#yandere jonathan byers
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Saccharine pt.2
Yandere Stranger Things characters with an overly sweet darling headcanons:
Characters: Steve Harrington, Nancy Wheeler, Jonathan Byers, Billy Hargrove, Robin Buckley, Eddie Munson
Warnings: stalking, kidnapping, obsessive behaviours, possessive behaviours, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationships, delusional characters, manipulation, bullying, drug mention
Steve Harrington:
❤️ He would probably ask his darling out on a date once he notices their sweet attitude
❤️ Even if they don’t end up dating Steve acts as if they are
❤️ Would tell people they’re dating to keep them away from his darling
❤️ He’d always be super nice to his darling as well and do things that friends and couples do
❤️ Would be extremely touchy and clingy
❤️ Over-protective crossing into possessive behaviour
❤️ Since his darling is kind to everyone, including people who are rude to them or hurt them, Steve envisions himself as a knight in shining armour saving his darling
❤️ If his darling is uncomfortable around Steve, they’re so nice that they’d never bring it forward to anyone and Steve takes advantage of that
❤️ In his desperation to protect his darling, he would probably kidnap them
❤️ Even after kidnapping his darling, he would never be cruel to them and shower them with love and affection
Nancy Wheeler:
📝 Would become good friends with her darling due to her enjoying their kind nature
📝 After her break up with Steve and all of the crazy stuff happening in Hawkins that she’s involved in, she’d probably find comfort in her sweet and caring darling who has a normal life
📝 (If darling was male) She would only date Jonathan if her darling was dating someone else at the time
📝 (If darling is female or other) She would date Jonathan because dating her darling wouldn’t be socially acceptable
📝 When she dates Jonathan, all she can imagine is her darling and how her darling would act on dates
📝 Would sometimes slip up and almost call Jonathan by her darling’s name
📝 After the July 4th incident, she would check to see if her darling was one of the people who got added to the Mind Flayer’s physical form
📝 Once the Byers + Eleven move to Lenora, Nancy becomes a bit more clingy with her darling
📝 She would likely begin to try to manipulate her darling into having feelings for her
📝 After the events of season 4, she makes sure her darling isn’t injured in any way, shape or form
📝 When Jonathan returns, she pretends to be happy but is actually pissed off since he would be slowing or stopping her plans to finally confess to her darling
Jonathan Byers:
📸 First meeting would most likely be his darling felt bad seeing Jonathan by himself all the time and assigned themselves to be his friend
📸 His darling would offer to help put up posters for Will when he went missing which definitely warmed Jonathan’s heart
📸 During the entire duration of Will’s disappearance and death, Jonathan’s darling would probably be similar to an emotional support animal for him
📸 Eventually when Jonathan and Nancy start dating, he isn’t yet sure of his feelings for his darling but they’re solidified when he sees his darling kissing someone who isn’t him
📸 Throughout his relationship with Nancy, he would picture his darling in her place
📸 He’d stalk and take pictures of his darling without them knowing
📸 If they had a movie night and his darling fell asleep, he would sneak off to grab his camera and start taking pictures of their sleeping body
📸 When he moves to Lenora with his family, he would call his darling every day
📸 Would beg request his darling to fly over to Lenora to visit him during summer vacation or winter break or spring break, knowing that his darling is too nice to decline
📸 If he’s ever stoned around his darling, he’d accidentally confessed his true feelings for them which causes some tension that Jonathan ignores
📸 Even if his darling is uncomfortable around Jonathan, they’re so nice that they’d never bring it forward to anyone and Jonathan takes advantage of that
Billy Hargrove:
🚬 Definitely irritated by their sweet nature at first since they’d always be doing things like helping people with homework or handing out cookies and Billy takes that as sympathy, which he despises
🚬 If his darling begins giving him more attention than others, he’ll be pissed since he’ll think that his darling considers him weak
🚬 Would probably bully his darling for a while until their sweet personality grows on him
🚬 He’d then have others beat up his darling and he’d pretend to be a knight in shining armour then help patch them up afterwards
🚬 He has love-hate feelings for his darling since he despises sympathy but adores his darling’s care
🚬 After fights with his father, he’d probably go to his darling, wanting to be patched up, which his darling would do without hesitation
🚬 After a while, he’d love their kindness and crave their affection
🚬 But Billy would also be very jealous since his darling shows kindness to everyone, including people he deems unworthy of it
🚬 Billy would totally kidnap his darling using chloroform when his jealousy reacts it’s peak level
🚬 He would try not to be like his father but might actually hurt his darling during a fit of rage
Robin Buckley:
🎺 Robin would instantly be head over heels for a super sweet darling
🎺 Her darling would definitely listen as Robin would ramble about different subjects, which Robin adores
🎺 They’re probably in band together and Robin’s darling would visit Robin at Scoops Ahoy
🎺 Robin also listens intently to everything her darling would say
🎺 She probably has Steve try to help her figure out if her darling is sapphic or not
🎺 After the whole July 4th incident and Robin and Steve getting new jobs at Family Video, Robin and her darling’s friendship improves since they can spend more time together without Robin having to go somewhere to attend to a customer
🎺 Would accidentally confess her feelings to her darling in a ramble
Eddie Munson:
🎸 Very shocked at first since everyone considers him and his friends ‘freaks’
🎸 Would adore the kind attention they give him and even though he would never admit it, it’s extremely obvious
🎸 He would melt at their compliments about his guitar skills or the campaign he’s writing
🎸 He’d be super clingy and try to always have his darling around him
🎸 Eddie would love having his darling listen to him as he rambles about Metallica or other metal bands
🎸 Eddie would have his darling watch his band ‘Corroded Coffin’ practice since he knew they’d give supportive and sweet feedback
🎸 Would give his darling a ticket to every gig that Corroded Coffin has
🎸 He would do things that could be considered platonic or romantic, like wrapping an arm around his darling’s shoulders or holding their hand
🎸 If he did get really jealous, he’d probably drug and kidnap his darling
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Photograph
Yandere Jonathan Byers x Reader
I only write sfw, feel free to send asks, stalking, obsession, usual yandere stuff, the internet is lacking in love for him, I did not proof read.
"She's so beautiful." He thought, holding your crumpled picture above his head as he lay in his bed.
Since the moment he met you he had been enamored. The way your shoulder felt as it brushed against his in the hall was ingrained in his head.
"Oh! I'm sorry!" You had chirped reaching down to pick up the books the two of you had dropped from the small collision. At first he thought maybe you had done it on purpose but who would drop their own things just to make fun of someone else?
"I'm really sorry!" You handed him back his papers, accidentally leaving one of yours somewhere in the stack. "I'm a complete space cadet today." You made some sort of motion, gesturing to your head.
He was pretty much awe struck from that moment on.
He never would have figured out your name if it weren't for that one finicky page. "Y/N L/N" written in neat, chicken scratch hand writing. He thought he should return it to you but couldn't find the courage to talk to you nor had he had the will to give it up for some reason.
Conveniently you went to him looking for the paper.
"Hey!" You yelled down the hall as you spotted him. "You!" You pointed at him. Confused, he pointed back at himself to assure the situation. "Yes! You! I've been looking for you." You huffed as you reached him. "Did one of my pages get scrambled into yours the other day?" He was kinda quiet, shocked that you were asking, it seemed. "From when we bumped into each other? A few days ago?"
"Oh- uh- yeah." He sputtered. "I don't think I saw anything but if I do I will definitely tell you." He fibbed, clutching the straps on his bag a little tighter than before.
"Really?" You groaned. "I guess I'll have to ask for an extra copy. Thank you, mm- I'm sorry, I don't think I caught your name?"
He felt this kind of jittery excitement.
"Jonathan." A smile crept up his lips and his hands relaxed.
"I'll remember that." You held your hand out. "My name is Y/N."
Such a small interaction, really. But for someone like Jonathan, who barely talks to anyone who isn't related to him or friends with his brother, it was like a light at the end of a lonely tunnel. Like a sugar rush. He wanted to talk to you more. He wanted to be near you more. He wanted you.
But how could someone like him just walk up and start talking to you? How could someone like him even think these things about someone like you?
Somehow though, you kept approaching him. You had plenty of friends. Was it pitty? Or did you maybe actually enjoy his company? Either way he was basking in the utter joy of your presence whenever youd find your way into his vicinity; or when he'd find his way into yours.
But eventually just seeing you in school wasn't enough. He needed to see you constantly. He needed to see you when he woukd wake up and see you when he went to sleep.
So, of course, he used his camera to capture your image. Sneaking shots of you while you were unaware of him, at school, walking home, at home, etc.
