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Nobody’s Fool Chapter 2

This is the last chapter I’ll be posting to Tumblr as it ends where the Rough Draft for chapter 1 ends, so if you’d like to read more, consider becoming a Beta reader or wating untill the book comes out!

Rough Draft

Chapter 1 (Revised)

Word Count: 7257

Victoria made her way through the crowded streets of the Capital, enjoying the feeling of the sun shining on her face, warming her to the bone. It was a nice break from her work which had been stressful and a bit nerve-wracking. She was right about Henderson not enjoying her taking Saturday off and determined that she would do all her work for today and tomorrow by the end of the day so she wouldn't fall behind. She had barely gotten everything for today done before her lunch break, so while exhausted, she was making pretty good progress.

She caught sight of the newly opened cafe with a familiar woman standing in front of it.

Samantha beamed as she waved to Victoria, her hip-length wavy blonde hair bouncing along with the movement of her arm. Her vibrant golden eyes glittered as she caught sight of her old friend. Victoria smiled back and waved.

"There you are! I wasn't sure what you wanted, so I just got you what I thought you'd like best." Samantha quickly made her way to an outdoor table already filled with food.

"It looks great," Victoria smiled as she slid into her chair. In front of her was a sandwich with roasted turkey, bacon, provolone, and lettuce, along with a small latte in a coffee mug. In front of Samantha was a fruit salad and some sort of bright pink fruit drink.

Samantha beamed with pride as she picked up a strawberry with her fork and plopped it in her mouth. The pair took a few bites, just enjoying the day as they ate before Samantha spoke up.

"So what happened at work? You seem stressed and tired." Samantha asked.

Victoria groaned, "I had to take off tomorrow on short notice, so Henderson is having me do all of today and tomorrow's work by the end of the day."

Samantha winced sympathetically, "Why'd you have to take off work tomorrow?"

"Oscar planned for the mover to come tomorrow," Victoria replied as she ran a hand through her hair.

"I thought your day off was Sunday?"

"It is!"

Samantha sighed and shook her head, "Well, at least you have Sunday to relax in that case!"

"He's having the donation truck come over on Sunday," Victoria corrected as she took a bite of her sandwich.

Samantha frowned at that, opening her mouth to say something before closing it again, seeming a tad uncomfortable. Victoria smiled at her, trying to cheer her up.

"But let's not talk about all of that. There's something even more important to talk about!"

"Oh?" Samantha asked, "what's that?

Victoria smirked as she leaned in, "Who's your plus one at the wedding, Samantha?"

Samantha's face turned a light shade of pink, "Oh! I was… I was going to bring Gary."

Victoria clicked her tongue as she shook her head, "Gary's already invited; he can't be your plus one."

Samantha's blush deepened as she averted her gaze, "Then maybe my dad?"

Victoria groaned, "Samantha, your family is already invited! Come on, girl! There has to be a lucky lady you have your eyes on!" Victoria prodded at her, "I could even try and set you up with one of my bridesmaids!"

Samantha's face turned scarlet as she shook her head, her vibrant gold eyes contrasting with the red, "No, no! That's not necessary at all!"

"Are you sure?" Victoria leaned in, a smirk still plastered across her face, "Because a couple of them are really pretty…."

"I promise it's not necessary!" Samantha blushed.

"Alright, alright," Victoria relented, leaning back in her seat. "But you've got to get a girlfriend sometime. You're surrounded by beautiful, strong women at ASHA. I'm amazed none of them have caught your eye yet."

Samantha's blush subsided, only the barest pinks still on her cheeks as she shook her head, "They're incredible women, really, but none of them are 'the one.'"

"Oh, here we go!" Victoria groaned playfully as Samantha launched into her speech.

"Someday I'll find her, or she'll find me," Samantha looked off dreamily. "And when we meet eyes, and I look into our futures, I'll know! I'll see a wonderful future together. It'll be like magic. I'll tell her all about my gift of prophecy and about how we're destined for each other, and she'll smile and sweep me off my feet. I just know it!" Samantha insisted. "My visions have never led me wrong before, so I know they'll show me just who my one true love is!"

Victoria playfully rolled her eyes, "Alright, ya hopeless romantic, but I hope you realize regardless if she's your 'one true love' or not, she has to go through Gary and me first."

"Victoria!" Samantha pouted as her gaze snapped back to her best friend.

Victoria shrugged, "If she's all that, a little hazing won't scare her off."

Samantha's pout deepened as she crossed her arms, and Victoria couldn't help but laugh.

"Well, anyway, I don't really need to ask about your dress because I already know that, as my maid of honor, you're going to wear the pinkest puffiest abomination of a dress anyone has ever seen." Victoria took a sip of her latte and waited for Samantha to begin to reply before adding, "Unless you're planning on wearing a suit, you know, considering your…" she let the words hang.

Samantha's smile immediately soured, and she quickly balled up a napkin and lightly threw it at Victoria's face.

Victoria playfully yelped in pain and surprise, "Help! She's assaulting me! An ASHA superhero is assaulting me!"

"Oh, hush up," Samantha pouted at her, and Victoria burst out laughing.

"Anyway," Samantha huffed, "I'll have you know my dress is a lovely shade of pink with just the right amount of poof! It's elegant and does wonders for my figure!"

Victoria smiled at her, "I'm sure you look stunning in it. I can't wait to see you try it on."

Samantha smiled back before adding, "Although, I'm surprised Oscar is even letting me wear pink. I figured he'd really want a white and gold theme to go with his aesthetic," she commented while taking a sip of her fruit drink.

Victoria waved a hand dismissively, "The bridesmaids are my problem. He can dress the groomsmen however he likes. Besides, he owes me for tomorrow."

"Right," Samantha's mood suddenly turned somber, the entire day seeming to dim in response. Victoria frowned as Samantha continued, "That actually reminds me. I'm foreseeing a rough evening for you tonight."

"How rough are we talking?" Victoria took a sip of her latte, trying to ease her nerves.

"You're going to face great hardship. It will upset you deeply." Samantha spoke softly, her voice grave.

Victoria swallowed hard.

"The next week or so is also going to be rough," Samantha continued as she looked down, her golden blonde hair falling around her face. "The ramifications of the event will be severe."

"That's uh," Victoria laughed nervously, "That's not good…."

"It's not all bad!" Samantha quickly added, trying to reassure her, "I foresee a great opportunity following after."

"A great opportunity?" Victoria asked.

"Yes. I'm not exactly sure what happens, it's all a great swirl of emotions that's hard to make out, but I think… you should accept the offer given to you."

"But you're not sure what it is..?" Victoria continued, raising an eyebrow.

"Yes…" Samantha averted her gaze.

Victoria regarded her for a long moment before nodding, "I trust you, Samantha. If you say it's a good idea, then it's a good idea."

Samantha immediately perked up, her smile returning in full force, "Thank you, Victoria."

"Really, I should be thanking you!" she laughed.

Samantha shook her head, "All I was able to do was warn you. I'd only accept thanks if I was able to prevent whatever was about to happen."

Victoria shook her head as well, "No, You don't have to do that. Warning me is enough."

"It really isn't," Samantha looked sadly down into her drink. "But!" she continued, looking back up at Victoria with a determined gleam in her eyes, "I'm going to support you. Come hell or high water, I'll be at your place tomorrow morning to help with moving or whatever else you need!"

Victoria smiled warmly at her friend, "I really appreciate it, Samantha."

"Of course," she smiled back.

The pair continued to eat their lunch as they chatted about this and that, work and ASHA, how Oscar was doing, and if they were still on for movie night this week.

But eventually, their lunch hour came to a close, and the pair finished their meals.

"Be careful ok? I don't want you to get hurt." Samantha said as Victoria swung her bag over her shoulder.

"I'm always careful!" Victoria grinned.

The pair went their separate ways, Samantha heading back to her job at ASHA and Victoria back to her own job as Swisser, already groaning at the mountain of work waiting for her when she got back.

A hardship followed by an opportunity, huh? Sounded interesting but also a bit dangerous. However, Samantha seemed optimistic about it, so it probably wasn't going to be too bad. She just hoped it didn't involve-

"Hey Victoria…" a familiar voice called out behind her.

Victoria internally groaned as she stopped walking. She knew that voice. She liked that voice. What she didn't like was what that voice implied. Slowly, she turned to face the owner of that voice, the man that was the unwitting harbinger of her misfortune.

It was Gary Hooper. It was always Gary Hooper. Gary and his tall frame, tan trench coat, and chestnut brown hair.

Really he was too nice of a guy to be a henchman. Maybe that's why despite half of their interactions being him kidnapping her, she still thought of him as her other best friend.

"Hey, Gary." Victoria finally replied.

Gary at least had the decency of looking awkward as he shifted from foot to foot in front of the unmarked black car blending in with all the other vehicles on the busy street.

"I think it's gonna rain soon," Gary's brown eyes looked up at the gray clouds slowly gathering in the sky.

"That it is." Victoria nodded, looking up towards the clouds as well. The two friends stood together in silence as they eyed the clouds and each other, neither really wanting to be in this situation.

She let out a sigh, knowing there wasn't any use in stalling. She could run, she knew Gary would probably let her, but she also knew how cruel Vincent could be.

Victoria sighed and started walking towards the car, "Get the door for me?"

Gary opened the door, and she slid in, the car so unfortunately familiar. Really she shouldn't be this used to getting kidnapped, but when you're dating one of the strongest heroes in the city, you get used to all kinds of crazy things.

Gary slid in next to her and shut the door, the mechanical lock activating mere moments later. Victoria held out her phone to Gary before he even asked. He wordlessly took it from her and shoved her phone into his inside coat pocket.

She clicked her seat belt as she felt the car begin to move. Victoria eyed the driver's seat but saw it, as usual, was sectioned off by a black screen.

"So, what am I in for this time?" Victoria sighed as she passed her purse to Gary.

"No idea. Probably just more taunting, and then your boy toy crashes through the roof and sweeps you off your feet." Gary adjusted her things.

"Oh, uh, Congratulations on the engagement, by the way," Gary quickly added.

"Took you long enough," Victoria rolled her eyes, "It's been a couple days, and not so much as a text?"

"I know. I'm sorry. Obsidious has been working us to the bone lately. This was actually supposed to be my lunch break." Gary let out a tired sigh.

"Vinnie's taking your lunch breaks now?" Victoria asked, receiving an affirmative hum from Gary in response, "What a shit villain. Don't henchmen have a union or something?"

Gary shook his head, "Some villains let their henchmen have unions; Obsidious doesn't. Though, to be fair, it's not like anything we do is legal anyway, so a violation of labor laws is just par for the course."

"You are kidnapping me," Victoria hummed in agreement, "In what I assume is a stolen car?"

"I think this was purchased legally, but the lack of plates is definitely illegal."

"A legally purchased car," Victoria laughed, "can't even do crime right."

"A stolen car can be traced by the police. Just buying the car is more effective at hiding the illegal activity you're using the car for."

"Then just kill the police."

"Then there will be more police." Gery replied.

"Kill all the police." Victoria corrected.

"All of them?"

"Yes."

Gary nodded,a smile tugging at his lips, "You're a real criminal mastermind Victoria. Obsidius should hire you full-on as his adviser."

"I mean, he evidently knows where to find me, and I'm at his base every week. Let's just make this official with a paycheck, and I'll get him a spot on the villainous council in a weekend."

"I believe it."

Victoria laughed and shook her head, "Though knowing our dear Vinnie, the check would probably bounce."

"No, no," Gary said, "He knows what's good for him."

"Meaning?" Victoria raised an eyebrow.

"Meaning, when you hire a small army of men and women with questionable morals and a lot of guns, who also know where your secret base is… Let's just say it's in your best interest to make sure those paychecks are on time." Gary gave her a meaningful look.

"But not that they get proper lunch breaks." Victoria shot back.

"Can't be too soft on us. He's still a villain, after all." Gary smiled.

"Guess not."

Victoria looked out the tinted window as the car fell into a comfortable silence. She remembered the first time she was in this car, how she cursed and kicked at Gary, who never once got upset. How he only asked her to calm down and put on her seat belt so she wouldn't get hurt. How she spat in his face when he tried to help her.

She cringed at it now but didn't regret it. Gary didn't deserve that, but she didn't deserve to be kidnapped, either. He never held anything against her, nor did she hold it against him after she understood his situation. They were both just victims of circumstance, trying their best to live their lives.

Maybe that's why they grew so close.

But eventually, they got to the part that Victoria hated the most. Gary reached back into one of his coat pockets and fished out one of the things Victoria detested most. A blindfold.

Gary looked apologetic as he held it aloft.

"We're getting close-"

"It's fine," Victoria cut him off, grabbing the blindfold from his hand. She slipped it over her eyes. She hated wearing the thing, but rules were rules, and she felt better putting it on herself. It felt like it was her choice and not something forced upon her, even if it was.

"I'm going to check it now, ok?" Gary spoke softly, and she could feel his presence next to her. She nodded. Slowly, gently, she felt his fingers touch the knot in the back of the cloth, tightening its grip on her face by a fraction. Then his fingers moved, tracing the fabric in a slow continuous motion so she could always feel where he was without making direct contact with her skin.

He nudged the cloth slightly, making sure there were no gaps in its coverage. Satisfied, the hands retreated.

"It should only be around ten more minutes," Gary spoke up once more.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Victoria gave a tight smile as she felt around for his hand, squeezing his fingers once she found them. He squeezed her back as he held her hand, anchoring her in the ever-shifting darkness.

Around ten minutes later, the car stopped.

"You can take off the blindfold now," Gary said, and Victoria eagerly did so, squinting at the blinding lights of the white underground garage around the car.

"Why is his garage always as bright as the damn sun?" Victoria groaned as she rubbed her eyes.

"I have no idea. I think Obsidious just wants his pretty cars to sparkle in the lights."

"Primadonna," Victoria huffed as the car unlocked. Gary shoved his car door open and unbuckled, Victoria following after him. He helped her out, and Victoria frowned to find three armed gunmen waiting for them. They were clad head-to-toe in black body armor with large intimidating-looking rifles strapped across their chests. Victoria frowned. Usually, it was just Gary and one other guy with a gun. Wasn't three a bit overkill?

"Isn't she supposed to be blindfolded?" a shorter one asked.

"She was blindfolded on the way in. No reason to blindfold her at this point. Besides, it just makes it harder to take her to the holding cell if she can't see." Gary huffed back.

"It's not proper procedure-"

"Look, kid, I know you're new, and I know you're excited, but trust me, I know what I'm doing. Let's just get her to the holding cell, and we can talk about this later." Gary cut him off, his warm brown eyes hardening. The shorter man adjusted the rifle and straightened, giving Gary a curt nod.

Gary nodded back, satisfied, as he and Victoria began walking side by side. She knew the way already, another unfortunate fact of her life as she had been here many times before getting shuttled off to wherever Vincent was planning on fighting Oscar that particular week. But, it seemed Vincent wasn't taking any chances today.

"Shouldn't she be handcuffed? And shouldn't you have a hold on her arm?" the shorter man finally piped up again.

"What's she going to do? There's four of us armed to the teeth and one of her, and she isn't even powered." Gary shot an incredulous look back to the shorter man.

