Welcome to my blog! I'm a writer who only writes (or just talks) when I have time or am feeling rather passionate about something. I'm in college, so that will always come first. Any support is appreciated:)
Requests are: OPEN! but very slow
Like my bio says, I consume a lot of media, which means I'll write for a plethora of characters! I do have a few rules, though:
Must be adults for any romantic plot, I'll write platonic stories for children
I'm only comfortable writing smut for wlw pairings but I can write more suggestive things for anyone
I prefer x reader, but I'm open to character x character
I will not write for any real person
Please be as specific as possible with any requests!
Here's lists of everything I'll write/talk about
Current hyper-fixations (most eager to write about):
attack on titan
atla/lok
Backburners (fandoms I'm always happy to write for):
the hunger games
hunter x hunter
cowboy bebop
stranger things
demon slayer
criminal minds
bridgerton
resident evil
ncis
legend of korra
nana
the x files
(I watch a lot of anime so tbh just ask and I'll respond with if I've seen it or not)
I'm sure I've forgetten a ton but things will be updated as needed, happy reading!
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with the âbelieve meâ series what would you guys rather have? (tagging this as x reader so people actually see it, if you havenât read it you totally shouldđ)
follow all of s4 (might have slower updates but iâd keep up with it)
wrap it up quickly (prob would have an angsty ending)
Voting ended onMar 19
iâm heavily leaning towards all of s4 bc i just have specific scenes in mind i want to write about LOLL
Levi Ackerman x reader
Summary: Levi in a relationship (Levi x scout!reader in mind but most can be read as anything)
Whenever you describe Levi as a soft lover, everyone looks at you as if heâs holding you hostage
Most couldnât imagine him in a relationship to begin with, let alone a âsoftâ loverâŚ
âSo explain this to me again,â Hange prodded like this was an experiment, âHeâs...submissive?â
âOkay, when you put it like that, you make us sound like animals, and no, I said he wasnât aggressive or mean, thatâs not the same thing you perv.â
For example he held you hand once as you got on your horse to help you up and it was top gossip for a week
He will also give into any request you make with no hesitation
Heâs the type to do an act of service (like make extra tea or share his food) and doesnât expect anything in return because thats the bare minimum
âThe hell you mean, why, why would I not?â Heâd say sliding a cup of tea across her desk.
Heâd be the biggest gossip
Loves to listen to you talk about the happenings of the scouts and drop his two cents every once in a while
âThat explains why his hair looks like that. Looks like he cut it in the dark"
He would never admit it but he cannot even try to sleep without you physically next to him
You slept with him one night during a mission and he hasnât recovered from it sense
Will actually make your life harder during training or put you in the worst places during admission because he knows you can handle it
Donât get me wrong he makes sure he can keep you safe if things go wrong but he will push you to the limit
The most perceptive person ever
Will never ask how youâre doing because he already knows
âYou were tossing last night, here.â He slides you coffee and an extra ration.
Not a pet names type of guy to your face or when talking about you to other people, he will only refer to you either by your title (if you're a higher rank) or just your name
LOVES to refer to himself as yours though
âIâm her husband.â
âIâm yours eternally.â
âIâm with her.â
I like to think he doesnât fall for anyone; there needs to be a long/strong foundation (he is not very in touch with his emotions = he didnât know he was in love with you)
Basically, it takes a lot to swoon the captain, but once you have him, he is absolutely whipped
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Jean Kirstein x reader
Summary: Four years after ripping Jeanâs heart out, past lovers come face to face.
Word Count: 1.1k
Notes: I might make this multiple parts⌠(flashbacks look like this)
Chaos. Blood littered the streets, and cries of civilians rang out. Bullets were buzzing through the skies above. Y/n ran through the streets trying to put distance between her and the massacre. Blood was seeping through the sleeve of her military jacket; a piece of rubble had hit her when Erenâs titan burst through the ground. She had separated from the warrior cadets and other military personnel, but they were the last things on her mind. All she was thinking about was a particular ashy-haired man who was probably hunting her for sport right now.
