So since we’re in hiatus times until further notice, let’s play a little game called …
Now that we’ve been made aware of an episode titled ‘Lion 4: Alternate Ending’, I think it’s safe to assume we might finally learn the contents of that treasure chest inside Lion’s mane!
So the big question is … What’s inside the chest?
Reblog with your best guess (limit it to one guess, if you can!). It can be something you’ve theorized for a long time, or just something that popped in your head. It can be totally reasonable, or totally outlandish. The choice is yours!
The only prize for being correct is delicious bragging rights, as I’ll be reblogging this post from the winner once we do learn what’s in the chest.
needless to say this was not what you had in mind when you summoned a demon companion.
yeah, you got a demon in cat form.
it takes you a while to realise that’s what he is though, at first you just thought you’d botched the summoning and went on with your day.
but now this cat has been chilling in your garden for a week and it keeps trying to get in and it doesn’t have a collar or anything.
also instead of shooing when you tell it to the cat just gives you the ugliest look and that should be possible for a cat to be so expressive???
eventually you let him in though because he’s not going anywhere and it’s cold and he’s probably hungry.
and you think, fuck it, if you’re gonna be a witch you might as well have a black cat, right? why not
so you take him to the vet to make sure he’s healthy and vaccinated and he almost scratches their eyes out.
but other than that he’s a pretty chill cat, sleeps all day, pitter-patters around the house all night. lowkey loves to cuddle.
you name him suga.
he doesn’t go out much? but likes to follow you around when you go out.
or anywhere else for that matter.
but not in an obvious way like he’s not always on your heels.
most of the time he acts like he doesn’t even know you exist.
but he keeps turning up wherever you are.
included, but not limited to, on the bus, inside the library, bathhouses, at the dentist, the supermarket, and your mom’s house ?????
basically anywhere except church.
eventually you just start talking to him because it feels,,,,,,, natural.
like i said, he’s very expressive, and a lot of the time you almost feel like he’s really understanding you and to a certain degree giving you answers.
you’re starting to suspect him because honestly some of the shit this kitty gets into should be impossible.
like he once put out a fire ????? just casually spilled some water and saved your life and your house from burning down ??
keeps “accidentally” knocking your things over and has saved you from making some pretty bad magic mistakes that way.
eventually he just gets enough of your clueless ass and pulls up a wikipedia page on witches’ familiars for you to find the next time you use the computer.
it’s kinda embarrassing it took you this long to find out.
you try to communicate directly with him after that but he won’t have his sleep interrupted, refuses to “meow once for yes and twice for no”, and leaves you no other choice than to look for spells to make him talk.
yoongi has been a cat for a veeery long time, he’s grown quite comfortable and then you have to come and make him human.
a very naked human, in desperate need of a wash and a haircut.
he doesn’t like being without fur and bundles up nice and cosy immediately in his usual spot on the couch.
but also hasn’t had a bath in this form in probably centuries so he agrees to have one but you have to promise to turn him back or at least make his human form optional.
let’s not forget this also puts you in a very awkward position, trying to think of all the things you have said or done in front of yoongi when you thought he was just a cat.
things are kinda tense, to say the least.
but for the next few weeks you experiment with spells and potions in hopes of making things right again, or at least better.
after a while it becomes apparent that you are hopeless at this and yoongi helps you out reluctantly.
also because he’s having some real trouble getting used to his human form, not able to balance like before without his tail.
hilarity ensues when you work your way through a wide variety of failed attempts.
yoongi’s personal favourite being the one where he has cat ears, whiskers, and a tail, but is otherwise human.
he stays that way for a while. it’s,,,,,,,,,,,,, fine. or whatever.
also he doesn’t fit on the couch anymore, so he shares your bed, but that’s fine because he’s usually up at night.
except for when he isn’t. like in the very early mornings.
and as you gradually warm up to each other and things get less awkward, you just kind of slip into this comfortable intimacy.
and when you finally find the right potion for yoongi to shift between forms at will, things between you get easy, and playful, and flirtatious.
before you know it he’s sharing your bed all hours of the day and even night if you know what i mean wink wonk.
in the end, with yoongi’s watchful presence and sarcastic guidance you’ll grow to be an accomplished witch some day.
in the meantime you can set the house on fire and he’ll find a way to put it out, turn him into a frog and he might even forgive you some day.
in the end he’s more of a partner than a companion.
