#goonies gang here

[hellfire-wren]

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

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

part two

part three 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“JUST CALL ME UNCLE DUSTY!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#eddie munson #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson could get it any day

[unfinshedsentec]

I miss manila mikey so may I request him teaching f!reader to shoot a gun, but reader is so out of focus because mikey is so close, hands touching, and reader can smell his sweet scent combination of taiyakis and baby cologne, she’s feelin dizzy & too tempted to hug him

Hey love! Thank you so much for requesting! It’s Mikey’s birthday so I figured, what better time to write this than now?

Hope you enjoy!

HUGS AND GUNS—MANJIRO SANO

happy birthday to Mikey! I love him but he makes me sad…oh well, here’s fluff for his birthday <3

reader is gender neutral!

character pairing: manjiro sano x reader

tw: cursing and mentions of guns/shooting

MONDAY, AUGUST 1ST, 8:00 AM

The morning was particularly cold for a summer morning. Although the morning sun shined over Tokyo, you shivered. Even your jacket wasn’t enough to keep you warm. Casually, you leaned into your boyfriend as he led you into one of the many buildings he owned.

“How much longer, Mikey?”, you quietly asked, wanting to escape the cold.

“Just a couple more minutes” he replied, rubbing your shoulders. Carefully, he held onto his gun, making sure it was in a safe place. You couldn’t help but feel some sort’ve anxiety to be the one to hold that very handgun.

You had to admit, you never thought you’d be someone to be in a place to have to learn to use a gun. The dammed things were illegal in Japan, and you, being a normal citizen of Japan, just never looked in a gun’s direction. That and you were never put in a place where you even thought about using one.

But then, you met your boyfriend, Mikey.

Mikey is dangerous man. He’s the leader of one of the most, if not the most dangerous gang in Japan. Naturally, he gets into some pretty nasty situations, and has done some pretty bad stuff. But no matter how terrible he is, he’s the person you love. Your past self might look down on you for loving someone like him, but you don’t care. You love him, and he loves you all. That’s all that matters.

Unfortunately, loving him has consequences. Namely, his enemies.

Ever since you and Mikey became serious, a lot of his enemies started targeting you. They’d aim to hurt, kidnap, and even kill you…all to get to Mikey and Toman as a whole. Luckily, you’ve had Mikey’s or his goonies protection when enemies attack, so you were safe. But that won’t always be the case. They could strike when you least expect it. Therefore, you had to learn to protect yourself.

And what better way than to learn how to use a gun?

Now, you’re here, following Mikey into a quite building, holding your own gun. It was a strange feeling to hold a gun in your hands. And to be honest, a part of you was anxious knowing what you could do with it. But you knew Mikey would teach you how to use it and how to use it right, and you’d be just fine.

Plus, you had to admit, you were a little excited to get some one-on-one time with Mikey.

“Y/n?” Mikey said, snapping you out of your thoughts. The heat of the warm building flowed onto you, allowing a sigh to come from your mouth. You couldn’t be happier to be inside.

“Hmmm?”, you hummed, looking in his direction.

“You ready?”

You looked at Mikey for second and noticed the hint of worry in his eyes. Even he was hesitant about this, but you do what you have to do.

“As ready as I’ll ever be”

“Good”, he replied, taking some Taiyaki out of his pocket. “Let’s gear up then”

Silently, you followed Mikey to some gear that was left out. It wasn’t much, just some eye and ear protection, but it was a precaution Mikey wanted you to take. Not that you minded. You’d do anything to stay safe. Mikey on the other hand, only put on the glasses. He didn’t need the protection quite as much. You had to admit though, he looked really good with them on.

In fact, Mikey in general looked really good that day. Since he too had just woken up, his black hair was still a bit of ruffled mess. His eyes were droopy, and his voice was raspy from being tired. That morning he threw something quick and easy on, so he walked out the door with his usual tank top and joggers, forgetting his button up. You weren’t complaining though, the tank top really showed off his muscular arms. And as he walked over to you and placed his hand on your back, you couldn’t help but blush.

He looked really good that day.

Unfortunately, he was only leading you towards the shooting range; much to your disappointment.

“You ready?”, he whispered, his voice still husky.

“I suppose so”

“Alright”, he sighed, running his fingers though his hair. “Let’s go over some things first.”

For the next few minutes, Mikey explained the process of shooting, and what it would feel like. He told you what to expect and reassured you would absolutely be fine with him there. Intently you listened but you had to admit, you couldn’t help but get silently distracted by how good your boyfriend looked. The way his hair fell slightly of his place on his forehead just made you melt.

“Let’s give this thing a shot now”, Mikey said, finishing his explanation. Shakily, you nodded your head and faced the wall. Step-by step, he told you how to pred the gun and load it. And luckily, you were doing great! You managed to do everything fine! You looked over at Mikey, only to see a proud smile on his face, and slowly you became more confident.

That was until you were actually shooting. You couldn’t help but still feel nervous. And as you pointed to gun at the target in front of you, that became apparent. A cold sweat dropped down on your face as you began attempting to focus, when suddenly, you felt a warm hand on your waist.

Mikey’s body pressed against yours as he placed his hands over yours. The scent of his cologne and Taiyaki filled the air, and instantly, your focus went away. The way his hair just barely fell over his eyes, and the way you could feel his muscles pressed against you made you dizzy. The focused look on his face only made him look even better, so much so that you could feel your own focus slip away.

“Just relax”, he huskily whispered in your ear. Slowly he laid his finger over top yours on the trigger and began putting pressure on it. When he noticed you weren’t responding, he took a glance at you. Instantly, your eyes snapped away, and a bright blush formed your face. Once again, you tried focusing on the target. But your nerves just wouldn’t let it happen. You couldn’t help but look back at Mikey and lean into him.

As you looked at him, you realized how much you just wanted a hug from him. This was all overwhelming, and you wanted nothing more than to be in his arms. You wanted to bury your head into the crook of his neck and let all the stress slip away. But you were determined. You were going to shoot this, and then you were going to hug Mikey whether he wanted to or not.

“Are we gonna shoot or what?” you whispered, looking at the target determined. You had to admit, as dazed as Mikey was making you, he definitely made you more relaxed. Though, you were most definitely fighting against the urge to look back at Mikey and tightly wrap you arms around him.

Mikey grinned, before adding more pressure to the trigger. “Let’s get this show on the road then”

Then, you felt a surprising amount of pressure and an unimaginable loud bang. A shock came back and hit your hand, and surprisingly, you felt yourself flinch. But other than that, you felt exhilarated. Excitedly you looked back at Mikey with a big smile, only to see the proudest look on his face.

“I DID IT!” you yelled, finally leaping into Mikey’s arms. Mikey, although slightly taken back, gladly hugged you. His arms tightly wrapped around you as he rested his head on top of yours. You buried your head in the crook of his neck and relaxed into the touch you longed for so much.

“You sure did”

You couldn’t help but laugh from excitement. Sure, this was shooting a gun, but still it was exciting. It gave you a feeling like no other. And shockingly, you found yourself looking forward to giving it another shot. But not right now. Right now, all you cared about was being in Mikey’s arms, inhaling his scent and leaning into his warmth. And trust me, nothing made you happier than to stay in his arms for the next few hours, just talking.

This man really is your savior, whether he realizes it or not.

masterlist || reblogs are very appreciated <3

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[jesus-in-the-womb]

B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets || Steve Harrington<3

Steve Harrington x fem!reader

Word count: 3.9k

Summary: You've been bestfriends with Steve Harrington for years, last summer you finally realized that you were madly in love with the man. Upon meeting his friend Robin, you wallow in the fact that Steve will never be yours. Or will he?

Warnings: Fluffy fluff! Slight angst if you squint, friends to lovers, Steve and !reader are idiots, Robin is literally cupid, pining!

“Stevie, come on!” you whined, following the taller man through the glass doors to his new job.

“Listen, Sweets, all I’m saying is that maybe the kid’s got a thing for you.” Steve casually mentioned this, as if you hadn’t been pining for him the day he beat the living hell out of Billy Hargrove in front of you and the rest of the Scooby gang. You and the Harrington boy had been friends for as long as you can remember, growing closer with the impending doom Hawkins had forced into your life three summers ago. But, up until last summer, you had thought that the feelings you had felt for the boy were simply platonic. Boy, were you wrong.

“Oh my god, Harrington. He’s like 15, I don’t give a shit if he has the hots for me. It’s gross and morally wrong.” You followed him to the counter, watching his arms flex as he hopped over.

He held his hands up in defense, “If y’say so.”He eyed you cautiously, a warmth filling his chest as you scrunched your face up in annoyance, huffing out complaints in a ramble. Steve couldn’t explain it, let alone admit it. But, you did things to him no one else had. Of course, Nancy Wheeler had flipped him upside down and hung him out to dry, but you were different. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to better himself for you, it was just that you made him feel like every part of him was perfect. He didn’t feel the need to be someone else around you, he could wholeheartedly be himself when he was near you.

His thoughts were interrupted by a familiar bouncy blonde shouting for him in one of the back rooms, “Steve! Get back here and help me sort these weird pornos!” When he didn’t answer, she came bounding out, a stack of adult films threatening to fall from her arms as she bounded towards the pair. “What the hell are you doing? Oh, hi there. I’m Robin, you must be the infamous best friend.” she stretched her arm out towards your form, palm facing you in a friendly gesture.

You couldn’t deny the sharp pinch to your heart, chest pulling tight at her model-like features. It was blatant how beautiful she was; raspy voice, long legs, spazzy personality, and a blinding set of nearly perfect teeth. You were uncomfortable, to say the least. The way Steve’s features light up into a stupid grin as he wrapped his arm around her shoulder, not bothering to turn and look at you.You ignored her outstretched hand, instead sending a tight-lipped smile her way before stuffing your hands in your pockets. Robin’s expression faltered, picking up on your discomfort. Before she could ask if she had said something wrong, Steve spoke.

“Oh hey, Robin. Wanna come with me and Y/N tonight? We’re going to the movies! The Goonies!” You froze, heart dropping as he invited her to your ritual movie night. Albeit, this was a more public version; ditching Steve’s comfy couch for itchy theater seats, you couldn’t help but dread her answer, secretly praying she would say no.Not noticing your obvious disputation, she happily agreed, voicing that she’d been wanting to see the movie for quite some time. You couldn’t find the strength to protest that it was a night solely for you and Steve, so you chose to just escape. “I should get going, I have homework,” you spoke quickly, feet moving you out the door to the parking lot. You’d just barely made it out of the store before you hear your best friend calling out to you in suspicion.

“Y/N… It’s summer weirdo.” You ignored him, hoping he’s chalk it up to you not being within hearing distance. Tonight was going to be hell.

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"Can I get a small popcorn and soda please?” You asked, pulling the sleeves of your top further down to cover your trembling hands. Steve stood close behind you, his strong cologne seeping into your scent and shooting a flush through your cheeks at the pleasant smell.

“What? We always share a large.” Steve spoke incredulously, as if you ordering singular items was heart-wrenching to hear.“Robin’s coming, I’m not gonna force her to eat on her own while you and I share. That’s weird,” you replied with a shrug. Your shirt slid up just barely, your bare torso put on show by the action. Steve couldn’t help but watch as your smooth skin was exposed, wishing he could place his large palm against your warm skin and squeeze your waist.

