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berry-loves-yandere · 2 years

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Hello Angel!

Could you please write for Stranger Things x a very attractive and popular reader who has a bad-tempered boyfriend who is rich and popular? Thanks in advance for your time and for writing such wonderful things.

Okay. It's official, I'm a sucker for sweet nicknames and compliments.

Cause like fr, the 'angel' nickname and ending compliment made me blush a little.

And I'll be doing this request for Robin, Jonathan, Gareth and Eddie since I feel like it fits their characters best.

Yandere Stranger Things with attractive and popular (AFAB) darling with an angry, popular and rich boyfriend:

Characters: Jonathan Byers, Gareth Emerson, Robin Buckley, and Eddie Munson

Warnings: Stalking, manipulation, obsessive behaviours, possessive behaviours, kidnapping, unhealthy mindset, abuse mentions, blackmail, isolation, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT

Jonathan Byers:

📸 He’d definitely stare at his darling all the time in the car or during their shared classes

📸 If his darling is on the cheer squad, he has an excuse to take pictures of her

📸 He would stalk his darling, trying to get non-explicit and explicit photos of her

📸 However, the more he stalks observes his darling, he notices the hostility his darling’s boyfriend has towards her

📸 He’ll notice how the forced his darling’s smile is around her boyfriend or how her expression would drop for a split second

📸 Eventually he works up enough confidence to talk to his darling

📸 Once they’re somewhat friends he’d ask her about her boyfriend in private

📸 His darling would break down once he says the words “I just wanna make sure you’re okay.”

📸 As a sobbing mess, his darling would reveal that her boyfriend was forcing the relationship on her since her dad worked in her boyfriend’s dad’s company and her father could be fired if she broke up with him

📸 Jonathan would manipulate his darling in this fragile state to just talk with him whenever she was upset about something like this

📸 He would continue doing this until soon he was basically his darling’s boyfriend and he would be so proud of himself for doing so

Gareth Emerson:

🥁 Gareth would likely admire her beauty from afar during school even though the rest of Hellfire would make fun of him for it

🥁 He would continue that until they were partners for a science project

🥁 During that time they would become an unlikely pair of friends through surprisingly shared interests

🥁 He knew about her boyfriend and his reputation for having a very, very short fuse

🥁 He would notice how sometimes there were small bruises on his darling’s legs or arms

🥁 He wanted to believe that she was okay and that these were just from bumping into things or being clumsy but that wasn’t the case

🥁 His confirmation of this was when one day she came over to Gareth’s house with a swelling black eye and multiple scratches on her face

🥁 He would help keep her away from her abusive boyfriend no matter how much she protested and said she was fine, he knew she wasn’t

🥁 He’d be super overprotective of her, not caring that people shot him nasty looks

🥁 He wants nothing more than to protect his darling whom he adores

Robin Buckley:

🎺 Robin would probably accidentally bump into her darling and repeatedly apologize until her darling snaps her out of it

🎺 Eventually this would continuously happen until her darling managed to apologize first and offer to go get milkshakes as an apology

🎺 They would become friends and Robin would already know about her darling’s boyfriend since he was known by the outcasts as a somewhat protective-angry guy who was kind of nice to them

🎺 As they become closer, her darling would feel safe enough with Robin to trust her with the secret that she’s a lesbian and that her boyfriend is actually just a good friend of hers who also knows her secret and is acting as her boyfriend

🎺 Robin would rant for a little bit before revealing that she too, is a lesbian

🎺 The two would date in secret with her darling’s “boyfriend” being their #1 shipper and protector

Eddie Munson:

🎸 Eddie is just a lovesick loser who continuously confesses his love to his darling only to get beat up by her boyfriend

🎸 He didn’t care about the beat downs or how disturbed his darling was by every “love” letter or “love” declaration

🎸 He would be slightly upset when Hellfire would discourage him from continuing to harass his darling

🎸 He’d also be very jealous by how affectionate his darling was with her boyfriend

🎸 Soon his jealously would completely consume him, causing him to kidnap his darling and hide her in Reefer Rick’s house since he was still in jail for selling drugs

🎸 He would always drug her food and water to make sure she was happy in his presence

🎸 Overall, he just a little creep

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collectivecloseness · 2 months

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okay but imagine one of the yandere fruity four (let’s say Nancy, because she’s been a bit of an example used before poor girl) just snaps and kidnaps you, without thinking about it or consulting the rest of the group. And obviously now all of them have to deal with the repercussions of her actions

Anon I am kissing you on the mouth late for valentines thank you

Things like this are so interesting though! Because if you saw Nancy kidnapping you, and she takes you to the others, home, fuck yes they are so pissed at Nancy, but now they can’t let you go. Because you saw Nancy, one of them, and they can’t put her, or any of their family (you, too, are part of their family) in danger.

So okay, you are joining the family this way. They prepared for this scenario anyway.

Of course they thought they’d have more time, because just... up and taking you would have been a last shot, if after they courted you you still said no- you weren’t sure, or you couldn’t because of some horrible reason restricting your choice :(. They would have helped you through that last alternative anyway, because they love you <3

Not all of them even thought down the taking you path... Well okay actually, all of them did, some of them would have just been a lot quieter about it than others. And some definitely would have only had it as their last, last, very last option if they were that desperate and there was nothing else they could do for you... But you’re here now. They love you. They’ll make it work, as best as they can for you. You deserve that, after everything you’ve been put through now, at the very least.

You deserve everything.

So now not only were you betrayed by one friend, but when you see your other friends, you realise you’ve been betrayed by all of them. All four of your best friends, all of them were lying to you, all of them had this crazy thing about you behind your back together, all of them were going to hurt you by keeping you here, and protect each other instead...

Like I said, the other three are pissed when Nancy tells them what she’s done. Eddie tried to run straight upstairs for you, to the spare room Nancy put you in, that they were all planning to be your room eventually anyways. But she grabs him so hard he nearly breaks his leg, gripping onto the bannister and being yanked down those first couple of steps.

Even Robin’s trying to push past, standing up to Nancy for one of the first proper times, at least physically, as she uses her height to stand practically chest to chest with Nancy, and demand she let her and Eddie go to you right now, and to not mess anything up anymore. Robin’s face serious, and dark, and pissed, as she looms in front of Nancy, a way she’s never been before, not to one of the others.

But Nancy begs everyone to listen first. She’s in tears shortly into her argument, her defence more of an apology than anything, and speeching a stance of what they can all do next, to keep this all together. She knows she fucked up. And Nancy usually doesn’t cry when trying to debate something. But Nancy knows what a whole mess this thing is, and it is entirely her fault; no one else to blame but her this time. She doesn’t want to lose the others either. And she can’t lose you, hopefully if the others stay with her, they’ll help you come back around to her too...

But when the other three first burst into your room, they are in shock.

Yeah they knew you were up here. God, they were practically scratching layers beneath their skin and bouncing the floorboards into dust, knowing you were tied up and frightened and all alone up there, but they were taking forever to talk downstairs. A family meeting without you... the last time that’ll happen, they swear okay? ...Apart from the ones where you don’t need to know something that will just upset you.

Immediately they’re running forwards and untying you. Nancy practically had your whole body bound in rope, she was really panicking after hitting you over the head and deciding to just take you.

Shock still on their faces as Eddie undoes your ear muffs and scarf blindfold from Nancy’s winter wear, wanting you to find your senses, caring about you more than anything else right now. He needs you to not be even more frightened, panicked, to know it’s him and you’re safe now and this will never happen to you again - it shouldn’t have. His hands brushing your cheeks as he removes them. His face tender and soothing and heightened with adrenaline, taking this so so seriously as he frees you, let’s you get your senses back. Keeps his hands stroking your cheeks as you see him, because you know Eddie will keep you safe.

Steve apologising profusely and promising you’re alright over and over, as he immediately moves to assessing the rope situation. Deciding to just cut them all with a pocket knife in his jeans, instead of having you in them for five more seconds. Taking it out and being thankful he has all his family here, because as you notice it’s them, your friends, coming to save you, once Eddie’s freed your eyes, you settle down enough so Steve won’t nick you, as he quickly gets to work. Fuck all this rope, Nancy shouldn’t need any more anyway, she shouldn’t be doing anything by herself anymore if she’s hurting you, and all of you, like this!

