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evilminji · 3 months

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"DO BETTER!" Says Now Televised Fanboy

He, Dash Baxter is a Phan-Stan!! It's kinda his thing. See, he's a fancy ass talk show host now. Married Paulie, moved out of Amity, actually DID something with his life. His parents? Did not approve. Long n short of it? He got kicked out.

Paulie's parents were PISSED.

Retaliated by giving him all the help he needed getting EVERY scholarship he qualified for. He went to a really nice college. Missed his girlfriend like mad. But she was off in Metropolis, terrifying weaker men. Conquering the fashion scene.

And SOMEHOW? Thanks to that long talk he had with Phantom (*incoherent fanboy gibbering noises* SO COOL!) he's worked to be... more of a LEADER, you know? Less of an asshole. Cause he's popular. People copy him. He can't be an asshole.

So, somehow, when he's punching out some try-hard that thinks he's hot shit for bullying a Nerd? He and the nerd get talking, right? Cause the guy got his glasses completely fucked up. And it's what Phantom would do.

But GET THIS? Guy's never HEARD of Phantom! Is super curious, cause he runs a small time Hero's show on the web. And, Dude? Is it your LUCKY DAY! Cause you just met THE number 1 fan of Phantom, hands down!! He makes his VERY spirited case, about why Phantom is THE best Hero to ever have lived. And this guy?

Entranced.

In AWE.

Just straight up BEGS him to join his show. Cause apparently? He was BORN for it. Which? Yeah. He HAS been giving speechs to the team for YEARS now. And Talking at fan meet ups. Leading fan meet ups. Hosting parties... actually, now that he thinks about it? He DOES do a lot of public speaking? Huh.

But still, he's about to say "no", when?

Dude mentions? He'll get to talk about Phantom.

SOLD!

It. Blows. Up. Absolutely EVERYONE is in love with his pretty face, hot bod, and STRONG opinions. But they ALSO have no idea who Phantom is! Paulie! This is CRIMINAL! Horrifying! What is going ON!?

Some bullshit information black out, apparently. At least according to her... friendly Nemesis? The Goth Dweeb. Who's engaged, apparently? So good for her. Unsurprisingly, it's too the OTHER Dweebs, but still. Bout time she started planning to drag them to a court house. She's the only one with any spine in that group! If she waited for THEM to propose?

Not even as Ghosts, man.

They'd get distracted by shiny nerd shit and whimp out.

Still... a world where NO ONE knows how Awesome, Phantom is? Not on HIS watch!

So he works it in. To every segment. It becomes "his thing". Oh? Super man saved a kitten from a tree? Cute. Well PHANTOM saved a bus full of Ghost Puppies from a shady, rouge, Goverment agency. Do BETTER, Superman!

The Flash, who is a cheap knock-off and stole his name, took down an Ice Villian? Adorable! PHANTOM stopped a Rouge WINTER SPIRIT with the help of YETI WARRIORS then assisted in giving FREE medical care for anyone who needed it! Here's a picture of him making GHOST ICE SNOWMEN for small children! Do BETTER, Knock-off!

What's THAT you say? Wonder Woman fought a GOD in down town paris?

Excellent work Wonder Woman. Flawless as always. But YOU, god-boy, are a disappointment! All that power! And WHAT do you use it for? Are you even supposed to BE here?? PHANTOM uses his power to HELP people! Is awesome and knows TONS of better gods! You're just salty you didn't make the cut!

DO BETTER!

And obviously? No one believes him. There's no record of this "Phantom" guy. The pictures look fantastical and vaguely glitchy/glowy. Not quite right. They GOTTA be photo shopped. Manipulated somehow. But? As a shtick? A fake "perfect Superhero" is kinda funny and unique.

And it's one hell of Fake Hero!

A Dead Champion? Who fights gods and monsters? Rouge agencies? Sassy and tragic? With a mysterious past? Pretty cool! There's even an Offical Comic from some guy that went to the same high-school as Baxter!

Of course, as Baxter get more and more popular? The "meme" hero, Phantom, get more well known? People get more interested in where Dash grew up. You know, just a bored Google. Maybe see if the hero was based off a local legend or something. But... huh...

The Town website?

Weirdly? Sanitized.

Like... like aggressively sanitized. All smooth edges and no details. Very "move along, citizen". Ha ha... it's part of the joke right? They get it! They'll just look up local restaurants or som-....

Wait...

Hey, guuuuys?

Are you finding ANYTHING?

And! Nothing. And I do mean NOTHING! Triggers the "oh? Secrets???" Instincts of a Hacker, like finding a hard blank wall of "KEEP OUT". Especially when it's somewhere it rightfully shouldn't BE.

All it would take? Is ONE person, of decent skills and an account on Certain Forums, getting bored enough to Google the Dude On The TV(TM)? For the GIW's lil walls to come crashing down. Because yeah, you can stop ONE hacker. Even two. Probably five or six.

But how about thousands?

Hundreds of thousands?

From every time zone. Competing. Just to see what you HAVE and don't want them to see. Maybe they do something with it, maybe they don't. But fuck it, you're being RUDE and now they're CURIOUS. And THEN? Oh. Oh holy shit.

Not a meme.

Very real.

Not a joke.

The walls come crumbling down, down, down. Ripped apart by hundreds of hands. Emails sent to every sort of agency. The JLU line inundated with emergency tips. Not a joke. Not A Joke. Holy Shit, IT WASN'T A JOKE!

Phantom is REAL!

And there, on TV, stands the Man. The signal FINALLY breaching containment. Fighting off the invading God of the week. Built like statue, hair like an aurora borealis of white fire held almost delicately in place by a CROWN of ice, a suit made of void and starlight. Inhuman. Beyond human.

Here to help.

A laugh that crackles like ice and the snap of winter, rolls through the air like coming storms, rich and somehow warm. A smile that bares teeth, yet turns so KIND when he looks upon humanity, as though we are precious and worth fighting for. A living star.

A... a once living star.

And in the center of it all? Wearing his BESPOKE, custome made, Number 1 Phan full body outfit? That's right. Dash Baxter. Ha! You fuckers doubted him! Behold his blorbo and WEEP, ya fuckin casuals! The BESTEST of boys! The FINEST of Heros! Superman? Could NEVER.

And now? The weather!

@babbling-babull @nerdpoe @the-witchhunter @ailithnight @hypewinter @hdgnj @mutable-manifestation

#dpxdc #dp x dc #dc x dp #dcxdp #dc x dp prompt #dash baxter #dash on tv #Dash Phan AU

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bitchimasnake-sss · 6 months

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"my girlfriend's a nerd" ft. the monster trio!

self explanatory self-indulgent drabbles to soothe my book!loving ass

ft. luffy, zoro and sanji x fem! reader

set-up: you like books, he likes you that's it

warnings: none lmao this is very sfw. one might call it wholesome even.

luffy:

thats my baby ^^

— im not even sure if this mf can read 😭😭

— honestly 9/10 chance he can't but when has that ever stopped him from being our most supportive himbo king

— go king give us everything!!