“Oh, y-yeah.” He took a step back, standing to the side dejectedly.It didn’t take long for the girl to show up, walking into the theater lobby with a smile on her face and an adorable outfit that honestly may have been better than yours. She marched over to the two of you, pulling Steve into a hug before turning to wave at you. You couldn’t help but replay the embrace in your mind, slowly beginning to grow angry as you remember the way Steve wrapped his arms around her waist tightly, slightly picking her slim form up off the floor.

“You ready to go see the goonies, goonies?” Steve joked, he and Robin walking ahead of you towards the showing room, leaving you to glower from behind. How could your best friend not see the agony you were in, watching him flirt with a girl that was too pretty for her own good.The three of you walked into the dark room, fellow patrons sitting in the seats and filling the majority of the theater room. To your luck there were three seats open, but not in the way you wished. At the end of one aisle, there were two open spots, and one open at the aisle across, causing your heart to drop. Steve sat down first, looking up at Robin and patting the seat next to him, your stomach churning in dread. You said nothing as you moved to the single seat, sitting next to an elderly woman and her husband with a tight smile. With a glance, you looked over to see your best friend goofing off with this new girl. You didn’t know if you could handle watching them flirt, pain pulling at your heart strings. It was bad enough that he wanted her to sit by him and not you. Did he really have to rub it in by flinging his arm around her shoulder and pulling her close to tell her a joke. She laughed with her chest, face turning red before she glanced up at you.

“So, Y/N. How do you know the infamous ‘King Steve’?” she smiled brightly at you. It took everything it had in you to be polite, this girl had done nothing to you. Why was it so hard for you to accept her friendly advances? Maybe it was because she was openly flirting with the possible love of your life.“Um, through mutual friends,” you lied through your teeth, both you and Steve confused as to why you chose to fib, “I need to use the restroom, I’ll be back.” You stood abruptly, causing your popcorn to spill, but you could honestly care less. Your brain was moving faster than your feet, thoughts swirling in your mind and plaguing your soul with hurt and suffering. How did you plan to endure this movie, how could you sit and watch as the two would most likely swap spit. You made it into the bathroom, rushing into a stall and locking the door. You ignored the disgust in you as you sat down on the toilet, putting your head into your hands and letting out a quiet sob.

Steve was one of the few people in this small town that made you constantly feel welcome and always made sure to check if you were comfortable in any situation. The second this Robin girl arrived, it was as if he had completely forgotten about you. To be fair, Robin was a sweet girl, and you couldn’t find it within your heart to hate her, nor Steve. You felt like throwing up, the thought of watching them get together and grow as a couple made you nauseous.

You didn’t hear the door to the bathroom open, nor did you hear the soft pads of converse clad feet, “Y/N, are you okay?” You instantly straightend your posture, wiping your tears and looking through the cracks at the bottom of the stall doors to make sure you weren’t losing your mind and talking to a figment of your imagination. You were met with Robin’s shoes, the slightly dirty tips gawking up at you as she knocked her fist softly against the stall door.

“I’m okay, Robin. Thanks for checking up on me.” You stood at that, wiping your tears once more before unlocking the door and slowly pulling it open. The taller girl looked down towards you, her features laced with concern and confusion.

“What happened? Did someone say something to you? Who are they?” you couldn’t help but chuckle softly at her kind words, her serious expression warming your heart a bit before tearing it altogether.

“It’s nothing, we can go back. I’m sure Steve is wondering where you are.” you spoke, catching Robin of guard with your choice of words.

“Actually, Steve’s outside the bathroom door pacing,” you eyebrows pinched together in confusion as she lightly smirked in understanding, “he is so whipped for you Y/N, I’m surprised you can’t see it.”

You shook your head of the thought of Steve reciprocating your feelings, your heart pulling itself back together, “I’m sure Steve is just worried that I might upset you, he really likes you Robin. I can tell.” you could feel the bile rise in your throat, your own thoughts sickening you the second you voiced them aloud.

The blonde girl’s laugh echoed throughout the bathroom, shocking you with how insane she looked as she bent over and wheezed. To say you were confused was an understatement. What the hell was so funny about being liked by Steve harrington? If it were you in her place, you’d be jumping with joy and pumping your fists through the air. She finally calmed down, placing her hands on your shoulders with a giggle. Her bright eyes bore into your own, staring you down with an urgency you could place almost immediately.

“For one, Steve gives me the ick. So, you don’t have to worry about me liking him. If anything he should worry about me trying to snatch you up,” her words caused your eyes to widen, your jaw going slack as the blonde confidently came out to you. She chuckled at your reaction, pulling you into a quick hug in hopes to calm your nerves, “and secondly, I don’t think you relise how head over heels ‘King Steve’ is for you.” at this, you all but fainted.No way in hell did Steve mother f-ing Harrington, like you the way you liked him. You couldn’t wrap your mind around this new information, all though you gladly welcomed it as she all but spoon fed you your fantasies. “He… He like likes me?” your innocent gaze proved to Robin that you had no idea how in love the Harrington boy was, her body going ridgid with your oblviousness.

“Dude, with how much he gushes about you at work; even when we worked at scoops mind you, I’m surprised he hasn’t made me throw up. It’s like a soppy version of 16 candles, and I’m in love with Molly Ringwald.” her unnecessary admission to her crush on the famous redhead caused you to chuckle. “I’m stupid, aren’t I?” you questioned, tears in your eyes as you looked up at the girl. She shook her head, laughing softly at your adorable, yet slightly red cheeks, “No, he’s the idiot. The amount of times that he’s unknowingly told me that he loves you, yet never made a move, proves to me that he’s a dingus.” she pulled your hand into hers, offering a gentle squeeze and walking towards the door, “You have an excuse ready? I’m sure you’ll be receiving an interrogation.” you laughed along with her. Robin wasn’t wrong, the second the door opened, you were nearly tackled by Steve’s much larger form, wrapping your body in a tight hug before pulling away to inspect your features.

“Y/N. What the hell happened? Are you feeling okay? I got you more popcorn since you spilled yours, is that okay? Of course, it’s okay Steve, Jesus.” you giggled softly at his ramble, pushing your body back into his, reveling in the scent of his sweet cologne as you all but smash your face into his chest. A sigh of relief left the taller boy, his hand coming up to cup the back of your head, using his other to softly rub your lower back. Robin stood to the side, gawking at how couple-like the two of you had already looked. She immediately took it back, you both were idiots. Once you had lied to Steve, claiming it was girl problems, he had begun to lead the two of you back to the showing room. Your lips pursed as you thought about how you’d have to sit on your own once again, but coming to terms with it after Robin’s honesty. What you didn’t expect, was for Robin to make a beeline for the empty seat. She sent a wink your way, shuffling around her seat to get comfortable. You weren’t the only one to catch the wink, Steve’s cheeks turning bright red and forcing him to turn his back to your front.

“Looks like you’re stuck with me Chunk.” he said with a giggle, immediately rushing to apologize when he looked back at you. You’re jaw was slack, eyes wide, taking in the fact that Steve ‘called you fat’, “w-wait no…. NO, NO NO NO. I- I didn’t mean it like that-, the character. From the movie. His name is chunk.” He was loud with his defense, causing the people around you two to bring their fingers to their lips and send aggressively loud hushes your way.You pushed him by the shoulder into his seat, laughing it off once you understood that he meant no harm by calling you that. That didn’t stop you from leaning over to the boy though, “If you ever call me Chunk again, I will rip your balls off.” At first, Robin realized why you two weren’t together. The two of you are extremely awkward around eachother when things get too intimate, and you both also say stupid shit and then realize what you say a second too late. Now, the girl could easily pick up on your dynamic. Steve was the nervous idiot, saying weird things to fill in the blanks of conversations, then explaining himself with endless apologies afterwords. You on the other hand? You played into his dorkyness, sending jokes back at him, hoping they hit harder than his. It was beyond adorable, she thought. Throughout the movie, you couldn’t stop yourself from taking quick glances at Steve, his face effortlessly handsome. Your eyes traced the moles and freckles that lingered on his neck, staring intensely at his adams apple as it bobbed with a swallow from his drink. Steve could feel your eyes burning into the side of his face, cheeks burning hot with a blush. Although he knew you were staring, he wouldn’t mention it, nor would he attempt to catch you in the act. The thought of you devouring him with your eyes was enough to make him internally squirm. He was practically fangirling over your blatantness.

“You like the movie so far?” he questioned without removing his eyes from the screen. He could feel your body tense, quickly tearing your gaze from him and back to the movie.“Uh, yea. It’s okay.”

“Just okay?” he asked, finally turning to look at you. He sucked in a breath, watching the light from the nearly blinding screen bounce around your features. He wanted to comment on how beautiful you looked, saving that thought for himself as his eyes traced the curve of your nose down to your lips.“I don’t really know what's going on.” you admitted, hoping he wouldn’t realize that it was because you were to busy constantly gawking at him. Steve knew why you didn’t know what was going on, a small smirk finding its way unto his lips. He wasn’t the only one to hear your revelation though, Robin leaning across the open space between you two to make a snarky yet friendly comment, “maybe if you watched the movie instead of Steve, you would know what's going on.” You all but shrank down into your seat, your entire body on fire with her words. Why would she call you out like that? And why the hell was Steve laughing so loud? You turned to glare at him, noticing that you were one of many in the theater to shoot him daggers. He didn’t care though, hunching over to bellow out deep chuckles. Robin joined him, the two tag teaming your pride with obnoxious laughs. It wasn’t even that damn funny. As much as they enjoyed bullying you for gawking at the tall boy, they didn’t want to get kicked out of the theater before to movie could end, so they hushed themselves to quiet whimpers of amusement before they looked back at the screen. Too late.

“I’m going to have to ask you three to leave.” a noisily voice spoke, shining a flashlight in your eyes and switching from blinding you and Steve, to Robin.“But-.” you tried.

“Out!” the three of you stood, not bothering to laugh quietly as you practically ran out of the building.“I can’t believe we just got kicked out, all because you two don’t know when to shut up.” you spoke, following Robin to her car before making your way back to Steves. “No, we got kicked out because your obviousness is hilarious.” she spoke with a wink, causing a groan to leave your lips as you softly punched at her shoulder.

“Leave her be Rob, think you’ve traumatized the girl enough, huh?” Steve commented jokingly in your defense, choosing to wrap an arm around your waist casually as he leaned against the back door of her car. This had you heating up, body finding itself tucked under Steve’s arm comfortably with a flush. “God, I’m going to vomit. Later dorks!” with that she got into her car, you and Steve stepping away to let her pull out. Setting off towards his car once she was gone.

“So, how do you like Robin?” he asked, not letting you go even as it was just the two of you, glancing down at you.“She’s cool,” you spoke looking up at him through your lashes, face flushing at how close his was to yours, “a lot cooler than you.” He pulled away from you, the loss of contact making your body go rigid in the cold night air of Hawkins. He slapped a hand over his heart mockingly, letting out a scoff before stomping past you with a small grin.

“Can’t believe my best friend likes my friend more than me.” with a shake of your head and a laugh you followed close behind him, hopping onto his back and almost sending the two of you to the concrete with it’s force.“Shut up Stevie, y’know I love you.” his hands dropped your thighs, your body sliding slowly down his back as he turned to you. Oh no, should you not have said that? You two say ‘I love you’ all the time, what was wrong with that now?

“Do you?” he asked, pulling his hands up to cup your burning cheeks, “Do you love me, Y/N?”“Of course, I love you doofus-” he cut you off with a shake of his head, pulling your body closer to his and resting his forehead against yours with open eyes. His heart out on his sleeve for you to devour if you wanted to, which he hoped you would.

