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astonmartinii · 9 months

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insta au req about reader and charles being best friends and a rift comes between them because of his girlfriend(or whoever!!) and reader and max finally get together and she shades ferrari and charles purrrrr (if not i totally get it queen love u loads)

into the arms of another | max verstappen social media au

pairing: max verstappen x reader

after charles leaves her out in the cold, y/n falls into the arms of another.

part two part three

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yourusername: dumb and dumber: vacation edition

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user1: they're really just the definition of no thoughts behind the eyes

user2: it's crazy cause we all know you have to be smart to drive an f1 car and she has a literal degree in architecture but they are always in the most insane situations ever

charles_leclerc: that's my private jet don't call me dumb

yourusername: *rented, dumbass

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user3: they're friendship goals like perfect example of platonic soulmates and male and female friendship

arthurleclerc: so like what does a man need to do for a feature on your instagram?

yourusername: soz arth, step ur aesthetic up x

user4: oh to be besties with an f1 driver

user5: wait so like all the leclercs and their gfs went on this holiday, right?

user6: yeah arthur’s and lorenzo’s gfs have posted about being there

user5: so it’s kinda muggy that y/n refused to post the girls?

user6: not really she’s posted with the girls loads i think y’all just want an excuse to be mad at her

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charles_leclerc: summer spent with the best people

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user8: no y/n ....

user9: did yall see that tweet about the girl who met y/n in corsica when charles left her stranded on the beach to walk home on her own

user8: what ???

joristrouche: love you brother

charles_leclerc: best mate

user10: the vibes have shifted, the atmosphere is weird and the absence of y/n is the centre of it

user11: i fear i've seen this film before and y/n is defo getting iced out because charles in back in a relationship

user12: noooooo i thought he'd matured past that after the last time he fucked y/n off for a girlfriend

user13: babes please stop expecting so much from men

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pierregasly: you look sunburnt calmar, did you leave it at home cause y/n isn't there to remind you?

charles_leclerc: she's here and i have been putting it on the sun just has it out for me

yourusername: i tried pierre, believe me

user14: well this is fucking awkward

user15: charles is not beating the allegations of forgetting about y/n while in a relationship LOL

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maxverstappen1: simply lovely to win my home race again. the orange army never disappoint and i'm so thankful for all the support here this weekend

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user20: call me a conspiracy theorist BUT he thanked the orange army and the support separately i.e. Y/N Y/LN

user21: now you bitches usually jump to conclusions, but i'm hearing you this time

martingarrix: next set just gonna be super max on a two hour loop

maxverstappen1: i'll be there

user22: i'm sorry i'm new here why is y/n being in max's garage such a big deal? who is she? (gen.)

user23: y/n is charles' best friend, they've known each other since childhood and she's supported him through all levels of karting and single-seaters. though they haven't interacted too much in the public eye, max and y/n have known each other for as long as charles and max have. charles is a bit notorious for dumping y/n to the side for his girlfirend any time he's in a relationship and being inseparable once he's single again. after he ALLEGEDLY ditched her at a beach in corsica over the summer, y/n hasn't been seen with him or interacting with him online and was then in max's garage.

user24: maybe i'm messy but i genuinely want max and y/n to be together

yourusername: the red bull catering was defo worth breaking the cost cap

maxverstappen1: you're welcome any time

user25: can someone please check charles' pulse

landonorris: he looked like a cartoon with steam coming out of his ears earlier

user26: LANDO WHAT?

user27: tbf i think that's just a general side effect of driving the ferrari

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yourusername: hard ball or soft serve

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user28: in my professional shadow identification opinion, i have deduced that it is in fact max verstappen

user29: ur so delusional (i believe you)

charles_leclerc: so that's who you've been getting our vanilla and chocolate cones with

yourusername: i'm not entertaining this argument over the internet charles you know where i live

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user30: she's so much better than me i'd rip him a new asshole right here right now

arthurleclerc: please come to dinner on sunday, carla can't come and i don't wanna fifth wheel plsssssss y/n

yourusername: sorry chickie i've already got plans but give mama my love

arthurleclerc: noooooo what could be better than mama's sunday lunch

yourusername: i promise i love those dinners but i've had enough experience seventh wheeling you guys and would love time with someone who loves me for me

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user31: yall i feel like i'm in the family group chat in this comment section this feels illegal to see

user32: max is so sly with the comments he's liking but that's MY petty king

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f1: oops. charles leclerc takes championship leader max verstappen and himself out of the race at the first corner. the two did not mince their words, verstappen saying: "i tried to stay out of trouble but trouble came to me"

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user33: the way i RAN to twitter

user34: i'm not a verstappen fan but that quote goes so hard

user35: i'm all for leaving the drivers' personal lives alone but lord the tea is piping and sky cutting to y/n in max's garage? OOP

user36: no cause someone at sky has been watchign too much drive to survive because putting "charles' childhood friend" on her name banner as she's in max's garage was pure cinema

user37: charles be chatting mad shit for the man at fault

user38: leclerc drove into verstappen and perez and thought he'd manage to get out of the blame again LOL he's such a joker

user39: i think it's a good thing that y/n is skipping that dinner

user40: the way charles' gf wasn't even there this weekend and he was clearly looking for y/n in the garage

user41: the drama is too much for me to keep up with

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yourusername: only 16 years in the making but we finally got a clue

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user42: i'm going into cardiac arrest

maxverstappen1: finally now i can comment freely about my unbelievably sexy, smart and hilarious girlfriend who i love and defo haven't pined over for ten years

yourusername: awwwww maxy, if it makes you feel better i've liked you for that long as well

user43: hmmmm idk this all seems a bit fake

yourusername: babes i still fancied him when he was a lanky, spotty teenager

arthurleclerc: i can confirm this

user44: the way y/n was always so nice and constantly hyping charles and his gf in their comments ... where's charles

user45: tbf she is dating his rival

user44: oh please we all know they never hated each other and have been good friends for years, charles is just being petty

danielricciardo: never thought i'd see the day when max would grow some balls and finally ask you out

yourusername: i thought you were meant to be some great wing man, i didn't see you helping

danielricciardo: i didn't want to get ran over by charles, no thank you

user46: i'm so sad i want bestie charles and y/n back

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maxverstappen1: some girls might want to ride a ferrari but mine wants to ride a red bull

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user47: THE CAPTION? THIS MAN IS SO UNHINGED

user48: mad max returns and in the form of shady instagram captions

yourusername: but you didn't even let me drive :(

maxverstappen1: babe i love you but you don't have a license and that's a very expensive car

user49: wait don't make me depressed didn't charles say in an interview ages ago that he was going to teach y/n to drive? did this never happen?

yourusername: sorry to ruin your day but i'm still illegal on the road

landonorris: so no photo credits? i watched you guys kiss for so long to get that shot

yourusername: i didn't hear you complaining on the day

maxverstappen1: let him be lonely in peace

landonorris: that's really not the save you think it is but thanks mate

user50: i am so happy that y/n is happy but the way charles can't be happy for her relationship like she always is for me is so sad to me

user51: i get that the charles and y/n situ is sad but she's clearly happy with max leave them be

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note: hope you enjoyed my love, i hope this was kinda what you were envisioning, i'm happy with it but would be up for a part two if people want it lol xx

#f1 #f1 x you #f1 instagram au #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #max verstappen imagine #max verstappen x you #max verstappen instagram au #max verstappen x reader #max verstappen

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archiverstappen · 6 months

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Hi I hope you’re well!! I just read the new chapter of the cat sitter and ugh I love that series so fucking much!! I was listening to a song and just knew you could create this.

So it a Max x reader smau where the reader is a mega pop star. Like Taylor Swift big and all eyes are on her. She gets invited to an F1 race by Redbull and joins their after party and gets to meet Max. Unfortunately Max is still dating K*lly. Reader is completely enamored by Max and writes break up with your girlfriend, I’m bored literally released it the next week. Everyone is losing their fucking mind trying to figure out who it is. Max knows it’s about him and he’s playing it cool and breaks it off with K*lly and starts secretly dating reader. Reader drops an album full of love/spicy songs like Gorgeous, Lover, Dress, 34+35, Positions etc etc and fucking hard launches them. Thanks!! If this is way too long and convoluted feel free to ignore.

Can’t wait to read more of your work because you absolutely body smau, it’s so good and the meme reaction pictures you use *chefs kiss*

break up with your girlfriend, i’m bored ✧ max verstappen

max verstappen x fem! singer! reader

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I LOVE THIS IDEA!! thank you @todaynotseen for your request🤍

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ynupdates guess who is spotted at the paddock! y/n is at the austin gp as red bull’s special guest 🥰

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username SLAY 🧎‍♀️

username can’t wait to see her interactions with the drivers!

username i’m surprised that she even had the time to go to a race? i thought she was super busy with the tour😭

↳ username i hope she’s taking care of herself🥲

username THAT OUTFIT?!??! 😍😍

username im not saying that y/n is the most beautiful girl that has ever walked the earth but that is exactly what im saying 🤷🏻‍♂️

username Hey @/redbullracing, how about inviting someone who actually gets F1 for a change? I’m so sick of seeing a random celebrity who probably don’t know a thing about racing

↳ username uHM excuse me?!?? y/n’s brother has always been a big fan of f1 and she often goes with him to watch the races😭

username ma’am please get back to the studio, i need more music😩

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landonorris Max can’t stop singing your songs 😒

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↳ maxverstappen1 Ok, no signed CD for you guys

↳ landonorris WHAT NO IM SORRY PLEASE DONT MY SISTER WILL KILL ME 😭

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ecoamerica · 23 days

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disneyprincemuke · 4 months

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the best of (instagram) * bother figures

they always somehow manage the ruin the pictures she looks good in

pairings: max verstappen x fem!driver, lando norris x reader, alex albon x fem!driver

notes: LMFAO guySSSS I TOOK SOOOO LONG TO GET PICS FOR THIS IF U DONT LIKE THIS IM GOING TO RETIRE AND U WONT GET ANY LOGAN AND MICK STUFF

(series masterlist) | (📂 smau specials)

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kidy/n you might look at me and think you’re going crazy or something like that

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user1 rocky being a fnaf fan was NOT on my bingo card

rockysroads yeah i just love josh hutcherson a lot too :/

user2 no cause WHO are you leaning on in that picture

oscarpiastri interesting choice of pictures

user3 so ur telling me u know something

user4 is that u?? or…

user5 is that logan

user6 if i speak.

user7 secret boyfriend??

maxverstappen1 who did u crop out wtf

rockysroads none of ur business

maxverstappen1 excuuuuuse me for being curious

user8 wow even being wdc doesnt exempt u from y/n’s disrespect

rockysroads so true like he’s not special just bc he’s a 2 time wdc

logansargeant did u crop me out

user9 SPEAK YOUR TRUTH LOGAN

user10 STAND UR GROUND LFG

user11 am i crazy or is y/n soft launching u

user12 i might have to check myself into the mental hospital after this one i fear

rockysroads yo shut up

rockysroads posted on their story!

user13 who is this man

user14 r u softlaunching 💀

rockysroads what does that mean

user15 is that loGAN’S WATCH

user16 whats this softlaunch

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rockysroads ive looked SO good lately ugh

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user17 WHY IS SHE ALWAYS CUTTING SOMEONE OUT OF THE PICTURE DO U HAVE A BF

user18 blink twice if youve got a bf…?

user19 why he hold u like that

user20 my working theory is that she’s out and about on dates and these are all different guys

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landonorris guys it wasnt a soft launch it was just me :/

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user21 oh. i see.

user22 not on my bingo card but ok

rockysroads why would u do this

landonorris to ruin ur life idk

user23 HELP WHY DID SHE CUT U GUYS OUT FROM THE PICTURE??

rockysroads they were ruining the picture :/

user24 IMF UVKINNNNN HOWLINGGGG

user25 if this one is u, who r the other guys in the photos???

rockysroads sighpie okay i'll expose myself then

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rockysroads please stop speculating it's literally just alex :/ they just keep ruining my pictures with their boyness

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user26 why do you keep messing with us is this funny to you

rockysroads little bit actually

user27 honesty is the best policy ig?

rockysroads u get it fr user27

alex_albon i'll try not to be offended

rockysroads i appreciate that

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maxverstappen1 here's to the best addition the grid's ever seen

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user28 no wtf she's the worst

kidy/n boy if u dont shut up

user29 wow guys its time to go to clown school i think

user30 real. i just know she's tired of us being delusional

rockysroads it's ok same haha

user31 i'm so tired of hER GAMES

user32 like i cant do this anymore

rockysroads u ALWAYS ruin my pictures

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dreamofbecoming · 9 months

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more stobin nonsense from your resident trash goblin. feat. shitty harrington parents, lavender marriage, full party found family shenanigans, steddie flirting, steve&will bonding, and a severe lack of dialogue tags

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“I knew it!”

Steve sighs. Listen, he knew the minute he opened his mouth that this was coming. There was always a zero percent chance Dustin was ever gonna let him get out the whole thing before bursting in with this exact interruption, but that doesn’t make it less annoying. If the little shithead would just let him finish--

"I knew you were perfect together, I can't believe you didn't tell us you were dating! How long have you been a thing? I have money to collect! Can I be your best man? Never mind, obviously I'm gonna be your best man. You so owe me for not telling me sooner! I cannot believe-"

"Henderson!"

"What?"

"We're not together like that."

In fairness, Dustin is not the only one to give them an incredulous look for that one.

"Steve. You literally just announced you and Robin are getting married. What is even the point of pretending you're not in love anymore? What are you still trying to prove? Just admit I was right the whole time!"

Steve pinches the bridge of his nose and forces himself to take a deep breath, instead of wringing Dustin's weird little boneless neck. It's not his fault, he reminds himself. They haven't gotten to the second part of the announcement, so his assumptions are natural.

Now, it is Henderson's fault that they haven't managed to say the rest of what they came here to say, so maybe he can keep blaming him after all.

"Do you remember when we sat down and we asked you guys to let us say everything we were gonna say without interrupting?"

"Uh, yeah dude, it was like ten minutes ago. We're not stupid."

"Has it occurred to you that maybe we weren't done saying everything we were gonna say, considering I was halfway through a sentence when you jumped in?"

"I mean, I guess, but like, it's pretty obvious where you're going with this, Steve. You're not a complicated guy, no offense. Now, where did we land on the best man issue?"

Nancy must see the offense very much taken on his face, because before he can open his mouth and say something probably horrifically rude that would feel amazing in the moment and which he would immediately regret, she jumps to his rescue.

"Dustin, you're being very rude. Steve and Robin came here to talk to us, and we promised to listen. Let them finish."

It's nice of her to back Steve up, considering how weird this conversation must be for her. Hopefully it gets less awkward soon.

Henderson grumbles mutinously, but years of dealing with first Mike and then the rest of the little dickheads have left Nancy's control ironclad, and he waves sarcastically for Steve to continue.

This kid is spending too much time with Eddie, the attitude is getting out of hand.

"Right. Thanks, Nance. As I was saying, Robin and I are getting married, yes. But not because we're in love. I mean, I love her, obviously, but as a friend. Only a friend. Or, well, I guess a friend and soon a...friend...wife? Frife? Wend? You guys get it."

"We very much don't." Alright, well, fine, add Max to the shitlist.

He looks over at Robin, hoping for help, but she's stiff as a board and trembling all over.

He doesn't want to be the one to say the words for her. They agreed together to tell everyone the truth, it was her idea even, but the last thing he wants to do is steal that moment from her.

Maybe he can just…talk around it, until she feels up to it. And if not, he’ll just tell them his part of it and call it good.

“We’re getting lavender married.”

Okay, so that’s probably not like. A normal way to say that or whatever. Robin just used that term like fifty times last night, alright? She was really excited about the article she just read about it, something about how it was a thing in, like, olden times or whatever, and now it’s coming back because Reagan is a fucking tool, Steve’s not sure, he was only kind of listening. Regardless, now it’s stuck in his head. Sue him or whatever, geez.

Anyway, he isn’t sure how many people in this room will actually understand what that means, but Nancy’s mouth drops open in a perfect little O the way it only does when she’s genuinely surprised by something, and there’s a tiny gasp from over by the table that he thinks might have come from Will, and Max mutters to herself “Oh shit, that explains so much,” so it’s not none of them, which helps. No pitchforks yet, at least.

Jonathan is eyeing him speculatively, and Argyle is offering him an enthusiastic thumbs up, which is nice.

Unfortunately, the other boys and El are giving him blank, expectant stares, and Erica is eyeing him with both confusion and annoyance, so it looks like he still has some explaining to do.

“What the hell does your color scheme have to do with this? I’m not helping plan the wedding, dude, I don’t care that much.”

Steve mumbles a “Language,” on reflex, but his heart isn’t in it. This is somehow more nerve-wracking than evil Russians.

“Mike, that’s not what it means. Now shut up and listen, or I’ll tell Mom how that red sock ended up in her load of white delicates.”

“Oh come on, she’ll kill me!” When all he gets in return is a single raised eyebrow, he groans and slumps further into his seat, glaring at Steve.

“Right. Okay. So basically, last night, my parents--”

“I’m a lesbian!”

There’s a beat of dead silence, which in this group is more unsettling than just about anything else.

Steve keeps his eyes on Robin, who looks just about as shocked at her own outburst as everyone else in the room. He takes her hand, squeezing gently until she unfreezes a little and looks back over at him. She looks terrified, and it breaks his heart a little.

“You okay, babe?” He keeps his voice low, murmuring just loud enough for her to hear. He knows this moment is the opposite of private, but she needs him to pretend for a second, so that’s what he’s gonna do.

She nods, a little jerkily, but she grips his hand back and intentionally evens out her breathing. She’s so fucking brave. He would burn the world down for Robin Buckley, and he doesn’t care who knows it.

He can’t believe she’s willing to do this for him, but he’s so grateful he feels like he’s choking on it.

“Henderdork will literally never shut up and let you live it down if we do this and he doesn’t know the truth. Not even for a single second for the rest of forever, and I, for one, am not putting up with that shit until death or legal marriage reforms do us part, Dingus.”

It was a solid point last night when they came up with the plan, curled on her bed while she stroked his hair and generously pretended he hadn’t soaked the shoulder of her shirt with his sobs, all his worldly possessions packed into a duffel on her bedroom floor, but he knows her insistence was more about knowing how much he hates lying to the kids than it was about protecting herself from irritating teenagers.

He doesn’t think there’s enough room on the whole planet to hold all the love he feels for her, even if you count the Upside Down and any other weirdo dimensions floating around out there waiting to ruin his day.

“I’m okay, bubba. Don’t let go?” Her hand is shaking in his, but he just squeezes harder.

“Never.” He turns back to the room, eyes hard as he scans the faces of their family for any hostility. He wouldn’t have agreed to this part of the plan if he thought any of them would be a problem, but he’s not taking anything for granted with Robbie’s safety. Not now, not ever. "Everyone's gonna be cool about that, right?"

"Of course we are, right, guys?" From the pained grunt that follows her words, Steve assumes Max has dug her elbow into Mike's ribs.

"Yeah, sure, whatever."

"I suppose this makes you slightly less lame, Buckley. It's definitely better than when I thought you liked this loser." Wow, okay, thank you Erica.

"Yeah totally! Thanks for trusting us, Robin." Lucas is a sweetheart, he really is. He's also glancing surreptitiously at Will while he nods enthusiastically, who is still staring open-mouthed at Robin with wide, shiny eyes.

"Yes, thank you for trusting us, Robin." Nancy is smiling kindly, but she's got that glint in her eye that Steve knows means she just came up with more questions and is waiting for the right moment to strike. Fair enough, at least she's letting Robs have her moment first.

He finally drags his eyes back to Dustin, who he doesn't really want to admit, even to himself, he's a little worried about. Not that he'll be shitty about it, necessarily, but there's nothing that brings out Henderson's bitchy side like being wrong, and he's been so fucking wrong this entire time. It's bound to upset him.

And maybe Steve will never say this out loud where the other kids might hear, but the truth is that Dustin's opinion matters to him more than just about everyone else's. Dustin was the first person in the whole world who saw Steve, the real Steve, and decided he was worth keeping around. If Henderson can't accept this part of Robin, it means he can't accept this part of Steve, and if that happens...if that happens Steve isn't sure he'll be able to come back from it.

So he's...not worried, okay? Worried is not the right word. Anxious, maybe. Concerned.

Okay fine fuck off he's worried.

Dustin...looks like he's about to cry. Shit.

"Did you think you couldn't trust me?" His voice is so small. Steve doesn't think he's ever heard it so small. It feels wrong. Henderson's voice should fill every room he's in, always. "You didn't have to lie. You could have told me the truth."

Aw, fuck.

"Buddy,--"

"It's not that simple, little man."

Steve whips back around to look at Robin. Are you sure you’re up for this? She purses her lips and narrows her eyes. Yeah, Dingus, this is my mess. Let me clean it up. Put the lance down, White Knight. Well, alright then. He waves for her to continue, ignoring the looks the others always shoot them when they do their silent conversation thing. Not his fault they can’t read each other as well, it’s not like it’s hard.

"Before today, Steve was the only person in the world who knew about me. And honestly, I don't know if I would have told him if we weren't both coming off torture and truth serum. I've worked hard to hide it my whole life, baby Dingus, that's not an easy thing to stop doing. It's scary."

"But we're your friends. We're your family! We saved the world together! You should trust your family, right?"

Aw, jeez. Steve forgets, sometimes, how young they are. They've been through horrific supernatural trauma, but they're still the kind of kids who think life is a story with a happy ending, like their little dragon game.

"Yeah, bud, you should, but it's not always that easy. There can be really serious consequences for telling the wrong person. Like, last night my parents found out I'm bisexual by accident and now I...well. Now I don't have parents anymore." Oof, okay, little blunter than he meant to be, but Robbie's getting anxious again so he has to take the focus back.

There's an eruption of sound, as every voice in the Party starts shouting all at once, turning the Wheeler's basement into Steve's own personal migraine generator.

"Did they kick you out?"

"You're bisexual?!"

"What's bisexual?"

"They can't just do that!"

"Does this mean we have to find somewhere else for Hellfire nights?"

That last one earns Erica several Looks, but she doesn't flinch. "What? I'm just being practical."

He wishes Eddie was here. The gremlins actually listen to him, unlike Steve, on account of as their Hellfire DM, he has leverage they care about to threaten them with. Well, most of them, but it's definitely a help when he's around.

