#we love him a lot n hope others would too so here's Mike! he's a little silly with it

[infernaltapestries]

Susan Taxpayer oc GO! This is Michael Manager. He works as a manager in a nearby department to Susan. He's rather polite and very easily worries about his coworkers and their health, keeping many things such as small bottles of water, snacks and first aid in his carryon bag. Who knows what else he has in there? He's kind but can have a temper if you get on his bad side and can become rather scary. Also do not worry about the tail don't worry about it he's a completely normal human person with no abilities regarding shadows or anything. He also has a big affinity for animals, as they do him, cats especially, he can usually be seen being followed by his kitty Yin despite how much he's asked them to stay home they never seem to listen.

[andvys]

sooo... I saw that your requests are open so maybe something with Henderson!reader who secretly has a crush on Eddie/Steve (you know I love them both so it's your choice here 🤭) and she has a fight with Dustin and this little shrimp (with all the love Dusty-bun) and his big mouth scream in nerves something about said crush and of course Eddie/Steve hears it, happy ending here pretty please 🥹

of course you don't have to write it if you don't like the idea! no pressure here, hope you have an amazing day Andy 🩷

My only angel E.M.

Warnings: slight angst, mentions of unrequited feelings, mutual pining, happy ending of course, mostly fluff

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Henderson!Reader

Word count: 2.5K

Note: thank you for this request bestie! I loved writing it!

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You love your brother, you really do but that little shrimp, how Eddie likes to call him, can truly get on your nerves sometimes. You do anything for him, which is probably why he is so insatiable. You always spoiled him, that was probably your first mistake but you love getting him things that he loves so much, whether it’s new comics, books, movies or anything DnD related. A lot of your savings are spent on him, you know it’s not your job to get him all this stuff all the time but he is your little brother and you love seeing that big smile on his face whenever he gets excited about the things you get him. 

You drive him around when Steve is too busy to do it, you cook him lunch and dinner when your mom has no time to do it, you bake things for him and his friends and you let him host movie nights even though you love having the living room to yourself on Friday nights. 

You always say yes to him. 

But not this time. 

“Come on, are you serious?” Dustin exclaims, rolling his eyes at you as he follows you to your locker. 

“Very serious, Dustin!” 

“You can literally do it any other night, y/n!” 

Mike, Will and Lucas are tagging along with him, giving you their best puppy eyes. 

You open your locker, staring into blank space as you take a deep breath before you turn back around to look at the teens. 

“You know what? I’ve been waiting for this night for weeks! Mom is out of town, you were supposed to be at Mike’s place if I remember correctly and I was supposed to have the house to myself!” 

Mike furrows his brows, “why can’t you have your girls night at our place? You can have the basement,” he shrugs. 

“Yeah, the basement is nice!” Will smiles, though he doesn’t look like he wants to be a part of this argument. 

“Yeah, I’m sure Nancy and Robin would be fine with that,” Lucas says, giving you an unsure grin. 

“Exactly!” Dustin rolls his eyes. 

You tilt your head, “why don’t you host your DnD thing in your basement? That’s where you always used to play!” 

Dustin puts his hand on his forehead, “or you can just hang out in your room and we’ll have the living room to ourselves, that way we can all have what we want!”

You laugh, shaking your head in disbelief, “I want the living room, in fact, I want the whole house to myself, for once!” 

Dustin scrunches his face up in confusion, “oh come on, y/n, please!” 

Mike and Lucas nod along, “please, we don’t want any parents around, they aren’t exactly fans of Eddie.” 

Your features soften a little, something that definitely doesn’t go unnoticed by your little brother. 

You sigh, crossing your arms over your chest, you shake your head. You, Nancy and Robin have planned your only girls night for weeks, there is no way that you will let any boys interrupt it. 

“Nope.” 

Dustin’s face grows red, he rolls his eyes and throws his hands up, “son of a bitch,” he mumbles to himself, “is it because of your crush on Eddie? Are you scared that you will embarrass yourself when he’s around the way you always do?”

Your jaw drops and your eyes widen as you look at your brother. 

Mike’s eyes widen as well, he opens his mouth to say something but quickly closes it again when he sees the metalhead behind you, his expression mirroring yours. 

Will looks down, feeling sorry for you. 

Lucas cups his mouth, looking like he’s about to burst into laughter. 

Dustin’s face grows pale, regret flickering in his eyes when he sees the shocked and embarrassed look on your face and the surprised one on Eddie’s. 

“What?!” 

That’s the question you ask yourself, internally. That voice did not belong to you though, this is Eddie’s voice. 

Your blood runs cold and your stomach churns. Closing your eyes, you take a deep breath. Oh, how you wish the ground would just swallow you whole. Your cheeks heat up and embarrassment rushes through you. 

Eddie, whose face is more flustered than ever, steps around you, staring at you with wide eyes, “y/n, is that the truth?” 

You can only imagine what he thinks and what he feels, you spare yourself the embarrassment of being rejected. You don’t look at him, you don’t even bother to answer the question, you slam your locker shut, “host your goddamn campaign, Dustin,” you spit before you walk away without sparing any of them a single look. 

Eddie’s big eyes follow you, watching you walk away with your head hung low. His heart skips a beat, butterflies swirling in his stomach. You have a crush on him? The girl he has been pining for, feels the same? 

“Dustin,” Will mumbles, “how can you embarrass your own sister like that?” He shakes his head. 

“Yeah, dude,” Lucas mumbles.

Mike scratches his head and glances at Eddie who looks awestruck.

“Shit,” Dustin mumbles, closing his eyes. 

Eddie finally turns to look at him, putting his hand on the teen’s shoulder, he looks down at him, “Henderson, is that the truth?” Eddie asks, “your sister has a crush on me– on me?” He points to himself in confusion. 

Mike and Lucas share a look, smirking a little. 

Dustin finally opens his eyes, looking nervously up at his dungeon master, he is unsure of what to say, not wanting to embarrass you any further, he shrugs. 

Lucas sighs, rolling his eyes at his friend, “yes, Eddie. She has a crush on you.” 

Mike nods, “yeah, she was actually talking about you with my sister.” 

Eddie looks at them, “really?” 

Dustin squints his eyes, taking in the excited look on Eddie’s face, “wait,” he mumbles, “do you like my sister?” 

Eddie swallows, cheeks growing red.

“Holy shit!” Dustin exclaims as the three teens start smirking at him but before any of them can say anything else, Eddie turns around and runs off just the way you did, leaving them all giggling. 

-

You and Eddie aren’t the closest friends, that is probably because of your huge crush on him. Dustin isn’t wrong, you do tend to embarrass yourself in front of him. 

Whenever he is around, you turn into a blushing mess, you barely manage to form a sentence when he talks to you, all he ever gets are short responses, shy smiles and little waves. The poor guy probably thinks you hate him but he really just makes you incredibly nervous. 

You always had a crush on him, from the first moment you had laid your eyes on him, you had a special place in your heart for the handsome metalhead, not knowing that he feels just the same. 

You never talked much to him, only when you sat next to each other during class or saw him outside of school but you weren’t brave enough to make the move to become his friend or anything more than that. 

When your brother befriended him and he started coming around, stealing your job of driving him around, he always left you a blushing mess. Eddie was always a flirt, throwing random pickup lines at you, gifting you a flower that he picked from your mother’s garden or someone else’s property, holding doors open for you or carrying your books to classes but you never thought much of it, you thought that he’s like that with every girl. 

He is not. 

You fear that, that is over now, that he is weirded out by your crush on him. Thanks to your brother and his big mouth, your day and the rest of your week is ruined. 

All day, you have been avoiding Eddie, trying your best to avoid eye contact. The thought of being confronted and rejected makes you feel both mortified and heartbroken. 

You successfully manage to get through the day without running into him again. Now, you’re alone in your room, sulking, listening to Tears for Fears and glaring at your diary, the one that Dustin must’ve read, how else would he know of your crush and your hopeless feelings for Eddie? 

A knock on your window pulls you out of your thoughts, startling you a little. You throw the ripped out pages on your bed and turn around, eyes widening when you see Eddie who stands in front of your window with a smile on his face, waving at you shyly.

Your heart begins to race, your eyes widen. Nervously, you make your way towards it, he purses his lips, staring at you in excitement. Sliding the window open, you lick your lips and take a deep breath, “h-hi?” You mumble nervously. 

He is not here to reject you is he? 

Eddie smiles and you just now notice the flowers in his hands.

Surely, a guy who is about to reject you, won’t show up with flowers and a smile on his face, right?

“Hello princess,” he grins, looking giddy as he eyes you. 

You blush at the pet name, breaking eye contact, you look down. 

“Can I come in?” 

You nod and step aside to let him in, you dig your nails into your palms, a nervous habit that you have picked up on, years ago. You look down at yourself, growing incredibly flustered when you realize that you’re only wearing a big shirt and underwear. 

He climbs inside and shuts the window before he turns around to face you, he can’t even fight the smile off his face when he sees how nervous you are, “here, these are for you,” he whispers, holding out the flowers for you. 

Your eyes light up, looking up at him, you notice the excitement in his dark eyes, his plump lips are set in a bright smile. 

You reach for the flowers, your fingertips graze his knuckles as you take the flowers from him, “thank you,” you smile, glancing at the pink and yellow flowers, “those are not from mom’s garden,” you giggle. 

Eddie shakes his head, “no, they’re not,” he smiles, “I picked them out just for you, there’s a huge field of flowers close to Lover’s Lake,” he explains. He licks his lips, looking around the room that he has only passed by whenever he came over to pick up Dustin, “maybe I could take you there…. tomorrow? To Lover’s Lake, I mean.” 

Your heart flutters in your chest, excitement bubbling in your stomach. 

“To do what?” You ask, tilting your head, “isn’t that like a popular makeout spot?” 

His eyes widen and he chuckles, “no, according to all the jocks at school, skull rock is a popular makeout spot,” he says, stepping closer to you, he smiles as he watches you smelling the flowers, “but we could always make Lover’s Lake a new makeout spot, just for us, of course.” 

Your eyes widen even more, your cheeks grow incredibly hot. 

Your reaction makes him smirk, a sense of pride rushing through him for being so ‘smooth’. 

You giggle, forgetting all about the embarrassment and the fear you have felt before.

“Just for us?” 

He steps even closer to you, bringing his hand up, he brushes your hair back, tucking it behind your ear, “I wouldn’t want to take any other girl there, sweetheart,” he says, eyes softening, “but you gotta stop running away from me, I’ve been trying to catch you all day.” 

You draw your brows together and look up at him with big eyes, it makes him weak in the knees. 

“Tell me, is that little shrimp telling the truth?” He asks with big and hopeful eyes. 

You blink, your breathing quickens and you grow nervous all over again. 

“If he is, then I’d be the happiest and luckiest man in the world, princess.” 

Your heart leaps to your throat, you can’t believe it. 

“Really?” You breathe. 

He nods with a large smile on his face. 

“If you haven’t noticed, I’m like really obsessed with you,” he admits, cheeks redder than ever. 

“Wait what?” 

He chuckles, shaking his head as he cups your cheek, “I thought, I made it pretty obvious.” 

Not only does Eddie use every opportunity to talk to you, to spend time with you, he also creates DnD characters based on you, he drives around Hawkins, searching for the perfect flowers for you, he picks up Dustin just so he can see you, even if it’s only for one minute, he does anything to see you and to be with you and he explains all that to you, leaving you standing there with a shocked and awestruck look on your face. 

“I-I thought you do that for every girl,” you admit. 

“Never!” Eddie frowns, “I only want one girl,” he says as he reaches for your hand, bringing it up to his lips, he keeps looking into your eyes as he presses a kiss to your knuckles, “I only want you, sweetheart. So, will you take pity on my cynical heart and do me the honor and go on a date with me?” He asks, dramatically and with a teasing look in his eyes. 

Your giggle makes his soul happy.

Eddie is so crazy about you. He loves your beautiful voice, it always makes his heart flutter. He loves your sweet smile. He loves the way you get so flustered whenever he just looks at you. He loves your perfume. He loves the way you make him feel. The way you have always been so good and sweet to him, the way you always make him smile and happy, even on his worst days.

You're his angel.

“I would love to go on a date with you, Eddie Munson,” you smile. 

“Really?” He exclaims happily. 

“Yes!” 

He fist bumps the air before he scoops you up in his arms and twirls you around, giggling at the squeal that leaves your lips as you wrap your arms around his neck, still holding the flowers in your hands. 

“This is the best day of my life,” he whispers when he places you back on the ground, giving you a toothy grin, he can’t even help himself, leaning closer, he kisses your cheek, “can’t believe that your little brother made it the best day.” 

“You should’ve asked me out before,” you whisper. 

“Sweetheart, I didn’t think you were into me, I feel like I’ve been flirting with you for months!” 

“I didn’t think you were flirting!” 

“Wasn’t I obvious?” 

You shrug, “I thought that you were just a flirt!” 

He scoffs, putting his hands on the small of your back, he pulls you tightly against him, “only for you.” 

You smile at him. Raising your hand, you run your fingers through his hair and push it back, reaching for one of the smaller flowers in your little bouquet, you pick it out and tuck the stem behind his ear. 

Eddie chuckles at your action but his heart flutters when you lean in and kiss his cheek. 

“You’re pretty, Eddie.” 

“Yeah?” He asks, blushing. 

You nod. 

“I think you’re prettier,” he whispers, smiling at you, “you’re the prettiest.” 

“No, that’s you.” 

“No, you!” 

Neither of you notice the hushed whispers outside of your door, too busy and focused on each other.

“Oh, they’re so gross already,” Dustin mumbles with a disgusted look on his face. 

Lucas and Mike giggle. 

“I think, they’re super cute,” Will smiles with a happy look on his face. 

“I think Eddie will come over for something other than the campaign this weekend,” Lucas says, wiggling his brows. 

Dustin groans, shaking his head, “ew!” 

[munsonsprincess11111]

The visit

Eddie munson x Henderson!reader

Summary: Suzie comes to visit Dustin which some how wraps you and eddie into the mix.

Laying peacefully in bed. Your head on eddies chest. Naked under the sheets. Skin touching. His arm around you as you lay at his side. Your arms wrapped around his slender waist. The clock reading 1:43 pm. What more could you want? Nothing could ruin the moment. Until...

BANG! BANG! BANG!

On your bedroom door

"We're back with Suzie come say hi don't be rude." Dustin shouts from the other side of the door waking eddie. Then his running footsteps could be heard. Eddie groans rubbing his eyes. You sit up in bed kissing Eddie sweetly. As you pull away he attempts to chase your lips. But gives up throwing himself into the pillows.

"Morning baby." You say stretching before getting up looking for you pyjamas.

"Afternoon more like." Eddie says glancing at the clock. You both slip your pyjamas back on. Eddie hugs you for a moment and sways holding you. "Common let's go meet Dustins not so imaginary girlfriend." Eddie says kissing your head.

He opens the door for you and you both exit. Walking to the living room eddies arm over your shoulders keeping you close to his side. Dustin hears you before he sees you.

"Finally. Suzie this is y/n. Y/n this is... Why is Eddie here?" Dustin completly trails off starring at Eddie.

"Cause he's my boyfriend n it was late. Hi Suzie I'm Dustins sister nice to meet you." You say stretching nearly accidentally hitting Eddie from how close he was stood next to you. You rub his arm in apology.

"Nice to meet you y/n." Suzie smiles giving you a small wave.

"And this is Eddie you know my D&D club leader I told you about." Dustin gestures to Eddie.

"Oh yes Dustin has told me lots about you." She smiles at eddie.

"Nice to uh meet you." Eddie says still half asleep.

Dustin shows Suzie around the small house and you and Eddie head to the kitchen. You sit in the side as he puts the kettle on making you, your mum and himself a coffee as he refuses to let you do it when he's over due to you burning yourself once. "Your so good to me." You say as Eddie steps between yours legs. He burries his face in your neck arms going to your waist.