She only made it a few blocks before crouching behind a dumpster in a skinny alleyway. She hissed gipping her arm hard, trying to stop the bleeding at least a little. Before she could even look around for something to help, a massage explosion rang out. She didnât need to look to know what it was, the Colossal. Years ago, she had accepted Bertholdt had most likely died and been eaten, but the certainty now was a different pain. This was pure hell.
Another rain of bullets, another shill scream, the sound of ODM gear whirring overhead. This one was close, though, too close for them not to have seen her. This was it, whatever scout just saw her was going to empty their chamber into her without second thought, she deserved it.
No. This would not be it, the children, she needed to make sure the children made it away safely; she had no clue where Falco was when they all appeared, but he had to be okay.
âDonât move!â The gruff voice yelled at her before she could even take two steps. It was him; this was the worst-case scenario. Based on how he hadnât shot, he didnât know it was her. She was taller, her hair had grown, and from behind looked like any other citizen. Jean Kirstein stood behind her, having no clue who was about to turn around.
âHey, Y/n?âÂ
âHmm?â Her head softly looked over at Jean, the setting sun making his light hair look as if it were on fire.
âWhen this shit is over, and there are finally no more titans, can we get married?â
âThatâs quite the question. Survive this first, then Iâll consider.â She leaned over, leaving a soft kiss on his cheekbone. She knew there would never be an âafter this,â but her childish naivety gave her a false hope that just for a second she would have Jean.
With her right hand still gripping her left arm, she slowly turned around. The gunfire and fighting sounded miles away. The only sound that filled the space was the wind blowing between the tall buildings. Jean's finger found the trigger, and she could see his jaw tighten.Â
âKarma must be a bitch for me to run into you.â Y/n broke the silence. His jaw bobbed as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out, just his finger shaking over the trigger. âYou gonna shoot me like I know you want to, or just stare at me and hope it does me in first?â
âShut up!â He yelled.
She closed her eyes, ready for a bullet to greet her chest, but what happened instead was a familiar voice calling over her shoulder.
âMs. Y/N?â Gabiâs voice came out small and confused for the first time. Y/nâs eyes shot open, seeing Jeanâs gun deviate slightly down.
âNo!â She screamed at Jean, positioning her body between Gabi and the gun. âYou can shoot me as many times as you want, just leave the kid alone!â Shooting a quick look over her shoulder, she spotted Colt holding a bloody mess that looked like⌠âIs that Udo?!â
âWe need to get him help.âÂ
âWell, youâre not going to get it here; you need to run as far as you can.â Y/n rushed out, keeping her eyes on Jean.
âBut Ms. Y/n-â
âGabi, listen to me for once in your damn life, get the hell out of here!â
âWho is that?â
âThat doesnât matter, please, for the love of God, go!â Finally, after beggin Colt dragged Gabi off, leaving the two standing in the alley.
âYouâre lucky I didnât shoot them.â Jeanâs voice came out collected, but she could tell he was holding it together.
âI knew you wouldnât, theyâre kids. You wouldnât kill a kid.â Y/nâs back hit a wall, and she leaned against it. âAnd youâre not going to kill me either.â
âWhat makes you so sure?â Jeanâs hand became strong on the gun again, taking a few steps closer.
âBecause if you were going to, Iâd already be dead.â Y/n stood and closed the distance between them, the barrel of the gun pressing square into her chest. âIf Iâm wrong, though, please pull the trigger. Iâm going to bleed out before you get the chance to kill me at this rate.â She nodded to her arm wound. He looked as if he was just noticing it. His gun lowered with a loud swallow.
âDamn you.â He muttered, pushing his hair back.