◇ pairing: jungkook | reader ◇ genre: angst ◇ word count: 3.291 ◇ warnings: none ◇ author’s note: I know I know, another soulmate au, I’m trash. :’) this is just a small story I started working on this afternoon, to get me back on track so I can start working on my bigger projects again. nevertheless, I hope you enjoy!
You don’t know when the dreams begin — but once they do, it feels like they’ve been there since you were born.
The first dream of him revolves around coffee beans. The heavy scent of the morning beverage tangles with the rich shade of chestnut hair and chocolate eyes, turning almost hazel under the glowing sunlight. You can remember a gaze, a nose and full lips turned upwards, but your mind is unable to piece it all together. The face as a whole is blurry in your mind, indistinct, frustratingly vague.
But the memory of those lips moving and pronouncing your name is remarkably sharp, and it almost fools you into believing it is not a dream, but a real memory — that the warmth accompanying his stare existed at some point in your life, that your body did feel the bedsheets tangling around your bare legs as you struggled to move closer to him. That the sound of his voice, rough and mellow, belongs to a living, breathing person and not a figment of your vivid imagination.
PLOT SUMMARY: a multichapter imagine fic where the reader is dustin’s older siblings. follows along directly with the events of season 2. she’s friends with nancy, and drama ensues. over the course of the fic we see how the reader reacts to new challenges and a new romantic interest. ( inspired by two other imagines that i literally can’t find for the life of me. )
CHAPTER SUMMARY: when Steve is forced to become face to face with the demodogs, the reader needs to face something she was dreading - just how much she worries about him.
EVA: I’m sorry we’re late! VILDE: It’s really impolite to come late now! CHRIS: Aren’t we just looking at a bus? It’s not exactly a fucking job interview. VILDE: No, but we still have to present ourselves as dependable so they can trust that we’ll pay. NOORA: But they can’t trust us … because we don’t have money. SANA: No one says anything about us not having money. VILDE: I’m thinking Sana and I are in charge of talking, and then you guys can be in the background. SANA: I think I’ll do the talking. VILDE: I can contribute! SANA: You can contribute a little. VILDE: Yeah … MARI: Hello! VILDE: Hi! What a cool bus! MARI: Yeah, I think it’ll be good. We’re a kinda behind though so it’s a fucking mess inside, but you can take a look. VILDE: Yeah! (Mari points out features inside the bus) VILDE: Holy fuck, it’s so nice. Oh my god. SANA: Is it EU-approved? MARI: Yeah, it’s approved. And all yearly fees have been paid. SANA: Does it have any economic liens? GIRL: No. MARI: No. VILDE: Are there are a lot of people coming to look at the bus? MARI: Well, we haven’t put it up anywhere because it’s important to us that we like whoever takes over the bus. So we just have another bus coming to look. VILDE: Okay. Who? EVA: The Pepsi-Max girls. INGRID: Hi! Are you here too? SARA: So this is the bus! It’s really cool. MARI: Yeah, it’s not quite done yet. We’re a bit behind schedule. SARA: Wasn’t it One Oak that had it last year? MARI: Yeah, and Vogue in 2015, so as I was telling the other girls, it’s important to us that we keep up that tradition, so that there are some cool girls taking over the bus. SARA: I get that, there are so many weird concepts and buses out there. VILDE: Yes! SARA: Now I’m not trying to sell myself here, but I feel like we’re kinda like you, like, we’re cool, normal, Norwegian party girls. SANA: And you have such an awesome name. The Pepsi-Max girls. SARA: That’s not our name anymore. VILDE: How many seats are there? MARI: Twenty-five. CHRIS: So enough room then. MARI: How many are you? VILDE: Five. SARA: We’re twenty. MARI: Yeah? Well, as I was saying, the bus is EU-approved, all the paperwork is taken care of, and the yearly fees have been paid. Do you have any questions? INGRID: Yeah, was it 310 thousand you wanted for the bus? MARI: 300. INGRID: Because we have a budget of 310, so… SANA: We’ll pay 320. MARI: Yes. Well, then you’re both interested? SANA/SARA/VILDE: Yes. MARI: Cool! We want to make a decision pretty quickly, so when do you think you could pay? SANA/SARA: Straight away. MARI: Cool. Well, if you don’t have any more questions… Bye. EVA: Hello? What the fuck just happened? SANA: We will get that bus. NOORA: We don’t have the money! SANA: I’ll fix it.
