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i do think peak comedy is a steve who is absolutely aware of the effect he has on people, but has never felt that way towards anyone else-- the closest he got was with nancy and robin, because he loved them both in different ways, and sometimes he felt like he was going to go insane if he didn't talk to them or touch them right now, but it was never like he had seen other people act about him. robin and nancy made him a better person. they didn't drive him to ridiculous levels of violence and obsession. maybe people in hawkins were just fucking weird.
and then he meets eddie, falls in love with eddie, and he's like... yeah, okay. alright. no, i get it. if anything happened to this guy i would steal the nuclear launch codes.
#steddie#jgkfldgj separate fic idea where everyone is talking about their best murder ideas as like a joke#nancy has a gun she's been thinking about longingly eddie's is dramatic argyle's is disturbingly competent etc#and steve is just like how many of the government officials that we know do you think i would have to fuck to get access to the nukes#idk steve is the epitome of go big or go home To Me#like he's always the one put in situations and then he commits to the bit a thousand percent and is way more extra about it than everybody#he hit billy with a fucking car . do u get that#nancy was like im gonna shoot at him like a normal person in an action film#and steve was like oh the vehicle im currently in? before airbags were invented? im gonna send it full speed into that guy#as you fucking do#the only one in the upside down mostly naked and shoeless btw#like ???? do u think this is die hard u bitch bc that hasnt come out yet#what was i talking about its 2 am
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the helper
pairing: billy loomis x male!reader
summary: reader is billy’s accomplice and billy repays him for his hard work
warnings: cursing, top!billy, bottom!reader
a/n: thought of this in class and realized i have never made a fic for billy so here it is and hope u enjoyy! also happy halloween to those who celebrate!!
"billy i'm scared." "don't be. remember it'll be quick and easy." you drove passenger side next to billy as you were headed towards casey becker's house. you both arrived two blocks away and grabbed two ghostface costumes, an anonymous phone, and a voice changer. "okay just stay here and i'll tell you when it's time to go." billy reassures you as he goes towards the front of the house. you called casey's home phone number and talked to her through the voice changer. she couldn't recognize it was you even though you sat next to her in physics. after minutes of being on the phone, you hear a crash through the window and a scream following soon after.
“GO GO BACK TO THE CAR.” you hear billy scream as he runs towards you taking off the costume. you both run down the block and speed out of the street. “WOO! good job there y/n. i’m proud of you.” you blush at his comment as his hands reach for your thigh. “hey how about we head back to our place and wash up for the night?” you agree and the two of you head back to his house. once you both get there. the two of you quietly sneak upstairs to his room. billy takes off his shirt and lays on his back in bed. you sit down next to him as he stares at the wall, thinking about earlier that night.
“wow we really just did that! this is crazy. i’m proud of you.” he turns his head and stares at you. “thanks i mean i didnt do much besides calling her.” he laughs in response. “yeah but it’s more than that. you committed to it y/n. you committed to me.” you blush and turn away so he doesn’t notice this but he did. he gets up and pulls your face so you’re staring at him face to face. “thank you billy i don’t know what to say.” you continue staring at each other. “you don’t need to say anything pretty boy.” he grabs your face and presses his lips onto yours. his hands reach for your waist as yours reach his back. he moans at the taste of your lips and savors every moment of it. he takes a moment to take his shirt as do you too and the two of you move onto the bed.
billy lays you on your back and starts to kiss along your neck. his hands reach for your nipples as he starts to stimulate them. you moan which turns him on even more. he starts to kiss your chest and begins to suck on your nipples. you start to roll your eyes back as his fingers reach for your mouth. you suck in his fingers for a few minutes before billy lays on his back. you start to kiss his neck and chest before unzipping his pants. his long dick, already dripping with pre-cum, enters your mouth. you suck on his cock for a few all while his moans fill the room. "fuck fuck stop i'm gonna cum." you stop because you know billy wants more of you.
"i wanna fuck you so bad baby boy." "billy please." he unzips your pants and underwear and lays you on your stomach. he starts to tease your hole by licking it and putting one finger in and then another in as well. "billy please i want your dick inside of me." "easy there baby i'm getting to it." he spits on your hole before slowly sliding his cock inside of you. he groans as his dick is hit with your tight hole. he goes at a slow and soft pace, allowing you to relax and get adjusted. he leaves kisses on your back and grabs ahold of your waist as he starts to go a little faster. he digs deeper inside of you and hits your prostate which leaves you rolling your eyes back into your head. "fuck billy right there."
he knows he's hitting the spot as he goes even faster pounding your hole until your fingers are gripping the bedsheets. his sweat combined with yours melt onto the bed as billy pulls on your hair and grabs your neck. "i'm gonna cum baby." he moans as he fills your hole with his cum. he lays on his back and wipes the sweat off of his face. "fuck baby you felt so good." you blush and move next to him and give him a kiss on his neck and lips. "thanks billy so who's next on our list?" he smiles and kisses you before reaching to hold you in his arms.
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You said you wanted Billy requests. I am a sucker for like Billy x reader but like Eddie having a crush on the reader. Maybe Eddie and reader were friends first but then she and Billy get together.
IMPLIED SMUT AHEAD, PLEASE SCROLL IF UNCOMFORTABLE!!!
⚠️MINORS DNI!⚠️
Pairing: Billy Hargrove X fem!reader, slight Eddie Munson X afab!reader.
A/N: hope this is what u were wanting:)
“It’s just- what if i said something that upset him? or did something?” you whine, turning quickly on your heel to look at Billy who was sitting on your bed, smoking a cigarette.
“Eddies being a little bitch, if you ask me.” Billy said, blowing the smoke out his mouth and putting his cigarette out, and standing up.
You groaned, and started to pace back and forth.”Hey, hey, hey.”Billy said, grabbing your arm and bringing you closer to him.
“Relax, princess. I’ll talk to him.” Billy reassured, making you sigh. “Thank you, Billy. he just— won’t talk to me. He’s my best friend, you know?” you say, making him nod.
“Got it, babe. Now c’mere.” He says, pulling you closer and kissing you, wrapping his arms around your waist, small giggles leaving your lips had him growling lowly.
He picked you up and wrapped your legs around his waist. “He’s just jealous.” Billy said against your lips.
“Jealous?” you whisper, with slight confusion in your tone.
“Yeah. Jealous that he can’t have you to himself anymore.” he groaned as he kissed your neck, making you giggle and let out soft breathy moans.
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Billy waited. He waited till Eddie’s last class for him to go out in the parking lot to leave. “Yo, Munson.” Billy said, making Eddie tense up and turn around, “What, Hargrove?” he said.
“Lose the attitude asshole.” Billy said before sighing. “Why aren’t you talking to, Y/N?” He asked.
“Because she’d rather be with her toxic ass boyfriend then her best friend.” Eddie scoffed. Billy hit his cigarette before licking his lips and chuckling.
“First of all, i love Y/N. I’d never be toxic to her in anyway. I’d never hurt her. Second, you’re her friend, she always wants to hangout with you but YOU have been blowing her off.” Billy said in a threatening tone, stepping closer to Eddie.
“Well, what do you expect? You take my crush away from me, and expect me to just watch her hang out with her boyfriend and leave me behind?” Eddie said.
“Crush?” you say, making both of the boys snap their necks toward you.
“Y/N-“ Eddie started to say. “No. you’re not talking to me because you’re jealous! You’re upset because i wanna spend time with my boyfriend and not always wanna be with you!” you say as tears swell in your eyes.
“Y/N, i’m sorry—“ Eddie protested, as he stepped closer, Billy however, placed his hand on Eddie’s chest, pushing him back.
“Back up, Munson.” He said. Eddie pushed Billy off him. “don’t touch me, Hargrove.” he said, making Billy roll his eyes.
“Grow the fuck up, Eddie!” you say as tears roll down your face and Billy pulls you into a hug. “Shh, shh..”he says, holding onto your head. “Asshole.” he said to Eddie.
Billy walked you to his car, putting your bag in the back of his car before letting you get in. The whole car ride back to your house was quiet, Billy’s hand on yours trying to soothe you as you calmed down from the parking lot situation.
“i can’t believe him.” you suddenly say, making Billy frown. “i know, baby. I didn’t even expect him to say that.” he responds.
“Hey, look at me.” he says as he looks at you, you turn your head and he wipes your face. “You’re to pretty to cry over him.” he said, causing you smile.
“if it makes you feel better, i think the way you responded to him was pretty hot.” he says, lifting your hand up and kissing your knuckle with a soft smile.
“Fuck off, Billy.” you say with a soft giggle. His smile got wider as he opened your door for you, taking your hand and pulling you out his car, closing the door and pushing you against it.
“Stop thinking about him. Lemme take care of you.” he says. You smile at him, pulling him into a kiss, he picks you up bridal style receiving a slight scream out of you.
Don’t copy, translate or repost any of my work w/o my permission.
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an idea : could you write abt billy fucking you on the hood of his camaro. i cant think of a situation but i imagine it at night after some sort of jealousy simulated argument outside his car and he says ‘don’t think i won’t just fuck u dumb in the backseat of my fuckin car rn’ and then ‘fuck it id bend u over on the hood right here if you don’t…’ thanks :D
A/N: When I think of a car hood, I think of Lana Del Rey in Born to Die music video. Sorry I didn’t follow everything, but this is my first try at Billy
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You and Billy left the house party with slamming doors and screeching tires, all the while screaming at each other.
‘’I saw you! You were flirting with Louise,’’ you said, seething.
Cigarette between his lips, Billy took a left to pull out of the neighborhood. ‘’Louise? Who the fuck is Louise?’’
‘’The blonde you were about to shove your tongue in her mouth right before I walked in. Does that ring a bell?’’
‘’Oh! That cow?’’ Billy shook his head, laughing. ‘’I never intended to put my tongue anywhere near her. I flirted with her just to rile you up, to make you jealous. You know how you get when you’re jealous, the sex is so much better.’’
So he had plotted this to have better sex? You didn’t know if you should be impressed, laugh or keep being angry.
‘’You’re infuriating.’’
‘’You really thought I would fuck her?’’ He scoffed, then swiped his tongues over his lips, his blue eyes looking right at you. ‘’All I've been thinking about since you showed up in that dress is fucking you dumb in the backseat of my fucking car.’’
Billy’s hand traveled up your thigh, slipping under the hem of your short dress. He pressed down on the gas, your eyes flicking to the speedometer and watching the number get higher and higher on the dashboard. You should be scared of the speed, but you liked it. You loved it.
You parted your legs a bit, just to tease him, but the car hit a pothole, making you bounce in your seat and causing Billy’s hand to slip further down, his fingertips touching your underwear.
A surprised squeal came out of your mouth.
‘’Already wet for me? Damn, babygirl.’’ Billy smiled smugly, knowing the rumble of his Camaro gets you wet.
The trees were flying fast outside your window, but all you could focus on was Billy’s hand between your legs, stroking you over your panties while driving. You thought of parting your legs further, of allowing him to finger you, but you got another idea.
You removed Billy’s hand, making him tear his eyes off the road. He was about to protest or tell you off for doing that, but you slipped your hand under your dress, shuffled on your seat until you got a grip of what you wanted, and peeled off your panties, dragging them down your legs and off. You threw them in the backseat, making Billy groan. The thought of you in his passenger seat, legs slightly spread without anything under made his pants grow very very tight.
You smiled devilishly. Billy liked his girls insane - unhinged.
The window on the driver side was slightly down to let the cigarette smoke out, creating a small breeze in the car. Pushing your teasing to the max, you parted your legs again, allowing the chill air to hit your bare pussy.
A sweet little moan escaped your lips, and Billy's hand clenched on the steering wheel. You were probably dripping on his seat, but he couldn't care less. If he weren't driving, he'd lick it up.
‘’Fuck, I'm gonna stop the car and bend you over on the hood right here if you don’t stop that shit-’’
‘’Do it.’’
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And I've Been Meaning To Tell You, I Think Your House Is Haunted
Billy Loomis x Fem!Reader
WARNING: ANGST, Emotionally and Physically Abusive Relationship with Father, Hurt to Comfort
PREFACE: After a fight with her dad, Reader runs back up to her room, when she hears someone at her window
A/N: Phone calls are Colored and in Bold!
Sidney and Billy aren't together and Billy and Stu are not a killers in this A/U!
"YOU'RE A SHIT DAD! YOU DRIVE MOM AWAY BY CHEATING ON HER AND NOW, YOU'RE TELLING ME YOU SOLD MY CAR?! FOR WHAT?! TO BUY MORE FUCKING BOOZE?!", I scream,
Shoving him backwards. Just then, my father slaps me across me the face, causing a gasp to escape me as a result. I hold the stinging hand mark on my cheek, as the ringing began to pick up in my ears.
"Bitch to someone that fucking cares", he spits,
Sitting back down and picking up another bottle.
"Kill yourself", I say under my breath,
Before storming back up to my room and slamming the door behind me.
My life was a living nightmare that I couldn't escape from. Ever since my mom left, everything went to shit. All my father ever did was turn to alcohol to fill that void and he used me as the punching bag to distract himself from his own misery.
I wanted to go with her, but she was already gone before I even knew what happened. The only reason I found out was by reading the note she left on the kitchen counter when I woke up that morning.
To say I was devastated would be an understatement.
As I sat on the foot of my bed, struggling to hold back the tears that were threatening to spill and remembering the pain I felt on the day day she left, I hear something rustle on the other side my window.
"What the fuck?", I mutter to myself,
Getting back up. I reluctantly make my way to the window and open it to look outside.
At first, I don't see anything, but then I feel a hand grab at my wrist, making me scream at the top of my lungs, as I pulled away.
"Hey...it's just me", Billy reassures,
"Billy? What the-"
"I'm sorry. Don't hate me", he interrupts,
While climbing through to the inside of my room.
"What are you doing here?", I question,
"I heard you screaming from down the street", he answers,
Dusting himself off.
Billy and I met during sophomore year and got together a few months later. Him and his friends were the only people I actually enjoyed hanging out with. My dad never cared about me, so it was nice to have people that did. Whenever another fight would happen, they'd always insist on me staying the night at one of theirs.
"It's fine", I sigh in defeat,
Sitting back down on my bed.
"Doesn't sound like it", he joins me,
Before taking my hand into his.
"Look, I ain't gonna make you tell me anything you don't want to...but I'm worried about you, kid", he caresses the back of my hand,
As I nervously chew at my bottom lip.
"You know I'm always here to listen"
"It just sucks, Billy. He fucked up things up with my mom and now he's fucking things up for me", I explained,
He shakes his head, tucking a rouge strand of hair behind my ear. It was just then he notices the hand mark on my cheek.
"What the fuck?", he exclaims,
"Billy-"
"Did he fucking hit you?", he cuts off,
"Yes, but, it doesn't matter-"
"Like hell, it doesn't!", he yells,
Getting off the bed and rushing towards my door, when I make a desperate attempt to stop him by wrapping my arms around his waist.
"Billy, please don't!", I shriek,
Not wanting to make things were.
"That son of a bitch can't just hurt you and get away with it!"
"Billy", I sob,
Unable to hold back the tears from spilling any longer. His body softens and he looks back at me from underneath his arm.
"It'll only make things worse, please", I pleaded,
Seeing how distraught I was, he takes a deep breath and turns to hold me tight in his arms.
"Okay, fine"
"He'll hurt you too. Just...please don't"
I would've never been able to forgive myself if something happened to Billy.
"Hey, look at me", he says,
Pulling away and holding my warm face in his hands.
"I'm not letting you stay here. My old man's out of town for the week, so you can stay at mine"
"I couldn't impose-"
"It's not imposing, if I ask"
"I'd make me feel a lot better to know you were fine and what better way to make sure of that, then to have you stay with me?"
"I don't know, Billy"
On one hand, my dad couldn't give less of a shit where I slept, but on the other, I hated feeling like a charity case.
"Look, we could invite the gang over and watch some scary movies. I know you're a sucker for those", he suggests,
Making me laugh to myself.
"We could even stop by the store and get you your favorite snacks, obviously, it's my treat", he added,
Taking my hands into his. I couldn't help but sigh contently at his sweet he was. Every time we were together, it felt like nothing else mattered, except us in that moment.
"So?"
I take a moment, before finally agreeing.
"That does sound nice"
"Yes! Alright, pack your shit and meet me outside. My car's parked down the street, so I need to get it", he exclaims excitedly,
Pressing his lips go mine, as I giggle at his eagerness.
"I'll call everyone and let them know we're meeting at yours"
"Sounds like a plan. See you in a minute", he says,
Hurrying out the window. I pick up the landline and dial up Tatum and Sidney first. A few rings go by and they both answer at the same time.
Sid: Hello?
Tate: Hey!
Me: Hey, so, impromptu movie sesh at Billy's. Are you girls' down?
Tate: Hell yeah!
Sid: I'd love to, but my dad would freak if I asked to go to Billy's house
Tate: Then, don't tell him? Just say you're staying at mine
Sid: I don't know-
Tate: We're going
Sid: Tate!
Tate: Oh, come on, Sidney, I'll pick you up!
Me: I really want you guys there. I'm inviting the guys too and I'd rather not drown in all that testosterone
Tate: Exactly! We can't just leave our girl to fend for herself!
Me: Pretty please with the juiciest cherries on top?!
Sid: *Sighs* Alright. I'm packing a bag
Tatum: Awesome! I'll be there in 10
Me: Kk, see you there! Just gotta call up Bert and Ernie
I joke, before hanging up and putting in their numbers in. As I waited, I began stuffing my backpack with pajamas, toiletries, my books for tomorrow and a change of clothes.
The moment I was done pulling up the zipper, Stu finally answered the call.
Stu: Hellooo
Me: Hey, Stu! Got a minute?
Stu: Oh, I've got all the time in the world for you, gorgeous
Me: *Scoffs*
Just then, Randy joins the call.
Randy: Hello?
Stu: Ugh, why'd you add rat-boy?
Randy: If I'm rat-boy, what the hell does that make you?
Stu: Incredibly sexy in comparison?
Randy: You know what-
Me: Jesus, could we please cut the biggest-dick-contest short?
Randy: He started it!
Stu: Oh, grow a pair!
Me: GUYS!
I scold, finally causing them to fall silent.
Me: I was just about to invite you for a movie night at Billy's, but if you two fucknuts can't get along-
Stu and Randy: No!
Stu: I mean...fine. We'll behave, Ms.(Y/L/N)
He promises in a sarcastic tone, making me roll my eyes.
Me: Just get to Billy's
I eventually hang up the phone, pick up my stuff and climbed out the window. Just as he promised, there Billy was, waiting for me in his car. I hop in and he turns up the music.
"You ready?"
I smile and kissed him once more.
"Hell yeah"
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nsfw hcs for billy, eddie & steve?? <3
anon, i have been waiting for you. i have many, many, thoughts on this and i am more than happy to share with the class. i hope u enjoy.