His room was filled with shots. He had to be extra careful when printing so not to be caught by one of your friends. The centerpiece of his crazy, scattered photos was your missing paper, the name began going fuzzy from his fingers tracing the name. He tried to think of any excuse to tell others and himself that would maybe justify his strange, obsessive stalking but even he couldn't rationalize it.
Eventually he began to accept that this was just normal to him. He was a photographer, how could he not take photos of someone as beautiful and perfect as you? You were his muse. His.
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yandere argyle & jonathan hcs
cws: yandere themes, throuple, drug use, tw: vomiting + scarification, blood, nc picture-taking, voyeurism, car sex, handjobs, body worship, overstim, homemade porn.
word count: 2.5k
☆ hc / ♡ spicy hc / ♂️♀️ gendered hc / ‼️ dark hc
☆ Their obsessive tendencies come out in different forms; Jonathan is definitely more of a stalker, while Argyle is a worshipper and a love bomber. Unlike other obsessors one might encounter, though, they're largely harmless despite craving your attention like it's air or water. Killing out of jealousy is almost completely out of the question, and so is kidnapping–if anything, those two things are more likely to happen by accident rather than on purpose with these two.
☆ Jonathan pre-relationship is always occupied with watching you. He watches through your windows and snaps hundreds of photos of you, nearly all his film taken up with your pictures. He's got to book out the dark room privately just so he can develop them all in peace and without someone seeing and calling the cops–he really can't have that happen again.
♡ Especially with how many intimate photos he has of you. Changing, showering, dancing around in your room with nothing but a flimsy robe on–and some very, very precious ones of you touching yourself when you forgot to close your blinds. He saves those for special occasions, fingers wrapped around his cock as he dreams about you thinking of him when you do so.
☆ Argyle's love language is spoken through touch and words of affection, which lends itself to his tendency to worship those he adores. Any time he encounters you he'll make sure you remember him, because his feelings about you will just slip out–he'll make it very clear how he feels when he very passionately mumbles an "I'd do anything for you" as you pass each other by, or boldly touch your shoulder as he asks if you're busy and if you wanna go out with him. He may be a bit of a goof, but the man is upfront with what he wants.
♡ And yes, that translates to the bedroom. He loves hard and fast, but only one of those things describe him in the sack–Argyle likes to take his time and prove that he can worship you in a way you'll like. He'll stick his thumb in your mouth and act all cheeky, giving you the impression that he's just gonna play around as he asks you to lick it for him, but things get so real when he slides it deeper into your mouth, leans in, and tells you to bite down if it gets too intense. And then the hand he's got creeping up your thigh goes to work between your legs, and he has you melting between both hands, your own grabbing at his wrist as you drool and your thighs squeeze his unyielding arm. Just don't think that's the end when he makes you cum, because it's not even close. He won't be satisfied until he's made you totally fall apart in his arms as you sob and moan brokenly for him.
☆ When they get you into a relationship? It….mostly stays the same. Except for the fact that Jonathan is a lot more invasive with his photography–all you'll see in the early stages of your relationship is a flash and the sounds of footsteps pattering away from outside your door, and you'll have to chase him down to give him a swat for taking photos of you in the most unflattering position while you're trying to study. Meanwhile, Argyle is laying himself out over your books and notes to distract you enough that you'll cuddle or smoke or listen to some music with him instead. You didn't really think you'd get more privacy being with them, did you?
☆ Nooooooo privacy whatsoever. There's constantly someone walking in on you in the bathroom, when you're changing, while you're cooking or eating or smoking or whatever. They've seen it all babe, there's no reason to fret–even when you're doing embarrassing stuff, like singing in the shower or you have an upset stomach or you're eating some weird weed-fueled concoction that's definitely gonna make you green out. They just roll with it. And Jonathan definitely pulls your hair back when you end up barfing your guts out, pressing kisses to the top of your head to try and soothe you until you're done.
☆ The house almost always stinks of weed, so if you're not a fan or you don't smoke it yourself, it's gonna be a war of attrition to try and dull the smell. Thankfully they're up for whatever you wanna try, whether it be incense or scented candles or a healthy spritz of cheap perfume if you think it'll help. If anything they associate the smells with you, and they'll just get all giddy if someone comments on it when they go out. Sure, it's kinda tacky to stink of both pot and perfume and have it be so obvious that they're trying to cover it up, but who cares? None of those people are you, so they don't matter.
☆ Begging for your attention is a common occurrence. They just can't get enough, no matter if you've spent the night over at their place or held a whole study session or just spent hours hanging out with them, they'll show up mere minutes after you've meandered off to get some food or a drink or gone to the toilet for a touch too long. Showers are even more likely–they could be totally passed out only to come running when they hear the water hitting the porcelain, eager to get their clothes off to join you or just sit in the bathroom and talk if you wanna just wash by yourself. Argyle will talk your ear off about something you're both interested in, and Jonathan will quietly and contently hand you your soap or shampoo or your razor as the two of you chatter on.
☆ Argyle is an absolute cuddle monster. Doesn't matter what state he's in, he shows his love through bear hugs and hands in your hair as you snuggle up next to him in bed. If he thinks someone's looking at you when you're out in public together, he just slides an arm round your shoulders and pulls you into a side hug so you're sheltered beneath him. Just subtly showing off that no, he's not your mascot or your friend–he's yours, and you're his.
☆♀️ He's also got a huge problem with kissing Jonathan in public, especially if he's high. He's just such an affectionate guy, he doesn't always realize how dangerous it is–and while a kiss on the temple or even the cheek can be brushed off or hidden, it's the wet ones he plants right on Jonathan's mouth that draw attention and he has to avoid. Luckily you can usually be quick on your feet, and explain it away to any cringing passersby that your precious, precious boyfriend is just confused, he meant to kiss you! And usher the two of them away somewhere more private to avoid any further suspicion.
♡ You're a different story, though. Argyle's definitely fucked you in his van before, and he'll do it again, company policy be damned. It's not his fault that people keep looking at you, and that guys and girls keep trying to flirt with you while he's around–the best way to show off how much you belong to him is for people to see your sneakered feet hanging over his shoulders, the windshield of the van showing off nothing but his back as he holds your ankles up and makes your world spin. Maybe they'll think twice when they see you stumbling out of the back doors with your clothes haphazardly pulled back on, and his sweater hanging off your shoulders to cover those deep bruises his teeth have left in your skin.
☆ Jonathan mostly shows his ownership over you in very subtle ways. Any photography exhibitions he contributes to always have at least one photo of you included, and as far as being around other people, he often goes the "wearing each other's clothes" route. He's always giving you button ups or hoodies or sweatpants he doesn't wear anymore, hoping beyond hope that he'll see you wearing them soon after so he can see how cute they look on you. And if anyone asks if you're together when you're out, he always nods a little meekly but gets that proud smile as he mumbles a "yeah, they're mine", the bubbly, giddy feeling in his chest hanging around for a long time afterwards.
♡ Jonathan gets so embarrassed by the simplest gestures. A kiss on the neck or a hand on his thigh while he drives/under the table is enough to make him crazy, and he's just clearing his throat and trying not to get too worked up but clearly is blushing like mad. Something as simple as a handjob will make him hold a pillow over his face just to hide, so he doesn't have to see how pretty you look jerking him off and end up embarrassing himself by cumming way too quick. If you really want him to open up, you'll have to sit yourself right in his lap so your faces are barely an inch from each other's, and hold his in your hands so you can kiss him and look into his eyes and coo at him about how big he is and how good it feels inside you. Or, alternatively, you can recruit Argyle to help out by holding Jonathan's arms down while you do as you wish with him, which will result in a lot more kicking feet and bashful cries of "D-Don't look!" and "You're gonna kill me," and "Wait, I'm gonna c-cum again!" all of which have no backbone when he's got your hands and your attention all on him.
♡ On the flipside, Jonathan's clearly a huge voyeur, so he'll get a rush out of watching you–whether by yourself or when you're with Argyle. If you ever agree to it, he'd absolutely lose his mind taking pictures of you posing for him, either completely nude or even playing with yourself if you have the courage. He'll go as far as giving you the code to the safe he's gonna keep them in so you know for sure they're not getting shared with anyone, but it'll be such a treat for him that he'll do just about anything to reward you for giving him such a beautiful, personal gift. Including if you do it with Argyle–both of them will get a huge kick out of that, especially since Argyle gets to pose you how he wants and it's a good excuse to get you all messy with slick and cum and lube to make for an even better picture. Jonathan's favourite is probably one of you getting fucked from behind by your other partner, your eyes rolled back and your hair messy and sticking to your face with sweat, and his hands pinning your shoulders to the bed with his fingers digging into your flesh. And Argyle's favourite is the one where he took the camera out of Jonathan's hands after you finished, and he's holding it one-handed while the other is fisted in the dirty blonde's locks to push his face between your legs–and while you can't see it in the frame, he's eating Argyle's cum out of you with that adorable blush warming his cheeks.