Dustin and Suzie walk into the kitchen and Eddie untangles himself from you going back to the coffee task. "Did you seriously only just wake up?" Dustin asked sitting at the small table with Suzie next to him.

"Yes n if it was up to me n not your loud mouth we would still be asleep." Eddie complains half for getting Suzie there. But not enough to not make her and Dustin hot coco. "Here." He slides them a cross the table to the too

"Why won't you let y/n do it?" Dustin askes

"Cause I burnt myself once n he won't get over it." You mumble sipping your coffee as Eddie takes your mum hers rolling his eyes. "He can't say I don't try he's just a drama queen."

"First I'm dungeon master it's my thing. Second I'm not being responsible for if u burn yourself again you was a baby last Time." Eddie says kissing your cheek.

"Hey Eddie..." Dustin askes. Eddie turns so he's stood between your legs with his back to you looking at Dustin arms crossed over his chest. Your arm that isn't holding coffee goes around him. "What?" He answers simply.

"Do you wanna I dunno would you mind taking me and Suzie to the arcade I wanna introduce her to Mike will and Lucas... And then back here..." Dustin askes hastily.

"Only if y/n comes so I'm not a total taxi driver." He answers leaning fully back into you. "I'll come." You say sipping your coffee.

"Well there's your answer." Eddie says. You lean a cross and put your mug in the sink. Both your arms going around his neck. His hands to your legs and and slide to his back. "To my bedroom. I gotta get dressed." You say as Eddie walks out the kitchen with you in his back.

"I hope were like them two one day. They seem so happy, and in love and they act like it's just them two in the world." Suzie says smiling at Dustin sipping her drink.

"Once you get to know them more you'll realise were more like them then you think trust me." Dustin says finally holding her hand. Which she blushes and smiles at.

In your room Eddie throws you on to the bed. Jumping in you as you giggle. "Where the black Lacey top and the black leather mini skirt. I'll give you my leather jacket to go with it." Eddie says kissing you.

"Why?" You giggle.

"Cause you look hot in that outfit and I'm going to willingly give you my jacket." He says rolling off of you to find some of the clothes you'd stolen.

You both get dressed and enter the living room.

"Let's go kiddos." Eddie says signalling for the door. Suzie and Dustin walk out hand in hand smiling. Eddie glanced you up and down. "God I love you in that jacket." Eddie says playfully throwing his head back.

"Mmm and I love you in just the demim over vest really shows yours tattoos." You say walking over to him.

"I love you."

"I love you most."

"Come in Romeo's gonna start shouting at Me if I don't hurry." Eddie says gesturing the door for you. As you close the door and look around you see Dustin and Suzie kissing and then pulling away. Eddie takes your hand and walks down to the van.

"Hey babe?" He says opening the sliding door for the two. "Yeah? " you answer as he slams the side door and them opens yours. Which you happily jump into.

"Remember when we was that awkward?" Eddie whispers and giggles.

"Yeah I remember when you first kissed me and you went as red as a tomato and started stuttering." You laugh putting a hand on his cheek.

"Shhh don't tell them." Eddie says kissing you then closing the door.

He gets in the drivers side and starts the van.

"Red as a tomato huh?" Dustin says to Eddie from the back of the van.

"Shut it Henderson or I'll tell the whole club how awkward that kiss you two just shared there was." Eddie half threatens to which Dustin takes his hands.

"Rights let's go." Eddie pulls out of your driveway and rests a hand on your thigh as he drives to the arcade. Dustin and Suzie are talking and blushing. You can't help but remember when it was you and Eddie sat in the back of the van talking, blushing and giggling and you smile, happy that Dustins found what he never thought he would find.

You look over to Eddie to see him with a cigarette hanging loosely from his lips. One hand on the steering wheel and the other on your thigh. He glances over at you and smiles. "Love you." He says as he blows the smoke out the window.

"Love you more." You say taking his hand in yours.

"Love you most." He smirks kissing your hand with a loud 'mwah' sound.

"Huh you bitch." You say smirking kissing his stubbly cheek.

"You love it." He smirks

-

A/n: WOULD ANYONE LIKE A PART 2 CAUSE IDK.

[writingdumpster]

camping

pairing: Eddie Munson x reader

warnings: suggestive language

summary: the teens of the group know about eddie’s crush on you and your crush on him so they orchestrate a group camping trip to push you and Eddie together.

word count: 2,000

A/N: I just hit 2K. Thank you all so much for reading my work and supporting me. I just got done with school, so I’ll be posting a lot for the next month. (I hope). Thank you again, it means something to me.

The leaves crunched beneath your boots as you hopped out of the passenger seat of Eddie’s van. Eddie pulled the back door of the van open and the kids started piling out of the back. The whole gang was going on a camping trip for the weekend.

“Why does y/n always get to ride shotgun?” Mike complained as Steve’s car pulled up with Robin, Nancy, and Jonathan.

“I rank the highest,” you said. Eddie chuckled.

“No, I do,” Dustin interjected. Lucas and Will started pulling out the tents.

“Not true. She’s right. She outranks everyone,” Eddie said.

“You met her after us! She isn’t even in Hellfire,” Dustin complained.

“You say that like it’s a bad thing,” Max joked. Dustin flipped Max off before returning to the van to get the last remaining ice chest.

All of you began setting up the tents. There were two four-person tents and two two-person tents. Jonathan and Nancy were the obvious occupants of the first two-person tent, but the other didn’t have an obvious pairing.

“El and I can take it,” Mike volunteered when it came into question.

“No,” Nancy and Steve said in unison. Dustin and Lucas chuckled when Mike’s expression deflated. Robin had a mischievous smirk on her face.

“Eddie and y/n should take it,” Robin said. Your cheeks burned as you glared at her. She and Nancy were the only people you had told about your crush on Eddie.

“Yeah, Robin and I can split up and make sure the kids don’t get up to anything,” Steve said. It was Eddie’s turn to glare at Steve, the only person that Eddie had told about his crush on you. You and Eddie then both looked at one another and gave each other kind smiles.

“It’s fine with me,” you said nervously.

“Yeah, that works,” Eddie agreed. You went towards the van to go collect your bag. Steve was walking away when Eddie grabbed his collar.

“Why would you do that?” Eddie hissed. “I’m not gonna be able to keep it together if I’m sleeping next to her!” Steve chuckled. He patted Eddie’s shoulder and Eddie released him.

“Robin told me she’s got a crush on you too,” Steve said with a smirk.

“She likes me back? Wait, how long have you known that?” Eddie questioned.

“A while, it’s kinda obvious. But we were talking about it on the way here,” Steve said.

“So, Jonathan and Nancy know too then?” Eddie asked.

“Well, y/n told Nancy she liked you. Jonathan was the only one who was totally out of the loop,” Steve said. Eddie laughed at that. He liked Jonathan, he just didn’t know Jonathan that well.

“Was this all a set-up?” Eddie questioned.

“Not entirely, maybe like 70% set-up 30% camping trip,” Steve joked. Eddie watched as you ducked into the tent that you and Eddie were meant to spend the next two nights in. “Go get her.” Eddie nodded and followed you into the tent.

“Hey,” he greeted you. You were kneeling on one side of the rectangular tent. You had a small duffle bag and a backpack in front of you.

“Hi,” you greeted with a smile as Eddie dropped his things onto the other side of the tent.

Say something to her. Eddie thought as hard as he could in search of something good to say to you. Maybe he could say something that would make you laugh. Eddie loved to hear the sound of your laugh, especially when he was the one who’d made you laugh. You started to unroll your sleeping bag and before he could think better of it Eddie opened his mouth.

“That’s your sleeping bag?” Eddie asked.

“Yeah?”

“You’re going to be freezing!” He exclaimed.

“What and yours is so much warmer?” You asked. Eddie gestured down at the thick, fleece lined, down sleeping bag that he had laid out.

“Yours isn’t meant for the outdoors, princess,” Eddie said. Your cheeks heated at the nickname.

“It’s the only one I have,” you told him.

“You should’ve told me. I would’ve brought Wayne’s,” he said. You shrugged.

“I’m sure it’ll be fine,” you said.

“You can always share with me,” Eddie said with a smirk. You rolled your eyes.

“In your dreams, Munson,” you joked.

“In yours too, I suspect,” Eddie teased back.

All of you spent the afternoon on a hike up to the waterfall by the campground. Eddie held his hand out to you a few times to help you down particularly steep jumps, and you weren’t sure when but at some point you didn’t let go of his hand after you had landed safely.

When it got dark Eddie and Robin got a fire going while Steve and you laid out s’mores supplies. For a while you were seated beside Eddie, both of you on a blanket spread out over the ground, backs leaning against a log that sat behind you. You got up at some point, off to find another sweater. You were stepping over Eddie’s legs when he grabbed your hand.

“Come down here, sweetheart,” Eddie called sweetly. No part of you wanted to resist as he pulled you down into his lap. He pulled you up close so that your back was against his chest, tucking his chin into the crook of your neck so he could continue to listen to the campfire chatter. His arms were around your middle, but you tugged on his hands so that his fingers were interlaced with yours.

“Since when are you two toge—ow!” Mike was cut off when Nancy punched him in the arm. Your body tensed but Eddie’s thumb rubbed against the back of your hand tenderly. It was like the rest of the day had been. No words were being spoken, but the two of you wanted each other.

“You smell nice,” Eddie whispered when Lucas started telling a scary story. You smiled and Eddie could feel your cheek move against him.

“Probably just the mountain air,” you said.

“No, it’s lavender. Is it your shampoo?” Eddie asked. You were quiet for a moment, surprised at how observant Eddie was when it came to you. You had seen him walk right past ‘do not enter’ signs and ask for directions to a location that was just on the other side of the street. Despite that he was noting that your shampoo smelled like lavender.

“Yeah, it is. My conditioner is too,” you told him. Eddie hummed in approval. He leaned his nose into your hair and inhaled.

“I like it,” he murmured. You snuggled back further into his chest.

“I like the way you smell too,” you said. Eddie chuckled.

“What? Cigarettes and sweat?” He joked. You turned your head so you could take a whiff of Eddie’s distinct masculine musk.

“Whatever it is, it’s nice,” you said. Eddie smiled. “I think I’m gonna go to bed,” you whispered.

“I’ll come too,” Eddie said. He held his hand out to support you as you rose from the ground and bid everyone a good night.

“Good night, love bird—ow! Jesus, Nancy!” Mike’s jeers were once again interrupted by a punch from Nancy. Your cheeks burned as you ducked into your tent.

You and Eddie faced away from one another as you changed into your pajamas. Eddie couldn’t help himself when he glanced over his shoulder. All he saw was the back of you, but he was enamored by the way your waist curved into your hip, the dimples that were on your back, and the way your skin looked in the dim light from his electric lantern.

“Are you dressed?” You asked after you’d slid on your sweatshirt.

“Yeah,” Eddie said. The two of you turned around. Eddie was in flannel pajama pants and a henley. He had pushed the sleeves up to his elbows and somehow in the most innocent of clothing he looked irresistible.

“You really should sleep in my bag, princess. You’re not going to be warm enough,” Eddie said.

“Nice try, Eds. I’ll be fine,” you said.

“I’m serious, sweetheart. It’s cold out here,” he tried.

“I’ll be okay,” you said. Eddie raised his hands in surrender.

“Whatever you say,” he agreed.

“Um…good night, Eddie,” you said as you crawled into your sleeping bag. Eddie smiled.

“Good night, princess,” he replied as he tucked himself in. He was sure you’d be in his sleeping bag within an hour. After ten minutes you were shivering in your thin sleeping bag. Eddie was right. It was not designed for outdoor use. Your teeth started chattering as you lay curled up tightly.

“Princess?” Eddie’s voice cut above the sounds of the forest.

“Yeah?” You asked, turning your head to look over at Eddie. He had unzipped the side of his sleeping bag facing you and was holding it up with open arms.

“Come here,” he called. You didn’t need to be asked twice. You crawled out of your sleeping bag and into his, immediately tucking yourself into his chest and trying to absorb all his warmth.

“Jesus, you’re freezing!” Eddie remarked. He reached behind you to pull the zipper of his sleeping bag up before wrapping his arms around you and pulling you tight against his body. He moved his hands quickly against your arms, trying to generate friction that might warm you up. He felt your face to see if it was still cold. When he found it was, he pressed his hands against your cheeks. He leaned in and exhaled hot air against your neck and you let out a little hum of pleasure. Your heart dropped before beating like the drums that Eddie’s band played.

“What was that I just heard, princess?” Eddie called down to you. You refused to look up at him but you were sure he had a smug grin across his face.

“I didn’t hear anything,” you said. Your cheeks were burning as you tried to tuck your head back down. Eddie reached up and tipped your chin to make you meet his eyes.

“Really?” He asked. “I thought I heard something.” You shook your head. Eddie’s eyes turned to your lips.

“Eddie…” You whispered quietly.

“Yes?” He asked, his tone teasing. His hand had moved to your neck, the skin still cold.

“I…You’re so close,” you murmured. You were holding your breath.

“I could be closer,” Eddie said. “Do you want me closer, princess?” You nodded. “I need to hear it.”

“Yes,” you whispered. Eddie’s lips were on yours. They were warm and velvety soft and his kiss enveloped your whole body in warmth as if you had walked into a cozy cabin with a roaring fire. His tongue moved against yours smoothly, the two of you working in perfect harmony as if you had kissed each other for centuries. It was undoubtedly the best kiss you had ever had. His hands moved away from your face, arms settling around you again. You met his eyes and the two of you broke out in laughter.

“We just kissed!” You giggled. Eddie grinned.

“I’ve been wanting to kiss you since we met, angel,” Eddie confessed proudly.

“Me too,” you told him. “It was better than I imagined.”

“Your lips are soft,” Eddie said. You smiled but didn’t respond. He blushed, wondering if he had said something too forward. You smirked as he looked away from you. You leaned up and pressed your lips to his exposed neck.

“You deserve some softness, Eds,” you mumbled against him. He turned his head down to catch your lips in his again.

“Are you gonna be the one to give it to me, sweetheart?” He asked. You nodded.

“If you’ll let me,” you said. Eddie smirked.

“Oh, angel. I’d let you do anything to me.”

[cryptidsm00cher]

FNAF SPOILERS

okay so, i know everyone is talking about it already but I'm just gonna do a quick list of my theories n beliefs bc i want to keep em all together and also why not so here we go!!

mike and garret's father is henry emily! hes the same man working on the animatronics on the training tape, and it makes sense that william would kidnap him and that garrett would be so unphased and willing to get into a vehicle with him.

garrett will be the puppet. im loving the theory that instead of michael being an afton like he is in the games, he's an emily. garrett in this instance would be charlie's replacement in the movies. his story follows the same timeline that charlies does: locked away from their protector (mike/the puppet), taken in by someone they know (william) and then killed by him. the puppet music plays at the end of the film, and right after that, letters spell out "come find me." this is garrett, who has possessed the marionette and is speaking to mike!

the nevada dream isn't real. dreams can be foggy, memories can be worse. mike tells vanessa and his coworker that theres a dream theory, where he can go back into his memories and look for details. but what if hes so focused on trying to get to the details of the car and the man that he's forgetting the big ones? what if he never actually went to nevada? it might seem silly and farfetched but there was a lot of emphasis on the soda spilling, the ketchup spraying, etc. i kept thinking it would go back to the pizzaria. so what if michael blocked out the pizzaria entirely? what if he saw garrett be taken by william? in the games, william comes out of his car, kills charlie, and leaves. what if in the movie universe he instead took garrett and left with him in his car? what if that part of the memory is true, but in a. desperate attempt to block the memory of freddy's he forgot it entirely? he seems unfamiliar when talking to vanessa, who is shocked he's never heard of it, since it was so popular. what if the reason she was shocked was because she knew he had been here before?

vanessa and mike knew each other as kids. vanessa is very vague about her childhood and about her knowing garrett, but she does reveal that she not only met him, but was at the pizzaria often (hence the photo and all her seemingly good memories, like being excited about the band playing). if mike is an emily, it would make sense that he was at the pizzaria with garrett and his parents, and that vanessa had known him. which leads to the question of: did she see when william killed garrett? did she help him? she's smiling in the picture with her father and his plane. did she have no idea until it was too late?

henry emily will come back. mike says that his mom died and his father couldn't handle it, so he left. im not sure how they're going to fit so much into three movies, but my hope is that the trilogy they've planned will end with Pizzaria Simulator. and if this is the case, henry emily would have to be present for it to happen.

abby will possess baby. i really dont have much on this i just think it would be super sick if it followed what would have been her fate if she was an afton, and if she's elizabeths movie counterpart it would make sense for her to have the same ending.

i have a lot more theories and hopes, im actually working out a mini timeline for what i think will happen in the movies bc i think it would be super cool but!! for now thats all i got thats super major to me. im so glad fnaf has had this resurgence in theories im having the time of my life i love thinking about this kind of stuff

[captainsy-cookiemonster]

Welcome Home

Prompt: Okay! You gonna love this A sandwich.... between....*drum rolls* Mike and Touch Starved!Will … They both brothers, and Mike is a horn dog, while after 3 month parted Will needs a hard release after a stressful business agenda😘😘

Summary: while your one roommate is away, things get steamy with your other roommate. it just so happens that the roommate who was gone comes back while you’re fooling around with the other one. this is fun.