You have always hated them. There’s something about them you can’t quite decipher…
Is it because you know the weekend has come to an end and a new boring week is going to start? Is it monotony? Loneliness? Sadness? Nostalgia? You hate Sundays, but this specific Sunday, today, you can feel a heavy feeling in the back of your head.
Is it because of the cloudy sky? Or is it just you? Is it the cold weather of Seoul’s Winter? Or is it just you?
You sigh and rub your temples as you place your head in the window, the only thing separating you from the freezing glass is your grey beanie.
It has been a rough day at the hospital. Running up and down and not even stopping to have a cup of coffee. The snow has blocked some of the main roads and it has caused a few accidents. Blood, bones, people crying, more blood…
You hate Sundays. No, you hate winter Sundays.
All you want to do is arrive to your small apartment, call your mom, call your sister, have a nice bath and eat some pizza while cuddling in the sofa with your American Stanford: Pongo.
As the bus makes its way through the crowded streets of the city you moved in when you were ten, you look at the skyscrapers, the lights, the snow that covers the pavement, the people (hating Sundays as much as you do for what you can see in their faces) the cars, the streets… You would usually read a book as you always spend forty five minutes in the bus, but you finished the one Mei lend you last week and you have already read all the books you own, which are a few to say the least.
It seems like another boring ride home on another boring Sunday evening. Or at least it seems so until the bus stops.
3. ㄷ, ㅅ, ㅈ, ㅊ, ㅌ, ㅆ = T (when the word is not followed by another vowel)
ex: 곧 [go"t"] soon 숟가락 [sut-ga-rak] spoon
빗 [bi"t"] comb 꽃 [ggot] flower
빛 [bi"t"] light 끝 [ggeut] end
옷 [ot] clothing 낮 [nat] daytime
4. ㄹ = L (when word ends with ㄹ )
ex: 달 moon
if ㄹ is followed by another ㄹ = both of ㄹ is L also
5. ㅁ = M (same always)
ex: 봄 [bom] spring
밤 [bam] night, chestnut
점심 [jeom-sim] lunch
마음 [ma-eum] heart
6. ㅂ, ㅍ = short P at the final syllable
7. ㅇ = -ng
8. ㅎ = silent (when it is end of syllable followed vowel
9. ㅎ + ㄱ = K 놓고 [no- ko] put and
ㅎ + ㄷ = T 좋다 [Jo- ta] to be good
ㅎ + ㅈ = Ch 좋지 [ jo-chi]
In 앉다 , ㅈ is not pronounced (sounds like 안)
In 읽다, ㄹ is not pronounced (sounds like 익)
In 없, ㅅ is not pronounced (sounds like 업)
I made this summary about the correct reading of certain words/letters from a book I’ve read before. I hope this would be helpful to you guys and if there are some mistakes, you can just tell me and I’m going to change or edit this one.
Pairing: Peter Parker x Reader Warnings: slight swearing Word count: 1060 A/N:sorry but I’m a grade A art hoe@imaginesyes requested a first date fic and all I could think of was going to the museum and making really funny jokes also I’m sorry for the title I hate puns but I couldn’t pass up the opportunity on this so yea. Hope you guys enjoy it! I’m also tagging @hufflepuffholland bc charissa is an angel and i love her so much. If you want to request anything, feel free to drop an ask or message me!
“Are you ready to be bored to death?”
Peter let out a deep sigh and proceeded to walk toward the entrance of the museum. You giggled to yourself and quickly caught up to him. In all honesty, you were just enjoying yourself to see Peter so nervous and antsy on your first date, especially because he was taking you to the Metropolitan Museum of Art. You could tell Peter was a bit hesitant about his choice. To anyone else, it might’ve seemed like a boring first date suggestion. But you were ecstatic; it had been so long since you’ve visited the Met and you were excited to see the new exhibits.