Sadly he and Wayne are at some kind of Munson family reunion down in West Virginia this week, so Steve is gonna have to do this whole spiel over again when he gets back. He and Robin thought about waiting until he got back and the whole Party could be together, but the kids would definitely notice him not living in Loch Nora anymore pretty much immediately. And Steve hates the idea of telling him over the phone, so double coming out/engagement announcement it is.

"Alright, Jesus Christ, enough! One at a goddamn time, you animals."

He looks back at Dustin, who's definitely crying now. "Yeah, buddy, they kicked me out, but I'm okay. I'm staying with the Buckleys for now, and Rob and I have been saving up to move in together soon anyway, so all this did is move up our timeline. I'm safe and I'm fine, okay? I promise."

Dustin plasters himself to Steve's front, squeezing like he's worried Steve is going to shatter into pieces and he can hold him together by sheer force of will. It's very sweet, even if it's crushing his lungs a little.

"I'm sorry you felt like you couldn't tell me." The words are muffled in Steve's chest, he's not sure anyone else heard him.

"Aw, kid, it's okay. I trust you, alright? Always. You die, I die, remember? I was just...figuring my shit out, that's all."

"Your parents are mouthbreathers." Steve chuckles a little at the mutinous glare on El's face, not pausing his hand where he's stroking Dustin's hair.

"You're not wrong, Supergirl. But it's fine, honestly. They've always been dicks, I've been planning to move out for a long time. They just...gave me the final push, is all." He's definitely leaving out the part where he broke down sobbing in Robbie's bed last night, asking her over and over why he was so broken that his own parents couldn't love him, but the kids don't need to hear that part of the story.

"Does this have something to do with your whirlwind engagement?" There she is, ace reporter Nancy Wheeler. Observant as always.

"Yeah, pretty much. They disinherited me, but they're still legally my next of kin."

"And Dingus has had far too much head trauma for me to trust he's not gonna end up back in the hospital for something at some point, and the last thing we need is Mr. and Mrs. von Child Neglect getting that call. And I was just reading about gay men and women who are marrying each other so they can have someone allowed in to see in them in the hospital, because of the virus, you know? And I thought, hey that's not a half bad idea! We're gonna be living together anyway, and it's not like I'm marrying anyone else, and it'll be good for both of us to have someone who knows about, y'know, monsters and all that jazz, to do our power of attorney stuff, so, voila! Mr. and Mrs. Bucklington!"

"We are not changing our name to Bucklington."

"Well Harringley is worse, so suck it up, buttercup."

"I'm not interested in keeping the Harrington name, Bobs, I'd rather just be a Buckley."

"Aw, bubba, you're gonna make me cry!"

"You should both become Hendersons! Then we'd really be brothers!"

Steve erupts into laughter, the tension effectively broken by Dustin's wide, toothy grin. "What d'ya say, Bobbie? Steve and Robin Henderson?"

"Would we get access to Claudia's lasagna recipe? Because if so, I'm behind this plan one hundred percent.”

"By 'we' you do mean me, right? Because I love you more than life, Bobs, but I'm not letting you anywhere near a casserole dish. I've learned that lesson."

"It was one time!"

"It took me three days to get all the cheese off the ceiling! There's still a stain!"

"Well good! Ceiling grease stains can be the Harrington's problem now, anyway. They deserve it!"

Argyle is nodding sagely from on top of the incredibly deflated bean bag he's sharing with Jonathan. "I do like Bucklington, it makes you sound like a fancy butler. But family is important, brochachos, and so is lasagna. I vote Henderson."

This spurs impassioned arguments from all corners, which Steve is more than happy to relax into the couch cushions and let wash over him.

There's a light, bubbly feeling in his chest. For the first time since his dad walked in unannounced yesterday, interrupting his phone call with Robin at the worst possible moment, the knot of fear and grief in his stomach starts to loosen.

Robin smiles at him, and he grins helplessly back. Who needs parents when he's got a soulmate? They're together, they're safe, they're surrounded by their family. Steve holds Dustin tighter to his side and lets himself feel loved.

He takes advantage of a lull in the Last Name Wars to get out the last of the speech he'd planned. "Anyway, we decided to tell all of you the truth when we came up with this plan last night, because we do trust you and we didn't want to lie to you, and also because we knew you shitheads would never shut up about us being in love if we didn't and that sounded awful."

He laughs delightedly at the chorus of indignant outbursts this gets him before continuing.

"It's really important that you don't tell anyone outside the Party the truth, alright? We're gonna tell Eddie when he gets back, and we might tell Joyce and Hop eventually, but that needs to be our choice to do. You can't do it for us, and you absolutely can't tell anyone else. The whole point of this is to keep us safe by keeping people from finding out the truth, okay?"

El looks vaguely uncomfortable, but not upset. "Will you tell my Dad soon?"

Steve glances at Robbie, who's looking anxious again, and then over at Will. His shoulders are tense, hunched up around his ears, and he's staring intently at the table in front of him.

Steve isn't sure if anyone else knows what he thinks he knows about Will, but he's pretty sure he recognizes the specific flavor of isolation he can see Will struggling with sometimes, and he's definitely sure he recognizes the looks Will shoots at Mike whenever Wheeler isn't looking. Tommy used to look at him like that.

Either way, he knows the kind of fear the kid must be suffering, just like he knows how terrifying today was for Robin. For Steve, the worst case scenario has already happened, so he has a lot less left to lose. He can afford to smooth the way a little, to test the waters and make sure they're safe for everyone else.

It's not that different from his normal role in this group anyway, just a different kind of monster. He's always been good at taking hits so the others don't have to-- this is just another threat to step in front of.

"Tell you what, Ellie, I'll talk to Hop and Joyce this weekend, that way you won't have to keep secrets from him for too long. I'll just tell him about me, though, at first, okay? That way we'll know if it's safe for Robbie." Or anyone else, he doesn't say.

Jonathan hears it, at the very least, and shoots him a look that's equal parts surprised and grateful. Maybe Will has someone else in his corner after all, then.

El nods happily, satisfied with that.

Before anyone else can jump in, there's a clattering on the basement stairs. None of them have time to tense up too badly before the door bursts open and Eddie comes tumbling through it in a flurry of dark curls and frayed denim.

"Fear not, my wayward wastrels, for I have returned from far off lands, bearing tidings and the promise of libations!"

Steve only recognizes, like, four of those words, but seeing Eddie gives him the same happy, fizzy feeling in his gut that it always does these days, so he grins.

"You're back early, Eds, everything ok?"

Eddie blinks at him, then around the room, looking surprised to see it so packed.

"Yeah, my cousin Clarence accidentally broke my MeeMaw's pasture fencing and set all the goats loose in the hills, and if we stuck around we were gonna have to help round them back up, so Wayne and I snuck out early. I was coming to invite the gremlins out for pizza to tell you all about it, but this is more people than I was expecting. Y'all having a family meeting? Without little old moi?"

Steve valiantly suppresses the shiver that the twang in Eddie's voice triggers. Steve's not sure if Eddie notices the way his accent gets stronger when he's been talking to family, but he's had to work very hard to make sure he doesn't notice the way it affects Steve.

Steve has barely tested the flirting waters with Eddie since admitting his crush to Robin, he's definitely not jumping right in with 'It makes me tingly all over when you start talking with a drawl, wanna call me darlin' and see what happens?'

Luckily Bobbie notices his inner struggle and comes to his rescue.

"It was kind of a time sensitive issue- not a life or death one! Or like. Not a monster one, anyway. But shit went down last night and we needed to brief everyone before the geek squad figured out something was funky and came beating down the door. Steve wanted to tell you in person so we were gonna wait til you got back, but here you are!"

Eddie's looking at Robin with an amused smile on his face, one eyebrow raised and his lips quirked in a lopsided grin that is, frankly, unreasonably attractive. "Here I am indeed, my fair Lady of Feathers. So what's the scoop?"

He plops down next to Jonathan and Argyle on the beanbags, nearly sending them all toppling before Argyle hooks both of them around the waists and drags them practically into his lap.

Steve is not seething with jealousy. He's not.

A half a dozen voices chime out all at once.

"Robin's gay!"

"Steve's homeless."

"Robin and Steve are getting married!"

“Purple married.”

“It’s lavender, dummy.”

“Lavender’s a kind of purple!”

"They're gonna be Hendersons!"

"No they aren't, weirdo, they're gonna be Buckleys."

"Bucklington is clearly the superior choice, even if Argyle was right about the butler thing."

“Bucklington my ass, y’all dumb as hell if you think Mom and Dad aren’t gonna try and make him a Sinclair after this.”

"Mama and Papa Harrington didn't like that Stevie boy has double the love to give. Totally bogus. Bi bros for life, man."

"I still call Steve's best man!"

Eddie blinks a little when everyone quiets down, looking vaguely shellshocked. "That was. A lot of information to get in thirty seconds."

And, listen, Steve is like, 97% sure Eddie's cool. More than cool, even. He moves that bandana to the same pocket every time he changes his jeans, no matter what outfit he's wearing. There's no way that's an accident. But if Steve is being totally honest, which he's trying to do more these days, at least inside his own brain, this is maybe not the way he'd have chosen to come out to his crush. It's somehow way more nerve-wracking when he didn't even get to say it himself.

Oh well, it's out there now. It's fine, probably.

Still, there’s a definite feeling of relief when Eddie turns that megawatt grin on him again.

"Man, I wish I'd known there were other queers in Hawkins, I might have listened sooner when Henderson told me how cool you guys were!"

Steve laughs, only a little hysterically. "Dude, if you thought you were the only one, what the hell have you been wearing that hanky for? Who are you hoping will see it?"

It's a little gratifying to see Eddie go flaming tomato red in seconds. "I am not talking about that in mixed company, Steven. There are children here!"

"Ugh, we're literally teenagers."

"Tiny baby infants! If you're so curious, you can ask me again later."

"Promise?" Steve can't stop himself from grinning wolfishly.

Eddie tugs his hair in front of his face to hide, and the frantic little giggle and the quiet "Oh my god," he lets out both sound more than a little strangled. Steve's having the time of his life right now.

"Gross." Ugh, rude. He glares at Robin for ruining his fun. She sticks her tongue out at him.

Before they can devolve into the inevitable slapfight, Nancy cuts in again.

"Alright, unless anyone else has anything to share in private, I think we should take Eddie's suggestion and get something to eat." Good thinking, Nance. "To celebrate the happy couple, of course," she adds with a smirk. Yeah, that makes more sense.

"Onward then, my noble companions, to pizza and to paradise!" Eddie vaults off the beanbag, sending Jonathan and Argyle tumbling. Argyle laughs and accepts Eddie's hand up, while Jonathan just rolls his eyes good-naturedly.

Eddie slings an arm around Robin's shoulders as they head for the basement door. "So, Birdie, what's this I hear about a wedding? I need context."

As the kids go thundering up the stairs, arguing about who gets to drive in which car, Steve lingers. He noticed Will hanging back from the others, and now they're the last ones left, Will still slowly packing up the pens and notebooks he seems to carry around with him everywhere. Jonathan is hovering anxiously in the doorway, so Steve sends him a nod and waves him off. He's got this.

"You ready to go, kid?"

Will fidgets with the zipper on his bag for another few seconds before looking up at Steve through his, frankly tragic, fringe. "I'm sorry your parents suck."

"Yeah, man, me too." Steve shoots him a wry little smile. "It's alright though, sometimes we're better off without them. I've got plenty of family here that love me, I'll survive without Richard and Diane."

Will studies him for a minute. Steve's not sure what he's looking for, but he hopes he finds it.

"That's what Jonathan says about Lonnie." Steve nods, trying not to wince at the memory of the things he spat at Jonathan that day in '83 when everything changed. "I used to think it was my fault he left, but Jonathan says he was just a bastard, and it's better he's gone anyway."

"I didn't know Lonnie," he's careful not to say your dad, "but from what I've heard, Jonathan's probably right. And he's definitely right that it's not your fault."

"Like it's not your fault your parents kicked you out?"

"Yeah, exactly like that. If it was my fault, that would mean I did something wrong. The only thing I did was exist, and be different than they thought I would be. If they can't love the kid they had, then they shouldn't have had a kid at all. That's their problem, not mine. There's nothing wrong with me."

It doesn't matter if he heard all of these things from Robin first, if he's still trying to learn to believe them. Will needs to hear them like they're true, the same way Steve does.

"Are you sure?" Will's voice is trembling now. He's looking at the floor, but Steve can tell there are tears coming. "How can you be sure this is how you're supposed to be? Wouldn't you rather be normal?"

Oh, kid. "I mean, yeah, maybe it would be easier if I only liked girls, but I don't. I tried for a long time to pretend that I did, but it didn't make it true. And yeah, part of me wants to hate myself, because that's what they taught me to think, and I still kinda wish doing that would make them love me, but it won't. But honestly, you wanna know the biggest thing?" Will nods.

"I can't hate that part of myself without hating Robin, and there's no universe where I could hate Robin. Robin's perfect. She's the best person in the world, and she's gay, so being gay can't be bad. It's impossible. So whenever that voice in my head starts saying shitty things to me, I just think about how much I love Robin and tell it to shut up."

There's a beat where Will seems to be absorbing this.

"How did you know it would be safe? To tell us the truth?"

"I didn't."

Will stares at him in shock.

"Not a hundred percent, anyway. I was pretty sure, but it's never a guarantee with stuff like this, you know? But the other option was never telling anyone, and that...it gets tiring, you know? Always having to hide. Always having to check yourself. Lying when people ask the wrong questions. It wears you down. And I've fought monsters with you guys. I've been tortured by spies with you guys. If I can't trust this group to have my back, I can't trust anyone, can I? And I didn't want to live a life of not trusting anyone. I didn't want Bobbie to live a life like that. So, we took a chance. And it paid off, because all of you are the people we thought you were, and we were right to trust you. But it was a leap of faith, dude. It always is."

"What if I'm not ready?" Fucking shit, this kid. He's been through more than any of them, except maybe El, and he's still so goddamn brave. Steve would have crumpled like a tin can in his place.

"Then you're not ready. It's not a test, Will. There's no right or wrong answers. But I will say that every single person out there loves you, and they'll keep loving you no matter what you do. They're not like my parents, or Lonnie. Our friends aren't broken inside the way they are. Their love isn't conditional. You won't chase them away. You couldn't if you tried."

Will lets out a shaky breath, clearly fighting back tears. Steve leans against the table and keeps his head down, offering the kid the illusion of privacy while he pulls himself together. After a few minutes he speaks up again.

"You ready to go, you think?"

Will nods. He goes to walk past Steve to the stairs before hesitating and, to Steve's surprise, wrapping his gangly arms around him in an awkward hug.

"Thanks, Steve," he mumbles into Steve's shoulder.

Steve runs a hand down his back uncertainly. "Anytime, kid."

He keeps his arm around Will's shoulders tentative, but when the kid doesn't shrug him off or move away, he lets it settle more firmly, tugging him closer.

“Come on Baby Byers, let's go get some pizza. You think I can milk the disownment thing to get Eddie to pay for extra toppings?"

Will snorts. "I think Eddie would pay for as many toppings as you want as long as you do that little eyelash thing at him again."

Steve throws his head back and laughs, long and loud from his belly. Yeah, it's gonna be a good night.

my head hurts too much to keep writing this but please know that the pizza parlor engagement party involves plenty of arguing about roles in the wedding party, resulting in MOH erica/best man dustin (scoops troop babeyy), flower girl team lumax (max demanded the role bc her wheelchair means she can carry extra baskets of petals, and lucas will be pushing the chair so her hands are free. he's just excited to be there.) nancy/el bridesmaids and byler groomsmen (mike grumbles and groans but he's secretly thrilled). jonathan does the pictures and it turns out argyle got ordained back in cali as a joke so he officiates. eddie plays crimson and clover for robin’s wedding march. there’s a bit of a kerfuffle when claudia and the sinclairs both try to claim steve as their son, but after someone makes the argument that charles and sue have two kids to carry their name while claudia only has one, they end up hyphenating and becoming the buckley-hendersons. yes, claudia cries. yes, they get the lasagna recipe.

(at the pizza place, eddie asks what his role will be and steve says he doesn't know yet, but he'll save him a dance regardless. eddie has to hide in the bathroom to stop blushing.)

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Fearless, Guiltless (Eddie Munson)

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Harrington!Reader

Word Count: 8.1k

Warnings: 18+, Smut, p in v, oral, fingering

Summary: No one knew or saw what changed (Y/n) Harrington her freshmen year, but when she showed up to school with a leather jacket, an I-don't-give-a-fuck expression, and a take-no-prisoners attitude everyone was way too scared to question it. She was the Undisputed Queen of Hawkins High, and she ruled everyone with an iron fist... with one exception.

Author's Note: Reposted because I fucked up, totally my fault with the tags y'all my bad. There will be a part two to this, but you can treat this as a standalone if you like, or you can treat part two as a standalone. Or read together.

“Please (Y/n), we’ve asked everyone. Even Steve said no.”

“You do realize tonight is the championship, right? Why would I ditch?”

(Y/n) lounged back, her elbows propping her up on the bleacher behind her. Her eyes were a mixture of doubtful and exasperated. The two freshmen standing in front of her could not have looked more scared and desperate if they tried, which was saying something. She had literally faced down monsters from another dimension with these two nerds, and now they were standing in front of her, on the verge of panic, looking for someone to play a boardgame with them.

Mike seemed to stop and think for a second. He really didn’t have a good excuse. She was literally the last person he and Dustin had thought to ask, and for good reason.

“B-Because you owe me one for saving your life in Starcourt,” Dustin blurted out from behind Mike.

“Y-Yeah!” Mike pointed at his friend. “You owe Dustin.”

(Y/n) raised an eyebrow in what had to be the most condescending expression Mike or Dustin had ever been on the receiving end of. For a moment, they both considered cowering. She could be so much scarier than the Mindflayer when she wanted to be.

(Y/n) Harrington was the undisputed Queen of Hawkins High all four years of high school. She had the intimidating, awe-inspiring air of someone who was better than everyone else at everything all of the time, and she knew it too.

On the first day of high school, Mike and Dustin had seen her tell the meanest bullies in school to fuck off and that the two of them and Max were off limits. Crawling through air vents in Starcourt, Dustin watched her spit in the face of a Russian spy literally planning to torture her to death. The whole party had witnessed her one-handed pump a shotgun and point it into a hoard full of interdimensional demodogs. All without batting an eye.

Being badass, Dustin hypothesized to Mike one day after watching (Y/n) chill the entire basketball team with a single glare, must be a Harrington thing. She was fearless.

“I owe you?” She questioned.

The boys looked back and forth, nerves kicking in as they began to seriously doubt their answer.

“So let me get this straight,” She pushed herself to her feet, hands going straight to her hips. Mike and Dustin both took two steps back. “You want to cash in literally saving my life for me playing D&D with you tonight?” She waited expectantly for the answer and was met with a nod from both boys. “That seems like a fair trade to you?”

Before either of the two could answer the very obvious question that no, in fact, this was the dumbest thing they could cash in saving her life on and that they could easily get so much more for that, there was a long whistle.

Coach Sandhurst was calling the girls in for practice. “Fine,” (Y/n) turned around and started stuffing Steve’s jacket and her snacks back in her gym bag. “If your stupid game’s that important to you, I’ll be there, but get off the field. I have to get back to practice.”

(Y/n) grabbed her pompoms and shoved past the two boys.

Mike and Dustin didn’t immediately process what (Y/n) had just agreed to. They stood there for several seconds watching her back as she jogged off to join the rest of the squad on the practice field.

“Did she just… Did we just…” Dustin spluttered.

The Captain of the Cheer Squad, Undisputed Queen of Hawkins High, Hawkins Royal Legacy, (Y/n) Harrington was ditching the district championship basketball game to join their D&D campaign. This was, without a doubt, the coolest thing that could ever happen to them at this school. Only they couldn’t brag about it to anyone because no one would ever believe it.

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“You’re ditching the game to play Dungeons and Dragons with the Hellfire Club?” Chrissy repeated in a whisper under her breath, like it was a conspiracy.

“Yeah, yeah,” (Y/n) leaned over to check and make sure she couldn’t see any feet poking out under any of the stall doors. Assured they were alone, she locked the bathroom door. “Look, I owe that freshman, Dustin, a favor, and it’s a pretty big one. And he’s chosen to cash it in today.”

Chrissy hopped up on the sink counter, swinging her legs back and forth off the floor. “What kind of favor could you possibly owe him that would be big enough to miss the championship game?”

(Y/n) was almost tempted to tell her. Chrissy and (Y/n) were almost friends.

In truth, (Y/n) wasn’t really friends with anyone at Hawkins High. She used to be, back in freshmen year, but that was a long time ago. She still hung around the popular kids out of habit, and because none of them asked questions, but she wouldn’t call any of them friends. They put up with her because she was quite simply too popular and powerful not to be in good with. They would all call her their friend, but none of them were dumb enough to believe it.

Chrissy was the exception. She played the popular, pretentious, preppy cheerleader well, but underneath it all she was surprisingly caring. Almost caring enough that (Y/n) wanted to be her friend, almost caring enough that she wanted to be honest with her.

Almost.

“Some shit he did for my brother that I got roped into,” (Y/n) dismissed, “Look, will you cover for me?”

Chrissy smiled, “Of course, but Patrick won’t be happy.” Chrissy winked, “He was looking forward to seeing you on the sidelines.”

(Y/n) rolled her eyes, and Chrissy laughed. Patrick was a nice enough guy by basketball team standards, but really? She didn’t want anything to do with Hawkins High’s basketball team, or any of the guys at Hawkins High for that matter.

“Come on, you have to give someone a chance. You at least need to get laid.”

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“Steve, I wish you would keep your damn kids in line.” (Y/n) huffed as she jumped up on the counter of the video store.

She had walked straight to the store after school, huffing most of the way. A couple of the girls had offered her a ride there, but she refused claiming the air would help her feel better. Chrissy had helped her set up faking sick for the game that night. Chrissy vouched for her with the coach that her head was hurting again and that she looked like she was about to pass out, which wasn’t entirely untrue.

“What did the brats do now?” Steve asked without looking up as he continued opening returned VHS boxes to ensure their contents matched the covers.

(Y/n) laid herself back across the counter and closed her eyes with a huff. “They’re making me play D&D tonight.”

