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Chapter 13!

Steve Harrington: Vampire Hunter

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The mismatched group of wereanimals, vampires, and Steve entered the fight from backstage. It was a further route to get there than if they had gone directly through the theater, but fighting against the flow of the crowd all running in the opposite direction would have taken much longer.

They spilled out of the backstage doors in pairs with Steve and Eddie bringing up the rear and only Dustin stumbling in alone behind them. Steve had argued with the kid the whole way down to stay behind and out of harm's way, it wasn’t like he could really help- not being trained in any sort of fighting that Steve was aware of, but he’d adamantly refused. He reminded Steve that out of the two of them he was the more likely to be hurt.

“How do you figure that?” Steve asked. “It’s a giant snake! It could eat you just as easily as me and I'm pretty sure being eaten would kill even you.”

Dustin scoffed. “This isn’t just some run of the mill snake, Steve! That thing is an Egyptian Cobra.”

Come to think of it, Steve had noticed the telltale hood that fanned out from either side of the monstrosity’s head, he just hadn’t cared about the distinction. It was a massive man-eating snake and it needed to be put down, who cared what species it was.

“So?”

“So?! It’s one of the most venomous snakes on the planet! Even a bite from a normal sized Egyptian Cobra can be fatal, could you imagine how much toxin would get pumped into your body if that monster got even one of its fangs in you?”

Wonderful.

Not that it mattered much, Steve was pretty sure that venous or not, if that thing sunk teeth into him he’d be a goner. But he understood what Dustin was getting at. Vampires were immune to things like venom and poison, the same way they couldn't get sick. Still he couldn’t just let Dustin put himself in the line of fire, he was too young, too important to so many people. If something were to happen, how could Steve ever look Mrs. Henderson in the eye and tell her that her son, who should have outlived her even if he wasn’t a vampire, had died.

Steve was bringing his gun to this party anyway and had no intentions of getting any closer to the snake than was necessary, so he offered Dustin a compromise. “If I promise to stay as far away from it as I can, will you promise to do the same and stay behind me?”

Dustin sighed. “Fine, but one of these days you have to stop treating me like a kid.”

“I know buddy, but it’s not gonna be today.”

The snake looked somehow even bigger up close. Most of its body was coiled beneath it in a massive pile on the stage. Its head was nearly two feet wide and hovered about ten feet above the floor. The scales that covered its body were so dark brown it looked almost black, with matching soulless eyes and a thick forked tongue

Steve was surprised to find the members of the band still on stage, even more shocked to find them slowly circling the cobra, trying to distract and surround the thing. He had expected the men to be long gone, or perhaps already eaten, if he was honest. Now that he was down here with them however, he thought he understood why.

There was a sudden explosion of power, magic suddenly so thick in the air that Steve thought he might choke on it. It was nothing you could see, only feel, and it had a distinct and familiar feel to it, though he’d only stood this close to something like it once before, when the wererats had transformed right in front of him down in the sewer. He’d shielded his eyes then out of respect, but now he couldn’t look away.

He watched as one-by-one the musicians dropped to all fours on the floor, writhing as fur began flowing over their skin in a rippling wave. Their faces morphed, mouths elongating into the shape of a snout with long teeth and a vicious snarl. Their legs seemed to bend at an odd angle, something that looked like it should have hurt but none of the men uttered so much as a whimper. It seemed to take both forever and no time at all for the four very human looking figures to be replaced by four very overgrown and ferocious wolves.

Werewolves.

He should have known that the band wasn’t human.

One of the wolves jumped, pouncing on the snake. He hit at about midway down the neck and bit at the thing, his powerful jaws worked as hard as they could but the wolf couldn’t seem to penetrate the cobras thick skin.

The snake threw him off easily and he fell to the stage with a sickening crack. Had he been human, or hell even a standard wolf, Steve would have been sure the man had just shattered his spine, but wereanimals healed fast and were typically harder to hurt. Argyle ran forward, pulling the limp body of the werewolf out of the way just in time to not be hit by a crushing blow from the end of the snake’s tail.

Steve raised his gun, aimed, and fired twice all in a split second while he had a clear shot at the monster’s head. The first round hit the snake just below its left eye, the second only clipped the edge of its hood. It reared back, hissing and flashing its fangs but otherwise seemed unaffected by the blow. It hadn’t even bled that Steve could see.

Fuck.

He lowered the weapon, pointing it at the floor as two of the other other wolves jumped the snake on either side at the same time. Steve caught a flash of red out of the corner of his eye and a second later saw Max join the fight, stradling the cobra’s back. She wrapped her small arms around its neck as best she could and squeezed, trying and failing to crush its throat.

She and the two wolves were flung off seconds later, landing in a heap next to the bulk of the snake's coiled body. Max rolled quickly, getting out of the way just in time to avoid the swing of its tail.

Unfortunately, Dustin, who had broken his promise and followed her into the fray was standing a little too close.

The tip of the snake's tail swept the kids feet out from under him, and before Dustin could get his legs back under him it had wrapped its tail around his waist, lifting him up and towards its wide open mouth.

Steve’s heart sank and all the blood drained from his face at once. He couldn’t get another shot off now, not with Dustin in the line of fire. His silver bullets, which had done jack squat so far against the snake, would shred the young vampire's heart to ribbons.

Terror burrowed its way into Steve’s gut but it was more somehow, there was an extra edge to it as if he were feeling someone else’s fear running alongside his own. He looked around wildly trying to find Eddie, having lost track of him somehow in the chaos of the fight and found him already springing into action, climbing the curtains directly behind the snake’s head. He was going to try and surprise it by coming in from above and behind.

Eddie looked right back at him as though he could feel Steve's gaze and suddenly it hit him what was happening.

He was sensing Eddie’s feelings as if they were his own. Steve didn’t have time to be angry at the intrusion or to worry about the how or why, not while Dustin was in danger. He assumed Eddie was in tune with him as well and he tried to use that link to urge Eddie on with his plan. He thought the words mouth and weakness, over and over again as he visualized the snake's open jaw and focused on Eddie and the space in his head where he imagined the vampire lurking.

As far as Steve could tell they’d all had very little luck in penetrating the snake’s scales, it was like armor, but if Eddie were to destroy its mouth it would at least buy them some time and perhaps the flesh inside its big maw was thinner than the tough exterior.

Eddie swung and launched himself from the curtain, landing right on top of the snake’s head, and Steve prayed he had gotten the message.

Dustin was struggling in the snake's grasp, screeching as it flung him from side to side. Steve felt helpless and had to remind himself over and over that as long as the kid’s head and heart remained intact he could and would survive this.

Steve holstered his handgun, it wasn’t doing him any good anyway, and instead drew his little knife, as Eddie had called it, and attempted to wade into the fight. He felt Eddie's panic rise suddenly, and with a new desperate edge to it. Steve froze in his tracks, looking up. He expected to find the vampire wounded or in trouble, instead he found Eddie watching him with wide frightened eyes. He could feel in his bones how terrified the vampire was for his safety and how he didn’t want him getting any closer.

Something happened as they stared into each other's eyes, an almost audible snap as though something between them had broken, or maybe… had clicked into place. There was a flash where, for a second, Steve was no longer looking at Eddie but was instead looking at himself through the other man’s eyes. He blinked and landed back in his own body. Blinked again and saw the entire scene around him from a different vantage point. It was incredibly disorienting and Steve found himself falling to the floor. He squeezed his eyes shut, attempting to regain his balance and tried to ground himself by focusing on the way the hard wood of the floor felt beneath him. Still he found that when he opened his eyes again he could still see the world through Eddie’s as if they were his own, as if they were connected.

Not only could he see, but feel, hear, taste, and smell too.

The stale and musty odor of the snake filled Steve's nostrils. As Eddie pried the cobra's mouth open and dug into the monster's flesh with his bare hands, Steve felt the wet sticky blood as if it was pouring over his own fists. When Eddie set fangs into the things impossibly wide neck, having found a weak spot where the hood extended from the thing’s length, Steve tasted its vile blood as it filled their mouth, pouring out of the corners and running down the front of them in a trickling line. This wasn’t the sort of blood that would sustain us, so we didn’t drink it. Steve understood even as he was horrified.

Someone was screaming and Steve really wished they would stop. His senses were already being completely overwhelmed by whatever the fuck was happening to him and that sound was only making it worse.

His eyes had fallen closed again at some point but as he struggled against the torrent of sensations he felt someone grab him hard, hands on either side of his face, forcing him to look up. His eyes shot open and he found himself staring into the cool blue of Max's. She was shouting, trying to talk to him but he couldn’t make it out, couldn’t hear it over the sound of…himself.

It was him that was screaming, he thought distantly, the shock of the girl’s touch had brought him back to himself enough to realize. He stopped, clamping his mouth shut to keep the sound inside as he breathed heavily through his nose.

Finally Max’s words started to sink. “You have to put your mental shields up! He’s not strong enough to maintain this stupid divide between the two of you AND take on that fucking snake!”

“What?” Steve croaked out.

“Shields, man! Your shields!”

Steve thought about the way he’d kept Eddie out of his dreams when he finally learned the truth about what they were. He had no idea what he was doing at the time, still didn’t really, but he’d visualized a sort-of wall inside his mind and that had, to his surprise, worked.

He did the same now, building the walls in his mind's eye thicker and higher than ever before, until he could no longer feel everything the vampire was feelling, until he felt alone in his body once more.

His heart rate began to slow to something a little more manageable and he felt some of the tension drain from his limbs.

“Pretty good, for an amateur,” Max admitted. “But, if you two are gonna keep this up you're gonna want to find yourself a witch to teach you a thing or two.”

“I don't understand. What happened? What was that?”

“You’re his human servant.” She said, as if that answered anything.

He stared at her blankly.

“Fucking humans,” Max sighed heavily. “You know so little. It’s amazing that you’ve gotten this far. The bond that you and Eddie have, incomplete as it is, allows you to share all. Power, strength… uh… souls, for lack of a better word. Once you’ve completed all four marks you’ll be able to live as one in two bodies if you choose to do so. Both with perfectly free will but able to share anything and everything without a thought. Deeper and more intimate than marriage, you will know each other on a level than you can’t even comprehend until it happens.”

The idea was almost as thrilling as it was frightening. The last thing Steve wanted was to be tied to a vampire for eternity. That he was sure of, but he couldn’t deny that some parts of the offer were alluring. Not the immortality, that was never something he longed for, but to always know what your partner was thinking, feeling, to never again have to doubt the truth in their words when they said, I love you?

To be so close to another person, know them intimately, inside and out, and have no secrets between you?

That was something he craved.

The closest thing he had to a relationship like that was with Robin. She was his best friend and he loved her completely, but there was a hole in his life that even she couldn’t fill.