“No. Do. You. Love. Me. You know what I mean, Sweets.” he spoke with pauses, hoping its effect would put you on the same wavelength as him. And it worked.“You’re my bestfriend Steve. I don’t want us to ruin anything.” he nodded in slight agreement, sighing softly before choosing to speak again.

“We won’t ruin anything. I swear you were made for me, please let this happen, we’ve been dancing around our feelings for months now. I need you to tell me, Y/N” he thumbed at your cheekbones, sending a shiver down your spind as he pulled away and looked deep into your eyes. It was now or never. You were going to admit your feelings out loud to Steve ‘the hair’ Harrington.“I love you, Steve, I think I always have.” with that, a large grin spread across his features, his eyes flickering down to your lips then back up to yours.

“I love you too, but if you don’t let me kiss you, I might go on a rampage across Hawkins.” he joked, heart warming at the slight giggle you let out.“Wouldn’t want you putting that bat to work before you really needed it, now do we? Yes, you can kiss me Steve.” you all but bounced in your place, belief not finding its way to your mind as he leaned in with a chuckle. You were going to kiss Steve.

“God you’re perfect.” he connected your lips in a soft yet urgent kiss. It was more of a peck than a kiss, pulling back to make sure you were okay.You sent him a smile, face continuing to flush. That was all he needed before he connected your lips once more, deepening the kiss with a hunger that neither you nor he could deny. One hand dropped from your cheek, snaking its way around your waist to pull you as close as he could get you, wishing your bodies could melt into one. Your hands found purchase on the nape of his neck, one sliding down to land on the pecks of his toned chest. You were kissing your best friend. Neither of you would ever admit this, but it felt like a long time coming. Hands rushed around each other's bodies and squeezed, hoping this would last forever. As cheesy as it sounds, the two of you could practically feel the figurative fireworks between your lips, tongues clashing at one point.

Less than ten minutes away, Robin Buckley sped down the streets of Hawkins back to her house. With a happy and soaring heart, she belted out the song playing on her car radio with a large grin for ultimately being a matchmaker.

“Oh, they’re so weird and they’re wonderful! Oh, Bennie, she’s really keen! She's got electric boots, a mohair suit! You know I read it in a magazine, oh!” She slapped her hands against her steering wheel, nodding her head along to the loud beat that flooded her car, “B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets!”

#steve harrington #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things #joe keery #friends to lovers #fluff #slight angst #one shot #steve the hair harrington #robin buckley #steve harrington x fem!reader #fem!reader #fanfic

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EM ‘Hey Stranger’• Chapter Fourteen - I Was Made For Loving You

Chapter summary: Summer is here, the gang go to the cinema, Nina and Eddie rescue kittens, and Eddie and Nina get more physical.

content warnings: stray animals (kittens, they get rescued! purely because I need more Eddie!CatDad content), a whole lotta fluff, smut (f!oral recieving, squirting, M!oral receiving) Our boy gets his first bj woooooo!

'I was made for loving you baby,

You were made for loving me,

And I can't get enough of you baby,

Can you get enough of me?'

I Was Made For Loving You - KISS

Friday / Hawkins High School / 4pm

Crowds of people are flooding out the doors of Hawkins High, excited for the end of exam season and the start of the summer break.

Nina: (tiredly) “Thank fuck for that.” 

Robin: [dragging her feet] “My brain has turned to sludge.” 

Steve is standing leaning on his car, waiting for Nina and Robin to appear from the gate. 

Nina: “Hey Stevie, how did the exam go?” 

Steve: (cheerfully) “All the questions I revised came up on the paper, I nailed that exam.” 

Robin: (groaning) “Lucky for some, I feel like I made up every answer on that paper.” 

Eddie appears through the doors and walks over to the group. 

Eddie: (tired) “This has been the longest semester of my life.” 

Nina: [walking over to him, cuddling into his side] “Hey Eddie.” 

Eddie: [Kissing her forehead] “Hey gorgeous. What are you guys doing tonight?” 

Steve: “I feel like we should go out and celebrate!” 

Robin: “No alcohol, I’m still hungover from last weekend.” 

Steve: (teasingly) “Not even a few sambuca shots?” [Robin gags and Nina giggles] 

Eddie: “We could go for some food?” 

Nina: (to Eddie) “Don’t you have D&D tonight?” 

Eddie: “Nah, took the night off.” 

Nancy and Jonathan walk over to join the conversation. 

Nancy: “What are we doing tonight then guys?” 

Steve: “See! It feels wrong not celebrating.” 

Nina: (joking) “We’re getting old.” 

Eddie: “We could go to the Arcade?” 

Steve: [pinching his eyebrows] “We’ve just spent the entire semester surrounded by screaming kids, the arcade is the last place I want to go.” 

Eddie pouts and Nina laughs at him, playing with his pet lip, giving him a kiss on the cheek. He blushes and smiles, pulling her under his arm. 

Nina: “Could go see a movie?” 

Steve: (sarcastically) “Cause we don’t do that enough already.” 

5pm / the Mall 

The gang are walking through the mall to the cinema. Nancy, Jonathan, Steve and Robin are walking ahead, Nina and Eddie hanging back to talk, walking with their pinky fingers linked. Eddie avoids eye contact with the shop window of the lingerie store as they walk past the shop.

Nina: [enjoying how uncomfortable Eddie is] “Something the matter, Eddie?” 

Eddie: (blushing furiously) “Nope, nothing wrong.” 

Nina: [standing in front of the shop window so Eddie has to look at her and the red underwear set behind her in the window as they talk] “Are you sure honey? You look a little… flustered.” 

Eddie: (amused, smiling) “You’re an evil woman.” [Pulling Nina away from the shop window] “And you’d look really hot in that red set.” [Nina smiled and pulls him into a quick heated kiss; not helping Eddie’s frustration] 

Nina: “Come on, we better catch up.” [Eddie groans, not wanting to stop the kiss, Nina smiled as pulls him by his arm] 

Steve: [Reading from the list of film viewings] “Stand by me?” 

Jonathan and Robin: “Yes!” 

Eddie, Nina, Nancy: “No! 

Steve: “The Breakfast Club?” 

Robin and Nancy: “Yes!” 

Jonathan, Eddie and Nina: “Nope!” “Fuck no.” “No thank you.”

Steve: (becoming annoyed) “Aliens?” 

Eddie and Nina: [at the same time] “Yes!” [They smile at each other, Eddie nudging Nina’s hip] 

Nancy, Robin and Jonathan: “No way!” “Gross, no.” 

Steve: “Dirty Dancing?” [The group looked around at each other questioningly, shrugging with indifference. Steve sighs dramatically, faking annoyance] “Dirty Dancing is our last option guys, it’s either that or The Goonies.” 

Eddie: (quietly to Nina) “I think Steve secretly wants to see the Goonies.” [Nina giggles and playfully shoves him] 

Steve: [unimpressed] “Heard that Eddie, and since nobody will decide I vote we see Dirty Dancing.” [muttering to himself] “Jesus, traded one group of kids for another.” 

Nina: (whispering to Eddie) “I think Steve secretly wants to see Patrick Swayze shirtless.” [Nina winks at Eddie and he laughs loudly, causing the group to turn and look at him funny] 

Eddie buys Nina’s raspberry and bubblegum slushie, and Nina buys their sharing popcorn. They buy their tickets and sit in their seats. The trailers play and Nina cuddles into Eddie’s bicep, her head resting on his shoulder, hand occasionally dipping into his lap to reach for some popcorn. 

Eddie yawns and puts his arm over Nina’s shoulder to which she rolls her eyes, laughing at him who is smirking adorably.

Nina: [amused, fond] “Smooth.” 

Eddie: [smiling like a dork] “I try.” 

After the film: 

The gang are walking out of the mall to the carpark. Eddie is giving Nina a piggyback, Jonathan and Nancy are walking hand in hand, Robin and Steve are bickering about the mechanics of the scene where Baby is lifted over Johnny’s head in the lake. 

Steve: (insistent) “I’m telling you Robin, I could totally lift you over my head!” 

Robin: (deadpanned) “Like hell you could, I could probably lift you however.” [everyone laughs at Robins joke] 

Steve: [determined] “Right, the next pool day we have we’re gonna do it.” 

Robin: “Bet you can’t, loser buys the drinks.” [Holding out her hand for Steve to shake] 

Steve: [smug, shaking her hand] “Deal.” 

Eddie: [looking up at Nina whose head is next to his] “Next time we go to Lovers Lake, we’re gonna try that.” 

Nina: (to Eddie, smirking) “Get some practice tries in before we besmirch the good Harrington name.” [shouting to Steve] “Hey Steve, you’ve got competition here, we’re gonna kick your ass.” 

Steve: “Damn it!” [playfully backhanding Robin’s arm] “Now we’ve got to do it. Come over tomorrow, we’ve got to practise the routine.” [Robin shoves him again, telling him to fuck off] 

Jonathan: [joining in, smirking] “Bet Nancy and I could do it before you two do.” 

Nancy: [smiling cutely] “Hell yeah!” (she high fives Jonathan) 

Steve: (whiny) “See Robin! Come on!” 

Robin: (dramatically) “Fineee! But if you dunk me under the water on purpose I won’t be held responsible for my actions.” 

Steve: [fist pumping the air] “Fuck yes. Tomorrow, mine at 12?” 

Nancy: “We’ll be there.” 

Nina: “We’ll have to miss rehearsals, Eddie and I have plans.” 

Robin: “You do?” 

Eddie: “We do?” 

Nina: (to Eddie) “We do.” [Nina looks at Robin with her eyebrow raised, Robin clicks to what Nina is telepathically signalling, Robin mouths a silent “Oh!” then nods with a smirk] “But we could on Sunday? It’ll be the last time I see you guys before I go home for a while.” 

Jonathan: “You’re going back to California?” 

Nina: “Just for a few weeks, to tie up some loose ends.” [Eddie goes quiet, Nina notices] “But I’ll be back for 4th July!” 

Nancy: “We should go to the fun fair this year! We missed it last year.” [The gang goes quieter still, contemplating the events of last summer] “Or not…” 

Eddie: [trying to recover the mood] “We should. It’ll be fun!” [Everyone looks at him weirdly] “What? Why are you looking at me like that?” 

Robin: (laughing) “It’s just weird seeing the spawn of Satan wanting to participate in fun patriotic events, that’s all.” 

Eddie: [smirking, dramatic] “Even the spawn of Satan wants to ride fairground rides and eat cotton candy sometimes.” [Nina giggles on his shoulder and presses a kiss on his cheek] 

Nancy: “We better go, it’s getting late.” [Pulling Jonathan to the car] “Night guys!” [Jonathan mumbles a “Bye” and leaves with Nancy] 

Steve: (to Nina) “Do you need a lift home too Nina?” 

Nina: (politely) “Eddie is giving me a lift home, but thank you! See you on Sunday!” 

They say their goodbyes, Nina telling Robin she’ll see her at home, and Eddie and Nina walk to Eddie’s van. 

Nina: “Wait… Eddie, do you hear that?” 

Eddie: (Confused) “Hear what? I don’t hear anything?” 

Nina: “That! Can’t you hear it?” 

Eddie: (worried) “If this is you trying to give me a wedgie again, you can forget it!”

Nina: (laughing) “I’m serious! I can hear a cat stuck or something.” 

Eddie: [dramatically] “Oh fuck, it’s finally happened, she’s gone mad.” 