"But procedure-"

"Was written with heroes, vigilantes, and other villains in mind. Victoria is none of those things. Blindfolding, handcuffing, and dragging her to her cell is just overkill, especially when she's already being cooperative." Gary scowled.

The shorter man grumbled, and the five kept walking in silence.

Victoria grumbled when they searched her. She knew she'd get her things back eventually, but it was still really annoying to watch them dump out all her stuff and shove it in a box.

She was pretty sure they didn't even need to do that, Vincent just told them to in order to piss her off, which was working unfortunately.

"Ring," a guard held out her hand.

"Ring-" Victoria looked at her in confusion before realizing she meant her engagement ring, "-Seriously?!"

She looked at Gary incredulously, but the man just nodded sadly.

Victoria scowled as she looked back at the guard and slipped off her engagement ring. "Tell Vincent he's a petty asshole for me, will you?"

The shorter man from before looked incensed. "How dare you talk-"

"Are we done?" Gary cut him off, the female guard nodded. "Great!"

Gary took Victoria by the arm and led her away, the shorter guard seething the entire walk to Victoria's holding cell. Yes, she had an assigned holding cell, yet another unfortunate Vincent-related fact.

Gary unlocked the door. A drawn-out mechanical beep echoed from the digital screen as the heavy metal door slid into the wall.

"You'll probably be here for a few hours, so get comfortable," Gary told her as she walked into her room.

"Tell Vincent to not take too long putting on his makeup." Victoria shot a mean grin over her shoulder.

"Don't talk about Obsidious like tha-"

"Leave it." Gary sighed as he violently jabbed his finger at the digital screen, another long beep screaming out as the door quickly slid shut.

Victoria let out a long sigh as she flopped face-down onto the uncomfortable bed. Only a thin old mattress and a few blankets Gary smuggled her provided her any comfort. Vincent was such a tightwad. He could blow millions on a stupid car but couldn't spring for more comfortable bedding? Although, in his defense, it was a holding cell, so comfort wouldn't exactly top his list of priorities for this place.

Victoria reached for the book on the shelf next to her, the worn bookmark still in its place where she had left it a week ago. She propped her head upon her hand as she opened the paperback's pages, not particularly interested in where the cheesy romance drama was going, but at least it was something to do.

Victoria sighed as she settled in for a long wait of reading trashy romance and thinking up what sort of insults she could throw at Vincent this time. A few came to mind, but she got bored quickly, her attention drawing to the other side of the room where a large black spider was crawling along the wall.

Victoria cringed as she slowly got off of her bed, searching around for something to hit it with, only her book making itself apparent. While she really didn't want to read a book with spider guts on it, knowing that thing was in the cell with her wouldn't do her peace of mind any favors.

She slowly and carefully advanced on the thing as it sat on the wall, brandishing her book spine in order to crush it in one fell swoop. However, once she got close, the thing almost seemed to look at her.

Victoria felt herself freeze in place as it stared at her. The two locked in a silent standoff that made Victoria feel progressively more and more uncomfortable for some reason she couldn’t describe.

But at the same time, she also felt uncomfortable at the idea of hitting it.

"Uhhh," Victoria finally said out loud, "Look, buddy. I don't want to kill you, but I will so… umm… You stay on your side of the room, and I'll stay on mine."

The spider silently regarded her for a few more moments before it resumed crawling along the wall, ignoring her.

She decided to take that as an agreement and carefully walked back over to her bed, glancing at the thing once more before reopening her novel.

As promised, the hours ticked by as Victoria read the woes of beautiful people with simply too much time on their hands. It truly astounded Victoria how some people could have so much money but not a lick of common sense.

But as Victoria was finally getting to the part where the main character was making her decision of which of the two generically handsome men to date, her reading was interrupted by a familiar mechanical scream.

Victoria quickly slid her bookmark back into the book and tossed it onto the shelf as she sat up, looking towards the door.

Gary stepped into the room, "He's ready for you."

"What an honor," Victoria said, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she stood.

She followed Gary out of the room and into the company of the three gunmen from before. They silently regarded Victoria, and she silently regarded them, the shorter man shifting as she looked at him.

"Let's go." Gary snapped all of their attention to him. He lightly nudged Victoria forward with his hand on her mid-back.

"Are we seriously not handcuffing her?!" the shorter man yelled out incredulously.

"What are handcuffs going to do? You have a rifle! Handcuffs or no handcuffs, she's not escaping!" Gary gritted his teeth as he pinched his nose.

"But-!"

"Gary knows what he's doing, man. Just let it go." one of the other two finally spoke up. The shorter man angrily muttered to himself while everyone side-eyed him, but aside from that, the walk was silent, eventually bringing them before two large double doors.

"Wait out here. Jensen, you're with me," Gary spoke as he opened the doors. Victoria and the other henchmen from before walked into the large room.

Victoria genuinely didn't know the purpose of this room. It had large tile floors with intricate designs and towering marble pillars that reached the high vaulted ceiling. The walls were gray slate bricks, and the ceiling had beautiful painted designs around a domed skylight.

It looked gorgeous, Victoria would admit that, but it was completely empty. And the marble pillars were spaced out evenly across the room, segmenting the room terribly. Victoria could only guess the sole purpose of this room was to fight.

Well, it wasn't completely empty. Near the center of the room, right next to a pillar, was a metal chair bolted to the floor.

"I assume you want me to sit on that?" Victoria glanced at Gary.

"Not the most comfortable, I realize, but knowing those two, you shouldn't be here long." Gary gave a tight smile as the other henchman, Jensen, trailed behind them.

Victoria let out a long, overly dramatic sigh as she sat down on the metal chair, dutifully resting her hands on the armrests.

Gary began the process of securing her wrists and ankles to the chair with rope as Jensen oversaw, his hands never leaving his gun. Gary gave one last tug to the rope around her ankles.

"Alright, we're good to go. He should be here soon, so just sit tight." Gary stood up, then turned to Jensen, "Let's go."

Jensen nodded, and the pair turned to leave, Gary shooting Victoria one last glance before he disappeared into the darkness of the room; the only thing letting Victoria know he was truly gone was the sound of the doors slamming shut.

So, Victoria waited. She let her eyes lazily roam the room, her gaze tracing the intricate designs until a voice directly behind her pierced the silence.

"My my, don't you look bored for a kidnapping. Maybe I should tell my men to treat you rougher. I miss the fear in your eyes."

"Vincent," Victoria greeted the redhead, her voice dripping with sarcasm, "What a surprise seeing you here."

Vincent smiled darkly at her as he emerged from the shadows, his black skin-tight bodysuit, pants, and black combat boots allowing him to easily slip into and out of the shadows even without the use of illusions.

"And there's that sass again despite your…." Vincent thumbed at the hilt of one of the daggers on his waist, one of many that adorned his body, "...position. But I suppose you've always had more spite than sense."

"You're one to talk," Victoria spat out a laugh. "Isn't audacity your middle name?"

"I'm afraid that honor goes to you, Vic," he spat out the nickname like poison. "You're the one always inserting yourself where you don't belong. Keeping people from what they want all for your own selfish desires," he began to circle her.

"Oh yeah!" Victoria rolled her eyes as Vicent left her line of sight, "I'm really keeping Oscar from what he wants by accepting his marriage proposal. You know, because we're engaged?!"

Victoria let out a cruel laugh, as she felt Vincent move behind her, "Oh wait! You did know, considering the fact you had your men take my engagement ring earlier."

Victoria turned her head to meet Vincent's eyes as he finally walked back into her line of sight. She gave him her meanest smile, "Is that what this is about, Vinny? Are you throwing a tantrum because Oscar chose me once and for all? Are you mad he didn't fall head over heels for your weird creepy, stalker behavior?"

Vincent stared down at her. She knew it was a bad idea to antagonize him, that it would only take a moment for him to do something irreversible to her.

But she knew he wouldn't. He wouldn't because they both knew Oscar would never forgive him if he did.

She never understood why Oscar couldn't just arrest him during one of their many battles. Why he couldn't just lock him up forever and throw away the key. But Oscar assured her that because of that damn lawsuit that it wasn't that simple, and while she couldn't understand it, she trusted Oscar.

So she and Vincent were locked in this odd stalemate until something gave, and in that stalemate, she was no stranger to antagonizing him, and he antagonized her back.

But when their eyes met, it wasn't the expected irritation or barely restrained anger clouding Vincent’s green eyes. Instead, it was amused pity.

"Oh…" he dragged the word out, "you don't know, do you? What happened yesterday morning at the bank."

"Oh my gods," Victoria rolled her eyes. "I swear if you start lying about some dumb shit in a desperate effort to pull us apart-"

"We kissed," Vincent smiled to himself, turning his back on Victoria, "It was incredible! And it made me unendingly jealous of you and how you're free to kiss him all the time."

Vincent turned back to her, his eyes full of hatred, "It made me realize just how much I hate you, Victoria. And just know that once Oscar is fully mine and you're just a bad memory in our relationship-" Vincent stepped forward and leaned down over her until their faces were mere inches apart. Victoria felt her heart pound as she could practically feel the hate radiating off of him.

"-I am going to repay the two years of agony you inflicted on me by keeping Oscar to yourself."

Victoria felt fear clog up her throat as Vincent continued to stare at her, his green eyes burning holes into Victoria's brown ones as neither blinked. She could feel the hate pulsating off of him and imprinting itself into her soul as she was once again reminded how it would only take a moment for him to do something irreversible to her.

Something was giving, and this situation wasn't maintainable anymore. She had to tell Oscar she wasn't safe here. Well, she was never safe, but this was… This was different. This wasn't playful banter, this was real life and death.

Vincent was promising that he would kill her, and Victoria didn't doubt him for a second.

But what was giving? Victoria desperately tried to wrack her brain as Vincent smirked at her and backed off. Surely this was because Vincent was mad he was losing his grip on Oscar because of the engagement. Hell, he was even lying about kissing Oscar! He was obviously grasping at straws in order to maintain control.

But what if they did kiss?. What if Victoria was the one losing control, and she didn’t even know it yet?

That was ridiculous, Victoria decided. This wasn't a game. There was no winning or losing control. She didn't own Oscar! This whole weird power dynamic was an invention of Vincent's twisted mind.

But he didn't want to talk about what happened, and Oscar looked so guilty when she brought it up.

No. He looked uncomfortable. And if Vincent was lying about kissing him, he likely at least did something to try and initiate a kiss, which Oscar rebuffed and was uncomfortable with. He just didn't want to worry me, she reassured herself.

"Cat got your tongue?" Vincent broke the silence, ripping Victoria from her spiraling thoughts. "Or have you just finally realized your place in all of this?"

Victoria gritted her teeth and put on her most condescending smile in hopes it would mask her fear if only just a little.

"Look, I get it, I really do. Oscar is handsome, but he's just not all that into you. And making up some story where he swoons and leaps into your arms during a bank robbery isn't going to change that."

Vincent shook his head in disappointment as he looked down on her, "Tabloids call you smart when they mention you, but you really are just an idiot, aren't you? How do you still not understand what I'm trying to tell you?"

"No, I think I understand perfectly."

"No. You really don't. But don't worry that small mind of yours about it. I'll make sure the message is loud and clear very soon."

"Sure you will," Victoria scoffed at him. "But since I'm sooo dumb, why don't you spell it out for me, hmm?"

Vincent merely shook his head once more as he let out a long tired sigh. "You know he's only ever started dating you to distract himself from his feelings for me, don't you?" Vincent tilted his head, the orange light of the sunset catching on his crimson locks as he stared down his nose at her.

"I mean, your involvement was rather convenient timing, really. A little over two years ago, I nearly managed to get him to admit his feelings for me. It was a long and strenuous process of trying to edge him out of the closet and into my arms. But right at the end, he got scared because loving a villain isn't what a hero is 'supposed to do'" Vincent rolled his eyes as he spat the words out.

"Everything that ASHA organization tells him convinces him that it's wrong. That he isn't supposed to want what he does. But he can't live this lie forever." Vincent smirked.

"Nice speech, but you're still a psychopath," Victoria snarled at him. "Oscar is a good person. He would never be able to stand you. "

"You really don't know him at all, do you?" Vincent leaned over her once more, lowering his voice and filling the air between them with poison. "You know the first night we kissed?"

"You've never kissed," Victoria tilted her head, "So no."

"It was the night before your engagement." He smiled. "He felt so guilty about it, about being himself, that he went out and bought you a ring and proposed to you."

"Likely story, asshole," Victoria spat at him.

"It's true," Vincent smiled as the glass above them began to let out loud cracks as something heavy landed on it, casting a large shadow upon the whole room.

"And I'll prove it," he whispered, his eyes filled with sadistic glee as the glass above them shattered, and Vincent covered Victoria's mouth with a gag in an instant.

Victoria saw the world around her turn dark and hazy, and in a moment, she realized that Vincent had covered her in an illusionary shadow, obscuring her from vision right as the figure landed in front of Vincent.

Crashing down onto the floor in a shower of broken glass, only thirty feet in front of them was Mr.Hyperion in his full glory. The light of the sunset fell down like a spotlight on him from the skylight as he glared at Vincent.

"Vincent…" Oscar growled as he stalked forward, "Where is Victoria."

"She's safe," Vincent walked away from the obscured Victoria as she struggled against her restraints, unable to make a sound behind the gag. "I just wanted to talk with you privately."

"How many times have I told you to stop kidnapping her!" Oscar snarled, "If you want to talk to me, meet me on my patrol!"

Vincent hummed as he acted like he was thinking about it before smiling at Oscar, "But this gets your attention so much faster."

"I swear, Vincent, if you keep this up-!"

"You could easily stop me by just breaking up with her. We both know what you really want anyway."

"Not gonna happen," Oscar snapped back. "And you have no idea what I want!"

"Oh, don't I?" Vincent purred as he slowly began to advance toward Oscar. "Because I think that kiss between us the night before your phony engagement showed both of us exactly what you want."

She felt a tingling sensation on the back of her hand and she looked down as a spider began to crawl across her hand. She cringed. She tried shooing the thing off of her but her hands were totally immobile.

Oscar gritted his teeth as he glared at Vincent, "That was a mistake."

Victoria stopped struggling as she stared at Oscar.

A mistake?

What the hell did he mean by a mistake? He didn't… he wouldn't have! Never! Never in a million years!

Victoria felt her mind begin to stall and spiral as the conversation in front of her continued as if she wasn't even there.

"So, was yesterday morning a mistake too?" Vincent asked.

"Yes," Oscar shouted, "Now let Victoria, my fiancée, go!"

Yesterday morning was a mistake too?

Victoria felt her mind begin to swim as the world around her felt wrong, like she was underwater. A weird ringing filled her ears as she found it hard to breathe. She didn't know what was going on anymore, but there had to be some kind of reasonable explanation for this. Surely.

There was no way Oscar chea-. She couldn't even finish the thought. It just wasn't possible. How could Oscar even possibly consider Vincent over her? She was great! Samantha always said so! She had a good career, stable income, friends, was well adjusted, and she thought she didn't look half bad!

Sure Vincent's face wasn't ugly, and he was rich and had superpowers, but he was evil! Like, pure evil! There was no possible way.