-jazz (@dameronology)
smut (afab! reader) below the cut!! by hitting read more you and thereby consenting to said content & agree that you 18 years or older. if i catch minors interacting with this post or following me i will put u straight in the bin
eddie munson
ok i know canonically that eddie isn't the most popular guy in high school but i refuse to believe he hasn't had sex before. he plays in a band once a week at a bar?? hello?? also there's definitely some popular girls who find him high-key hot and seek him out because it's shameful and maybe they're into that
MY POINT IS basically that eddie is experienced and he knows what he's doing
he's a little above average, in terms of endowment. kinda skinny but blessed with a fair bit of length that hits the right spot
it's hairy but trimmed
what he probably has less experience with is sex in a relationship; like being with one person long enough to learn their likes & dislikes, to find kinks, to have actual romantic sex, etc
and trust me, this boy is eager to learn!! after your first few times, he starts to pick up on what gets you going on, what spots are the best for your pleasure & he's gonna map them out in his head and learn them like the back of his hand
eddie is hyper-focused on your pleasure; it's a win-win situation because he gets off on you getting off
his favourite thing to do is go down on you. he could literally do it for fuckin' hours, tongue just playing around and sucking on every sensitive area. it's when he moans in pleasure and your entire goddamn body seizes beneath him that he normally just cums himself without even being touched
bonus points for when he uses his arms to hold you down when he's giving you head
speaking of head: eddie will never say no to receiving. he always has two hands on your head when you do it, guiding you a little but never pushing
because he's not the kind of guy who always wants to instigate the whole sub/dom thing; he loves when it happens but for the most part, sex with you two is sort of like an equal partnership??
he's definitely the more commanding one though. this might be unexpected but c'mon mannn we've all seen him playing d&d and i refuse, REFUSE, to believe that he doesn't have elements of that in the bedroom
when he does go full top/dom/whatever u wanna call it, he's still quintessentially eddie. he'll tower over you, large, ringed hand around your throat as he gently praises you and rings orgasm and orgasm out of you until you forget your own name
he's also absolutely willing to give up control as well. he's an absolute slut for a cocky, confident partner and if you catch him in the right moment he will do literally anything you say
eddie somehow has an endless stamina. maybe it's his blatantly fucking undiagnosed adhd but his recovery period is actually impressive and he's ready and raring to go even after like four rounds jfc
he's also pretty much always horny i won't lie to u. he absolutely will not push it onto you but if you give even the most subtle hint that you're good to go then this man is pouncing on you
that means you've had sex in a lotta different places; the car, the shower, the throne in the d&d room, round the back of the theatre, in a cleaner's cupboard at starcourt mall...the list goes on
kink-wise, eddie is down to try anything at least once but from the get-go he actively encourages choking, marking and being tied up (for both of you)
position wise, his favourite is cow-girl and doggy but again he will try anything
after care !! he doesn't always have the supplies for it but you bet your fine ass his heart is in the right place
he'll probably grab the nearest shirt of his if there's no cloth but hell, it works. and sometimes the water he has on his nightstand is like two days old but water is water, right??
steve harrington
it's at least a little bit canon that steve used to pull a lot, so it's safe to say he has some experience both in a short term and long term sense
he is very average sized; six, maybe six & and a half inches, but he uses it fuckin well and it's curved super nice. trust.
a little hairy, but trimmed
steve harrington is a manscaper. u heard it hear first.
overall, he's very good !!
at the basics
missionary?? he's got it down. moaning encouragingly when you're sucking him off?? absolute king. fingering you?? mind blowing stuff
and good LORD he is obsessed with calling you "good girl/boy/etc" like he'll be ploughing into you and just repeating it over and over like a mantra
so essentially he's like mostly a top but it's not until he gets super comfortable in a relationship and you begin to communicate with him your likes & dislikes that it really and truly comes out
the signs were always there, mkay? it just takes the right encouragement and confidence and suddenly he's literally getting off on you giving him full control
it's definitely a trust thing. there's so much love in trusting this man and he feels it in his bones
so sex w steve is 50/50; sometimes it's kinky and rough and other times it's very slow and sensual
it'll be those times that he likes you to ride him. back against the headboard, you on his lap with one hand on his shoulder and one tangled in his hair so that he can press kisses to your lips and chest and collarbone
steve is very basic with his kinks: he was all like "omg no mine are so shameful" and then admit he's into choking and all you can do is laugh, not bc you're kink shaming him but because it's cute he thinks he has to be ashamed
so yeah, he loves to have a hand on your throat
one day he accidentally leaves scratch marks on your back and the next night he goes fuckin FERAL. and that's the story of how you discovered steve's marking kink
he loves car sex. it's cramped as hell because he's a lanky little shit but it's his favourite thing
his favourite position is missionary, as basic as it is, but if he's feeling a bit more rough he'll pull you into doggy and pound into you from behind
steve has a pretty good sex drive but after work he would literally rather cuddle than have sex
but then he also has days where he's pulling you into fuckin closets to fuck you because he has to have you there & then
he just loves to hold you straight after, arms wrapped tightly around you as he presses kisses to your bare skin
billy hargrove
billy is probably the most experienced out of all of them. he's got a new girl every other week (minimum) so his body count is pretty high i'm ngl
he's not fucking stupid about it though - he gets tested for shit regularly and uses protection
any sort of sex with billy would start casually
there would be no emotion but that does not mean he doesn't fuck your brains out
it's pretty much a silent agreement amongst us all that he is well above average in terms of length and width
(his hair is very fair down there so it doesn't need much work, but he does trim it)
and even though billy is ice cold, he very self-aware of his monster dong and will prepare you accordingly with his fingers until you're wet enough - probably actively encourages lube as well
that's pretty much the start and end of him being nice because everything else involves him pounding into you from behind, a hand either pulling your hair back or shoving your face into the pillow
if you can think of a degrading nickname i can guarantee that he's used it
billy's favourite sight is you on your knees in front of him
he leaves marks everywhere; bruises on your hips, hickeys on your neck, between your legs, literally everywhere
but you tell him to stop at any minute and 100% he will
aftercare in that stage of your relationship is pretty much non-existent. he'll ask if you're okay but then his jeans are on and he's out the door before you can even come back down from your high
NOW let's assume, by some freak of nature, you manage to make this man feel something for you
sex will be different after that. there will still be times when it's all of the above but there's a more giving side of him that you can unlock, like some freaky sex video game
he'll let you be on top for once, which is pretty much unheard of before; hands exploring all over your body - probably settling on your ass tbh - but occasionally tangling your fingers with his
billy will kiss you during as well which he never did before
he never spoke before either, but when you're more intimate he's using all kind of pet names
his go to "my girl/boy/etc" but also "sweetheart" and "angel"
there's aftercare as well!! mostly he just wants to hold you and be vulnerable for a second, but he'll also clean you up and sleep beside you
#asks#eddie munson smut#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson imagine#eddie munson imagines#eddie munson reader inserts#steve harrington smut#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington imagines#steve harrington imagine#billy hargrove smut#billy hargrove x reader#billy hargrove imagines#billy hargrove imagine#billy hargrove reader insert#stranger things smut#stranger things imagines#stranger things imagine
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Billy Hargrove NSFW Alphabet
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Billy likes to smoke a cigarette afterwards and pull you into his side. He likes for you to lay your head on his chest. He just enjoys feeling you there.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Billy likes his arms and chest. He likes to show of his strength and his muscle of course.
He likes your hips. He likes the way his hands fit on them and how he can move your waist by just a sway.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Billy likes to cum inside. It makes him feel so fucking dom and he adores it.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He wants to have a threesome with you and Steve Harrington.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
Billy is very experienced. He knows exactly what he is doing and how to do it well.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Billy likes doggystyle. He likes to be able to pull your hair while he fucks you.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
Billy is serious. He's not really ever goofy while you have sex.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Billy has a little bit of hair. However, that hair is thick. He tries to keep it slightly trimmed though.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Billy has a hard time with intimacy. He tries though, he'll light some candles for you and try to be gentler however you'd have to be together for a long time for him to trust you.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Billy Masturbates a lot. He tends to be frustrated and a good orgasm just helps sometimes, you know?
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Choking
Dacryphilia
Daddy KInk
Spanking
Body Worship
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
HIs room is a favorite of his however, his car is the ultimate favorite for him. He loves fucking you in the back seat.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
You. The fact you love him and want to be with him. The fact he feels loved and worthy is enough to turn him on in your relationship..
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
He won't hit you. He's really into to spanking but he won't hit you anywhere else in a way that could hurt you.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He eats pussy like it's his last meal. He adores eating pussy it's his favorite thing in the world. He could honestly eat pussy for the rest of his life.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Billy likes fast. He loves rough and fast sex.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Billy prefers to have the whole experience with you to a quickie. He is down for a quickie though.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
He likes to do kinky risks. He likes to try new things. As for in public kind of risks he's on the fence.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Billy can go for about 5 rounds. He likes to give a lot of energy to fucking you and he definitely shows off his high stamina.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Billy owns small toys that are easy to hide in his room. He owns a small vibrator and some handcuffs that he keeps under the bed. He would never admit it but he has used the vibrator on himself a few times. He loves using toys on you though.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Billy is a really big tease and he likes to show it. He will tease you anywhere. He wants people to know you're his.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Billy can be loud. Mostly from grunts and cussing but he does let out some pretty loud moans on occasion.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He adores hickeys.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Billy is a big boy. He's about 8 inches and has some small veins running along it.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Billy has a very high sex drive. He likes to have sex multiple times a week.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Billy likes to hold you while you two fall asleep together. He usually is asleep 30 minutes after you guys finish.
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Masterlist:
💖 Fluff
❤️🔥 Smut
💔 Angst
🤍 Humour
🔥 The God and Goddess of Hellfire
🌙 Shadow of the Moon
Characters Featured: Eddie Munson, Tom(Make Up 2019), Bucky Barnes, Billy Russo & Dean Winchester
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Bucky Barnes:
Fight Me - Someone talks shit about your boyfriend so you take matters into your own hands 💖
U Mad Bro? - You took the last beer out of the fridge and now Bucky is mad ❤️🔥
Boyfriend of the Year - Aunt Flo has come to visit and you’re a wreck. Thankfully your boyfriend is on hand to make you feel better 💖
Lucky Charm - Bucky’s band have been given the opportunity of a lifetime to open for a much larger band on their tour and he’s bringing his lucky charm along ❤️🔥
Confession - a phone call with your mom ends with a situation you never thought would happen between you and your roommate. 💖
Benefits - you and bucky are fwb and you’ve been together for a while now but that’s all about to change 💔 (if you squint) 💖
Good Idea // Bad Idea - bucky is tired of your bratty attitude and decides it’s time to do something about it. 💖
Rock of Ages - when a colleague calls in sick you end up covering her interview with one of the world’s biggest bands 💖
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Billy Russo:
Cinderella - A retelling of the classic fairy tale with Billy as the Prince 💖
Sleeping Beauty - A retelling of the classic fairy tale with Billy as the Prince 💖
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Dean Winchester:
Strange Love - something about motels and dean winchester is a lethal combination ❤️🔥
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Eddie Munson:
I Was Made for Loving You - eddie is restless and can’t sleep, you do not appreciate finding the bed empty 💖
Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy - you’ve had the worst day in work but lucky eddie is there to pick up the pieces 💖
Girls Got Rhythm - eddie fucks you in his van after a show ❤️🔥
For the Very First Time - hcs about eddie taking your v card 💖❤️🔥 (well implied anyway)
The God (and goddess) of Hellfire - at a high school dance dustin learns some shocking news about you and eddie 🤍💖❤️🔥 🔥(eddie's dirty mind counts)
Eat me Alive - domestic bliss with eddie is interrupted when an unexpected visitor comes calling 💖❤️🔥🔥
Love Bites - hcs for cuddling with eddie who can't get enough of how your tits look in his hellfire shirt 💖
Animal - nsfw headcanons about eddie's obsession with your tits ❤️🔥
Feels like Heaven - you’ve been feeling a little out of it lately so a girls trip to the mall is just the cure, right? 💖💔🔥
Hellion - you and eddie make a trip to the movies, then to the chief’s office 💖
Eruption - the kids find out about baby munson 💖🤍🔥
To Hell With the Devil - you end up being eddie's babysitter while you're hiding out at rick's place, the only problem is you cannot stand eddie munson 💖🤍
Always There for You - hcs for Eddie’s proposal in the God and Goddess of Hellfire series 💖🔥
Lost in the Shadows - eddie is still in the hospital after almost dying in the upside down, but there's something strange about his recovery 💔💖(if you squint)
Sweet Child O' Mine - Everyone comes to meet Baby Munson 💖🔥
Teenage Kicks - it's the 90s and you and Eddie both work in the local mall and have a friendly rivalry going 💖🤍
Summer Lovin' - a day at the pool turns into something else entirely for you and eddie 💖🤍❤️🔥🔥
Teenage Wasteland - Eddie’s band is about to hit it big and you want to be there for every moment 💖🤍
Calling All Monsters - Steve needs a favour and Eddie has just the car to do it 💖🤍🔥
Merry Christmas Everyone - It’s Christmas 1988 and you and Eddie have the best family around 💖🔥
Shadow of the Moon - you’re a young woman living on your own outside the village of Hawkins, who just so happens to be a witch and perhaps Eddie Munson’s only hope 🤍💔🌙 (chapter 2) (chapter 3) (chapter 4)
Nothing but a Good Time - your coworker has called out sick and needs you to cover her interview on your day off 💖
Sugar Rush - you’re chaperoning your little sisters graduation party but you only have eyes for eddie ❤️🔥🤍 (kind of at the end)
Three Men and a Baby - when you leave for the day and it's up to eddie, gareth and jeff to look after rose sometimes there's just no telling what kids will get up to 💖🔥
Radar Love - when you have some car trouble you run into the hottest mechanic in hawkins 💖🤍
Master of Puppets - you and eddie have a gig coming up that you've been looking forward to for months, the only problem is eddie's still injured 🔥🤍💖
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Tom (Make Up 2019):
Goodness Gracious Great Balls of Fire - a night out leads to meeting someone unexpected 💖🔥 (but like soft)
#duchess writes#eddie munson#dean winchester#billy russo#bucky barnes#tom make up#reader insert#duchess.txt#housekeeping
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✧･ﾟ: * July 2022 Harringrove Starter Pack PART TWO! *:･ﾟ✧
I’m BACK. with starter pack part 2. don’t cream your pants. I still haven’t finished my paper and I definitely haven’t gotten any work tasks done today.
this list features only one fic per author so we can celebrate even more creators ♡ ♡ ♡ (thank you @hecatescrossroads for the idea!!)
◢ Billy Hargrove Needs a Nap - lilpeas [74,312; E]
It’s one thing to be a light sleeper in this shitty town that won’t shut up at night, but it’s another thing entirely to fall asleep on Steve Harrington’s shoulder during last period English.
◢ break (like waves) - @witchsickness [93,187; E]
‘We’re good together,’ Harrington says to the darkness above. Not a question. Matter of fact. He turns to Billy, a smile sweet enough to make Billy want to do something reckless. Something stupid. ‘I’m telling you, heartbreaker. We’re gonna be unstoppable.’
Billy wants to ask. If he means tomorrow. If he means just for the game.
Wants to ask if he means forever.
He’s never wanted anyone to mean forever before.
or; falling (in love), the hard way
◢ break up with your girlfriend (’cause i’m bored) - @the-copperkid [15,604; E]
@umissedconnections: Bambi eyes. m4m. i was rippin cigs in the sae p-lot. u made urself puke 2 make room 4 more beer. incredible? ur my hero PLS say ur into guys
*
Steve finds he has a secret admirer who's continuously hitting on him via his university's Missed Connections Twitter account. // Tommy and Billy are the worst roommates ever.
◢ Cabbage Patch Kids - @callieb [15,026; NR]
Billy doesn't eat vegetables. He doesn't eat the limp disgusting cabbage they hand out in the school cafeteria, won't touch the merest hint of green in Susan's cooking even when his dad is glaring at him across the table. He won't eat vegetables to keep himself healthy, in spite of all the warnings they give him in health class.
He won't even eat vegetables when Steve Harrington cooks him dinner. Right?
◢ cherry pie - @brawlite and @toast-ranger-to-a-stranger [133,828; E]
Billy Hargrove lives for summer. Endless sunshine, heavily chlorinated pools, roaming ice cream trucks, and unencumbered freedom? There’s nothing better.
Even being stuck in Hawkins can’t ruin the summer for him. He eats it up, devouring every day whole.
◢ dried up, half full - @lymricks [60,016; E]
Steve’s been coming out here searching for a monster in the woods. He’s finally found one.
“What do you want, Hargrove?”
◢ falling for you in hawkins, indi-fucking-ana (series) - @lazybakerart [294,822+; E]
Billy gets his shit together. Steve figures some stuff out. They fall in love.
◢ i hear the secrets that you keep (when you’re talking in your sleep) - @oepheliawrites [45,095; M]
Billy’s there the way that he’s a lot of places nowadays, sort of absent-mindedly, like he’s not sure how it happened or why and is going somewhere else in his mind anyway.
Steve watches him more than ever now, and Billy rarely watches back.
(or five times billy really needed some sleep, and one time he needed something else entirely)
◢ Incident at Castle Byers - @flippyspoon [3,639; G]
Will learns something about Billy Hargrove and feels a little less alone.
◢ if i fall asleep with my hands held tight - @elysiumwaits [28,796; M]
Billy keeps sneaking in Steve's window as the months go on: a story in ten parts.
◢ lover with a radar phone (series) - @bewires [86,717; E]
Steve is sure Billy won’t be back for more after the first time. Why would he? Steve’s pretty aware, at this point, that beyond his epic babysitting game and his hair, he has fairly little to offer in life. Billy’s gorgeous, and he’s smart, and he’s got better things to do than nail Nancy Wheeler’s dumbass ex-boyfriend.
(Spoilers: Billy absolutely does not.)
◢ Take Me Home Tonight - @heckinahandbasket [81,998; E]
The ghost of Billy Hargrove leaned in the open window of Steve’s car with that trademark smirk and, honestly, Steve was kind of impressed by how detailed his own hallucination could be.
“Wanna fuc-What the shit? HARRINGTON?”
They blinked at one another for about ten seconds before Steve’s brain finally managed to fire off a thought.
“You’re real?”
Steve couldn’t stop the words from spilling out of his mouth, his own stupidity a constant echo in his empty head. Billy’s face reflected his thoughts as he yanked on the door handle until Steve reached over to hit the lock with shock-numb fingers.
“Real fucking freezing. Let me in, pencil dick.”
Or: The Pretty Woman AU literally nobody asked for.
◢ Under the Covers - @toast-ranger-to-a-stranger [87,788; M]
Steve is (maybe) a little bit still in love with Nancy Wheeler and (maybe) trying to figure himself out-- between the night terrors and the babysitting and the general weirdness that is Hawkins, Indiana-- before he graduates.
Billy Hargrove fits in there somewhere (probably).
◢ when the bones are good - @un-buttoned [28,411; E]
‘So,’ Tommy says around a mouthful of fries, ‘what the fuck is the deal with you and Hargrove?’
And that’s really the goddamn question, isn’t it?
He wants to know Billy. Wants to know why he is the way he is. Wants to be able to figure out what the fuck he’s thinking when he looks at Steve like that, when he touches him like it doesn’t mean shit and like it means everything all at once. Wants to know why he talks so much shit, why he needs to fight, where all that fire comes from. Why he’s so volatile, why he’s such an asshole, how he can be so fucking mean and so fucking sweet in the span of seconds, at the same time, even.
◢ you’re cold (and i burn) - @keroujack [55,919; E]
Move on. Let it heal.
Maybe that’s why Steve said yes when Max asked him to help move boxes out of Billy’s room after the dust settled. He could hear her voice. Too many. Too heavy.
Just like his wounds. His grief. Too many. Too heavy.
(Or, Steve steals the glass ashtray from Billy's bedside table and things start to go bump in the night.)
◢ Yourself or Someone Like You (series) - halfempty [792,802; E]
Maxine looked happy as they parted from Steve and walked down Main Street away from the theater. She slid into the passenger seat of Billy’s car. 'That was really fun,' she said. She looked at him like a gremlin and then smiled real cutesy. 'Did you and Steve hold hands in the popcorn?'