— he doesn't get why you read books when instead you can be like sleeping or eating or looking at the sea but well, he doesn't question it

— he just thinks it's a weird hobby you have (i don't think he's aware of how freakishly illiterate he is)

— but just cause he thinks it's weird that doesn't mean he wouldn't hug you half-asleep when he hears you sobbing into the dead of the night or he wouldn't listen with keen interest when you explain the plot of your favourite book as he wraps his arms around you and hums into your hair

— will 100% offer to fight the author/ tear up the book everytime he sees you having a breakdown over a particular scene/character

"who should I kill?!" the deadpan seriousness in his voice is what terrifies you

"nobody! I'm okay–"

— after you explain to him that hurting somebody is not necessary and you're fine, he will try to coddle you with extended hugs and food (lots and lots and lots of food).

"yn you should eat something! should I get you something to eat??" you can hear the panic in this poor boys voice 😭😭

"no luffy, its okay. im fine!" you say through sniffs and snorts, eyes bloodshot from crying over ink on paper

"brb" and he gets you dinner enough for 5 people because that's how he knows to comfort you (willingly took sanjis kicks and namis punches to accomplish this mission)

— since he's a clingy little child, he will hold onto you some way or the other when you're reading

— you're reading in your room while he's fast asleep? his arm is draped across your waist lazily. you're on the other side of the deck, sunbathing and reading? his hand is stretched out from where he's sitting and on your thigh (ussop tripped thrice over his hand, rip god ussop 🙏) . you're reading during breakfast cause the book just got so good? his toe is rubbing your calf up and down periodically (he won't stop no matter how many weird looks you give him)

— conclusion: he doesn't at all get it what it is, but if it makes you happy he will spend all the berries in the world to buy you those books (plz know if you actually ask him to jokingly off an author for killing your favourite character, he will do it. please don't ask him that.)

— he's just so supportive and nice 😭😭

"my girlfriends a nerd, I love her" (ussop explained to him what a nerd was and now he's introducing you like this to everybody)

zoro:

the shades tho 😎

— I'm convinced this mf can't read either

— even he can there's like literally no evidence to prove it and the entire crew has come to the conclusion that he gets lost even with clear directions because he just can't read please 😌👌

— at the start, he actually thinks it's dead stupid to invest so much time reading books when you can do other stuff like getting stronger, sleeping, literally doing anything else (luffy backs up his opinion with full enthusiasm)

— i mean like he's seen you sob at 7 in the morning over breakfast cause your fav character died and now he's confused as to why are you spending money and buying books if they make you cry so hard (he doesn't understand the concept of angst im afraid)

— but over time he just accepts it as something you enjoy and well, if it makes you happy then who is he to question it?

— acts like he doesn't care/isn't listening when you're rambling about the plot and how thE MAIN CHARACTER IS IN LOVE WITH HIS ENEMY AND VICE VERSA SKEJFHSJKSN but is actually fully listening

— he's actually invested at one point

"but they are enemies? why does he wanna be with him?"

"you don't get it! thats the appeal!!"

"the appeal is forcing a knife on somebody's throat?" he's laughing, "as if you'd enjoy it if i threatened you with my swords"

"... i would actually enjoy that"

he is now asking nami for loan to send you to a therapist (nami has seen you nosebleed over fictional characters and is considering giving money away to zoro for free. you really do need help.)

— as I said, he's invested now (although he does question your taste every now and then) but he'd force you to either summarize the plot to him as he trains or read out loud so he can hear the story as it goes.

— so naturally you're now sitting on his back, reading out loud as he does push-ups

— this beloved himbo has now formed strong opinions about characters and will battle you with headcanons because "there's no fucking way the hero would ever go back to the villain after that! that's ridiculous! if he does I'll sell my swords off."

— will remember the stuff you told him, no matter how trivial, so if you get off an island and he spots a keychain from your fav book series he's spending whatever money he has left to buy you it

"oh excellent choice! who are you buying it for?" the shopkeeper lady questions aloud

"oh, my girlfriend." he's smiling, "my girlfriends a nerd."

— actually looks forward to you telling him all the plot details and jokes at this point (one might call him a part of the fandom now)

— when you're a crying, sobbing mess because a character died, he's genuinely comforting you (no matter how bad he is at it)

"yn it's okay, you want some sake?" he is hugging you, patting your head like you're a child

"no 😭😭" you sob harder into his chest

"well... that's the best i can offer"

he tried. it's not his fault you don't wanna drink your feelings away.

— conclusion: he started off thinking its stupid and now he's an honorary nerd. would never admit it though. stubborn asshole.

sanji:

he's actually so pretty tho ^^

— he actually liked reading books before you even joined the crew although his tbr consists of cookbooks and auto-biographies about the people he has some interest in

— he started reading so that he could impress zeff with his knowledge on cooking and other miscellaneous stuff (imagine kid!sanji reading a book till late night under a lamp cause he wants to impress his old man that's so cute 😭😭)

— respects your hobbies when he finds out you like reading

— and then he sees your book collection. whY ARE THERE LIKE 5000 BOOKS HERE?! NOW HES SCARED FOR YOUR SANITY CAUSE GIRL WTF

— he hears you recommend a book to robin/nami once and now he's running to the nearest bookstore on the next island you guys land on to buy it

— he obviously did it to impress you and win you over but goddamn that book was actually pretty nice. so, the next time he asks you for recommendations he's actually a bit sincere

— now you're both in a book club of your own (which makes luffy mad cause why are you leaving him out of conversations :/)

— like zoro, he often asks for updates on the book you're currently reading while he cooks everyone food. he loves hearing you talk about the things you like.

— when he sees you crying over books, he is making you sweet stuff to soothe you, holding you and rubbing your back supportingly, peppering kisses to make you feel better

— he's so fine 😫😫

— anyways, also def the kind of person to ask you to roleplay things in real life

"yn-saaaan" his voice is bubbly, "can i ask you something?"

"mhm?"

"the last book you read–" his face is going a little bit red, "you think we can maybe... do that irl?"

now it's your turn to go red

— but no fr, he's so so supportive of your little hobby like yes baby! read those books and have fun imagining people in your head

— 100% matches your vibe when you crush on fictional characters cause "you're right. he is actually very attractive" (a bi king we love)

— once zoro made fun of you for reading and this was his response: "you can't even read, mosshead. the next time you speak shit I'll kick your ass."

"who said I CANT READ? AND AS IF ILL LET YOU KICK MY ASS!"

"I TOTALLY WILL KICK YOUR ASS"

now they are fighting while ussop, luffy and chopper laugh in the background

— but yes he loves staying up late, reading with you before you both cuddle and fall asleep

— you once read about a specific sort of dish in a book and mentioned that it sounds delicious so now obviously he has to go make that dish. it doesn't matter if it's 1 am at night.

— when nami asks him what he's cooking, he just smiles and shrugs, "i dunno either, im just trying to make yn happy. she's such a nerd"

— conclusion: an enabler, an enthusiast. this man is ready to buy you books and then read them if it makes you happy. only the finest for his favourite lady <3

a/n: enjoy my wayward thoughts about these fine men!

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sidekick-hero · 2 months

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Steve's hands start to shake as he lifts Eddie's shirt over his head, and when he fumbles with Eddie's belt, they shake so badly that he can barely get it unbuckled.

They've never done this before. Shaking like that when Steve touches someone he's attracted to, that is.

Because he never felt that way about anyone, not even Nancy.

Like he's on the precipice of something life-changing and once he goes over the edge there's no coming back.

He was 16 years old when he learned that monsters were real and that there was another world out there full of them. Within a few months, he lost his social status, his friends, and his girlfriend. In return, he got a severe head trauma, nightmares, and a bunch of kids who were too smart and too brave for their own good.

