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dragons-and-handcuffs · 7 months

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Aegon Targaryen ii x niece!reader

If there is anyone Aegon has truly loved in his life, it is you. His niece. Rhaenyra's daughter. Aegon knew you two will be married the moment you were born. At the time he was very young to realize that it was a strategic move by his older step sister and father, but it doesn't mean that his feelings for you have been anything but genuine. Even Alicent knew that if there is anyone who can keep him in the right path, it's you.

Aegon often compares you to a beautiful snowy day. Your hair silver and shining as the snow when the lazy sun rays brush against them. Your presence warm like the fire. Your smile bringing comfort to him always.

You were close to Aegon when you were growing up, or at least you thought you were made to be close with him. To always have his trust and love. Unlike Aegon, you always knew the reason why you two were arranged to be married, and it has always made you feel that whatever you feel for Aegon is not real, it's all part of the grand scheme. Even if you let yourself feel and enjoy him and his presence momentarily, your mother would always remind you of your purpose.

But Aegon was not completely blind. He can see how his beloved niece is always conflicted. He can see how you are stopping yourself from listening to your heart. But he hopes one day you will love him just like he loves you.

The night before your wedding Aegon sneaked into your room, taking you by surprise. "What are you doing in my room at this hour, uncle?" You asked. "What? I can't come and see my soon to be wife?" He just chuckled and threw you some clothes he stole from a servant. "Change into this quickly." He told you as he made sure the door was locked. "Why?" "Because I want to sneak you out of the castle like we used to do when we were kids," Aegon replied. "I want us to be just Aegon and y/n, not some prince and princess."

Aegon couldn't help but admit that even in a servant's clothes you look beautiful. He himself put the hood over your head to hide your silver hair before holding your hand and taking you through a secret passage.

For the night you forgot about your mother's words. You forgot about your purpose. You were just y/n enjoying your last night in the streets of kings landing before getting married the next day.

Your smile, your laugh, the twinkle in your eyes, it was all Aegon could focus on, thinking of himself as the luckiest man alive.

The night ended with you gently pressed against the wall, laughing after you two ran from some guards. Aegon gently caressed your cheek before kissing you. A kiss both of you have been longing for a while now. A kiss you have dreamed of many times but scared to desire it.

The next day you married Aegon in front of everyone, vowing to always love him. You were happy. Aegon was happy. But your smile soon turned upside down when your mother told you to not bear him a child until she is crowned as the queen. A legitimate child of Aegon would cause problems for Rhaenyra and her way to succession.

How can you stay away from the man you love? It would be impossible but to obey your mother you had to. You ignored Aegon, pretended to be annoyed by him or hate him. It was a torture for you. Poor Aegon couldn't understand what was going on. He couldn't figure out what he did wrong. And so he started drinking to forget about the pain. He slept with other women to forget about you. You knew everything and you never imagined it would hurt so much.

You were doing everything to obey your mother until you just couldn't take it anymore. You were beyond frustrated, unable to live your own life or love your husband, unable to see Aegon in other women's arms. You just ran out of the castle with tears in your eyes and mounted your dragon and flew away. The news reached Aegon and even in his drunk state he didn't hesitate to mount Sunfyre and ride in search of you.

Hours later Aegon finally found you, far away from kings landing. The young prince has flown through a storm, the effect of wine long gone, and he is beyond worried. When you heard the flap of the dragon wings you thought it was maybe Aemond, because in your mind there is no way Aegon would be the one to come for you.

When you saw him you just broke down, on your knees, tears running down your face. Aegon ran to you. Despite everything you have done he still loves you. "I can't take it Aegon. I can't take it anymore," You cried as soon as he kneeled down and wrapped his arms around you. "Tell me what happened. I can fix it," Aegon begged.

You just couldn't' hold it any longer and told him everything, breaking both your hearts with each word. "I love you Aegon. I really do but if I choose you I will lose my mother and my brothers," You cried. This is the first time in your life you have opened to him. Aegon just hugged you tightly, letting you cry and feel everything. "I don't desire the throne, y/n. All my life I have only desired you. I have only loved you and I will only choose you. For the first time in your life you initiated the kiss. It was slow and sweet, and full of emotions from both of you. " Make me yours, husband. I only want to belong to you from now on."

Aegon was gentle with you. Kissing you everywhere as you two made love. You were holding and hugging him tightly, feeling a weight has lifted off your shoulders. You have decided to only live your life as the Aegon's wife and the princess, not Rhaenyra's daughter or a pawn.

You two returned to King's Landing together, walked through the halls holding hands. Aegon has promised to only find comfort in your arms and has sent all the other women away.

A year later you are pregnant with his child. You have seen what a man Aegon has become. A true Targaryen prince. And after everything your mother has done you hold nothing but hatred for her. She pushed you to go against her and support Aegon's claim on the throne.

"My beautiful wife," that's what Aegon always calls you. He was right by your side when you gave birth. He became a much better man and an excellent husband.

By the time Viserys died you were a mother of three royal Targaryens, all of them strongly resembling you and Aegon. It's something Rhaenyra is very displeased with. For years she tried to push the agenda that Aegon forced himself on you, otherwise why would you betray her and give him heirs. She refuses to believe that you love him.

You now have a seat at the small council. Your children are loved and even have a great bond with their uncle Aemond. You are pregnant again and the maesters believes it's another set of twins.

But tragedy soon struck when Blood and Cheese happened. It was your children who were the targets, specifically your eldest son but how can you not protect them? You fought the two assassins and lost your own life right in front of your children. When the guards found you were already dead but your children were safe.

Aegon rushed to you and his mind and heart just broke in the most irreparable way as soon as he saw you on the floor. Your eyes still open, your lifeless body lying in a pool of blood.

Aemond rushed in as well. He couldn't process what happened either but he did manage to take the children out of the room.

"My love?" Aegon called you in the most broken voice as he shook your lifeless body. "Wake up, my love. It's me, your Aegon."

His mother, Alicent, stood by the door and was totally helpless. She watched her eldest son cry over you and the more the realization draws in that you are dead the more shocked he gets.

Aegon was crying and fighting everyone when you were getting prepared for the funeral. He didn't leave your side for even a second. His arms and clothes are still stained with your blood.

As your pyre burned Aegon vowed to get revenge and make everyone suffer. He didn't move a single thing of yours from the room. Your jewelry, your dresses, even the last flowers he gave you. If anyone touches anything of yours they would lose their hands.

Aegon did manage to get his revenge. He described to Rhaenyra his last most moments with you as he fed her to his dragon who was also very fond of you. But ge knows nothing he can do or desire can bring you back.

At last it's your eldest son who sat on the iron throne and even claimed your dragon.

When Aegon closed his eyes for the last time he knew he was finally going to see you again. He woke at the same place you two made love for the first time. You were in a white dress, playing with the two children you never got to give birth to. "I was waiting for, my love," you gave him the very smile that always brings him comfort. Aegon finally got to kiss you again, to hold you and feel your love again. "I am never leaving you again, my beautiful wife."

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atimeofyourlife · 6 months

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Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice

written for @steddieholidaydrabbles warm up round: bakery au rated: t | wc: 840 | cw: none | tags: pre-steddie Eddie never got involved in the upside down, he and Steve meet again a few years later in a bakery in Chicago

The bakery was Steve's pride and joy. It was something that he had accomplished and built up by himself, without the input from his parents. No financial assistance from them, no help in learning how to manage a business. It had been a lot of trial and error, and incredible support from his friends, but he had succeeded. He'd brought the small unit in Chicago using most of the hush money payment over the Upside Down. It needed a lot of work doing to it before he was ready to open it, but once it was open it just took off. Constantly selling out of most of the bakes by lunchtime each day, having to take on extra staff to keep up with demand.

After nearly two years, he had a number of very loyal regulars, the ones who would come in at the same times and same days each week, always ordering the same things. The local workers that would always come in before work or on a morning break for a sweet treat everyday. The older couples that would come in twice a week, once for a dessert for their weekly date nights, and once for treats for their grandchildren. The college students that were adamant that Steve's pastries were infinitely better than the ones they could get on campus.

But the newest regular, one his staff had nicknamed 'Mr Metal,' Steve had yet to meet. From the name, Steve assumed that he worked in the new record store that had opened across the street, but the man always managed to be in and out while Steve was still working in the kitchen, setting up the next batch for the oven or decorating what had just finished cooling.

One Friday morning, he was carrying out the boxes ready to restock the counter, when he heard the voice of Zara, one of the cashiers.

"Uh, I'm not sure. Give me a minute, I'll just have to ask the boss."

"Ask me what?" Steve asked as he rounded the counter, the stack of boxes obscuring most of his vision.

"Please tell me that those boxes have lemon cream cheese pastries and apple pie cookies in them." She replied, sounding a little stressed.

"Yeah, lemon are in the top box, apple in the bottom." Steve replied as he put the boxes down on the side, and started unstacking them. He glanced up at the customer, a vaguely familiar, handsome man, and from the long hair, piercings, and the Black Sabbath t-shirt, this had to be the Mr Metal that all the staff kept mentioning. "How many of each did you want?"

"Two of each." The man replied, staring hard at Steve.

"Uh huh." Steve worked quickly to box them up. "Are you aware of our Friday five for four offer? Five bakes for the price of four, so you could get another of your choice at no extra cost."

"I get them for me and my coworkers, theres four of us so I don't think we can split a fifth four ways without fighting over who gets what."

"I can always bag it separately, so you can slip it in your pocket. They don't have to know a thing about it." Steve offered with a wink.

"You drive a hard bargain, Harrington. I'll take another apple pie cookie."

"I-" Steve looked at the man, confused. Unsure how he knew his name. "Did you go to Hawkins, then? I'm sorry, I don't think I remember you."

"You got a table round here? I could climb up and start talking about jocks and conformity." He looked Steve up and down. "Though, you don't seem to conform to the jock image any more, big boy."

It took another moment, but the name hit Steve as he was bagging the extra cookie. "Munson. Used to buy weed off you."

"I don't know if I should be honored that the king remembers me, or wounded that it took so long."

Steve rolled his eyes at the dramatics, it reminding him even more of high school. "I don't remember most people now, too many concussions."

"Shit. But now you're boss of a bakery. How life changes."

"Yeah. It only took three serious concussions, two major disasters in Hawkins, and one disownment after getting caught behind The Hideout with Matty P. But then I realized that this is what I want to be doing."

"What were you doing behind The Hideout with Matty P? Smoking weed or something? I know you never hid about that."

"We had been smoking, but at that point my mouth was, uh, otherwise occupied." Steve admitted.

"Oh, shit." Eddie choked back a laugh, then looked at his watch. "I'd love to hear more about that, but I've got to get back to work."

Steve quickly wrote his number on the bag with the extra cookie, before handing it over. "Call me sometime, maybe we could spend some time together outside of work."

"You're on, Harrington." Eddie winked at Steve, before leaving the bakery.

im not the happiest with the end of this bc it was rushed after my brain turned to mush from migraines

#steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #pre steddie #steddie fic #steddieholidaydrabbles #atimeofyourwrites

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munsonsprincess11111 · 3 months

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Secrets.

Eddie munson x reader

Summary: OK so in this we're gonna say Eddie survived his name got cleared the earth quake didn't happen. You and Eddie are secretly dating as your Dustin sister. You know about the upside down but avoided it this time and after Eddie's gone to the upside down and his names cleared he comes straight to you.

1:53 am the clock shone on your night stand. You hadn't seen Dustin in a week as u refused to help with the upside down this time due to nearly losing your life the last time. You tried to talk Eddie out of it but he didn't listen. You hadn't seen him either.

You and Eddie have been secretly dating from everyone Dustin included. For around 7 months now.

You'd heard on the news that Eddie's name had been cleared by new evidence that came to light. Proving it was Jason carver. You and all your friend knew it was vecna and the upside down. But if Jason taking the blame kept Eddie safe then that's what you'd agree with.

However no one had seen or heard from Eddie still. Some say he's dead. Some say he ran way out of Indiana. Not even you know as you haven't seen Dustin either. The television was on in the living room you could hear from your bed. Your mom hadn't been sleeping properly since Dustin has been missing aswell.

Your eyes slowly start to shut when there is a loud bang on the door. Your eyes snap back open throwing your self out of bed grabbing your dressing gown and running to the living room. You saw your mum clench her blanket over her as she looked at the door.

You grabbed the baseball bat you'd put by thr front door despite your mom's protests. You peek through the peep hole to see two curly haired people stood outside. Short scruffy curls and short. Long scruffy curls and tall. You immediately drop the bat quickly unlocking the door. Your mom still looking over.

You swing the door open "oh my god" you say grabbing Dustin and pulling him in for a hug. He hugs you smiling. He has a few cuts and marks and a slight limp. When your mum sees him she runs over. You let him go and he immediately welcomes your mom. Her eyes well with tears and she mumbles thanks yous and other things.

The other person let's out a content sigh head resting on the door frame. Only then do you turn and lock eyes with him as he was starring at you. Your mouth falls open at the sight of Eddie. Clothes torn. Covered in blood. Bandage around his stomach. Mouth covered in blood. Black eye. And a cut around his neck.

Your eyes well with tears at the sight of him. Eddie puts one arm out gently grabbing your shoulder and pulling you in. Your head goes onto his shoulder as you sob. He puts one arm around your shoulders keeping you close kissing your head. Both your arms go around his neck as you sob holding him.

He stands up straight so he can hold you properly. He sways will you hugging you ignoring the pain of standing fully. Cause he needs this. "I thought I'd lost you." You sob holding him tighter. He then kisses your head again resting his head on your shoulder turning his face to kiss your neck.

"Can't get rid of me that easily babe." HE smirks trying to lighten the mood. You stay like that for a few more minutes as Eddie sways you side to side.

"You stink." You sniffle as you calm down. Still not letting go of the boy.

"Thanks babe." HE replies rolling his eyes.

Your mom let's Eddie shower to get the, mud and god knows what else off of himself. You dig out the first aid kit. As Eddie gets out the shower he's greeted by you and the first aid kit.

You help him dry off in the most painless way. "Kay arms up." You say getting him to lift this arms up. You gently clean off the area that had what looked like chunks of skin missing from either side of his body.

Eddie hisses in pain and you apologise non stop. Then wrapping a bandage around his stomach. Add the tape and kissing both sides of his stomach. Then rebandaging his arm. Then his leg. He rewraps his towel around his waist and he hobbles into your bedroom.

He goes to change into clothes he'd given you of his. Now seems like the time you need to tell Dustin. You knock on Dustin bedroom door and he tells you to come in.

"I need to tell you something. You can't get mad. Me and Eddie are dating." You blurt our quicker then you can guess.

"Already knew. When Eddie thought he was gonna die he told me. I'm happy for you guys but you could've told me." Dustin confesses.

You let out a breathy laugh of relief. "Idiot." You say

"Isn't he just" Dustin says with a laugh.

You exit Dustin room and walk into your own bedroom. Nothing your mom sleeping peacefully in her own knowing Dustin was safe. You walk in and see Eddie laying on your bed still with his towel around his waist.