Steve shook himself hard. It didn’t matter how much he might want that. It didn’t matter how much he might want Eddie. It wasn’t right, it wasn’t even real!

Right?

“I don’t have time for this,” Steve said, rising to his feet and turning his attention back to the fight, which had apparently ended without his help. The floor was littered with blood and a few slightly battered allies.

Dustin was okay. He was standing near Eddie, who was bent over what remained of the snake’s massive head, which had somehow, finally been removed from its body.

The only casualty on their side was one of the wolves, apparently the band’s drummer, who’d been crushed under the snake’s weight at some point while Steve was going out of his mind.

Dustin noticed Steve finally up and moving around and rushed over. He had a bit of a limp and he was cradling one of his arms but looked pretty good otherwise, considering.

“Steve! I heard you screaming, are you okay?”

“Am I…?” Steve trailed off, shaking his head. “Dustin, you were almost eaten by a giant cobra! I should be asking you if you’re alright!”

The kid shrugged “I mean, yea it hurt and i’m pretty sore but I can feel my insides healing as we speak! How cool is that?!”

Steve pinched the bridge of his nose. “Jesus Christ,” he murmured. This kid was going to give him premature gray hairs.

Dustin grinned. “You’re just jealous of my superior healing abilities. Man, I fucking love being a vampire!”

“Language!” Steve admonished automatically. As if Dustin was still a little kid, as if any of it mattered when he was a fucking vampire now, and he almost died, and...

Steve threw his arms around Dustin’s shoulders and pulled him in, cradling him to his chest, thankful for the first time that his little buddy was no longer human.

When he finally let Dustin go, Steve looked at Eddie over the top of the kid’s head. Though they were no longer sharing thoughts, Steve could see the range of conflicting emotions there in his eyes clear as day. Gratitude that they’d survived. Fear of how much worse this could have gone. Triumph at having slain an enemy, and finally, lust.

The same heavy-lidded desire Eddie had displayed earlier as he’d watched Steve drop to his knees for him was reflected in his eyes again now.

Eddie had ripped the creature apart with bare hands and teeth, and he’d enjoyed it.

A lot.

It was enough.

Enough to remind Steve of all the reasons why he couldn’t trust the vampire. Enough to remind him that the marks were not some gift, and that the bond they shared was forged in trickery and lies. Hooking up tonight had been a mistake, a moment of weakness.

He forced himself to look away.

Eddie was a monster, it was as simple and as complicated as that. They may have been on the same side of this particular fight, he might not be capital-e Evil, but there was nothing else to call him. He was dangerous, and wicked, and deadly, and Steve was human.

He didn’t fall in love with vampires. He waited and watched until their true nature showed and when they inevitably stepped far enough out of line and broke the law, he hunted them down and killed them.

The theater had long since emptied out, and with the fight now over the only sound to be heard in the cavernous space was the panting breaths of the few cohorts present that still needed to draw breath.

Steve wasn’t surprised when, in unison, several sets of the lower theater doors burst open sending police with weapons drawn spilling down the aisles headed directly for them. The air was filled with shouts of “drop your weapons!” and “hands up!” and “freeze!”

There had been too many innocent civilians present to think that no one had called 911.

Instinctually Steve stepped to the edge of the stage, putting himself to the forefront of their assembled group.

His weapons were already out of sight and he raised his hands high above his head with practiced ease. He didn’t try to shout out to the advancing officer’s that the danger was over, that the snake had been the enemy and now it was dead. They wouldn’t be listening, not yet. The police would see vampires and wereanimals and they would jump to conclusions.

So Steve used his humanity to shield them, knowing he was the one person here that the cops might hesitate to shoot first and ask questions later.

He didn’t allow himself to think about why he’d been so quick to protect them all.

It could still have gone wrong, tensions and confusion alike were clearly high among the officers, and with so many nervous trigger fingers present an ‘accident’ was almost to be expected.

Thankfully Hopper appeared, having led in one of the groups.

He started shouting orders the second he recognized Steve.

“Weapons down! I said DOWN! Hold your fire! He’s one of us!”

Hopper rushed the stage, wide eyes sweeping over the carnage as he made his way over to where Steve stood, still with his hands up.

“You can relax, kid. What the hell happened here?”

Steve let his arms drop, rolling his shoulders as he explained to Hopper, in as few words as possible, how bad his night had gone.

When he was done the chief raked a hand over his face and let out a long string of profanities.

“I know I'm going to regret asking this,” he said after a while, “but why the hell would anyone perform with something like that?!”

Steve shook his head. “Your guess is as good as mine, Hop.”

“You gotta admit, it was a pretty badass show until the cobra ate its trainer.” Dustin chimed in, suddenly standing right next to Steve where a moment ago he was on the other side of the stage.

“Jesus, Dustin.” Steve yelped. “Stomp your feet or something when you do that!”

“Sorry.”

“Friend of yours?” Hopper asked.

“Yea, one of the kids I used to babysit back home.” Steve answered.

“I was human then.” Dustin added, grinning.

Hopper said nothing but gave Steve a pointed look that told him very clearly that they would be talking about this later.

“Okay folks,” Hopper began, raising his voice a little to address the small crowd. “We’re going to need official statements from all of you. As long as everyone cooperates and we do this in a calm and orderly fashion, we can all get out of here at a decent hour.”

Several hushed but frantic conversations broke out behind Steve. He didn’t blame the preternaturals for being nervous, relations between their kind and the police were still not the best, but with the murder this morning he also couldn’t blame the cops for being wary of the vamps. He just hoped everyone could keep their cool, there’d already been enough fighting and bloodshed for one night.

A bunch of the cops left once it became clear that their numbers weren’t necessary. The act of trust went a long way to relax the wolves, rats, and vampires. Everyone remaining had filed into the backstage area. Eddie gave Hopper access to a few of the dressing rooms so he could conduct the interviews in private, and the whole thing was turning out to be surprisingly civilized.

Everyone who fought the snake sat against the wall in a rough line along the hallway, each waiting their turn to speak with the police, including Steve. Technically Hopper had already given him a pass to go home, accepting his initial comments on the matter as his statement, but he couldn’t bring himself to leave just yet. He wanted to keep an eye on things.

While they waited, one of the werewolves from the band approached Eddie, groveling. “I’m so sorry, master, we didn’t think something like this could happen.”

Steve was a short ways down the line sitting with Dustin and still he couldn’t help overhearing.

Master?

Why would the werewolves be calling Eddie master?

“I told you, you don’t have to call me that.” The vampire quickly replied.

The werewolf shuffled in place. Now that it was all over, he probably thought he would be punished somehow, since they’d been the ones responsible for bringing the snake in here in the first place.

“Right, right. Sorry, it’s just. The last vampire we belonged to who could called wolves was really strict about all that. Titles and stuff.”

“Keep your voice down!” Eddie hissed.

“Sorry! Again, fuck sorry. Just, aren't you going to punish us?”

“We’ll talk about this later.” The vampire replied, a little growl in his voice as he dismissed the wolf from his sight.

“You’re letting them off easy,” Max said to Eddie from her place next to him.

“Not now, Red. I don’t need another lecture from you.”

“Fine, but remember– you are the one who brought me here.”

Steve wasn’t quite sure what to make of it all. Eddie hadn’t had an animal to call before. Had his power grown that much in just a few months? It was odd, usually after a few hundred years that was it for a vampire, as powerful as they would get. It sounded like he didn’t want people to know either, which was a curious thing all on its own.

It took nearly two hours to get through all the interviews but finally Dustin exited the office with Hopper coming out right behind him, the last one to go for the night. Steve stood, intending to give Dustin his goodbyes when a cool hand wrapped around his wrist to stop him.

He whirled, almost drawing his gun until he realized it was Eddie. He wrenched his arm out of the vampire’s grasp and took a step back, rubbing fingers on the spot he’d been touched as though he’d been burned.

Eddie's eyes shimmered with something. Anger? Hurt? Confusion? Steve didn’t know. Told himself he didn’t care. The vampire sighed. “Why do things never go to plan with you?”

“One of the many reasons we should stay far away from each other.” Steve replied.

“Is that really what you still want?”

“Yes.”

“What about your murder investigation?”

Steve grit his teeth. He was sure it was a ploy of some kind, a bid to stay in touch, but on the off chance Eddie actually came up with something helpful, he answered.

“If you think of anything relevant, have Dustin get in touch with me.”

It was around 3am when Steve parked in his driveway, finally home after the night from hell. In comparison this was an early night for him, but he was exhausted regardless for so many reasons. Not the least of which being the presence of an unfamiliar car parked on the street in front of his house. A rental. He wasn’t expecting anyone that he could recall, but he had a pretty good idea as to who might have popped in for an unexpected visit at this odd hour.

The lamp in the living room had been switched on. Steve could see through the sheer drapes in his front windows. At least she wasn’t trying to be creepy this time.

He unlocked the front door and stepped inside, “Hey Nance,” falling from his lips as he pushed it closed and engaged the deadbolt.

She was laying on his couch, feet propped up the cushions, at ease as if she lived there with an open magazine in her lap.

“Hey yourself.” She said, finally looking up and taking in his disheveled appearance. “Rough night?”

Though he hadn’t gotten all that close to the snake on his own, he still looked like he’d been through the ringer, and of course he’d gotten some blood on him when he hugged Dustin.

Steve shrugged. “The usual.”

She raised an eyebrow. “The usual, huh? Do you make a habit out of fighting giant man-eating cobra’s then?”

Steve gaped at her. “How did you…” he trailed off, before answering his own question. “You were there.”

She nodded.

“Why?”

“I like music.” She hedged.

He didn't buy it, and he was a little pissed off now too. “And when the shit went down, you didn’t think we could have used your help?”

“You and your…friends seemed to have it handled. I didn’t think you’d want me to interfere.”

He let the friend's comment go for now. He was tired and in no mood to argue. Better to find out what she was doing here so he could get to bed.

“What are you doing back in town, Nancy? And don’t try and give me some bullshit about the concert. We both know you can’t stand that kind of music”

She snapped her magazine closed and sat up, scooting back to make some room on the couch and patted the seat next to her in invitation. Steve sighed, but crossed the room anyway and sat down.

“I’ve been offered another contract to kill the master of the city.” She said, no preamble this time.

Steve concentrated on breathing evenly and tried to think. “Okay. His identity is public knowledge so I'm not sure why you're here.”

Nancy furrowed her brow, clearly expecting a different reaction. The problem was, he wasn’t sure which one to give her. He wasn’t sure how he felt about the news. Nancy was far from the only person after the vampire these days, but she definitely posed the most real threat to Eddie’s life.

“I just didn't want to betray our friendship by going after him without talking to you first.” She explained.

“You don’t need my permission. I don’t know why you think I'd care.” He said defensively.