Robin breaking Eddie’s handcuffs Nancy stole that are tying you to the your bedpost, while you lay on the floor all wrapped up. She doesn’t even really know how she does it in the end. She just acts quick and makes sure not to hurt your wrist. Permanently breaking something belonging to Eddie’s personality that Nancy had twisted and used to victimise you... Robin could really mess with her right now. But at least once it’s done, it’s easier for Steve, dealing with all that rope. Used just for you, someone who wouldn’t hurt anyone. And you’ve been laying on the carpeted floor with your whole body tied up and senses stolen, with nothing even coating your injured head...

All their eyes wet and terrified and loving and soothing and deep in yours. Eddie holding your face as his dark puppy eyes stay closest to yours, walking you through some calming talk as he holds you. Steve promising he’s getting you out right now and shushing you as he says you’re okay, every time he feels it’s safe enough to look up from his knife, task oriented. Robin joining Steve the second she’s broken the cuffs, her blue eyes less teary and so determined, because she is deep in protective mode right now, letting you know when it’ll be over soon.

As soon as you see the others, especially with their shock, their runs to free you, their soothing and apologetic and horrified words, all you can think is thank god. You’re trying to tell them Nancy has suffered some kind of episode, even though you’re sure they already know that. Nancy wasn’t in this room, and they all knew where you were, they were still just shocked to see you like this.

As soon as they’ve got you free, you leap forward, and because of positioning alone, Steve is the first one you hug. He practically lifts you upright, back onto your feet, the moment he hugs you back, even if it does take him a second before he does so.

Steve sniffles as he hugs you, his toned arms shaking but not from the effort of those ropes. His cheek pressed to yours, as he blinks tears down his face, being brushed away by your hair as he lets you sink into his protective hold. Thanking him, hugging one of your best friends, because he saved you, like you knew he would.

Steve hugs you back, because he’s your hero briefly, and he’s aware this will be the last time you’ll hug him for a while. Any of them. Last time you’ll hug them like this, like the you who you still are, for a while. Steve doesn’t want you to change, Nancy shouldn’t have-

He knows this new arrangement will take some getting used to. For all of them. Especially because you probably are going to change as a person, as someone they all know, they love for who you are. But it’s okay, of course they’ll love you anyway, no matter what.

You tell them again about Nancy suffering some sort of break, clearly something is very wrong with her mental health you say, and they all say they know, which you assume they did as they knew where to find you. They’re all relishing in these last few seconds with you, mourning the normal future they know they could have had with you, by keeping their hands on you while they can right now

Steve rubbing your shoulders with his thumbs, his hands grounding you there with comfort and strength, after you pulled back from the hug. Eddie cupping your cheek and neck, still so close by, his other ringed hand cradling through your hair, and biting his lip as he tries not to think about next time he’ll be able to do this again. Robin rubbing your back up and down, her hand resting on your hip like it usually is with you, knowing she’s lost that normalcy, one type of relationship with you now.

And then you realise that all four of your friends are kidnapping you now. They’re all insane. What the fuck have they been thinking about you this entire time? Why are they doing this now? They’ve untied you from your restraints, Steve is nearly on his knees whilst keeping his hands on your shoulders, as he begs you to believe you’ll never be restrained again, but explains they’re still locking you in this room for now.

Stealing you in Steve’s slightly soundproofed house, with no neighbours in viewable distance through the trees of Hawkins around.

At least the house you were to be kept prisoner in was very lovingly built by the architect... The way out of Steve’s house was a straight line, a path easy for anyone facing that way to spot. Easy for them to see anyone leaving on. If no one came to the front door, and knowing - or rather not knowing what these four were capable of - you’re sure they’d be able to keep people away, then there’s no way you’d be spotted. And while Steve hadn’t soundproofed the house or anything dramatic like that, it did keep sound well. It kept everything in well. Which was unfortunate for you.

Begging one of them to be on your side. Doing so as soon they forlornly tell you what’s going to happen now, for the first couple of days. Like for Robin or Eddie to help you. You’re very quickly trying to refigure out your friends. But they don’t. They don’t let you free. They don’t get you the phone. They want you to know they are on your side, they tell you they don’t want you to feel like you’re all on your own, but you say that you are, because they won’t help you.

They sadly trot away, closing your door behind you, to respect you and your boundaries. Sulking away upset, even if they do understand. But if making them upset that they’re making you feel this way helps you get out, then good! But also they should feel upset! They should feel guilty!

You’ll tell them how abandoned and alone you feel, that neither of them are supporting you, you can’t trust them to be by your side, and they can’t promise you it’s untrue, because you have all this evidence to throw in their face, or to tearily testify with. They say they’ll do anything else for you, anything in the world. Even though every single thing you ask for the first day they say no to.

Nancy begging you not to blame/be mean to the others. But what else can you respond with other than actually you will keep doing so, as they are just as complicit as her because they are keeping you here.

“Do you know the law Nancy? They will also be thrown away for kidnapping. You definitely shouldn’t go for that position as a crime reporter, if you don’t know the law.”

The ‘will’ hurts Nancy. As if you really do want them all sent away to prison. Like you’d try to do that to them if they gave you that bit of freedom right now. Like you’re planning on it happening.

You don’t want Nancy to get that stupid promotion. You don’t exactly care how she feels about herself, unless it’s guilty enough to set you free... or upset enough to hurt- Unless it affects your chances of getting out of here unharmed, you couldn’t give one about her feelings.

“Also fuck you.” Is the other thing you say to Nancy. Right before she leaves you to yourself again.

They try to give you privacy, but also keep you at a level of interaction with them like before. Just like before Nancy hurt you - they are really apologetic for that, and really are glad you let them take care of your poor minor head injury. A similar amount of time that you’d interact with them everyday, before you lived with them. So you weren’t going through too many changes, and so you weren’t scared each time they did breach your new bedroom. They want you to feel normal, they really really do.

Steve mentioned to you about two weeks in, when he came in to chat with you like they all do, that if Nancy gets some promotion she’s working towards, it’ll mean more funds in the household for everyone! He says it while practically bouncing on your- the bed, with a smile. Although he quickly gets that expression on his face, the one you used to think was dorky and endearing, where he realised he may have messed up while speaking, and he quickly rectifies that of course that’s not to say anything negative about you now also pulling from the household pot, and that they’re very happy to have you, they’ve always been planning for that; especially since they know you really wanted that break because you were so burned out, so they were gonna give it to you with all their financial support. All their support in the world. Also, the amount they used to buy you gifts, or nights out, or pay for gas to see you, you were always a part of the pot anyway.

You tell Steve to go away, before he can smile for a second time today. It is very rare any of them smile, in this first week or two they have you. Sometimes they forget things aren’t like they used to be. Or they try to treat things like normal, to help you transition. But you definitely weren’t smiling, and they knew, no matter how much the fact made them want to claw their own hearts out, they knew they were the reason why. So they didn’t really feel any reason for them to smile. Not so far anyway.

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love-toxin · 1 year

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Yandere fruity four have a whole thing where they cannot see you bleed, not after what happened in the upside down. So when you fall over playing tag with Robin and Eddie outside and get a smallish cut on your leg, all four of them go crazy. They baby you to death and back

* rubs my little rat hands together *

cws: yandere fruity four, blood, minor/major injuries, scars, !!PTSD!!, angelface has aquaphobia, mental illness, trauma flashbacks, panic attacks, choking, drowning, near-death experiences, very mild emetophobia, mild self-deprecation, post-s4, gn!reader.

One of the first days that you wake up and feel that things are back to normal is in June of 1987. The sun is coming out properly now and brightens the yard with soft, summer rays, the grass is growing in enough to start being trimmed, and it's far too warm to stay in bed for longer than an hour past your usual alarm. Indiana isn't too hot yet, so when you crack open the windows to get a breath of fresh air, you're greeted by a comfortably cool breeze that cuts the warmth radiating off the ground.

Much better than the cold and the snow that kept you inside, although that wasn't the only reason. The world beyond the Harrington's front yard is still a little too scary to breach--but you've got a good amount of space to work with, so long as you stay away from the pool and the woods around the back. It's been drained for a while now though, and Steve reassured you he has no plans to fill it back up.

That first day is a good day, it's refreshing. The next week skirts by with a stream of good things piling in; you all built up the firepit to roast marshmallows, Eddie bought a sprinkler at a garage sale, Nancy and Robin have started buying seasonal fruits and cutting them up to make little salads. There's not much you have to worry about with your new life, but there are obstacles--and you're happy to say you've overcome one when you're especially full of confidence one afternoon, and peek into the garage to ask if Eddie can bring the sprinkler out. Obviously he says yes, a smile on his face as he tugs his gloves off and rolls out from beneath the van, excitedly grabbing the hose and hooking it in so he can take it out and set it up on the front lawn.