"SO ya told Dustin huh?" You ask Eddie closing your bedroom door.

"Well when I thought I was gonna die I kinda told him. And then the two days after when my name was getting cleared I told him more. Like how we've been dating for 7 months. We've been on dates just that kinda stuff." Eddie answers still laying on your bed his hair now damp.

You nod walking over to Eddie laying next to him. He looks over and rolls on to his side hissing when he knocks his arm. He lifts his hand to you face and kisses you sweetly. Your hand goes to his neck as you kiss him back keeping him close not wanting him to stop.

"I love you. So fucking much." Eddie says against your lips.

"I love you too." You say pecking his lips.

He slides on a pair of boxers he once left at your place and climbs under your duvet snuggling up next to you. You both drift of to sleep mumbling hoe you love eachother and exchanging sleepy kisses.

#eddie m #eddie munson thoughts #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x yn #eddie smut #eddie x reader #eddie x you #rockstar eddie munson #eddie my beloved #eddie stranger things

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bbyhellfire · 21 days

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our phantom of forever

➠ summary: eddie is resurrected by vecna, only to realize you don't exist in the upside down.

➠ pairing: eddie munson x afab!reader (she/her pronouns)

➠ word count: 1.3k words

➠ warnings: angst city, death, resurrection, allusions to suicidal thoughts (eddie wishing for death), swearing, reader moved to hawkins with her parents, vecna being vecna.

➠ a/n: pushing the 'eddie is alive' agenda 😌 i have a couple ideas about eddie making a deal with vecna that i'm debating turning into a series or just standalone one shots, so let me know what you think! and let's continue to live in delulu

It was stupid, running away from Vecna in the Upside Down. It wasn't like he controlled it or anything. But Eddie Munson isn't exactly known for his smart decisions.

He makes a mad dash from the Creel House the first chance he gets. He's alive, resurrected by the very monster responsible for his death. Eddie should be relieved that he can feel his heart beating as he runs through the decrepit streets of Hawkins. The never ending fog blurs his vision, not that it matters. Upside Down or not, he knows where he is going. No alternate dimension can change that.

All Eddie wants is you. He wants to curl his wrecked body around yours and cry into your neck as you tell him everything will be okay. He knows it won't happen, Vecna won't be so quick to let his new plaything go. But the hope is still there, and it's enough to take him across town towards the direction of your home.

If he can't physically be with you, then at least he can be surrounded by you. A piss poor replacement, but he'll take what he can get.

The ash-like spores make his lungs burn with every jagged breath. His body, still weak from his death, begs for him to stop, but he is already here. The navy blue paint is chipped and vines have broken through the front windows, but it's still your home. The world around him blurs into a watercolor of black and blue as he rushes through your front door and up the stairs to your bedroom.

Maybe you'll be waiting for him. You'll greet him with open arms and a teary smile and –

Nothing.

You're not there. In fact, none of your belongings are there. Not your bed, not your desk, your posters, your clothes. The room is empty.

What the hell?

He moves towards your bathroom. The counter should be covered in your toiletries. The doodles he'd given to you should be taped up along the mirror.

An owl with "You're owl I need" written on the bottom.

A mug with "I love you a latte" etched in the front.

Another of a cat holding a sign that says, "I've got felines for you."

The bathroom is as empty as your room. The only things waiting for him are those fucking vines, slithering out of the bathroom sink like a bouquet of snakes.

No, no, no.

Vecna controls this universe, right? So it's not completely unreasonable that he could make you disappear. Right? That has to be it. This is just Vecna. It's all Vecna.

"Do you really think so little of me? After I saved your life? Think, boy."

Eddie's head shoots up to the mirror, expecting to see the monster standing behind him like this is some sort of horror movie, but he's alone. Of course Vecna has an omnipresent voice that echoes throughout. Of course he fucking does.

He's never gonna beat the God complex allegations, Eddie thinks as the vines in the sink start to move. A little nudge of encouragement so to speak.

He bolts out of your room and down the hallway to your parent's bedroom.

Empty.

He tries the linen closet.

Nothing.

He practically tumbles down to the first level. Your living room, dining room, kitchen, even the garage. Everything is devoid of you and anything connected to you.

Dread is settles in the pit of his stomach. He is running out of places to check. All he thinks to do is scream. And he does. He wails and wails until his vocal cords hemorrhage. The dull taste of blood in the back of his throat makes him add obscenities to his screams. Maybe it'd be enough to echo through the other side. Hell, he'd take your parents materializing to scold him. He'd take anything as long as it means you're there. But nothing ever comes. It's just him and his pain.

It's like you never existed.

Only when he's back in your bedroom, standing in the exact spot where your bed should be, does he remember Nancy's diary. Ice cold realization turns his organs into stone.

He tries not whimper, "She isn't here, is she?"

"No, she's not, but you already knew that." With every word, the fog thickens into a violent red until the monster responsible for all of this appears in front of him. Eddie shakes his head in furious denial as the date in Nancy's diary taunts him.

November 6, 1983.

It's like you don't exist in the Upside Down because of you don't exist. Your family wouldn't move to Hawkins until the following month. It wouldn't be until the start of the spring semester when you and Eddie would properly meet, paired up for a science project. By February, he'd build up the courage to ask you on a date. His adoration for you would bloom with the spring flowers. He would be head over heels in love with you by the fall.

But with the Upside Down frozen at a point in time where he didn't even know your name, you won't be here. There will be no record of you, no liferaft to cling to as his humanity is thrown into freefall.

"No, it's not fair! This isn't fucking fair!"

"The human existence is anything but fair. Your life was an excellent example of that."

Eddie knows that very well, but he doesn't need this walking smear stain reminding him like he's a toddler. He remembers every taunt, shove, and outrage that formed his life. They were his to experience, not anyone else's. They were his life no matter how unfair it may have been. Vecna didn't get to use them against him.

Now, he is angry. He lunges toward the monster, but vines shoot out to wrap around his waist before he can reach Vecna. They throw him back violently, wrapping around his middle and neck to keep him flush against the wall. The tendril around his waist tightens until he stops moving, his arms pinned to his side. Another vine slithers around his neck, squeezing until he has no choice but to look up at the monster of the Upside Down.

"So ungrateful even after I gifted you the chance of another life. Do you understand I can take that away from you? And then how would you see her again?"

Eddie grimaces, scrunching his nose and glaring with all the resentment building inside. He knows where this is going, the manipulation so obvious it's insulting.

The weight of his situation presses down on him harder than the vines bundling his body. He finally cries. Fat, angry tears run down his dirty cheeks as he glares at Vecna. Eddie hopes he looks as pathetic as he feels. Maybe Vecna will be disgusted and realize he made a mistake resurrecting him. He is not a killer, not a hero, not a villain. He is just Eddie.

He wishes for a reinstatement of his death sentence. He'd rather his body be picked apart by demobats than a life shackled by shame and defeat.

"I'm not unreasonable, Eddie," Vecna takes heavy steps towards him. "You can see her again, if it's what you really want. It won't be easy, but it will be worth it. I just need you to do something for me."

The tears keep falling, his vision blurring from the splotches in the shape of you. He thinks of you, the way you smell, the comforting feeling of your hand in his, the sweet nothings you'd whisper when you thought he was asleep. He remembers the nights you'd spend wrapped in his sheets, eyes glassy from all the weed you'd smoke, as you talk about the future.

That is all he will ever have of you – memories. Memories that will fade until only the pain of what could have been remains.

What else is he supposed to do?

"What is it?"

divider by @/silkholland

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x afab!reader #eddie munson x afab reader #eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson one shot #eddie munson #stranger things fanfic #eddie munson angst #bbyhellfire

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sitp-recs · 1 month

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Hi Liv!

Do you know of any fics where draco is really heroic during the war? Like fics where he fights for the light side, kills voldemort, fights in thr battle of hogwarts, etc

I think its a really interesting trope

Thanks!!!

Hi anon! That’s a great ask, personally I love these. Most are spy!Draco fics so he’s usually helping behind the scenes:

Paper Dolls by cupiscent (M, 5k)

In the final year of the War, Draco gets a letter, makes a choice and pays the price.

Speak (and may the world come undone) by @shealwaysreads (E, 26k)

The war is on in earnest, and the hunt for the Horcruxes has begun. Harry receives help from the least expected person, and must decide whether he can trust the enemy he knows best.

In The Hand by aideomai (T, 28k)

Two months after Harry went missing, when Hermione was frantic with fear and panic and sleep deprivation, Draco Malfoy cornered them outside the Great Hall before breakfast.

9 ½ Days by magpie_fngrl (E, 69k)

After the events at the Manor, Harry and Draco find themselves stranded in the countryside with a broken wand and Death Eaters on their tail. This is the story of an uneasy truce, featuring faerie forests, seaside caves, Romani camps, kind old ladies, and a shared bed in an attic. Or how two boys fell in love in the midst of a bloody coup.

Walking the Line by SilentAuror (E, 179k)

Sixth year is over and Draco Malfoy is on the run. The war is on and an unwanted assignment is forced upon him by the only people he trusts - and a one-time arch-enemy just may be out to kill him.

Temptation on the Warfront by alizarincrims0n (E, 180k)

Draco Malfoy is forced into hiding with the Golden Trio and dragged into their search for horcruxes. What ensues is a journey of redemption, unexpected friendships and an unwanted, turbulent romance with Harry Potter. Warnings for swearing, sexual content, and dark themes.

Eclipse by Mijan (T, 287k)

Draco swore his revenge on Harry for Lucius's imprisonment, and Harry all but laughed at him. But Draco is planning more than schoolyard pranks this time. The old rivalry turns deadly when Draco abducts Harry for Voldemort. It's the perfect plan, guaranteeing revenge, power, and prestige, all in one blow. But when Draco's world turns upside down, the fight to save himself and Harry begins, and the battle will take them both through hell and back. If they come back.

Twist of Fate by Oakstone730 (T, 302k)

Draco asks Harry to help him beat the Imperius curse during 4th year. The lessons turn into more than either expected. A story of redemption and forgiveness.

#asks #anon #Drarry reclist #spy Draco #war hero Draco

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trashmouth-richie · 6 months

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Series summary: Hawkins Annual Halloween Festival is in town, and this year you and your friends were lucky enough to work the event. But when some of your co-workers are missing, and a trail of blood leads to the woods behind the festival. Your friends work together to find out what’s going on. A killer is on the loose but who could it be? Or is it the town’s spooky secret of what really happened at Hawkins Lab?

ch 1: FLICKER

ch 2: A SCREAM AND A SLICE

ch 3: THE ROCKSTAR AND THR REDLIGHTS

chapter summary: flashbacks provide some insight on our favorite metalhead.

chapter trigger warnings: 18+ only, character death, references to child neglect, upside down references, poor parenting practices, etc, blood, character death, killer reveal.

CH. 4: FAMILY VALUES

1974

The tires on Evil Kneivel’s Stunt Bike trudged through the familiar path of the bare thread carpet in the back bedroom of trailer 8 in Forest Hills Trailer Park. Eddie was on his stomach, ignoring the rumbling noise from the hollow emptiness in his belly, he pressed his lips together to vibrate a motorcycle sound through his mouth, casually blowing dark curls from his vision.

An annoyed huff echoed across the thin walls, “This is boring,” Billy snarled, he was laying flat on Eddie’s bed, feet on the wall, throwing up his stretch Armstrong to himself before tossing it across the room, landing with a splat on the broken closet door.

Eddie pushed himself up from the carpet, the fibers itching through the holes in his jeans and scratching his knees.

He shrugs, running his tongue through the gap of his latest pulled tooth, “wanna see my guitar?”

“No,” Billy huffed, his thumb nail catching along the ridges of the zippo lighter he had stolen from Melvalds, lighting a small flame that he quickly extinguished with the flip of the lid. “I wanna do something fun.”

“Alright then, genius,” Eddie scowls, sitting next to Billy on the brown and burgundy ripped threads of an afghan blanket, “what do you have in mind?”

Billy swings his feet around, landing with ease and standing before his friend, the smirk on Billy’s face was one Eddie knew all too well.

—

Neil and Al didn’t hear the boys sneak out from the back room, too drunk and elbow deep in “work” to notice their sons had pushed the screen outward and hopped down to the ground.

“The instructions are clear, Al,” Neil said, his mouth around a can of Pabst, scrubbing a dirty thumbnail through his eyebrow, “here let me see that.”

Al blows a cloud of smoke into the air, handing over the poorly written note on the back of the Hideout napkin, clad with ketchup stains and spilled coffee. “Don’t know how you can even read this shit.”

“I can read that’s how I can read it dumb fuck,” Neil snapped, grabbing the napkin from him, he looks over the scratchy pen marks, pointing at the instructions again, “see right there, Creel laid it all out for us.”

“Okay wise ass, but it doesn’t make sense. How the hell are we supposed to break int- into that place without anyone seeing us?” Al puts the butt of his cigarette into the overflowing ashtray, blowing smoke around the side of his mouth. “It’s under surveillance and the guards are armed.”

“The guards are armed.” Neil mocks, “Jesus Christ you sound just like a woman, how many cars have we boosted?”

“That’s different, easy. Breaking into a secret government lab? This is above our pay grade, and your skill level.”

“Yeah and your big brains are why you got fired from the mill right?”

“Shit,” Al downplays, “they didn’t pay worth a damn, boosting and dealin’ keep my pockets lined just fine.”

“If only it was enough to keep Liz around right?”

“Don’t say that bitch’s name in this house, I’ll slit your throat and use it for an ashtray, Hargrove.”

“Ahh shit,” Neil quips, “don’t get your panties wadded up, but back to this,” he says waving the napkin around, “the tunnels, that’s our way in.”

—-

Eddie’s van is barreling down the highway like a bat out of hell. Nancy hasn’t stopped crying, slowly wiping her tears, with the front of her shirt, sniffling every so often.

You’re grief stricken, numb to whatever the hell just happened, and what those things even were— and to top it all off, Eddie somehow knows?

Steve is leaning on the center console between you and Eddie, back seat driving and giving him directions on how to get to his house.

At first Eddie had thought about going to his trailer, he knew his dad and Wayne kept their rifles in the back shed, but decided against it at the last minute, hollering over his shoulder for anyone having an idea of where to go.

How safe could he keep everyone if his house was bordering on enemy lines?

—-

1983

The Hargrove’s house was nestled on Cherry. Older but comfortable, a damn sight better than the paper thin walls of the trailer, and the soggy couch that reeked of spilt beer.

Billy was going on and on about his girlfriends, yes plural. The blonde haired Gina or was it Jenny? And Tanya, the rich one who lived by Steve Harrington.

Junior year was different for the boys, where Billy excelled in popularity with the jocks being a basketball star, Eddie fell into a different crowd, the Hellfire Club.

They were still friends, still causing trouble on nights you couldn’t hang out, Billy now refusing entirely to hang out with Eddie when you were around, which you weren’t complaining about.