âYour hair looks good, grown out.â
âDonât talk to me like that.â
âLike what?â
âLike you arenât a traitor!â
âI was never a traitor to you, Jean, I only did what I had to.â
âYou had to almost kill everyone on the island?â
âI never played a hand in the killing. Iâm not a titan.â
âYou knew, though.â
âIf I could go back, I wouldnât do it again.â A small pause as the ground shook from titans fighting. âIâd pick you, Jean.â
âYou need to accept sheâs with them, Jean.â Armin pushed.
âNo no no no. Not until I see her side with them myself, Y/n is not with Reiner and Bertholdt.â
âTheyâre all from the same village up North, it makes sense.â
âShut it, Arlert, I told you Iâm not believing you, and you canât make me until she tells me herself.â
âIs this another sick lie to get me to trust you, Y/n?â
âI didnât lie the first time, I truly did love you. If anything, I still do.â She watched a small shift in expression. âAfter coming back, I was a wreck. If they wouldnât kill me, I wouldâve stayed with you a thousand times over.â
âProve it.â
âWhat?â
âCome back with me, youâd be a prisoner, but Iâd believe you.â
âYou all would kill me.â Y/n took a step back but stumbled due to the loss of blood.
âEither you come back with me or a shoot you where you stand.â His voice was cold; this time, he was serious.
The decision was made, Y/nâs non-injured arm wrapped around Jeanâs shoulders, and when she opened her eyes, she was on the floor of a blimp, next to Zeke Yeager.
Levi Ackerman x reader
Word Count: 1.1k
Summary: Things spread like wildfire through the regiment, doesnât matter if itâs true or not.
Notes: In my annual aot rewatch and reallllyyyy in a writing mood lol.
Rivals, adversaries, foes. All words the average member of the Scout Regiment would call Captain Levi and Captain Y/n. Lovers? Never in a million years. To the outside, it looked like every interaction they had with each other was physically painful, and constant defiance whenever the other spoke. Erwin never had a problem with it, so nobody else ever did either. On the inside, though, enemies were probably the furthest thing they were from one another. The real reason Erwin never told them off was that he knew it was like an old married couple bickering.
It was dinner time, so everyone was corralled into the mess hall. The higher-ups all sat at their usual table in the furthest corner from everyone else, but that didnât stop the constant talking from leaking into their space. Levi at the back-most corner, Erwin next to him, and Miche at the end. Hange took up half the bench, due to their animated way of speaking, across from Erwin and Levi, meaning Y/n was seated at the end furthest from Levi. This wasnât on purpose; it was just the way things went, and they never changed the seating arrangement. However, most people talked like it was the biggest scandal to hit the three walls.
Hange was talking about her latest experiment when she brought up Moblit, suddenly realizing he was not there. In the moments of silence, Y/n caught a part of a conversation happening behind her.
â..and they slept together years ago, but she fell in love with a civilian later, and thatâs why they hate each other.â
Y/n furrowed her eyebrows, trying to keep listening to figure out who these people were talking about.Â
âWait, but I heard she was already married, and the Captain confessed his love anyway.â A second person chimed in.
Wait..were they talking about her and Levi? She looked down at the small silver band on her ring finger. Levi could only afford one when they married, so she got it. She didnât hide it, but she wasnât going around flaunting her marriage to Levi. Her eyes flicked up to him, who was already looking at her; he was also listening to the conversation.
âNo way Captain Levi would confess his love for his coworker, I bet she married someone else to get over him. Weâve never seen her husband. What if heâs a spitting image of Captain?
Later that night, Levi entered the shared room between him and his wife. She sat at the mirror, brushing out her hair.
âDidnât realize how much people talk about us.â He said, beginning to shed his uniform. They didnât talk or see each other most days, their jobs demanding so much, so they would talk in the morning while they got ready and at night as they settled into bed. This routine suited them, they were secure but the rumors and everyone getting more bold with their theories was anxiety inducing.