“Okay, whatever you say. Care to help a girl out with a daytime resting place then? I can’t imagine he’s kept the old one after what we did to Billy.”

It was impossible not to react then, and he could only hope she took his flinching as a side effect of reminiscing about what they’d done together and not because he was afraid she would figure out the truth. The vampires did still live beneath the theater. He hadn’t been sure, but after his little run in with Eddie after the interviews he’d walked Dustin under the stage himself. It was probably irrational, but he’d needed to make sure the kid was completely safe before leaving for the night.

Would Steve’s life be easier with Eddie gone?

Probably.

But when he tried to picture a world without the vampire in it, he felt a sharp pang deep in his chest. He wouldn't stop Nancy, but he couldn’t bring himself to help her either.

“Sorry, I can't help you.” It was a bit more honest than he’d meant to be. He could have just said he didn't know. If Nancy caught the double meaning of his words, she didn’t say, and she didn’t share any more of her plan with him.

“No problem.” Nancy said, rising from the couch to make her way to the front door. It was one of her best qualities. She might show up unannounced but she rarely outstayed her welcome.

She paused by the door, turning to face him again. “You know, even if I don't take this contract, someone else will.”

“I know.” He said. What else could he say?

“I’ll have to give the client my answer soon. Do you want to know one way or the other?”

Steve shook his head, already turning away from her and walking towards his bedroom. She’d lock the door behind her. “Have a good night Nance.” He said over his shoulder.

“You too.”

The next afternoon found Steve and Robin working up a sweat as they ran, closing in on the end of their fifth and final mile of the day. He had planned to call and cancel their workout after the action packed night he’d had, but then he woke up with Eddie's name on his lips and a fire in his belly that wouldn’t go out no matter how hard he stroked himself.

He needed the run to clear his head almost as much as he needed to tell his best friend about the colossal mistake he’d made.

They had taken the first mile at an easy pace to warm their muscles and he took the opportunity to fill her in on everything while they still had enough breath to talk. From the murder scene with Hop, to the snake, to Nancy, and everything in between, he told her all, including his transgressions on the floor of the Corroded Coffin’s bathroom. By the time he was done they were warmed up and running full out, neither able to keep up the conversation although he could feel her watching him with concerned eyes.

They finished their final loop around the neighborhood and collapsed on Steve's front porch to catch their breath.

Steve knew she was itching to give her two cents on everything he had shared, but he also knew he had a least a minute or two before she'd be able to form full sentences. He pulled out his phone to check messages, having turned it on silent for their workout. There were two voicemails, both from Hopper. It wasn't a good sign.

First message. Recorded at one thirty nine p.m. “Harrington, sorry to bother you again so soon after last night. I just wanted to let you know we got an I.D. on the vic from yesterday. Rick Lipton. That’s all for now, we’re still gathering information. Give me a call if the name means anything to you.”

Robin was looking at him expectantly, he told her the news while he waited for the second message to play. It had only come in a few minutes ago.

Second message. Recorded at three fifteen p.m. “Steve. Shit, kid, we got another one. I’ll text you the address. Don't worry about calling me unless you can’t make it. Just get here as soon as you can.”

Steve hung up and jumped to his feet. “Shit, Robin I'm sorry I have to go.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Another crime scene. He didn’t leave any details but I'm willing to bet it’s the same as yesterday.”

Steve went inside to change out of his jogging clothes with Robin following close behind.

“You said the first victim’s name was Rick Lipton?” She asked.

Steve kept moving as they talked, pulling on a clean pair of jeans and polo shirt. “Yeah. Do you think you could look into him for me? See if he has any connection with vampires?”

“I don’t need to, I already know he does.”

That stopped Steve in his tracks.

“What? How?”

“He’s a member of Humans Against Vampires. Or at least he was a few months ago. I remember seeing his name on a list when you had me look into the hate groups for the vampire murders a few months ago. I’ll double check to be sure but I've got a pretty good memory for names.”

“Okay, yeah. Do that and let me know but I'm sure you’re right. I’ll tell Hop. I don’t know what it means yet but at least it’s something.”

The second crime scene was in the middle of nowhere and took Steve over an hour to get to and since it was so late into October the sun was already starting to go down by the time he pulled his car in next to Hopper’s SUV. He was definitely going to be late to work.

This victim was female and unlike their previous one, her body had probably been laying there all day before someone had finally discovered it, a product of the off the beaten path location. She was curled on her side rather than laid out flat on her back, but otherwise the two scenes were pretty similar. It was clearly another body dump, as things were far too clean, the woman had to have been attacked elsewhere. Just like the previous victim, this one too carried multiple fresh vampire bites. Steve hadn’t taken the time yet to measure them but he knew without a doubt when he did he would find they were all different sizes.

Hopper stood close by while Steve examined the body, telling him about his own meeting the night before with Jason Carver of the Order of the Eternal. It seemed like the police had gotten the better end of the deal on that split, as their sit-down had been uneventful and not lasted more than five minutes.

The long and short of it was that Jason claimed not to know anything. He said he hadn’t sensed ANY new master level vamps in town, which, fine. Eddie hadn’t sensed their rogue master vampire murderer either, but there were in fact new master vampires in town. Steve had met two of them last night. So either Jason was lying, or he wasn’t powerful enough to sniff out Max and Argyle. Either way, Carver wasn’t going to be any help to them with this case. Steve wasn’t surprised.

He didn’t say any of that to Hopper though, only nodded along as the older man talked. He didn’t like lying to him or keeping him in the dark but Steve was almost sure that the two new vampires had nothing to do with these murders. The problem was, they fit the profile Steve himself had suggested and he didn’t want the police to get distracted in solving this crime by thinking they had discovered viable suspects.

“Eddie wasn’t much more help than that, he isn’t aware of any new masters in town either. I asked him to get in touch with me if that ever changes but that’s about it.”

“Hmm” Hopper hummed in acknowledgement. “It was a good thought but I guess us mere humans are on our own with this one, just like always.”

The sun had fully set as they talked and Steve was forced to use the flashlight on his cell phone to see well enough to measure the bites on the woman’s arm. It was difficult to balance the device in one hand and measure with the other and it occurred to him that he could probably pull on the power he shared with Eddie and be able to see in the dark just fine. It would certainly make his task easier but the more stubborn part of his brain argued that it wasn’t a good enough reason to use the thing he most despised.

He rested his measuring hand lightly on the body and he inched the tape measure out with two fingers. He realized too late that he could have asked Hopper to hold the light, but he was already here and managing so it was fine.

It was fine, until the skin beneath his hand became softer somehow, more alive in a way he couldn’t quite describe. His gaze flicked up to the woman’s face and Steve gasped. He could have sworn that a moment ago she had looked terrible. Drawn, skin a little gray and eyes sunken. Now she looked like she could wake up any minute. As if she’d been walking along this stretch of road and decided to lay down and take a nap.

“Hey, Hop?” Steve called out, voice a little shaky. “Does she look…different to you?”

“Now that you mention it, sorta looks like she’s asleep. What do you make of it?” Hopper said, sounding a little nervous as well.

Steve’s heart rate picked up. He had the sinking feeling that he’d been wrong to assume that these victim’s wouldn’t rise as vampires and may have made a very deadly error in judgment.

“Where did you take the man’s body?” He rushed the question out, terrified of the answer. “The victim from yesterday. Is he at the regular morgue or the one reserved for vampire victims?”

His only hope now was that they hadn’t listened to him.

It was standard procedure to take any victim with a vampire bite to a special morgue in the city that was equipped with a safe room for any bodies who might potentially rise after their death. Steve had told Hopper that these victim’s were safe, but now he wasn’t sure.

“The vamp one I think. Damnit, kid. Are you saying what I think you’re saying?”

“Unfortunately, yes. You have to call over there right now, Hop. If I was wrong about this, he could have risen tonight. If they don't have him locked up…” Steve trailed off, taking a deep breath. “I’ve never heard of a vampire rising after an attack like this, I don't know if he’ll be a normal vampire or some out of control revenant.”

“Fuck!” Hopper cursed, stepping away to make the call.

Steve rose to his feet, wiping his suddenly clammy hands off on his pants, and waited.

Hopper was pacing back and forth about 15 feet away with his phone pressed tightly to his ear. He hadn’t uttered a word yet that Steve could hear, and he braced himself for the worst. Finally, the chief came jogging back, a grim look on his face.

“I called three times. No answer. Any chance they’re out to lunch, er, dinner?”

Steve shook his head. “Someone should be there, there’s supposed to be a staff member on site overnight in case someone wakes up. I need to get over there right now.” He turned ready to rush to his car until Hopper intercepted him.

“No chance, kid. We’ll go over there together. You ride with me, I can get us there quicker.”

Steve didn’t like it but he wasn’t the one in charge here, even if this was all his fault. He nodded and got into the passenger seat of the police SUV. Hopper was giving orders to the few remaining officers on the scene, likely telling them to take caution with this body for all the obvious reasons.

Minutes later they were careening down the highway at top speed headed back into the city with the full show of lights and sirens going when Steve’s phone rang. He wasn’t going to answer it and briefly considered throwing the damn thing out the window of the moving car just to make the irritating sound stop, but it was work calling and a glance at the clock told him he was very, very late.

Steve sighed and answered, “Dad?”

“Steven, I…What’s all that noise?”

Fuck. “Police sirens.”

“Why do they sound so close?”

Steve sighed, pressing the heel of his hand hard into his forehead as he tried to keep his cool. “Because I'm inside of a police car.” Idiot. “Look, before you start yelling I…”

“I’m not calling to yell at you, I'm just calling to let you know that when you didn’t call and didn’t show up I took matters into my own hands.”

Steve wasn’t sure he liked the sound of that. “What does that mean?” He asked.

“I convinced Wayne to come out of retirement, on a part time basis at least. I sent him out on your appointments.”

“Didn’t I have three raisings booked for tonight?”

“Yes, why?”

Steve pulled the phone away from his mouth and growled a little in frustration. He wanted to say, because Wayne is getting old and tired, and Steve wasn’t convinced he could raise more than one zombie per night now let alone three, but he loved and respected Wayne too much to say all that out loud.

“Nothing, just, isn’t that a lot for someone who’s been out of it for a while?” Steve settled on saying, it was a fair enough question

His dad made a little huff over the line before responding. “If you’re that worried, then I suggest you hurry up with whatever it is you're doing with that awful police chief and meet him at your next appointment.”

Steve would try to do just that, but he didn't appreciate his father’s tone.

“Fine.”

“Oh, Steven, I almost forgot. I also have a message for you. You got a call at the office– something about an emergency staking at the vamp morgue. It seems they had a victim brought in who turned out to have a dying will?”

“When did that come in?”

“A few hours ago.”

“Why didn’t someone call me right away?!” Steve shouted.