'I hope you had a real good time, I’m going to kill you in your sleep tonight,' Billy told her.
#harringrove#keroujack#un-buttoned#toast-ranger-to-a-stranger#heckinahandbasket#bewires#elysiumwaits#flippyspoon#oepheliawrites#lazybaker#brawlite#lymricks#callieb#the-copperkid#witchsickness#hecatescrossroads
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What's Shakin' Baby? (2) - Eddie Munson x GN! Reader
AN: i wanted to finish this before my birthday (4 days ago now) and instead i broke my glasses ;-; happy birthday to me ig.
ANYWAYS it's finished now- it took me so long and i really apologise for that ;-; I'm a perfectionist and it takes me a while to write these... I mean, look at the size. It's also difficult for me to work when I'm burnt out and tired all the time, and considering i stayed up till 7am to write this (dw I'm sleeping as soon as i post this) then yeah. That starts to take its toll eventually. I'll say that I had a lot of fun writing this- i understand not everyone likes fluff but to those i say ok? go read something else there's a multitude of fics I'm sure you'll find what u like :)
PERSONALLY i liked Dustin and Eddie's friendship in s4 and it's clear Gaten and Joe have great chemistry... But hear me out: Eddie and Max. Do u really think Eddie saw Max moping around, all sad around the trailer park and just didn't do anything about it? Nah. Sarcastic little sister and Goofy older Brother? Ya. We were truly robbed of Max finding someone like Eddie to confide him and realise could be a good sibling to her that doesn't yell at her and make her afraid.
(arcade idea stolen (with permission) from @intergalacticaquarium if you, like me, think Eddie and Max should have had a friend/siblings dynamic in s4, I encourage u to read their fics about them. They are v wholesome.)
WARNINGS: gender neutral reader, reader is 20, L O N G and slow burn forgive me i got v carried away, reader smokes, fluff, tooth-rotting fluff at the end, i promice, mentions of billy being a bad older brother to Max, Max opening up a bit about Billy trauma, Eddie being an amazing older brother to Max (along w yn ofc), eating food, negative self-talk, slight angst at the end, brain empty, no more thoughts, lmk if i missed something
PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | MASTERLIST
15,915 words (holy shit i know)
The following day, you found you were driving back home from your trip into town with Eddie, blasting one of his mixtapes and singing along happily. As suspected, there wasn't anything interesting in the various stores and boutiques that had opened up since Starcourt shut down, but you still had a delightful day. You almost forgot how fun Eddie was to just... Be around. Even if he hated following you through the stores, his comments on the people in the store or the mannequins or the stupid slogans on the shirts made it difficult to not burst out laughing in the middle of the otherwise silent store. You did eventually have to drag him out so you wouldn't get kicked out when you flicked your gaze over and he was shifting the mannequin's hand around to be a middle finger. He finally pulled you into a Goodwill- the best decision you had made that day because apparently, you hit a jackpot- someone retired a bunch of Metal merchandise and it's probably the most quiet Eddie has been while sober and conscious in years. You both meticulously searched through the numerous Metal band t-shirts (some of which neither you, or Eddie had heard of, surprisingly), unsown patches he could add to his battle vest and various band pins. Eddie kept mumbling to himself about 'how lucky he got' as well as 'how someone could ever give this up'?
Collectively, you spent almost two hours sifting through all the clothes there and eventually buying close to ten things each. You stopped by a McDonald's to eat something, sitting in his car and talking about some bizarre thing that had crossed Eddie's mind at that moment, and as you drove home, you excitedly pointed at the Palace Arcade,
"Holy shit! That place is still open!?" You grinned eagerly, trying to turn your head to look over your shoulder at the passing building,
"Uhuh. If you came here a couple of weeks earlier, I would have taken you," he said playfully,
"What? Why not now?" You frowned, looking back at him,
"Cause school's out for summer. It's gonna be crowded as fuck with stupid kids stealing all the good prizes," He pouted, and you lit up at his comment,
"Aww," You grinned, "I'm sure we can just find your disappearing ink somewhere else out of town-"
"No, no, no," He grinned, "Buying something is not the same as winning it in an arcade after busting your ass on Tetris for an hour," You laughed softly at his comment,
"You played Tetris for an hour and all you could get was disappearing ink?" You grinned. At first you thought it was a joke- you remembered Eddie's whole phase with with the ink, realising he could draw whatever he wanted, wherever and no one would see it. He grafitied a lot of rooms in Hawkins with stupid messages and crude drawings, not to mention his room was full of glowing drawings under the black light he brought... You quickly realised he wasn't joking about spending an hour on one game and your eyes widened, "No-"
"Babe-" He said quickly,
"Eddie-" You said in a warning tone,
"Babe-" He repeated, his eyes widening and a grin spreading across his lips,
"Are you telling me you played Tetris for an hour... And all you could afford was disappearing ink?" You asked, mouth opening in shock,
"I'm not answering that," He huffed, "I don't like your tone,"
"How bad are you at Tetris?" You laughed, "It's a simple game, how-"
"Okay, well," He smiled, "Now you're just being mean-" He commented on your laughter,
"Eddie-" You managed breathlessly,
"It's a hard game!" He protested,
"This is like the rubik's cube all over again," You teased once you calmed down a little,
"It is not! Do not disrespect the cube like that"" He whined,
"The cube!!" You said amused, laughing,
"Can you stop making fun of me, babe?" He cast you a glance with a bright grin on his face,
"I'm not making fun of you; you're just funny, Eds," You grinned, shaking your head, "I'm simply reminiscing on that week that you locked yourself away in your room, almost losing your mind over that thing," You said,
"Yeah. And then a possum tried to kill me and cursed it," He said playfully,
The possum incident occurred in early autumn a few years ago. Before he disappeared for the week, Eddie picked up a new strain of weed from Rick. He talked your ear off about how it was real, authentic shit, grown in pristine conditions, and supposed to be better than anything he had ever sold or tried before. He'd been so excited to 'test' the product that he left his bedroom window open while he was greened out and a possum snuck in during the night. He didn't realise at first, but when he discovered it... It was safe to say that nothing could beat that phone call- hearing Eddie screaming about the 'demonic' marsupial hiding away in his closet and crudely describing it as a 'screaming rat that wants to eat him' was confusing at first. When you pulled the receiver from your ear, you almost collapsed laughing as you could hear him yelling from his trailer. It took you a while to collect yourself before you arrived in his home- Wayne was already there, attempting to usher the terrified creature into an empty laundry basket with a broom, while Eddie stood on his bed and rambled about 'demons' and 'cursed cubes'. Seeing you made him yell at you for laughing at the scene, and once you calmed, you moved your focus to help Wayne. You felt bad for the older man, considering he usually slept during the day for his shifts at the Plant, and who reprimanded Eddie about closing his windows at night so creatures don't find their way inside,
"It didn't try to kill you, Eddie," You told him as he parked his van outside his trailer, "It was more scared of you than you were of it," You pat his shoulder as you unbuckled the seatbelt and got out, heading for the back of the van to collect your bags,
"Why'd it have its mouth open then?" He grinned, opening the back for you,
"Because that's what they do," You reminded him, "They don't have thumbs, or spikes or knives, so they open their mouthes to be all scary," You explained, smiling as he rolled his eyes. You cast a glance at the bags, "Damn... We gotta wash all of these," You mumbled as you grabbed yours, which had been set on the right,
"Possums are terrifying," He muttered under his breath as he walked back to his trailer,
"Yeah, yeah," You rolled your eyes, "Hey, meet me at mine in like, ten minutes," You said, "I got watermelon in my fridge," You smiled,
"Yeah, I know. I was there when you bought it," He said with a grin, "Save me a beer," He said, before disappearing into his trailer.
A while later, you'd set the clothes you bought in the washer, opened the beer for him and got busy cutting up the watermelon. Eddie quickly entered announcing himself with a cheerful 'Hey baby!' the thick smell of cigarettes fluttering through the air behind him. Glancing up to give him a small smile, you noted he was shirtless, yet still wearing the same pair of dark jeans he had on before. He hated shorts, so he opted to find the jeans with the largest rips and holes in them instead. It surprised you when he walked up behind you, wrapping an arm around your waist and pressing a kiss to the back of your head. As you tried to feed him a chunk of the fruit, he playfully moved out of the way, grabbing the beer and mentioning that he was smoking, so he couldn't eat. You rolled your eyes, before telling him you should go sit outside, considering your AC was busted and it was cooler there than inside. There was a thin layer of sweat on your forehead, and you didn't want to stay inside longer than you had to. You eyed the spider etched into his right shoulder- how dare he not mention he got a new tattoo?
"You're staring," He said in a sing-songy tone, distracted by fishing out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter from his pockets, causing you to blush and glance away from him,
"Shut up, Eds," You said with a small smile, following him outside and sitting in one of the seats you had on the porch, before grabbing a watermelon slice to eat. You gladly accepted the cigarette he offered, leaning over so he could light it for you and inhaling deeply,
"You dig the new ink?" He asked playfully, sliding a notebook you hadn't noticed he brought along off the table into his lap and flicking through the pages. You eyed him; the cigarette tucked between his teeth and plump lips, his brows drawn together slightly as he focused on the contents of the pages; big brown eyes darting over the words scribbled inside, "Drew it myself," He said, lifting the book up to show you the spider,
"Holy shit, Eds, it looks so cool!" You grinned, taking a bite of the melon,
"Thanks!" He said proudly, picking up the pencil that had fallen from between the pages and flicking to a half-empty page, "Took me forever deciding where I wanted it," He mumbled,
"It looks good where it is, babe," You told him, giving him a small smile and eating some more of your watermelon slice, "Oh- Hey Max!" You called, seeing her approach from the entrance to the trailer park on her skateboard. Considering she didn't look up at your loud yell, you guessed she must have her headphones on, "You think she's still super into Kate Bush?" You glanced over at Eddie,
"Probably," He murmured, the word muffled by the cigarette between his lips. His gaze flicked up to you, then Max in the distance, and then settled back to the notebook he was busy scribbling away in,
"Mh," You hummed. You took another drag before straightening and raising a free hand to wave at her as she approached. Seeing you, she effortlessly stepped off the board, walking a few steps and picking it up, before pulling the headphones off of her head and letting them sit around her neck. She came to a stop before the steps up to your trailer, glancing between you and Eddie,
"What?" She asked sharply,
"You having a good day, Red?" You heard Eddie ask,
"It... Was fine," She said, a little confused by his question,
"Anything fun happen?" You asked, leaning your elbows on your knees and letting your head rest in your hands, smiling at her, "Oh- you want some watermelon? I just cut it up- it's from the fridge so it's nice and cold," You offered, glancing behind you and picking the bowl up from the table, extending it out to her
"No," She shuffled in place a little,
"Damn... That's a shame," You said, setting the bowl back in its place, "Well, if you want any, you know who to ask," You told her, "Are you more into smoothies, by any chance?" You asked, "I have a blender and crazy experience making thick juice," You offered, smiling at the sight of the corners of her lips involuntarily lifting. She turned on her heel to walk to her neighbouring trailer,
"C'mon, Red," Eddie chimed in, "Their smoothies are a work of art- and that's coming from me," He called after her,
"Whatever," You heard her mutter before she quickly climbed the steps and entered the trailer,
"Damn," You sighed, leaning back in your chair and finishing the cigarette, stumping it out in the recently emptied ashtray,
"I could hear it from here," You heard Eddie chuckle to himself. You turned your body to look at him, leaning an arm on the table,
"Kate Bush?" You asked,
"Good, old Katie," He grinned. You gave him a playful glare,
"If you dare disrespect her, Eddie, I swear-"
"Wh- Disrespect?" He set the pencil between the pages of his book and closed it, setting it on the table, "When did I ever say anything disrespectful about Kate Bush, babe?" He said defensively, though there was an amused look on his face,
"You didn't, but I know how riled up you can get," You grinned, finishing your clice and setting the rind back into the bowl, "About what constitutes as 'real' music," You mimed air quotes before grabbing another slice,
"I would never say a bad thing about Kate Bush though, babe," He said, "Promice. Hand on heart; cross it and everything," He said, drawing a finger in two lines over the ink on his chest,
"Good," You raised your brows, "Cause she's like... Crazy amazing,"
"I know," He grinned, "I was the one who introduced you to her," He smiled,
"Cause the song came on the radio," You teased,
"In my car," He said with a smirk,
"Whatever," You rolled your eyes, sitting back in your chair and biting into the watermelon, quickly licking the juice that spilled onto your fingers. It was delightfully cold, thanks to you putting it in the fridge as soon as you got home from the grocery store earlier today. You only wished you could buy some stronger alcohol, or make a cocktail...
"Hey... Come here," Eddie mumbled, catching your attention. Once your eyes were on him, he removed the cigarette from of his mouth and tapped his leg with his free hand, shifting his legs so they were spread slightly wider apart,
"Why?" You asked, though you set your slice into the bowl and stood up without much hesitation. His smile simply widened as you approached him, carefully sitting in his lap and wrapping your arms around his neck. He hummed pleasantly, wrapping an arm around your middle to pull you closer,
"Missed you," He said simply, before tucking the cigarette back between his lips to take a drag,
"We spent the entire day together, babe," You reminded him, pulling the cigarette out of his lips and placing it between your own as he tilted his head back to exhale the smoke up into the air,
"Mhhm, and you dragged me around all these stupid stores and didn't let me have fun," He grinned, leaning forward to press a kiss to your cheek and taking his cigarette back,
"You almost got us kicked out, again," You grinned,
"I was just helping the mannequins express their feelings," He said with a nonchalant shrug. Your eyes flicked down to his neck, smiling and allowing your hand to gently caress the soft skin, "They've probably been stuck there for years in those awful shirts. I could sense a lot of anger coming from those plastic things," He said,
"You're a true hero, Eds," You smiled, "For mannequins all across America," You grinned,
"I work one store at a time," He said with a small smile. You laughed as he took another drag, "Can't believe we scored gold in that Goodwill," He said proudly,
"I know, right?" You grinned, "I finally got my own Pantera shirt," You said excitedly,
"I wonder who gave all of those shirts away," He muttered curiously,
"Someone cool?" You said, shifting a hand to play with strands of his hair, running your fingers through,
"Or someone lame," He suggested, glancing at the movements of your hands as your fingers began to carefully braid his hair, "In any case, we lucked out. You're like a good luck charm," He said with a proud smile,
"Me?" You asked amused, grinning as he moved his hand to touch yours, pulling your fingers away from his hair and pressing a kiss to the back of them,
"You," He murmured, brown, doe eyes meeting yours. He set the cigarette in the ashtray, letting both his hands wrap around you,
"Bet if you went to the store earlier without me you would have found those shirts anyways," You mumbled, rolling your eyes,
"Nah," He said, "But they'll make good replacements for all the shirts you stole from me," He said playfully, causing you to laugh,
"Maybe this is my way of giving them back to you," You joked,
"That's a really stupid way of giving me back my stuff, babe," He said, "Making me pay for my own stuff?"
"Eddie I'm j-"
"I know," He laughed, "I just like to tease you," He smirked, leaning back in his chair with a small sigh, "So! We have the rest of this wonderful day together. What do you suggest we do?" He asked, watching you expectantly. It was only the beginning of summer- the days would grow longer and hotter, and you'd be forced to get the AC fixed so you could seek comfort in the coolness of your home. That meant you couldn't really hang out in there. Eddie's trailer was always an option but it felt a little strange just inviting yourself there- besides, Wayne worked nights at the Plant, which meant he had to sleep all day. You couldn't play the TV too loud or yell or listen to loud music... You let your mind run as you leaned over Eddie, pulling the fruit bowl closer so you could munch on a slice as you thought. You'd already been and raided the nearby stores, and Hawkins was a shithole with nothing interesting ever happening here. The only thing left was...
"What about the arcade?" You said, raising your brows, "You can win me a teddy bear," You smiled,
"How romantic," He grinned, "But be warned, it will take me like... Six hours on Tetris to get enough tickets to afford one of those," He said, causing you to laugh,
"Damn- does the arcade even let people stay that late? Especially if they're awful at the game they're playing," You teased,
"Fine- you're not getting anything from me," He huffed playfully,
"Eddie- no!! Play anything but Tetris," You plead, grinning,
"Fine, fine. I'm pretty good at Pinball," He said, arms leaving you momentarily so he could stretch them above his head,
"You can't win tickets with Pinball. Also- pinball is the lamest game you can play at an arcade," You said, holding the slice out for him to take a bite of,
"Hold on-" He said surprised, gently moving your hand out of the way, "What did you just say?"
"Pinball is the lamest?" He opened his mouth in shock, and you smirked, moving the slice against his lips so he was forced to take a bite of the pink fruit, "What are you? An old man?" You grinned,
"Old men aren't the only ones who play pinball, babe!" He protested, yelping softly as some of the juice spilt out of his lips and down his chin. You laughed as he reached a hand to wipe his face and smirked, swallowing the food in his mouth and grabbing the slice from your hands,
"Yes, they are!" You laughed, shaking your head and getting off of his lap, "Oh my God- Eddie," You managed between laughter, having to lean your hand on the side of your trailer, "I have never met anyone who goes to an arcade thinking 'I'm going to play pinball', what the fuck?" You laughed,
"Listen- okay, okay. Since you think this is so fuckin' funny-" He said standing and following you as you stumbled inside your open front door, hardly breathing through your laughter, "-You haven't been here in a year, and, like, a bunch of the good machines broke down," He rambled,
"So it's the machine's fault you're horrible at the games," You grinned as you stepped into the warmer home, "Not your horrible game skills?" It was only a few degrees difference, though the change felt astronomical,
"Yeah- it is," He said, groaning as he followed you, feeling the warmth against his skin, "Shit- what's up with your AC?" He asked, watching as you removed the mass of black from the washer,
"Broken," You huffed, grabbing the basket and heading back outside,
"Why didn't you ask Wayne to fix it for you?" He frowned, walking to the broken machine and tapping it,
"He's asleep, right?" You said, glancing over at him, "I don't wanna wake him and waste his time," You sighed,
"Babe, your house is unliveable. I'll get him to fix it for you-"
"Don't we have plans to go to the arcade?" You asked, trying to quickly change the topic as you moved outside to the now empty line you shared with Max, beginning to hang up the wet shirts,
"Yeah, but-" He tried, following you quickly,
"Do you think Max'll wanna come with us?" You asked, glancing from her trailer, then back over your shoulder to see him standing on your porch and watching you. With a dejected sigh, he moved to sit down, his legs hanging over the edge of the porch, "Do kids nowadays even play arcade games anymore?" You asked more yourself as you got back to your task, running a hand over the wet, upside down 'Pantera' print,
"Of course they like arcade games," he said with a huff, "Everyone likes arcade games,"
"Good," You smiled, "I have faith in the new generation once again. And maybe she plays games that aren't Pinball or Tetris," You teased, "Maybe she's actually good," You added, "Maybe-"
"I swear to God if you make fun of me again..." You heard him say in a mock threatening tone,
"You'll what?" You grinned, setting the empty basket down and looking at him. A large grin spread over his face and he quickly hopped off the porch, "Oh no- Eddie, no-" You yelped as he suddenly grabbed you, picking you up and spinning you around and cackling, "Put me down!" You laughed loudly,
"You take everything you said back or I throw you in the dirt!" He said playfully,
"How about I don't!" You grinned, grabbing at his hands. He laughed again, setting you down but still holding on to you tightly. He opened his mouth again to say something, although-
"Gross," You heard from nearby, causing your head to look in the direction of the voice,
"Oh, hey Max!" You grinned at the red-headed girl now standing nearby in the shade between the two mobile homes. Eddie loosened his hold on you, letting you brush off your clothes and gather yourself, "We were just looking for you-"
"Why?" She asked,
"Well, uh... Eddie and I are planning on going to the arcade later and we wanted to know if you wanted to join us," You offered with a pleasant smile. She watched you with a frown, glancing between your faces, before narrowing her eyes,
"What's in it for you, huh?" She asked sceptically,
"Nothing...? We're just going to have fun and play games. Maybe get some milkshakes later or something?" You offered, glancing over at Eddie,
"C'mon, Red," Eddie piped up, moving to stand next to you, "It'll be fun; we used to go to the Palace all the time-" He gestured between you,
"Didn't we call it 'Our Palace' at some point?" You grinned, glancing back at him,
"Hell yeah," He grinned, "God, I used to kill on those pinball machines," He gave you a look, while you laughed at his statement, "Christ," He mumbled, rolling his eyes at your reaction, though smiled fondly at your laughter,
"Don't mind him- we played games other than Pinball," You assured her, "Have you ever been there, Max?" You asked the girl, and watched her cast her gaze downwards momentarily,
"Yeah... I used to go a lot, actually. It was the first place I'd go to when I first came here from California," She said, "I stopped going a few years ago... Cause of school? Haven't really been there since," She admitted,
"All the more reason for you to come with us!" You said eagerly, "Please? We promise we'll never bother you again," You plead, putting your hands together to emphasise your point. She glanced back at you and sighed,
"Fine," You both grinned happily, "I'll have to ask my mom,"
"That's fine- you be ready by 6," You told her eagerly, before grabbing Eddie's hand and dragging him back to your trailer,
"See you later, Red!" He called after her, laughing slightly as you dragged him inside your trailer.