That made Steve pause. “Y-you’re playing… D&D?” He was fighting the urge to start laughing. (Y/n) didn’t need to open her eyes to know it. The amusement was oozing out of his voice.

“Don’t laugh at me. That twerp you adopted cashed in saving my life for his stupid game.”

Steve did stop laughing. Immediately.

Steve felt a lot of responsibility for what happened that night; (Y/n) knew it. She’d told him a thousand times, a thousand different ways, that there was nothing else he could’ve done differently. But it never seemed to ease his big brother instinct. He always felt like he was the one that owed Dustin not her, for doing what he couldn’t.

“Ok,” Steve slammed the top VHS box closed. “I’ll do it. Where is this game of theirs?”

(Y/n) rolled her eyes and sat up, “Don’t be ridiculous I already told them I would.”

“Yeah, but you are actually cheering in the game, and I owe them just as much as you for what happened. So,” he stubbornly crossed his arms, “Where are they playing?”

(Y/n)’s lip turned up in a slight smile, and she patted Steve on the arm. Always the big brother. “Thanks Steve, but it’s too late. I’ve already played hookie with Chrissy for the game. You can’t get out of your date.”

“Hey! I don’t need to get out of my date; she’s great. It’s gonna be…” He trailed off at the doubtful expression on his sister’s face. She was the reigning Queen of Hawkins High. The rumor mill for all of Hawkins ran straight through her ears. “What’s wrong with her?”

“Nothing, Nothing,” (Y/n) sat up and raised her hands with an innocent expression that didn’t match the wicked gleam in her eye. “Just a funny rumor I heard about her and an ex she wants to make jealous.”

Steve huffed and turned back around to start sorting tapes again.

If she thought Steve actually liked his date, (Y/n) would’ve broken the news more gently, but she knew he didn’t and watching her brother whine about a girl using him the same way he always used them was going to be deeply amusing, at least for the next hour before he got over it and moved onto the next beautiful woman that walked through the door.

“So,” Steve cleared his throat. “Do you need a ride then? You can’t carpool with the squad if they think you’re sick.”

“No, it’s ok. I’ll walk there. You have that date to worry about. Besides, I think they’re starting a bit before the game.”

“You can’t walk back. It’ll be way too late.” Steve dismissed.

“I’ll hitch a ride with someone. Don’t worry about it.”

“Do you even know anything about D&D?” Steve asked, turning back to her and crossing her arms. He looked as doubtful of her now as she had of him seconds ago talking about dates. “They play with Eddie the Freak; he’s pretty unforgiving from what Dustin says.”

Now that was a problem (Y/n) could not easily dismiss, and she really didn’t like the idea of losing.

(Y/n) huffed. “Not really, I’m probably gonna make a fool of myself, which is gonna suck. Those nerds will be…” (Y/n) was about to respond when a chime went off at the front of the store, and she turned. A chime that sounded a lot like salvation to her.

“Erica!” (Y/n) jumped off the counter. Erica Sinclair was walking into the video store with her mother in tow. “Hi Mrs. Sinclair,” (Y/n) beamed at the adult, “Do you mind if I talk to Erica for a moment?”

“Oh sure, sweetie, good to see you again, (Y/n),” Mrs. Sinclair smiled, “I’ll be over in the family section Erica.”

Erica waved goodbye to her mother with a smile and a perfectly innocent expression before she turned on (Y/n), “What do you want?”

“I need you to tell me everything you know about D&D, and I’ll get Steve to swap out whatever movie you pick for one of the new Rated R releases.”

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“You brought me… the Princess?”

(Y/n) crossed her arms over her chest. She felt like she was on trial here. Eddie Munson and his goonies were watching her with an almost predatory expression. They, the freaks and geeks of the school, were acting like she was the unworthy one in the room.

“This is a room for heroes and warriors not… girls playing dress up,” Eddie made a motion to the cheer outfit she was still wearing from practice earlier that day. His goonies laughed in agreement.

Heroes? Warriors? These guys thought they were the heroes. (Y/n) wanted to laugh. Her eyes caught Mike’s standing on her right, and he seemed to know exactly what she was thinking. His expression was clearly begging her not to say anything.

Eddie was fully squatting on his heels in the chair at the head of the table behind a screen Erica had told her marked him as the ‘Dungeon Master’ of the game. Erica told her this meant that Eddie controlled everything: the story, the world, the bad guys, the fights. For the most part, he decided what the players could and couldn’t do. He was basically God, and she was currently asking for permission to enter his kingdom.

Maybe this really was a worthy trade for saving her life.

“If you understand how to play then I’m sure it can’t be too complicated for me.” (Y/n) pursed her lips in a smile, squaring her shoulders up across from him.

Eddie raised an eyebrow and literally hopped off of his perch, swaggering over to stand an inch in front of her. His breath blew out across her face as he took up the challenge, “You think you, Hawkin’s prettiest little princess, can take on the Cult of Vecna?”

She may not really understand D&D, but this she understood. He was challenging her, trying to sniff her out for any signs of weakness. (Y/n) smirked. It had been a while since someone tried that. But she didn’t become Queen of Hawkins by riding Steve’s coattails. She became Queen of Hawkins by taking no shit, and never backing down.

(Y/n) dropped her arms and closed the last inch between herself and Eddie, going literally toe to toe, chest to chest, with the DM. Eddie didn’t seem to let it phase him any more than it phased her as her body pressed up against his, but there was a murmur from the other guys in the room; shocked that someone would challenge Eddie or intrigued by the current developments, she couldn’t tell. “I don’t think I can take it on; I know I can.” She made sure to breath the words out over his lips.

One of the goonies off to the side let out a quiet ‘oo’, that Eddie immediately shot him a glare over.

“And for the record,” Eddie’s eyes whipped back to her, as she touched a hand to his chest, “I’m not the Princess.” She gave him a hard shove, and Eddie stumbled back a step, catching himself on the edge of the game table. “I’m the fucking Queen.”

The other boys in the room didn’t hold back their sounds of surprise now. Behind her back, Dustin and Mike shared a look that said they knew they’d made the right call.

Eddie’s eyes trailed over her one last time. Pristine cheer uniform, expensive sneakers and a diamond bracelet, her brother’s old varsity jacket slung over her shoulder. She was a Harrington through and through. Everything she stood for was everything he hated.

And yet, for the first time, when Eddie looked at her, he didn’t see it. Maybe it was the fact that she was without her posse or her annoying older brother for once. Maybe it was that she had stepped up to his challenge without hesitation. Or maybe it was the fact that she was here at all, at Hellfire Club, that she had willingly stepped into his realm.

Something about (Y/n) Harrington just seemed different, better, more interesting, today than it had yesterday, and Eddie found himself seeing nothing more or less than the hottest girl in school confidently asking him if she could play D&D at his table.

Eddie pushed himself to his feet and smiled, “Well then, my Queen,” he gave a mocking bow, “let’s play.”

(Y/n) didn’t miss the little fire that seemed to light in his eyes.

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Everything she had with her she’d borrowed from Erica.

Steve had dropped her off at the Sinclair’s house when he got off work, and Erica had spent the better part of an hour helping her. The Rated R movie had sweetened the pot, but it was clear that Erica shared (Y/n)’s love of putting men in their place especially when it came to Lucas and his friends.

“When they ask, you’re going to be a bard,” Erica had shoved a character sheet in her hand the second she walked in the younger girl’s room.

“Okay, Am I supposed to know what that means?” (Y/n) asked, staring down at the piece of paper with a blank expression.

“It’s a kind of musician. Sit down. I’ll explain.” Erica climbed onto her bed and motioned for (Y/n) to do the same.

“First you need to know how to play. D&D has two main phases. Roleplaying and fighting.” Erica began a long, detailed explanation of the game. It was quite apparent in the first few minutes (Y/n) was there that Erica knew more about this than what she’d gleaned from her brother, like she always claimed. Erica liked D&D, played D&D.

Unfortunately, even with Erica’s help, fighting mechanics seemed to go straight over her head.

“Don’t worry. You won’t be doing as much fighting as a bard. You’ll mostly be backing up the party on whatever they need extra help with.” Erica explained when she saw (Y/n)’s confused expression as she got into different dice rolls. “Your play will be more roleplay based.”

“Okay,” (Y/n) hesitated for a second, “And how do I roleplay a bard?”

That brought a huge, shit-eating grin to Erica’s face that (Y/n) couldn’t decide if she found disconcerting or exciting. “How do you feel about flirting with a bunch of nerds till they’re eating out of the palm of your hand?”

Definitely exciting. (Y/n) grinned back. That she could do.

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“The rest of the party is unaware of where you’re being taken, and you can’t talk your way out of this one, I’m afraid,” Eddie remarked offhandedly as he moved pieces around on the board.

Eddie had led Mike, followed by (Y/n), right into a trap, an NPC guard the party had been trusting for weeks had betrayed them and was now carting them off to their certain death with the rest of the party none-the-wiser in a nearby tavern.

Eddie was clearly not pulling any punches. Erica had told her he probably wouldn’t, that he would probably be the type of DM who went balls to the walls to beat his players, that she would have to go all out to prove herself too.

(Y/n) raised her eyebrow, “Can’t I?” The boys’ eyes all flitted directly to her, Eddie’s head raising up from the board far more slowly. (Y/n) leaned her elbows on the table, resting her chin in her hands. “I proposition the guard.”

Eddie paused, contemplating the situation for a moment before he seemingly consents to see where this goes, “How?”

“Come on Eddie;” she batted her eyelashes, “surely, you’ve had a girl flirt with you before. You know how it works.” Jeff and Gareth snickered at her retort, but it did nothing to shake Eddie. He stared her down, unblinkingly, waiting to see what she would do.

Really, something about being behind that screen must’ve filled him with an unbridled sense of confidence. ‘God-complex’, (Y/n) could practically hear Erica whispering to her. (Y/n) would’ve thought it was kind of hot, if only it didn’t come from playing D&D.

(Y/n) quickly gave in to roleplaying this scenario out with Eddie, “I pull my legs through my chains so the chains are in front of me, and I unlace my corset and the top of my tunic. I make sure to make a raucous with the chains; lots of noise like something’s going horribly wrong back here.”

Eddie, again, ponders for a moment before acceding to this storyline. “The guard stops the cart and circles around to the doors to check on the noise.”

“I feign a heat stroke and lay down in the back of the cart, pulling my shirt open and fanning myself as much as I can with the chains on.” (Y/n) reaches forward and knocks her character piece over in the square designated for the cart so that it’s laying down. “And I say, ‘Please sir, some water, I think I’m in heat.’” (Y/n) mimes the fanning herself and pulls down on the collar of her cheerleading uniform, “‘I beg you.’”

The mechanics of the game were still far beyond her remit, but (Y/n) took to the roleplaying like a fish to water. She had spent her entire life living behind a mask of popularity and flirting with wholly uninteresting men just for brownie points. This was as easy as breathing.

Besides, flirting with Eddie in a game was at least a bit more interesting than flirting with the copy-and-paste guys on the basketball team. He was at least giving her a challenge, and he was certainly easy on the eyes.

“‘Please sir, I’ll do anything.’” Her voice got thick, sultry even, as she continued to beg the guard, beg Eddie, for assistance. She made pointed eye contact with Eddie as she exposed more of her chest beneath her uniform and pushed her hair back away from her neck feigning heat.

All of the boys’ eyes were darting back and forth between the DM and (Y/n). They were about an hour into this week’s session, and this was a new development indeed. They hadn’t expected this when they added a girl to the party.

None of them had ever flirted their way into or out of anything in D&D before. Sure, they’d talked their way out of things; they’d rolled plenty of persuasion checks. Sure, Eddie had presented them with hot girls they could take back to their bedchambers after a brawl and even the occasional fan of the adventuring party’s tales who was enraptured by them. But these were mostly things that made for amusing flavor text. They’d never actually flirted in game before. They were a group of awkward teenage boys, and even when Eddie proclaimed an NPC was a hot girl, it was still Eddie they would’ve had to flirt with and that just felt too odd to them.

Eddie’s head tilted down and he looked up at her through curtains of hair. “Roll persuasion,” Eddie watched her darkly, “with advantage.”

“Yes!” Mike fist pumped. “Way to go (Y/n)!”

(Y/n) dropped her hand from her chest, and her mouth slowly pulled back in a smile, still watching Eddie at the other end of the table.

Neither of them watched the dice as they left her hand, maintaining eye contact as they flew the length of the table. A cheer from the boys told them one of the numbers was high, and only that managed to break their stare down.

Sure, this was Eddie’s game, but she was going to win.

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The eruption of cheers outside wasn’t for the D&D game, but as she walked down the hall surrounded by Mike and Dustin and their friends gushing over how awesome she did for her first time playing, she couldn’t help feeling like it was.

“Do you need a ride, (Y/n)?” Mike asked, “Nancy is dropping Dustin off too since the game is over.”

The basketball game.

(Y/n)’s steps faltered for a second, and Mike and Dustin both paused and turned back to look at her. “Fuck, I can’t.” (Y/n) sighed and waved them on. “You guys go on. I ditched Chrissy and the squad; they can’t see that I wasn’t actually sick.”

“You sure?” Dustin asked, “Do you have a ride? Is Steve still here?”

“Yeah, course he is! I’m gonna head out the back and find him.” (Y/n) thumbed over her shoulder to the backdoors of the school. “No offense, but being seen…”

“We get it…” Dustin smiled and waved her off. “Thanks for coming, (Y/n); you were awesome.”

“Yeah! Thanks (Y/n)!” Mike shouted back.

(Y/n) waved and stuffed her hands in the pockets of her jacket. She stood there watching the boys exit out the front door for a second longer than was strictly necessary before turning back.

“Nerds,” she mumbled under her breath as she made her way through the hall to the back door.

“Yeah, they kinda are.”

(Y/n) didn’t jump, even though it surprised her. She whirled to face the voice, wrenching her hands out of their pockets and bracing her feet.

“Woah!” Eddie held up his hands with a laugh. “Just me. Don’t shoot.”

“Sorry,” (Y/n) relaxed. “Bit on edge I guess.”

Eddie snorted, “Who isn’t in this town?”

“True.”

“You, uh,” Eddie glanced towards the door, “heading back to the preps now? I’m assuming they won the game from all the screaming outside.”

(Y/n) shook her head, “Nah, just headed home.”

“Your, uh,” He kept darting back and forth between her and the door, “Your brother coming?”

(Y/n) shook her head, “He’s got a hot date, and I doubt he’s going straight home after the game, if you know what I mean?”

“Oh, need a ride?”

(Y/n) mulled it over. She’d been planning to walk; it would take about an hour but she could. Of course, if Steve’s date didn’t pan out, he would beat her home and be pissed she didn’t ask him for a ride. And she couldn’t ask anyone who went to the game because they were parked in the lot by the gym, and the squad would see her.

“I parked out by the baseball field,” Eddie rolled his eyes, “No one will see you getting in a car with the Freak.”

He hadn’t exactly hit the nail on the head about what was bothering her, but it didn’t hurt. “Sure, if you don’t mind.”

Eddie bowed theatrically and motioned for her to lead the way. “M’lady.”

(Y/n) rolled her eyes and stuffed her hands back in her pockets, walking ahead of him down the hall.

Eddie jogged to catch up and fall in step beside her. “So how did Henderson talk you into this? I wouldn’t have bet on a Harrington gracing us with their presence, but if I had it would’ve been Steve.” His tone was surprisingly teasing, not mocking for once.

“Steve had a date, and I owed Henderson one.”

“For what?” Eddie asked.

(Y/n) stayed silent for a moment. There was a story in place here, for this exact moment. Organized by the former directors of Hawkins Lab. But it was a little too close to the truth. Saying it felt like confiding in someone, in Eddie Munson of all people.

“Come on,” Eddie snorted, “It’s Henderson. It’s not like he helped you bury a body.”

(Y/n) sighed. “He was with me and Steve when the fire started at Starcourt.”

“Yeah, I saw the news the next day.” Eddie cut in, “That picture of Steve carrying you out of the mall was everywhere.”

The words on the police report fell out of her mouth in a well-rehearsed fashion. “Yeah, well, what you didn’t see was us getting separated in the chaos inside. I got trapped. Henderson’s the one who found me. He dragged me out of the wreckage. Steve only carried me to a medic.”

Eddie whistled, low and long. “So Henderson saved your life, so now you play D&D,” he gestured vaguely back down the hall in the direction the other players had gone.

The pair took a right, headed towards the back entrance near the fields.

Eddie didn’t immediately respond, and the silence felt rather deafening. She could practically feel him judging her. (Y/n) kicked her feet out a bit, scuffing at the linoleum floor. “Believe me I also know it’s not a fair trade. But D&D means a lot to him; he asked for my help. I delivered. That’s that.”

“You certainly did deliver.” Eddie chuckled, seemingly trying to lighten the mood, “Can’t say I’ve ever had a player pull their top down during a game, but I’m certainly not complaining that you’re the first.”

“You’re exaggerating,” (Y/n) quipped back with a smirk, “but next time I’ll be sure to tell Gareth to wear something with buttons. We’ll see who can do the better job seducing the DM with a strip tease.”

Eddie barked out a laugh. The back door was a few feet in front of them, and Eddie jogged ahead to grab it for her. Standing in the narrow doorway holding it open as (Y/n) turned sideways to pass through, Eddie leaned down, smirking again, and said, “You don’t need the game as an excuse to seduce me.”

(Y/n) paused in the doorway, looking up at Eddie. That cocky attitude again; it wasn’t just ruling the roost around his friends. “UGH,” it was getting to her.

“What?” Eddie’s brow furrowed at the sound, “I was just- ”

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(Y/n) grabbed a fist full of Eddie’s shirt and dragged him after her through the doorway, shoving him up against the brick wall outside the school.

“What are you…” Eddie’s question died in the air as (Y/n) smashed her lips into his.

This was, without a doubt, one of the dumbest decisions she’d ever made, but it had been so long, too long. And really, he didn’t seem like a freak, not that she would’ve mind a freak for her particular purposes.

Eddie seemed stunned for a moment, but the second his mind caught up, his hands went around her waist and dragged her against his chest. Flipping them around, he pinned her to the wall and returned her kiss.

There was nothing gentle or caring about the kiss. It was a kiss of pure, unadulterated desperation on both sides. (Y/n) wasn’t sure where his tongue ended and hers began. It was sloppy, messy, the kind of kiss you’d expect from two desperately horny high schoolers who had spent the entire night eyeballing each other across a six-foot-long table.

One of her hands stayed fisted in Eddie’s shirt, and (Y/n) ran the other hand up his chest and knotted it into his hair, tugging at the roots.

Eddie groaned as she pulled his hair, and he let her fingers pull his mouth from hers. “Are you sure you want to do this?” Eddie stared down at her with open, honest eyes, ready to stop the moment she gave the word.

“I’m the one that dragged you out here. Are you?” (Y/n) retorted hotly.

Eddie’s lips pulled back in a grin, “Fuck yes.” He dove back in, attacking her mouth with renewed fervor. Their tongues lashed at each other, a battle for dominance that (Y/n) was bound to lose at this angle. She felt like he was trying to devour her.

A knee pushed itself between her own, and she spread her legs to make room for Eddie’s thigh pressing up against her. One of Eddie’s hands left her waist, trailing slowly over her ass and down her thigh before hitching it up against his hip.

(Y/n) groaned into the kiss, and Eddie sunk his teeth into her lip in response, tugging at it playfully.

“Eddie, if I wanted to play games, I would’ve stayed in the D&D room.” (Y/n) ground herself down against the thigh between her legs.

Eddie chuckled and nuzzled his nose into her cheek, pressing his knee higher up to meet the movement of her hips. “Well, if I was going to fuck you against a wall I would’ve done it already.”

“Then where…”

“My van, now.” Eddie smacked her ass and pulled sharply away from her. Stuffing his hands in his pockets and meandering a couple steps back from the girl he’d left hot and bothered against the brick wall. “Can’t risk one of those pretty boy basketball players seeing you out here with me, now can we?”

(Y/n) wanted to growl, or maybe pounce on him; she wasn’t sure. But she collected herself as best she could and stood tall, marching past him towards his van at the back of the lot. “Why not? Maybe we could teach ‘em a thing or two.” (Y/n) snipped as she passed him.

Looping a finger in the chain attached to his belt, (Y/n) tugged Eddie along behind her.

There wasn’t enough force behind it to make him go, but Eddie chuckled and followed the pull at his waist until they reached his van.

Waiting expectantly at the back door for Eddie to open it, (Y/n) felt two arms over her shoulders, caging her in against the van as Eddie pressed his whole body against her from behind, “Maybe next time gorgeous,” he leaned in, whispering against her ear, “but for now you’re all mine.”

The van door on her right swung open and Eddie gave her another smack on the ass to climb up in, which she obediently followed.

(Y/n) was hit immediately with the thick stench of weed, but before she had time to process anything else, she was being pinned down on a pile of blankets in the back.

Eddie crawled up the floor of the van, pinning her down by straddling her hips. “The Queen and The Freak,” Eddie lazily trailed his fingers along the hem of her cheerleading top, toying with flicking it to reveal an inch of skin and then back down to cover her again. “Who would’ve thought?”

Before she could respond, Eddie chuckled to himself and leaned in, pressing his lips to hers. Eddie’s kiss was slower, far less urgent than hers had been against the school wall. It was still biting, still a battle of wills, fueled by their mutual lust and frustration, but the edge had been taken out of the whole situation. There was no question of where this was going, no point to get across, no doubts. They both wanted this.

God did she want this.

(Y/n) turned her head, craning her neck away from Eddie’s greedy lips to catch a breath of air. He traveled down to her neck, sucking and nipping as he went.

“Not much of a queen if you’re going to leave me hanging so long.”

Eddie bit particularly harshly at a spot where her throat met her collar bone, and (Y/n) fought to hold in a moan. “Oh don’t worry,” Eddie sat up and pushed himself down her legs. Flipping up the front of her cheer skirt, he slipped a finger under the band of her underwear, tugging them off her as he went, “I’ll treat you like a queen.”

Hooking his arms under her thighs, he draped her legs over his shoulder as he laid down between them.

The back of the van was pitch black, and even when she looked down, (Y/n) could only just make out the mane of long bushy hair. The van was off, and none of the lights by the basketball gym could reach the back corner lot where Eddie parked. In a way she knew what was coming, but she couldn’t see to know when or how.

