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luminnara · 2 years
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Could I request some downright NASTY smutty, NSFW headcannons for Eddie Munson and the Lost Boys?
Absolutely yes
When Eddie first starts hanging around with the gang, they can all immediately tell how into you he is. They can smell it, they can hear the way his heart speeds up, they can see it in his mind…it’s very obvious to the local vampires that Eddie Munson wants you bad
so naturally they all fuck you before he gets the chance and make sure that he catches them in the act
It’s both a dominance thing and also just a way to mess with him. Like, on the one hand, they know you’re into him too and they don’t SUPER care. They’re used to sharing you. But at the same time, Eddie is still kind of an outsider, and he’s the newest member of the group, so they’re gonna make sure he knows how things work around the cave
David is the most possessive and therefore the worst about it. He loves to call you over to him while everyone is just relaxing and hanging out, and tell you SO sweetly that he would just LOVE to feel your mouth right now, kitten…
And you’re used to having an audience because you’ve got four horny vampire boyfriends so you get down on your knees out of habit and undo his pants, pulling his half-hard cock out and practically worshipping it then and there, out in the open
The others are watching hungrily. They’re pretty used to this, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t jealous and already starting to fight over who goes next
But Eddie. Poor Eddie. He is fucking SUFFERING. He can’t take his eyes off you. He’s desperately trying to hide his hard on at first, adjusting himself, changing his position as he tries to smoke his joint and pretend he doesn’t even notice, but Jesus Christ the sounds your mouth makes as you deepthroat David are fucking incredible and he is SO desperate to feel you doing that to him
Dwayne isn’t quite as into putting on a show with you. He’d rather see how loud you can moan for him when he does that special thing with his fingers and what filthy new phrases you can manage to string together as he’s fucking you just out of sight
And Eddie is just trying to ignore them, putting pillows or whatever he can over his head as he’s trying to sleep, but he just CANT ignore how amazing you sound and he has no CHOICE but to fuck his fist until he hears you cum
Marko loves leaving hickeys and bruises on you for Eddie to notice. They’re obvious and dark, and if you walk around in shorts (or just no bottoms at all) then he’ll make sure to put some handprints on your ass
And again, Eddie is jealous. HE wants to be the one leaving marks on you. HE wants to know that everyone can see who you’re with. It’s not FAIR
and Paul is all about just. Fuckin. On the couch or just up against the wall or on the floor or in Eddie’s bed so he can walk in and see the two of you. Paul is wild and fun and Eddie wishes he could join but that’s weird, right?? He can’t just do that…can he?
And then one night he finally gets so frustrated and everybody can tell. They can smell the desperation on him. You’ve been playing along with them for a while but you feel bad for Eddie, who, after all, is such a cutie, and is so nice and sweet and polite. You’ve even teased him some yourself, moaning his name when you get off alone, making sure that he can just barely hear you…but you’re getting desperate, too
The boys finally take pity on him and David straight up tells him to fuck you already, because he’s sick and tired of the helpless puppy dog eyes Eddie is always giving you
(This is a lie. David loves Eddie’s big doe eyes just like he loves Marko’s)
But even now that you’ve finally got Eddie halfway undressed in front of you, you can’t help but tease him, because he’s just so goddamn cute when he’s leaking and begging for you to touch him
He’s a fucking mess, and he’s SO sensitive to your touch that he practically cums the moment you wrap your hand around him
You ride him and he loves every second of it, and it’s like he’s finally really part of the gang now and TA DA you’ve got 5 boyfriends now and they all smooch 😌
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misspygmypie · 2 years
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In DESPERATE NEED of a Vampire!Billy x reader because you can't tell me I'm the only one seeing notes of The Lost Boys in this sexy mf 😭😭😭
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edwardnortonwhore · 2 years
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Lost boys x stranger things x m!reader
A/n: I wrote this pretty late and I'm a bit ill so sorry about any errors
Pairings: David x reader, marko x reader, Paul x reader, dwayne x reader, Billy hargrove x reader
Warnings: swearing, alcohol, smoking, drug use, sexual themes
Summary: when billy Hargrove runs away, back to santa Carla, california, the Hawkins gang are tasked with following him, only to be shocked at what they find when they arrive.
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The night was warm and comfortable, the calming sound of the waves rolling into the beach and the distant sounds of fairground music and scream of rollercoaster riders settling over the town of santa Carla. The moon was full and shining, bouncing of the ocean like giant disco ball.
Billy hargrove was speeding down a coastal road, 70mph, music blasting at full volume with nith of the front windows open. The wind tangled into his luscious, sandy blonde hair as the car drove. His eyes were fixed on the sight infront of him.
Santa Carla.
His home town. The town he had been forced to leave 3 years ago and the town he would now stay in for the rest of his life. He had ran away from Hawkins 2 days ago. Away from Neil, the mind flayer, the Russians and overall Hawkins. He didn't have a plan at first but the last 48 hours were spent thinking up a solution of what he was going to do when he arrived.
He had decided on getting a motel room for the night, then, the next day, he would take a look around the boardwalk for the first time ein years, then head to see his old friends. The lost boys. He had lost contact when he left and was looking forward to seeing them again. He had been close with them since he was 15, he knew they were vampires, they only hadn't turned him because they didn't want him to be stuck as a teenager forever. That would suck.
His blue camaro pulled up into the parking lot and he shit the windows before getting out, locking the car and walking onto the crappy building. He walked up to a grumpy looking woman who was slumped in a chair watching TV.
"I'm looking for a room for a night?" He asked her, waiting patiently. She ignored him. He asked again. "Excuse me ma'am, I'm looking for a room."
She finally looked up at Jim and turned around to grab a key.
"Room 21. Up the stairs on your left." She them turned back to whatever she was watching, leaving billy to find his was to the room.
When he got there, he opened the door and threw his bag onto the bed, running to the bathroom and turning the shower on. He quickly striped himself of his clothes and enveloped himself in the warmish water. He ran a hand through his hair and felt his muscles untangle and for the first time in 3 months he felt okay. He felt safe. It's pretty ironic considering he was in the murder capital of the world and it was filled with all sorts of creatures of the night hut he didn't care. He was home at last.
After his shower, he dried himself with an old, motel towel and he was quick to jump into the bed. The mattress was stiff and stained but it was good enough for him. For now atleast. He turned to the side, pulling the string of the yellow lamp and plunging the room into pure darkness, only being escaped by the small dots of light coming from the fair on the pier. Billy pulled the covers over himself and let his mind drift away into a long, well deserved sleep.
The next day, as Billy went on with his own activities, so did y/n emerson. Y/n was one of the lost boys, he was a cool guy, laid back and pretty smart. But he could be scary too. And by scary I mean above David level terrifying. But normally he was pretty approachable.
He pottered around the emerson House. His cousins had come to live with them about 2 months ago and he was finding it pretty stressful. They were very inquisitive kids. Always asking where he had been all night and who the guys that had dropped his off or picked him up were. They liked to annoy him alot but Sam was okay. Michael had a mouth on him and had a very unneeded, offensive attitude toward his older cousin. No one quite knew why but it was always present.