☆ Contact highs are very real, and very frequent. Kissing either of them gets warmer, more passionate, and harder to resist even if they've pissed you off or you've got something else you should be doing. Sometimes they smoke a metric fuckton of weed just before you come in to say hi or ask them for something, just so you'll get cuddly and needy and want to snuggle up between them for awhile cause it makes you all sleepy.
☆ Swear to god, they're like an old married couple. They spend so much time together with you and before you that they know almost all there is to know about each other, and they can be surprisingly lovey-dovey when they're in the privacy of your home. Jonathan makes his pancakes the way he knows he likes, and Argyle reminds him of whatever he's forgetting when he's rushing out the front door without even looking up from his coffee. And their devotion to each other is second only to their devotion to you–they memorize everything they can about your likes and dislikes, your schedule, your dreams, your hobbies, and what movies you like the most paired with how you like your popcorn made.
♡ Anything can be fixed with make-up sex, both boys are sure of that–particularly Argyle. They're likely gonna fuck up here and there and piss you off, especially when they're too overbearing and protective, and when making you your favourite meal or offering to take you out somewhere nice doesn't work, a little bit of stress relief certainly will. A bit of worship and begging and maybe even a puff of a joint later to relax you, and Argyle's head between your legs and Jonathan's hands up your shirt while you're in his lap make all that frustration melt away. Especially since you'll have to tug on Argyle's locks to get him off you when you're too overstimulated to go on, cause he'll just keep going and making you cum on his tongue over, and over, and over again. Until you're totally numb to everything and you don't even remember why you were mad–that's the goal, and you bet they're gonna achieve it.
‼️ Jonathan's been through a lot in particular, so there are times that he'll consider doing something a little more drastic to link you two together–something like cutting your palms in the same spot, to replace the scar he once shared with Nancy. It's not that he dislikes her, but he loves you…and in the back of his mind, he wants to show you that he's totally dedicated to you, to the point that he's willing to reopen an old wound that's still so tender to his heart. It's pretty romantic. But then again, you're probably not that amiable to scarring yourself, so he likely will try to make it seem like an accident. Don't worry, he'll bandage you up all nice and clean you up so he can kiss the wound, and maybe get a little of your blood on him too.
☆ They're one of the more palatable duos: relatively understanding, doting, relaxed, and yet so in love with you that they would both get on their knees for you in a second. And they would quite literally cross the world for you, they'd face monsters and killers and a whole other world just to bring you back if you were dragged away from them. Nothing would stop them from getting you back–nothing.
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What your costumes will be Yan! Stranger things P1!
Jonathan
He won't dress up for Halloween but he is going to help you with your costume and take some photos :).
Eddie
Cosplays from some horror movies you can't tell me otherwise.
Billy
He would laugh at you and call you childish yeppp.
Nancy
Some duo characters from books but you won't go trick or treating because she is little to much jealous about you
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Imagine you being Will’s and Jonathan’s Sister:
and Vecna/Henry/001 takes a liking towards you..:
SOMEBODY PLEASE WRITE THIS!
Also your Jonathan’s twin!
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Stranger Things Masterlist
Updated: July 20, 2022
General Masterlist
If there's something you'd like to see then request are open!
Robin Buckley-
Headcanons:
Robin Buckley relationship headcanons
Nancy Wheeler-
None yet
Billy Hargrove-
None yet
Argyle-
None yet
Jonathan Byers-
None yet
Peter Ballard/One/Vecna/Henry Creel-
None yet
Steve Harrington-
Headcannons:
Steve harrington relationship headcannons
Dark! Steve harrington relationship headcanons
Yandere! Steve harrington relationship headcanons
Eddie Munson-
None yet
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Im gonna say it I wouldnt be mad if Jonathan stalked me, I'll leave my window open for you babe 🥺
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˗ˏˋ 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐑𝐞𝐜𝐬 <𝟑
˗ˏˋ 𝐄𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐌𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐧
Peanut butter cookies - @eddie-van-munson
guitar pick - @yourfavouriterival
“Why the hell would you say something like that?” - @rainylana
Bloody Lip - @darling-i-read-it
Afterglow - @siempre-bucky
˗ˏˋ 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐭𝐨𝐧
fool for you - @witchwyfe
Jealousy jealousy - @eufezco
Boobies - @princessofmarvel
The babysitters club - @sinclaiirs
I Like Girls Too - @bxcketbarnes
Slurpys and Dirty Talk - @steveharringtons-lover
Just the two of Us - @heyysteven
The Cake Attack of ‘87 - @hellfireclubmember
˗ˏˋ 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞
What Were you Thinking? - @jedi-mabari
beat up love - @dearhargrove
road gate - @eddiemunsxn
i’m with you - @hauntlikeaghost0
my boy - @feverdreqmz
Just To Ourselves - @billyhargrove-s
Dating Billy Hargrove HC's - @queers-gambit
˗ˏˋ 𝐇𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐲 𝐂𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐥/𝟎𝟎𝟏
Staff Room Crushes - @dysfunctionalaliens
You'll See Why - @justfandomwritings
Yandere Husband! 001 - @floatyflowers
Blue - @jamilelucato
˗ˏˋ 𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐲
redemption make out sesh - @stevesfaberge
Opposites Attract - @strangeswift
Blurb <3 - @shysneeze
dating robin headcanons - @nctzncore
Blurb <3 - @hawkins-losers
Thank me later - @selenitesdawn
"What's your favorite scary movie? " - @ioveeddiemunson
bloodshot bad news - @stevesfaberge
˗ˏˋ 𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐫
Jealousy - @milkmily
Blurb <3 - @multi-fandom-imagine
Teach me - @fentibeauty
No but like… dating Nancy - @bi-disaster-yn
˗ˏˋ 𝐉𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐁𝐲𝐞𝐫𝐬
Your Love - @refiwrites
Dating Jonathan Byers Headcanons - @myuninterestinglifestory
boyfriend headcanons - @keepyourbliss
Wish - @proudharrington
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Y'all ever think about a Harringrove AU where Steve is just batshit insane to his core? Like full yandere type shit. He'd do anything for Billy, up to and including manslaughter. And the thing is no one would believe that big brown eyes, gangly clutz Steve Harrington would really hurt anyone. He's had his shit rocked by Jonathan Byers for Christ sake, not to mention the fight he and Billy got into that one November. But he would. He does, enough that the nail bat he keeps in the trunk of his Beamer is stained wine red. I don't have any coherent plotline for this, I just think Billy deserves a love so deep and all consuming and feral that he never doubts his worth again. Because to Steve? Billy is everything.
#that hoe writes#kind of?#i dunno I'm tired#yandere Steve Harrington#i just want Steve to catch Neil laying into Billy#and then grabbing his nail bat to turn Neil Hargrove's face into ground meat#fuck realism i want Billy to be touched that Steve loves him so much#that Joker/Harley Quinn energy#THAT 'TOUCH HIM AND DIE' ENERGY!!!!#Billy Hargrove#Steve Harrington#harringrove
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can you please do one with Stranger Things hc with an sweet autistic darling, like how do they handle certain situations and also when their darling have a huge meltdown
love ur fics btw❤
Sure!
(Nancy will not be included on this list because she already has a separate headcanon bit for this)
Yandere Stranger things with a sweet autistic darling:
Characters: Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Eleven (Jane) Hopper, Lucas Sinclair, Max Mayfield, Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers, Billy Hargrove, Robin Buckley, Eddie Munson, Chrissy Cunningham, Jason Carver, Gareth Emerson, Jim Hopper, Joyce Byers, Henry Creel/Peter Ballard/001
Warnings: Manipulation, obsessive behaviours, possessive behaviours, violence, unhealthy mindset, Billy and 001 are assholes (just ike in canon) DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT
Mike Wheeler:
He'd definitely try his best to understand why his darling does certain things.
Or why they can't stand certain smells, fabrics, etc.
If his darling has very bad sensory issues, he'll do his best to make sure they're always comfortable since they're always sweet to him.
If his darling is having a meltdown in private, he's doing his best to comfort them and make sure they're okay but in public?
He'd pretend he didn't know his darling his he doesn't want to be embarrassed by them.
He'd apologize afterwards but he's not at all sorry.
Will Byers:
This man is so attentive and caring when it comes to his darling.
If they have sensory issues, specifically with a certain fabric?
He'd replace all his clothes that are made of that fabric to one that his darling likes.
