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Can you do Millie Bobby Brown for me please?

(This was a bit difficult because after reciving this request I realised that people change clothes so I decided to do a kind of overall thing. I hope you like it though!)

Okay, let's dive into a fashion analysis of Millie Bobby Brown! She's evolved a lot over the years, and has developed a distinct style that's both youthful and sophisticated. Here's a breakdown of her fashion choices:

Overall Style Evolution:Early Days (Stranger Things Launch): Millie's initial style was very much influenced by her age and the "Stranger Things" promotions. We saw a lot of age-appropriate looks – think dresses, sneakers, and fun prints. This was a time of experimenting and finding her footing in the public eye.

Teen Years (Growing Up in the Spotlight): As she grew, her style became more refined and sophisticated. She started incorporating more high-fashion elements and began to experiment with different silhouettes, colors, and textures. We saw a move towards more structured pieces and a more mature aesthetic.

Present (Young Adult): Millie's current style is a blend of youthful energy and classic elegance. She's not afraid to take risks but also knows how to pull off timeless and chic looks. She's often seen in tailored outfits, feminine dresses, and elevated casual wear.

Key Elements of Millie Bobby Brown's Style and Breakdown:

Balance of Youthfulness and Sophistication: She strikes a great balance between age-appropriate pieces and high-fashion trends. She can rock a dress, but also look incredibly chic in a tailored suit.

Tailoring and Fit: Millie clearly understands the importance of fit. Whether it's a suit, a dress, or even jeans, her clothing is almost always tailored to flatter her figure. This is a key element in her elevated style.

Color Palette: Her color palette ranges from bold hues to soft pastels and classic neutrals. She doesn't shy away from bright colors, but also incorporates softer tones and monochrome looks effectively.

Prints and Textures: She's not afraid to experiment with prints, such as florals, polka dots, and abstract patterns. She also incorporates interesting textures like velvet, satin, and leather into her looks.

Comfort and Confidence: Regardless of the outfit, Millie always seems comfortable and confident in what she's wearing. This is a crucial element that elevates her style further.

Accessories as a Statement: She uses accessories strategically, often opting for delicate jewelry, statement handbags, and stylish shoes. She knows how to use accessories to elevate and personalize her looks.

Red Carpet Glamour: On red carpets, she often goes for glamorous gowns, often incorporating intricate details, high slits, or interesting silhouettes. She's consistently a stunning presence at events.

Street Style: Her street style is a mix of comfortable and trendy. She's often seen in relaxed jeans, stylish trainers or boots, and comfortable sweaters or jackets.

Strengths of Her Style:

Versatility: She's incredibly versatile and can pull off a wide range of styles, from casual to glam.

Confidence: Her confidence shines through in her fashion choices, making her look effortlessly chic.

Growth and Evolution: Her style is continuously evolving, which keeps things interesting and fresh. She doesn't stay in one particular aesthetic.

Areas for Potential Development (Although, she's doing great!):

Further Experimentation: While she experiments, there's always room to push boundaries creatively and delve deeper into avant-garde or unique looks.

Sustainable Choices: If she continues to leverage her platform, she could actively advocate for sustainable and ethical fashion practices, further solidifying her role as a responsible style icon.

In conclusion: Millie Bobby Brown has developed a truly impressive sense of style. She demonstrates a great understanding of her own body, silhouette, and personal preferences. Her ability to effortlessly blend youthful energy with sophisticated elegance makes her a true fashion icon for her generation.

AHHHH MY FAVOURITE KETCHUP AND MUSTARD DUO

My name is Ketchup!

And my name is Mustard!

Together we’re Ketchup and Mustard!

“I am what I am cause you trained me” 🥀. I just realized I haven’t posted any Stranger Things art yet. I’ve been watching this show with my mom since season 2 came out. I was only 11 so in a way I feel like I’ve grown up with these characters and I think that’s pretty special! This show is also special to me because both me and my mom love it, so it’s sort of a mother-daughter bonding thing for us.

I also realized this is the second drawing I’ve done recently with lyrics from the “The Tortured Poet’s Department” album so that’s kinda cool. I love connecting songs to my favourite characters and have been really into that album recently so that’s probably why, haha. I thought “Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me?” was absolutely perfect for El. I’m sure if you’ve listened to the song and watched Stranger Things you’ll understand why ❤️‍🩹

Sometimes I wish that the Duffers hadn’t managed to cast an amazing group of actors for ST so that it would be easier to see how abysmal at worst and mediocre at best the show really is.

Literally all of the most beloved moments, lines, and changes to characters/storylines are due to the actors’ improvisations and suggestions.

send asks!

let’s talk about stranger things season 3 if you want :) even if you’re not finished or just started.

the definition of “deserved better”

!!stranger things 3 spoilers!!

“i dump your ass”

— jane “eleven” hopper

Girls Like Girls

A sillie (millie bobby brown x sadie sink) oneshot!

INSPIRED BY Girls Like Girls by Hayley Kiyoko !

Disclaimer: This contains some homophobic slurs and a little violence. If you do not support the lgbtq+ community, please leave. Thxs.

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The wind blew softly as the brunette pedaled her bike along the uneven street of Indiana. Her hands gripping the handle bars tightly, careful not to ride over sharp rocks. As expected, her small yellow house came into view. Millie noticed that there were no cars in the driveway. Typical. Her parents were never home. Millie practically raised herself.

Pedaling into her driveway, Millie hopped off of her vintage looking bike and walked it to the side of her house, using her covered toes to push the kick stand down. The brunette started to make her way into the house, before she heard a voice call out her name.

"Hey, Mills!"

Whipping her head around, Millie noticed the familiar red head walking onto her lawn, making her insides tingle with erupting butterflies.

"Sadie", Millie gave her a light smile as she pushed a strand of hair behind her ear.

Millie had always had a crush on her neighbor Sadie. They had known each other for nearly half of their lives. Millie could recall the day where she first moved to America and she needed help carrying boxes into the house because her parents ran off to an emergency meeting somewhere. Sadie was there to help and Millie swore that the first time she laid eyes on the blue eyed, freckled girl, she was intrigued.

"-maybe we could go together?"

Millie snapped out of her trance, staring at Sadie in pure confusion. "I'm sorry, what?"

Sadie playfully rolled her eyes, "I said that Caleb is throwing a party tomorrow. Maybe we could go together?"

Millie's face dropped at the sound of Caleb's name. Caleb was Sadie's boyfriend...well, he made it clear that if anyone touched her, they would surely get sucker punched in the face. Millie hated him. He made Sadie cry all the time, leaving Millie to comfort her. Millie even questioned Sadie about why she even associated herself with him, but the answer was the same every time: I don't know.

"Caleb's a dick, Sadie. No way, I'm not going", Millie shook her head as Sadie pouted, taking a step forward.

"Please? I know he's a dick, but I don't want to go alone...", Sadie pleaded with her soft blue eyes, making Millie look away momentarily. "We can leave as soon as you feel uncomfortable, okay?"

Millie bit the inside of her cheek and nodded lightly, "Okay."

Sadie smiled and placed a friendly kiss on Millie's cheek, causing the brunette to freeze up.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Mills", Sadie winked as she walked back over to her house.

Millie lifted her hand and used her thumb to caress over the spot where Sadie's lips once touched. A smile laid on her lips as she slowly opened the door to her empty house and walked in.

-

Millie shut the door to her locker after she placed her books inside. She walked through the crowds of people, trying not to get stomped on by the giant seniors who passed her. In the distance, she noticed her other friend Lilia who was just walking out of the bathroom.

"Lil!", Millie jogged up to the blonde, waving. "Hey."

Lilia smiled, "Hi, Millie. I was just about to head to lunch."

"Same", Millie said before she let out a chuckle. "Let's go before someone steals our table again."

Lilia nodded as they began to walk towards the cafeteria. They were early so not a lot of people were really in there. The two sat down at their regular spot which was behind where Sadie sits...with Caleb and his friends.

"Caleb's throwing a party and Sadie wants me to go", Millie sighed.

"Then don't go.", Lilia said, using her elbows to lean her upper body on the table.

Millie shook her head, "But, she begged me. And besides, I don't want her alone with Caleb. Anything could go wrong and I'll end up with her crying in my arms at three in the morning again."

Lilia raised her eyebrow, "Not that you'd mind that..."

Millie nudged Lilia's arm, "Shut up!"

Lilia was the only one who knew about Millie's secret crush on Sadie. When Lilia found out by accident, Millie made Lilia swear that she'd never say a word to anyone, and of course, Lilia would never break that promise.

"Millie, you have to tell her someday", Lilia said. "You can't keep your feelings hidden like this."