And yet, undressing Eddie in his bedroom is the scariest thing he's ever done.

"Are you okay, Stevie? You're shaking," his boyfriend asks him, as if this were Steve's first time and not his own. As if it's Steve who needs gentle reassurance.

Shit, maybe he does. It's like he doesn't know what he's doing, doesn't know how to show Eddie what this means to him, that Eddie trusts him so much. That Eddie loves him so much.

"I'm okay. Just a little nervous, I guess?" Steve concedes, too many things going through his head to put them all in words. "Are you okay?"

Eddie's steady hands wrap around his own shaking ones, squeezing them gently. "I'm good, Stevie."

He says it so simply, his voice as steady and sure as his hands, and Steve wonders how Eddie can be so calm when Steve's heart is pounding in his chest.

"But... aren't you, I don't know, nervous?"

He doesn't want Eddie to be nervous because there's no reason to be. Steve can't wait to explore every inch of that beloved body, to kiss every single scar and thank anyone who will listen that he's allowed to do that. His body and soul both long to get closer to Eddie, and soon they'll be as close as two people can be.

And yet, it feels like something might be wrong with him if Eddie doesn't feel any of the overwhelming fear that has Steve so nervous that he can't even get them naked without shaking.

Pulling Steve in, Eddie presses Steve's palm against the warm skin of his chest, just above his heart.

It's beating as fast as Steve's, and something settles inside him. He's not alone in this, Eddie is with him. Where one goes, the other follows.

"Oh, I am. I'm so fucking nervous, because I have no idea what I'm doing while you have all this experience. I don't want to let you down. But I'm still good because it's you, Stevie. You're here, so I don't have to worry, even though I'm scared."

Taking a step forward so that Steve's hand over his heart is trapped between them, Eddie kisses him gently.

"I'm safe with you."

#steddie #steddie fanfiction #steddie drabble #stranger things fanfiction #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddielovemonth #steddiemicrofic #my writing #day 18

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jadeylovesmarvelxo · 6 months

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Bleeding Love 🌸

You have Hanahaki disease and time Is running out to confess your feelings for Eddie.

Even in the darkest times hope finds a way.

Warnings: Angst, mentions of blood, hanahaki disease, unrequited love or is it? fluff.

Don't copy, reuse or repost my work.

❤️

The Blossoms are pink, innocent looking but they insight fear in you that you've never felt before.

You've faced monsters in the Upside Down but this is the scariest shit you've ever seen.

Pain grips your stomach and you vomit, the Blossoms are growing more and more each time your sick.

When the disease first took root inside you, the petals were so small, it was easy to forget that it even happened (even if in the back of your mind the worry bloomed each passing hour)

Over the last few weeks the petals had been growing in volume. To the point that you were making excuses not to see your friends, anxiety and stress from what was happening overwhelming you.

Stomach aching you curl up on your bed terrified about the severity of the situation you were in.

Hanahaki disease had took hold on you and every day you suffered more and more, the only way for this to stop was if you confessed your feelings to the one person who you were madly in love with.

Eddie Munson, but that was impossible. He was your friend, he had a girlfriend and you knew he didn't feel the same.

You were doomed literally to unrequited love and there was nothing you can do to stop it.

♥️

Hiding it from the boys at Hellfire ended rapidly. Harriet was at the latest meeting with Eddie and even though you tried to ignore the constant affection she was lavishing on Eddie, you heard all of it.

Each kiss or comment made your heart rip open at the seams, agony wracks your stomach and you can barely concentrate on the game.

You don't notice Eddie watching you concerned.

Eventually the pain is too much to ignore, the pain in your body is vicious and petals force their up your throat, it chokes you and you being to cough.

Dustin who is beside you, immediately begins to panic and the game is forgotten in the panic.

"What's wrong with her?" Harriet screeches and Eddie is by your side in an instant. His presence should be soothing but it has the opposite effect and the petals are soon brought up.

Blood and the petals mix on the table and you stumble into Gareth who catches you before you fall.

"Shit" Lucas eyes are wide and blown and Jeff looks sick to his stomach.

"Fuck... Is that? Are those petals" you nod feeling numb and tears run down your cheeks.

"How long?" Gareth asks and you wipe your eyes, shaking.

"A few weeks, it's getting worse" Eddie looks between you and Gareth his eyebrow raised and panic over his face.

"You know what this is?" he demands to Gareth who nods sadly and squeezes your hand.

"Hanahaki disease, the victim of the disease coughs up flower petals when suffering from one sided love" silence fills the room and you're helped up by Dustin and Lucas.

"Well, there has to be a cure right?" Eddie implores and Gareth swallows, tense. He doesn't want to say what you already know and have to accept.

"Eddie... She has to confess to who she loves and they return her feelings. It can't be friendly feelings it has to be love" Eddie's face turns paler by the minute and his voice is barely a whisper as he asks his next question.

"What's the other option?"

"Wait I've heard of this disease Nance has a book on it the other option it's..." Mike freezes and Eddie looks like he might explode at any minute.

"Don't leave us in fucking suspense Wheeler! What is it?" his voice is higher now and he moves closer to you, concern and worry pouring off him.

"Death" Mike murmurs and Eddie stiffens on the spot and he turns to you his face full of determination.

"Yeah, that's not fucking happening. Who's the guy? Is it Harrington" Eddie demands and you shake your head, your throat is scratchy and you cough again, bits of petals falling out your mouth.

"It's no use Eddie. He doesn't feel the same" you know it in your bones. Eddie's face falls and he shakes his head.

"No, no fucking way. You're not going anywhere you hear me. Who is he? You have to tell him princess" There's a tiny note of hysteria in his voice and you touch his cheek gently.

"I can't force him to love me Eddie" your voice is tender and kind but it doesn't stop Eddie's lip from wobbling and real tears pool in his eyes.

"I can't lose you" he whispers and your heart breaks at his pain. The coughing starts again and the force burns your lungs, has you gasping for breath.

String arms steady you and you rest your head on Gareths shoulder. "I need to go home"

You're exhausted, aching all over and just want to sleep, Mike calls Nancy on his walkie talkie and you hear snippets of their conversation.

"Wait Nancy says that surgery is an option to remove the infection! It removes the feelings too and all memory of the person"

Lose your memories of Eddie? There was no way. You shake your head.

"Not an option" Eddie gapes at you and anger crosses his features.

"I don't care if this douchebag is a Greek god he's not worth your fucking life. You don't deserve to die princess"

Harriet is watching Eddie with a contemplative look on her face and she reaches out to him.

"Can we talk?"

♥️

Eddie is out of his mind with worry. Anger, frustration and panic fills his veins and he kicks a near by trashcan to let some of the feelings out.

"Eddie" Harriet begins and he shakes his head feeling the beginnings of a panic attack take hold.

"I can't lose her, I can't" the fear chokes him and he can't calm down. Harriet softens as she watches him.

"Wow, you really do love her don't you" she gets it now, how he was never really fully invested in her, not while his heart was with you.

It hurts a little but she thinks on some level she's always known. Eddie nods.

"Of course I do. She's my best friend" he replies instantly and she chuckles.

"Sweetie, that's not what I mean. You're in love with her aren't you?" she expects Eddie to deny all the feelings but his shoulders slump and he sighs sadly.

"She's in love with someone else incase you haven't noticed and it's killing her" Harriet ignore this and kisses Eddie on the cheek.

