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stop. you're losing me - eddie munson des. angst. eddie munson is man with a lot of things; you’ve stay by his side for so long, for too long. notes. stranger things s4 (minus you know what), established relationship, heavily inspired by madam t.swift song, through the years of loving eddie munson, rockstar!eddie, eddie being mean, dramatic, curse words, 17+, sad, sad, sad, (no jason here ;>)
hey! hey! I was supposed to post this last march but I had a thesis paper to finish haha, n e way, please enjoy angsty yet sweet love story of eddie munson! hihi, listen to 'you're losing me' by mama taylor swift while reading this. slay!
w.c: 2.4k
Eddie Munson was a lot of things, he was kind, brave, misunderstood, chaotic, and creative, and Eddie Munson is also your love, perhaps all the things that people see in him that make them look away makes you stay. All the things they hate about Eddie Munson are the things you loved, his long hair, his club, his band, and all of him. But Eddie Munson is a lot.
He was a lot.
And maybe sometimes too much.
Too much.
⟴ DECEMBER ‘86
It started on the third subject, chemistry, your first fourth year, and his second fourth year, he sat next to you with all his glory, rings, and his noticeable Dio battle vest. He was hypnotizing, alluring, and scary, yet the moment he sat next to you familiarity sets in. He was warm and kind, and he was an open book, for you to read.
“What page are we…?”
His voice echoed in your ear as if playing a soft hymn.
“It’s Biochemistry, page 35…”
You looked over at him, his rigged book, his button eyes, his rings, and him.
“Thanks, sweetheart…”
Your heartstrings felt it, his soft voice, the nickname.
It was scary and yet…
You let him in.
— “you say i don’t understand and i say i know you don’t”
⟴ JULY ‘87
For seven months you talked and laughed with him, but you and he didn’t have anything in common and yet here you are wrapped in his bedsheets with him practicing his guitar next to you. The soft strings of the acoustic guitar met your ears it was soothing, and relaxing, you gazed into his eyes and dip your lips into his, to which he gladly respond, After a few moments, you two pulled away.
As his eyes met yours, he whispered.
“What was that for, babe…?”
A chuckle left your chest. “You looked nice playing the guitar.”
Eddie laughs and continues to play a song for you. Eddie gazes at you as he sings the softest song he knows. Then a knock was heard, outside his trailer a loud knock was heard.
“You gonna get that..?”
He stood up and worry settles in his eyes, he was hiding something from you, something that would break you. As he opened the door, a man in baggy clothes shows up next to the man three grown men with dilated pupils and slouched shoulders. You glared at Eddie from behind as he hands them a plastic in return with money in his pocket.
As he closed the door, he looked down.
“I thought we agreed...you would quit selling them?”
He rolls his eyes, somewhat annoyed and ashamed.
“Come on, babe, I need to help Wayne with the bills...and shit. I can’t just rely on what I earn in gigs…I need to earn for Wayne…and me.”
“So help Wayne in the right way..” You stood up as you walked close to him. “Do shit in a right way.”
He replied with a scoff.
“Of course, that’s easy for you to say, babe. Because…” He walked past you and grabbed a beer from his fridge. “You’re not the town’s freak.”
Air left your lungs as you carefully studied his expression, he was annoyed but somehow he looked sad. You weave a deep breath as you walk towards him and grab the beer in his hands as you drank. You stared at him, gaining confidence from the alcohol you had just drunk. “Munson.”
You don’t call him by his last name unless you’re telling him something serious. He was aware of that, he stiffened and straighten his posture.
“You’re graduating in a few months or so, you need to fix habits, create new ones.”
He listened intently.
“It’s the society’s belief in success... Why would I if the whole town–”
“Because I want you to. I want to see you out there, Eds! I want to see you strive...I want you to prove to them that you’re not the town’s freak, you’re more than that!” Your voice echoed in the trailer.
He was surprised by the sudden burst of voice, but he knew you weren’t mad, you were worried.
“I love you, Munson.”
That hitches his breath as he stared at you. He held out his hand and grabbed yours as he kissed your wrist.
“Okay..”
– “every morning i glared at you with storms in my eyes”
⟴ AUGUST ‘88
His voice echoed in the trailer, it was loud and he was angry.
“Fucking shit! She is just a fucking friend!”
You two were fighting, screaming, and breaking.
“You never introduced me to her, hell, Eddie, your hands were all over her!”
He stomps out of his room and continues to tell his reasons.
“(name)! Are you even hearing yourself? You’re being selfish right now. It was a fucking gig, in case you forgot! So, shit, if people are having fun and my hands are all over them that’s because it’s fucking part of the show! I’m the fucking front man of our band for crying out loud!”
You scoffed in disbelief.
“And me dancing with what? Jonathan? Steve? Billy? Is not okay?”
“That’s fucking different.”
You shook your head. “No–it’s not fucking different. Because they are my friends.”
“It’s different because…they might fucking like you.”
As you bit your underlip and stared at his eyes.
“I’m the one being selfish? Great.”
You sighed and sat on the couch as you tell him what you saw earlier that night. A girl backstage was dancing with him, his hands on her hips, his hand on her cheeks, as his forehead was leaning into hers. As his cheeky smile appeared.
And when the show started, he kept looking at her.
“You didn’t even look at me, Eds.”
On the third set, you left. Eddie was drunk, he was feeling the crowd, and he was dancing the spotlight, while she stared at him, with everything they have in common, you felt tiny, and it seems like you were slowly getting replaced.
He knew about your past, the failed marriage of your parents, and the failed first love of high school. He knew about it and here he is with his balled fist making you remember all the shit you went through.
“...I’m sorry, sweetheart.”
His voice was soft and a whisper, as he sat next to you he moved his hand to hold yours but to his surprise, you flinched. It made him pull away as he realize you were fighting the tears spilling from your eyes. Without saying anything, he hugged you as he vowed and whispered the sweetest things he can think of.
As the night dived deeper, you two fell asleep on the couch. As you stirred awake you looked at Eddie’s face as you caressed it words left your mouth.
“I hope I never lose you…”
— “how can you say that you love someone, you can’t tell it’s dying?”
⟴ DECEMBER ‘88
As the years pass by, Eddie and you grew differently, together, but not quite. He and his band were discovered on the very edge of America, Corroded Coffin was in the news. And the next few months, the band was offered to sign a recording contract with a recording company. Eddie was getting busy. As for you, you were slowly building the steps on your dreams: dreams that include, Eddie.
But as the world notices Eddie Munson, you were hidden. Little by little all the things that people see in him that make them look away finally made them stay. All the things they hate about Eddie Munson are the things they finally loved, his long hair, his band, and all of him. While you finally, little by little…
Hate them…
“It’s just not that simple Eddie! You told me you would come and pick me up! You made me wait there like an idiot! Why–” You groaned as you ran your hand in your hair. It’s been weeks, months since Eddie seem to forget everything about you. Slowly, you were dying, you two were dying. Slowly, he is slipping away from you; as you were slipping away from him.
“Fucking shit! Not everything is about you…” He whispered but loud enough for you to hear. A ring in your ear was heard; yet it didn’t stop. “I am trying everything damn thing to give you the life, I fucking promise! But I can’t do this if you keep holding me back! In the next month, I’m signing the contract, and there are times I won’t be able to be by your side, I thought you want this for me–”
“I want this you, Eddie. This is all you’ve ever dreamed of.” You stared at him with his chocolate brown eyes. You walked close to him, as you put your hand on his cheeks. “But I can’t recognize you anymore.” You took a deep breath. “You forgot my birthday, our date, picking me up, sleeping next to me, and…looking at me.”
“This. This is actually the first time you finally looked at me for a long time.” Desperation, Guilt, and Bitterness hit him. You were grey and it was his fault, he took time and looked down. As he pulled you into a hug, muttering sweet apologies in your ears, promises to keep you holding, and actions to keep you at his side.
That night, you slept next to him, as you stared at him. Eddie Munson was a lot. But somehow, you still want him, you still love him, but it was killing you. Loving him was killing you.
— “how long could we be a sad song, ‘til we were too far gone to bring back to life?”
⟴ FEBRUARY ‘89
“So, what did they say?” You two are currently in New York, Corroded Coffin is currently having a tour. For a while, things are going great, fine, somehow fine. “They will be able to die down the pictures of you and Eddie leaving the hotel, but in the meantime, I suggest you guys…should take a break for a bit.”