It took a while for you to get ready. You had brought in the rest of your watermelon inside so the flies and wasps wouldn't gather around the fruit, eating the slices and trying to get Eddie to eat them with you, before cleaning your hands and changing into your outfit for the evening. Eddie left at your request to get ready himself, allowing you to freshen up and get ready in peace. Once you were finished, you walked out to meet up with Eddie and Max. Coincidentally, you walked out of your trailer at the same time as her, giving her a small nod and mentioning that Eddie was going to be your ride to the arcade. Once you locked your trailer, you joined her in the short walk over to his, lighting up a cigarette on your way there. Max had also changed and was holding a blue zip-up jacket for later in the evening, when the temperature would inevitably drop. Her hair, which had previously been braided, was out in loose waves and framing her pale face. She glanced at Eddie's trailer as you stopped, leaning against his van. You could faintly hear Black Sabbath playing from his open bedroom window,
"He's late," Max pointed out,
"He is... As usual," You let her know, "But he's our ride, so we gotta wait," You said with a sigh, "He's probably fixing up his hair- it usually takes a while, he's got a lot of it," You joked, smiling softly as she let out a quiet, breathy laugh,
"Yeah. Right," She nodded, eyeing the cigarette in your hand,
"Speaking of hair," You gestured to her, "Where's your Anne of Green Gable's schtick?" You asked,
"Didn't seem fitting for an arcade," She mumbled,
"Course," You smiled, "You excited to try any of the games there?" You asked,
"Excited?" She smiled slightly, "Do I look like a kid to you?"
"Well, you seemed eager to go," You shrugged, "I'm excited. I'm sure Eddie is too- oh! And if you're any good, you could teach him how to play Tetris!" You grinned,
"He doesn't know how to play Tetris?" She asked, blinking her wide eyes in surprise, "But it's so easy...!" She said, and you laughed softly, nodding,
"I know, right?" You smiled, glancing over her "He excels at DnD though... That might be the only game he's good at. As annoying it is watching him play the games and loose them, it's pretty funny," You grinned,
"Sure," She smiled slightly, glancing around in silence,
"I think your hair's cool, Max," You told her, "Pretty colour and all that," You said with a nod,
"What about my hair?" Eddie asked, walking out of the trailer and meeting you at the foot of the stairs,
"Not yours," You said, rolling your eyes, "Max's," You gestured to the girl. Eddie glanced over at her and nodded his head in a silent hello, before plucking the cigarette from your lips and taking a drag as he twirled his car keys in his hand. He was wearing a Metalica shirt under his leather jacket,
"Nice hair, Red," He complimented, "Now are you two ready for the greatest night of your lives?" He asked, glancing between you with a grin,
"In Hawkins?" You smirked, grabbing your cigarette back from his hands, "Never," You winked. Your grin widened at the way he looked at you after your wink,
"Right- not grand enough for you, Your Majesty?" He waved his hand in a mock bow, grabbing the door handle to the passenger side and pulling it open for you. With a grin, you stood a little taller,
"No. It never is," You said in a fancy tone, "Now take me to my Palace, your highness," You said playfully,
"Jesus fucking Christ you are both awful," Max muttered, shaking her head,
"You wanna be called your highness too, Red?" Eddie asked with a smirk,
"I was promised a ride to the arcade," She said, "My mom gave me a 9 pm curfew, so..."
"Right- and we're losing daylight," Eddie clicked his fingers in understanding. He walked over to the back door, opening it and gesturing for her, "M'lady, your chariot awaits," He said dramatically, smiling at her. With another eye roll and a 'whatever' muttered under her breath, Max climbed into the back. You shut the door after her and climbed into the passenger seat, while Eddie moved around to the drivers side, and you drove off into town,
"Did you eat dinner yet, Red?" You asked, busy shuffling through the tapes you found in the car,
"Huh?" She asked, "Oh uh... Yeah," She said quietly,
"Is that a lie?" Eddie asked, glancing in the rearview mirror to see her face. You did the same, watching her blink, before quickly glancing out of the window,
"...No," She said in an unconvincingly way,
"Well I haven't," You chimed in, "But I'm not hungry right now," You said quickly, seeing Max glare at you through the mirror, "We should go buy pizza after we finish up at the arcade," You glanced over at Eddie,
"Hell yeah, we can stop by a Pizza hut and get those breadsticks you like," He grinned, giving you a knowing look,
"Nice- sound good to you Max?" You turned your head to look over your shoulder at her. A small, involuntary smile spread on her thin lips, though she quickly turned her head to try to hide it from you,
"Sure... Sounds good," She confirmed, glancing down at her feet and shuffling them slightly. With a satisfied smile, you looked back to the tapes you had left discarded in your lap, continuing to flip through and listening to the gentle clatter of plastic against plastic,
"Here," Eddie mumbled beside you, reaching over and opening the glove compartment. Thankfully, you were at a red stop light. Curiously, you watched his hand as he shuffled through the stuff thrown there carelessly. Your eyes focused on his rings, faintly glittering in the light from outside. You always had a fondness for them, loving the way they looked against his rough hands, and how cold they felt compared to the warmth of his skin. He finally pulled a tape out, and you glanced over the cover, "Put this one in," He said softly,
"'Kill 'Em All'," You read, sliding the tape out of the cover and looking it over, "Is this new?"
"Nope. I just lost it," He said, smiling once you set the tape in and placed the others back, "And then found it again when I was cleaning my van a few days ago. Hey, Max, you good with loud music?" He asked as 'Hit The Lights' started blaring loudly from the speakers,
"Yeah," She said softly. You expected another annoyed 'whatever' but the girl just kept silent, looking out of the window,
"Good- loud is good," Eddie smirked, giving you a glance and winking back teasingly,
"Hah- yeah," You grinned as the heavy guitar riffs came in and you turned the music back up. The ride into town wasn't too long, though by the time you arrived at the arcade, your hair was all messed up, considering you had rolled the windows down and spent the majority of the ride nodding your head to the music and laughing along with Eddie. Max was silent the whole time, only staring out of the window at the houses zooming past the van. Her hair covered her face so you couldn't see her expression, though it didn't appear she minded the loud music, or the way the car shook at your limited dancing, or your screaming along to the lyrics. You hopped out of the parked vehicle, glancing at the spinning 'Palace Arcade' sign, then flicking your gaze to the building. The lights were already lit, though the sun's light drowned them out so you couldn't appreciate the bright colours they'd usually cast across the parking lot. Outwardly, it was still the same as you remembered when you were there last year, and since you drove by it earlier today,
"Ready?" Eddie asked, coming to stand beside you, hands tucked into the pockets of his leather jacket and a small smile set on his lips as he watched you, "Also, is this our..." he trailed off, shuffling his boots against the gravel bellow, "Uh... How do..."
"Our...?" You looked at him expectantly. He opened his mouth, but the words fell short and he found himself unable to look at you. You narrowed your eyes, before realising, "Like our first date?" You asked, "As a couple?" He smiled at your words,
"Uh... Yeah," He nodded, "My first date with you," He said fondly, "I should have taken a camera," He huffed,
"We can always take a picture after," You nodded to the building, before walking forward so you could stand in front of him, "I'm looking forward to this date with you, Munson," You said, watching the grin forming on his face,
"I'll make it worth your while, babe," He said, walking forward to press a kiss to your forehead. You hummed pleasantly, before glancing back to his van,
"I love going out on dates and babysitting," You said playfully, "Speaking of-" You knocked on the back window, causing Max to jump, startled. She hadn't moved since you parked, appearing distracted. She gave you a confused look, before you pointed to the arcade behind you, "We're here!" You said, opening the door for her. She slid over, considering she was on the other side, and hopped out, looking at the building before her, "Hey, are you okay-"
"I'm fine," She said quickly, giving you a stern look. You held your hands up in surrender,
"Just making sure. We can always uh... Do something else," You offered,
"No, I just..." She sighed, glancing in the car as Eddie locked it, "I left my jacket in there," She told him,
"Oh, that's fine. It's warm now anyways and we'll come back," He gave her a reassuring smile, "You'll get your precious jacket back soon. Now come on! Let's play games," He said excitedly, eagerly walking over to you and grabbing your hand, pulling you towards the arcade.
Inside, it still looked the same, aside from a few new machines you were excited to try. You glanced over your shoulder to make sure Max was still following along, motioning for her to join you at an ATM to exchange the ten dollars you had brought along for quarters, one by one. Once you all had your money, you followed Eddie as he made a beeline to a machine,
"Pong?" Max asked as he slipped the change into the machine,
"Yeah! We used to play this all the time," Eddie said, glancing over at you with a wide grin, "You ever play?" He asked Max,
"Have I ever played Pong?" She asked with a slight smile, moving to stand next to him, "I heard you can't even play Tetris," You laughed as Eddie cast you a glare,
"Oh yeah? Well, I'm not losing to a child," He said, determination clear in his tone,
Eddie did, in fact, lose to Max. Badly. And when he started getting low on quarters and playfully frustrated, he insisted you tag in. She was good- really good. Normally, losing a few rounds would hurt your ego, but considering how much she was smiling and laughing now was worth the shame of losing to a freshman. She eventually pulled you away, bored of her near-constant victories to play air hockey,
"I'm with Max!" You said quickly, moving to stand next to her,
"Two against one? That's not fair!" Eddie whined,
"Fine- you play against her and I'll be the ref," You said, searching through your pockets for a dollar,
"And let her beat me again?" Eddie protested, "Hell no,"
"What is it, Munson? Are you afraid to lose to a child again?" You teased, leaning your hands on the side of the table,
"Yeah, Munson," You heard Max say besides you, handing you a dollar that you could put into the machine, "Looser buys us all candy?" She offered. He smirked, moving his hand out for her to shake,
"You're dead, Red," He grinned playfully, taking his spot at the end of the table and watching the rather intense game.
Eddie graciously bought you all a bunch of Nerds, Pop Rocks, Pixie Stix and Fun Dip. Max mentioned something about wanting to play Dig Dug and disappeared off down the aisles to find it, sneakily stealing the full bag of candy with her while Eddie distracted you with his annoyed mumblings of losing two games to a freshman,
"Aw man, my candy necklaces," You pouted when you noticed she was gone,
"C'mon- I wanna show you something," Eddie grinned, grabbing your hand and pulling you to another game,
"But what if she eats all of our candy?" You asked with a soft smile,
"First of all, I don't think it's humanly possible to eat that much candy at once without your teeth falling out," He said, casting you a glance,
"This is coming from the same Eddie Munson who won't eat his fruits and veggies?" You teased,
"Shut up," He rolled his eyes with a smirk, "Anyways," He glanced up at the name of one of the machines, before gesturing to it,
"Centipede?" You read the writing at the top, "This one's new, right?" You asked, not recognising it. Eddie nodded,
"Go ahead," He motioned for the machine,
"I don't know how to play it, Eds," You said, "Don't wanna waste my precious quarters on a game I'm not gonna be good at,"
"Then let me show you," He prompted,
"You and your history of being awful at games?" You asked playfully, digging through your pockets for some change,
"Babe," He whined, "Come on, please?" He smiled. With a sigh, you moved forward, placing your quarter in and straightening up. It surprised you a little as he moved up behind you, putting his hands over yours and resting his chin on your shoulder, "Here, like this," He said softly, considering he was so close to your ear,
"Okay," You started the game, eyes darting over the screen as he started it, "Woah- why does it split up like that? What?" You laughed softly as you shot at the bug. Eddie moved his hands over yours so his fingers pressed against yours on the buttons. You'd played games together multiple times- Eddie behind you with a gentle hold on to your hands, occasionally fighting for control over the buttons and laughing as you playfully yelled at him to get off because you were going to get a 'Game Over' and waste your money. All in good spirits of course. You revelled in the closeness of him in this sort-of hug. Now you were finally together as a couple, it felt different. The gentle kisses he'd press to your cheek and neck, or simply blowing cold air onto your skin, grinning as it caused you to shiver, were incredibly distracting, but you couldn't deny that it felt nice, and beautifully intimate,
"Damn, you've been making fun of how bad I am at Tetris when you can't even play Centipede," He smirked, pressing another kiss to your cheek before letting go of you, standing to the side, grinning proudly,
"If you weren't distracting me, Eddie, I might have won," You huffed, "Or at least get a high score," You huffed, glancing at the flashing 'Game Over' screen. You glanced down at the names next to the high scores, noticing 'Mad Max' filling some of the bottom slots- could that potentially be your red-headed companion, blissfully distracted by you and Eddie and eagerly tapping away at the buttons on Dig Dug? Glancing up higher, through the less familiar names, your eyes widened at the top two, "No-"
"Yes," Eddie grinned beside you,
"No," You repeated, jaw-dropping at the two names at the top, "You beat Henderson at this!?" Your eyes widened, glancing over at him smiling proudly,
"Kid's got a vendetta against me because I kicked his ass on here," He said, "I wanted to see how you would do," He said,
"You just distracted me the whole time, Eds! I had no chance!"
"Uh- I helped?" He said, "And now you can't make fun of me for being bad at games," He grinned, "Here, watch me, it's honestly really simple," He playfully pushed your arm so you'd step out the way,
"And here I thought your gaming talents ended at DnD," You teased, folding your arms and watching him straighten up, hair bouncing once he placed his own quarter into the machine,
"I'll let this one slide, but if you offend me one more time," He held up his finger in mock warning,
"You'll what?" You challenged, grinning, "Huh? Huh? What're you gonna do Munson?" You grinned, moving to stand very close to him. He only smiled down at you, soft eyes flicking over your face, and making you momentarily forget your playful conflict. He quickly broke the eye contact, glancing at the screen, then looking at you with a slight glare,
"I'll make you walk all the way home," He settled, smirking proudly and starting the game, quickly tapping the buttons,
"Oh, yeah?" You asked, looking over his shoulder at the screen. He clearly knew what he was doing, fully focused on the screen. Leaning closer to his ear, your grinned, "Make me," You hissed, quickly moving away and smirking at the way his eyes widened and he looked at you quickly. You were already walking away towards Max, though you glanced back and blew a playful kiss at him, "You better win that game now, babe!" You called back to him, watching him shake his head and grin, glancing back at the screen, "How's it going Max?" You asked, looking over her at the screen, "Holy shit- you're on round six!?" You said proudly,
"Yeah," She murmured, concentrating hard,
"How are you so good at Dig Dug?" You marvelled, staring at the screen and then glancing down at Max's hands as she expertly played the level,
"Got a lot of practice back in California," She mumbled, blue eyes darting around the screen in full concentration, "They have the same machine up there. And I spent a lot of time here when I first came to Hawkins," She said, a small smile appearing on her lips as the screen flashed brightly, indicating she passed the level,
"Nice, Max!" You grinned, lifting a hand up for her to high-five, "Max... MADMAX? You've had the top high scores on this game for years now," You smiled as her hand slapped against your own, "That's real talent kid," You complimented,
"It's a simple game," She shrugged, though the smile didn't leave her lips. She ended up scoring sixty-eight thousand points and you grinned, feeling like a kid at the sight of all the tickets pouring out of the machine, "Damn," she hissed, standing back as the screen displayed 'Game Over',
"What?" You asked with a small smile,
"I got third place," She said with a small frown, "I used to be way better," She glanced at the high scores that both displayed MADMAX,
"Are you hearing yourself?" Eddie spoke up, grinning. He had quietly joined you a few moments ago, holding a bunch of tickets he won at Centipede, "You got third place-" He leaned over to tap the screen, "-And first, and second. You're the entire podium!"