Y/n tidied away the remnants of last night's takeaway dinner and walked into his garden to clear it all away. Yes, I know what you're thinking, vampires can't go out at day. And you'd be right, they can't, not without a ring. A special ring made with something I do not recall that stops them from busting into flames.
He emptied the trash into the bin and walked back inside. He then pulled a post-it-note from a drawer and scribbled on the words
Be gone for a day or two, staying at a friend's. From y/n/n.
He stuck it on the front of the fridge and walked out the front door, grabbing his motor bike from the garage and seating himself on it, riding of towards the home of the other lost boys. He spent majority of his time there, only coming back when his mom got too worried or needed to see him. He sped through the streets and down towards the entrance, dumping his bike and jumping down it. Marko was sat in a chair he had stolen from and alleyway last week, reading some weird magazine that he had probably shoplifted. Y/n walked over too him and kissed his cheek.
"Morning." He spoke softly.
"Morning." Marko replied with a smile, nuzzling his face into y/ns neck. He was always one for physical affection. He was a big softie at times too.
Suddenly, David appeared next to them, standing over y/n and leaning in to plant a soft kiss on his lips.
"Morning doll." He said, y/n smiled up at the taller man and sat down on the arm of the chair marko was is. "You wi never guess who's back in town." He added. The pair gave him a puzzled look and they were soon joined by dwayne and Paul who stood behind them.
"Billy fucking Hargrove. and I have a feeling he will be paying us a little visit later."
"No fucking way!"
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silverwashi · 2 years
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Anyways while I love Party members in Santa Carla why have we not considered the Lost Boys in Hawkins!!!! Think of all the potential omg I’m salivating at the thought.
Like max is dead, Star, Michael and Laddie think the boys are dead so they raid Maxs place and take all the money and resources they can. It’s a lot (max is old) and then they take their bikes and leave. They don’t have a destination in mind, they’re just driving. Every now and then they stop at one of Maxs safe houses but nothing really draws them in.
Not until the reach Hawkins city limits. The first thing they notice is the sign
Welcome to Hawkins HELL
It’s the first time they feel homesick. They’ve never really had a home but Santa Carla is good as and the sign reminds them so much of ‘murder capital of the world’ that they decide to take a break in driving and check out the town.
The house max has here is a huge proper house. A house big enough for their would have been family, with lots of land and big windows with shudders that close tight. The boys imagine this was the place max bought for after he turned Lucy and the boys. Discovering the towns problems with missing/dead people pretty much solidifies the fact.
After scoping out the place they head into town. And that’s when all the fun happens. I can imagine so many fun possibilities and gah 😩
Maybe they meet Billy there, sizing them and their bikes up. Or maybe they’re running low on weed and one of them searches out a dealer and finds Eddie. Maybe they see Will standing outside the arcade unmoving and use their mind powers to see what’s up and it’s just so interesting because this boy is seeing monsters but not monsters like them, the eldritch horrorkind. Imagine they go into a store to grab some shit and there Joyce Byers is, casually watching them and deciding these kids need love and deciding to adopt them. Or Eleven catching one look at them and just knowing immediately they’re not normal and so the party follow them around. They’re very obvious but the boys think it’s funny.
If you find a fic where the boys end up in Hawkins just know it was me because I need, need to write this.
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littleststarfighter · 7 months
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Blue masquerade, strangers look on
When will they learn this loneliness?
Temptation heat beats like a drum
Deep in your veins, I will not lie -Cry little Sister.
On insta I said I was going to do a special picture for Friday the 13th as it's also my birthday. And everyone seemed to agree it was to be Lost Boys or Steddie. So here's Lost Boys Steddie. Steve thinks it's just an innocent beach date and he’s embarrassed by his ketchup accident. And Eddie is trying so hard not to reveal his not so innocent vampire tendencies. Or you could say I just wanted to draw cute guys in leather 😁
prints + patreon
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the-faceless-bride · 2 years
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Yes, they many be doe-eyed trash boy goblins...
But they are MY doe-eyed trash boy goblins.
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verkomy · 2 years
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enemies to lovers with vampire eddie and vampire hunter steve
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fleeting-ghosts-art · 2 years
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🪱🥡🦇
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(I wasn't sure if I should post this, but I spent way too much time on it so here you go)
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chubbyreaderchan · 1 year
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So when I was a kid my parents would kiss each other good bye three times for luck and they told me it represented 'health, wealth, and happiness' and like... Just doing that with your fav.
That's all.
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stvolanis · 6 months
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idjitlili · 2 years
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Billy hargrove x female reader.
Bulltrue.
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Summary:  working at the video store along side Steve and Robin had its 'disadvantages'.
Word count: 3677
Warnings: Billy lives au and I cannot remember if the video store was next to the arcade, anyways. Language, undressing. Sex references.
A/n: Please, I am having intense feelings about Billy, and I have not wrote fanfiction in months, I apologise. I ended a bad relationship a couple of weeks ago, which distracted me from writing. ( Why ikr reading fanfiction is so much better.) BUT IM HERE and I love men with long hair. Pls michael and billy are the same.
NOT MY IMAGE
Deciding to work in the video store for the summer seemed like a good idea at the time, and maybe it was, except cleaning up the vomit and other human discharge.  Judging random peoples movie taste? Who wouldn't want to do that? 
You had moved to Hawkins that year from a long way away, you knew no one. Well, until you had met Robin and with meeting her you met Steve, then after meeting Steve the rest came along.  You had met Robin when your mum had sent you to mall to pick up some things with the promise that you could get food. And you had chosen to get Ice-cream,  and with that Robin had served you and questioned you as you did stick like a sore thumb.
Everyday you had to work, you'd walk, the same route, the same routine ( depending on your schedule but it was most the same).  Everyday you did the same loud blue camaro would drive past, each time almost making your ears explode. At first you did not trust the speed at which the driver was going at, but as time went on the car had slowed down. You never got a good look at the driver but he did get one each day he saw you.
Billy  would not admit to himself he had taken a liking to you ( even with never interacting with you), no, he was simply checking you out.  
"Hey, Y/n." Steve had greeted you with the most monotone voice, a gust of air reaching you from where he had walked past you as you restocked the horror section.  Putting down the VHs your legs had cracked from where you had been kneeling for so long.
"Oh, hi. You okay?"   His eyes turning back to you after he'd put his bag in the staffroom he had huffed resting his hands on his hips his eyebrows scrunched.
" Absolutely brilliant, sweets."
"Right, well, you've got bird poop in your hair." Eyes widening Steves hands immediately reached his hair with panic he had began to yell a large range of curses, until he  saw the smirk plastered upon your face.
" Wow, not funny."  With that he walked off still messing with his hair. Reaching ovver to pick up the last VHS,  Lost boys. The sound of a pair of feet had reaching your ears just as you saw the two legs behind you through legs.  Legs in tight blue jeans. You hadn't heard the bell ring.   Quickly standing to full height, spinning on the balls of feet to face the customer. 
Ghosting over your body with his bright eyes,long dark lashes, smirk building. He wanted you to see him checking you out.  His lips twisted, soft lips, like perfect lips, kissable like River phoenix's. Golden curls of hair sitting on his shoulders,  tank cling to him and jeans tighter than david bowies leggings.
