONAL WORLD TAG GAME

I was tagged my dearhearts Nosho @creepkinginc Deena @suzy-queued Evie @ energievie Kat @mybrainismelted Georgia @iansw0rld thanks a bunch 💐

Favourite fictional character from a movie?

Going for nostalgia Anya from Anastasia

Favourite fictional character from tv?

Gonna go with anime on this one saying Yuri Katsuki cuz ya know </3

Favorite fictional character of all time? My main man no competition Mickey Milkovich

If you could be irl friends with any three fictional characters, who?

Sakura kinomoto from Cardcaptors she's sooo sweet, we'd be like childhood friends 💝 I'd like to be friends with Ian & Mickey but Mick would be a tough nut to crack. So I'll bond with Ian & Mickey will follow suit bc they're that couple haha (also counting them as one just bc lol) Finally Nina from Six of Crows & Shadow & Bone. Always a fun time with her 😆

Favourite fictional couple: My One True Pairing hands down is Gallavich 💕

Okay, you can only choose one fictional character to get stranded on and island with: Andy from Old Guard omg her lifetimes of knowledge she'd just help me escape & survive

One fictional world you would hate to be a part of: Maybe the Dune world

One fictional world you would love to be a part of: Ooooh I think the Avatar world would be fun

Your “HEAR ME OUT” fictional couple: I think Toph & Aang would have been so fucking cute. I love their dynamic & how themselves they could be with each other. Also the beautiful poetry ofthe duality of Earth & Sky falling in loveeeee

and finally, something you’re looking forward to this week? My dad's birthday is Saturday & my niece & sister are sleeping over after not seeing them for a month!!

[sourwolf-sterek32]

The Chief’s Daughter

Summary: It had been six years since your father left you behind in New York. However, now that your mother was gone, you had no choice but to drive to Hawkins to find him. That's where you meet Billy Hargrove, who turns your life upside down... literally.

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: language, violence

Chapter 17-

"We need to find the kids." You said when Billy reached your side, the monster disappearing down the road chasing after the others. "I'm not leaving without, El."

"I'm not leaving without my sister either. We will find them, c'mon."

He grabbed your arm and pulled you back through the front door of the mall, but there was no sign of El, Max or Mike anywhere.

"They have to be here. We should split up." You suggested, but Billy quickly shook his head.

"No way."

"Billy-"

"We will find our sisters and little Wheeler, but we are not splitting up. I am not losing you if this monster comes back." He stated, his voice leaving no room for arguing, so you nodded.

The two of you ran across the destroyed food court to The Gap since that was the last place you saw them go and figured it was the best place to start looking.

After searching the store and finding it empty, you moved onto the next one just as an unfamiliar voice began talking over the walkie talkie in Billy's hand.

"Dusty-bun, you copy?"

"The fuck?" Billy muttered, looking down at the walkie in confusion.

"I copy, Suzie-poo. It sounds much better now, thanks." Dustin's voice responded and your eyes widened in surprise.

Dustin had a girlfriend. Since when? And who was she?

"Okay, listen, do you know Planck's constant?" Dustin asked through the radio.

Planck's constant. That was the number that Murray said was needed to get the keys for the kill switch on the machine to close the gate. Did they seriously go down into the Russian bunker and only just realised that they didn't know the fucking number?

"Do you know the Earth orbits the sun?" Came Suzie's response.

"Jesus, she was made for him." Billy muttered before the two of you continued searching through the mall for the kids while listening to Dustin and Suzie talk.

You zoned out the kid's conversation, focusing on the search before Dustin's voice suddenly started to sing through the walkie. You turned back to Billy who was frowning at the walkie in his hand until the singing finally stopped.

"Planck's constant is 6.62607004." Suzie supplied.

"I don't know what just happened." You mumbled, shaking your head before you continued running through the mall with Billy, but there was still no sign of the kids.

"Maybe they ran away?" Billy said as the two of you stopped back in the middle of the food court breathing heavily after the frantic searching.

"No. They wouldn't have, not with El's leg."

"Okay, they gotta be here somewhere. Let's try upstairs and then-"

Billy didn't get to finish his sentence before the lights in the mall suddenly started to flicker and he quickly grabbed your hand, pulling you down behind one of the turned over tables in anticipation for something.

"Billy, what-"

His hand quickly covered your mouth and your eyes widened at the sudden action before he leant forward and whispered in your ear.

"I can feel him. He's back."

As if on cue the giant monster jumped down through the hole it had made in the skylight earlier before landing in the middle of the food court a few metres away from where the two of you were hiding.