You were planning just to run it and watch, maybe stick your hands or toes in to cool off, but Robin comes running down the stairs with a giddy grin and jumps right through it--and at her shriek of it being so cold, you and Eddie both join in to try it and end up running around on the wet grass, laughing and flicking water at each other like children. It's not terrifying like you thought it would be, and you don't immediately break down like you did the first few months of taking showers after the watergate incident. It's the first time in a long time you've been so carefree. It's been even longer since you've thought of a moment as a memory you want to keep forever, of Eddie grabbing you from behind and kissing your cheek under the cool spray, and of you and Robin holding hands and shrieking as he picks the sprinkler up and chases you with it. That feeling ends, though, when you slip on the grass and tumble to the ground with her in tow, a sharp twang of pain running up the side of your calf from nowhere.

"You guys okay?" Eddie calls out, dropping the sprinkler and walking over to where you're laid out on your back, Robin scrambling to sit up at your side like she hadn't also fallen victim to the slippery ground.

"Yeah, I'm good--just fell!" You manage a lighthearted giggle, because that pain you felt is already dull, and you're sure it was just a twig or something that scratched you.

"You're bleeding," But Robin's voice tremors, her dulled and painted nails hovering over your calf as you bend your knee to pull it up. Disbelief runs through you at first--but with a glance and a double take, you realize she's right. You've got a long, thin cut up the side of your leg, and although it's clearly too shallow to do much damage, it's deep enough for blood to pool at the surface of your skin and start trailing downwards in little rivulets. She's stiff right now, and her eyes say too much--they spell out danger, and your first instinct is to cup her cheek in your hand and try to talk her down.

"It's okay, Robbie--calm down, okay? Just breathe."

"You're bleeding...." It pains you even worse because you know exactly what she's thinking, you know the place she's at right now, and it's not gonna be pretty if she doesn't come back to earth and starts reliving all those horrible days you left behind.

"Robin, it's fine, sweetheart. It doesn't even hurt. It's not deep, you don't need to worry, I'm totally fine." She shakes her head--she can't tear her eyes away from the sight of your blood. "Remember what the doctor said? Worst thing you can do is panic? So don't panic, my love."

By the time she's struggling to keep her breaths even, Eddie's knelt down at your side to assess what he just heard. A warm, wet hand grazes your calf to take a look, and you can tell by the shuddered breath he inhales that he's trying really hard not to join Robin in freaking out.

"Let's...let's get you inside. Robin, go-"

"I-I'll get Nancy!" Her assumption is thankfully correct, and she tears off across the lawn to run up into the house, probably taking the stairs two at a time just to get to your girlfriend and boyfriend faster. Eddie sighs, and pulls your arm around his shoulders to help you up, barely letting you put any pressure on your injury as he leads you into the house. Past the front door, towards the kitchen, and helps you up to sit on the nearest chair that he pulls out for you.

"Eddie, I'm fine. Really," You gesture towards the cut--which really is more like a scrape--but you know better than to move your leg or try to get up. Sometimes, as much as you love them, your partners just won't see reason.

"I know. I know you're fine, but...but if you're not-"

"This isn't the same thing. This isn't Vecna." He shudders at the mere mention of the name, but it's the truth and you're not going to just let them flip out. To keep him from pacing, and because you hope it might help, you grab hold of his hand. Upstairs, you can hear animated chattering and then the scraping of chairs, like whoever it was that got up did so in an enormous hurry. "No clocks, no ticking, no visions. Just a cut."

Eddie nods in agreement, but you're not so easily persuaded. "Just a cut." He repeats, his other hand coming up to rub your head and carefully, sweetly stroke your hair.

"Baby!" The two of you both jump when Steve comes skidding into the room, having leapt nearly over the entire banister just to land with a thud and dash in. Nancy and Robin aren't far behind, equally as hurried as they come to crowd around you with panic-stricken looks on their faces. Steve drops to his knees at once to take a look at the cut, while Nancy peers over his head and thankfully breathes a deep sigh of relief when she sees how calm you are.

"Why are you soaked?" Are the first words that come out of her mouth, and only then does it click. Your chest tightens a little, and you feel a cloud hanging over your head, but it makes sense. It wasn't just the cut, or the blood--it's the fact that you're also drenched, your clothes clinging to your skin and your body wracked with a chill that pierces you through the bone.

That night on Lover's Lake was much the same. You'd never been much afraid of boating or swimming, but those circumstances were different--that was when you thought your alternating crushes on your friends were the most painful thing to deal with, back when you kept switching from one to another. From Eddie to Nancy to Steve to Robin and back again, wondering what the hell was wrong with you and why you were so whipped you'd join them on a dinghy in the middle of the night, just to check something out that they swore was something they could never fully explain. You just had to see it, and you'd been so determined to help them that you wouldn't be left behind.

But you did a lot more than seeing when you leaned over the side to look down at whatever 'gate' Steve had found as he clung to the edge of the boat, drenched and handsome as ever. Even though you struggled to piece your memories back together after the ordeal was over, you remember squinting your eyes at a shadow flitting under the water and praying it was just a fish. Nancy's voice had cut through the chatter to ask you what was wrong--and then your arm went under as a tendril burst out to hook around it, and Eddie's hand shot out to grab your hoodie, but you were gone before you could even scream. The boat had rocked from side to side and you heard muffled yelling, screaming of your name that you couldn't call back to. Steve's fingers had grazed your ankle in a flash to catch you as you were yanked through the murk, but even he could do nothing as you were thrust through watergate and thrown into another world, one you never would have believed in if you hadn't been forced to.

After that, you still have only bits and pieces you can recall of the ordeal. Flashes of blood and veiny wings spread out against a crimson sky are the worst, they're the visions you try to forget, especially since you associate them with some of the most biting, stinging agony you've ever felt in your life--at your hips, your legs, and your neck, all of which still bear prominent scars. Choking, you remember choking for so long, until you blinked and Steve was above you--his palms thrusting painfully into your chest, and your throat flooding with water and bile that you spat all over the ground. You remember stumbling through some overgrown forest, the flash of a bike light, cloth being pulled tight around your stomach, and being slumped over someone's back as you rode down semi-familiar streets, but that's the most you can bring to your memory. They've always told you it would be better not to try--that you don't want to remember all the horrors they encountered there. That you don't want to wake up. Wake up.

"Wake up!"

You manage to mumble out a single, incoherent word, before a chord splits through the muffled quiet of your mind and you clap your hands over your ears, bass thrumming so loud you feel like your brain's bouncing around inside your skull. It's not totally inaccurate though, because there's an ache in your neck and fingers painfully dug into your shoulders as whoever it is stops shaking you, yells for the music to be shut off, and then worriedly encourages you to open your eyes.

"Huh?" Still completely dazed, you hone in on two warm, sweet-looking brown eyes when your own blink open, before zoning back out and letting yours wander towards every angle of the room. Your head is almost lolling back, trying to get a glimpse of anything out of the ordinary--anything that would reveal that you're still in that other world, and only when you're reassured that everything's real do you look down at Steve's terrified expression. "What's...wrong? Steve?"

Even your voice feels discombobulated, you raise your hand to your neck to touch it, as if you could feel if something was wrong just by feeling it. But it drifts to his throat instead, and you run your thumb over the long scar that's still there--the one that matches yours. Steve doesn't utter a word, just stares up at you from his knees before finally managing to breathe again.

Robin and Nancy are standing over him, and you can see they're just as scared--but Eddie's gone, and before you can ask where he is, his sneakers squeal against the linoleum as he rushes back into the kitchen. In his hands, he's got a tape. The bright sticker on the side of it warns you that it's the one he carries with him everywhere, with nothing but your name written on the tracklist along with Steve's, Robin's, Nancy's, and his own.

"F..False alarm. False alarm." Nancy finally turns back and nods at him, just barely making it to one of the chairs at the table before she collapses into it in a fit of hiccups, like she's trying not to cry and just holding it all in. Robin hits the ground behind Steve and she buries her face in his back, hands clutching at his shirt while his trail down to grab each of yours. It's only in those moments that your senses really come back to you, and you feel an immense wave of guilt settle on your shoulders at what must have looked like a dire situation. You've had those flashbacks before where you've dissociated completely out of the realm of reality--but this must have been a long one, you can feel it, because your body's sore from being jostled so much and your leg is all wrapped up. You've got a towel draped around your neck. You've missed a decent chunk of time, but you're sure it felt like a lifetime for them.