"We had a good run. Do me a favour yeah? Tell her. You never know, that's all I'm saying" he looks skeptical but nods and just like that she walks out of his life.

♥️

Everything smells like Eddie, Old Spice, a hint of smoke and leather. You open your eyes to find you're in his bed and he's beside sitting on the floor beside you, his hand in yours.

"How did I get here?" you barely remember anything that happened and Eddie fills you in.

"I brought you here. Wanted to keep an eye on you sweetheart" it warms your heart and you squeeze his hand.

"Maybe there is hope with this surgery thing? Might be a good idea or at least worth a try? If you get rid of these feelings it's best for you." Eddie gets up and settles on the bed looking hopeful and he continues speaking.

"Still don't you want to at least confess and know for sure that he doesn't feel the same" this quietens you for a moment and you ponder this.

At least you would know either way.

"I... It's you Eddie. It's always been you" for a second Eddie doesn't say anything and you're already cursing yourself for screwing up.

"I know you don't feel the same and it's okay, you have Harriet and... He doesn't let you finish the words as his lips press to yours.

The action stuns you but the feel of Eddie's lips on yours is perfect, you ease into the kiss before pulling away as reality sinks in.

"We can't... Harriet is your girl" he shakes his head and you're confused. What the hell happened in the last couple of hours?

"She told me to tell you how I feel. We're over sweetheart. It would never have worked out because I'm head over heels in love with you"

The reality of his words don't sink in until the pain in your body lessons and begins to fade, the pressure on your lungs eases bit by bit and breathing feels easier and easier.

It only means one thing. Eddie does love you like you love him. The joy is all consuming and instead of agony all you feel now is hope and blooming happiness.

"Eddie" There's tears in your eyes and his stare back at you with utter devotion as he cups your cheeks.

"I wish you would have said sooner princess, the thought of you in all of this pain, god I love you so fucking much. To think I could have lost you...'' emotions overwhelm him and he kisses you again.

Everything feels brighter, your body healing from it's ordeal the last few weeks as Eddie presses kisses onto your lips and between each kiss is three little words.

I love you.

The happiness blooms even stronger now.

🌸

#eddie imagine #eddie munson x you #eddie munson angst #eddie munson fluff #eddie angst

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eddiemuonson · 7 months

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Sweet Feelings - Steve Harrington x Reader

Summary: You take care of Steve Harrington after they come back from the Upside Down, fighting against Vecna. You never actually liked his girlfriend, Nancy, and realized it wasn't only because she didn't treat him like he deserved.

Contains: mentions of wounds/blood, fluff

Word count: 3.1k

They came back from the Upside Down looking like they had lost a war, like they've seen a ghost. You haven't been around them that much when it comes to beating the monsters and the enemy.

Steve was bleeding on his stomach and his face was dripping blood, he had strangled markings on his neck as well. It shocked you to see him that way, though. Robin and Eddie were holding him up and helped him sit in your couch.

Both of them weren't that as injured as he was, but were still looking like they could use a shower and a bed at that point. They told you Harrington was pulled under the water and brought to the Upside Down, into Vecna's lair. He was beaten up by a bunch of Demobats, getting choked out and bitten on his stomach.

That explained a lot why he was so lightheaded at your house, Robin offering a glass of water while he was trying to catch his breath. Eddie was looking out your window, checking on the house, and it brought you to finally ask them about why they were there.

"So you're going to lure this demon into my house?", you were trying to digest the whole situation. You learned about first aid before, so you prepared a whole kit to patch Steve, otherwise he would die on your couch.

"He's probably not coming now anyway", Munson said. Poor guy was still terrified as he had never been face to face with something like that. Neither were you.

"He's learned we were after him to get him killed before he opened the portals in Hawkins". It was hard for you to believe everything about this story. You've heard about Upside Down before, you knew about other people's deaths that were caused by the supernatural. It was just too much to gather.

You nodded as you sat on the couch closer to Steve, and Robin sat next to Eddie on the other side of the livingroom. His wounds were oozing, and he was panting from the pain. Harrington couldn't fight against the pounding pain against his ribs, either.

"Just try to breathe slowly, it can ease the pain", you said. He tried looking at you, but held his head back against the furniture. "This is going to sting a lot, but I'm going to use some analgesic for the injuries, so you can get comfortable".

You weren't that close to Steve, even though you were almost always together, considering you were too close to Robin. Despite that, you were madly annoyed over how his girlfriend, Nancy, who would be such a dumbass with him.

She wasn't that nice to the guy, she would bitch about him all the time saying he was too clingy, and would ditch him to keep her status at the parties. You always thought he was too nice to his closest friends and specially to her.

He was always nice to you as well and you would banter about nonsense stuff at some point, having fun with the way you'd respond to each other. But still, you didn't know about his secrets, about his private life.

You heard him groan as you started to stitch him up, making sure the anesthesia kicks in on the rest of his wounds. It makes you flinch at the way he holds back his screaming from the pain and how he squirms his body in response.

"Has... anybody talked to Nancy- about what happened..", he was trying his best to keep his sanity while you're working on the needle through his body. You let out a scoff and he noticed it.

"You barely died, your friends are all worried about you, and you only worry about the single person who didn't move a finger to look for you?", you asked. It obviously came out the wrong way, as you didn't mean to be rude. But Robin realized she wasn't the only one to be so incredibly against his relationship.

But the thing is, she had the right to, she was his best friend. You were only his friend for a while and even though you get along, you couldn't just barge into his life like that.

"She's my girlfriend, (Y/N). I care for her", he responded. His body started to rest as the analgesic and the anesthesia were working, giving him some comfort.

"Well, is she here right now?", you give him a smirk and he furrows his brows.

"Steve, she has a point", Robin states. "Look, we've talked about that before. Once, I told you I didn't like the way she acted around you, and I still don't. If she's not looking for you, maybe it's just not worth it".

She assured him she would be by his side, even if his relationship wouldn't work anymore. But he wasn't in the mood for that right now. He was dealing with a lot of pain and with the fact he almost died to Demobats. As you finished his stomach injuries, you started giving attention to his face, his right brow was split open.

"I'm sorry about that", your touch was light and he closed his eyes. He didn't have much of a choice but to let you do your work. It didn't hurt that much like before, either way.

"Nah, I've been beaten up before", he said, playfully. "Just this time, the pain is worse".

"I didn't mean the beating". You whispered as your hand stitched up his skin. You had this weird feeling in the pitch of your stomach, which made you confused by your response about his relationship with Nancy.

"Oh.. yeah, maybe you were right. It wasn't the first time I heard about it. I guess I'm just not good at reading between the lines". Harrington sounded really hurt by the way he talked about it. He had to deal with a lot lately, specially with Vecna trying to kill him and his friends.

As you finished your work, you got up from the couch and started packing the first aid kit. "You guys should stay here for the night. You two can sleep in the guest bedroom", you smiled.

It's not just that it would be better for them, but you were kinda worried about the demon out there. Now that he knows they're out looking for him, it's just not good if they split up. In fact, staying at your house isn't even the best option, but you didn't want to be alone.

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You just couldn't sleep. You were thinking too much about Vecna and the portal thing Robin was talking about. She seemed to be sleeping very peacefully on your king-sized bed, lying comfortably on the mattress under your blankets.

Shouldn't she be careful and awake, hoping for something to happen? Maybe she shouldn't, but you were. You couldn't wrap your head around the fact that those things out there existed. You rolled over your bed and headed to the kitchen, maybe if you drink some water or even a medicine for your sleep you could actually rest.

