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You know how they say Authors put a bit of themselves into their characters? What parts of yourself do you think you've given to Spook?
ooo! interesting question!
if i'm being honest, i think i've given more parts to spook of what i wished i had in myself. i think she's got an emotional strength that i could only ever dream of having, her ability to not snap at people even when she's frustrated, or standing up to people who've wronged her (like the scene in the bar with eric) that sort of thing. she's also got a bravery that i don't think i'll ever achieve.
otherwise, i've definitely given her my ability to not shut the fuck up when i need to (ie talking a lot when she's anxious or in love lmfao), my insatiable love for cats, most of my trauma, a dash of my awkwardness, and my love for simon fucking riley. i feel like the part that represents me most is "some other life." specifically the scene where ness is asking about her life and stuff like that. just that awkwardness that comes with that kind of conversation, how spook lies to save the tenseness it could have caused if she told the truth.
other than that, spook is everything i wish i was. and i gave that all to you guys, and now she's our problem <3 thank you so much for your question! i literally was scrounging my documents for scenes and whatnot because i couldn't remember really off the top of my head, and i'm certain there's parts of me that i've lost to her that i haven't realized yet, but now those parts are yours too (:
#core responds#soft spot#soft spot ramble#by a dash of my awkwardness i literally mean a DASH because i am awkward asf in real life#you might think i have rizz on the internet but that rizz abandons me the moment i open my mouth#i feel (a little) bad about dumping my trauma onto spook/reader but honestly it's the best form of therapy#i'm a trauma fic supporter#i feel a little bad answering this ask though because literally a MAJORITY of what i've put into spook is the bloodiest pieces of me and-#i'm not about to trauma dump too hard lmfao#i hate being perceived and i don't want yall to think i'm pathetic
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Been waiting for this lol
*Ahem* I introduced Yan husband! Finally, after years of waiting and stalking and murdering (if that's cool), he finally has you! He worships you every day and reminds you how lucky he is, and he tells everyone how he's so lucky and how you're perfect!
Yandere! Husband
A/N : Thanks for requesting! Hope you like it, 🌻 anon!
T/W : soft yandere, stalking, implied murder, non consentual photographing, stealing items, this is late asf
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"Honey, do you remember how we met?"
[Name] asked their husband of 6 years as they flip through their old journal, reliving their countless embarrassing, bitter and sweet memories of their youth.
They had been sifting through the storage closet earlier when they stumbled upon a box containing their old belongings dating back from when they were still studying in high school until they got married to their husband, Derek.
"Of course I do, it's the day I met the love of my life" He says with a smile on his face.
"Psh.. you're so cheesy Derry" [Name] swatted their husband's shoulder playfully, flustered at his words.
"What? I'm being honest. Every moment spent with you is unforgettable" A dark glint was present in his eyes as he uttered his reply.
How could he ever forget the day he met his beloved [Name]?
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Derek had been in his senior year of high school by the time he met [Name].
They had only recently moved to his hometown and enroll to the high school. He could still recall their timid expression as they asked him for directions, at that moment Derek brushed off the encounter as a one time thing.
He was graduating and they were a junior, he'll probably won't see them again.
Until Derek started to bump into [Name] more frequently albeit it being only a coincidence. [Name] would notice his presence and greeted him with a small wave everytime they pass by each other in the hallway or waiting in line during lunch.
Eventually, he finally spoke to them one day. It felt odd for him to be around them yet never uttering a single word.
It was the best decision he ever made.
"Uhㅡhey" Derek cursed himself inwardly for choking on his words.
[Name]'s eyes widened, spooked to hear him talk to them. They mustered up a crooked smile after recollecting themself to reply to him.
"Derek, hi. Sorry, I was on my phone that I didn't notice you behind me"
From then, something shifted in him. Their conversation faded into a white noise in his ears as his thoughts became fixated in [Name]'s voice.
He had heard them speak before but it felt different when they're talking to him. Their voice engraving itself into his brain like an earworm.
It doesn't stop there, their interaction expanded as their friendship blooms. [Name] would seek him out on subjects they were struggling on despite having other student who would eagerly help themㅡ his heart swells with pride knowing that it's him whom they're relying on.
Derek would also began inviting them to his football practice as an excuse to invite them for an ice cream laterㅡ and to also flex his athleticism in hopes of receiving praises from them.
He's not stupid, he knows that he likes themㅡ loves them. Maybe he had been a fool for underestimating his feelings for them.
It had been an unfortunate timing that he had never been able to confess to [Name] as his graduation passes and he was wrapped up with preparing for his higher education.
Those times away and distance from [Name] were hellish. Derek felt his sanity wanning with each day passes and his thoughts were constantly thinking of [Name].
What are they doing, Where they're at, Who they're withㅡ They don't have a partner don't they? They didn't replace me did they?? I'll kill that bastard who took my placㅡ
He finally cracked after stalking through their social media page and seeing the other student having grown close to them within months of his absence.
Derek decided that he's had enough sitting around in the sidelines with an aching heart. He'll make his move and insured that [Name] will be his.
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"I then drove back to back from my university to yours for years until I finally had enough and decided to ask you to move in with me" He traced the picture they took on their first day moving into his house.
[Name] snorted and pinched their husband's cheek, laughing as they teased him.
"Silly, you, I can't believe you rent out an apartment just because you can't be away from me anymore"
Derek huffed and flipped to the next page, tracing [Name]'s photo as he always does everytime he sees it.