Nina: “Shut up!” 

Eddie: “Alert the asylum, bring the restraints, I have a feeling she won’t go quietly!” 

Nina: (grinning) “You’re such a dick.” [quieter now, listening] “I can hear a cat somewhere. Come help me find it.” 

They search the alley behind the Mall with no success. They walk back towards the car.

Eddie: [smirking] “I’m telling you babe, you’ve lost the plot.” 

Nina: [confused] “I was so sure I heard a cat meow. Oh well.” 

Eddie: “That’s how it starts, then you’ll start seeing dark clouds and a seven foot tall dude with no nose who's sending his demon bats to eat you alive.” [Nina looks at him confused] “True story.” 

Nina: [laughing] “You’re so weird.” 

Eddie: [smiling] “You wouldn’t have me any other way.” 

Nina: “I wouldn’t.” [hearing the noise again] “I heard it again, this way!” [running in the other direction]

Eddie: “Christ, it’s like dating a sheepdog.” [running up to her] “Did you find it?” 

Nina turns around with a little black kitten in her hands, Nina’s eyes watering with emotion. 

Nina: [crying over how cute the kitten is] “Eddie, look! Look at it! Awh the poor baby is all by itself!” [Petting the kitten] “Look how cute it is.” 

Eddie: [looking fondly at Nina rather than the kitten] “Pretty damn cute.” 

Nina: “Can we keep it? Please?” 

Eddie: [torn] “We shouldn’t, it’s mother must be looking for it.” 

Nina: (sadly) “I found it in that box there with the lid sealed up. I think somebody dumped them.” [pouting at Eddie, holding the kitten up to her face to emphasise her point, playing with Eddie’s emotions, dramatic] “Please Eddie! Us two stray kittens need a loving home to live in, won’t you please take us in?” 

Eddie: [rolling his eyes but smiling] “You really are evil, I hope you know that.”

Nina: [hopeful] “Is that a yes?” 

Eddie: [trying to hide his smile] “Fine, we can keep it.” 

Nina: [Smiling widely] “Yay!” [talking to the kitten] “I’ve always wanted a cat. I’m going to call you Ozzy.” [Eddie looks at her with a raised eyebrow] “Ozzy Osbourne? The Prince of Darkness?” 

Fuck, I love you, Eddie thinks. 

Eddie: “We’ll have to take it to the vets to get it checked over. And to the pet store in the morning to get the stuff we need.” 

Nina: (smirking) “Look at you being a responsible adult.” 

Eddie: [taking the kitten from Nina’s hand, patting it lovingly on the head, it looks up at him and meows] “I just want the best for my son.” 

Nina: (sarcastically) “Oh typical Eddie, first he doesn’t want the cat and now it’s son, typical.” [serious now] “I’ll get Sheryl to take me to the store in the morning while you’re at work.” [hears more meowing] “Oh look Eddie, there’s two! Now we have one each!” 

Nina picks up the ginger kitten and cradles it in her arms. She looks at Eddie with glee, he smiles at her fondly. 

Nina: “You can name this one.” 

Eddie: “Garfield.” 

Nina: [rolling her eyes, amused] “Original.” 

Eddie: [Shrugging his shoulders, laughing, walking to the car with the kitten in his hands] “I’m going to feed it lasagne and make it nice and fat.” 

Nina: “Spoke too soon about the responsible thing.” 

Eddie smirks at Nina as the two hop in the car with the kittens. Eddie looks over at Nina as he drives, as she plays happily with the kittens on her lap. They stop off at the shop and buy some food for them, and spend the evening making a makeshift bed for them. Eddie loves how happy they make Nina, he could watch her play with the kittens for hours. 

Nina: [dragging a shoelace across the trailer floor, entertained by the surprisingly playful kitten] “Are you sure Wayne won’t mind?” 

Eddie: “I’m sure he won’t. They can stay here until you come back from Cali and then we can share custody of them.” 

Nina: (smiling widely) “You’re gonna become a cat dad, I can feel it.” 

Eddie: [playing with Garfield on his lap, Nina smiles at him lovingly] “Become? Babe, I already am.” 

Nina: [yawning] “I better head home, it’s getting late.” 

Eddie: [pouting] “You’re going to leave us?” 

Nina: “Oh don’t give me that look, I stayed late last night!” 

Eddie: [cheeky] “Easy, stay here.” 

Nina: [giving him a warning look but can’t hide her smile] “Eddie…”  

Eddie: [smiling cutely]  “Come on…” [playing with the shoelace, shy] “You already have some clothes here, and I bought you a toothbrush.” [looking at her again] “Please?” 

Nina: [blushing, fake annoyance] “Fineee, you’ve twisted my arm.” [playing with the kittens, shy] “You bought me a toothbrush?” 

Eddie: [shrugging nonchalantly] “I wanted you to feel comfortable here, I dunno… it’s stupid.” 

Nina: [catching his eyes]  “It’s not stupid.” [shying away] “I think it’s lovely. Thank you.” 

Later that evening

Nina is lying down on her stomach on the carpet of Eddie’s living room, reading her book, the kittens asleep in their bed. Eddie squats over Nina, slapping each ass cheek repeatedly in rhythm. 

Nina: [scalding] “Eddie! Stop it! What are you doing?” 

Eddie: [cheekily] “Playing the drums.” [hitting her cheeks harder and faster] “Drum solo!” 

Nina: [squealing] “Eddie! Get off!” 

She rolls over so she is lying facing up underneath Eddie. 

Eddie: [grinning] “Hi there.” 

Nina: [amused] “I’m guessing the candy gave you a sugar high, huh?” 

Eddie: [mischievous] “Maybe.” [Nina rolls her eyes] “You love me.” 

Nina: [taunting] “Hmm, maybe.” [Eddie gasps dramatically, clutching his ‘wounded’ heart, rolling around on the floor in fake pain] “Oh stop it, you’re so dramatic.” 

Eddie: “Can’t, I’m wounded, my girlfriend doesn’t love me.” [lying still, splattered on the floor] “You’ve killed me, see, look, this is me dead.” [Nina hasn’t looked up from her book, he kicks her gently to get her attention] “Nina, look, I’m dead, see!” [opening one eye again to see Nina looking at him with raised eyebrows over the top of her book] “Wow, I’m dead and I can’t even get a sympathy tear, you’re a cold woman.” [Nina’s jaw drops in offence and she climbs over on top of him] 

Nina: [ticking his sides] “I’ll show you a cold woman, Munson, come here!” [Eddie squeals with laughter, cheeks hurting from smiling] “Submit to the ice woman’s will, Eddie, or she’ll tickle you to death.” 

Eddie: [choking with laughter] “I submit, I submit!” [Nina continues to tickle him] “Please! You’re killing me, I submit!” [Nina stops, grabbing his hands and pinning them above his head, smirking down on him, he lies there breathless with wide eyes] 

Nina: [flirty] “Got you pinned now, Munson.” 

Eddie: [fake looking out the window] “Shit, what’s that over there?” [Nina turns to look, distracted, Eddie flips her so he is on top, pinning her down] “Ha, got you pinned now.” 

Nina: [tugging at her pinned wrists] “Hey! No fair! You cheated!” 

Eddie: [smug] “Not my fault you’re shit at wrestling.” 

Nina: “I’ll show you shit at wrestling.” [Nina swings her legs up from underneath Eddie and wraps them over his shoulders, using her thighs to pull Eddie back to the ground, Eddie falls back to the ground with a thump, looking at her bewildered] “Seems like you’ve met your match, Munson.” 

Eddie: [breathless] “Fuck, that was hot.” [Nina smiles down at him] “Wrestling with a girl is a lot sexier than wrestling with guys.” [Nina looks at him for a moment before bursting into laughter, Eddie looks embarrassed] “I mean- I meant.. oh fucks sake, Nevermind.” [Nina continues to cackle with laughter, Eddie goes red in the face] “Oh come on, I didn’t mean it like that, it wasn’t that funny!” [Nina laughs harder, face scrunching, Eddie looks at her adoringly] “Fine, you win this one.” 

Nina: [recovering, smug] “That’s cause I always win.” 

Eddie: [with heart eyes] “I think I’m the one who won here.” 

Nina: [smiling widely, happy] “You’re cute.” 

Eddie: “You are too.” [joking] “You’re the hottest wrestling partner I’ve ever had.” [Nina burst into laughter again, Eddie smiles lovingly at her as she does] 

Eddie silences her by pulling her down to him, catching her in an unexpected kiss. She smiles into the kiss causing Eddie to do the same. Eddie hums contently as she softly slides her fingers through his hair, gently scratching at his scalp; Eddie’s hands now resting on her hips.

Eddie: [softly] “Can I finger you again? Please?” 

Nina: “You don’t have to ask, you know.” 

Eddie: “Yes I do. I need to know you’re into it too.” 

Nina grabs Eddie’s hand and puts it down her underwear, maintaining eye contact as she does. She watches how Eddie’s eyes go wide, pupils dilating in arousal, gasping at how wet she is already. 

Nina: (lightly)  “I’m definitely into it, babe.” [Eddie groans, fingers sliding through her folds.] 

Eddie: [between heated kisses] “Fuck, I don’t know if I’ll ever get used to this. Can’t wait to be inside you.” 

Nina: [lowly, sighing in pleasure as Eddie’s fingers slide in her with ease] “One step at a time baby.” 

Eddie: [joking, kissing her neck] “I don’t know how we’ll ever leave the house. This is all I ever want to do.” 

Nina smiles wildly, pulling his shirt off his head, kissing his tattoos.  

Nina: (joking, laughing) “Christ, you’ll have me limping.” 

Eddie pulls back, laughing loudly at Nina, smiling happily, eyes shining. They kiss again as Eddie slides his fingers over her clit, Nina moaning into the kiss. 

Nina: (panting) “Fuck, Eddie.” 

Eddie: “That feel good Princess?” 

Nina: [grasping at Eddie’s neck to keep her composure] “Mmhmm.” 

Eddie slides his fingers out of Nina causing her to whimper; then pulls down the front of Nina’s dress, kissing and sucking her nipples. He wraps one arm around her to keep her steady, sliding his fingers into her underwear once again with the other. Nina bites back a moan, holding onto Eddie’s shoulder as he kisses and bites her chest, fingers speeding up on her clit. 

Eddie’s fingers return inside her, her chest heaving and legs shaking. In the heat of the moment, Nina rides Eddie’s fingers, causing him to moan. 

Eddie tilts his head back to watch Nina with hooded eyes and his lip between his teeth as he watches his fingers disappear inside her. He looks up at her from his position lying on the carpet, her straddling him, as she grinds down on Eddie’s fingers. 

Eddie: (in awe) “Fuck, you’re amazing.” [Nina giggles shyly in response] 

He pulls Nina down so their chests are pressed together, pulling her hair over her shoulder, kissing her neck and shoulder. He kisses tenderly across the scar by her jaw, Nina has a small smile on her face. He begins to pull his fingers out of her, to which she whines, rubbing quick circles on her clit. She moans, rubbing her hand across Eddie’s hard clothed dick, squeezing it slightly through the fabric of his jeans. He bites down on her neck to suppress a moan, breathing deeply. 

Eddie: (amused) “You trying to make me cum in my pants for a second time?” 

Nina: (laughing) “Why, do you think I could?”

Eddie: (mumbled in her neck) “You don’t even have to try.” 

Nina laughs in response, her laughter turning into a shocked gasp as Eddie flips her around so she’s lying on the floor, her legs wide, Eddie crouched between them. 