All the lights were out except the one from your hallway, which was almost always on. You were wondering if Eddie and Steve were also asleep or just taking turns in case anything happened. Somehow, you felt helpless after realizing you were the only one awake. Or you thought so.

You almost had a stroke as you approached the kitchen and saw a shadow in the kitchen counter. Your gasp wasn't loud enough to wake the house, but it surprised him. Steve was standing there, also dumbfounded, holding a bread knife. You would've laughed if it wasn't for the jumpscare.

"Jesus Christ, you walk too quietly", he said, still holding the knife. Standing on his feet while resting his hand on the chair.

You scoff, it's not like you'd do that on purpose. "And you're holding a bread knife".

"Can't always be that prepared", he replied. You turned on the kitchen light and it slightly illuminated the place. You let out a small grin.

"I thought you and Eddie were both sleeping. Or at least taking turns", he shook his head.

"Well, he snores, and I can't sleep through this sharp pain on my body. So I figured I would at least stay away from him". He sounded exhausted, even though his tone was playful. "And you?".

"I can't sleep either. In fact, I think I'm too scared to", you revealed. It's like you were ashamed to admit it and he noticed it. You thought he would make fun of you at some point.

"It's going to be okay. We'll figure something out, we always do", he grabbed your hand, giving you some comfort. Harrington gave you a sincere smirk.

"I'm sorry about what I said earlier. I didn't mean to sound nosy or rude at all". He looked down on his foot and breathed through his mouth, like a sigh. "It's your relationship, I know. I just don't like her".

"You and Robin share the same feeling, honestly", Steve pointed out, running one of his hands through his hair. The other one was now resting on his hip. "I kinda get why if I think about that now. Of all the people who knew we were dragged there, she was the only one who didn't ask".

He was bitter, and you sensed this was a very tough topic for him to talk about. He was almost killed, he was beaten up several times, and she didn't have the time to ask about him? She didn't mind just calling him to see how he was after that.

You knew why you couldn't just not say anything about it, because he was one of the sweetest people you know, and it's annoying how he doesn't get the attention he deserves.

"Look, I know it's not a good situation. But you deserve a lot better than that", you said as you walked towards the fridge, grabbing a bowl of ice cream. Ice cream was always a good way of getting the pain numb.

You put the bowl on the counter and grabbed a pair of spoons, offering him one. You saw him give you a small smile.

"I don't know about you, but I like to use this as an excuse to avoid any emotion or pain. At least at the moment". You explained, and you grabbed a spoonful of the sweet.

He followed you and ate a huge amount of the ice cream, making him scrunch his nose, squinting his face. He could barely eat the whole thing as it was freezing his brain out, and you laughed softly.

"You can't inhale the food, Steve", you were still trying to hold back the bursting laugh that was threatening to leave your mouth, and promptly gave him a glass of water.

He chugged the whole liquid and held back his head, tears were streaming down his face as he tried to breathe.

"Fuck, this is like torture". You looked at him and snorted, he literally forgot he was almost killed. "What- oh, yeah, I take that back", he was grinning as he grabbed another spoonful.

For the next few minutes, you were just enjoying the sweetness of that dessert while listening to the clock in your living room. Steve didn't say another word after that, but it wasn't uncomfortable at all.

When you felt like you had enough of the ice cream, he grabbed the bowl to himself and started digging. You grabbed a water jar for both of you after eating so much, you just had to digest it.

It was almost 4 am when you decided to go back to bed, realizing you should be safe for now, specially knowing Steve was still there, and he would fight for his life as he always did.

"Thank you for... you know", he said, making a gesture to his whole body. "The painkillers will certainly be of help".

"Of course, I'm glad I could be supportive". You didn't mean to sound sarcastic, but when you realized what you said, it was already done. You knew he might take it to his heart because of Nancy, but you were being honest at least.

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After they left the next day to try and find their friend to kill Vecna, you only heard about what would happen through Robin. And it had been days since they were gone off the map to avoid the portals to open. You learned they never made it, you felt the earthquake under your feet as the city started shaking.

It was definitely the most traumatizing moment for you, as you weren't home when it happened, and you didn't know what you were supposed to do then. A few moments later, you finally got a call from Robin.

"Did you guys do it? What happened? Robin, everything is a mess here, Hawkins is in a mad shape", you said desperately, as soon as you picked up your phone.

"We didn't", she sighed. "Eddie is dead and-", you gasped under your breath as she paused. "Vecna didn't die, he's just wounded". She sounded really hurt about all that happened to them. Robin wasn't even in her normal state.

"How's Steve? Is he alive?", you asked too fast. You heard your heart thumping in your ears, your eyes burning from the tears that were almost escaping.

"Yes, he is. He's done with Nancy. It ended up in a non-conventional way though", she responded. "How are you, babe?".

You? You couldn't even describe how you were feeling. You just experienced an earthquake, you heard Eddie was dead, Vecna was still out there. The only good thing about that was that your friends were still alive, the kids were still alive.

You started to cry over the phone and didn't realize Robin was doing the same along with you, because she got you. She knew everything was still new for you, it was hard for you to understand all that. And the fact she had to experience all of that was also hard for her.

"We're coming back soon", she said after a while. "If your house is still in place, care to sort out your first aid kit? We're also going to need a few more rooms". You laughed at the way she asked you to host them at your place.

You went back home after that. Everything was still in place except for a few objects lying on the floor, a few broken things were splattered across the house, but you still had your place. You grabbed your first aid bag and left it in the living room.

You didn't know what to expect from them, you didn't know how hurt they were, but Robin didn't say anything, so you figured it wasn't a major injury anyway.

A few hours later, you heard a knock on the room and quickly ran to open it. Steve and Robin were facing you with a small grin, but behind them Lucas, Will, Dustin, Max and Evelen had that scared look on their faces. You let them in, looking behind you before closing the door.

They told you how most of the fight happened. Eddie died trying to save them after all. It hit you like a giant rock, you never expected that to happen too soon. And that was why you never tried to invest on helping them fight against all the monsters under Hawkins.

You just wanted to help them, giving them your house and patching them. Maybe trying to find out something, at most. But never going after those things. And hopefully they would never go after you either. But you were almost sure they would, one day.

They were all sitting downstairs while you were arranging your guest room with some pillows and blankets. You heard them talking and sometimes laughing off the pain and the trauma they just lived. It was relieving for you to actually have them by, which made you feel safer.

Steve knocked on the door even though it was still open, just so he would make his presence noticeable. You looked over your shoulder, and he was standing there, still looking beaten. He had a dark eye, a small split on his mouth and bruises all over his arms.

You shortened the space between both of you and hugged him. Not too tight to not squeeze him and his injuries, but also not too loose. He still smelled like his cologne, mixed with the dirt and the blood from his face that dripped on his neck.

He held you back, resting one of his hands on your hair, while cupping your waist with the other. You spent a good amount of time like that, and snapped out of your daydreaming when you heard Will laughing. When you looked at Harrington closely, you saw how his eyes were bright, he had this small redness around his cheeks and he held a side smile at you.

You didn't know why you had to be to be impulsive, but you crashed your lips on his. Just enough to feel the warmth of his skin in yours. But Steve opened his mouth, deepening the kiss, browsing for your tongue. It felt like heaven when you started exploring each other's tongues.