"I-I know...", Millie gulped, looking down at the table. Her fingers picked at the chipped paint that was falling off the edge. "What if she doesn't like me back? Or what if she isn't even into girls!"

Placing a hand on Millie's, Lilia sent her a weak smile. "If she doesn't like you back then she isn't worth it. There's more people out there, Millie."

"But-"

The sound of Caleb and his obnoxious friends filled the air, causing Millie to turn around and stop talking. She noticed the group making their way to their table, which was behind Millie's and Lilia's. Sadie walked aside Caleb, holding his hand. Millie clenched her jaw and looked away, meeting Lilia's eyes.

"They're not even officially together", Millie scoffed under her breath, crossing her arms. "He treats her like shit and she still hangs out with him."

Millie was red. Her eyebrows furred in pure annoyance and her fists clenched.

"We could skip the next few periods.", Lilia offered. "Lets go eat lunch somewhere else."

Millie nodded and pushed herself out of her chair. She looked back at Sadie who was laughing with Caleb and his friends, his arms secured around her waist. With a shake of her head, Millie walked out with Lilia following behind her.

-

"Mills, come on! Try it!", Sadie laughed out, showing her white teeth as she tried to persuade Millie to put on make up. The two sat down on Sadie's bed, their legs crossed and hanging off of the bed.

"Ew, I hate make up. You know that", Millie cringed at the lipstick as she pushed Sadie's hand away.

"Just this one time, okay?", Sadie said, picking up another lip stick color and examining it. "This one is good. It compliments your eyes."

Millie tried to hide her blush, but it was no use. "Fine."

Sadie smiled in triumph.

"But, I'm taking it off right after-"

"Shush, stop talking", Sadie held her finger up to Millie's lips. Millie playfully rolled her eyes. "Now pucker up."

Millie obeyed and puckered her lips. Sadie took the top off of the nude colored lip stick and held the stick up to Millie's lips, applying the sticky substance. It fell silent, but it was a comfortable silence...at least for Sadie.

Millie didn't dare to look Sadie in the eyes. Her brown eyes flickered to anything else. Sadie noticed, letting out a chuckle.

"Stop being so awkward."

"I'm not."

"Yes, you are."

"No, I'm not."

"Then, just look me in the eyes", Sadie put the lipstick back. "It's not that hard."

Millie sighed, her eyes slowly making their way over to Sadie's face. Her breathing slowed once her brown eyes reached Sadie's sparkly blue eyes, admiring her freckles that were lightly scattered on her face.

The atmosphere changed. The air was much thicker, causing Millie to have an even harder time breathing. Sadie looked down to Millie's colored lips momentarily, before she adverted her eyes to Millie's eyes again. They both slowly leaned forward until their lips nearly ghosted each other's. Millie started to close her eyes, but the sound of knocking on the door made them both jump back, Millie nearly flying off the bed.

"Sadie? Millie? What'd I tell you about closed doors?", Sadie's mom voice rang out in annoyance.

Sadie awkwardly coughed, "Sorry mom. I'll open it."

Millie got up from Sadie's bed and rushed over to the connected bathroom. She ran the sink water and splashed water on her lips, using a paper towel to attempt to wipe the lipstick off. After most of it came off, she turned off the water and threw away her towel, rushing back into the room to retrieve her belongings.

"I-I should head home. My mom is probably almost done with dinner and if I'm late, she'll yell at me and then I'll probably get-"

"I get it." Sadie cleared her throat.

Millie tried to search for any sign of emotion on Sadie's face, but there was nothing. "okay..."

Sadie was the one to not look at Millie this time.

"I'll see you tomorrow I guess", Millie muttered as she lifted her hand and twisted the door knob. Sadie didn't say anything, instead the nodded.

And without another word, Millie left, leaving Sadie to drown in her own world of thoughts.

-

Millie shook her head, snapping out of her thoughts. It's been almost a month since that happened. Sadie never spoke of it again, even though Millie wanted to talk about it. Every time Millie brought it up, or at least tried to, Sadie would act clueless and immediately change the subject. Millie needed to know something...like how Sadie felt. Was it a mistake? Did Sadie even like Millie in that way?

"Who am I kidding? She probably doesn't even like girls.", Millie muttered to herself as she flipped through the clothes in there closet.

Today was Caleb's party and Millie was dreading the thought of the smell of beer lingering in the air while people a bunch of people grinded against each other, drunk off their asses. Millie was definitely not the party type. Sadie knew that.

Millie ended up picking a plain t-shirt with jeans and converses, choosing a cardigan to top it off. She left her hair the way it was, not wanting to deal with it at the moment.

Millie picked up her phone and checked the time. The party started nearly a half an hour ago. After she shut off her lights, she jogged down the stairs, noticing her mom in the living room. She raised her eyebrows. Usually, her mom would be furiously working in her office or out on buisness trips with Millie's father.

"Hey, mum", Millie said. "I'm going out with Sadie. I'll be back before eleven."

"Okay", Millie's mom shrugged, keeping her eyes on the television show.

Millie slightly frowned before she turned on her feet and headed towards the front door. A cool breeze hit her face as she walked out of her house and grabbed her bike and hopped on, pedaling onto the sidewalk. Thankfully, Caleb's house was only a few blocks down so it only took Millie two minutes to reach the house.

A bunch of people were crowded outside of the house with red Solo cups in their hands, filled with only god knows what. Music blasted through the house. Millie was surprised that no cops showed up yet. With a deep sigh, Millie pulled the kick stand down and began to walk up to the house, avoiding as many people as possible.

Once Millie barely made it through the door, she started to look for Sadie. It was fairly easy since her red hair usually stood out to Millie anywhere. Pushing her way into the living room area, Millie found Sadie next to Caleb, dancing in front of everyone as a band preformed next to her. She recognized the lead singer, Finn Wolfhard. He was one of Caleb's friends.

"Sads!", Millie yelled over the music, making Sadie turn around with a smile.

"Mills, you came!", The redhead smiled, dancing her way over to Millie.

Millie's eyes crinkled as she laughed. "You're embarrassing yourself."

"Then be embarrassing with me", Sadie grabbed Millie's hands and started to sway their arms in different directions.

"Sadie!", Millie giggled, trying to stop the girl, but a pair of arms wrapped themselves around Sadie's waist. Sadie squealed and let go of Millie, turning around to face the person.

"Caleb, what the hell?", Sadie smacked his arm.

"Come on, dance with me.", He slurred, obviously in a drunken state. He started to move their bodies together, making Millie look away.

"No, get off.", Sadie shifted her body, trying to squeeze herself out of his hold. Caleb didn't listen.

Millie, on the other hand, was a ticking bomb about to go off.

"She said get off, asshole.", Millie growled, her accent more prominent then before.

Caleb raised his eyebrows and held his hands up in defense. "Don't go crazy on me, brit.'

"I'm going to get some air", Sadie ruffled her hair with a sigh, walking towards the back patio.

Millie puffed, debating whether she should follow her or not. Instead, Millie headed into the kitchen, hoping that Caleb had anything to drink besides alcohol.

To Millie's surprise, she found a jug of orange juice. She pulled it out and poured herself some in a red solo cup, taking a big sip.

"Didn't know that you had the taste for alcohol"

Millie looked up and noticed Finn leaning on the door. She furred her eyebrows in confusion before she looked down at her cup, then the vodka bottle that happened to be next to her.

"No,no,no", Millie shook her head. "It's actually orange juice. I don't drink"

Finn snickered and walked over to the bottle, taking a swing. "I figured."

Millie awkwardly shifted on her feet, "I like your band..."

"Everyone does", Finn said in an obvious tone.

Millie set her cup down as she noticed Finn getting closer. "Finn, I-"

"Has anyone told you how pretty you are?", Finn ignored her.

Millie stepped back. "No, but-"

"Well, I think you are...", Finn ran his fingers along Millie's arm, but Millie moved away. "We should-"

"You're not my type!", Millie blurted out.

"Then what is your type?", Finn asked.

"Not you", Millie pushed her way past him.

"Oh, come on", Finn grabbed Millie's arm, but Millie pushed him away.

"I'm not into boys, okay?!", Millie yelled at him, making his eyes widen.

Before Finn could respond, Millie ran out. Trying to get her way through the crowd of people again. She needed to get out. Looking towards her left, she found the backyard patio, rushing to it. Millie slid the door open and stepped out.

She didn't notice anyone else out there until she saw Sadie sitting on the edge of the pool, swinging her feet back and forth in the clear water.

Without speaking, Millie quietly sat down next to her. Sadie looked over and gave her a weak smile, scooting her body closer to her.

It was a comfortable silence. They both tuned out the muffled sound of the music coming from inside, and instead focused on the obnoxious sound of crickets and a near by airplane passing above them.