Pairing: bi!Mikey x unnamed OFC x bi!Will Shaw

Warnings: dom x switch x switch, f2l, threeway, p in v sex, oral sex, unprotected sex, cumming inside (on, uhh both ends), grinding, little bit of degradation, implication that Mikey came in his pants while OFC was grinding on him once, my first time writing a threeway, me picking up a wip after moooonths and a very draining semester, hints at a possible polyamorous relationship?, rules of physics? is this even possible? we don’t ask these kinds of questions here sir, the female character is not described beyond having “grip-able” hair however you want to define it, for the sake of not being called inclusive enough for a reader i chose to make her an unspecified OFC

Names used: bunny, good girl, sweetheart, slut, good boy (Mikey), sir (Will)

A/N: I hope you don’t mind that I changed your prompt a little bit. I didn’t really feel comfortable writing them as brothers, so I made them all roommates. Thank you so much @wolvesandhoundshowltogether @littlefreya and @luna-aestas for helping me when i got stuck or felt it sucked. You girls are amazing ❤️ not beta'd much. Typos we're going down swingin'!

Word count: ca 4k

Title: Welcome Home

Writers live off validation. If you liked it please like, comment and reblog 💕 thank you for reading 💖

It started as roommates. As a guy in his junior year, with friends mostly in higher semesters, Will was suddenly left with an empty apartment and a rent that was far too high to handle all by himself. 

That’s when I came into play, a little freshman who happened to not have gotten a dorm room on campus. It was especially convenient since I got a job at the little café just across the street once I was accepted into college. The wage was just enough for rent and food and I was lucky my parents still supported me.

A few weeks into the semester, another boy joined our little arrangement. Mikey was trouble, which, in a way, was good because that meant he was rarely home. He was always out partying, slept during the day, and missed most of his courses. But at least that meant it was quiet when Will and I  had to study or do homework.

That was two years ago. The three of us have become close friends, almost like family. The boys grew protective of their little barista, who would bring them their favorite coffee whenever I came home. They were almost like big brothers. Well… Almost.

Will has finished his bachelor’s by now and is currently building his own startup, while part time working on his master's program.  So he’s still living in the apartment with the two of us.

Well actually… not right now. He had to go away for three months. Something to do with his business, I can’t really remember. 

Three months alone with Mikey have been... interesting, to say the least. And fun. Lots of fun. Take that however you want.

Right now, we're lounging on the couch, watching some silly movie. I couldn't tell the name even with a gun to my head. It’s late, and Mikey's soft, but progressively more daring caress is using up all the focus I can muster. His hand snuck into my shorts and is squeezing my buttcheek. I bite my lip to stifle a whimper and press my thighs together. He does it again, drawing the same reaction from me; except this time, I bury my face into his chest. I can practically feel his smirk and look up to glare at him. I don’t even meet his eyes before his lips catch mine in a sloppy kiss. 

In a scramble of arms and legs, he pulls me to straddle his lap, his hands kneading my ass while mine paw at his chest and neck, tug at his hair, and grip his shoulders. It’s messy. It’s clumsy. It’s desperate. I want more. I need it. I need to be closer, need to feel him everywhere. 

I start grinding my hips into his crotch, feeling him grow. His hands on my hips urge me on, but instead of speeding up, I slow down. Giggling and out of breath, I break the kiss.

“Nuh-uh, remember last time? Not gonna happen again.”

Mikey huffs and rolls his eyes. “That was one time!”

Laughing, I shake my head and lean down to kiss him again. His hands are everywhere, on my ass, my hips, then sliding up my back underneath my shirt. With skilled fingers, he unclasps my bra, pulling the straps off my arms. As it falls between us, I take it and blindly throw it into the room behind us. Faintly, I hear it hitting the floor before my attention focuses on Mikey’s hands sliding up my tummy and letting his thumbs brush over that spot on my ribs. 

I gasp and grind my hips down harder, making him chuckle. In response, I capture his bottom lip between my teeth, tugging and sucking on it a little before releasing it. Can’t have the boy think he’s got the upper hand in this.

But he still thinks he does. His hands find my tits, and the triumphant grin on his face…

“Oh! Your nipples are hard! Is this turning you on, baby?”

Ugh! That boy! 

“No, Mikey. Obviously not.” I roll my eyes and snort. “And what about you? I’m sure you find it absolutely terrible to have me grinding in your lap, hm? As hard as your cock is.”

“Hatin’ it.” He grins and pinches my nipples. “You know what I’d like better?” He leans in, his breath hot against my neck. “If the two of us got naked.”

“Hm, yeah… Now that you’re saying it… that does sound like a good idea.”

Scrambling to my feet, I’m quick to slide down my jogging shorts. I’m about to take off my shirt, when Mikey gets up and stands right in front of me… Entirely naked. Damn, he’s quick!

“Lemme do it?”

I just nod, lifting my arms to assist him, but of course, he takes his sweet time, letting the tips of his fingers glide up my skin underneath the fabric. Of course, he has to squeeze my tits when he reaches them, but he lifts the shirt over my face too quickly for me to glare at him. It doesn’t stop me from trying, though. Once the shirt is off my body and Mikey sees my face, he can’t suppress a chuckle and quickly kisses the tip of my nose to make the glare disappear. To his credit, it works. A hot flush gathers in my cheeks, and I quickly turn around, searching the room for… Damn.

“Be right back,” I tell Mikey over my shoulder, taking off my panties to toss at him, but I’ve already dashed through the door before I know if I hit him or not.

Not even a minute later, I come back to the living room, finding Mikey still where I had left him, with my panties in his hands, grinning to himself, most likely proud of himself for getting me to soak them that much.

“What do you want with that?” he asks once he notices I’m back, eyes on the towel in my hand.

“Well… I thought that Will would appreciate it if he didn’t come home to cum stains on the couch.” I shrug.

“Ohhh, yeah… Probably.”

He takes the towel from my hand and puts it down on the couch, then sits down on it. Mikey pats his thighs, signaling for me to sit, but I look at him with a raised eyebrow.

“Oh!” He grins sheepishly, realizing what I’m looking at and quickly tosses my panties to the floor. He doesn’t even manage to pat his lap again before I climb on top of him. With one hand on my hip, the other on my neck, Mikey pulls me closer until my lips meet his, and the length of his cock rubs against my pussy.

I start to grind my hips into him, throwing my head back at the friction. I feel Mikey’s breath heavy on my neck, then his soft lips on my tender skin. His hands grip me tighter as I move on his cock, pulling my hips deeper into him. By now, the hand he had on my neck has wandered to the back of my head, tugging at my hair to keep my throat exposed to his kisses. I’m sure my neck will be covered in hickeys tomorrow. There’ll be bruises on my hip, too. Fuck! The thought of carrying his marks makes me even wetter. 

“Bunny, I need you,��� Mikey pants against my neck. I nod, and he lets me go, so I can sit up. He grips his cock to guide himself in as I hover above his lap, steadying myself with my hands on his shoulders.

“Ready?” I ask.

“Just a second.”

Oh… yeah… Mikey and tits, how could I forget? With my chest on eye level, of course Mikey has to bury his face into it, peppering kisses all over my boobs, sucking and biting at my nipples until I’m a whimpering mess, swaying my hips in the search for friction, inches away from his cock.

“Okay, ready.” He grins, his free hand coming up to my hip to help me ease down on him.

Fuck, fuck, fuck! No matter how many times we do it, I’ll never get used to his size. The delicious stretch of being seated on him all the way has me panting.

“Good girl.”

“Mhh.”

For a moment, I just sit there, resting my head against his shoulder while feeling him pulse inside me. I smile against his skin when he begins to gently stroke my back. His hands shift down to my waist when I start to roll my hips slowly. He squeezes my hips, making me lift up and brace myself on his shoulders. 

Gasping, I relish in the feeling of his cock stroking every spot inside me. I go faster. Harder. His hands shift even lower, grabbing at my butt and guiding my movements. 

"Fuck," we sigh in unison, before breaking in a fit of giggles. With heaving breath, I smile at him, wiping a strand of sweaty hair from his brow before cradling the back of his head in my hands, leaning in to kiss him. He kisses back instantly, tongue swiping along my lower lip to request entrance. Opening my mouth for him, I let his tongue explore my mouth, sucking on it and trying to fight for dominance. We both moan into the kiss, the movement of our hips growing more sloppy, rushed.

"Hey, uh… Oh."

We jump at the familiar voice. Wide-eyed, we turn towards the door, where we find a very flustered looking Will. The thud of his bag hitting the floor makes my eyes snap to his hand that dropped it, then the prominent bulge in the front of his jeans. Once my eyes find his face again, I can spot the hint of a smirk playing around his lips.

"Uhm." Mikey's voice is a little shaky. I feel him twitch inside me. I look back at him, raising my eyebrows in question. He gives me a nod and grinning, I nod back. 

"Will! C'mere." I turn towards him and gesture for him to come closer. He hesitates for a moment before finally taking determined steps towards Mikey and me. 

Standing in front of us, Will leans down to meet my face. his hand reaches up to caress my cheek and I lean into it, missing the gentle touch when his hand wanders down. I gasp when I feel his fingers lightly squeezing my throat, my eyes fluttering shut when he gets even closer. His kiss is still rougher than expected, his tongue claiming dominance right away. I feel myself clenching around Mikey’s cock, a new wave of wetness soaking his lap. Will breaks the kiss way too soon. I try to chase his lips as he pulls back, but he keeps my head in place with his hand around my throat. Smiling while I pout at him, he turns to Mikey.

“Has she been good?”

I feel Mikey shuffle to sit up straighter. A moment passes before he can answer, stunned and with his mouth hanging open slightly. “Yes.” Another moment before he adds an uncertain “...sir?”

Will just nods before finally sitting down right next to Mikey. “You’re gonna be a good girl for me too?”

All I can do is bite my lip and nod. As a reward he grabs my neck again and pulls me in for another deep kiss that leaves me breathless.

Feeling Mikey’s cock twitch inside me, I start grinding on him again. Hot breath against my ear and suddenly there is a pair of lips sucking on my neck. I whimper against Will’s lips when Mikey starts to graze his teeth over the sensitive skin below my ear.

Once Will allows me a moment to breathe again, I kiss my way down to his neck. It’s so much rougher than Mikey’s, the well grown out stubble leaves my lips tingling. I feel him turning his head and his Adam's apple bob against my kiss. At first I think it was to give me better access, but from above me I hear the unmistakable sound of a hesitant but needy kiss. 

Are they- ? Oh fuck, why is that so hot?

Mikey must have felt me squeezing around him because a moment later his hand that was still on my body pushes me to adjust on his cock by the small of my back, nudging against that spot, making me gasp. Being so focused on the changed sensation inside of me, I haven’t even noticed how my nails have started to dig into Will’s chest, until I hear his groan. It wasn’t a pained groan, more like he was enjoying it. Maybe even a little too much. I took that for a sign to take the next step and while he and Mikey are still making out, I start to unbutton Will’s shirt, kissing and nibbling at every inch of skin I uncovered, making sure to scrape my nails down his chest as I go. The lower I go, the more he tangles his fingers into my hair, pushing me further. Once I reach the waistline of his jeans, nuzzle my nose against the thick hair of his happy trail and look up at him with big eyes.

“Can I?” I ask, with my hands on his thighs, close to his crotch.

“Can you what? C’mon, be a good girl. Use your words.”

Wow, those three months really changed him.

I swallow a little nervously and nod before I try again. “Can I take your cock out? I wanna taste it.”

Waiting for an answer, I watch as Mikey sucks on the side of Will’s neck, making him throw his head back and groan.

“Please… sir?”

“Yeah, sweetheart, you can.”

With eager fingers I unbutton his jeans and fumble a little before I manage to pull down the zipper. Already starting to drool with anticipation, I tug at his boxers. He lifts his hips to help me and finally I’m met with the sight of his hard cock springing free.

He is a bit thicker than Mikey, but they’re about the same length. Taking hold of him, I give the head a gentle little kiss before sticking out my tongue to collect the small drop of pre cum leaking from the tip.

“Mmm, good girl,” Will hums and strokes my hair. “Suck on it, c’mon.”

I nod before I take him in my mouth, just the head, suckling on it and toying with it a little with my tongue.

The moan that comes out of his mouth… I’ve never heard anything sexier. It has me squeezing around Mikey unconsciously. 

“Fuuuuuck,” I hear him mutter into Will’s neck. 

The wave of confidence that washes over me at the fact I’m pleasuring not one but two men makes me take Will deeper into my mouth. I hollow my cheeks and press my tongue against the underside of his cock, slowly taking more of him. As I keep bobbing my head up and down his grip on my hair becomes tighter and more and more moans fall from his mouth .

The tingling sensation that spreads through my body from that makes me try to take him even deeper, until I start gagging and my eyes begin to water. By now, my nose is pressing into his hip.

“I can’t… I can’t!” I suddenly hear Mikey wheeze. Will immediately lets go of my hair and I hurry to get off Mikey’s lap.

“What is it?” 

I’m stunned at how calmly Will asks that while I’m staring at a panting Mikey, almost panicking.

“I fucking need…” he wheeses again. Both Will and I stare at him, anxiously waiting for him to continue. “... to get off!” 

I let out a sigh of relief, watching Will chuckle and playfully nudge Mikey with his elbow. The younger man smiles sheepishly and scratches the back of his head.

“I was serious about it, though. So-” he drags out the word “- can we like… get started?”

 I nod slowly, feeling their eyes on me, and look towards Will for guidance.

“How do you want to do this?” He asks me gently, and I shrug, unsure. “Okay then, c'mere.”

While I get closer, he stands up and rearranges the towel so it covers most of the couch and drapes over the armrest, causing Mikey to jump up as well.

“Now, can you get on your hands and knees for us?” Will nearly coos, still it feels like he’s giving no room for discussion. “Isn’t she such a good girl for us?” I can hear him ask Mikey, now behind my back, and I can only imagine Mikey nodding while giving Will puppy dog eyes. “And you? You’re gonna be a good boy for us and let her suck you off.” Again, no room for discussion.

I shuffle closer to the couch's armrest, balancing my weight on my elbows on it, and give Mikey a reassuring nod. He swallows a little nervously, looking at Will, who's getting into position behind me. I lean forward to give Mike a small kiss to his hip bone, then nuzzle my face against the base of his cock. He cups my cheek with one hand, stroking his thumb across my bottom lip when I lean into him, while his other hand grips the base of his cock. I open my lips a bit and suckle on the tip of his thumb as he gently brings my face and himself into position. He pulls his finger from my mouth and I open my lips wider, giving the tip of his cock a little lick, looking up at him through my lashes to see his reaction. He groans and throws his head back. That’s when I take the head in my mouth and start playing with it with my tongue.