"I'm sorry..." You whimper, hating their body language and their expressions and wishing you could just go back to when you were having fun--and wishing that you would just stop having these episodes already, for God's sakes.

"Don't!" Steve shakes his head, strands of perfect chestnut hair flicking to and fro as he does so. He tightens his grip and pulls your arms closer, a kiss placed on your knuckles in the hope of offering some reassurance. "Don't be sorry--you didn't do anything wrong. This was out of your control."

If Robin wasn't clinging to him, you can sense by his shoulders hunching towards you that he would be moving in for a hug--one of those warm, tight ones that crush you against his hard chest, but couldn't be a better place for you to cry into. You don't really feel the urge to, but surely once some time has passed the reality of what just happened will really hit you. The relative silence in the room is biting into you, and the shakiness of your own voice betrays that. "Are you okay?"

He nods at once, one hand finally moving away to pat Robin's thigh. "Yeah. Little shaky, but I'm okay. You okay, Rob?"

"I'm fine. Just...almost passed out." Robin's voice is muffled in Steve's shirt, but by the comparably calmer sigh that escapes her, you believe it. You turn your head to Nancy, sitting just across the table from you, and reach your newly-freed hand out to clasp over hers. The tight squeeze is enough to say more than she can get out at the moment.

"I'll be fine, soon. I need a minute." She rubs her temples, focusing on breathing in and out and nothing else. Eddie's who you're really afraid for, though, and he's just staring in cold silence from across the room. He only takes one step when you look his way and shoves the tape in his pocket, but after a pause, he takes plenty more to come right up to your side.

"God, I'm glad you're alive," He grabs both sides of your face, and tilts your head up to plant the sweetest, deepest kiss on your lips. He tastes of smoke and sweat, bitterly warm on your tongue as he shows you his affection--something you thought you'd never get when you were sure you had died. "Never letting you go again."

It sits there in the air. Never letting you go. You've heard it in movies and read it in books, although you thought that if you ever heard someone say that to you, it would be.....well, it wouldn't be like this. But it quirks a smile up on your lips at the thought that this is what you've got, this is the reward you've been given for following your heart straight into death. At least you can say you're nothing if not loyal, even though you sometimes feel like you're just....crazy. Like you belong in the nuthouse. They've tried to reassure you you're not, but there's always that inkling in the back of your head. The looks people in the town give you when you go out don't help, either--especially the ones that boldly declared you as one of Eddie's failed victims. That one was especially hard to overcome.

"I...okay. I'm gonna go bring the sprinkler in." Eddie's hands linger on your face, and he seems to evaluate something for a moment before giving in, and pressing another delightfully wet kiss to your mouth. Only after that can he break away, and get himself walking towards the front door--mumbling quietly all the while that he's gonna find whatever hurt his baby and make it pay. To think, this is the man people thought had tried to sacrifice you....how ludicrous.

"Yeah, um...S-Steve, c'mon." Nancy, finally managing to pull herself together, gestures towards him in a way they both seem to understand--and you let out a squeak when he gets to his feet, and slides his arms around your waist to haul you up in a bridal carry, while Robin uses him to pull herself up and messily dry the tears she was hiding.

"H-Hey, it's okay! I can walk-"

"Nope." Steve interjects, waiting for Nancy to take Robin gingerly by the arm and lead her towards the stairs, whispering low enough into her ear that you can't make out what she's saying. Your girlfriend seems to start perking up when she hears it though, so whatever reassurances she's offering, they must be pretty good. "While Sir Eddie is securing the yard, you're gonna be spending some time with us." He raises his brows, that smoldering wink shooting sparks of youthful giddiness into your belly. It's hard not to smile and give in when he's being coy--the flirt in him just always manages to capture your heart, even when he's carrying you up the stairs despite you being certain you can do these things on your own. "Nance still has to finish her article, so we'll just hang out with her til it's done, kay?"

As he reaches the top step, you hear the distinct clanging of something being thrown around in the area of the garage, Eddie's distant swearing filtering through the open windows all over the house before he slams the door shut. Knowing him, he probably got all caught up in the hose and tripped himself, the visual of which evoking a laugh from you that nearly startles Steve as he walks with you into the master bedroom. Nancy's got her desk in there with all of her papers, photos, and notebooks scattered all over the top, a lamp on a bendable frame aimed from above so she can arrange things as precisely as she likes. She's already eased Robin into the bed, a kiss pressed to her forehead that she leans right into--and when Steve comes around the other side and slowly sets you down beside her, she's quick to pull an arm around you and nuzzle herself right into your side to get nice and comfortable.

"It's not gonna take too long, okay?" Nancy glances over her shoulder to look at you after she takes her seat, the second chair by her side soon giving a squeak as Steve drops himself into it. "I just have to organize the spread so I can send it in. Then we'll do something fun, okay?"

Her content smile feels more hollow than usual--you can kinda tell when she's masking her feelings to make everyone else comfortable, versus when she's really showing her emotions. But that's to be expected after what she just went through, so you're not about to pry. Usually it's a lot harder for them to vent to you than it is to each other, because they've admitted themselves they're sensitive to putting too much stress on you, and the doctor himself had warned you to avoid straining yourself lest your heart give out on you. That's a big worry for them too....worrying about you.

Soon enough, though, Eddie comes hustling up the stairs and bursts into the bedroom, narrowly avoiding a frustrated jab when he almost sweeps a pile of scribbled notes off the table--but he looks happy, sweaty and happy, and kicks off his sneakers to climb into bed next to you with a bowl full of cut fruit in his hands. He sets it delicately in your lap, having haphazardly tossed handfuls of the little cubes into it out of the tupperware containers Nancy was keeping them in, and pops a chunk of pineapple in his mouth with an uncanny grin.

"Showed that branch who's boss," He declares proudly through a half-chewed mouthful of fruit, before nuzzling your cheek with his nose and stuffing some more into his gob. It's a convenient way to distract you from Robin's fidgeting, as well as Nancy and Steve's hushed conversation that he glosses over by blabbing on about his newest potential escapades that he's got ideas for regarding the next Hellfire campaign. The best thing to do for you after an episode is give you something positive to focus on, they've found, and Eddie's pretty good at finding things to talk about that just hook you right in and keep you attentive to him, and little else.

You're not delicate, after all, you're strong. But the world has proven to be quite unkind to you, and clearly you've had too much exposure to those things that remind you of that awful, awful day. So does it not make sense to keep you safe, and take all those potential dangers away? It's not like you'll be lonely, after all. You'll have them! And that's all you need--just them.

#yandere fruity four #yandere fruity four x reader #fruity four #fruity four x reader #eddie munson #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #robin buckley x reader #nancy wheeler x reader #eddie munson x reader #st 4 #stranger things #ellie writes #anons

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ironmansnips · 8 months

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simp yandere hc's

bro i need a fic about someone being absolutely whipped

like you could use and abuse them but they just keep coming back, just can't get enough of you

like yeah it hurts them and they're upset with you but it's like a moth to a flame ya know?

if having you in their life means getting treated like shit then so fucking be it, they'll be your bitch

ugh like just imagine hurting their feelings and making them cry just to kiss it better and keep them on their toes 😩

like not being in an official relationship, kinda friends with benefits but more intimate and obsessive? like hanging out and fucking other people just to fuck with their head

they're literally just not interested in anyone else, like they try tho

they go on dates and shit but it's just not the same, they might occasionally fuck someone who looks like you but they feel guilty after

plus the person they fuck doesn't appreciate them moaning your name ☠️

but like i wanna be able to say the most horrific shit and them still be in love with me 🤷🏻‍♀️

but like everytime they say they're done, they won't put themselves through this anymore, but as soon as your name pops up on their phone they break, texting you back instantly, meeting you anywhere you want<3

maybe this is toxic as fuck but it's the dream fr lmao

idk ig i'm just gonna list characters this could apply to in the tags? that feels like something people do lol

i fuckin know there's more but i can't think of them😭 also i wanted a lot more girl characters :(

#eddie munson x reader #gomez addams x reader #wolverine x reader #Stiles Stilinski x reader #Robin Buckley x reader #yandere x reader #john price x reader?#soap McTavish x reader

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lovelywongie · 9 months

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Yanderes that would praise you for learning:

Joyce, Will, Max

Yanderes that would say that you don't need to do that cuz you are with them:

Billy, Eddie, Steve, Robin

#yandereeddie #yandere eddie munson x reader #yandere joyce #yandere joyce byers #yandere will #yandere max mayfield #yandere billy hargrove #yandere steve harrington #yandere robin buckley

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sxvenz · 2 years

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stranger things masterlist.