If his darling is having a meltdown he'd immediately try to help sooth them, it doesn't matter if it's in public or private.
Eleven (Jane) Hopper:
She's in the same boat as her darling, they'd both be trying to help each in every situation, especially meltdowns.
Lucas Sinclair:
Lucas would very nice and helpful but because of the basketball team and his popularity on the line, he may not always help his darling when they're having a public meltdown.
Would always help in private tho.
Eventually wouldn't care about popularity just to be there for his darling.
Max Mayfield:
She was very kind and helpful with Eleven, so I assume she'd be the same with her darling.
With sensory issues she'd try her best to make her darling comfortable but there's only so much she can do.
When her darling has a meltdown, Max would sooth and coax her darling into being calm again.
Steve Harrington:
Is extremely careful, basically walking on eggshells around his darling, especially if they have very bad sensory issues.
When his darling has meltdowns, he does his best to calm them down.
Jonathan Byers:
He'd do basically the same thing as Will, except he'd also buy his darling anything they have a hyper fixation with.
Billy Hargrove:
Honestly, he'd call his darling all kinds of slurs.
Would only hug them when he's wearing fabric that his darling can't stand.
When his darling has a meltdown, he'd yell at them to stop crying or laugh at them.
Robin Buckley:
She's also autistic, so they'd both be helping each other out.
Eddie Munson:
Eddie would treat his darling like how he treats everyone else.
This can be good and bad but it's more neutral than anything.
No special accommodations but no judgement either.
Chrissy Cunningham:
The biggest sweetheart who would undoubtedly help in every way she can.
Always wants her darling to be happy and not uncomfortable.
Jason Carver:
Very gentle and sweet, threatens anyone who makes fun of his darling.
When his darling has a meltdown, he'd carefully sooth them.
If anyone mocks his darling's breakdown(s), they'd instantly get a punch to the nose.
Boy or girl, it's doesn't matter to him, he just wants his darling to be as happy as possible.
He'd also buy them absolutely anything he could that his darling is hyper fixated on.
Gareth Emerson:
Super sweet, probably has some sensory issues of his own, so he knows how to deal with them and help his darling with theirs.
When his darling has a meltdown, he'll try to distract them from what got them so upset then sooth them.
Jim Hopper:
He's already a very caring soul despite his 'tough guy' exterior but he'd be extra sweet to his darling.
Buys them anything that he could afford that his darling is hyper fixated on.
Tries his best to calm his darling during their meltdowns.
Joyce Byers:
Would treat her darling like anyone else but would be very caring during their breakdowns and help them with their sensory issues.
Henry Creel/Peter Ballard/001:
Finds his darling much easier to manipulate, especially when they're having a meltdown.
Doesn't care much for their sensory issues but pretends he does so his darling will think that he cares deeply about them.
Basically does not care.
#yandere#yandere x reader#yandere stranger things#yandere stranger things x reader#yandere mike wheeler#yandere will byers#yandere eleven#yandere lucas sinclair#yandere max mayfield#yandere steve harrington#yandere jonathan byers#yandere billy hargrove#yandere robin buckley#yandere eddie munson#yandere chrissy cunningham#yandere jason carver#yandere gareth emerson#yandere jim hopper#yandere joyce byers#yandere 001#yandere henry creel#yandere peter ballard#yandere 001/henry creel/ peter ballard#stranger things#stranger things x reader
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For some reason i read the first sentence of your Jonathan makes a good house husband and my brain went 'oh he's doing this when you're not at home.'
Then i read the rest and realised you were doing a wholesome post. 🤣
But creepy stalker Jonathan playing house husband when you're not at home is a hot idea!
dusting your shelves, folding your clothes, checking the expiry dates on your food cause you always put off cleaning out your fridge! and then humping your pillow and stealing your toothbrush and cumming into your bottle of face wash <3 fantasizing about being your husband all the while <3 maybe one of these days he camps out in your house and waits for you to come home so he can watch over you while you sleep, like a good husband! ♡
#jonathan byers#yandere jonathan byers#jonathan byers x reader#spicy writing#st 4#stranger things#anons
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Yandere Jonathan Byers with the darling who has Ed
TW: ED SPECIALLY ANA DON'T READ IF IT TRIGGER YOU
I only write yanderes that would care so yep
So he would be very concerned about yours state of health and little remainder those are 80's so the people won't help you and even they will complement you about it so they are totally not supportive. He will try to approve you not to like talk about your eating habits but to gain your trust.
After your Gratulation he will kidnap you yep kidnap, I written this but I'm going to write in short, (he will get you into his house with his mom because she actually really likes you).
He will be very afraid what you going to think of him, what if you going to hate him?.
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ST Kas!Eddie Munson x Reader 🍋- Pulling your Strings {Kinktober #3}
Summary: After awakening alone in the Upside Down, and learning to thrive there, Eddie returns to Hawkins in search of you, aiming to make you pay for abandoning him.
Warnings: Vampire!Eddie, smut, MDNI, yandere!Eddie, very slight noncon at the beginning, blood, cum eating, mentions of depression, oral (f receiving), shower sex, not my best work tbh 😅
The world in which you stood was cold, too much so for human inhabitation, but one could have easily been fooled by the rusty hue of the air, in which hellish creature flourished as they took wing. You could faintly hear distorted music from the distance, heavy metal, if you hadn't known any better. Curiously, you drew closer to the sound, being able to just barely make out a figure standing atop a some type of portable structure, a tornado of organisms surrounding him. The noise was most certainly emanating from whoever it was, but as you walked, you began to notice that, no matter how much ground you covered, you were unable to make any progress toward the scene.
You began to feel as if the were strings attached to your limbs, and that you weren't actually running, but floating, and lacking any grace at that. Glancing up, befuddled, you found yourself attached to wire that ended at a cross brace, with a ringed hand controlling your movements.
"Master of puppets, I'm pulling your strings." bellowed a voice, and almost a sing-song tone.
"Let me go!" you protested, struggling to sever your binds, finding it impossible, and only burning your fingers in the process. "Whoever you are, just please, leave me alone!"
"(Y/N)..." the stranger chuckled, dribbling their hand and making you tumble to the cracked and irritated ground, before harshly hoisting you back up. "(Y/N)." It called again, this time sternly, before doing so once more, with panic and urgency. The final toll also sounded less matured, your name being punctuated with a cracked, pubescent flare.
Your eyes snapped wide, accompanied by a painful gasp as sharp air invaded your lungs. "Dustin?" you realized, pale in the face. The boy sat beside you, Steve standing behind him, and you found yourself laying on a couch, most likely in the home of the former.
"Nightmares again?" the later asked, concerned, with calming hand on your shoulder. You nodded tiredly, sitting up more on the furniture, and pressing a hand to your temple.
"Here," Dustin said knowingly with knitted brows, holding out his hands to offer a few dusty white pills and a glass of water. "For the headache." You thanked him, before taking both and consuming the medicine with a sigh. "It's getting late," he mentioned, flashing you a glance of his digital watch. "Maybe you should just stay the night again, I bet my mom won't mind." he suggested, but you politely declined.
"No thank you, I can't keep putting you guys out. I can sleep on my own." you responded, still rubbing your temple, occasionally stretching your tired arms. "Steve, would you mind giving me a lift?" The man nodded wordlessly, grabbing his keys and cocking his head toward the door. You bid the Hendersons farewell and promised the young to return the next day.
The road home was filled with stolen glances on Steve's end and you pretended not to notice, simply keeping your gaze on the passing trees. "Look, (Y/N), I think it's time we talk about-"
"I'm fine." you interjected. "I don't need to talk about it."
The truth was, nearly a month had gone by since Eddie's passing and everyone seemed to be healing, everyone apart from you. Robin was busy with her new girlfriend, Nancy was busy with enrolling herself and Jonathan in her their dream college, Steve had been able to even go on a few successful dates. Hell, even the Hopper-Byers family was beginning to move on. The city was mending the cracks in the foundation, and life was beginning anew. But for you, every time you closed your eyes, you were back in that hell, the wrong side of Hawkins, being tormented by your guilt.
You were looking for someone to blame, someone to be angry with, someone to forgive. No matter how you looked at it, you couldn't rationalize leaving Eddie there to rot. The others should have passed him by was they were coming back through the trailer, they could have carried him. Nancy shouldn't have left you in charge of Max and the Sinclairs. Then you could have been there to fight off the bats. Eddie shouldn't have gone back, he should have just run.
Reaching your home, you nonverbally exited the car, ignoring Steve's attempts to get your attention. You just wanted to go back to sleep, even if it meant suffering through nightmares. You had long since lost the energy or will power to do anything else.