"I love you too much, it hurt's to not be around your presence. I feel like I was going to die with each hour passes without you"
"Mmh sure, how come you never died after leaving me everytime you have to go back?" [Name] attempt at poking at their husband again.
Only to receive an unexpected answer.
"I never left" Derek uttered. No elaboration whatsoever.
Silence follows after as the cogs in [Name]'s brain turn to process what their sweet stupid dork husband just said.
Derek closed the journal shut and stood up, planting a kiss on their temple.
"I'm going to prepare dinner now. You better come and eat when I call you before continuing your clean up! No buts and ifs, okay love?" He gave them another kiss before disappearing into the kitchen.
Come to think of it, Derek had re-entered their life at a time where their newfound friend tragically passed in a mysterious incident. [Name] had been devastated and clung to Derek for comfort before it eventually delved into them being in a relationship with the man.
Everything was perfect. Too perfect if they had to be honest. It's almost as if he had planned it.
They shook off the thoughts and continued sorting through the old boxes when one of the contents surprised them.
It was the items they thought they had lost or threw away. But how could Derek have it when they had lost it before they begun dating. The polaroids were also odd as Derek weren't around during their senior year when it was takenㅡ if the dates marked was correct.
"Honey! Dinner's ready"
They'll ask him about it later.
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#yandere x reader#yandere x darling#yandere x y/n#yandere x you#yandere oc#yandere#tw: yandere#gender neutral reader#yandere male#yandere headcanons
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Just got locked out my bedroom for a whole half hour bc there's a massive fake widow above my door and I shat it
#had to sit in the hall and wait until it moved into a corner and then bolted 😭#and i saw another spider while getting a drink so i was already spooked asf#Someone up there h a t e s me tonight
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Here she finally is! Well both of them actually cuz I wanted 2 give the random asf spider husband a redesign as well cuz he fr needed it.
The fact that they didn’t use them as some sort of a double enemy duo in the game which would’ve been more threatening and challenging since u gotta deal with both of these spidery spooks.
Also forgot 2 mention from my redesign post that I wanted ti add to the already existing concept in the game with the whole “making the toys life like” but “also add animal dna to make them more believable” but as in consequences that causes their inner feral animal 2 act out and attack anyone if feel threaten. :0
Also I reused MLL old design concept 4 this cuz it’s cute and mad they didn’t go 4 that and instead use the simple bland one.🧍♂️
#digtial art#my art#sketchclub#my artwork#quick art#redesigns#redesign#spider toys#poppy playtime#mommy long legs#daddy long legs#some thoughts#my designs
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Slashers hugs headcanons
Request open
Micheal:
not the most cuddly person you will ever be with.
At first he will be confused and Just freeze but later he will warm up to it and maybe hug you back if you lucky
But mostly he will just akwardly stand there🧍
Corey:
(The silly killer guy from halloween ends)
Will hug you back instantly, hes good'bad boi' bf material but it doesnt change that he loves you and he will give you affecion
He may be horny after that so prepare for some suspisious comments
Probably He will later go to his father figure bff (myers) house and just flex and be like: :D i got a gf/bf!!!
Jason:
Will blush asf
Is going be scared to hug you in case he will snap your back in half or something, but later in relationship he'll be less worried and just hug you 24/7
Hes just huge Ball of love and kindness(and craving for blood and flesh of those who have sinned) so no worry, you have top1 husband material in your area!
Billy Lens:
When I mensioned in Corey one that he is horny... oh lourd prepare for this abomination, he gets off by prank calling bullying som random ladies(he is a discord mod before discord exsisted)
Of course He will hug you!!! And probably wont stop hugging you untill you verbally tell him to do so, but he just didnt hug anyone really since god knows how(not only in romantic way, i mean overall, this guy is touch starved)
Also you are mostly in control in this relationship so dont worry about Billy commiting anything bab towards you. Just Bonk him and call him 'attic nasty no-haircut-since-1896-ass rat' and he will go :( (dont call him like that he will cry)
Brahms:
He didnt touch another human being (and grass) for 20 years (canon) so litteraly any kind of human touch may appear either super nice and calming to him, or super hot please more, nothing between.
He will politley ask for more huggies🥺 and be very nice about all of this. He just misses gentle touches and little things in life.
He was extremly bored and lonley for all those years so any kind of interaction with you is super entertaining to him, especially if its phisical(hand holding, hugs ect) he will melt
The killer from hush:
Doesnt really seem like a guy Who is super into phisical touch, more into complements or gifts. But he loves hugging you from behind, mostly when you dont expect it(to spook you ofc)
When he brings you some sort of gift, he expects you to praise him or give him some sort of affecion
He loves cuddles on couch btw! When he just sits and watches movie and you suggle with him. Well at this point he does not care about movie, but cute little person next to him! You look adorable
Harry:
Will have little heart atack at first but its mostly him not used to human touch
Its going to take few tries for him to get use to simple kind affecion but He will get there someday
Of couse He loves you But he just prefers gifts or nice words!!! Please dont be upset! Its just not for him
Bubba:
Our affecion queen, will hug you 25/7
Bestie you huh him, you not leaving for 20 minutes, unless you tell him that you need to go/dont want to hug anymore. He will be a little upset, but He understands
This hug will make his day 3 times better! Thx for that! If he could talk he would tell everybody about how amazing and sweet you are!!