Tilting her head back, (Y/n) closed her eyes and just felt. Eddie’s fingers brushed up the sides of her thighs, stroking back and forth over the soft skin slowly as he blew out a breath over her folds.

“Eddie,” (Y/n) was about to complain again, but his tongue cut her off, flattening and licking the length of her folds.

After so long, it felt so good to have someone taking care of her like this, to have Eddie licking her, touching her where she needed him most. She didn’t know him, never had a crush on him, hadn’t even really noticed him before that night, but goddamn she would’ve begged for his tongue to be on her if he’d wanted. She was absolutely desperate for him, not even in the fun teasing way, but in the manic unenjoyable way where she just needed someone absolutely immediately.

Eddie did not disappoint. His tongue stopped at the top of her folds and slowly circled her clit, sending her hips jolting up towards his mouth. One of Eddie’s hands stretched across her hips, holding them down against the floor of the van as he lapped rhythmically at her clit.

(Y/n) moaned loudly into the air and threw one arm over her face. The other hand went straight into Eddie’s hair, trying and failing to tug his mouth closer. He was touching her, touching her exactly where she wanted to be touched and it still wasn’t enough.

“Please Eddie, don’t tease me.”

“Hmmm,” Eddie hummed, continuing stroking her clit with his tongue in the process.

“Eddie, please,” she begged.

Eddie pulled his mouth off of her, which made her whine in protest. She wanted more, but that didn’t mean she wanted him to stop. “The queen, begging me, what have I done to deserve such a show of favor.” He was taunting her now. The fingers on his free hand were fluttering up the inside of her thigh, getting dangerously close to the place his mouth had just abandoned but not actually taking its place.

“Eddie,” she bucked her hips, but his arm held her back, “you can tease me next time. Please, just make me cum.”

“Next time?” She couldn’t see his face, but she could hear it in his voice, surprise.

“Next time,” She repeated.

She wasn’t sure if there would be a next time, but if he was as good as he seemed to be so far she certainly wouldn’t mind. The promise seemed to change something in his demeaner.

One of Eddie’s fingers brushed lightly over her clit making her jolt, but it kept moving down to her hole. She was wet, very wet, a mixture of Eddie’s mouth and her own arousal, and just thinking about how wet she was made her moan thinking about how it must be all over Eddie’s chin if only it wasn’t too damn dark in this van to see.

His finger probed at her entrance, slicking itself in her arousal and circling a few times before it slid in.

Even for only having one finger in, she was tight. It had been so long since she’d gotten laid, and she clenched around Eddie like vice. He left the first finger there as a second probed and then slowly joined the first.

Even before they began to move, she couldn’t help but moan quietly. “You really are desperate for me, my queen.” He whispered between her moans. “Don’t worry; I promised I’d take care of you.”

He started off slowly, dragging his fingers out and pushing them back in at an agonizing pace, but as (Y/n) began to whimper and squirm he picked up the pace.

She couldn’t form words for how good it felt, for how relieved she felt. Eddie’s fingers curled inside her, and she tugged hard on his hair as she let out another moan. Eddie was trying, trying very hard, to make her come undone.

His arm, holding her down, disappeared from across her hips, and Eddie wet his free fingers in the juice flowing out of her, dragging them up to circle her clit.

“Fuck,” (Y/n)’s hips bucked freely up into Eddie’s hand and his fingers slowed to a stop. He kept stroking her clit, but his other hand stayed firmly in place, angled into her, as he let her fuck herself on his fingers.

“Gorgeous,” He murmured, pressing a kiss into her thigh as she used him to pleasure herself, “Cum for me, my queen; I want to taste you.”

(Y/n) rolled her hips up with a loud moan, her rhythm stuttering as she felt the first wave crash over her.

Eddie picked up the slack, his fingers resuming their unforgiving pace fucking into her and his other thumb rapidly flicking her clit to extend the high. She was gushing out over his fingers, her entrance clenching and unclenching around his fingers without control.

She couldn’t describe the feeling. Like cold rain on a hot afternoon maybe, or a hot shower on a cold night. She wasn’t sure which. She had the sensation of momentary, utter ecstasy running down her body followed by a joyful peace.

Eddie’s fingers slowed as she came down, and he pulled them out of her with a wet noise. “Good work, gorgeous,” the hand that had been on her clit stroked her thighs as they trembled slightly from the aftershock of her first orgasm in a long time. His other hand, covered in her slick, went to his mouth, and he sucked at the fingers that had been inside her. “Mmm,” he groaned.

His hands went to either side of her as he lowered himself over her, “You taste amazing gorgeous. Next time we’ll draw this out a little longer, and I’ll get it from the source.”

Her hand was still in his hair as he’d moved above her, and she used it to drag him down into a kiss. She could taste herself on his lips, but she could taste herself even more on his tongue as it slipped into her mouth. She let him win this one. She was still coming down from the high, and she didn’t have the energy to fight him through this kiss. But she also felt like he’d earned it.

His tongue languidly stroked hers, and she felt, for a moment, like he was being almost caring. He was gentler, softer, and not just because he didn’t have to fight her. The teasing nips and bites were gone. He seemed to just enjoy the feeling of kissing her.

The thought occurred to her that she should return the favor.

(Y/n) reached down, fumbling at his belt and flinging it towards the back of the van when it finally came off. Her thumbs fumbled over the button at the top of his jeans a couple times before it came undone and she could finally yank his zipper down.

Her hand quickly dipped below waistband, reaching to take him in her hand, but Eddie caught her wrist before she could. “Next time, gorgeous,” he whispered against her lips, “Next time, when we can actually make it to a bed, I’ll show you how good my mouth can be when you aren’t so impatient, and you’ll show me what it feels like to have those pretty lips around my cock. But right now I want you as much as you wanted me.”

Eddie pulled away from her long enough to shove his jeans and his boxers down around his knees. His lips were back on hers as quickly as they’d left, and he kissed her while guiding his cock to her entrance.

Her thighs, a bit weak from her previous orgasm, clumsily wrapped themselves around his waist, angling herself up towards the head of his cock that was bumping against her folds, and with a single, strong stroke of his hips he plunged into her.

He was so much bigger than she’d imagined he’d be, and she felt like she was being filled with, consumed by Eddie. Her eyes took on a far away look as her head lulled back in the pleasure of finally getting exactly what she needed.

“Stick with me there, gorgeous,” Eddie whispered as he pulled out and made his first thrust into her.

Her eyes focused in on his, piercing into hers with such intensity, such want and need. She couldn’t keep staring at them. This was already going to be over far too soon, and it would only be so much faster if he kept looking at her like that. Eddie set a strong, steady rhythm of his hips into hers, and (Y/n) buried her face in his neck behind his hair, kissing at his skin in between her moans.

His cock filled her to the brim, but she was so wet from her first orgasm that it was sliding in and out of her with ease. The sounds their bodies made as he slammed into her were sinful. His grunts, her moans, the smack of skin on skin as his cock bottomed out inside of her. She wanted to record it for posterity, for her own pleasure later when she was alone in her room without Eddie there to make her feel this way again.

She was sure she would imagine this feeling, his cock pounding into her, filling her, the groan of satisfaction that slipped out of him every time her walls clenched around him.

Their clothes were mostly still on, and (Y/n) could feel the denim of Eddie’s vest rubbing at the inside of her thighs wrapped around him. There would be patches of raw skin there tomorrow. Redness and chafing that her uniform wouldn’t cover up, hickeys on her neck and chest from his bites that would tell everyone exactly how ‘sick’ she had been tonight. Thinking about it, about everyone know how good Eddie fucked her, made it hotter.

“Harder, Eddie,” (Y/n) whimpered, using her back to leverage her hips up to meet his.

Eddie grunted in response and let himself press more of his weight into her, freeing up his legs to power his hips faster. He was pounding into her now, chasing the relief they both desperately sought in each other.

There would be a next time. Next time, she’d have him in her bed, naked under her as she bent him to her will, but this was exactly what she needed right now. Reckless, mindless, spontaneous, unrestrained. He could’ve fucked her against the wall of the school where anyone could’ve stumbled upon them, and she still would’ve felt exactly like this, like she was chasing her high and he was the only one who could deliver it.

The van was filled with hot, humid air from their breathy moans and the heat of their bodies moving against each other; it felt like a sauna. The frame had begun to shake around them with Eddie’s more forceful thrusts. Anyone outside would know exactly what was going on in there.

They would know exactly who was doing it to, as Eddie hit a particularly sensitive angle, and (Y/n) threw her head back and moaned his name at the top of her lungs.

“That’s it, gorgeous,” Eddie grunted, snapping his hips into her, “Are you gonna cum with me?”

She was so close, “Yes, Eddie, God, right there.”

Eddie listened to her, readjusting his knees further under her to keep hitting the same angle that left her absolutely panting, whimpering, chasing her high.

“Cum for me. Cum for me,” He pulled his head back from her and stared down at her, greedy to watch as she fell apart. (Y/n) made eye contact with him, and the intense look in his eye that had scared her gaze away before, the wanton, lust ravaged look that spoke to just how close he was to finishing, powered her forward. It was almost too much; she tried to turn her head to the side, but one of Eddie’s hands grabbed her chin and kept her eyes on his as she fell apart around him.

The muscles in her thighs began to quake, and her legs fell from where they had been wrapped around him; her hand in his hair mindlessly jerked at his curls as she cried out. Her walls latched onto his cock like a lifeline, and her release gushed forth uncontrollably around him.

He followed seconds behind, his hips stuttering their blistering pace before completely faltering as he shot his full load into her with a groan of relief. His arm, holding him up beside her head, gave out, and Eddie laid his entire weight on top of her.

(Y/n) was gasping for breath. Her whole body seemed to be quaking from the aftershock, and she realized just how hot and sweaty she felt under her clothes.

Eddie wasn’t much better. Instinctively, her hand in his hair began stroking through it, calming him down from his high, “Not bad, Eddie,” she teased breathlessly.

Eddie grumbled, and in response his hips jerked up into hers, cock still nested inside her. She couldn’t help the whimper as the friction made her quiver from how oversensitive she was.

“I’ll be good in a minute,” Eddie chuckled blissfully, “Then I’ll take you home… We can figure out when next time will be on the way.”

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Hello!! I'm in love with your artstyle (especially the way you did the signature spells??? I've been looking at them for a while adsgfdfsf, they look like movie posters tbh and that's fricking cool to me. anyway!! I'm a player on the NA server (btw, I've already seen spoilers of chap 7 due to tumblr/reddit/pinterest, so yeah it's not the most spoiled I've ever been so yea) and yeah. I'm getting through the story okay but do you have any advice for people trying to get through certain events with a more limited life schedule??? Also, what are some of the differences that you notice between the english (if you see a lot of it??) and Japanese versions of the game? sorry if this was a longer ask, i tried to be simple but i wanted to tell you that I loved your art and everything just spiraled AAAAAAH

thank you! ❤️❤️❤️ I've been surprised by how many people really like my posters -- it's kind of a weird style to do fanart in, I guess, but I'm glad other people think it's cool too! :D

(gonna answer out of order because the event stuff turned into a huge block of text, sorry!)

I've seen a few of the localizations, but I don't know a lot about the Eng version, so I can't speak too much about differences. (I do think "housewarden" has a better sound to it than "dorm leader" though...they need a fancy little word to match their fancy little outfits.) I did look up the unique magic/signature spells to see if they were able to somehow work in the glossing -- I'm not even sure how you would localize that without it being super weird, so I don't blame them, but I was a little sad anyway! :( in Japanese, they're all written as Japanese phrases with the English as ruby text, and sometimes they're given a little extra meaning. like -- this is where the episode 7 spoilers I'm tagging are) the words that Mal says are "Fae of Maleficence":

but the meaning of the Japanese is "Blessing", which is a nice little "ooooh" moment given the context of it!

there isn't always an extra meaning, sometimes it's just. super literal. but my other favorite is Jack's, where what he means is "✨howl that pierces the moonlit night✨", but what he actually yells is "UNLEASH BEAST" before turning into a giant dog. what a good boy.

as for event advice (under the cut, because this was already getting long)...

speaking as someone who is 100% F2P and therefore also tends to get kind of burnt by some of these events -- the #1 most important thing is to just...make peace with not getting everyone. :') I am a collector-type person, so it definitely gets grating when I can't have all the fancy PNGs my little packrat heart desires. generally though: never do random pulls, always be saving your keys and gems between events. (once a month you can buy a 10-set from Sam for a 50 gem discount, and logging in on a character's birthday will give you a 10-set for free, so make sure to do those!). when the event info starts coming out, pick one or two cards that you really want and work specifically towards those, focusing on grinding out the items and/or using your saved-up pulls on their specific banner. and in the end, accept that it might just not be meant to be, even if you hit the 100-pull pity SSR no I'm not still bitter over fairy gala Ortho why do you ask. if the event doesn't have any cards that you really want, take it as an opportunity to save for the next one!

hoard your star fragments (the things that restore AP) -- if you're going for a card that requires grinding event items to permanently unlock, and the item is one you get from lessons, you can use star fragments to bump your AP up to 30 at a time (10 is the limit that will restore over time, but 30 is the max you can have at once). that makes for a looong lesson loop, but I usually get about 50-60 items per 30 lessons, and I just let it run in the background while doing other stuff. (usually these items are what also unlock the event story, so I'll do a huge amount of lessons first thing and then have enough to get the whole story at once. 👍) it can get really grindy, but events go on for a while so it's not usually that bad if you space it out a bit, instead of waiting until the last minute to try and get those last 600 items (cough) (cough).

if it's one of the ones where you get the item from doing a rhythmic, you get the same amount of items no matter how well you do, even if you miss every note. so you can just...tap occasionally to restart it and get the same effect. if it's a battle one, you do have to actually win to get the item, but once you figure out the sweet spot of a team setup + highest battle level where you win every time, it becomes basically the same deal.

so...yeah, tl;dr you can get away with a lot just by setting things up to run in the background and paying just enough attention to tap through some of the menus. it does require a certain amount of time to just leave your phone while still sorta-kinda paying attention to it, so it might not work for everyone, but that's the best way I've found to get through most events!

#twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland spoilers #twisted wonderland episode 7 spoilers #twisted wonderland book 7 spoilers #i feel like i just emerged from juice hell from getting my sunset lilia #and yet here i am diving right into tuna hell for my grim #it's okay i wasn't using these ap on anything else anyway #i have gotten SUPER lucky on some of these events #like i think the only halloween card i'm missing is ace #which is nuts considering how many of those are ssrs #but then i didn't manage to get a single one of the birthday diasomnias past the first year :(#we're not going to talk about the dorm dias. we just aren't.#the gacha giveth and it taketh away

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agendabymooner · 9 months

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long story short ! max v. x ofc (hearth sister!ofc) - tltl series

"and he feels like home. if the shoe fits, walk in it everywhere you go."

summary: their closest friends are more surprised that they're playing house without the label. OR sylvie hearth wasn't impulsive - in fact her conscience came in the form of a red bull driver named max verstappen. (1)(2)(3)(4)(5)(6)(7)

content warning: they give off found family vibe tbh, use of explicit language, moving in, they're just "friends" and everyone "agrees" that they are, lando is a lovechild, mentions of father figures and j*s verstappen (being shitty), mentions of protective!toto and supportive!tilly spoiling ofc.

note: I LOVE THEM YOUR HONOUR (shout out to @flowerchild-96 you literally give me the support and thoughts that had me motivating myself into writing more 😭)

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tillymarie incredibly happy for you lovie !! ❤️ liked by sylvieeford

sylvieeford thank you soooo much for the g-wagon tillyyyyy ❤️

steviemarlz ok but whiskey looks hot in here ngl liked by sylvieeford

sylvieeford RIGHT?!!! also don't say that as if you hadn't gotten your dream impala 🙄 don't cheat on winchester like that

aimeeyh are you seriously getting yourself a collection?? i could've sworn i've seen a caddy and a mustang on your garage 🙁 liked by sylvieeford

sylvieeford don't tell toto that 😢

lewishamilton when's the housewarming? looking forward to it! liked by sylvieeford

sylvieeford during my week off 😙 bring the good stuff

lewishamilton you mean the collection of niki lauda car figurines??

sylvieeford yes?! put an ayrton senna while you're at it ❤️

lewishamilton you better be lucky i love you lovie

charles_leclerc is this a new hangout location then? liked by sylvieeford

max33verstappen you're not allowed to step foot in the house if that's what you're asking 🤷‍♂️

danielricciardo sleepover at sylvie's when?? 👀 liked by sylvieeford

sylvieeford five rooms available only, first come first serve, fee includes moet and daiquiri recipe

danielricciardo on it mini boss 😇

landonorris i'm not even allowed to drink yet :( liked by sylvieeford

sylvieeford i hope you like shirley temple

landonorris yeah i'll take that bestie :)

She could admit that it was an impulsive decision, but her seven-bedroom and four-bathroom cottage was the best purchase that she’s made.

This was the first time she had purchased her own house. Not rent. Not a flat either, but a house. She loved staying in Brackley, if she was being honest, but there were times when she felt as if she needed a change in environment. Something more… like her.

Sylvie could be considered a Wolff especially with the equally intimidating look that they would both give to people that wanted to speak business. Toto was a mentor to Sylvie and she’d often shadow him back when she wasn’t working at Red Bull. Over time, Toto had grown fond of her work ethics and enthusiasm.

So to hear her say that she was buying a house halfway through Milton Keynes and Brackley (Buckinghamshire, if anyone asked) was kind of a disappointment for him. After all, she and her sisters had always been Mercedes girls.

(Even if Tilly owned Red Bull, she too was a Mercedes girl.)

Regardless, he continued to express his admiration for her work ethics. Hell, he and Tilly had even bought her a Mercedes as a part of her new car collection. She never asked them for it— they didn’t understand that when she said “she was collecting them” as she meant that she had a wall of hot wheels displayed in her entertainment room.

But regardless, her slate gray Mercedes G-Wagon — one that she called Whiskey — became her favourite car. She drove to the Red Bull headquarters every day using Whiskey. Everyone was rather appalled to see a Mercedes parked in the staff parking lot.

By everyone, she meant everyone.

The first time she parked it by Christian’s car, the first person who had greeted her was Daniel— who arrived with his Aston Martin.

“Holy shit,” Daniel wolf whistled as she stepped out of her car with a grin. “You’re planning to give the boss a heart attack, Blue.”

“Do you like her?” Sylvie cheekily grinned as she patted the hood of her vehicle, “Her name’s Whiskey. She’s quite pretty and makes the greatest noise ever.”

“Oh yeah I bet,” Daniel snorted at the joke. “I don’t take you for a hard liquor type.”

“I’m not,” Sylvie beamed, “there’s just something about her that screams wild.”

“Like the 10 year old you were not?” Daniel raised a brow, amused smile written on his face. The Mustang donut had been discussed enough in the grid that everyone is permitted to make that joke.

Another Aston Martin pulled up to the parking lot before she could even respond, the sunglasses of the driver inside lowering down as his jaw dropped. Just as he parked, Max Verstappen stepped out of the car while gaping at the sight of her G-Wagon. He had just arrived from France and went directly to the office, bringing his Aston Martin along.

“I don’t recall you having that,” Max started. “I would have known.”

“Of course you would,” Daniel snickered, “you’d know when her cycle starts if I asked for it.” Sylvie stomped on Daniel’s foot before gesturing at her newest baby.

“Toto said that I need some reminder of him whenever I enter the enemy realms,” Sylvie patted her vehicle once more, “enter Whiskey.”

“Whiskey?” Max’s brow raised at the response, “You should have called it Daiquiri. You’d throw your lungs up if you took a shot of whiskey without fruit on it.”

“No need to throw it out there, Maxie,” Sylvie rolled her eyes before walking off with her shoulder carrying her purse. “It’s not like you could shoot whiskey either.”

Max peered at Daniel, who had a smile written on his face as he continued on.

“The girl isn’t wrong, Max,” Daniel shrugged before following the woman to the entrance.

“I could tolerate it,” the Dutchman finally followed along as they all entered the facility. “But right now I’m just looking forward to seeing Christian’s reaction to your Whiskey.”

“You fools aren’t renting a flat in London, are you?”

“If we say no, will you go away?” Daniel started. It was one o’clock, and this was the first thing that Sylvie got for an answer on a genuine question.

Sylvie looked at the Dutchman. Max shrugged, “You know I’m not.”

“What, are you two like— fucking mind readers or something?” Daniel joked, “You have some freaky shit going on with knowing each other.”

The younger ones glared at him.

“I know he isn’t renting,” Sylvie huffed out, rolling up the magazine on her hand and smacking Daniel with it. “He lives with me.”

“What?” Daniel’s eyes widened, looking back and forth at the two. How easy was it for them to say that? How could they even say that aloud?

The truth was that it wasn’t as easy.

When Max told his family about living in England before the season started, his sister immediately rang Sylvie’s phone and giddily asked if Max and her were dating. Sophie was more than excited that she had flown in to give Sylvie a gift for her new home. Sylvie didn’t want to know how Jos reacted, and she and Max agreed that he wasn’t welcome in the cottage. The Hearth sister was pretty scared about the fact that they thought she and Max were dating— they were NOT.

And when Sylvie and Max attended her family dinner and said that the Dutch were living in her home, Toto’s eyes told Max a lot about how he felt towards the news. Truthfully, Max wished that he could find a closet to hide in. Toto was going to kill him just by staring. Her sisters and mother were a different story; they knew Max well enough that they trusted him with Sylvie. Tilly had to nudge her beau just to get him to lay off the younger man.

So yes, saying it aloud wasn’t easy for them. At first. But now it’s like a usual thing to say.

“What?” Sylvie raised a brow at the Aussie. “You’ve never spent less than what you pay for before? We’re sharing the bills.”

She completely forgot to mention that she had already paid the estate fully. Max was only paying for the groceries. And they were barely at home.