âYouâd think by now at least one of them would think otherwise, but itâs the same thing. Do we really seem to hate each other?â Her shoulders slumping.
âI donât think we do,â He came over resting a firm hand on her shoulder staring at her through the mirror. He could tell she was trying to not let this bother her. âWho cares what those brats say anyways.â
The only people that knew of their true relationship were the higher ups, they were the only ones who were around when they got married. Everyone else was either dead or didnât ask when she started wearing the ring.
âItâs not that I care per se but,â She trailed off not really sure how to put this feeling into words. âI just donât want to have to profess my love to you in front of a hundred teenagers for them to even think we like each other.â Levi leaned down placing a soft kiss to her forehead.
âQuit worrying about it, youâre just making your life more difficult. Get some rest.â It sounded brash but she knew it carried no heat.
â
Y/n was working at her desk, paper stacks above her head and her pen constantly running out of ink made her feel like she was going crazy. As if she summoned him herself Levi softly opened the door carrying a tray.
âBrought tea,â He stated setting the tray down on a side table next to the sofa she kept in the corner for nights she didnât want to trek to bed. It softly calttered as he added two sugar cubes to one cup. Her order, he never forgot it. âDrink it before it goes cold.â He grabbed his cup by the rim and leaned back on the sofa.
âHow did you know I needed this?â She made her way around the desk and crossed the room, picking up her cup before popping down next to him.
âDonât ask stupid questions, you told me you had a lot to do today therefore I brought something to ease you a bit.âÂ
Her head fell until it hit his shoulder, she turned so her lips could make contact leaving a silent smooch against the cotton of his shirt. âThanksâ She mumbled into him.
Before either of them could even enjoy a sip, a head poked into her office, Kirstein. The simultaneous realization that Levi didnât shut the door was louder than whatever the hell the soldier said before seeing them. His eyes immediately stopped on them sitting there, cutting himself off mid-sentence. What a sight he must have seen, the two Captains everyone swore were enemies, cuddled up on a couch sipping tea like there wasnât a care in the world.
âWhat do you want?â Y/nâs stern voice broke Kirstein out of his trance. Neither her nor Levi moved from the position; again, they werenât in some sort of secret relationship. They were more annoyed at the moment being ruined. âDonât make me repeat myself.â
âIâŚuhm-â The kid was flabbergasted, staring at his two commanding officers who were both growing impatient. âIâll come back.â He made sure to shut the door on the way out.
He never ended up coming back, dinner time came and everyone sat at their usual seat except Hange was somewhere in Stohess with Moblit and the rest of their team, which meant the table was rather quiet. There was chit chat between Miche and Erwin, with Y/n occasionally adding in, but she couldnât help but eavesdrop once again on the table behind her.
âDid you hear Jean walked in on the Captains today?â
âLike together together, or just in the same room?â
âDoes that mean heâs her husband?!â
âCouldnât be, you think he walked in on an affair happening?â
The rumors would never stop twisting their lives to rid the possibility they were together, people believed what they wanted to believe unfortunately. At the very least though nobody could say they hated each other anymore.
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Summary: The final battle is over, but that means itâs finally time to move on.
Word Count: .5k
Notes: FINALE SPOILERS! I loved the finale guys I will not lie. This is angsty btw
It was over, it was all finally over. Vecna and the mind flayer were gone, and everyone else was still here. The best outcome possible. However, with all of this finished, that meant the world could finally start turning again, and the group could move on with their lives. With all the happiness she felt, that there was no more fear in her world, she was still full of dread. Dread because she was about to rip Steve Harringtonâs heart out.
She sat on his couch, bouncing her leg while he went to get her water. Her mind full of every possible way this conversation could go. Her thinking was interrupted when he finally came back.
âSo whatâs up?â God, he was perfect, but she knew from the start they would never end up together.