Nina watches Eddie with wide eyes as he parts her legs, bunching up her dress around her waist, slowly sliding his fingers inside her and begins lapping at her clit. She whimpers at the sight of Eddie below her, so eager to please.

Nina: (breathlessly) “Oh god.” 

Within a few minutes Eddie has Nina working towards her orgasm, her hands scratching his shoulders and pulling at his hair, head cloudy with lust. 

Eddie: (mumbled) “Look at me.” 

Nina prises her eyes open, looking down at Eddie with blown pupils. His hair is a mess from Nina’s hands tugging at it, his cheeks pink with his efforts. Nina’s brow furrows with intensity, she brings the back of one of her hands to her mouth to bite down on the skin, overwhelmed by the crashing feelings. 

Nina: (panting, euphoric) “Fuck baby oh I’m gonna cum!” 

Eddie: (determined) “Cum for me angel.” 

Nina’s head is thrown back as she lets out a string of moans and obscenities, her hand now grasping the carpet tightly, the other still in Eddie’s hair. Her legs shake as she climaxes, Eddie’s eyes closed contently as he feels Nina clench and coat his fingers. 

She breathes heavily trying to collect herself, sensitive from Eddie’s work, but he’s not stopping with his fingers.  

Nina: [writhing underneath Eddie] “Baby, you can stop, I came.” 

Eddie: (determined) “Want you to cum again.” 

Nina: (surprised) “What?”

Eddie: [smirking, still working his fingers steadily in Nina] “Want you to cum again. Trying to even the score.” (Cockily) “Think you can give me another one?”

Nina: “Oh fuck.” 

Eddie changes the position of his fingers, shaking them slightly against her G spot, causing her to moan loudly.

Nina: “Jesus Eddie, I’ll squirt if you do that, oh god.” 

Eddie: “That’s the goal.”

Nina looks at him bewildered, as he smirks up at her.

Nina: “You want to make me squirt?” 

Eddie: (aroused) “Please.” 

Nina: [laughing, still shocked, hands on her face] “Fuck, you’re gonna kill me!” 

Eddie laughs then kisses her thighs, kissing her clit a few times before his movements with his fingers become faster, one hand pushing down over her belly as she wriggles on the floor.

Nina: “Oh god, yes, Eddie!” 

Nina orgasms with tears in her eyes, legs turned to jelly. Eddie wipes off his face and hands with his discarded T-shirt as Nina’s breath comes back to her.

Nina: [dazed, coming back to earth] “Where the hell did you learn that from?” 

Eddie: (shyly) “I asked Steve for some tips. I wanted to impress you.” 

Nina: (joking, laughing) “Damn, I better thank Steve.” 

Eddie laughs, kissing Nina’s thighs. She pushes his head away, mumbling “too sensitive” 

Nina: (coy) “Your turn.” 

She aims to sit upright, her head wobbly and mind dizzy, causing her to stumble, Eddie rushing to help her sit upright.

Eddie; (smug) “That good, was it?” 

Nina: “Oh, you have no idea!” 

She gently pushes Eddie on the couch and he gulps nervously. He watches as Nina drops to her knees between his legs, unbuckling his belt. 

Eddie: (flustered) “Wait!” 

Nina: (confused) “Are you okay? Do you want me to stop?” 

Eddie: (nervous) “Can you kiss me a little first?” 

Nina smiles widely, climbing onto Eddie’s lap. She scratches his scalp comfortingly, looking deeply into his eyes before connecting their lips. Eddie’s racing heart calms as her hands rest on either side of his neck as they kiss lazily for a while; Eddie now feeling more content than nervous. His hands grab at her thighs and ass, trying to signal to her that he feels ready now. 

Nina: [picking up on his que] “Want me to go slow?” 

Eddie: “Mmm, please.” 

Unmoving, Nina leans back slightly to unbutton his jeans, touching him over his boxers, not moving from her position straddling him. His breathing quickens, as he grabs her by the jaw to pull into a passionate kiss. She cups him tightly over his boxers, pulling his bottom lip between her teeth and biting lightly, causing him to moan. 

Nina: “Is this okay?” 

Eddie: (panting) “Please, don’t stop.” 

Nina kisses his temple, dipping her hand into his boxers, pulling him out. She wraps her hand around his wide length, feeling the hard warmth in her hand. 

Nina: [quietly] “You’ve got such a pretty cock baby…” [Eddie whimpers as she rubs her thumb across his tip, knowing how much he likes it] 

She pulls Eddie in for a deep kiss as she begins to move her hand up and down his length, Eddie twitching in her hand already, sensitive to her light touch. Eddie moans in response, burying his face in her neck, biting, trying to hide his arousal. Nina pulls him back by his hair.

Nina: “Don’t hide from me, no need to be embarrassed. I want you to enjoy yourself.” 

Eddie nods feebly as Nina continues her hand movements, shuffling off his lap to pull his jeans and boxers down around his ankles. She climbs back on top, continuing to stroke him steadily. His hands grasp onto her thick thighs tightly, panting with self restraint. Her spare hand cups his balls and he whimpers, Nina’s lips kissing his neck. The feeling he has inside his stomach is overwhelming, his mind racing. 

Eddie: “Fuck, you’re making me feel so good Princess.” 

Nina: (kissing his neck) “Good boy.” 

Eddie’s eyes nearly roll back with her praise, moaning unapologetically. Nina takes that as her cue to drop to her knees between his parted thighs, rubbing his thighs reassuringly as she continues to stroke him. 

Nina: “This okay?” 

Eddie: [stumbling to find words, dumb with arousal] “More than okay- amazing, you’re amazing.” [thumb running over her bottom lip] “Dreamed of you like this.” 

Nina: [kissing his balls] “Like this?” 

Eddie: [thighs tensing] “Yeah, beautiful.” 

Nina licks a long stripe with her tongue along the underside of his shaft: Eddie is watching her, mesmerised, as she does. She wraps her lips around his strained end, sucking him softly in her mouth. He lets out his loudest moan so far.

Eddie: (shakily) “Yeah baby, just like that.” 

Nina continues to take Eddie in her mouth, palming what she can’t fit in her mouth. To Eddie’s surprise she would occasionally slide him down the back of her throat, bobbing her head a few times, causing Eddie to shudder, obscenities falling from his mouth. 

Eddie: (writhing] “Fuck your mouth feels good, Jesus Christ!” 

Nina speeds up her pace, throating him more often now. He holds tightly onto the edge of the couch, feeling he could fall off and back down to earth at any point. 

Eddie: [desperate, pleading, begging] “Please, oh please baby, I’m so close, fuck I’m so close!” [Nina hums with him still inside her mouth; Eddie's thighs tense with the vibrations]

It wasn’t long until he felt his orgasm approaching, hitting him quickly and heavily. 

Eddie: “Nina I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, oh fuck I’m coming! Oh fuck, baby, fuck!” 

Eddie comes with a moan down Nina’s throat. She pulls away satisfied, looking at Eddie who is melted into the couch, chest and neck red, thighs twitching. She rubs over his thighs, tummy, chest and neck soothingly as she arises from the floor, climbing back on top of him, giving him kisses on his temple and forehead as he becomes more awake. 

Eddie: [clinging onto Nina’s body]  “That was, oh my god.” 

Nina: (whispered) “That okay for your first time?” 

Eddie: “That was amazing, shit.”

They get cleaned up and lay down in Eddie’s bed, falling asleep in each other’s arms.

Chapter Fifteen - The Night Does Not Belong To God

#eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson smut #eddiemunson #eddie munson fan fiction #eddie fanfic #eddie munson fanfiction #eddie stranger things #eddiemunsonstrangerthings #eddie munson #eddie smut #eddie the banished #eddie munson comfort #eddie munson series #eddie munson smut virginity #eddie munson stranger things #eddie the freak munson #stranger things eddie #heystrangereddiefic

[storiesbyrhi]

I just re-watched season 2 of Stranger Things and here's the takeaway for me - stop me if you've heard this one before ;) - whoever I was when I watched it in 2017 is not the girl you see before you. I have a wayyyy different interpretation of the characters and the show.

(Season 1 thoughts here.)

'MADMAX' was the coolest way to introduce Max. She is absolutely as rad as I remember. I'm not entirely sure they knew why they wrote Max into the show... Was it to give Lucas something to do (which is shitty for his character); was it to add another girl (yay tokenism); was it a setup for later seasons (I might accept that because not all new characters have to be the star of the show)? Who knows! What I do know is that Sadie Sink really gave Max teeth in an otherwise... eh storyline.

I forgot Nancy and Steve went to Barb's parents for dinners. Makes me so fucking sad. The entire Barb situation is tragic. Idk if it was a reaction to the 'Justice for Barb' movement but regardless, having some follow-up around that was so important. Nancy's trauma being (somewhat) explored was great too.

Jesus H. Christ Noah Schnapp can fucking act. Like yeah, Sadie Sink killed season 4 but Noah Schnapp season 2 is incredible. And he's thirteen! And the intensity and nuance in his performance are wild! !!! !!!

I remember being so charmed by the Dustin and Steve pair-up. Still am. Still am.

"He likes it cold." Yikes. Like I said about season 1, it's cool watching this through a Vecna lens. It feels plausible he was the plan for the show all along.

My memory of Dart was a nice one. Turns out that I forgot he killed Mews. Fuck that guy Dart. He is not my homie. RIP Mews. You deserved better.

I remember the demodogs being more dog-like. They truly be serving Silent Hill, huh?

Unpopular opinion but I don't hate the Kali storyline. I can see how I thought it sucked in 2017; waiting all that time for season 2 to finally come out, then getting that. I probably wanted more action and group bonding. However, I like that we got to see a) an alternative outcome for El had she not found Mike and Hopper, and b) El gain some autonomy in her search for history and home. It makes her choice to be Hopper's daughter more meaningful. The storyline also broadened the danger and cruelty of Brenner and co., and gave a legit setting for El to learn more about her powers.

RIP Bob. My memory of you was correct and you truly are a hero. Casting was A+ because nobody thought they'd violently kill a LOTR/Goonies star in the 80s themed show.

Watching the entire gang in the Byers house in episode 8 was so cool. That sweeping shot of all of them poised ready for the demodog attack... chefs kiss. I am now even angrier that they were all separated in season 4.

There's so much talk about cool television dads. Din Djarin this. Bandit Heeler that. Joel Miller who. Bob Belcher why. Where is the hype for Joyce Byers, who once again proves to be parent of the motherfucking year?! Are you kidding me?!

Knowing that the show goes on to call Mike the heart of the party is a real kick in the teeth. Will is so utterly the heart of this family and found family.

So, I never fell in love with Steve. Not a Stevie girlie. But, ah, this rewatch has me feeling all kinds of things. The fucking character development on this boy?! Might have to branch out into some Steeeeeedie x Reader fics. Shiiiit.

I. Love. Nancy. She. Is. So. Smart. Give. Her. More. Guns. And the scene with Dustin at the dance still breaks my heart. I love her, your honor.

Murray was exactly how I remembered.

Hopper was wayyyy better this season. The "sometimes I think I'm a black hole" speech was fantastic. Him telling El about Sarah, finally, is so healing for them both.