"Still. I should have done better," She said, glancing around at the other machines,
"Meh- I say you did great," Eddie grinned, reaching over and ruffling her hair, "C'mon!" He eagerly scooped up her tickets, swiftly moving to another machine, "Let me show you how it's done!" He said, stopping at the Pacman machine and shoving the tickets into your arms,
"Eddie's awful at Pacman," You whispered to Max, earning a small laugh from her that caused you both to lighten up as he started playing, "He always loses, but he likes the noises,"
"Babe, stop throwing me under the bus like this- Max, I'm great-" The telltale sound of Pacman dying came from the machine, "The fuck!?" He exclaimed, causing you to laugh as he smacked at the console,
"Eddie, don't break it!" You quickly grabbed at his arm, smirking, "My turn," You pushed him away with the tickets and focused on the game as the next round started, "See, what you're doing wrong is you're going after the power-ups first; you only go after 'em if the ghosts are chasing you," You muttered, "Max, get over here to watch the pro," You grinned, standing aside so she could watch you,
"Pro?" Eddie asked amused, "You got on the leaderboard once, babe. Humble yourself," You gasped at that,
"Excuse me, how many times have you been on the leaderboard, Munson?" You challenged,
"Well, on Centipede and Dragon's Lair-"
"I don't give a shit about those- I'm talking about Pacman," You smirked, "How many times have you beaten the first level of Pacman, Munson? Huh?" You teased, managing to kill one of the ghosts with the immunity buff,
"Damn- you can't even get over the first Pacman level, Eddie?" You heard Max ask from beside you,
"The game's hard!" He protested, though you could hear the smile in his voice. He stood behind you, an arm snaking around your waist and his head resting on your shoulder as he watched your movements,
"Get the cherries!!" Max chimed in, from the side. She sounded so happy- and when you completed the level, your small audience erupted into eager cheers, Eddie gripping your shoulders and shaking them slightly,
"Max- you do this level now. We'll take turns!" You said eagerly, ushering her to take your place and grinning as she started playing, "Eds, you can watch," You teased, turning to see him looking mock offended,
"Wh- Why!?" He whined,
"Uh- you cost us one of your lives," Max chimed in, "You're not touching this game again," She said playfully,
"Hear that Munson?" You smirked, glancing back at the screen to watch Max play,
"Well, I'm the one holding all of your tickets," He said, indicating to the large mass of tickets he held, "I can easily go cash these in for a bunch of sticky hands and worms on strings," He teased,
"You wouldn't have those if it wasn't for our skills!" Max grinned,
"She has a point, Eds," You grinned, "That'd be stealing," You said, to which he huffed and rolled his eyes,
"So no disappearing ink?" He pouted at you,
"Why are you so hung up on the disappearing ink?" You asked with a wide smile,
"Because it's cool!" He grinned, "And you can only see it with a black light!" He grinned. You made a face, sticking your tongue out,
"Yuk- I don't want to go near you with a black light-" You muttered,
"Shit!!" Max cursed as Pacman's death sound effect played from the machine. She hit it with her hand, wincing at the impact. With a small frown, you walked over to her as 'Game Over' flashed across the screen,
"Hey," You said, "It's fine! I'm kinda tired from all these games. Why don't we cash in our tickets and go... Eat pizza?" You suggested, glancing from Eddie to Max,
"Sure," She sighed, and you gently touched her shoulder walking to the prize counter and looking over all the things on display. From puzzles to gimmicky items stacking the shelves behind a clerk, and plushies hanging from the ceiling on strings, you let out a small sigh, eyes settling on a lava lamp momentarily, before rolling your eyes at the 'grand prize- 10,000 tickets!' scrawled underneath it,
"You ever get one of those?" You asked Max, pointing to the assortment of large teddy bears, dragons and various other stuffed toys,
"No... I doubt we'll be able to afford any of them," She shrugged, "Usually I could only afford the candy," She sighed,
"Me too. I did get a mug one time though. With Kermit the Frog on it," You smiled, "Spent a lot of time on solo pong though... Not too much fun playing it by yourself," You said, "I still have it. I drink hot cocoa out of it every winter," You smiled softly,
"You?" Max asked amused, "You like the muppets?" She smiled softly,
"What can I say? I have a soft spot for that funky little green guy," You grinned, clicking your fingers, "Too bad we can't afford any of the cool toys," You huffed,
"Whoever told you that?" Eddie grinned, appearing out of nowhere, "Let's get these counted," He gestured to the large ball of tickets. It seemed to have doubled in the few moments he was away from you, and when he placed them on the counter for the employee to count, you noticed two sticks of unopened tickets in his back pockets. How he managed to get those was a mystery to you. Catching you staring, he gave you a wink, "I'm gonna head to the bathroom. You guys pick out a good prize," He said playfully, walking behind the machines, away from the employee's view and pulling the two wads of tickets out, unfurling them to try make it look like they came from the machines,
"Where the hell did he get those?" Max hissed to you, eyes widened mouth agape as she looked from him to you,
"Eddie... Has his ways..." Was all you could say, stumped as to where he even found them, "I sort of figured it's best not to question things like this by now," You told her, glancing at the tickets. He promptly returned with another ball of unfurled tickets and a proud smirk on his face as the employee sent him a glare, considering they had to count more tickets. You heard him briefly mention he forgot them and attempted to distract the employee in hopes that'd get you more tickets. You moved to the side with Max, glancing at the prizes that were worth thousands, "Got your eye on anything, Red?" You asked, leaning your elbows on the glass counter, "Perhaps a Carebear?" You suggested,
"What about that?" She pointed,
"You're talking about the Popples?" You smiled, "I always loved those- my family could never afford them but I always thought they were so cute," You said,
"What even are they?" She smiled,
"Don't know, and I don't think I care. They just look cute for kids," You shrugged, "Which one d'you want?"
"What?" She asked, her smile faltering,
"What?" You mimicked, moving one of your arms so it was leaning on the counter, "I asked you to pick one," You nodded to the toys,
"Are... You sure?" She frowned, "They're your tickets..." She said, brows knitting together,
"You won more games than me," You winked, "C'mon Red, just-"
"But what about you?" She asked quickly,
"What about me?" You smiled, "C'mon, Red. This is for you- you deserve a reward for wrecking a super Senior and a college student at arcade games," You rolled your eyes. She was still looking at you with a confused look. You glanced back at the plushies, "Fine. Get a Care Bear instead," You prompted,
"But do you-"
"C'mon Red!" You groaned, "Look how sad Funshine Bear looks!" You pointed to the smiling yellow bear, "It's begging for you to take them home!" You grinned. She looked at you with wide eyes, still searching your face, as if she was looking for any hint of a lie, or... Some other emotions. She quickly looked back at the high-end prizes,
"We've got a good nine 'k' built up; that means thousand," Eddie grinned at you,
"Proud of you for learning that one, babe," You smirked, patting his chest gently, "You can get so much disappearing ink with that," You teased,
"Well now I'm not gonna get any," He pouted playfully,
"So what are you getting?" The tired employee said, glancing between the three of you. You looked at Max expectantly,
"Care bear; care bear," You quietly chanted at her confused face. She smiled slightly, rolling her eyes and looking back at the prizes,
"Can I get the... One of the Popples?" She asked softly, moving to place her hands on the counter, pointing out the one she wanted to the employee,
"You still have three thousand left," They said, placing the toy in front of Max and removing the price tag. It took you a while to choose through the various smaller prizes, trying to spend all your tickets so you had zero left. Your purchases included: three sticky hands for each of you; a few string worms for Eddie; matching space-themed keyrings for Eddie and you; disappearing ink; a bunch of temporary tattoos; and finally, more candy. You soon left, climbing into the van and speeding away. You grinned, throwing Pez pellets from a shitty dispenser at Eddie as he attempted to catch them in his mouth while he drove you to Pizza Hut.
Eddie brought up that you should probably share the pizza and then asked about the toppings you would both like. Max was mostly quiet, and you were fine with most things... That was until he jokingly brought up getting pineapple or banana. Even Max joined your fierce protests against them. You ended up getting half just cheese and half with toppings you mutually agreed on with Max, considering how iffy Eddie could be with certain ingredients,
"This'd be so good if it was Hawaiian," Eddie smirked at you over a mouthful of pizza,
"Eddie, you're very close to losing your speaking privileges," You grinned as he threw his head back and laughed, "Why are you so insistent on getting pineapple and banana on our pizza? You want to watch the world burn that bad?" You asked,
"You are correct, my dear," He smirked,
"That poor worker at the arcade wasn't enough for you?" You smiled at him,
"They counted wrong. And if they didn't want me to find their extra tickets, they should have hidden them better," He shrugged, "Besides, you know I'm only kidding about the fruits, right?"
"I knew you were joking," you gave him a sceptical look, before glancing over at Max, "He hates fruits," you let her know,
"Really?" You nodded with a small hum,
"Yeah, he does," You smiled, "I work at Sam's Smoothie Shack and I basically have to force him to drink the smoothies I make," You said, before glancing over at him, "Speaking of you hating fruits," You glared at him, "If we did get pineapple or banana, you wouldn't even eat it,"
"Nope," He smirked,
"So why would..." You trailed off, confused,
"Just to piss you off," He grinned,
"Eddie that'd be such a waste," You huffed, rolling your eyes as he laughed again,
"But it would be funny!" He said,
"Whatever," You smiled, looking over at Max, "Hey why aren't you eating?" You asked,
"Oh, I... I can have more?" She asked uncertainly. You looked at her, incredulously,
"Of course you can!" You smiled, "You think we can eat this whole thing just by ourselves?" You said, gesturing to the partially eaten pizza,
"Well..." Eddie said, before wincing your name as you kicked him under the table,
"Max, eat as much pizza as you want. We can even ask for a to-go box if you wanna take this home and reheat it later," You smiled at her, "It's no good cold, so get to eating," You reassured her, before your attention quickly snapped to Eddie, "You too- I don't want to hear any more about your weird pizza combos," You said, tapping Eddie's hand as he reached for another slice,
"Speaking of-" He smirked, "What if we put the pizza in a blender?" He smirked as you groaned his name in protest, "What? You expect me to drink mushy, blendy raspberries but not blended pizza?" He grinned, starting up yet another playful, bickering session between the three of you. At least Max was having a good time.
When you left, the sun had almost set, only a sliver of orange left, sitting far on the horizon The sky was primarily filled with a wonderful dark blue and speckled with bright stars. You remembered learning that most of them were likely suns at the centre of other galaxies, likely filled with their own solar systems, full of their own people or aliens... But most of them were likely dead, the visuals of them exploding into novas or supernovas taking light years to reach the earth and your gaze. But who cared if they were all dead? As long as you could see them, they were real, right?
You hummed along to the quiet music, the same Metallica tape playing quietly now as you stared out at the darkened houses and streets of Hawkins. The city was so much more peaceful at night, when the inhabitants were sleeping and the streets were relatively empty, safe for the occasional fox or cat that darted across the street. When you were younger, you thought the darkness was scary; some unseen monster hiding away in the shadows. Now, it just felt serene and calm- a small, anxious, part of you maybe still believed there were monsters lurking away somewhere, but with Eddie at your side... Actually, he probably wouldn't do a lot to scare them away. He'd likely run away. But he'd run away with you so... Technically, you were in safe hands?
"What's on your mind?" He asked softly, his hand coming to rest on your leg, gently moving over your knee. You sighed, shifting to lean back in your seat and stretching your arms above your head,
"Hawkins... How quiet it is," You said softly, glancing over at him to see him smile, "You,"
"Me?" He asked surprised
"You," You grinned softly at the feigned disbelief on his face, "I had fun on our first official date, Eds,"
"I'm glad," He smiled, gently squeezing your leg, patting it, then putting his hand back on the gear shift, "Mine or yours?" He asked,
"Mine- I gotta collect my laundry before someone steals my Pantera shirt," You sighed,
"Already so attached?" He asked, smiling softly as he put his leg back on your knee. You placed your hand over his, skimming your fingers over his rings,
"Mhm," You smiled,
"Aw," He cooed, smiling softly, "By the way, I asked Wayne if he could fix up your AC," He said,
"Wh- Eddie," You said with a small frown, "You... Didn't need to," You said,
"Mmmh, I kinda did," He said, giving you a look. As you looked away, getting ready to protest again, he said your name to try and get your attention back on him, "I've known you the better part of my life, and I know that you're just gonna leave it broken and complain about it never being fixed," He said softly, "I wanted to do something nice for you," He glanced over at you. You couldn't stop the small smile that found its way onto your lips,
"Remind me to pay Wayne back for his kindness," You sighed, leaning back in your seat,
"I won't," He said with a small smile, "Besides, if you want me hanging around you all summer, you better have that thing fixed because earlier today?" He huffed, "I thought I was gonna die!" He said dramatically,
"Uhuh. Yeah," You smiled at him. With a sigh, you cast a glance in the rearview mirror, catching sight of Max in the reflection, "You good, Red?" You asked softly, turning your head to look at the girl in the back. She was staring out of the window blankly, eyes shutting slowly with the gentle lulling of the van. You smiled to yourself, "Max," You prompted, making her sit up and look at you,
"Yeah?" She hummed tiredly,
"Are you alright?" You asked again,
"Uhuh... Yeah," She nodded, fiddling with a hairband around her wrist. Her jacket was draped over her legs, as if it was a blanket,
"Beating us at arcade games tired you out this much, huh?" She smiled at your words,
"Maybe," She mumbled, leaning her head back against the seat and turning her head back to the window. You shifted back so you were sitting straight in your seat with a small smile, glancing at Eddie. He was already looking at you with an affectionate smile, but averted his gaze back to the road when you caught him staring.
The rest of the drive was quiet; the usual loud music turned down so you could only faintly hear it. It was peaceful: you humming along to the melodies; Eddie's fingers tapping along to the beat; the road stretching out into the darkness before you. All too quickly, he was pulling up in front of the Munson trailer at Forest Hills, and the sound of the three doors opening echoed into the quiet,
"You good going home by yourself, Max?" Eddie asked, walking around to stand next to you,
"Yeah- make sure you don't forget your jacket or your prize," You smiled, leaning your back against the van and glancing at Max as she walked in front of you,
"Right," She looked over them, before looking up at you, "Can you hold this? I want to put my jacket on," Eddie quickly moved forward, taking the plush from her as she thanked him. He looked over the Popple's face, handing it back to her,
"Cute," He commented, setting his hands in his jean pockets,
"Are you sure you don't want it?" She asked, holding the creature in her hands and looking it over with a small frown, "I mean, isn't this like a couple thing to do? Win prizes at arcades for each other?" She glanced between you,
"Mmh- but you can also get them for friends," Eddie said. You felt him tapping your shoulder, and when you looked at him, he was holding a lit cigarette out for you to take, "It's yours to keep, kid," He smiled in reassurance,
"Oh!" She looked over the stuffed animal again, blinking and with a look of bewilderment on her face, "Uhm... Thanks, Eddie," She nodded her head to him, then thanked you quietly, "Tonight was... Was good," She said,
"No problem- I'm glad you had a good evening," You said, taking hold of Eddie's hand once he locked the van, "Ready to go home now?" You asked, nodding towards the two trailers,
"Sure," She said quietly, still staring at the toy, transfixed. She followed after you silently. The night was pleasant, a soft breeze blowing through your hair and sending a chill across your skin. At your shivering, Eddie took the cigarette from your lips and held out his jacket,
"You'll be cold," You said with a frown,
"You'll be warm," He said with a smile, causing you to roll your eyes and take the jacket from him. It was warm from his body heat, and the smell of cheap cologne and weed filled your senses- the comforting smells of home, "See? You look better in my clothes anyway," He said, moving an arm around your shoulders with a smile,
"How cute, Eds," You said, taking the cigarette back from him and placing it between your lips to take a drag. You finally made it to your trailer, picking up the laundry basket you had left behind and quickly taking down the shirts, folding them as you stacked them in the basket. Glancing over you saw Eddie sitting on the top step of your trailers porch, quietly talking with Max as he smoked your cigarette,
"You got a name for the little guy?" He asked, nodding to the plushie in her hands,
"A name?" She asked quietly,
"You never named your stuffed animals as a kid?" He asked, raising his brows,
"No..." She said,
"Well, I think he deserves a name," He pointed to it, "How about... Frederik... Frederik the First," He smiled, "He strikes me as a... Thing with an 'F' name," He said,
"Why the first?" She asked,
"First one to get a name from you. And it rhymes," He explained,
"It's alliteration..." She said quietly,
"That's the one with the letters being the same?" He asked, taking a drag as she nodded, "'F' and 'F'. Huh... Well, if you don't like Frederik the First, give him a different one... Or her!" He smiled, moving his arms out. She regarded the toy for a moment, thinking,
"Francis the... Fast," She said, glancing up at him for approval,
"Cause he's fast?" He smiled,
"Well yeah... She kinda looks like a rabbit I had back home in California," She said, moving a hand to touch the soft fur on the Popple's face, "She wasn't called Francis, she was called Hoppy,"
"That's cute," Eddie said, nodding, "Predictable for a rabbit but what can you say?" He shrugged, "Did she like hopping?"
"Mhm," She hummed softly, smiling at the fond memory, "Yeah she... She was great... And then she ran away," She frowned softly, "My stepbrother... He forgot to close her cage... I cried for weeks hoping she would come back," She said with a small frown, "But she never did..."
"Well," He sighed, "Things like that happen," Eddie nodded, "I had a puppy that ran away," He sighed sadly,
"Really?" She asked,
"Mhm. My dad got super drunk and left the door open. I was, like, eight?" He put a hand on his chest, "My first heartbreak," He said dramatically, leaning backwards on his arm, "Sometimes I still think I can hear Lucky barking for me to let him back in," He sniffled as you approached, setting the basket by your front door with a small laugh,
"Eddie, you better not let anything that's whining under your window inside," You smiled, taking a seat next to him. Eddie moved an arm around your waist, drawing you closer to him, "Last time you freaked out over a possum," You reminded him,
"I'm smart- I won't let a possum back inside, babe," He shifted his head to kiss your cheek reassuringly before his gaze travelled back to Max. She had gone quiet, still staring at the toy in her hands, "Are you sure you're okay, Max?" Eddie asked, the worry clear in his tone as he watched the girl standing before you. She glanced up, and from the faint light, you could see faint tear tracks were staining her face. She quickly whipped it dry, a look of anger crossing her face, before it quickly faded. She opted to look away from you both instead. You let the tense silence hang in the air, glancing at Eddie and meeting his concerned gaze as you both figure out what was best to say to her. Slowly, she moved to sit down on the bottom step,
"Metalica... The Four Horsemen... Billy liked those songs," She mumbled, more to herself. She drew the toy close to her chest, hugging it,
"Billy "The Asshole" Hargreeves listened to Metalica?" Eddie muttered in disbelief; you shoved his shoulder slightly at the comment, "What!? Is it so hard to believe that waste of space gave them the time of day?" Eddie said with a frown,
"Eds, he was her brother," You hissed, glancing at Max, "Sorry h-"
"No, it's fine. Billy was... An asshole," She sighed, rubbing her clothed arms with a small frown, "The music just reminded me of him... And the way that things used to be when he was still around," She said softly. You remained silent, letting her talk. Somewhere deep down, you felt she needed this- to talk to someone, "They weren't great... I mean, he drove me to the arcade, but he never went inside like you did. Sometimes he got out of the car to talk to a girl. He never went inside to play games with me..." You heard a small sniffle, "He never won me prizes, or let me keep them... We were never close, but I still cared for him... And maybe that was my fault,"
"Your fault?" Eddie asked softly. She shook her head,
"That... We weren't close," She sighed. Did she want to say something else? "He was my step brother. He barely tolerated me in California. He hated that we were related. I thought if we moved to Hawkins things would be okay... But then they weren't," You frowned softly, brows drawing together, confused,
"H-" Eddie started, but you quickly tapped his chest with your free hand, drawing his attention,
"Shh," You hissed quietly. In the dim, moonlight, you might have seen the twinkle of fresh tears rolling down her cheeks, had she not moved her head to look downwards and pick at the fraying material of her shorts,
"Today was one of the best days I've had in a while," She admitted, and though you couldn't see her face, you could tell she had a slight smile on her lips from how her tone shifted, "And all you guys did was play games and ate food with me," She said quietly,
"Well, sometimes that's all you need," Eddie smiled, leaning forward to ruffle her hair, "Eat food and play games with your friends. You let us know anytime when you want to go back down there and kick ass at Dig Dug again. Or Pacman," He glanced over at you,
"Mhm," You confirmed, "We're always here for you, Max," You said, reaching a hand over to place it on her shoulder, "Us... 'Trailer Trash' gotta stick together, right?" You gave her a reassuring smile. She smiled back with a small nod, whipping her face again,
"Sure..." She stood slowly, looking at the plush in her hands, shaking slightly,
"You have a goodnight," Eddie wished,
"You guys too," She said, waving a hand. You watched as she walked the short distance to her own trailer, waving once again as she noticed you watching her, before unlocking the door and disappearing inside,
"I hope she's doing okay," You mumbled softly, letting out a sigh and rubbing a hand over your face,
"She's okay for now," Eddie murmured beside you. You felt a gentle kiss being pressed to the side of your head, "We did what we could... Come on- it's getting cold, even for me now," He said, moving his hand to rub your arm. With a grimace, you stood and grabbed the laundry basket, while he stubbed his cigarette out,
"I just wish we could do more for her... Do you think it's too much if I bring over lunch tomorrow? Or breakfast?" You frowned, glancing over as he stood up, throwing the butt of his stubbed cigarette into the darkness,
"How about you just invite her if you run into her?" He suggested. Glancing up at him, you saw him offering a hand out for you to take, "We let her know today she has us if she needs us. And she has her mom to take care of her," Gently sliding your soft hand into his rougher one, you let him pull you towards your front door got your keys out,
"Yeah, but if she's anything like mine was..." You trailed off with a long sigh, "But you're right. At least we made sure today was a good day for her," You smiled softly to yourself as you entered your home. A soft sigh left your lips at the coolness inside- you'd have to bake Wayne cookies or something as a thank you present, "We can go to the arcade some other time again," You said, "Since she said she liked it,"
"We'll go whenever you want, babe," he said from behind you, entering after you and locking the door behind him, "Where's that camera of yours?" He asked, walking around,
"It's up on that shelf-" You pointed it out for him, "I brought it all the way back down to Hawkins with me. It should still have some film. You want a beer?" You asked as you headed for the kitchen, sliding the jacket off of your shoulders and setting it on the back of one of the dining chairs,
"Nah- not really," He said, approaching you with the camera and turning on the kitchen light,
"Oh?" You murmured surprised, turning and leaning your arms back against the kitchen counter, watching him curiously,
"Not thirsty," He said with a wink. There it was again. You grinned, moving so you were standing next to him, illuminated by the overhead kitchen light. He held the camera up, snapping a picture of the two of you together, smiling into the lens. As it instantly printed, he grabbed it, shaking it and setting it off to the side to develop "Kiss me on the cheek?"