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georgerussell63 ohhh so this is what you meant by car collection 😂 liked by sylvieeford

max33verstappen she also bought an orange cadillac after her mum got her the blue mustang - as if she'd ever replace the iconic mustang donut that she did when she was 10

sylvieeford we do not talk about blue like that

landonorris NAW BLANCHE GOT YOU THE WILD MUSTANG?!!

alex_albon no lad, she is the wild mustang liked by sylvieeford

steviemarlz geez max33verstappen your sim racing room is just as empty as lovie's soul not gonna lie

sylvieeford sleep with one eye open, steve.

max33verstappen 😂😂

victoriaverstappen i like the office! it's giving couple without labels vibes

landonorris what she said ^^

maxfewtrell i second that victoriaverstappen 👍

lewishamilton and you still want the senna and lauda car collection?? after all of that wall of hot wheels? liked by sylvieeford

sylvieeford it's a necessity for my study 😿

lewishamilton unbelievable lovie 🤦‍♂️

sylvieeford hehe ❤️

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user1 max is giving househusband with all of that DIY shit he did at their offices HAHAHA

user2 she purchased the whole estate and had it renovated... jesus she is loaded

user3 how to tell if it's also a racer's home: have the endless collection of trophies displayed in the drawing room

user4 she also competed before so it could be her trophies and old helmets

user5 ok but she has a collection of helmets gifted to her by drivers like michael schumacher, alain prost and jackie stewart- that's saying a lot about how close her family is to formula one and shit

user6 these two moved in together, decided on what to put up in the house and people around them still think they're friends?

user7 soulmates is what people call them. there's a lot of articles saying that they aren't just childhood friends and this video clearly shows it

user8 the reason why they're so close was because they have a fair share of experiences with fathers who only want them for the glory of being in a podium. it's not fully discussed by them but the way of how tilly spoke about the two showed that these kids need a damn break lmfao

user9 julius and j*s get off their dick challenge 😩

The first time their friends came over for a night in, they were baffled to say the least.

Lando Norris was the first to arrive at the small gathering, bringing a bottle of Moët as if they already hadn’t had enough of it during the last season. When Max opened the door on him the Brit’s first words were: “Holy shit, Max, you’re a royal, mate!”

“Uh hello, too?” Max stepped aside to let him in.

“This place is fancy,” Lando continued as his eyes twinkled in awe. “You should have said you were looking for a house, lad. I would’ve paid half of this just to live here!”

“I don’t own this house,” Max’s brows crinkled in confusion.

“You don’t?”

“This is Sylvie’s house.”

“Oh,” Lando trailed off, his eyes then widening at the realization as he gasped, “Sylvie’s?! Oh that absolute bitch— why didn’t you tell me you were getting a house Sylvia?!”

Lando got lost for a moment inside the house, trying to find the sizzling and chopping sounds as he finally located his best friend.

Lando was ready to give her a piece of his mind, if it hadn’t been for a small feisty figure that had him cowering a little.

Sylvie didn’t even notice the smaller boy enter until a yapping echoed inside the already loud kitchen, looking up as she jumped at the sight of Lando. “What the hell— Lando!”

“You’re telling me what the hell,” Lando argued back before pointing down to the tiny fighting figure in front of him, “you didn’t tell me you bought this house for yourself and now you’ve got a sewer rat for a pet?!”

“Hey, don’t call the baby a rat,” Max called Lando out before walking past him, giving him a smack in the head before he knelt down and picked up the figure.

“You have a puppy, Max! A puppy, Sylvie!” Lando was still shell shocked about this whole ordeal. There was too much to talk about.

“Oh this little thing is my baby,” Sylvie told the boy, reaching out to pet the miniature schnauzer puppy. “Cute, no?”

“Besides I have told you I was buying a place,” Sylvie told Lando. “You were the first one I texted. Even Max, who lives here, didn’t get a chance to know first.”

“I didn’t think you’d get a cottage,” Lando cried out. “A cottage in the village, while you’re at it.”

“It’s more peaceful here,” Sylvie admitted, Max nodding along as she continued, “At least I don’t have to freak out for living in the loudest places ever.”

“Can I pet him?”

“Yeah, you can pet her,” Max corrected Lando with a scowl. “Her name’s Marinara.”

Lando paused in his tracks, baffled at the name as he looked at Sylvie, “You named her, didn’t you? Don’t tell me no because she’s got an obscure name— no one would name someone so stupid but you.”

“What do you mean— fine,” Sylvie replied dully, “I did. But that’s because Max wanted to name her something basic like he is. Cookie— seriously, Max.”

“It’s rather fitting for her,” Max shrugged, bouncing the puppy in his arms. “She got some Oreo features.”

“She’s a bit lighter than a cookie,” Sylvie protested, “besides even if she was an Oreo, I’d call her Oreo instead of Cookie. Basic bitch.”

Lando stared at the two of them with an amused expression. There was so much that had changed in the span of a year, and Lando didn’t want to point that out— he didn’t want to jinx it. He was just glad that the two were playing house once more. Hopefully this time, it becomes a permanent fixture in his life.

After all, he was the first to witness the building and destruction of their relationship. He was certain that there was love shared between the two of them.

Peering down at the dog’s name tag, his eyes twinkled with joy as he scanned the engraved letters repeatedly.

Marinara Ford-Verstappen

And they said that they were just being practical with living together. They have a puppy and they live in the same house— as of this point they might as well share a bed and get married. Nobody would stop them seeing as the decision to move together and have a support pet were made without telling anyone.

If you were to ask anyone else, Sylvie wasn’t really impulsive.

She hadn’t just purchased this house just because. Talking to a real estate agent about making a decision was rather difficult, so she phoned Max and asked if he preferred having two and a half bathrooms or something. Then, the next time they met she dragged him to the open house in Buckinghamshire.

She also had him picking out a puppy from the litter in their local pet shelter, which ended up being Marinara.

They weren’t exactly impulses if she got a second opinion from him.

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alex_albon "sewer rat pet"

sylvieeford that's just lando lol

roscoelovescoco i luvs yous, friends! 🐶 liked by sylvieeford

sylvieeford see u at the paduck, frend! -marinara

danielricciardo we want a marinara ig page 🤩 liked by sylvieeford

sylvieeford max can barely run his own instagram lmao

max33verstappen rude!

tillymarie look at that baby girl 🐶😍 liked by sylvieeford

sylvieeford you'll see her a lot on the paddock 👀 on her red bull outfit and everything

redbullracing is that our new mascot?!! liked by sylvieeford

sylvieeford she'll be replacing christianhorner on duty 😍

gerihalliwell haha! looking forward to meeting her, sylvie! liked by sylvieeford

max33verstappen i'm so appalled she stays still whenever you take her photo while all the photos i've taken of her are blurry 🙄

sylvieeford she already favours you over me. ME, the one who takes her out to go potty 😒 stop whining, maxie.

max33verstappen must be tough not being the favourite parent huh

sylvieeford i hope she pisses on your bedroom rug bitch 🤬

ps: the birth of the "ford-verstappen" household and marinara ford-verstappen hehehe ❤️

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astraystayyh · 2 months

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omg happy first birthday my sahar !! im not here from the very beginning but i'll never forget the day i found your account and it just makes me so incredibly happy to see you grow like🥹 im so proud of you, never forget that !!!!

also i'd like to request a teeny tiny drabble, some kind of reunion with lino ?? like, you had to work abroad for a little while and he misses you so much and you decide to surprise him and its all soft and maybe lino even cries a little bc he just can believe youre in his arms again ??

i hope this isnt too much, dont feel pressured please !! anyway, i love you and im proud of you mwah😽😽😽

my merin i hope you know that you mean the absolute world to me, you’re literally one of the first people whose username i’ve memorized and i always look forward to your feedback because you’re the absolute sweetest to me. i can’t thank you enough for making this year brighter for me <333 anddd this drabble is for u hehehe so i wont tag it,, enjoy it babyyyy i love u 🥹💓

there has been a lump growing in minho’s throat from the moment he has dropped you off to the airport— a kiss on your forehead as a farewell, your intertwined hands slowly slipping from one another as you waved him off.

“i’ll be gone for a week, max. it’ll go by quickly,” you had reassured him the night before, but the universe seemed to taunt him, stretching the seconds more and more till every day spent without you suddenly felt like a year.

he felt your absence in the obvious— you weren’t there greeting him once he got back from work, and you weren’t there scrambling eggs on the stove, clad in one of his old t-shirts. but he also felt it in the subtle cues, the smell of your perfume in your bedroom grew fainter, the house now void of your giggles— much quieter, as if in pause waiting for your return.

he was surprisingly good at hiding his longing from you, smirking at your reflection on the phone as he stated how grateful he was to have the bed all for himself- all while sleeping on your side to trick his brain into thinking you were close.

but now it was day six and your trip had extended for three additional days, and minho missed you so much his heart seemed to bleed out your name. he knew it was his 3 a.m. meaning that it was your midnight but he still called you, needing to hear your voice.

“hi, honey.” you greet, voice coming out as faint whisper. “why aren’t you asleep?”

“i couldn’t,” he admits softly and you giggle, a hint of teasing in your tone.

“because you miss me?”

“mm,” he simply hums, bringing your pillow closer to his body. “i miss you,” a pause, a shaky breath escaping him. “more than you know.”

“minho,” your voice softens, and the sound of his name dripping this gently from your tongue makes tears well in his eyes.

“say it again.”

“minho?”

“yeah, please. say it.”

it is not often minho asks you for something, even less often does he ask you for an act this simple, this sweet.

“minho,” you call out gently, and he hums, wiping away his cascading tears.

“my minho.”

“yours.” he has the phone on speaker now, eyes closed imagining as if you are near.

“i love you,” you say sweetly and he nods, though you can’t see him. he wishes you could.

“i love you.”

“i miss you.”

“i miss you most.”

“i’m here,” a kiss on his shoulder startles him, and he turns around to find you hovering above him, a giddy smile on your face.

“what, h…how?” he stutters, bringing you into his hold immediately. his nose buries inside the slate of your neck, his arms encircling your waist as if afraid you’d evaporate if he lets you go.

“hi, baby,” you beam, planting kiss after kiss on his shoulder. you can feel his tears wet your shirt but you don’t comment on it, instead running your fingers through his hair soothingly.

“how was your bed without me?” you tease, pulling away slightly to lock eyes with him.

“lonely,” he says earnestly, eyes still brimming with tears.

“bad week?” you pout, swiping your thumb gently across his cheek.

“all good now,” he finally smiles, before pressing his lips against yours softly. “how did you come?”

“my trip didn’t extend. i just wanted to surprise you. chan just dropped me off,” you explain.

he stays silent for a little while, eyes simply taking you in.

“i’ll ask you to marry me, you know that right?”

your heart skips a beat. the house becomes a home once again.

“and my answer will be yes.”

#sahar's.asks <3 #agi-ppangx

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givehimthemedicine · 1 year

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Big Analysis Part 2

Powers and Blood

[ Part 1 ]

I have a theory to tell you about Henry that's going to make a LOT of other things click. this post is less neatly segmented by topic and more of a swift erratic drop into insanity so buckle up. Long asf but I promise at least the first/main part is worth it.

warning: very high chance this post contains actual spoilers for major reveals in Stranger Things 5. I'll be tagging subsequent discussion of my main theory here with #st spoilers just in case.

after I establish that, I'll speculate about a variety of subtopics including:

Max waking up

[redacted] has powers

Why Henry wanted El to join him

How Will did the lights

What Will's spidey sense is

Henry's original interest in Will

What I think happened that night in 1959

Let's start with this 4x8 Brenner line: "when One kills, he doesn't simply kill. He consumes. He takes everything from his victims. Everything they are and everything they ever will be. Their memories, their abilities."

Brenner literally just saw crime scene photos of Henry's victims like the rest of us. where is he getting that intel? why would he know that?

"are you forgetting that Brenner saw surveillance of Henry killing all the kids so he knows how his killings worked?"

well sure, Brenner had plenty of footage of it, but what visible indication is there about Henry's murder method that he's "taking abilities" from anyone, unless maybe you could see somehow on the tapes that each murder got easier? his nose didn't even appear to bleed a little bit until the very end.

at the time of the massacre, Henry's only two victims that Brenner would already have the full explanation about were Virginia and Alice, because Brenner spent a while with Henry in the lab and probably forced him to tell all about it. So, taking their memories, alright sure, but what do you mean ABILITIES? did Henry suddenly like, get really good at knitting the moment he killed his mom?

Virginia definitely had powers.

the only way Brenner could be so sure Henry gained all the dead numbers' powers was if he already knew that Henry gained powers from Virginia and Alice in the first place.

Virginia having powers is how she "somehow knew" it was Henry giving them visions. she's where Henry inherited his abilities from in the first place.

just like El got hers from her mom. the powers really are maternally inherited.

MKUltra didn't give Terry Ives powers, it just activated the potential she already had. you can have latent powers and not even know.

anyway, Victor Creel must not have known about his wife's powers any more than he knew about Henry's, which is why he stayed blaming demons.

so Henry kills Virginia, and as he wipes his nose, his narration literally says that he grew more powerful. Henry killed Virginia not only to evade her plans to institutionalize him, but he absorbed her powers.

then Alice. little Alice is too young to have many atrocities under her belt - her only crime is being Virginia Creel's child. I don't know if Henry has much personal resentment toward her, but either way, she inherited those powers just the same as him, and he killed her for them.

It's why he "grows stronger and more powerful" with each kill - it's not just that the mere act of killing any old victim makes his powers stronger - it's that his whole thing is absorbing people. when he kills people who have powers, he adds their powers to his.

eventually Henry does the lab massacre, killing all the guards and orderlies and kids. his backstory would so strongly seem to lead him to be sympathetic to the lab kids, to kill their captors and free them - but to Henry they were just sixteen little power vessels.

moving right along: remember how we all went "oHH" when we found out baby El learned how to do the neck-snap and throwing-guards-into-walls moves from Henry? yeah, that certainly was how he killed those guys!

hey, wouldn't it be fun if we think about how exactly he killed everybody we've seen him kill?

Henry's Murder List

if we try on this idea about Virginia and Alice... would you say it helps a little bit of a pattern emerge?

everyone Henry kills Like That has powers.

everyone.

All of the cursed four have powers. Max has powers.

It's what he means when he calls Max weak in the same breath as calling her brave. he's talking about her powers.

and apparently Billy had powers as well. not through Susan but his own mother, coincidentally. "all the rest of them" we assumed meant Chrissy Fred and Patrick but actually means ALL the rest. all the kids, Virginia, Alice.

oh, is old givehimthemedicine just a reaching delusional Max fan who wants her to have powers? he's just talking about emotional weakness? because she's depressed and Henry "feeds on the weak"?

look in what context the words weakness and strength keep getting used in the lab. it's not emotional or physical. it's about powers.

hmm ok so you're able to write off the lights going blinky because that's a common occurrence for you? at the place where you and your mother live?

I know another kid who used to have electrical problems at his house. it'd be funny if you and he had any other paralle-

MAX MAYFIELD I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE :) :) :)

I don't think we know anything about Patrick or Fred's mothers, but here's a hint about the Cunningham family. Chrissy's mom also feels Henry but attributes it to a demon, like Victor Creel.

gates do indeed open by Henry making a "powerful psychic connection" but Dustin doesn't realize how accurate his wording is - the victims have powers too. Chrissy's major visions both feature her mother screaming at her to "open the door."

doors are what Henry calls gates. he's connecting his powers with Chrissy's to open a gate.

all this time I took this line to mean that El has the specific skill of opening gates, like how Kali has her own unique skill. actually it probably just means Henry wanted El's strength. like, her amount of power.

which brings me to El.

why Henry's favoritism towards Eleven when she was the weakest kid at the lab? was it just because she was the most empathetic of the kids, and he knew she'd offer to help remove the soteria if he was nice to her?

Henry wanted El at full strength because he had plans for her powers. and if any of those other lab kids were weak he would've coached them too, fattening them up for the kill (Hopper/demogorgon/last supper parallel).

so if Henry went to the trouble of coaching El to bring out her strength instead of just killing her when she was weak, that establishes that he gains more strength from killing actively, strongly powered people, and probably only very little from killing latent or weak people like Alice, Chrissy, etc. maybe barely even enough to be worth the hassle of killing them.

right?

no, see. that's why he Vecnas them.

VECNA-ING ISN'T JUST KILLING, IT'S ACTIVATING THEIR POWERS AND THEN MAKING THEM USE THEM REALLY REALLY REALLY HARD. SO HARD THEY DIE. SO HE CAN TAKE THEM.

he's giving the '86 victims traumatic visions and nightmares about the things that he knows causes them the most pain - to make them experience extreme negative emotion, to activate their powers. just like he did by coaching Eleven to harness sad/angry memories. they get nosebleeds, the classic power-use symptom, because of their powers being stirred.

and when he kills them, he's literally power-surging them. think of the way El bleeds worse and feels more drained the harder she uses her powers - except he doesn't stop when they pass out. he forces all the power he can possibly get out of them, past their breaking point, until their bodies literally shatter. this creates a gate, and he also absorbs their maximum powers when they die. maybe like all the powers they would ever have been able to generate, total ("everything they are and everything they ever will be"), all at once.

THAT'S WHAT THE GLOWING LIGHT BULBS THING IS, BOTH SYMBOLICALLY AND LITERALLY. A MASSIVE AMOUNT OF ENERGY BEING CREATED.

that's why the flashlight-shattering surge when Henry kills Patrick. Henry isn't just "making a powerful psychic connection" with random teens - so what? what would that do? - he's making a connection and forcing them to generate extreme levels of power.

that's what causes the huge electricity surge when El closes the gate - she's using her rage montage to generate huge amounts of power, the most we've ever seen her do - AND USING HER POWERS REALLY REALLY HARD MADE HER NOT JUST BLEED WORSE THAN USUAL BUT LEVITATE.

what if Henry didn't levitate Max Chrissy Fred or Patrick. what if their own powers did that?

so Henry probably got even more power out of each '86 victim than El demonstrated when closing the mothergate (because El didn't die).

now realize: Max got power-surged... but Henry got interrupted before he could complete the ritual. she died, yeah, but of a heart attack from the trauma, not as part of the ritual itself.

I don't think Henry had actually taken Max's powers yet.

which means....

I SEE A PATH CLEAR TO MAX HAVING ACTIVE POWERS IN SEASON 5.

and if Max wakes up with amnesia and her powers lost, which is entirely likely given the pattern - don't worry about it. Max has her own NINA: all those letters she wrote. if needbe, El now knows exactly how to train Max back into power, except this time by harnessing love instead of darkness.

now, back to the light bulb thing - when else do we see it?

in the shed when Will gets taken.

Will has powers too. but you knew that :)

Will's made the light bulb in the shed glow with intense emotion too - fear. the bulb didn't burst because he didn't die.

and if the powers are maternally inherited, Joyce has them too. and Jonathan.

this could be Joyce lightbulbing, but I don't think she's experiencing a psychic connection with Henry at this moment, so it might actually be Will again, afraid for Joyce.

while we're on the subject:

Who led Holly and Joyce to Will's room with the lights?

in both the Joyce and Holly scenes, the lights blink their way calmly down the hallway. the way they behave just feels like a gentle, friendly presence - just like they do as a result of Hopper and Joyce walking down the hallway in the UD. it feels human.

but I'm not so sure it's Will. even if we say he was just walking to his room the first time and accidentally led Joyce to danger, he probably would be careful not to do exactly the same thing to Holly.

maybe the calm-blinking is not a result of a friendly or human entity, but of a human with powers.

maybe that was Henry walking down the hallway. Henry blinking the lights, Henry playing the stereo.

Joyce goes back into the house after running away, because that song is a personal thing for Will. but that kind of stereo is battery operated and can't play unless the play button is pressed, which requires the presser to either have telekinesis or physically step in for a sec through a portal. if Will could come through a portal the show would be over, and I don't think his powers are strong enough to push a button telekinetically yet even if he wanted to. but most importantly, he wouldn't want to. the demogorgon was definitely right there, and I refuse to believe Will would lure Joyce back into the same dangerous situation she had just fled. being that Henry can read memories, he would be perfectly aware of the personal significance of Should I Stay Or Should I Go and wouldn't hesitate to use it to deceive Joyce. so why didn't she get got when she went back in there? idk, maybe Will created a diversion or something.

I'm also sure it was Henry mesmerizing Holly with that circle of lights, extremely similar to the light-circle game at the Lab he probably got really good at before Brenner put in the soteria. Will can't do this:

regardless, Holly was lured in there specifically, and the demogorgon almost yoinked her.

so Joyce and Holly were both targeted in season 1, and both when they were alone.

Will was alone, Barb was alone, there were apparently no witnesses to the other four yoinkings, so they were alone. the demogorgon doesn't usually like to appear in front of anybody except those it intends to take.

and can I remind you that every time the demogorgon came into the house to attack Jonathan, it didn't injure him at all. it just knocked him down and drooled on him a bit. it wasn't trying to kill. and can I remind you that Nancy was also there.

the Byers and Wheeler families both have powers.

dream or telepathy...

cruel coincidence or ESP....

if both Byers and Wheelers have powers, why wouldn't the demogorgon burst in while the casserole is cooking and yoink Joyce, Karen, and Holly all together? because then the show leaves us the deniability of "oh well it was after Joyce; Karen and Holly just happened to be there". same as "oh well it was after Jonathan, Nancy just happened to be there". showing us an isolated attempt on Holly makes it clear that Wheeler blood is a target.

Henry keeps targeting entire families except for the fathers.

because he's killing everyone with powers, and he knows the powers are maternally inherited.

Virginia and Alice but not Victor.

all the numbers and not Papa (he's not their father literally but he doesn't have powers and it works as a parallel).

Will, Joyce and Jonathan but not Lonnie. that's why Lonnie coming back was even a plot point - to show him being available for a demogorgon attack yet being the only Byers never to have an encounter with it, and not even believe in it.

Nancy's vision of something terrible happening to Karen, Holly, and Mike, but no mention of Ted.

How did Will do the lights?

Will didn't glow the shed bulb or his bedroom bulb on purpose.

his first intentional show of powers (that we saw):

the imagery of Will's flicker is exactly the same of baby El using her weak powers to flicker a single bulb in the light circle:

"but wait, why are you calling the lightbulb flicker evidence of Will having powers? we see non-powered people affecting light bulbs by touching them in the Upside Down, like the chandelier scene in 4x7."

correct, but. look at the Nancy Steve Robin Eddie contacting the kids through the chandelier lights scene. it glows in the RU when they all touch it, right? so they ALL have powers too? no.

any lights glow when any regular people touch them in the UD. touch them.

but only people with powers can make lights glow without actually touching them. Will can't be touching that light bulb in his bedroom for Joyce because it isn't even there in the UD. he can only be touching the empty glowy space where it is, like Nancy touching the lite brite.

btw notice how all four teens touch that chandelier but NOBODY EXCEPT NANCY ever touches the unplugged lite brite? sus. assuming the other three don't have powers, I suspect it might not have worked for them.