Slowly, Billy lowered his hand from your mouth before he pressed his index finger to his lips, silently telling you to stay quiet. You nodded and the two of you looked over the top of the table just as Heather Holloway walked out from Scoops Ahoy with an unconscious El thrown over her shoulders.

"Oh my God." You gasped, covering your mouth with your hands to shut yourself up.

"Shit." Billy hissed under his breath.

Tears burned in your eyes as you watched her march out the store with El. You had never met Heather before, but you knew her skin wasn't normally covered in those thick black veins that matched the ones Billy had when he was possessed.

"I got an idea." Billy suddenly said, not giving you any warning before he stood up and sprinted into the camping store behind you.

What the fuck?

You stared at the store for a second before turning back to Heather who laid El on the floor in front of the monster and your stomach dropped. She was giving your sister to it and it was going to kill her. It was going to kill El.

"No!" You shouted, jumping to your feet and drawing your fathers Smith & Wesson.

There were only a couple bullets left, you knew that. Bullets didn't kill this monster, you also knew that. But, it might kill a flayed Heather, giving you a chance to save El.

You ran across the food court just as the monster roared targeting you as a threat, but before it could do anything to try and stop you, sudden fireworks erupted around it.

"Flay this, you ugly piece of shit!" Lucas' voice shouted.

You looked up to find the others all on the upper level of the mall throwing down fireworks at the creature, distracting it.

You used the distraction to your advantage and rushed over to El and Heather. El was still unconscious, laying on her back with Heather standing over the top of her, flinching with each firework before she sensed your presence and spun around with a growl.

"Heather. Your name is Heather and you're being possessed." You quickly tried to explain, but you knew it was falling on deaf ears. "Please, just let me take my sister and we'll go. You'll never have to see us again."

The fireworks continued to explode around the monster behind her, but Heather wasn't flinching anymore, her dark eyes zeroing in on you.

Oh, shit.

She began to march towards you, and you quickly raised your father’s gun in her direction, your finger hovering over the trigger.

"Please, don't make me do this." You begged, the gun trembling in your hands, but Heather just kept coming and you couldn't do it.

You couldn't kill her. She was being possessed, it wasn't her fault. You couldn't kill an innocent person.

A moment later, her boot collided with your stomach, sending you flying backwards into the wall of Scoops Ahoy.

Your back slammed into the wall, the plaster breaking on impact and you fell to the ground on your hands and knees, the wind getting completely knocked out of you. You gasped, your lungs burning as you struggled to get air back in them.

Breathing heavily, you lifted your head to find Heather walking back towards El just as you heard someone shout that they were out of fireworks. The monster roared ferociously, turning back towards El causing something inside of you to suddenly snap.

The world around you fell silent. Nothing except for the loud ringing in your ears and heart beating painfully fast in your chest. Your fingers wrapped around the handle of Hoppers gun tightly as you staggered to your feet.

Your hands were no longer shaking as you raised the weapon at Heather and squeezed the trigger.

The bullet pierced straight through the back of her head and her body tumbled to the floor in an instant, a pool of black blood spreading around her.

You knew you should feel awful. You just killed someone. You should be guilty or upset or panicked, but you weren't. You couldn't feel anything as you ran the remaining distance to El and dropped to your knees beside her.

She was still unconscious, but she was breathing.

The monster roared once again before it took a thundering step towards you, its mouth opened exposing rows and rows of razor-sharp teeth. You glanced down at your sister for a brief moment before you stood up and planted yourself in front of her, facing the beast head on.

The monster snarled before shooting one of its clawed tentacles towards you. Suddenly, Billy appeared out of nowhere, putting himself between you and the monster. He lifted his arm up, a burning red handheld flare clutched in his hand, stopping the monster's tentacle instantly.

He likes it cold.

The flare was hot. He doesn't like the flare.

Holy shit.

There was another flare sticking out Billy's back pocket and you quickly grabbed it. Your eyes frantically skimming over the small instruction diagram on the side of it because you had no idea how these things worked.

Quickly, you pulled the cap off the end and yanked on the string causing the end of the flare to suddenly fizz and start burning a bright red.

You had to look away from the light, the flare burning too brightly for your eyes as you stepped up beside Billy, both of you standing in front of El protectively with the flares raised. The monster shrieked and roared at you in frustration, but it couldn't reach you and it couldn't reach El. Not with the flares.

"Close it! Close it now!" Dustin's voice shouted through the walkie.

The flares weren't going to burn forever, but you hoped they would last long enough for Hopper to close the gate.

Billy glanced over his shoulder at your sister before spotting Max and Mike standing in the doorway of Scoops Ahoy frozen in shock and mouths agape as they stared at the two of you in front of the monster.