No, there was some sort of explanation for this. He was probably just going along with whatever Vincent said in order to get her back. That was it. She would just ask him about it later.

"-The only way to get me, or other villains, to stop kidnapping her is to either break up with her or quit being a hero." Vincent purred as Victoria could finally start to hear the conversation again over the ringing in her ears.

"Neither of those are going to happen, Vincent!" Oscar said, his scowl deepening.

"But if you truly want to protect her, you know that's what you need to do. If you do neither, your poor little fiancée will continue to suffer." Vincent was less than five feet from him now.

Oscar raised his fists, and Victoria silently urged him to fight, to prove he didn't care at all about the man in front of him, that he only cared about her. But Vincent raised his palms toward Oscar in a placating manner, and Oscar seemed to relax just a fraction. Vincent stopped his forward step in favor of beginning to walk to the side, around Oscar, forcing him to turn as well.

"But do you know what I think? I think you're so adamantly refusing not because of some moral principle, but because you know I'm right, but that forces you to make a decision you don't want to make." Vincent's cat-like smile was now visible to Victoria as the two circled each other. Oscar tilted slightly away from Victoria and Vincent somewhat towards. But still, neither made a move against the other.

"A decision you've been avoiding for over two years. Oscar, are you truly happy with Victoria?"

Oscar opened his mouth to answer, fire burning in his eyes, but Vincent raised one of his hands higher to stop him.

"I don't want you to answer me aloud. Just think about it yourself." Vincent paused as Oscar remained silent, his gaze never leaving Vincent. Vincent smiled as he tilted his head, "You aren't, are you? I know it, you know it, the only one out of the loop here is her. And you don't want to hurt her, do you? Because you're a good person. Because you're a good hero."

"But it's ok to be unhappy. It's ok to admit that to yourself. It's ok to say, 'I'm not getting what I need from this person.’ It's ok to want to find someone who's a better fit for you, especially if they're already waiting for you to realize it."

Oscar remained silent, and Victoria felt like she wanted to vomit. If he was trying to get her back by fighting, wouldn't he have just started attacking by now? And if he was trying to get her back by playing this stupid crazy game, shouldn't he be agreeing?

Why wasn't he saying anything?! It made Victoria feel like she was going insane.

"You did what you were supposed to do, Oscar," Vincent spoke softly as he took careful steps towards him, "but now it's time for you to find what you want, not what you think you need."

Another. Then Another. Until Vincent was pressed chest to chest with Oscar. Victoria sat watching the pair, wide-eyed and unbelieving. Was this really happening?!

"Get off of me, Vincent," Oscar growled, but his voice lacked any bite, and he made no move to remove the other man from his presence. Vincent simply smiled as he snaked his left arm around Oscar's waist and his right through Oscar's hair.

"That's not what you want, and we both know it," Vincent purred, "If it was, you would have pushed me off yesterday morning or the other night. Or two years ago."

"I…" Oscar's voice trailed off, and Vincent's fingers gently trailed down from his hair to cup his jaw before gently guiding Oscar's face forward towards Vincent's.

"It's ok to want this," Vincent whispered directly into Oscar's lips, "It's ok to want me."

Victoria was suddenly hit by the memory of yesterday. Where Oscar embraced her in the sunlight and kissed her gently in the restaurant. His arms warped around her as she watched those same arms wrap around Vincent. Those same lips kissing him.

She felt herself tremble, but she felt nothing. Victoria didn't feel upset. She wasn't sad; she wasn't angry; she was just completely and utterly numb.

Her entire body felt frozen over as the two men in front of her kissed, as her fiancé kissed the man who promised to kill her not ten minutes ago. Her entire body felt like it was engulfed in ice, with the only pinprick of heat in her body coming from her eyes. Her eyes felt like molten lava as tears welled up in them. Tears she refused to let fall.

She couldn’t take it. She couldn’t. She just wanted it to stop.

She looked down at the spider on her hand and wondered if it was the same spider from earlier, the one in her cell. It was a stupid thing to wonder, as her mind grasped at anything it could to avoid the reality in front of her.

She felt her heart shatter to pieces as the two finally split apart, gazing into each other's eyes.

"I want this," Oscar finally admitted, and Victoria finally let out a choked sob, her heart breaking all over again as her body trembled even harder.

"I'm so glad that that's finally clear to everyone involved," Vincent smiled before turning his gaze to her, "Right, Victoria?"

Oscar's eyes widened as his face paled, his gaze snapping to the now-revealed Victoria. "Vic! This- This isn't what it looks like!"

Victoria turned her face away from him, from both of them. She couldn't do it. She couldn't take Vicent's triumphant smirk or Oscar's regretful pleas.

So instead, she stared at the floor and begged whatever god might hear her that she could disappear, but the only response she received was the spider crawling off the back of her hand.

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Friday, November 18, 2022 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

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THE NIGHT WE MET

StevexOC hurt-comfort fluff / 5.9k words / part 1 of 3

Steve rubbed the sleep from his eyes and cut the engine on the bronco. The massive hunk of metal sputtered to a dull hum as he climbed from the driver's seat and grabbed his dark green bomber jacket from the back.

It was cold in Hawkin's even for December, the chill had set in early this year and they had barely seen the fall leaves before the snow had hit the ground. Steve hated these fucking jackets just as much as he hated driving Hopper's old piece of shit around town. He dragged the soles of police-issued boots across the cement towards the small cafe on the corner of Main Street.

He brushed the snow out of his long brown hair and opened the door. The chime above him ran out into the small shop and Bower appeared from the back in his black apron. His blonde hair was tucked under one of those wide-brim hats he loved so much and he was carrying a tray of muffins.

"Morning Sheriff," he tossed a warm muffin at him before setting the rest on the counter.

"I told you to stop calling me that," Steve curled the wrapper away from the warm carrot cake and bit into it without hesitation as he aimlessly looked around the small shop.

"Coffee?" He asked walking toward the large machines behind the counter.

Steve nodded, Bower never missed, the muffins were always warm and always delicious. He had opened the shop two years prior, filling it with thrifted cozy furniture and lining the walls with books for sale. The two large couches in the front of the shop were piled with boxes of Christmas decorations that spilled over the tops in bundles of lights and colourful tinsel.

"I'll get Henderson and Mayfield over here to help you string those up," Steve pointed to the boxes as Bower slid a brown cup across the counter toward him.

He went to dig change out of his tan trousers but Bower shook his head, "on the house. I hate starting so late but the storm last week pushed back the tourist rush and with it the delivery of the new lights."

Every year Bower turned the cafe into a wonderland for tourists. Stringing as many lights, tinsel, ornaments, and strings of popcorn as he could from the roof of the cafe. It was cluttered and messy and Steve didn't understand the idea behind it but the tourists seemed to love it.

"There's another front rolling in tonight, it's supposed to make the highways bad. I got the guys at the station doing all they can to slow traffic on the highways but people refuse to miss Christmas in Hawkins." Steve rubbed the back of his neck nervously, it was his first official Christmas as Sheriff.

This meant he was no longer just following Hopper around learning the ropes, he was completely and solely responsible for the townspeople of Hawkin's. It terrified him. Hop had assured him that he wouldn't retire until Steve was ready but... he didn't feel ready.

"You'll be fine kid, you know this town and the town knows you." Hop had hollered as he piled luggage into Joyce's car.

Steve swallowed his pride and asked following the giant man around the car nervously, "what if it's not fine?"

"I'm just going on vacation," Hopper slammed the trunk and walked around to Steve, placing a firm hand on his shoulder. "There's no one I trust with Hawkins more than you."

The bell rang above the door, making both men turn to see an unfamiliar face standing in the entryway. Dark hair tumbled from beneath a grey beanie and brushed against her plump rosy cheeks. Her soft lips were painted red and pressed together in a polite smile as Bower greeted her into the shop. She tugged her wool coat closer to her neck and shook off the snow as she stepped further into the cafe.

"I heard you had coffee," her voice was warm against the chill she had let into the tiny cafe and Steve could feel himself leaning toward her.

"The best in town," Bower smiled.

"The only one in town," Steve muttered.

"Would you like a muffin, the Sheriff is paying," Bower shot him a dirty look and waited for Steve to fish the coins out of his pocket.

He let them clink to the counter and watched in silence as Bower served her, she set her old camera on the counter next to her cup.

"I've seen one like that before, you use those uh," Steve fumbled his words and ran his hand through his hair to shake out the flustered feeling. "Dark rooms," he finally found the word, his tongue twisted around the pretty girl.

"Well I came to do a piece on the Starstorm cafe but," she looked up at the ceiling, "it doesn't look like it's ready."

Bower sighed, "Edith Ford, I totally forgot. I'm so sorry you drove all the way out here. The storm set back our schedule, the cafe won't be ready for a week at the earliest."

"Even with help?" Steve asked, he had promised two extra sets of hands but he was sure the Sinclairs were home for break and Robin could gather a few of the boys from the station.

"Maybe with a few extra bodies we can scrape it together quicker but it's," Bower frowned, his ice-blue eyes so sad and defeated.

"Let me see who's around," Steve slid his hand around his coffee and backed away from the counter.

"I can come back next week, I don't mind the drive." Edith offered.

"That would be amazing," Bower smiled.

"Get out of town ahead of the storm," Steve warned. "The highways are gonna get bad real fast."

"Yeah, I'll take a few photos of the town and head out before lunch. Thanks."

"Before lunch, the snow is coming! It was nice to meet you, Edith," he held out his other for her to shake it.

She did, her fingers covered in antique rings and her nails painted the same bright red as her lips, "It was nice to meet you too," she stopped and he realized he hadn't introduced himself.

"Steve," he said, finding himself smiling bigger than he ever had. Bower chuckled at the sight of him fumbling over the new girl. "Harrington," he added gripping her soft, cold hand in his own longer than he should have. "Sorry, you can," he pulled away and backed toward the door, "have your hand back."

His fingers tingled in the pocket of his jacket as he pressed the door open and walked out into the snow. "You're a goddamn idiot Steve Harrington," he whispered to himself as he climbed into the hunk of frozen metal.

He let the truck warm up beneath him as he finished his coffee and watched the shop. Edith exited the shop, tucked into her warm coat with her fingers wrapped around her coffee, and made her way down Main Street. Steve watched her fumble with the keys of her car before finally popping the lock on her light blue Camry.

She set her belongings inside, along with the bag Bower had given her, most likely filled with sweets as an apology before she straightened up and looped her camera back around her neck. The snow fell softly around her, without the wind everything was peaceful. Steve smiled to himself as she stuck her tongue out, tilting her chin to the sky and catching a few clean, chilly flakes in her mouth.

He leaned against the steering wheel, pressing a thumb to his bottom lip as he kept his eyes on her, following her as she lifted her camera and took a photo of the outside of Starmstorm. A smirk formed on his face as she turned, her dark brown eyes catching his.

He waved a gentle three fingers at her as she raised the camera again and took a snap of him.

Edith intrigued him, with her soft waves of chestnut brown hair that fell around her slim oval face and plump red lips. She dropped the camera, the corner of her mouth upturned as she smiled at him.

It was only his luck that he found a pretty girl on the day of the biggest snowstorm in Hawkin's history and she wasn't even a local. Steve sighed and sat back, wrapping his hands around the steering wheel as he pulled out of his parking spot. He had teenagers to wrangle.

He found them at the Will's after checking the mall, the arcade, and the school. They were pissed when he interrupted the game they were playing but Steve knew how to bribe them into helping.

"Just give him the help he needs to get this done and next week I'll drive all of you up the hill to go skiing," Steve herded them from the Beyer's and into the back of the bronco as the sun started to get hazy in the sky.

"I'm not riding back there," Max declined, staring at the four boys piled into the back.

"Come on, Mayfield get in," Steve sighed.

"No way, Sheriff," she mocked, her red pigtails flipping in the wind under her beanie.

"Fine," he shook his head, slamming the hatch closed and walking around to his side, letting Max slide in first before closing the door behind them. She settled into the bench seat and put her belt over her thick jacket as Steve pulled out from the Beyer's driveway.

"You okay?" Max asked looking over at him as they drove back down through the forested loop into the city center.

Max had become a permanent fixture in Steve's life, her mother was barely capable of functioning these days, and with that came the constant flickering of the power in the trailer and a lack of food to eat.

Steve didn't mind making up a bed for her in his house, ever since his parents started having extended vacations that turned into retirements and never coming home from California. The house had felt more empty than before and when Lucas came to him complaining that Max was in the trailer for three days without power...

It took some convincing on Steve's part to get Max to come with him, but she hadn't seen her mother in a few days and he could hear her stomach growling. Anyone will cave for warm french fries, even a stubborn, emotionally guarded redhead with a bad attitude and a kind heart.

She had been sleeping at his house ever since.

"Yeah kid," he grumbled.

"Not a kid anymore." She rolled her eyes.

"You aren't eighteen yet," he snapped, "still a kid."

"Two weeks!"

"Still a kid," Steve reminded her. "Have you talked to your mom lately? Will she be home for Christmas?"

"No," she grumbled turning away from him.

"Bower offered to cook, were going to do it at our house. Robin might even convince Eddie to come down off that stupid mountain for the day." Steve started to tell her the plans.

"Your house," she cut him off.

He slammed the brakes on the truck hard, the sound of bodies slamming together in the back echoing through the air followed by a chorus of hollering. Max braced herself on the dashboard and turned to give him a dirty look.

"Our house." He corrected her. "It's nothing but an empty box without you there, remember that."

"Ok, ok..." She sighed but he knew she understood, no matter how many times he told her that he wanted her around she still seemed to doubt his honesty. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be, just make sure you take out the garbage when you get home." Steve started the truck again pulling into town without any more fuss. He let the boys out of the back and lined them up on the sidewalk, "ski hill, next week, you help Bower until he says he doesn't need you and no complaining."

Mike rolled his eyes and Steve pushed his jacket back over his hip to expose the handle of his gun until both hands were on his hips, "no complaining." He repeated and Mike nodded shakily at him with a shocked expression.

"What are you going to do shoot us?" Mike laughed off his fear.

"You'll make good target practice dipshit," Steve snapped. "Move your asses," he clapped, sending them all rushing into the cafe.

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The sun had finally disappeared behind the horizon as Steve finished his paperwork and left the station. The snow was coming down heavier than before, too heavy to be safe for anyone to be on the roads.

He adjusted the chains on all four tires and climbed into the driver's seat to head home when the radio crackled on, "Sheriff," the voice of Mark Little came through the status.

"Yeah, I'm here."

"Nance called in and said there are car tracks veering off the road in the snow up on the highway out of town. Saw them when she was driving by about twenty minutes ago," Little chirped through the radio.

"Any sign of the car?" Steve asked.

"No."

"Alright, I'm leaving now." Steve turned the engine over and let the truck warm. He really didn't want to spend the rest of his night digging some stupid tourist out of the ditch.

David Bowie played over the radio softly as he drove, the snow pilling up on the road making the tires spin out wildly at times but he just went slow and steady.

"Did Nancy say where the tracks were on the stretch?" Steve clicked the radio off.

The snow had blanketed over everything in the short time it had taken to get out to the part of the highway that led out of town. The radio was silent for a long time before it cracked to life again, "about a mile north of-" Little said before cutting out.