Eddie takes another swig of Mt. Dew and continues drawing a rogue for one of the older guys, Nico, in Hellfire. He was only half listening to the way Billy was describing the differences between the girls, body type mostly.

“If you want in on the action big boy just let me know, Gina loves hearing Metallica play when we steam up the windows in my car if ya know what I mean,” the cigarette hanging limply from his lips wiggled as he spoke, sending ashes down to his black converse.

Eddie immediately thought of you. He wasn’t sure of his feelings when it came to you but he wondered if you’d be weirded out that Billy was planning to get him a date. How would you feel if he went out with some chick?

The idea of you kissing someone made his stomach turn, and not in a butterfly way.

Instead of listening to Billy bitch about how much he can’t stand you and how you’re holding Eddie back he just went along with it, “yeah man, sounds good.”

“Sounds good?” Billy questions, racking the weights he was lifting with a thud, checking his traps in his reflection, shooting a look over his shoulder, “I’m trying to get you laid, dude.”

Eddie looks up from his seated position in the corner of Billy’s room, his fingers were silvery from shading the lines of his drawing, pinked eraser rubberings littered the front of his new Metallica shirt. “Yeah man, I’m down, what’s her number.”

Eddie wrote the number on the corner of his paper, barely registering what else Billy was saying, his mind wandering to what kind of shit his dad was up to this time.

Al was home for a longer stretch than normal this time, but he seemed to spend every waking minute at the Hargrove’s.

Eddie wasn’t dumb enough to think that his dad actually wanted to hangout with him.

Oh no, Al Munson had his priorities whenever he came back to Hawkins with his tail between his legs, and seeing his only son wasn't the top of the list.

He went to the bar first, picking out the waitress with zero confidence, saying all the right things and tipping her just enough to make her think she was really something. When her shift was over, he’d bring her to a sleazy by-the-hour motel, giving her the ol’ Munson magic and then, when she was in the shower or cleaning up in the bathroom, he’d bolt. Driving to the nearest gas station casino and spending whatever money the waitress had in her purse.

He’d finally crawl back to Wayne’s when he was bone dry, claiming he was home “for good this time!” And how he, “just wanted to hangout with my boy!”

Turns out the “hanging out” was going over to Neil’s and getting shitfaced drunk, bringing Eddie to tag along, to prove to his brother that he was a good dad. He failed to mention that Eddie would end up locked in Billy’s room until dawn.

So no, getting laid wasn’t on Eddie’s mind right now.

“I told Tommy H to leave you alone, told him I’d fuck his girlfriend again if I caught wind of him messing with you.” Billy said, shoving his chest out proudly. Maybe if he helped Eddie spread his wings, he’d stop getting picked on, but in Billy’s eyes, Eddie brought alot of it on himself sticking up for those fucking nerds he always hung out with.

The Hargrove kitchen table was covered in the same paperwork they always were when Al came over. Weird haikus, and riddles that were partly solved, a timeline of when and where everything needed to take place, and lastly, a complete blueprint of Lonnie Byers’ house.

Everything was just about set in stone, the only thing the men couldn’t figure out is why Creel had decided that it had to be Lonnie’s son as the baited sacrifice. And whenever they asked, Creel would say the same thing, “an eye for an eye.”

—

1986

“Right here,” Steve said, pointing his hand in Eddie’s face and out the window to his big behemoth of a house.

The kind of house that belonged to a homeowners society, telling you when, where, and how to water and mow your grass. Not the type of neighborhood that housed the brown piece of shit on wheels that was arriving into the Harrington driveway at record speeds.

Steve fumbled with the door and had to pry Nancy away from the van, she was petrified, her body shaking and tense, beneath his arm.

Eddie turns to you, tapping you gently on the shoulder and when you don’t move he guides your chin towards him, his heart breaking at the sight of your tear filled eyes.

“I’m gonna keep you safe, okay?” His eyes were large and the worry on his face only made you more scared, but he tried to put on a brave face for you, “c’mon, we gotta get inside.”

Steve’s home was decorated with expensive paintings and gold fixtures. The kind of decor that wasn't available at a mall but ordered from some lavish designer in New York. The living room had vacuum lines in the carpet, as if it were never used. The wood floors in the foyer sparkled from the overhead chandelier, it was a catalog home, looking as if it were staged for a photo

shoot rather than people actually living in it.

Nancy’s cries echoed loudly around the empty Harrington home, Steve scooped her up like an infant and carried her down the carpeted steps to the open basement.

Eddie still wasn’t acting like himself, his eyes were clouded over with something you couldn’t pinpoint, plagued with grief? But you felt reassured when his fingers curled into the spaces between yours as you followed Steve and Nancy to the basement.

—

NOVEMBER 9, 1983

“You working tonight?” Eddie asks at your locker, ringed fingers working over the corners of a Polaroid of you and him last summer when he tried to teach you how to skateboard. One of his favorite memories.

“Nope,” you answer from deep inside your locker, looking for the crumbled history notes you swore you still had for todays test, emerging from the locker and hitting your head on the way out, “ow fuck! Nah I’m off tonight, Don closed since Joyce’s son has been gone, why what’s up?”

Eddie shuts your locker and shifts his worn notebook to his other hand, “it’s Wednesday, the Hawk has free popcorn, thought maybe we could see a movie?”

It wasn’t weird for two friends to go to a movie together, you and Eddie had done it multiple times. Completely casual. Even if the heat from his fingers bumping against yours sent flutters to your stomach and he quickly moved his hand like you were a snake that had bit him, a blush forming on his cheeks.

“What time?”

“I dunno, seven? Pick ya up at 6:30, that way we can stop and get snacks to sneak some snacks in to go with our free popcorn.”

His boyish grin was the same from when you were kids, dimple dipped cheeks, and the darkest eyes twinkling with mischievous glee.

The door to Mr. Stanley’s Chem 210 was open and you stopped before going in the classroom to give Eddie your answer, “fine, but I want twizzlers.”

—

“What the hell do you mean it’s not enough? We did exactly what you said, solved each fucking riddle!”

The weathered boards of the Creel House groan as a screaming gust of wind slaps loud against the old home, the late winter storm rattled the wooden foundation and pelted the window panes with ice, pinging loudly with each large gale that forced its way through the cracks of the poorly maintained home.

A small fire crackled in the sunken fireplace, wafting dark plumes of smoke into the living room and ashing soot onto the cobweb covered furniture.

“He makes the rules, I do not, I am simply a messenger, a ves—,” a tattered mitten hand cups around his mouth, acting as a poor excuse for a shield against a barking, wet cough. Lungs burning with each wheeze of oxygen leaving. He clears his throat when the fit is over, wiping his mouth with a moth bitten scarf around his sagging neck, leaving blood behind, “..vessel, I don’t make the rules, Neil.”

“A what?” Al quizzes, shifting uncomfortably from his left leg to his right, “we delivered that kid exactly where you told us to! The whole town thinks he’s dead! Hawkins PD put out the report last night that a body was found by the quarry.”

Creel pokes the fire with the blunt end of his cane, crumbling a reddened log into pieces, adding a wadded mass of newspaper, the face of Will Byers’ missing poster front and center, his cherub smile warping with the heated flame.

“The boy is hiding somewhere. The creatures can not find him, he is convinced that there is help from our side.”

“Impossible,” Al scoffed, rubbing the cold of his nose on his sleeve, “I just talked to Chief Hopper at the Hideaway last night, and according to him it’s a closed case, Lonnie and his former ol lady were making funeral arrangements.”

“What you hear, and what you see, seem different ways to hold the key.”

“Enough with the psychological bullshit!” Neil yelled throwing his beer across the living room, “tell us what he needs from us.”

The blackened tooth smile creeps onto Creel’s face his red chapped lips split and bleed, and he holds back his cough just long enough to whispers the same fallacy he was given only hours before, in another dimension identical to this one.

“A son.”

—

The wind was ripping snow across the streets of Hawkins. The windshield wipers on Eddie’s van had frozen in place, stopping half way in the middle of the windshield, the shitty wipers no match against the freezing, winter rain.

You were certain that the seat belt in the passenger seat had never been used before tonight, but Eddie was insistent that you wore it, foregoing his own with a you’re kidding right? look. The whites of your knuckles shine bright with each overhead street lamp that dances lazily on the windshield, and Eddie looks over with a laugh.

“Almost there Pebs,” he mumbles, his mouth snug around the filter of a cigarette, a half smirk on his lips, “don’t worry.”

The storm foiled more plans than just good driving conditions, apparently The Hawk had closed earlier that day when the windchill dipped down to the negatives, Sal ensuring that his employees had plenty of time to get home before the weather took a turn for the worst. Thankfully Family Video was still open, and Eddie’s trailer was empty for the night, save for a couple of beers in the fridge and the heat from an electric blanket. Apparently the manager of Family Video didn’t give a fuck about the roads, neither did the factory.

You and Eddie were met with the rolling eyes of Steve Harrington as you two shoved each other out of the way to get into the door first, bringing with you a cold gust of wind and chattering teeth. After securing The Poltergeist and two boxes of peanut M&M’s, you and Eddie were tucked into the tin can death trap on wheels, trekking slowly to Forest Hills Trailer Park.

The bumpy driveway was nearly covered by the falling ice and snow, causing Eddie to slide into his parking spot, well the front yard, of trailer 8. Before he jiggles the key out of the ignition, a man’s shadow illuminated the front door, the burning end of a cigarette glowing on a presumed inhale, and Eddie mutters a ‘fuck’ under his breath.

“Stay here, okay?” He says with a shallow voice, his eyes never leaving the front door of the trailer, “I’ll be right back.”

What the hell was his dad doing at home this time? Maybe he was confused, thinking it was Thanksgiving already— probably wondering where the turkey and green bean casserole were.

The door of the van groans as Eddie pushes it open with his shoe, slamming it shut and hearing the crinkle of built up ice breaking away from the frame. Ice was gathering in his hair as he scurried up the steps, the shadow moving away from the door so Eddie could come inside, and once the threshold was breached, he wasn’t surprised to see his dad standing in the kitchen, smoking a cigarette, long fingers wrapped around a can of Wayne’s breakfast PBR.

“There’s my boy,” Al greeted with a false tone of cheer laced in his voice, “only been waiting here for an hour, I need your help with somethin’.”

“Sorry,” Eddie mutters, shutting the door tight and shaking his hair free of the elements, “must have lost my schedule on your flight arrival.”

“Watch it,” Al snaps, his eyes are bloodshot and dark rimmed, voice gravelly, “I’m in no mood for your shit tonight, alright?”

Eddie tuts through his teeth and shoulder checks his old man before walking to the living room, pulling the cord from the wall jack, unplugging the tv. Holding it against his hip to bring it to his room.

“What the hell man, I was gonna watch that!” Al yells as Eddie trudges into his room, shoving shit off his dresser with a sweep of his arm, putting the small tv down he turns to find his dad right behind him, glaring menacingly at him, nose to nose.

“The rabbit ears haven’t worked in months, guess you’ll have to go to Neil’s..”

His insult is cut short as Al grabs him by the lapels of his denim vest, shoving him into the closet door, busting it off the sliding track.

“Listen to me you little fuck…” Al spits, literally into Eddie’s face, “I said I’m not in the mood for your shit tonight, ya got me? I need your fucking help for once in your life, can you manage that?”

“Get off me,” Eddie sneers back, trying to hide the trembling in his jaw as he grits his teeth, “I’m serious.”

I'm serious, Dad! Al mocks, shoving Eddie harder into the closet, the splintering wood busting beneath his shoulder blades. “I ain’t ever asked you for nothin’ in your whole damn life, let you live here with Wayne, no rules no nothin’ and now it’s time to pay up. I need a favor.”

His eyes were shocking in a desperate way, anger riddling his irises.

Eddie thinks fast to his underwear drawer, the wad of cash shoved into an old sock underneath a sticky playboy, “I don’t sell whatever you’re on, and I don’t have any cash.”

“Ain’t about money, or horse, Eddie boy, you remember my friend, the one that lives in the old house on Morehead?”

Eddie thinks back to all the “friends” Al had ever introduced him to. There was Bud the one who owned the bowling alley in Bridgeport that had a fake eye and an gnarly looking scar on his face from a dog bite, Willy Jack who helped take the plates off of the van and scratch up the VIN number when they stole it from that scrap yard north of town, he even painted it any color Eddie wanted, but somehow the friend he was talking about wasn’t registering.

Raising an eyebrow, Eddie shakes his head no. “Doesn’t matter,” Al said all too quick, “his son has been missin’ see, for years, and we need your boys’ help finding him.”

“Who’s we?” Eddie asks, finally wiggling free from his dads hands, straightening his jacket, “and why the fuck do I need to find him?”

A closed fist breaks through the paneled wall next to his chin, “enough with the questions Eddie goddamnit! I need you on this, and you’re not gonna tell me ‘no’ you understand me?”

Eddie had never hated his dad more than he did at this moment. If he were older he’d swing a fist into his gut, knock his lights out once and for all, but he didn’t dare, shoulders slumped and the weight of the world and all its guilt piled onto him. He had no idea what kind of shit his dad was getting him into, only the gut wrenching feeling that something was terribly wrong, and the only thing he could do was nod his head, agreeing to lend his trembling hand.

Across town on Cherry lane, Neil Hargrove was having the same friendly little “discussion” with Billy, but the conversation was different, lighter, happier, and the two Hargrove men seemed to be on the same page for once in their lives.

—

OCT. 1986

The Harrington’s basement was set up much like the Wheeler’s but on a grander scale. Large tv tucked behind an oak cabinet,, a beige leather couch that seemed to stretch across the entire living room area, a surround sound system in each corner, two bedrooms and a full bathroom. Setting Nancy down on the plus couch and covering her small form with a wool blanket, Steve opens a closet door and wrangles out a new set of golf clubs, leaning them against the wall, and running his hair through his fingers, as if he’s trying to make a mental list of household objects that could be used as a weapon.

The phone rings noisily in one of the bedrooms and Steve leaves to answer it.

Eddie still has your fingers between his, his rings leaving small indents but you don’t mind, it’s a comfort. He’s muttering to himself, in a tone only he can hear, biting the nails on his right hand with grinding clicks of his teeth. Looking at you his expression falters for a split second, trying to put on a calming mask, nonchalant-like even though inside he was screaming.

It wouldn’t be long before the Demodogs came, especially if the Demogorgons were out, would he be looking for him? Wondering where he has been? Why he’s been gone?

He guides you to the couch, a grand gesture with his nail bitten hand, grabbing a blanket and putting it around you.

Steve emerges from the back bedroom, a tiny bit of relief in his eyes, “that was Robin, they’re on their way here, I guess they barely made it out.”

You wince at the thought of everyone dead at the carnival, the way Argyle’s body was ripped to shreds, the howling cackle from Creel, the way he stood with his arms in a welcoming hug, just an hour ago you were convinced you were going to kiss your best friend, now the majority of Hawkins was dead.

Steve turns to Eddie, with wide searching eyes, fumbling for the right words but failing, “I need answers man, right now.”