âThis is going to be a difficult conversation, and Iâm going to go ahead and say, Iâm sorry.â She fidgeted with her finger, watching Steveâs face fall somewhere between confusion and worry. He had not a single clue what she was about to say.Â
âIâm breaking up with you.â
The air went stale. That single sentence hit Steve harder than nearly falling off the radio tower. What had he done wrong? She was so amazing in his eyes, he had to be the reason. She was the one he wanted to be with forever.
âWhatâŚwhat did I do wrong?â His voice was about to break.
âOh, God. Steve, you did nothing wrong. If anything, you did everything so right, thatâs what is making this so damn hard.â She reached over, grabbing his hand to keep him from picking his cuticles.
âThen why? This is so sudden, I donât understand.â
âIâm not the one you want, Steve. I know you love me, I love you too, but in the long run, I am not the one for you.â
âBut you are, youâre the only one I want-â He argued, but she interrupted him.
âIâm leaving Hawkins.â For the second time, the air was sucked out of the room. âLook at me, you couldnât really expect me to stay here forever. I know thatâs what you want, but this isnât my place.â She let out a huff between a sigh and a laugh, âYouâll find the woman who wants six little nuggets and summer trips in an RV, but it canât be me.â
Steveâs mouth bobbed open and close trying to find another argument, but he fell flat.
âBut I love you.â
âI love you too, I always will. You are everything to me, but we have different dreams, and as much as it sucks, we canât just dance around it.â
It was silent for a long time, silent words flowing through the space.
âCan I stay over just one more night?â Her voice cracking, causing Steve to look up at her, tear welling in her eyes.
âOf course.â
That night was filled with reminiscing and tears, but also laughs and so many âI love yousâ. Their lives tomorrow were uncertain, and for the first time in a while, they wouldnât have each other, but tonight, as they held each other, there was a feeling of freedom.
Hey, so u asked for Stranger Things requests and I don't know if u write for Dimitri,but i'd like just a little blurb or hc about him as a husband/boyfriend because there is absolutly NOTHING about him on this freaking app
Sure! I've never written (or read) anything about him so I tried my best lol. I hope you enjoy xoxo
Dimitri "Enzo" Antonov HC's
Right off the bat, this man really likes to act like he doesn't care, but he remembers small things that most people wouldn't. That's what got you
If you're just dating, he'll show your picture to every other guard in that prison, but if you're married, he keeps you close to his chest.
Like, unless someone asks, they would not know he's married with a kid.
He has a smart mouth at work and is really good at turning it off at home; however, every once in a while, he'll say something snarky and earn a hit to the back of the head.
Keeps you far away from his work.
You know he works for a prison, but he will never talk about it with you, even if you ask.
Once you guys have a kid, he becomes suchhhh a dad
Think stereotypical "don't touch the thermostat" "lets go play a game of catch" "let's skedaddle"
He generally has a bad attitude but you bring out a less bad side of him (don't expect constant smiles)
If you cook for him, expect the highest praise.
You had a bad day? Your legs are in his lap, and he's giving you a massage while listening to you talk.
Lowkey flirtatious, like he says stuff that should not be flirty but somehow makes you a little hot.
Not really a PDA guy, more of a-hand on your back, guiding you through a crowd-type of guy
Will always offer his coat if you're cold (might complain a bit but ends up losing)
Summary: Steve calls in the middle of the night (a classic trope)
Word Count: 1k
Notes: I really was requests guys please i beg
Two words described the past few months in Hawkins: Cabin. Fever. Everyone was restless with the sudden military presence after the world seemingly split into four in their tiny town, whereâuntil a few years agoânothing ever happened.Â
Y/n sat on the couch in her familyâs house with dim light, reading. It was an ungodly hour, past midnight for sure, but she didnât care. Burdened with the true nature of what was actually going on in her town, her sleep schedule was the least of her worries. This was also the only time her antsy family wasnât constantly trying to figure out when they could leave.
Breaking the serene silence was a blaring ring. Her hand immediately picked the phone up off the receiver, waiting for a moment to make sure nobody woke up.