Peter and you had just started dating last week, and today would be your first date as a couple. You’ve always had a crush on him since freshman year, and you couldn’t believe you guys were finally going out. Frankly, you were surprised that he had even asked you out at all; Peter was cute and incredibly nice, but he was also extremely shy and seemed to fumble with his words whenever he was with you. (Peter would argue that it’s because he thinks you’re so beautiful that you make his face turn deep red and cause him to freeze up whenever you’re around, but he would rather die than tell you that.)
Peter was walking you to the bus stop yesterday after school when he asked you out tonight. You were talking about some random comment Ned made in class that caused you both to laugh so hard the teacher had to reprimand you for being a distraction to class.
“I can’t believe Ned said he’d rather eat 5 pounds of sriracha than give up his limited edition collection of action figures!” You laughed to yourself.
“Well Ned’s got a lot of pride. He wouldn’t give those up for anything,” Peter chuckled.
“Tell me about it. Oh, I think my bus is here!” As you’re about to gather your things, Peter grabs your arm to stop you. You’re startled but look back at Peter and his face his red.
“Um, [Y/N]? I wanted to ask you… I-If you wanted to go on a date… With me?” He looks at you nervously.
“Peter. You’re seriously asking me if I want to go out with you on date?” you say with an incredulous look on your face.
“Of course! I would love to,” you reply.
Peter looks so relieved, you would think he just finished a marathon with the way he visibly relaxed his shoulders and loosened his grip on his shirt.
“Oh thank god,” he breathes. “U-Um, I can pick you up tomorrow at 5? I mean, not with my car, I don’t have a car. But my Aunt May can drop us off. I-If that’s okay”
You laugh and say, “Sounds like a plan. Looking forward to it, Peter.” You grab the rest of your things and get inside the bus. Peter waves goodbye, simultaneously smacking himself in the face. “Should’ve just lied about the car, damnit…” he mutters to himself.
Inside the bus, you were giddy with excitement. “My first date!” you think to yourself, clutching your bag to your chest. “I wonder where we’ll go…”
After a fun car ride with May, (Peter would disagree) you arrived at the main stairs of the Met. You were so excited to begin exploring the exhibits. Peter bought both of your tickets and handed one to you. You thanked him and started walking inside, but you stop as you notice Peter looking conflicted.
“[Y/N], I’m sorry I asked you to go to a museum on our first date… I really wanted it to be special but they’re ending the Edvard Munch exhibit today and I didn’t want to miss it. God, you must think I’m such a nerd. I’m sorry we can just - ”
You stopped him in his tracks before he started rambling. “Peter, please don’t worry about it. I’m just glad to be with you and I love getting to spend time with you,” you say and give him a big, reassuring smile. Peter blushes hard and returns your smile, staring into your eyes for a long time. After a while, you’re a little confused and ask, “Peter? Why are you staring?”
Without missing a beat, he replies, “Because I love the way you smile and it makes me so happy that you’re mine.”
Speechless, you’re immediately taken aback and your cheeks flush at an alarming rate. You turn away from him and bring your hands to your face in an attempt to hide how embarrassed you were.
“Oh my god. Oh my god I just said that out loud, holy shit,” Peter exclaims and you see the panic in his eyes.
Upon seeing the pure shock on his face, you burst out into laughter, earning a few surprised glances from strangers. Peter, all the while a mess, was wondering what was going through your head. You try to maintain your composure and wipe the tears away from the corner of your eyes. You look at Peter, who’s anxiously waiting for your response.
“I’m glad to be yours then, Peter” and your heart swells with warmth and happiness. You really did mean it; there was no other person who made you feel so loved.
Peter sighs and looks at you in awe. He couldn’t believe that such a beautiful, amazing girl like you was really his girlfriend. He smiles wide and grabs your hand, seemingly feeling a lot more confident than before. He intertwines his fingers with yours, and your heart beats faster and faster as you feel the warmth in his palms. You like the way he gives you a slight squeeze before he says, “Thank you, [Y/N]. I’m so lucky to have you.” Swiftly, he reaches over and gives you a small peck on the cheek, just inches away from the corner of your mouth.
Slightly surprised, you giggle and find yourself blushing again. Peter was full of surprises today, and you were obviously in for a lot more.
Leading you to the entrance with his hand in yours, he jokes, “Now, will you please gogh inside with me so we can get this date started?”
Short Description – In this chapter the reader sees the Demogorgon
for the first time, makes a stupid decision and almost dies.