"Sorry, I made you come here", Sadie spoke up. "I know how much you hate parties."

Millie shrugged, "It's okay."

"And I'm sorry about earlier...", Sadie drifted off. "About Caleb."

"Don't apologize for that. He's an ass", Millie clenched her jaw. Sadie noticed and placed her hand on top of Millie's.

Millie looked down at their hands and her heart skipped a beat. Without even thinking, Millie entwined their fingers together. Sadie didn't mind it, though. She added onto the fire by placing her head on Millie's shoulder. Millie tensed up, but immediately relaxed.

"I'm glad you're my best friend, Mills", Sadie whispered against Millie's shoulder.

Millie's lips lifted up in a smile. "Me too, sads."

Sadie shifted her head so that she could look at Millie. Their faces were so close that Millie could feel Sadie's breath of the side of her cheek. Not knowing how close they were, Millie turned her head, her eyes widening. It was deja vu all over again. Sadie's lips parted as she started to slowly lean in. Millie braced herself, wetting her lips, until she felt a hard tug on her head. The side of her face meeting the concrete.

"What the fuck?!", Caleb screamed out.

Sadie abruptly stood up looking at Millie who was groaning on the ground. She was about to go check on her but Caleb shoved her back.

"I fucking knew it! You've been kissing this fag behind my back? I guess everyone was right when they were calling you a slut-"

Millie couldn't make out the rest of it, the ringing in her ears getting worse. She touched the side of her face, wincing. She could already feel the blood dripping down her face. Finally, she used her weak arms to push herself up. Caleb was still yelling at Sadie, who had tears running down her face.

Sadie's blue, glossy eyes stare into Millie's, her mouth ajar while Caleb kept shoving her shoulders, yelling insults. The truth was: Sadie didn't even care about the words that were coming out of Caleb's mouth. Her main focus was the injured brunette standing behind him. Sadie was angry at Caleb--no, angry couldn't even reach the level of hatred that she felt right now. Her teeth bit harshly on her lip, trying to hold back sobs that dared to come out.

Millie mustered up all the strength she had and balled her fist up, connecting it with the side of Caleb's face. He fell down with a gasp.

Millie was erratic. Her breathing was uneven as she let out a cry, throwing another punch towards Caleb...and another...and three more.

"Millie stop!", Sadie wrapped her arms around Millie and pulled her off.

Sadie engulfed her in a tight hug. "Millie, I'm so, so sorry. Are you ok-"

Millie crashed their lips together, the taste of salty tears didn't bother either of them. It was as if everything stopped. Nothing else mattered at the moment. Sadie caressed Millie's face as if it could break, tilting her head so that she could deepen the kiss even further. Millie smiled through her tears and ignored the throbbing pain on the side of her head, using her arms to loosely wrap it around Sadie's neck. They both could have stayed like his forever, in each other's arms, but the need for air overcame them.

Millie breathed heavily as she pulled away, staring into Sadie's glossy eyes.

"I love you"

Sadie pulled their bodies even closer, their foreheads touching. "I love you, too."

"I always have...", Millie added.

"I know. Me too"

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this was originally written on my wattpad about a year ago, but I wanted to post it on here as well.

# Gilded Lily

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Stranger Things Fanfiction

☆ hyunjulovebot, 2025 ⋆

| CIRCA NOVEMBER 8TH, 1983

Stranger Things S1

II. The Party of a Lifetime

THE SLAMMING OF a locker startled Josie out of her trance, she had been staring at the stuff carved into the smooth metal of her own locker. It appeared someone was trying to spread rumors, the carving read; “J+J”. There are many people with J names at Hawkins High School, but because it was on her locker and that she hangs out with Jonathan the most, she guessed it was about her and Jonathan. She ran her hands over the rigid lifted engravement, she sighed in exasperation. She couldn’t even wipe it off so she was just going to have to deal with everyone seeing it. She balled up her fist and hit it against the locker gently. The sound of it was completely drowned out by the crowd of students around her clamoring and blabbering on.

She turned the locker lock, it was almost second-nature at this point. She had memorized the combination by the second week of school last year. She pressed the little button that released the locking mechanism and the door clicked open. Josie jammed her backpack into the small space, unzipping it to take out the books she would need for the day. Once she held those under her arm, she closed the locker, leaning her head back against it.

That is when she spotted Nancy and Barbara talking to one another, Josie pushed herself up from the locker and strode over to the duo. She had a pep in her step as she crossed the crowded hallway. She waved, more toward Barbara than Nancy, once she arrived. “Hey Barb!” She smiled softly.

The red-haired girl turned toward Josie, she held onto books in her right arm, holding them tightly to her chest. Nancy stood with her shoulder against her locker, looking at Josie out of the corner of her eye. “Josie!” Barbara welcomed her, Nancy also said a small greeting underneath her breath. “How are you doing?” Barbara asked.

“I’ve been doing fine, what about you?” Josie asked, but before Barbara could answer, Steve Harrington and his friends strolled up to them. Steve had his hands in his pockets, his infamous hair ever voluminous, Tommy H. stood behind him, his little minion. Carol Perkins had almost her entire body wrapped around Tommy H.’s right arm.

Steve began to speak but stopped himself, seemingly trying to think of the right words. “You want to come share a beer at my place?” He began, “It’s a party, these two are invited too.” He said, dismissively pointing at Barbara and Josie.

Upon hearing this, Carol groaned quietly. Josie and Carol had always had a hate-filled relationship, since middle school. They had never liked one another, so Josie was hesitant to even go because she would be there but seeing that Barbara agreed, she shrugged and nodded. “Sure.”

Tommy H. is staring off into the distance and when everyone followed his gaze, they saw Jonathan putting up missing person’s posters for his brother on the bulletin board near the entrance of the school. The bright sunny day outside is a stark contrast to the dark, gloominess of those actions. “God, it’s almost pathetic..” Tommy H. said, putting his elbow onto Steve’s shoulder and leaning against him, one foot behind the other. Nancy, Barbara, and Josie look at one another, Josie knows Jonathan already knows about her worry and concern so she lets Nancy walk over to the brunette boy and comfort him. Josie and Barbara watch, Josie still feels so goddamn guilty for what happened.

SCHOOL FLIES BY and Josie ended up back in the car on her way to pick Jude. So much has happened in the last day, too much to even recount, and now she was going to a party? While a little boy is missing? She leans her elbow against the window sill, then rests her head against her hand. Her other hand gripped the steering wheel hard, her mind was elsewhere. Her speed picked up as her foot stepped down onto the gas pedal. A horn rang out around her, snapping her out of her thoughts. She snapped her foot to the break, hitting it quickly just as a car turned the corner to cross in front of her. She stuttered to a halt, her breath caught in her chest and her heart racing.

Nathan wasn’t paying attention, the music was too loud, everything was too loud. He was shouting obscenities and berating her mother, Eleanor. Which was ironic considering the song that was playing was Eleanor Rigby by the Beatles. Josie sat in the backseat, trying her best to focus on anything else but the raised voices only a few inches away. Jude was still in a car seat at the time, she was so young she couldn’t understand what was happening, she just absent-mindedly played with the toy attached to the side of the seat. She whined whenever it would swing away from her, Josie pushed it back in her direction every time.

The car was starting to get faster, but the arguing wasn’t stopping. Nathan wasn’t even looking at the road anymore, he grabbed Eleanor tightly on the forearm, even at her young age Josie could tell it would bruise. She saw tears in her mother’s eyes at the strong grip. “Don’t ever do something like that again, or I’ll break your fucking arm next time!” He threatened, pushing her arm away. Eleanor grasped her own arm gently, examining it in case of any bruising. Josie didn’t even know what her mother did to garner this sort of reaction, but what she knew was that she didn’t like how the cars were going by so fast. They were faster than normal and she felt a pressure in her chest, she whimpered against the feeling, reaching over to hold Jude’s tiny hand.

“Nathan, watch out!” Eleanor exclaimed and when Josie followed her gaze, she let out a yelp before everything went dark. That was the last thing she remembered until she woke up in the hospital three days later, she would learn that a car had rammed into them on Nathan and Josie’s side, leaving them severely injured. The medical bills essentially ruined the family, they had once lived comfortably but now they had nothing to their name. They had been basically bankrupted by this event.