"Deputy?" Steve clicked the radio to life, no response. Sometimes when he got too far out of town the radios died out. He tried again, "Deputy Little, can you hear him?"

He was met with more static. "Shit."

He pulled the Bronco over the side of the road and climbed from the driver's seat. He zipped up his jacket and grabbed a flashlight from the glove compartment. The snow made it hard to see anything more than a few feet in front of him and the flashlight only helped so much.

"Hawkin's police department," he hollered out, "Sheriff Harrington, is there anyone out there?"

The snow pelted against his cheeks, stinging his exposed skin as he continued to search. It was a painful reminder to not believe everything Nancy called in all the damn time.

"What the..." his thought was cut off as his flashlight illuminated a bumper about five feet in from the side of the road. He dug his boots into the slippery mud and snow beneath his booths but it was barely enough to keep him upright as he slid down the embankment into the forested ditch. "Is anyone in there?" He hollered, shining his flashlight furiously around the back of the car.

Light blue Camry. The reporter from the cafe.

"Shit," he moved fast knowing that make and model. "Edith?" He called out moving against the side of the car toward the driver's side down. The entire front end of the car was pressed inward, sandwiched against the tree it had slid into.

His flashlight reflected off the window and glared into his eyes. "Edith!" He yelled seeing her brown hair flared out around her face, her forehead against the steering wheel. Blood dripped from her eyebrow and lips, down her chin in a thin dark streak of dried blood.

He yanked against the door but it was locked from the inside. He called out to her again as he tried to work out a plan in his head that would help get her from the wreck safely. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her further. With how deep the snow had gotten and how bad the highway was there was no way he was getting transport out here. He turned to the back window smashing it with the opposite end of the handle until the glass shattered into the back seat over her belongings.

He continued to talk to her as he reached through the window as far as he could, the crook of his armpit and shoulder pressed roughly into the frame as he wiggled for the lock. The sound of it popping made him laugh with relief as he unwound himself from the car and pulled the door open with a forceful pull.

He shone the flashlight over her, pressing two cold fingers to her neck.

"Jesus!" She shot away, slamming her head against the headrest as her body jolted back to life.

"Hey," Steve put his hand out to stop her from moving around too much, "hey hey!" he shouted as she continued to panic.

Her dark brown eyes widened as she realized where she was, her hands bloody as she padded her body over for broken bones. "You were in an accident," Steve explained trying to bring her back to focus. "I need you to sit still until we know how badly you're hurt."

"My ears are ringing," she whined, pressing her palm to her eye with a hiss, "is that? Oh my god is that blood?"

"Edith, stop moving," Steve growled, his voice low as he knelt beside the driver's side and checked out her legs, nothing seemed to be broken. That's good news, means she can walk out of here.

Steve reached across her, his nose filling with her sweet vanilla perfume and the copper tang of the blood dripping from her wounds. She trembled under his touch as he checked her over before popping the belt buckle loose. "Nice and slow," he said extending his hand to her.

She stared at it for a second, her dark eyes rimmed with tears illuminated like glass by the flashlight. She placed her hand in his and let him help her from the wreck, "easy, it's slippery."

Her boots dug into the ground carefully but her knees wobbled sending her crashing forward into him. Her free hand caught the collar of his jacket, bracing herself in the snow as his arm came around her waist and held her to his body.

"You're alright, are you dizzy?" He looked down at her and letting go of her hand he fixed her beanie over her head so it kept her ears warm.

"A little," she answered, "there was...a deer?"

She looked up at him, "I left before lunch," she whined and the sound was so sweet and exhausted that Steve ended up laughing.

"It's too late and too dangerous to stay out here, my truck is up on the highway. Do you think you can climb?" He stifled his smile and tried to be serious.

She nodded and let go of his jacket slowly. Steve inspected the car one more time and swiped her camera off the passenger side floor before slamming the door shut to keep the snow out. He turned back to her leaning against the cold car, shuffling on the incline to stand in front of her. He looped the leather strap of her camera gently around her neck and made sure her jacket was zippered properly.

"Thank you," she whispered settling down into the collar.

"You ready?" He asked and held out his hand for her once again. She welcomed his help and intertwined their fingers together.

"Slow," he explained, highlighting their path back up the embankment, "hold on to me."

She dug her free into his jacket, twisting them tightly in her grip. His arm drifted behind him to keep his hold on her as he stomped them footholds up the hill. He felt her squeeze against his palm and paused climbing.

"You ok?" he called back to her, peering over his shoulder. His hair fell into his face, but as the wind blew it around he saw that she was taking long deep breaths of air as if she was trying to keep herself from vomiting. "Few more steps," he encouraged.

She met his gaze and nodded softly, she was silently talking herself up. She gave herself a long moment before stepping up and pressing against his back, "few more steps," she whispered against him and the warmth of her breath caused the air around her to fog.

Steve planted his boot on the highway, anchoring himself to the tree and using all his strength to help her the rest of the way up. His bicep tensed tightly under his gently as she scurried her way past him and up to safety, he pushed on her lower back, forcing her the rest of the way. As he joined her on flat land he fought to control his breathing.

Edith swayed uneasily on her feet and tipped to the left too far to catch her balance before her eyes fluttered over into the back of her head.

"Edith?" Steve inhaled a sharp breath, dropped the flashlight to the ground, and slid his arms underneath her before she hit the ground and hauled her up against his chest. "Stay awake," he whispered to her adjusting her in his arms as he walked his way carefully back to his truck.

Her head lulled against him, her eyelids heavy and her breathing strangled in her chest.

"Shit," he struggled to open the passenger side door, reaching as far as he could without losing his grip on her frozen thighs. When he finally pried it open he walked around and set her gently against the bench seat. "Hey," he rubbed a knuckle against her cheek, "Edith you gotta stay awake."

"I'm cold," she whispered, her eyes fluttering open lazily.

"I know," he said as he buckled her in and closed the door. Rushing to the other side he climbed in and pushed the keys into the ignition, "come on you piece of shit," he growled as the engine whined and stalled against his protests.

The Bronco roared to life and Steve flicked all the dials to warm the cabin as quickly as he could. Leaning forward he tore his jacket off, leaving him in the thin tan t-shirt he hissed as the cold air bit into his arms.

He covered Edith's legs with the jacket like a blanket, "it'll get warm in here soon."

She hummed something he couldn't hear, as her body leaned against his and her head fell against his shoulder. He pulled the truck off the shoulder, the wheels spinning in the thick snow and slippery ice.

He wasn't going to make it back down that hill into town, "Uh," he started, looking down at her, sleeping on his should her feet tucked up under her and her fingers gripped around his arm.

A sheet of snow whipped against the truck as he drove carefully down the winding path toward the house, he had shovelled the driveway that morning but it had piled back up. At least two feet of it, "alright you piece of garbage, get through this snow for me and I'll never yell at you again." He smacked the steering wheel with his free hand and accelerated through the bank of snow, the engine revved as it quickly became overworked. It wained under the pressure as he pressed down on the gas pedal to get them the rest of the way.

The lights were on in the house, "Max," Steve huffed a sigh of relief as the truck slid to a rocky stop.

He cut the engine, running to the front door, "Max!" He called inside and within seconds her head popped around the corner, red braids swinging around her face. "Go upstairs and get blankets, lots of them, and the first aid kit from the bathroom."

"Why?" Max asked but made for the stairs.

"Just hurry," Steve said running back out into the snow and wind.

He ripped open the passenger door and slide Edith from the seat, pulling her hood around her head and tucking him close to his chest. The snow bit through his shirt and snuck into the brim of his boots as he stomped back to the house with her in his arms.

"Who the hell is that?" Max asked with a bundle of blankets.

"A reporter," Steve grunted as he set her down on the long brown couch in the living room, "bring those here."

He unlooped the camera from her neck and set it on the glass coffee table. He unzipped her wet jacket and stripped it from her body carefully before taking one of the blankets from Max and laying it over her. "In the first aid bag," Steve pointed behind him as he kept tucking her in, he needed to bring her temperature back up. He pressed his hand to her neck, she was still so cold. He knelt beside her on the carpeted floor and examined the bruises on her lip and collarbone.

Max handed him everything he needed without hesitation and helped him by uncapping the peroxide and dosing a piece of gauze in it. "Here," she said as he pulled Edith's beanie off her head.

"She drove off the road up the highway," Steve explained. "Hey," he whispered with a soft smile as Edith's eyes flickered open slowly adjusting to the light around her.

"Holy shit," she huffed out, touching her head again.

"Morning sunshine," Steve gave her a weak smile, just happy to see her awake and alert, "this is gonna hurt," he said pressing the piece of gauze to the wound above her eye.

She hissed and pulled away from him.

"I know, " he whispered, "I'm sorry."

"He has to clean it or it'll get infected," Max explained, handing Steve a clean piece to wipe away the excess blood. Edith looked up at Max, who hovered in her pastel-striped sweater and long pyjama pants.

"Edith, this is my sister, Max." Steve looked up at Max whose expression softened at his term. "She's right, we have to get these clean or they'll hurt worse down the road. You ready for more?"

Steve hooked a finger under her chin, her skin is soft and cold as he tilts her face so he could inspect the large, twisted split skin along her jaw. Her eyes screwed shut as he cleaned it, only opening when he purses his lips and blew a warm breath against it to dry the skin. He pressed a few clean sutures to the jaw and removed his fingers from underneath her chin.

"How's your head?" He asked her.

"Feels like I hit a tree," she laughed and the sound was like honey.

"Sorry about the house call, the hill is a death trap but in the morning I'll get you to the hospital to be properly looked at," Steve smiled, watching her brown eyes take in her unfamiliar surroundings.

"I feel great Doc," she smiled at him, the corners of her soft lips curling gently.

"Yeah," Max scowled, "I'm going to go find her a change of clothes. Mostly so I don't vomit from this weird adult flirting thing happening," she waved her hands in the air and disappeared up the stairs.

"Sorry about her," Steve got off the floor turned and to the stairs where Max had gone and stood back from Edith with his hands in his pockets. "About this, the snow, about your head," he sighed.

"Do you always apologize this much?" Edith asked sitting up on the couch.

"I—," he ran a hand through his hair nervously, his face felt hot and his hands were sweaty.

"You didn't make it snow," she smiled. "Oh ow," she winced pulling her other hand from beneath the blankets.

"Let me see," he returned to her side sitting on the edge of the couch and cradling her hand in his palm. "There's some glass," he turned the skin into the light to get a better look.

He dug through the first aid kit until he found some tweezers and lifted her palm to his face. He carefully pulled the two small shards of glass from her skin and dropped them on the table.

"Better?" He asked rubbing his thumb over the two small scratches where the glass was. He didn't realize how close their faces were until he looked up from her hand and came face to face with her lips.

Her brown eyes feathered over his face, "you have a lot of freckles," she whispered, her breath hot on his cheek.

"You have a really nice nose," Steve said, "I mean, oh god," he pulled away from her laughing. "I clearly have not been in a room with a pretty girl in a very long time."

"I kinda like it," she smiled. "Guys are always about the lips and the boobs," she rolled her big chocolate eyes at him. "Didn't take the sheriff of Hawkins to be a nose guy."

"Are you hungry? Thirsty?" Steve asked trying to change the subject. He walked toward the kitchen island taking note of the folding laundry in the basket.

He dug through pulling a clean sweater out and shucked off his wet uniform with his back to Edith. He tugged the warm navy sweater over his head and looked back to see her staring at him over the couch.

Steve smiled softly, pulling the sweater out and down so it lay against his stomach neatly. Edith's cheeks were flushed red and her lips parted like she was about to say something.

"Here," Max interrupted standing at the bottom of the stairs with a handful of laundry and a brush. "Leave mouth breather," Max ordered Steve.

He gave them privacy, taking his wet shirt down to the basement so Max could help Edith. He chucked the shirt into the washing machine, turning around he leaned against it and stared at the basement stairs lost in thought.

He would like to believe Hawkins was cursed but how bad could it be if it had given him a chance to see Edith again?

"Earth to dipshit," Max waved her hand in his face. "We're out of laundry soap," she said as his focus came back.

"Thank you," he said softly, "for doing the laundry and finding Edith some warm clothes."

"I wouldn't wanna spend the night in wet clothes," Max shrugged. "It was no big deal."

"Max," Steve said gently, "thank you."

"Ya, ya don't get all sappy on me, brother," she raised an eyebrow at him and he flung his arm around her.

"You want some hot chocolate?" Steve asked leading her toward the stairs with his hand rubbing against her hair.

"I think I still have marshmallows stashed," she huffed, acting as if she was annoyed. "Can we watch a Christmas story?"

"Again?" Steve laughed as they came up from the basement, they had already watched it once that week. And three times the week before.

Edith sat curled on the couch, her fingers wrapped around her camera and the flash went off before Steve could untangle himself from Max. Her hair was tugged back into a loose ponytail and she wore one of Steve's old gym shirts. The grey one with the Hawkins High logo on it.

Max wandered toward the tv, as Steve gravitated to Edith. "I hope you like Christmas movies," he said leaning over the back of the couch.

Edith looked up at him over her shoulder, "I don't watch many, too much driving to get stories."

"I'm sorry the Cafe was ready this morning," Steve said as he moved back to the kitchen. "If you're cleared by a real doctor tomorrow I can drive you over. You went through all this hell, you can't miss the way it looks when Bower is done with it. It's... magical." He boiled the water over the stove and leaned on the counter. Watching her watch him.

"I believe that," she said. "There's something about Hawkins. It's like a magnet."

"While you chat with Bower I'll get your car pulled from the ditch," Steve said trying to avoid the topic of Hawkins with her.

"How long do you think it'll take to fix my car?" She asked.

"The damage was intense but only the guys at the shop will know how bad. We can put you up at the hotel in town," Steve explained.

She nodded, turning back to watch Max as she set up the movie and got comfy in her favourite chair. It had been Steve's dad, he could never bare to sit in it. It had always felt wrong, but the second she became a permanent fixture, Max had claimed it. He brought the girls their drinks and found a place next to Edith with a beer in hand. Max turned the lights off and started the movie, her back turned and her focus on little Ralphie.

"I have more than enough," Edith lifted the blanket with her toes and urged him to take the corner. She wiggled her toes under his thigh as he pulled the excess blanket over himself.

Before long Max was fast asleep in her chair and Edith was well on her way. He put the cups in the sink circling back to tuck Max in under a heavy wool blanket.

Kneeling beside Edith she smiled at him softly, "you sure you'll be okay here?" He asked her, hovering closer than he should to get one last smell of her perfume. "You can have my bed, I can sleep—,"

Edith pressed her swollen lips to his, ceasing the conversation he was having with himself. She lifted her hand, tangling her fingers in his sweater and tugged him closely toward her deepening the kiss. Steve's hand brushed against her face, his fingers tickling her neck and engulfing her tiny face in his palm. She tasted like salt, hot chocolate and candy cane as her tongue swiped into his mouth and tangled with his.

She pulled back slowly, looking at him with her hand still gripping his sweater. Both completely out of breath she left Steve craving more of the sweet peppermint taste.