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You thrashed among stale bed sheets, stuck somewhere between cognizance and a bad dream. Erecting with a frustrated grunt, you reached over to your bedside table to rummage for a well used bottle of sleep aid and a half empty water bottle. After throwing the pills back, you scanned your darkened room, allowing the mess and clutter to seep into your consciousness. You noted that you should clean tomorrow, though, part of you knew that wouldn't happen.
Sighing, you laid back down on your left side, facing the wall, and closed your eyes, begging to drift off, and at some point you must have.
"Why did you leave me there?" You shot out of your position, eyes straining to search the abyss for signs of life. Did you really just hear that, or was it the beginning of a dream? You noticed a dreadful stench wafting in the air, like rot, and promised yourself to tidy up in the morning, before laying your head back down. "(Y/N)..." the siren called again, making you freeze. Before you had a moment to react, a mass hovering over you, chilling breath hitting your face in an angry pattern as it screamed in a distorted manner. "ANSWER ME."
This had to be a dream, or a hallucination, maybe a side effect of the medication. "You're not real," you breathed, terror eating you up. "Y-You're just a figment of my imagination. A result of my t-trauma." you reasoned. The school counselor told you that this could happen, and that if you could convince yourself that you were in control, you would be, and it would go away.
"Your trauma...?" the entity croaked. Suddenly, you felt a strong grip around your throat, claws threatening to sink into your supple skin, yet you persisted.
"It's just a dream," you told yourself, eyes screwed shut. "Just a fucked up memory of something that never happened." You were beginning to feel a bit dizzy, as if you if you were actually starting to suffocate, and instinctually, your raised your hands to try and defend against your attacker. As you skin reached their wrist, your blood ran cold. You weren't supposed to be able to to touch a hallucination. You cautiously ran your fingers up the void's arm, feeling a stiff fabric beneath, possible a sleeve cuffed with...chains. You became much more in tune with the scene unfolding around you as your vision darkened that much more. You could feel what you presumed to be hair tickling your face and adornments on the hand that strangled you.
"E-Eddie?" you suddenly asked, more in a beg, and the entity's grip loosened substantially. "Eddie is it really you...?" You felt the weight he held onto your lighten slightly as he allowed your hand to shakily travel to your nightstand to find the switch to your lamp. Flicking it on, you fell still at the sight before you; Eddie Munson, disfigured and battle torn, bleeding all over your sheets. His eyes no longer held that milk chocolate warmth you once adored, and in fact, had no color at all, simply a pair of onyx marbles following your every movement. You could see that his wounds from the previous month's events, the ones Dustin had informed you of were still wet and untended to.
"It's me," he finally said carefully, before feeling anger bubble in his chest again. "Now, answer my question. Why didn't you come back for me?"
You felt tears slip down your cheeks. "Eddie, I tried! The gate was closed, I didn't even know what happened until the others came back without you, I'm so sorry!" you sobbed, desperately grabbing for his jacket, to which he harshly pushed you away.
His cold eyes bored into yours as he looked you over. "You left me to die, (Y/N). I thought you cared about me."
"I do, Eddie, you have to believe me!" you plead. "I hate Nancy for sending me with Max instead of you, I hate myself for listening to her stupid plan!" you raved. "I hate everyone! I hate Robin for not letting me go back for you, and I hate Steve for refusing to bring you with them on their way out! I hate Dustin for hurting himself to try to get to you instead of running for help, and I hate Mike for not being there at all!" you paused to take in a shaky breath, engulfed in this raw emotion, before continuing, wiping tears from your eyes. "I hate Max and Lucas and Erica for needing me more than you did, but most of all..." You wept into his chest as he hesitantly closed his arms around you. "Most of all, I hate you..."
"Me...?" he mumbled, dumbfounded. All this time, he'd carried such distain for you, but he never thought you'd hold it for him too.
"I hate you for not running." you sniffled. "You didn't need to be a hero, everything would have gone fine if you did. And it didn't matter anyways, we still lost. Vecna still got to Max, and now she's in a coma she may never wake up from. Dustin broke his his leg trying to save you, and it's your fault." you rambled coldly, before gazing up at him. "You're death meant nothing, and all you did was hurt us."
As your adrenaline began to wear off, you realized you never thought you'd get the chance to say the words you just did. It felt nice to have closure, to be able to stop worshipping the idea of having Eddie back, and instead, make him understand the consequences of his actions. "So yeah," you muttered, pushing away from him. "I guess we did leave you there to die, but you put yourself there, and that was pretty selfish of you."
For the first time in a month, Eddie felt something that wasn't resentment. He felt...ashamed? But why? He died a hero, didn't he? It was at that moment, he became aware of his surroundings. Your bedroom was littered with dirty clothes, molded food and drink that you'd long since neglected to take to the kitchen. There was a vase of dead flowers on your dresser, ones that he'd recognized as the ones he'd given you before spring break, and now that the lamp illuminated you, he could see that your clothes with stained and worn many times over, and that your hair was coated in a layer of grease. That didn't make any sense, you had always been so tidy, why were you living in such filth? Was this...his fault?
"(Y/N)...when was the last time you showered?" he asked suddenly, making you fluster angrily.
"Why the hell does that matter, weren't you going to kill me anyways?" you barked back. "Besides, at least I don't have month long abrasions on my body."
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"Just take off your shirt so I can get you cleaned up." you huffed at him as he sat on the closed lid of your toilet. Reluctantly, Eddie began pulling various articles off himself, starting with the bandana that he'd once tied around his head to prepare for combat, following with his shirt. You timidly looked away as he pulled his shredded club shirt over his head, mess of coffee curls falling over his skin as he did.
You gingerly dabbed a few scrapes with a damp rag, preparing for him to wince, but to your surprise, he kept still. "Does that hurt?" you asked quietly, as not to alert your parents sleeping a few walls away.
"Nothing hurts anymore," he answered cryptically, staring ahead at nothing in particular. "'Cept the mental stuff." A beat of silence passed between you as to processed what he'd said.
"If that's the case, I think you should just shower. It'll be quicker that way, and I can wash your clothes during." you suggested, resisting studying his physique.
He nodded in agreeance. "Okay, but you gotta shower too, You smell like shit." he smiled a bit.
"And you smell like a busted freezer full of meat." you quipped, reaching on your toes for a few towels from the high cabinet. "Just..." you began, feeling that familiar, awkward feeling you always shared grow between you once again. "Drop your clothes outside the door, and I'll toss them in the wash. I think I've got something for you to change into in the meantime."
With that, you carefully closed the door, leaving Eddie alone with his thoughts. This was not how he planned this to go. He thought he'd have his Black Sabbath - Iron Man moment, where he'd crawl out of hell and slay everyone who ever did him wrong. He'd never considered that the people that left him behind were feeling the same abandonment that he was. As he stepped into the shower and turned the hot knob, he was almost startled by the heat of the water. It boiled against his injured skin, it would've hurt if he could feel pain. That was odd, he always enjoyed hot showers before; maybe he had been cold for so long he'd forgotten what warmth was, what it felt like to be comfortable.
Eddie surveyed your selection of washes, recalling the times he'd belittled you for using so many. Shampoo, conditioner, body wash, moisturizer, face wash- what was it all for again? He and Wayne always shared a 2-in-1, how was he supposed to use all this? Suddenly, his thoughts turned to his uncle and his brows furrowed. The one person who always believed in him, defended him, and he probably had no idea what actually happened. And what about Dustin? Was he really going to kill him, even after he'd hurt himself in an effort to save him? Why was he so intent to hurt the people who cared for him. It then dawned on him that perhaps, his mindset was a product of environment, or maybe he was given new life for a reason- a more heinous one at that.
While Eddie pondered the meaning of his existence in your bathroom, you busied yourself with collecting his clothes, as well as a few of your own, and tossing them into the washer, before cleaning up your room as best you could in the time you had. A part of you was deeply embarrassed to have someone you'd thought so highly of see you in such a state of depression. Halting for a moment, you picked your shirt from against your sweaty chest, before sniffing it and instantly regretting it. You did smell bad.
Just as you were about to go back about your task, you found yourself pivoting too sharply, knocking a glass of old water to the floor, shuddering at the sound it made as it shattered. Kneeling down, you carefully collected the pieces and disposed of them, deciding you'd slip into the bathroom, just to grab a towel to toss over the spill.
Gently, you rapped on the bathroom door, perhaps a bit too much so. "Eddie? I'm just gonna get a towel real quick, I won't look." you reassured before cracking open the door. You swiftly did as you promised not to, without purpose of course, but you were awestricken to find him just facing the shower head, back to you, just basking in the warmth of the droplets hitting his skin. You blushed and turned away, quickly rummaging through the cabinet to find what you needed, planning to exit without being noticed.