"Why?" You asked with a smile
"For the picture," He smiled holding the camera up again as you placed a hand on his shoulder to get closer,
"Is one for me and one for you?" You asked in an amused tone, standing on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek,
"Mhm," He hummed, snapping another picture and shaking that one out too, "We'll have these ready by tomorrow," He said, setting the camera down next to them and looking at you,
"That's good. I'll look at them before work," You smiled,
"Work," He sighed, moving closer to you and setting a hand behind you on the counter to prop himself up as he leaned down to kiss your cheek, "Do you have to go?" He asked with a small pout,
"Unfortunately," You smiled at him, "You can always come and visit me though- you're my most valued customer, Eds. Even though you never buy anything," You said playfully, setting a hand on his shoulder and gently squeezing it,
"Right," He said with a frown, hanging his head so his hair bounced. You reached a hand up to gently play with the ends of his loose curls, "God... I..." He groaned softly, moving and beginning to pace slowly across your kitchen,
"What's up, Eds?" You asked, folding your arms and shifting to lean back against the counter, watching him,
"I don't know," He said, his hands moving to rub over his face and eyes, "I guess just... I've been thinking about... Things a lot," He said with a frown, "Mostly you being so far away from me in Franklin... I mean... We're the same age and I'm still in... Fucking high school..." He muttered to himself angrily,
"Hey, Eddie," You said softly, gently putting a hand on his wrist, "You know that's not-"
"But that's the thing- it is my fault," He said quickly, exasperated, "I mean, I'd love to graduate and leave with you, but I just fucking can't get through this year," He huffed, "The first time I failed it... I never cared about... Education or whatever and then... It was all so serious in Senior year... With graduation and with college," He sighed,
"Yeah, that... Was stressful," You frowned softly, remembering back to two years ago. How stressed you had been the whole time about passing all your classes, actually getting into Franklin college, and applying for financial aid. Since he failed, you graciously delayed your plans of leaving for a year- not fully ready to accept being so far from Eddie for such a long time, and not trusting yourself to survive that long without him... But when he flunked the next year too, you knew you couldn't wait for him any longer... You had to live your life and... Do something. And although your separation was heartbreaking, you vowed to come back the following summer. And here you were, and here he was in your kitchen... "But we got through it right, Munson?" You tried assuring him, "Here, come on, it's been a long day we can talk about this tomorrow," You said softly, moving through the kitchen to walk to your bedroom,
"I didn't want to graduate that first year," He suddenly admitted. You froze, glancing at him,
"What?" You asked in surprise,
"The first time. I guess I failed on purpose- missed O'Donnell's final because I knew there was no way in hell I'd pass it so I just... Didn't show up," He sighed, shoulders sagging. He crossed your room, sitting heavily in your desk chair, "I never told you because of how embarrassing it was, and you were already mad at me-"
"No, I was never mad-"
"You were pissed off, babe," He said quickly, pointing at you, "I could see it... Sence it... You fucking... You could have left me that first year- You should have-"
"Wait, Eddie, hold on, cause yesterday you were pissed that I left without you," You frowned,
"Yeah, and at myself that I didn't just go with you," He sighed, "All because I was afraid about moving on with my life... Seeing Wayne so disappointed I failed wasn't the same as seeing you," He frowned, sitting heavily in your desk chair, "You were walking around so sad everywhere... Because of me," He said,
"No, Eds, it wasn't because of you," You said quickly,
"Don't bullshit me," He said in a sharper tone than intended, wincing himself, "Shit, sorry," He muttered. With a frown, you walked over to him, kneeling on the ground before him and reaching out a hand to place on top of his,
"Eddie," you said softly, "I know how hard school is for you. Even now. But I never looked down on you for failing. I never felt angry staying here. Annoyed maybe, but never angry at you," You said softly, squeezing his fingers and feeling the cool metal of his rings pressing against your skin, "I just... Wish you could leave with me already," You sighed, "See how much better the world is outside of Hawkins..."
"Yeah, and I'm trying," He said in an exasperated way, "You have to believe me I'm-"
"Good," You said quickly, cutting off anything else he might have wanted to say, "Because I miss you a lot," You moved his hand and pressed a kiss to the backs of his fingers gently, as he had done to your before, "And I can't wait to have you annoy me every day of my life again," You smiled softly, standing and moving to your nightstand so you could set your alarm clock to four am.
Eddie went quiet at your statement, seemingly moved by your tender gesture. He was leaned back in your swivelling chair, moving side to side slightly with his hands clasped together and a faraway look in his eyes. He was playing with his rings, having slid the metal pig's head a little further up his skin so it was loose, twisting it around his digit. His legs were spread apart widely; he had removed his shoes at your front door. There was a deep frown set on his face, corners of his plump lips downturned, and his brown eyes missing their usual Munson spark,
"Okay..." You sighed, sitting on your bed far enough so you could lean your head back against the wall and letting the heavy silence surround you momentarily. You glanced over at him, thinking for a moment, before smiling to yourself, "You... Remember when we were younger? And we'd make all these plans about our futures?"
"Yeah, but we... We were kids, man," He frowned, running a hand over his face, "Kids don't think about money and bills and... College and graduation," He rambled,
"Plans are plans, Eddie," You said softly, giving him a small smile, "Besides... It was always our future. Never my future, or your future. Ours. We always wanted to be together, no matter what came our way," You reminded him,
"And you still want that...?" He asked, the uncertainty clear in his voice. It always broke you how hard Eddie was on himself, how disbelieving he was that you wanted him to stick around. If only he knew just how much he meant to you,
"Are you kidding me?" You smiled at him, "Of course I do... Come here," You said, even moving a hand to pat your leg, the same as he had done to you earlier today. That made him smile, along with your reassurance. With a sigh, he stood up and walked over to you,
"You mean it?" He asked sheepishly, placing a knee on your bed before sitting down, half on, half off,
"Yes, Eddie," You said, reaching a hand out and grasping his tightly, "God, what I would give to just... Leave with you right now. Get you out of Hawkins for good," You smiled at him warmly, "Drive out somewhere, find a cute little place-"
"Why don't we?" He asked hopefully, "Like- like right now?" He offered, his smile returning to his lips as he looked at you eagerly. Truthfully, there was nothing you wanted to do more right now... Though realistically, it was near impossible,
"Well, I can't exactly have long-term guests staying in my dorm room..." You sighed,
"But you came back here to make money for next year, right?" He asked; you nodded your head, "So you can move out?" You nodded again,
"But the thing is with my rent here, I'll have t-"
"Move in here with me," He blurted out, and your hand relaxed in his, eyes blinking in disbelief,
"What...?" You whispered. It felt like every emotion flooded your brain and your veins at once, circling through your body and making your heart race and your stomach drop,
"Just- Wayne'll understand, he loves you!" He said excitedly, grabbing both of your hands in his, and shifting closer to you on the bed, "That way you won't be paying rent here; you'll be keeping all your money, staying with me, which is a great bonus, personally speaking," He rambled with a bright smile, making you let out a small, surprised laugh, "And you just gotta focus on work-"
"Eddie, you realise I would never-" He frowned at your words, "-stay free of charge right?" You finished quickly, his expression relaxing, "If your uncle even let me stay, I'd at least help him out with the rent and paying for utilities- I could also get a second job and-"
"But you're not... Saying no?" He asked, "If I talked to my uncle and he said yes, you'd move in with us?" He asked hopefully, eyes full of longing and hope. You smiled softly. His eagerness had caused him to shift closer so he was mere inches from your face,
"I'm not saying anything until you talk to your uncle about this," You said, a smile spreading across your lips, "I know how impulsive you can be, Eds. I don't want to finalise anything just yet," You stated, "But... I'm not going to decline or pass up on an offer like that," You barely even finished your sentence and he was already grinning wide and wrapping his arms around your middle. He laughed in delight, leaning on you so you were forced to lay back on your bed with him on top of you, nuzzling his face into your neck eagerly,
"You mean I'll get to wake up to you every morning for the rest of my life?" The proposition didn't sound too bad. You couldn't deny that the times Eddie had stayed overnight at your trailer had always left you feeling happier and significantly more well-rested. Though you were not a morning person, waking up to the sight of him in your kitchen, humming along to himself between drags of a cigarette in just his checkered pyjama pants while he made coffee was an image you had burned into your mind, and made you want to leave the warmth of your bed. The memories of waking up in the middle of the night, tangled in one another arms on the couch with the TV static glittering against your face, forcing you to press your face further into his neck and feeling his lips ghost over your forehead were your personal favourites. Going to sleepovers and leaving wearing his clothes because you purposefully forgot to bring something to sleep in, and were too drunk or stoned to walk across the park to your home, eventually forming a collection of black band shirts that you'd find yourself wearing when your heart ached for him in the middle of the night, crying against the cotton that so faintly clung to his smell... You wouldn't need them anymore... You'd wake up to him every day...
"Only if-" You started, though quickly stopped due to his groan of disagreement,
"Indulge me, babe," He muttered into your neck, lips ghosting over your skin causing you to shudder, sighing as his warm breath fanned against your flesh. Lifting a hand up to stroke through his hair, you smiled softly, shutting your eyes and letting your mind run, "What would our lives look like if we lived together?" He asked you,
"We'd wake up like this," You started, feeling his lips moving into a grin at your words, "You'd wake up first. You always do, Eds..." Your brow furrowed and you opened your eyes, "Wait... Does that mean every time I'd fall asleep on you-"
"I never wanted to wake you up," He mumbled. His voice was delightfully low next to your ear, "You always hated getting woken up by anyone... It's a good thing you're so cute. I'd be pissed off if anyone else used me as a personal pillow," You laughed softly at that,
"I... Wow..." You hummed. You couldn't even count the number of times you had unintentionally fallen asleep on him- on his couch, in the movie theatre, in the forest when you got too drunk or high... And he always...
"Mhm- it's wild how long it took you to realise I was in love with you," He sighed again, "Continue, please. I was enjoying myself," He said, "We wake up..." He started for you again,
"You worm your way out of my arms eventually," You smile softly, "You go to the kitchen to make us coffee. It takes me a while to realise you're not there... I get up-"
"Oh, be realistic, sweetheart," He chastises, causing you to laugh,
"I thought it was our fantasy?" You smiled,
"Yeah, but come on," He laughed, "Don't be unrealistic," He said playfully,
"Fine. I lay in bed until you bring me coffee... We get to drink it together... I'm probably wearing one of your shirts- the AC/DC one's my favourite-"
"Oh yeah, do you have it by the way?" He asked, "I've been looking for it everywhere,"
"Uh... Yeah," You admitted, embarrassed, "I took it with me... To remember you by," He smiled again, and he pressed another kiss to your skin,
"Damn, babe, am I really that forgettable?" He says playfully,
"Of course you're not, Eddie!" You say quickly, "I just... It gets lonely out there without you, you know?" You said with a small sigh,
"You can keep it," He grinned, "The shirt. It looks better on you anyway. Keep going," He murmured again,
"Right... So... We drink our coffee in bed... I'll probably tell you about some wild dream I had- or you will. And we'll laugh about that," You smiled, letting your eyes open slightly to watch your fingers as they gently separated the strands of messy curls, "And then... We'll smoke something?"
"It's your day off work?" He hums,
"Mhm. No work that day," You smile, "Maybe it's a weekend? We'll either go outside and enjoy how cold it still is, or just open the window and lay back in bed," You mutter as you watch your hands delicately working through his hair, avoiding pulling on the knots, "Maybe you have your guitar and you're playing something for me?" You smile, "I'm laying in bed... Or on your lap,"
"What song?" He whispers,
"I don't know," You match his quiet tone,
"Oh c'mon, babe," He says normally, kissing your neck again, "What song do you want me to play?"
"I can pick any song?" You smile,
"Anything in the entire world," He murmurs, "For you, I'd learn any song,"
"Romantic," You mumbled, humming, "Could you play me 'Rip Her to Shreds'?" You grinned,
"Blondie? Really?" He asked amused as he sat up to look at you, placing his chin on your chest,
"Hey! You said any song," You smirked, moving your hand to play with the hair framing his face, "Maybe you could throw in 'A Shark in Jets clothing'?" You asked,
"What is it with you and Debbie Harry?" He grinned,
"Have you seen- Have you heard Debbie Harry? She's amazing!" You grinned,
"Mhm," He hummed half-heartedly, before moving his head to the side so he could lay on your chest, "I'll play you the Shark one- I always liked that one better,"
"You listened to Blondie for me?" You smiled affectionately,
"You left the tape at mine," He said, "Though I can't say I'm tempted to steal your Debbie poster," He grinned, sitting up and looking across your room at it,
"I used to lay awake at night and just stare at her," You sighed playfully, eyes scanning over it, "She's just so beautiful," You breathed,
"I'm getting jealous over here, baby," He said playfully, causing you to laugh "Why didn't you take her to Franklin with you?" He asked curiously,
"I guess I just forgot..." You sighed, "And she looks better up here," You smiled to yourself,
"Or... You secretly came back for her, and not me," He said playfully,
"Bingo, Munson," You said playfully. You let your eyes fall shut tiredly as he moved off of you, laying next to you. His arms remained wrapped around you, but he pulled your body closer to his chest, "Today was a good day," You murmured,
"It was?" He asked,
"Mhm," You hummed, opening an eye to look at him, "Because of you," You gently touched the tip of your finger to his nose, grinning as he wrinkled his nose,
"Cause of me?" He asked softly,
"Mhm," He smiled at that, "You always make my days better, Eds..." You said softly, setting a hand on your cheek and leaning forward to gently kiss him, "I love that we can kiss now," You grinned, quickly kissing him again,
"Mhm," He hummed against your lips, "You have no clue how long I've wanted to do that," He sighed, leaning his head back on your pillows and shutting his eyes,
"How long, Eds?" You smiled,
"Mmmh," He hummed, opening his eyes and looking up, thinking, "So... You remember in junior year-"
"Here we go," You rolled your eyes,
"Let me speak, babe," He smiled,
"Oh, sorry, do go on," You smiled, reaching out and beginning to play with his hair again,
"Mh... In junior year, we skipped Phys Ed together to smoke behind the gym. It was your first time, and you started coughing like crazy," He smiled,
"Ugh- I still remember how bad it burned my throat," You commented,
"Uhuh- and look how far you've come," He grinned, "Anyways- we both went back inside to change. You got dressed first, as usual. Some Seniors had apparently seen me stealing their cigarettes and decided to beat the shit out of me for it," You winced softly at the memory. It was outside- he was already changed into his Hellfire shirt and ripped black jeans, but by the time you got there, the white fabric was speckled with his blood,
"Shit, I remember," You frowned, the images of him being punched, then thrown to the ground, body curled and arms raised to try and protect his face as he got kicked flashing through your head,
"Yeah..." He muttered, absentmindedly reaching a hand up to touch a small, faint white scar stretching from the bottom of his lip down to his chin, left as a reminder of the incident, "Thought they'd kill me until you came and saved me," He glanced over at you. He poked at your downturned lips with his finger gently, but you quickly grabbed his hand, interlocking your fingers,
"I don't like that memory," You frowned at him. His face bloomed into a soft smile, and he moved your hand to press a delicate kiss to your fingers,
"Well I do," He said softly, "Because when they saw you, they ran. And then... God, they probably kicked me in the head too hard because I thought you were my guardian angel," He closed his eyes, setting your joint hands on his chest, "You were so worried for me," He smiled, teasingly,
"Because I thought they were going to kill you," You said sternly, watching him unamused. He kissed your hand again, just to watch your expression soften slightly at the gesture,
"You picked me up off the floor and skipped sixth period just to take care of me," He said softly, glancing up again in remembrance, "You had this look on your face... Your eyes were shining so much, I thought you were going to cry for me. You babied me a lot- you said I could have a concussion and I should go to the nurse," He smiled,
"That's not a happy memory, Eddie," You said softly, moving your face closer to him,
"No... It's not," He agreed softly, "But do you know why I realised I was in love with you then?" He asked softly,
"...No," You admitted softly,
"Would you like to?" He asked with a smile, the curve of his lips widening as you nodded, "I realised that someone, someone in all of Hawkins, cared about me," He said with a gentle sigh,
"You have Wayne-" You tried to say quickly,
"I know," He said quickly, "But family caring about you is different to friends- or lovers," He spoke softly. He let go of your hand, and moved it to slide against your cheek, "See, you could have left me there. Pretended you never saw, pretended to be confused or worried about my black eye and split lip next period... But you went out of your way to make sure I was okay- I think I remember you mumbling something about covering my hospital bill if I actually had a concussion," He smirked as you looked away with a blush,
"Of course, I care about you, Eddie," You said softly, frowning,
"Yeah... I know now... And I realised then that you really did that day," He said softly, "And I also realised," He said softly, sliding his hand down to your chin and tilting your head with his fingers so your eyes locked, "That I was in love with you," He murmured before his lips touched yours, sealing his words.
The kiss was slow, and gentle, years of yearning and affection pouring into one another. It was beautiful, not sad or interrupted like the first one you shared yesterday, and you could feel warmth flowing from your chest across your whole body. It really felt like you would be floating away, if he wasn't holding you down, pressing you closer against him, one hand running up and down your arm whilst his other kept a gentle hold on your face. Your own hands roamed from his neck down to his chest, feeling his heart beating against your gentle fingertips. You smirked against his lips as you traced a heart with your fingers, sighing as you felt him pressing his tongue against your lips in a silent ask for permission.
Though you didn't go further tonight, you went to sleep knowing you were with someone you loved and trusted completely, and that he'd still be there by the time you regained consciousness made you feel safe, above all else. And knowing he wanted some sort of future where you were there for him, and he'd be there for you made you feel elated. You knew it was rare to find someone you could happily call your 'soulmate' in this world- but Eddie was your person. Your soulmate. Yours...
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Part 1
This is my first post ever and i don’t know how to use this site well so ill add the warnings here and since billy is in this story i am in no way shape or form romanticizing abuse, alcohol addiction, toxic families. This is a story I’ve been wanting to write and by all means give me advice! Thank you
“Shit shit shit shit!” were the first words out of your mouth trying to rush and slap on clothes. You weren’t late to school if anything you still had enough time to eat breakfast and take the bus but you of all people knew how impatient Billy can be. You took one last look at yourself in the mirror checking your outfit mom jeans, blue tank too over a white shirt and Billy’s jean jacket on top and if you were to sniff hard enough you can smell his cologne Davidoff Cool Water.