Hopper and Joyce walking down the hall - they didn't touch those Christmas lights. those weren't even there yet in the UD. that's not just human proximity turning them on - that's Joyce specifically.

Will could only have done most of the lights stuff by having powers. some of those Christmas lights blinked too quickly for him to have touched each bulb physically, besides the fact that he was a little guy, not tall enough to reach them. he didn't have to actually touch them, and again he couldn't have anyway because they weren't there yet on Nov 6. he's not strong, but he's activated enough to use his powers consciously now that he's been lightbulb-glowingly scared at least a couple times.

but that's only half the Will-lights question. that still doesn't tell us how he knew they were there in the first place.

Will in the UD has to be seeing glowy areas where the lights are, like how the teens saw the lights when they aimed flashlights at them.

failing Will having a flashlight with him the whole time (boring! spin again), I have three ideas:

theory one: Will's "true sight" enables him to see glimpses of the RU from the UD as well as vice versa and he did in fact see the alphabet without the aid of a light source.

theory two: Joyce has candles lit in the first blinky Christmas lights scene, and again near the alphabet. I wonder if firelight could somehow transcend dimensions.

theory three, which I like best: is it possible that the lights thing works both ways - that Joyce's presence in the RU made the Christmas light spots glow enough in the UD that Will noticed them?

the lite brite scene, as I understand it, doesn't conflict with this idea. it didn't glow in the UD because Dustin, Lucas and Erica were on the other end of it, and I have no specific suspicions that any of them have powers. if any one of them had powers, the lite brite might have glowed in the UD even without the flashlight beam. and then only Nancy touched it in the UD and made it glow in the RU. if I'm right about who has powers and who doesn't, that checks out.

what about the 1x8 scene where Joyce and Jonathan sense each other in the house? if this theory is correct, Jonathan (if not also Nancy) should be causing glowy spots along the ceiling in the UD. but the UD shots are all framed low, maybe intentionally avoiding giving us a good look toward the ceiling, and we would need a good look because these glowy spots would probably be quite subtle. so while this scene does nothing to confirm, I don't think it denies either.

Will would not have seen the alphabet painted on the wall, but if he noticed 26 glowing spots while hearing his mom say things like "talk to me!" he could maybe figure out what was going on, and maybe filled in his own alphabet.

the only hiccup is these two light bulbs I circled. because these would put 28 glowing spots on the wall and how would Will know that Joyce started with "I" on the next line instead of the top right bulb, and then the rest of the alphabet would be thrown off, doubly so at "Q". although if Will is able to make individual bulbs glow selectively just by his intent, maybe Joyce is too, and only the alphabet ones are glowing in the UD.

not perfect, but that's my best try for now, because it would also explain the bedroom light bulb.

What about the rest of the yoinked and flayed?

In season 1, a total of six people got yoinked to the UD by the demogorgon. Will, Barb, and four other randos. did they all have powers too?

well, Barb's nose was bleeding:

(Mrs. Holland I'm onto you too)

and if 2/6 had powers then there's certainly a case for the rest, but that's not a hill I care to die on. like, the elevator guy could've been a convenience yoink, just because he was right there where the demogorgon entered the lab. we know even less about the other victims. I could go either way about it.

as for the flayed, the only family relationship we know about is the Holloways, and since the dad was flayed too that doesn't perfectly follow the not-the-dad pattern (although flayings =/= Vecna'ings and I guess there's no rule preventing Tom Holloway from having his own powers from his own mother).

I'm definitely thinking Billy had powers based on that one Henry line to Max, but I don't think I have an objection to the idea of most of the flayed just being meat. although the flaying process (the tentacle in the mouth) could definitely be a means of both uploading possession and downloading powers. if that's the case, like 1/3 of Hawkins has powers I guess.

so was Nancy's theory about blood attracting the demogorgon right?

Nancy and Jonathan attracted the demogorgon by cutting their hands. Barb bled in the pool. Will wasn't bleeding, but he didn't need to be because I think Henry already knew about him some other way.

that deer was bleeding, Nancy said it had been hit by a car. was that to throw us off, to make us think the demogorgon is just attracted to blood in general? although who's to say it isn't. but it was eating the deer. it didn't yoink Will or Barb (who I think both had powers) to eat.

maybe the demogorgon could smell blood like other predators, but it could also tell regular blood from powers blood, and Henry didn't allow it to eat anyone with powers because he had more important uses for them.

so then if it's literally sniffing out who has powers as it goes along, how did it know about the Wheelers? it tries to yoink Holly episodes before Nancy cuts her hand. I would love to offer you a different explanation than that Karen was there too, and... I can think of a reason an adult woman could be bleeding. do I like it, no, is it possible, I guess.

so what is Henry's original interest in Will?

what if I'm not totally off base about rainbowshipgate? what if the lab, as of 1979, is already watching Will. as a member of staff, Henry could have access to their intel on potential new kids. that way at the time El banishes him to the UD, he already knows about Will. so when he finally gets back into the RU, he makes a beeline for Will.

is it possible that, when he first goes after Will, all Henry wants with Will is his powers like all the rest?

if so, why doesn't he just Vecna him? there has to be a reason he didn't want him dead quite yet. maybe these days Henry is working in partnership with the hive, and while Henry's goal was to harvest Will's powers, the hive also had the goal of spawning some new demogorgons, which requires live host bodies. the yoinked were all handled in ways that served both of those goals.

was Will even meant to survive?

This is gross but, let's talk about that vine in Will's mouth

I FINALLY just got the purpose of this weird ass shot of the alive/dead raccoon in the tunnels. I have never understood what this was supposed to be. It must be dead - it's partly skeletonized - and yet it looks like it's breathing. I never even saw this until I brightened it and slowed it down just now, but: when Hopper nudges it with his foot, vines burst out of the carcass, and the breathing stops.

I'm frankly still not even sure wtf I'm seeing here but it made me realize that the vine in Will's mouth is not just to deposit the slug, but to give him oxygen.

everyone else probably got this years ago but for the benefit of anyone else as slow as me, Hopper's Sara flashback is not merely a visual association, but a very literal one. although the slugging is ultimately a fatal process, Will is intubated and the vine is keeping him alive for the duration.

this is why the language around Will's slug is always "coughing up" and not vomiting. the vine and slug were never in his digestive tract, they were down his trachea. the vine has to be both an ovipositor and a breathing tube. I hate this subject. it seals off the airway, preventing the host from inhaling the UD's toxic spores, because if the host dies too soon it won't be any good for incubating the slug.

when the slug is ready, the vine must retract (so the slug can get out) and without supplemental oxygen, the host (if not already dead like the raccoon) immediately finishes dying of exposure. this must be what happened to Barb and the others. then the slug grows up and in a few days starts eating the host's body, which is why that other dead guy near Barb is a skeleton already.

I've been going crazy trying to figure out why, if Henry has some grand plans for Will right from the beginning, he would use him as a common demogorgon incubator, with no provision appearing to be made for his survival. (I guess Henry could've restarted his heart like El did Max afterwards, but eh). I haven't thought of an answer yet besides: maybe, at this point in time, he didn't?

maybe his original intent was to activate Will, take his powers, repurpose him for incubation, and leave him to die? and then after Will surprises him by making it back to the RU with semi-awakened abilities, Henry realizes he's become a unique asset? (this is a whole other avenue of thought I need to work out more)

so anyway, how could Henry have harvested Will's powers without killing him yet?

there's only one, one-off way we've ever seen Henry steal someone else's powers nonfatally, without Vecna'ing them, and that's El.

when the meat flayer bites El, a chunk of it burrows into her leg and absorbs a little of her blood. if the powers are genetic, they're in the blood, literally. El uses her powers for the last time to tear it out of her leg, and later, when the whole meat flayer arrives at the mall, it stops and bends down to that little chunk and absorbs it. in doing so, it absorbed her powers.

Henry getting her powers, sure fine, but where I'm still unclear is why this is a zero-sum thing and El lost her powers, because it's not like she lost all of her blood. (also does this mean that in the ST universe if you get a blood transfusion you might end up with superpowers?) there's something I'm still missing here, especially with that shot of the blood puddle sizzling on the floor of the grocery store.

anyway, we know Will used his powers in the UD in order to do the lights. and what happens when you use your powers? your nose bleeds. this is one way Henry could get a little of Will's blood without leaving a mark on him so the audience won't guess.

Will must also get amnesia from "dying", thus losing his active powers like baby El. or else it'd be hilarious if he's had powers and known all the answers all this time and hasn't mentioned it.

What is Will's spidey sense?

if Henry doesn't count on Will surviving his slugging, I don't see any motive for him putting soteria or equivalent into his neck before leaving him in the library.

as much as I like the soteria idea, I'm honestly not sure the simplest explanation doesn't cover it - that Will's spidey sense is just fear.

when Will's neck tingled when he was possessed, it was because the Mind Flayer (Henry) was afraid. they told us that very plainly with Mr. Clarke's dialogue.

when normal Will's neck tingles, it's because Will is triggered and rightfully terrified some UD shit is happening again. he describes it to others as feeling frozen with fear, cold, like dropping on a roller coaster. he also mentions feeling like he "can't breathe or talk or do anything" - sounds rather like symptoms of having a vine down your trachea, even if you don't know that's why.

but how does he know to be afraid?

I'm thinking that once Henry makes a connection with you, there's always a scar of that connection there, like how gates leave scars - the connection is basically opening a gate between minds. (remember Henry got Max and El from Max's mind into his by literally hurling/carrying them through that stained glass doorway. Victor breaks down that same door and stumbles into the war vision. doors being gates.)

provided there's a UD/RU gate open, Will can sense when Henry is near as a result of that residual connection, but intense fear may be enough to explain the actual reaction on his neck imo. he may not remember exactly what happened to him in the UD but frankly it'd be super weird if he didn't have colossal anxiety at the slightest hint it could be happening again.

Max is the only other person who's had Henry make a connection with her and lived, so if I'm on the right track, she should also wake up with a spidey sense.

Why Henry originally wanted El to join him

maybe opening gates is a 2 player game no matter how strong you are. if Henry killed every other powers person in the world, he wouldn't be able to open gates because he'd have no one to connect with. he had just coached El into becoming the most powerful kid in the lab, and that combined with their "alliance" put her in an ideal position to be his partner in crime.

maybe the thing about her being "superior" and shaping the world with him was just a lie to gain her cooperation? maybe, but the fact that he brought it up again in 4x9, years later and with nothing to gain, makes me feel like he kinda meant it.

this does very little to reassure me that Henry won't turn out to be El's biological father. he would've been 23-24 at the time Terry was involved with MKUltra, and having both parents involved with lab experimentation would align flawlessly with El's very Firestarter-esque origin story. if Brenner didn't actually orchestrate it, I certainly can't see him frowning on it either if he knew, as I'm sure he would be thrilled at the chance to study a double-powered kid (assuming he didn't already know it was only a maternal thing back then). although I suppose Henry and Terry could also have had a thing without Brenner knowing. I will be thrilled to be proven wrong about this entire paragraph.

Henry's "join me" to Fred and Max was more figurative I guess, in the sense that they'd be joining him in his mind once he absorbed them. I was gonna say maybe he figures one of these depressed bastards hates the world enough to be his player 2, but he didn't really give them a sales pitch or opportunity to agree/disagree before killing them. I do find it interesting he never said "join me" to Chrissy, and we don't know if he said anything to Patrick.

What happened that night in 1959.

the night Henry kills Virginia, the radio turns on to Dream A Little Dream Of Me, which is like Victor's Running Up That Hill, and serves to free him from his vision.

my question is: if Henry wanted to torment Victor, why would he turn on a song that would help him?

he didn't.

Virginia turned on the radio.

oh yeah, forgot to mention! Virginia's powers were active. not all of the weird stuff going on in the Creel House is Henry. in fact it's probably not Henry who started it. the lights flickering while Henry draws with crayons - pretty sure that's Virginia pulling a stunt somewhere in the house.

here are both POVs of the murder for you to refer to.

the radio turns on directly onto DALDOM (hm I don't love that acronym).

Virginia and Victor look at each other in a way that's easy to interpret as two people weirded out about the radio turning on by itself. but Virginia has a weird, almost pleading look. I believe she's just acting confused when she's really the one doing this.

Victor has no idea she has powers. he figures this is demon hijinks and that his wife is just as baffled about it as he is, and she's letting him think so.

just before Victor touches the radio, it starts tuning through different channels. and then the lights go crazy.

the knob starting to channel surf - I think that's Henry changing the channel away from DALDOM. how does Henry know about the RUTH effect? maybe Virginia knows - either from her own experience or Brenner told her - and Henry read her mind. anyway, Henry doesn't want that song playing.

but with the radio trick, Virginia tips her hand. if Henry wasn't already sure she had powers, he is now. (Henry's reaction to the radio is a major difference between the POVs - look at his for this part) he looks at the radio. he looks to his mother. and that is the moment he says that Virginia "left him no choice but to act."

what about this moment during a calm family dinner would necessitate Henry immediately killing his mother?

why would Virginia turn on the radio in front of Henry, knowingly blowing her secret?

it makes me feel like, within a few more seconds, it wouldn't matter to Virginia what Henry knew. it makes me think of the story Henry feeds baby El about how she needs to escape today because they're going to kill her. ingredients of that lie come from his own past.

what if Virginia planned to "kill him" that night - that is, fake his death so she could hand him over to Brenner in exchange for compensation (like she definitely killed that great uncle for his money I'm telling you). all she would have to do is incapacitate Henry and then call in Dr. Brenner under the guise of helping him, and Brenner takes care of the rest. He'd put on his usual fake death routine, perhaps even providing a fake body, same as with Will. (and ultimately this IS what happened because Henry pushed too hard - Victor is satisfied that Henry died)

all Virginia has to do is act scared, and blame for Henry's bizarre "death" would fall in easily with the claims of demonic activity that Victor has already so well established around town (the demon actually being Virginia, who's been doing spooky shit in front of Victor to make him think the house is haunted, establishing the cover well in advance of Henry's planned "death").

but Virginia doesn't know the extent of Henry's abilities. she knows he's been messing with their heads, but maybe she doesn't know about the telekinesis and electricity stuff - which is why she looks genuinely confused when the lights go blinky, because she knows she's not doing that. and then she turns back around with a brief look of oh shit before she zooms up to the ceiling.

congratulations Virginia, you played yourself.

but again, why did she turn on DALDOM? if the plan was for Virginia to do something to Henry, what did Victor need protection for? or was that her special song, too? Their Song <3?

Virginia probably figured that the second Henry realized something was going on, he would put everybody in a trance to stop them. maybe she figured if the protective song was already playing, whatever Henry tried wouldn't work. but she didn't know Henry could change the channel. whoops!

Dream A Little Dream Of Me

here's the part I've been over and over and can't figure out a good explanation for. Henry changes the channel on the radio to stop DALDOM. so then how does hearing that song playing save Victor from his war vision a minute later?

after Henry changes the channel, even while the dial is still moving around, the song persists quietly in the background throughout Virginia's death and Victor's attempts to break down the door. it stops when he enters his war vision, but a minute into that, he takes notice of it again, which is what pulls him back. yet as soon as he comes out of his vision, back into reality where the song SHOULD still be audible if it was really playing, the house is silent.

there is definitely some kind of third party bullshit going on here but I'm stumped.

I don't think I can blame Alice. her powers weren't active - she had to be given nightmares to stir them, same as the cursed four, and I don't even think a little kid is probably in on a family murder plot to begin with. and like, I kinda doubt she Vecna'd herself.

is Virginia not really dead? she looked pretty dead, unless that whole evening was one huge trance Virginia gave the entire family. but Henry's narration so clearly says he intended to kill Virginia and Alice and frame his father, and that he gained powers from killing his mother specifically, so I really kinda don't think it's that. even if Virginia could give him a vision of himself killing her and Alice, I don't think she has the power to also make him believe he planned all that and was pleased with the results. otherwise his recounting should have been more like "I don't know what came over me, but I killed my family and when I realized what I had done I passed out from shock!"

assuming there isn't an extra player lurking around the scene who we don't know about, I'm going to take one stab at it that's absolutely loony.

Victor has to be hearing that song from somewhere other than the radio. and we're hearing it all dreamy and quiet, not like it sounded when it was really on the radio. what if this is perception or time travel shenanigans? what if, somehow, our gang is on the scene - in Victor's mind, or in the Upside Down or some such unseen way - and THEY are playing DALDOM for him, to make sure the timeline unfolds right. because I'm pretty sure I do not hear DALDOM in Henry's version of the scene any time after he changes the channel. that's only something that's going on in Victor's perception.

idk. that's pretty wack and I hope we aren't going full time travel, but I got nothin else right now.

I am suspicious of that scene of Henry turning back the clock though, because we really never saw what results that yielded, if it was supposed to be anything but symbolic. but again Henry has no reason to want to play DALDOM via some time alteration shenanigans when he's the one who didn't want it playing in the first place. maybe if El/Max/Will/Mike/Nancy messes with that particular clock it could affect the timeline..?? I have no idea.

Why aren't all the victims' jaws broken?

@bugsbenefit here comes the part for you

I've seen a couple people question why Alice Creel is the only victim whose jaw isn't broken. she isn't, not when you consider the full list of victims. the majority of the dead lab kids are positioned in such a way that we don't see their faces, but the few whose faces we do see, their mouths are closed like Alice.

jaw breaking is pretty rare: only Virginia, Chrissy, Patrick and Fred.

Virginia is obviously an adult. Chrissy, Patrick and Fred could be 18. Two was the only lab kid who was likely 18 (if he was lab-born immediately after the program started in 1959, he could be up to 19) but the shot of his death is blocked so that his head falls out of view. (if you go frame by frame you can see that his jaw isn't broken, although the shot in question is of a stunt double, so I don't think we're supposed to take real notice).

Max is only 15 and her jaw is spared. it's an age thing.

but this may be less "Henry has a rule about not breaking kids' jaws" and more "the network has a rule about how gruesome you can get with minor actors" although I mean, is the jaw thing really worse than the eyeball thing, idk.

Tristan Spohn (Two), Grace Van Dien (Chrissy) and Logan Riley Bruner (Fred) were 18+ during filming. Myles Truitt (Patrick) is only a couple months older than Sadie Sink and it's possible that he was just barely 18 while filming his scenes while Sadie was still 17 during hers. I think that's probably the more likely explanation tbh.

if anyone can think of an in-universe reason for this, please jump in!

Some misc final thoughts

now it makes sense why Henry makes killing El's friends a distinct step from killing everyone. he means her friends who have powers. he wants to harvest their powers, but El is too strong a protection over them, and he can't get at them until she's out of the way.

still totally possible it's just artistic license, but every instance I can think of of lights selectively working in the Upside Down could be explained by the proximity of one of the people I think has powers. then again, the range really seems to vary, and I can't think of any UD scenes we've ever seen where nobody with powers was present.

there's sooo much imagery of power-people and opening doors (gates). this isn't even all of them, I just got tired of screenshotting.

could Steve have powers too?

he gets an "open the door" of his very own, and the demogorgon appearing in front of him says maybe so. I could go either way on the Russian elevator scene in which they're all talking about opening the elevator door, and both Steve and Dustin press the DOOR OPEN button and nothing happens. I'm not sure about Steve but I am squinting at him suspiciously.

jancy, byler, and elmax nations, congrats on shipping literal power couples. technically milkvans too but 🦴

I am curious why Mike has never really been singled out for monster attack like his sisters have.

Mike-gets-Vecna'd truthers... if the gang can break his trance at the right moment, that would be a very efficient way to activate not just Mike himself, but Will too, because he already has a residual psychic connection open and the sight of Mike getting Vecna'd would surely trigger such strong terror in him.

me @ mike: honey you got a big storm comin.

this concludes part 2 and now I'm off to let my mind reel with the everybody-has-powers fic possibilities

#givehimthemedicine analysis #henry creel #virginia creel #will byers #max mayfield #st theory #mine #givehimthemedicine big analysis #st5 spoilers #how the upside down works #st spoilers #analysis

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vampyrsutton · 11 months

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On Your Knees

Summary:

Joe does his normal playboy song and dance to make Cherry jealous and things turn out even better than expected.

Ao3 Tags:

Public Sex, Possessive Behavior, Exhibitionism, Biting, Face-Fucking, Hair-pulling, Dirty Talk, Degradation, Masturbation, Jealousy, Blow Jobs, Public Blow Jobs

Notes:

Day 7 of MatchaBlossom Week 2023!

NSFW Prompt: Public Sex

"Why are you such a man whore?" Cherry sneers as he crowds Joe against a tree a little ways from the main track. "I thought we were past this, you thirsty gorilla."

Joe scoffs, fairly sure Kaoru letting his client openly flirt with him in the restaurant last week was far worse than what Joe was just doing. "She couldn't see, I was just giving her a hand."

"Yeah, I noticed. I was all over her waist." Cherry huffs, eyes narrowed above his mask.

"She was like 150 cm max. My whole hand fit around her waist." Joe fires back, glaring down at the shorter skater in front of him.

"And she was eating up every second of it." Cherry tsks, backing up now to pretend to turn away. "Ridiculous-"

"I don't see any ownership." Joe cuts in with a shit-eating smirk. He knew what he did, he'd been riling the calligrapher up all week in hopes of making him snap and the slight falter in his light steps told Joe he was about to get what he wanted. "Pretty sure that makes me free game to the hoards of adoring fans. They'd probably behave better too-shit!"

He hadn't expected Cherry finally snapping to include hopping on Carla to pull Joe down by his hair and yank his mask down to bite Joe's neck hard enough to leave a mark on its own, let alone sucking several more into the tan skin around it. He’s not even sure he can flip his chef collar up to hide these let alone his S outfit.

He feels like he should probably be embarrassed with how fast he starts getting hard as he wraps large hands around Cherry's tiny waist with a groan. "Shit, Kao. Warn a guy."

Cherry just smirks, pulling his mask back up with mischief in his eyes as he turns to leave. "Just marking what's mine."

He doesn't get very far as Joe's hands tighten around his slim waist to force him to keep looking at him. "Seriously? Gonna just leave me like this?"