The rest of the ride continued as normal, she picked up Jude and they headed to the store. The car bumped up as Josie drove into the lifted parking lot. Her hand rested on the steering wheel lazily as she turned into a spot. She clicked open the door and stepped out, ducking as to not hit her head on the roof. She jogged to the other side, helping Jude get out as well. She twitched her fingers next to her calf, a signal for Jude to take her hand. The little girl did, then they began walking into the store. When they got up to the entrance, Josie leaned over and pulled open the door, letting Jude walk in first. As Josie entered, the bell above the door rang out around the store, she just stood for a second, breathing in the familiar smell of Melvald’s. She gave a small tug to Jude’s arm and they began walking again, just looking for the basic things that they needed for the next few days. As Josie browsed, she heard a voice she recognized coming from the direction of the cash register. Josie looked over and saw Joyce talking to the cashier, she knew Joyce had worked here for many years, that was one of the reasons she liked this place so much, but she didn't expect her to be back so soon after her son went missing. And she wasn't back, it seemed she was buying something instead. Josie tuned out the conversation and by the time she needed to check out the things she was buying, Joyce was gone.

JOSIE WAS SITTING on the couch, her legs under her as she watched the television. She had her elbow resting against the arm rest, her chin sitting on her hand. She held the remote in her other hand, repeatedly pressing buttons to change the channel. The remote was broken, she had to press the buttons roughly and repeatedly to get it to even work at all. The news station's introduction music began blaring, she sat the remote down, actually interested in what was being reported right now. As Josie sat on the couch, Jude was sitting on the rug in the middle of the room playing with a few toys she had dragged from her bedroom. The news anchor introduces a reporter, a woman with puffy curly hair who is holding a microphone close to her face. Her glasses halfway down her nose, they definitely aren’t doing anything. She is standing on the scene, behind her Josie can see a glimpse of bright yellow caution tape surrounding a building. The building looked familiar but Josie couldn’t quite put her finger on it. “Benny Hammond, owner of Benny’s Burgers has been found dead in the restaurant of an apparent suicide.” The reporter stated. Josie let out a small, shaky breath, her heart had dropped. Josie and her family used to go to Benny’s Burgers all the time, it felt like everything from before was falling apart right in front of her and she could do nothing to stop it. She hurriedly stood up, jogging into the kitchen, she was going to wash dishes to get her mind off of everything.

NATHAN AND JUDE were asleep by the time Josie got done deep-cleaning the house, she had done this numerous times before, she did it every time she was stressed. She ran into her bedroom and packed a small bag of things for the party, then she tip-toed out of the door, not wanting to disturb her father or little sister. She locked the door behind her then made her way to her car.

First, she decided that she wanted to join the search party for a few hours before the party began. She drove to where a sign she had seen said the search party was starting, she left her bag in the car and got out. She walked up to the group of citizens already there, she joined Chief Hopper and Mr. Clarke, the science teacher at Hawkins Middle School. She walked with them while they searched, talking quietly and yelling out for Will.

The Hawkins National Laboratory came into view, Josie could see the gray walls looming in the distance, as they got closer they stumbled upon a sewer pipe that connected to inside the gates of the place. At first Josie thought nothing of it, then Mr. Clarke spotted something, a torn piece of cloth lay in the murky water. It was discolored from the time it had been laying in the dirt. Hopper picked it up with his index finger and thumb, he examined it closely. “I can take this in as evidence,” He stated, putting it into his breast pocket.

Other than that one piece of cloth, the search party came out of the forest empty handed. That saddened Josie, she just hoped Will would be found safe. She quickly said her goodbyes to Chief Jim Hopper and Scott Clarke then walked back to her car. She sat down, put on her seatbelt and started the engine. She began her drive to Steve Harrington’s house.

The drive was short and sweet, her headlights illuminated the beautiful gardens in front of all the houses. This was a wealthy neighborhood, Josie had never lived anywhere like this, even before the car accident. She looked at the streetlights, which were few and far between because the houses were quite far apart. This far down Cornwallis was getting into the countryside. The houses all looked very similar to one another, they were very molded and pristine, almost an exact copy. Each one had paneled siding, they were just all different colors, and each one had brick accents somewhere. The yards were perfectly manicured, grass cut short and perfect landscaping everywhere. Which was a contrast to Josie’s house at the trailer park. Sure, her grass was mowed, though it hadn’t been in a little over a month, but the decorations were carelessly put down with no thought for how it would look from a distance. Josie was the one who did the outside, she just put down things where she liked them and didn’t bother enough to change it.

She arrived in front of Steve’s house, the lights were on and she could faintly hear music coming from the backyard. She spotted Barbara and Nancy in a parked car in front of the house, she used someone else’s driveway to turn around so she could park right behind the other two girls. Josie looked turned and grabbed her bag from the backseat, she opened the door and stepped out, slamming it behind her. She leaned over so she fixed her hair in the side view mirror. Once she was sure she looked fine, she stood up and walked toward the other car. She knocked on Nancy’s window, once they looked over, she waved and thrusted her thumb in the direction of Steve’s house. Nancy puts up one finger, signalling for Josie to wait a second. They swiftly snatched everything they needed before exiting the car. Josie stood between Nancy and Barbara as they walked toward the ever increasing volume of music. It was eerily quiet, Josie could hear the chirping of the crickets and see the abundance of moths swirling around the lightpost. No one spoke as they climbed the stairs to the entrance, Nancy volunteered to knock.

A few seconds later after a few scurrying footsteps, Steve appeared at the door. He was wearing a green sweater, the same one he had been wearing at school, he leaned against the door with one hand resting on his hip. “Ready to party?” He asked.

The group entered the house, each of them taking turns wiping their feet on the welcome mat. They followed Steve into the living room, through the window they could see Tommy H. and Carol getting stuff ready. He led them out to the deck. “You can sit anything down here.” He said, putting his hands up and spinning. Josie sat her bag down on the armchair before turning toward Steve again, with the flick of his wrist he signalled for the rest of them to follow him. Josie held onto the sliding door as she stepped down into the backyard.

The radio was sat on a lawn chair that surrounded the lit up pool, a cooler filled with ice cold beers was placed directly next to that same lawn chair. Tommy, upon hearing the footsteps, looked up and his face lit up. He beamed as he yelled, “Let’s get this party started!”

THE PARTY DRAGGED on, most people just sat around and talked for a while. Nancy and Steve sat on the edge of the pool, their feet resting in the cold water, they were just talking. Josie hated even looking at the two being close to one another. Barbara and Josie stood next to each other, arms crossed as they watched everyone from afar and talked. Tommy H. and Carol were sitting together in a chair, snuggling close and being very affectionate. Josie and Barbara were definitely third and fourth wheeling, but at least they had each other.

Steve suddenly stood up, his hands on his hips again. “Time for drinks!” He announced, striding over to the cooler, he flipped the lid open and pulled out a cold one. He reached down and drew out a pocket knife. He stabbed into the side of the can roughly and hurriedly brought it up to his mouth to drink it, Tommy and Carol followed suit, all without any problems. Next, it was Nancy’s turn so she walked over and reached down to grab ahold of a can. She was able to get the drink open without any problem but when she tried to get it to her mouth, a bunch spilled out all over the ground. She laughed through a mouthful of beer.

Josie ambled over to the cooler. She carelessly grabbed a drink, Nancy handed her the knife and she speared through the can, almost missing but thankfully relocating to the can at the last second. She leaned back as she brought it up to her mouth, the cold liquid flooded her senses, you could taste the money, this was one of the most expensive beers she had ever tasted. She hadn’t drank that many beers in her life, but still..

Finally, it was Barbara’s turn, she clumsily leaned down to take hold of a beer, I passed the knife to her. She took it, tried to puncture the can, and missed. She cuts her thumb open, blood begins dripping onto the patio. She winced, dropping the can, “Shit!”

Josie gasped, grabbing the knife from her, she breathed out through clenched teeth, a small hiss. “Do you have a first aid kit?” Josie asked Steve, turning her head toward him as she walked over to gently grab ahold of Barbara’s arm.

“Yeah, it’s in the cupboard under the sink in the bathroom.” He stated, pointing toward the sliding door. Josie held onto Barbara’s arm with one hand and patted her back with the other, they began to walk into the house. Josie guided them through the house, even though she didn’t know the layout.

They eventually made it to the bathroom, she pushed Barbara gently down onto the toilet, she leaned down, opening the cupboard to seize the first aid kit. She clicked open the lid and took out the gauze. “They don’t have any disinfectant so we just have to put the gauze on raw,” Josie said with a small laugh. Barbara smiled softly. She handed Josie her hand and Josie began to wrap the bandages around her thumb.

Once she finished doing that, she put the first aid kit back where she found it. The duo wander back to the backyard, the others are talking but once they see that the two are back, Tommy H. yells out, “Swimming time!” He began to pull off his shirt. Carol pulled off her shirt and stepped out of her pants, she ran, jumping into the water. It took a few seconds before she resurfaced but once she did, she laughed loudly. Tommy jumped in after her, then Steve followed him. As Nancy undressed, Josie could feel her face heating up. She forced herself to look away, but she heard Nancy jump in.