" ooh,hi , s-sorry. Is there anything I can do for you?"   Cheeks hot, as you stubbled over your words, being jumped out of your skin by a random hot individual was understandble reason to get flustered. Especially when he had just laughed. Reaching up to hold your rname tag inching closer as he lent over to read it.
"Don't apologise...Y/n. Ah. Yes, actually you can." Losing eye contact his eyes scanned the room,like to see what actually this store was, to make up an excuse to talk longer. Though you didn't think that. His eye locking back onto you.
"I'd like to rent a movie, do you have any suggestions for me, Gorgeous." Cheeks heating up again at the strangers playful tone, you looked down at the video in your hands.
" Well, without knowing amything about you just going off your fashion sense, I feel like Lost boys would be a good choice for you." His lips dropping from his charming smile into a o shape, as he became flustered by your comment. No one, no one, speaks to Billy Hargrove like that. But Billy for once was not angered, instead he saw the smirk plastered on the face he had been thinking about for weeks and laughed.
" Oh, do tell me what's that's supposed to mean."  His rough hands brushed against yours as he took the video tape from your hands to inspect the video.
" I mean, firstly you have a mullet so, and UI was deciding is he going for Rob Lowe in st Elms fire or Michael Emerson from Lost boys. And from your charming behaviour yes you act more like Rob but Lost boys is Such a better movie. And I mean no offence both are very handsome."  He raised an eyebrow at you looking away from the video.
"Are you calling me handsome, Y/n?"  Billy wasn't the type to tease with no intention of getting laid, since the accident at starcourt, he has changed. Not that he would admit that either.  Almost dying changes your perspective on things,  how you feel about people, how you feel about yourself,  what you haven't achieved, and things you're not proud of. For Billy he wanted someone to love, yes he knows he cares for Max now but that isn't the same as romantic love. Since he saw you he wanted you, he didn't know why, so here he was.
"Uhhhh...yeah. You do look like you're dressed up as Michael."  
"Bullshit." 
"Bulltrue."
The teasing between the pair of you had caught the attention of your coworker, Steve had not heard you act this way with anyone previously and recognised the voice of the guy you were speaking to. He dreaded the outcome of his walk toward you.
"Y/n, there you are- oh." Steve had walked towards you, quite loudly, locking eyes with Billy . Taking in his posture, Billy's arm rested on the shelf next to you, the gap between you very small for strangers, the suggestive eyebrow raise from Billy angered Steve for your sake. He didn't want you to get used by some man whore.
"Harrington."
"Billy."
The tension in the air between the two, was obvious to you, and probably literally anyone, they were death staring each other. Sure Billy had changed, and Steve did know Billie saved Eleven but still he did not trust him. Plus, how many times has he been beaten up by him. Too many.  There wqs silence between the three of you for a good minute before Steve patted his hand on your shoulder. It was clear Steve would be talking to you after Billy had left. 
"So, it seems you and Steve have a great relationship... " Billy had chuckled lightly.
" You could say that."
" Well, Billy what do you think about renting Lost boys?"
"I'll rent it, just so I can come back and speak to you."  You simply smiled at Billy, knowing that he was the type of guy to flirt with anything or anyone. ( Poor coconut. Yes, that one story about guy fucking cocunut, Billy probably did something like that.)
Ringing him up at the counter, he sent you one last wink, before turning to slowly walk towards the door giving youa great view of his ass in his tight jeans.
" Bye, sweetheart,  see you soon. "  watching him as he eent through the glass doors turn his face to the right for a second , as to get another look at you. Smirking himself that you were still fixated on him.  Opening the drivers door of his camaro, he had sped off in seconds. Blue camaro, the car,  that you saw everyday. Deducing thst it was the same one as how many people drive a car like that in Hawkins? Not many.
Steve stood at the counter resting his back on it with his arms crossed, his lips turned downwards and slowly shaking his head.  Within the next hour ( broken up due to customers), he had explained everything there was to know about Billy Hargrove.
The things Stevehad told you about the 'Keg king' made you rethink your meeting of Billy. Had he just been sweet and flirty because you were 'fresh meat' another bitch to conquer. The way he apparently treated people like Steve presented insecurity in himself, like Billy was trying to tame a bull, the bull being the world. Maybe there was someone deeper going on in his head. Maybe, he had built this walls to protect himself from further hurt.
Though, what would you know you just convinced him to rent a movie.
The next time you had seen Billy was lesss than a week later, well,  one working day for you.  Didn't want to be charged a late fee, clearly. Steve was not working at that time, Robin was tasked with reshelving and you were stuck behind the counter. Which you didn't mind because you got to sit and read (or doodle)  other than the socal interaction you had to deal with it is great.
Placing your slushie back onto the counter , the water droplets falling to the surface, as you sneezed into your elbow for what felt like trillion sneezes. The patter of trainers walked towards you unknowingly, those feet which were normally booted. 
"Bless you."  With your eyes closed still you figured that was not Robins voice. Opening them you were faced with Billy leaning his forearm on counter , his lips twisted in a smile as he chewed quietly on the gum inbetween his lips. Sunglasses rested on the centre of his tank top, he was dressed in his lifeguard uniform, with his tight bright shorts highlighting his mighty sword.  Maybe, you should stop checking him out wuen he watching? Would that be impossible?
"Thank you." Sipping at your slushie again, the straw between your plump lips , Billy watching intently. 
" You're so welcome, babe." As you pulled away from the straw, Billy held his hand out for your drink. He looked like he needed it, his exposed body was glistening in the light that travelled through the windows, what moisturiser and oils did he use to look that good. Maybe, it was just sweat.   Before you could let go of the slushie his hand had latched onro the cup whilst you still held it and had taken a long sip from it.  Before slowly releasing his grip from you to fiddle with the Lost boys vhs tape on the counter.
Okay, admittedly you wouldn't allow some random person to drink your drink but his smile and his 'kurt cobain' ( great description you know) eyes with his long lashes fluttering at you made your heart beat unbearably fast.
"W-what did you think of the movie?"  Spluttering over you words to cover up your nerves due to the man in front of you piercing you with his eyes.
"Well, I can definitely understand how I look like Michael just ten times more attractive. Other than that, I loved it. You are very good at your job." He paused for a moment to caught his breathe before reaching up to push a strand of hair from your face.
" Though, Y/n, that does make me wonder about what else you can do." If your face was not on fire already it was now, the words dripped out of his soft lips like syrup.
"Uh.. , well, I can consume the rest of this slushie."   And before you could grab the slushie , Billy had it holding it away from you, urging you to reach and grab it.
" Can you?"  Huffing you sunk back into your chair , Billy just smirked from above you.
" I'm only teasing." Handing you back the slushie , and pushing the Vhs towards you.
"I need you to recommend me another movie, if you would."
You didn't see the Billy that Steve had described, other than the flirting but that was just in Billy's nature. He seemed sweet, and he seemed to take a liking to you. Sometimes multiple times a week Billy would come in ask yoj to recommend him a movie qnd then talk to you qbout it when he returned. Never, did he speak to any of your coworkers only to asl for you. 