As Garrett dropped the news, I looked at their manager she just gave me a nod.
“Eddie and I would not want–”
“That’s maybe for the best.”
The air was thick, it was choking you. As you glance at Eddie sitting on the couch. “Garrett can you–um–leave us for a bit.” Once they left, Eddie stood up.
“For the best…?” You whispered.
Eddie nods and stares at you. “Well, that’s different from what you said in Highschool..” As shakiness hit your voice.
stop—
“Am I holding you back, Edward?” Oh, now, you’re angry, sad, and confused. You suddenly calling him by his name broke him out of his trance. Then, he faced you.
“....Yes.”
It was so simple, so little, and so fucking empty. Somehow, New York is no longer the brightest place, the noisiest place, the loud place, rather it was a place for empty promises, faded lovers, and unwanted wishes.
you’re losing me.
“Since when did I hold you back?” Your voice got a little louder. “Since when did I fucking hold you back, Munson?!” Now, he hears you, finally, he heard you. “January 1987, you wrote the first song you sent to the radio station, 2 weeks from that day you received a mail. Three weeks from that day, Hideout was full of people wanting to hear your songs. And in a month–you wrote another song, and finally, a company notices you…”
You looked at him. “And you couldn’t sleep that night, you were afraid, you were hesitating because–because you said if you accepted it, you might lose everything and maybe get everything you want. That scared you. But I told you, you should..” You walked closer to him.
“You should follow your dreams..” You pushed him using your index finger as you point him out. “Say something, Munson. When did I hold you back?” You asked coldly.
The ringing was heard in his ear.
He heard your voice, your sweet voice, your hand carving into his body, your mouth leaving marks on his chest, and your hair making a mess on his bed.
He’s losing you.
“What do you want me to say…?” He couldn’t–don’t want to look at you, because if he looked at you, he would fall apart in front of you. He would beg, apologize, and fix everything but somehow, he hesitated, at his hesitation.
He lost you.
A ghost sigh left your lips.
“Goodbye, Eddie.”
— “i can’t find a pulse, my heart won’t start anymore for you.”
⟴ DECEMBER ‘90
The crowd went wild as the entire stadium sang and jumped along, among the crowd was Eddie Munson. He is currently watching Metallica perform in California, all the songs gave him familiarity and connection. As he was also surprised people recognized him and got his autograph. He had this huge grin on his face, he looked like a kid, felt like a kid.
Yet, he feels empty.
And unknown.
On the other side of the world, you sat and watch the sunset in Hawkins as Steve pulls you out of your trance.
“We got the tickets. Robin and I were wondering if you wanna come with us…” He waved the ticket in front of you, Corroded Coffin’s world tour. “Didn’t Dustin wanna come?” Steve raised his eyebrows.
“He does, but he is busy…” Steve chuckles as you also got the note. “With college.”
The crowd was loud and jumping at their song, as Eddie was in his element. Steve, Robin, and you were watching from afar. As the two criticize the show, while you had this small sad smile on your face. As the show reaches its final leg, the camera on the concert hits you.
Eddie stared at the screen for a long period.
As he stared at where you sat, you were so far, so far away from him. As his heart starts to pound louder, the cheers of the crowd meant nothing, you were there. The message of each band member meant nothing, you were there. As he heard his own heart, you felt…
Nothing. Your heart did not beat as fast as his, Your eyes did not sparkle as much as his.
And then, he knew. He knew.
As the camera left your seat, you wore a sad smile that matches Eddie’s defeated eyes.
In the bliss of the moment, he had everything, his dreams, his wish, his dream guitar, and the crowd that loves him. But upon gaining everything, he also lost everything.
He lost you.
-- fin.
the ending was a bit rush but atleast it's done HAHAHA, n e way more eddie fic is coming on the way including a short series, the following stories are written last year but I wasn't able to post it due to school stuffs. ;> hope you guys love this angsty stuff. i promise i will give you guys fluff!!
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stop, you're losing me. - eddie munson. des. fluff/angst. | inspired by: you're losing me by t.swift, established relationship, rockstar!eddie, songfic | w.c 1.9k
Halloween Party - Billy Hargrove
Billy x Fem!reader
Warnings: none
Word count: 1,560
Summary: At Tommy’s Halloween party a certain couple talks about their secret relationship. Will they decide to tell everyone or will insecurities get in the way?
Authors Note: So basically I just wanted to be able to post a Halloween Imagine on Halloween. So I wrote this which I personally thought would be short but just the dialog ended up being on paper 9 pages (ten on google docs), then adding all the details and etc etc it filled up. This ended up longer than I thought it would be but I’ll never complain about that haha. I wanted to be able to post something on this holiday and I’m proud of this. I chose Stranger Things for the Halloween Imagine cause they actually go through the holiday in the show so perfect. Thank You and Happy Halloween
Prompts: “Oh yeah, I’m totally into cannibalism.” - @bookofmirth
“You’d be a lot more intimidating if you weren’t dressed like that.” - @olicityropes
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“Come on Y/n/n. Cheer up.” Steve spoke from upfront in the driver’s seat after having been glancing back at his sister for the hundredth time. In the last 8-minute car ride.
“It’s a party, you love parties.” Nancy added giving Y/n a quick smile and glance from the passenger’s seat. Y/n appreciated their worry but it’s not like she could tell them why she wasn’t herself.
“It just wasn’t a good day ok? I’ll cheer up once we get there. Promise.” Y/n told them from the backseat. She just couldn’t wait till they got to Tommy’s Halloween Party, then she could get out of the car and go find the person she’s been missing all day.
Once they arrived at the party Steve, Nancy, and Y/n separated. She left her brother to have some time alone with Nancy. All the while Y/n went in search of a certain person. The party was already practically full so it was a little harder to find anyone.
Luckily enough for Y/n the person she was in the process of looking for had already spotted her and was heading over towards her.
When Billy reached Y/n he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her back into his chest. Y/n let out a squeal of surprise. Billy leaned his head down a bit and started off kissing along her neck and shoulders. Before he decided to get a bigger reaction out of her and bite down on her neck. “WHAT THE HELL BILLY!”
“Just wanted to surprise my girl.” Billy mumbled into her hair as he kissed the top of her head, as he chuckled a bit at the reaction he got.
“By biting my neck?” Y/n asked turning her head to look at him with an amused look.
“Oh yeah, I’m totally into cannibalism.” Billy nodded, speaking with a totally serious face and tone. Y/n broke out into a smile and laughter, Billy ended up breaking and joined in.
“You’re so weird, and cute at the same time.” Y/n shook her head at Billy’s antics as she turned her whole body to face him.
“Thank you” Billy smirked proudly.
Y/n shook her head and chuckled “That was really only half a compliment.”
Billy’s smirk turned into a smile and he hummed before answering. “Considering you love both of those qualities about me, the whole thing is a compliment, Sweetheart.” The couple laughed softly at his statement, knowing it was completely true. After the two both calmed down the laughter Billy decided to ask the question he was pretty sure he already knew the answer to but it still was bothering him. “Your brother come tonight?”
Y/n looked up at her boyfriend, already knowing where this is coming from on his part. She nodded ‘yes’ while answering. “Yes. He drove me.”
Billy hummed, nodding to show he heard. Billy ran his tongue along his teeth, hanging his head before speaking. “I wish you would have let me drive you.”
“Billy. . .” Y/n sighed
“I know, I know.” He nodded already knowing where this would go. Where it goes every time.
“You didn’t want him to find out either.” Y/n pointed out to him, poking him in the chest.
“I know, it just sucks.” Billy admitted
“I agree.” Y/n agreed leaning her head against his chest with a sigh. “Maybe we should say screw it.” With that statement, Billy burst out in laughter as if that was the funniest thing he had heard all night. Y/n pulled out of his warm embrace to look at him. “I’m being serious Billy.” Y/n smacked him hard across the chest.
“Ouch” he chuckled, rubbing his chest that was turning red in the spot that she had hit. But it wasn’t hard enough to bruise. Both of them knew that. Billy forced his attention back on Y/n. “You’d be a lot more intimidating if you weren’t dressed like that.” Billy tilted his head sucking in a breath looking Y/n up and down, checking her out. Billy reached out to take her hips but Y/n moved a few steps back out of his reach.