—

Robin hangs up the phone, blood drying on her fingers from when she tripped over the gaping carcass of Tammy Thompson, her face covered with streaks of dirt and god knows what else, “ Let’s go! Everyone’s at St—”

A stinging in her spine brings heat, warm and dripping, then fiery hot, a hand on her shoulder she turns to see his maniacal eyes, the blood from the gash on his head now trickling into his mouth, white pearls stained in ruby.

“I did you a solid Rob, killed that bitch for you—didn’t even think twice about it, because we’re friends,” blood now trickling down her back into the waist of her scoops ahoy uniform shorts, she garbles a breath cusping on the breath of a question.

“shh,” he reassures, wiping tears from her freckles lined cheeks, extracting the knife from the well in her back, he helps her lie down gently, “this isn’t going to kill you, it’s just temporary you see? I can’t have any distractions, I can’t let you get in my way, but don’t worry!”

He moves to rip the phone cord from its hook, “I’ve done so much research on this meticulously studying over books on ways to cut the human body, what would hurt the worst, the least, the angle of the knife was just right, I guess I could be wrong,” he scratches his head, the whites of his eyes rolling as the smell of blood starts to work him up, an ache he can’t scratch, “hmm… take care, yeah? I’ll be back.”

A pool of blood blossoms from Robin’s back, flowing into the blue carpet fibers of her room— in tandem with the slow blink of her eyelashes meeting.

The ignition of his car engine backfires with a gunshot noise, the bloody knife he used to kill the others laid gently on the leather of his passenger seat.

Driving down the desolate streets of Hawkins, he looks in the rearview mirror, and for the first time, Jonathan Byers likes what he sees.

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Safest in your arms pt 1

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Pairing: Georgia Miller x Fem!OC

Summary: A blonde woman moved in across the street, little did Samantha know she’d be turning her life upside down.

Warnings: (18+) minors DNI cursing, drug use. age gap relationships (18 and 30) grooming.

Notes: welcome to my new series! i’m really excited to write this:)

being adopted and hispanic in a small town like Wellsbury was rather lonely.

at least that's how Samantha always felt. she had never really felt like she fit in with her siblings or in her family, really. Ellen and Clint had problems getting pregnant early into their marriage, in fact they thought there was no hope so they adopted Samantha as a newborn. then two years later Ellen ended up pregnant. it was a miracle, a happy miracle. Samantha would have siblings and that's all the Baker parents really wanted.

growing up Samantha was alone most of the time, she went a school with mostly white people, only a handful of kids that could relate to Samantha. thankfully that all changed once she started middle school, she had met the twins, Oliver and Nia first during the first day of sixth grade. Samantha was going to sit alone like usual but Oliver saw her and sat at her table no questions asked. Nia followed after her brother and soon they became best friends. Mathew came into their lives only a couple of months later during their gym class. he was considered popular, he even played on the football and basketball team but even then he chose to hang out with the three best friends. it wasn't hard to understand why, they all had one thing in common; being outsiders.

the four became inseparable, even when Oliver joined the football team or when Nia joined cheer or even when they all started high school. it was as if they were a small family. they fought sometimes, like normal friends do but it never escalated into anything serious.

it was freshman year when Natalie and Jade joined their friend group. Oliver had a crush on Natalie so he asked her out and the group accepted her without much thought, Oliver seemed to really like her so they didn't find a reason to give her or him a hard time. they had met Nicole one day when they were at the skate park hanging out, she had approached them speaking to Samantha in particular and from then on she seemed to linger with them more and more to the point in which she just hung out with them everyday.

Oliver and Natalie dated most of their high school years, they broke up briefly during their junior year which wasn't surprising. junior year was known for being the most academically challenging. Oliver had practice along with keeping up with his AP classes and Natalie had an after school job so they didn't have much time to hang out. regardless they made it work and got back together just four months later.

junior year was also the year Max and Marcus started high school. Samantha didn't love it, especially considering Max would ask her for advice literally every second of the day or include herself in the friend group even though she most definitely was not. it didn't last long though, her Abby and Norah soon blended in and left Samantha and her friends alone. thank god.

the six teens were hanging out in Samanthas room the day before the first day of school. Oliver was sitting on the floor with Natalie beside him whilst Nia was on Samanthas beanbag and Jade was on the bed beside the shorter girl. Mathew was on his way and they were all waiting for him to bring the alcohol. initially they planned to smoke but Ellen had said Samantha couldn't go out since she started school the next day. they wouldn't stupid enough to do it inside though, the smell would be too obvious and Samantha did not want her parents image as a perfect child to be ruined.

Natalie giggled as Oliver kissed her neck making Samanthas nose scrunch in disgust, "can you guys please stop" she groaned and threw her body back on the bed. Oliver chuckled with his arm thrown around his girlfriends shoulder whilst the blonde stuck her tongue out at Samantha.

"suck my dick. you're just mad that you're still single" Natalie smirked.

Samantha rolled her eyes, she turned her head to see Jade looking down at her with an amused smile. the shorter girl smiled back and moved her body closer to Jade so she could rest her head on the girls lap. immediately after Jades hands began to softly comb her hair.

"yeah. why are you still single? arent half the girls at school in love with you or something?" Nia asked and narrowed her eyes in confusion.

Samantha scoffed, "please like that matters. Maxine would kill me if i got a girlfriend" she rolled her eyes with a huff.

Nia mimicked her actions, "are you serious? don't you get tired of having to put your life on pause because of her? i mean didn't she pretty much welcome herself into our group and when i asked you to join cheer you said no because 'Maxine thinks cheer is a cliche for mean girls' or whatever" she said holding her hands up in quotes.

Samantha could hear her friends chuckle at Nias words, "it's not like that. i just don't want her to feel left out, okay?" she said feeling a little annoyed by their comments now. sure, Maxine could be a lot but she was her sister and as the older child she felt like she had a responsibility to protect her sisters feelings.

"fine if you say so" Nia said holding her hands up.

it was Jade who spoke next, "what about you Nia? excited for Mathew to come over?" she said wiggling her brows in a suggestive manner earning laughs from the other two girls in the room.

Oliver looked at them confused, "Mathew? why would you be excited about him?"

Samantha glanced at Nia who was looking at her in warning. "it's nothing" she muttered lowly to try and cover for her best friend.

Jade laughed, "yeah nothing at all" she added.

Oliver didn't seem to be buying it as he glanced at each girl still obviously confused by Jades comment. thankfully the door opened to reveal the subject of their conversation with a huge smirk on his lips.

“why wasn't i aware of the smoke show moving across the street?" he said immediately moving across the room and toward the window. he moved the curtain to the side and looked outside.

"what are you talking about?" Samantha asked confused and began to sit up from Jades lap. Nia turned her body toward the window as well to look out of it, her eyes widening.

"holy shit, she's hot"

Samantha didn't waste another second and jumped up from the bed, she almost tripped on her own feet as she shoved Mathew out of the way making the boy groan and hold his stomach.

"shit girl, chill. she's not going anywhere" he joked making Samantha roll her eyes and give him the finger. the raven haired girl could faintly hear her mother yelling at her brother but she didn't much bother listening to whatever it is she was lecturing him on. it was the same story everyday with him.

her eyes roamed the street to try and find the woman Matthew was talking about. she didn't have to search for long as her eyes landed on the blonde woman in a yellow top with jean shorts on. she had a bandana to top it all off and she looked hot as hell.

"close your mouth, you're drooling" Nia said and Samantha didn't have to look at her to know she was smirking.

"fuck you" the short girl responded.

"Samantha, i made cookies!" a loud voice called from downstairs making all the teens jump up and start rushing out of the room.

"move your ass!" she heard Oliver say most likely to Matthew as they shoved one another to get downstairs first.

Samantha was about to turn around and leave when the blonde woman grabbed a box from her trunk and began to walk to her house. she was beautiful, really. her hips swayed naturally and everything about her was screaming Samanthas name. until the blonde stopped abruptly and turned her head, her eyes roamed the house until they landed on the window the young girl was currently looking through. any normal person would've backed away from the window and walked away but Samantha didn't. she felt like she was in a trance. instead she kept her eyes locked on the blonde, intently watching every emotion swirling behind her eyes. it was hard to read her though.

the blondes lips quirked into a small almost missable smile but Samantha caught it. their staring contest lasted just a second longer before the blonde turned back around and continued walking into the home.

a blaring alarm was what woke the short girl up from her deep slumber. a loud groan echoed throughout her room as she hit her hand against the pillow beside her. black hair was sprawled on the pillow underneath her and her face was smudged into the pillow, some strands of hair resting on her face. she was surprised she wasn't woken by her parents instead of the horrid noise coming from her phone. she reached over toward her nightstand where she finally found her phone and slapped it until the noise finally stopped.

it took her a couple of minutes to actually wake up. she wanted to skip school, it was the first day and most teachers just went over the syllabus or made them introduce themselves to the class as if they weren't already seniors. she only had half days, taking all AP classes when she was in her junior year paid off. so enduring three hours of school shouldn't be that bad.

the raven haired girl got out of bed lazily, her feet dragging against the ground as she walked to her dresser to choose an outfit for the day. a pair of light blue jeans and a white tube top. she'd take a sweater with her just in case she gets dress coded. her room was slightly messy from the day before, they all got a little buzzed and ended up watching a movie before it got dark and Ellen told them they needed to get home.

the white duvet on the bed was neatly made and sitting under three pillow. there was a black nightstand on the left side of the room that held a picture of her and her friends during their junior prom. her walls were painted dark gray with LED lights along with posters of movies she liked. she had a dark blue beanbag near the window and across her bed was her dresser with a television on top. she even had a desk pressed against the left side of her room among that there was small tokens of her, like the plant on her desk, the pictures of her and the people she loved, even the mini figures of characters from her favorite movies.

once she was completely dressed with her hair curled and makeup ready she went downstairs and was met with Max and Marcus arguing about who knows what. it was like that almost every morning and at a certain point Samantha just learned to not care.

"good morning" Ellen said with a smile.

"good morning" Samantha signed with a slight smile.

"want me to make you chocolate chip pancakes?" she asked as she held up the spatula in her hand.

Samantha shook her head, "kinda in a rush. i have to pick up Jade" she said as she grabbed piece of pancake already cut up form Marcus's plate and ate it.

he looked at her with a bored expression to which she winked, "what? i'll consider that my pay for driving you around all summer" she said with a shrug.

he gave her an annoyed smile and looked back down at his food, "can we stop by blue farm on the way?" Max asked her sister.

"nope"

"what?! why not?"

"because i am not paying for your caffeine, i don't need you freaking out because i'm going five over the speed limit again" she said.

Marcus chuckled making Max groan in annoyance.

"mom, tell Samantha to take me to blue farm"

Ellen shook her head, "her car, her rules" she shrugged.

Maxine huffed in annoyance once more and Samantha shot her a cocky smile. once she drank all of her orange juice and ate half of Marcus's food, she grabbed her backpack and kissed her fathers cheek in goodbye. "let's go chums" she said as she walked toward her mom to give her a kiss goodbye as well. Ellen smiled in appreciation and watched as her daughter walked to the front door with marching steps.

she had always been the more responsible out of the three. being mexican meant she didn't get a lot of the opportunities that her siblings could have, that meant she had to get a job at blue farm since she was a freshman, had to take the most advanced classes and even join a lot of extracurricular activities. she even bought her car with her own money - although her parents pitched in for the down payment she had to pay every single bill from that day on.

the girl got inside her white Camry with her siblings behind her, as Marcus was about to get in the passenger side she clicked her tongue with a shake of her head. "nope, you know the rules. in the back, i don't need your sister ripping Jades head off" it wasn't much of a surprise that Jade and Max didn't get along, they were slightly alike yet completely different. Max thought Jade was a bitch and Jade thought Max was too loud and possessive over Samantha which meant Samantha did everything possible to keep them as far away from each other as possible.

"cant i just get in the back once we pick her up?" Marcus asked slightly annoyed.

Samantha sighed, "fine. whatever. just get in" she said waving him inside. he smiled in triumph and got inside the car like she had said. "seatbelts" she turned to look at each of them to make sure they were buckled in before finally backing out of the driveway.

the ride to school from Jades house was a little awkward, Max kept talking about how she was crush sophomore year and interrupting Samantha and Jades conversation every other second.

the shorter girl shot Jade an apologetic smile but she just waved her off, she already knew how Max was and after four years she was used to it. once they pulled into the parking lot Samantha got out with her backpack slung over one shoulder.

"later losers" she said to her siblings as she walked alongside Jade.

"i know you're gonna hate me but your sister is a bitch" Jade muttered with an eye roll.

Samantha laughed, "yeah she is and you know you're the only person i'll let say anything about her"

Jade smirked, "cause i'm your favorite?" she asked and fluttered her eyelashes flirtatiously.

the shorter girl shook her head, "whatever" she muttered shoving her softly. Jade laughed loudly as they approached the other three teens who were sitting at their usual spot. "sup losers" she saluted them as she sat down on Nias lap who was sitting on the couch. the curly haired girl wrapped her arms around her best friend and placed her chin on her shoulder.

"how was it?" Natalie asked Jade who shrugged.

"like always, didn't let me get a word out" she said making everyone chuckle.

they soon fell into a conversation that didn't last long considering they all had to get to class.

"i have calc and AP Lit after" Samantha announced as she stood from Nias lap.

"fuck, isn't it exhausting being little miss perfect?" Matthew asked with an amused smile.

Samantha looked at him with a neutral expression, "isn't it exhausting acting like a slutty jock?"

he laughed holding his hands up, "damn. you're breaking my heart here, Sammy" he joked making her roll her eyes.

"yeah, yeah. save the dramatics for Lauren. where is she anyway?"

"we broke up" he shrugged.

everyone stopped walking and turned to look at the boy in slight surprise, "seriously?" Jade asked.

"yeah" Matthew shrugged once more with his hands in his front jean pockets, "she was bitching about how i don't have enough time for her so i figured it's better to call it quits now. she was only supposed to keep me company for the summer anyway" he said with a smirk.

Samantha groaned, "oh my god, you are such a fuck boy it physically hurts to be around you"

"what? my parents are divorced and i went through emotional trauma and-"

"oh my god, shut up!" Jade exclaimed quickly earning laughs from everyone including Matthew.

"you know i'm fucking with you guys"

"yeah super solid joke, it isn't five years reused or anything" Natalie shot back making Oliver laugh.

"god i love you" he admitted and pulled her in closer as he had his arm wrapped around her shoulder.

Jade made a gagging noise, "please leave and never come back"

"gladly" Oliver said happily. he dragged his girlfriend with him into his next class.

"relationships are gross" Samantha grimaced.

"please, i live with him and they don't know what being fucking quiet is so if anyone has a right to complain here it's me" Nia said with a grimace.