After a few seconds of peer pressure, Josie grabbed the hem of her blouse and began to pull it over her head. Her hair was picked up by the shirt, it fell messily against her back when she fully removed it. She kicked off her flip-flops. She unbuttoned her jeans, unzipping the fly and pushing them down her legs. She stepped out of the mass of denim below her and walked back a few steps to get a running start on her jump into the pool. She used one of her hands to close her nose, all noise escaped as she splashed into the water. Once she resurfaced, her hair was hanging loosely on her shoulders. She looked over and saw Barbara was still standing, holding onto the gauze around her wound. “You sure you don’t want to get in?” Josie asked.

Barbara nodded. “Thank you, though, I’ll just watch..” She stated. Josie swam to sit in the corner, holding her legs close to her chest. If you blocked out the screaming from Carol, this was actually quite relaxing.

“Yeah, he’s such a weirdo, he probably killed his brother.” Carol laughed.

Josie’s eyes opened and she looked over at her. “What did you just say?” She asked, her eyebrows furrowed.

“You heard what I said, Jonathan Byers is a weirdo who probably killed his brother.” Carol said, matter-of-factly as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

“Why would you say that?” Josie asked, standing up straight now, making her way toward Carol. “I’m fine with you not liking him,” she began, Nancy looked between the two girls, “But you don’t have to bring his missing little brother into it.” She bit the inside of her cheek, “That’s just fucking despicable.”

“It’s the truth!” Carol exclaimed, her voice was annoyingly high-pitched as she said it.

Josie was beginning to feel uncomfortable at this party, she turned away from Carol and toward the ladder, “I’m leaving.” She started, pulling herself up the ladder. Barbara tried to get her to stop but she just kept walking. Josie grabbed a towel from her bag and wrapped it around herself, she picked up her bag and walked out. ‘God, Carol’s such a bitch.’ She thought to herself.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

words: 3503 !! i hope you are enjoying this so far! i wanted to further develop barb and josie's relationship before tragedy strikes 😭 this chapter isn't the most interesting but it does show some backstory and steve's party!

we got a little cameo of joyce going out to buy a new phone! my bbg jonathan doesn't deserve any of what steve's friends say in this chapter 💔 next chapter covers josie finding out about barb's disappearance and them finding will's “body” in the quarry. anyways, i hope you all enjoyed! bye-bye <33

# Gilded Lily

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Stranger Things Fanfiction

☆ nikiscooler, 2025 ⋆

| CIRCA NOVEMBER 6-7TH, 1983

Stranger Things S1

I. The Disappearing Kid

THIRTY MINUTES BEFORE Josephine’s alarm clock was supposed to go off for school, she was woken by the wall-mounted phone blaring in the kitchen. Her eyes strained against the morning light that flowed in through the window. She pushed up with her elbows, throwing her legs over the edge of the bed. She didn’t want to get up, the warmth of the blankets was almost like a magnet, pulling her back into the comfort. She defied it, lazily standing up, her arms hanging loosely by her side. She grasped the bedspread and pulled it up to wrap it around her shoulders. She heaved it tighter around herself as she trudged out of the bedroom, her feet dragging beneath her. Once she crossed the threshold of her room, the ringing seemed to get louder. Her footsteps thumped against the newly mopped linoleum floors. Other than the floors, the house was in complete disarray. The counters were covered in beer bottles and old Chinese take-out containers. Once Josie reached the phone, she rested her hand against the cold plastic for a moment. Then, she pulled it off the switchhook and put it up to her ear. “Hello, Josie Ainsworth speaking..” She stated, she has always felt the need to be more formal when answering calls.

Josie heard breathing on the other side for a moment, “Hello, Josie,” The woman began, Josie immediately recognized the voice. “This is Joyce, I was wondering if you saw Will at any time last night?” The night was a bit blurry in her mind, she sucked a breath in through her teeth as she thought back to the night before.

Josie had been hanging out with her friend Barbara Holland all day, studying and whatnot, and now she was biking home because it was getting dark. Though she didn’t want to get home, didn’t want to face her father’s rage at her being out so late. So, she kept circling the neighborhoods closest to the trailer park, stalling as long as possible. The street lights flickered as she drove underneath them. The crickets were particularly loud tonight, perhaps they knew something she didn’t.

As she continued riding, the lights seemed to be acting increasingly more sporadically. As she turned the corner of Cornwallis and Kerley, the lights went entirely dark. It only lasted a few seconds but it felt like an eternity in which she spent in the blackness. Josie heard the click, then the humming as the lights started back up again. She sat there for a second, one foot on a pedal and the other planted on the ground to stop herself from rolling. She was trying to gather her thoughts. She heard the sound of a wheel spinning and when she jerked her head toward the sound, she saw a boy also rounding the corner on his bike. She knew who the boy was, it was Will Byers.

She smiled politely as he rode past, waving. Will looked away from his strict eye contact with the road in front of him to wave back, then he disappeared again as he turned the corner in the direction of his house. Josie straightened herself back out on her bike and started off again.

Josie felt her heart sink in her chest, had something happened to Will last night? She saw him, she could have helped! She could have done something! Her mouth opened but no words came out, just a stuttered breath. She closed her eyes to recompose herself, then she finally spoke. “I saw him last night, while riding my bike through town.” She admitted.

Joyce gasped, the relief evident in the sound. “Where did you see him exactly?” Josie could hear shuffling on the other side of the phone.

“Where Cornwallis and Kerley meet,” Josie stated, “Or, uh, it might have been the corner between Cornwallis and Randolph.” She really couldn’t remember the exact location, so she just said the two to cover all her bases. “All I know for sure is that it was close to your house.”

Joyce made a small, almost inaudible noise, “Thank you, thank you so much for telling me.” She doesn’t give Josie any time to say anything back before she hangs up the phone. Josie sighed deeply to herself, running a hand through her disheveled hair, she put the phone back on the switchhook before returning back to her bedroom to get ready for school.

JOSIE’S ARM WAS rested against the window sill as she turned the wheel and pulled into the high school parking lot. Her blue 1979 Hatchback stalled a bit as it struggled to get over a small speed bump. She wanted to park close to the school, but it was just her luck that there were no spots open. She guessed that is what happened when you have to drive all the way across town to take your little sister to the elementary school.

She ended up having to park a good ways away from the building, she pushed open the door and stepped out into the lukewarm November air. She reached over to the passenger side to grab her backpack, her fingers grazed the metal pins that lined the stitching. She stood up straight and slung it over her shoulder. She closed the door noisily and started toward the entrance.

Once Josie arrived at the door, she leaned forward and grasped the handle. She stumbled with the weight of it. She used her foot to hold the door open and she slipped inside through the small crack. The clammer of students drowned out her footsteps as she walked through the hallway toward her locker, she was interrupted by Jonathan, he looked distressed, and Josie could understand why. “Hey Josie.” He greeted, looking at her, concern riddling his features.

“Hey Jon,” Josie said, “I heard what happened with your brother.” She kept her hands on the straps of her backpack as she turned toward him, “How are you doing?”

Jonathan winced a bit at the thought, “Yeah, my mom’s been freaking out,” He chewed on his lip momentarily. Josie unlocked her locker as she listened, taking off her backpack and stuffing it in there. She unzipped it to get the books she needed for the day out. “I’ve been feeling pretty bad about it too, I was supposed to take him home last night.” He stated just as she slammed the locker door shut.

The brunette girl nodded in understanding, she reached her hand out to comfortingly squeeze Jonathan’s shoulder. “Just don’t blame yourself for what happened,” She started, “It’s not your fault.”

“I’ll try..” Jonathan’s facial expression revealed what he didn’t say, he was definitely going to blame himself, and they both knew it but Josie didn’t push anymore. They fell into a comfortable silence as they continued to walk through the hallways. The duo reached Jonathan’s homeroom, “I’m gonna split off here.” He stated, thrusting his thumb back toward the door. Josie nodded and waved as she began her walk down the hallway again. She makes it only a little way down when she sees Nancy Wheeler and Steve “The Hair” Harrington, the king of this school, making out next to someone’s locker. Josie grimaced, turning away, disgust rising in her chest. Nancy and Josie had been friends in freshman year, but since she started dating that douchebag, they had become distant. She tried her best to avoid them, walking over to Barbara Holland, who stood only a few feet away, back against her locker. Josie grasped Barbara’s hand, pulling her away from the lovebirds.

“Let’s leave them,” She let go of her hand once they were halfway down the hallway, they shared the same homeroom, so they were headed to the same place anyway. “Have you heard what’s going on with Will Byers?” Josie asked.