(for this fandom, reader will usually be portrayed as hyper-feminine / bimbo-esque)

billy hargrove

chrissy cunningham

eddie munson

robin buckley

steve harrington

- venus

#stranger things x reader #stranger things fic #yandere stranger things #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x reader #chrissy cunningham x reader #robin buckley x reader #yandere eddie munson #bimbo!reader #yandere steve harrington #yandere robin buckley

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certifiedwhore4slashers · 2 years

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Yandere!Robin Buckley Headcanons

She would be a very manipulative yandere, meaning she would manipulate quite often, maybe even everyday.

Also extremely obsessive and stalks you. You don’t know it and since you trust her so much, why would you know?

Quite possessive of you and would literally kill for you if anyone even looked at you.

On her breaks she would try and see you as much as possible.

She would manipulate you to become hers and be official so you were her s/o now and once you do that, there’s pretty much no going back.

Even though she knows Steve, that’s the person Robin is most jealous of. Her past crushes were always into him but you weren’t thankfully.

If she’s pissed off she’ll definitely remind you who you belong to.

#female!reader #fem!reader #robin x reader #robin buckley x reader #lesbian #wlw #lgbtq #yandere #yandere stranger things #short headcanons

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asvterias · 2 years

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𝖸𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾!𝖱𝗈𝖻𝗂𝗇 𝖡𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗅𝖾𝗒 𝖧𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗌

Tags: @homopheli @clarkegriffinslever @janeswhore

A/N: so I have a similar imagine in the making so look out for that one.

Robin would be an impulsive and overprotective yandere

With you being the head cheerleader and her being a band member, you would often see her after school

The lingering looks that you would receive from her during school or when you have cheer practice would surprisingly give you butterflies

Yes, yes. Robin knows that being queer in the 80’s was basically signing a death warrant

She would never put you that much danger. Why?? Because you are her sweetheart

Tries to talk to you more like she’s just getting to know

In reality, she already knows everything about you; your biological information, your schedule, your enemies and friends and your likes/dislikes

Luckily, you don’t degrade her and actually interact with her

So meeting up with her became more regular

There was this one time after school that your ex thought that he’d be funny and slap your ass

Right. In. Front. Of. Robin.

Oh, the fury that Robin felt was out of this world

Instead she remained calm and waited till nightfall to actually do something about that boy

When the next morning came, the daily news talks about a local boy ending up dead

Obviously you came to Robin for comfort and she embraced you

Then you start to notice how a lot of your enemies and ‘friends’ began to disappear as well

And who did you go for comfort and reassurance?? Robin mf Buckley.

At first it was getting weird and Robin was somehow encouraging you to spend the night at her house more often

The Buckley girl got into your head making you dependent on only her and persuaded you to move in with her

She also said that she was the only person that will ever protect and love you

You were barley allowed to leave the house unless Robin deems it necessary

❝The world is a very dangerous place, sweetheart.❞

If you were a good girl for an entire week, she would treat you to a restaurant or to the movies

Let’s say if you happen to escape her, she would murder your entire family within the second

So you became a good girl and always listened to Robin’s instructions in fear of your family’s safety

Somehow when Robin was getting rid of a body, she got the timing wrong and you accidentally saw her

❝Are you the reason why the bad people around me are disappearing?❞

❝I- I didn’t want you to find out about it this way.❞

❝Find out about it this way?!! You’re mental Buckley, you need help. ❞

Her face would falter so quickly that you had to bite back a gulp

❝Can’t you see, [name]. I did it for us! I did it for you!❞

Ever since that incident, you became unresponsive to the brunette

❝Darling, please eat.❞ Her voice would be hoarse and you almost gave in

And if you don’t listen, she will forcefully feed the sandwich to you

Which makes a cry escape your throat and Robin would feel so guilty

So she would run her hands through your hair and soothe you, with your permission or not

That was all it took for you to break down in her arms and her heart broke at your loud sobs knowing that she was the reason of it

❝Look, I’m sorry m-maybe tomorrow, we’ll go to the lake. Yeah, you’ve been cooped up too long, it’s not healthy for a beauty like you.❞

Would lightly grasp on her forearm when she was about to pull away from the hug

This manages to make her cheeks bright red and she thought maybe you would be getting along

You would give her a little nod and she cracks a small smile before leaving you in your personal hell

Then your mind will remember her words

❝No one will ever love you the way I do.❞

❝You’re crazy robin!❞

❝Only crazy for you [name].❞

There was truly no escape for you anymore, I mean who could you trust?

The worst part was that you started to fall for her before she became a total psycho

#꒰ 𝗒𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗇𝖿𝗂𝖼𝗌 📌 ꒱#stranger things 3 #stranger 3 yandere headcannons #stranger things yandere #stranger things headcanons #robin buckley #robin buckley x fem!reader #robin buckley x black!reader #robin buckley x fem!black!reader #robin buckley headcanons #yandere!robin buckley

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sta7z · 2 years

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“I Hate that I Love You” Dark!Yandere! Nancy Wheeler x Fem!Reader )Part 1(

Disclaimer: this is a HORROR fic. And I do not endource the actions used here nor should they be replicated in reality. That being said, the warnings include:

Stalking gaslighting Spoilers for a book that came out in 1800-

꧁༺☽⛓ .♱. ⛓☾༻꧂

Nancy wasn’t one to be vulnerable. Sure she had a few flings with Steve and Jonathan, but it wasn’t until she saw you that she really felt something. Nancy wasn’t some lovesick fool, you weren’t perfect. No one is. But it’s something about you that made her feel… warm. But that warmth quickly raised to a boil when she saw you around other people. She wasn’t sure if she hated you or not. You made her hate everyone that came in contact with you. You were like a parasite, completely stuck to her, taking over her mind. You made her feel so… confused, that didn’t sit well with her. Nancy was constantly in control, there was a time and a place for everything but around you it was pure chaos.

꧁༺☽⛓ .♱. ⛓☾༻꧂

After school you went over to Mike’s House to play DND. About 2 hours in the phone rung upstairs and Mrs.Wheeler called you. “Your mother called, the teacher called saying you’re failing a class!” You huffed, you were never good at that class, but last you checked you had a B-… it was weird. You heard footsteps coming down the steps and turned to see Mike’s older sister. The two of you never interacted much, other than those weird stares she had been giving you for all these weeks. The two of you went into her room, she gestured for you to sit on her bed. “So, what is it that you struggle with?” You shrugged, “Grammar, spelling and semi colons and all that bullshit.”In all honesty you were a little scared of her. After the whole Will thing she changed, sure you never knew her before. But Barb talked about her a lot. Barb… maybe that’s why Nancy changed, you can’t judge a book by its cover after all.

After a few hours of studying you finally understood the topic and thanked Nancy. You were getting ready to leave when Nancy breeched your actions with her soft, yet demanding voice “Wait! Did you ever start the book? Frankenstein?” You shook your head. You were fairly good at reading things in a short time frame. Reading it so soon would only make you forget it later after all. But what’s a few more hours? Plus Nancy was… nice! Odd, but nice.

“For this I had deprived myself of rest and health. I had desired it with an ardour that far exceeded moderation; but now that I had finished, the beauty of the dream vanished, and breathless horror and disgust filled my heart…” Nancy read aloud. Me and her alike felt this, mutual fear but familiarness when it came to Victor Frankenstein. His creation, his child, a monster. One he made while blinded by the light of his innocence. Nancy looked really upset, so, you recommended stopping there and studying together tomorrow. She agreed.

꧁༺☽⛓ .♱. ⛓☾༻꧂

The next day at school, you questioned your teacher about why exactly you failed. “What are you talking about? You’re actually doing extremely well. After this essay, I bet your B- will go straight to an A!” You were happy, who wouldn’t be, but she called, didn’t she? You shrugged it off, mayhaps she called the wrong parent. The school was huge, it wasn’t that unlikely.