"Get her out of here!" Billy shouted, snapping the kids into action.

Max and Mike quickly ran over and grabbed El, dragging her back to the safety of Scoops Ahoy just as the flares in your hands burned out into nothing.

"Y/N, run." Billy said, dropping the flare to the ground as he took a step forward towards the monster and pushed you behind him.

"Not without you."

He gritted his teeth in frustration about to tell you to go when suddenly the monster in front of him collapsed to the ground with a loud thump. Its large body stilled, unmoving as it laid in the middle of the food court.

It was dead.

They closed the gate.

"Is it over?" Max asked from somewhere behind you.

"I can't feel him anymore." Billy replied hesitantly, like he wasn't sure if he could trust it or not. "Baby Byers! Can you feel him?" He shouted, looking up at the railing on the higher level.

A few seconds later, Will popped his head over the railing with Lucas and looked down at the dead monster in front of you. Parts of the mall were now on fire from the fireworks and destruction, but you were all too focused on the monster to care.

"He's gone." Will confirmed and Billy let out a shaky sigh of relief. "The gate is closed."

You turned back to El to find her on the ground in Max and Mikes arms. Her face was drawn tight from the pain in her leg, but she was smiling. El was smiling.

You glanced back at Billy who hadn't moved a muscle, still staring at the monster in front of him before you reached forward and grabbed his shoulder causing him to flinch at the touch.

"It's just me." You whispered, stepping in front of him, blocking his view of the monster before hooking your thumb under his chin and tilting his head until his eyes met yours. "It's over. He can't hurt you. He can't hurt anyone else. It's over."

Billy took in a deep breath and nodded, his eyes never leaving yours before you pulled him into a hug. His body was still tense, on edge, but after a few seconds he melted in your embrace and wrapped his arms around your back, holding you tightly.

"Jesus, are you guys okay?" Steve's voice suddenly questioned and the two of you pulled apart to find him jogging over to you, the others right behind him. "Those flares were a good idea. How did you think of that?"

"Billy." You said, pointing your thumb at him and Steve raised his eyebrows.

"That was your idea?"

Billy just grinned, slipping right back into his usual cocky, confident self, "I'm not just a pretty face, Harrington."

Steve rolled his eyes, but actually let out a soft laugh before he glanced around at the kids and asked if they were okay and they all nodded. Everyone was okay.

It was then that the sound of helicopters and vehicles outside the mall filled the air and you all walked out the front door to find a team of uniformed soldiers climbing out said helicopters and trucks.

It was raining outside now. Bucketing down from the dark clouds in the sky as the carpark filled up with more vehicles, emergency sirens wailing in the distance.

The Governments logo was plastered on the sides of the black vehicles and you reached down and grabbed El's hand as you eyed the soldiers cautiously. Billy, Steve and Jonathan all took a few steps forward in front of the rest of you protectively.

"It's okay. Everything is okay. We're here to help." A voice called out.

You glanced past the guys to find an older man stepping out one of the helicopters dressed in a suit and tie. He had two soldiers behind him and he turned and gave off a string of instructions that you couldn't hear.

The soldiers jogged past the group of you, not even giving you guys a second glance and instead went straight inside the mall before the man in the suit walked towards you.

"Doctor Owens?" Will asked, recognising the man.

"Hey, kids." The man -Doctor Owens- greeted with a friendly smile.

The next 10 minutes went by in a blur.

Doctor Owens had sworn you all to secrecy, saying that the mall had caught fire while you guys were inside. That was the story the Government was going with and you all had to sign a bunch of papers to agree.

Fire trucks and ambulances were first on the scene after the Government somehow burned the monster's body and got rid of the evidence. The firefighters went in to extinguish the blaze while you guys got checked over by the paramedics.

You made sure that El was okay. The paramedics bandaging her leg properly while she sat in the back of an ambulance, Mike by her side and holding her hand. The others were in the other ambulances getting checked over, but minus a few scrapes and bruises they seemed to be okay.

You walked over to the far ambulance where Billy was currently sitting on the steps holding an icepack to his head while Steve leant against the back door, talking to him.

"Since when are you two friends?" You called out.

"We're not friends." They said in sync, and you rolled your eyes.

"Right."

Steve let out a huff as he glanced over at you before looking back at Billy, "I was just making sure he was okay."

"Such a gentleman." Billy muttered, lowering the icepack and glaring up at him, but there was no real heat behind his tone and Steve grinned. "Jesus, I'm fine, Harrington. Go fuss over one of your children or something."