"(Y/N)?" Shit. You turned back to him, trying to avoid his gaze, finding him glancing at you over his shoulder.
"Y-Yeah?" you stuttered, still doing your best not to look at him.
"Do you wanna shower with me?" he asked softly. "I don't wanna be alone." You felt your heart skip a beat. This was definitely a dream.
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You faced his back as he faced the head of the faucet, luffa in hand, gingerly scrubbing grime from his flesh as he seemingly took inventory of his wounds. Neither of you spoke as you moved on to pouring shampoo into your palm and massaging it into his scalp, making sure to sort out any knots with your fingers. As he turned toward you to rinse it out, you turned away to lather your own hair. This went on until you'd cycled through all of your typical routine. "I'm sorry." he whispered suddenly.
"For what?" you asked, your words reverberating against the shower wall.
"Leaving you." he answered, shame laced in his voice.
"I forgive you." you smiled, neglecting to give him room to think there was a possibility that he hadn't done any wrong. "But you have to stay in Hawkins,"
"I can't." he stressed, his shoulders slumping against yours. "I have to go back, I wish I had a choice."
"Why?" you wondered aloud. "Are you afraid that nobody will accept you, or that you'll still be in danger?"
"Neither," he sighed. "Everyone will be in danger if I stay. I'll hurt people." he worried.
"That's ridiculous, Eddie, you're kind." you reassured him, instinctively turning to face him, only to find him doing the same. There could no longer be any secrets kept between the pair of you. You were both naked and on display for one another. "I know you could never hurt me, Eddie."
"That's not true," he argued. Things have changed, I've changed." his hands found homes on your shoulders, gripping them in hopes that you'd understand, before letting his stare fall downcast. "I'm a monster, (Y/N)."
"You are not a monster!" you scolded. "Why would you think that?"
"I wish I could show you..." he lamented, resting his head against your shoulder as warm water dripped from his hair and slid down your bare body.
"Then show me..." you whispered, desperate to understand. That awkward silence fell on you again, but this time more comfortable, like a wool blanket on a hot day, suffocating, but soft. Slowly, Eddie began to stand straight again, his hands finding your cheeks as he pressed the gentlest kiss you could ever imagine to your lips, inviting you to do the same. When you did, you instantly withdrew, finding him sharp as a goat head sticker. "W-What was that, did you bite me?" He shyly shook his head, looking anywhere but you as his fingers hooked into his cheeks and revealed two rows of jagged and yellowed pearls, punctuated by a pair of very prominent canines. "Your teeth are...different." you thought out loud, waiting for him to explain.
"You won't believe me if I tell you why." he stated flatly, removing his hands from his face and letting his lips fall back over his jaws.
"Tell me anyways." you insisted reaching up to touch where he just had.
Hesitantly, Eddie explained what had happened after he awoke, how Vecna had come to him and given him new life. He explained that ever since, he'd had an insatiable hunger, unfathomable strength and speed, and that the bats that once took his life, were now at his command. He had learned to not only live in the Upside Down, but thrive. For you, the last month was beginning to fall into place, and you were starting to piece together what had been happening to you.
"Have...you been haunting me?" the question shot out of your lips and into his flesh like a hollow point bullet. The answer was no, but it also wasn't as cut and dry as he would have liked it to be.
"Not exactly," he sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "But...I was aware."
"What do you mean ' aware'?" you pressured suspiciously.
"He's been tormenting you...but I was in on it. I'm so sorry, (Y/N)." Eddie confessed, knowing that he was the one who chose you to be targeted, and that it was the visage of himself being used against you. "I was angry, and he amplified that..."
"Master of Puppets...It was you! You were the one controlling me in my dream!" you discovered. "I can't believe I didn't realize sooner!" You began to shout, panicking him that your parents may hear, to which he slapped a damp hand over your mouth.
"I know, I know you're mad, but I can protect you now!" he whispered, unknowingly pressing you against the tile. He sighed tiredly, leaning against you and resting his head on your shoulder again. "I swear to God, I'll keep you safe."
Despite your anger with him, you felt desire brewing in your stomach, desire to have him as you always fantasized you would. Cautiously, you pushed him away, before tilting your head to catch his lips again, an action that he received well.
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Eddie buried himself into you as deeply as he possibly could, one of your legs hiked up over his shoulder, and his face in the crook of your neck, teeth crazing the supple flesh on your shoulder. Meanwhile, you held a pair of his fingers against your tongue, slurping on them to somewhat quiet. He steadily rocked into you, having no destination, or plan, just needing your warmth as close to him as possible, and reveling in the small sounds you made around his appendages. Occasionally, he'd whisper sweet nothings into your ear of how much he needed and missed you or how good you felt wrapped around him.
You found yourself in unadulterated bliss, having the man you'd pined over for years finally inside you, making love to you gently, his fangs threatening to sink into you. Primal and still unfamiliar urges tempted him to feed on your delicate throat but he resisted, the thought of potentially hurting or worse, killing you fending him off. As he thought, he failed to notice his pattern of thrusting slowing to a near stop, something you felt the need to comment on.
"You okay?" you asked breathlessly, chest heaving as you pulled your head from the wall. He nodded wordlessly, face hidden in your shoulder.
"I just don't want to hurt you." he whispered, panting a little from lack of energy. "I've been gone too long, just tired is all."
"Don't vampires get energy from food?" you asked, coming up with a terrible idea.
"I don't like being called that...but more or less." he confirmed, taking a second to rest.
"Sorry..." you trailed, feeling embarrassed about classifying him the way you had. "Well, um, maybe...I could-"
"No." he immediately pretested. "I'm not going to bite you. I'll just find something on the way home."
"But..." you insisted. "You don't have to take it all, right? You could just take a little bit..."
"I don't want to hurt you, babe." he reminded you, to your disappointment. "I-I couldn't forgive myself..."
You slyly tilted your head to the side and looked away, exposing delectable veins for him to fight with himself over. "What if I want you to hurt me...?" Eddie's breath caught in his throat before returning, this time heavier than before. It was obvious that he was starving for you, but was still holding himself back.
"I'm telling you, it's not a good idea," he pushed away slightly, eyes still locked on your throat. "I don't know if I'll be able to stop myself."
"Then I'll stop you." you reassured. "I promise I won't let anything bad happen."
With that assurance, and Eddie's lack of willpower, he slowly drew back into you, his nose gently nuzzling your shoulder as he held you carefully. He'd never bitten a human before, only bats and other small animals he came across in the Upside Down.
You couldn't deny that it was agonizing. The pain of the puncture seared to the fiber of your very being, but to some end, it was ecstasy. You could feel the vacuum of his mouth slurping your warm blood, and beyond that, it felt amazing to be so needed. Past the hurt, you felt something else happening within your body. Eddie's member, still within you began to pulse and slowly thrust, gaining momentum with each passing second.
Inside of him, he could feel energy restoring itself, his own blood flow increasing, and his arousal maximizing exponentially. He couldn't help but fuck into you while he still was able, clinging to you and using you, stealing your life away in all forms. Before long his pace and intensity became maxed out by human standards, and you felt a gargled moan bubble out of your chest at the swift progression.
You were ensnared within his arms, his jaw still locked on the side of your neck, and cunt still desecrated by his will, serving out his desires. You clenched yourself around him, purely out of instinct as your vision began to fade, a sign of his feed having begun to take too much of a toll on your body. You felt unable to bring yourself to stop him however, fearing that doing so would end his revenging your body.
His strained groans filled the bathroom, elevating in volume and guttural need, signaling his untimely and incoming climax. "Please, just hold out for me a bit longer..." you plead, dreading the ending of this pleasure, to no avail.
"Cumming, (Y/N), fuck, I'm cumming!" Eddie whined, withdrawing his fangs from your throat as he felt his essence overfill you. "I'm sorry," he sighed exhaustedly. "I'll make it up, I swear." he promised, using you as support once again.
"It's okay, baby," you cooed, dizzier than ever now. "I'm just glad your satisfied." Your head slumped against his, before you noticed his body sliding down yours. "What are you doing?"
"I'm gonna make you cum all over my face, pretty girl." he replied, sitting on his knees and delving into you, once again hiking your leg over his shoulder. He plunged a pair of fingers inside you before you could have time to protest, pumping into your sex, his fingers becoming sticky with what he left behind. To accompany this sensation, he flattened his tongue over your coated mound to find what area soothed you the most, before zeroing in on it.