Pairing - Steve + reader
Warnings - Swearing + Sexual remarks and scenes
(Smut – Not this chapter) + Violence + There are Season two spoilers, so if you
have not yet seen season two, don’t get mad, this is the !!!!SPOILER WARNING!!!!
(A/n) - This is my first attempt of writing an
imagine series. If you could comment at the end of this or just send me a
message to tell me if it is good and if you want to find out the readers reaction
when seeing the demodog for the first time.
Words - 2835
I DO REQUESTS!!!!! - Fandoms
mainly include: Stranger things + Supernatural + Dexter + Vampire Diaries + The
Originals + Teen Wolf + Tru Blood etc. (I do A lot more, just didn’t want to
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You sat in silence, the only noise coming from the clicking sound
the lighter made while Steve played with it, why does he have a lighter anyways,
he doesn’t smoke? It was dark outside and the air was chilly, the hole on the
top of the school bus where the emergency exit once sat letting in the cool
air. You felt sick, like you wanted to throw up, you don’t even know why. You
were just scared of what’s to come. “So, you really fought one of these things
before?” Max broke the silence, you looked at her and then over at Steve,
eagerly waiting for his response. He looked up at her, nodding slowly,
continuing to play with the lighter. “And you’re, like, totally, 100% sure it
wasn’t a bear?” She added, you smiled. Dustin was pacing around the bus, hands
in his pocket.
“Shit. Don’t be an idiot. Okay? It wasn’t a bear.” You frowned,
then remembered the false idea that Steve gave him, to pretend to not care, but
he was being a jerk right now. Max raised her eyebrows and looked at him in
surprise. You nudged Steve’s elbow, catching his attention. “You did this.” You
mumbled and wiggled your finger towards Dustin. Steve just rolled his eyes.
“Why are you even here if you don’t believe us?” Dustin added.
quiet, with the same expression on her face. “Just go home.” Dustin turned around,
facing away from her. She shook her head and stood up, “Geesh. Someone’s
cranky, past your bedtime?” She asked and started climbing the ladder we placed
inside of the bus so that it was easier to climb up to the roof. You looked up
at Dustin, he was now pacing faster, when Max was out of ear shot Steve spoke
up. “That’s good.
Just show her that you don’t care.” you huffed. “Steve, I
will literally punch you in the God dammed throat if you keep this up-” Dustin
cut you off. “I don’t.” You frowned. “You don’t what?” he rolled his eyes. “I
don’t care.” You couldn’t see Steve’s face because you were looking up at
Dustin, a little disappointed.
“Why are you winking, Steve? Stop.” Your head turned to look at
Steve, he had a smug smile on his face. “Why are you encouraging him?” you
asked, now disappointed in Steve as well. “Because that’s how a girl at that
age functions.” You turned your entire body, facing him. “That’s not how I
functioned, if someone had to talk to me like that, I would think he was a dick
and I’d probably end up not speaking to him again.” Steve shrugged, “It just
means that you’re one in a million, babe.” You couldn’t help but blush, Steve
leaned forward and quickly kissed you, before he leaned back against the side
of the bus again. “Stop being cute when I am trying to be mad at you.” Steve
Something screeched outside, and you jumped up, so did Steve and
Dustin. We all looked out of the window. “Do you see him?” Dustin asked, you
shook your head, “No.” Steve replied. “Lucas, what’s going on?” Dustin yelled
to the top of the bus. Lucas was up there with Max and he had his binoculars
with him. “Hold on!” Lucas yelled back. A wave of fear washed over your body
again. “I’ve got eyes! Ten o’clock, t-t-ten o’clock!” he yelled back at us, his
voice breaking. And that’s when you saw him, he was big, bigger than you
expected, his skin was dark and smooth, it looked kind of wet. “There.” You
mumbled, pointing with a shaking finger. “What’s he doing?” Dustin asked. “I
don’t know.” Steve answered.
Dart didn’t move, he stayed where he was.
“He’s not taking the bate, why is he not taking the bate?” You
questioned anxiously. “Maybe he’s not hungry.” “Maybe he’s sick of cow.” You
turned your head slightly to stare at Steve, “Now is not the time to be making
jokes.” You hissed. Suddenly Steve pushed himself away from the window of the
bus, he thought for a moment and then turned towards the door. “Steve? Steve,
what are you doing?” You questioned, frantic, this was not a part of the plan. Steve
grabbed his bat. “Steve?” You said again, he didn’t answer you. Steve was
breathing heavily, you hurried over to him.