Y/n smirked up at him and raised a brow. “Oh, so you like my costume?”
Billy nodded a little quickly, but he definitely likes it. “It’s fucking sexy.”
“Hmmm, so is yours.” Y/n hummed sizing up her boyfriend, who of course chose a costume that showed off his chest. Which Y/n love’s but right now she was trying to have a serious conversation about the topic at hand. “But I was being serious, Hargrove.”
“Oh so we’re back to last names, Harrington?” Billy smirked
Y/n sighed in defeat giving Billy her best puppy dog look. “Billy be serious for a few minutes, please.”
Billy gave a slight nod before surveying the house. He grabbed her hand and lead her to a more private area to talk about this. “Ok, ok. Tell your brother were together?”
“Yes” Y/n nodded
“Babe, we both know for a fact he’s gonna think I’ve just been using you to piss him off. Now that’s never been why, and I’ve tryed to make that clear in our relationship to you the best I can. The thought of your brother figuring out or telling him, in the beginning, was a bonus. To piss him off like that. Him having to deal with his sister dating his enemy. Priceless.” Billy stated as they entered an empty guest room. He sighed running a hand through his hair in frustration before continuing on with his explanation. “But now its different. Now I don’t want it to piss him off. Not on purpose at least. I’m serious about this. About us.”
Y/n smiled at him, her eyes filled with adoration. “I know, Billy. I’m serious about this too.”
“I just don’t want to lose you. Especially over something like that.” He admitted with a shake of his head. Billy did not want to lose her.
“You won’t lose me, Billy. I promise.” Y/n spoke gently but still with a firm tone so he would know she meant it, with all her heart. She rushed over to him cupping the sides of his face, stroking his fingers gently across his cheeks.
“Don’t get me wrong, Y/n. I would like nothing more than to tell your brother- tell everyone. I want to show you off, that your mine, to all the world. But I don’t want to ruin this.” Billy pointed between them towards the end, for emphasis. He scoffed at himself and the situation as he took a step back and sat down on the bed.
“No one will take what we have, Billy. I promise. Not my brother, not Tommy, Carol, Nancy, your father. No one.” Y/n stated as she took a step back as well, so she stood between his legs. Y/n’s hands were leaving Billy. “So what’d you say?” Y/n asked moving her left hand to cup the back of his neck and right hand down to intertwine their hands together.
“We can tell everyone. I’ll fight for us if anything happens.” Billy nodded, agreeing to let their relationship be known to the rest of Hawkins. They have both been wanting to since the begging but the two also knew it’d be better if they waited. Well, no more waiting.
“Me too.” Y/n agreed biting her lip, trying to contain her excitement.
“My fathers getting nowhere near what we have though.” Billy stated with hard eyes and voice. He was never gonna let his abusive, asshole father anywhere near his girl, or their relationship.
Y/n nodded in agreement, absolutely understanding where he was coming from. “I completely understand that.”
“Wanna go tell everyone now?” Billy asked wiggling his eyebrows while moving his unoccupied hand to hold her hip.
“Huh?” Y/n tilted her head, mouth open and eye wide in shock.
“Well, everyone from school is here tonight- or at least most of them.” He pointed out. But Y/n was still in a little shock. Normally having this conversation was like pulling teeth. An with how this one started off she thought it was gonna go that same way, but it didn’t. Y/n let out a series of small laughs which made him ask. “What?”
Y/n shook her head. “Nothing just. You went from not really wanting to, to wanting to tonight.”
Billy smirked pulling her closer with a tug, making her fall into him. “If we’re gonna do this we need to do this with a bang.”
“Wait, Billy.” Y/n pulled away to look at him as much as his grip would let her.
“Yeah?”
“You still want to drive me?” she asked amused but also hoping he still did want to drive her.
Billy nodded “‘course. Why?”
“Well, once we announce our relationship I don’t think Steve’s gonna wanna take me home. Or drive me anywhere for a while.” Y/n bit her lip giving him a mischievous smile.
“I’d drive you everywhere and anywhere if you’d let me.” Billy mirrored her smile before pulling her in for a kiss. They deserve to enjoy the last few minutes of their secret before the inevitable happens.
Your Part Of My Family - Billy Hargrove
Billy Hargrove x Fem!reader
Warnings: none
Word count: 2,225
Summary: Y/n doesn’t want Billy to have to spend Thanksgiving alone.
Authors Note: I wanted to write something for this Thanksgiving. Something that had to do with the Holiday. I started this Thursday before thanksgiving (so last Thursday), and then in the span of 3 days finished all the non-dialog, typed it the day before Thanksgiving (yesterday). It was a little stressful trying to get it done and typed in time, and I could have just saved it for next year but I really wanted to post it today. Happy Thanksgiving!
Y/m/n = Your/Moms/Name
Y/n/n = Your/Nick/Name
Y/l/n = Your/Last/Name
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“So what are you doing for Thanksgiving?” Y/n asked from her bed as Billy snooped through her dresser drawers. He always did after she went to the mall. Hoping to sneak a peak at any new lingerie she might have gotten. Y/n on the other hand was just laying on her bed, looking through a magazine Billy brought over with him. Specifically for her to read. She glanced up at him to see his answer to her question. Y/n has learned how to read Billys face very well since the two got to befriends, let alone since they’ve been together.
“Nothing.” Billy shrugged his shoulders. To busy looking through her underwear to look at her an answer.
“Billy, you can’t just do nothing. Its Thanksgiving!” Y/n exclaimed, moving to sit up on her bed, leaning against the headboard.
“Well my father and Susan are going to visit some of her family a few states over for the holiday week. Their taking Max but- my father said if I can’t behave than I might as well not go. Well, since I don’t want to go anyway I decided to stay here.” Billy explained with a scoff to start off with before talking. As he spoke Billy closed her underwear drawer and walked across her room and sat next to Y/n on her full-sized bed.
Y/n grimaced at Billy’s explanation. She knows all about how Billy’s father treats him. An quite frankly Y/n who would love to tell Hopper and get him out of there. “Billy…”
“Listen. I don’t want to spend the holidays with the Mayfields anyway.” Billy shook his head making a noise between a grunt and another scoff. Billy reached down to hold her hand. “None of them consider me family. To them I’m the boy who has a dead mother and a perfect father, and I don’t appreciate any part of my life. They don’t consider me family and it goes both ways. I don't consider them part of my family either. They don’t know me.”
Y/n reached her free hand up to run through her boyfriends curly hair. Silently telling him that she cares for him without saying it. “Well, if their stupid enough to believe that your father is a saint then screw them. They don’t deserve you, Billy.”
“Besides the only family I need is you.” Billy stated, leaning into her touch. He turned his neck to look his girl in her eyes. The sincerity in his eyes tell her just how much he really mean his statement.
For the rest of the Saturday the couple laughed, joked, talked, and messed around in Y/n’s room. That is till her mom came home from shopping, coming back with pizza and coke-a-cola. Y/m/n, Y/n’s mom told Billy he could stay for dinner (like always). He stayed and they all ate before Billy inevitably had to go home. No matter how much he wished he could stay. An as much as Y/n wished he didn’t have to, he did have to go home. Go back to his house, but she did get an idea.
# # #
“Hey, mom.” Y/n greeted in a tone suggesting that she had a question to ask.
“Yes, hunny?” Y/n’s mom spoke as she sat all the grocery bags down on the kitchen counter.
“I have a question. About Thanksgiving.” Y/n bit her lip, moving to help her mom unpack all the groceries.
“Shoot sweetheart” Y/m/n smiled at her daughter
She nodded looking away. Y/n took a deep breath before she turned away to continue putting food away. “Well… Billy’s family is leaving for the week, to spend the holiday with Max’s mom’s family, and Billy’s father told him basically he’s not welcome to join. So he’ll be-”
“All alone for Thanksgiving.” Y/m/n finished her daughters sentence with a knowing smile.
“Yeah.”
“Well I already planned on telling you that you could invite him to out house for Thanksgiving dinner.” Y/n’s mother told her after letting out a breath.
“Thank you mom.” Y/n smiled at her, turning to look at her mom.
“Its not like he wouldn’t be here anyway.” Y/m/n teased her daughter with a smirk and a wiggle of her eyebrows.
“MOM!” Y/n screeched out with a mix of shock and embarrassment on her face.