Request open
#micheal myers x reader#micheal myers#micheal myers x you#slasher x reader#corey cunningham#corey x reader#jason vorhees x reader#jason voorhees#halloween ends#billy lenz x reader#billy lenz#bubba saywer x reader#bubba sawyer#brahms heelsire#brahms heelsire x reader#the boy 2016#harry warden#hush 2016
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Sleep Token with a reader whos a spirtual medium? Where reader gets paranoid by a certain spirit playing pranks or just often disturbing them with messages / actions?
Hope you have a good day❤️
I find this cool asf
vessel
senses the spirits and tries to ward them away from you.
"waIT, you know there are spirits fucking with you? HUH?"
confused™️
lets you deal with them.
ii
"wtf why are your panties/boxers/underwear in the bathtub?"
annoyed at the fact that everything keeps moving around.
spots your stress and asks why.
went stiff when you told him.
iii
yells at them.
"STOP SPOOKING MY PRETTY PEACH!! 😡😡😡!"
mad @ them tbh.
desperate for them to stop.
iv
mf thinks it's cool.
until he sees how it's impacting you, then he tries to hunt them down.
you eventually deal with them, and he takes it from there.
vesselettes
they deal with it, they're more spiritually aligned and connected than the male vessels.
#my writing#sleep token x reader#vessel sleep token x reader#ii sleep token x reader#iii sleep token x reader#iv sleep token x reader#sleep token vesselettes x reader
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Have u entered the void yet
sigh I have 🕵️ buUT unfortunately it scared the shit outta me and I got out of it bc I couldn't handle it at the time... the first time it was unintentional and I had no idea what it was or that I was in the void state anyways, if ya scroll through my old posts I briefly talked about how I unconsciously manifested my current phone and job in the void state, was not a pleasant experience cause I was tired asf. the second time I was aware of what the void was and I was actively attempting to wake up in it after fallin' asleep, which I did— and god it terrified me because I woke up, opened my eyes, and everything was pure onyx + I couldn't hear shit --- I got spooked because I thought I went blind and deaf in my sleep (hellen keller who) 😭 but it was so weird seein' the black fade back into the 3D when I mentally said 'OH HELL NO' 🧍I may or may not have a slight fear of it now bc of that— now I need to get rid of it which has been barring me from entertin' again🏃pErsoNaLLy I don't want to wake up in complete blackness sO I've decided to create the assumption that the void looks like the landscape outside of Sosuke's house— ponyo reference bc I love ponyo, its a comfort thing
O o h wait, speakin' of that— I don't know why I suddenly remember this, but it's completely possible to enter the void with yer eyes open, right? but I always chicken out bc I don't like the symptoms, which is also why I don't meditate to enter it either. one of those times I experienced like 'heatwave'-ish vision where the 3D around me waves or wobbles, thought I was hallucinatin'. then another time, when I was really, really focusin' my living room kept wavin' back and forth between color and black & white, kinda like my eyes were takin' pictures. then the corners of my eyes started gettin' this....viginette blackness around the edges and was gettin' progressively gettin' darker and darker. On all these attempts I was very close to enterin' the void state awake bUt I didn't because I'm a scaredy cat 😮💨
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Can i request Hannibal with a child that has powers like 11 from stranger things? They can move objects without touching them and stuff like that
Sure! Tbh I have no idea what'd he'd do though 💀
NBC Hannibal with child! Reader who has powers like 11 from ST
The first time you did that Hannibal was really confused and freak out. Was he seeing things?
But then you did it again and he started to get nervous a little, he'd never seen anything like this before so of course he would be. (Will not included)
But then he'd get used to it as long as you don't try to ruin his house or hurt him or anyone.. Well with the exception of turning someone into food-
But he's also pretty fascinated with your powers like damn. That's cool asf.
You'd also be useful in the kitchen, just make sure you're okay with organs and bloody meat being displayed directly in your face
Will worry everytime you get a nose bleed and advices you not too use your telekinetic abilities too much. But little did he know that's not the only power you have. 🤭
You decided to spook him out a little more and decided to spy on him while he was out (yes, you still had your clothes on) and told him word by word what he was saying when talking to someone and you can bet your ass he was spooked.
And not to mention he was talking a walk in the woods with you and you found a dead squirrel and you decided to resurrected it and it ran away and he was like ??? First you make objects fly and second you have this clairvoyance thing and now you can revive animals from the dead?? Jesus y/n how many powers do you have.
And you decided to surprise with one more.. You were with Hannibal and lunch slipped and almost escaped until you showed up and you made lunch's head explode, safe to say he didn't feel safe. 💀
He still loves you despite these terrifying powers you have and would also advice you not to publicly use it unless it's to protect yourself or help him capture food.
He'd also feel comforted that you would be 95% safe from any danger when he's not there. Although just because you have power don't mean he won't be any less protective of you.
Would very much like it if you didn't use the clairvoyance thing though, he feels uneasy that you could secretly be watching him without him even knowing.
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I realised how short all of my stories are.