“Like Jonathan’s brother?” Josie nodded. Barbara thought for a second before tilting her head. Her face was laced in confusion, “No, what’s going on?” She queried. A curl from her short auburn hair fell into her face, she quickly moved it back.

Josie didn’t want to tell her the whole story, especially the part about her seeing Will the night before so she just resorted to saying, “Apparently he disappeared last night.”

Barbara took a deep breath, shaking her head slightly. “Oh, that’s terrible,” She began and Josie nodded solemnly, “I hope he is found safe.” She stated, but before they could expand any further on the topic, they reached their first period. They stepped into the room and said their goodbyes as they headed toward their assigned seats at opposite ends of the classroom.

THE REST OF the day went off without a hitch, it was just the usual monotony of school that always left Josie struggling to come back the next day. She picked up her younger sister from the elementary school, as they rode down the winding roads they listened to a mixtape Josie had made, it consists exclusively of children’s songs for car rides like this with Jude.

As the compact blue car pulled into the trailer park, Josie could already sense a feeling of dread looming over the area. She gripped the steering wheel, turning it aggressively to the left to pull up to the Ainsworth family trailer. She scanned the front, the door was closed; which is uncommon for her father, but the door looked like it had been closed so forcefully, it had almost fallen off its hinges. It was slightly crooked as far as Josie could tell from her view in the car. She whispered a little reassurance to herself as she opened the door and stepped out, slamming it behind her. She walked around to the other side to help Jude out as well. She grabbed ahold of her hand and guided her toward the front door. She reached out to touch the plastic button-latch door handle on the glass screen door, she pulled it open and walked inside.

The atmosphere immediately shifted, Nathan, Josie’s father, sat on the couch, a beer bottle in hand. Josie had been around him long enough to know that he was angry, the way his other hand was balled into a fist beside him, the way he clenched his jaw as soon as he saw his two daughters stumble into the old, muted trailer. Josie’s thumb rubbed a comforting circle onto Jude’s knuckles as she tried to walk past him to their rooms, but she was stopped by a loud, thundering voice next to her. She almost jumped out of her skin, she turned toward Nathan slowly, closing her eyes tight and taking a deep breath. She was already preparing for the beration she was about to endure. “Where were you?” He questioned, eyes narrowed as he stared at her.

Before Josie answered, she pushed her sister away, toward her bedroom, whispering, “Go, go into your room Jude.” Jude didn't say anything, she just listened to her sister’s instruction, entering her room and closing the door behind her. Josie turned back to her father, “At school, dad.” She said, twirling her necklace with her thumb and index fingers anxiously.

“Don’t be a smartass,” Nathan commented, “I meant last night.” He was calm, so calm in fact that it was terrifying.

Josie had hoped he hadn’t noticed her absence last night, but of course the one time he is sober enough to think about her is when she is gone. “I was at a friend’s house.” She stated, not wanting to elaborate any further.

The blond man looked from his gaze at the television over at Josie, “Who told you that you could be out so late?” The volume of his voice was rising rapidly, the hand holding the beer bottle shaking. His eyebrows were furrowed.

Josie continued to fidget with the heart locket, she stammered for a few seconds, trying to figure out the best thing to say. “You weren’t home.” She finally remarked.

Nathan grumbled under his breath, Josie could see the gears turning in his brain. “Don’t ever do that again,” He had chosen mercy, for once. “Now, go fetch me another beer!” He exclaimed, holding up the beer bottle threateningly. Josie listened, jogging into the kitchen. She opened the fridge, leaning down to grab another thing of booze. She silently walked the beer back over to him, she held it out to the man. “Open it for me.” He demanded. Josie took a deep breath and shook her head, she wasn’t going to open his drink for him, he was a grown man. She knew he was going to get angry at that, so she sat the bottle down on the coffee table and started immediately toward her room. “Don’t you dare say no to me!” He yelled, standing up drunkenly and tossing the empty glass beer bottle at Josie’s head. It smashed into the wall behind her, shattering into pieces. She finally reached her bedroom door, she opened it and stepped inside, closing and locking it behind her. She turned around, resting her head against the smooth wood, taking deep breaths, she closed her eyes in exasperation. She doesn’t cry, she has gotten so used to living with this man that she doesn’t cry about these things anymore.

Josie took a deep breath to collect herself, then pushed herself off the door and strolled over to her desk. She sat down, running a hand through her hair tiredly. She already had the books laid out from yesterday, so she just dragged them over to infront of her and began to study for her upcoming geometry test.

JOSIE LOOKED AT her alarm clock upon hearing the front door slam shut, it had been a little over an hour since she started studying. She placed the papers in the book, so she wouldn’t lose her page then closed the book gently. She leaned back in her chair, lost in thought. Will, that little boy who was always so sweet to her didn’t deserve any of this, she wished there was a way she could help them find him.

That is when an idea sprang into her mind, she would go help the Byers in their search for him. She used her arms to throw herself up, circling the chair and walking out of her bedroom. She took large steps on her way into the kitchen, she worked fast, making a quick ham and cheese sandwich. She placed it on a plate and carried it over to Jude’s bedroom. She knocked gently, “Jude, I have some food for you.” She said softly.

Jude opened the door, “Jo-Jo!” She squealed in excitement, grabbing the plate from her with one hand and holding onto her doll tightly with the other.

“I am heading over to my friend's house; just stay in your room, eat the sandwich, and stay quiet.” Josie commanded, “Even if dad comes home, okay?” She asked, tilting her head. Jude nodded a bit and closed the door. Josie heard her drop the doll onto the floor before she walked away.

THEN, JOSIE WAS off, it wasn’t a very long drive to the Byers house, only a few minutes. When Josie pulled up, she noticed the high amount of movement going on inside the house. She parked beside Joyce’s car and stepped out, she slammed the door behind her and jogged up to the door, knocking firmly. She waited a few seconds, hearing rushed footsteps behind the door. Then, finally, a disheveled and panicked Joyce answered. Her brown hair was up in a messy ponytail and she looked as if she had been hyperventilating. “Josie, hey, what are you doing here?” She asked, almost breathlessly.

“I want to help you search for Will.” Josie stated and Joyce’s face softened. She stepped aside so that Josie could step inside. She had been to the Byers house before, but under very different circumstances, last time it had been for a sleepover between Jonathan and Josie.

Joyce leaned back a bit to yell for Jonathan, “Josie is here to help us search!”

Just as she said that, Jonathan turned the corner, coming out of the kitchen, he speed-walked over to the brunette girl and hugged her close. “Thank you for helping.” He said, “We were just about to head out to the woods, near Castle Byers to search for him.” Jonathan held Josie by the shoulders, “You can join us out there.”

THE TRIO HAD spent almost two whole hours combing through the woods, yelling out Will’s name, searching every little nook and cranny that they possibly could but they came up empty handed. Josie could feel the desperation rising in the others as they entered the house again. She let out a deep breath, her neck craned up a bit, she was just hoping they would find the boy soon. Josie followed Jonathan into the living room, where a whole art station had been sat up. There were markers, photographs, and large pieces of paper. Jonathan leaned over, “We are making some posters, you’re welcome to stay and help.” Josie, of course, stayed and made several posters. Joyce was on the phone with people, trying to get a hold of anyone who might know where her son is.

She looked toward the two, who sat criss-crossed on the ground, making these posters. “I’m going to try and call Lonnie.” She explained as she dialed a number. Josie had never met Lonnie, she had met the family after Joyce and him had divorced. But she had heard stories from Jonathan about how bad of a man he was. Joyce held the phone up to her ear. Someone answered and Josie tuned out the conversation as best as she could, wanting to use all her focus to work on the things in front of her. She was startled by Joyce slamming the phone back on the receiver and yelling, “Bitch!”

Suddenly, a car door slamming could be heard and Joyce ran to the windows, looking outside. “It’s the police.” She stated and unlocked the door. A knock rang throughout the house, Joyce opened it and Chief Jim Hopper stepped inside.

“We found the bike.” He stated, Joyce looked over at Jonathan. “It was down the road from here, so we thought the best decision would be to search the property.” He stated.

“What, you think I didn’t search my own house?” Joyce snapped, but Jonathan rested a hand on her shoulder to try to get her to calm down. Everyone knew she was stressed and worried, so no one held her reactions against her. So, the cops sprawled out, searching everywhere; the house, the shed, the woods. Josie, Jonathan and Joyce could just stand there and wait. The police didn’t end up finding anything.