“Y/N!!” You rolled your eyes as you put on your butterfly necklace “WHAT?!” It was too early in the morning to deal with your mom especially when she’s sober. Your door slams open and your mom starts barging in with furious face
“Why did i get a call from officer Hopper telling me he picked you up drunk from a party?!” Snitch….he promised he wouldn’t tell her
“Mom your acting like something bad happened. Besides shouldn’t you be happy i made it in one piece?”. You sat on the edge of the bed to put on your white shoes she didn’t care you came home drunk last night she wouldn’t even care if you came home at all to be honest she is just upset that Hopper called. The more she talked the more she started fuming “You know that i don’t like cops involved with anything Y/N you know that!” You started looking around for your backpack
“And you think i don’t know that? I keep telling him to buzz off and to mind his own business but OBVIOUSLY-“ a honk interrupts you as you find your backpack and finally get to escape this conversation “I got to go bye!”. You rush out the room to not keep Billy waiting “Y/N may that be the last time i hear from him again! Do i-“ you slam the front door a smile spreads on your face as your eyes spot Billy white shirt button up half way with those blue denim jeans that make every girls head turn leaning on his blue chevrolet camaro. You run up and jump in his arms “Hey baby you that excited to see me?” He leans down to kiss you “Yes! Now come on lets go my mom is throwing a tantrum over last night.” He opened the passenger door for you as you buckled your seatbelt in he gets in and starts the car “Why does he even care if you were drinking? Damn perv must have a thing for you.” You pushed his arm while giggling “Ew no! Ever since he arrested my dad his been trying to look after me it’s annoying”. Last night Billy and a couple of friends from the basketball team went to a bar to see if we can get some drinks that won’t ID us and low and behold Billy got hammered and started to pick a fight with one of the bar patrons which got the cops involved. Hopper ended up being called and once he saw u were there he sent everyone home for the night and forced asked to give you a ride home seeing Billy intoxicated. “The whole car ride he was lecturing me until i had to throw up” you laughed at the memory “Yea about last night” you got nervous remembering the whole reason Billy got into a fight at the bar. “You know i was just trying to protect you and that fucking idiot had it coming right” he was throwing side glances at you while you looked down and nervously messing with his jean jacket buttons “Yea i know Billy” last night one of the bar patrons was just having a normal conversation with you but Billy didn’t like that he thought the guy was being to touchy feely so he hit him and a fight broke out. “Look at me” he grabbed your chin to meet his face “Good girl” he kissed your lips and lets you go “Come on move your ass before we’re fuckin late”
As you enter your first class you notice people stopped talking and started whispering as you walk over to your friend Valerie. Ah yes Valerie Cairns. If words can describe her ill say she is the personification of that small voice in your head that tells you to “don’t do it” when your doing something stupid or if “I told you so” was a person. She is always judging observing people picking them apart with her clear brown eyes and if that wasn’t enough miss princess comes from money so she is always prim and polished. She can’t leave her house without her hair done, black jean skirt must be knee length WITH leggings (her fathers rules), and today a pink and black stripped polo. Why she hangs out with someone like me? Who knows she won’t even tell me.
“What the fuck is that about?” You look over your shoulder putting your stuff down “You mean you haven’t heard?” Valerie looked shocked but you didn’t notice that trying to sit down “No I don’t keep up with ‘guess which cheerleader got knocked up’ series” huh good one y/n “You shouldn’t worry about it just some stupid rumor going around about someone getting caught smoking in the restroom” if you payed attention to Valerie you would have noticed she said that too quickly like she was covering up something, but you didn’t because all you could think of was about last night.
Before the bell can ring the loony toons Gossamer busts in with his hellfire club shirt, denim vest over his leather jacket, and a dark brown mane you secretly envied. You never really talked to ‘Super Super SUPER Senior’ Eddie Munson not because you cared for your reputation ,Being labeled as Billy Hargrove’s gf ruins that already, but rather you had nothing in common plus his stupid speeches during lunch are annoying. Mrs Williamson comes in when the bell rings taking attendance “Mr. Munson you finally decided to show up? I hope you know that if you skip 3 more times you will fail this class.” The whole class snickered “And good morning to you too Mrs. Williamson” his smile drops once she turns around “bitch” he said it below a whisper. You snorted but cover your face when Mrs. Williamson turns back around “Something funny Miss Y/l/n” someone is in irritable mood today, who pissed in her coffee this morning? “Nothing Mrs. Williamson i just sneezed” you throw in a innocent smile to make it believable. bitch. She has a stern face then looks at the rest of the class “Listen class today we will be working on a anecdote of famous leaders that i will assign you. This project will be for a major grade and you will be in a partners of 2 only do i make myself clear.” The whole class drags a yes. Just as you turn to Valerie to get started “No Y/n you will not be working with Miss.Cairns” you quickly looked at her confused “Why not?” Both you and Valerie say in the same time “So Cairns can do all the work meanwhile you talk her ear off? No i don’t think so” she gives you a smile and you don’t know if you should be heated or creeped out. “You will work with Munson so that way you two HAVE to actually do some work” you and Eddie make eye contact…..fuck im failing this project.
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hi sry if u have enough time i was wondering if u could pls do another poly billy/stu or sinclair boys fluff? just wondering have a nice day
My requests were closed and I was gonna turn you down but fuck it, after the events of today I think we all NEED some good polyam content! I thought some poly!Ghostface was especially appropriate all things considered! I hope you dig this! I am also dedicating this to one of my besties on here @polyghostfacehours, a totally amazing and wonderful person who deserves nothing but the best always! She has fantastic opinions, analysis and is a total joy to be around, she pushes me as a writer constantly too so let’s get into it!
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Rating. SFW. Length. 1.2K. Billy Loomis X Stu Macher X AFAB! GN! Reader. No Specified Pronouns. Poly!Ghostface. Warnings: Cuddling. Alcohol Mention. Sleepover. Sweetness. Mention Of Reader’s Tits. Nothing Else.
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Is It Late? Or Early?
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You had such a good night tonight.
Billy and Stu and you had one of those hang outs that just kept stretching on and on without ending. One of those days that you intend to just chill for a couple of hours, watch a movie maybe two but instead of it ending there you watch another, and then are all taking turns playing music and showing each other stupid videos.
Then it’s dinner time and you get two pizzas and breadsticks and fuck it, there’s beer in the fridge and you end up playing a few rounds of cards before you all want dessert and realize you need to do something about that. You all get into Billy’s car and go to the grocery store to get the ingredients to bake cookies and less than half an hour later Stu is “helping” you cream together butter and sugar and his version of helping is refusing to move his arms from around you as YOU work on the cookie dough as Billy watches on, very amused.
So then it’s past ten, you are all eating melty and messy chocolate chip cookies from a plate, almost shoulder to shoulder, in front of the tv watching your fourth? Fifth? Movie of the day. On and on it goes until it hits somewhere around three and instead of going home you are in some clothes Stu offered over and getting into bed with the two of them. The three of you were tired, having been hanging over over twelve hours straight but you were still clinging to wakefulness, talking as you settled into the plush sheets in the dark room.
“Does it matter?” Billy sighed and Stu scoffed, even in the dark you could tell he rolled his eyes, “Uh, yes! Obviously it does matter dude, otherwise we wouldn’t be talking about it!”
“You! Are talking about it, not us, you are talking about it, you started this-” Billy started and Stu cut him off, “Anyway! Let’s go over this again-”
Billy wrapped his arms around you, burying his face in your neck with a groan, “Must we?”
“C’mon, let’s hear him out.” You pressed a kiss to Billy’s forehead and he finally conceded, grumbling, “Okay, okay, fucking fine.” From the tone you could tell Stu was beaming as he said, “Thank you!”
He rolled onto his side, head resting on one of his hands as he started again, “So! We can all agree that it is officially like ‘late’ after midnight, right?”
You and Billy hummed in agreement which encouraged the excitable blonde to continue, “Okay! So when does it switch? Like midnight is late and like six am is early but when does it flip from being late to being early?”
A quiet fell over the three of you. A beat and then Billy breaks the silence, “Shit.”
“Right?!” Stu asked enthusiastically, clearly excited he had won you both over on this.
You piped up with, “I wanna say three am. That feels right to me.”
“Isn’t that the witching hour?” Stu asked and you replied, “I think so. It makes sense right? There is like a shift at that time, maybe that is the shift, from late to early.”
Billy snorted, his arms loosening as he attempted to look at you in the low light of the bedroom, “You think that is what makes the witching hour like that? The change from the time being considered late to early?”
“I mean why not! You got a better answer Loomis?” You taunted and Stu joined in, leaning over your shoulder, piling on as he asked, “Yeah, Billy you got a better one?”
He thought for a moment before saying, “When do they start making breakfast at McDonalds?”
You and Stu break down laughing, Stu flops onto his back, a hand over his eyes and you are leaning into him, trying to catch your breath. “Tha-that’s the reasoning? McDonald’s breakfast is how we make the call?!”
“I don’t think my choice is any funnier than yours.” Billy defended which prompted you to scoot closer, hands reaching out to him as you cooed, “Awe sorry, you are right, it’s a perfectly fine answer.”
He allowed you to touch him, feeling your hands slide against his bare sides, you indulged in touching him, pulling closer. You loved his constant refusal to wear a shirt to bed, so much skin on skin contact was a treat, not to mention how comforting it was when sleeping with him.
“Perfectly stupid.” Stu teased and you teased him in kind, firing back, “Awe, just like you.”
“Ouch.” Stu said in mock hurt, before moving in closer again, he kissed you on the cheek as his hands come to your hips, murmuring in your ear, “Mmm, lucky you are so fucking cute.”
“I am thankful everyday that my cuteness gets me out of trouble.” You admitted before placing one back on his cheek in return which had him making a sound of contentment.
“What about me?” Billy asked and you barely held back the sound you were about to make, “So sorry your highness.” You press your lips to his and he returns your affection for a moment before you pull away, “Better?”
“Much.”
You all keep on talking, more sleepy and dumb conversation stretching on for nearly an hour after getting into bed, it had actually fallen quiet finally, you think this might be it and you all can manage a few hours sleep.
“You ever just hold your tits sometimes?”
Stu broke that silence.
You lifted your head up slightly as you inquired, “What?”
“Like I hear sometimes of people just holding their tits for like comfort or something. Do you do that?” Stu asked and you were sure Billy’s expression was as confused as yours.
You had no idea what to say, you were half asleep and were not expecting this sudden line of questioning. Billy seemingly picked up on this when he said, “I got this.”
He propped up on one elbow, looking over your body to Stu as he asked, “Where the fuck did you hear that?”
“I have my sources.” Stu’s cryptic answer did not help the situation whatsoever.
“I think they are bad sources dude.” Billy deadpanned and Stu argued back, “I’m not fuckin’ asking you anyway, so what you think doesn’t matter. If I had tits I would do it. Just get a handful whenever, seems fucking awesome.”
“You don’t have to ask me, I’m still gonna tell you that it’s dumb, cuz it is-” That is when you spoke up, “Well…”
They both stopped. You were sure their eyes were on you. “No fucking way, really?”
“I mean sometimes I’m bored and alone and they are just there and yeah it can be kinda comforting, okay?!” Stu cackled way too loud at nearly four in the morning and it had Billy shushing him, “Fuck man, keep it down! It’s too late for your dumbass to be that loud.”
“Don’t you mean it’s too early?” You asked innocently and Billy broke then, laughing and you didn’t care you were probably not getting any sleep any time soon. Sleepovers with them, even when they weren’t planned, were your favourite thing.
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Bunny (Billy Loomis x Reader)
A/N: Long time, no see, y’all 😳 sorry for my disappearance, I’ve been going through quite a lot but I’m happy to be back! I apologize if this story isn’t the best, it’s been a long time since I’ve written something like this and I’m still trying to get back in my groove- but if this ends up being well-received I’d be happy to try writing a part 2! <3 hope u guys enjoy!!
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Your eyes scan over the backyard of the tan house sat in front of you once more, zoning in heavily on the blackened windows as your boots take hesitant steps forward towards the home of your fellow peer that you’ve been watching for weeks now. Shallow breaths escape you as your chest begins to pound, a flurry of both panicked and thrilled emotions swarming your stomach as your hand tightens on the butcher knife in your hold.
You were finally about to experience your first kill, after taking so many precautions and endless planning. You figured now would be the perfect time with the other murders that has had Woodsboro in chaos, the police department has already got themselves absorbed in solving the murders of Casey and Steve, if you manage to get through this unscathed you could easily let the other nutjob take the blame and get to work on your next plan.
But, that’s easier said than done.
You suck in a breath through your nostrils as you cautiously approach the cracked window ahead of you, the one you’ve witnessed be pushed open by the student’s mother each night before bed, just like clockwork. Though of course, you ensured that neither of her parents would be home that night, and you were glad they were dumb enough to trust their daughter enough to be able to defend herself with a psychopath on the loose.
Your teeth remain clenched as you slowly lift yourself up and climb through the window after pushing it open, being careful to not let your costume get caught and allowing your jaw to relax once you step from the marble of the countertops down to the wooden plank flooring below. Anxiousness to get upstairs and cut the girl’s head off stabs at you as your eyes find the stairs from your view out of the kitchen, though you force yourself to keep your pace as you take light steps on your path towards your goal, and feel relief at the fact none of the floorboards have creaked so far. Annoyance swiftly follows after as you notice the stairs aren’t carpeted, internally grumbling a couple curses while readying yourself to have to take your backup plan in case you accidentally make a noise and wake the girl up.
You make your way up slowly, begging in your mind for each step not to creak, and as you’ve made walked up all but 2 steps, you can’t help but feel a smug grin curl over your lips underneath your mask as you relish in the fact that everything’s gone so smoothly.
And immediately you regret that thought, once you and the short brunette standing in front of the bathroom door both freeze up in shock from the sight of the other.
“Shit, you’re not supposed to be awake!” You groan out, scowling at yourself once you process that you accidentally said that out loud.
Your body tenses as your words seem to have triggered the girl out of her state of shock, a blood-curling wail slipping from her lips at the sight of the knife in your hand before she runs to attempt scampering back into her bedroom to hide from you, sobs and screams pouring from her as you growl under your breath while bolting up the last couple steps and over the carpet towards her.
“Stop yelling!” You whine in panic from her loudness, before narrowing your eyes at your sudden idiocy with the situation. Why the fuck would she listen to you?!
A frustrated huff leaves you as she manages to slam the door on you, leaving you to violently push and slam on the now locked door while spilling out any indecent word your brain can think of in the moment. How could this have gone any worse? Your plan was all for nothing now!
Anxiety twirls in your gut as you look between the door and the stairs, having to make a quick decision as you’re sure the cops have been called by now and won’t take long to arrive. You exhale out, before making the final call to abandon the plan and speed back down the stairs, hopping over anything in your way as you head into the kitchen and back out the window.
Brief relief hits you as the soles of your shoes meet the grass again, taking a swift glance behind you while running for the patch of woods ahead of you. Your exhale out is interrupted as you suddenly collide into something, which you thought was a tree for a split second until the object ahead of you slips out a grunt once they stumble back slightly.
You look back forward in surprise, shock waving you as your vision is taken up by the same white and black mask morphed into a scream that you previously slipped on after making the discovery the other killer had worn it. A squeak leaves your lips as the man in front of you takes a rough grip on your upper arms, shifting around to face your towards the woods and push you forward as he gives a huff out.
“Go, I’m not gonna let you get us caught.” He hisses out, balling the back of your costume into his fist to ensure you keep moving as he leads you further way from the house while you struggle to wrap your head around what’s happening.
“H-How did you know I was-”
“We were in the area prepping, and we could hear that bitch’s scream from a mile away.” He huffs in response.
“Oh..” You mumble, embarrassment now filling your cheeks as he continues to guide you like you’re a disobedient child, wanting to pull from his grip but feeling unsure of how he might react. “...Did you say we?” You question suddenly as you shift your head to look back to him.
“Yes. No more questions, I think I have a right to be the one questioning you instead. Who the fuck are you?” He asks in a strict tone, and despite his mask covering his expression, you could somehow feel the rage radiating off of him at your presence.
You narrow your hidden eyes, “Why would I tell you that?? I don’t even know who you are!”
“I said no more questions.”
“I think it’s a pretty reasonable one if you’re gonna only ask questions I don’t wanna answer!”
“Fine, if that’s how you want to be then we can both remain anonymous. How about this, instead?” He hums, “Did you even kill her? I don’t see any blood on you.”
“..No.. She locked the door on me before I could grab her, I wanted to kill her in her sleep but she was awake once I got inside.” You admit in a sheepish mumble.
He scoffs, “A door stopped you?” You scowl as he chuckles in amusement at your actions. “I suppose that’s reasonable, you are pretty small. Wouldn’t expect you to be able to be able to break it down.” He teases, causing you to grumble out as you wiggle from his grip and turn to face him.
“Hey, it was my first time, and I was panicking! Take it easy on me.” You demand with a pout.
He crosses his arms as he looks down to you, “Tsk, you tried to do it all on your own? No wonder you failed.”
“I spent months planning it, I thought I would’ve done well..” Your voice cracks through your sentence, leaving you to attempt sighing away your urge to cry while you turn back to keep walking, your eyes sticking down to watch your steps while the man with you gives an exhale as he follows at your side.
“Alright, alright, I’ll quit being so harsh. But it takes someone naturally skilled to be able to do it on their own, you know? You think you have everything you need, but even the littlest thing that doesn’t go to plan can fuck it all up. Maybe for you, you just need a bit of teaching to make sure you’re ready for anything.” He shrugs.
“Are you.. offering to help me?” You question gently through the mix of shock and confusion in your chest as to why this stranger is willing to take you under his wing, tilting your head slightly up to him.
“Maybe. But you need to prove that you’re serious about this.”
You begin to question him on how you can prove it, before stopping at the beginning of your sentence once the two of you cross through the patch of woods and up to a parked car on the lone street in front of you. An unsure sensation fills your gut as he makes you stay back while he walks over to the driver’s side window, and you begin to question to yourself if this might really be a safe decision to go with the psychopaths that you were about to frame.. But at the same time, this might be your real chance to be able to finally learn the proper ways of murder.
Soon enough, he walks back over to you and gestures to your mask. “To go any further with this, I need to see your face if you’re going to see ours. It’s only fair.” He requests you in a calm tone, and you hesitate as you frown as you pick up sudden worried thoughts. What if he just wanted to be able to rat you out and let you take blame for everything?
“Hey, you know you haven’t really proved your loyalty to me, either.. What if-”
You freeze as his hand reaches up for his own mask, watching him pull it off to reveal his cold, yet neutral expression as the guy you recognize to be Billy Loomis from your school stands in front of you. Your face reddens at the sight, you know him enough about him to have a thorough crush on him, though you suppose you didn’t know him quite enough to have realized that part of the reason you had been so drawn to him was the fact you were more alike than you had known.
“I’m risking everything for this. Do you know how much this could fuck up everything with us letting you in?” He sighs, and you watch as his lips form in a displeased pout. “The last thing I want is you getting caught doing this dumb shit, and if you’re going to steal our costume you at least need to not act like a moron while you’re in it.” He huffs with narrowed eyes.
“God- fuck, whatever. If you guys end up killing me, I have nothing to lose.” You grumble as you pull off your mask, holding your own pout while he takes up a smirk while looking you over.
“Just as cute as I expected you to be, bunny.” He purrs out in a playful tone, which causes you to give him a questioning expression through your heated cheeks at the nickname.
“Bunny?”
“You’re small, cute and quick. Like a bunny.” He grins.
“I will actually deck you if you call me that again.” You hiss out while he starts to lead you towards the car.
“No, you won’t. I could tell you liked it.” He chimes in a proud tone, laughing out once you reach to smack his arm with your face on fire.