#hannibal x you#hannibal x reader#nbc hannibal x reader#nbc hannibal#hannibal x y/n#x child reader#child!reader#eleven#stranger things#slasher x you#slasher x reader
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I have a story for the Vampire au! Okay, so vampires live in the Encanto and are hiding among the regular people, Senora Guzman is one of them. A little after Antonio is born Alma is worrying about whether or not he'll get a gift, but Pepa had a difficult labor and so she doesn't really care about his gift, she's just glad he's here and healthy. Pepa gets upset at Alma for caring more about the gift than Antonio's well being, and Mirabel gets brought up, so Julieta comes in to defend her daughter, Bruno also gets brought up. It devolves into a screaming match about how Alma treats everyone and their gifts until Julieta yells, "well maybe the reason Mirabel didn't get a gift is because of YOU!" Casita then starts to crumble, just like it did in canon only five years earlier. Pepa shoves Antonio into Alma's arms and tells her to get out of the house, Alma and the grandkids manage to get out, but the other adults, including Bruno who was still in the walls, don't escape time and die in the collapse. All of this is too much for Alma and she passes out due to a heart attack, she almost died, but Senora Guzman saw what happened and realized if Alma dies the children won't have a guardian, so she turns Alma in order to save her. Once Alma wakes up and gets her bearings, she realizes Julieta was right, and her mistakes cost her even more family members. She vows to change her ways and keep her grandchildren safe, she turns the grandkids into vampires so she won't have to watch them grow old and die, the Madrigal family becomes really close to the Guzman family since they're both secretly vampires, that's how Mariano and Dolores met, Casita is rebuilt with a more gothic architecture and a graveyard for the deceased family members, which includes a memorial for Pedro, the magic does return, and Mirabel gets her own room, but the color of the magic is red instead of gold. The townspeople are a little spooked by how everything changed, but they chalk it up to the sudden death of the adults affecting the family and the magic so they don't really question it, and the slowed aging is waved off by Alma, who says it must be the magic's way of protecting the grandkids.
I’M RICKIN WIT IT⁉️⁉️
Honestly I am. Only thing that I would change is Alma. She was born a vampire (a LONG) time ago. She was just good at hiding it. EVERYTHING ELSE IS SO RAD THO 🗣️🗣️ honestly Alma saying the magic is what’s keeping the kids from aging is so real.
I imagine Guzman probably has to help Alma cope though. I mean it was clear Alma didn't wanna do it, and even with convincing. She was still pretty catatonic after the fact. But Alma slow gets over it (over it is a strong assumption though). After all, she's not the only one who had to resort to that. Mariano and a number of other kids at the time had to be turned, and a lot of families didn't want to subject their kid to that life, but had to for their safety.
And the argument before hand. Would make sense. How it escalated so fast is baffling, but stuff adds up over the years ig 😭 still sad asf tho. W for the memorial at least (┳Д┳)
Alma whenever anyone asks her about what happened those two nights:
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i just got jingliuuuu!! ajjdjsjxjdjsenkdkdksjsnxnskskjsjdjsjs i didnt expect her to spook me and show up while warping earlier and tbh i gave up that she won't come home to me bcs im broke asf in hsr right now buuuuut she still came home with my only five limited warps 😭💙
WHY ARE MY ANONS SO LUCKY?!?!
CONGRATS!! Jingliu really loves us all, we better treat her like the queen she is. 🥺
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Hello, you requested someone asking for your Swiss and Aeon HCs so here I am! Please, tell me all of them, I love reading headcanons for the ghouls
AHHHH OMG i swear every time someone asks me something that i know i know i forget immediately every time 😭
but also hiiiii! idk who u are cuz i've had a LOT of people pop up in my notes these past few days but like, hello!! :3
these definitely aren't all the ones i have bc these literally pop into my mind randomly throughout the day
also this is super long 😭
but uhmmm here u go :D
swiss stuff:
he's actually much more of a cat person than a dog person (he still likes dogs tho)
and like, don't get me wrong- he loves cats in general
but he loves the chaotic, crack head, stupid ones especially
they match his energy and he thinks they're super cute
i feel like he (along with mountain) were the types as kits to bring in random animals like raccoons, opossums, etc and then just carry it around
like bring the animals to [the] papa[s] and just be like "look what i caught! can we keep him?!"
he has a red lava lamp that he once got for christmas from sodo in his room but it doesn't work right bc he shook it up
as a kit, he used to google different ways to prank people and he'd go on chaos sprees (commonly joined by dew as well)
poor rain suffered the most of his antics
he wasn't really close with any of the ghouls or ghoulettes specifically when he was new to them
he still isn't
he loves all equally, even if the others aren't the same way
peed in a sink once when he was high + drunk
mountain's personal bedroom bathroom sink specifically
whenever he sees babies, he smiles big (it scares them sometimes)
used to have a major biting problem when he was younger
copia got him oral fidget toys
literally knawed on that shit constantly
likes the feeling of chewing rubber
has a very broad music taste
phantom/aeon stuff:
when he was newer and needed ppl around to make sure he wouldn't get himself in any kind of trouble, all of the ghouls and papa were busy
so they left him with the ghoulettes
and they all watched mean girls together
he genuinely really liked the movie
but he was really easily spooked when he was first summoned
so the part when regina george got hit with the bus jump scared him
secretly related to that one character who didn't go to the school in that scene in the gymnasium (i hope this is specific enough)
thinks liz gillies is super pretty
also has a very wide music taste
he and swiss have a playlist they made together on spotify of songs they like and it's so much shit mixed together it feels like a fever dream when u listen to it in order
has eaten bananas with peels on them a multitude of times
doesn't like oranges or limes
love lemons tho
once drank a thing of lemon juice in less under 10 minutes cuz he was bored
got sick asf
doesn't like headphones
he thinks they're too big so he prefers earbuds (wireless or wired doesn't matter to him)
had to get help from rain trying to figure out how bluetooth works
ended up teaching copia later
dew once dared him to drink two shot glasses worth of a mixture of hot sauce, mayo, peanut butter, and pickle juice for 20 monopoly dollars and phantom did it bc he thought it was real money
he doesn't mind most vegetables but he hates squash and zucchini, canned italian green beans, frozen carrots (he thinks they're soggy), and canned spinach
loves cranberries and cranberry flavored things
as well as pomegranate
isn't the biggest fan of cherries but loves the ones u get in jars for cheesecake toppings
bagel enjoyer
hates raisins
hates oatmeal
has thrown up numerous times after drinking cherry cough syrup
anywaysssss that's all i have for now :3
also i'm really sorry :( i know a lot of these are more like scenarios than HCs (i hope u still enjoyed tho!)