“Oh relax. I’m just teasing you.” Her mom laughed. Y/m/n walked closer to her daughter, pulling her into a hug before continuing. “I’m your mom. Its my job. An I don’t mind how much Billy’s over. Especially if it keeps him out of that house.”
Y/n hugged her mom back, enjoying her mom’s embrace. Her mothers words bringing her joy. The fact that her boyfriend wouldn’t have to spend Thanksgiving alone. “Well I’ll tell Billy when he comes over later.”
With that Y/n went upstairs to her room, to call Billy about him coming over later after his father, Susan and Max left on the road to head out of Hawkins.
It didn’t take long for him to pick up, glad that Y/n’s call could distract him from his fathers obsessive yelling about what he needed to do and not do while they are gone.
Billy agreed to come over once the car was packed up and his father was the hell out of dodge.
# # #
“You know I do have a front door. Right?” Y/n sighed not even looking up at the sound of her own bedroom window opening. Knowing who it was already. The only person who uses her window as a door, thee Billy Hargrove ladies and gentleman she joked in her head.
“Where’s the fun in that?” Billy scoffed smiling at her, before practically leaping across her room landing face first on the bed.
Y/n giggled at his words and at his actions. Her laughter being contagious Billy joined in. Once the laughter had died down some Y/n put her sketch book aside on her nightstand, and turned her body to face his on the bed before speaking. “Hey. So I asked my mom an she told me that she was already gonna tell me that if I wanted that if you wante-”
“Y/n” Billy interrupted
“Hmmmm?” She hummed
“Point.” he smiled at her cheekily
“If you want, you are welcome to come and join my family for Thanksgiving.” Y/n offered with a gentle smile
Billy let out a big dramatic sigh looking around her room, pretending to think about her proposition. “I’m not gonna pass up on your moms cooking.” He smirked. At his response Y/n rolled her eyes jokingly. Billy laughed and gave a quick raise of both eyebrows and a tilt of his head before he spoke. “And it’d be nice to be in a family- a real family environment.”
Y/n grabbed his hand, intertwining their fingers. Getting his attention to look her in the eyes as she stated seriously. “You are family, Billy.”
He smiled at her with adoration in his eyes. “Should I bring anything?”
Y/n shrugged “If you want to. You don’t have to.”
The young couple both readjusted their positions on the bed and as Billy rested his head on Y/n’s stomach he spoke up. “Hey, Y/n.”
“Yes Billy?” she answered
Billy moved her shirt up a little and gave her a kiss on the stomach. “Thanks”
“No problem.” Y/n smiled, running her fingers through his hair.
# # #
It was Thanksgiving day and most of Y/n’s family had already arrived. Y/n had been helping her mom out the night before and most of the morning getting all the food ready. All that was left was for her notorious bad boy boyfriend, who is actually a big softly, to show up.
“Could you get that, Y/n/n.” Y/m/n asked Y/n as the doorbell went off and her hands are full with a hot turkey in a pan.
“Yeah, sure.” Y/n nodded heading out of the kitchen to the front door. As she got to the front door and opened it, there stood her boyfriend. “Hello, handsome.”
Billy smirked. “Hello, gorgeous.” He stated leaning in to kiss his girl on the lips. As soon as the kiss started to get heated Y/n’s mom came into the doorway and the couple pulled apart.
“Ah! Billy, come in. I’m glad you could make it.” Y/n’s mom greeted the young man and pulled him into the warm house. Hawkins being very cold in the winter.
“Thank you, for extending the invitation.” Billy thanked Misses y/l/n, smiling gratefully at her. He knows he could never truly express how much he appreciated this and everything else she’s done for him.
“Billy. You are part of this family.” Y/m/n stated seriously to the young man who has stolen her daughters heart.
Through out the night Billy had a great time chatting with Y/n’s family. Every single person treated him as if he’s been in their family since the day he was born. Playing with her younger cousins and helping serve out the food. Y/n admired the way Billy got along so well with her family, her younger cousins, and helping with the food as much as he could. She knew Billy didn’t get to have things like this, but seeing him in this setting. Carefree. It warmed Y/n’s heart that she could do that for him.
Billy had changed so much since they started dating. His bad boy persona had died down, he got into less fights, and so much more… She also gave him a place to hide from his abusive father and the judgment of all the towns people as they jokingly called all the people of Hawkins.
She gave him a place to call home, and a family.
Billy gets to be himself in this environment. With her. Billy completely fits in with her family, home, and life. Billy truly believes they are meant to be together, not that he’d say it out loud. At least not now. But he will protect what they have with his life.
“Billy if you would like you can stay over tonight.” Y/n’s mom told him with a smile. She did not want him to be alone. Whether its a holiday or not.
“Yeah. Thank you Misses Y/l/n.” Billy thanked nodding shocked at her offer. Then again he shouldn’t be. She did these kind of things for him all the time.
“Just leave the door cracked.” she winked teasing the couple suggestively.
At this Billy chuckled loving his girls moms antics and humor. Y/n on the other hand blushed at her moms implement. “Will do, mom.”
With that Y/n and Billy headed up the stairs to her room, pretty much all the guest had already left for the night. Once they got in the room Billy smirked and let out a laugh. “I really enjoy your family, babe.”
“Their your family to now.” Y/n turned to him with a smile that told Billy all he needed to know. She bit her lip walking over to him. “My mom told me that you became family the minute the we got serious serious. And when she saw you treated me with respect, and that you weren’t the jackass everyone in town thinks you are.”
Billy gave a “nawww” shaking his head with a smile of amusement. “Can’t have anyone but you and your mom knowing I’m nota complete asshole.”
“Max knows” Y/n smirked when Billy rolled his eyes, Y/n decided to continue on with her words and with approaching him with a knowing look. “Look I know you pretend to hate Max, but I also know that you do actually care about her.”
“God, why did you have to befriend the brat.” Billy shook his head and groaned.
“Cause she’s not a brat. And you know it !” Y/n poked him in the chest
“Yeah, yeah.” he mumbled
She came chest to chest with him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Looking up at him with admiration in her eyes. “I’m glad you came tonight. You deserve to have a good Thanksgiving.”
Billy wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her impossibly closer. He smiled at her with the same amount of admiration if not more. “I’m extremely grateful to have you in my life. An it was nice, to finally have a normal Thanksgiving.”
Y/n smiled up at him. “Love you.”
“I love you too.” Billy smiled back at her, before they leaned into the kiss. Which lead to Billy pushing her back gently till the back of her legs hit the edge of her bed. Making the both of them fall on to the mattress. Y/n started giggling into the kiss. Needless to say it was a great Thanksgiving for the both of them. Y/n got to have the love of her life over for Thanksgiving, and Billy got to have a nice and fun Thanksgiving with the love of his life. Girl of his dreams.
Maybe for the rest of the Hargrove boys life Thanksgivings will be like this. At least he damn well hopes they are.
I Promise - Billy Hargrove
Billy x Fem!reader
Warnings: none
Word count: 769
Summary: Billy is infatuated with Y/n.The only girl who will basically tell him where he can shove it in Hawkins. But with that being said will she say yes to a date?
Authors Note: Prompt #495 @creativepromptsforwriting is the whole base for this Imagine. Its really short so I’m sorry to everyone that follows me for that. I had 3 pages left in one of my note books and I wrote this. (I ended up having to add to the back of the 3rd page so kinda 4 pages). Even though it’s short I still really enjoyed writing it and I’m glad I wrote it. Also I’m trying out adding “Masterlist” and the masterlist for the series the character is from. Is that easier?
Masterlist
Stranger Things Masterlist
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“No” Y/n stated shutting her locker
“Come one, please.” Billy whined taking a step closer towards the only girl in Hawkins that resists him.
“I said no, Hargrove.” Y/n turned looking him in the eyes hoping this would be the last time she had to state it.
“Y/l/n, just give me a chance.” Billy pleaded. With his reputation he knew it would be hard to get her to believe he was truly serious, he’s ready to beg if needed.
“I’m not gonna be just another notch on your belt. So no.” y/n spoke very clearly hoping that she made her point clear to Hawkins resident bad boy. An with that she left him standing in the high school hallway. Left to process what she had just told him and watch her walk away.
Even though Y/n seemed to be trying to make it very clear to him Billy is determined not to give up. He wants her, and what Billy Hargrove wanted Billy Hargrove got. Just this one wasn’t going to be as easy to get. But worth it.