One of your hands rested against the wall beside you, and the other tangled itself into his hair, forcing him to stay put, not that he minded. Shortly, your own orgasm crashed against you, having not had long to go before. You were brought to a shuddering, loud, and messy end by him, the man you'd longed for for so long. With all of your adrenaline draining from your body, you began to slide town the tile, to which he laughed and held you up as your vision finally darkened, for good this time.
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You awoke some time later, how much by, you couldn't be sure. Memories cam flooding back to you, and for a moment, you could have mistaken it for a wild lucid dream, if not for the stinging soreness still present in your shoulder. Reaching up to graze your fingers across it, you found soft, clean gauze when your impacted skin should have been. Just out of your peripheral, you could make out a lump in your sheets, matching up with the pattern of breathing you noticed hitting the back of your neck. Rolling over as much as you could without upsetting your injury, you found Eddie, sleeping soundly behind you, still lacking clothes. Upon realizing this, you frisked yourself, finding that you were enveloped in comfortably loose clothes. Did he dress you?
Regardless, you were simply glad to have him back, and in love with you, none the less. You felt sanguine as you drifted off, nestled in his arms, feeling as if everything now was still and alright, and what ever was left could be handled in the morning, just like your messy bedroom.
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⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ࿐ྂ
okay my babes, here is the new and improved kinktober masterlist!! i’ve condensed the character list considerably due to the crippling intensity of my stranger things hyperfixation but i hope you all like it regardless! i’m super excited<3
please like and rb if you can to boost!!
tagging a few mutuals for reach: @fleurfairie @crybabybf @creelteeth @morwap @alexdaydreams @etherealfaer1e @thefreakofhawkins86 @sapphireplums @kissitbttr @lovewheeler @decadentpaperduck @hauntinghawkins
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔬𝔫𝔢 cnc -> eddie munson
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔬 kidnapping + stockholm syndrome -> eddie munson + steve harrington
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢 breeding kink -> steve harrington
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔣𝔬𝔲𝔯 brat taming -> steve harrington
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔣𝔦𝔳𝔢 squirting -> bully!eddie munson
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔰𝔦𝔵 mask kink -> ghostface!steddie
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔰𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 aphrodisiacs -> steve harrington
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 overstimulation -> bully!eddie munson + best friend!chrissy cunningham
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔢 corruption kink -> nancy wheeler
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔢𝔫 daddy kink -> jim hopper
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 hate fucking -> eddie munson
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔳𝔢 somnophilia -> eddie munson and nancy wheeler
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫 throat training -> eddie munson
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔣𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫 yandere -> perv!eddie munson + perv!jonathan byers
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔣𝔦𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫 dom/sub dynamics [sub!daddy] -> steve harrington
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔰𝔦𝔵𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫 ball worship -> eddie munson
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔰𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫 phone sex -> steve harrington
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫 sensory deprivation -> chrissy cunningham
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫 orgasm denial -> jim hopper
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶 dacryphilia -> steve harrington
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔬𝔫𝔢 threesome -> eddie munson and steve harrington
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔱𝔴𝔬 non-con -> perv!eddie munson + perv!jonathan byers
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢 breath play -> bully!eddie munson
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔣𝔬𝔲𝔯 hypno play -> perv!eddie munson + perv!jonathan byers + perv!steve harrington
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔣𝔦𝔳𝔢 impact play and sadism -> bully!eddie munson
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔰𝔦𝔵 primal and pet play -> eddie munson and steve harrington
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔰𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 anal -> eddie munson
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 bondage -> nancy wheeler
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔢 blood kink and monsterfucking -> vampire!eddie munson
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔶 public sex -> jonathan byers
𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔶-𝔬𝔫𝔢 orgy -> eddie munson, steve harrington, nancy wheeler, robin buckley, chrissy cunningham
#eddie munson x y/n#steve harrington x you#jonathan byers x reader#nancy wheeler x fem!reader#robin buckley x fem!reader#chrissy cunningham x reader#kinktober masterlist#kinktober#smut#chrissy cunningham smut#eddie munson smut#steve harrington smut#jonathan byers smut#nancy wheeler smut#robin buckley smut
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”NO NEED TO BE JEALOUS SWEET BOY”
NEEDY!JEALOUS!SUB!JONATHAN BYERS x
MEAN!BIMBO!DOM!BLACK!READER
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r is a little mean not really but yk, dom!r/sub!j, calling self dumb/stupid, racist/sexist talk?, face riding, babying r and j, praising/downgrading kink, marking kink, claiming kink kinda?, j is insecure, a whole lotta jealousy, different positions, bubbly!r (BIMBO BEHAVIOR) ma'am/mama kink,, r is a little bit bipolar and hot-headed, r is in control for the most part, little bit of yandere Jonathan, pleasing and pleasure, pet names such as; good boy, sweet boy, baby, my love and mines.
YOU WERE IN THE HALLWAY OF HAWKINS HIGH, TALKING TO A FRIEND, Barbara Holland; you guys were talking about the last grades you've gotten in Mr. Rollins History class.
"Honestly, I might just go jump off of Bellwood Quarry.." you mumbled looking in your locket,
"Y/N don't say stuff like that." Barbara called out which made you feel even more dumb, you rolled your eyes.
"Right, sorry." You whispered with a attitude a bit, "I just hate his class, I'm starting to think he just pick on me.., what if he is a racist?" you started going on, "He probably can't stand seeing a black women be successful, you know-he could be a racist and a sexist!"
"I don't know about all of that, but maybe?"
Just as you closed your locket, and turned around you were met with a couple of popular boys,
"Hey Y/N?" the one named Riley started, as he friends followed behind him.
You rolled your eyes before looking at him and giving off a bubbly smile, "What do you want, Riley.."
He smirked your way before reaching a hand out to touch the fat exiting from your fishnets, you squirmed away from his touch before Barbara slapped his hands away.
"Don't you dare touch a girl without her permission."
He looked at her with angry eyes before he spat at her, "Who do you think your talking to, who even are you-leave."
You could tell by his voice he wasn't playing, he was dead serious.. you hoped and prayed that Barbara would stay and she did.
"Bara.. just go."
Just as you seen the fire in his eyes and his mouth about to open again you quickly pushed Barbara away telling her you’d met her in the cafeteria, which she disliked but did it anyways.
“Thank you, Y/N, I just wanted to ask you to help me with the essay.. right like you said you will.” He said soft but seriously, you sighed and nodded as he winked at you and kissed your cheek.
And then started to walk ahead.
Just as you let out a breath you turned to see Jonathan looking at you, sorrow eyes but filled with anger and disgust.
"Jonathan!"
Just as you called out his name he turned and looked at you for another second before moving along and rushing into a empty classroom.
You head went empty as dropped your book into your locker slam the mini-door and ran towards the classroom, "Jonathan?"
As you got walked further into the classroom where were a breath on your back causes all of the hairs on your body to raise.
"Jesus.. J you scared me!"
Just as you were turning around you felt him grab ahold of your hand, tightly twisting you around as you were met by his forehead press against yours.
"Hi, Jon." you said calm and sweetly, he pulled you closer wrapping his arms around you.
Laying his head on your shoulder as you giggle at the open mouth kisses he was laying onto your neck.
"Can you stop playing and let me know what's wrong?" you giggle to him as he is nose brushed off of your skin.
"Why does he always come and talk to you.. like sitting by you in class-aka my seat and kissing you cheek and winking at you??"
The questions sinked into your for a while, you started to realize his voice was breaking as he was till trying to stay calm but was getting angry and flustered at the thought of him with you.
"I don't know J.. I don't think it's that serious."
"No, no.. he can't-he's just trying to take you away from him." he said while looking down on the floor disgusted by you not noticing the little things..
"J?" you reached for his hand as he moved his away from yours.
You carried your hand towards his face cupping his cheeks as you forced him to look into your eyes.
"Jonathan.., baby?" his eyes were place all around the room as you were trying your best to get his attention, "Baby.. there is no need to be jealous sweet boy."
"No.. I want you to stay.. your mines?"
"I'm always yours, never still stop being yours." you said as he patted his cheek twice.
Just as the words came out your mouth you can see the more lovable and lust full up his eyes, he blinked once before pressing his forehead against yours once more.
His breathing increase as you wrapped your arm around his waist.
You always knew he loved to be babied and you were the only one to do that for me.
You breathed slowly watching him very closely almost forgetting how to breath as you caught a deep breath as his lips were finally touching yours.
You immediately respond to the kiss, pulling at his hair was he eyes shot back open just as his mouth did looking into your devil eyes.
Your fingers all attached to his scalp, as his hands gripped onto your shirt so closely wanting more of you and need it desperately.
Chuckling into the kiss even more as you gripped his shoulders and jump, lashing your legs around his waist as he quickly wrapped the arm around your hips holding you still.