#phantom ghoul#aeon ghoul#swiss ghoul#the band ghost#nameless ghouls#nameless ghoulettes#ghoul headcanons
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Chapter V. Heart of Glass
Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader
Summary: The fallout from your first fight with Eddie hits hard, subsequently causing you to reveal secrets you so desperately wish to keep hidden.
Warnings: drunk asf reader, light fluff, some physical violence (dw Jason cops it), past trauma...
A/N: strap in for this one y'all, have some tea and some biscuits.
That morning at school was terribly uncomfortable, let alone the rest of the week. You and Eddie exchanged fake niceties over lunch, opting to not even talk at all, spooking Mike and Dustin as they looked between the two of you in utter confusion. Usually, you and Eddie couldn't ever shut up, sitting next to each other and gently nudging or touching whenever someone said something that made the two of you laugh hysterically or gasp with horror. The silence was defeaning and incredibly uneasy. But Friday was when the rest of the group had decided to point it out.
"So..." Dustin started, scratching the side of his face.
"I forgot to ask, how was your show on Tuesday Eddie?"
You peered up from your sandwich, looking briefly at Dustin before settling your gaze on Eddie. Even though you knew most of how his night went, spent in peaceful bliss with Chrissy, you couldn't help but pay attention. You secretly hoped maybe that she didn't show, even though that would completely crush him.
"Fine." He muttered, throwing a pretzel back onto his tray aggressively.
You swallowed hard, looking away with haste when his hazel gaze met yours.
Maybe she didn't show? Or maybe he was just angry at you for storming off like a child having a tantrum after being denied an overly expensive toy.
"Okay." Dustin remarked, terribly aware of the awkward tension that hung thick in the air.
"Well, what did you think of it?" Mike asked innocently.
You flicked your eyes toward his with a warning glare.
"I didn't go."
A silent oh formed on Mike's lips at your curt response.
The table fell silent, most of the boys exchanging uncertain glances filled with concern.
Ever since your fight with Eddie, you had an unrelenting headache. You never usually got headaches, maybe when you were sick or stressed out, but recently it felt like your head was always hurting. And today was no exception, especially considering the circumstances.
"You guys going to Harrington's tonight?" Gareth asked to the table, seemingly oblivious to all the tension. Bless him.
Almost everyone except you and Eddie erupted into excitement.
"I can't wait!" Dustin exclaimed, grabbing Mike by the arm and shaking.
Their pure elation acted as a perfect distraction from the weird vibes you and Eddie had.
"Eddie, are you going?" Mike asked. Mike always tried to mirror Eddie or gain his approval through doing the same things. It was sort of cute. Like a big brother, little brother bond.
Once again you found yourself looking over at Eddie.
You and Eddie had plans to go together and meet up with Robin and Nancy. But after Tuesday, you weren't so sure if either of you were going to make it there at all.
Eddie looked at you briefly with a dark, scornful expression.
"Maybe. It depends."
You watched as he clenched his jaw before you turned to focus back on your lunch.
"What about you?" Asked Jeff.
You placed your sandwich down, turning over to your left where he sat. You hadn't sat next to Eddie since Tuesday and it felt weird to turn toward Jeff and not see a curly head of hair.
"Can't say." You replied.
Jeff huffed humorously.
"As if you'd miss Steve's party. Everyone knows he has a thing for you."
You whipped your head to face him.
Apparently not everyone knew, considering this was the first you were hearing of it.
Seems as if it was also the first time Eddie was hearing it too based on the questioning expression he wore.
"What are you talking about?" You asked incredulously.
Seriously, where on earth did Jeff get this information from? Robin had told you about Steve's past, being a total whore and all, but as far as you were concerned he was different now. He was dating Ashley or Tammy...wait no, was it Heidi?
"Don't act like you don't know Y/N." Gareth piped up.
All of a sudden both you and Eddie's interests were piqued, sharing a quick and furtive glance. Despite your recent shortcomings with one another, you couldn't help but exchange knowing looks.
"Have you seen the way he looks at you? Like you're even hanging around Family Video for any other reason but to see his stupid face."
The table was amused with your wide-eyed perplexity.
"I hang around Family Video because of Robin. Steve just happens to also work there."
Sure you had spoken to Steve quite a few times and felt like you knew him considering how he was always a fan favourite topic amongst you and Robin, but Steve didn't seem like the kind of guy who would ever want to date you.
I mean he had the perfect Nancy Wheeler who was a bit of a priss and before that, a plethora of stereotypically pretty cheerleaders. You on the other hand were far more darker and demure, a cesspit of thrumming obscurity. You were a little hidden and aloof, a complete contradiction to Harrington himself, let alone the women he attracted.
Gareth and Jeff exchanged glances before snickering.
"Ooh, sounds like Y/N has got a crush." Gareth remarked.
Eddie pushed himself up and away from the table, rushing away with urgency.