Behind me, Will puts a hand on my hip to hold me steady, with the other, he grabs is cock and swipes it up and down on my lips, coating himself in my juices.

“Fuck, you’re so wet!” He groans and pushes in a little. I let out a moan around Mikey’s cock, making him shiver in response. Will slowly keeps pushing in, a deep moan escaping him once he bottoms out. I can only whimper around Mikey’s cock, feeling so full already. 

“Now just stay still, baby, we’ve got you,” Will says, if a little bit strained. I nod as much as I can and look up at Mikey, who’s still holding my face. He pushes himself a little bit deeper into my mouth. I can still taste myself on him as I suck. Will starts moving, thrusting in a slow and steady rhythm, pushing me down on Mikey’s cock with every time his hips meet mine. Again, I moan around Mikey, whose hands start wandering to my hair and grips it to push himself further down my throat. My eyes begin to water when Will picks up the pace, making me take Mikey even deeper. The room is filled with the beautifully filthy sounds of the two men groaning in erotic harmony, skin slapping on skin and my strangled moans as I gag around Mikey’s cock.

“You’re being so good, bunny,” Mikey praises, breathing heavily. “So good for us,” Will adds. “Letting us use you like a little slut.” I can’t help but whimper at that, squeezing around Will’s cock. 

“Oh? Did you like that?” Will leans down closer to my ear, whispering, “You like it when I call you slut?” I nod as much as I can with Mikey in my mouth. “You’re so filthy. Nothing more than a toy for us to use.”

He fucks me harder, making me whimper and take Mikey even deeper. Tears are beginning to stream down my face, but it all feels so good. I can’t help but clench around him, the coil in my belly starting to tighten. 

So it takes me by surprise when Will suddenly slows to a stop. A little out of breath he says, “This isn’t it. Let’s take this to the bedroom.” 

Mikey nods, pulling from my mouth and Will picks me up, carrying me over to the bedrooms. My mind is far too lazy to see whose bedroom we end up in when Will tosses me onto the bed with a bounce.

“Let your head hang over the edge. Yes, just like this, good girl.”

I watch upside down as Mikey kneels down by my head, positioning himself. I open my mouth widely, obediently and he pushes his cock back into my mouth. Closing my eyes, I start sucking on him again as Will climbs up over me, kneels on the bed and grabs my thighs. He doesn’t make me wait long and thrusts back in in one smooth movement. I moan loudly around Mikey’s cock when he bottoms out, finally feeling full again. Complete, in a sense.

Before he begins to thrust, though, he pulls my hips up onto his legs, making me arch my back and take Mikey deeper down my throat. All three of us moan in sinful harmony, skin slapping and wet slurping composing a filthy melody of bliss. With the new angle, I can feel the burning coil tightening faster as the tip of Will’s cock strokes all the spots perfectly, the base of him rubbing against my clit. My moans rise in pitch, even muffled by Mikey fucking my face. His hips begin to stutter, he’s close as well. Will, of course, notices that and picks up his pace, fucking me faster.

Fuck! This feels so good!

Mikey’s groans mix with little gasps as I feel him twitch. He’s close, I can tell. I use my tongue to play with him, eliciting little whimpers from him.

“S-sir, ‘m so close… can I cum? Please?” Mikey begs between little gasps and whines.

“Go a-head,” Will tells him, his own voice strained as well. I brace myself, sucking Mikey harder. A few more thrusts into my mouth and he stills, whimpering loudly as his warm load hits my tongue. I swallow it down eagerly, but gasp when he pulls out of my mouth. I take a few deep breaths as I watch him stand and jerk himself, another, smaller load landing on my chest.

“Fuuuck,” he groans.

“Good boy,” Will praises him, doubling his efforts now, fucking me even harder. His hand comes up to my chest, grabbing and kneading my tits for a moment before swiping two fingers through Mike’s cum and bringing those fingers down to my clit, drawing slow but firm circles around the little bud. I cry out, clenching hard around him. The coil keeps growing tighter until it… Snaps. With a high pitched moan, I fall over the edge, white hot bliss carrying me as my body writhes in pleasure. Through a haze I can hear Will groan and feel a warmth spreading inside me. I open up my eyes to see him hovering above me, dipping his head down to meet my lips in a passionate kiss. I kiss him back eagerly, letting our tongues fight for dominance until we need to stop for air. Will sits up again, reaches out an arm and pulls in Mikey for a just as passionate kiss. I watch them, a satiated smile on my face. I get up on my knees, squeezing between them to kiss their necks and chests alternately. Once the part, the three of us collapse on the bed naked and panting, a tangled mess of limbs. 

“You know…” Mikey breathes heavily, “we were going to throw you a welcome home partly…”

Will chuckles at that, “You still could…”

I just shake my head, giggling. “Let’s just order pizza.”

[staygoldwriting]

First Love, Part II

Summary: Y/N is a senior prep, Nancy Wheeler’s best friend, and quite possibly Eddie’s first love ❤️

Read Part I here!

Word count: 756

Warnings: Fluff upon fluff, Dustin continuing to be the best wingman 

A/N: This is part 2 of First Love! I hope you all enjoy it 🤗 

“That’s how the game is played, my friends!” Eddie yelled as the party reached their victory. As they all laughed, high-fived, and rejoiced, Eddie savored the moment along with them, then caught a glimpse of his watch.

“Hey!” he called above them. “It’s almost ten, scram before your parents hate me more!”

After everyone helped pack up, they left to the parking lot. Mike scanned the lot for Nancy’s car, but couldn’t see it anywhere. He began gathering courage to ask Eddie for a ride when you popped out of the car, waving wildly. 

“Hey! Mike! I’m filling in!” you yelled, and he and the other boys ran to you.

“Where’s Nancy?” Mike asked as he gave you a quick hug.

“Johnathan surprised her, so I volunteered to get you guys so they could spend some time together,” you explained, then hugged the rest of the boys.

“Hey, what’s are you?” Eddie said, shyly approaching you. “Wait, no, hey, what’s up, how are you? Gosh, Munson,” he scolded himself.

“Hi, Eddie,” you said warmly. “Johnathan’s visiting, so I’m picking up the boys for Nancy. I promise you I’m not stalking you or anything,” you blushed. Eddie smiled back at you, blushing too. 

“No worries. It, uh, it was a good campaign,” he said, scratching the back of his head. “Lots of… battles and stuff. And the cookies! The cookies were delicious,” he grinned. “You’re really sweet, I mean the cookies were sweet, but you’re sweet too, um.”

“You’re sweet too, Eddie,” you said touching his arm. He jumped a bit.

“I’m so sorry,” you said, drawing your arm away. 

“No, no, it’s fine, I just… nevermind. Thanks, for calling me sweet.”

“Of course, and I’m glad you liked the cookies,” you replied kindly. “Did you have a favorite?”

“Well, I loved the lemon ones, but Wheeler did hog them after all,” Eddie shrugged, smiling crookedly. “I only had one.”

“Oh, well next time I bake some, I’ll bring you some just for you,” you proposed.

“Thanks,” Eddie said, shoving his hands in his pockets. “Or maybe you can teach me how to make them.” He looked down, not meeting your eyes.

“You wanna come over tomorrow?”

“Wait, what?”

“I have time tomorrow if you wanna come over,” you smiled. “Only if you want to.”

“I-ha-I would love to,” Eddie blushed, now meeting your eyes. 

“Does 2:30 work?”

“Definitely,” Eddie laughed in disbelief. “I can’t wait.”

“Me either,” you blushed. “Well, I guess I’ll seeya later, Eddie. Can I give you a hug?”

“Fire away,” Eddie chuckled, opening his arms. 

As you wrapped your arms around him, you could feel his heart beat quickly and hear his short breath. His hands rested shakily on your back. As you drew away, his hair was in his face, so you moved it gently with your hand to reveal a completely red face.

“You still up for a call when you get home?” you asked nervously.

“I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

You two exchanged one last smile before he turned to leave. He turned around multiple times, some to wave and some just to get a peek at you. You leaned against your car, watching him as he walked to the van, a dreamy smile on his face. At one point, he tripped and looked back to see if you had noticed. You looked away quickly so he wouldn’t be embarrassed, but then shortly went back to staring at him.

“Earth to Y/N!” Mike yelled, snapping you out of your trance. “We can’t miss curfew.”

“Come on, Mike, she’s in love,” Dustin teased. You bumped his arm.

“Alright, come on, you boys,” you groaned playfully. “Lucas, you can have the front seat.”

“Ha! You see? Being nice and quiet has its perks,” Lucas boasted, climbing into the front seat.

“By the way, Y/N,” Dustin said, “Eddie’s really fallen for you. He’d kill me if he knew I told you, but I just wanted to let you know that he’s… sensitive? I mean--”

“Do you know something, Dustin?” you asked with concern.

“Um, well--” 

“Dustin,” you said, placing a hand on his shoulder. “Please tell me.”

“Well, this would be his first, you know--”

“His first…?”

“Relationship. But you didn’t hear it from me!” Dustin held his hands up in defense.

“I won’t say a word,” you promised. “Thank you for telling me, Dustin. And it would be mine too,” you admitted, and Dustin smiled warmly.

“Well, then let’s get going! You can’t miss that call.”

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[onestopfanficshop]

being in a relationship with carmy: pregnancy edition

warnings/author's note: fem reader, language, one y/n is dropped but i think it's needed (at least i hope) 😟 bitches says they hate pregnancy tropes then go and write stuff like this (it's me i’m bitches)

gif is mine <3

carmy has zero experience with babies. literally NONE. if he's being totally honest with himself, they kind of scare him.

i know a lot of people have super creative pregnancy reveals and stuff, but i honestly feel like this would just be quiet and unplanned tbh. you would be in the bathroom. it's been over half an hour and you've peed on at least 5 of them now. you're looking at the digital display of the fifth test and it reads the exact same as the other four: Pregnant

meanwhile Carmy's in the kitchen and he hasn't even thought to himself where you’ve gone because he's in the zone

you call carmy’s name like three times before he finally hears you, comes over, and you quietly tell him it's unlocked and he come in

he comes in sweaty, hair all messy, towel tucked into the strings of his apron, and he's smiling at you until he sees the look on your face

"you okay, hon?"

you just wordlessly hand him one of the tests and he looks at it

reaction one: *silently stares at the test without blinking for at a good full minute*

reaction two: "how many of these did you take, honey? ...five? shit. okay."

reaction three: him sitting on the edge of the bath tub across from you and just looking at you

"are you okay? does it hurt?"

"not yet," you joke.

"i know it's unexpected, but… i think we're ready. we’re gonna be okay, yeah?"

and he just hugs you and you two stay like that for a while :,)

after your first trimester is over you finally start telling everyone (and i feel like carmy would love those three months of you two just keeping it to yourselves)

he doesn't care about the baby's gender as long as their healthy, but i feel like deep down, in a small crevice of my heart, that carmy is a girl dad

sugar would be the first person you told. she would most definitely cry and you hug you super tight before pulling away and saying "ohmygod! i shouldn't have hugged you that tight! did i hurt the baby??" to which you would laugh and assure her the baby couldn't feel anything. she would be so over the moon excited for you and carmy

michael would be the first person carmy tells. he drove down to his grave, but when he got there, it took him a little while to get out of his car.

"i know i haven't been down to visit you in a while, mike. m'sorry about that, i just... i dunno. the restaurant's keeping me busy, i guess. god, i wish you could've seen the place, mikey. we kept some of your plaques from the old office, put it in the new one. we, uh, we called it "mikey's corner" and... it just helps, y'know? having you be a part of it, a part of the bear. (y/n)'s keeping me pretty busy, too. that's why i came here, to talk to you, because.... she's pregnant. and to be honest with you, mikey? i'm scared. i'm fuckin' terrified, mikey, and i'm not even the one carrying the goddamn baby. i'm scared that i won't be a good dad. i just-- i love her so much, and she deserves that, y'know. she deserves the world. they both do. god, it feels fucking wierd to say that. it feels like now, my heart, it's... it's gonna be split in two different places. does that even make sense? i dunno. but... i know that if you were here, you'd tell me i'd be okay, and that everything's gonna be okay. that i'd be the best dad. and i'd believe you, michael. everything you say has a funny way of comin' true, y'know that? you would've told me i'd be the best dad, and i would've told you that you'd be the best uncle. i mean that. i love you, mikey. i miss you."

everyone at the bear is so excited to see what carmy would be like as a dad, especially tina. she always kisses you on the cheek whenever you walk into the bear and shoos away anyone that comes within a 6 foot radius of you 😭

when you and carmy told richie, he grumbled something about how the kid was gonna be a spoiled brat with unlimited access to free gourmet food??? you assumed that was his way of say congratulations and gave him a big hug anyways

"do you think they'll wanna be a chef like you, bear?" you asked one day.

"oh god. i hope the the fuck not."

sugar constantly dragging you to buy baby clothes! no, seriously. at this point, 80% of the baby clothes you have came from her

"sugar! they're gonna outgrow all of this!"

"who cares!? just make sure you let 'em know their aunt nat bought everything"

carmy secretly hopes the baby looks more like you because he doesn't find himself beautiful or anything (what a silly man 🙄)

he literally would not let you do ANYTHING for yourself 😭 if he sees you lift so much as a finger he freaks out

“carmy, i’m pregnant, not helpless! i promise you i can get myself a glass of water!

“honey, i know you can, i just don’t want you to.”

the delivery would be really hard for him to watch. not because of the blood or anything, but he just hates seeing you in any type of pain or distress

of course when he holds this tiny being that he helped create it's love at first sight

the next one is random but bear with me (pun not intended)

you best BELIEVE carmy is making his baby's food from SCRATCH when it's time to introduce solids. this man would spend hours on his computer after you and the baby were asleep, looking up the best foods to puree for babies and whatnot. he has nothing against pre-made baby food, but this man has two hands, a shit ton of produce, a michaels near by that sells mini mason jars, and a dream

literally just picture this man early in the morning, hair messy, apron on, with a bunch of mini mason jars cradled in his arms, and every vegetable known to man crowding the kitchen island. you're holding the baby on your hip and you're just looking at him like???? even the baby's like 👁👄👁. you just slowly back out of the kitchen and you're like "let's go, sweetheart. daddy's being weird. again."

[thedragonqueensblog]

Imagine: Eddie Munson breaking up with you for Chrissy Cunningham but he wants you back but, you are already dating Hardin scott

Anonymous: may I make a request where Eddie breaks up with reader for Chrissy and their friends take his side but she ends up cheating on him with Jason Carver Eddie tries to get the reader back but only for him to see that she moved on and that she's dating hardin scott and make her be Molly's sister from after

You were in a happy relationship with your boyfriend Eddie Munson but everything changed when Eddie began to be friends with Chrissy Cunningham that made him to start spend less time with you

"Hey sis are you staying for the party that I'm hosting?" Molly asked

"No thank you, I'm going to hangout with my boyfriend and the Hellfire Club." You answer

"Sister you should stay, it's going to be fun by the way Hardin is going to be here." Molly says

You rolled your eyes at your sister, she always wanted you to date, Hardin Scott she always found a way to leave Hardin and you alone or she multiple times try to break Eddie and you up she'll never give up to see Hardin and you together

"No, I already said that I'm going to hangout with my boyfriend and the Hellfire Club." You rolled your eyes

"Sis, why don't you dump that freak and date,Hardin he's the one for you, not that weirdo he's not good enough for you." Molly crossed her arms

"Molly stop it, we already had this conversation."

"Whatever Y/n you're missing out on a hot guy like Hardin Scott." Molly rolled her eyes at you

"Molly, where's your sister?" Hardin asked

"She decided to hang out with her freak boyfriend and his freak friends." Molly says angrily

"I can't believe your sister would hang out with those weirdos when she's popular." Steph says

"Also, why would she date a weirdo?" Jace asks

"Don't worry guys, they won't be together for that long."