JOSIE PULLED UP beside her father’s car, it looked like he had hit one of their garden gnomes in the front yard, a white painted fluff of hair was underneath his front left wheel. She opened the door and stepped out, closing it gentler, so as to not bother her father who was inside. The front door was open, it seemed Nathan had forgotten to close it when he got home, he always does that. She walked into the trailer, closing the door behind her. She spotted her father passed out in the living room, one arm slung over the top of the couch, the other over his chest and both legs hanging off the side. Josie sneaked past her father’s slumbering form over to Jude’s room. She cracked the door open a smidge to peek inside, her sister was also fast asleep but she had eaten the food she was given so Josie took the plate and placed it into the sink in the kitchen. With that, she sneaked back into her own room, sighing in relief at the sight of her untidy bed. She trudged over to it and flopped down onto it, her arms splayed out around her, one leg hanging off the side. It was like the weight of the day finally hit her like a truck and she was out like a light. Dozed off into a deep sleep.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

words: 3365 !! i hope you enjoy this first chapter, i enjoyed writing it a lot! but you can probably tell i was rushing near the end 😓 i love josie and jonathan’s friendship so much. this chapter was kinda short bc i just wanted to use this to introduce everyone. this chapter covers the first episode because each chapter will cover one episode each!

next chapter will include more backstory and the party at steve's house! i’m so excited to write more of josie's relationships with steve, nancy and barb. i hope you are excited as well!

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“but i know you'll take me with you,

we'll live in spaces between walls.”

GILDED LILY ⋆ CULTS

ACT I. Strange Happenings In Hawkins

“i've started not to doubt it,

just wrap my head around it.”

GILDED LILY ✎ CULTS

ACT I.

# Gilded Lily

STRANGER THINGS FANFICTION

☆ nikiscooler, 2025 ⋆

❝ i was made for lovin’ you, baby,

you were made for lovin’ me,

and i can't get enough of you,

baby, can you get enough of me? ❞

I WAS MADE FOR LOVIN’ YOU ✎ KISS

: ̗̀➛ SEASON ONE EPISODE ONE —— SEASON ONE EPISODE EIGHT

# Gilded Lily

STRANGER THINGS FANFICTION

nikiscooler, 2025

N. Wheeler x OC

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˚₊‧ ꒰ა 📻🔦🕰 ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

| • ° ☆ all the lonely people, where do they all come from? all the lonely people, where do they all belong? ⋆ ° •

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˚₊‧ ꒰ა SOUNDTRACK ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

[ 001 ] vienna —— billy joel

[ 002 ] gilded lily —— cults

[ 003 ] eleanor rigby —— the beatles

[ 004 ] we fell in love in october —— girl in red

[ 005 ] unfair —— stray kids (felix)

[ 006 ] hey jude —— the beatles

[ 007 ] good luck, babe! —— chappell roan

[ 008 ] birds of a feather —— billie eillish

[ 009 ] the night we met —— lord huron

[ 010 ] somewhere only we know —— keane

[ 011 ] you're on your own, kid —— taylor swift

[ 012 ] what was i made for? —— billie eillish

[ 013 ] i was made for lovin’ you —— kiss

[ 014 ] social path —— stray kids

[ 015 ] funeral —— phoebe bridgers

[ 016 ] do you remember me??? —— emily jeffri

[ 017 ] francesca —— hozier

[ 018 ] the water is fine —— chloe ament

[ 019 ] i want you to love me —— fiona apple

[ 020 ] i bet on losing dogs —— mitski

[ 021 ] i wanna be yours —— arctic monkeys

[ 022 ] family line —— conan gray

[ 023 ] little dark age —— mgmt

[ 024 ] headlock —— imogen heap

[ 025 ] not strong enough —— boygenius

[ 026 ] slipping through my fingers —— abba

[ 027 ] scott street —— phoebe bridgers

[ 028 ] kids —— current joys

[ 029 ] fine line —— harry styles

[ 030 ] war of hearts —— ruelle

[ 031 ] seven —— taylor swift

# Gilded Lily

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Stranger Things Fanfiction

☆ hyunjulovebot, 2025

AUTHOR'S NOTE

I made a playlist and Pinterest board for this fanfiction! Here are the links: https://pin.it/6W5ISL3pi & https://open.spotify.com/playlist/2SJCoDJoBup1lySYUZZ6C2?si=nkCKhergSdu9aEjNgxS2bQ&pi=JhDyxWuyQoyH7 !! Thank you so much for your support, I will try to get this started as soon as possible!

p r e s e n t i n g . . .

GILDED LILY

production made by nikiscooler

“but with my double vision, how was i supposed to see the way?”

cults, gilded lily

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STRANGER THINGS FANFICTION

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: ̗̀➛ S U M M A R Y !

JOSIE AINSWORTH WAS AFRAID.

Strange things have been occurring recently in the small midwestern town of Hawkins, Indiana. It all started with the disappearance of Will Byers, a young boy who went missing while biking home from a friend's house late at night. But that wasn't the only reason Josie was afraid, her home life scared her too, she needed to get her sister out of that hellhole before it was too late.

Josie felt guilty. She hadn't wanted to go home that night, so she was biking around town after being at her friend Barbara’s house when she saw Will on his way home. She didn't say anything, if she had said something, he would still be here now. Everything was piling up on her already burdened shoulders, she felt like she was going to crack, like a porcelain doll.

Josie and Nancy Wheeler had been friends at the beginning of high school, but they had drifted apart since Nancy started dating that douchebag Steve Harrington. They now only talked through their mutual friend Barbara Holland. So, when Josie walked out of a party that would end in disaster, she felt the guilt suffocating her. None of this was supposed to happen, she was just angry at fucking Carol.

The Ainsworth family was well known in the community as being a story of unexpected downfall. Before the car accident, Josie’s parents Nathan and Eleanor were well-respected, they hosted parties and were church-goers. The family got into a terrible car accident, and the hospital bills cost them basically all they had to their name, it essentially bankrupted the family. Eleanor left, just walked out on her two young daughters and Nathan began to drink heavily. He was fired from his job because he kept showing up to work drunk. They lost their home because they couldn't pay for it since Nathan wasn't working. They had to move to the trailer park. Now, people refuse to speak to the Ainsworths, most of them are scared of Nathan, who has grown violent over the years.

Her friends are the only bit of comfort she has left in her life. Though, after what happened to Will, talking to Jonathan has gotten harder and harder.

At school, she sinks her brain into her work, keeping her mind off everything else going on. She doesn't let anyone see what she is dealing with and no one seems to notice either. She is invisible to the world around her.

With Nancy and Steve's relationship growing distant, and Nancy and Jonathan growing closer, a friendship blossoms between Nancy and Josie. And when Nancy and Jonathan start dating, Josie is happy for them.

But that wasn't true, was it?

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⋆ nikiscooler, 2025 ♡

N. Wheeler x OC

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JOSEPHINE “JOSIE” AINSWORTH ⋆ Hailee Steinfeld

( xv, lesbian, she/her, sagittarius )

#You're On Your Own, Kid / The Punching Bag.

NANCY WHEELER ⋆ Natalia Dyer

( xv, closeted bisexual, she/her, scorpio )

#What Was I Made For? / The Sharp-Witted.

Act One, 1983 / STRANGE HAPPENINGS IN HAWKINS

Lucas Sinclair ☆ CALEB MCLAUGHLIN

Dustin Henderson ☆ GATEN MATARAZOO

Mike Wheeler ☆ FINN WOLFHARD

Jane ‘El’ Hopper ☆ MILLIE BOBBY BROWN

Will Byers ☆ JAEDEN MARTELL

Jonathan Byers ☆ CHARLIE HEATON

Steve Harrington ☆ JOE KEERY

Jim Hopper ☆ DAVID HARBOUR

Joyce Byers ☆ WINONA RYDER

Karen Wheeler ☆ CARA BUONO

Ted Wheeler ☆ JOE CHREST

Holly Wheeler ☆ ANNISTON & TINSLEY PRICE

Nathan Ainsworth ☆ GARY WEEKS

Jude Ainsworth ☆ PIPER RUBIO

Act Two, 1984 / SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH WILL

Maxine ‘Max’ Mayfield ☆ SADIE SINK

Murray Bauman ☆ PEDRO PASCAL

Billy Hargrove ☆ DACRE MONTGOMERY

Eleanor Ainsworth ☆ MELANIE LYNSKEY

WARNINGS

This is a Stranger Things fanfiction, so anything included in Stranger Things will happen in this book, those things include; child abuse, violence, gore, death, mommy issues, daddy issues, etc. This fanfiction will also include period typical transphobia, racism, misogyny, and homophobia.

DISCLAIMERS

I don't own the Stranger Things characters or their storylines, all rights are reserved to the Duffer Brothers and Netflix. I did however, make my original character Josie Ainsworth and her whole story.