You jumped at his sudden and violent movements, eyes trailing his form as it rapidly moved out of view and disappeared between the cafeteria doors.
"Seriously, what the hell is going on between you two?" Dustin asked nonplussed, shaking his head and turning back to the table.
"Nothing."
-
You were in math class with Robin when she decided to poke and prod you for answers about your week long mood.
"So what's up with you?" She asked with her usual judgemental sneer.
"Nothing." You replied nonchalantly, toying with a pen that rested between your pointer and thumb.
"So, it has nothing to do with Eddie storming off in the cafeteria and disappearing for the day?"
You scoffed at her knowing tone.
"He was probably going to see Chrissy or something." You muttered snarkily, sounding a little more jealous than you had intended.
Robin observed you and took in your words carefully. She hummed to herself for a moment before letting it go altogether, leaning back in her seat with an air of nonchalance.
"You coming tonight?"
You groaned at the thought, resting your head in your hands out of defeat.
"I don't know Robin." You muttered. "Not a fan of parties."
Robin laughed as she leaned forward, resting her chin atop her palm.
You didn't really want to go tonight. You quite simply just weren't in the mood. After your spat with Eddie and teasing from the boys at lunch, you wanted to just go home and crawl into bed and happily forget about the entire week.
"Oh come on, Steve's parties are really fun! I like watching the dingus get drunk and pine over Nancy. Maybe you and Eddie can have it out?"
You raised your head and turned to meet her. Well, the mention of Nancy had put you at ease. You were now certain Steve the hair Harrington wasn't crushing on you. If only Jeff and Gareth were here now.
"You think Eddie is going?" You asked, voice sounding small and insecure.
Robin placed a hand on your shoulder as she regarded you.
"Yeah. He's selling. Of course he'll be there."
You gently sighed and looked down at your notebook, still not making any sense of the equations Mr. Martin forced everyone to write.
"What would I even wear?"
-
It was 6pm and Robin had convinced you to wear her clothes after rifling through your own closet and coming up with zilch. An all black outfit that included a short skirt, inky stockings and chunky boots was how she had dressed you, utilising clothes from her goth phase. She even gave you her oversized denim jacket with the single eye on the back to keep you warm.
Robin was actually quite stylish but in a surreptitious way. She wasn't outwardly open about her interest in makeup and fashion, but she somehow tousled your hair like a pro.
If you were being honest, you looked good and if you weren't feeling confounded and guilty, you might have acted like it.
Throwing on a few silver rings and fixing any unpinned strands as you studied your reflection, Robin had decided you were good to go.
-
Fuck, it was loud and packed. You hadn't seen Steve's house before and you definitely couldn't make out what it looked like now. Not with the loud music, bustling teens and random trash scattered over counter tops and floors. Robin had abandoned you almost straight away, making a beeline for Steve donned in sunglasses and a redhead you hadn't seen before. But you weren't even mad, how could you be? You were in a crap mood, sucking up the oxygen like some sort of vibe arsenic.
You decided to look around, hoping to see Eddie cloistered in some dark and dingy corner selling joints like the little criminal he is.
Being alone in such a loud and crowded environment made you miss Eddie by your side. Made you miss his radiating warmth and the smell of cigarette and cedar.
Not talking to him all day and most of the week made you feel so terribly isolated. You laughed at the thought, considering how you once believed that you didn't mind being alone. But that was before Eddie.
Your headache returned with a vengeance, unsure as to whether the throbbing was from the pain or the excessively loud music. Looking over to the kitchen counter you spotted a bowl of punch, or probably some terrible concoction of straight alcohol in sugary syrup. Yet, it enticed you. Robin laughing with the bashful redhead and Eddie no where to be seen, you filled up a cup and went to town.
The violent burn that constricted the insides of your throat made you grimace. It didn't stop you from getting another and another and before you knew it you were unequivocally wasted.
You were enjoying your little corner in the kitchen, snacking on some pretzels before you felt a shift in the atmosphere around you.
"Hey look, it's the freak's slut." Called a masculine voice.
You turned your head toward the God awful sound of Jason Carver speaking.
"Surely he isn't far behind, now is he?" Jason added.
Suddenly, you were encircled by a group of chuckling jocks all glaring at you with intention. They reeked of alcohol and wore expressions that made you uneasy. Why were they wearing those ugly jackets outside of school?
Jason's posse smirked as he stalked closer toward you. You huffed in the wake of your broken reverie, annoyed at the repulsive sight before you.
"I don't know where Eddie is, why don't you ask Chrissy? Or is this pathetic little display of peacocking to make up for the fact that you have a small dick?"
All of a sudden a cacophony of loud cheers accompanied the ringing music as your little kerfuffle with Jason garnered some attention.
As all of the jocks turned to Jason patiently awaiting his response, he clenched his fists by his side before leaning toward your face, his expression contorted in anger.
"You shut the hell up whore." He seethed.
You didn't know if the liquor emboldened you or if you just simply hated Jason for the way he had treated Eddie and your friends over the years, but the idea of simply walking away had been left in the dust.
"You didn't like that did you? Tell me Jason, how does it feel to have your grass cut by the town freak?"
You were calculated and drunk off of Jason's humiliation more than the punch itself. Talk about liquid courage.
You leaned back on the lemon coloured counter, tilting your head to side as you sized him up.
"This is embarrassing, even for you. Maybe if you didn't have such a hard on for being a bully, you might be able to keep her."