"Oh, I will. But, first..." Steve began to say, reaching down and grabbing Billy's wrist before lifting the icepack back onto the cut on his forehead. "The paramedic gave you the icepack for a reason. Use it."

"Get your hand off me, Harrington."

Billy's glare hardened at him and Steve paused, staring at his hand that was still holding Billy's wrist.

"On a scale of one to ten, how badly do you want to punch me right now?"

"Hovering somewhere in the high thirties." Billy answered.

"Yeah, that tracks." Steve responded, letting go and taking a step back, but seemed satisfied when Billy actually left the icepack against his forehead. "Have you gotten your shoulder checked out?" Steve asked, turning his attention to you.

"Those kids are right. You really are a mother hen." You commented causing Billy to snort in amusement and Steve rolled his eyes.

"El, where are you going?" Mike's voice suddenly shouted.

You turned around to see what the fuss was about and frowned when you saw El now out the ambulance. She was limping across the carpark, rain still pouring down from the sky above, but she didn’t seem to notice when she stopped and stared at something.

You followed her line of sight to find Joyce and Murray being escorted away from the mall by a couple of soldiers. Will sprinted across the carpark to his mother and she hugged him tightly, looking over his shoulder at El before glancing over at you with tear filled eyes.

Why was Joyce crying? Did something happen? Was she hurt?

"No." El whimpered, shaking her head in denial when realisation suddenly hit you like a truck.

Hopper wasn't with her.

A sickening wave of terror welled in your stomach. Your chest growing so tight it became hard to breathe as you stared at Joyce Byers' teary, heartbroken face.

You jogged through the rain to your sister, your clothes drenched within seconds and hair sticking to your face. El threw herself into you, hugging you and holding on for dear life as she broke down in your arms, but you refused to believe it. He couldn't be dead. Hopper couldn't be dead.

"Where is he?" You asked, your voice raw as you held El against your chest and stared at Joyce. "Where's our dad?"

The woman cried even harder, "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."

"No." You said, shaking your head in denial because she couldn't mean what you thought she meant, right? Hopper wasn't dead. He couldn't be.

"I'm sorry." She continued to sob, Jonathan now rushing over and hugging his mother too.

"No." You repeated, tears burning in your eyes. "No. No, no, no. Tell me where he is. Tell me!"

"He's gone." El sobbed in your arms.

You looked down at your sister who buried her face into your leather jacket and whimpered as the tears in your eyes finally fell.

Mike slowly walked over and motioned to El with a questioning look and you gave him a small nod, not able to do much else as he untangled El's arms from around you and pulled his girlfriend into a comforting hug.

You just stood there in the middle of the carpark, rain still falling from the sky above you as you stared at Joyce. Her watery eyes were glued to yours, looking at you sadly while clutching onto her sons like a lifeline.

Your legs trembled and quaked beneath you as you shook your head in denial. It couldn’t be true. It couldn’t be. You didn’t even get to say goodbye. You didn’t…

Your legs buckled, knees hitting the asphalt and jeans soaking up the puddle of rain below you. A broken sob escaped your lips, and you covered your face with shaky hands as you tried to breathe.

Someone suddenly grabbed your arms, lowering your hands from your face and you saw a flash of blonde curls in front of you.

Billy cradled your face with his hands. He was talking. You knew he was talking, his lips were moving, but you couldn't hear anything above the blood rushing in your ears.

His bright blue eyes searched your face for any sign of recognition, and you wanted to tell him that you were okay. You wanted to say something, anything, but when you tried to speak, you were choked with tears.

His face broke and he pulled you into his chest and that was all it took before you completely broke down. You buried your face in the crook of his neck and Billy held you tightly as you burst into tears. 

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I couldn’t let Billy die. It absolutely killed me watching him and Hopper both die in that season finale, so I had to change it. I hope you guys liked it and the next chapter we will be starting Season 4, so major spoiler warning if you haven’t watched it yet!

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The Halloween Spirit - Part 2

“Boo!” Jessica shouted as she jumped out from behind the door and into the path of her little sister, who let out a terrified scream. “Hahaha! Come on Suzie, aren’t you supposed to be a big girl now? It’s Halloween! Only dumb toddlers get scared of someone shouting ‘boo’ for God’s sake. You sounded scared enough to wet your…. Oh. My. God!”

The nineteen-year-old doubled up with laughter at the sight of the growing wet stain on the front of her little sister’s skirt, while Suzie herself started to whimper and cry.

“What’s going on here?” their mother asked, appearing suddenly in the doorway. “Suzie, what’s the matter sweetie?”

“Oh nothing, mum,” Jessica answered, still laughing nastily. “Your seven-year-old daughter just pissed her fucking pants, that’s all!”