Just as he was losing his balance to busy worked about you can craving more, he pushed desks together as you both fell on top of it, he stop caught his breath and crashed his lips against yours for the 2nd time, over and over on repeat,
Feeling him touch all upon your body you intended to giggle and laugh craving him just as much as he is craving you.
His kissed went from your lips to all over your neck, and on your collarbone, he pulled at your button-up shirt before looking up at you with his buried lips and a small smile.
You smiled and pulled him up to you kissing him lustfully on his lips before nodding, "Yes baby,, show me how much you want me to only be yours!"
He unbuttoned your shirt and gave you kiss on your chess and the middle of your breast before he asked you to lift up a little,
Just as you did what you were asked you felt his hands crawling on your body as he got your shirt fully off and unclipped your bra slowly before gripping onto your skirt and the liner of your fishnets.
You nodded once more before he kissed your belly button and your waistline dragging your skirt down your legs, making your squirm around at the exposer of your unclothed clit rubbing against the fishnets so closely which was most definitely leaving marks.
He backed away just as he admired your body for a minute or more, before taking off his shirt, and hovering over you as his belt was dropped to the floor.
Just as he gotten closer to you and kissed your stomach, you wrapped your legs around his shoulders.
"Mm..not that, you have to tell me what you want baby, okay?" you told him.
Jonathan just started to whine, as he tried to kiss the bottom half of your stomach once more but you trapped his hand.
All he could whimper and whine, he wanted to tell you so bad but no words were forming nor coming at.
"Jonathan." you called out to him just as his name but he just couldn't respond at all.
"Maybe, if I shove my pussy in your face you'll start speaking?" You questioned him just as he nodded a little, "Ain't that are J-baby?"
"You just a little pussy-drunk, sweet boy"
As the word came out of your mouth, you loosen up a bit, pushing Jonathan onto his knees and sliding your body to the edge to the table just as your legs were onto your shoulders.
His arms wrapped around my hips while licking your slit, looking up at you with pleasing eyes.
You moaned to him as you smiled and nodded as he sucked your clit, rocking your hips back and force on his face grinding that nub against his nose to add yourself more pleasure.
Back arching as his tongue entered you caused you both to moan as you pushed back against him.
Feeling yourself get closer and closer to your orgasm, your hands reach for his hair as you got him closer, pulling at his hair and all.
You were going to cum, and he knew you were as well.
"Im gonna cum.. honey oh goodness-where do you want it?" you asked in a whining whisper,
He moaned against your private before licking and sucking more wanting you to cum so badly.
“J-jonathan !” gripping onto his hair as you yelp, pulling him away.
“Stop being so naughty as answer me, okay..” you said harsh a bit as you seen him
He pouted looking up at you, as you slapped his face a little wanting him back to reality.
'Yes ma'am, sorry ma'am." he whimpered looking up at you as you smiled and move your hand from his red cheek to the top of his head.
He moaned at the patting of his head and the feeling of you messing and pulling at his hair, just for a moment staring at his glossy lips that were filled with you juices you had a idea.
"I'm gonna cum all over you face, okay baby?" you added as he nodded, "Maybe I'll even make you walk out this classroom with my juices upon your face, huh?"
He just moaned loudly at your words, trying to push himself back between you legs to hind his face, but you didn't let him at all.
"Please.. mama-sorry!" you smiled at his mistake and chuckle, before pulling him by his hair to face you.
"Say it again.." you whispered in his ear.
"Please?"
"No you know what I'm talking about, say it again or you won't cum." you demanded to him as he whimpered at the gripping of his hair.
"Im sorry mama.. Im sorry!"
You were in awe for a second, empty minded and do hungry for him now, "Get me to cum on your face right now, and then ill let you fuck me.. and maybe I'll cum in that mouth of your again after."
He slimed before kissing your shoulder and gripping you lower waist before pushing his darken dick against your unclothed cunt.
"Better get to work but you have blue balls."
Just as that was said you pushed him back down to his knees as he gripped your legs and thighs with one hand and the other he was palming himself, secretly but you didn't care.
You wanted to be mean and embarrass him with all of your cum on his face as he leaves out the room.
But then the other half of you wanted him to know he was yours and that you were only his and you loved him more then anything.
You mind could go empty and the only person that would still be in there is Jonathan he was your top idea, top accomplishment, he was your success, he was what you needed and what you want.
Your head fell back as you felt him rolling the fishnets around your clit as he sucked onto both, making you melt onto the desks.
"Close.. close!" You were closed to cumming and close to him bring the emptied minded bimbo out of you,
you just knew, and you could feel that this was going to be a mega orgasm.. you can tell by how he was eating you like a starving man.. you were going cum hard,, and mean it.
Just after your mind started going blink as you felt him slide two fingers inside of you curling them up repeatedly bring you closer to the climax.
"Please-Ahh! oh-oh Jonathan baby-oh my godddd! Aaaaghh~-" you grip his hair as you started to shake and grind onto his head, brushing his nose near your entrance and rolling off of the nub as he suck harsh and quickly onto your clit,
"Out.. Im gonna cum.. let me cum in on your face,, out-aaaaAh~~ please!" you moaned as your eyes gotten burry and you couldn't see nothing be Jonathan between your legs and the sounds of him lapping you up and down, quicker, faster and more and more.
He pulled his fingers out just as you told him, just as you came straight onto his face with a loud cry, with a mixture of a whimper and moan, so much pleasure just in a little amount of time.
You body fell back unto the table of the desk just as you groan from the pain, but moan at the pleasure as Jonathan was still lapping up all of your juice not leaving a single leak.
Just as you whined for him to give you a break you were in a different positive, 'mixed missionary',
As he kissed your neck, and upon your shoulder to your cheek, and then you lips you just wanted more and more.
"Please hurry.." and when that was said from you he pushed in cock into your warm wet and sloppy cunt.
Both of you feeling each others pulse, and moaning at the pleasure, one of your legs wrapped around his back, pushing him further inside of you,
While the other is wrapped up on his legs holding on tight as you hands are on his shoulders pulling him closer as they met once you get them around his upper chess.
Pressing his thin-harden nipped against your larger breast, adding more pleasure.
You kissed him as he quickly reposed by entering his tongue into your mouth, "Please.. mama-can I-ah~ mama please!"
He moaned into your mouth as you tap his tongue with yours, letting them both collide causes you both to moan and cling to each other more and more.
Jonathans placed his hand on the back of your head and make you tilt your head to the side a little, as you guys were full on French kissing, making out moaning back and forth into each others mouths.. pulling away closely as he held your head against his forehead,
needing to feel you breath, and see the pleasure in your eyes.
There were a few more peck here and there as he pull out, making you cling to nothing but a enough hole, just as he slams back into you making that moan come out very loudly as he laughed as your mouths brush against each other before doing it again.
You mind was going empty, you could think about anything, it was just the sound of skin slapping and the sight of Jonathan above you, pleasing you, and you letting him know you were all of his.
He didn't even bother going at a slow pace in the beginning he hit hard and fast thrusts, looking deeply into your eyes as he pressed another kiss upon your lips to make sure you were comfortable.
"God-Jonathan.., stop worrying about me-be a good boy and cum for your on good,, love ahh~!" you spoke soft to him as you kissed him once more, as he whimpered to you.
One last kiss before he place you head into his left hand and moved his right to add pleasure to your clit, you moaned and whined at the movement from under, and tried to push and run away.
"Please-ahh~ I don't think I can hold it... again.. again~ Aaaah~!" You babbled
You were going anything, your body started to twitch just as you called out for Jonathan he pushed back away from you just as you squirted onto your lower stomach and his dick and lower chess.
He moaned in surprise as he left you squeeze him inside of you pushing him deeper as the juices form you pussy leak and rushed onto him just as he thrusted more and you squirted more and more until you came onto his dick.
Jonathan head fell back as he pulled away, while pulling out and cumming onto your wet sweaty fishnets and belly.
"Did I do good mama?" he asked with sparkles in his eyes as you panted and nodded your head.
He sat your up, onto the edge of the desk once again as he gotten back onto his knees and kissed your thighs and biting wanting to mark you, and to hear you voice.
"I love you sweet boy.. okay?" you stated looking down at him, "Im yours and your mines,,"
He nodded his head as he opened his mouth waiting for you to do something, which you did.
You placed your fingers into your dripping hole, and took a scoop on before placing it into his place, letting him suck them clean.
"Open, my love.. open your pretty mouth for me." you said to him as he obeys, just as his mouth was fully open you spat into it smiling down at him as he melted into you thighs,
Just as you spat down your belly telling it travel to your wet cunt and placed two of your finger down to mix it in as you and Jonathan stared at each other the whole time.
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