"Thank you for saving my life," she whispered.

"Oh you are welcome," he brushed his nose against hers and stole another taste. Unable to control himself. He hooked his finger into the navy collar of her shirt, his shirt.

She stared at him with wide eyes, "was it that bad?" He laughed, "I haven't kissed anyone in a while. Especially not someone who looks prettier than me in that shirt."

"Stop it," she giggled, and blood rushed to her cheeks. "It was perfect."

"Then why do you look terrified?" He asked.

"Not terrified, just seeing clearly. Stay with me tomorrow for my interview at the Cafe. I think my story should be about the whole town." She smiled, brushing her thumb over his bottom lip.

"Why the change of topic?" He asked, kissing the pad of her thumb before she could pull away.

"The cafe wouldn't be magic if it wasn't for the people of Hawkins. The story is about that, the townspeople. People like you and your sister."

"Alright," he nodded. "But if I do this, you owe me dinner."

"I think I owe you more than dinner," she laughed, kissing him one last time. Her lips lingered on his, her eyes fluttering shut.

"I'll tell the boys to take their time with your car," he laughed against her mouth.

"Whatever you say, Sheriff." She pulled him down on top of her, wrapping her fingers into his hair and deepening the kiss for the second time.

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gosingapore · 5 months

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Work-friendly Cafes With Free Wi-Fi and Charging Outlets

With remote work and studying becoming more prevalent nowadays, people are looking for more places to sit down and get productive. A quiet, comfortable place with free and uninterrupted Wi-Fi connection, lots of power sockets, and serves loads of coffee and snacks is ideal. Luckily, there are plenty of cafes in Singapore that have these and more.

So why limit yourself to your friendly neighbourhood Starbucks? Pack your laptops, books, and other work/study essentials and get down to business at these excellent cafes located in different areas in the Little Red Dot.

My Awesome Cafe

Located on the ground floor of the former Telok Ayer Chung Hwa Free Clinic, My Awesome Cafe is one of those vintage cafes that give off a warm, relaxing ambience that is great for squeezing out your creative juices.

The quirky, retro aesthetic is complemented by food and drinks that are definitely worth your money. Coffees range from SGD 4 to 6, and their array of sandwiches go for SGD 14 to 20. Their protein-packed My Awesome Salad (SGD 16), is a solid favourite. The cafe also has a selection of beers and liquors for those who want to chill after work.

My Awesome Cafe

202 Telok Ayer St. Singapore 068639 (Map)

+65-8798-1783

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2. City Sprouts

It’s just so easy to get into the work zone at City Sprouts, Singapore’s first plot-share urban farm. This multi-concept space is built on what used to be the Henderson Primary School Campus. The large repurposed canteen houses five food establishments, from which you can get your fill of single-origin and home blend coffee. The prices are super affordable at SGD 1.50 for traditional kopi and teh.

There are filling meals to sustain your working energy. Have a Japanese rice bowl from O-Kome (from SGD 10), Pulled Lamb Kebab (SGD17), or a juicy cheeseburger from Dirty Buns (SGD11).

City Sprouts

102 Henderson Road, Singapore 159562 (Map)

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A power socket is one of the primary needs of those working in cafes, and Genius Central makes sure that you don’t have to fight for charging space. This sprawling cafe has nearly one socket for each seat, so you can rest easy and use up your laptop battery with confidence. Inside, there are single-person tables and long desks, which is just perfect for meetings.

As for the grub, Genius Central serves meals all day, including meat and vegan options. Make sure to try their best-selling Longevity Bowls, which are packed with grains and greens, as well as their fresh juices and spice lattes.

Genius Central

7 Amoy Street, #01-01, Far East Square, Singapore 049949 (Map)

+65-8940-1200 / [email protected]

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4. The Book Cafe

Tucked in the corner of Mohd Sultan and Martin Roads is The Book Cafe, which has become a second home for digital nomads for about two decades now. Relax at the cafe’s chill and homey interiors, which are adorned with well-stocked bookshelves, plush couches, and soft lighting. More importantly, there are lots of power sockets, which is a plus for remote workers.

Aside from fantastic coffee, The Book Cafe serves comfort food for breakfast, brunch, and dinner. Treat yourself to pasta, meat dishes, and their mouth-watering selection of pastries while meeting your deadline or just getting comfy at the couch to read.

The Book Cafe

20 Martin Road 01-02 Seng Kee Building, Singapore 239070 (Map)

+65-6887-5430 / [email protected]

5. Commune Cafe

Millenia Walk is one of Central Singapore’s quieter malls, given the office lunch crowd’s absence. This makes Commune Cafe an excellent place for those who prefer a more peaceful atmosphere for working and studying. Located on the second floor, Commune Cafe is an offshoot of a furniture store, contributing to its sophisticated but relaxed vibe. Their alfresco-style seating is great for those who want to work surrounded by fresher air.

Great coffee is a given here because Commune Cafe uses beans from Common Man Coffee Roasters. Sip one of their aromatic brews for just SGD 3.50 and sample their generous dessert offerings, such as their chocolate tarts (SGD 4) and chocolate banana waffles topped with ice cream (SGD 8.50).

Commune Cafe

9 Raffles Boulevard, Singapore 039596 (Map)

+65-9129-1379

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Nestled along the charming Wilkie Road, this daytime cafe offers a spacious and well-lit environment, courtesy of ample natural sunlight. It provides a generous array of seating options, ranging from large tables perfect for group activities to cozy corners for individual digital nomads. If you choose your spot wisely, you’ll discover conveniently located power outlets to keep your devices charged. The coffee bar features a wallet-friendly selection, starting at just $4 for a shot of espresso. Beyond coffee, the menu includes a variety of beverages such as fresh juices, cold-brewed teas, smoothies, and milkshakes. For sustenance, this cafe designed for productivity offers a substantial brunch menu that showcases both Western classics and Asian rice bowls.

Twenty Eight Cafe

28 Wilkie Road, #01-06, Singapore 228051 https://www.facebook.com/TwentyEightCafe/

7. Working Title Riverside

The charming Kampong Bugis, with its timeless appeal, provides the perfect location to escape the bustling city, and this beloved burger joint on Arab Street is well aware of it. Their second branch offers a more spacious and well-lit environment, ideal for work or leisure. You can enjoy a cup of coffee starting at just $3.50, accompanied by freshly baked goods that change daily. With available power outlets and free Wi-Fi, it caters perfectly to those seeking concentration or those looking to finally complete that long-awaited book. The all-day dining menu is diverse, offering everything from classic eggs benedict to Australian-style barbecue dishes. If you’re battling writer’s block or a mental hurdle, take a brief stroll along the serene Kallang river, just outside.

Working Title Riverside 51 Kampong Bugis, #01-03, Singapore 338986 workingtitle.sg Enjoy the perks of working from anywhere and set your laptop down at these work-friendly establishments.

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cherryblossempearl · 9 months

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Some ava henderson facts!

1. She has two older sisters: Claire and Heather henderson

2. Is a singer; but not very successful yet

3. Because she doesn't make to much money as a singer, she sometimes works part time jobs. (Ex: gas stations, cafes, flower shops, etc.)

4. Loves flowers, but her favorite is the "Marigold Tagete" (type of yellow flower)

5. Used to date a man named Vincent fillmore which is her ex

6. Because of a incident with her ex, she had to get therapy.

7. She typically likes sour and spicy food over sweets

8. Is typically very good with a base ball bat, some people think she will be very good in the sport baseball

9. Is a half breed (i will explain this another time)

10. Her best friend is Anna Peterson; a chef at goldenshore cafe

11. Is about nineteen years of age

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bonlimoservice · 1 year

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Exploring Singapore's Hidden Gems with Maxicab Services

Singapore is a city-state that offers visitors a wealth of experiences, from world-class shopping and dining to cultural and historical attractions. However, the city also has a number of hidden gems that are off the beaten path and require some exploration. Maxicab services in Singapore offer a convenient and comfortable way to discover these hidden gems. Here are some of the best places to explore with Maxicab services in Singapore.

1. Pulau Ubin Pulau Ubin is a small island off the northeastern coast of Singapore. It is a peaceful retreat from the bustling city and offers visitors a glimpse of traditional village life in Singapore. Maxicab services can take you to Changi Point Ferry Terminal, where you can take a bumboat to the island. Once on the island, you can explore its lush forests, mangroves, and beaches.

2. Kampong Glam Kampong Glam is a historic district in Singapore that is home to the country's Malay and Muslim communities. The area is known for its vibrant street art, colorful shophouses, and trendy cafes and restaurants. Maxicab services can drop you off at the heart of Kampong Glam, where you can explore its narrow streets and hidden alleys.

3. Henderson Waves Henderson Waves is a pedestrian bridge that spans 274 meters and connects Mount Faber Park to Telok Blangah Hill Park. The bridge is known for its unique wave-like structure and offers stunning views of the city skyline and the surrounding greenery. Maxicab services can take you to the foot of the bridge, where you can take a leisurely walk and enjoy the scenery.

4. Labrador Nature Reserve Labrador Nature Reserve is a hidden gem located in the southern part of Singapore. It is home to a variety of flora and fauna and offers visitors a peaceful escape from the city. Maxicab services can drop you off at the reserve, where you can explore its lush forests, mangroves, and rocky shores.

5. Bukit Timah Nature Reserve Bukit Timah Nature Reserve is Singapore's largest remaining patch of primary rainforest. It is home to a wide range of wildlife, including monkeys, squirrels, and birds. Maxicab services can take you to the reserve, where you can explore its trails and enjoy the tranquility of nature.

Conclusion Maxicab services in Singapore offer a convenient and comfortable way to explore the city's hidden gems. From Pulau Ubin to Bukit Timah Nature Reserve, there are plenty of off-the-beaten-path destinations to discover. So, the next time you're in Singapore, book your Maxicab service with Bon Limos and embark on an adventure to uncover the city's hidden treasures.

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wytfut · 1 year

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X world friends

Excelsior Henderson community is the longest I’ve ever participated any organization other than employment.

I’ve been a certified soccer coach for 12 years. Fire/Rescue as stated before. Some black powder. And a few Ford clubs.

I obviously had developed some very good friends within this community. This doesn’t lessen my friendships outside of X world, but in truth broadens it, for me to experience new things.

My X world friends hold value.

I have lost a few in the near past years. Gary (Jumper) Houk out of Virginia... one of the best ambassadors for our community. Always up, always for what ever is good for the group. In public most likely in great behavior. I’ve witnessed him helping Cafe staff serve food, when we’d invade the local Cafe for a meal... overwhelming them.

I got to meet him in person the first time at the X rally in Minnesota in 2012. Via Email and phone calls he appeared bigger than life.

In person it was all real. Waking up second morning of the Roast and Ride in Elkton Virginia, to him singing at the top of his lungs.... “Paint your wagon”

At one of the rallys in Minnesota, he got pulled over, and the officer found a pistol in one of his bags. Officer questioned whether it was loaded... “what good would it be unloaded???” Judge let him go back to Virginia, and he came back to serve his time in the local jail. I think it was a weekend??

Don’t know if he ever married, and pretty sure he had no children. A faithful Methodist, and supporter of his church.

Younger than I, but close, he passed away in his sleep from heart failure.

Another we lost was Gary Thomforde from Minnesota. Gary was on a ride, and missed a 90 degree turn. Comments have been said that he knew that turn well, and suspect a health incident.... no skid marks.

I didn’t get to know Gary well, until his last year with us. Retired, and very soft spoken. All about EH’s. Had a huge hoard of parts, he had bought thru the years. And was always willing to sell and at a fair price to help out other owners.

We had chatted on the phone the night before he died. I found out several days later, he had passed.

Another, younger member of the group was James Farnham. I think he was in his early 50′s if that old. Just a good guy. Thought all of us old guys were genius’s... James died suicide, via anguish of a horrible health issue. He was made of good stuff.

There have been several others that have gone thru this 20 plus years, but I didn’t know them personally, or even had exchanged conversations via WWW.

As for the rest. I’d guess there are around 150+ active members in the club/group/community. I probably have met each and everyone one way or the other... via internet, in person, or via phone.

Of that number, I feel really comfortable with about 20 or so. And close with 10.

In the picture above is a few of the 10.... Left to right... Julie Liskie girlfriend of Dave Mcquitty next to her... both in Overland Park Kansas. Next to them is Jumper Marshal Virginia. Next to me is “fat Jesus” Dennis Bennet of Huron South Dakota.

In this shot you may noticed how red some of our faces are.... full day ride in the Ozark mountains. And most likely 1 beer in.

This shot was taken at Little Rock Arkansas.... our motel parking lot.

I love this picture, as it has the best of thoughts of Jumper. Makes me smile every time.

Dennis and I see each other about once a year, and mostly as we arent that far apart. About 6 hours distance. He’s made of good stuff too, and we get a long well.

Ken Bretz also doesn’t live that far away.... Minnesota.... and has partaken with our adventures with the Antique motorcycle cannonballers. Kansas, Iowa, South Dakota.

Ken, Dennis, and I are all members of the Team Fat Jesus scooter cannonball event this spring. We are the beans...

The social class of this group is all over the place. We have folks that are financially set for life. Huge working class for the most part, that we all have worked hard. And others that struggle to keep their X’s running looking for pennies. We all seem to get along well, and would go out of our way to help each other.

East coast members seem to be tighter than the rest of us, and to be honest I’m not sure to this day why/how that happened. They are a good intended bunch, and don’t treat the rest of us any different. But there is a relationship they all have that the rest of us don’t appear to have.

So many members go out of their way to support the group as small as we are. I’m constantly amazed at how many across the board type of folks in this group, and yet an extremely small number of problems members, if any.

I’m used to the rule of thumb experienced by me... once you get around 8 members of anything, there’s going to be at least 1 asshole that is there for the wrong reason.

Not sure how Phil Marks and I got tied together. We talk frequently on the phone. And try to make events that we know each other will be attending. Phil is older than I by a couple of years. Has lived in Pennsylvania his whole life. Always has me laughing at some hysterical story/event that has happened to him.

With his emotions running full throttle in his stories, and his accent, plus hand language, ... I just can’t help but laugh.

Our likenesses from our pasts is cosmic... or something I can’t describe. He had a Norton, I did too. He had a Capri, as I. He had an early Ford Broncho, same with us. His Wife’s name is Pat, and mine Hunny is Patti. There are a few more, that make a person scratch their head...

On the other end of familiarly, thru the group, I became friends with John Kane in England. .... via facebook. John loved to buy American memorabilia here, and then ship it to England. Cars, motorcycles, parts, etc.... what ever suited him at the moment. Talked to him on the phone once, and lots of DM’s thru facebook back in the day. He was using me as a central point of delivery, and then I’d help him out getting all of his items to a port, to ship home. I really enjoyed it, and it was a great experience. Something new in my flat land slow paced life. It was fun. John had a severe stroke, and its been difficult at best to keep up to speed with him. I do miss our short messaging and emails.

Have met several of the Swedes in the group. Good folks, that enjoy American Motorcycles, and I’d suspect they own several of all the brands.

At the end of my facebook membership, I was just starting to get acquainted with a younger guy in Russia who owned an X.