"What's your plan?" Hardin asks

"I don't have a plan, but something tells me that they're going to break up soon." Molly smiles

"What? Why are you breaking up with me?" You asked with tears

"I'm sorry but it's for the best." Eddie tells you

"How is it for the best?" You asked

"Because Y/n your sister and your friends want you to date, Hardin we can't have Eddie suffer because of that." Mike tells you

"I know Mike but I love Eddie with all of my heart, not Hardin." You said

"Y/N you're popular, so is Hardin you two deserve each other." Dustin says not trying to be rude

"What are you guys trying to say?"

"That Eddie deserves someone like Chrissy." Mike says

"Mike, are you serious? She's also popular."

"We know, but she'll leave everything for Eddie."

"So you're breaking up with me for Chrissy?" You asked Eddie

Eddie looked at the ground instead of at you, you felt tears in your cheek "answer me Eddie."

He looked up and stared at you "I'm sorry I hope you can forget me."

You wipe off your tears "just know what goes around comes around I hope you're truly happy with your new girlfriend."

"At least now you can date Chrissy." Mike says

"Yes, I hope, Y/n can move on and find someone else." Eddie smiles sadly

Dustin pats Eddie's shoulders "don't worry, she will sooner than you expect."

You wipe your tears before walking into your house you went straight to your room to change into a nice dress you decided to not cry over Eddie why cry when you have lots of guys after you

You went downstairs to look for Hardin you saw that he was dancing with Maddie you went over and pushed Maddie off from Hardin

Maddie was about to say something to you, but she saw that you were Molly's sister, she decided to say nothing and leave

"Jealous?" Hardin teases as you both began to dance

"Me jealous? never." You laugh

"Whatever you say baby." Hardin was too busy staring at your lips as he took a step closer to you putting a little bit of space between the two of you

"Kiss me. " You whisper

"Gladly." He whispers back and he pulled you into a deep kissed

You two pulled apart when your sister screamed "let's play truth or dare."

Hardin sat on the couch with you sitting on his lap as everyone except your sister and Friends gave the two of you confused stares

"Who wants to go first?" Molly asked as she looked at Everyone

"My vote is for Y/n." Steph answers smirking

Molly looked at you "wanna go first sis?"

You smiled "sure, why not."

"Truth or dare?" Molly asked with a smile on her face

"Dare." You said without thinking

"I dare you to kiss Hardin." Molly smirks

"Alright." You and Hardin kissed as everyone cheered

"Wow Y/n, that was more than a two second kiss." Jace tells you smirking

"I agree sis if you two want to make up that bad go to your room, but wait, I forget you're dating that freak."

"Not anymore." You tell everyone as they all cheer

"That calls to celebrate the break up between My sister and that freak." Molly tells everyone

"Wanna be my girlfriend? I know it's bad to ask someone out when they barely got out of the relationship but I don't care."

"I would love to be your girlfriend." You smiled "why don't we go to my room to celebrate just you and me alone." You whispered in Hardin's ear

He smirks "Gladly."

"Don't be too loud." Steph tease as she sees Hardin carrying you upstairs

"use protection." Jace yells at both of you

"Hey baby, we're waiting for you." Eddie tells Chrissy

"Hey, sorry but I won't be able to make it." Chrissy tells Eddie

"Babe, why not?" Eddie asked sadly

"Because I have cheerleading practice." Chrissy lies

"But it's Saturday." Eddie asked, confused

"Um, I have to." Chrissy hangs up

"Eddie, are you ok?" Lucas asked

"Where is Chrissy? Is she coming?" Erica asked

Eddie looked at his friends "Sorry guys, but Chrissy won't be able to make it."

"Why?" Jeff asked

"She's busy, but she told me tomorrow she can. " Eddie lies

"Well, okay then." Gareth smiles

"How did my gorgeous girlfriend sleep?" Hardin asked kissing you

"It was good, what about you love?" You asked

"Much better now that I have you as my girlfriend." Hardin kisses you again

"We should get up and get some breakfast." You said

"Finally, you guys are awake." Molly tease

"Good morning sis." You tell your sister

"Good morning to you two." Molly smiles

"Are you going to leave Hardin?" Molly asks

"Molly?" You shout it

"What? If he's staying he needs to help us clean."

"Fine I guess I don't have a choice." Hardin laughs

Eddie went to Chrissy's house smiling he went inside and he was confused since he heard Jason's voice coming from his girlfriend's room

He walked in his girlfriend's room his smile dropped into a sad face he couldn't believe what he was seeing he had tears on his face

"Chrissy, how could you do this to me?" Eddie cried

"Eddie, what are you doing here? I thought I told you that I was busy." Chrissy covers herself

"You did, but I didn't know you were busy with Jason Carver, who bullies my friends and me. " Eddie said sadly

"Aw, are you going to go cry to your ex girlfriend?, oh wait, I forgot that Y/n is already dating Hardin, you are going to cry to your freak friends." Jason laughs

"Why, Chrissy, I thought you loved me? I broke up with Y/n for you." Eddie wiped his tears off

"You shouldn't have because now Hardin has your ex now I have yours." Jason laughs again

"You should know what goes around comes around."

Eddie leaves Chrissy's house crying and went to drama/theatre room where his friends were they noticed that Eddie was crying they give each other concerned looks

"Eddie, what's wrong?" Dustin asked concerned

"I walked on Chrissy cheating on me with Jason." Eddie tells his friends

"We're really sorry to hear that maybe there's a chance for you to get back together with Y/n." Mike smiles a little bit

Eddie shakes his head "you're wrong in there Mike, Y/n is already dating Hardin."

"We were so wrong about Y/n I regret treating her badly, Y/n was the one for you not Chrissy. " Dustin shakes his head

Right we thought that Chrissy was the one for you but boy we were so wrong, but at least Y/n moved on and found someone else."

"I thought Chrissy loved me, but I was wrong. The only person who loved me was Y/n but now she's with someone else. I should've known the difference between being loved and being used." Eddie said "I was loved by Y/n and I was used by Chrissy like they both said what goes around comes around."

[erin-bo-berin]

Singlemom!verse please. How would the Party react to meeting the Reader and her daughter? Bonus if you can write each of the member’s thoughts and reactions. Double bonus if you could write them babysitting the Reader’s daughter.

Oh I love this request! I can imagine some conflicting feelings, excited ones, nervous. This is definitely more challenging but my brain is just whirring as I type so I’m up for writing it! I might have to save them babysitting for another though because this might be long 😂 I also have to use this gif cause ultimate parent mode:

(To clear up any confusion, this will take place not long after the reader and Steve start dating so baby girl is only a year. The italics are the kids’ thoughts too by the way.)

The first time Steve introduced you to his group of friends—jokingly called his own kids—you were hesitant and nervous to say the least.

It wasn’t that you didn’t like kids, you loved them. But these kids weren’t small like the baby girl you had on your hip. These were teens and frankly teens scared you.

Teenagers could be pretty fucking scary. You hoped time would go by very slowly before your little girl was a teenager.

“Don’t worry, they’ll love you,” Steve rubbed your arm in a comforting manner.

“They might like her more than me,” you mumbled, tipping your head toward the infant in your arms, “She’s cute and adorable and not taking your time away from them.”

“Stop,” he scolded gently, “They know there’s plenty of me to go around.”

You were kept from answering when you heard a mixture of voices coming from behind the both of you. Steve had decided that it would be a good idea to meet at the park so your daughter could play with the kids if she wanted.

“Okay, we’re here,” one boy with curly brown hair and a hat on, said, “What’s the big surprise?”

“Oh my goodness who is that?” a girl with shoulder length brown hair cooed, waving in your daughter’s direction.

She smiled big, playfully hiding her face in your shoulder, overcome with a sudden shyness, causing you to chuckle.

“And who is that?” A black boy, holding hands with a redhead—the only other girl in the group—asked.

“You actually found a girlfriend?” the first boy asked, with the curls.

“Guys it’s a miracle!” one of the other boys, with a bowl cut cheered, causing them all to laugh.

“Okay, okay, you’ve had your laughs,” Steve rolled his eyes playfully, “This is Y/N. We’ve been dating for a few months and this is Y/N’s daughter.”

Then, Steve began the introductions.

“This is Mike.”

Mike smiled politely at Y/N, waving a bit. He could admit he was pretty surprised that Steve actually had a girlfriend. She seemed to be around Steve’s age, maybe a year younger at 18. Definitely out of high school age. He was even more surprised at the presence of the baby. Or maybe it was just more shock that the baby existed. Y/N seemed so young. But, he supposed things like this happened. After all, his big sister Nancy had mentioned in passing that there were several single mothers in her graduating class at school. He hoped he didn’t have to hold the baby. At least not right away. He wasn’t very good with them and didn’t know what to do. Sure, his sister Holly was a lot younger than he and Nancy, but she hadn’t been a baby for a long time and he’d only been a kid when she was born. Maybe he’d give it a try later on, but not today.

“Eleven is right next to him. We call her El for short.”

El thought Y/N was really pretty. She looked at Steve like Joyce looked at her dad. She must really like him. That was really sweet. She hadn’t known Steve to have any long term girlfriends, he usually just took a bunch out on dates, but she never remembered seeing the same girl twice. Steve wasn’t a jerk though, more that he was just confused and never knew what he wanted. Hopefully he had found it with her. The baby intrigued her though. She’d never been around a baby. But she was so cute and she made squealing noises and would coo in Y/N’s arms. She hoped maybe she could hold her. Maybe she’d ask if she would be allowed to.

“This is Will in the middle.”

Will was the one out of the group that most hated change, but he couldn’t help but like this one. This was a good change. Steve seemed happy and Y/N seemed nice. He hoped it didn’t mean Steve would stop wanting to hang out with them, but that was only a fleeting thought. He knew Steve better than that. He knew how to make time for all his loved ones. He was probably the most unaffected by the baby of his friends. Not that he didn’t like them, but he just wasn’t familiar with them. He was the youngest of his family and there really hadn’t been any other family besides his mom and older brother. He bet it would be fun to be around her though, she seemed like a happy baby. In an odd twist of fate, maybe they’d be the new babysitters instead of Steve for a change.

“Lucas.”

Lucas was probably the only one completely stunned speechless. His bro, Steve, actually did it and got a girlfriend. Should they actually throw a party for the occasion? They probably should. Y/N seemed cool, he was sure she’d fit right in. After all, weren’t they all kinda of a found family of mismatched pieces? He watched as Steve took the baby from Y/N. It was actually kind of adorable how much she seemed to love Steve and vice versa. Not that he’d admit that out loud, Max would tease him mercilessly for it. He had a younger sister Erica, but they were a bit too close in age for him to remember her as a baby. Maybe it was the big brother in him, but he just really wanted to play a game of peek-a-boo with the infant.

“Max is next to him.”

Max surveyed Y/N carefully. She was always protective of the ones she loved. She may not know a lot about relationships because her and Lucas were on and off again so much, but she seemed really happy to be with Steve and to be there meeting them. That won points in her book. If Y/N was willing to meet them and hang out with them, she had to be pretty special. She liked the way her hair was braided and found herself wanting to ask if she could teach her. She’d never had a sister, maybe Y/N would be someone older she could go to in the future. She hoped she would be, Max would really like that. The baby girl put a smile on Max’s face. She’d heard Steve mention how much he wanted to be a dad one day. It looked like he’d gotten his wish perhaps a little sooner than he thought. If Y/N and her daughter was around long enough, maybe she could teach her daughter some things she wished she’d had someone teach her growing up.

“And finally, Dustin.”

Dustin was ecstatic. He was so happy for Steve. He had a special relationship with Steve being that he was perhaps the one that was closest with him. Of course, Steve loved the entire group and Dustin loved his friends as well, but Steve was a best friend, big brother and father figure, the former two being something he’d never had. There had been a time that he’d resented the thought of Steve getting a girlfriend because he was afraid of losing that bond with him, but he knew now that all the other girls were wrong for his best friend. Y/N was perfect for him because Dustin knew immediately he was going to love her as much as he did Steve. Honestly, he hoped Steve shared her because maybe he could teach her to play D&D and she could hang out with them! Funny enough, Dustin wasn’t too surprised at the baby. Steve wanted to be a dad one day, that he knew. Apparently the universe had a sense of humor and delivered that possibility in a nice diaper wrapped package. She was cute as hell, by the way. He just wanted to poke her cheeks and tickle her tummy. Maybe Y/N would let him play with her.

“It’s nice to meet you all,” you said, smiling at them all, “Can you say hi to Steve’s friends?”

You peered down at your daughter in Steve’s arms who was watching them curiously and she waved her hand clumsily, making them all laugh.

“She’s so cute!” El smiled.

“Thank you,” you smiled.

“How old is she?” Lucas asked.

Steve motioned them over, letting them know it was okay to come over.

“She’s one,” you answered, “And she’s loving all this attention.”

Steve chuckled, watching her take in all the faces around her as she sucked on a finger.

“Does she call Steve, daddy?” Max questioned, holding out a finger and stroking her arm, laughing in surprise when your baby gripped her finger in her tiny hand.

“No, she calls me Steve.”

“Teve!”

The teens all smiled big, their small laughs overlapping.

“Teve?” Dustin said, brows raised, “I’m gonna have to start calling you that.”

“Don’t even start Henderson,” Steve groaned.

“Could I hold her?” El asked shyly, peering back and forth between you and Steve.

“Of course, sweetie,” you smiled.

“Sure. But you’ve never held a baby before, right?” Steve asked.

She bit her lip, looking a bit embarrassed as she shook her head.

“That’s okay. Let me just help you first, okay?”

She nodded as Steve placed her in El’s arms.

“Now you can hold her on your hip like this. Just keep an arm around her waist or under her booty like this, to keep her stable. Okay?”

Steve moved her arms into position as he talked her through it patiently.

“Now, you can put your other arm on her back here because she’s quite the wiggle worm.”

El beamed proudly as your baby girl settled with no problem in the pair of new arms. Fortunately, your child was very easy going with new people and tended to be a very happy baby.

“There, see? You got it!” Steve smiled.

It didn’t take long for you and Steve to be forgotten as your baby had stolen the show.

“See? I told you it’d be okay,” Steve said, putting an arm around your shoulders and squeezing.

“Can we go take her to the sand box to play?” Mike asked, “I know my little sister Holly liked that a lot when she was a baby.”

“Sure, that’s okay. She can sit up on her own, just make sure to keep your eyes on her okay?” you answered.

They all promised, heading off to the sandbox with her.

“Hey we’re pretty good at this babysitting thing Steve!” Lucas hollered before they got too far away.

“Yeah, why do you always complain about it?” Will asked, “It’s a breeze!”

“Maybe we can babysit her sometime!” Dustin called.

You laughed at your boyfriend’s look of horror before he hollered back.

“Not happening!”

[hellfire-wren]

Hiiii lovely☺️ I was wondering if yoy could write an Eddie Munson x reader where reader is dustins big sister and she's also dating eddie and reader and eddie find out they're gonna have a baby. Soo they tell dustin and he get so excited about it and it's all so cute and happy🤣 I'm sorry if that was a lot 💜 I understand if you can't get to it 💜

please i love this request sm! i hope you enjoy <3

part two

part three 

i am adding more to this dad!eddie series, if you’d like to be in the tag list, let me know !

“eddie, (y/n), you guys want a beer?” steve called from across the room. it was friday night and steve and robin finally had a night off, so the whole gang was at yours and dustins house. you all piled into the living room, some having to sit on the floor, getting ready to watch whatever movie steve had gotten the night before. this one happened to be the goonies. it seemed to fit a little too well.