“Well, If you’d showed up to work when you were supposed to you would have gotten it right away.”

He wanted to reach through the phone and tear his father's head off. He settled for hanging up on him without saying another word. It wasn’t a fair trade but at least this way he might keep his job.

Chapter 14

Thank you @penny00dreadful 😘

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The teams have been made.

So many random teams! Tomorrow, 20 pairs of teams will compete for votes. Who will make it to round two? Here's the team list:

1. Sonny Days & Emily

2. Masked Meat Marauder & Li'l' Mittens

3. Reason & Chazz

4. The Prancingtons & The Canddlestick Maker

5. Babysitter & Bob Botsford|Huggyface

6. Storyteller & Hunter Throbheart

7. Nocan the Contrarian & Phil

8. Whammer and Tim Botsford

9. Zachary Zany & El Mysterioso

10. Patrick Needlemeyer & Dupey

11. Mrs. Ripley & Big Left Hand Guy

12. Timmy Tim-Bo & Mo-bot

13. Ms. Champlain & Hal Hardbargain

14. Bank Teller & The Narrator

15. Ms. Libri & the Baker

16. Steve McClean & The Butcher

17. Mr. Birg & Edith Von Hoosinghaus

18. Rhyme & Mrs. Best

19. Oscar the parrot and Milt

20. robot-Tobey and Eileen

21. Squeaky & Johnson

22. Rose Franklin and Charlie

23. Steven Boxleitner & Wordbot

24. Tommy and Exposition Guy

25. Eugene May & Magic Pony

26. Dave & Chucks Mother.

27. Mayor's assistant & Kid Potato

28. Bampy Botsford & Count Cloudy

29. Katy & Brent

30. Dr Two Brains & Reginald

31. Chuck & Henchman (meatloaf)

32. Harry Kempel & Beau Handsome

33. Mr. Best & Violet Heaslip

34. Tiny Big & Amazo Guy

35. Grandpa Ming & Mrs. Ming

36. Raul Demiglase & Razzmatazz

37. Royal Dandy & Granny May

38. Kid Math & Bank Guard

39. Ms. Question & Theodore "Tobey" McCallister

40. Mr. Ming & Glen Furlblam

41. Colonel Gigglecheeks & Seymour Orlando Smooth

42. The Mayor & TJ Botsford

43. Ms. Davis & Maria the Energy Monster

44. Emma & Mr. Big

45. Art Teacher & Professor Tubbing

46. Todd "Scoops" Ming & Guy Rich

47. Invisi-Bill & General Smoochington

48. Claire McCallister & Bootsy

49. Amazing Rope Guy & Captain Tangent's Crew

50. Victor Best & Priscilla the cat

51. Lady Redundant Woman & the Warden

52. Blue Blazer & Sally Botsford

53. Leslie & Becky Botsford|Wordgirl

54. The Learnerer & Evil Malicious Wordgirl

55. Flash Clocktormocktor & David Driscoll

56. Victoria Best & Ed the Used Car Salesman

57. Great Granny May & Captain Tangent

58. Bill the Grocery Store Manager & Miss Power

59. Violet's mom & Chip Von Dumor

60. Pretty Princess & The Coach.

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supernatural s14e15 peace of mind (story: meghan fitzmartin, steve yockey; teleplay: meghan fitzmartin)

what in the riverdale is going on in this opening

JACK You want to know how much of my soul I had to burn off to kill Michael. CASTIEL Yes. JACK I don't know. I try not to think about it.

well cas has this fun and painful method just jamming his hand up in your chest cavity and we can find out

guess we're picking the rando au people we didn't know except kinda maggie for sam to be traumatized over (my long held irritation over no mystery spot trauma rears its ugly head :p but it's only just gotten way worse over the years) way back when they used to follow those things through pretty regularly

so sam's running off to the riverdale hunt because he can't stand to not be busy

CASTIEL You were right. Jack is struggling. And I've tried, but -- DEAN Why do you think he'll talk to me? CASTIEL Well, because he looks up to you. And his soul -- I mean, you've seen this before. DEAN No, no. No. See, I was -- I was not great with Sam, you know, when he was uh... CASTIEL But Jack's soul isn't completely gone. At least I don't think so. W-We just don't know how much is left. DEAN Well, how am I supposed to figure that out? CASTIEL I don't know! Just talk to him. Get him to open up. And then sleep until the cows come home.

the stuffed face eyeroll :p i know it's part of his schtick but i hate the massive bites thing.

literally the most impractical cars they could pick for traveling cross country for hunts. old fucking american cars. sure to break down constantly and consume staggering amounts of fuel

SAM I'm good. I'm good, honestly. CASTIEL Yeah, I know. Everybody's good. But after this, maybe Dean's right. You need to rest. SAM Can't.Just because I'm tired doesn't mean the monsters are gonna stop, you know? Doesn't mean anything. Plus we don't have as many Hunters as we used to.

a) love to see the snark from cas b) that is the LAMEST excuse because they had this surplus of hunters for what.. a handful of months at most? i don't even know. NOT VERY LONG.

CASTIEL Yeah. It's like we're stepping into a Saturday Evening Post. I look at them sometimes after you fall asleep at night. They're very soothing.

do they have a stockpile in the bunker of them? is he reading them on the internet? so many questions. and reminder of the weirdness of him never sleeping

is the free milkshake gonna put the 50s whammy on sam?

CASTIEL Oh, no. His head exploded. CHIP I'm sorry! CASTIEL Like a ripe melon on the sun.

occasionally the way they do his social obliviousness does hit for me

SAM Passionate how? CASTIEL She spends, uh, quite a bit of time talking about the -- the shape and the heft of his --

LOL ok

guess we're going with clueless!dean dealing with the maybe-soulless!jack. hokay. the stilted attempt at bonding over the snake, the ... test of angel food or devil's food snack cakes...

MS DOWLING Oh. The very nice, the very tall fella? CASTIEL Yes.

LOL cas in a huff over the lady being charmed by sam. and the milkshake lady too. yes, looking for the very tall man 🙄

good "does not compute" face from cas

JACK I don't know. I know I don't feel nothing, but I don't feel the same, either. And maybe I just don't know what nothing feels like. Mostly, I just don't want Sam and Dean and Cass to worry. DONATELLO They're your family. Families worry. JACK But I just -- I need time and space to figure things out on my own, but everywhere I go, there's someone looking over my shoulder. DONATELLO Ah. When I need to, uh, "blend," I ask myself, "What would Mr. Rogers do?" JACK Who's Mr…. DONATELLO Rogers? The best man I know. Sam and Dean are the best men I know.So, ergo, whenever you don't want them to worry, just think "WWWD" -- "What Would the Winchesters Do?" JACK I can do that.

reminds me a bit of amos in the expanse, knows he doesn't have a good moral compass so naomi is often is his. ps you should watch this show. it's so, so good.

the expanse s1e2 AMOS Ask me whether or not I should rip your helmet off and kick you off this bucket, and I couldn't give you a reason why I should or shouldn't. Except Naomi wouldn't like it.

DEAN So he's not like you? DONATELLO Oh, no. I'm a Prophet of the Lord, but he -- Jack's probably the most powerful being in the universe. I mean, really, who knows what's going on inside his head?

like okay so we're regressing to dean being freaked out over jack's powers now i guess, with the questionable morality. but also, surely jack can't be more powerful than the most juiced up god? why didn't archangels go around making little stronger-than-god creatures before

CHIP What, did you think it was the milkshakes?

well, they got me too. still unclear what this dude's deal is even after that long speech

CASTIEL Sam, I know you want to be happy. And I know what it's like to lose your army. I know what it's like to fail as a leader, Sam. But you can't lose yourself. You have to keep fighting. You can't lose yourself, because if you do, you fail us. You fail all of those that we've lost. You fail Jack. Sam, you fail Dean.

said the magic word to wake him up. can't let dean down

DEAN Heard you wore a cardigan. CASTIEL Yeah, I told him about the cardigan. SAM Great. Thanks. DEAN And the wife. He said you were, uh, really happy. SAM Thanks.

i would like to imagine this taking place as texting with pictures

DEAN Really happy, huh? SAM I mean, I guess I was happy, but… It wasn't real, you know? Just… DEAN Well, not a lot of happy goin' on around here. SAM I hate this place right now. I hate it. Everywhere I look, I see them. I see Maggie. I guess that's why, uh -- why I was so desperate to get out of here, why I kept running us ragged. But I got to stop that. I-I can't keep running. I -- This is my home. This is our home. Dean, I think I just need some time. DEAN Okay.

just give him a hug, dean. bah. shoulder pat and walking away, lame. anyway, good on you, sam! telling him straight up why you're struggling. kinda would like to see a little more support other than the immediately complying with the need for time/space from dean, but ok.

JACK Cas says you miss your friend. You need help. Sam and Dean would help you, so -- so I'll help you. I'll help you see your friend again. In Heaven.

lol great great. and cas got to see it.

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Harringrove Week Day 5 - Ghost Hunters

(I used the AU prompt but it’s canon divergent instead oops)

Steve figured this was inevitable. It's been two months since Billy reappeared, two months since Max had shown up at Steve's front door with a mumbled 'he wants you to have this' and a silver pendant shoved into his confused hands.

It had started with some things moving, small things like Steve's hairspray that he swears he left in the bathroom until it magically appears on his bedroom floor to trip him when he's already running late for work. His mug of coffee that just isn't there when he reaches for it, hand grasping at empty air.

Then it's his music, radio flipping to ACDC or Metallica so often that he just gives up and suffers the neighbours glares as he speeds down the street, volume cranked up to a hundred, shoulders hunched up as if Mrs Bradshaw isn't gonna recognise his Beemer if he's ducked down behind the door.

The first time he sees him he swears his heart just fucking stops. He'd stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around his waist and wiped a hand across the condensation on the mirror to see Billy Hargrove grinning over his shoulder. He'd squealed a very manly squeal and spun, Farrah Faucet held up in one hand as if that'll fend off the first sign of what is obviously a zombie apocalypse.

There'd been nothing there when he'd turned, maybe a bit of an extra shift in the steam in the air, an empty spot behind him where Billy should have been standing.

Max had come into Family Video that day and Steve had immediately dragged her into the staff room by her arm, ignoring Robin standing on her tiptoes to watch them over the movie stacks. Max had huffed and slapped at his hand and hadn't seemed at all surprised when he'd asked what Billy Fucking Hargrove was doing in his bathroom this morning.

"He sure took his sweet time showing himself then." She'd looked almost bored as she'd uttered the sentence that flipped Steve's world view entirely on it's head. And that is a hard thing to do for a guy who's beaten interdimensional monsters to death with a baseball bat.

"What the fuck does that mean Max?"