Jason's eyes nearly burst out of his skull at your comment.
He somehow stepped impossibly closer, his hot breath fanning over your face. He lurched forward and gripped your wrist tightly. His hold left half moons in the plush of your skin.
"I'm sure you know how it feels. He rejected you. Who knew, even the freak has standards." He replied snarkliy, words dripping with venom.
Maybe if you weren't so intoxicated, you might have remained a little more dignified.
You huffed, pushing him back as tears threatened to spill. After he stumbled on his feet and collapsed into his group of friends, he shot back up fast and began to make his way toward you once more with renewed fervour.
You turned around to the counter and picked up the punch bowl with all of your might. Before you knew it, the glass bowl was empty and Jason was soaked in carmine liquid.
The music halted and everyone around you held their breath. The scene unfolding was ghastly. The relatively new freak giving it back to the jock.
Suddenly, a shaggy haired figure obscured your view. Eddie had placed himself in between you and an inflamed Jason.
"Look! Here he is to defend his slut." Jason chuckled straightening himself a little, acting as if he didn't look like a drenched gutter rat.
Now it was Eddie who was irate.
"Don't call her that." Eddie spat through clenched teeth.
They stood toe to toe, both parties brimming with an air of violence.
"What are you going to do about it, freak?"
You watched the scene unfold in front of you with sheer horror. Eddie was a sweetheart, but you wouldn't put it past him to beat the absolute shit out of Jason. Especially after your altercation with him still fresh in the air. So you decided to take action and back him up.
"We're gonna kick your ass."
Eddie's eyes widened in shock and fear as he turned toward you comically.
"We are?" He whispered to you.
As Eddie tried to come to terms with kicking ass as you so called it, Steve had magically appeared, standing to the side of Jason.
"Jason, get out. Now."
Robin stood beside Steve, wearing a wide eyed expression. She couldn't believe the scene in front of her.
Jason wiped his face with his jacket sleeve as he took one step toward your direction.
"This isn't over." He threatened, before turning around and leaving. Jason's posse trailed behind him, casting warning glares in your direction.
As they made their exit, everything had become too much for you as you abandoned the situation to rush outside. You pushed past the crowd that was already beginning to disperse, faintly hearing the sounds of Eddie trailing behind you as Steve turned the music back up. The party had returned in full swing, blurring the vague distinction of a previous contention.
-
Outside, you hunched over in a random lawn chair, staring directly into Harrington's swimming pool as if it held the answers like a crystal ball. You caught your disheveled reflection in the aquamarine, thoughts swirling as you wondered how you had got here.
As you mulled over your run in with Jason, your fight with Eddie and your past, you felt a presence at your side. Except this time you welcomed it.
Eddie had appeared, taking a seat in the empty lawn chair next to yours. You looked at him with your eyes rimmed red as you willed yourself not to cry.
It was like he could feel your pain, his face in all of its broad contours furrowed in concern.
"Are you okay?" He asked, reaching for your wrist that Jason had hurt.
You nodded your head slowly as he traced a calloused thumb over the marks. He clenched his jaw the more he continued to inspect your injured wrist. It was almost as if he were trying to calm himself down with your touch.
"What's the prognosis, doc?" You asked with a faint smile across your lips when he made no move to break the silence.
He looked up to catch your gaze. But he didn't want to joke, clearly tortured by everything that had happened throughout the week and night. Eddie let go of your wrist, opting to run his hands through his tangled locks. The sight threatened your resolve.
"Eddie." You muttered brokenly.
He turned to face you once more.
"What did I do?" He whispered, just as broken, leaning into your presence.
You allowed a single tear to spill. He wanted nothing more than to kiss it away.
Since you started getting to know Eddie, you had noticed how he was a little insecure. Of course he jumped on tables and acted like an apeman, but you caught glimpses of vulnerability. You could see in his eyes how he actually did care about what people thought and that his abbrasiveness was more of a reflexive and defensive measure.
"You didn't do anything." You replied.
Your defeated tone and wavering voice nearly killed him. The unsteady sight of you alone almost made him want to waltz up to Jason at school on Monday and punch him square in the jaw. That's if you didn't beat him to it first.
"Why'd you push me away?" He asked earnestly, nudging his knee against yours.
You exhaled deeply and looked toward the dark starry sky. I can't, you thought.
"Don't know." You whispered.
Eddie didn't seem completely satisfied with your answer, but after the events of the tenebrous night he didn't seem willing to push any further.
"I didn't see you come in." You started, hoping to shift gears.
He chuckled lightly, leaning back in his rickety lawn chair.
"I was upstairs, then I heard...I don't know what I heard. But, I came down and saw you." Eddie replied, studying your face.
"Didn't think I'd ever see you try and knock Jason Carver out." He added, clearly amused.
You both started to laugh, glad that some of the awkwardness had dissipated into the night. Hearing Eddie's laughter was relieving, almost as if the hearty melody were medicine.
It was only a few moments later you decided to take a leap into the abyss that was your fight with Eddie.
"Did Chrissy show?" You asked shyly.
He took a deep and tremulous breath.
"Yeah...but she wasn't there for the music. Or for me." He replied a little dejected.
"Eds..."
He chuckled, feeling pitiful for himself.
"Turns out she was just looking for something to take the edge off. Being little miss perfect isn't easy believe it or not."
You stayed silent, uncertain as to what you could say. Part of you felt slightly relieved, whilst the other part felt sad for Eddie.
"I'm really sorry." You started.