If for some crazy reason I could not be a part of this organization any more... I’d miss the bunch of them big time....

Its been real

UPDATE: AJ Fago...... Hang in there buddy, we are all rooting for you.

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Exploring the World of Specialty Coffee with Dark Moon Coffee Roasters in Las Vegas

In the heart of Las Vegas, a city known for its vibrant energy and dazzling lights, lies a hidden gem for coffee aficionados - Dark Moon Coffee Roasters. This local coffee roaster in Las Vegas has been making waves in the coffee community with its commitment to quality, sustainability, and the art of coffee roasting. For those who appreciate a great cup of coffee, Dark Moon offers an experience that goes beyond the ordinary.

A Commitment to Quality

What sets Dark Moon Coffee Roasters apart is their unwavering commitment to quality. Sourcing beans from the finest coffee-growing regions around the world, they ensure that each batch they roast meets high standards. The team at Dark Moon understands that great coffee starts at the source, and they work closely with farmers who share their dedication to quality and sustainable practices. Each variety of coffee beans they select is treated with the utmost care and attention. The roasting process is meticulously monitored to bring out the unique flavor profiles of each bean. Whether it’s a bright and acidic African coffee, a full-bodied South American blend, or a smooth and balanced coffee from Asia, Dark Moon Coffee Roasters showcases the diverse world of coffee in each cup.

The Roasting Process

The art of roasting coffee is at the core of Dark Moon Coffee Roasters’ expertise. Their skilled roasters use state-of-the-art equipment to roast beans in small batches. This method allows for precise control over the roast, ensuring consistency and quality in every batch. The goal is to highlight the bean's inherent characteristics, whether that be fruity notes, chocolate undertones, or floral aromas. Customers visiting Dark Moon Coffee Roasters can expect to find a variety of roast levels, from light to dark, catering to a wide range of palates. Each roast level is carefully chosen to complement the beans' origin and flavor profile, creating a unique and satisfying coffee experience.

A Hub for Coffee Lovers

Dark Moon Coffee Roasters is not just a place to buy coffee; it’s a destination for anyone who loves or wants to learn more about coffee. The ambiance in their café is warm and welcoming, inviting customers to linger over their cups. Knowledgeable baristas are always ready to share their passion for coffee, offering recommendations and insights into the different beans and brew methods. For those looking to deepen their coffee knowledge, Dark Moon often hosts coffee tastings, brewing workshops, and other events. These gatherings are a fantastic opportunity for the community to come together and share their love for coffee.

Sustainability and Community Involvement

In today’s world, sustainability is more important than ever, and Dark Moon Coffee Roasters takes this responsibility seriously. They focus on environmentally friendly practices in their roasting process and strive to minimize their carbon footprint. By choosing Dark Moon, customers can enjoy their coffee knowing that they are supporting sustainable and ethical coffee production. Dark Moon Coffee Roasters is deeply involved in the Las Vegas community. They collaborate with local businesses and artists, contributing to the vibrant culture of the city. This sense of community is integral to their identity, making them more than just a coffee roaster but a valuable member of the Las Vegas community.

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1.FM - Chillout Lounge Radio (February 20, 2023)

23:59 Elmara - Training 23:52 Paco Fernández - Al Lado Del Mar 23:46 Puff Dragon - Lava 23:38 Tommy Awards - Hotel Odemark 23:30 Verda - Es Vedra 23:26 Shakes Seven - Best Friends 23:22 Ku You - 40 Degrees 23:15 Sly - Like Love (Original Mix) 23:10 Cesar Martinez Ensemble - Contigo Para Siempre 23:03 Aurosonic, Denis Karpinskiy & Kate Louise Smith - They Wait For Us (Chill Out Mix) 22:58 Ohm-g & Bruno - Jungle Light 22:52 Thomas Lemmer - I Like It 22:46 Zero 7 - Space Between, The 22:42 Airstream - Electra 22:38 Jeff Woodal - Your Love (The Dark) 22:32 Shakrag - From Singapore To Ibiza (Tribute To Cafe Del Mar Mix) 22:26 Green Lemon Feat. Bernd Langer - Rauchy Stranger 22:21 Strange Voices - All Right For Now (3 Times Infinity Mix) 22:14 Jean Martin - In My Dreams (Extended Remix) 22:06 Deep-dive-corp. - Bassic (Flow Mix) 22:05 Costes - Stéphane Pompougnac - Green Tree 21:59 Guenter Haas - Ai Fu Lin 21:54 Noise Boyz - With My Own Eyes (Keys Of Da Sea Mix) 21:48 Vargo - Get Back To Serenity 21:43 Joey Fehrenbach - Untouchable (Feat. Vi Flaten) 21:37 Jjos - Foolish Game (Feat. Deary's) (Evolution Vocal Mix) 21:33 Jeff Woodal - Silver Birch 21:28 Conjure One - Make A Wish 21:19 Toka Kakabadze - Urban 21:15 Triangle Sun - Beautiful 21:12 Claes Rosen & Natalie Peris - Stay 21:06 Dab - Pure Joy 21:02 Lowland - Cafe Del Mar 20:55 Kosta Rodriguez - Blue Grass 20:50 Vanilla - Dreamcatcher 20:46 No Logo - Matter Of Time 20:41 Scott Simmons - Children (Mediterr-asian Chill Mix) 20:36 The Fray - How To Save A Life 20:29 Alex Paterson - Flex-e-fun 20:24 Farbor Resande Mac - Stockholmsnatt 20:18 Pilgrims Of The Wind - Nothing Can Pull Us Apart 20:13 Rae & Christian - Still Here 20:08 Un Homme Et Une Femme - Une Rose Pour Emily (Cafe Hotel French Del Mar Mix) 20:04 Jjos - Don't You Want Me (Chilled Mix) 20:01 Oh Wonder - Technicolour Beat 19:55 Frank Borell - Somber Moods 19:49 The Sura Quintet - Relax In Sura 19:43 Koolsax - Evasion 19:37 Silent Poets - Moment Scale 19:33 Petit Biscuit - Sunset Lover 19:28 Peter Pearson - Bossalove 19:22 The Man Behind C. Feat.debora Vilchez - Fluye 19:14 Deep-dive-corp. - Relaxer 19:09 Dj Milews - Children (Ambient Del Mar Winter Cafe Mix) 19:03 Simon Bareilles - The Sound Of Silence (Feat. Sara Keys) 18:57 Madonna - Frozen 18:52 Gxr And Kathie Talbot - 5 A.m. 18:46 Manoa - Repeat It In Slow Motion (Trippin Clouds Mix) 18:43 Moon Tribe - Moon Tribe 18:36 Alex Cortiz - Deja Vu 18:30 Gary B - Set Me Free 18:27 York Ft Asheni - Iceflowers 18:21 Koru - I Believe 18:14 Roger Sanchez - Lost (Ibizarees The Unforgotten Mix) 18:10 Pines - Tell Me (Feat. Water Park) 18:05 Jjos - Body & Soul 17:57 Dr Drummer - Galactica Soul 17:51 4tunes - Where Are You Now (Feat. Hed) 17:47 Lange - Frozen Beach 17:42 Amethystium - Calantha 17:36 Phil Mison - Lula 17:28 Madonna - Secret (Difrankz' 2003 Confidential Chill Out Mix) 17:24 Fidelity - You Don't Know 17:19 Ra-qi Gong - Rainy Days In Shanghai (Buddha Cafe Del Mar Bar Mix) 17:15 Triangle Sun - Beautiful 17:10 Ziller - Pearl & Dean 17:06 Re:locate Vs Robert Nickson - Resource (Rechill) 17:01 Jupiter Jack - Blank Space 16:57 Sued - Feel Me 16:52 Chilloutlounge - Letting The Cables Sleep 16:46 Jjos - One More Night 16:42 Mystique - Essences (Rico Van Basten Chill Mix) 16:37 Timewarp Inc - Epic Tones Feat Rxn (Sundayman 16:31 Lemonjazz - Gypsy Woman (Erotic Bedroom Affairs Lounge Chill Mix) 16:24 Chicane - Saltwater (The Thrillseekers Remix) 16:20 Adrien Aubrun - My Last Poem 16:12 Va - Soar Angelic 16:06 The Sura Quintet - Lampedusa (Sunset Session) 16:01 Moon De Lounge - La Mer Se Calme ( Mounier Oriental Sunset Dub Mix) 15:55 Mobymusic - Whispering Wind 15:50 Noel - Chalito - Ibiza Chillhouse Lounge Mix 15:44 Henderson - Rain (Desansis Chill Out Mix) 15:38 Digby Jones - Pina Colada 15:32 Blank & Jones With Jason Caesar - Hideaway 15:28 Emapea - Laka 15:23 Guss - Milesing 15:18 Chilloutlounge - Track 8 15:12 Atb - Remember That Day 15:08 Chillwave - Massage Del Mar (Beach Cafe Mix) 15:04 Faith Hill - Love Ain't Like That 14:58 Blank & Jones Feat. 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Location Prompts:

We are in need of location prompts for this fic fest! For our fest the fics MUST take place outside of the UK. You do NOT have to be writing for this fest to send in a prompt! The location prompt can simply be a country or city, or it can be a more specific location, as long as it is outside the UK. (For example, you could send in “Mexico” OR “Tokyo, Japan” OR “The Louvre Museum in Paris, France”)

More info can be found at @soulmatesabroad!

AFRICA 1 Alexandria, Egypt 2 Cairo, Egypt - Khan el-Khalili bazaar 3 Cape Town, South Africa - Cafe/coffee shop 4 Egypt 5 Kenya 6 Madagascar 7 Marrakech, Morocco - Yves St. Laurent Musee 8 Seychelles 9 South Africa 10 Tristan da Cunha ANTARCTICA 11 Antarctic cruise 12 Antarctic research station ASIA 13 Assam, India 14 Dharamshala, India 15 Dubai - Jumeirah Mosque 16 Everest 17 Fiji 18 Goa, India 19 India 20 Jaipur, India 21 Kerala, India 22 Marina Beach in Chennai, India 23Mumbai, India 24 Nara, Japan 25 North Korean Labor Camp 26 Palace of Queen Arwa, Jibla, Yemen 27 Seoul, Korea 28 Socotra/Soqotra Archipelago 29 Tokyo, Japan 30 Vietnam AUSTRALIA/OCEANIA 31 Aoraki / Mount Cook - New Zealand 32 Australia 33 Cape Leeuwin Lighthouse which we call Louie’s lighthouse 34 Kangaroo Island Australia 35 New Zealand 36 Perth, Western Australia 37 The Super Pit, Kalgoorlie 38 Rottnest Island 39 Wellington EUROPE 40 The Algarve, Portugal 41 Amalfi coast, Italy 42 Amsterdam 43 Baltic Sea, Germany/ Denmark 44 Bergen, Norway 45 Berlin, Germany 46 Capri!! With a trip to the grotta azzurra 47 The Colosseum, Rome, Italy 48 Copenhagen, Denmark 49 Croatia 50 Eiffel Tower in Paris 51 Florence, Italy 52 Garda Lake, Italy 53 Germany 54 Giethoorn, Holland 55 Greece 56 Gröna Lund, Stockholm 57 Iceland 58 Icelandic Phallological Museum 59 Krakow, Poland 60 Lapland 61 Louvre Museum 62 Madrid 63 Marettimo 64 Milan!! With the dome and the pretty gallery (Italy) 65 North Sea, Germany/ Netherlands 66 Nuremberg, Germany 67 Osnabrück, Germany 68 Oslo, Norway 69 Pamplona, Spain 70 Paris Catacombs 71 Prague, Czech Republic, Europe 72 Rouen, France! There's a gorgeous cathedral on which they play artistic videos 73 Santorini, Greece 74 Sark (English Channel Island) 75 Shakespeare and Co bookstore, Paris, France 76 a sheep farm in Sardinia 77 Trans-Siberian train, Russia 78 Transylvania, Romania 79 Uppsala University, Sweden 80 Venecia 81 Venecia’s Carnival 82 Verona 83 Wrocław, Poland NORTH AMERICA 84 Alaskan cruise 85 Appalachian Trail USA 86 Basketball match 87 BC, Canada - lakeside cabin in the woods 88 Canada 89 Canadian ski resort (like Big White or Whistler) 90 Cancun, Mexico 91 Cancun, Mexico - All-inclusive resort (poolside) 92 Central Park, NYC 93 Cerro Gordo Mines 94 Chicago 95 Conundrum Hot Springs, Colorado, USA 96 Crater of Diamonds State Park 97 Detroit Zoo 98 Disneyland/Harry Potter world 99 Dollywood theme park, Tennessee 100 Dublin 101 El Capitan in Yosemite National Park 102 Fairmont Hotel at Lake Louise, Canada 103 Ferry between Vancouver Island and mainland British Columbia, Canada 104 Fort Worth TX USA 105 Ghost tour in Savannah, GA, USA 106 Hawaii 107 Honolulu, Hawaii 108 Jasper, Canada 109 Joshua Tree National park, California 110 Maui, Hawai'i - Lahaina (Banyan Court) 111 Mexico City 112 MoMA, NYC, US 113 Montreal, Canada - Notre-Dame Basilica (in the pews) 114 New Orleans, US 115 Pacific Crest Trail 116 Pacific Northwest 117 Palo Duro Canyon, Texas, USA 118 Olympic Village, Lake Champlain, NY 119 Rocky Mountains, Colorado 120 Rutland VT, USA 121 Saint Pierre and Miquelon 122 San Juan Teotihuacan, Mexico City, Mexico 123 Seattle, WA, US 124 Seattle Central Library, United States 125 St. Lucia - Diamond falls mineral baths 126 The Spy museum in Washington DC, United States 127 Vancouver, Canada 128 Williamsburg, Virginia, United States 129 ZAYN’s Pennsylvania farm SOUTH AMERICA 130 Atacama desert, Chile 131 Buenos Aires, Argentina 132 Cape Horn while circumnavigating the earth 133 Carnival, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil 134 Henderson Island in the Pitcairn Islands 135 llama farm in South America 136 Macchu Picchu 137 Torres del Paine , Chile 138 Valle del elqui, Chile OTHER 139 Across time (in America) 140 Atlantis 141 baseball match 142 The best bakery in town 143 a castle of the middle ages 144 Cruise 145 Different locations around the world on a food show like Gordon Ramsay: Uncharted (one could be the star or work behind the scenes, they could be coworkers or meet on location) 146 Heaven 147 Hell 148 Inside a virtual reality game 149 Magic School 150 Mars 151 Plane 152 Purgatory 153 Safari 154 Snowy beaches like that place in eternal sunshine of the spotless mind 155 Sucked into an American movie. 156 Train 157 World Tour

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✿ masterlist ✿

(updated 7/31/21)

all previously answered prompt requests for both Steve or Robin can be found here!

series/multipart

Kill the Lights (completed!)

Steve Harrington x Lab Survivor!OC (Violet)

Summary: After Violet- formally 003, a telekinetic, electrokinetic, and clairvoyant 19 year old- loses her first family, her first love, nothing is the same. She finds herself taken in by Hopper and El, struggling to find her footing and meaning to keep fighting. The Party, especially Steve Harrington, try to show her where her strengths have been hiding all alone, and that no one has to fight their battles alone. Sometimes you don’t need to be rescued, but someone’s love and support while you rescue yourself sure doesn’t hurt.