My opinions about Jonathan and Steve changed so much between 2016 and 2023, so I went into this with an open mind re: Billy. However, here's the thing. He's racist. Racists just aren't babes. No matter how else his behaviour and personality are contextualised, he will always be a racist so it's a hard no for me. Yes, Billy is the victim of an abusive parent, but that can only be used to explain some of his behaviour. Not all of it. Nor can it be used to excuse some of his behaviour. Nothing that has happened to Billy can justify the way Max is terrified when she hears his car. She is terrified of him. I'm not saying they don't love each other in a very complicated messy way, but when I try 'redeem' (for lack of a better word) season 2 Billy, I can't. Billy deserved a safe and good home, deserved better than what life gave him, but he'll continue to be a blocked tag for me. I do wanna say that I think he's an important character for a lot of people, and that is so valid. That's why I don't go around posting shit about him 24/7. I'll probably have a lot to say about him in season 3 too, because hey guess what, sexualising a teenager is weird as hell @ grown up adult women living in Hawkins.

At the end of season 2 I am so keen for some more El/Will friendship, Max development, and Jopper.

And I'm onto season 3. (Edit: here's the link!)

This has been a Stranger Things Rhi-Watch.

#Stranger Things #ST RhiWatch #Stanger Things 2 #Rhi Talks #steve harrington #joyce byers #jonathan byers #will byres #nancy wheeler #mike wheeler #lucas sinclair #dustin henderson #billy harringrove #jim hopper #jane hopper #el hopper #eleven hopper

[deviantartdramahub]

https://archive.ph/tmQ12

Imagine being a senior member and complaining someone wants to strictly exercise their right to choose who she's friends with.

I know people are going to scold me for being anonymous, but this is one of those times where you don't need an identity to serve as an individual who is only here to point out that someone's behavior is a load of jerkwad. In this case, it's the site regular OH-MY-ARCEUS who also happens to be a site senior member, in fact the most famous.

I was going to post this to the group known as DABewareHub, which can be found at http://www.tumblr.com/dabewarehub 24/7, but turns out they're dead in the water due to subscribing to the idea they must engage in overmoderation in order to not make enemies with people OH-MY-ARCEUS is friends with after presenting themselves as fairer than this group.

She hasn't simply called this victim of hers out, she outright is sending people after them, even with one of her minions having to come up with an excuse at http://www.deviantart.com/comments/1/1036719835/5125978463 as to why they act like bullies and mean it, including elsewhere on the same submission at http://www.deviantart.com/comments/1/1036719835/5125972388 where the victim is outright belittled.

Supposedly this began in response to the joke at http://www.deviantart.com/oh-my-arceus/status-update/I-know-5-fat-people-1035889063, where in the comment at http://www.deviantart.com/comments/1/1035889063/5125452503 posted by the victim (the site member demonluz20030325, who has autism), they brought up a life issue about themselves, as people on the spectrum do, and OH-MY-ARCEUS and her goonies respond by dismissing her means of expressing herself as unwanted, as if the original joke was even in that good of taste.

OH-MY-ARCEUS' yesmen say they're calling the victim out for "dumping their problems on others". And that should lead to this how/why? Imagine thinking the best way to deal with that is to gang up on someone. If you think it might seem surreal that a quasi-admin of a popular site and so many of their close associates would be prone to such toxicity, perhaps you would be inclined to jump onto the conclusion that they're all alts (alternate accounts) of the high ranking member in question. Even on KiwiFarms, it's only the regular members who often go after people, it's never anyone who helps with the site itself.

It is no wonder Gumiho-Fox-From-Mars, the only person in that comment chain who is trying to be constructive and doesn't ruin a normal reader's day, reaches his hand out and offers a server that has often has happened to have been framed by OH-MY-ARCEUS as a negative influence upon the site.

Given OH-MY-ARCEUS' past history as http://www.tumblr.com/deviantartdramahub/744274184401797120/evie-how-many-fucking-times-must-we-call-you-out?source=share gives a glimpse into, it almost seems like she simply hates individual members of the Gacha community and people on the spectrum, and anyone who has been tuning in can see that, all despite the post at http://web.archive.org/web/20240115004720/https://www.deviantart.com/xxx-shad0w-xxx/status-update/This-year-i-wanna-up-1007555302 in the case of one of the associates of OH-MY-ARCEUS, which promised this exact thing wouldn't happen.

OH-MY-ARCEUS, originally known by the names MagistraInferna, Jellybeanism, Morothias, EvieMcQuivey, and EvieJulia, is beginning to look a lot less like a sympathetic addict waif wishing to assert good judgment and more like a typical millennial problem child posing as one.

At this point, if everyone is correct about her, we should savor all the scarce righteousness that goes on there.

[b4rredteeth]

@nxnbinarydracvla "The fucking belligerent zucchini here is set to close negotiations for good."

Benny looked at Cyrek with a frown. "And how is that my problem? Or better yet, how is that our problem." He pointed between himself and Cyrek, as if they were equals in their business ventures. Though Benny would say he was an entrepreneur, and he didn't need a whole gang like Cyrek did. It meant he didn't have to share his proceedings with anyone. "If this is in any way you trying to fuck me over or trying to buy off some goodwill, I really don't want neither of it."

He looked back at the text message though, then up at Cyrek again. It was hard running crime in a town where there was already a gang, though he didn't think Cyrek or any of his goonies would ever think to shiv him. He was far more likely to do it himself. "Not that you want my opinion or anything, but I think this is a threat and I think you'd best send your man, he can probably double on that threat." And if that worked, if Matevos could scare the hell out of the zucchini, then both Cyrek's and Benny's drug income would be spared any increasing costs. He really could do without Cyrek finding out the amount he purchased.

#thread.cyrek #bennythreads #violence mention tw #drugs mention tw

[starbucky-stuff]

just realized i should probs make a quick list for the ask game, here goes

Newsies:

Charlotte - Street gang goonie

Butter - my main Newsies oc/sona

Fanbots:

Keeper Cain

Raggedy Becile

The Benson Cain

Cloak Cain

Seline

Fandoms from my brain ✨:

Corey - Radioactive mutant

Vot - Also a radioactive mutant

#ocs #my children #steam powered giraffe #steam powered giraffe fanbots #fanbots #oc ask game #oc asks #newsies #newsies oc #newsies musical #livesies #92sies #oc list

[thereaderinsertlady]

KRBAY/HNK Head Canons (Marx)

Marx is introduced in the pilot arc for the KRBAY/HNK revival. (Which is an adaptation of Milky Way Wishes from Kirby: Super Star) After we get a recap of Tiff (or someone else) telling the story from the predecessor anime, (And I know I'm gonna be lazy by copying Earthbouds' idea, but I'm gonna do it anyways) Because either Cappy Town is still in ruins after Fight to the Finish, or The Sun & The Moon are fighting, (like in Super Star) a mysterious jester shows up. The jester introduces himself as Marx and claims that an ancient machine that could grant wishes called the galactic NOVA can help them out of their situation. But there was a catch being that they had to find the Fountian of Dreams to find it. After hearing about this Kirby, Tiff, Tuff, Rick, Kine, Coo, Lololo, & Lalala decide to help Marx find the NOVA so they could make Cappy Town back to Normal/Stop the Sun & Moon from fighting. Meanwhile, King Dedede and Escargoon hear that galactic NOVA can grant wishes, so both of them decide to chase Kirby, Tiff, Tuff Marx & the others so they can try and steal their wish when galactic nova appear. (That wish is to would have been either A) bring NeMeNe back from the dead & have to pay a lot less for monsters or B) Dedede wasting the wish on food or something else stupid when they should have picked the A) option) After some bickering between Kirby & Pals and Tripple D & Goonie, a plot twist happens, MARX IS A FRIKEN TRADOR, and was using Kirby & pals to do his dirty work. (In the beginning of the final episode of the arc is shown that Marx got possessed by a certain dark foe, so it was all really Marx's idea) Then after that twist, Marx uses his power to launch the heroes into space, laughing as, like in the game, ordered the ancient clock to ram and destroy planet popstar. Marx transforms and disappears, meanwhile, the fountain of dream on planet popstar granted the starship so Kirby and his friends can stop nova and Marx. Then after the gang went to the Fountain of Dreams of Couse a big battle with NOVA & then Marx ensues. Unlike the game, when Marx is defeated, it's the same animation and scream from Super Smash Bros. Ultimate. Then the certain dark foe within him (Dark Matter) Comes out of him and then the team has to battle it. The real Marx is weak and unable to help Kirby & co. After a big battle, The Dark Matter explodes when impacting on nova, the destruction of the evil shadow eye thing allowed the Sun and Moon to return back to normal. As they got back, King Dedede was upset that they didn't get their wish, but hired Marx to be the royal gesture. The starship returns to the Fountain of Dream as Kirby and his friends watched Marx perform his practical jokes as they laugh, as Cappy Town is still being rebuilt & almost finished as well. (Also, Meta Knight, Sword Knight, Blade Knight, Knuckle Joe, & Silica & the other knights from Fight to the Finish try to stop Kirby & co because they knew what Marx (Dark Matter) was gonna do. They also help in the battle)

Marx surprisingly isn't aware that he is trying to take over Popstar. WHY? Because he is being possessed by a certain Dark foe.

Marx has glasses like in the Japanese manual for Super Star (SHOWN RIGHT HERE)

4. Marx was a monster from NeMeEe. He always hated that company, because (since he was actually on of the more powerful monsters there) they would always lock him in a very small room/cage for many hours. Marx always hated that feeling, so when the advents from Fight to the Finish happened, he and a bunch of other monsters decided to escape using an escape pod when they had the chance.

5. Marx is still a prankster/trickster like his game counterpart implies. Often taking the side of Dedede & Escargoon in episodes, annoying Meta on a few occasions & constantly rivaling Tuff at pranking people. Also, like what his game counterpart implies, he likes to eat a lot. So much so that in an episode he has an eating contest with Kirby and come pretty close to tying. There are also other episodes where Marx is shown to eat a lot like in the Gormont Race adaptation episode.

👀

#kirby #hcs #AAAAAA #my babey boy #marx #little man. trouble maker #ouuuhhhgh #headcanons mm 🤤

[witchthewriter]

I'd like to get a ship from Strangers Things, Harry Potter and Marvel My pronouns are she/her, and I'm bisexual (with a huge preference for women) Physical appearance: I'm around 5'7, overweight, I have pale skin, brown hair (always in a ponytail) and blue/green eyes, I'm always wearing my glasses. Personality: I'm a ISFP, Gryffindor, an Apollo's daughter. I'm introvert but I actually like people a lot, it's hard for me to make friends but once I met the right people I'm fun to be around, and I'm a good friend. I like spending time with my friends and family but I also like spending some time alone. I'm fun and a nice person, maybe a bit intense, I'm open minded, and I care a lot about other's people opinion about me. I'm smart but I like to play dumb once in a while, and I'm also quite childish, but at the same time I'm responsible in the moments I have to. Likes: Rom-Coms, pop and rock music, musicals, greek mythology, Harry Potter, I like car rides, the color blue, sunset and sunrises. Mate (it's a drink from where I am from), football (soccer). Dislikes: Irresponsible teammates, people giving me dirty looks for no reason, being ignored. Social injustices, people closed minded, people that think they can get what they want just because they have money or whatever. Hobbies: Planning activities for kids, playing the guitar, playing football (soccer), composing music and watching movies or series.

Thank you so much, I hope you have a great day.

Want one? Here be the rules 🦋🌈

𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐏𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I ship you with Hermione Granger! I think her intellectual and structured personality would go really well with your good-nature and open-mind. 

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・She loves when you help her hold her books. It’s just an automatic thing; you see someone struggling and you want to help. But to her, it means so much. 