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Once he got out of the doors he spotted her sitting there. It had been four days since the incident by Y/ns locker in the school hallway. Billy figured he gave her time to settle down from how annoyed she had gotten at their last encounter. So he’s going to try again, and upon seeing her all alone out front of the school, it seemed like a good time as any.
“What do you want now, Hargrove?” Y/n asked not even glancing up when she felt someone approach her. There was only one person the would while she’s working on homework outside of school. All her friends having left early.
“Please, just give me a chance? I’ve never tried this hard to get a girl before.” Billy asked softly, not in his usual sounding voice. Not gruff or cocky. This got Y/n to look up curiously. Now the look on his face and his tone got her rethinking her decision.
“I-I don’t know Billy.” Y/n stuttered shifting on the step she was sitting on. Now not knowing if she should give into him, and her recent thoughts of giving him a chance. That maybe he means it.
“Well, I got you to use my first name so I must be getting somewhere.” he laughed out in relief, but jokes aside it was true. But by the look on Y/n’s face that changed from unsure to annoyed once again said he wasn’t helping himself. “Ok, ok bad joke.”
Y/n sighed gently shaking her head from side to side picking up her bag and stuffing her homework and school book back inside, getting ready to get up and walk away. “Billy, I would love to give you a chance but…”
Billy could tell his time was clicking with her even considering saying ‘yes’ this time. “What if I make you a promise?” he rushed put hoping it would pique her interest. At least enough to get her to stay.
“What kind of promise?” Y/n asked trying to keep her face neutral to not show how interested she was in his proposal.
“Well, for starters you wouldn’t be another notch on my belt.” Billy tried lightening the mood with a joke. A joke that happens to use her own words from a couple of days ago.
“What else?” she rolled her eye’s hoping she wasn’t wasting her time asking him to continue on.
Billy nodded understanding he wasn’t getting anywhere with his current tactics. “I promise, after this time I won’t try again.”
Y/n stood there for a minute letting his promise sink in. She has been liking ~secretly~ the attention he had been giving her the last multiple months. An maybe she did like him like he’s claiming he likes her. “Fine. Deal. Better make a good impression Hargrove.” She sighed, hoping she doesn’t regret this and end up broken-hearted.
Billy on the other hand was already trying to think of the prefect date. Of course he’s been on dates before but those were just to please the girl enough to let him into their pants. But this date, this date is important. To prove he’s serious about wanting to be with her and making a real relationship with her. That she won’t just be another hookup or as she so welly put it “notch on his belt”.
Billy’s determined, determined enough to maybe ask Max and her friend El for ideas. “I promise you won’t regret it.”
Purpose - Billy Hargrove
Billy x Fem!reader
Warnings: none I don’t think
Word count: 545
Summary: Prompt: Cuddling, playing with Billy's clothes subconsciously
Authors Note: I really like this idea, it's something I know I have done myself. With my friends for my anxiety and just cause. I also thought it was really cute.
Masterlist
Stranger Things Masterlist
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“You okay?” Billy asked as they sat in class. He had noticed that the last couple of months Y/n whenever she got quite or even if they were near eachother. Y/n was always touching him, cuddling into him or even playing with his clothes. Billy had a theory that she might not know she’s doing it or why.
“Hmm? Yeah why?” Y/n hummed looking to him with questioning eyes.
Billy shok his head before leaning over a tiny bit to kiss her on the forehead. “Nothing.”
Billy believed he had his answer now, but he didn’t acre he was just happy having her close.
A few weeks later they were sitting on the hood of Billy’s car in the school parking lot. Carol and Tommy were there and Carol felt the need to put someone down. Y/n just happened to be the target of the day.
Carol tilted her head with an evil smirk on her lips, and eyed Y/n up and down before speaking. “A little clingy there Y/n.”
Y/n shifted feeling uncomfortable now in her own skin. Which irritated Billy immensely.
“Fuck off Carol.” Billy spat out which slightly scared Carol but she covered it with a scoff and changed her focus. Billy gripped Y/n’s hand tighter in his and turned his head a bit to look at her. “You're fine, y/n/n. I promise.”
Y/n smiled up at him through her lashes, leaning her head on his shoulder gratefully. “Thanks.”
“No need to thank me.” Billy told her, shrugging his shoulders but not to much he didn’t want to disturb her.
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“Am I clingy?” Y/n asked sitting on Billy’s bed. Neil and Susan had gone out and taken Max with them. So since the house was empty Billy felt okay enough to have her over. That she’d be safe since his father was gone.
Ever since Carol’s comment the other day she hadn’t been able to stop thinking bout how much she did touch Billy.
“What?” Billy turned his head to look at her lightening quick.
“What Carol said-” Y/n started as she looked down playing with her fingers nervously.
“Carols a fucking bitch that couldn’t tell a cow from a rat. Don’t listen to her.” Billy growled going back to his task.
“Okay.” Y/n mumbled out softly, which caused Billy to look back at her. Studying her for a second before appoarching her.
“Hey,listen to me.” Billy stated cupping her face in his hands, lifting her head enough to look him in the yes. “Your not clingy. Okay? Your not.”
“But I’m constantly touching you-”
“So!” Billy exclaimed raising his shoulder up before dropping them. Billy didn’t want to change their dynamic for the world. He felt special when she touched him like he had a bigger purpose than he thought in the world. “Y/n/n, I love that your constantly touching me, or playing with my clothes or- anything. I enjoy it. It makes me feel like I have a purpose. I’m your comfort.”
And that he was, even if Y/n didn’t want to admit it out loud Billy was like a security blanket to her. And Billy wouldn’t have it any other way.
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I NEED HELP
Hello, I would like to say first that I'm sorry for posting this art without consent from the artist, but the reason why I'm posting is exactly because I need to find out who this artist is and where can I find them?!?!!
Somebody pinned this on pinterest without a link and I'm going crazy trying to find who they are. So if anyone knows them, knkws if they have a social media of any sort please tell me!!!!! I'm desperate at this point!!!
Edit: Just so you guys know that I've found them!! I did a repost talking about it, but I don't know if many people saw it, so I'm making this edit to share their Instagram: @/teefbabyy, and ask everyone to go give them some love ❤.
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I NEED HELP
Hello, I would like to say first that I'm sorry for posting this art without consent from the artist, but the reason why I'm posting is exactly because I need to find out who this artist is and where can I find them?!?!!
Somebody pinned this on pinterest without a link and I'm going crazy trying to find who they are. So if anyone knows them, knkws if they have a social media of any sort please tell me!!!!! I'm desperate at this point!!!
I just really wanna talk about Scooby Gang x The Fruity Four parallels
As we all know there are a bunch of parallels to be made with the two groups, even the actors said that they would joke about it whenever they have scenes together. However something that I always get a little stuck thinking about, is how people view this character and how the matches doesn't seem quite right in my books tbh.
Of course that the obvious matches are easy to go by at first, putting the girls as the girls and the boys as the boys. I'm not saying that you shouldn't view this in the way you want to, or think is the best, you don't even have to agree with me in all this. Is just that in my perspective, isn't it more fun to just go deeper into this thing?
Cause, even if the physical parallels aren't quite right, if we talk about it only in an character analysis basis, to me it makes no sense for Nancy to be Daphne, Steve to be Fredd, Robin to be Velma, and Eddie to be Shaggy.
So I'm gonna give you guys my personal opinions about who should be who:
Nancy is definitely Velma. They are the smart ones, the ones who holds more information about stuff, the ones that comes up with a plan at the spot, and the most observant of the group. They are quick thinkers and resourceful. They know where to look for clues, where to look for information, and who to talk to first. Both Velma and Nancy are viewed like the nerdy miss perfects, but they are also both very ambitious young ladies that are always proving to everyone how badass they can also be, and how well they can hold themselves alone.
Steve is Daphne, not only because both are usually put aside byeveryone as just being the pretty face of the group and the dumb one, while also having their potential being looked down on, but also because they are usually the ones that don't care about being face first with danger if it's for the safety of the others/benefit of the plan. Like Daphne, Steve is very caring with everyone in the group, the one that is always making sure everybody is doing ok, the most loyal of the crew, no one gets left behind in their watch. They are both hopeless romantics, they like seeing people in love, they like seen people being happy, principally if this people are their friends. They are the mom friend through and through.