He squeezed your waist and pulled your hair gently when you gripped his lower lip with your teeth. You gasped when he started to fasten the kiss, this time it was feral, and it had a hint of second intentions. Which you realized things changed when he started to guide you through the room until the back of your knees hit the bed.

He was about to approach you with his swollen lips when you heard footsteps, but didn't have time to break the contact, just enough to stare at an amused Dustin standing at the door.

"Ohhhh, I'm so sorry. We're about to order dinner. Didn't mean to disturb the birdies", he said, laughing at how you were looking at him.

The little guy was really sweet and funny. "Close the door next time". He said louder as he left the bedroom.

You and Steve looked at each other and snorted, laughing at how he reacted to both of you almost having at it on the bed. He rested his forehead on yours before nuzzling your nose, rubbing your chin with one hand.

"We'll catch up later", he said before giving you a wet kiss, leaving the room. He came back right after and stood on the hallway. When you looked at him, he gave you a gentle wink and a smirk before going downstairs.

Nancy just lost her chance to have a gentleman as her boyfriend. She wasn't able to give him the love he should have. And you were there sitting on the bed, thinking how things changes so fast, you were already wishing you would be that person if he'd let you.

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x female reader #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fanfiction #stranger things fanfic #steve harrington x you #steve harrington fluff #stranger things #steve harrington drabble #steve harrington imagine #userashe #userdjo

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layaart · 10 months

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Check out the cover for How To Get A Date With The Evil Queen, sequel to How To Get A Girlfriend (When You're A Terrifying Monster)!

#How To Get A Date With The Evil Queen #sequel to How To Get A Girlfriend (When You're A Terrifying Monster)#cover reveal #book design #cover illustration #sapphic books #How To Get A Girlfriend (When You're A Terrifying Monster)#books

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elryuse · 28 days

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yandere ex wife chaewon??

REMEMBRANCE.

YANDERE EX WIFE CHAEWON X MALE READER

The deafening roar of the crowd was Chaewon's prison. Her smile, practiced to perfection, felt like a cruel mask as she belted out the final note. Success, the very thing she craved, tasted like ash in her mouth. All she could see was Lee Y/n, her ex-husband, his face a ghost in the sea of adoring fans. Memories, sharp and painful, flooded back – their cramped apartment, the way his eyes crinkled when he laughed, the whispered promises of forever drowned out by the siren song of fame.

"Y/n," she breathed into the microphone, her voice barely audible over the music. A silent plea lost in the frenzy.

Regret, a venomous serpent, coiled around her heart. She'd chosen this – the screaming fans, the luxurious life, the constant pressure to be perfect. But the emptiness that gnawed at her soul was a far crueler price than she'd anticipated.

The news that Y/n was dating someone new was the final blow. Jealousy, a primal scream, ripped through her. How dare he move on? He was supposed to be pining for her, waiting for her inevitable return. The carefully constructed idol persona began to crack, revealing the terrifying truth – Chaewon was obsessed.

Her days became a twisted game of cat and mouse. She used her fame and connections to dig into Y/n's life, a stalker in designer clothing. His new girlfriend's social media became her nightly haunt, each picture a fresh wound.

One rainy night, she found him. Y/n, oblivious to the approaching storm, was walking his dog under a flimsy umbrella. A cruel smile twisted Chaewon's lips. This wouldn't be a dramatic confrontation; it would be a slow, agonizing game.

Her car screeched to a halt beside him. Y/n looked up, startled, his eyes widening in recognition.

"Chaewon?"

"Get in," she commanded, her voice cold.

He hesitated, then climbed in, the damp air clinging to him. The car became a pressure cooker, the silence thick with unspoken emotions.

"You seem happy," Chaewon finally said, her voice dripping with venom.

Y/n shrugged, a strained smile playing on his lips. "I am."

"But you miss me," she insisted, her eyes blazing.

He chuckled, a humorless sound. "Move on, Chaewon. This isn't healthy."

His words were a slap, a harsh reminder of the reality she'd tried to ignore. But defiance, a twisted echo of their past love, flared within her.

"No," she hissed, her voice low and dangerous. "You're mine, Y/n. You always will be."

The car lurched forward, the rain drumming a frantic rhythm against the windshield. Y/n's smile faltered, replaced by a dawning fear. He finally saw the monster lurking beneath the idol's facade, a monster fueled by a twisted love and a burning desire for possession.

This wasn't the Chaewon he knew. This was a terrifying stranger, and he was trapped, hurtling towards a future he couldn't control. The once familiar scent of her perfume now reeked of obsession, sending shivers down his spine.

As Chaewon sped through the night, a manic glint in her eyes, Y/n knew this wasn't just about winning him back. It was about punishment, about claiming him as a trophy, even if it meant breaking him in the process. The line between love and madness had blurred, and Y/n was caught in the chilling crossfire.

The mansion, once a symbol of Chaewon's success, now felt like a gilded cage. Y/n was a prisoner, not in chains, but in the suffocating hold of her obsession. The opulent room, with its velvet drapes and crystal chandelier, was a constant reminder of the life he'd left behind.

Chaewon was a whirlwind of contradictions. One moment, she'd be a vision of breathtaking beauty, her voice a siren song whispering promises of a life together. The next, her eyes would turn ice-cold, the smile on her lips a cruel parody of their past happiness.

"Isn't this lovely, Y/n?" she cooed, her hand trailing down his arm, sending shivers down his spine. "Just the two of us, like old times."

Y/n forced a smile, the taste of ash in his mouth. "It's… different."

"Different how?" she pressed, her voice a razorblade.

"Just… I don't know..." he stammered, hating the tremor in his voice.

A flicker of disappointment crossed her face, replaced by a cruel smile. "Oh, you'll get used to it. You still got plenty of space for new memories."

The days blurred into a monotonous nightmare. Chaewon showered him with affection, laced with a suffocating intensity. She'd play his favorite songs, cook him gourmet meals, but it all felt like a twisted performance. One wrong glance, one perceived slight, and her mood would shift like a desert storm.

She'd hold his phone just out of reach, a cruel reminder of his severed connection to the outside world. Every night, she'd curl up against him, her warmth a twisted comfort. Sleep came in stolen moments, haunted by nightmares of pleading faces – his ex-girlfriend's, his friends', his fading sanity.

One evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Chaewon returned home, a bottle of champagne in one hand and a manic glint in her eyes.

"We're celebrating," she declared, popping the cork with a flourish.

"Celebrating what?" Y/n asked, his voice devoid of hope.

"Your surrender," she purred, her eyes gleaming with a psychotic joy. "You see, Y/n, you can't escape me. This is our future."

The alcohol burned a welcome fire down his throat, numbing the fear gnawing at him. He looked at Chaewon, at the woman he barely recognized, and a morbid acceptance settled in. Maybe fighting was futile. Maybe this gilded cage was all he had left.

He raised his glass, a hollow echo of a toast. "To us," he said, his voice barely a whisper.

Their eyes met, and for a fleeting moment, he saw a flicker of something familiar in Chaewon's gaze - a hint of the girl he'd loved, twisted by ambition and a possessiveness so strong it bordered on madness. He took a long drink, the champagne fizzing on his tongue like a bitter laugh.

Y/n wasn't sure if he was accepting his fate or simply succumbing to the manipulation. He knew a future with Chaewon wouldn't be filled with sunshine and rainbows. It would be a constant dance between love and obsession, a gilded cage where his freedom was bartered for a twisted semblance of affection.