"What are you-" Cherry starts with a glare before gold eyes widen when they trail down to the tent forming in Joe's pants and the renewed smirk becomes obvious. "I literally only bit you?"

"You're hot when you're jealous." Joe huffs with narrowed eyes. "So are you helping or not?"

"We're barely 50 meters from the course." Cherry hums, eyes not leaving Joe's crotch.

"Wouldn't be the first time," Joe smirks now, moving his hands up to Cherry's shoulders. "What do you say?"

Cherry rolls his eyes, pulling his mask back down as he sinks to his knees. "Thirsty gorilla."

"Very." Joe chuckles, carding a hand into long pink hair as his other hand fights with his pants.

"Stay quiet," Cherry mutters, helping get Joe's cock out of his boxers once the pants are out of the way before getting his mouth on it.

Joe curses, moving his now free hand up to his mouth as wet heat wraps around the head of his cock. "Shit. Yeah, I'll definitely try."

Cherry smirks, eyes shining with mischief before he suddenly takes half of Joe into his mouth until he gags and he has to pull back to readjust and try again.

Joe bites his hand with a groan, knowing Cherry plans to drive him insane as he tries not to jerk his hips and possibly hurt him. "Dammit, Kaoru."

Cherry gives him a look like he wants to call him out on the name slip, but instead, he just raises an amused eyebrow before hollowing his cheeks on the way up and falling back down so he can swallow around the head with a moan. It makes Joe's hand tighten in his hair and pulls another needy sound from the pinkette as he continues.

Joe has to fight not to close his eyes, knowing he needs to be the one to keep an eye on their surroundings, but struggling with how Cherry swallows around him and tongues under the head to make Joe curse again. He hears skaters racing past them on the other side of the tree line behind him and the adrenaline of one stopping and finding them makes his cock throb.

He needs to piss Cherry off more often.

Or stop being a hypocrite and just ask .

The mental image of Cherry's face turning pink and muttering obscenities at him for having the audacity pulls a chuckle out of him. The smaller man would be so embarrassed.

Cherry raises an eyebrow once more in question as to what could be so funny.

"Just thinking about how you would react to me outwardly asking you to suck me off in the woods," Joe smirks, snickering when it has the imagined effect of making color flush across Cherry's cheeks as gold eyes glare up at him. "Yeah, that's what I thoUGHT! Fuck!" He curses when Cherry swallows around the head and flicks the slit in retaliation.

Joe flinches when he hears someone skating by asking their buddy what that noise was before he glares down at smug gold. "You're a little shit."

Cherry just shrugs, the smirk obvious in his eyes as he continues bobbing his head, nose now pressed against strong pelvis as a small hand reaches into sagging pants to lightly squeeze Joe's balls and make him buck his hips with a strangled moan.

"Dammit. Kao-shit-" Joe smacks his hand over his mouth to silence his moan when Cherry increases the suction to punish him for trying to say his non-S name.

Looking down into gold eyes delivers one message.

Behave .

"Fucking fine." Joe curses, head thumping against the tree behind him as he tries to keep his hips still, groaning into his hand as Cherry tries to seemingly suck his soul out through his dick. "Fuck, baby…"

Cherry hums thoughtfully just to add vibrations before relaxing his throat and jaw and tapping Joe's legs to get his attention.

It takes Joe a second to figure out what Cherry wants before he feels a skilled tongue along the underside of his cock and finally notices the pleading in Cherry's eyes. "Want me to fuck your throat, baby?" He asks, groaning when Cherry moans around the head. "Fuck, yeah, okay. Relax a bit more-or swallow, shit." Joe hisses as he tightens his grip on pink bangs to start pulling out, starting a slow pace to let Cherry figure out his breathing before starting to speed up when he feels nails dig into his thighs. "You acted like it was such a pain like five minutes ago."

All he gets in response is an eye roll before he sees a challenge spark in gold eyes and feels hands on his ass, pulling him forward as though to tell him to get on with it.

"Dammit, I need to make you jealous more often." Joe chuckles breathlessly as he fucks the slim throat as hard and fast as he can without actually hurting him. "Fuck, your voice is going to be ruined after this." He grunts when this makes Cherry moan around his cock. "We've been gone long enough. Between the dirt on your pants and the crack of your voice, it doesn't matter how much you fix your hair, everyone here will know you were back here getting your throat fucked like a desperate little whore." He chuckles darkly. "You made enough of a scene dragging me away and left these dark ass marks where none of my shirts will hide them, no one will be able to question who we belong to, will they."

Joe feels Cherry's grip on his ass tighten as his throat spasms around his cock with a moan. "Shit, you like that idea, don't you? You don't care if everyone here knows you're a dirty slut, just as long as they know I belong to you, huh?" Another moan has Joe's cock twitching in Cherry's throat. "Next thing I know, you'll be trying to get a collar on me-Fuck!"

Joe isn't fast enough to get his hand over his mouth this time when Cherry properly moans and he feels his entire face flush red in embarrassment when the next group to skate by catcalls and laughs. At least they have the decency not to investigate.

"Shit, Kaoru." Joe hisses, surprised to feel how turned on the thought has him. "Necklace wasn't enough, huh? You want to put an actual collar on me? Maybe a little tag that says Property of Kaoru so no one can question who I belong to-fuck-yeah, we're coming back to that later." Joe groans breathlessly when Cherry looks up at him pleadingly. "I wouldn't mind one on you either. Some of your clients are way too comfortable for my liking."

Cherry makes a noise that might have been a whimper if he didn't have a throat full of dick before a whine manages to force its way through when Joe reaches down to wrap his large hand around the pinkette's slim throat where a collar would sit.

Joe curses when he realizes he can feel his cock stretching Cherry's throat. "Shit, you'd probably actually choke on it if I tried to collar you, wouldn't you? You'd love it though. Feeling the normally comfortable weight become suddenly constricting with each thrust of my cock. You already love it when my giant hands choke you, you'd probably go insane if I did that."

Cherry makes a garbled noise that was probably some type of moan as he trembles and Joe finally notices his hand moving in his loose hakama pants.

"Like the idea that much, huh?" Joe smirks, moving his hand up to the back of pink hair now to fuck his throat properly when Cherry can't even seem to manage a glare. "What was it, baby? The collar? Calling you a whore? Fucking your pretty little throat so you probably won't be able to talk when I'm done with you?" He hums when Cherry tries to moan. "Is it maybe the fact we're so close, anyone could get curious and see what a good little slut you are? Anyone here could hear you choking on my cock and come get a free show as you moan for it? Prideful eyes turned teary as you take me like the perfect little cock sleeve you were meant to be?" He sees Kaoru's hand start speeding up as he does choke now. "Well, Kaoru? Which is it, baby?"

Joe doesn't actually give Cherry a chance to try to answer, knowing that he's right and that Cherry probably can't, and gripping pink strands tighter to guarantee he can't as he nears the edge.

"Fuck, baby, I'm close. So close. You take me so well, how could I not be when you're desperately swallowing around my cock. Shit-" Joe groans as he fights to hold off just a little longer. "Gonna cum down your throat. That okay?"

Cherry just does his best to groan, relaxing his throat as much as possible and tapping a muscular thigh once for yes.

Joe curses, rambling a combination of praise and dirty talk as one more swallow around his sensitive head sends him careening over the edge with a groan, spilling down Cherry's throat as he bites his lip to try to be quiet.

He hears a quiet whimper beneath him and knows Cherry came, and pulling away confirms his suspicions as Cherry pulls pocket tissues from somewhere within the layers of his outfit to wipe his hand clean.

"Fuck." Joe chuckles breathlessly, accepting the offered tissue to wipe his cock off and tuck it away. "Possessive much?"

Cherry just raises a pink eyebrow, looking at Joe unimpressed as he makes a wheezing noise instead of actual words and moves the shirt of his hakama to show off his own dark marks.

Joe snorts. "Point taken. Wanna head back out there, or go another round at home?"

Cherry's face flushes a bright pink at the thought of going out there sounding like this and just points his thumb in the direction of the gates, not wanting to give Joe the satisfaction of hearing him try to talk.

"Fair enough," Joe smirks, pulling his jacket back on properly. "I'll say bye to the others. Meet you at the gate?"

Cherry nods, standing up to leave a final bite on Joe's collarbone before grabbing Carla and heading to the gate with a little smirk.

All Joe can do is shake his head with a laugh. "Possessive shit."

He knew he was no better.

#matcha blossom #nanjo kojiro #kaoru sakurayashiki #kojiro nanjo #sakurayashiki kaoru #sk8 the infinity #sk8 cherry #sk8 joe #sk8 smut #matchablossom #matchablossom week 2023 #matchablossom week

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haileymorelikestupid · 2 years

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Curiosity Killed the Bat

Pairing: Max Phillips x reader

Summary: Max thought he was prepared to finally tell you the truth about what he is. He was dreading it, but he knew it had to be done. He expected the worst. He didn’t expect this.

Warnings/Tags: language, no use of Y/N, soft and not-at-all-cocky Max Phillips

Word count: 1.6k

A/N: Nothing says October to me like writing about a vampire while watching college football to procrastinate doing my actual homework. Enjoy the product of my musings about how tf vampires even work. P.S. This should be gender-neutral and non-descriptive but let me know if there’s anything non-inclusive in here and I’ll make the necessary edits :)

“You’re a what?”

This is precisely why Max didn’t want to tell you. He is a selfish son of a bitch and you are too good for him and he was just trying to hang onto you for as long as he could.

He knew it would come to an end; he couldn’t hide it from you forever, and you’re too good to stay once you know what he is. But he was enjoying the delusion. He was enjoying the illusion that you would actually want anything to do with him. You were the best thing that had ever happened in his miserable life slash not-life. Was it so bad to want to hang onto that?

“Baby, please, I know you might be shocked—”

“Oh shocked is not a big enough word for what I’m feeling, Max Phillips.” And you sound so angry, a tinge of hurt coloring your tone, and Max doesn’t think he can handle this. He’d rather you stake him right now.

“Okay, yes, you’re angry, and you have every right to be—”

“Well I am so glad I have your permission.”

Now he’s panicking. He’s been stressed out since he decided to start this conversation but now he’s really panicking because now he’s being condescending and he wasn’t trying to, seriously, and this is all going even worse than he thought.

Slick, suave Max Phillips is at a total loss.

“I’m sorry, baby, I’m so sorry. Please believe me. I know I should have told you sooner, but I knew this would happen and I’m a shitty, selfish, monster of a being and I wanted to have you for as long as I could.”

Here it comes, he thinks. Here’s the breakup you expected but never wanted and it’s going to hurt more than you could have possibly imagined. Have fun living with this for a literal eternity.

“Yeah, Max, you should have told me sooner, and I’m not happy that you didn’t.” And now your tone is more disappointed than before and fuck, he’s changed his mind, he’ll take the anger back. Anything but the disappointment.

“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me, okay?!” It’s a desperate exclamation and the Max Phillips of a few months ago would be embarrassed at the lack of control in his words. “I knew this would happen when I told you, I knew you would leave me, and I wanted to put it off for as long as possible!”

There. It’s out. Vulnerability that Max has always struggled with showing itself when it’s too late. Maybe he should have told you how much you mean to him sooner. Maybe it would help him now. He’ll never know, though. Within the next five minutes, you’ll probably be out the door and he’ll be left thinking about what he should have, could have, would have done.

“Leave you? Who the hell said anything about leaving you?”

If snapping necks worked on vampires, he would have just unintentionally ended his own existence with how quickly he turned to look at you. He is utterly baffled, and after multiple attempts the only thing he can get out is a meek, “Isn’t that what’s about to happen?”

“Um, no? Why would I leave you when I have so many questions?” you ask, brow furrowed with genuine confusion etched across your face.

Okay… so you’re not leaving yet? Is that what’s happening? You’ll ask him a series of cliché questions, decide you don’t like his answers or his existence in general, and then you’ll leave?

It gets him a few more minutes with you, right? Better than nothing, he supposes.

“Questions?”

“Yes, Max, questions.”

“I thought you were mad at me.”

“Oh, I’m livid.”

His answering wince must be more obvious than he meant for it to be. Your brows lift just a tad, your shoulders drop, and your voice has lost part of its edge when you speak again. “I’m not mad at you for being a vampire, babe.”

Okay, he seriously has no idea what the hell is going on. Your words are equally as confusing as the use of the pet name.

“Then why are you mad?” He knows it’s a stupid question, yes, but he can’t help but ask it.

You sigh, a small sound, and it’s not even that frustrated. Maybe just… exasperated? Almost fondly so? Or maybe that’s just wishful thinking. “I’m mad that you didn’t tell me sooner. There’s so much we could have already talked about!”

And he doesn’t even want to ask, honestly. He knows that you’ll want to know all the gruesome details: how he was turned, does he kill people, all the things that he’ll answer even though he knows it only heightens the chances of you leaving, even if you said you weren’t. “Like what?” he asks, and it’s already so defeated.

“Um, where do I even start?”

And he sighs as you think a little bit, but before he can open his mouth to start telling his story or whatever, you speak again.

“I mean, first of all, just off the top of my head, do you digest blood?”

What.

The.

Fuck.

“I’m sorry?” is the only thing that he can get out.

“Well, it obviously has some nutritional value to you, but how does that work with organ function and all? You’re like, technically dead, right? Except you still have some organ functioning, so… which ones?”

“Which… ones?”

“Yeah, which organs work? I mean the consensus of vampire lore is that your heart doesn’t beat but your brain obviously works. If you need blood as sustenance, is your digestive system functioning, too? Do you have to breathe? What determines which organs you need to stay – well, maybe not alive, but existing? I guess?”

“I am so confused right now.”

“Uh, yeah, me too, Max! Why do you think I’m asking you?!”

His brain is so stuck that he can’t figure out any other response except, “So, you’re not leaving me?”

You do some sort of half-sigh, half-scoff and throw your hands up before letting out an emphatic, “No, Max, I already told you I’m not leaving you.”

“But you’re mad at me?”

“Yes, I’m mad! I could have already been picking your brain about all this stuff and you’ve prevented me from experiencing that joy until now!”

The two of you have just been a few feet apart in his living room this whole time, but now he needs to sit down. He crosses to his couch and collapses on it before burying his face in his palms. He doesn’t need the deep breath that he takes, but the motion makes him feel better. More stable.

The warmth of your body close to his just precedes your careful hand on his shoulder. Your voice is soft and concerned when you say his name.

He knows he should pick his head up and look at you, but he doesn’t feel ready to just yet. He needs just another moment to reorient himself in this conversation before he can face it.

You speak again before he can muster up the courage to say something. “I’m not really mad. I wish you had told me sooner, but I’m not mad at you. I’m just nosy and want to know everything all the time. And I have a lot of questions that the internet isn’t really able to answer.”

He chuckles softly, just a couple of quick exhales through his nose, and he finally feels able to look up and meet your eyes. When he does, he notices the soft smile gracing the corners of your lips and the way your brows aren’t furrowed anymore.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner.”

“I know.”

“You’re just so good. Too good for me. And I figured that once you knew what I really was, you’d never want to be with me. I didn’t want to let you go yet.”

“Oh, my love. I’m sorry if I did something to make you think that. You’re everything to me. It might take a minute for me to fully comprehend that you’re a vampire, but I know you, and I have no intention of leaving you.”

God, you’re perfect. It’s the only explanation. You are the most perfect person ever created and he is wretched, but somehow the universe has decided to give him the best thing it has to offer.

He lets his hand float up to your face, lets the backs of his fingers brush over your chin and up until he’s smoothing his fingers over your cheek. His thumb rubs gently over the space just below your eye, and he revels in the warmth he feels below the skin.

What’s two bombshells in one day, he decides.

“I love you.”

Your smile loosens in favor of your lips opening on an exhale, and your eyebrows raise. Your eyes are round and open and gleaming, and if he weren’t already immortal, the way his reflection in them is outlined in fondness would be enough to make him so.

He doesn’t have time to think about whether he should add some sort of qualifier, some sort of statement that you don’t have to feel the same, because he feels the breath of your response against his wrist when you say, “I love you, too.”

A few gentle kisses later, you pull away and your face changes, a slight smirk and a hint of mirth in your eyes as you say, “Okay, so can you answer my questions now? Digesting blood, yes or no?”

His answering laugh echoes through the room, and his non-beating heart swears to always answer whatever you ask.

#max phillips x reader #pedro pascal x reader #max phillips #max phillips fanfiction #bloodsucking bastards #pedro pascal #pedro pascal fanfiction #max phillips fluff #you watch a campy vampire movie once and suddenly you're writing fanfiction for it #I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS ABOUT VAMPIRES FOR REAL #i hope all two people who read this enjoy it LMAO #also i didnt proofread because i didnt feel like it so kindly ignore the tragic grammatical errors that are certainly in here #and feel free to let me know what you think of this!#my writing

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astonmartinii · 1 year

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pen pals | max verstappen instagram au

pairing: max verstappen x reader

after years of being pen pals, y/n finally gets to meet max.

yourusername

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yourusername pasta fridays have my heart

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maxverstappen1 unbelievably jealous rn

yourusername you're literally in italy spare me

yourbffname looking beautiful as always i wonder who took these lovely photos ???

yourusername you're a wonderful photographer bestie

maxverstappen1

liked by yourusername, danielricciardo and 620,541 others

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maxverstappen1 big win in canada this weekend after a massive effort from the team - the best way to finish off the first half of the season, now we relax!

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redbullracing have a good break max, don't miss us too much

yourusername congrats maxy!! always so proud of you xx

maxverstappen1 thank you care bear, my letter is on the way, see you soon xx

veryverstappen so are we all gonna ignore this ^^^

dutchlion33 she's been in his comments since like 2016, i think she's just a dedicated fan that he talks to sometimes

babymaxy idk they seem much closer than just a fan, but that's just me

yourusername added to their story

[caption: cool people still write to their pen pals]

f1wagsupdates

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f1wagsupdates this is y/n y/ln and she's the girl we've all been seeing in max verstappen's comments since at least 2016. from what we know they've never met but they always allude to sending letters to each other. her instagram suggests that she's at least 22, having finished university recently. do we think they actually know each other, or could potentially be together?

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redbullmaxy am i the only one who finds this kinda weird?? the letters??

babymax idk i find it cute if it's true

parcfermemax it's straight out of a fanfiction i love it

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[caption: quick lil trip]

maxverstappen1

📍japan

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maxverstappen1 that's pole!!! thank you japan, we'll try to convert this into a win tomorrow

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danielricciardo pure dominance maxy

martingarrix crazy pace dude

yourusername you are a wonder to me maxy

maxverstappen1 save the poetry for letters care bear

yourusername i'm sorry, getting creative while waiting for your letter from singapore

verstappenmax wait so they weren't lying when they said it was a pen pal

yourusername

📍tokyo, japan

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yourusername travelling is kinda fun actually

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yourbffname take me with you next time please

yourusername i shall, i nearly went crazy having no one to talk to the whole flight

maxverstappen1 you're in japan???? care bear what ???

yourusername all will make sense soon maxy

yourusername added to their story

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redbullracing

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redbullracing we've got a surprise guest for max this weekend - his life long pen pal y/n! these two have been sending each other letters since they were kids but had never met, until now!

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goatverstappen okay y'all convinced me - it's cute

dutchking1 yeah i really hope they're together, she seems genuine for him

danielricciardo is this what the kids call rizz

landonorris pen pal rizz, you heard it here first

yourusername thanks for having me :)

maxverstappen1 WHAT IS GOING ON ????????

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1 number two babyyyyyyyyyyy. Incredibly thankful for the entire team and everyone who has supported me along the way. and to address the elephant in the room, i met my pen pal y/n for the first time today, and her being there made the victory that much sweeter.

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danielricciardo congrats big man, crazy crazy good driving this season. when do we get to meet the special woman?

maxverstappen1 i fear i've booked her up for at least the next week

redbullracing glad we could unite the two of you

yourusername ahhhhhhh maxy you were so so good!!! meeting you was insane, now we've met i don't know how we ever went without each other before. here's to more wins and more adventures xx

maxverstappen1 you're not getting rid of me now care bear, stuck with me for life xx

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yourusername post world championship celebrations, i can never drink champagne ever again. anyhow, CONGRATS MAXY. words cannot describe how proud i am of you, seeing you grow from an anxious boy in karts to a two-time world champion has been a real pleasure xx

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maxverstappen1 writing our letters kept me sane for so long... your support has been so important to me, thank you for being there when i crossed the line xx

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1 people may laugh at pen pals, but mine is not only the love of my life but she also saved my life. travelling so much at a young age made me lonely and writing to you gave me someone to turn to. racing has been my life for so many years and now it's not something i can only share with you in letters. love you care bear xx

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yourusername you've always had a way with words maxy, i've always loved you and always will xx

landonorris the pen pal rizz is actually insane

danielricciardo put some respect on max's name

maxyverstap okay i'm obsessed with this relationship

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ghouljams · 7 months

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You collect BJDs??? Can you please tell me where you buy some? I’ve been wanting one for so long and only found design models on Etsy, 1 actual doll that cost $8000, and literally nothing else. I gave up on the search and have no clue any irl stores that could sell them 😭🙏

I wouldn't buy anything off etsy unless you're grabbing a Kabbit print, and those should only run you about $100 max for a blank doll. I'm going to put doll hobby talk under the cut, but yeah I can give you my rec-list

I bought my first BJD off of cpfairyland which is the official Minifee retailer, but if you're in the USA I would also suggest checking out Denver doll emporium! They have a few different brands and quick shipping if you buy in stock. Minifee are great starting dolls, they have a ton of different heads, they're an industry standard and you can buy a doll with their makeup already done. Which means you can put money towards clothes and wigs(which is the fun part anyway).

I am an anti-recast hobbyist, and I genuinely recommend not buying recasts if you want to make friends in the hobby. So I'm only going to be telling you legit sites, which also means dolls are going to be a little more expensive(but I'll give you some less expensive recs too).

Alice's Collective bjd(acbjd) is a great site the acts as a third party for a ton of different brands. If you want a doll that looks a little(or a lot) different from the standard fashion doll they have a lot of great options.

Jane's Dolland is another sight that acts as a third party seller. They sell blind box tiny bjds(that are great quality I have a few)(only $30 too) and a few other cheap brands. You might have to paint the face yourself, or find a repaint artist, but the dolls themselves can be as low as $50. I actually bought an Imomo doll from them to customize for my sister last Christmas and she was really great for a beginner bjd.