Hard to Kill (completed!)

Steve Harrington x Assassin!OC (Sofia)

Summary: Two years have passed since the battle of Starcourt, and Steve’s paranoia is destroying him. Turns out, he was right to anticipate someone was still after him, but he never anticipated an unlikely bond to appear between him and the Russian assassin out for his blood. Typical enemies to lovers.

Sweet Spot - 1, 2 & 3

Steve Harrington x Cam Girl!OC (Lex)

Summary: modern AU where Robin tells Steve about cam girls, and he falls hard for a stranger on the internet. This is the most ridiculous thing I’ve written yet, sorry, not sorry. Smut, obviously. But it’s cute, too.

Feral Love (completed!)

Steve Harrington x Witch!Reader (gender neutral)

Summary: You come from a long line of witches in dark magic. You’ve never felt like you belonged, always feeling like you’d rather do good than evil with your magic. Another escape attempt leads your life’s path overlapping with Steve Harrington’s life, and things take a turn darker than you’d ever imagine.

Within the FL universe:

You Are Where I Belong

Steve Harrington x Witch!Reader (gender neutral)

Summary: A little glimpse into the life you’ve built in Hawkins, side by side with your soulmate, Steve, as the two of you get ready to celebrate Halloween. (Continuation of Feral Love, it’ll make more sense if you’ve read the series, however it should be fine to read on its own!)

Friday, I’m in Love - 1, 2, 3 (completed!)

Robin Buckley x Female Reader

Summary: Finally nearing the end of your eventful lives, you and Robin meet, whether by fate or coincidence, and the rest is virtual history. A San Junipero AU!

Beautiful Stranger / Cosmic Love / Gonna Keep This Love

(completed!)

Robin Buckley x Witch!OC (Olive Lane)

Summary: Olive Lane, a witch in training, leaves home and relocates to an unfamiliar town, a tradition among witches her age to start fresh. Blissfully unaware of the bizarre and gruesome history Hawkins, Indiana holds, she settles on the small town, and seemingly blends in to her surroundings to its citizens. Everyone, except Robin, who is highly bothered and paranoid by the new, mysterious stranger, and needs to know who and what this girl is all about.

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one shots

Like Vines, We Intertwined

Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: It started with an exchange of friendship bracelets, meant to last as long as the bond between you two: forever. Life has a finicky way of defining “forever”, though.

So, You Like Movies?

Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: You’re a horror movie buff with a love for special effects makeup, and Steve is deep in a crush over you, despite him disliking horror movies. Maybe something can work out.

Taking My Time, Let The World Turn

Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: Steve never expected to survive past 1985, yet life continued to surprise him, and for the better. Dad!Steve !!!

Wild Thing

Steve Harrington x OC (Rosie)

Summary: A meet ugly “I broke your nose in a mosh pit” AU

Take Care Of Yourself

Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: you’ve been through enough shit to believe self care is building your walls high and keeping everyone out. The Universe has no problem challenging that, though. (The flower shop/soulmate AU nobody asked for.)

They/Them/Theirs

Steve Harrington x Non-Binary!Reader

Summary: Reader knows there’s something different with them, just can’t put a word on it. That’s not the only secret floating between them and Steve, though. Best friend to lovers nonsense (with NB representation!!)

All of You

Steve Harrington x Non-binary!Reader

Summary: just some cute comforting fluff about reader wanting to explore their gender expression and Steve being a supportive partner!! (follow up to they/them/theirs!)

Nowhere Feels Like Somewhere When I’m In Your Arms

Steve Harrington x Henderson!Reader

Summary: The fluffy naptime comfort fic that nobody asked for and then evolved into a long, emotional fic with a self indulgent ending. Oops.

Bad Behavior

Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: The air conditioner finally breaks in the apartment you and Steve share, and it’s not just toying with the temperature. (AKA: “oH My GoD tHey WeRe RoOmMaTes !!!!11” nonsense and a whole lotta smut. Don’t like it, don’t read thx.)

Check Me-owt

Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: you work at the new cafe in town, and Steve’s dying to talk to you, but there’s one thing holding him back from that: it’s a cat cafe, and he’s a nervous mess around cats. (AKA: the modern day coffee shop AU that nobody asked for)

Playin’ Hide and Seek With the Light

Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: You’re coping with your demons in dangerous ways, but you’re coping. It’s something. You believed no one noticed until Steve confronts you. (AKA: another comfort fic nobody asked for)

Smarter Than You Think

Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: Since the battle of Starcourt, Steve hasn’t been sleeping well, and when he does sleep, it’s just reoccuring nightmares of the traumatic night. Until one night, it changes completely, and suddenly he’s not reliving his personal hell, he’s reliving someone else’s. (AKA: another darker twist on a soulmate AU that nobody asked for)

Made To Brave The Pain

Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: The monsters in your life have been human, forcing you into a quiet, isolated world, disconnected from reality to keep yourself safe. What happens when you discover not all monsters are human, though? What do you do when the path of your trauma crosses paths with someone else’s? (AKA: a super trauma comfort fic, bc I’m working out my own shit through writing lol.)

I Wanna Get Better

Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: your mental and physical health issues are a struggle enough the way it is, and you never imagined locking down for safety in your own apartment would make it all worse. thankfully, your’re not in quarantine alone, and ride it out with your roommate/best friend, Steve Harrington. (AKA: self indulgent quarantine comfort fic that absolutely nobody asked for. modern!AU, obviously.)

Lonely For Her

Robin Buckley x Female Henderson!OC (Jade Henderson)

Summary: Robin and Jade hate each other, and can’t put aside their differences, even during the events at Starcourt while their lives are on the line. Murray is sick of their shit, and finally calls them out. Enemies to lovers nonsense

Flowers in the Concrete

Robin Buckley x Female Reader

Summary: feelings are stupid, quitting smoking is stupid, put the two into the same room, and you’ve got emotion overload, baby!! (Or: reader is hopelessly head over heels for her best friend, and can’t find a way to go about it gracefully.) Best friends to lovers nonsense.

Happy Little Accidents

Robin Buckley x Hazel (OC) x Steve Harrington

Summary: Hazel’s got it bad for not one best friend, but both of them. Avoiding both Steve and Robin until it goes away should work, right? … Right?? (the weird, emotional, fluffy poly one nobody asked for (strictly platonic between Steve & Robin, ofc.))

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+18 AO3 links

The Detour

Kurt Kunkle (Spree) x AFAB Reader

Summary: After meeting Kurt just days before he kicks off “The Lesson”, you run into him again, and try distracting him from the original plan.

Warnings/Tags: abduction, knife play, breath play, anal play, dirty talk, humiliation, light bondage, oral sex, teasing, spanking, mentions of murder, movie spoilers

The Brat

Sub!Steve x Dom(me)!Reader

Summary: You give Steve orders not to touch himself for a week, but what fun would that even be without disobeying you?

Warnings/Tags: PWP, Brat!Steve, Sub!Steve, Dom(me)!Reader, BDSM, bondage and discipline, femdom, oral sex, anal play, teasing, humiliation, dirty talk, spanking, vaginal sex, anal sex, aftercare

The Bitter and the Sweet

Vampire!Steve x Reader

Summary: Going home with someone after parties isn’t foreign to you, but going home with an attractive vampire sure is.

Warnings/Tags: PWP, porn with feelings, BDSM, dom/sub, bondage and discipline, rough sex, oral sex, wax play, spanking, sex toys, pain play, dirty talk, biting, vampires, vampire sex, vampire!Steve, aftercare, modern AU

After Hours

Steve Harrington x AFAB Reader

Summary: The truth between you and Steve finally comes out, about your feelings for one another... and the way he likes being called ‘daddy’.

Warnings/Tags: PWP, dirty talk, daddy kink, friends to lovers, vaginal fingering, gratuitous use of ‘baby girl’, cunnilingus

Sugary Sweet

Steve Harrington x AFAB Reader

Summary: Steve reminisces on his horrid Scoops Ahoy! uniform, no matter how much you insist it was cute on him. To convince him, you follow through on a dirty, filthy thought.

Warnings/Tags: latex fetish, daddy kink, spit kink, food play, heavy petting, dirty talk, light dom/sub, punishment, wet & messy

Sudden Desire

Steve Harrington x AFAB Reader

Summary: You’re convinced sex is meaningless when every partner you’ve been with can never make you finish. Your best friend, Steve Harrington, is up to the challenge of changing that.

Warnings/Tags: fluff and smut, friends to lovers, best friends, friends with benefits, bff banter throughout, gratuitous use of sweetheart, vaginal sex, oral sex, no use of y/n, light dirty talk

#my fics #am i missing any i dont think so?#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x oc #robin buckley x reader #robin buckley x oc #stranger things x oc #stranger things x reader #idk what else to tag this with???? OH #masterlist #duh lmfao okay i hope the links work this time good GOD #updated 7/15!!

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Five Times Loid and Yor Almost Kiss, and One Time They Actually Do

Fandom: SPY x FAMILY Pairings / Characters: Loid x Yor / Loid, Yor, Yuri, Frankie, Anya, Henry Henderson Summary: Or, the Forgers try their best to maintain the farce.

Word Count: 4,321 Read on ao3.

0001

Despite his recent demotion from housemaster to simple homeroom teacher, Henry Henderson was wholly dedicated to the success of Eden Academy. As such, he made an effort to continue his customary patrols around campus grounds to ensure that everything was in proper and elegant condition.

Henderson paused during his rounds as he spotted a familiar couple standing outside of the main building, alongside housemaster Murdoch Swan.

The Forgers, he quickly realized.

Henderson moved swiftly, finding a hiding place within earshot around the corner of the building. It was not a particularly regal action, he knew, but the teacher was curious as to how the Forgers would handle Swan this time.

“What brings you here?” he heard Swan sneer.

“We’re dropping off documents for our daughter’s enrollment,” came Mr Forger’s calm response.

“Oh, your daughter. The one who cried at the littlest thing—truly, a disgrace to Eden Academy.”

Henderson glanced around the corner at those words. He saw the way Ms Forger’s hands clenched and unclenched into fists, yet she remained silent. It had become increasingly obvious to Henderson that Swan was simply trying to rile up the couple as he prattled off more rude remarks—most likely in an attempt to cause a big enough scene to justify rescinding their daughter’s acceptance into the academy.

How inelegant.

The Forgers, however, seemed to be taking his comments in stride. They evidently had enough elegance to pick up on Swan’s scheming.

“And Ms Forger, it must be so difficult knowing that your daughter will always prefer her first mother over you,” Swan continued, his voice dripping in contempt. “The way she still cries over her.”

Henderson felt the sudden urge to punch Swan in the face once more.

“Master Swan,” Mr Forger cut in, steely, “we really must be on our way.”

Swan ignored his interjection, choosing to direct his attention to his wife instead. “Does your husband prefer her as well? He won’t even hold your hand—won’t even kiss you, will he?”

Swan laughed, a harsh sound.

“It’s really none of your business,” Ms Forger gritted out.

He laughed again. “Why won’t he just kiss you then? Then I won’t make it any more of my business.”

At that, Mr Forger took a step closer to his wife. His arm moved and he cupped her cheek with his right hand, then tilted her chin up towards him. He leaned in, close.

Henderson couldn’t stop the scandalized gasp that escaped his lips. Such a public display of affection, on school grounds? How inelegant!

Surely he couldn’t be wrong about the Forgers. They had proved themselves wonderfully on the day of their application interview, after all. He was willing to watch this through to the end, to give them the benefit of the doubt yet again. Surely they wouldn’t disappoint.

When Mr Forger pulled back, he raised his hand to display something. A handkerchief, Henderson quickly deduced. On it, a streak of ruby red marked the pure white of the fabric.

“Sorry, Yor, I had noticed that your lipstick smudged,” he apologized, tone soft. He elegantly pocketed the handkerchief, then turned to face Swan once again.

Though he couldn’t see his face clearly, Henderson was almost certain Mr Forger was shooting daggers at Swan with his eyes. His voice was cold as he stated, “I have no obligation to make my wife uncomfortable to appease you.”

Swan sputtered indignantly in response.

“Now, we really must be going.” Mr Forger ended the conversation there, grabbing his wife’s hand as they swiftly walked away.

Henderson couldn’t help the smile that formed on his lips as he watched the couple depart.

Truly, the Forgers were the embodiment of elegance.

0010

If there was one thing that Yuri was certain about his sister, it was that she deserved the world. And so much more, to be completely honest.

She had, after all, done everything for him when they were children. She had worked hard to maintain normality in their fragmented family after everything had fallen apart. She picked up the pieces when they had nothing more than each other and their broken smiles. She was, frankly, everything he had, the only person who could still allow him to feel something as simplistic as childish joy—something he had since long thrown away for her.

Loid Forger, Yuri pointedly decided, was not the world. Sure, the man seemed to be smart, well-articulated, and well put together. Sure, he was also a talented cook, and he probably made a good amount of money too based off of their living space, and perhaps he was devilishly handsome as well (in a completely objective way; Yuri was objective like that)—but he was not good enough for Yor.

Yuri couldn’t help glaring at his sister’s husband as he sat in the living room of their shared home, nursing a bottle of wine. He was here to evaluate the man’s worthiness; likely a fruitless endeavor, because he settled on his conclusion within seconds.

His sister was incredibly kind and despite her monstrous strength, a delicate woman! She deserved someone who would look after and protect her, someone who had her best interests in mind, someone who would move heaven and earth for her. Loid struck him more as the type who would move just one or the other, not both. In his completely objective opinion.

Drunkenly, he demanded to see some intimacy between the couple, to prove that it was real. To prove that she was really, truly happy. It made perfect sense in his inebriated stupor.

Yuri quietly observed as the two sat near each other, whispering soft words to one another. They leaned in, their faces moving in for a kiss. Their lips were close, almost touching. He was filled with dread as he watched his sister—his family—being taken away from him in front of his very eyes.

He wasn’t ready, he realized. He was still just a little boy in a broken home clinging so dearly to his older sister

But the fact that she had been so clearly smitten with her husband, hurtling her own brother across their living room as he darted forward to pull them apart, just so she could kiss Loid, had his own world turning upside down. It became apparent that he hadn’t properly considered the extent of Yor’s feelings.

Maybe he wasn’t ready yet, but she was.

Nobody would be good enough for his sister, he knew.

He tainted his hands in blood for her, after all; gave up a life of innocence for her to live one of normalcy and happiness following their crooked childhood.

Maybe if Loid could give her even a semblance of the happy family that they were, that she so deserved, he would allow it.

Until then, he would continue to dye himself in red to protect her everyday life.

0011

“And that was all I was able to figure out, given the timing,” Frankie stated. Twilight was quiet, a contemplative look on his face. As they stood together in silence, outside a cafe in the city’s core downtown, the everyday bustle of the lunchtime rush continued around them. Sometimes it was easiest to hide in the open, when you could see everyone yet no one at the same time.

“Man, I thought you’d be more concerned, to be honest,” Frankie eventually remarked.