Eddie is no doubtlessly Fred. The crafts makers of the bunch, the ones who know where to get stuff, how to build stuff, how to get the group going. Let's not forget that it was Eddie the one who gave the ideas of where they could get weapons, what they could use as a vehicle, where he could hide while people were looking for him. He is a dnd master after all, so he knows how to build traps for his players, and he knows how to command and guide a group like no other. Fred is not a know it all like Velma is, but he knows his stuff much like Eddie, he might not be academically smart, but he is smart in his areas. Plus Eddie drives a van, so the parallel is somewhat there already lol.
And finally, Robin is Shaggy. And yeah, I know it may not look like it at first, but you gotta admit they are both a ball of anxiety at all times, plus they are also the ones always looking for the worst case scenarios in all situations. A lot of people look at Shaggy like he is just the scared one of the group, but Shaggy is also the person who is always there for others much like Robin is. And yes they might be scared about most things, they might even have a list about the things that scare them the most, but is not like they aren't going to help anyways even if it's against their safety principles. Their chaotic energy is usually what pushes the groups to go at the right places most of the times, even if on accident they both got a instinct for finding what the group needs, and without them alot of the times the group wouldn't be even able to move forward.
So yeah, this are all my intakes on that matter. Hope you guys like it, and let me know what you all think in the comments maybe lol. That's all I have for today.
Every gay friend group has:
A Himbo
A Mean Bisexual
An Even Meaner Lesbian/Gay
She/Theys and He/Theys
A Token Straight who is on Tin Ice
An Astrology Bitch who has Everyone's Chart Memorized
And a Short King / Queen
(I should have done one of this earlier, but well, better late than never right?)
F.N.T (Fascinating New Thing) - A Steddie Fanfic
Inspired by '10 things I Hate About You'- with some twists.
Fandom: Stranger Things(2016)
Main Pairings: StevexEddie(Steddie), RobinxChrissy(Buckingham)
Rated: Mature
Word Count: +16k
Chapter Count: 1 out of 9
Summary: When the finale of a huge campaign gets in the way of The Party's plan to go to the WinterBall before the Holidays season, the kids decide to take matters into their own hands. And what better way to make sure that their D&D master changes plans, than to make Steve Harrington be Eddie Munson's own personal wingman and find him a date to the ball? The only problem is, that first Steve needs to befriend a guy who he is not only hella jealous of (not that he will ever admit that), but who also hates his guts.
Or.: Just another Steddie fanfic retelling of the 1999’s rom/com classic, ‘10 Things I Hate About You’.
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Steve observed the trio for a moment before looking back at Robin who, bless her heart- she had also heard everything and, by the look in her face and the nervously biting of her thumb nail, was probably as confused about the ‘plan’ as he was-, took a step forward to ask: "So let me get this straight, in summary, you want Steve to seduce your Dungeon Master, which is a very weird name for a position in a nerd's game by the way, so you guys can go to the WinterBall with your girlfriends?"
She received a resonant ‘yep' from the Sinclair and Henderson duo, as Steve decided to ignore the fact that Wheeler seemed to grimace a little at the end of her question, looking away from them and muttering something intelligible under his breath. It was probably best to leave it alone right now, make it a discussion for another time in the future.
"Well, not exactly to seduce him, more like…" Dustin corrected, flapping his hand and trailing off a bit while looking for the right word to replace the term with. "Befriend him, maybe?"
Steve couldn’t contain the loud 'ha' that his body pushed out of him, making him lean forward a bit exasperated. "And what in the world makes you think that Eddie Munson of all people would want to be friends with me?"
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Can you write a Steve Harrington pre-season 4 fluff request where his girlfriend is Dustin's older sister after years of friendship and mutual pining and basically, she is taking care of him and the medicine makes him loopy enough for him to forget that they're already a couple, so he re-confesses and she teases him when he's better?
Here it is, sorry it’s late!
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Loopy Confessions - Steve Harrington
Pairing: Steve Harrington x Reader
Requested: Yes
Warnings: swearing, loopy steve, re-confessing one's feelings, FLUFF
Word Count: 859
Summary: While helping Steve clean up after getting drugged and beat up by Russians under the Starcourt Mall, he re-confesses his love for you unaware that you're already dating.
Knowing Steve, he was a bit dumb when it comes to love that's why he's always had dates and not girlfriends. That was odd to him but to you it wasn't because you knew how much of a dork he was and for that, women weren't as interested as you were. You had fallen head over heels for your friend, unaware that he likes you back but thought the same thing you thought.
Having a crush on each other was hard because you both wanted to confess but had the idea that if you or Steve confessed to each other one would simply decide that they don't want to date him/her, so you kept it a secret around him but Nancy and Robin knew something was up between you and Steve.
Finally, you thought it was a good idea to confess and little did you know, Steve liked you back. You started dating fairly quickly, and that made you happy. Things took a turn when Steve, Robin, you, Erica and Dustin broke into underground Russian head quarters beneath Starcourt Mall. It annoyed you to go with them but you went anyway because you wanted to protect you little brother, not notching Steve trying to protect you.
The three of you managed to get out alive but Steve and Robin risked their lives to protect you and the kids as you dragged Steve towards a bench in the mall, you ran and grabbed some medical supplies from the back in the first aid kit, prying it open and grabbing something, anything that can help Steve and his open sores.
"Steve, hey," You say as Steve looks at you, staring into your eyes. "I'm gonna give you some meds to ease the pain, OK? Then I'm gonna clean you up."
He nods, trying to process everything you just said as he gets distracted by your leg, noticing a large cut on it. He tries to get you to look at it, but you are more focused on Steve's injuries more than your own. you grab your hoodie and rip some fabric off it and grabbing a bottle of liquid medicine and reading the label to see if its safe for face wounds. Since it is, you drip some onto the cloth before dabbing Steve's wounds as he pulls away from you and winces at it.
"Ow, that hurts," He complains.
"I'm sorry, babe. I'm trying to be as gentle as I can be, but it is kinda hard to clean a wound when you're moving away."
He nods, moving closer to you as he tries to kiss you. You now pull away, eying Steve as he becomes sad as you grab some meds, pouring two out from the bottle. You hand him the two pills as he swallows them, waiting for the effects to hit. Once when the medicine kicks in, Steve becomes a little giggly as he plays with your hair as you focus cleaning his wounds.
"You're so pretty, I wish you were my girlfriend. That would be great if you were."
You chuckle at him while setting the cloth down and grabbing some bandages and covering Steve's open wounds. You finish up, tossing the bloody cloth and other stuff away before coming back and grabbing something for your leg sore, wrapping it up then packing up the first aid kit and setting it to the side, looking towards Steve as he grabs your hand.
"I love you, Y/N Y/L/N. I've always been in love with you and tired of thinking of you and around you but not physically. Will you be my girlfriend/boyfriend, Y/N?"
You giggle at your boyfriend, stopping almost immediately when he furrows his brows and complains that you're giggling. "Yes, Steve Harrington. I'll be your girlfriend." Bursting out laughing at him before stopping.
For the next few minutes, Steve is still drugged a bit before finally coming back together and acting like his normal self. You both rise to your feet, bringing him into a hug and telling him how scared you were when you saw how badly his open sores were. He holds you close before pulling away as you smile, beginning to tease him.
"I love you, Y/N Y/L/N. I've always been in love with you," You tease, imitating him.
"Okay, okay. You can stop."
"Thinking of you and around you but not physically," You continue teasing him more as he becomes slightly irritated.
"Okay, Okay. I hear you. You can stop now."
You begin making smooching sounds, holding your hands to your heart and smiling cutesy at him as he rolls his eyes. You slowly take it down and giggling causing him to pick up you, holding you close as you shout for him to stop. He playfully puts you on your feet as your bandage falls off, causing him to see it as he decides to help you.
You decline his offer as you grab your bandage, wrapping it around your leg and focusing on Steve. He brings your lips to his, staying there for a few seconds before pulling away from you.
REQUESTS
There's not very many fics for Eddie Munson or Joseph Quinn, so please, request something. I'm up for anything; smut, fluff, angst.