He held up his hand with the
lighter in it, “Just get ready.” He said and handed the lighter to you. You
shook your head, Steve leaned in and kissed you quickly before exiting through
the bus door. “Steve!” You protested but he ignored you. “I’m gonna throw up.”
You mumbled as your stomach turned. “(Y/n), get a grip on yourself!” Dustin
hissed. “We can’t send him out there to die!” You hissed back. You looked
around you and grabbed the metal bat out of Steve’s bag. “Son of a bitch, now
you want to get yourself killed?” Dustin tried to grab the bat out of your
hand, but you pushed him away slightly. You stuffed the lighter in to his hand
and then jumped off the bus. “Fuck.” You mumbled as you tripped over something,
almost falling on your face.
Steve’s head snapped around to glare at you. “So help me Jesus,
you better get back on that bus, (Y/n).” Steve sounded extra mad, but you
ignored him. You scanned the premises around you, searching for Dart. You heard
chittering and weird noises all around you, but you couldn’t see anything
because it was misty and very dark. You raised your bat higher, ready to swing
at anything. At least you knew how to hold the bat steady.
“You’re going to get
us killed.” Steve whisper yelled at you. “You’re going to get yourself killed!”
You didn’t see Dart anywhere, so you whistled, trying to lead him to you. “Come
on, buddy.” Steve decided to join you. “Human tastes better than cat, I
promise.” You called. You were right beside Steve. And then finally you saw
him, it was a terrible looking creature. You and Steve both eyed him. “You go
that way, I’ll go this way.” You mentioned splitting up. “No, we stay
together.” Steve insisted. “Steve, (Y/n)! Watch out!” Lucas called from the top
of the bus, you wiped your head around and saw two more Dart’s. “Dart’s got
siblings!” You yelled out to no one in particular. “Guys!” Dustin yelled from inside
of the bus, suddenly the school bus doors flew open, exposing a panic-stricken
Dustin. “Abort, abort!” He screamed.
Just when he screamed that, one of the Dart’s leaped towards you.
You shrieked and ducked, it missed. The one behind it leaped as well, you
gripped the bat and swung at its head. The sound that the impact made was
terrible, the metal connecting right to the skull. You turned around, seeing
three Demogorgon’s surrounding Steve. “Motherfuckers!” You cried out, running
towards Steve, bat raised, taking aim. He looked more scared of you than he did of Dart. You ran to the
Demogorgon in front of Steve and connected the bat to his head as well. “Duck!”
Steve yelled and you instantly obeyed.
When you dropped to the floor, Steve’s
spiked bat connected to the monster and blood sprayed everywhere. “What the…
what the fuck!” you yelled, aggressively wiping at the blood that sprayed on
your face. When you looked down at your hand you gagged, you hated blood.
“(Y/n)!” Steve yelled, drawing your attention. “Run!” You obeyed him again,
running as fast as your legs could take you, but suddenly something tackled you
from the side. You felt the air leave your lungs from the hard impact. When you
hit the floor, you fell head first. A grunt escaped you, but you managed to
hold a distance between you and the thing using your bat as a defence.
Someone called your name, but you didn’t dare focus on anything
else except keeping this thing from eating your face. Suddenly Steve’s bat connected
to the side of its body and a hand dragged you up and away from the Demogorgon.
Your vision blurred as you ran to the bus, but somehow you managed to make it
in safely, Steve dived in behind you and Dustin instantly closed the doors.
scooted away from the door as the Demogorgon slammed into the door. Steve moved
as well, which caused him to sit half on top of you, protecting your body from
the Demogorgon if it had to break through the door. Everyone was screaming as
Dart repeatedly slammed it’s body against the door, trying to break in. “Shit!”
Dustin cussed beside you, you felt your eyes water and something wet on the
side of your face. “Are they rabid or something?” Max yelled.
Steve grabbed a
piece of metal and held it to the door, you leaped forward and helped him.
“They can’t get it! They can’t!” Lucas yelled.