âHello?â She said in a tone, asking âwho the hell is calling at this hour?â
âHey,â Steve.
His voice was smaller than the âKing Steveâ voice he was known for, almost like he was worried he would scare her away.
âIs something wrong?â Y/n closed her book, sitting up. âYou never call me.â Steve and she were close, trauma-bonded is what she would call it. There are only so many people who have beaten a Demogorgon with a baseball bat, so yeah, Steve and she were close. There were glances every once in a while, but she never thought too mucha bout it, so this was odd.Â
âIâm sorry, I know- wait, did I wake you?â
âNo. Whatâs going on, Steve? Youâre starting to scare me a little.â
âItâs embarrassing to call like this, but I could really use some company.â There was a long silence; she almost thought he disconnected, but he cleared his throat and spoke up again. âCan you come over?â
These past few months had been rough for Steve; his parents were out of town when the lockdown began, so they werenât able to return. He had been by himself other than his days at The Squak.
âNevermind,â He started to backpedal, âYou could be pulled over for being out after curfew anyw-â She cut him off.
âIâm on my way, donât worry about it.â She hung up before he could say anything else. She quickly slung on her winter coat and grabbed her car keys before heading out. It would be difficult to drive this late without being pulled over for being out past curfew, but she took dirt roads and cut her headlights for most of the drive and made it without being seen.
Every time she pulled up to his house, she was always in awe of how massive it was. For a small town in the midwest at least. She hopped out and jogged to his door, knocking a few times and hoping he would answer quickly.Â
âYou got here fast.â He greeted, quickly providing shelter from the chill outside.
âYou sounded like you needed me here fast.â She gave him a once-over to make sure he wasnât in any physical pain. âWhatâs wrong? Seriously, stop avoiding it.â
âI told you, I just needed company. This place is too big for just me.â He was trying to brush it off.
âBullshitâ
âI have leftover pizza if youâre hungry.â Steve turned on his heels, trying to put space between the two of them. Y/n caught up and caught his elbow, forcing him to turn and face her. The once light atmosphere cracked as their eyes met. Steve bit his lip.
âYou invited me here for a reason, please, tell me.â She nearly begged.
âI keep having nightmares.â His voice was barely audible. âI canât sleep without having them, and I thought for some reason having someone else here would help.âÂ
Y/n wordlessly wrapped her arms around his middle in a hug. Obviously, they had hugged before, but something here was different, more raw. He reciprocated, and they stood in silence for a few moments.Â
âLetâs eat that pizza.â She let go first, heading toward his kitchen.
An hour passed, and she let out a loud yawn. She covered her mouth, but Steve had caught her.
âYou can go to sleep,â His head nodded toward the stairs, âYou know where my room is.â
âBut the whole point of my being here is to help you. If I go to bed, what are you going to do?â
âWatch a movie, I donât know.â He shrugged.
âIâll go to bed if you come with me.â
âReally?â he raised an eyebrow as if the idea was outlandish.
âYeah, donât tell me Steve Harrington is afraid to get in bed with a girl.â
âI try to take the girl to dinner before going to bed with her.â He went along with the bit.
âThis counts, doesnât it?â She held up a pizza crust.Â
âI suppose it does.â
Steve sat on the edge of the bed while Y/n got comfortable on the far side of the mattress. She huffed before sitting up and grabbing his shoulder, forcing him to lie down next to her.
âIf you have a bad dream, I want you to wake me up, okay?â He nodded in agreement before switching his lamp off.
There was no telling how much time had passed, but Y/n woke up to the mattress moving slightly. She cracked her eyes open to see Steve sitting up, chest heaving.
âHey,â She said softly with a hoarse voice, her hand running over his spine. âYouâre okay, Iâm here.â
âThis is so embarrassing,â He mumbled.