Withdolls has some tiny bjds that are really fucking cute. I have one and he was under $200. Their dolls are adorable, but their tiny doll sizing is a little hard to shop for.

I mentioned Kabbit dolls! Kabbit is a 3D print file available for sale on etsy super customizable and cheap if you have a 3d printer! Or a library with a 3d printer! I've done 3D prints through my local library and I have a friend that printed a Kabbit they really like. Dollightful also has a free tiny bunny bjd on thingyverse I think.

I have bought dolls off of Facebook and Instagram, but you gotta be willing to be a little mean if you buy second hand. Always make sure you get a certificate of authenticity! And know what the doll you want is worth! I collect 1/4 MSD sized dolls, the last 2 heads I bought were about $100 each but they were also harder to find heads. One of the heads was being sold with a body for $150(but I only wanted the head so I overpaid) so you can find cheap(authentic) dolls if you're looking.

I also buy a lot of artist dolls on pre-order. Which means I follow the artists on Instagram and then I am very patient, and lucky. BJD buying is a lot of hurry up and wait if you want to go the independent artist route. You can always check bjdsale on Instagram, the tag is full and people are always selling.

Depending on where you live you can check on Facebook to see if you have a local bjd group! I have one in my area and we are always excited to help new people in the hobby!! They'd have dolls for sale, but also would have more ideas on where you could buy online. Dolls are such a niche hobby everyone sort of knows everyone, and we love sharing with new folks!! If you have any other questions you can send me a dm and I'm happy to talk more ❤️

#ghoul speaks #bjd talk #do not buy off of allie express or shien or wish #artists work hard to make their dolls and deserve to be compensated for their work #penny's box dolls are really good quality and are super cute #theyre blind box but only $30

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roosterbox · 7 months

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October Almost-Drabbles 10/8: Bat and Witch

Pairing: Steddie

Word Count: 582

Additional tags: alternate universe, witches and witchcraft, animal transformation, witch!Steve, bat!Eddie, established secret relationship that’s about to be not so secret

Side note: here, have a combination of two prompts to make up for skipping a day! Eddie would make the cutest bat ever. Also, do I even need to tag for fluff at this point? Y’all know me, you know what I’m about.

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The little creature perched on Steve’s shoulder seemed quite entranced by the man’s motions as he stirred the cauldron. First clockwise, then counter, then back again. The mixture inside grew darker, and thicker, with each full rotation. Before too long, it was as black as the night itself, with sparkles of celestial light. Or a close enough approximation. Honestly the tiny bat didn’t know for sure. He just liked hearing Steve talk, and watching him work his magic. Literally.

“It’s ready,” the man said, carefully ladling out a small amount and pouring it into a glass vial. He looked at his companion. “Whenever you want to change back, you can.”

The bat shook his head, long curly fur bobbing, and snuggled himself closer. His tiny, leathery wings were surprisingly warm against Steve’s neck.

“Alright, alright,” Steve laughed, and cupped his hand around the little bat. He gently scratched at the downy soft head with his finger, eliciting a contented chirp. “But the kids are gonna be here soon. Probably with a lot of questions. Namely why their favorite DM is currently a bat.”

Eddie drew back a little, eyes wide but somehow still so expressive even as a bat. He chirruped again, though it was more pointed this time.

“You want me to tell them?”

Chirp.

“Everything? Honestly?”

Another chirp, then the bat rubbed his head against Steve’s neck again.

He sighed, and gave Eddie’s head another quick scratch. On one hand, it was probably good to get things out in the open. On the other… ugh. They were good kids, smart kids, and not altogether unused to the realm of the fantastic. Maybe they would take things well.

He looked around their house, at the various ingredients and potions and tinctures he’d had to mix and strain and struggle with before finding the proper recipe for Eddie. At his cauldron, still bubbling merrily away. And, lastly, at the bat that had until recently been his very human boyfriend. Yeah, it was a lot.

“At least let me turn you back so we can talk to them together?”

There was no answer. Eddie was trying his best to feign sleep, though the strong grip of his clawed feet in Steve’s shirt gave him away somewhat. That simple act - pretending to sleep to avoid a more serious conversation - was so adorably Eddie that Steve couldn’t help but smile.

There was a knock at the door. Muffled voices. The first of their little nuggets had arrived. Probably Max and the Sinclairs if he had to guess. Good. Out of all of them, those three would probably take the triple whammy of ‘Steve’s a witch, Eddie’s (currently) a bat, and they’re also dating by the way’ the best. Relatively speaking, that is.

“Coming!” Steve called out. He lifted the cauldron off of the fire and, after briefly considering dumping the rest of the mixture, decided to simply set it aside for now. With the way they’d been dabbling in spells lately, there’s no telling how useful a de-transformation potion might be.

Another knock. Impatient little brats.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, keep your pants on,” muttered Steve as he reached for the doorknob. There was a squeak of what was probably meant to be encouragement from his shoulder. Steve rolled his eyes, but nudged his head against his at the moment diminutive lover. Then he straightened up, squared his shoulders, and let out a calming breath.

“Here goes nothing,” he said, and opened the door.

#October drabbles #steddie #bat #witch #spells and potions #it was set in a mostly canon time period in my mind #but interpret it however you want #also feel free to speculate how the kids react to… literally everything #lol #my mental image of Eddie’s bat form is 100% inspired by Salmonblurb’s artwork #which is the cutest thing ever

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jaylikesrainbowtigers · 8 months

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I’m trying something a little bit new today. A positivity post because I feel like shit now. For those of you who don’t know my ex broke up with me two days ago and I didn’t really feel anything about it. Turns out I had just numbed my feelings until it hit me on my dog walk today. So trying positivity to make me feel better.

@intothedysphoria is where I got the inspiration to do this. Max makes positivity posts when he feels down and it’s something I admire so much. He also writes such good disabled Harringrove content. Like I don’t even ship it and here I am liking all of the posts because I love it all. And he has been so kind to me on discord when I vented about the breakup. I know right now is a rough patch for you, Max but I just want you to know that you kind of feel like a positive force that teaches me brilliant chaotic gremlin things. Thank you for that!!

@hargrove-mayfields is so amazing too. EJ, you were the first person I have truly interacted with online for any fandom ever. I couldn’t have asked for a better person. You have been nothing but sweet and lovely to me, and though you don’t see my jumping up and down frantically whilst waving my hands in the air every single time we interact and especially when you let me get my grubby mitts on a fandom event (again), I kinda want to let you know I maybe do that. So thanks EJ for being amazing.

@skutter We have never interacted but this is a post to make me happy so I wanted to tag you. I really couldn’t believe it when you shared one of my posts for the first time. Because you are like the only other person who blogs about Red Dwarf I could find. And I barely get to ever talk or do anything about Red Dwarf with anybody my age because I’m really the wrong generation for classics like that but oh boy, your posts bring my so much happiness when I see them. Thank you so much for helping me indulge in a silly little brain rot I have.

Also tagging @shieldofiron, @carito-dorito, @salthat, @peachyaliien (who tumblr will not let me tag despite me literally opening her blog), and anybody else on the @disabledbillyandsteveweek discord (check out that tag for stranger things content) who let me be a bit of a mess over there.

A final thanks to my irl friends Abi and Ciara who will probably never know or see this post. You two have been so amazing over the past few days and I am so sad we are all leaving this weekend down our own paths. We will meet again at Christmas when we return from the land beyond (England is that hour plane ride away beyond). My DofE besties who have been with me for so long, I can’t wait to go out tonight which you two arranged beautifully just for me.

Ciara and I have been friends for 14 years, and boy have we been through thick and thin together. We might no longer be as close but I will always remember you for being my first crush and my closest childhood friend. Also the legend who said in response to my I think I’m autistic said yeah, we all knew that.

Abi, we met later but we have been inseparable since. From chucking things at each other, to me making fun of your height (you aren’t *that* short, our friends and me are just tall), and to being the crush who made me realize oh shit, I’m gay.

And to the frankly hilarious coincidence named Jay. You bastard. Why did Ciara have a crush on you and then Abi went on to date you now. Do I have to expect my ex to date you soon? Do I? Will you haunt my romances for evermore?

Anyway thank you to anyone who actually bothered to get up to this point. I see why Max does these now. I feel better.

#positivity tag #positivity #stranger things #red dwarf #just bear with me for this okay?#thank you

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All my posts about Henry aged like fine wine but I was digging through some just now and found this one and decided to share it again. This is an analysis on Henry's childhood / the flashback scenes from the lab and Nancy's vision that I was tagged in.

In regard to the post you tagged me in: I am actually am gonna probably be boring and predictable here and say I don’t think it means Henry’s hiding anything at least not about his mother and while you know I came out here with the whole "Virginia’s cheating" thing and believe that is canon and MIGHT be addressed somehow next season, yeah I don’t think those scenes relate to anything about Virginia – they’re all about HENRY himself. I think we were meant see that basically Henry started getting… Really weird during his time in the Creel house. Like concerningly weird, like there is way more going on here than we know weird. ( If that makes sense. ) I think the scenes in question are suppose to show us that for whatever reason Henry was collecting up spiders and scurrying his little ass up to the attic where he kept a weird little shine to them and this has significance. Loving spiders is one thing, but this entire set up and the things Henry says about them is suppose to clue us into other things going on that we cant be told or explicitly shown at this time.

For me its suppose to highlight his unusual behaviors and how he didn’t go into that house acting that weird. Not in the normal realms of just an autistic kid who really likes spiders but the ‘abnormal’-weird STARTED in that house.

Also side note, I think Henry’s weird and secretive about this not just for the fact this is just weird in general but he probably doesn’t want his parents to know that he’s chilling out with about 5 jars of black widow spiders and thats something hes doing - going around collecting these spiders and keeping them. Those are dangerous, I’d probably stop my kid from jarring them up and playing with them too and I don't think adult Henry could fully explain everything to Eleven in the scene with them. ( Maybe he didn’t even know how to explain it himself, which is kind of what I think. )

This also kinda goes back to the scene in Victors memory for me and why Victor's flashbacks are directly paralleled with Nancy's Vecna vision here. We get the intentional impression that Henry was pretty much instantly “affected” by the house. Victor notes Henry “knew something was wrong.” Thats how he described Henry’s behaviors shortly after they moved in which tells me that Henry either TOLD THEM something was wrong or he behaved differently shortly after getting to the house and this seems to line up because we are shown this.

We’re shown when the Creels first arrived at the house everyone seems pretty happy, this looks and feels totally normal, a family excited to arrive at their awesome new home. When they’re shown walking in the front door for the first time everyone is looking pretty pleased and in awe but suddenly Henry starts looking troubled. The scene with little Henry and the weird thing with the lights in Victor’s memory seems to take place not long after this ( maybe a day or two ? ) because in the background we can see Henry is sitting surrounded by a bunch of boxes. This is presumably the belongings of the family because they were still in the process of unpacking. Now this is probably all headcanon but I’m mentioning it anyway because it seems like Victor also got pretty suss of the house pretty quick because he took the time to explain HENRY perceived something was wrong and he noticed that.

We do also know from canon it was VICTOR that took it upon himself to get a literal priest to exercise the house. I feel like thats a big thing to do, keeping in mind that this is the 50s, people would be AFRAID of looking "insane" and moreover the Creel's ONLY lived in the house for ONE MONTH max. ( So it seems like Victor was the only one that wanted to heed whatever Henry told them or just took the time to actually acknowledge his sons discomfort and think that was important, while I feel like Virginia probably shut it down as nothing and interpreted it all as just Henry trying to ruin things for them particularly before the “visions” start and those don’t start until way closer to the murders. And even then, it seems like Virginia didn't want to blame anyone except Henry and Henry does explain she literally hated him. — Personally I think this all kinda mirrors season 2 in a way when Will was infected by the MF and he very quickly started acting odd but he had a mother who actually cared, took notice, and tried to help in a better way than deciding to throw her kid in the looney bin and blame him for everything bc fuck him. )

We also saw Victor noting the attic stair door open and feeling compelled to go up there but during this time there is no trace of Henry up there, its just a bunch of old stuff that I PERSONALLY don’t think even belonged to Victor and his family. I think a majority of the shit up there was left there from whoever lived there before because we know they didn’t live there long enough for everything to be looking that dusty and old, and there's just some weird things up there like a pram and a piano. ( Again, they only lived in the house for a month and canon does tell us this. )

So we can probably assume due to Henry’s lack of appearance up here at this time Victor’s inspection of the attic was fairly close to the time the Creels moved in, maybe after the first weird light scene with Henry. But, anyway, for some reason Victor got the weird idea to go up to that particular spot and look around. He was compelled to do this which is very odd. He also – for some reason – mentions that the “demon” he could “feel” had cursed not JUST their house but the entire town. Its odd that he chose to mention the entire town. Where did he get this info ? Why would this be said if it wasn’t meant to clue us into something more than we could currently be shown in these scenes or maybe in this season itself ? Its 100% foreshadowing something because we already know theres a special connection with Hawkins and the UD.

It wouldn’t be hard to imagine that Henry, a “sensitive boy” who was able to develop such incredible psychic powers, specifically from his time in that house, was also drawn to the attic and whatever was up there – whatever feeling, whatever essence – whatever it was that was a little beyond Victor's normal perception, wasn’t beyond Henry’s. What we’re shown is Henry starts spending a LOT OF time alone up in that weird, cold, dusty, dark attic. Which he preserves. He does nothing to make it more comfortable for himself. The only thing he adds to it is the weird spider shrine and we’re basically shown him building it. Thats what those scenes are actually about. There is a light in the attic, we know that from Victors flash back. But Henry wont even utilize that to spend time up there drawing. He uses the dim light of candles instead. Theres a reason for this and you probably know where I’m going with this already because its me but we already know of something that can manifest itself as “a feeling” and that likes the dark, likes the cold and likes “to hide”.

What Vecna shows Nancy was the “progression of how Henry’s behavior’s began to change.” From “normal” boy, to boy who notices something weird, to boy who is “consumed” by whatever this weirdness is. ( Presumably because his parents, or his mother in particular rather, didn’t listen to him or dismissed his feelings or behaviors as just him being weird when this particular weirdness only started in that house. ) Nancy’s “visions” of young Henry start with Henry curiously walking around the house, like he’s looking for something, like something is luring him even, and indeed, Nancy starts to notice the lights flickering again when Henry is walking around curiously ( Again, this is framed like Henry isn’t the one flickering the lights, he isn't tapped into his powers yet, but he might be 'looking’ for whatever is causing the lights to flicker. It calls back to season one where Holly is following the weird acting lights in the Byers house and is led to the Demogorgon. )

Then Nancy turns and sees into the bathroom and is shown a vision of little Henry finding the spiders in the vent. Over top of this we have Adult Henry saying he “Found a new sense of purpose” ( Like this is very weird- like what does he mean ? Worshipping spiders ? Why does he think its his purpose to be worshipping spiders suddenly ? Also note Henry’s clothes have changed again so this is a different day from the day Henry was 'looking’ for something and the lights were flickering around the house. Which means the lights did this weird flicking thing a lot. ) This then cuts again to little Henry running past behind Nancy which startles her. We’re being shown another day here again, another vision. Henry’s wearing a different outfit and he has a jar in his hand, he seems to be heading up to the attic. This is also where he starts relating spiders to GODS and also note we’re then shown adult Henry as he’s explaining this and I don't know how else to explain his expression other than with the “ I've seen some shit ” meme like:

64.media.tumblr.com You ok Henry ? Nope. Hes not. Hes not ok. A lot of this fandom's breakdown of Henry's monologue scene is BIZZARE and doesn't reflect whats actually going on at all. They talk about Henry being emotionless and calculated when the reality is he's shown as the complete opposite of emotionless and calculated. Hes shown as haunted and distressed. He's very emotional. He even seems to look like his eyes are clouding with tears when he talks about his parents and how they weren't the good people they pretended to be.

Henry's clearly recounting something terrible he experienced that he doesn't completely know HOW to explain and worse he's pretty much been systematically gaslighted into believing somehow this was all HIS fault. Straight into the following scene little Henry’s now shown with a fully built spider shrine, complete with candles. He’s drawing the spiders. This is a different day again. Then we go back to adult Henry and the weird king just keeps giving. He says “The human world” specifically and ok… Maybe we can think he’s talking about the human world vs the animal world but he isn’t just talking about spiders as animals. He’s actually not talking about spiders as animals at all. Hes talking about them literally as gods. Then he switches from being kind of haunted and freaked out to some sort of look of realization, and then he switches again to something thats kind of cold and dark and it frightens Eleven. This is when he starts talking about humans as pests, “disrupting” the harmony of the god-like apex predator’s and their feeding- But imo- its not actual spiders he’s talking about here, not the way we know them.

Henry is a smart guy, he likes spiders, and I bet he knows a lot about them, and he knows spiders are animals, not gods, and they’re not the only "predatory animal” on earth yet he only speaks about spiders specifically in this way because he’s began to view them as an avatar of something divine. There is a reason the spiders are shown whenever Victor talks about the "evil force" hiding in the house. The spiders are displayed as analogs to this. The scene swaps again, we’re at a different day in Henrys childhood now. ( We’re literally going through a slightly condensed version of the month in the house from Henrys pov. ) His clothes have changed again. He’s standing in front of the grandfather clock. Back to adult Henry he starts to express his own anger with the “human world” from his own expereinces with his ostracization from it. But he’s angry, he’s now ranting, his voice even becomes distorted, and naturally Eleven starts to get more scared. But he calms down as he starts to approach her. He continues to explain, even though its obvious he's becoming more and more emotionally distraught. His hand is raised, kind of gesturing to his head and its trembling, his voice starts to tremble too and this is while he's explaining that he couldn’t pretend to fit in with everyone.

Now we’re then back to the scene with little Henry focusing on the clock briefly, then we’re back to adult Henry who has started to clam down. He starts to become placid again. Note - at no point do I think Henry was trying to scare Eleven at all, in fact it seems that being in her presence is what clams him not because he’s manipulating her but because her being there, telling this to her - someone who he thinks is just like him - is comforting to him. Like he's finally able to express something in some way that he might not have been able to do before – or maybe he might have never been able to talk about this in the presence of someone he thinks would understand and believe him. My personal take is both.

He’s looking at Eleven with some sort of affection here and then we cut back to Little Henry who shows us he’s harnessed his telekinesis, he’s moving the hands on the clock with his mind. This is first time Henry is able to manifest his powers imo and I think thats the significance of this particular scene. ( Which probably confirms Henry was never the one making the lights blink when they first moved in and the lights were blinking in the EXACT way we have seen them do in the show when something from the UD is trying to make contact ) And adult Henry is now more optimistically explaining he didn’t have to be trapped in the cruel oppressive system he couldn’t fit within. He could change it because somehow he developed these powers. This makes him feel like he can be the master of his own destiny- this is when he says he wanted to be “A predator, but for good.”

And then we’re back to Nancy and the rabbit. Its another day again. Henry’s gradually learning how to use these powers. The rabbit is trapped in a snare, its doing the rabbit death squeal as it struggles against the snare; the kinda bad cgi rabbit is dying, going into shock ( and I know this because rabbits have been in my family since I was a baby. This rabbit was in shock and was gonna die whether Henry touched it or not so the fandom take on Henry and the rabbit annoys me so bad. ) Henry decides to use it to practise his powers which adult Henry is explaining to Eleven that “as he practised” he realized he could do more than he even imagined he could do. As the days continue, Henry quickly learns he can literally read people’s minds. So Henry explains that he explored his parents minds and this is where he grows contempt for them because he begins to become horribly aware of exactly how much of a lie their “happy family” – that he was always the black sheep within – was and how unfair and hypocritical toward him they have really been. Which adult Henry is very upset again about thinking back on it.

Nancy runs back inside to the living room and sees Victor and the baby burning to drive home Henry’s point about the “terrible things” his parents have done, with this being the representation of Victor’s ultimate “bad thing” in Henry’s perception. We’re also shown little Henry sitting in front of his spider shrine in the attic and using his powers to show his father this particular vision that Nancy is witnessing – again this is a different day to the day Henry killed the rabbit, and both Henry and Victor are wearing different clothes to the directly following scene which is another day again, where Henry explains that his mother hated him.

This moves directly to Nancy walking into the dining room of the house and being shown Virginia, sitting at the dinner table with Henry and Alice and over top of this Henry explains Virginia’s plan to get rid of him, to lock him away by giving him to Dr Brenner to be “fixed”. This is the terrible thing we’re “shown” that Virginia has done, this was the straw that broke the camels back for Henry, to Henry this is Virginia's worst action. ( Which is valid like imagine the betrayal of finding out that your mother hated you to start but add that to the fact she also and wants to condemn you to a psychiatric facility and the known horrors of them even in that time period. )

And this is when Henry explains he had no choice but to “break free” leading directly to the death of Alice and Virginia. Then we get the scene with Brenner having strapped little Henry to the chair and tattooing him, much to Henry’s pain and discomfort, and with Henry telling Eleven he was glad she was born and all the rest of that.

But all those scenes are connected and important to each other. Its a progression of time during Henry’s childhood and the build up of events in the Creel house surrounding Henry’s strange thoughts / behaviors and developing powers in particular during the month, which are important and imo, its meant to clue us into the fact something WEIRD did in fact actually happen at the Creel house and that there was something else going on with Henry, something even more than he is able to tell us – but it seems he’d like to tell us he just couldn’t because he either didn’t know to explain it any better than what he did when he was speaking to Eleven, or maybe he just didn’t know how to explain it better to ELEVEN in particular, given how young she was.

But even Vecna wants to tell us something. He wants to show us something, even, and he chose Nancy for this which was the entire point of Nancy’s encounter with him. “Now that you have seen where I have been, I would very much like to show you were I'm going”. This is all connected and theres a lot more we have left to see. ( The lab, maybe some more stuff about Alice, the upside down, etc ) We’re gonna find out exactly what was going on with Henry and how / why Vecna is what he is and I can almost promise its going to be a whole lot more than some supremely uncreative, basic shit like “hes just evil and always has been” because they completely misread and falsely represent all these scenes and this character in a way I have literally not experienced in any other fandom.

#henry creel #001 #vecna #stranger things #stranger things theory #the mindflayer #byler #The first shadow was really just a love letter to me personally and I'm tickled pink #Cant wait to watch it ugh

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