Steve pushed his back to the chair behind him and with his legs he held
the metal in place. Suddenly the bus shifted and moved out of its previous position,
causing the gang to scream in terror again. Then suddenly it was quiet, for a
fraction of a second Steve loosened his grip giving the monster an opportunity
to break though the threshold.
“Shit!” Dustin yelled. “Everyone go!” Steve commanded as he swung
his bat down, hitting the thing on the head. “Is anyone there?! Mike?! Will?!
God? Anyone!?” Dustin screamed into his talking device. “We’re at the old
junkyard, and we’re going to die!” He added. You froze as you watched Steve
hitting the one on the front, then suddenly one jumped on the roof, making
dents in the metal as it approached forward. You looked up in horror, realising
that you were right underneath the emergency exit on the roof. It growled at
you and you started screaming.
“Out of the way! Out of the way!” Steve yelled,
sweeping in like your knight in stiffening hairspray. “You want some? Come get
this!” Steve held his bat up to it, threatening it, his voice was deep, and you
could here he was scared. The Demogorgon screeched, it’s face opening exposing
rows of sharp teeth, you screamed again. Suddenly it stopped and looked away,
growling it jumped off the roof and ran away with the rest of the pack. You
could hear them growling in the distance.
Everyone was silent, you saw Max grip on to Lucas’s hand, letting
it go once they realised what they were doing. Without warning you burst out
laughing, it was a deep, hearty laugh. “(Y/n)!” Steve yelled at you, you just
couldn’t help it. “I’m sorry, when I’m stressed I laugh.” You said, in between
a fit of laughter. “What the fuck just fucking happened!” You yelled, still
laughing. “I think she’s having a panic attack.” Steve said and approached you.
You slapped his hand away when he reached for your face, even though you didn’t
mean to. He didn’t think much of it as he pulled you in for a tight hug, you
don’t know what it was, maybe his scent, or his hand on your back, but it made
you feel better. “You’re okay.” He mumbled in to your hair. “They’re not here
anymore.” Lucas said, looking through the window.
“What. Happened?” You asked, feeling out of breath. “I don’t
know.” Max said. “Maybe Steve scared them off?” Dustin suggested. Steve pulled
away from you, but kept his hand on the small of your back. “No.” Steve shook
his head. “They’re going somewhere.” He said. “Of course they are, otherwise
they would still be here trying to snack on us.” You said, feeling a bit better,
the panic attack slowly fading. You looked down at your body, you were covered
in blood. “Son of a bitch.” You mumbled. “I have a clean shirt for you in the
trunk of my car.” You shook your head, “That’s way out at the train track, I’m
okay.” You said, shaking your head at his offer, but at the same time trying
not to think about the blood on your shirt.
“We have to go back there anyways.”
Steve said, dangling his keys in front of your face. “Aren’t we going to go
look for them?” You asked. “Where?” Steve snapped, irritated. “If you have a
good place to start looking, then be my guest.” You stared at him blankly.
“Ease up, man.” Dustin commented, coming to your defence. “She almost got
herself killed out there! And now she wants to go look for the things?”
You just stayed quiet. “Let’s just go.” Steve grumbled, all of you
followed behind him. You stayed back a little to walk at the back of the tween
group, Steve leading it. Five minutes in to the walk, Steve stopped and let the
kids past him. He fell in to step with you. “Look I’m sorry for lashing out at
you.” Steve said softly. “You just gave me a fright, I thought I was going to
lose you.” He didn’t look at you, so you grabbed his hand. “I thought I was
going to lose you when you just decided to put yourself on the menu for Dart to
The kids were obviously close enough to hear you, so Lucas turned around
slightly and then back at Dustin. “You’re positive that was Dart, right?” He
questioned. “Yes. He had the same exact yellow pattern on his butt.” Dustin
answered. “But he was tiny two days ago?” Max argued. “Well he’s moulted three
times already” Dustin informed all of you. “You mean malted?” Steve asked,
Dustin shook his head. “Moulted.” He corrected Steve, who was trying to correct
him. “That means he shed his skin to make room for growth, like hornworms.” You
explained. “When’s he gonna moult again?” Max asked, you shrugged. Its not like
you were an expert on Demogorgon’s all of a sudden, just because you knew what
the word ‘moulted’ stood for. “It’s gotta be soon.” Dustin answered.
“When he does he’ll be fully grown, or close to it.” He added.