Samantha and Jade laugh at her whilst Matthew slings his arm over her shoulder, "don't worry, i can keep you company" he said shooting her a wink.

anyone else would've missed the look on Nias face but Samantha didn't, the girl had a slight blush coating her cheeks and her step faltered for just a second before she continued like normal. soon after she shoved the boy off of her, "please, you would be my last option. after like - Marcus"

"absolutely not!"

three hours later Samantha and the five teens were sitting at a table in blue farm. Samantha and Nia were the only ones with half days but the rest decided to just skip the rest of the day, it's not like there was anything important anyway.

everything was going great, they were all talking like usual when a certain blonde walked in and everyone went quiet. in fact they didn't do much talking after that but Natalie commented on how obvious they were being so they tried to act as if they were making conversation. they all glanced at the blondes table as she talked to Paul and even after he left.

"i swear you guys are staring like some kind of stalkers" Natalie said in a hushed tone leaning toward the middle of the table.

"she's hot" Matthew shrugged.

Samantha was trying to be more discreet. she sipped on her coffee and listened to Matthew and Natalie argue back and forth.

the young girl was glancing at the blonde from the corner of her eye every couple of seconds, that's when she noticed the blonde woman stand from her table and approach them.

Samantha tried hush them but they weren't listening, up until the woman was standing at their table. "hello" she said a very strong country accent dripping in her voice that made the young girl feel queasy.

she had on a pink dress that highlighted all her curves and pushed her breasts up. her hair was down and she was holding a bag in one hand. Samantha's mind went blank at the sight.

"uh hey" Jade said with a slight wave.

the woman looked around the table until her eyes landed on Samantha, "i moved in just across the street from you" she said directing her words at Samantha.

the young girl gulped before nodding, "yeah." she said dumbly. she was never really the type to be left speechless, in fact it was always the other way around but somehow with this unnamed woman she couldn't come up with a single coherent thought.

"Georgia Miller" she smiled with her perfect teeth and held her hand out. they all glanced at each other then looked at Samantha in anticipation.

the girl smiled, "Samantha Baker but i assume you already know that" she chuckled softly as she shook Georgia's hand.

"your mom is so kind, she brought cookies over" she said happily.

"oh, her cookies are to die for" Oliver said making everyone look at him including Georgia. he didn't seem to care that he said his thought out loud.

"i can second that" Georgia said, "not to be.. that adult but shouldn't you guys be at school?" she asked looking around the table again.

"i have half days" Samantha said quickly, cursing at herself silently for answering so quickly.

"me too" Nia responded.

"and we're just getting lunch, we'll be back once we're done. right guys?" Jade asked looking at her friends with a slightly tightened jaw. they all nodded quickly.

"yeah, yeah. of course. we're very responsible" Oliver said with a charming smile.

Georgia seemed amused by all of them as she nodded, "okay well i'll be leaving you guys to it" she said, "have a nice rest of your day" she finished glancing at them all once more. and yet again her eyes landed on Samantha for just a second longer. soon after the blonde put on her sunglasses and walked out of the restaurant with a slight sway of her hips.

"holy shit" Matthew said practically reading Samanthas thoughts.

"she's hot as hell" Nia said breathily.

"how is it you check out girls more than your brother does?" Jade asked.

Nia shrugged with a smirk, "i actually have good taste" she said looking at Natalie who rolled her eyes and lifted her middle finger at her.

"fuck off"

"my eyes are simply captivated by this beauty right here" Oliver shrugged and pecked his girlfriends cheek.

"gross" Samantha said with a slight smile.

if only either of them noticed the look of longing in the girls eyes.

after blue farm they all went to the store to buy snacks and then parked outside of an abandoned building to smoke. Samantha opted out of it for the time being, she had to go home and confront her mom and she had already seen the way she reacted with Marcus and did not need that kind of weight on her. once school was officially released she said her goodbyes - much to everyone's disappointment who still wanted to hang out but she had to pick up Marcus from school. Max was already home, she had texted her saying she skipped after lunch.

much to Samantha's surprise they all decided to just hang out at her house. everyone was there except for Oliver who had practice and Natalie. the two worked at blue farm but Samantha wasn't scheduled in for the day. they usually had the same schedule but Joe thought they distracted each other too much so he made sure their work times didn't align all that often. unfortunately.

they were all outside, Samantha didn't feel like spending another day cooped up in her room so she decided to just stay outside instead. she was on the hood of her car with Jade beside her whilst the other two were standing to the side.

"there's gonna be a party Friday" Matthew said once he blew out the smoke out of his mouth. Ellen didn't have much of a problem that her daughter vaped, of course she didn't love it but she was eighteen and she couldn't really control that part. although Samantha always made sure to never do it in front of her or make it obvious that she was doing it.

"already?" Samantha asked confused.

"what do you mean?" Matthew chuckled, "it's the back to school party, Tyler is hosting" he says referring to one of the guys on the football team.

"hell fucking yeah, he always has the best parties" Nia smirked and snatched the vape out of Matthews hand to take a hit.

"i charge for every hit y'know" he says looking at her. Nia rolled her eyes.

"oh yeah? how's that?"

"i wouldn't mind a kiss" he shrugged innocently making Nia snort out a laugh.

"hilarious. really"

Samantha laughed at them along with Jade. the shorter girl had one leg resting on top of Jades with her head on the girls shoulder. "im assuming your going then?" Samantha asked Matthew who quickly looked away from Nia and at her.

"of course. i can't miss out on the first party of the year" he said with his usual smirk, he and Nia had a respectable space between them but every so often Samantha could see both of them inching just a millimeter closer. it was cute how oblivious they both were.

"Oliver and Natalie are probably going so count me in. just please don't let me do shots like last time" Nia said in a desperate tone.

the two girls chuckled at her whilst Matthews smirk widened. "i can take care of you"

Nia laughed, "right. sure. maybe i'll wake up in the bathroom floor and see you hooking up with some other girl in my room again"

Matthews smirk twitched, "that was one time and i said i was worry" he said and even though he was trying to sound playful it was obvious he truly felt bad about it.

Nia chuckled, "yeah okay"

Jade glanced between them, the tension so strong it was starting to suffocate her so she turned to Samantha, "are you going?" she asked.

Samantha shrugged, "maybe. i have to ask but she'll probably say yes. i'll just need a ride" she said knowing that was one of the only rules Ellen had set when she started going to parties. she knew her daughter would drink and she'd rather be aware of it then the fact being hidden from her so she just always made sure Samantha wasn't the one driving.

"i'll drive. Oliver and Natalie will probably ditch me either way" she rolled her eyes. Samantha smiled. she had been ditched by them as well, having to find a ride home from someone she'd rather not think about.

"cool then yeah i'll go" Samantha nodded.

Matthew cheered softly knowing he wouldn't be having to venture yet another party alone. it wasn't really anyone's fault, he seemed to want to go to one every weekend and they all were busy. considering his parents were divorced he had the benefit of their guilt on his side so he didn't have to get a job or do anything other than the bare minimum. he even got a black mustang for his sixteenth birthday.

Marcus had joined them a little later as he began to clean his bike. Samantha thought it was pointless that he got one, he couldn't ride it for another couple of months and she knew their mom wouldn't be all that in favor of him riding it all that often.

they were talking calmly until a girl with curly brown hair walked out of their house. Marcus stood up from cleaning his bike and said something but Samantha want entirely listening. she wondered who the girl was, though.

she saw the teen get on the bike and put on the helmet, she was slightly confused but then assumed she was just trying to show off to Marcus. she knew her brother could be an asshole and for some reason girls really loved that. but she was wrong seeing at the teen turned the key to start the bike and soon drove off.

"shit" Samantha muttered as she stood from her car and saw Marcus tell the teen to stop and come back but it was to no use. Matthew stopped talking to see what she was talking about and by the time he did the curly brunette was back on their driveway. she took off her helmet and got off, her body turned and she grabbed Marcus by the shoulders and leaned in to kiss him.

"damn" Matthew said amused, all of them now forgetting whatever it was they were talking about as they watched the scene unfold before them. the kiss looked awkward and weird and it made Samantha laugh along with her friends.

Matthew couldn't cover his amusement so he held his fist up to his mouth to try and contain his laughter. then a car pulled up making Samantha turn to it. shit.

Padma said something to Marcus and he immediately turned around to walk to the car. Samantha knew all about them hooking up and in her opinion Padma deserved better than an emotionally unavailable fifteen year old. they all watched as Ginny watched them drive off very obviously embarrassed by her previous actions.

"bold move Maxine's friend" Matthew called out obviously having heard what Marcus had told Padma just seconds before. the brunette blushed pink and began to walk away. she saw her walk toward Georgias house. huh. could she be her daughter? Georgia looked way too young to have a fifteen year old but then again she could've been a teen mom.

once the brunette was out of sight Matthew began to laugh even louder making Samantha turn and smack his arm. "stop being an asshole!"

"hey!" he laughed, "you've got to admit that was funny" he said his laughter still not dying down.

a small smirk formed on Samanthas lips, maybe he was right. Nia and Jade broke into a fit of laughter too which a wave of laughter escaped her lips as much as she tried to fight it. she just hoped that girl wouldn't cause problems in Marcus's life, he already had to go through enough shit already.

once the sun had set everyone except for Jade went home. Samantha was the one who had to take her home and she didn't feel like being without the girl so she told her to stay for dinner instead. Ellen loved that. Jade was always extremely respectful toward her and seemed to be the closest to Samantha aside from Nia.

after dinner Samantha drove her home, they stayed in the car talking for an hour before Ellen told her it was late and she should start heading home. the girl did so, even watched a movie with her parents before saying she was going to bed. of course she wasn't, she just had to wait until it was after one before she could sneak out and smoke. her mom never really suspected her daughter smoked weed and she'd never been caught, even by her siblings. she made sure to keep her secrets hidden. that was the point of a secret after all.

the raven haired girl already had a blunt rolled so she climbed down from her window and sat behind her car where no one could see her. she took her lighter out of her pocket and flicked it on. once it was lit she inhaled deeply, leaving it for a couple of seconds then exhaled. a wave of relief hit her at the feeling. the girl laid her head back against the white car, her arm was on top of her knee whilst the blunt was held with her thumb and pointer finger.

the neighborhood was quiet to no one's surprise, she lived in a rather wealthy side of town so it made sense that there wouldn't be crime or people on the streets. it was almost depressing how boring everything around her was. only the crickets could be heard and occasionally a vehicle or two would drive by. the only thing accompanying her was the starlit sky and the full moon.

or so she thought. her eyes landed on the house across the street. it was normal, just like any other house in the neighborhood. the porch light was on, Georgia's car was parked in the driveway and it seemed quiet. just like a basic suburban home. but it wasn't just a basic suburban home because this home had a blonde woman sitting on the balcony that was on the side of the house. the woman looked to be drinking a glass of red wine and she was staring at Samantha intently.

it was dark so Samantha couldn't really make out what she was wearing but she could feel her eyes on her. she wasn't expecting much so she just sent the blonde a smile, although she wasn't all that sure if she could even see her. it was hard to make out but once she narrowed her eyes she saw the blonde motioning her over. Samantha was confused, was she imagining this? she debated on if she should go over, she reeked of weed and she's sure Georgia saw her smoking but she didn't seem like a snitch. at least that's what she hoped. maybe going over and asking her to keep what she just saw on the low wouldn't hurt.

the raven girl put out the blunt and stood, she was a little high, just enough to feel fuzzy but not enough to actually feel it. she dusted her silk shorts and put her hands in her gray sweater. she was wearing black silk shorts that didn't exactly like hide much but she wasn't exactly expecting to have eyes on her, especially not her hot neighbor. she was only wearing a tank top so she decided to throw on of Marcus's sweaters on that for the record it looked like it was drowning her.

she made sure to look both sides before crossing the road, it was pointless considering it was the middle of the night but she did not want to die tonight. once she reached the blondes home she looked up as the blonde looked down at her. "hey stranger" she said with a smile.

Samantha smiled back, "hey" she responds. the blonde looked at the shorter girl slightly amused as she looked at the girl up and down. the action alone was making the raven haired girl grow nervous. she cleared her throat, "you didn't see anything.. right?" she asked extremely nervous now.

Georgia laughed, "oh, you mean the weed you were just smoking?" she asked with a very cocky smirk. Samantha was shifting from one foot to another and she scratched the back of her neck nervously. the blonde woman seemed to find pity on the girl as she waved her off, "i'm kidding of course."

a sigh of relief left the girls lips, "cool so you like, won't tell my mom or anything?" she asked hopeful.

there was a glint in the blondes eye that made Samantha feel even more nervous if that was even possible. "on one condition" Georgia said making Samantha raise a questioning brow. "share" she said simply.

Samantha was confused as hell by her comment. did she hear her correctly? she wanted her to share? "share?" she chuckled nervously.

Georgia simply looked at the girls right pocket that her hand was in and she was holding her blunt. the young girl finally cracked a smile, "fine" she shrugged. if she had to share her drugs to not get in trouble then that's fine with her. the blonde motioned to the tree making the shorter girl look at her confused.

"what? want to go through the front door instead?" she asked with a raised brow. Samantha glanced at the front of the house, contemplating if she should just go through the front door or not. chances are she'd end up making too much noise and wake her daughter up, not something she needs. she sighed heavily and took her hands out of her pockets.

"if i fall please tell my mom you coaxed me into smoking with you" Samantha said as she began to climb the tree. a beautiful laugh echoed throughout the dark night making the girls stomach fill with butterflies. it was hard to get her balance at first, her foot slipped once or twice but finally she was able to grab onto the railing. Georgia was standing now holding her hand out in case Samantha needed help but the girl was able to do it on her own. "fuck that was horrible" she breathed out and held her hand against her chest.

"you're so dramatic" Georgia rolled her eyes in amusement. once the girl calmed her heart she sat down where Georgia was previously sitting and the blonde followed her actions, taking the spot beside her. Samantha wordlessly took the blunt out of her pocket and the lighter as well.

“wanna do the honors?" she asked holding it close to the older woman. Georgia smirked and grabbed it from Samantha's hand before pulling it up to her lips. the raven girl turned the lighter on making the fire illuminate her face with an orange light. her freckles could be seen perfectly in that instant. the young girl made eye contact with the blonde before they moved down to the blunt, she bit her lip as she carefully brought the fire toward the blunt and heard it sizzle before it began to burn.

she pulled away a second later, still a little dazed by how close she was to the blonde. she cleared her throat awkwardly and looked at her hand as it reached into her pocket to place the lighter there. her eyes soon met Georgia's body, they started at her legs that were exposed. she was only wearing shorts and a silk shirt, both a beige color. her skin looked so smooth and soft Samantha had to hold herself back from recaching toward her and touching her. but she was snapped out of it pretty quickly by a cloud of smoke hitting her face slightly. her head shot up to see Georgia already looking at her with a small smirk.

Samantha cleared her throat, "i think i met your daughter today" she said and watched as Georgia offered her the blunt. the young girl grabbed it and brought it up to her lips, she inhaled deeply letting the smoke remain in her lungs for a couple of seconds before releasing it into the night.

Georgia chuckled, "oh, you mean the one who stole your brothers bike and then kissed him?"