𝐉𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐡 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
Joseph::
Insecure | angst, fluff, (slight) smut (WIP)
My Broadway Beauty | fluff, broadway!au (WIP)
Eddie Munson::
Dealing Gone Wrong |angst with a fluffy ending
Full 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭
✨ = re-written/edited * = requested 💋 = smut/nsfw
<warnings will be presented in each scenario. all character and actors will be separate from each other.>
All fics included on this blog are currently under editing. and unreleased fics are being written, please be patient. There are a lot of requests to unfold!
Please check out @strangerficsx! It's my second account I started a few months back, and began publishing Stranger Things content. Only if you all want to, of course.
Stranger Things
Steve Harrington
loopy confessions *
mini harrington / part one | part two | part three | part four
Eddie Munson
deal gone wrong *
Fear Street (1994,1978,1666)
Deena Johnson
first time 💋
Cindy Berman
the berman crush * (WIP)
alone * 💋
survive the night
Ziggy Berman
caught in the act *
i'm on fire / part one | part two *
life after
Nick Goode
after party confessions
Constance Berman
late night kisses
Friends
Rachel Green
none yet!
Monica Geller
none yet!
Chandler Bing
the one where you move in
Ross Geller
none yet!
Phoebe Buffay
none yet!
Joey Tribbiani
the one where joey falls for a waitress
Riverdale
Archie Andrews
the nightmare *💋
Joseph Quinn
insecure
broadway beauty
Emily Rudd
none yet!
Nami (One Piece)
none yet!
Sadie Sink
soft kisses
control
kisses down low
I see that you are taking requests for Eddie. I am a total angsty girl. How about a drug deal that goes wrong with Eddie so the buyers decide to get back at him by hurting you. And I mean really angsty on this one. She can die or be hurt really bad. Kidnapped, whatever you feel is good.
I would really appreciate it. Thanks in advance if you want to do it. 😊🙄
@h-ness1944 , thanks for requesting! This took me two days to write, but I hope you enjoy this!
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Deal Gone Wrong - Eddie Munson
Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader
Requested: yes
Word Count: 1,945
Warnings: heavy against, swearing, graphic depictions of kidnapping, violence, blood, broken/fractured bones, bounds, locked in confined spaces, exhaustion, drug dealing, drug use, alcohol use, gun violence, near-death, vomiting, stalking
Summary: After a drug deal, the buyers take revenge on Eddie Munson by taking something very important to her.
(A/N: I will not add rape or sexual abuse into any of my fics due to personal experiences. Thank you!)
PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!
This fic includes stuff that some people may find unsettling.
"Haha, yes! Another one!" He exclaims, walking into the trailer.
You look up at him, smiling before looking back at her book, reading the rest of the page. He rushes over to the cabinet, searching around for the 'Special K' drug to give the dealers out front. Walking back out, he gives them a small amount of the drug before they flee the front door.
Eddie returns inside.
He walks towards the bathroom, telling you that he's gonna shower before bed as you nod and get off the couch when you feel that awful feeling of someone watching you. you look out the window, trying to see if there is someone near by as the gut feeling worsens. Taking a breath, closing the curtain then walking into the bedroom to change out of your current clothes.
Suddenly, you hear a window opening in the main room of the trailer, causing you to startle before grabbing a bat next to the chest of drawers, taking a step further into the living room. You look and see nothing as you sigh in relief before lowering your hands to your side. You're about to put the bat down when you feel something cold touch your back.
You knew it was a gun, somehow you just knew just from the way it felt on your clothed back. The male tells you to drop the bat as you obeyed, dropping the bat onto the floor as tears threaten to spill from your eyes. You try to stay calm as fear rises within your body, the male grabs your shoulder and forces you out of the trailer until you feel something hard hit your head, causing you to immediately black out. Meanwhile, Eddie hears the commotion from the shower but brushes it off and continues on with his shower.
One other male climbs out of the van, helping your lifeless body in before sitting down next to you as the other guy with the gun sits on the other side of your body. A third male that sits in the drivers seat begins to drive off as it catches Eddie's attention behind the closed doors.
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When Eddie exits the shower, towel wrapped around his waist, he makes way into the bedroom to get dressed as he decides to check in on his girlfriend. He becomes concerned as he rushes over to the phone and dials the number written on a piece of paper. It rings and rings and rings until someone picks up on the other end, saying hello as Eddie clears his throat.
"Hello?"
"Hey, is Y/N there?"
"Uh, no. I thought she was spending the night with you?"
"No, she is not here but I'll look around the trailer."
He sighs, hanging the phone up before searching the trailer. He sees no trace of her, the book she was reading lies on the coffee table untouched which kinda freaks him out. Something is giving him an eerie but saddened feeling. With no trace, he becomes worried as he looks outside and still nothing. He begins to worry before running back inside and calling the police, telling them that his girlfriend is no where to be found.
They send the chief out as Eddie sits and waits on the couch. Once the chief arrives, he begins asking Eddie a bunch of questions, fear plastered on his face as tears begin to spill from his eyes, showing the chief that he is terrified and didn't commit the crime of his girlfriend's disappearance.
They continue to ask questions as Eddie becomes too overwhelmed before they stop so he can take a few breathes, trying to calm himself down. They all take some time as Eddie wonders where you are, praying that you're okay.
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Once you begin to wake up, you look around the confined room and feels the pounding pain in the back of your head. You see a male in front of you, arms crossed as you stare at him. You try to scan his face so you can have a description for police, something she won't be able to do anytime soon. You feel his hand glide across your face, stinging before inhaling and exhaling. The man leaves you by yourself, closing and locking the door as you begin to yell.
You knew you were somewhere where anyone can't hear you, stopping and sitting there. Sighing, you decide to try and fight, knocking yourself over and onto the floor, causing the cheap wooden chair to break as your restraints loosen around your ankles and wrists.
"Jesus, that hurt." You murmur before getting yourself free from the ropes.
For the next few hours, you sit in the confined room and trying to find a way out, something to free you from the hell. That never came when the the same male from earlier comes back, holding a plate of food as he opens the heavy door, seeing you on the floor not tied up. Anger pours over him, coming closer and grabbing your face, seeing your scared and tired complexion.
"You stupid bitch," He said, dropping the plate of food. "You fucking slut,"
He rushes towards you as he pushes you back as your head hits the wall behind you, feeling the pain come back again but stronger as you feel him punching at your upper body including your face and neck. He moves his legs, kicking you in the stomach three times before going back to putting your hands and feet in the restraints again. You feel your stomach churn as you begin to purge, coughing as you spit the rest of the ruminants out of your mouth.
You lean against the wall, feeling very fragile and weak as every bit of movement hurt you severely. You have a coughing fit, thinking of your boyfriend and wondering if he is out looking for you.
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Twenty four hours passed without realizing it as you continue to sit in your confined and lonely room, praying for something good to happen as the hope begins to die. She began to wonder if she'll ever make it out but can't seem to deal with that overwhelming feeling. She lays there, lifeless and numb.
Every other hour, you would get abused to the point where you're in pain, lifeless and hanging onto life. You had no one to talk to, no one to interact with, no TV, nor books as you feel your depression get worse.
You have had food, but it wasn't enough same as water. The men in the house didn't want your prints marked on their dishes, along with convincing you that you're gonna die and no one cares about you. You tried not to believe them, but your whole body got the best of you.
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Eddie though, hasn't stopped looking for you. He even gathered Steve and Robin to help look for you, eventually finding nothing as he begins to loose hope. Steve and Robin try their hardest to keep Eddie going, telling him they'll find you somewhere.
"I just... I wanna be able to hold her again, kiss her. A piece of my heart has been ripped out, and I don't know if I'll ever get that piece back. I miss her."
"I'm sorry, man." Steve apologizes, feeling upset as well as Robin who rests her hand on Eddie's arm.
Tears well up in Eddie's eyes, sniffling before wiping the tears. He tries to keep his emotions in but cries as Steve and Robin try their best to calm him down, knowing that nothing will at this point. He cries for a while before getting the courage to keep looking, wiping away his tears, fearing that something bad happened and she is unable to move or live. With being sleep deprived, Eddie begins to hallucinate when he thought he saw you nearby, walking away from him.
Steve breaks him out of the trance, telling Eddie to hurry up as he follows Steve. He pulls out a medium-sized bottle of alcohol before opening the cap and taking a sip.
"Woah, drinking in mid day? Isn't it too early?"
"No, man. It's not. I'm losing myself here and need something to keep me company."