"I didn't mean to act like a bat shit crazy person. I just thought..."
Eddie tilted his head in confusion.
"Thought what?"
You looked to your lap, chastened by his inquisiton.
"That you had grown, I don't know, tired of me?"
Your eyes flicked up to meet Eddie's, hoping to gauge his reaction to your own insecurities.
He had laughed, but not in a condescending way.
"I don't think I could ever grow tired of you. Not even when you don't talk to me for days or threaten to beat up the basketball team on my behalf." He mused, flashing that pearly grin and wide eyed smile of his.
You sighed in relief as an immeasurable weight had been lifted off your shoulders.
"And thank you. For defending my honour." You continued, matching his smile.
He started twisting his chocolately locks around his finger in a coquettish manner.
"Someone has got to defend your virtue."
You both laughed some more, except this time a horrendous wave of nausea ensued. You clutched your stomach and cupped your mouth in a feeble attempt to prevent vomiting.
"Okay, I'm taking your drunk ass home." Eddie remarked grabbing your waist and holding you to his side as he assisted you out of your lawn chair.
His touch made you giddy and you chuckled under his hold. Even though you almost hurled into Harrington's pool, the alcohol had taken hold of your head now.
You began to sway and laugh absent mindedly as the rest of the world around you went a little hazy.
Your new carefree attitude emerged thanks to cups and cups of mysterious punch.
"You're fucken crazy." Eddie muttered, slightly enamoured by your rapidly deteriorating state.
Eddie continued to guide you through the garden gate that lead to the front lawn.
When the two of you approached the end of the path, you halted in your tracks. Eddie bumped directly into your back, sending a rather large wave of nausea that had practically already arrived at its destination.
"Eddie." You whispered.
He craned his head around your right side to catch your gaze. Your face was pale and white as the moon, while your eyes were bloodshot with blown out pupils. You were going to be sick.
Faster than Eddie could register, you doubled over and vomited all over the emerald grass.
He quickly grabbed your hair in a loose ponytail, urging you to crouch with him. Lucky you were cloistered by bushes due to the route you were taking to Eddie's van, thankful no one could see you throw up your entire breakfast, lunch and dinner.
"It's okay, sweetheart." Eddie mused, holding you close to him on the outskirts of the path as he stroked away any unruly strands that didn't make it into his makeshift ponytail. You started to sob profusely inbetween your vomiting.
You absolutely hated this. First, you had lost your mind over Eddie using you to impress Chrissy. You had gotten so frustrated by your convoluted feelings you hurt Eddie. Then, you tried to fight Jason and his posse. And now, well, now you were vomiting on Harrington's lawn crying at how embarrassing this whole ordeal had been. To top it off, you had Eddie holding you to his chest watching your drunk ass vomit.
"When you first met me Eddie..." You started, wiping away tears that were uncontrollably falling down your face.
"You said I was lonely. And you were right."
Your voice faltered as you reached up to rub at your eyes. Any modicum of control or logic that you might have possessed earlier had completely dissolved.
Eddie held you a little tighter.
"It's not what I had meant to say, Y/N." He replied, still caressing your face gently as guilt bloomed in his chest.
"It's because it hurts to care. I know I care, more than you do. I care too much and I can't do it." You sobbed, clutching at his leather jacket like it were a lifeboat in an endless sea.
Eddie was struggling to make sense of what you were saying. It was quite literally pouring out of you. Your vulnerability overwhelmed him.
"I can't forgive myself. Not after...after Matt." You huffed, like you had just ran a marathon and exerted all of your energy. You barely registered in your drunken stupor that you had grazed the surface of a secret. A secret you desperately wished to keep from Eddie.
It was like alarm bells had gone off. What the fuck? Eddie thought, confused about your drunk ramblings. He knew you were holding back about why you were really upset near the pool, but he wasn't expecting...this.
Your admission caused Eddie to still. Who was Matt? A twinge of jealousy rolled off his tongue as he tried to repeat the name after you, after the name came so freely from your lips.
Eddie knew that you had...issues to say the least and that you were harbouring something dark. He could feel it bubbling beneath the surface whenever you zoned out like you always did. He swore he caught a glimpse of something painful in your eyes the first day you met in the woods, it was why he thought you were lonely. Why you were so defensive and pushed people away like you did earlier in the week. Why you needed to be listening to music or reading or talking incessantly about books or films. He knew you were hiding, he just didnt know what.
You on the other hand hadn't even realised what you said, still quietly sobbing and gasping for air. In your fractured haze of a state, you were suspended in complete and utter confusion.
One minute you were in control, holding back both tears and your past. Now all of a sudden the flood gates were open and Eddie had the privilege of bearing witness to it all.
Eddie held you tightly, even though his gentle strokes along your hairline ceased. He couldn't help it, his mind was reeling. After a long while of just holding you while you cried and drifted in and out of consciousness, he eventually came back to his senses.
"Come on." He whispered into the shell of your ear, as he dragged you up with him.
Before you knew it, he had lifted you into his arms as he carried you all the way to the end of the street where his van was parked.
With your soft palms draped around his neck like a dainty chain, he swore he was going to figure out who Matt was and what he had done to make you so inconsolable.
#eddie munson x yn#eddie munson#eddie munson reader insert#eddie munson x you#eddie munson fluff#eddie munson x female reader#stranger things
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I keep forgetting my dog is in my bed bro- he’s been here for like an hour
every time I look over I don’t expect him to be there- and he spooks me a bit
Sad asf
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