・Hermione will teach you ANYTHING. It’s like her mind has dozens of filing cabinets, and all she has to do is mentally open one and all the information is right there. She would never let you get a bad grade. 

・Standing up for each other, especially when the other isn’t there. No one can say a bad thing about the other. And Ron and Harry feel very protective of you too. 

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈:

↬ Let It Happen by the Midnite String Quartet

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔:

↬ Snarky Power Couple That Can, And Probably Will, Destroy You

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢

↬ She loves your open-mind. You challenge a lot of her opinions but not in an argumentative way. 

𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑

↬ Is Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood and Ginny Weasley. I can see you being in the Silver Trio, well, not a trio anymore, the Silver ... Quadrant? Anyway, you would help Ginny defend Luna and practice a lot of spellwork with Neville. 

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I ship you with Robin Buckley! It would be like two peas in a pod. You and Robin are very similar personality-wise and would be a power couple.

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・Robin loves talking to you about movies, I can see you two in her bedroom, sorting through all the VHS tapes: 

    “How about the Goonies?” She suggests, wiggling it up in the air

“Nah, reminds me too much of the gang... what about Back to the Future?”

      “You know Steve would be upset if we watched it without him!” 

And then you two would impersonate Steve while gasping for air between fits of laughter. 

・Speaking of Steve, he would be very apprehensive about you at first. No one is good enough for his Robin. Until he gets to know you and then he’s like, okay, only one person is good enough for my Robin. 

・Obviously you’re apart of the gang now, and are one of the babysitters with Steve while Robin and Nancy do the detective work

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈:

↬ Nectar of the Gods by Lana Del Rey

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔:

↬ Shy/Insecure x Thinks The Other Is Incredible

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢

↬ Robin loves that she doesn’t have to put on a front, or keep a wall up between her and you. You have this ability to make people feel comfortable around you. 

𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑

↬ Would be Eleven, I think she would love how friendly and kind you are. You don’t scoff at her when she doesn’t understand things, like many people do. You have the patience to teach her. 

𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥

𝐷𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑖𝑝𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛

I ship you with Wanda Maximoff! I think she would appreciate your structure and introverted nature. She doesn't like big crowds and can become overwhelmed easily. She does have a good heart and her intentions come from love.

(Also I think this is my favourite gif of Wanda rn? The colouring, the way her hair is all flowy, her make up just UGH. Ultron Wanda is such a vibe)

𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠

・You have powers of your own, possibly nature control? (Including water, earth, air, fire) and can manipulate it at will. You’re one of the only people who could detain Wanda, however, you felt like you had been blindsided - Wanda wasn’t a bad person? And you refused to go against her

・Seeing what happens when you use your powers together. When she can manipulate matter, and you can enhance it - wonderous things happen. Together, you actually find out that you can heal. So then you both become very saught out and have to go on the run together

・Calling you petnames in her mother tongue. She calls you “Moja ljubav” meaning “my love”, “Moj svet” meaning “my world”etc. 

𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝑺𝒐𝒏𝒈:

↬ Can You Feel My Heart by Bring Me The Horizon

𝑹𝒆𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝑻𝒓𝒐𝒑𝒆𝒔:

↬ Unhinged x Partially Hinged

𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑖𝑟 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢

↬ That you keep her grounded and she can talk to you about anything and everything. You don’t have any judgemental thoughts about Wanda in the slightest. 

𝑌𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑏𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑓𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑛𝑑

↬ Bucky Barnes! I think you would find his grumpiness quite endearing actually, and it would make you laugh. 

#match ups #ships

[ilikereadingactually]

Magazine highlights: The Magazine of Fantasy & Science Fiction Winter 2004

time for F&SF in my rotation of speculative fiction magazines!! i really like the way this one is organized, with connecting themes that flow from one work to the next. below are the works i liked the best!

"what kills the stars" - Alex Bisker

premise: a journalist remembers her ex-wife and flirts with a scientist as the world comes to an end.

gut reaction: i really like the writing of this one, very pleasant style to me! i'm into the way the structure of the story reflects the way the universe is ending. but at the same time i was waiting for an unknown something to happen that would tie it all together more, that didn't feel like it happened?

"Mackson's Mardi Gras Moon Race" - David DeGraff

premise: the underdog narrator has a secret route across a harsh lunar landscape that could win him the race and lift him and his partner out of poverty--if he can survive, and outwit the racer following him.

gut reaction: my game night GM could tell you that i LOVE A RACE. this one has compelling stakes, great pacing, and a wicked satisfying ending.

"The Wizzzer" - Scott Nicolay

premise: a gang of neighborhood kids assemble to take on a human-eating toy.

gut reaction: this was just the right combo of nostalgia, very specific narrative voice, and creep factor for me!! it has a Goonies-but-horror vibe that i really dig.

"The Diamond Factory" - Phoebe Barton

premise: the team doing a last check of a city about to be destroyed finds one lingering inhabitant.

gut reaction: i wanted just a little more information about what was going on in this story, but i liked it a lot anyway! can't go wrong with a zero-gravity vengeance fight.

"The Wounded King" - J.A. Prentice

premise: two knights and their servant enter a castle where only one man and an evil presence live, all under a sky taken up by a slowly falling comet.

gut reaction: i loved the prose of this, vivid and beautiful! nobody here is quite what they seem to be, in fun ways, and the comet adds a moody sense of dread.

"The Interspatial Accessibility Compact's Guidelines for Cross-Cultural Engagement" - Dane Kuttler

premise: an alien florist plays unwilling cupid to a hopeless human and his alien crush.

gut reaction: i belly laughed! i adore this, i adore the characters, i adore the outside view of humanity as ridiculous and having a bit of a death wish. also "Being with you is like being alone" is the loveliest declaration of feeling a person can make T^T i hope these two crazy kids figure out how to make interspecies love work.

"Cities Through Telescopes" - Richard Leis

premise: evidence of long-ago life on other planets, and a dying father.

gut reaction: this has everything i like in a poem: vivid visuals, intriguing connections between seemingly dissimilar things, and a base layer of emotion. really beautiful!

"Do Not Hasten to Bid Me Adieu" - Will McMahon

premise: an elderly man in 1937 receives a letter sent through time from his descendant, the Princess of Orion.

gut reaction: oh, this one made me cry! it felt very human, beautifully specific to a time and place but also making so clear the ability of disparate human beings to bond with each other regardless of where and when they are. i want only good things for this man and his space granddaughter.

#books and reading #booklr #bookblr #short fiction #sff short fiction #fantasy & science fiction magazine

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The Amnesiac : ep36

"Europeany"

Sunday

It has been 24 hours since we left the delightful Tillamook cheese factory, and after an uneventful night spent in Astoria (the town made famous by the movie Goonies) we find ourselves riding the gently twisting and exceedingly scenic roads of the Northern Cascades. Route 97 dead-ends at the intersection of Route 2, where we make a left turn and from there it’s only a few miles to Leavenworth. The sky is bright blue and we’re enjoying a beautiful day following the storm.

From the moment we round the bend at the edge of town it’s obvious that this is the Bavarian village we’ve been looking for. Leavenworth is a European themed village with wide variety of fairytale style architecture featuring German style “fachwerk” exposed beams, large overhangs and steeply pitched roofs. It’s hard to believe we’re still in America. If Snow White and her Seven Dwarves stopped traffic in the crosswalk, it wouldn’t surprise me in the least. There are hotels everywhere, each with their own Bavarian themed name. Icicle Village Resort, Der Ritterhof Inn, The Bavarian Lodge … you get the idea. We make a couple of passes along the main road until River points to one of the hotels. I can hear her yelling into my helmet “That’s the most Europeany!” Most Europeany? I haven’t seen that word in the adjective dictionary yet, but who cares? It’s in the middle of town so we’ll see if we can find lodging there.

Fortunately there are rooms available, they’re reasonably price, so we unload the panniers from the Ducati and get settled in. Greg LeMond once said of bicycling “It never gets easier you just get faster.” The same is essentially true of motorcycling. We’ve traveled well over 1000 miles in the past few days and by the time I collapse onto the bed in the hotel, I feel like a chain-gang inmate who has just been flogged for disobedience. We both struggle but succeed in kicking off our boots. River slumps into the chair and without a word we mutually agree to stay here and chill until our bodies acclimatize back to non-motorcycle normal.

River dozes off to sleep for about two seconds then snorts herself awake. We have a good laugh about it and that motivates us to begin the quest for dinner. With jeans and flip-flops on, we descend the stairs to the lobby. River asks the gal at the front desk for a dinner recommendation in the “most Enropeany” part of town and she points out the window. “Across the highway to Front Street. More food than y’all can shake a stick at, and it’s all pretty darn Europeany” she tells us.

River has my drawing, the one with her behind the Leica camera on one side and the Bavarian village on the other, rolled up and in hand. She wants to find the exact location where the drawing was made before the sun sets. Since Leavenworth is only a few city blocks long and a couple of city blocks deep, it should be a pretty doable task.

Front Street is indeed “Europeany.” It’s a cute little downtown area with touristy shops and plenty of germanic dining options. The idea of finding some good schnitzel, or better yet an authentic currywurst washed down with a Löwenbräu has my mouth absolutely watering. But first we are determined to find “the spot” depicted in my drawing. We walk the few blocks to the north end of the street, enjoying looking in the shop windows for souvenirs small enough to carry home on a motorcycle and perusing the menus of the eateries for something authentic. But we don’t immediately find the location from the picture so River pulls out the drawing to give it a closer examination. She decides that we’ll have better luck at the south end of Front Street so we turn around and walk all the way to the south end of town without finding the exact spot. But at the south end of town, when we turn back north again, we see it. There’s an intersection with the exact type of bierhaus architecture we’re looking for. We walk to the intersection and River holds up the drawing. From the middle of the intersection, it’s a perfect match.

I close my eyes and the crippling pain of the memory recall comes flooding back. River takes my hand to share her energy with me and the pain subsides. “I’m not here” I tell her. “I’m flying through space. Through the cosmos. Stars and planets are whizzing past the window of my spaceship. There’s a rainbow of galaxies and nebula, sometimes smashing against the window and exploding into colorful stardust. It’s the most bizarre thing, like I died and I’m riding to heaven on my Ducati.”

I open my eyes and return to the now. I’m no closer to solving this mystery. There’s a park bench in the greenbelt just across the street, so we sit there while the sun sets to understand what the hell we’re doing here.

“Okay River, let recap. I left home alone on my motorcycle heading for a nice relaxing Pacific Northwest motorcycle vacation and somehow ended up in Fern Canyon, and that is where your spirit first catches up to me. Then clearly I visited Paul Bunyan and you were on my mind there, and at Thor’s Well too. The barista in Tillamook claims to have seen you there, so your spiritual presence was becoming strong enough to manifest to multiple people at the same time. That led us here where my visions change from your bodily manifestation to a celestial manifestation, as I see the universe without form or time, just color and movement. If we follow that same path with the drawings, it only leaves one drawing left…”

“Me in the tulips.”

“Correct. So what does that mean?”

“I have no idea. Okay, let me suss this out for a minute. A few days ago we were having lunch at that weird little Indian casino in Klamath and I think that was the first moment when we realized that there’s a cosmic connection between us. The barista in Tillamook confirmed this and the cosmic vision you had just a minute ago confirms this. Which makes me think that maybe my spirit wasn’t following you here, maybe it was guiding you here!”

“But why?”

“That’s the real question isn’t it, but the only thing I can think is that the universe NEEDS us to be together for some reason.”