“Oh Suzie, it’s okay,” their mother cooed gently, pulling her younger daughter into a hug. “We’ll get you cleaned up. Accidents happen, sweetheart… Stop laughing, Jessica! And I don’t want you using language like that in front of your sister!”

“Sorry mum, I just can’t help it,” Jessica said, looking down at her still-crying sister with a smirk. “Maybe you were too soon to let this one out of diapers, huh?”

“That’s enough, Jessica! Get out if you’re not going to help!”

“Like I’d want to help change that little pants-wetter’s pissy undies,” Jessica scoffed, leaving the room and heading off down the corridor.

She didn’t notice as the shadow passed over her, but she stopped halfway to her room, deciding that she might as well go to the toilet herself. She smirked as she entered the bathroom and saw the pack of Goodnites under the sink – the ones that Suzie still needed at night. She knew she was probably being a little cruel to her sister, but honestly the girl was seven years old and she still peed in her pants! It was ridiculous!

Jessica slid her jeans and underwear down her legs and turned around to sit on the toilet when she suddenly felt a horrible chill run down her spine. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end and she was overcome by the feeling that something was lurking right behind her.

Immediately, she staggered forwards and spun around, instinctively tugging her panties and jeans back up and looking about fearfully. But there was nothing there. Just the toilet sitting there innocently.

The smell of pee reached her nose, and Jessica blushed crimson when she pulled down her jeans a little and saw the small wet spot on the front of her undies. It was hardly anything – just a tiny dribble, but it made her feel especially humiliated after what had just happened with Suzie. This was different though, she told herself. She’d just been interrupted while using the toilet, that’s all. It wasn’t an accident.

Jessica took a deep breath, slid her panties back down to her knees, and turned around again to plant her bare bottom on the toilet. But then it happened again. Barely a moment after she’d turned her back, there was that overwhelming sense that something was behind her. A monster.

She squealed, yanking up her underwear and trousers again and falling forwards onto the floor in her haste to look behind her. And this time, she left more than a little spot of wetness in her panties. A strong spurt of wee-wee came out of her pussy, soaking the front of her underwear and leaving a noticeable wet patch on the crotch of her jeans.

Jessica was breathing heavily, looking around, wondering what on Earth was happening. There was something lurking by the toilet, she was sure of it. But nothing appeared, and after a minute or so, she got to her feet, wrinkling her nose in disgust at the piss-stained clothes she was now wearing. The urge to pee was getting stronger and stronger, but now even the thought of trying to sit on the toilet sent a thrill of fear through her body.

She went over to the shower instead, stepping inside and, feeling utterly stupid, reaching to pull down her jeans and underwear for the third time. But this time, before she even had time to tug them down, the sense of overpowering fear came back. Her bladder let go.

Jessica stumbled back into the centre of the bathroom as the dark wet patch on her crotch blossomed outwards and streams of warm pee-pee ran down the legs of her jeans, soaking into her shoes and socks. For a moment she could only stare down at herself in disbelief and horror. But then she started crying at the top of her lungs. She’d pissed her pants. No different from Suzie. Worse. She hadn’t done it because someone had tried to jump out and scare her. She felt utterly pathetic. She was actually frightened of some stupid, imaginary potty monster!

And that was how her mother found her, Suzie in tow, blubbering like a baby with her jeans utterly drenched with pee. None of them would ever know how or why it had happened, but over the next few days, the reality of Jessica’s condition became clear. She had developed a sudden, overwhelming phobia of using the toilet, and by the time all the Halloween decorations had been taken down, her mother had had no choice but to go out and buy her nineteen-year-old daughter a large pack of adult nappies to pee and poop in.

“Is it attention? Is that what you want, Jessie?” her mother demanded as she filled Jessica’s underwear drawer with diapers. “Do you want Mummy to start wiping your little butt again?”

Jessica didn’t know which was worse – her mother’s scornful attitude, or the way her little sister kept trying to make her feel better, parroting their mother’s old words of comfort by telling her she’d “be a big girl who peed and pooped in the potty someday”, but that it was okay if she wasn’t “ready for the toilet yet and preferred to use her pants”.

Jessica wished desperately that she could use the toilet again. She cried when she wet herself and she cried when she messed herself, and she cried especially hard when her mother moved her little sister’s old diaper pail into her room, but no matter how disgusted and humiliated she felt, it wasn’t enough to get over her terror of the toilet.

The only place Jessica felt safe going potty was in her pants, and so that’s where she’d be peeing and pooping for the rest of her days. Maybe it would even teach her to be a little nicer to others.