A tape falls from the shelf above Steve's head, bouncing right in the centre of his skull and clattering to the floor between them. It's a copy of Ghostbusters that someone's kid had torn the tape out of beyond repair and Keith had delegated to the 'graveyard' in the staff room. Fucking Ghostbusters.

Max frowns down at the tape, now she looks concerned, Jesus.

"What is he.... Oh my god, Steve?" She looks up at him now, eyes sparkling, looking a bit too god damn amused for his liking, "Are you wearing the necklace right now?"

Steve can feel his face burning, hand lifts halfway to clutching at the neck of his shirt to make sure the pendant is tucked away, aborts the move before he can draw her attention to it.

"No."

"You so are." She reaches a hand out, like lightning, pulling his collar down before he can flinch away, revealing the damning evidence. "I owe a ghost ten bucks, shit."

Steve has officially had it with today.

"What does that mean Max?"

She huffs and flicks her hair back, as if ghosts are an everyday occurrence and not the latest in the parade of absolute fuckery that is Steve's life these days.

"I had a box of Billy's stuff, I hid it under my bed when his dad cleared his room out. I guess he's like, connected? To the necklace or whatever. He started showing up in my room and like, it was nice to have him back and all but there is only so many times he can hijack my phone time with El when I need boyfriend advice that isn't just 'dump him' so I decided someone else needed to take custody and he chose you." Her tone is absolutely no nonsense as if this is actually his problem now. "I told him there's no way you would want it and if he ends up in the Hawkins tip sharing a rusty paint tin with a rat then that is his problem but he was so sure, he bet me ten bucks you'd be wearing it by the end of the week."

Steve has decided that this is it, this is the thing that officially sends him over the edge. Ghost custody.

"Hey, when did you start wearing it? If it wasn't within a week then he still technically owes me ten bucks." Max is eyeing him up with her arms crossed and he is done.

"Alright get out. And take this back." He's shoving her towards the door with one hand and trying to undo Billy's necklace with the other, ignoring Max's protests when he feels the hairs on the back of his neck stand. Goosebumps work their way down his arms and he freezes in place, knows without a shadow of a doubt that Billy is behind him.

The creep factor is dampened a bit by Max rolling her eyes over Steve's shoulder but he still hesitates a second before slowly spinning on his heel. There he is. He look just as real as he did in Steve's bathroom mirror this morning, Steve has the irrational thought, once again, that he's about to be thrown into a zombie apocalypse movie, but zombies don't just appear out of thin air. Ghosts do.

Jesus.

Steve's hand is still reaching up behind his head, fingers poised to undo the clasp. Billy reaches one hand out to him, grinning when Steve's breath catches and holds. His hand is cold and this close up Steve can see that his arm doesn't quite catch the light right, he's a little muted, a little less vibrant. He catches hold of Steve's hand and tugs it back away from the clasp, he brings it back down in front of him and pauses for a moment, just holding his hand. Steve doesn't even notice when Max huffs and leaves the room because Billy is talking. His voice is a little faint, kind of like it's coming through on a bad connection.

"Come on, pretty boy, didn't you miss me?" He looks every bit as cocky as he did in life, like he knows Steve will say yes and yet Steve still can't bring himself to deny him. "I'll let you pick the radio station sometimes."

"That was you! You dick, Mrs Bradshaw is ready to eviscerate me. You're not picking the music ever" Billy grins at him and drops his hand, Steve is definitely not disappointed at the loss of contact.

"Deal."

Wait a second, what?

Billy flickers and just disappears before Steve can protest, leaves him gaping at the empty room wondering how the hell he ended up in this situation. Fucking damn Billy Hargrove. Steve huffs and leaves the room, definitely does not stomp like a toddler on his way out the door.

He does trip over nothing, to Robin's great amusement, when a voice whispers in his ear, "as long as you keep wearing that necklace in the shower."

He's gonna be leaving the stupid necklace in a dumpster.

A month later and he hasn't thrown the necklace out, yet. He still considers it when Billy unexpectedly appears next to him, handing him his boxers right as he's dropping his towel after a shower or moving things just out of reach right as he's about to grab them. He still doesn't have full control over his radio but Billy at least waits until the car is out of reach of newspapers thrown by angry little old ladies.

Steve will admit, begrudgingly, that it's nice to have some company when his parents have disappeared on one of their business trips, leaving Steve alone in a big empty house. Billy doesn't ask why Steve keeps the lights on at night, why he avoids the pool in the backyard, why he keeps the nail bat under his bed and pulls it out some nights just to hold when he can't sleep. Billy sits with him on those nights, talks about California, surfing, the number of times Max wiped out learning how to skate. Steve has noticed he never mentions his parents, doesn't ask him about it either.

They get lunch with Max once a week, she comes to Steve's and they order something in, Billy can't exactly go sit in the local diner without causing an uproar. They went out to the diner once, Max and Steve sat in a booth and Max pretended to talk to Steve while Billy sat next to him, invisible? Which apparently he can do at any time and doesn't that add an interesting factor while Steve is showering and dressing and- anyway. It was weird not being able to see him, see his expressions, could barely hear his whispers over the other diners.

So they stay in and Steve gets to see a softer side to the boy that cracked one of Joyce Byer's good plates over his head once. He notices the way Billy listens to Max's ranting like it's the only thing in the world that matters, notices the way he asks around the subject of his dad, the intense way he asks how she is, if she's alright. Steve's not an idiot, he can connect the dots sometimes.

He's a little nicer to Billy after that, puts up with his music most of the time, lets him pick the movies they watch. Billy notices and steps it up, seems to relish finding new ways to annoy Steve, starts wailing along to the music in the car when Steve least expects it, starts knocking video tapes off of shelves when Steve has just finished restocking.

Robin started to catch on with the last one and Steve had happily let her in on the new development in the fuckery that is Hawkins. She'd asked a thousand questions about ghosts that he didn't know the answer to and then moved onto more uncomfortable questions like 'why did he want you to have the necklace?' and 'why did you even start wearing it?' and 'hey remember that time we got totally blazed and you wouldn't shut the fuck about how annoyingly bouncy his hair is and how annoyingly blue his eyes are and how annoyingly tight his jeans are and how annoyingly good they look stretched over his a-' until he'd slapped a hand over her mouth, glaring around at the suspiciously ghostless store.

At the very least Robin had taken one look at the entire paranormal section heaped on the floor and demanded to be introduced to 'this asshole who thinks I get paid enough to deal with his bullshit' before promptly handing him a spare Family Video vest and putting him to work. He doesn't wear it obviously, stays invisible while the store is open, they would prefer not to give their customers heart attacks. But the returns stack does sometimes disappear when they're not looking and the candy selection is always somehow neat and orderly even after hoards of children sweep through. Steve has a sneaking suspicion that Robin has somehow managed to bully a ghost into working for free. Makes a note to ask her for lessons in ghost wrangling.

The video store is the first place it happens. Steve and Robin are sitting in the empty store sorting through the new arrivals, making up terrible plots to match the covers, when Billy just appears in front of them. Steve jumps and 'The Fly' tumbles to the ground, Robin stays annoyingly calm next to him.

"There's an old lady on the street." Billy looks, kind of a little freaked out actually.

"Yeah dude, they come outside sometimes, don't worry she's more scared of you than you are of her." Robin tells the ghost.

"No like... I thinks she's dead. Her face is kind of messed up and there's blood and this one guy just walked right through her."

Steve and Robin share a look and then drop their tapes to the ground to rush to the front of the store, faces pressed up to the glass.

"I don't see anything man." Steve turns to look at Billy, jumps a little when he finds the other boy is standing right behind him now. Gotta get him a bell or something, he thinks.

"She's right there." Billy is staring out the window, he looks a little dazed, distant.

"I guess your like, a special ghost then? You've got an object to hang on to so we can see you or-" Robin cuts off, frowning. "Maybeeeee it's Steve?"

Steve starts a bit, about to protest.

"I do feel kind of... Stronger, when you put the necklace on. Like I'm a bit more solid, a bit more present. Like I can think properly."

And Steve doesn't even know where to begin unpacking that, he's definitely gonna feel guilty when he takes the necklace off now, shit, what's worse, Billy potentially watching him shower or Billy being untethered from reality not knowing what's happening to him?

"She looks kind of lost... She's not really corporeal either." Billy doesn't seem to share Steve's concern about his own state, still staring out the window at nothing.

Steve mouths 'corporeal?' at Robin, frowning. Robin reaches over and pinches him on the arm, grinning.

"Means she doesn't look real, doesn't look solid." She explains. He could've done without the demonstration thank you very much.

"I'm gonna go talk to her." Billy whispers. He steps forward through the glass window and then just vanishes. Steve has a moment of panic, shares a wide eyed look with Robin. Can ghosts get hurt?

A few moments later Billy steps back through the window, materialising right in front of Steve. The momentum of Billy's movement bumps them together for a second. Billy's nose feels almost warm where it presses up against Steve's cheek.

"Oops." Billy is grinning in Steve's face, doesn't look very sorry at all. Steve swallows and takes one step back, ignoring the flip flopping in his stomach, still hasn't gotten used to this ghost thing that's all.

"What happened?" Thank god for Robin asking the right questions, Steve can't really think of any real words with Billy's gaze still stuck to him like that, 'gurhhh' comes to mind and so does 'haaaaaghr'.

Billy finally drags his eyes away from Steve, wanders back towards the counter, Robin trails after him and Steve relearns how to walk.

"She was a bit confused, said she had to get to the grocery store for her daughter, needed more formula for the new baby. There was a crash here a month or so ago, wasn't there?" Billy has pulled out a phone book from under the counter, flicking through it.

"Uh yeah, oh! Yeah that older lady who lives over on Morriset, that was so sad, what was her name?" Robin is tapping her fingers on the counter squinting up at the ceiling.

"Randolph. Mrs Randolph. She told me." Billy has flipped through to 'R' is dragging his finger down the listing. Stops and taps on a name, 'Randolph, Millicent'.

"What are you doing?" Steve leans over to read the name upside down from the book.

"She has a daughter, she was worried about her, said she'd just had a baby and the dad had run off to fuck knows where." Billy looks a bit angry, his fingers clench on the counter top and Steve thinks of all those conversations not had with Max, the way Billy checks her over every time he sees her as if looking for injuries.

"What are you gonna do, Billy?" Steve doesn't want to upset him but he doesn't see what a dead 17 year old can do about a single mum.

Billy lets out a sigh.

"I don't know, I just- the old lady she's got some money hidden an old couch in the back shed. I don't know if she knows she's dead but she just kept saying she has to find it. Has to give it to her daughter."

"Maybe it's like unfinished business." Robin is looking between Billy and Steve. "Like she can't move on or whatever until she knows her daughter is taken care of."