“just me,” eddie called out, secretly smirking at you. no one else knew as of this moment, but you and eddie had just found out you were pregnant a few days ago. he was ecstatic, jumping around like a child when you’d told him. he originally thought you were joking, but when realization set in, he couldn’t be happier. he reached his hand out to steve, smirking again “thanks, big boy”

“hey, dont start, munson” steve pointed a finger at eddie, handing a beer to him with the other hand. “how could you turn down a drink, though, (y/n)?” he quizzed you. your eyes flicked to eddie, not sure what to say.

thankfully, robin and dustin burst through the door, arms full of snacks. for a moment, the attention is off you, as everyone finds their snack of choice. dustin calls eddie over to help set the tv up, and you laugh at the boys arguing over which cable goes where. moments after you open your candy, robin plops down next to you and smiles, a large bowl of fresh popcorn in hand.

“so, what’d i miss? ooh, (y/n), you look great. you know, you’re so naturally pretty, but it’s like you’re just glowing,” robin rambles on more, but you’ve learned to just listen and smile until she’s done talking. she’s on about how you must being using a new face wash because of your new found glow. oh, robin, if only you knew.

“we were actually wondering who this is and what they did with our (y/n) because apparently she doesn’t want a drink tonight.” steve interrupted. robin instantly dropped her face wash rant, giving you a ‘who are you?’ look.

“not even a beer?” robin scanned your face, trying to tell if you were joking or not. when you simply shook your head, robin’s eyes widened. “are you dying? are you sick? are you pregn- OH MY GOD.” robin’s hands clasped over her mouth. she quickly looked around to see if anyone besides you and steve had heard her. luckily not, she uncovered her mouth and whispered “does dustin know?”

you shook your head and giggled at her excitement, written plain as day on her face. the two of you had grown close and she’d been calling it that you would get pregnant before nancy. i guess she’s won that bet. before you could say anything more, another voice chimed in.

“does who know what?” mike called from his spot in the floor with lucas. dammit, wheeler. all heads were turned to you, robin, and steven on the couch. well, here goes nothing. you pushed yourself up from the couch and walked to where eddie was. taking a deep breath, you looked at dustin.

“so, i want everyone to know we totally had a better way to do this, but since little wheeler had to say something,” eddie jokingly glared at mike, pulling an arm around you. “this seems like a good time.” you glanced at robin, who was looking right back at you, thumbs up, with her best ‘you got this’ face on.

“i’m pregnant.” you said, just above a whisper. your eyes were shut, almost as if you were scared of the reactions. eddie rubbed your side to comfort you and your eyes finally opened. you looked to your younger brother, half expecting him to want to tackle eddie for getting his sister pregnant. dustin was mouth to the floor, dumbfounded.

everyone looked at dustin before they reacted, waiting to see what he would do. the shock wore away into a smile within seconds of processing what you’d said. his arms raised up over his head and he turned to everyone else in the room, and in the most dustin way ever, he shouts

“JUST CALL ME UNCLE DUSTY!”

you died laughing as soon as the words came out of his mouth and he turned back towards you. you stepped away from eddie and opened your arms to dustin. he immediately did the same and you made sure to squeeze him extra tight. he was going to be so good. you already couldn’t wait to see him as a dad.

“you’re going to be the best uncle, dustin. i just know it.” your voice cracked and you started to tear up. he pulled away from you after a second and held you to where he could look you dead in the eyes.

“you’re going to be the best mom, (y/n).” he said. he was definitely crying, but his back was now to everyone, so he wouldn’t admit it to the guys. his eyes shifted past you, “and you! absolutely disgusting to think that you did… that, but you’re going to be the best dad.”

you turned around to look at eddie, who was already stepping towards you.

“can’t wait to teach the little one how to kick ass in D&D!” he pulled you and dustin into his arms. “OH, and we’re gonna have THE most metal kid ever. he’s gonna be such a badass!” his eyes were practically twinkling when he imagined it.

“HE?” robin shouted. “YOU KNEW THE SEX AND DIDNT TELL ME?” dustin pulled away to look at you.

“how does sh-“ “i guessed it before any of you losers!” robin interrupted dustin’s question.

“we don’t know yet, eddie’s just very hopeful.” you laughed and pulled away, going to take your seat back by robin.

“oh, i’m definitely team boy.” robin muttered to you, shoving popcorn into her mouth. “what about you? what are you hoping for?”

“i’m not sure. i mean, a mini eddie?” you laughed “i can’t decide if that’s good or bad, yet.” eddie took a seat on the opposite side of you and dustin beside steve on the other sofa.

“okay, so now that we know eddie and (y/n) are gettin’ it, can we please watch the movie?” mike called from the floor. you all laughed as dustin rushed up to the tv to press play. you were glad you had this room full of people. you knew that boy or girl, your child would grow up to be so loved and have a big family. this family.

[goldenlevi]

Loving you is fun

A/N: so you guys know how much I fuckin love Eddie, I actually made a moodboard someone shoot me down 😔😔🫣🫣 I tried to make this light and just fun really I hope I did a decent job hehe Please enjoy and let me know if you liked it! Let’s all enjoy ST and Eddie together muah ; you can check my other works here

🎧 no warnings: contains fluff, some swear words, suggestive dialogue? 🎧 reblogs, likes, and just feedback are much appreciated 🖤 🎧 summary: You and Eddie are in an established relationship for a few years now. The kids ask you to join them as a sub on a D&D session not knowing that you and him were together.

Part two Part three

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“Do you guys wanna do something tonight?” You asked your friends while going through a stack of movies. You, Robin, and Steve worked together in your local Family Video store.

Steve and you were friends for a long time, having gone to high school together, you always got along fine even though you were not friends with the basketball team whatsoever. The last couple of years however, you got much closer thanks to another dimension deciding to make itself known in Hawkins. Robin was a welcome addition to your group. She calls you guys the 3 musketeers that occasionally spied on Russians and battle monsters.

“Shit, I can’t. I have band. Pep rally and all” She smiled, probably thinking about her crush. “You should come” Robin added, despite already knowing the answer.

You made a face at that. Sitting behind band during a game for a school you no longer attended to, wasn’t exactly your ideal way of spending a Friday evening. Although you could tolerate it to support Lucas.

Blowing your gum, you turned to Steve. “What about you doofus?”

As a response, Steve threw a random pen at your head. “I can’t either shithead. I’m going too with a date” He smirked at you both.

“Ew” You scoffed. “I can’t believe I’m being ditched by my two best friends” Steve rolled his eyes watching you sigh entirely for dramatic effect.

“Oh please! Don’t act like you’re not asking because Eddie’s probably busy” He retorted much to your dismay, an exaggerated gasp left your mouth making Robin laugh.

“How dare you, Steve Harrington! You know damn well I enjoy all you guys’ company just the same” You faked hurt, a hand gripping your chest. The short-haired girl shook her head smiling as she thought you and Eddie looked the same when being dramatic.

“Yeah, yeah we know” He smiled reassuringly.

“I do wish you guys liked him more” you stated, turning to a more serious tone.

“Hey! I like Eddie! Steve here is the one who can’t get over high school” Robin argued.

You guessed that was true. Robin, even though she could be sarcastic she was always nice and gave people a chance. “It’s true that even him has trouble believing me when I say Steve changed a lot” You admitted.

The boy clapped his hands excitedly. “Ah see! It’s not just me. Eddie doesn’t like me either!” Steve exclaimed, as if that helped his case. Robin and you chuckled at his outburst.

Come to think of it, amongst your group of friends, the kids were the only ones that had no knowledge of your relationship with Eddie. You were a private person and didn’t really flaunt it around town. You and Eddie enjoyed your privacy, and being away from the preconceptions that came along with small minded people.

The phone rang, interrupting your conversation. The three of you exchanged looks, silently challenging each other to see who would break first. You narrowed your eyes, sighing knowing the two idiots weren't gonna do it anytime soon.

You picked up the phone, greeting what you thought was a customer. “You reached Family video, how can I help you?”

“Y/N! Hi, I'm glad you picked up!” You smiled recognising the young voice.

“Mike, how many times have we told you not to call here unless it's an emergency?”

“Well how do you know it's not one?” The young boy challenged.

“Is it?”

He paused before answering. “....no. Kind of” he sighed, deciding to go straight to the point. “we need a favor”

That intrigued you, as long as it had nothing to do with the supernatural you were fine with whatever. “Okay, what's up?”

“Can you give me and Dustin a ride tonight?”

“Uh sure,” you agreed easily, a tad confused why he would be stalling if they just wanted a simple ride. “I'm free so it's fine”

“Great! And...maybe you could also, you know be our sub for tonight’s D&D session?”

Okay that made more sense. “Mike, why do you want a ride to your own house? Don’t you guys usually play in your basement?” You frowned, this was probably a trick to dress you up in a characters of their choice’s clothing. Again.

He coughed, suddenly speaking fast. “Oh no, we do that sometimes yes. But tonight it’s with our club, in school you know? We’re one short, and Eddie didn’t want to postpone so -”

“Eddie?” You interrupted him, eyebrows raising. Oh. Hellfire. Right, you completely forgot that they were apart of it. You usually didn’t sit through whatever they did there and admittedly, you absolutely had no idea how to play the beloved game. Eddie had tried numerous times to explain it to you, however each time, you found him so incredibly cute that you couldn’t help yourself. He quickly forgot about it as well as soon as he felt your mouth on his.

“Yes. Eddie Munson. You probably heard of him right? He’s cool, I promise! People say stuff about him but it’s not true!” Well you knew that. You found it sweet the way Mike defended Eddie so quickly.

“Yes, I know him. Don’t worry, you know I don’t listen to what people say. It’s okay, I’ll help you guys out. But be warned, I don’t know anything about Dungeons and Dragons”

You heard Dustin yelling in the background repeatedly thanking you, making you laugh. You reassured them it was no problem and that you would follow their every lead. Whatever that might be. You turned around going back to your tapes, when you saw Robin and Steve looking at you.

“What?”

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It made you sincerely happy seeing the glee on the boy's faces. Dustin was practically buzzing out of his seat in the back of your car throughout the entire ride. You briefly saw Steve helping a girl get out of his car, he winked at you making a scoring gesture when his date came to view. You rolled your eyes slightly amused at his antics.

“C'mon boys are you ready to kill these ogres or what?”You put on your best enthusiastic voice.

Mike and Dustin looked at each other for a moment then straight at you. “We appreciate the enthusiasm” Dustin said. The two boys tried to explain the rules as much as they could as you three made the short walk. Their voices seemed to get louder as you reached the room. Eddie looked up and upon seeing you, surprise filled his face, raising an eyebrow as if asking you what you were doing there. You quickly and discreetly shook your head, placing a finger to your lips telling him not to say anything just yet.

“Eddie! Hey, we got a sub! This is y/n, she's our friend and agreed to fill for Lucas!” Dustin and Mike spoke practically at once. You found adorable how excited they were. Letting them take the lead, you suppressed your laughter realizing that Eddie was going to play along the second he pretended to turn serious.

“Y/N uh? And does she even play? Is she even good at it?” He fired up questions at the duo, as if he didn’t know the answers. “Or did you guys just ask your friend and called it a day?”

Mike and Dustin gulped, sharing a nervous look between them, when they didn’t seem to come up with anything you decided to take the heat off them. “I happen to think I'm a fast learner” You walked towards your boyfriend smirking with a glint in your eyes.

Your right hand grabbed the collar of his vest, leaning towards him as you spoke softly. “Plus you can just go easy on me, can't you?” You almost got lost in his dark eyes and the way he nibbled on his bottom lip after hearing you speak. The sounds of coughs brought you back, and you looked over your shoulder finding the two boys looking downright distraught.

“What the fuck Y/N? Do you know him?”

“No Mike, I just throw myself at every guy I meet” You joked, making Eddie laugh behind you. You felt his hand on your hip, caressing your skin there. “He's my boyfriend guys” You explained.

“I missed you” He said quietly, just for you to hear. Your lips stretched into a small smile, feeling the familiar butterflies on your stomach. With hands now settled on his neck, you kissed him finally greeting him properly. He sighed into your mouth, satisfied. “I missed you too” You replied. He smiled that beautiful smile of his, both of you ignoring the loud 'ews' and various sounds of disgust coming from the near table.

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[spaceyaceface]

The One (Steve Harrington x Reader)

Pairing: Steve Harrington x fem!Henderson!Reader

Warnings/Cliches: Best friends to lovers, pining, nothing else really??? Short and simple.

Request: Could you do a fluff Steve Harrington request where he and Henderson!reader are in love but not officially together after years of being good friends so they call each other endearments like babe/handsome and pine for each other which the rest of the Party is used to other than El who asks Steve if they’re a couple and he comes to the realization that they should be because they clearly know they’re each other’s person? Hope this made sense but I loved your other writing - Anon

A/N: Ok idk why this took me so long to do but I'm very happy with it!!! Thanks so much for the request anon, I hope you like how it turned out! Also Steve and El need to interact more, so that was fun doing a tiny bit of that haha!

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“Hey, babe,” Steve said. “Pass my coke, would you?”

Without batting an eye, Y/N picked it up and handed it to him. “Here, hun.” 

No one around the table acknowledged the interaction. Dustin just swore under his breath as Lucas laid down a +2 card, Max laughed at his misery, and Mike shouted Uno as Lucas drew his additional cards. 

It was the regular occurrence. That was just the way it was. Steve Harrington and Y/N Henderson, long time best friends, and that was that. 

The only person who seemed to take any interest in it was Eleven, eyes looking between the two of them briefly before glancing back down at her cards. She hadn’t realized the two were dating, but it made sense. While not knowing them long, she could see that they complemented each other. 

Hopper was out late, and so she had invited everyone over for a game night. Dustin had insisted that Steve come, and, because she was his ride, Y/N had stayed, too. The party let them join after a small debate, and Eleven was glad they had joined. 

Dustin laid down his final card and everyone groaned, firing complaints at one another. He sat there, smug grin on his face. 

“Will, you should have changed colors!” Mike said.

“I tried! Max skipped me!”

“I didn’t realize I was dooming all of us, you only had two cards left!”

“Hey, hey hey!” Steve said. “The dork won fair and square. And it’s late, we have to get you doofuses home.”

Everyone started to talk back, but Y/N stood up. “Come on now, children. Your mother has spoken, now get your butts in gear to go.”

Steve rolled his eyes and stood by her, casually throwing an arm around her shoulder. “I am not a mother.”

“Mmmhmm, nice try, handsome.”

Everyone got ready to go, putting on shoes and jackets. At the last minute, Steve knocked over a game box that had been sat precariously on the edge of the couch, its contents spilling out across the floor. He swore, bending down to pick it up. 

“I can take them home, Steve, I’ve got room if you want to stay and help clean up.”

He nodded. “Yeah, sounds good. Thanks, babe, see you later.”

“See you!”

They all left, leaving Steve and Eleven picking up the games that were left out. He hadn’t interacted with the girl much. He’d heard a lot about her, and really had only known her through everyone else. It was quiet as they finished picking everything up.

Steve set the now full box on the table. “There we go.”

“Thank you.” She gave a small smile. “I didn’t know you and Y/N were dating.”

That caught him off guard. “What? No, we’re not. We’re just… just friends.”

Her head tilted ever so slightly as she watched him shift his weight uncomfortably. “But… you called her ‘babe’.”

“Yeah, we do that, we’ve known each other for a long time, so we just…” he shrugged, folding his arms. “We just do that.”

“And you put your arm around her.” 

“Like I said. Really, really, good friends.”

She narrowed her eyes at him, and for a brief moment Steve wondered if this is when his brain was going to explode out of his ears. Instead, she simply said, “Okay.”

He sniffed. “Okay. Well, um, I better head out, but if Hopper isn’t home in a bit give me a call and uh, yeah. Stay… safe.”

She smiled a bit at him. “Thanks.”

He walked to the door, giving a small wave before shutting it behind him. He heard the locks engage without her having to walk to the door, and he shook his head. Crazy mind powers. 

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As Steve drove home that night, he couldn’t help but think about his conversation with Eleven. Sure, him and Y/N could seem like a couple to those who didn’t know them, but… they weren’t. Of course they weren’t. 