You went into the lunch room, thank god. 45 minutes of free time. You usually sat with the boys. But they weren’t there? Perhaps they were with Mr. Clarke, some science project probably. You peered around the lunchroom for a place to sit. You felt eyes burning, seemingly through your soul, you turned around to see Nancy. She wouldn’t mind if you sat there, right? Nancy wasn’t one for small talk, in fact she stayed silent as you spoke with Steve about the many hilarious ventures him and Robin got into during their summer jobs.

Robin, speaking of her… “Hey Nance!” Robin came, seemingly out of nowhere and sat on Nancy’s lap. Wheeler broke her unwavering glaze over to her. “Oh get off of me,” she chuckled. “Hey Y/N!” You waved in a reply. Right. They were dating. How could you forget.

#yandere nancy wheeler #Isaiah’s Idiocy #fruity four #stranger things x reader #nancy x reader #nancy wheeler #steve harrington #nancy stranger things #halloween time #Nancy x Fem reader #nancy wheeler x y/n #bisexual nancy wheeler #robin buckley x nancy wheeler

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darkh3llscap3 · 2 years

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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

#x reader #angst #yandere #dark #smut #stranger things #masterlist #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #billy hargrove #argyle #jonathan byers #steve harrington #eddie munson #peter ballard #001 #vecna #henry creel

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reareaotaku · 16 days

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Nancy Wheeler & Robin Buckley Headcanons

Oh, what a duo

Paranoid & controlling

Robin is more go with the flow and is up for anything, no matter what time it is

It can be 3 in the morning and you want to go driving around? Hell, she'll go too

Now, Nancy has to have plan. It has to be structured and she has to know before hand. She doesn't like doing things on a whim

She gets quite frustrated with you and Robin when you don't do what Nancy wants

You and Robin love to gang up on Nancy , especially since it's easy to bother her

Nancy is the most mature

You and Robin are trouble for Nancy

She feels like she has to constantly watch you both

But, she does love you guys

Most people just think you're really close girl friends

While they aren't necessarily wrong, it's so much more

#robin buckley x reader #robin buckley #stranger things x reader #stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #nancy wheeler x reader #nancy wheeler #wlw #sapphic #robin x reader #yandere stranger things #robin buckley x nancy wheeler #nancy x reader #nancy x robin #nancy x reader x robin #nancy wheeler x reader x robin buckley

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berry-loves-yandere · 2 years

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What would the stranger things characters do if their darling was being targeted by Vecna?

(Sorry, it’s short and bad cause it’s quite a few characters and I have quite a few requests rn)

Yandere Stranger things if their darling was targeted by Vecna:

(Only the characters in Hawkins) Characters: Lucas Sinclair, Max Mayfield, Nancy Wheeler, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, Eddie Munson, Jason Carver, Chrissy Cunningham, Gareth Emerson

Warnings: obsessive behaviours, possessive behaviours, mention of cult but you’ll miss it if you blink

Lucas Sinclair:

Lucas would act similar to how he did with Max except more overprotective and clingy.

He’d constantly be around his darling, making sure that they’re listening to their favourite song.

Might even sing his darling’s favourite song if their ears are hurting from the headphones of their walkman or if their walkman breaks.

Max Mayfield:

Max is dealing with Vecna as well so she’d make her darling do the same thing as her and keep them close by, in fear of losing them.

She lost her brother, no longer has connections with her father and barely talks to Eleven anymore, so she’d probably be terrified of losing her darling to Vecna.

Nancy Wheeler:

Nancy would be extremely overprotective and worried about her darling.

She’d feel like her heart was going to explode if she ever saw her darling without their headphones on.

She’d also have to be touching her darling.

Whether it’s hand holding, an arm around the waist or an arm around the shoulders

Steve Harrington:

He’d have a panic attack every time his darling is out of his line of view.

He’d be like Nancy and have to be touching them (Not in that way you perverts)

Super overprotective and wouldn’t want his darling to leave the safety of his house.

Robin Buckley:

She’d be in overdrive mode.

She usually rambles but it’d be constant rambling over her darling’s well being until they have to ease her out of it.

She’d be pretty protective but not suffocating.

Eddie Munson:

He would freak out because Chrissy died in front of him because of Vecna, which is why he’s being hunted by the police.

Would constantly be checking on his darling, making sure they’re listening to their favourite song, eating, drinking water, etc., etc.

If he ever saw his darling start to float, he’d probably have a panic attack.

Jason Carver:

Bitch would be so confused.

He has no clue who Vecna is but would think it’s Eddie’s cult and fault.

Would try to protect his darling and help them ease their symptoms.

Chrissy Cunningham:

You’d end up trying to help each other because you’re both targets with a lot of symptoms but obviously, with lack of knowledge on how to survive, you’d both be dead.

Gareth Emerson:

Has no clue about Vecna’s existence but would try his best to ease up the symptoms.

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Wait wait wait so the others basically admitted they’re in love with you now with those last two posts as a canon, considering the whole we’re a family thing and here’s why we’re keeping you so like how would them trying to start their relationship with you go down now? Cos like you said I don’t think that would be a smooth transition

Duuude you are so big brained bc this is definitely something I wanna talk about so thank you!! Bc bc exactly right?? They’ve finally basically admitted ‘hey we all love you (to the point Nancy snapped and kidnapped you) and want you to be part of our family forever <3333’ so like, a lot of adjustments for you to make! Based on these two asks.

Yeah they’ve all basically admitted their feelings, but you’ve all been so caught up in... recent events, that there’s not really been any kind of honeymoon glow, or really, any kind of proper love confession at all. Not even really a talk about it.

I’m imagining Eddie makes a move first. It’s the first few days, and you’re at least calmer around him than you are Nancy - and then Steve really tried to hug you the first full day so that didn’t help him - and overall Eddie more calm and understanding the first few days. Especially because he yelled at Nancy in front of you, so you’re hoping Eddie might be your way out of here. Considering he seems less on board with the whole kidnapping you thing.

And you singling him out a little as the one you haven’t screamed at for being alone in the room with you, makes Eddie feel a bit more reassured. He shouldn’t.

At first he tries to kiss you on your forehead, as he sits side by side with you on your bed, but you immediately lean far away from Eddie when he does that. You pull back, explaining with a quiet shock about how that is not it, not right now. But that’s when Eddie tells you “I love you.”

It’s the first time he’s ever told you that. Something Eddie has been waiting to say since he first met you. Something he’s been dying for you to know because it’s the most important thing in his world, you are. Eddie is so in love with you, like he’s never loved anyone before, and he’s finally told you it. You’re the first person he’s ever told that he loves, because he’s been so so afraid of being rejected and called a freak and being unloveable his whole entire life.

And then you grimace. You scowl. And you look sick. You back up even further away on the bed, as you look into Eddie’s doe brown eyes as if he was disgusting, as if he was stupid, how dare he, as you tell him the epitome of ew, no, never. Not now. And after this, not ever.

Eddie finally tells you he loves you for the first time... and that’s how you react.

Eddie leaves your bedroom crying.

Especially after the demobat attack he survived, the other three could never imagine Eddie being in pain and you not being there for him. You didn’t leave his hospital bed ever. But now you’re the cause of it. Eddie is shaking sobbing into his bed, absolutely ruined.

He wails so loudly as he chokes on his cries, his body fiercely trembling, especially as he keeps a vice like grip on his pillow. So hard his nails are getting through it and digging painfully into his own palm. That vulnerability and love in Eddie’s eyes, shattered, replaced by teary darkness. When they’re not scrunched up in torture. Eddie is absolutely heartbroken. Howling out genuinely pained sobs as they all try and comfort him, but nothing is working. They know barely anything would, not without you, but they know they love Eddie too, and will keep trying to help him through this, as hard as they fucking can.

They feel how devastated Eddie is. It’s wrecking them to feel his pain like this. And they know they’d be pretty much the same too, if you’d reacted the same way to their faces.

Steve has to get a vomit bucket ready because Eddie is gagging on his groans and sobs. His arm clutching his stomach, but no one can get him to say if he feels like he’s gonna be sick. Eddie pretty much pleads your name out, rambles terribly about everything that’s happened, or just keeps crying harder and harder.

It’s breaking their fucking hearts.