“Shut your mouth, Loomis! You’re so annoying!” You whine as your voice pitches up with your embarrassment.
“Get your ass in the car, Y/N.” He snorts out as he nudges you towards the backseat.
“..You know my name?”
“You’re in my Physics class. I recognize you.” He chuckles gently, flashing you a brief smile before slipping into the passenger’s seat.
“Oh.” You hum, feeling content as you feel joy at the fact that he recognizes you, holding your own smile as you get into the back of the car before pausing once Stu Macher shoots you a grin from the driver’s seat.
“Hey, Y/N! Billy says you wanna join us, that true?” He asks through his classic happy tone, starting up the car while you manage to get yourself to nod as you confirm to yourself that the man you had only ever expected to be the class clown to be Billy’s partner in crime, though you weren’t entirely sure why you were caught off guard with the insane amount of loyalty Stu’s always shown to Billy over the years you’ve watched them be friends.
“Yeah.. Uh, sorry, I wasn’t expecting to see you. Didn’t think you were this kinda guy.” You snicker.
He gives an unbothered shrug, “Well, people always have their secrets, don’t they?” He chuckles, causing you to quirk an eyebrow once he flashes a grin over to Billy and laughing out once he smacks his shoulder in a manner to tell him to shut up. Stu smiles back at you again through the rear-view mirror, “It’s nice to have ya join us, though. I’m sure it’ll be real fun for the three of us.” He purrs, and you can’t help but get an unsettling feeling from the tinge of malice in his smirk, which you couldn’t tell if it was meant to be towards you.
You could only hope not.
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I CANT FIND WHO REQUESTED THIS BUT PUBLIC WITH STUUUU thank u whoever u were u made me smile SO BIG
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“Okay, but we have to make it quick. My windows aren’t tinted and there’s no fucking way i’m wracking an indecent exposure charge.”
Billy wasn’t off class for another 15 minutes, and Stu said he was bored. You glance at him from the driver’s seat as he stares at you with these big puppy dog eyes and a pouty lip, hands coming up to clasp together against his chest.
“Baby, would you do me the honor and ride me while we wait for Billy to get outta class?” He grins as he says it, leaning forward to flutter his eyes as he puffs his lips out and makes kissing noises. You laugh and push at his shoulder with a shake of your head.
“No fucking way. There’s, like, a million people around. And we’re in a car, everyone can totally see in here. Not gonna happen.” You shake your head as you laugh back at him, but his face doesn’t drop.
“But, look, there’s two vans right there and the car could fit right in between. Nobody will see. I’ll be quick.” He points towards the side of the building you’re waiting near and you squint at him - Stu wasn’t going to back down.
“Okay, but we have to make it quick. My windows aren’t tinted and there’s no fucking way i’m wracking an indecent exposure charge.” You press the car into gear and move into the parking space, slightly more secure and snug. Still, your heart pounds as you climb over the center console and into Stu’s lap - he’s got the seat back as far as it goes and it’s nowhere near enough for his long legs, but you wiggle forward and sink down against him.
Stu’s quick - he’s got your shorts pushed up your thighs and to the side, a finger pressed against you. You lean into him as you kiss him and it’s not long before you’re panting against Stu’s mouth, wet in his lap with your clit throbbing between your legs. It’s awkward, with you having to stand on the arm rest to let Stu unbuckle his pants and fish his cock out.
He hard, leaking against his underwear and you reach under yourself for guidance, slamming your hips down to impale yourself harshly against him. Stu makes a noise and you lean back against the dash, using the leverage of your feet against the armrests to fuck yourself against him.
Stu is all grins, fingers at your hips as he helps, pressing up to fuck deep up into you and the angle is hell on your legs, but it’s hot and it’s enough that the feeling of the fabric on your shorts against your clit while you’re fucked is enough to make you pant. Stu’s right behind you and looks to be barely holding on himself - he grunts and pants and when you’re barely able to cry out that you’re close, you see him grit his teeth as he pushes himself harder, chasing his own orgasm without regard to you.
It works though, and you shake and cry out as your own orgasm hits, enough to stutter your movements but Stu doesn’t mind - he’s milked himself deep into your guts and you’re feeling it now. You wince as you climb off Stu and back into your own seat as you fix your clothes.
There’s a knock against Stu’s window and you jump - Billy is standing outside with a brow raised and a wide grin on his face and matches Stu’s. You duck your head and unlock the car, letting Billy into the warmth.
“Horny assholes couldn’t even wait for me.” His voice is low and sour, and your clit throbs at punishment he would have for you later on.
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Billy Hargrove A-Z Smut Game
Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Male Reader
Tags: @luns-world , hope you enjoy it. And thank you so much for requesting this!
Request: Hi I LOVED your billy a-z fluff if you are doing requests can you do another billy a-z but smut? Or headcanon
Reading Key:
L/L = Leg Length
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A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
Billy tends to put all of his force and energy into sex, which in turn leaves him breathless and tired. After making sure you are satisfied he’ll just roll over on the other side of the bed and lay on his back with one arm resting under his head as he allows you to rest on top of his sweaty body and cuddle into his heaving chest. He takes his free arm and wraps it around you as you both calm down from your high, enjoying each others presence. After a couple of minutes of catching his breath, Billy will then hop back up with a sly smirk and ask “Ready for another round hot stuff?”.
B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Billy without a doubt loves your (L/L) legs. He is completely in love with the way your legs wrap around his neck when he decides to give you a blowjob. He also likes it when you wrap your legs around his waist when he thrusts himself inside you, making him shove his dick deeper inside you causing you to desperately hold onto him as you moan in his ear while he whispers dirty things in your ear. “Fuck baby, you like when I dick you down like this, huh? Such a naughty boy, only I can see you like this, right my little slut?”
Your favorite body part of Billy’s are definitely his abs. Whenever you grind on him, his abs help add tension on your cock making you cling onto him tighter, needing to feel more pleasure as you grind faster. Billy will just sit back and watch as you become desperate, craving your sweet release. Not only are Billy’s abs great to grind on, but they look amazing when he plays basketball, or when he is on his job as a lifeguard. Watching as beads of sweat travel and roll down his body, making sure to gloss up his abs, catching the eye of every girl and married woman at the pool. Billy enjoys taking his shirt off every chance he gets, fully knowing that every women will watch him with lustful eyes. But honestly, he doesn’t intend to do it for anybody else, he only does it to tease you and make you flustered, which he successfully does without fail.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)
Billy enjoys blowjobs and lets you blow him anytime you want, because lets be honest, this man has a high sex drive and as long as he gets to have some kind of sex with you, he will be happy. Whenever you blow him, he always makes sure to blow his load all over your face. Believe it or not, he also loves when you snowball with him. SO basically, after Billy is finished destroying your throat from his harsh face fucking, he pulls his cock out of your mouth and spills his thick, hot, sticky load all in your mouth. After he drains his cock, you stand up off of your knees and gently grab his face as you bring your faces close together into a passionate kiss, fighting each other with your tongues and swapping his cum back and forth into each other’s mouths.
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Billy’s dirty secret is that he is a slight masochist for hair pulling. Whether its you grabbing fist-fulls of his curly blond hair, or biting and pulling at his pubic hair. If you are comfortable and are into playing with Billy’s armpits, then pulling on his armpit hair with your teeth is also something he loves too.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
Do we really have to get into this? Billy totally knows what he’s doing. He has plenty of experience on his hands, before getting with you he use to have sex with a lot of women almost every day because to him sex was just nothing but a fun activity to do when he was bored. Billy wanted to be loyal to you and only love you, so he stopped all of that when started dating you. He stopped having sex with people and only did it with you, and when he did, he always knew the right way to make you scream and moan in ecstasy.
F = Favorite Position (This goes without saying.)
Billy’s favorite position is the seashell. Not only does it give him better access to attack your prostate dead on, but it also allows him to be as close to you as possible. It gives Billy great satisfaction to see you wither below him from the pleasure he gives you.
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
Billy isn’t really the kind of person to make sex a laughing matter or something to joke about. Every now and then you do try to make Billy loosen up a little bit, and get him to laugh.
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
Billy likes to keep things on the wild side, so lets just say that it looks like a forest down there. He likes to keep himself pretty hairy because he enjoys making you inhale deep breaths of his musky smell, especially when he gets done working out and getting himself all sweaty.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
Billy tends to be kind of rough during sex. So you should expect to be begging him to slow his thrusts down and to be more gentle, but Billy’s sadistic ass will only laugh at how weak you’ve become under him. But if Billy is feeling generous or if he’s in a good enough mood, he will slow down for you until you are ready for him to pick up the pace.
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
Billy only jacks off when he wants to make you become even more needy during sex. You two will do a challenge where he jacks himself off in front of your face as you sit there without touching yourself until you are begging him to let you suck his cock, promising him that you will be a good boy and do any and everything he says.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Billy no doubt has a praise kink. It makes his ego high, and it builds up his confidence when you praise his body, and when you praise him for making you feel good and hitting the right spot. Billy is also a sucker for dirty talk, whether is him whispering it to you in your ear, or its coming form you. “Do you like when my cock is destroying your tight little asshole (y/n)?” or “Which hole should I destroy first (y/n), huh? Should I use your mouth as my cock sleeve, or should I just use your tight little asshole as a cum dump instead?”
L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)
It doesn’t really matter where you two have sex, as long as he can tap that sweet ass of yours he’ll be completely satisfied. Although, he does enjoy when you to are able to be in a comfortable place to have sex like the bedroom or the couch.
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
If you really wanna see Billy act up, then don’t be afraid to call him daddy. It always makes him feel dominate since he constantly gives off that alpha wolf type of aura.
N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)
Billy will never force you to have sex with him if your not in the mood. Even while you two are having sex and at any time you tell him to stop, Billy will quickly comply and stop everything he’s doing and comfort you if you need him. Growing up Billy always understood that no means no and will never under any circumstances make you feel guilty for it.
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
Billy doesn’t mind giving or receiving blowjobs. He understands that he can get a little carried away when he face fucks you. So as an apology, Billy will do the same for you and deep throat you, and he will allow you to go as hard or as soft as you want to. Hell, he’ll even allow you to face fuck him until he is gagging on your dick if you want to.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
Billy is naturally fast pace during sex, he loves trying to see how he can build up the intensity of pleasure, and how far he can get the both of you. He also likes it rough, so expect a lot of dirty talk, biting, and a very rough handsy Billy. Billy enjoys leaving behind bruises and bite marks so that way people will always remember who you belong to, and let’s just say that you always wear them with pride.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
Billy loves quick sex just as much as he loves slow sex. Whenever he is on a time crunch, quickies tend to come in handy. Weather it’s in his car before he has to pick up max, or before he has to go to work.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
Billy is a complete risk taker. Whenever he is at work and you two decide to have sex on his lunch break in the locker rooms, he will make sure to leave the door unlocked and he’ll make you face the door as he fucks you from behind. It gives both of you a thrill just thinking about someone walking in on you two banging away. Sometimes Billy will even tease you saying “Look at yourself baby boy, getting off at the though of someone walking in on me fucking your hot boy pussy like the little slut you are”
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
Billy can usually go about 3 rounds, after that he will need to take a couple of minutes to gain back some of his energy before going back at it again.
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
Billy use to use dildos and vibrator on you when you two first started dating, but he stopped using them on you because every time you would plead and beg for his cock. But don’t worry, he’ll get them out without hesitation when you feel like you want to do some foreplay “p...please, nothing will ever be as good as Daddy Billy’s cock”
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
If you didn’t get the hint from what I previously stated, Billy is extremely unfair. He loves seeing for far he can get before pushing you over the edge. Not only does he make you beg to be stuffed with his cock, but he also will make you beg him to allow you cum. If you just so happen to cum without his permission he will make sure to punish you by making you cum many times until you cant anymore.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
Billy let’s out loud beastly moans, so that way you can know how much pleasure you are giving him. As a result, hearing his moans will make you a complete mess under him.
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
One day you and Billy decided to go on a date to the movies and see A Nightmare on Elm Street. As the movie was playing, Billy would take quick glances over at you in the seat next to him, he watched intensely every time your tongue would slightly dart out of your mouth to catch the buttery popcorn in your hands as you watched the movie. He couldn’t help but imagine sinful thoughts of you using your tongue on his cock, attacking it with kitten licks as he cums all over your face. Billy cursed at himself as he can feel himself growing in his already tight blue jeans, making them even tighter. Giving into his urges, he looks around only to see that the very top row in the movies theatre you two were sitting in was completely empty along with the row in front of you two. Billy leans over to whisper to you, careful as to not let other people in the rows below you two hear him speak.
“Hey (y/n), what would happen if you just casually blew me...right here...right now?”
“Hmm...” you say with a sky smirk turning to him, you reach over to his seat and place a strong hold on the growing bulge in his jeans “How about we find out for ourselves daddy”
Lets just say that the employee who cleans up the movie theatre after every showing unfortunately had a very big and sticky mess to clean up off of the floor.
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
The first time you guys talked to each other, you turned to your friend as Billy was walking away and whispered to them and said “I know his dick is big, I know it, I know it’s big. I mean...oh god my heart hurts”. Which you were absolutely right, Billy is indeed long, thick, and with a nice red tip.
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
Once again like I said before, Billy has a pretty high sex drive, so you can always look forward to ending everyday by having sex before you two go to bed at night.
Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterward)
Billy will always be the first one to fall asleep, because after all he is a hard working man. Even though he falls asleep first. he will unconsciously cuddle close to you in his arms and spend the rest of the day enjoying each other as you both rest peacefully.
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Billy Hargrove NSFW Alphabet
Stranger Things Taglist: @tatesimper
Warnings: Mentions of Drugs (Cannabis), Mentions of Abuse from his father
A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
If you were another pointless one night stand then I think he wouldn’t really care for cuddling you, maybe offers your a cigarette afterwards. But if you were in a relationship then Billy would be more affectionate, stroking your back as you lay on his chest. Often asking if you’re okay and making sure he didn’t hurt you, no matter what he always smiles after sex. Always.
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Like a typical guy, his favourite part about himself is his dick. Or his arms/abs, he’s worked hard to get his body where it is so he liked to show it off at any chance he gets.
Billy’s favourite part of his partners is their ass, he’s such an ass man and he’s always squeezing and pinching it. Not even caring if the both of you are in public, it’s almost to show everyone else your taken.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)
As much as a fuck boy he is the boy is smart and never leaves anywhere without a condom. Billy always carries more than one in the pocket of his wallet, he rarely cums inside of anyone just incase or pregnancy (if you’re able to get pregnant) or STD’s. Billy wouldn’t mind coating his lover in his cum though, cumming all over their chest or breasts (if you have them). Also would adore to cum on your ass, he sees it as him marking his territory.
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He steals your underwear, keeps them in his pocket and laughs to himself when you go on about not being able to find them. Billy is secretly an underwear sniffer and you can’t tell me otherwise on the matter.
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
He’s very experienced in the bedroom department, he knows how to get you to your orgasm and won’t stop until you’ve came at least twice before he fucks you. Billy enjoys sex very much as it allows him to get his pent up anger out without doing any serious damage.
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying.)
On all fours because he likes to grip your ass while he fucks you, but Billy wouldn’t be opposed to you riding him. But just because you’re on top doesn’t mean that you’re in control.
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
He isn’t really goofy/humorous during sex, but if something happens like a funny noise/ugly orgasm face then you two would most likely giggle about that. But otherwise he’s rather serious as he wants to bring you the most pleasure he can, not make you laugh.
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
Have you seen this boys hair? He doesn’t manscape, maybe trims what he has below the belt to keep it under control, but he never goes bald. Billy wants to feel and look like a man so he never shaves everything off.
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
Like I said before it depends on if you’re a one night stand or if you two are in a relationship, he’s romantic for the right person, rarely shows his vulnerable side to just anyone.
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
Billy masturbates any chance he can get if he’s single or by himself, he often uses porn magazines or rents a porn VHS video to watch while he pleasures himself. If Billy is with someone, just picturing them or having a photo of his lover near us enough to help him jerk off.
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Goodness where do we start? He’s got a few kinks: Public Sex, Degradation, It’s not a kink but he likes when his hair is being pulled, a slight daddy kink but would rather his partner scream his name, Masturbating with his partner as they watch porn together.. the list goes on.
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)
The Pool, Showers, His Car, Your House, The Woods... although that last one is questionable to say the least.
Anywhere that isn’t at his own house so he doesn’t have to face his abusive father.
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
Boy doesn’t need much motivation, all his lover has to do is bend down and he’s ready to go anywhere anytime. But the one thing that does send blood rushing to his cock, is when he sees you sucking on a lolly. His mind goes straight to the gutter.
N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Anything with bodily fluids would be a big no for him (unless it was spit or cum), Billy also would like to slap you on the face. It didn’t matter if you were into that or you asked him too, Billy wouldn’t due to the abuse his father displayed towards him. He wouldn’t want to hurt you like that.
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
Billy loves blowjobs, he would often ask for head when he’s driving for the ‘thrill’. Gripping your hair and bobbing your head until he’s practically hitting the back off your throat, but he also loves giving him oral. He could spend hours between your legs just taking in how you taste, wanting more and more until your begging him to stop. He also likes it when you sit on his face, having you grind against his tongue.
P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
It depends on the type of sex and who he’s with, he’s sometimes slow and sensual but nine times out of ten you’re getting your ass spanked with him pounding his cock inside you.
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
He’s up for quickies if the two of you are between jobs, Billy fucking you in the changing rooms while he’s on a break. It he prefers proper sex where he can take his time with your body, taste and feel you completely.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
Billy loves public sex so risking getting caught by someone turns him on a lot, he loves making you moan loudly to see if anyone hears him fucking you. He’s willing to try some things once, if he doesn’t like it then you two don’t do it again but if he likes it.. boy you’re in for one hell of a night.
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
He can go around 2/3 rounds due to him working out a lot, his stamina is pretty good. Billy won’t cum unless you do (unless he’s punishing you then he cums and deprives you until you’re begging). Billy can hold back from cumming for a while, but the first time you two had sex he nearly came almost instantly which is something you won’t let go.
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
Billy isn’t one for toys as he enjoys to pleasure you with his tongue/fingers and cock. He wouldn’t say no to a vibrator or a cock ring if you really wanted to try but he draws the line at a dildo. The only cock he wants inside you is his own.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Teasing is his middle name. Billy adores having you right on the edge of an orgasm before pulling away completely, he likes to hear you whine and beg to cum. He doesn’t like to be teased but he loves teasing his lover, if you ever tried to tease him he’d have you pinned down almost instantly.
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
Billy can get pretty loud when he wants too but he mostly moans against your skin to muffle it (he’s somewhat embarrassed by the noises he makes). Sometimes he grunts but he’s mostly a growler and moans loudly when he cums.
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
High sex. There’s no way this boy doesn’t do weed, with the effect of the cannabis in both of your systems and the emotions of feeling horny would be the best sex you could ask for. Billy would most likely order pizza afterwards.
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
I’d say he’s a decent size, nothing too overwhelming where you’re scared it wouldn’t fit. 7.5 inches, but he has more of a girth than anything. Also not to go into too much detail but he also has big balls, they’re often slapping against you when he fucks you which only adds to the pleasure.
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
Through the fucking roof, very very high. There isn’t a day that goes by that the two of you haven’t had sex, and if there is for whatever reason, he’s the type of guy to complain about ‘blue balls.’
Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
After he’s had his cigarette after sex, Billy usually doesn’t fall asleep very quickly; it depends how rough/rampant the sex was. He usually showers first but if it was tiring then the boy would fall asleep after he’s smoked.
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