It wasn’t like he hadn’t thought about it before. If he was honest with himself (which he distinctly decided not to do when it came to this topic) he had thought about it a lot. 

And as he pulled into his driveway, Steve felt himself falling down the rabbit hole. Because when he thought about his life, he couldn’t imagine any version of it without Y/N in it, by his side and making him laugh. He didn’t want to think about any version without her, because how lonely would that be? 

Steve laid down on top of the covers on his bed. The thoughts wouldn’t stop, now that he’d let the floodgate open. He wanted her there for every milestone he reached. He wanted to be there for hers. He wanted to hold her hand as they walked down the street in the rain. He wanted to see the world, live life to the fullest, and see the wonder in her eyes as she did it with him. 

He didn’t get any sleep that night. 

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Y/N and Steve sat side by side on the couch, sprawled out and overlapping one another. Her legs were thrown over his lap, and his arm curved with the edge of the couch, Y/N’s head resting next to his bicep. 

Steve was looking at her more tonight. They always caught each other glancing at one another; it was something they had both written off and ignored. But tonight… tonight it was almost unbearable. 

The TV made white noise in the background. They’d started out engaged in the show, but slowly lost interest. Now it was still on, wasting electricity and painting their faces with a soft glow. 

“Y’know when I was helping Eleven clean up the other night?” Steve asked.

She hummed a small affirmation. “She’s cute.”

“She is.” He paused. She knew he had more to say, so she stayed quiet. “She thought we were dating.”

Y/N chuckled a bit. “I’m not surprised.” 

Steve smiled in return. “Me neither. Guess I just thought one of the other twerps would have warned her.” 

She shrugged, shifting so she was now sat by him, her feet planted on the floor. “We’ll have to give them a talking to.”

He nodded. There was still something else he was trying to say. “It got me thinking tho…”

“Dangerous.”

He nudged her shoulder with his in a gentle response. “It got me thinking about why we aren’t dating.”

And there it was. The question they had both thought a million times without ever saying out loud.

She shrugged. “You were always dating someone else.”

It was only part of the truth, but it was still the truth. 

“Well maybe I shouldn’t have been.” He looked at her. Really looked at her. “Ever since she said that, there’s this… thing in the back of my head. I just can’t help but thinking, like, maybe you’re it for me? Not like–like I’m settling or anything, I mean that you’re it, you’re the one. The one I want to spend the rest of my life with. That sort of thing.” 

Her expression didn’t change. Her lips froze, slightly parted, eyes locked on his, and he couldn't take it any longer so he cleared his throat. “Maybe it’s stupid–”

“No,” she said quickly. “No, it’s not stupid. I just–me too, Steve. I think you’re it for me, too.” 

They both smiled at each other, a bit bashful. He reached out to take her hand, intertwining their fingers. It was the same. But it was so, so different. 

He couldn’t wait for the rest of his life with her by his side. 

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[illfoandillfie]

Hi, I'm so glad you are doing the advent calendar again!

I think someone (or maybe it was me 😅) requested this before but I would love a little blurb related to ADKOE but from Roger's point of view, could be something of a continuation of where the story is now, or one of the previous scenes from his perspective, or even a bit of a introspective moment of reflection when 'y/n' is not there.

Of course no worries if this is not something you would be interested in writing, I'm so looking forward to whatever you post 😊

Thank you! 💕

Blurb Advent 2023: Day 25

ahhh amazing, I was hoping someone would ask for this again lmao, it was the push I needed to actually finish it!

It's set in during the munch chapter. Mostly fluffy with maybe a little angst just from some of the thoughts he's having. It was a lot of fun figuring out and writing so I'd defs be open to doing more of these in the future! Also, it's officially Christmas Day for me here so for those who celebrate, merry christmas! I hope this is a decent sort of present lmao.

Warnings: Modern AU, smut, professor x student, slowburn romance, dom/sub dynamics and discussion of them, munch, conversations about bdsm/kink, body painting, mentions of Dylan, a mention of sexual abuse/rape but nothing graphic and only in a theoretical way.

Roger had been a little reluctant to leave you on your own, but you’d seemed to be doing alright talking to Daisy and Jo and he knew he couldn’t hover around you all day. So he asked Mike to join him in the kitchen, a little curious to see what the other man had made of you so far. And he didn’t have to wait long to find out.   “Well Y/N is just as lovely as you said. Bit shy but that’s understandable.” Mike said as he watched Roger crack eggs into the brownie mix, “How’s it going with her?”  “In one word, surprising.”  “Oh?”  Roger decided how best to elaborate as he mixed the batter, “I don’t want to go into too much detail-”  “Right, cause you’ve never been the sort to kiss and tell,” Mike laughed.  Roger laughed too but shook his head, “No it’s going well I think. She’s still learning, but she’s getting there. Like we played around with some dirty talk recently. Partly just cause, y’know, it’s hot, but also because you’re right, she can be a bit shy. And I’m trying to get her to feel less self-conscious when vocalising what she wants. She was hesitant at first but once she got into it some of what she came out with was...” It was impossible to explain so Roger opted to just gesture emphatically with his hands.  Mike just laughed, “That certainly does sound like fun.”  “Oh, it was.” Roger swallowed thickly as he remembered how you’d sounded admitting that you think about him. He hoped Mike wouldn’t ask too many questions because even just thinking about it now was making his cock twitch and he didn’t want to be too distracted during the munch. But it was hard when he kept hearing your whiney confessions replaying in his mind. When you’d confessed to masturbating more often than ever before. When you’d admitted that he, Roger, made you feel better than anyone else had. If he said any of that out loud Mike would assume it was just the ego boost, which he supposed was fair. He’d have thought so too if someone had told him. Heck, he’d been with women where the ego boost was nearly all he was running on. But not with you. The way you’d said it all, how hesitant you’d been to start, how you’d blushed afterwards. It wasn’t a performance with you. You meant it when you’d said it. And that’s what was turning Roger on. 

But thankfully all Mike said was, “I’m glad it’s going well. She seems like a sweet kid.”  “Yeah,” Roger chuckled, “Mostly.”  “What’d you mean?”  “Look, she is a lot of things – dedicated, intelligent, curious – but she’s also very....” he paused as he tried to find the right word, “You ever have a sub that just wants to rush into everything?”  Mike nodded sympathetically.  “She wants to know it all now, not later. And she’s always questioning the importance of what I’m trying to teach her.”  “Yeah I’ve known one or two subs like that. They think they know best even though they know nothing.”  “Yeah, exactly. I mean, we’ve had arguments about it. I try explaining why I’ve picked what I’ve picked to teach her and usually I get her to accept it even if she disagrees but last week she just wouldn’t let it go. So I got pissed off, probably snapped at her more than she deserved and basically told her it was my way or the highway.”  “I wouldn’t beat yourself up too much, everyone has moments like that.”  “Yeah but that’s not really how I want this thing with her to be. I’d just been saying it was okay if she wanted to say no to learning something or to alter kinks to suit her better, and then I turn around and tell her to suck it up and do what I say or else. That’s not the lesson I want her to learn from all this.”  “Rog I think you’re being a little harsh on yourself. I’m sure she understands the difference.” 

“I know, you’re probably right. I just....She approached me to teach her so she could impress this other guy and he is...” Roger paused again but only so he could take a steadying breath and unclench his hand from his wooden spoon, “I don’t know him, but he sounds like a real piece of work. But she is determined to have him. I just want to make sure she’s prepared and knows enough to protect herself because I worry what could happen to her.”  “You sure you’re not jealous?” Mike asked with a raised eyebrow and a joking grin, “I saw how you were watching her before.”  “I was making sure she wasn’t too overwhelmed by everything.”  “Mmhmm sure.”  “Oh shut up, it’s not jealousy. No, this guy is into some really hard stuff – CNC, free use, somnophilia. She told me he’s even joked about pimping her out to his friends. I’m genuinely worried that if she goes back to him he’ll drug and rape her and she’ll think it’s kink. I need to make sure she understands the difference.”  The smile had fallen from Mike’s face as he took Roger’s concern in, “Fuck, really?”  Roger nodded, “I’m so conscious that there’s a time limit.”  The was a pause as Mike considered what to say, “You’re a good dom Rog. You know your stuff, and I’m sure you’ll be able to teach her how to recognise danger signs, even if she gets stubborn about it first. I mean, you say something enough times it has to sink in eventually. And if she’s as smart as you say she is then she will work it out. Plus, now she’ll have more people she can go to for help if she needs it. Tina will’ve taken one look at the kid and got very mother hen about her, and you know Jo and Daisy’ll look out for her too.”  “Yeah,” Roger sighed, some of the anxiety that had started to build at the thought of Dylan easing off. He pulled a smile onto his face and changed the topic, hoping he had enough time. 

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When he came back into the main room, Roger immediately looked for you, even as he was laughing at Mike’s stupid joke. Seeing you sitting with the other women was a relief. It was like Mike had said it would be, they’d all taken a shine to you and he could already see that he’d be constantly fielding questions about you from all of them. But then you looked up, and there was something in your expression that made his eyebrows furrow. He forced himself to look away as he announced dessert.  “Ooo brownie? Yes please,” Daisy sounded so excited by the prospect Roger couldn’t help but laugh.  “It’s just a packet mix, don’t get too excited.”   But Daisy hurried towards the patio all the same, closely followed by Jo and then Tina who grabbed Mike as she went, perhaps sensing Roger’s desire for a private word.   It was hard for Roger not to be concerned when you rose slower than the others and reached him after they’d all disappeared. He felt as if you’d have walked right past him if he’d not caught your arm. You seemed almost surprised to see him.  “Hey, how are you going? He asked softly, hoping he sounded normal, “Not too overwhelmed? I know they can be kind of loud but-” 

You moved quicker than Roger was prepared for and he staggered back a little as your lips met his, but nothing was as surprising as how purposeful the kiss felt. Your lips pressed hard to his, your arms wrapping around his neck and without thinking Roger tugged you in close, not sure what had brought on the sudden display of affection but not wanting to interrupt it either. He liked kissing you and it felt too nice to question it much. Thankfully you seemed to want the kiss to continue as much as he did, though that did mean the end of it was just as unexpected as the start.   “What - uh – what was that for?” Roger asked, trying to blink some sense back into his brain.  “For looking after me.”  It took a moment longer than it might have before you’d kissed him, but eventually the pieces all fell into place and he nodded his realisation, “I take it you heard about Daisy’s ex then?”  “Yeah, and some other stuff.”  Before Roger could even begin to wonder what the other stuff could be or to reassure at all, you continued.   “Sorry I’ve been so stubborn about things. I made it harder for you. But I think I understand now.”  “Understand what?”  “About why it’s not all about what Dylan wants.”   That was the last thing Roger had expected to hear and for a moment he considered whether you might have overheard his conversation with Mike. But he couldn’t deny that he was pleased with your admission, and he found himself smiling as he took you in again, “You have no idea how happy I am to hear that. Do you want to talk about it later, after everyone goes?”  “Maybe.” 

He reached for your hand but thought better of it, switching instead to rubbing your arm in what he hoped was a comforting way. The last thing he wanted was to make you feel pushed into talking before you were ready and yet he was dying to know more. He wanted to send everyone else home right then so he could ask you about what made you understand. He wanted to kiss you again, kiss you a lot, too, just to show you how glad he was. And he wanted to tell you what hadn’t felt right to say the previous week. That he thinks about you too, much more often than he should. That he worries for you and wants to keep you safe. But it would have killed the mood during the last session, and it felt like too much to admit now. Too big of a conversation for right then. And besides, he’s not even sure how to say any of it properly. Mike had assumed jealousy and he doesn’t want you to think the same thing. So instead all he said was, “C’mon, you look like you need some sugar, let’s go eat dessert,” as he gently lead you outside.  

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But he did get his chance later. Once again, you’ve surprised him. In a good way, of course. For someone who was so against sensory play to start you’d sure taken to it like a duck to water. He would have felt terrible if you’d found it boring or uninspiring. But instead he got to enjoy a fairly relaxed evening with you. And relaxing was what he needed after how tense he’d been throughout the munch. You needed it too, he decided. Not just because of how draining it was to meet new people and come to world shattering realisations, but also because he’d asked a lot of you over the past few weeks. You’d tried so many new things and been pulled out of your comfort zones. It felt right to offer you an intimate experience that was less intense than what you might have been expecting. He let you just enjoy the sensations and quietly process the day as he prattled on with all the stuff he’d planned for his lesson. And each time you squirmed or giggled when he painted somewhere ticklish, he felt especially pleased. Although, not quite as pleased as he felt when you asked if you could paint him. That was a good sign if ever he’d seen one. Not just that you were enjoying the moment, getting out of your head, but also that you could be interested in taking more control. Of course, wanting to paint on him was not the same as wanting to be dominant in a more explicitly kinky scene, but it was a step in that direction. He watched you closely as you painted his shoulder, wondering if he could ever interest you in testing the waters further. He could feel himself getting harder at the idea of you domming him and tried to focus on what he had to tell you about different paints. It was hard though when you were so close. He could feel your breath as you leaned in, focusing on getting the shape right, and you were so close. You’d been closer, of course, but not like this. It made him shiver as he supressed the urge to pull you into a kiss. And then you leaned back and he mentioned Margo and suddenly things had dissolved into something much sillier. He was nearly breathless from laughing but seeing his finger prints on your arse made him giggle again and something about it pleased him greatly. But then he looked down and saw his cock covered in blue, the paint more evenly distributed where your palm had been, thinner under your fingers. He swallowed hard when he realised he could see your fingerprints in the paint. 

After that things quieted down again. He liked watching you while you painted him, content not to say too much. There was nothing more he had to teach about sensation play, he’d given you all the important information. You were quiet too which was understandable. There was a lot to process from the munch and he supposed dwelling on it while mindlessly painting was as good a time as any. He was just glad to be with you, playing with paint, able to make sure you were okay. And then suddenly, apropos of nothing, you asked how he’d gotten into BDSM. It was a surprise but Roger was happy to answer and he liked that you’d asked the others too, that you’d been seeking out other perspectives. Without meaning to he started telling you about his father. It wasn’t something he’d intended to share, it wasn’t something he really talked about ever. But he wanted you to understand what an affect it had had on his approach to doming, especially now you seemed to have grasped what he’d been trying to teach you about submission and power.    “The line between kink and straight out violence can become very thin at times and there are a lot of people who don’t understand the difference, and some who do but ignore it anyway.” He wanted to tell you that maybe Dylan was one of those people, hopefully the first group more than the second. He wanted to let you know that thinking about what Dylan could do to you, what he fears he would do to you if given the chance, makes him more anxious and worried than anything else. But he didn't want to scare you. And he didn’t want you to think he’d overreacting because he doesn’t actually know Dylan at all. It’s all just assumptions based on what you’ve said. So he keeps that bit to himself, hoping that telling you what he has is enough to keep you mindful about who you engage in kink with.  

Quiet falls again but it’s comfortable, despite the heavy topic. Roger could say more but he gives you time to think about it, absorb it all. So it’s not until he takes the brush back that he asks his own question.   “Did you mean what you said in front of the mirror?”  It had just slipped out. He was going to ask what else you’d discussed at the munch, if there was anything else you wanted his perspective on. But the mirror scene was never far from the top of his thoughts at the moment and it had pushed through just as he opened his mouth.   You were clearly embarrassed to talk about it and Roger tried not to focus on how cute you were when he flustered you. He can feel your warmth when he rubs your thigh, trying to comfort you a little. He gets why you’re uncomfortable. He’s your professor, you’re his student. You’re not meant to think of each other in these ways. But he does. You’re bewitching, how could he not? And he thinks maybe if you know those thoughts you’ve been having are mutual, you won’t have as much reason to be embarrassed by them. So he admits the thing he’s not supposed to.   “I think about you too.”  This time you’re the one who looks surprised and Roger can’t help but feel a little pleased that he’s got you back, just a little, for how frequently you’ve surprised him of late. He wants to say more – that he doesn’t just think of you, that he dreams of you. That after you leave he’ll spend the next night replaying the sex in his mind, jerking off thinking about you. That he spends longer than he should planning your lessons, longer than he spends on his real lessons sometimes. He always gets caught up imagining how you’ll react to things, how you’ll respond, hoping you’ll enjoy what he plans to do to you. He wants you to know that he loves teaching you this stuff, loves how you approach everything with curiosity. Loves....your enthusiasm. But he can’t admit that. You’ve already had to absorb so much today and it’s been such a nice evening. He doesn’t want to overwhelm you. So he asks you more, just to keep himself from saying too much.  