Samantha smiled in amusement, "guess so"

Georgia sighed and brought the bud up to her lips and took a long drag. "that little shit doesn't know what's coming" she said as she released the smoke form her mouth. Samantha watched in amazement. she had been around people who smoked all the time but something about the way Georgia was doing it made her mind go blank.

she quickly blinked, she did not want Georgia to see her as the hopeless lesbian in love with her hot neighbor. "hey now," she said with a slight laugh "my brothers an asshole but.." she trailed off, where was even going with this? "yeah no he's just an asshole" she nodded in agreement.

Georgia laughed and blew the smoke out of her mouth once more. she did the same thing once more and gave Samantha the blunt. "you're not like your siblings huh?"

Samantha furrowed her brows in slight confusion, she looked at the ground as she took a small drag out of it. she was starting to feel it a little more now and wanted to pace herself. plus Georgia looked like she needed it more than her and she's willing to just give her the rest. "well i'm adopted" she tried to joke.

Georgia looked at her with a 'seriously' look that made Samantha laugh even more, "you know that's not what i mean"

the raven haired girl turned a lot more serious suddenly "i don't know i guess we just.. we don't have the same privilege that's all." she shrugged. Georgia saw the look on Samantha's face that told her she shouldn't push on the subject so she decided to change the conversation topic instead.

"your friends are funny" Georgia commented.

Samantha chuckled and pulled her knees up to her chest, she placed her chin on her knees for support and turned to look at the blonde. "if by funny you mean stupid then sure."

Georgia shook her head with a slight laugh. "you're a senior, right?"

"yeah. i was supposed to graduate early but i just couldn't leave those losers behind."

Georgia raised a brow, "so you're polite and smart, huh?"

Samantha did a double take "polite?" she asked completely confused and why she came to that conclusion. the blonde seemed to be asking completely random questions and she was starting to wonder how hard the weed is hitting.

the blonde smiled, it was one of those that made Samanthas heart beat a second time in just a second. "well, the first conversation i had with your brother he gave me weed" she started and was interrupted from continuing

Samantha looked a bit bewildered "he.. what?" she was aware her brother smoked every once in a while but she didn't think he'd be stupid enough to do it somewhere in which he could be caught. although she felt stupid for even thinking that considering their mother found him smoking on the side of the road a day before.

the blonde laughed softly at how concerned Samantha looked, "okay i'll admit i might've pried it off of him but regardless and this is the second conversation i've had with you that isn't ending up with you kissing up to me or you staring at my boobs."

Samantha looked even more shocked by her statement "oh?"

Georgia laughed even harder, "i just mean.." she chuckled breathlessly "you're mature for your age. that's all." she explained with a slight shrug. by now she had smoked all that she could and the tiny bud was resting on the ashtray beside her.

the girl finally understood what she was trying to say, she wasn't like her brother or maybe some of the teens she had met recently. it wasn't that she wanted be boring or a suck up but she just always craved the validation of her mom and sometimes even other adults. it was the way she could always be trusted and she was never considered to be irresponsible that really fueled her to always be perfect. she shrugged, "yeah well i guess that comes with being the older sibling and all."

Georgia nodded at her words and the two fell into a small silence. most of the time it would've made Samantha's skin crawl, she wasn't a fan of awkward encounters but somehow the way Georgia was smiling like this just gave her so much comfort. but even then she felt the need to fill the silence and he did, "so Ginny is your daughter?" she asked although she already knew the answer.

the blonde could understand the intentions behind her question pretty easily, it was everyone's question. "yeah," she nodded. "had her when i was fifteen."

Samantha's eyebrows rose in surprise "damn, that's.."

"slutty?"

the girl chuckled "i was gonna say brave"

the older woman raises a brow in question, obviously not believing her words. that had never been a way she was described and she didn't think the stoned eighteen year old in front of her would be any different.

Samantha chuckled at her actions, "i'm serious. you seem to have your life together, it's really impressive."

the blonde didn't seem to find a single lie behind her question so she accepted it "thank you"

the smile and intensity of the woman's stare was making Samantha feel all giddy. a shy smile overtook her features "yeah." she said lowly. she realized the conversation ended there when Georgia didn't make a move to speak again. a beat of silence passed before she spoke, finally getting the hint. "i think i should probably get going though."

"yeah," the woman nodded "don't want your mom knowing you were smoking with me."

Samantha smiled and stood "most definitely not. have to keep up the whole 'perfect daughter' persona up, y'know" she said and dusted herself off again.

"absolutely" the blonde agreed with a slight smile. she didn't stand and Samantha assumed she was going to stay out a while longer.

she carefully climbed to the other side of the railing and held on tightly as she said one final thing to the beautiful blonde "i'll see you around bud buddy"

Georgias eyebrows furrowed in confusion, a dozen different emotions flashed by her "i-.. did you just.. you know what? i'm too high for this" she shook her head holding her hands up in defeat.

Samantha laughed at her and climbed down the tree. once her feet were safely on the ground she turned up to look at Georgia again, she shot her one last smile that the blonde returned with ease. a second later she turned around and ran back to her house. she climbed her tree back up to her room and closed the window behind her, she didn't even bother taking off her sweater that reeked of weed and threw her body on the bed.

an uncontrollable smile overcame her features.

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Cruel destiny

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Tw: blood, character death

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Pain

That was all you felt.

It engulfed your body like the warmth of the sun on a cold day.

The blood seeping from your abdomen felt weirdly sticky on your hands, but it was the only thing that you kept you clear minded.

It dropped down on the snow as you made you way to the nearest tree for cover. You didn't care if the enemy soldiers could see the red trail you left, you just wanted to feel safe for a moment.

The adrenaline left your body as you dropped down on the floor behind the tree. Ears still ringing from the explosion that occurred minutes ago.

Only when you pressed one hand on the wound had you realising, that this could be your final moment.

A moment spend alone. A moment that you wanted to witness with your friends- your team- and most importantly with him.

Him. Soap. You wondered where he was. If he's alright and fighting off some asses with Ghost.

Memories from your first date came back up. Seeing him in his fancy tuxedo with a bouquet of flower -tulips, your favourites- in his hand and that sheepish but nervous smile on his lips. It was a lovely evening, a evening that went over too fast.

Being thrown into these thoughts, you didn't noticed the footsteps coming closer to you. They held a sort of urgency, desperation.

You saw familiar face appearing, tho it was hard to see through the blurry vision. But it was him.

Concern and panic swelled in his eyes. Hands moved to put pressure against the wound, which was bleeding even more because of the moving from earlier.

"C'mon bonnie, stay with me 'ya?" Oh you wanted to answer him, to tell him you'd never leave him, but that would be a lie. This is was end, and you both knew it.

You put your shaky hand on his and looked into his eyes. These beautiful blue eyes that had swept your world upside-down.

A smile formed on your dry lips.

"There you are. Keep those pretty eyes on me, would 'ya?" He then looked at you and saw it. He saw that you had accepted your fate. But how could he? Your were his everything. From the day you stepped a foot onto base. Hell, even the Lieutenant saw the bound you two had.

Panic rose as he felt your hand slip off of his. "No no no no please don't do this please" he cried, " not now, not ever. We were supposed to go through this alive, you remember? Don't break that promise..." his last words were interrupted by a sob that had formed in his throat.

You tried to look at him with all the love you had. He deserved to know what he meant to you. "I love you Jo-Johnny" you said weakly, already feeling the energy leave your body.

"I love you too, bonnie. So damn much." He pressed a desperate kiss on your lips, the tears mixing with thr taste of you.

As he pulled away, he felt your body going limp in his arms. This was his last straw, as he broke down into heavy sobs, cradling you into his chest.

"No...no please come back"

And as he sat there with your body, he realised how cruel destiny is. It may have given him you, but also took you away again.

He cried over every little argument you two had, wishing he would have told you that he loved you instead of continuing to fight.

But was too late now. Nothing could be changed.

And the little velvet box in the back of his pants, felt a lot heavier than before.

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This is my first try at writing a little story, so critique and improvements are strongly requested haha.

(English is not my first language so please excuse some grammar mistakes <33)

Have a lovely day :)

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#cod angst #john soap mactavish x reader #call of duty #johnny soap mactavish #ghost cod #cod mw2

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strangerthingsn · 6 months

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My evil dad

Summary: You’re Eddies pregnant girlfriend during season 4 of stranger things. Eddie is not gonna die at the end tho!

a/n: I just came up with this idea a week ago so now I started writing it! (If you find any type of faults or anything else please mention!)

Waring: angst, dying, blood mentioned, people die (tell me if I missed something)

Chapter 9 ~ the piggyback

Steve had dropped Max, Erica and Lucas off at the creel house. You’re finally at Eddie’s trailer after repeating the plan a billion times. Steve opens the door and he walks in while the rest follows. Steve takes his bag off his back and grabs the rope to climb into the upside down through the gate.

“be careful” Dustin says.

“thanks buddy” steve inhales “hire goes nothing” Steve climbs up and let himself fall into the upside down, it was pretty funny to see him actually being upside down.

“babe can I lay Alice in your room?”you whisper to Eddie.

“Yes but I wanna hold her first” he takes her from you and kisses her head. She was already sleeping but that didn’t mind. For Eddie, it was just the idea of holding her.

“now you can go” he he chuckles and kisses her head again and gives her back. with that awnser you walk to his room and lay Alice on the ground and grab Eddie’s sheets, since they are using his mattress you can’t lay her on his bed.You lay her on the sheets so it’s atleast not that cold. She was already sleeping so you gave her a lil kiss and you walk to the others again. They were throwing their stuff into the upside down and Nancy was there already too.

“Eddie you’re next” Nancy says. “alright” he turns to you and pulls you into a big hug.

“can you please be careful.?” You hug him back and look up at him with tears in your eyes again.

“I will be.” He kisses your nose and goes with his hand carefully over your cheek. “See you” he turns around and grabs the rope. You watch him go into the gate followed by the others, you look through the gate seeing them.

“good luck” You wave at them, Eddie smiles and blows you a kiss before they all leave the trailer in the upside down. You go to Eddie’s room again and you lay down together with Alice, who had woken up in meanwhile.

“oh hello pretty” you kiss her nose. “Your daddy is saving the world” She smiles a little with her sleepy eyes.

“Still tired? I am too”you get up and grab Eddies guitar. “This is your daddys guitar, I’m not sure if he will kill me now for touching it” you smile and sit down next to her. She smiles back and goes with her fingers over the strings.

“I think I gotta ask dada for lessons” you giggle while she lays her head on the sheets and grabs a handful of it but somehow you saw a lil comfort by her.

“They smell like dada, don’t they?” You kiss her head. There was just one light on so it’s a bit dark in the room so she could fall asleep.

“ I go look in daddy’s closet so if the plan fails I atleast have some of his stuff for him” you get up and walks over to his closet. You open it and get a bag, you put some of his favorite shirts, jeans, some of Alice her new baby stuff and you grab some socks.

“Look what I found for you” you say hold up a pacifier still in the package. While you’re unpacking it but then the lights start to flicker. “Well that must been your dad and Dustin” you sit down next to her again and puts it in her mouth. She holds it there and starts falling asleep probably not noticing the lights flickering. You lay down besides her and as the lights had gone off again you start falling asleep also.

——-

You suddenly wake up from a loud noice from some kind of animals but the sounded fated, after that you hear screams. It came from the upside down. You get up and run to the gate seeing Dustin and Eddie standing.

“WHAT IS HAPPENING?” You scream.

“THATS NOT GONNA HOLD!” Dustin screams at Eddie.

“LETS GO! LETS GO!!” Eddie screams back, Dustin immediately grabs the rope to climb up.

“COME DUTSIN!!” You scream at him.

“COME ON, QUICKLY!” Eddie looks behind him as Dustin comes through the gate and let himself fall on the mattress.

“EDDIE COME ON!” Dustin shouts looking up at the gate.

“PLEASE EDDIE HURRY” you look at him in panic.

“Eddie come on! Let’s go!! Eddie you’re so close! LETS GO!!!!” Dustin shouts when you see Eddie thinking.

“EDDIE FUCKING GO!!” You didn’t even notice you started crying. Eddie climbs down again and looks at you and Dustin and then at somewhere around him.

“EDDIE WHAT ARE YOU DOING? EDDIE NO!!” Eddie grabs his spear and cuts the rope.

“NO EDDIE, you can’t do this it me..” you try to wipe your tears. You zone out looking at Eddie everything around you feels not real. Rather like a night mare.

“I’m buying more time” he smiles a bit and runs out of the trailer. You sit down on the ground and you cry even harder.

“I’m going behind him.” Dustin says grabbing a chair.

“How?” You sob. Dustin doesn’t awnser you and sets the chair down he walks backwards.

“screw it” he runs to the chair and jumps on it holding on to the gate. You heard your daughter crying from his room but you decided to follow him. You do the same as him and jump into the upside down. You land perfectly fine but Dustin didn’t, he hurted his feet.

“Are you okay?” You sniff.

“Yeah” he gets up and tries his best to get to Eddie as fast as possible. You slam the door open and run out. Dustin wasn’t as fast as you, you look at him while running faster than him, so you stopped to wait.

“NO Y/N RUN!” He shouts. You turn back and start to run.

“EDDIE??” You shout, but the sound of the bats said enough. You run over to him seeing one of the bats gabbing his throat and the other his arms and legs. Eddie falls down with a hard smack.

“G-GO AWAY..” he tried, he really wanted you to be safe.

“NO!!” You run over to him until another bat had wrapped his tail around your throat too. Really tight, you couldn’t breathe anymore, and you were sure that is gonna be a wound. You fall down on your knees next to Eddie, grabbing the tail hoping it would fly away itself, but it didn’t, you were sure you were not gonna last long if the tail kept getting tighter around your throat. You even stared coughing.

“GET… THE FUCK.-“ you grab the tail around your neck and bite in it, it worked and you’re free. But you where really out of breath“….AWAY FROM ME!!” You look up at Eddie seeing him on the ground with two bats on his legs, two on his arms and one on his throat, he just couldn’t move anymore. Something came from behind you but you grabbed Eddie his shield just in time to slam it away.

“oh my-…” you turn back to Eddie again seeing two other bats starting to eat at Eddie’s waist. He screamed. He was literally being eaten alive. “FUCK!!”

You grab his spear to stap the bat around his neck but it didn’t work. They kept choking, holding or even eating him. You try to kick them but another bat was wrapped around our feet and drags you away from Eddie. You didn’t even think of crying now. Too busy being scared and angry.

“JESUS-..” Dustin had finally arrived.

“NO LET ME GO” you try to kick the bat off but nothing worked until the bat got weaker and Dustin helped you. He got the tail of your feet to slam the bat with a stick or anything. You didn’t even mind the pain you had anymore. You just wanted to save Eddie. You get up, pain on your ankle, throat, chin, stomach and arms. You run over to him again, the bats had fallen down for some reason but your boyfriend is still dying and bleeding.