Robin and Steve and sometimes the little ones would discuss Billy and you. Sometimes being everytime they saw you two interact. For four weeks , four weeks Billy had to entered the video store with the sole purpose of talking to you with the cover of renting of videos.
On one particular day you had been walking home with rain chucking down, hail stones , lightning, the works. Your clothing stuck to your body like sap, hair stuck to your face , not one inch of you was dry.  You wished you had left your walkman at home, no doubt it was ruined.
Normally you loved the rain, the smell, the droplets hitting your face , but today hadn't been the best day.  Both of your coworkers that were meant to work that evening after your shift had called in sick and no one could cover, so, you were stuck alone for over three hours.  Not exactly great since it is a lot to run a wh9le store by yourself. Especially when a lot of weirdos love to come in before closing.  You hoped Billy may of came in today, but he didn't oddly.
It had started to rain just as you got there for your shift and hadn't stopped, and even better no one could pick you up.  To say the least you figured 'oh today the day either I get hit by lightning or get murdered' .
Walking along the path holding up your hood speed walking as quick as you possibly could. The thunder so loud you didn't hear the purr of the camaro that pulled up beside you.  Rolling down his window, slowly following you as you walked away from the car Billy called for you.
"Y/n/n, Y/n. Y/n! " He had to shout loud,  very loud like his father, loud like when he would threaten others, he hated that he to shout like that especially at you. You thought you had been imagining hearing your name, but when you did look around you saw Billy in his car smiling at you sympathetically.  Turning on your feet you had walked over to his door , your hands leaning on thedoor as you bent down to talk to him. Already dripping into his car.
"Hey, Bil-"
"Get in the car."  Interrupting you , Billy gestured for you to get in, his tone warm not like he some maniac telling to get the fuck in the car or he'd skin your toes for hotdogs. You didn't argue even though you didn't want to get his car to get soaked. Sitting on the leather shutting the door of the car , pealing of your hoodie from your skin whilst Billy watched you do so.
" You shouldn't be walking in this weather."  That is all he said before he began to drive.
" I didn't have any other  choice, Billy."  Staring at the windscreen, the window wipers clearing it for barely a microsecond, barely could you see the road a head , it was almost dark. Turning to look at you briefly, Billy tclenched his hand on the steering wheel slightly, he felt bad, it was dark and he knew you hve walked back in conditions like this previously. He wanted to offer to drive you home but he felt like that was coming on too strong and kind of creepy.
"I can't see shit, is it alright if I pull over and see if this dies down a bit?" 
Thus, leaving you trapped in a car with Billy Hargroves his camaro, the car you had heard so much about. In the dark in the rain, with his cassette playing lightly in the background of the rain smacking against the car. Drenched and freezing, even with the heat on. Billy had turned to his body to face you, eyeing over your trembling body. 
"We've got to warm you up." Eyes widening snapping your face to look up to Billy, you realised this was a bad idea.
"Sorry, I meant I've got a blanket and dry clothes. I'm not trying to make a move."   Guessing he didn't want to get his hair wet he climbing over the console and sat in the back of the car.
"Thank you." Ushering you to come sit in the back, he held out his hand to help you across. Not before you took your shoes off to not get dirt all over his car. Smiling at you gently as you gripped his hand. Though he raised an eyebrow about your prvious actions. You managed to carefully get over the console into the seat next to Billy.
Pulling the duffle bag from the floor,Billy pulled out a shirt and a clean pair of socks before grabbing the plaid blanket which wad thrown over the back of the seat.  Passing you the clean clothes, he turned away from you.
" I'll leave more spare clothes in here for next time." Next time. Next time. What did that mean. He's just being nice surely. Pulling off your trousers and socks,  replacing them with the tube socks the material trapoing the little warmth in.
" Really, Billy, thank you. You didn't have to offer me a ride home or do any of this. I really appreciate it, thank you."  Billy watched the droplets of rain travel down the steamed up window, smiling to himself, not just because he has time alone with you. 
"Sweetheart,  there's no need to thank me, just didn't want some other guy picking up my girl." Pealing off your shirt about to put Billy's shirt on.
"My girl? Wow, where is she?" You should've put the shirt on before talking, especially teasing because clearly he thought you was dressed and turned to look at you only to see you shirtless. Eyes widening,  his face flushed pink, Billy had turned away ( not quickly, he got a good look).
"Hm, in my trunk."   Snorting at his comment you pulled the shirt over your head and wrapped the blanket around you shuffling over closer to Billy. Your thigh pressed against his, side by side , his warmth radiating from his body. Your hair dripping still, onto the blanket and Billys shirt. Legs bare riddled with goosebumps.
The rain still hitting the car with no sign of stopping. The windows all fully steamed up with the rainning hutting , nothing could be seen.  For a few minutes silence remained between the two of you.
Fiddling with the hem of Billy's old PE shirt, your mind drifted to how you were half dressed in the back seat of a car with Billy Hargrove. If Steve could see you now, can't say youd think he'd be impressed. Compared to what Steve had suggested Billy had not been anything like what you would've thought if you just went on with Steves opinion.  Maybe it was a red flag if a lot of people thought that way.  He was sweet to you, stopped in the rain with you, gave you clothes, came to see you at work just to talk to you ( with the excuse that he was just renting movies) and well stole your slushie.  You had grown fond of Billy, you hadn't realised until today when you didn't see him.
The presence of a rough hand being placed gently on your bare cold thigh had caused you to look up from the shirt to the hand on your thigh up to the blue eyes looking at you. Both of you knew that you would no doubt be suck here for a while.
"You know, this isn't a ploy to get in you pants. I know you've no doubt heard a lot about me."   Shuffling closer to Billy you waited watching him bite his lip slightly contemplating whether to say more.
"What I'm getting at is we don't know much about each other but I'd like to get know you."  Removing his hand from your thigh, gently brushed  your hair out of your face Billys arm wrapped around your shoulder.
"I'd like that too."    Sitting in the company of Billy Hargrove until the rain settled, just talking about nothing and everything. Time passing quickly , four hours had past before Billy had been able to drive you home.
  Sitting in front of your house still in Billys clothes shoes back on, your wet clothes sat on your lap.  Tying your hoodie around your waist as to cover yourself for when you'd have to walk to your house.
The thunder and lightning had stopped but the rain was still pouring. The street lights projecting orange light into the pathment , the droplets of rain illuminated by the light. Tapping his fingers against the steering wheel briefly in thought, Billy turned to looked at you once with a small smile before jumping out the car , rushing to the passenger door. Pulling his leather jacket from his shoulders , his curls begining to be weighed by the rain,  opening the car door for you. Leaning over placing a foot on the drenched road before getting out of the car, closing the door behind you.
Billy held his jackekt over your head, both of you rushing to get to your house, pulling your keys out of your bag at the same time. Pushing  the door open, pulling Billy into your house by  his waist.
"So, want to stay over? I have Lost boys on tape."
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So uhh I know they are in different worlds bit like....
Marko x Reader x Eddie...