But maybe, just maybe, a flicker of the real Chaewon still existed somewhere beneath the darkness. Maybe, in time, he could reach her, bring her back from the brink. It was a slim hope, but in the suffocating silence of the gilded cage, it was all he had left. But I guess we'll never know.

#kim chaewon #chaewon #yandere x reader #kpop x reader #kpop #kpop x y/n #x male reader #sexy content #yandere #update #kpop smut #apreciation post #beautiful #le sserafim

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imagine-silk · 3 months

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Could you do Yandere Wanda Maximoff with a Darling that is just a normal Civilian?

》I started writing and then there was a blackout so it wiped the stuff it had so that's cool ( ɵ̥̥ ˑ̫ ɵ̥̥)

It was love at first sight. Picture it; a giant plant monster has you in it's grasp, something cuts you loose and a red cloud catches you mid-air and you lock eyes with her. Just a regular meet-cute. She took you to safety and held you for a moment, a very shaky moment.

She finds you the next day just going about your normal life. It's honestly adorable how she comes up to you all nervous and not knowing how to act nonchalant. You ask her if you can buy her a coffee or something because she literally saved your life, it's the least you can do. Coffee turns into walking around becomes dinner then exchanging numbers.

When she sends the first text in her room she lays on her stomach staring at the phone waiting with bated breath. Immediate euphoria spreads everywhere when you text back and she kicks up her feet. The conversation isn't profound to you but it is to her.

If you're a student she finds out what times your classes are and if you allow her she'll visit the campus. If you work she'll try to buy whatever it is. Tickets to shows or food, whatever you do she'll find a way to go. If you're a construction worker or garbage man she'll ask if she can bring you lunch. She asks Tony to teach her how to cook and he directs her to his chef.

Speaking of Tony, he looks into you briefly. But seeing that you're a normal person he quickly loses interest. You're safe for her and that's all he needs to know.

Now here's where things get dramatic. She finds any excuse to leave the house. Any excuse. Sunny day? You have a day off? You see her daily and it's a bit much. When you tell her that she gets really sad. Does that mean she stops seeing you? Don't make me laugh. She just doesn't show you she's there. Texting doesn't take much effort so you keep that up.

The day you don't talk to her she cries her heart out into a pillow and consequently destroys everything around her. Tony freaks out, so does Steve, the one who actually lives with her. You are now on their radars. Vision has known about you from the start so this is not surprising but he's also not qualified to guide her feelings. You text back the next day saying you were busy and apologize with a cute crying emoji and she's right as rain.

She gathers all the courage in the world to ask you out and all the glass around the cafe breaks when you say yes. She doesn't even notice. Everything happens pretty slow but the second it does there's no turning back. Holding hands is a must. One kiss per date turns to two turns to a hundred. Always blushing and if you tease her she blushes harder. Teasing her makes her nervous but good nervous. It shows her you're paying attention intently.

Let's say someone is not too happy about her liking you, like a friend or someone on the street. They suddenly don't exist. Straight up. If it's brought to your attention you think you knew someone like that but for the life of you you can't seem to remember. Your family loves her but... when did you take her to see your family?

When another disaster happens she finds you immediately if your in the area and takes a moment to show off a little bit. The others find it annoying but they tolerate it. Having a superhero girlfriend is both cool and terrifying because it's basically having a guard in a war-zone.

Being a regular civilian makes it so you aren't up to date on everything she does so the immense power and destruction she has isn't something you know so you don't treat her like she's dangerous. That's also why you don't run or she her warping reality around you. You live in New York marvel style, weird shit happens all the time. And everything seems fine. Everything is fine, right?

#ask and you shall receive #marvel #wanda maximoff #wanda x reader #yandere #yandere marvel #gender neutral reader #soft yandere

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aroaessidhe · 9 months

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The sequel to How To Get A Girlfriend (When You're A Terrifying Monster), How To Get A Date With The Evil Queen is out now!

Sian's world thinks she's dead. Trillin's dimension wants to make sure of it. And the place they escaped to together just threw a dragon at them. All Sian wanted was a quiet moment to make out with her new girlfriend. Instead, she and the adorably monstrous Trillin find themselves trapped by a world whose fairytale magic has very strict ideas about who gets a happily-ever-after. Princesses exist to be rescued. Heroes do the rescuing. And monsters? Monsters get killed. In a world where happy-ever-after has teeth, Sian and Trillin are going to learn to bite back. How to Get a Date with the Evil Queen is a paranormal romcom featuring ridiculous gender and genre roles, big swords and a woman who doesn't know how to use them, and shapeshifting true love winning against all odds. Book 2 in the award-winning Monster Girlfriend series.

#How To Get A Girlfriend (When You're A Terrifying Monster)#How To Get A Date With The Evil Queen #sapphic books #queer books #my art #I haven't read the second one!#(also I have a commission of the MCs in the works 👀)

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yanderecuphead · 2 months

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[ cuphead show ]

Can you make a part 2 fanfic about cuphead x scary reader but she has feelings for him and she "begrudgingly" Accept his love for her! Imagine just walking to the diner and everyone hides the moment thay see the reader but thay dont care about that! Thay share a milkshakes and dance while holding hands! And elder kettle was scared of her at first but he realized this is probably the only gal cuphead is ever gonna have and elder kettle will take what he can get

[ sorry I made it long ]

Oh, Aww <3 Sorry I've disappeared on you guys :( I hope you guys like this- Though I don't know how many ppl still like Cuphead-

Pt 1 of 'Scary Reader x Cuphead'

He will not leave you alone and it was starting to get on your nerves

Or at least you were pretending it does

You can try and push him off, but he's determined to make you his

He doesn't care what anyone says- Not even his brother [Who is still VERY much scared of you]

"What do you mean you're scared of her? She's beautiful and kind."

"Beautiful and kind?"

^ They both look towards you, catching you crouching and scarying a little kid so bad they cry. Mugman grimaces as Cuphead sighs in bliss, tilting his head and putting his hands together

"Isn't she incredible?"

"You've got to be kidding me"

Nothing you do can deter Cuphead. He sees you as a perfect angel and no one could change his mind or perception

When you first came to Cuphead's house, Elder Kettle saw you and quickly locked the doors, before telling the boys to hide

"Boys! You have to hide! There's a monster outside-"

"Monster?" Mugman goes to the window, before pulling the curtain. He sighs when seeing you at the door, "That's no monster, Elder Kettle. That's Cuphead's girlfriend."

"Girlfriend?"

"Y/n!?!" Cuphead jumps to the window, before his eyes light up when seeing you. They're practically hearts floating above his head

"Since when do YOU have a girlfriend?"

"Since he decided he was in love with the scariest girl in town." Mugman remarks, before a shiver runs down his spine

"Hey," Mugman tilts his head, before smirking, "What's up?"

Elder Kettle is terrified of you, because holy shit- Why are your teeth so sharp. Though, when he sees Cuphead so happy with you, he shrugs and decides as long as you're not coming to kill them and Cuphead isn't getting any other girls anytime soon

Probably the only and best thing he'll ever get

^ Elder Kettle feels bad for thinking this, but he knows Cuphead

Whenever you and Cuphead go anywhere, everyone hides. Cuphead doesn't even notice, because he's so focused on you

[Also, people don't mess with Cuphead, knowing that he's with you]

He loves getting desserts and lunch with you

He can focus on you without anyone bothering you

You pretend to hate sharing some stupid, pink, cute milkshake that has swirlie straws.... But, well, it is kind of cute

And if you didn't know any better, you'd think that little hearts are appearing above Cuphead when ever he looks at you

It makes you feel giddy knowing that no matter what you do, Cuphead will always love you and that he doesn't see you as some scary monster like someone else

For the first time in your life you feel... Well, normal.