The carry on, looking around even more before giving up and going home. Eddie lays on the couch, staring off into the distance as he continues to drink more alcohol, not caring anymore. The stress takes over him, consuming him and making it difficult to do anything at that point, so he stays in the trailer and becomes isolated.
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You sit on the edge of the bathtub in the bathroom of your captor's room, trying to process everything at the same time as the male stands right outside the door waiting for you to hurry up. Is you didn't get out in time, he would shoot you dead. You quickly and tiredly put your hands on the walls around you including the shower and toilet.
You flush the toilet and walk over to the sink, washing your hands as you unlock the door. You turn the nob, opening the bathroom door and stand behind the male. He is no where to be seen as you see the gun lying on a table beside you.
You notice that its not your typical pistol, it is a silencer pistol knowing that it will make no noise.
"Perfect," You whisper.
You keep the gun with you as you make your half dressed self way down the hall, keeping all senses open before seeing movement nearby. You hold the gun close, getting scared of the male as you accidentally shoot the male, causing a wave of fear was through you. Dropping the gun, thinking it is fake, you see a huge blood puddle around the deceased male.
It scares you as you run away, making way towards the back part of the house, trying to pry open the window until you feel a pair of arms wrap around your body.
"Where do you think you're going?"
You shout so many words that they don't make sense, causing your anxiety to be set high. He takes you back to the small room when he sees his friend dead and bleeding out for a gunshot wound. It causes his grip to loosen on you as you break free from his grasp, running towards the same area, this time pulling the window harder but fails again.
You get caught before being abused again, tossing your sore body into the confined room as you get tied up again, the male pulls out a knife and stabs you in your chest, barely missing your heart as the pain take over your body. You feel weak before laying there, not knowing what to do.
The male stands and walks away, needing a new plan due to the death of his own friend, deciding to call police to let them know a 'suicide' took place.
When the cops arrive, the male tells police that Michael (deceased male) had committed suicide. Of course, you didn't know the names of your abductors. You heard people walking around, too weak to move but knew that it had to be something good. So, you shout, thinking someone will hear you but nothing happens as you see the open wound, soaking your tank top.
"Help," You weakly call out. "Help. Please! I'm stuck."
You can tell no one was coming for you, so you lay there against the wall, slowly dying and telling yourself that this is your last day alive. You can't seem to speak out loud, but in your mind you muster up the words to say as Eddie flashes through your mind, wondering if he's okay. You hope and pray that you'll be out of the hell hole. You had no idea what day or time it was considering there's no clock around, so you went off of the counted hours in your head.
You go in and out of consciousness before blacking out all the way, lying there slowly loosing your life as your body tells you to take a little nap. No one is near you to save your life, so you convince yourself and accept that you're gonna die.
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When the police leave the house, the male makes his way down to the confined room, finding your lifeless body on the ground with a large amount of blood coming from the stab wound on her upper chest. He is relieved that you're dead before bringing your body out and shoving it under a bunch of blankets in the trunk. He drives out a semi rural area in Hawkins, disposing your body unaware that you are alive and not dead, weakly making your way through to survive. Once he drove off, you lay there but actually begin to feel awful once again, closing your eyes again.
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At the same scene your body is at, Steve and Robin notice a female body lying in a grassy part of rural area, feeling spooked before he rushes towards a phonebooth near by and calls the police, telling them where the location is at, having multiple cops come out including an ambulance.
When they arrive, the two officers clear Robin and Steve from the area before heading over to your body and see if you are still alive.
Steve is holding Robin in his arms, tears falling as they pray its not you. If it is, they hope your alive. Something unexpected begins to happen as it shocks everyone around them. One of the officers slides on a glove and gets down to you, putting his first two fingers on your skin, feeling the area where your pulse is.
Feeling slow beats of the pulse, he wonders if he's hallucinating but turned out he was right. You were alive and barely hanging onto life, fighting, so you can live to see another day,
"Holy crap," One officer says out loud.
"What?"
"She's alive! She's alive! Get a stretcher out here now!" He shouts as the paramedics get to you, working you before loading you up onto the stretcher.
Robin moves to look at you, seeing your badly bruised body as she wonders what you endured.
"We have to get to Eddie and tell him the news,"
"Yeah,"
The two get into Steve's car before driving towards Eddie's trailer, basically running up to the small house and frantically knocking on the door as he opens, clearly annoyed and a bit intoxicated.
"What?"
"They found her," Steve says.
"Found who?"
"Your girlfriend, Eddie. Y/N is alive and getting taken to the hospital."
"I don't believe you guys."
"Well, come on then."
Steve manages to get Eddie out of the trailer as they head to Hawkins's Medical Center and heads to the from desk asking about you. There is currently no information about you or what condition you're in as the three young adults move and take a seat in the waiting room, awaiting any news about you. They wait for hours and hours when a cop and doctor walk out of the operating room, coming to Eddie, Steve and Robin.
"We have declared that the woman that was brought in is in fact Y/N Y/L/N, based on the description of the missing poster." The detective reveals.
A wave of happiness flood their systems, but come back and listens to what the doctor has to say about your condition. He tries to explain it the best he can, but is uncertain of you awaking from your coma. The doctor also tells them that the surgery will be even longer dur to such horrendous injuries.
As the time passes, the three sit there as Nancy arrives wondering what happened as she hears that you being found is all over the news.
"Is.. Is she okay?"
"I don't know," Steve says, looking at Eddie and seeing that his nerves are high.
Eddie is sitting there, leaned over a bit as his chin rests in his hand, tears welling up in his eyes. The thought of loosing you made his mind wander but snaps out of the dark thoughts when he rises to his feet and makes way toward the counter, asking about you.
"She just got out of surgery, but it'll take a little while longer due to injuries."
He nods, saying okay before walking back to his seat. He sits down, leaning back as he taps his foot up and down. He rises and asks again later, but gets a different answer. He gets the okay to go and see you as he felt great excitement about it but has to keep calm.
He grabs a 'hello my name is...' sticker, writing his name before sticking it on as he walks towards the hall, making his way through the hallway and finding your room and the room number. Taking a breath, he calms his fast paced heart before entering as his eyes hit your lifeless figure. Just the sight of you made him upset as he sits beside you and crying into your hand.
"I'm sorry, I should've protected you. It's all my fault that you're in this position. I'm so sorry."
The night went very slow due to the coma, but everyone held their heads high and pray for you, hoping the prayers will be answered and they do. A few hours later, you suddenly wake up, panicking as you don't recognize the room you're in when you see someone familiar. Eddie carefully holds you close as he comforts you the best he can as he tries to not scare you.
"It's okay, I got you." He says quietly, loud enough for you to hear.
"E-Eddie?"
"Yeah, it's me. Don't worry, I'm here. I'm here." He comforts her.
A month later.
Walking out of your boyfriend's trailer with your crutches, you stop and see Eddie pulling up to the small house before getting out of his vehicle. Greeting you with a kiss, you both make it inside and he helps you get comfortable before he takes a seat next to you, excited to tell you the news of the three men who captured you.
"One of the men, Michael Riviera was found dead at the scene. Police believe that it was a suicide-"
"I shit him, Ed. I shot him on accident, okay?"
"I know. I know you would never shoot anyone unless you are protecting yourself."
"Proceed,"
"The two other men, Nick and Theodore Miller, who are brothers, and they were sent to prison without the possibility of parole due to immense amount of violence done to you."
"Wow, Eds. That is great news, honestly."
"Yeah, and I'm happy that you're alive and well."
"No, alive and healing. I'm a survivor. I went through hell and made it out. I pretty much was a miracle basically. Not very many people survive abductions, especially women."
"Yeah, I know."
"Anyway, I have to keep this brace on for another few weeks due to my injuries,"
"Jesus, that sucks.:
You look around the room, noticing your untouched book has collected dust but you pick it up anyway and begin to read the page you left off, remembering the night you were taken away from Eddie. The one who you loved so much, knowing how hurt you both were. You continue on through the page, trying to stay calm but can't seem to read the book due to the past events. The last time you read your book, you were taken and held captive in a tiny room for over two days. You close your book and set it down, trying to understand everything you went through.
Even though you don't understand everything that happened that night, you pushed through life and didn't give up because you had a good support system and a boyfriend who wanted the best for you so you decided to do what's right not only for you mentally but physically.
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