They are my doe-eyed idiots and I love them more than life
Thoughts?
*clears throat*
This is the good shit
Maybe Eddie finds his way to Santa Carla alone and meets you there. He loves the seaside town because it’s full of drifters and weirdos, and he can get anything he wants, whenever he wants it. It’s easy to make some cash selling drugs or picking up odd jobs, and there’s always live music down on the beach at night.
One evening, he catches wind of a metal show at the bandstand, and of course he has to go check it out. So he weaves through the crowd and that’s when he sees you there, looking so hot and just his type, and you’re all alone because your boyfriend is off grabbing himself a snack. But Eddie doesn’t know you’ve even got a boyfriend, of course, and he just can’t keep his eyes off of you…and when you notice, because you can feel his stare burning into the back of your head, you finally turn and see this adorable metal head who looks a little bit like he might fit in with the gang.
You hang out, and he’s so sweet and so fun, bursting with energy and constantly cracking jokes. He tells you about his hometown and you tell him about yours, and by the time things are starting to quiet down around the boardwalk, you realize you might have a little crush on him. He’s got a massive crush on you, of course, but when he offers to walk you back to the boys, he’s suddenly faced with your boyfriend.
Marko is a goofy dude. Not as goofy as Paul, maybe, but when he’s not shredding his prey, he’s just as funny as the others…so when he sees you walking up holding the hand of a guy who looks like he can’t go ten minutes without listening to Iron Maiden, he’s more curious and less pissed. He can tell you’re happy. Hell, he’d left you alone all night because he knew that you were safe on their boardwalk, and he would have felt it if you were in danger.
So even as he’s wrapping his arms around you and pressing a kiss against your temple, he’s checking Eddie out. He’s examining him, admiring the shape of his face and the rings on his fingers. He can see the confusion and then disappointment in his eyes and it makes Marko chuckle, because he knows that this guy from out of town must be thinking that he struck out and you were off limits now.
Except that’s not how things work in Santa Carla, especially not for the vampires who run things, and Marko invites him back to the cave to hang out for the rest of the night. Eddie agrees, of course, looking towards you hopefully, and then when David just shrugs because he really doesn’t give a shit what the two of you do in your free time, you all set off, racing down the beach towards the bluff.
And Eddie loves the cave. There’s so much to look at, layers and layers of decades worth of graffiti on the walls, piles of Knick knacks and things that the boys have gotten interested in and then grown bored of. It’s a treasure trove and a time capsule, a museum of all the coolest shit that’s existed in California for the past 80 years, and Eddie could sort through it for hours if he had the attention span.
And, most importantly, there’s plenty of weed.
The three of you smoke, getting nice and high, and by the wee hours of the morning, you’re a tangle of limbs that Marko is having to crawl out of in order to head to his roost and stay safe from the morning sun. When you wake up the next evening, Eddie is confused but happy, Marko is already teasing him nonstop, and you’ve got two boyfriends you get to watch kiss 😎
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Lost in the Shadows - A Lost Boys Steddie AU
Happy Halloween all!
The first time Claudia Henderson saw the Harrington's raise a hand to their 9 year old boy she didn't think, just waited until they walked away leaving little Steven there crying and scooped him up. She took him home with her, packed up her and Dustin's belongings and after picking her youngest up from school they left Hawkins, Indiana behind.
Claudia took her sons to Los Angeles, California and they lived there until Steve Harrington, now Henderson, was almost 20. Now Claudia's father was getting up in years and needed some assistance with getting his affairs in order, he offered to let them move in until he passed and then he'd leave the house to them. Steve had been looking at colleges up that way anyway and Claudia knew Dustin would love the nearby pier, so they moved to Santa Carla.
After getting all the boxes set inside the little family decides to go check out the boardwalk. Claudia heads to the shops to inquire about work, see if there's a need for a nurse somewhere, while Steve and Dustin go tearing off towards the rides.
There's a concert going on and Dustin tells Steve to go have fun after he spots a comic book shop and some kids his age. Steve makes his way into the crowd of dancing and thrashing partiers, swaying to the music when he spots a flicker of something out of the corner of his eyes. Deep brown eyes lock onto his for just a moment and Steve rakes his eyes over the most gorgeous man he's ever seen. Thick brown curls, a white low cut shirt with studded military jacket over it decked out in patches and chains. He's got a red headed girl who looks to be about Dustin's age with him and he's trying to get to dance.
When the mystery man turns back Steve is still looking at him, he smiles shyly and tugs a lock of hair over his mouth before letting himself get distracted by the music. 
Meanwhile Dustin is becoming friends with and also kinda getting harassed by Mike and Lucas who are obsessed with vampires after their friend Will was supposedly kidnapped by one before being found by the police. They show him all sorts of comics about it and the group becomes close as they all toss questions and theories back and forth, getting the first smile out of Will in weeks.
When the concert wraps up Steve goes looking for the mysterious dark haired beauty and learns his name is Eddie. He offers to escort Eddie home and sees if the other man might be willing to show him around sometime. Eddie looks torn between saying yes and looking very freaked out. His interest wins out though and with a shy nod he allows Steve to lead him to a motorcycle he spent the last summer repairing at his job.
Right as they get on though the pair are surrounded, a blonde with bright blue eyes speaks to Eddie, making snide comments until Steve tells him to shut up. Billy goads Steve into a race and Steve reluctantly agrees so the gang heads to the bluffs, Eddie giving Steve directions on the way. Steve pulls out just in time to avoid going off the cliff and attacks Billy for trying to kill him. The two of them get into it with Billy easily beating the shit out of Steve until he's unconscious. 
Steve wakes up to bitter wine being poured in his mouth and Eddie sniffling.
"I didn't know what else to do, I didn't know how to save you."
Steve tries to ask Eddie what's happening but the older man shuts down and just tells him to leave. Steve gets his bike and goes home falling face first into his bed. The next morning Dustin and Steve are unpacking, Steve with his sunglasses on because he feels exhausted and hung over, and Dustin making fun of him the entire time.
The brothers have plans to get groceries that afternoon so Steve shoos Dustin upstairs to go wash up and make himself all pretty while he writes up the list. While in the kitchen Steve is working on the list when the hunger cravings hit and he finds himself almost attacking Dustin until his dog Dart lunges at him and bites him, breaking the thirst's hold over him. Dustin figures out what's happening to Steve and is determined to bring his new friends over to help despite Steve's protests about them ending up in trouble.
Mike immediately tries to stake Steve who grabs the sharpened branch and easily shatters it, surprising all of them. Everyone begins loudly debating on how to 'deal' with Steve and the other vampires but no one has any idea how to besides destroy the head vampire, who none of them know the identity of. Steve says he knows how to get answers and takes off on his bike as Claudia brings home her new boss, Victor Creel. Creel is the head surgeon at the hospital Claudia now works at and she offered him a home cooked meal after he lost a young patient on his table. 
Will immediately recognizes him and drags the others off to tell them he knows who the head vampire is, because it's the same guy who kidnapped him. The kids all proceed to torment Creel to get him to leave but Creel sees Will and promises to be back for him.