Billy is nodding along now, looking down at the address in front of him and then back out the window to where there is apparently an old lady ghost. Steve can see that same determination he gets when Max needs help with something, he wonders if that was there when he was alive, it must have been, buried under all the hate and anger. Wonders what it is about being dead that lets Billy act without hiding, or maybe it's everything that happened before he died.

"Alright we go tell her daughter about the money and she can move on, easy." Steve would do just about anything to see that look on Billy's face, that one he's directing at Steve now, the surprised/happy 'I can't believe someone would do something nice for me' look that makes Steve want to march up to Neil Hargrove's door with his nail bat.

"Will she just like... Disappear then? How's she gonna know her daughter has the money?" Robin is frowning out the window like she can actually see the other ghost.

"Well, we can just... Take her with us?" Steve asks, looks at Billy. Billy shrugs back, for a guy who is a ghost he sure doesn't know a lot about how ghosts work.

"Maybe we can bring her with us?" Robin turns back to Billy. "Do you think she'd follow you? What if she's stuck there because that's where she died or something?"

"I don't know, we could try? I mean, I can't go very far from my necklace but I don't think she's got a thing to hold on to so maybe."

Steve didn't know that, he guesses it should have been kind of obvious the way Max complained about him always being in her room and the way he's always hanging around Steve's home and work but he just never considered Billy being stuck to him. Never considered the way he obviously chose to be stuck to Steve.

"Alright, let's give it a shot." Billy is striding back through the front window into invisibility again before Steve can really wrap his head around what it is they're about to try.

In retrospect they really could have thought that through more.

It turns out Billy is some kind of ghost battery or something because the second he took the woman's hand there they both were, in broad daylight, just two dead people holding hands in the middle of the street. Luckily no one was close enough to notice them appearing out of nowhere and Steve and Robin had frantically waved Billy into the store before anyone noticed. They'd closed up, Keith is gonna be pissed if he finds out but what were they gonna do, ask a dead old lady to just wait around until they got off their shift? And neither one of them is gonna stay back and miss out on the ghost reunion.

So they had shut up shop, crammed themselves into the Beemer and headed to the old woman's house. Billy had sat in the back, looking slightly uncomfortable with the prolonged hand holding that was going on and Steve had nearly veered off the road six times trying to watch them in the back.

Whatever Billy was doing, it was weird to watch. The old woman had been a little more faint than Billy, looked more like what Steve would expect of a ghost. She still had blood on her, some open gashes on her face and her expression was mostly blank. As they drove though she seemed to wake up slowly, her wounds faded, the blood disappeared and by the time they got to her house she was thanking Billy and pinching his cheeks and calling him a 'sweet young man'.

The part they definitely should have thought through was showing up at a random woman's house with her dead mother clutching a teenage boys hand. Some screaming, a crying baby, one fainting spell, one ice pack and some weak hand fanning from Robin later, they had managed to explain the absolutely unexplainable to the poor woman. Billy was still clutching the old woman's hand, looking awkward and uncomfortable at the hugging and crying happening on the end of his arm. Steve saw the relief and happiness in his glances though and his chest felt suspiciously full at the thought of Billy getting a little bit of happiness. Billy getting to be the cause of a little bit of happiness.

Turns out there really is a Light, the women had had their reunion, cried, hugged, pulled cash out of beat up old couch and then the old woman had turned to her right and a golden light had hit her face like they were in some cheesy lifetime movie.

There was no light source that Steve could see but Billy was gazing in awe in the same direction and Steve found himself clinging to his other hand when the old woman took a step forward. Her hand slipped from Billy's and she disappeared gradually as she walked forward until she was gone and Steve was holding onto Billy so tightly a normal human would have been bruised. Billy had looked at him, a little in awe when he turned and saw their joined hands.

Steve kind of had a moment there in a stranger's crappy garden shed, couldn't actually bring himself to let go of Billy's hand, was so terrified that he would disappear into the same golden light and leave Steve alone and wow did he always want to kiss Billy Hargrove this badly?

Robin had nudged Steve then, snapped him out of it a bit as she had fumbled through their goodbye's to the woman. He'd felt awkward then, tried to drop Billy's hand but Billy had held on, squeezed tightly and smiled at Steve.

So Steve definitely should have seen this coming, the brats have watched Ghostbuster's more times than Steve can count and Billy had told Max about his new ghost powers who had told Lucas who had told everyone else and now Steve's got Dustin digging up cheesy newspaper articles about hauntings and proper newspaper obituaries trying to convince him there's a ghost just over the county line we could be there and back before school Monday and where one goes the rest of them follow so now he's a fucking ghost hunter or some shit but.

But Billy spends most of his time corporeal now, still fucks with his music and knocks shit over when he's bored and hides Steve's hairspray but he also holds Steve's hand when Max visits and leaves stupid cute messages written in his fogged up bathroom mirror and spends his nights tucked up behind Steve in his bed even though he doesn't sleep at all and maybe Steve is okay with his life being one long Ghostbusters rerun if he's got his ghost by his side for it.

#harringrove week #harringrove #ghost hunters #canon divergent #ghost billy #my fic #I wrote this in like an hour and didn't edit at all #this was meant to be shorter but I am incapable of making anything short #and I want to add more and write it out properly #help

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dragonflylady77 · 2 months

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Mr Steve and The Monster Hunter

It's finally there, time to post my fic for @bigbangharringrove (thank you mods for all your work for this event!)

I've been working so hard on this one... I even did some doodles of a couple of scenes from it (I might post them once I've posted all 6 chapters).

Art by @adelacreations (so very excited about this!!).

I want to thank @ihni for Olivia’s name, @spaceofentropy for noticing I'd forgotten about Will (oops!) and @akioukun for Cindy’s name

Also on Ao3

Steve gets the surprise of his life when one of his students gets picked up by her father. A man who Steve thought had died on the dirty floor of Starcourt Mall fifteen years ago. Billy Hargrove is alive... and a dad. He runs a security company called HellGrove and he hunts monsters in the Upside Down for a living. When Billy opens a portal into the Upside Down in Robin and Heather’s backyard, Steve follows because he wants answers.

Chapter 1 - Mr Steve isn't a boy

Steve is looking forward to the weekend after a long week teaching six-year-olds. Having the school trip to the zoo the same week as the talent show is not something he’s keen to do again in a hurry and he let his principal know as much.

He smiles as the last of the kids rush past him, waving him goodbye as they squeeze in the doorway before running down the hallway towards the exit, a spring in their step. He notices Olivia is still in the classroom and he walks over to her desk.

“Everything okay, Olivia?” he asks as she shoves the last of her drawings in her backpack. He reminds himself for the hundredth time to ask Robin where she found the Hawkins Lifeguard backpack because he didn’t know such an item existed and he was a lifeguard at Hawkins Community Pool for a few summers, both while he was in high school, and after, during summer breaks from university.

He knows he isn’t supposed to have favorites but Robin and Heather’s daughter is one of the brightest students he’d had in his ten years of teaching elementary school and she is extremely funny to boot, at a level that her classmates usually don’t get.

“Yep, Mr Steve, I’m spending the weekend with my dad so I want to show him all my work.”

“Your dad?” Steve asks, confused. As far as he knows, the little girl only has her two mums. Of course, Steve figures there has to have been a man involved in the process, he did pay some attention in biology class, but he never asked. Heather still scares him a little and he isn’t as close to Robin as they were fifteen years ago.

Nope, not thinking about it.

“Yes, he works a lot all over the country so I don’t see him very much.”

“Then I bet you’re very excited to see him!”

“I haven’t seen him since Christmas, he’s very busy but he rings me when he can,” Olivia says matter-of-factly as she closes her bag.

“That’s nice,” Steve says, smiling even though he thinks two months is a long time without seeing your child, not that he has any of his own.

“He lives in California, you know,” she adds as she starts walking to the door.

Steve follows a few steps behind, in a daze, her words unleashing the memories of loud metal, leather and cigarettes, and a blue Camaro.

Nope, not thinking about him.

He watches Olivia step out of the classroom and turns towards the mess he still has to clean before he can go home when the voice coming from the adjoining hallway stops him in his tracks.

“Hey, princess!”

It can’t be. But that voice… He’s heard it before, and those words…

Shaking like a leaf, Steve turns towards the open doorway and takes the three steps that separate him from the owner of the voice.

It isn’t possible. Billy Hargrove is dead, Steve reminds himself. He died at Starcourt Mall fifteen years ago, in what remains the scariest night of Steve’s life. This is just his brain playing tricks on him.

He steps into the hallway and freezes. The shock of seeing Billy Hargrove, alive and in the flesh, dims Olivia’s gleeful screams.

He looks… Steve feels all the air leave his lungs. Billy looks fucking good for a dead guy. His hair is cut short, some golden curls on the top still, he looks broader in the shoulders, his muscles more defined than they were in high school, not that Steve is looking, but the guy is wearing a t-shirt that looks painted on, okay?

He is also sporting a scar across his left cheek that looks not too recent but doesn’t make him look any less handsome, as well as some gnarly looking, but silver, older, scars on his arms and Steve knows there would be matching ones on his sides and in the middle of his chest, where the Mind Flayer had hit him with its tentacles.

“Pretty boy?” The shock is evident in Billy’s voice. He clearly didn’t expect to see Steve either.

“Daddy, you’re silly. Mr Steve isn’t a boy, he’s my teacher!”

Billy clears his throat and looks down at his daughter. “I can see that, princess.”

Billy Hargrove has a daughter!! What. The. Fuck?

“Billy. Long time no see.”

“Mr Steve, you know my daddy?” Olivia is looking between the two of them, trying to work out the connection.

Billy crouches so he is level with Olivia. “Mr Steve went to school with me and your moms, Livi.” He looks around and picks up her cardigan from her hook. “Is that all your stuff?”

“Yes, Daddy. I gotted all the stuff in my bag to show you.”

“That’s great, princess. Can you wait here a minute while I have a super quick chat with Mr Steve?”

She nods. “Can I play the word game on your phone?”

“Sure thing.”

Once Billy sorts Olivia with her game, he looks at Steve who is still hovering in the doorway and gestures towards the classroom. Steve nods and heads back inside, Billy a few steps behind him.

Steve stops when he reaches his desk, trying to compose himself. He hears Billy behind him and turns around.

“Robin never said—”

“You probably hav—”

They both stop at the same time and Steve knows he’s being awkward but he is not prepared for this. It’s not like he was friends with the guy back in high school, but Billy sacrificed his life to save them that day in1985 so for him to just show up like that is just… Steve doesn’t even know at this stage. He needs time to process.

“Listen, I have to run, haven’t seen Livi in way too long and I want to make the best of it but if you want to talk, or like, I dunno, have questions for me, here’s my card. Call me.”

Billy pulls out his wallet and hands Steve a business card with a tentative smile. Steve takes it, trying to wrap his head around what just happened. He nods as Billy puts his wallet away.