It's honestly so disturbing when women are the ones tearing each other down, especially when it’s about something as personal as another woman’s body, face, or choices. It’s infuriating to watch female journalists—who should be empowering others—bully and criticize another woman’s appearance like it’s their business to judge. Why does it have to be like this? Both genders should never get involved in other people's personal matters, but when it’s women doing it to women, it’s even worse! The hypocrisy is real.

How can you, as a woman, stand there and contribute to this? How could you put down another woman instead of standing beside her? Would you feel the same if it was your best friend or your own sister being treated this way? Imagine the pain of having the women closest to you turn on you, judging you for something that should never concern them. Yet, here you are, spewing toxic words and energy. What exactly are you gaining from this?

Instead of being supportive and uplifting, you’re feeding into a cycle of cruelty, making the world worse for the women around you. It’s not just unnecessary—it’s disgraceful. Grow up. Stop wasting your energy tearing other women down. It’s pathetic, and frankly, it says more about your own insecurities than the person you're attacking.

And to end this, Millie, I love you so much, sweetie 💗🙏🏻. I know you don’t need anyone’s positive words because you’re already incredibly strong, and you’ve endured far worse from both women and men. But I just wanted to say it—because you deserve to hear it. I also want to apologize for those toxic articles and jokes. No one should have to deal with that, Keep shining, Millie

Millie

See i really tried not to cry, but then bob died ya feel

I will always be rooting for Steve Harrington and his precious character development-- but please can he not suffer of love on next season pleaseeeee? I volunteer!

@strangerthingsnetflix

ONCE ✏❤

joyce : hopper and i are getting married!

eleven : what is "married"?

hopper : it's what two people do when they both love each other very much.

*later on*

eleven : hey, mike? when are we getting married?

mike :

max : *breathes*

mike : yOu'Re NoT iN oUr PaRtY.

...I’ve got some ideas! (This ended up kind of long...oops)

Okay, so the six books in the Enola Holmes series cover events over one year. I don’t think the movie will cover nearly that much time, so I think it will cover only the case from the first book (The Case of the Missing Marquess) and then it will end with the resolution from the sixth book in the series - perhaps with scenes from the other books sprinkled in.

There’s also going to be a number of things that are different from the books - in the books, Enola is not trained to fight, while in the movie she clearly is. In the books, Enola and her mother are not that close, but in the movie they clearly are - although, giving Helena Bonham Carter more screen time is certainly not something I’d complain about. Another major thing that might have plot ramifications is that in the books, Enola runs away before Mycroft can send her off to boarding school. Meanwhile, the trailer clearly shows scenes of Enola at boarding school, so the means of her escape are going to be different in the movie.

In the books, The Case of the Missing Marquess is actually one of the simplest that Enola solves - probably because it’s the first book, and so a great deal of it is taken up with exposition rather than mystery-solving. In the movie, I expect they’ll change that up and make the case more complicated and dramatic. Viscount Tewksbury (i.e. the marquess who went missing), who is introduced in the trailer as a blond teenager on a train, plays a very minor role in the books - also, in the books, he’s twelve. The trailer suggests that his role will be significantly expanded in the movie.

One thing that did bother me a bit about the trailer is that Enola disguises herself as a boy in it. There is nothing inherently wrong with that, but in the books, she makes it a bit of a point of pride that she never disguises herself as male - for a couple reasons: one, she knows it is what her brothers will expect her to do, and she is trying to hide from them; and two, in the many ridiculous accoutrements of female fashion, Enola conceals money, candies, other bits and bobs, and her knife. In the books, Enola disguises herself as a widow, a nun, a secretary, an assistant, a scholar woman, a street-seller, an orphan girl, and, as shown in the trailer, a high-born lady. I think it will be something of a pity if the movie forgoes all those many disguises and uses only the disguises of a boy and a lady.

Also, in the books, Enola is largely solitary and mostly works alone, though she occasionally teams up with Sherlock. The movie, it seems, will be giving her some companions. I think that will be fun, but it will kind of reduce one of the books’ main arcs - that Enola can and will do very well on her own.

All in all, I think the movie will be fun to watch and will stay true to the spirit of the books, but the plot of the mystery will be different than anything already present in print. I think it probably would have been more effective to make this a TV series in order to cover more of the story and character development, but what’s done is done. I think the actors will do a marvelous job - I am really looking forward to how Millie Bobby Brown and Henry Cavill portray Enola’s and Sherlock’s sibling relationship.

Some scenes that I hope would show up in the movie in one form or another, but that I think will probably get left out:

when Florence Nightingale gives Sherlock Holmes a piece of her mind

when Enola bursts into Dr. Watson’s home looking for help dressed as a nun and covered in blood, and Watson and Holmes think that she is injured until she whips a bloody knife out of her bodice

when Enola hides from her brother in his own flat, knowing it is the last place he would think to look (actually, I think this one might very well show up in the movie - at 1:00 in the trailer looks like it could be the scene I am referring to, but I can’t tell for sure)

when Enola throws a cat at Sherlock in order to create a distraction and slip out unnoticed

when Enola bumps into Mycroft and kicks him in the shin to get away

when John Watson tells Enola (while she is disguised) that he is worried for Sherlock, as he seems quite distressed over his missing sister

When Mycroft and Sherlock post an ad in the classifieds asking Enola to come home, and she replies: To M.H. and S.H. Rot. E.H.

When Mycroft bursts in to stop a wedding, claiming the bride is an imposter, and Enola rips off her veil, shouts at him, throws off the dress and runs out the door

(also, try this link to download an EPUB copy of that second book, The Case of the Left-Handed Lady.)

I read the Enola Holmes series in one afternoon like two years ago, and I really enjoyed it! I’m excited for this movie. I’m sure some things that I liked in the books will be missing, since that’s just the way of movies, but I really think I’m going to like this movie anyway!

I’m gonna re-read the series before I watch it though. 

(Also Henry Cavill is playing Sherlock?? So Superman is joining Iron Man and Dr.Strange in being Sherlock Holmes and I think that’s fun)

I read the Enola Holmes series in one afternoon like two years ago, and I really enjoyed it! I’m excited for this movie. I’m sure some things that I liked in the books will be missing, since that’s just the way of movies, but I really think I’m going to like this movie anyway!

I’m gonna re-read the series before I watch it though. 

(Also Henry Cavill is playing Sherlock?? So Superman is joining Iron Man and Dr.Strange in being Sherlock Holmes and I think that’s fun)

Adult & Young Celebrities Look Alike

I’ve found some of the child actors\actresses look exactly like some adult actors\actresses. They should be in the movie together where the child actors\actresses will play the younger version of the adult actors\actresses.

1. Natalie Portman & Millie Bobby Brown

2. Ansel Elgort & Gabriel Bateman

3. Kiernan Shipka & Mckenna Grace

4. Hailee Steinfeld & Isabella Sermon

HEARTSTOPPER MOVIE?!!!

ENOLA HOLMES 3?!!!!!

WEDNESDAY SEASON 3?!!!!

WE’RE GONNA BE EATING GOODDDDD

it's always mike

Up Top Two Bee Stings

Sparta

117

National Anthem

Photographer

Little Girl Handshake

Donnell

Duke Nukem

Mike Wheeler and Eleven scene (Season 5) possibly what they said, based on lip reading…

Mike Wheeler: Why’d I ever choose to be your boyfriend? *Awkward Smile* Well…Maybe (We) Both…We thought we *Small Shrug* …Could live a happily ever after…

*Eleven responds and Mike smiles a bit pursing his lips twice and blinks twice*

Mike Wheeler: Well…you helped. *Stares into the distance as if considering* Wherever you’ve always been *shrugs* …You always helped. But it’s to much, you know…going through…all of this. I mean if we win…

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*Mike stares into the distance*

*Eleven Speaking*

Mike Wheeler: I hope so!

Mike Wheeler: He’s been really weird today…

*Eleven speaking*

Mike Wheeler: Angry…lying…frightened? Not himself…

*Eleven speaking*

Mike Wheeler: What are the chances? He’ll be…be trapped…

*Eleven looks like she’s crying*

Mike Wheeler: I mean, if the firefighters didn’t give a shit…who’s gonna go through it? But we can’t win (?) But we can’t wait (?) Maybe we will. All this town (?) Only now (?) Hawkins tower (?) We have to (fight?) We have to (win?). We’ll think of something…We’ll find a way…Give it all you’ve got (?) You’re all we’ve got (?) it’s what friends are for (?). Boyfriend, friend, or not? (?) You’ve done this before.(?)

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In the Upside Down…

Vecna: *Speaking to Will Byers* …We are going to do such beautiful things together, Will…Such…beautiful things. You were my vessel. My spy. My builder…

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Will Byers: *Screaming* Do you hear me? You need to run!! RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN!!