Steve goes back to the cliffs looking for the vamps hideout, Eddie had gotten the blood to turn him from somewhere so they have to be close. Using his advanced senses he finds the sunken hotel and inside is Eddie. Steve demands answers and Eddie breaks down, telling him how scared he is. He distracts Steve by kissing and sleeping with him instead.
Billy catches them together after and is pissed that Eddie has again failed to kill Steve to complete his own transition and snatches Steve. He drags Steve to a beach side bonfire and forces him to watch as Billy and the others massacre the innocent party goers. He tells Steve that this is what will happen to Eddie and Dustin and all the other kids if he doesn't hand over Will and lets him go.
Steve tells the kids what happened and Billy's demand for Will Byers. No one is going to allow that to happen and plan on destroying Billy and other vamps to weaken Creel before trying to stake him next since Steve will still be a half vampire. Steve has two conditions to the plan, Eddie and Max (who he learned was Billy's half sister) since they are both only half vampires as well. The group agrees to scope out the nest and rescue the two that morning before gathering supplies to kill the vampires.
Steve, Dustin, Lucas and Mike go to the hideout and the kids start running around investigating while Steve carries Max and Eddie out to their grandfather's car he and Dustin borrowed. But the sun weakens him too and he ends up asleep in the driver's seat with Eddie and Max piled in the back. Back inside Lucas has climbed up a tangle of vines and managed to stake Jason Carver, one of Billy's cohorts, killing him. The kids end up sprayed with blood and viscera but all escape safely back to the car, they did unfortunately wake Billy though so they've lost the element of surprise.
Dustin is able to wake Steve who manages to stay conscious long enough to get them home and transfer Eddie and Max to his room before succumbing to the day sleep as well.
Realizing that the adults are useless until sunset Dustin and the kids set out to prepare for Billy's gang. They load up on holy water, garlic, and every silver object they can find. They manage to boobytrap the entire apartment just in time, but they forgot about Dart. Steve runs outside and manages to get the dog to safety as they are besieged. 
The kids escape upstairs and manage to take out Angela, but their spilled blood during the fight causes Max to franzy and try to attack Lucas. Eddie stops her and together the group manages to kill Tommy Hagan, Eddie’s hands getting burned from the holy water in the bathtub as he holds Tommy’s head under.
Downstairs Steve goes for round two with Billy, the two swinging at each other with wild abandon until Steve manages to launch Billy into part of the broken staircase, impaling him through and getting rid of the bastard once and for all. Eddie manages to join Steve downstairs, taking his hand and squeezing. Then the screaming starts again.
Creel has one hand wrapped around Will’s neck and is facing down the other kids.
“Take another step closer and I’ll force both of you to tear the children apart.” Creel hisses. Steve shoves the other children behind him, clocking Lucas and Max holding hands as he does. Before he can find a weapon or think of some kind of clever plan Eddie rushes at Creel and tackles him out the window. Eddie shields Will with his body as they fall and both of them land on top of the other vampire.
Quickly pushing Will aside Eddie grabs part of the window pane and stabs it through Creel’s chest. Right as Creel shatters Eddie’s collarbone. Creel dies and Eddie just about keels over himself as his newly human again body chooses right now to start feeling pain again.
Steve rushes out to Eddie’s side, Max sobbing in Lucas’ arms as well, and helps him sit up right as a new voice speaks up.
“Eddie?”
“Wayne!” Eddie reaches out with the arm not cradled to his side as his uncle falls to his knees beside him and hugs him tightly.
“I’ve been worried sick boy, where have you been?” He pets Eddie’s hair and his nephew winces in pain but refuses to let go.
“It’s a long story. What are you doing here? How did you find me?” Wayne pulls back enough to let both Steve and Eddie see Claudia, dressed up for a date, standing a few feet away and looking very pale.
“Is it a long story for you too Stevie?” She eventually pulls herself together enough to ask. Steve nods and throws himself into her arms, letting a few relieved tears of his own escape as he squeezes her tight. “Well, let's get inside then. We can put up a few tarps and you boys can tell us everything.”
They get back inside and Claudia patches everyone up as they all put together their bits of the story. They’re able to reach out to Max’s mom and let her know that they found her daughter. Claudia will be "keeping her overnight for observation,” She tells Ms. Mayfield with a wink to Max, “But Max should be able to head home as soon as she’s cleared.”
Eddie is twenty types of delighted that his Uncle seems to be interested in a lady even though it raises twenty more types of questions about Steve’s hand still being in his. But that’s a problem for tomorrow, they’ve earned a chance to finally rest tonight.
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fanficimagery · 2 years
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You’re Still You (1/4)
You wake up in the Upside Down and you're not exactly human anymore.
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Words: 3.3K Author’s Note: Stranger Things AU where Eddie lives!
Eyes snapping open, you gasp for breath and scramble into a sitting position as you wildly glance all around you.
It's dark, some sort of particles drift all around you, and the sky lights up with flashes of red lightning.
You're in the Upside Down.
It takes a moment for your brain to reboot so you remember exactly why you're in this nightmarish place and then you remember the plan to sneak up on Vecna. You'd been part of the decoy team- distracting the demobats so Steve, Nancy and Robin had a fairly clear way to enter Creel House.
You remember Eddie putting on the most metal concert ever- his fingers flying over his guitar as he played Master of Puppets to draw the demobats to you. But the demobats proved to be too much for you, Eddie and Dustin, and you and Eddie made sure Dustin was in the clear before sharing a look of resignation.
In order to give the other team as much time as possible, either one or both of you weren't going to walk away from this.
And from the looks all around you, you realize you're the one who apparently didn't walk away.
Suddenly remembering the demobats taking chunk after chunk out of you, you start patting down your arms and legs and abdomen. But there are no wounds present.
Startled, you quickly stand and check yourself again. You know you'd been attacked, hell you were overwhelmed by the demobats while Eddie screamed your name, but there's not a single wound to show for it.
Kill. Feed.
The raspy words in your head send a shiver down your spine.
Lead my army and unleash hell on earth.
You reach up to rub at your temple, eyes closing as a pain pulses behind your eyes. "Get it together," you mumble to yourself.
When the only sounds you can hear are your heavy breathing and the chattering of the creatures of this hellish dimension, you open your eyes and gather your bearings. You realize you're not far from the trailer park Eddie lived in and pick up one of the abandoned bicycles to make the trek back.
The gate between the two dimensions that resides in Forest Hills Trailer Park is a lot bigger than it was the last time you'd seen it. Before it was just a hole in Eddie's trailer's ceiling and now it's practically swallowed the whole trailer park. It pulses red and angry, and there are hundreds of demobats standing guard. You hesitate upon approaching, but then the strangest thing happens.
As you near the gate, the demobats chatter as they stare at you before backing off and making room for you to pass.
"Huh."
The gate looks a lot more threatening and hostile, but something tells you that it's still a gate. So, steeling yourself, you find a point where the gate seems the most accessible and push yourself through. The nearly translucent membrane is harder to push through, but after struggling for a bit your hand is the first part of you to break through.
You do not understand the physics of crossing dimensions, so while you enter the gate standing up and exit it falling on your side, you readily pick yourself up and dust yourself off.