“See you around, pretty boy.” Billy doesn’t wait for a reply and he heads out.

Steve hears Olivia’s voice then the chatter moves further away as they walk towards the exit.

He finally looks down at the card in his hand. It’s dark gray, almost black, with the letters HG in white in the middle. He flips it to find the same monogram on the left then his eyes read over the words, taking them in.

HellGrove Security Consultants

William H. Hargrove

CEO & Head of Security

Followed by a phone number and an email address.

What.

The.

Fuck?

***

It’s after midnight and Steve is lying on his bed, flipping Billy’s card over and over, the dim light of his bedside lamp catching on something in the corner of the card. It’s embossed in the same color so he didn’t really notice until now. He brings the card closer so he can have a proper look and…

It’s a demogorgon flower head.

Motherfucker.

He grabs his phone to call Robin but then remembers that they’re not really best friends anymore, besides it’s late and she’s a parent now. Olivia did say she was spending the weekend with her dad but Steve isn’t sure what the arrangement is.

Billy Hargrove is alive and he’s a dad.

More questions than answers and it’s making Steve want to scream. So he sends Robin a message, figuring that she can choose to reply if she’s awake.

He hopes she does.

Steve: So I met Olivia’s dad at pick up today.

Immediately the reply box shows three littles dots. Steve holds his breath for a bit but has to give up after a minute. Either Robin is typing a novel-length explanation or she is not sure what to say.

Robin: Surprise? <cringe emoji>

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Steve yells in the empty room, his frustration at boiling point. His phone dings again and he looks to see what else Robin had to say.

Robin: Come over for lunch tomorrow. We’ll talk.

Steve sends a brief text saying he’ll be there then puts his phone down and switches to his laptop, giving into the temptation to visit HellGrove.com.

The website mentions the usual stuff: the various services offered (most of which mean little to Steve), reviews from clients as well a page about the company and its staff. Steve keeps looking on the main page for the freaky flower and finally finds it, hidden on the Reviews page when his cursor hovers in the bottom left corner and HOLY FUCK!

There’s no photos of the Upside Down but the hand drawn illustration in the banner is enough for Steve to suppress a shudder at the memories. There are a handful of anonymous written accounts by survivors who were rescued by HellGrove and reports about unsuccessful rescue missions. The wording is vague but, to someone who’s experienced it first hand, it’s clear they’re talking about the Upside Down.

Steve goes back to the home page and clicks on Staff. His eyes immediately focus on the black and white photo of Billy. It must have been taken some time ago because the scar on his face is missing.

The short bio tells Steve that William H. Hargrove joined the Marines at eighteen and left after six years to start his own security company. Steve scrolls down and he is surprised and a bit shocked to find out that Max, Lucas, Will and El also work for Billy. And some guy named Argyle, who apparently has no last name.

He vaguely remembers Dustin mentioning that Lucas got a job in California after college and he knew El and the Byers already lived over there. He feels bad when he realizes he hasn’t thought about Max in years. He ponders reaching out to Dustin but that would open a can of worms and even more questions.

He closes his laptop and dumps it on the other side of the bed and settles on his side to go to sleep.

The feeling of an arm around his waist pulls Steve from his slumber. He gasps when he realizes there’s a (warm!) body behind him, the owner of which is dragging him closer and dropping a string of kisses on his shoulder.

Steve can’t remember the last time he shared a bed with someone, especially while being naked, though he is sure he was wearing pajamas earlier. The kisses morph into a bite and a needy moan escapes his lips when he feels teeth nibbling on his skin. The embrace around his middle tightens and Steve’s hand drifts to the one holding him, fingers locking with the ones of the man behind him. Because it is a man, of that Steve has no doubt.

He looks down, noticing the silver scars in the soft glow of his bedside lamp. “Billy?”

“Sorry I woke you up, pretty boy,” comes the hushed whisper from behind him.

“No, it’s okay. What are yo—” The words die in his throat when Billy moves their linked hands south. Steve can feel Billy harden against his ass as their hands start stroking his dick and he shivers.

Billy gives a light squeeze and Steve rolls his hips, arching his back and groaning when Billy bites down on the crook of his neck.

“Oh god… Billy…”

Steve lets go of Billy’s hand to bury his fingers in golden curls instead. It’s been so long since the hand touching him wasn’t his that the pleasure of it is blinding in its intensity.

He moans loudly, earning himself another bite from Billy.

“Shhhh, pretty boy, not so loud, you’ll wake the baby.”

Steve sinks his teeth in his bottom lip in an effort to be quiet, so he doesn’t wake this baby he doesn’t remember having. His entire focus is on not making noise while Billy does unspeakable things to his body. He shudders; he’s so close already…

Billy notices, because of course he does, he always did notice things, and his hand starts moving faster, his closed fist squeezing the head of Steve’s cock on the upstroke. It’s slick, it’s heady, and too soon, Steve can feel his orgasm rushing at him.

He comes with a shout he can’t silence, but when he opens his eyes again, he’s alone in his bed. It’s his hand around his cock, his mess in his pajama pants.

Chest still heaving, he quickly cleans up using his pants and gets back into bed wearing a clean pair, reeling from the shocked realization that he wants Billy Hargrove. And a baby.

What the fuck?

Chapter 2

#harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #billy x steve #harringrove big bang #harringrove bigbang #harringrovebigbang #dragonflylady77 #collab #mr steve and the monster hunter

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hawkinsmethlab · 9 months

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Okay, so I saw a post about the fruity four and their DND classes and I've maybe been thinking about it a little nonstop so here are my thoughts enjoy

The Teens

Steve - Paladin, Oath of Redemption. The redeeming is for him, btw, he needs all the help he can get. His weapon of choice is a spiked club that was originally Jonathan's.

Eddie - Bard/Rogue. He was a rogue first because of his dad and then discovered the power of shredding it and the rest is history. College of Glamour and a Thief. If his dad hadn't been the one to teach him, then he'd absolutely be an Arcane Trickster. Also he's a Tiefling because "hunt the freak" babey.

Robin - A Wizard, because she's a nerd. Idk why but I see her going the Transmutation route before switching to Abjuration after Upside Down shenanigans.

Nancy - A Gunslinger, this is obvious. Look at her.

Jonathan - Barbarian! Who fights against his natural rage because he hates it! :D (his rage: aren't you tired of being nice? Don't you just wanna go apeshit? Jonathan: I'd really rather not).

Argyle - Druid, Circle of Dreams. Day by day, he lives his life just hoping he'll suddenly know what the heck is going on. But he's chill about it.

The Kids

Mike - Paladin is like, the one, right? Paladin of Devotion? We all agree?

Will - Warlock, specifically the Fiend. The Demogorgon is literally referenced in the pact description I don't make the rules. Made a pact with the Upside Down, probably against his will and probably didn't know what happened until a lot later.

Eleven - Shadow Magic Sorcerer! Her blood is tainted by the Upside Down. Also Tiefling El is v cool.

Lucas - Ranger, Monster Slayer Conclave. Still loves his slingshot.

Dustin - Artificer being trained under Mr. Clark. Battle Smith because they have these things called Steel Defenders, which are like automaton companions and his is basically D'art but a robot.

Max - Monk, Way of the Shadow. Still has her skateboard because why not.

Erica - Mastermind Rogue. Gets all the dirt on everybody and is NOT afraid to use it.

The Adults

Hopper - Fighter, either a Banneret or a Champion. Has a level in Barbarian as a treat. (But ALSO. Blood Hunter Hopper. Can we imagine).

Joyce - Cleric of the Light Domain, but only after Will was stolen away to the Upside Down. Her holy person helped her figure out how to communicate with him through torchlight and sunlight. (Can't decide on whether or not she has an actual like, god she worships or if it's just the living will of the Right Side Up).

Murray - Divination Wizard who is very confused and upset that his "sight" doesn't work in Hawkins. What to heck.

#anyway #i have many thoughts but this is good enough #stranger things #dnd au

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galwaygremlin · 8 months

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MORE OF MY THOUGHTS BECAUSE THIS IS MY BLOG AND I DO WHAT I WANT

S2E11 -Luz ships Raeda so hard -oh this is going to go Bad -RAINE JUMPSCARE -Raine social anxiety -RAINE AMNESIA?!

S2E12 -Eda to Luz/all my medics @ me: UR A CHILD. CALM DOWN. -COOL AUNT LILITH MY HEARTTTT -"That better be your own grave you're digging" YEAHHHHHHH

S2E13 -Darius ur being a JERK -Hunter's never spoken to another teenager- this is gonna go BAD -Caleb. Jasper. Bloodwilliam? ...good job buddy great alias -ohhh no he said "half a witch"- Willow is not gonna give up until she makes him her friend -actually that didn't go that bad -NOW IT'S GOING BAD -Darius stop trying to kill children -DARIUS WHAT -DARIUS GOOD GUY?!

S2E14 -STUDENT SLASH CHILD -Luz bad idea time #5782936

S2E15 -precious bby Clawthornes -so all Coven Heads are just Like That huh -parental trauma all around -SICKASS RAEDA HANDSHAKE

S2E16 -she what. WE'RE TWO SECONDS IN -aaaand we've ripped the fabric of reality. OK actually this episode is getting its own post

S2E17 -aww King family! oh hell it's fake -King called Luz his sister! -ungodly sock monster

S2E18 -The scouts are so funny -DUDE LOOKS SICKLY -Lilith take a Chill Pill -Deep Thoughts With Steve -"I'm going to set you down. Please try not to bite anyone." I LOVE DARIUS

S2E20 -Mrs. Blight I Am Going To Kill You -LUMITY CUTE DORKS IN LOVE -Alador y'all are way past couple's counseling

S2E21 -everyone needs a nap -EDA PEOPLE LOVE YOU -I AM SO STRESSED -okay so what IS Eberwolf -"yikes my dude" -I'M NOT LIKE YOU -Belos goo bad news bears -"Hey Mom I'm back"

S1E1-10 S1E11-19 S2E1-10 S3

#toh #lise liveblogs toh #shoutout to the person who got the unfiltered version of all this in their dms as i was watching #because i'm typing this stuff up and i can't even read my own handwriting

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sleepingdragonhq · 1 year

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Under the cut you will find the list of everyone’s costumes as well as lists for the couples romantic and platonic. The voting for the costume contest this year will be done here. We ask that you choose your top 5 favorites in each category but then rank the order in which you’d rate them in the ‘other’ option. If you’ve got any questions about how that works, do not hesitate to ask us. The ranking per usual goes five points for first place, four points for second and so on so please put your votes in order accordingly. Please vote before the 10th of November as we will be announcing the winners from that point onward before the end of the event. If we have missed any contestants/costumes on any of the lists please shoot us a message so we can fix that !!