“Oh my god..” you started crying again and you sit down next to him, you lift his head up and lay it on your lap, he gave you a weak smile why he was already choking.

“Oh god Eddie..” Dustin sits next to you.

“bad huh?” Eddie mumbles trying not to choke.

“no, y-you gonna be fine” Dustin tries to calm Eddie down, you could do nothing but cry and rubbing your thumb over his cheek.

“we just gotta get you to a hospital okay?” Dustin had started crying also.

“okay” Eddie says. You nod and try to get him up.

“I- think… I just need a second, okay?” Eddie interups you.

“no you don’t need a fucking second you gonna get up.” You still trying to get him up, Dustin was holding his legs and you his head and back.

“see?” You comfort him, you started walking to the trailer. I’m meanwhile you feel his body getting weaker and he started crying.

“I didn’t run away this time right?” He looks at you.

“no.. and I’m proud.” You sob.

“you gonna have to look after the little one.. okay?” He tries to smile again.

“no you’re gonna help me with that Eddie..” your tears were falling down while you arrive to the trailer.

“nah I can’t … say I’m gonna look after her. Say it.” He sobs.

“I’m gonna look after her..” you sniff while you lay Eddie down on the ground while Dustin is climbing up the chair.

”good” he weakly takes your hand.

“cause I’m actually gonna graduate” he chuckles weakly. “I think it’s my year darling… I think it’s f-ffinally my year...” you wipe the tears off his cheek and kiss his nose.

“I love you..” He says.

“I love you too.” When you said that he started to actually chocke.

“E-Eddie.?” You started to cry harder when you realize he’s already gone.

“Hurry up y/n… please..” Dustin holds his hands out to catch Eddie. With all your power you kinda throw Eddie into the normal Hawkins, after that you jump through the gate yourself.

“come on lets get him in the camper..” You sob. Dustin nods and you both walk outside to lay him in the camper, on the couch. You sit down by him

“it’s gonna be okay baby…” you kiss his head and you get up. “Let me get Al-“ suddenly there was a loud noise outside, the ground started shaking, like a a earthquake… you run outside to see the trailer go in half because of some huge gate… it was red, like fire..

“Fuck-…Max…and FUCK…..ALICE!” Dustin is standing next to you.

“FUCK!! ALICE.. NO NO NO?” you cannot enter through the front door, but you know Eddie used to leave his window open to sneak out in the night, to vist you, or for some kind of drugs deal. You run to the window of his bedroom. “This can’t be happening..” you sob. You open the window and you see your daughter crying still on the place you left her. You climb through it and pick her up.

“I’m so so so sorry…I’m a terrible mum..” you kiss her head and Dustin takes her from you still standing outside so you could climb out.

“I’ll already get in the camper so you can immediately drive..” you nod and he tries to run, but he can’t since he had hurt his feet. You grab Eddies bag you packed earlier and his guitar and you climb out of the window.

———

Alice is with Dustin by Eddie and you… you’re driving as fast as you can to the hospital.

“check his heartbeat!!” You look behind you to Dustin.

“EYES ON THE ROAD!” He shouts.

“OKAY OKAY!” You turn back driving even harder. You see Hawkins ruined, fires, people running, panic, loose pets, and much more what made you even more sad. Your home town. The place you growed up, the place Alice should grown up… your tears streaming over your already wet pink cheeks.

“it’s beating… but not that much anymore..” Dustin sobs.

“just 5 minutes… please Eddie..” the tears in your eyes blur your vision so you wipe them away again. “How is Alice.?” Dustin turns to Alice on the couch.

“still sleeping..”

———

You’re in the waiting room after some doctors brought Eddie somewhere in the hospital for probably surgery. You’re holding Alice, who is still sleeping.

“I’m going to call Steve” Dustin says getting up.

“how?” You look up at him

“There is a walkie in the camper” he holds his hand out for the keys.

“does Steve have a walkie.?” You get the keys out of your pocket.

“mhm one of them, probably Steve, in his backpack” he takes it and walks outside.

“okay please bring dippers for Alice” you look down at Alice. You’re really hoping Eddie will survive, you need him, your parents are always working and you don’t wanna need to take care of Alice on your own. Eddie didn’t deserve to die for a town that hate him.

“Your mom said she’s on her way” The woman behind the big computer says. You look over at her

“thank you, do you know how long it’s gonna take?” You get up walking to the woman and leaning against the counter.

“Uhhh, it was for Eddie Munson right?”

“that’s right” you nod, she looks on a list next to her.

“he has a internal bleeding, they trying to stop it right now with a surgery and they gonna stitch the wounds, after that he will probably get a room, probably with oxygen and blood bags“ she explains.

“Okay..”

“That can take hours… so if I was you, I should go home, and besides im not sure if even anyone except his family can get in his room because he’s a criminal..”

“I am his family… this is his daughter”

“yeah I think only his daughter can come in…”

“oh…okay..” you nod and sit back down again. The time goes really slow. It felt like you’re sitting hire for hours but you are hire just for only 40 minutes. Dustin came back and sits next to you.

“Steve had his car on the parking lot of the trailer park, he brought Nancy and Robin home, he asked if he needed to come but I said that it was not necessary” he explains.

“okay, my mom will arrive soon, do you want my to bring you home?” “would be awesome” Dustin nods, there were some movements in your arms and you look down meeting the eyes of your beautiful daughter.

“Oh hire” he gives you two dippers and wipes.

“You’re the best” you smile getting up to walk to the bathroom. “I will be right back”

“okay” Dustin nods, you walk to the bathroom and you lay her down on some kind of baby changing table before she starts crying.

“It’s funny to be hire again since you came on earth hire about a week ago” you smile changing her diapers. “You’re probably hungry too..” you put the new diaper on after cleaning everything and you throw the old one away.

“come hire” You pick her up and walk into a toilet, you sit down and take your shirt and bra down, Alice grabs the collar of your shirt and starts drinking.

“I promise it’s all gonna be okay, daddy is gonna wake up and we have the nice family we already wanted since you were born” You kiss her head. She looks up with her soft innocent eyes what wanted to make you cry, but you kinda ran out of tears..

“you’re so pretty” you hold her close rubbing her back.

———

You’re back waiting in the waiting room, it just turned 2AM and Lucas had joined you because max is there too now…. He explains what happened.

“And then that fucking Jason tried to kill me, he had a gun, beated me up, he said I was trying to kill Max…”

“He’s such a asshole”

“well, atleast he’s dead..” Lucas shrugs his shoulders.

“he died…?” You grin.

“How the hell?” Dustin asks.

“Well…. When those gates started to get bigger they kidna… burned him in half… it was gross” he looked down.

“I’m sure as hell everyone has a trauma now..” you nod. “I watched my boyfriend die, so did Dustin. you your girlfriend and Jason in a terrible way, so did Erica and Steve, Nancy and Robin almost chocked too..”

“it sucks… but they didn’t really die in fact.” Erica interrupts.

“But Max her heard stopped..” Lucas sighs.

——-

you enjoyed talking to the others, well atleast it distracted you a bit for the fact your boyfriend was dying.

“You wanna go home?” Your mom asks. Who had finally arrived, Lucas wanted to stay in the hospital and Erica was at home cause her mom picked her up.

“I’m really tired… but I actually wanna be with Eddie” you look down.

“I think it’s better if you go home, the hospital has our number and they call if anything is wrong, plus we live pretty close the the hospital”

“okay then..” you all walk outside, your mom is holding your sleeping beauty while you and Dustin get the bag and Eddies guitar out of the camper, Steve promised he’s gonna give the camper back anywhere this week. You put the stuff in the back and Dustin gets in and so do you. Your mom gives Alice back to you and starts driving to Dustin’s house while he’s saying where she needs to go.

“I can’t believe this is real..” you start.

“me neither…” your mom shakes her head.

“I hope my mom doesn’t wanna move away..” Dustin says.

“do you wanna move.?” You look at your mom.

“I don’t… your dad does” she sighs. “But our house and neighbourhood is safe.” You nod and put some soft music on.

“hire it is” Dustin says. Your mom parks the car and let Dustin out.

“thank you “ he smiles.

“Dustin I think we should keep contact.. I’ll call you if I hear anything from the hospital”

“Okay” he smiles a lil bit and walks over to his house, he knocks and his mom opens the door and let him in.

“You gonna explain to me where you were today?” You mom starts driving to your house.

“Uh.. me and some people my age, and four younger teens, we saw the earthquake… uh” you need to search for the right words. “Hawkins is cured. As everyone says… and it isn’t a lie… I can’t tell you more about it..”

“How did Eddie die?”

“he didn’t die.” You look down.

“how did he get hurt then..” your mom als carefully.

“Uh… he kinda got eaten alive…” you swallow.

“you saw it happen.?” Your mom takes your hand

“I saw everything..” you nod carefully.

“and where was Alice the moment that happened?”

“safe, in Eddies trailer.”

“okay.. I want you two to rest. I will stay at home tomorrow and aslong as I need to. Your selfish dad will ofcourse continue to work.” Your mom and dad didn’t love each other already since you where born, you got used to it that your dad is the one that screams at you and gives you punishments and your mom is the one that cares.

“okay” you whisper.

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After a while your mom parks the car and you get inside and you walk to your room, you actually really needed a shower but it the middle of the night and you were tired. You place Eddies guitar next to your bed and Alice is already sleeping in her crib. You place the bag by the guitar and you change into your pyjamas.

“I got you some tea and cake” your mom smiles setting it on your nightstand.

“thank you” you didn’t eat or drink all day so you really appreciate it.

“I think if Eddie wakes up he will be very happy you brought his guitar with you” your mom smiles. You eat the cake, it was a big piece but that was even better.

“mhm.. and if he doesn’t I can give it to Wayne or keep it” you smile eyes trying your best to keep your eyes open.

“I called with Wayne before I came to pick you up, told him Eddie is in the hospital”

“did he go there?”

“mhm I think he’s there by now” you mom nods. You finish the cake and drink your tea. “Now go sleep you look exhausted” she gets up and put the lights off and closes the curtains.

“good night” you mumble.

“good night”

to be continued….

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I really noticed I can’t describe emotions that well lmao…. Anyways I wanted to say I hope you enjoyed it but this was not a very fun chapter 😭(I said this was gonna be the last but ofcourse there will be another chapter)

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generalnerdvoid · 4 months

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No lube,

no protection,

all night all day,

until the bed breaks off,

until the bed is drenched,

from the kitchen till couch,

from dining table,

till balcony,

doggystyle,

backwards,

sideways,

until I gasp for air and scream for god.

no lube,

no protection,

all night,

all day,

from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat,

fromthe dining table to the bedroom,

from thebathroom sink to the shower,

from the frontporch to the balcony.

vertically,

horizontally.

Quadratic,

exponential,

Logarithmic,

while Igasp for air,

scream and see the Light.

missionary,

cowgirl,

reverse cowgirl,

doggy.

backwards,

sideways,

upside down,

on the floor.

in the bed,

on the couch,

on a chair,

beingcarried against the wall,

outside,

in a train,

ona plane,

in the car.

on a motorcycle,

the the bedof a truck.

on a trampoline,

in a bounce house,

in the pool.

bent over,

in the basement,

againstthe window.

have the most toe curling,

backarching,

Leg shaking,

dickthrobbing,

fistclenching,

ear ringing.

mouth drooling,

assclenching,

nose sniffling,

eye watering,

eyerolling,

hip thrusting,

earthquaking.

sheetgripping,

knuckles cracking,

jaw dropping.

hairpulling,

teeth jitterbug,

mind blogging.

soulsnatching,

overstimulating,

vile, sloppy. moan inducing

heart wrenching,

spine tingling.

backbreaking,

atrocious,

gushy, creamy, beastly.

Lipbiting,

gravity defying,

nail biting,

sweaty,

feekicking,

mind blowing,

body shivering

orgasmic.

bone breaking,

world ending,

blackhole creating.

universe destroying,

devious, scrumptious.

amazing, delightful,

delectable, unbelievable.

body numbing,

bark worthy

, can'twalk,

head nodding,

soul evaporating.

volcanoerupting.

sweat rolling,

voicecracking.

trembling,

sheets soaked,

hair drenched,

flabbergasting.

lip locking.

skin peeling,

eyelash_removing

, eye widening.

pussy popping,

nailscratching,

back cuts.

spectacular,

brain celldesolving,

hair ripping.

show stopping.

magnificent, unique, extraordinary. slendid.phenomenal,

mouth foaming,

heavenly. awakening,

devils tango ever bro could cause a nuclear bomb inside me and I'd still rideoutside,

in a train,

on a plain,

in the car, on w motorcycle, the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, In the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window,

have the most toe curling,

back arching,

leg pickle thr-bbing fist- clenching,

ear ringing,

sniffling,

eye watering, eyerolling

hip th-usting,

earthquaking,

jaw dropping,

Hairpulling

teeth jitterbug,

mind blogging,

soulsnatching,

Overstimulating,

Vile,

sloppy,

moenduc1ng,

heart wrenching,

spine tingling,

Backbreaking,

Atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly,

lip biting,

Gravity defying,

nail biting, sweaty, feekicking, mind blowing,

body shivering, org-mic, bone breaking,

world end-ing, black hole creating, universe destroying, Devious,

scrumptious, amazing,

delightful, delectable, unbelievable,

body numbing, bark worthy, cant walk,

head nod,

soul evaporating,

volcano erupting,

sweat, rolling,

Voice cracking,

trembling, sheets soaked,

hair drenched, flabbergasting,

Lip locking, skin peeling,

Eye lash removing, eye widening,

Cat popping, Nailscratching, Backcuts,

spectacular,

brain cell desolving,

hair ripping,

Show stopping,

magnificent,

unique, extraordinary, slendid

Phenomenal, mouth foaming,

Heavenly, awakening,

devils tango ever bro could cause s nuclear bomb inside

and I'd still ridewould bark for him everyday, every hour and every second fuck him horizontally, exponentially, quadratically, logarithmically, missionary, cowgirl, reverse,

doggy, backward, sideways,

until I gasp for air and scream his name out loud and even his neighbours hear me,

ill make him hard, very hard,

ill never try to fight or hate him bcs I won't do that to daddy, no daddy.

III eat him for dinner, meal, breakfast and snack,

fuck him on the table till balcony, vertically,

sofa till bed,

even in the bathroom

#dead by daylight #era #mentalhealth #i wanna be delusional over you #tumblypoos grab your posts #gojo satoru #nanami kento #jujutsu kaisen #gege when i catch you gege #gege akutami #mahito #sukuna #gojo x elsa #daddy issues

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katyawriteswhump · 5 months

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Mixing it up (Moving us on)

WC: 696, for @steddieholidaydrabbles day 6 prompt: Cooking together

Rating: T

CW: Alcohol and drug use. Implied chronic pain/illness, angst, fluff, 90s hits.

Christmas, 1991—a year into the new decade, the ghosts of the 80s still linger. (Argh, this has a few overlaps with @steddieas-shegoes' awesome fic already posted, but I wrote it so... *panics and runs away like a newbie making an idiot out of themselves*)

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Eddie saunters into the kitchen, spies Steve downing painkillers, swallowing them with a gulp of red wine.