“Like The Terminator? We’ll make a baby and name him John Connor and our spawn will go on to save the world from artificial intelligence or something?”

“Ha! Maybe! Or maybe we’ll have a girl and she’ll be the first President of the United States or something.”

“Or maybe us just falling in love is good enough for the universe, and we’re here in the fairytale village to begin our fairytale love story?”

River is completely titillated by the prospect of our relationship being true love and leans in for a passionate and loving kiss. It’s a moment I’ll never forget. It’s the beginning of us acknowledging that from this day forward our two shall be one, and some day, our one will be three or four. I want badly to get on my knee to propose, but it would honestly just ruin the moment. The cosmic connection we’re feeling right now is far more powerful than any human construct called marriage could even begin to understand.

#amnesiac #ducati #first person narrative #leavenworth

[oloohyeah]

Happy poop days

How rotten fishy frame himself with an evil deed. Monday this feces mf knew I need the money asap. After all the third deviation army never cease to follow every step I made and sure told him of my survival straggling. So as in a normal week every Monday I received the money no later than 11:00 am. This time 11 am passed and no money came. All though he was aware of my condition. So at 11:15 am, I sent him a request to receive money and on the note, I wrote him: what’s going on man? It took him another 2 hours to call me and said that since this Monday is a holly day all banks are closed so he couldn’t deposit money for me. I told him that he don’t need the bank to be open to deposit. He said yes but all chase banks in Philly are not service ATMs. I immediately pull out from the internet a few that were an ATMs 24 H OPEN. Then the mf said I’m already on my way to NY to see my son Renault, how much money do you need to deposit for me? I asked. $300 he quickly said. WHAT ??? MF why are you doing that why are you giving me nothing and why do you lie you don’t have $ 300 in the account? No, he replied, this account I open just for you so you can get your weekly money. So when I would arrive, ill look for a bank. Another 2 hours has passed then he called me and said ok here I’m sending you your 300$ just let me decline your request so I won’t make a mistake and send you 1500$ than a pause, here you are, I sent you your sticky 300$. I said nothing and hang on him Feces Richard's face. The moron was afraid to make mistakes and perhaps send me 1500$ as my request so it means that these accounts hold way more than 300$ or even 1500$ and perhaps this account was used to pay for them the goonie's gangs working day and night 24/7 tracking my steps 🚶‍♂️ as you know this stingy mf will never pay anyone with his own money and this account sure he open for me to send me only 300$ and the rest of my share go to pay those who harassing my days and nights

#in a healthy partnership when you bring low weekly numbers you must step down #in Ricky’s world #No way and you can never be able to meet with me #coz I'm a smart feces i pay the rest of your money to the goonies gangs #yes to protect me

[luciddasher]

Part 2

Sleep paralysis demon Dwayne 🖤🌌

Warning caution smut 🍋 18+🔥

Proceed if you dare, minors be gone

Recap

Making my self across the beach trying my best to avoid any no good slimy surf Nazis, without any trouble i make it to the stairs only to come face to face with baddest bunch of them all The 'lost boys'

Stoping at the foot the stairs that connected the beach and the Broad walk stood there staring aimlessly into his eye "David" i acknowledge him as he came down to the bottom of the stairs.

For as long as i can remember coming to the board walk was the only thing remotely enjoyed doing ever since i turned 18, David and his self proclaimed 'biker gang' took a liking to me after running into Paul after trying get away from 2 surf Nazis.

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Part 2

Sleep paralysis demon Dwayne 🖤🌌 about of paul

Warning caution smut 🍋 18+🔥

Proceed if you dare minors be gone

Recap

Making my self across the beach trying my best to avoid any no good slimy surf Nazis, without any trouble i make it to the stairs only to come face to face with baddest bunch of them all The 'lost boys'

Stoping at the foot the stairs that connected the beach and the Broad walk stood there staring aimlessly into his eye "David" i acknowledge him as he came down to the bottom of the stairs.

For as long as i can remember coming to the board walk was the only thing remotely enjoyed doing ever since i turned 18, David and his self proclaimed 'biker gang' took a liking to me after running into Paul after trying get away from 2 surf Nazis.ll

2 weeks ago…

It's was just like any other night on the board walk family's walking by with howling children in their trying to calm them down, after working a really long day of work at video max it was time for me to head home, hearing the sound of my stomach growling at me to eat at least something, i came to a halt Infront a of hotdog stall and damn did they smell nice after scoffing down two large hot dog started on my stared on my journey again.

But just like always nothing ever goes my way 50 meters Infront of me stood a surf Nazis, not just any surf Nazis he was the worest of them all but i could trust him after all what else are you supposed to do when you see your father, " jimmy " i said with an unamused face spitting venom when i said his name.

"Aaaaa dear Y/N good too see you again i presume your here for you the usual " jimmy said with a shit eating grin " yes i Hope you've gotten everything I've asked for ?" I replied after a couple minutes waiting he pulled about a Black bag.

After the quick little chit chat with jimmy, i made my way towards the end of the pier towards the stairs when two of Jimmy's goonies thought it was okay to follow me.

As they were busy i made the smart decision and made a run for it behind a stall hiding in the shadows lurking, after a while of waiting i decided that the coast was clear, I ran not wanting to see him ( jimmy) or his little firends again, Running as fast could could from behind the stall only to came face to face with what i presumed was a cold brick wall

"Oh shit sorry i didn't see you there are you alright" asked the stranger who I'd just ran into, " how the hell are you still standing Man, your like a brick wall" i asked whilst looking back making sure they weren't close enough so that i could take a break, after realising what had just happened i looked back up again only to stare back into his bright blues eyes, taking my time to take a better looks see if had to admit that he was hot 🔥 (like wasabi).

He wore tight white jeans that were a bit dirty he had crazy blond hair that seemed to puff out like just like he'd rolled outta bed and didn't even bother brushing it, but hey who am i to judge after a while of just gawking at him i finally came back to my senses

"Fancy seeing you here " he replied whilst sticking his hand for me to grab, after taking a hold of his hand he pulled me up As if i was nothing.

Time skip smut 🍋 you have been warned.

"Fuck, Y/N you feel so go-ood around me" moaned Paul from above me, hidden away in a dark alley way on the board walk, just before he could cum, Paul pick me up before setting me down on his lap before he so ruthlessly slammed me onto his cock, relentlessly fucking me as if the world depended on it pulling me up just a tad bit before violating my insides once again, after a while of what felt like years, he cam shooting directly into my womb, not that I mind, because when Paul wants something he takes no matter where cause when he fucks, yea when he fucks he fucks hard and long.

Now this wasn't the first we've done this nooo nooo no no,

(Time skip)

Many nights have gone by lying and wondering when will I see the one who I call friend "Mr whispers" I say to my self "even in my daze I still feel you here waiting patiently like a prey wanting it's new meal"

Pov

after seems to be years of waiting even though it's only been an hour,

"Come to me now and sing a song"

As I doors slam shut I jump out of bed covered in sweat hair in a mess.

To be continued

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The Lost Boys Cast & Character Guide

The Lost Boys Cast & Character Guide

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Wolves Season 1 Episode 3: Whistling Blue

Doctors and nurses wearing blue gowns gathered around the operating table, prodding the patient’s opened up rib cage. Ms. Lawrence Green, a cardiac surgeon and charge nurse of two years, operated on the man, Jen Hislock, carefully removing the gushing, slobbering heart, soaking his gloves in blood, setting it on a tray provided to him by his assistant nurse, Dr. Hermand. “Dr. Hermand, is the other heart prepared for transplant?”

Dr. Hermand used his tweezers to carefully remove a bullet lodged in the deceased’s aorta. “The deceased’s heart is prepared for transplant.” The deceased: Mr. Kelly Johns, was a police officer, and one of the very few remaining after K. Hornwell swept through cities, and Johns died in a gunfight against Hornwell’s goonies. Before he was pronounced dead by Dr. Green and Dr. Wayne at 3:19 P.M., December 3, he signed a waiver agreeing to donate his heart to a charity. But Global Cultivation Worldwide, the parent company, under its greedy corporates, decided to illegally buy the heart and sell it off to the dark web, where it made its way back to Whistling Blue Hospital: a hospital owned by Global Cultivation Worldwide.

Leslie Hislock was a practicing doctor facing malpractice charges, Charlie Hermand was incarcerated for five years before he got a job there because he robbed a bank, and Marjorie Wayne was a criminal long before any of the others was, and was in cahoots with the big boss behind everything, every operation. Whistling Blue Hospital and the other locations owned by Global Cultivation were facades for underground criminal operations run on the dark web, and unknowing families taking their patients there were turned away. Wayne, Green, Hermand and Hislock weren’t planning on going through with the transplant. They were auctioning the remains of the patients off to the highest bidder.

There was a packing facility behind the hospital, where nurses snuck off with corpses and shipped them overseas to middlemen, who shipped them off to buyers. Green carried the bodies behind the operating room, dug through her purse for her master key, wrestled through the door and crept into the dimly lit packing room, muttering, “The buyers in the Philippines will love this.” Something was following her. Green knew, though she pretended not to.

Whatever it was following her, it suddenly blurted, “What buyers?”

“I’m expecting buyers from the Philippines.”

“Buyers from the Philippines?” The footsteps paused.

“I have some buyers. They actually agreed to meet me here directly. Are you them?”

“I’m looking for them too.” Something hit the lightbulb, causing the whole room to go dark. Except, for a flashlight pointed at a book. “Do you know the name: Edwin of Manila?”

“Edwin is the name of the man who agreed to meet me here.”

“Edwin is a wolf, and so am I: Niraomi, former senator of the Nightwolf Dynasty, now of Dmarani.”

“What are you here for?” Green asked, running through her purse, reaching for her gun. “What do you want from Orwick?”

“Edwin had connections.” Niraomi jumped at Green with her razor-sharp claws, pressuring her: “Where’s Edwin? What is Edwin buying from you?”

“E—edwin is a few blocks down from here,” Green choked. “Th—they have a posse and everything. Th—they’re fri—fricked up man, I’m telling you! Just let me go and I’ll f—find them!”

Niraomi lifted her claw from Green’s throat, leaving her gasping for air. “I let you go—”

She stumbled for her purse, reached for her pistol inside her bag, and strangled Niraomi. “You won’t be the one leaving here alive.” Green closed her eyes and squeezed the trigger, but no bullet left the chamber. “I was bluffing, of course I’ll take you to them.”

Outside, the hospital was surrounded by fencing, 24/7 security cameras were hooked to the fencing, and a gang of Philippine Pacific wolves, The Manongs, strolled around the electric fence. Their gang leader, Edwin, was a tough egg to crack. Edwin raised an army’s worth of wolves over several years, and was paid off by the hospital in exchange for having the land as a second home. Niraomi and Green stepped out of the crooked hospital, met by the entire force of the mob, and Edwin himself. “Green, Niraomi, I’ve been waiting for you both.”

Niraomi said, “We’re not looking for trouble.”

“You’re looking for something,” said Edwin. “Tell us what you’re looking for, and if it's something confidential, we’re not handing it over.”

“Niraomi is looking for someone you know.” Dr. Green slowly backed into the hospital building.

“I’m looking for Martini.” Niraomi knew she wouldn’t find Rasheb anymore, because he changed his name to Priscilla Martini, her pronouns to she/her, moved out of the country, started doing dirty work and getting into trouble with the authorities, and made a new life for herself. “Where’s Priscilla? We have dirty business to handle.”