“And so will it’s friends.” You looked around you. “Yeah, and he’s gonna eat a
lot more than just cats.” You said. Lucas suddenly stopped all of you. “Wait, a
cat?” he questioned. “Dart ate a cat?” He asked. Dustin shook his head. “No,
what? No.” He denied it and you frowned. “What are you talking about? He ate
Mews?” Steve said next to you and you elbowed him in the ribs. Clearly Dustin didn’t
want Lucas to know. Steve looked down at you confused.
“Mews? Who’s Mews?” Max
questioned. “It’s Dustin’s cat.” He stated. “Steve!” you and Dustin exclaimed
at the same time. “I knew it!” Lucas
said and shoved Dustin, “You kept him!” you sighed and massaged your temples,
closing your eyes. Only then did you feel the throbbing pain on the side of
your skull, and the boys screaming at each other did not help. “No! No. No, I..
No, I…” Dustin struggled to find the words. “He missed me, he wanted to come
home.” He finally admitted. “Bullshit!” Lucas exclaimed. “I didn’t know he was
a Demogorgon, okay?” Dustin defended himself. “Oh, so now you admit it?” “Guys,
who cares? We have to go.” You piped in.
“I care!” Lucas turned towards you and pointed at himself, then he
turned towards Dustin, pointing a finger at him. “You put the party in jeopardy! You
broke the rule of law!” Dustin got visibly mad. “So did you!” He yelled
back. “What?” Lucas asked. “You told a stranger the truth.” Dustin said and
flashed the light in his hands at Max’s face. Max scoffed, “A stranger?” She
questioned, walking closer to him. “You wanted to tell her too!” Lucas yelled. “But
I didn’t, Lucas, okay?” your head snapped towards the woods when you heard a
screeching noise, Steve did the same.
“I didn’t tell her!” Dustin added, still
yelling at his friend. “We both broke the rule of law, okay? So, we’re even. We’re
even!” You stepped away from the group, listening for more sounds, but the
tweens arguing muffled the sound of the Demogorgon. “No, no! We’re not even. Don’t
even try that. Your stupid pet could’ve ate us for dinner!” You felt Steve next
to you. “That was not my fault!” Dustin defended himself. “Guys?” Steve called.
“He wasn’t gonna eat us!” They didn’t hear you. “Oh, so he was crawling to come
say hello?” Lucas asked sarcastically, Steve turned around. “Guys!” He screamed loudly,
catching their attention.
Something screeched again.
Steve moved towards the sound,
into the woods without any warning. The two tween boys following behind,
leaving you standing there with Max. “No, no, no! Hey, guys, why are you moving
towards the sound?” You questioned. They ignored you, you really considered
grabbing Max and getting da fack out of there, but you couldn’t leave Steve.
go, kid.” You said, Max following you into the woods.
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Welcome to Bus 142, also known as the “Magic Bus”. This is where Chris McCandless spent his final few months here on earth. Chris didn’t see this bus as a trashy hunk of metal. He saw it as shelter, as warmth, as a safe sanctuary, as a home.
You can see in some of the pictures, a few items have gone missing. The steering wheel, cabinet doors, pieces of the actual bus itself, and keepsakes people have left there while visiting.
I, along with many other Into The Wild aficionados, Chris’s family and friends, ask that if you ever get the amazing opportunity to hike the Stampede Trail up to the Magic Bus, that you please respect the Bus and everything that comes along with it. Please DO NOT take anything left in the bus, or any part of the bus itself. If you’d like to leave your own little keepsake, do so. I think it’s great when people leave something special up there to dedicate to the bus.
Lastly, this bus is an amazing tribute to Chris. A place people can go to feel a connection with him and take a step inside his world. If you decide to camp out up there, please take your trash with you. And if you see any other trash that has been left behind by previous explorers… collecting that as well would pay great respect for the bus as well as Chris.
Enjoy the bus! It’s an incredible place with an amazing story.
A few months ago I noticed that metrobus had a brand new bus that looks really cool and I really wanted to get in it but it was always running some other route so I never got the chance. But today I decided to wait a few extra minutes and get the route 15 home instead of the 10 and by some miracle it’s the one!!! right now I am finally sitting inside the new bus and everything about the inside is exactly the same but regardless I’m still very excited