“Woah! Easy there!” Eddie leaps forward, surprising Steve and grabbing the bottle from him. “Headache?”

Steve gestures at the chaos around—half-chopped veg, uncooked meatloaf, Santa’s-shitting-sleigh’s worth of dirty pots and pans. “It’s a meal. I should be able to handle this! What’s wrong with me?”

Eddie loops his arms around Steve, tugs him close and weathers his glare. “Nothing’s wrong. Other than you needing to be the goddamn hero and do all this shit yourself.”

“There’s zilch heroic about it. We agreed—I cook, you clean up when I inevitably pass out humiliatingly at kiddy bedtime o’clock.” Steve’s cheeks are flushed pink, and he sweeps unsteady fingers through his hair: “It’s just a lousy meal!”

Eddie knows it’s waaay more than that.

It’s their first Christmas in their condo. The first Christmas where they could invite over friends. It’s also the fifth Christmas since ALL THAT SHIT with the Upside Down ended. The scars, mental and physical, have not all healed, so…

“Babe,” sighs Eddie, “take a breather. You can’t punch your meatloaf into submission, so let’s toss it in the oven. The rest can wait.”

“It can’t—”

“Some other sucker can sort it.” Eddie takes Steve’s burning face in his hands. “It’s snowing outside, and you’re sweating like you’re roasting your hot sausage on a July BBQ.” Steve smirks. Eddie smirks harder—Hah, smut triumphs, big boy! “Uh, you’ve got cream on your nose.” Eddie swipes it off with his thumb, sucks it. “Butterscotch. Yum.”

“You don’t get it!” Steve wriggles out of Eddie’s embrace. “ Headache or not, I gotta see this thr—”

“Is he being a bitch?” Robin leans in the doorway.

“Exactly as forecast,” says Eddie. “You got the rota there?”

“The wha—?” Steve dumps a spoon down with a clatter.

It had been Robin’s idea. On learning Steve was hell bent on taking the lead on everything that mattered, she devised a chores rota, to kick in if he started to crash and burn.

Eddie eventually coaxes Steve from the kitchen, promising he can lead the charge again on the dessert round. He plants a wet, sloppy kiss on Steve’s mouth—Mmmm, yeah, baby! He can’t argue with the taste of red wine and butterscotch whipped-cream on his boyfriend’s lips. Then he orders him onto playlist duties with Vickie.

Which sucks.

Steve and Vickie play Bryan Adams’ vomit-inducing smash hit ‘Everything I do (I do it for you)’ on loop for an hour. However, Steve is chill, and dinner is cooked, and everyone winds up mildly trashed and happy.

After their guests leave, Eddie puts on a Guns ‘N Roses mix-tape—not mega-loud, because he remembers Steve’s assault on those painkillers. He and Steve cuddle up on the couch. Eddie leans in for a lazy kiss, and Steve is well up for it.

He slides his tongue against Eddie’s, slickly and sweetly, while his hands roam up and under Eddie’s t-shirt. Steve now tastes of the chocolate fondue dessert that he totally nailed solo. Soon, Eddie’s gotten Steve straddling his lap, rutting against very strained denim. The kiss heats up like the fondue turned nuclear.

Steve is soon pink-cheeked and breathless again, though Eddie’s not worried. Steve seems, if anything, less exhausted than usual at this time of night.

Eddie, however, has a new issue.

He reaches out, flicks a switch. Cuts off Axel Rose mid-warble through, ‘November Rain.’

“Don’t be a dick. That’s the only track I like,” protests Steve.

“It’s been sullied. Thanks to you and Vickie, I got that numb-nuts Bryan Adams stuck in my head.”

“Thought you dug the Groover from Vancouver.”

“I once tolerated him. ‘Everything I do’ minces my brain-matter.”

Still, Eddie can’t be too cranky, particularly when Steve leans close so his lips brush Eddie’s ear: “You gotta admit, Bry’s dead romantic,” whispers Steve. And then—flooring Eddie with the killer punch—he softly starts to sing: “I’d fight for you, I’d lie for you, walk the world for you, yeeeeah, I’d die for—"

No, you don’t, Harrington. We’re through with nearly dying for each other…

Eddie silences him with another epic kiss.

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ggadtomarry · 1 year

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Enough with muggle - hating Tom. Please consider Tom taking a look at inbred pureblood brats and Albus, the most powerful wizard of England, and being "ok, i will side with the strongest one".

Also I think Tom found average Wizards and witches dull: no logic, no critic thought, no idea of what muggle technology can do.

At least Dumbledore is an halfblood! Like him!

Also, this Albus met Tom in slightly different circumstances and took baby orphan (an halfblood like him) under his wing.

So, fast forward to 18 yo Tom, freshly graduated, after having turned Slytherin house upside down and terrorized whole families of rich brats.

Albus is holding a Order of thr Phoenix meeting about conservative purebloods blocking every reforms and keeping most halfbloods and muggleborns away from politics. How to stop them?

Moody: arresting them after catching them red handed with dark magic.

random OotP member: raising funds?

Tom: murder *tracked laughter*

Albus: Tom, for the tenth time this week, we won't kill anyone

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Albus: "so, Malfoy and his allies are pressuring our first halfblood minister to retire. Any plans?"

Tom raises hand.

Albus: "Tom if you say murder again..."

Tom: Accidental death. *Tracked laughter*

Albus: ... Ok, this meeting is done, I urgently need the Mirror of Erised.

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Albus: "Blacks are calling for expelling all not purebloods from the Ministry. How may we stop them?"

Tom raises hand.

Albus: No, we won't kill or "accidentally unalive" nobody.

Tom continues to hold hand.

Albus, regretting everything: Yes, Tom?

Tom: Torture and crippling. *Tracked laughter*

Albus: ... I know I need to be punished for the whole Gellert thing but Merlin Almighty.

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Spoiler: Tom takes control of OotP, charms its members, kicks Albus out, "accidentally unalive" most purebloods and become first Minister.

Albus: somehow, I have the bad feeling this could have gone even worse. Anyway, I need a good self-fulfilling prophecy ASAP.

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munsonsduchess · 1 year

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Master of Puppets

summary: you and eddie have a gig coming up that you've been looking forward to for months, the only problem is eddie's still injured w/c: 1,950 warnings: injury mention, swearing, pet names (baby, honey) a/n: i know the gig was ozzy with metallica supporting but i just liked this better, i also have no idea if this is actually how you get backstage at a show i just know it's a stereotype

this is part of the god and goddess of hellfire series, the rest of which you can find on my masterlist

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(moodboard by me)

Someone once said “the best laid plans of mice and men often go awry” you can’t remember who said it exactly or what mice have to do with anything but you more than understand plans going awry.

It had been almost three weeks since you’d learnt about the inter dimensional hellscape known as thr “Upside Down” that mirrored Hawkins. Almost three weeks since facing off against monsters with D&D names.

Since you’d learnt that Eddie’s non stop playing of the new Metallica track had been him learning to play it, in what could only be described as “the most metal concert, ever”.

Of course the concert was short lived and both you and Dustin Henderson had been the ones to find Eddie after his ‘heroic moment’ of drawing the bats away from the trailer, in that moment you had honestly thought you’d lose Eddie forever. That this would be it. Thank God for Steve Harrington and his lifeguard training. You’d never been happier to see the other boy in your life.

You’d all ended up in the hospital after that with various cuts and scrapes, Nancy insisted someone check Steve over as her Upside Down first aid could only do so much, you and Robin had to drag Dustin kicking and screaming to have his foot looked at, he’d refused treatment until he knew Eddie was going to be ok.

You’d say with him as the doctors looked at the boys foot and your shoulder, you’d both sustained your injuries jumping back into the trailer after Eddie but told the doctors it had been the earth quakes. Easiest thing to blame it on really. One severely sprained ankle and dislocated shoulder later it was time to talk to the police.

Nancy to her credit had already been running interference and Robin had called Wayne to let him know what was going on. The staff at the hospital refused to let Chief Powell and his men restrain Eddie to the bed, claiming it would only aggravate his wounds even more.

It took three days for Eddie to wake up and that’s when the shady looking guys from the ‘government’ stepped in. Everyone else seemed to know them and assured both you and Eddie that things would be ok. Just sign the NDA, take the hush money and don’t talk about what happened to anyone outside the group. Ever.

The government guys made up a story about an escaped serial killer Henry Creel and how he’d kidnapped eddie and was planning on framing him for the murders like he’d framed his father all those years ago. They insisted Eddie was a victim as much as anyone else had been, that he had tried to protect Chrissy and that’s when Creel had kidnapped him.

Apparently in all the chaos Chief Hopper had come back, he hadn’t died in the Starcourt Fire after all but ended up in a Russian prison fighting other monsters with D&D names. Nancy promised to explain the whole thing to you from the start. Hopper had backed up the government's story and that was that apparently. Eddie was a free man. You and Wayne could take him home.

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You were sitting in your trailer and looking at the concert tickets in your hand. You and Eddie had scrimped and saved and sold for months to save up for these. They were the holy grail, Metallica in concert within driving distance of Hawkins. Indy was an hour and a half away and ordinarily that was nothing, this time around however with Eddie still having to change his dressings every few days and your shoulder still needing pain medication when it would flare up neither of you were exactly in the best shape,

"What am I gonna do Wayne? You know he had his heart set on this" you asked the older man, he'd taken some time off work to help look after Eddie, "but, is he really in the state to go?"

"I dunno much about that whole scene but maybe if you could make sure nobody jostled him too much?"

"Yeah no that's not likely" you had memories of coming back from gigs and being covered in bruises just from being on the outside of the pit never mind being in the pit itself, which Eddie would absolutely want to do.

The High School had given Eddie his GED which he counted as graduating, even if he didn't get to walk the stage or flip the principal off and the show was now a special graduation/survival thing and it would absolutely break Eddie's heart if you couldn't go.

You were really gonna need to think this one through.

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The closer it got to the date of the show the more animated Eddie became. Blasting his Metallica tapes at all hours of the day, speculating on what they'd play, how long they'd play for, if there would be any encore.

You had an appointment a few days before hand with Dr Owens, the government's Upside Down specialist and you planned to ask him what he thought,

"Well I suppose if you were able to get to a place where you wouldn't be jostled around too much" he'd said, "aren't there seats at this rock show?"

"I mean yeah but our tickets are standing, we wanted to be as close to the stage as possible"

"Hmm well that is a problem"

"What's a problem?" Eddie asked, he'd been off with a nurse for some tests and you'd thought you'd have more time to talk to Dr Owens,

"We'll talk about it at home. Thanks Doc, see you soon"

You tried to walk out of the hospital without looking back at Eddie who was following after you. You knew if you looked back he'd have a confused and probably hurt look on his face, you'd gone behind his back about something and that's something you never did.

It wasn't until you'd gotten back into Wayne's truck, it was less conspicuous than the van, and Eddie took the keys from the ignition so you'd have no choice but to talk to him,

"Eddie, I know you've had your heart set on this gig but I don't think it's a good idea. Not when you're still healing"

"Baby, I know you're worried about me but you can't keep me from everything. You know I can be careful and I promise you I'll stay out of the pit, we'll find a spot away from the main crowd, I'll do anything you want, just please don't take this away from me"

You looked at Eddie's face and you could see how much this meant to him. With everything you both went through over the last few weeks, could you really deny him something?

"Ok. Yeah. We'll figure it out"

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You weren't sure how you were going to do this. Wayne had offered to drive you both to Indy and back, he would figure something out to fill his time during the show and he'd call the payphone outside the arena after two hours figuring that would probably be about the right time. There were a few things he could spend his time doing.

So you loaded up the truck and started on your way. Eddie of course bringing all his tapes with him to play during the journey, Wayne lasted about forty five minutes before he couldn't listen to Metallica, Dio or Sabbath anymore and switched over to a local country station. Which wasn't terrible, it wasn't great either but Wayne was the one driving so you weren't about to complain about the music.

The station faded out the further out you got from Hawkins and you'd all compromised on a rock station broadcasting from the city which played a little of everything to keep everyone happy. Metal was after all an acquired taste and Wayne did not acquire it, no matter how long Eddie had lived with him.

The closer you got to the arena once you hit the city the more people in leather and battle jackets you saw, teased hair, heavy makeup, spikes everywhere. These were your people, you didn't get this kind of community in Hawkins and being amongst similar minded people was always a rare treat.

Wayne dropped you both off and you headed towards the gates, Eddie practically vibrating with excitement. You'd both joined the queue and quickly struck up conversations with others in the line, sharing stories about where you were all from, what your favourite songs were, there was a sense of electricity in the air that you only found in situations like this. It was a welcome change from dread and despair.

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The arena was packed. People were everywhere, buying merch, drinks, gathering in groups and talking excitedly. As you and Eddie moved through the crowd you were able to find a spot left of the main stage where you'd probably be safe from the worst of the undulating swarm of metalheads. As the support act started, a small local band that had made good and were selling their record at the merch table, the crowd kicked off. You felt someone knock against your shoulder and winced, it wasn't too bad so you were still more or less content with the spot you'd chosen.

However, that was just the support act. Things really kicked off when Metallica took the stage, people were screaming, cheering, it was an absolute mob and suddenly your safe spot wasn't as safe as it had been. You scanned the crowd, looking for a gap, somewhere you and Eddie could move to and that's when you spotted the guy at the side of the stage talking to some girls.

You made your decision there and then. You grabbed Eddie's hand and dragged him after you, as the two girls who had been standing there moments ago moved away with sad expressions you took their place,

"Hey, you've got backstage passes?" you yelled to be heard over the noise of the band and the crowd,

"Yeah honey I'll get you backstage, you want one for your boyfriend there too?" the guy asked, with a lazy sly smile

"Can you give me two?"

"Sure can honey, if you can do something for me"

You didn't wait for the guy to ask and immediately dropped Eddie's hand to use both so you could lift up your shirt and bra exposing yourself to the guy. You left your shirt up for a minute or so and then dropped it again,

"Is that worth one or two?"

The guy didn't even respond, just handed you the two passes and stepped aside. You grabbed Eddie's hand again and pulled him behind you,

"That was insane!" he yelled, "I can't believe you just flashed that guy!"

"We'll be safer back here, I'm pretty sure I'm gonna need my sling again for a few days after that" you laughed rubbing your shoulder.

Eddie didn't have the capacity to reply as a familiar opening riff began on stage and his attention was pulled there,

"Oh my god I can't believe they're playing it!" Eddie yelled, he pulled you closer to the stage as Master of Puppets continued playing. Eddie mirrored the band as he banged his head along with the music, you'd been worried about this show for weeks and how you and Eddie were going to manage but it really seemed as though everything had worked out.

True you'd shown a strange man your breasts but Eddie now had a chance to meet his idols. So you were counting it as a win and you both really needed a win.

Fuck Vecna. Fuck the Upside Down. You lived.

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