âNo, itâs not, Iâm the only person here, and you donât see me freaked out. We have lived through hell, literally. You can have a nightmare.â She looked towards his window, the sun starting to peek over the horizon and through the thick trees. âCome hereâ
She pried open his window and climbed out onto his roof with a small blanket. âWhat are you doing? Youâre going to fall.â He walked across the room, poking his head out to see her, perched and wrapped in the blanket.
âNot if you come out here to make sure I don't.â She opened her arm, gesturing for him to sit with her. Reluctantly, he joined her. âYou feeling better?â She asked, not looking away from the rising sun.
âYeah, thank you.âÂ
Minutes passed in silence, a comfortable one, before Steve slowly wrapped his arm around Y/nâs shoulders.
âIs this okay?â
âYeah,â She smiled. She inched closer and rested her head on the front of his shoulder. âIs this okay?â
Summary: She hears Steve talking about Nancy and has to act like she didnât.Â
Word count: .5k
Notes: angstyyy. Leave me stranger things requests, pleaseeee. Iâll write about nearly every adult character. Not proofread btw and is just a blurb written at midnight, can't promise it's great.
There was always a difference between her and Nancy Wheeler; you could tell when they stood next to each other. Nancy was so effortless, and Y/n was envious, no mal intent behind it, more a yearning to be like her. Y/n had an edge, a bite, a way people were drawn in with natural curiosity, and Steve had been very curious.Â
The moment they began their relationship, Steve had stopped the strong-man competition with Jonathon over Nancy and had become any woman's dream. He was attentive and patient, never missing a beat if there was a bump in the road. However, everything that goes up must come down.Â
Y/n sat beside Will on a couch as they listened to Robin rant about the last few shifts she and Steve had had at the video store. It was a group night, meaning everyone in the group who could show up would meet at Steveâs house just to hang out, play games, watch movies, catch up, whatever they wanted.Â
â..and then the entire pile of tapes fell on him.â Robin laughed out, finishing a story. âSpeaking of him, where is the rest of the group?â Robin took notice of the lack of people in the living room.
âIâll go look for them.â Y/n hopped up, slipping on flip flops to go check outside first.Â
She peeked out the glass door to the pool, seeing Dustin and Steve lounging on two chairs. Smiling to herself, she started the slide it open but stopped, listening to Steve talk. She tried not to eavesdrop, but hearing her name made her freeze.
âOf course I love Y/n. I have no regrets in our relationship; sheâs amazing, but Nancy is Nancy. Iâve tried for years now to say sheâs just a friend, but I canât stop thinking about âwhat ifâ. You know what I mean, man?â She didnât stick around to hear what Dustin had to say, running back through the house and finding the first room she could duck into.
She covered her mouth with her hand, afraid of what sob would come out if she didnât stop herself. Of course, he still liked Nancy; what a fool she was to think she compared. Still, a sliver of hope inside her, that was now gone, told her Steve wanted her for a reason.
She sat there forever with every thought running through her mind, breaking a sweat.Â
Finally rejoining the group, they had put on a movie, and the only open spot was next to Steve. She sank next to him as his arm reached around the back of the couch, around her.
âYou okay?â He whispered.
âYepâ
âSure, you donât want to talk?
âYeah, Iâm good, promise.âÂ
The movie finally ended, and everyone began to scatter for the night. Y/n was just about to ask Jonathon for a ride home, but Steve swooped in first. He always gave her a ride home, so she slinked to his BMW without much hesitation. The car ride was silent. Y/n felt like she was droning, so even if she wanted to talk, she couldnât muster up a sound. It wasnât awkward; they often rode in silence, so he didnât question anything.Â
She made it home finally, collapsing onto her bed with her face in her hands. How was she expected to just move on? She couldnât. She just had to forget about it, and hope things would move on eventually. Until the day came, she could let it go; she just had to act like nothing was wrong.
list of complaints iâve heard from the stranger things fandom about vol 2 and my responses
1. âi couldnât even tell jancy broke upâ
they spent 10 minutes telling each other everything they hated about each other and then called it an unproposal. what the hell else was it ??