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Aaron Hale - Werewolf

Adeline Mulciber - Harley Quinn (DC)

Alastair Watson - Danny Phantom (Danny Phantom)

Alessandra Macnair - Roxie Hart (Chicago)

Alexus Callahan - Spider

Alice Longbottom II - Woody (Toy Story/Pixar)

Alison Wood - Glinda (Wicked)

Andromeda Marshall - Lydia Deetz (Beetlejuice)

Aryana Robins - Layla El-Faouly/Scarlet Scarab (Marvel)

Ariella Belefleur - Lizzie McGuire (The Lizzie McGuire Movie)

Astrid Mendez - Betty Boop

Auden Wilkes - Charlie Spring (Heartstopper)

August Fawley - Jack Skellington (The Nightmare Before Christmas)

Aurora Claremont - Alex (Totally Spies)

Axel Wolffe - Waving Inflatable Tube Guy

Beatriz Calderon-Boot - Kuzco (Emperor’s New Groove)

Benjamin Ollivander - Pirate

Bentley Lockhart - Superman (DC)

Briar Bellchant - Evil Queen

Caleb Cresswell - 70s Vision (Marvel)

Camille McGonagall - Alice (Alice in Wonderland)

Casey Abrams - Lady (Lady and the Tramp/Disney)

Cassius Cresswell - Thor (Marvel)

Cedrella Weasley II - Sam (Totally Spies)

Charlotte Watson - Emily the Corpse Bride (Corpse Bride)

Chloé Bonaccord - Britney Spears

Clara Arquette - Catwoman (DC)

Clementine Delacour-Laurent - Shuri/Black Panther (Marvel)

Colm McCarthy - Darth Vader (Star Wars)

Cynthia Clearwater - Elphaba (Wicked)

Cyrus Clearwater - Steve (Blue’s Clues)

Damien Launier - Milo Thatch (Atlantis/Disney)

Delilah Hartwell - Spider-Gwen (Marvel)

Diana Rosier - Scarecrow

Dominique Weasley - She-Ra/Adora

Edward Lupin - Doris the Ugly Stepsister (Shrek)

Elara Macmillan-Bones - Cotton Candy

Elena Flores - Bride of Frankenstein

Elias Hopkirk- Linguini (Ratatouille/Disney)

Elijah Westenberg - Frankenstein’s Monster

Erin McCormack - Kim Possible (Kim Possible)

Evan Parkinson - Dr. Doofenshmirtz (Phineas and Ferb)

Evangeline Pickering - Sharpay Evans (High School Musical/Disney Channel)

Evelyn Moon - Stain Glass Window

Ezra Broadmoor - Mafia/Mob Boss

Finnley Wood - Ash (Fantastic Mr. Fox)

Francesca Zabini - Yip Yip (Sesame Street)

Frank Longbottom II - Tramp (Lady and the Tramp/Disney)

Frederick Hayes - Kida (Atlantis/Disney)

Freya MacDougal - Harley Quinn (DC)

Gabriel Larkin - Gambit (X-Men/Marvel)

Gwendolyn Hawkes - Pirate

Halley Macmillan-Bones - Hot Cheeto

Hazel Macdougal - Sexy Cryptologist

Hunter Adams - Geralt of Rivia (The Witcher)

Ingrid Hagen - Ellie Sattler (Jurassic Park)

Iris Lestrange - Scary Bunny

Isabelle Durant - Elf

Jaiyash Dewan - Loki (Marvel)

James Ashcroft - Tony Stark (Marvel)

James Sirius Potter - Shrek (Shrek)

Jasper Locklear - Elvis Presley

Jaxon Dequan - Thomas Shelby (Peaky Blinder)

Jia Rookwood - Yip Yip (Sesame Street)

Jonah Finch - Beetlejuice

Joseph O’Reilly - Lord Farquaad (Shrek)

Joséphine Flamel - Jessie (Team Rocket/Pokémon)

Juliet Highmore - Supergirl (DC)

Laurel Ollivander - Loki Variant (Marvel)

Liam Alvarez - Ian Malcom (Jurassic Park)

Lily Luna Potter - Buzz Lightyear (Toy Story/Pixar)

Lorenzo Roshan - Hannah Montana (Disney Channel)

Lucas Harper - Creepy Owl

Lucienne Wolffe - Fortune Teller

Lucy Weasley - Woody Pride (Toy Story/Pixar)

Luke Dawson - Marty McFly (Back to the Future)

Lyra Malfoy - Isabella Parigi (The Lizzie McGuire Movie)

Lysander Scamander - Scarlet Witch (Marvel)

Mackenzie Finnigan-Thomas Potter - Fiona (Shrek)

Madeline Brown - Sexy Mothman

Mae Levesque - Velma Kelly (Chicago)

Maeve Finch - Mia Thermopolis (The Princess Diaries)

Manon Flamel - Marcus/Kevin (White Chicks)

Marcus Carson - Cowboy

Mason Jones - Waving Inflatable Tube Guy

Matthew Asprey - Swedish Chef (Sesame Street)

Melora Flamel - Marcus/Kevin (White Chicks)

Meredith Wayfelle - Perry the Platypus (Phineas and Ferb)

Merle Rappaport - 70s Wanda Maximoff (Marvel)

Molly Weasley II - Beldam (Coraline)

Natalya Dolohova - Rogue (X-Men/Marvel)

Nate Wood - Alan Grant (Jurassic Park)

Nathaniel Marshall - Skeleton

Nicholas Vexmoor - James (Team Rocket/Pokémon)

Octavia Coleman - Shego (Kim Possible)

Oliver Mulciber - Flynn Rider (Tangled/Disney)

Orion Macmillan-Bones - Legit Snack

Orlando Lockhart - Maleficent (Disney)

Peggy Carson - Sam Manson (Danny Phantom)

Penelope Hawthorne - Barbie

Pepper Rosewood - Michele (Romy & Michele’s High School Reunion)

Perseus Mulciber - Alan (The Hangover)

Piper Wilkinson - Golden Angel

Pippa Rosewood - Romy (Romy & Michele’s High School Reunion)

Reid Anderson - Jareth (Labyrinth)

Rory Goldstein - Sharpay Evans (High School Musical/Disney Channel)

Rose Granger-Weasley - Sally (The Nightmare Before Christmas)

Samantha O’Reilly - Jenna Rink (13 Going on 30)

Scorpius Malfoy - John Constantine (DC)

Seraphina MacAuley - Clover (Totally Spies)

Seung Krum - Wybie (Coraline)

Silas Zabini - Satyr

Sophia Parkinson - Bloody Skeleton

Stella Macmillan-Bones - Pop-Tart

Talia Kiraz-Mulciber - Rapunzel (Tangled/Disney)

Tallulah Abbot - Voodoo Doll

Thea Cresswell - Mighty Thor (Marvel)

Theodore Dubanowski - Blondie (The Good, The Bad and The Ugly)

Theodore Oliver - Mad Hatter (Alice in Wonderland)

Theseus McLaggen - Mad Hatter (Alice in Wonderland)

Valeria Sanchez - La Muerte (The Book of Life)

Vera McKinnon - Poison Ivy (DC)

Verity Nott - Pepper Potts (Marvel)

Victoire Weasley - Aurora (Sleeping Beauty/Disney)

William Ashcroft - Agent (Men in Black)

Willow Picquery - Valkyrie (Marvel)

Xavier Dupont - The Priest (Fleabag)

platonic couples costumes

Alessandra Macnair & Mae Levesque - Roxie Hart & Velma Kelly (Chicago)

Alice Longbottom II & Lily Luna Potter - Woody & Buzz Lightyear (Toy Story/Pixar)

Ariella Belefleur & Lyra Malfoy - Lizzie McGuire & Isabella Parigi (The Lizzie McGuire Movie)

Axel Wolffe & Mason Jones - Waving Inflatable Tube Guys

Bentley Lockhart & Juliet Highmore - Superman & Supergirl (DC)

Camille McGonagall & Theseus McLaggen - Alice & Mad Hatter (Alice in Wonderland)

Cedrella Weasley II, Seraphina MacAuley & Aurora Claremont - Sam, Clover & Alex (Totally Spies)

Damien Launier & Frederick Hayes - Milo Thatch & Kida (Atlantis/Disney)

Elena Flores & Elijah Westenberg - Bride of Frankenstein & Frankenstein’s Monster

Evangeline Pickering & Rory Goldstein - Sharpay Evans & Sharpay Evans (High School Musical/Disney Channel)

Freya MacDougal & Vera McKinnon - Harley Quinn & Poison Ivy (DC)

Hazel Macdougal & Madeline Brown - Sexy Mothman & Sexy Cryptologist

Jia Rookwood & Francesca Zabini - Yip Yips (Sesame Street)

Liam Alvarez & Nate Wood - Ian Malcon & Alan Grant (Jurassic Park)

Melora Flamel & Manon Flamel - Marcus & Kevin (White Chicks)

Meredith Wayfelle & Evan Parkinson - Perry the Platypus & Dr. Doofenshmirtz (Phineas and Ferb)

Natalaya Dolohova & Gabriel Larkin - Rogue & Gambit (X-Men/Marvel)

Nicholas Vexmoor & Joséphine Flamel - Jessie & James from Team Rocket (Pokémon)

Octavia Coleman & Erin McCormack - Shego & Kim Possible (Kim Possible)

Orion Macmillan-Bones, Halley Macmillan-Bones, Stella Macmillan-Bones & Elara Macmillan-Bones - Legit Snack, Hot Cheeto, Pop-Tart & Cotton Candy (Snacks)

Pepper Rosewood & Pippa Rosewood - Romy & Michele (Romy & Michele’s High School Reunion)

Seung Krum & Molly Weasley II - Wybie & Beldam (Coraline)

Thea Cresswell & Willow Picquery - Mighty Thor & Valkyrie (Marvel)

romantic couples costumes

Alastair Watson & Peggy Carson - Danny Phantom & Sam Manson (Danny Phantom)

August Fawley & Rose Granger-Weasley - Jack Skellington & Sally (The Nightmare Before Christmas)

Casey Abrams & Frank Longbottom II - Lady & Tramp (Lady and the Tramp/Disney)

Clara Arquette & Kai Arquette - Catwoman & Batman (DC)

Cynthia Clearwater & Alison Wood - Elphaba & Glinda (Wicked)

Gwendolyn Hawkes & Benjamin Ollivander - Pirates

James Ashcroft & Verity Nott - Tony Stark & Pepper Potts (Marvel)

James Sirius Potter & Mackenzie Finnigan-Thomas Potter - Shrek & Fiona (Shrek)

Merle Rappaport & Caleb Cresswell - 70s Wanda Maximoff & Vision (Marvel)

Oliver Mulciber & Talia Kiraz-Mulciber - Flynn Rider & Rapunzel (Tangled/Disney)

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