Robin is on the bed with Eddie, and Steve is swiping his hair back from his forehead, especially because Eddie’s so worked up he’s sweating like a sauna, even as he shakes fervently, while Robin tries to rub his arm, his back, anything that usually works. Nancy also feeding him water, letting him squeeze her hand so he doesn’t break his own knuckles from clenching so tightly, all of them trying to get him through this.

But at one point during all this, Eddie basically throws Nancy out of his room. Upon his sobbing, fuzzy, brain he remembers, through her soothing hand strokes and caring blue eyes, that she’s the reason this is all happening. He tells her to get out with a “This is all your fault!”

And the others stay with Eddie, they don’t go to Nancy. Because not only is he in such need of their care and comfort right now, but he’s also correct. And they know it, they may have partially forgiven Nancy enough to move on, but she’s not out of the water yet, this is still early days. And if it wasn’t for her, you nor Eddie would be suffering; even if she’s upset at being rejected by Eddie so clearly, Eddie’s in way more pain than she could be right now. Again, remembering what it was like being by his side after the demobats... they all really can’t stand seeing Eddie so hurt, including emotionally. Robin and Steve stick together, and that’s by Eddie’s bedside right now.

Nancy does leave, she shuts her mouth, after apologising once again, and she leaves. Closing Eddie’s bedroom door, her eyes apologetic to Steve and Robin, except they’re not looking at her eyes anymore by the time she’s in the doorway. Nancy goes to her room, gets her stuffed childhood toy to muffle her noise, and she cries and cries too, because she knows it is. This is all her fault. She has hurt poor Eddie, and you. She’s hurt her entire family.

Eddie is in pain for days after. Weeks really, the others can see it still affecting him. The first night Steve stayed in his bed and Eddie had cried even throughout sleep.

The whole morning he was a sniffling shell of himself. Eddie completely broken by how his love confession to you had gone. Even during those two weeks Eddie still walks a little slower, keeps his head bent down, doesn’t talk like he normally does. He is wrecked.

But Steve convinces him to get back on the horse the first afternoon after your rejection. He brings Eddie to your room, both of them bringing you a meal, and a couple of new books, talking idly about the bookshelf they’re going to build you in here. You have the same disdain as usual towards all of them, but no special hatred towards Eddie. You look at them the same.

Eddie does feel a little better after he and Steve leave your room. But he’s putting his hand to his chest to find his breath again, before Steve can even finish latching your second lock. Steve was right though, it was good to go back today, and Eddie did feel slightly better. Even if your words, your face, your reaction still lingered in his heart and mind for several days more.

Eddie tried to be better around you, the same soothing rock you needed right now, sensitive to you like always, but he allowed himself to be more melancholy around the others, as he actually felt. He didn’t need to hide from them. You were the one he and his partners all needed to be strong for, at this point in your lives.

Eddie did not appreciate when Nancy tried to get him to eat one time during this period though. Robin was guiding Nancy out of the room before Eddie could go on about how dare she after everything she’s done, again.

Nancy steers clear of Eddie for a couple of days respectfully. All of them, really, because she knows they’re still upset at her putting not just you, but all of them in this situation.

Nancy was upset with herself too, she could handle it. She knows she just has to deal with the cards she’s dealt herself, and she just tries to breathe in, and breathe out, as she thinks of how they’re all working towards building a better future for you, and for all of you as a family, together.

It’s not just Eddie though. They’re all living with the knowledge that at least they’re free of keeping that particular secret from you, that side of them, you know they’re in love with you now.

But they were also quite close with you when you all were just ‘friends’. So surely at least they can try and bring back some of that normalcy, maybe the familiarity again would even help you, right?

Robin tries to give you a side hug one of your first days in, and you nearly bite her arm. Not even in an affectionate way. Steve checks on the teeth scrape mark once Nancy’s locked your door, and he’s got Robin calm enough to sit down in the bathroom with him, but it’s a super minor scrape. As if in the last second you didn’t want your mouth to touch her, and you backed off.

Steve doesn’t exactly say this, but he is talking as he checks out Robin’s bicep, and without really thinking as he goes, and with their platonic soulmate mind meld, Robin immediately also comes to this conclusion. She almost wishes you actually did bite her. Maybe also then, she’d feel just a fraction of her guilt resolve. With you able to take out at least something on her, like truthfully you deserve. Robin’s spending a half hour shaking into Steve’s hug in that bathroom, just not because of her injury.

Steve, poor lost romantic Steve, tries to go in for his first kiss with you. He takes it slow, Steve’s fingers are gentle on your chin as he lifts it, but of fucking course that doesn’t work out either.

He immediately backs off, of course he does, but he does try to stick around and profusely apologise to you afterwards. Even when Eddie’s trying to drag him out so he doesn’t get hit by another book. Steve will take it, all of what you want to throw at him, but he sincerely feels the need to apologise to you for even going towards taking that step when it’s exceedingly obvious now that you clearly didn’t want that.

He’s crying to the other three next, guilt wracking him. Which is why he took leaning in slow, just so you could move away if you want. But he hopes you know he’s safe. That they all are. That part of the reason he wanted to stay and apologise, but also because you deserved one. He really didn’t want to screw things up. You weren’t as terrible with him as you were with Nancy, something Steve tries to skirtingly explain because Nancy’s right there rubbing his knee throughout his sniffling conversation with them, but he just doesn’t want to make things worse with you.

To be fair, none of them could imagine living in a world where these were your reactions to their genuine gestures of love. It was like living in their worst nightmares. But they created this nightmare, and it was something they were forcing you to live in. And unfortunately, they couldn’t wake up and go drive to see you and hang out like normal afterwards anymore. There was no relief. They had created this.

None of them are forcing their touch on you, not at all. They’d probably turn on another if the caught them doing so! But after weeks of you screaming at any one of them trying to just touch you in any way, it is very draining on them.

Not that you exactly care about them being drained. They kidnapped you.

Nancy takes it much slower. She doesn’t try to kiss you first or envelop you in a hug or curl up thigh to thigh or anything with you very quickly. But she is constantly telling you how much she loves you. And that might be worse for you.

She’s declaring “I love you.” Over and over again. It’s done in so many ways, serious and desperate, panicked and repeated, somber and reminding, genuine and heartfelt, craving and lovesick, caring protectively and apologetic, every way. Sometimes multiple times in a go, sometimes only once as she makes a serious remark, but Nancy is constantly telling you those three big words.

To you it’s on par with psychological torture. You know this isn’t why she’s saying it, Nancy’s not trying to break your mind irreparably, she’s just that lovesick. But even her saying it in an apologetic way, not only does it not at all make up for any of it, but it just plain makes things worse. You hate when she says that. And Nancy is the main one who won’t stop telling you.

Don’t even get me started on them always knocking while you’re in your en-suite, to check you’re okay. And are still there/not planning anything.

Even if it’s them worrying you’ve been on the toilet so long do you need some medicine? Or if you’ve fallen asleep in the bath? Do you want dinner now or in half an hour? If you’re injured, trying to get your permission to come in so they can help you with any bathing stuff - not to see you naked, genuinely to help you out, especially if you’re hurt, and also yes because maybe there is some trust and also domestic bliss and care entangled in there.

You thought about breaking the mirror in your bathroom. Actually more than once. But that would only be useful as potentially a distraction, but mostly a weapon, and you’re still unsure if you want to really hurt them, or hurt yourself, just to try and escape. Also, you don’t want loads of things taken away from you, that they might deem potentially dangerous, that will make you feel even more restricted, imprisoned, dehumanised. Because you’re already aware you are struggling.

If they started making lists of what could potentially be a risk that’s in your room, if you ever created a big enough incident, then you’re sure, knowing them really now, that they’d find enough things to remove from your presence. Enough to are you finally slip over the edge. You already got lamps and water glasses/ceramic crockery restricted, you don’t think going without a mirror to see yourself is going to help your mental health here. Nor your fight to get out of this family, this future you have right here...

You actually think about potential lists. The glass in your watch, without telling the time you will definitely go nuts. The wires in your tv, the wood from your bedpost you could carve/bludgeon with, your favourite bedsheets that could make a rope, even the fucking windows. And you know if you’re thinking of those things, the four out there have thought of a dozen times more. You’d rather stay sane, have belongings to make you feel like an actual human being, and fight back once you’ve got a viable plan.

They eventually will start being desperate enough to get you to accept their simplest touches again though. They want to build everything back up with you, because right now your relationship with them is just getting drastically worse and worse.