2. âmillieâs lip filler was so distractingâ
GOD FORBID. she literally shaved her head for the role let her live and just enjoy the damn show
3. âwill would never come out in front of everyoneâ
i fear that was the whole point..open your eyes and ears and go rewatch it. VECNA WAS USING IT AGAINST HIM so he came out to everyone SO HE COULDNâT. tell me youâve never been afraid to come out without telling me
4. âthey queerbaited usâ
youâve only ever heard that word on tiktok. googles free, go search it up and come back to me. there were zero signs mike reciprocated feelings and will IS LITERALLY QUEER ?? there is no bait what are we talking about
5. âthe coming out scene was poorly writtenâ
it was written by cishet white guys OFC it was bad why did you have high expectations??
6. ânothing happened for 3 episodesâ
me when iâm blind and stupidâŚjust say you didnât understand what they were talking about and move on. SO MUCH happened and people saying this just want something to complain about
final thoughts: the vol was fine, the fandom ruined it. delusional people expected two children to make out for 4 hours and when there was actually a plot they blamed the writing and actors. youâre not watching greys anatomy for medical accuracy are you?? so stop expecting romance in a mystery thriller show.
thatâs all i think unless someone says something in the comments
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Summary: Just Finnick watching the mysterious victor in 4.
Word Count: .6k
Waves crashed, the morning after a storm was the perfect time to go to the beach. Shells on the sand, large waves, and clear skies to see the sunrise. Finnick jogged over a dune, only holding a towel as he scanned the shore for the perfect place to set it before going for his usual swim. He spotted someone elseâs belongings and already knew who they belonged to before looking out at the water to see her.
She sat elegantly on her surfboard out past the sandbar. It was the perfect morning for a surf but every morning was a good surf, Finnick had seen her out in the water nearly every day, only missing when it was raining.Â
There were only three things he truly knew about her, she had won the 63rd games, she surfed, and she lived alone in the house at the end of the village. After his win, she had been the only person who did not welcome him to the victor village or say anything to him for that matter. He had asked others about her, but all they said was that when she arrived, it was the middle of the night, so nobody helped her move in. By the time they realized she was there, she had already disappeared into the darkness that seemed to linger around the house. Nobody ever came in or out other than her, they all assumed the worst of her family and didnât ask, everyone copes differently after the games and if she chose to be alone what could they do about it?
He had seen her a few times outside the village, in the market, or at a party she was forced to go to by President Snow but she stayed away from any victor or anybody for that matter. Nobody seemed to acknowledge her at all, like she didnât exist and it seemed like she wanted it exactly like that. Mags had been her mentor for her games and apparently the only person in 4 she had ever spoken to, unfortunately, Mags couldnât tell Finnick about her. Even if she could, he would bet Mags wouldnât share without her consent. She was pure mystery and he wanted to figure her out for some reason.
He watched her effortlessly paddle to get ahead of a wave and then stand up to ride it back to the shore. He could surf but it was clear she was on a different level. She shook her hair out as she carried her board towards where her bag sat, clear she had been in the water for a while already.
âHey!â He called out, for the first time, why was he talking to her? He never did this, he probably looked like a stupid little boy right now. He had seen her every morning for this long and never said a thing, he was being so stupid.
Her head turned toward him slowly as she slung the bag over her shoulder, a subtle jut of her chin in response sent a shock through his body. She responded to him, she responded to him. He wasnât sure what else she would do but he knew he was worthy of something from the one person he knew nothing of.Â
By the time he came to, she was already walking in the other direction, down the beach closer to where her house sat. Finnick vowed to himself he would get to know the mysterious girl at the end of the street, even if she chose to be alone he didnât think anyone deserved to not have someone to rely on.
(might make this more than one part if you guys like it)