And you wouldn't trade this feeling for the world

#yandere cuphead #cuphead x reader #yandere cuphead x reader #cuphead #the cuphead show #cuphead show #cuphead headcanons #scary reader #elder kettle #mugman

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catierambles · 2 months

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Blood Moon Ch.7

Pairing: Syverson x Annalisa Caulfield (OFC)

Sy reached for her when he woke, but the other side of the bed was empty and cold.

“Annie?” He asked groggily, but there was no answer. “Babe?” Opening his eyes, he sat up, looking around. Her phone was gone from the nightstand and he didn't see her shoes where she had kicked them off. “Annie?” The fog finally lifted from his brain and he winced, his entire mouth sore, as if— “No.” Grabbing his phone, he opened up the calendar, looking at the moon phase. Full. “Shit shit shit fuck.” He quickly dialed her number but it went straight to voicemail. “Annie, it's Sy, I—please, just call me back. I need to talk to you about somethin'.” Fuck fuck fuck. Goddamnit, he should have been more careful, should have kept better track of it. She probably thought he was a monster. If he went too long without, the full moon took that choice away from him.

No blood, no torn sheets, so there wasn't a full transformation, but she had seen something that had terrified her, making her leave before morning. His mouth being sore gave him a good idea of what. Dialing her number again, it went straight to voicemail once again, but he hung up without leaving another message. Blood edged his fingernails, darkening the quicks and he got up, heading into the bathroom and scrubbing his hands.

Shit shit shit.

Tiffany never knew, she never saw that side. He came back from Syria changed and his relationship went down in flames before it ever became an issue.

Quickly throwing on clothes, he left the apartment, almost forgetting to lock the door behind him in his haste before hopping in his truck and tearing out of the parking lot.

Her SUV was out front in the circular driveway and he parked behind it, getting out and heading up to the house.

“Annie?” He asked, knocking on the door solidly. “Baby, it's me. Please...please open the door. I...” Cedar and sage. “I can take a guess on what freaked you out and I'm sorry. I was gonna tell you, I promise, when we had been together longer. Not even my family knows and I—” The lock clicked back and the door opened, allowing her to peek out. “Annalisa, I...” It opened wider and she stepped aside in a silent invitation, letting him in. “Baby, I'm—” It cut off as she wrapped her arms around his chest, holding him tight and he released the breath he didn't know he had been holding, returning her embrace. “I was gonna tell you.”

“I believe you.”

“You're not scared of me?” He asked.

“Scared?” She asked, pulling away to look up at him, “Sy, I'm relieved.”

“What?” He asked and she took his hand, pulling him into the living room. They sat down on the couch, Annalisa still holding his hand.

“Sy.” She started, “Kyle. You're not the only one who has been hiding something.”

“Annie?” He asked and he watched the thoughts cross over her features before she sighed, her lips parting to show her top and bottom canines and he watched as they lengthened, becoming razor sharp. A beat, and they shrank back down again, returning to normal, and she clicked her tongue against her teeth. “Oh.”

“Yeah.”

“You're a...”

“Vampire.” She said and there was a beat before he started to laugh. “Sy?”

“Baby, do you know how much I was freakin' out about this?” He asked, “I was runnin' a thousand bad scenarios through my head and you...”

“Yeah.” She said, “You're not angry?”

“Angry?” He asked incredulously, “Annie you think you're relieved? Were you gonna tell me?”

“Eventually.” She admitted and he sighed, still chuckling slightly. Tugging, he pulled her into his arms, holding her against his chest.

“No wonder I've never seen you eat. You don't.”

“Not food, anyway.” She said, “You're taking this very well.”

“Sugar, I turn into a Hollywood wolfman and my girlfriend is a damn vampire.”

“Well, when you put it like that...” A weight was lifted from his shoulders, and he was guessing from hers too, as there was no reluctance as she relaxed against his chest. Tipping backwards, he pulled her on top of him as he stretched out, their legs tangling. Holding her in his arms, he pressed a kiss to the top of her head, hearing her contended sigh. “When did it happen?”

“Syria.” He said, “Right before I left the service. My team and I were on patrol when we were ambushed. I was the only one to come out on the other side.”

“I'm sorry.” She said, burrowing into his chest slightly.

“Yeah. I could feel somethin' comin' on in the hospital, so I got the hell outta dodge. Shifted in the middle of nowhere and just rode it out. Brass gave me a medical discharge when I said I was done.” Sy explained, “When'd it happen to you?”

“About four hundred years ago.” She said, “I wasn't attacked, though, I chose this. The man I loved and married was a vampire and he turned me on our wedding night. Very supernatural romance novel.”

“Eugene?”

“Hell no.” She said and he snorted. “Eugene was later.”

“What happened to your husband?”

“He's dead.” She said, “Killed by a Hunter.”

“There are...”

“Yeah.” She said and his hands rubbed at her back soothingly. “It was a long time ago.”

“He was still your husband, Annie.” Sy said, “Is Caulfield your married name?”

“Yeah, he was Lord Markus Caulfield.”

“Which is why Whats'er-Tits called you “Lady” Caulfield.” Sy said and felt her nod against him. “You slummin' it with me?”

“No.” She scoffed, her hands spreading over his ribs.

“Explains the house.”

“I got this house built when this city was a single road and a couple shops, I love this house.” She said, propping herself up on his chest.

“It's a nice house, but you're kinda leanin' into the vampire stereotypes a bit much with it.”

“Says the man who can put down a mid-rare porterhouse in record time.” She said, “Leaning a bit much into the werewolf stereotype?”

“I could do that before I started howlin' at the moon. Always had a big appetite.” Sy said and leaned forward a little, pressing his lips to the small furrow between her brows before relaxing again. “I'm just pokin' fun, baby. Ain't nothin' wrong with your house.” She rested her chin on his chest, looking up at him. “What?”

“Nothing.” She said, “Even with you...being what you are, I was still scared.”

“Of me?”

“Of how you would react.”

“Have I ever givin' you the feelin' that I would hurt you? Ever? About anythin'?” He asked and she shook her head.

“Never.”

“Then you had nothin' to be scared of, baby.” He said, “Even if I wasn't what I am, I woulda gotten over it.”

“How do you know?” She asked and he reached up, tucking a lock of hair that had escaped her braid behind her ear.

“Because I told you, we're forever.” Sy said, “You're my endgame. Wolves got Mates, Annie, and you're mine."

"We have them, too. Called Tovaras." He arched a brow, "It's Romanian. Dracula language."

"For?"

"Direct translation? Companion. The full term is Tovaras de Viata, or Life Companion, but it gets shortened down."

“Then why not just call it that?” He asked with a chuckle.

“I didn't name it!” She said, “I thought Markus was my Tovaras, but when he died I...” She sighed, “I was devastated, obviously, but it didn't destroy me.”

"And Eugene?"

"Should I question how you knew Eugene was like me?"

"I got eyes and he's a bit of a try-hard." He said and she snorted.

"Eugene was...he was later. It didn't last very long." She said and sighed again, laying her cheek against his chest. "You're my Tovaras."

“And you're my Mate.”

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