[ailendolin]

Mike Peabody/DI Bones, snow and tradition plss 🙏

Since it took me so long to write your prompt, I chose an Easter setting for your fic to fit the time of year, anon. I hope you like this little fluffy piece between Mike and Milton!

A/N: Milton is the first name I've given D.I. Bones in my fics.

List of prompts is here.

Filled prompts are here, here, here, here and here on AO3.

Prompts are closed.

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Snowfall [AO3]

It was snowing when Mike woke up on Easter Monday.

For a moment, all he could do was blink at the window in quiet and sleep-addled disbelief. The last few days had been blissfully warm and no matter how much he usually enjoyed the sight of snow, he was longing for the gentle warmth and colours of spring now, not the harsh cold of winter. If nature wanted to cover the world in snow, he thought resentfully, it should have done so at Christmas.

With a groan, he turned his back to the window and shuffled closer to Milton, intent on ignoring the return of winter. 

“What is it?” Milton mumbled around a yawn. His voice was soft with sleep and when he instinctively wrapped his arms around Mike to pull him close, Mike smiled despite himself.

“It’s snowing,” he said.

Even though his words were muffled against Milton’s chest and barely discernible, Milton went still beneath him. “Snowing?”

Oh no, Mike thought, blearily realising his mistake. One of the first things he’d learned about Milton long before they’d gotten together was how much he loved snow. If the weather forecast even so much as mentioned the possibility of snowfall, Milton would keep glancing at the windows with a hopeful look on his face that made puppies begging for a treat look like amateurs. And when it did start snowing, his whole face would light up in childlike wonder and he’d grip Mike’s hand with a breath-taking smile before he pulled him outside.

Mike loved seeing him like this – happy, carefree and relaxed. It was a rare sight these days with work bearing down on them like it did and leaving at least one of them hurt or bruised nearly every other weak. If not physically, then mentally. But not even the prospect of that beautiful smile was enticing enough to make him give up their warm and comfortable bed at 7.30 am on Easter Monday to go frolic in the snow.

“Don’t you dare,” he warned softly when he felt Milton move in an attempt to grab his pair of glasses from the nightstand. “We’re not going outside to build a snowman.”

He didn’t have to open his eyes to know Milton was pouting at him. “But it’s tradition!”

“Not on Easter, it isn’t,” Mike said.

“But–“

“No one builds a snowman on Easter, Mil. The neighbours will laugh at us.”

Milton snorted. “As if that ever bothered you before.”

He had a point so Mike switched gears. “It’s too early. And too cold.”

“We’re already awake, and we can bundle up,” Milton said brightly. When Mike remained silent, he added a quiet, “Please? It’ll be fun.”

Mike groaned. How could he say no to that? Milton never asked much of him. If anything, he always put Mike first and his own needs second. He was the only person apart from Sam who had ever done that, and sometimes Mike felt guilty about how easy Milton made it to love him because he knew he wasn’t the easiest person to love in return. He came with his fair share of issues and struggles but Milton, the wonderful person that he was, had embraced them all with that charming smile of his and simply said, “I love all of you, Mike.”

And even though love was not and never should be a competition, there were times when Mike couldn’t help but think that Milton did most of the work, most of the accommodating, when it came to their relationship. Going out into the snow on a Monday morning didn’t seem so bad compared to all the nights Milton had spent softly talking to him after a nightmare had left him shaking or sleeping in an uncomfortable chair when another work-related accident had once again landed Mike in the hospital. He had a lot to put up with on a day-to-day basis so Mike figured the least he could do was humour him and join him outside to build a snowman. Even if it was April and way too early in the morning.

“All right,” he sighed in defeat and was rewarded with a happy squeeze and lingering press of lips against his forehead.

“I love you,” Milton said softly, almost reverently. “So much.”

Mike lifted his head and craned his neck to kiss him properly. “Love you, too. Can we stay five more minutes in bed, though?”

Milton huffed out a laugh. “Yeah, all right. But then we’ll go outside?”

“Deal.”

Happy with the compromise, Mike lay his head back down on Milton’s chest and listened to the steady beating of his heart.

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Half an hour later, after getting dressed and shoving some hastily made toast into their mouths, they were standing outside in their small garden, each of them bundled up in several layers of flannel, a warm winter coat, woollen hat and fleece-lined mittens. The smile on Milton’s face was bright and full of familiar wonder as he turned in a circle and looked at the snow around them.

“I can’t believe it snowed so much!” he exclaimed happily and promptly let himself fall backwards into it. Mike watched in quiet amusement as he moved his arms and legs up and down to make a snow angel and helped him back to his feet once Milton was done and held out his hand to him.

“You have snow all over yourself,” he commented fondly and gently brushed it off the back of Milton’s coat. “There, that’s better.”

“Thank you,” Milton said, almost shyly, and leaned up to press his lips to the corner of Mike’s mouth. When he pulled back, he flashed him a smile before he turned around to admire his snow angel. “Not bad, huh?”

Mike glanced at the crushed snow at their feet. It didn’t look like much, if he was being honest, and the thought must have shown on his face because a moment later, Milton laughed and threw a snowball at him.

“Hey!” Mike protested. “What was that for?”

Instead of answering, Milton just grinned and bent down to pick up more snow.

Oh, you’re going to regret this, Mike thought before he did the same. He might not love snow as much as Milton did but he had one advantage over him: he’d grown up with Sam. She had always been merciless when it came to snowball fights so Mike had quickly learned to be merciless in return so as not to get soaked. Milton wouldn’t know what hit him.

He was right. Ten minutes later, he was standing over Milton with a look of triumph on his face. “Do you admit defeat?”

“Yes!” Milton laughed in-between gasps. His face was flushed red from the cold and ice crystals sparkled in his hair. His woollen hat lay somewhere near the snow angel, crushed and caked in snow.

He was the most beautiful thing Mike had ever seen.

Letting his last snowball fall to the ground, Mike knelt down, cupped Milton’s face in his hands and pulled him into a long, loving kiss. “Never challenge a Peabody to a snowball fight.”

“Noted,” Milton said breathlessly. “Can we build a snowman now?”

Unable to resist, Mike kissed him again. “I have a better idea.”

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An hour later, they were standing in their living room with cups of hot chocolates in their hands and admiring their handiwork. Their garden looked like a battlefield but in the middle of all the carnage, right next to the remains of Milton’s snow angel, two little snow bunnies were curiously nosing at a carrot Mike had found in their fridge earlier.

“They’re perfect,” Milton sighed happily and leaned his head on Mike’s shoulder. “Thank you for indulging me today.”

“As if that’s ever a hardship,” Mike said softly and wrapped an arm around him to pull him closer. Nodding towards the bunnies, he asked, “Do you reckon we should send Sam and Bob a picture?”

Milton snorted. “If you want a report on the myth of the Easter Bunny and a series of emojis expressing Sam’s disgust over how cute they are, then sure, go ahead.”

Mike took a contemplative sip of his hot chocolate. “I think we might keep them to ourselves a little longer.”

“Might be too late for that,” Milton said, amused, and pointed at the two pairs of eyes curiously peeking over their fence. Mike followed his gaze and laughed. They gave the neighbour’s kids a little wave and received two wide-grinned thumbs-up in return. “You realise we’ll have to this every year now, don’t you?”

Mike had resigned himself to that even before he’d suggested they make little bunnies out of snow rather than traditional snowmen. “Good thing it’s not snowing on Easter every year.”

“We could always get artificial snow…” Milton mused with a twinkle in his eye.

“Oh, sod off,” Mike laughed and playfully shoved him before he pulled him into a kiss. He felt Milton smile against his lips and closed his eyes to savour the moment. Given their line of work, days like this were precious, and he’d learned long ago to hold onto what little happiness they both managed to carve out for themselves with all his might.

Sometimes, it was not enough. There were days when the exhaustion seemed to never end; when the worry settled so deeply into his bones it made his hands shake.

But there was also hope – hope that one day, things would be better. That the sound of carefree laughter would echo around the house every day and they’d always have a reason to smile. It was the kind of future Mike had always dreamed about, and with Milton by his side, it didn’t just seem possible but actually worth fighting for.

Even if it meant building snow bunnies in April.

[tmabutlesbian]

i need to study mike crew's character cause i wanna ship him n integrate him in more of my hc's. this is me, reacting to his wiki page.

love that the only thing they say abt mike at the start of his page is that he's an avatar of the vast. like yh no shit

oh damn we have his date of death, i always forget tma is like. very well dated?? like months n days n shit i always forget, i assume its all very. up to interpretation. some of it definitely is. we dont got no bday tho :((( thats kinda sad

mike is: thin, pale, short, has the iconic scar on his neck n back, n has pale eyes. he also smells of ozone. king <3

ok, age 8, boy got hit by lighting, n then because his life might as well get worse, he gets chased around by a spiral avatar (not the distortion, which is always fun seeing other interpretations of the fears outside of the more iconic or reoccurring ones), that tormented him with illusions of storms, poor guy

omfg????? boy became an orphan by 17 cuz he found some corruption leitner n it killed his parents. king moved on tho n right away wanted to search for more, hoping it would help him with his spiral problem. pretty cool. true that i cant remember how he reacted during his statement, the wiki is just here to inform n shit, but hes very practical in a way. parents die because of powerful book. hes being chased by a powerful entity. theres gotta be some book that can help him. smart n practical, might also be a way to like. quickly move on from his parents' death by just. focusing on a goal. he sure is stubborn, so many years still alive whilst being chased by a monster is amazing

ok, 1996, we dont know how old he is, but he finds boneturners tale, tries to remove his scar, doesnt work cuz he's full of fractals ig so he leaves it in some library with some other books. he probs doesnt like his scar for trauma reasons, might also be for insecurity reasons, we all know how cruel children n teenagers can be

1997-98, he found ex altiora after frequenting some library. he bound the spiral creature to the book n devoted himself to the vast. i mean, shit, me too, u go ur whole life being tormented by some monster, some other power kills it, i too would devote myself to it, if anything for the fact that it can provide some type of protection. again, mike's a pratical n smart guy, but he obviously doesnt rly know know a lot abt the fears, hes kinda winging it, which is. very impressive. all that he's learned has been on the fly (not a pun either)

2005, he becomes a stalker, 2006 he keeps doing it n feeds his god of the vast by freaking one of the guys out. this is in paris, which means hes travelling around. probs already used to doing so on the hunt for leitners, he might as well keep going now that he has funky sky powers

2017 he meets our boy jon. scar is still a sensitive issue, which is valid, so he fucks jon up a bit after he offended mike abt it. he gives a statement but then he is killed n buried which is. just sad. he was so iconic

im gonna go down the statements n add anything else of value.

mag 4: page turner: love that the spiral creature is stuck there on the book, with mike's scarring, its kinda cool. also this was in 2012, statement in 2013. im assuming dominic n mike r of the same age since they used to play together, so i was hoping to see some hint abt his age.

also mike smells of ozone constantly probs due to becoming n avatar of the vast, since the book ex altiora also smelled of ozone. interesting.

mag 46: literary heights: mike is a uni student, or at least looks like one. so im gonna assume he was in his 20s?? during 1998. he also keeps his scar hidden.

books on demonology?? does he think the spiral monster is a demon? kinda fair tbh. also what kinda akward situations arose from mike having to run away from the spiral thingie everytime he smelled the ozone? did he leave in the middle of multiple classes?? did it catch him mid piss one time?? actually what if he was in the bathroom chilling n smelled ozone?? wtf do u do???

ok, mike being a bit of a hermit n staying inside his home for weeks, bunch of latin shit around him, probs from the demonology books. he stole ex altiora n then fled not after herbert found him but when the creature found him n he ran, with herbert giving chase.

mike performs some ritual with latin to bind the creature to the book in exchange for his devotion to the vast. he throws himself out the window with the creature following behind. jon believes the mike was using the book to protect or ward him, which yh seems like it.

ah ok the spiral thing is the lichtenberg figure which is what gives mike his scars ig. interesting how smth so related to the vast can actually be from the spiral depending on what it does n means, with the illusions of storms n what not. we always assume anything sky related is vast but here lighting is very much spiral. thats cool.

mag 75: a long way down: mike is described as a short young man. event happened during 2006, so rly it depends on what young man means for the statement giver. if in 1998 he was in his 20's, in 2006 hes around 28 years old, maybe. hes also wearing a grey faded suit so 1) not much for colors huh n 2) wears shit until they break, same

mike feeding the vast in a pretty chill way, probs very happy to be free of torment n also have cool fear powers. he does seem bored so it could be more of a chore for him than anything else, mike just wants to live basically. also pre leitner mike must be different from post leinter mike, since jon notes ppl change after using leitners. so theres also that. the loss of ur humanity might also do that to u but idk

mag 89: twice as bright: jude is in her 50s!! didnt know that.

mike hangs around with the fairchilds, which is just jude's way of saying hes from the vast. id assume mike wouldnt hang out with them, just feel like hes used to dealing with things alone. also he is closer to jon's lot than hers, which could mean several things. i guess mike did search for knowledge everywhere for a while, even if it was all for survival n not for a need to know.

mag 91: the coming storm: love how jon goes to meet mike n he offers him tea, which means they r at mike's house, he has a home. with tea in it. i wonder if hes good at making it or not. mike likes his privacy n also that jon should learn how to respect others, which tbh just feels like he is older than jon which yh, if this is 2017 n if in 2006 he was around 28, he is around 39, maybe.

theres no lasting damage from his lighting incident the doctors say, except the trauma i guess. "Lichtenberg figures are fractals and while he could not see them, his fingers could feel them on his skin. When he felt them in the dark they went on and on" now thats pretty interesting, no wonder he didnt like his scars much if they felt all weird n funky like that.

i just googled them n see this: "Lichtenberg figures are fern-like patterns that may appear on the skin of lightning strike victims and typically disappear in 24 hours." thats not what happened to out boy!! might been because it was a supernatural thing tho so yh. wonder if his doctors freaked out a bit, also wonder what kind of treatment he got from his unusual scarring. but i also think this might happen, but its rare.

after touching his scars, the spiral thing started chasing him. it tricked him by making him think a storm was always coming, n it never hurt him but it always terrified him, which is fair cuz i mean wtf

ohhh very much avatar of the spiral with the corridors, making him dream of endless lighting corridors. then he woke up, went to his small garden at the back, n he saw an endless dark forest, the branches reached down from the sky n there was a strong smell of ozone. its interesting how this is an avatar of the spiral but its so laden with the vast.

after parents die he understands theres more to the supernatural n starts exploring. "The creature that followed him was a branch of the Twisting Deceit, which had, perhaps foolishly, taken a form from the sky" interestinggggg so the entities can take forms of things related to other entities, this is so cool!!

"he faintly remembers feeling resigned and desperate, though he cannot understand these feelings now" hmm so post leitner n post becoming an avatar he doesnt remember why he felt resigned before doing so, but like, ure giving up ur humanity n shit, n mike did it cuz he wanted to live in peace, like ofc. its like choosing the lesser evil n shit.

he has killed multiple ppl since he says its hard to keep track, but also i feel like his memory is not the best, considering he cant remember the night he became an avatar correctly.

can be punched n killed pretty humanly so theres that as well. might also be because daisy is from the hunt tho.

thats all i have, this was kinda cool. my boy mike <3<3