The trailer park is abandoned seeing as numerous trailers have fallen victim to the enormous pulsing gate. As you start walking towards the main entrance/exit of the park, you realize the area has been cordoned off with police tape and wooden barriers.
Feed. Kill.
Your head throbs and you stumble at the pain. But then it vanishes as quickly as it had come on and you let your feet carry you further and further into Hawkins.
It's eerily quiet in your hometown and you're surprised not a single vehicle is out and about. You're not sure why your first instinct is to completely bypass your home, but you do, and you eventually find yourself roaming the streets of Loch Nora.
Realizing Steve lives nearby, you urge your feet to carry you in that direction.
The only vehicle you see at the Harrington household is the one that belongs to Steve, so you feel a bit better about knocking on the door so late at night. You try to pay attention to the noises on the other side of the front door and are surprised when you can actually hear the footsteps of your friend walking around.
You flinch back as the door opens and you and Steve stare at one another in surprise.
"Y-YN?" He stammers.
"Stevie?" You question, heart pounding.
A beat passes and then Steve's throwing himself at you, arms wrapping around you in a heartwarming embrace. Your arms go around his waist as your face presses into his neck. Seconds pass and the most beautiful aroma fills your senses.
Kill. Feed.
As your eyes fall shut, your nose skims the skin of his neck. The sound of his heartbeat fills your ears, your mouth salivates, and your tongue is centimeters away from his flesh when he says, "I thought you were dead! Eddie and Dustin-"
You snap back to yourself, heart pounding at the thought of what you were about to do. "I- I think I was."
Steve tenses and then pulls back. "What?"
Your eyes fill with tears as you meet his gaze. "I don't- I think someone's wrong with me."
"Hey. It's okay. Don't cry. We'll figure this out." A sob breaks free from your throat and Steve brings you back into his arms, leading you inside his house. "I'll, uh, I'll just call a code red and the party will know what to do."
Inside, Steve wastes no time calling anyone and everyone in the know about Hawkins' dirty little secret. You sit in his living room, arms crossed over your stomach as you hunch in on yourself. But the grumblings of your stomach become unbearable, so you get up to raid the kitchen.
By the time Steve is done calling in everyone and telling some of the party to bring in the others who had no phone to reach them at, he finds you in his kitchen surrounded by various lunch meats.
"Everyone's on their way," he tells you.
"Okay." You're eating sandwich meat right out of the packaging, grimacing at the taste. It's nowhere near what you're craving.
You chug glass after glass of water and when it doesn't do anything to sate your thirst, you give up and go back to the living room.
"Do you, uh, do you maybe want to shower and change clothes?" Steve eventually asks. "No offense, but you look like shit."
Huffing a short laugh, you nod. "Please?"
"Follow me."
Steve leads you upstairs to his room, pulling out some of your clothes that had somehow migrated over to his place over the past several months. You collect the clothes and a towel, and head into the bathroom to clean yourself up.
You're not sure how long you've been showering when you finally decide to get out. You pull on your clothes and towel dry your hair as much as you can, and then make your way downstairs where several voices can be heard.
Hesitantly walking into the living room, you stand there as all eyes flick over to you.
"Holy shit," Dustin mumbles.
You clasp your hands in front of you and smile sheepishly as you stand under the archway leading into the room. "Hey, Henderson."
Eddie, Dustin, Lucas, Will, Mike, Eleven, Robin, Nancy, Jonathan, Joyce and Hopper all stare at you with trepidation etched in their every feature.
Kill.
You wince at the voice and gulp when you see Will sit a little straighter in his seat.
"YN?" Your gaze slides over to Eddie who has stepped forward ahead of the gathered group. "Is that really you?"
You nod. The group seems to exhale with relief, but then tense all over again when you utter, "Mostly."
Eddie holds himself still, but decides that he just doesn't care.
You're here.
You're alive.
And he's so fucking relieved because while the two of you were cordial with each other in school, you lost touch after you graduated and then reconnected while he was on the run. And just as something started to simmer between the two of you and there was an understanding you would explore it after you defeated Vecna, you died.
Eddie is on the move before anyone can stop him and the second his arms are around you, you start crying all over again. The two of you hold tightly onto each other before he pulls back, grasping your face in his hands as his lips press to your forehead.
"I knew they had to be wrong," Robin says as she moves next, pulling you from Eddie so she can hug you as well. "There was no way you were dead."
"But that's the thing though," you say as she steps back. "I did die."
"What does that even mean, kid?" Hopper asks.
Everyone watches you as Eddie leads you over to one of the recliners and pulls you down onto his lap. His arms wrap loosely around your waist as you settle against him and he hooks his chin over your shoulder. "Exactly as I said. I died."
"But you're here." Eleven frowns. "How?"
"I dunno." Your brow furrows as you try to recall your last moments. "One second I'm telling Eddie that it was going to be our year, and the next.. the next I'm waking up all alone in the Upside Down."
Nancy frowns as she stares between Eddie and Dustin. "Did you guys even check for a pulse? Maybe it was just really weak."
Dustin opens his mouth to defend himself, but you shake your head. "I'm pretty sure I died... and woke up different."
"Why do you say that, sweetheart?" Eddie asks, squeezing you a little.
"Because when I approached the gate to come back home, it was surrounded by demobats. The demobats were scared of me," you admit. "They backed off the closer I got."
Robin's eyes widen. "Is this- is this a side effect of rabies?"
Your lips twitch in amusement as Steve groans. "Will you shut up about rabies, Robin? YN isn't foaming at the mouth or whatever."
You clear your throat to gain their attention. "What ended up happening?" You ask. "After I.."
"Died?" Mike asks, eyebrow arched.
"Yeah." You grimace. "That."
"Max is, uh, Max is in the hospital," Lucas says. Everyone glances at him, sympathy in their eyes. "Steve, Nancy and Robin got to Vecna, but not before Vecna got to Max."
"She died and all four gates opened," Steve then says.
"But I brought her back. Just not fully," Eleven admits.
"They say she's brain dead," Lucas finishes.
Your eyes fill with tears as your bottom lip trembles. "I'm so sorry, guys."
Lucas shrugs. "Wasn't your fault. You did all you could. We just underestimated him."
"The good thing is he's gone now, so..."
"But he's not." The words leave your mouth before you can stop them and the atmosphere of the room becomes tense all over again.
"What do you mean by that?" Eddie asks.
You nervously shift in his lap. "I, uh, I can hear someone in my head. Raspy voice. It's only happened a couple of times, but it's not- it's not a pleasant experience. And given what we know about Venca and how he controls things from the Upside Down, I'm assuming it's him."
"What does this voice say?" Joyce wonders, gaze darting to Will who shifts uncomfortably in his own seat.
"To kill. And feed. And lead an army that will unleash hell on earth."
The room goes so quiet that you can hear a pin drop- well, at least for them maybe. You're left listening to pounding hearts and smelling the fear that is slowly starting to waft off of them.
Before another word can be uttered, however, a heart stopping screech sounds from Steve's backyard.
"Oh what now?" Hopper groans.