No more slapping Robin because she caught you when you nearly tripped. No more yanking actual tufts of Eddie’s hair out because he forgot his place and touched yours softly. No more pinning Nancy to the floor and screaming in her face wildly and threateningly so much that she gets democreature flashbacks while under you, just because her fingers brushed yours while passing you the water bottle you dropped. No more chasing Steve with scissors because he accidentally leaned into your thigh too much when sitting next to you - Nancy really should have considered it when she bought you that art set to try and make things up to you and make you feel a bit better.

They want to really start seeing some positive changes within you :). They don’t want you to feel this way anymore, they never have! With what they’ve got, they really are trying to help you out as best they can. Forgoing losing you.

They soon, one by one, will start laying by you when you’re asleep, without waking you up, just to be near you. Cleaning up your face after you cry, even if you try to wriggle out their hold, if nothing else is working why shouldn’t they try showing you how much you mean to them and they care for and love you, helping you take that first step because you’re scared to. Holding your arm to help you when you’re unsteady on your feet, even if they’re the ones getting shoved to the ground by you after that.

They want you to find normalcy in their touch again. So after a few weeks, they really will try reintroducing you to their loving physical touch. Just taking it softly and sweetly and slowly at first.

These are positive steps. They’ll work together so they’re more like a caring and authoritative source and not overbearing or scary. Like finally letting a kid go as they ride their bike or something. They are all helping you, even if you’re worried, but you’ll very quickly learn that you’re okay. You did it, and all went well, you’re not hurt, nothing bad happened, it’s just like before.

The four are trying to show you over and over again that they are safe, that they would never ever want to hurt you. You used to have their touch because they loved you, and you in a way loved them, it is still a nice thing. That would never change, okay? They just don’t want to go without your touch much longer. Not only do you need to get back on the horse, but they’re desperate to just be able to have that with you again, in any way at all.

They need you. But they also don’t want you to go so long without any human touch, it is so so bad for you sweetheart, they know you need them too. They’re gonna take things soooo gently and step by step with you, but not in a clinical way, in a genuine one. They’ll help you through this, it really doesn’t need to be a big hurdle, they know what’s best for you.

And you know, in your heart, and in your trembling body that hasn’t felt touch unless it was briefly scratching at another in a while, that they’re right too. It will help keep you feeling like you’re still somewhat as normal as before. That love, that genuine human connection that really has not changed from them for you, if not been discovered as slightly twisted, is still there, and all four of the people you are closest to are still here, to do everything for you.

You really do need some of that, some of your every day back. You’ve got a deficit of some things, you don’t want a deficit of love, of someone to be your rock for you whenever you can’t right now, of touch that will ground your mind body and soul. The catharsis of someone to cling onto, the fact you’re able to have someone hold you, the touch you used to give and receive constantly that you didn’t realise you could be stripped of, the genuine connection that makes you human. That reminds you more and more of who you are.

Not only that, but that you can still be that same person, the you you aren’t close to forgetting just yet, not just a few weeks in. But that you can give into humanity and love and stay the person you are - not knowing that thinking this, you already could be changing. But you’d rather change, than lose yourself completely. You don’t want to lose love, you don’t want to lose something so basically human as touch, you don’t want to change into someone frightened of it, when you know that your friends don’t want to hurt you. They want the same thing you do, and that’s for you to not lose yourself here.

And they will all hold your hand, every step of the way if you want <3333

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Yandere fruity four wanting that with you though. Wanting you to give in and let them completely take care of everything for you. Quit uni, quit work, you don’t have to do anything! Just stay at home and be loved, with people who will provide everything, and do anything, for you.

And they can tell you’re close! You’re soooo close to giving in. To quitting any and all of your responsibilities. They’re trying everything they can, together and individually, to finally push you over the edge. But it’s when you break down into tears, and say “What if I need my job or to get through all these exams, because in the future... you all leave me? Then I’ll be alone, with nothing!” That breaks all their hearts right then and there, and you’re covered head to toe in people who are teary eyed (even the ones you wouldn’t expect like Nancy) at you even thinking that for a second! They all promise they’ll never leave you. That’s... that’s not even a possibility! Okay! Not. Going. To happen. You don’t ever have to worry about that, they swear, darling please don’t get upset, it’s not gonna happen. You don’t even know how much that’s not gonna happen! They never want a future where you’re not in it 🥺!!!!

Once you’re assured in that, that you will be stable and secure with them, that they’re not going to leave you when you have nothing backing you, that’s when you finally let go of all your hard responsibilities. No more exams that make you have panic attacks, Nancy called and quit uni for you that day, no more calling the gang (who you don’t know are right outside) to walk you home because of a threatening customer, because Steve handed in your resignation - not even a two weeks for their angel, no more having to leave overnight for errands and tasks. You’ve just got to be happy now. Just focus on enjoying your life! With them!!!! Because now you’ve mentioned the insecurity of any, let alone all, of the four leaving you, even if you’re over it, you’re never having a moment where they’re not wanting you at home by their sides, ever again. They really wanna prove it now <3333

WWWAAAAAHHHH YOU ARE THE LIGHT OF MY LIFE!!!! WANT!!!!

(cws: yandere fruity four, panic attacks/anxiety, overwork/burnout, mentions of toxic people + abuse)

sobs.......just.....the mental image of Nancy staying up late to fill out all the paperwork you need to quit university, fielding any and all calls from administration to answer all the questions for you so they don't convince you you're making a mistake you don't have to worry, going straight to the campus to inform your professors you won't be attending exams and picking up any last items or papers they have to give back....she's got the grace to bid your goodbyes for you to the people you actually liked, classmates and professors and others who may wonder if you're okay, she reassures them that you've just got a new lease on life and you're taking a new direction. and she ensures she makes the necessary arrangements so that any letters or grades come through her, rather than straight to you, as an added measure. she doesn't want any bad news coming down on you directly for this new period in your life, you're already better in their care but it's going to take some adjusting, and Nancy's not gonna let you be swayed by guilt or anything else to return to this life you had now that they've reassured you they can make your new one better.

and Steve smugly walking into your work and handing in your resignation for you, loving the face of your manager dropping when they get frustrated that you're quitting so suddenly, don't you know the store is busy this time of year?! but Steve stands strong, unflinching, knowing exactly what this environment and these people have done to you and your self-esteem, and knowing he's strong enough to endure the aftermath because he'll never let you go through this garbage again. he'll never let his sweet, pure baby angel get yelled at, overworked, demeaned, or harassed for something as simple as money--he'll never let you answer another call demanding you come cover a shift, never watch you tiredly get ready for work because they wouldn't give you a sick day, and never have to stand at your side as he walks you out late at night to protect you from some creep. and even when your boss insists on you coming in to talk to them and work something out, Steve's already walking out, relieved that you never have to deal with them or any customer ever again.

Robin personally attending to you for those initial hours and days and weeks after you drop your responsibilities, almost being your personal nurse in the sense that she ensures she's present for every panic attack, intrusive thought, and frantic terror of you thinking you made a huge mistake and trying to go fix it--to go crawling back to your work and plead for your job back, to beg the university to let you re-enroll, to try and claw back that sense of normalcy you had even though it was absolutely destroying you inside. she brings you back down every time; she talks you through it all again, helps you remember how awful it was and how stressed you were, how you weren't happy and it just wasn't working for you, and reminds you that you have options now. you're not ruining your life, or abandoning the tasks you think you need to do because everyone expects you to--you have the choice not to, and they can support you now, and they will never regret making you that promise to take care of you.

and Eddie, he deals with the really bad stuff coming from the outside. he's the one that stands at the door and takes the yelling and cursing from the toxic people in your life; parents, siblings, friends, family, anybody who wants to stomp up to the front porch of your new home and demand to see you, demand you pick your common sense back up and return to your duties, even though they never did anything to help you lighten the load and never cared whether it was killing you or not. he answers calls from your bosses when they ask why the hell you aren't showing up for your shifts and tells them to fuck off, he sits on the porch with a cigarette and glares at any familiar car that drives up, scaring them so bad until they give up and peel away. he's the wall between you and the negativity in your life that was weighing you down, and he swears to you and the others that it doesn't bother him to be the punching bag for you. no, not at all--he loves it, he loves getting smug in the faces of people who relied on you so much but never gave you a break, he loves watching them squirm when it dawns on them that they can't have that person who would take their abuses anymore. and he loves knowing that you're happier with them, with him, and that he gets to rub it all in their faces that you don't need to take any of that shit anymore.

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