“Give me a moment. I’m just thinking. They’ve been stretching me thin with all this work lately, but I couldn’t turn down this project either,” Twilight answered. “Have you considered looking into—”

“—Loid?” a familiar voice interrupted. The two men stopped and turned towards the sound of the voice.

Frankie saw the way his friend’s entire posture flipped in a second and how his mouth quirked upwards into a fake smile at the sight of his fake wife. As expected of a high-class agent like Twilight.

“Hello, Yor,” Twilight greeted. “I wasn’t expecting to see you around here.”

“I was just passing by; my boss sent me on an errand,” she explained, an amicable (genuine, Frankie noted) smile on her face. She turned to Frankie next, the smile still on her lips. “Thank you for always lending us a hand with Anya.”

He cracked a grin. “No worries. Loid’s one of my best friends; I’m more than happy to lend him a helping hand. And Anya’s a lovely little girl too, so it’s always a pleasure.”

Twilight wasn’t the only one who could pull off a fake persona at the drop of a hat, he mused to himself.

“I’m happy to hear that,” Yor beamed. “Anyway, it was good seeing you again, but I should probably get going now.”

Twilight tipped his hat at her and Frankie noticed him say something, but he didn't hear what. Then he saw her lean in close, so close it almost looked like a kiss—until she turned her face away at the last second and instead, whispered something in her fake husband’s ear. Her own ears were flushed red as she pulled away and bid them both a quick goodbye before hurrying off.

Once she was out of earshot, Frankie turned to look at Twilight, an eyebrow raised questioningly as he asked, “What was all that about?”

“She told me that she likes cheese,” he deadpanned, evidently unfazed by her impromptu declaration.

“How romantic,” he snorted. “That was a terrible attempt at a goodbye kiss.”

“I suspect she’s become more conscious about how we’re perceived as a married couple due to some recent events, but actions like these aren’t necessary. Not that we need to prove anything to you, anyway.” He frowned. “Besides, I’m not trying to bring feelings into this—”

“You never do,” Frankie interjected.

“—But she might.”

He blinked. “And why would you care if she does?”

The spy took a second longer to reply than usual, but it was still a noticeable enough second for Frankie—”I don’t.”

“Oh, that’s a cold way to treat your wife,” he said wryly, then straightened up. “Well, that’s how it should be anyway—but just a heads up, acting like shy schoolkids as a supposedly married couple doesn’t do much for you guys.”

“I’m well aware, but she’s not trained for this.” Twilight let out a sigh; Frankie knew that partnering up with outsiders had been a pain point for the agent since the very start of the mission.

“Then is it really so bad if she feels something a little real for you? Isn’t that good for the story?” he inquired. “That’s how it’s always been for your other… ‘relationships.’”

“… No, you’re right; it’s all one-sided. It normally wouldn’t be a problem.” He raised a hand to his chin, a thoughtful expression on his face. “It’d certainly be more convincing, at the very least.”

Normally, Frankie wanted to repeat, but didn't.

He let out a sigh, reaching out to place a hand on Twilight’s shoulder. The agent moved, shrugging him off almost immediately. Frankie continued, “Well, you can’t say I didn’t say anything.”

“I know what I’m doing and how to approach this,” Twilight said, voice steely, “and I’ll see this through to the very end.”

“I’m not doubting your capabilities, y’know,” Frankie replied, and left it at that.

Yet there was a part of him that still wondered.

0100

Yor entered the apartment at four in the morning as quietly as she could. She was thankful for the fact that she and Loid had separate bedrooms; it made slipping in and out of their home during the night so much easier for her job.

She tiptoed through the living room but abruptly stopped once she noticed Loid, fast asleep on their couch. She frowned.

Long hours again with his patients, she realized, belatedly remembering that he had yet to return home by the time she left for her own work—belatedly remembering how she had tucked Anya into bed earlier that evening and assured her that Loid would be back soon.

Again, it made things so much easier for her like this.

Still, she couldn’t help but admire how hard he worked for his clients—for Anya. It reminded her a bit of herself when she was younger, working herself to literal bone and blood for Yuri.

Her feet moved on their own, leading her further into the living room until she was squatted next to her sleeping partner. She watched the soft rise and fall of his chest, listened to his quiet breaths. He must have been exhausted if he couldn’t even make it to his bedroom. Their couch wasn’t nearly long enough for him to be comfortable; his feet were propped up awkwardly at the other end, and that atrocious sleeping posture would probably lead to a sore neck in the morning.

In the silence of the night, Yor found herself studying his features. It wasn’t often she had this opportunity; after all, their entire marriage wasn’t real. There was no reason to ever get so personal like this, not unless they were keeping up appearances in public.

There were bags under his eyes and his hair was unkempt, she noted, nothing like how it usually was during the day. He was fatigued, no doubt about it. Despite everything, Yor found herself smiling.

He was a good father to Anya. He worked tirelessly for his daughter, she could tell.

Yor wanted to do her best for Anya, too. She knew how hard it could be to lose a mother—to have a family of just one other. Even if it was for only a while, she wanted to give Anya a happy family. She wanted Anya to live the happy, normal life she never really had; the happy, normal life she worked so hard to give to Yuri.

A happy family with a happily in love mother and father.

She shifted slightly, her head tilting forward.

Loid stirred in his sleep then and she felt her breath catch in her throat.

Suddenly, she was acutely aware of how close she had gotten to him. She felt her face warm as she swiftly pulled away, almost stumbling on her feet.

Oh, no.

No, no, no.

She was tired too—tired because it was four in the morning, tired because she just expended all of her energy on her latest assignment. She evidently wasn’t thinking clearly, and she definitely hadn’t just been leaning in to leave a kiss on his lips, not while he was asleep. And if she had been, it was only because she was tired from work!

Yor straightened her back.

Right. Her mission was done. She needed to go clean up now, needed to scrub off the dried blood from her hands before the sun rose. She hurried to her bedroom, quickly discarded her bloodied clothes and washed up before crawling into bed.

She tried not to dwell too much on what had almost just happened, tried not to think about what it would have felt like.

It wasn’t long until her exhaustion took over and she drifted to sleep, dreaming of a simple happy family.

0101

“Thanks for coming again, Loid,” said Yor as the couple walked into her latest corporate party.

“Of course,” was his simple reply.

“Honestly, it’s not like Yuri is watching over us this time, so I don’t think you needed to come for this one,” she murmured, voice low.

“If I hadn’t come, people would talk,” he answered in a similarly low tone. “They’d ask questions.”

Yor pursed her lips in contemplation. “Well, it’s probably fine for you to miss out on one or two of these parties. You’ve been pulling long hours at work, after all.”

“These aren’t frequent enough that it’d be something to worry about,” he dismissed with a wave of his hand, briefly recalling the first work party they had attended together as part of their original arrangement. “It’s better to just avoid any questions outright if we can. It was my slip up in the first place, after all.”

She let out a light laugh. “I guess you’re right. You’ve really thought this through, Loid.”

He blinked. “Of course I have. Besides, it’s only fair I keep up my end of our agreement. You spend more time with Anya than I do at these kinds of events.”

He didn’t want a repeat of what had occurred with Yuri. No more questions, just a perfect couple. A perfect family.

“I like spending time with Anya,” she hummed.

His lips quirked upwards into a small smile. “Well, I’m glad to hear that.”

“Anyway, let’s try to enjoy ourselves!” Yor beamed. The couple made their way around the party, exchanging greetings with each of Yor’s coworkers. Simple small talk was shared, and Twilight spoke vaguely of work as a psychiatrist. When Camilla arrived, she threw around a few pointed remarks before trotting off with her boyfriend in a huff. Time passed quickly despite all of the mundane conversations; he was accustomed to attending meaningless parties for the sake of his missions.

With the party now in full swing, Twilight made note of how the dance floor was filling up. Upon inspection, it appeared to be occupied primarily by couples in romantic relationships—so the next move was clear.

“Yor, would you like to dance?” he asked, holding up his hand to her.

A light blush dusted her cheeks at the suggestion. Still, she grasped his hand in hers. “I’m not much of a dancer, though.”

Twilight politely excused themselves from the small group of partygoers they had been speaking to. He offered Yor a reassuring smile as he led her onto the dance floor, saying, “Just follow my lead.”

She nodded and gave him an unsure smile of her own in return.

She was surprisingly good on her feet, however, able to match each of his steps. He, of course, had perfected multiple types of ballroom dancing over the years—from the waltz to the foxtrot to the quickstep. A good leader was key to ballroom dancing, but it was still imperative that the partner could skillfully follow.

Yor did as much, following every move with precision throughout the entire song.

On the final beat, Twilight leaned in close, his cheek pressed next to hers. He could feel her breath on his neck, warm.

This was when he would normally sweep his date off their feet, seduce them away into the quiet of the night and whisper sweet nothings into their ear until they started whispering everything—secrets, speculations, carefully concealed truths.

But this was Yor—his partner, unlike every other woman he used as a necessary pawn—so instead, he strategically angled their faces in such a way that he knew would make it look as though they were kissing. Yor let out a squeak as he shifted their posture, but still maintained the position.

After counting to five, they separated.

Twilight flashed her his most perfect smile—people were watching, after all—and she mumbled something incoherent in response, her face still glowing a soft pink.

He thought back to Frankie, thought about feelings. What feelings? There was nothing to worry about.

He was an expert.

And Yor was—

“—Wow,” she breathed, “wow. You’re a really good dancer, Loid.”

He shrugged his shoulders. “The waltz isn’t very difficult.”

“Still! It was impressive,” she reiterated. As if to prove her point, a coworker approached the two to compliment them on their dance. Soon they were dragged into another group conversation, and the rest of the night continued without a hitch.

Another successful task accomplished, Twilight concluded as they left the venue together, arm in arm; they were the perfect couple.

0110

“Becky told me that boys have cooties,” Anya declared as she and Yor sat at the dinner table, waiting for Loid to finish plating. Loid had pointedly removed Yor from any and all duties pertaining to dinner despite her protests and sulking, citing her most recent kitchen disaster as reason enough.

Loid let out a noncommittal grunt in response as he moved all of the food onto the table.

“She said that boys are stinky, too,” Anya continued as Loid pulled up a seat next to her and across from Yor. “Mama, is that why you don’t wanna kiss Papa? Because he’s stinky? Cooties?”

He coughed.

“Eh? Oh, no. No, Papa isn’t stinky!” Yor waved her hands around animatedly as though that somehow helped her point. Loid gave her a weary look.

Anya made a face. “Well, Papa and Mama still haven’t kissed yet! Is it cooties, then?”

“No, Anya, it’s not cooties.” He sighed.

“That’s what someone with cooties would say,” she huffed.

Yor let out a soft laugh and he sighed again.

“I’m not gonna do my homework until Papa and Mama kiss!” Anya suddenly exclaimed.

At that proclamation, something seemed to switch on within Loid. His back straightened and it was almost as though he was on high alert. “Anya. Anya, you need to do your homework. If you don’t, you’ll fall behind in class. We can’t have you falling behind in class, Anya.”

She pouted in response and defiantly shook her head.

“Anya,” he started, voice stern.

Yor coughed into her fist then, drawing his attention.

Her voice was low as she asked, “Well, should we…? I mean, it’s important for Anya to do her work. And it’s just… just a kiss. It’s something we should be able to do.”

Her cheeks flushed at the very suggestion.

He frowned. “We shouldn’t spoil her by following through with these kinds of silly demands.”

Yor paused as though she wanted to say something about his remark. She didn’t.

Eventually, she spoke, “You’re right. But Anya’s really pouting there.”

She tilted her head to the little girl in question, her cheeks puffed in rebellion.

“She can pout as much as she wants, but we don’t need to do this. She’ll drop it eventually, like she always does,” he reiterated.

A pause. His brow furrowed as though he was deep in thought. “Probably.”

He looked back at Anya then and saw her reaching across the table, her hands gesturing towards him.

“It’s rude to have your arms on the table, Anya,” he instinctively reprimanded.

“But this is important, Papa,” she stated confidently. She clenched and unclenched her hands in an opening motion, trying to get Loid to do the same. He eventually complied, opening up his fist. On his palm, Anya confidently traced the shape of a circle, then pressed her index finger into his skin a couple of times over.

“There, now you’re safe! Becky taught me how to do a cootie shoot, too. So Mama doesn’t need to worry anymore.” She pulled back, looking especially proud of herself.

“Wow, Anya! That’s amazing!” Yor clapped her hands together in praise.

She beamed, “Now Mama and Papa can kiss.”

Loid let out another sigh. He opened his mouth to speak again, but was promptly interrupted by a familiar theme song blaring loudly from the television in the living room. Anya whipped her head around at the sound, her eyes wide.

“Anya, you haven’t eaten dinner yet,” Loid reminded, his tone exasperated.

“Nooo, I don’t want to miss Spy Wars,” she whined in response.

He gave her a look.

“I’ll do my homework, Papa, I promise! After Spy Wars!”

Again, something seemed to switch on within Loid. He stood up from his seat then and moved to scoop Anya up into his arms. “Only for tonight. Then you’re doing your homework after dinner. No complaints, and no more cootie shots.”

“Promise!” Anya nodded her head rapidly, all worries about cooties and stinky boys suddenly forgotten.

He exchanged a glance with Yor then; she smiled knowingly.

Loid sighed for the umpteenth time that evening as he headed into the living room with Anya.

After Spy Wars, dinner, and another valiant attempt at fractions, Anya was tucked snugly into bed.

Standing in the hallway, their home felt a lot quieter now that Anya was asleep. Sometimes she truly felt like the life of their makeshift family, loud and playful and full of energy.

But the quiet was important, too. They needed their rest—deserved it, given how hectic it had been earlier in the evening.

Loid opened his mouth then, ready to wish Yor a good night.

“I don’t think you’re stinky, Loid,” Yor suddenly declared before he could speak.

He closed his mouth. Opened it again. “I don’t think you’re stinky either?”

“Good! I mean, thank you! I mean, that’s not what I actually mean!” she exclaimed.

He cocked an eyebrow. “What are you talking about, Yor?”

“I… I don’t think you’re stinky, and I don’t think you have cooties either,” she repeated.

He nodded his head, encouraging her to continue.

“So, this is…,” she trailed off, her cheeks warming. “This is… just how it is.”

She took a step closer, then another, until they stood almost touching.

“Yor, I really don’t know what you—”

Grabbing the collar of his shirt, she pulled him down towards her. Her mouth pressed against his, a gentle, brief kiss. Her lips were soft and she smelled sweet, Loid noticed with startling realization. His hand twitched, almost moving to rest on her hip until he consciously stopped himself.

Releasing her grip on his shirt, she took a step back. Her face was completely red and her eyes were directed at the floor with sudden interest.

He blinked once, twice.

Before he could say a word, Yor stuttered a high-pitched “good night!” and abruptly rushed into her bedroom, slamming the door behind her with almost enough force to rip it off its hinges.

He stood there.

Looked at her bedroom door, then his.

Stood a bit longer.

The hardwood under his feet felt different as he eventually made his way into his own room.

That night as he laid in bed, he speculated over the 28 possible explanations for her actions.

#spy x family #spyxfamily #agent twilight #loid forger #yor briar #fanfic #finally finished after months in wip #fake fam real feels

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