Everyone scrambles out of their seats, staying behind Hopper and Joyce, as they rush towards the back sliding door. When you stand up from Eddie's lap, he keeps hold of your hand without a word and walks with you to see what the hell's going on now.
As everyone files onto the back patio, you and Eddie end up at the end of the line as everyone slowly spreads out. For a moment everyone kind of breathes a sigh of relief when there's nothing to be seen, and then the screech sounds again.
Your skin prickles, your heart hammers inside your ribcage, and alarm bells start to sound as you watch a gangly, seven-foot-tall creature walk out from the shadows. It looks almost humanoid, the way it stalks towards the backyard gate and pulls itself up and over it.
Kill. Lead my army. Kill!
. . . .
Another screech sounds, but the gathered group are confused because the screech has come from their side and not from the demogorgon who was across the pool.
Everyone looks to YN who's rooted to the spot and whose skin has gone a pale gray. Eddie takes a couple steps forward to get a look at her face and his eyes widen when he notices that YN's eyes have gone pitch black, the skin around her eyes having darkened as well to give them a sunken look.
"Sweetheart?"
YN's head twitches to the side, her jaw opening as she makes a chattering noise to the demogorgon on the other side of the pool still. And it's then they notice the mouth full of pointy teeth.
"Shit. What is she?" Mike asks, trying to pull Eleven behind him.
"I don't know," Eddie says.
The demogorgon shrieks again, but the group only have eyes for YN who walks forward and crouches near the edge of the pool. Her shoulders roll and then their eyes are drawn to her back where they can see something moving underneath her shirt. From one moment to the next, her shirt rips and enormous leathery wings sprout from each shoulder blade.
"Jesus Christ!" Eddie yells, stumbling backwards.
"Are those wings?!" Robin yells.
Hopper, Joyce, Nancy and Jonathan do their best to push the kids back, but the kids are stubborn as ever. The demogorgon shrieks, YN shrieks back, and then she's launching herself across the pool when the demogorgon leaps.
"Holy shit. It's a monster battle royale," Dustin exclaims as YN tackles the demogorgon mid-leap.
The group watches in shocked awe as YN rolls with the demogorgon on the ground, getting the upper hand as she straddles the shrieking monster. She manages to grasp the demogorgon's wrist in her hands, pinning them on either side of its flowered head. They shriek at one another, monster to monster, and then YN's mouth opens far wider than it should be capable of before latching onto the demogorgon's meaty shoulder.
The demogorgon snarls and tries to buck off YN, but she leans back up with black blood smeared around her mouth. Releasing one of the demogorgon's wrists, she then shoves her clawed hand into its chest cavity. As she pulls her hand free with whatever passes as a heart for the monster, she watches as the demogorgon stills before taking a bite out of its heart.
"Gross," Mike grumbles.
His voice garners YN's attention and she looks at them with eyes still black as night. She crawls off the demogorgon, chattering at them in curiosity as she perches herself on the edge of the pool once more, wings raised above her.
"Shit, shit, shit," Dustin utters.
Eleven puts herself in front of the stunned group and they watch as YN lowly growls, dipping her head low as her top lip trembles in agitation. Eleven raises her hand, but Eddie's quick to lunge and push her arm back down.
"Don't! She's still our friend."
"She's about to attack us!" Lucas exclaims. "That's not YN anymore, man."
Eddie looks pained at the words and then glances back over at YN, only to come up short as he sees her staring down at her reflection in the water. "Wait. Just.. wait."
. . . .
Staring at your reflection in horror, you scramble backwards. You can't remember anything from the last few minutes, so you're confused as to why you're on the opposite side of the pool with a now dead demogorgon and your friends staring at you in fear.
Pain shoots down your back as something scrapes the concrete ground and you yelp as you fall onto your side. Then glancing over your shoulder, your stomach drops at the sight of leathery wings attached to your back. "What the.."
"YN?" Eddie calls out.
Your head whips forward before you hesitantly climb to your feet, trying to balance with the newest additions to your back. You somehow end up looking down at your hands, only to frown when you see your right hand clawed and covered in black goo. Blood.
"Sweetheart?"
You look up, tears filling your eyes. You've never had anyone look at you the way your friends are looking at you right now and it hurts. But not only are you hurt, you're terrified as well. You don't know what the hell is going on.
Kill. Kill. Kill!
"I.. I'm sorry," you say, slightly shaking your head to rid yourself of the raspy voice. "I didn't-" Your wings start to flap, lifting you in the air just enough so your feet are inches off the ground.
"YN." Eddie's voice cracks as you look at him once more and your heart aches for the boy you had hopefully seen a future with. "It's okay. We can figure this out. Just- just come back down, sweetheart."
You shake your head with a sad smile. "He won't stop until I'm in his control for good. It's not safe. I'm not safe." Your smile wobbles as the first tear falls. "It was almost our year, Munson. Almost."
And then with one strong flap of your wings, you shoot off into the sky, your friends shouts following you into the night sky.
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You fly high up in the night sky for hours, intent on getting as far away from Hawkins as you can. The raspy voice is no longer at the back of your mind, but the longing for your friends is still there. You want nothing more than to let them help you, but you know that can't happen in Hawkins or as long as Vecna is still alive.
You wind up in California of all places, breaking into an abandoned warehouse to hide from the sun.
For the next few days, you find out a few things about yourself. The sun only hurts when you've been exposed to it for too long. You learn to hide your wings and bring them out on command, and you realize that the gnawing hunger you feel is the hunger for blood.
You're not comfortable with killing, but the hunger is too much to ignore. So, you hunt, but you hunt miles outside of the town you've hunkered down in. Then taking the money from your victims, you go shopping for jeans, shorts, and backless shirts so your wings don't ruin them.
Then when you're comfortable enough, you finally decide to wander the apparent murder capital of the world- Santa Carla.
The boardwalk has drawn your attention and you're grateful that the flashing lights and whistles and smell of sugary and greasy foods mask that of the blood rushing through everyone's veins.
You're walking through the crowd, smiling at passing teens and children as they rush to and from the rides. Hands tucked in the back pocket of your jean shorts; you're not paying attention to those you've suddenly caught the attention of.
At least not until you hear, "Am I dreaming or is that you, YLN?"
You freeze and turn towards the sound of the voice, eyes subtly widening at the boy smirking right at you. Your tense shoulders drop as you chuckle, shaking your head in fond amusement. "Yeah, it's me. Don't cream your pants, Hargrove."
To be continued...
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……… idk where tf y’all get this mindset that y/n is legit the most innocent angel BECAUSE LET ME TELL YOU I WOULD’VE ROCKED THEIR SHIT FROM THE MOMENT I MET THEM‼️
PETITION TO MAKE Y/N HAVE ATTITUDE BECAUSE HOLY SHIT IF I SEE ONE MORE POST ABT READER NOT BEING ABLE TO STAND THEIR GROUND I WILL LOOSE MY MIND
and btw i’m not talking abt those wholesome posts with flower crowns and sweet stuff that’s cute af i’m talking abt people who r straight up making it so that reader is being TARGETED and DEGRADED and not being able to snap back a reply‼️
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-bo agrees with this statement
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