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Guys I'm losing It I wrote so much for the Brahms story and I closed tumblr by accident and it's all gone 😔 like why must my day suck like this

Brahms Heelshire x reader who is just kinda weird, like collects bones and shit. Also hates people (aside from Brahms who they absolutely adore)

OH MY GOD, okay yes totally. Idk if should write this going into spicey in the end or if you want it normal and more fluffy?? Just reply again I'll make sure to do it 🦦

(Also my first request my god I'll remember this 4 ever fr) so I'm doing it again. Let's hope it's not gonna delete 🏃‍♀️. (Update, IT WORKS SO HERE YALL GO, and here you go love since you asked for it ♡)

I'll be death itself for you.

After driving 7 hours with a heavy ass trailer behind you. You finally arrived at the Mansion you bought. In an online auction..which well is a bit questionable, thr house was cheap for its size. Condition was well not the best but it still cost a lot less than it would've. So after buying it and getting up and about, you're more than relieved when the house turned out to be real. Made of bricks, windows and doors.

"Gosh look at this place.." you exit your packed car and hold the old keys in your right.

"Yes yes I'm coming Luc" Lucifer, you're calico cat, busy scratching on the window. Surely couldn't wait to get out of the car after being stuck in it for hours with you.

Opening the door you take her leash.

"Impatient much?" Slowly making it up the stairs letting Luci smell what she felt necessary. You finally got to the door and she sat by your foot waiting. Unlocking it was a but hard, the lock seemed a bit rusty by now and when the lock finally clicked, you tried to open the door. And my god those doors! They didn't have such a huge size for nothing, they were heavier than expected. So using your whole body weight it finally budged just enough for you two to slip in.

"Pray the electricity works.." trying the first light switch, nothing, the second nothing, the third a quick flicker and then a burst light bulb. "Great" you mumble and finally decide that's a problem for the evening. Walking through the hallway and expecting the rooms with Luci was more than disappointing. Everything was dusty, one room had broken furniture, a sloppily fixed wall (hehehe) and a dead mouse in a trap in the backroom of the kitchen. A life one right next to it stuck in a saver trap. You made a mental note to go out to the woods and let the mouse go.

"Okay" you think before you pick Luci up.

"You're to slow girl, the rooms upstairs are not gonna be around all day."

Walking back into the hallway and then up the stairs, passing open doors and not finding any particularly interesting. The child's room looked so sad..and cold...almost creepy but it also filled you with the want to rebuild it as best as you can. Just because..

You settled for the last room at the end of the hall, it has a bathroom too ans the bed was amazing, so was the dresser and closet. They fit perfectly for you. You let Luci down and she imidiatly found it necessary to leave the room. And just explore again. You were fine with it thou, Luci always made sure to let you know when something was up.

"Mh...maybe I should start by cleaning...everything is old and messy..bed first"

Going to grab the old mattress and covers you imidiatly regret it. The huge cloud of dust hitting you in the face. And not just dust, it smelled horrible. You actually almost gagged while sneezing.

"Jeez need a mask huh?" After grabing a mask and some gloves, just to be sure, you finally get to work. The window were painted shut, so great, all the way downstairs and out the backdoor with the trash you go.

Hours later you finally manage to get the bedroom empty and clean, also the bathroom, which is very important ☝️.

You decided to bring up your own bed stuff mattress, pillows what not. The clothes you owned still stacked in boxes on the floor. You got yours and Luci's food...well after you decided you could carry 6 bags in one go, which cost you a stubbed little toe, a ripped open bag, and a bruised ankle.

So yeah no, one trip, was actually not enough.

You needed more than that but it's fine.

You groan as Luci just watches you gather up her spilled dry food. Luci was a diva, she wouldn't eat anything off the floor. Well this food was gonna end up in a bowl soon after anyways and she'd eat it perfectly fine.

"You hungry Luc?" Grabbing wet food you make sure she eats before heading back out and getting the box with your most precious items, your hammer and some nails.

You carry it all back up to your room and set it down on the little bench at the end of the bed. Looking at all the free wall space imagining which one would be best suited. The last wall on top of the dresser seemed perfect for your collection, you smile as you open up the box, carefully grabbing out the fragile skulls, the picture frames that held pinned bugs, two bats and the smaller bones that were inside a see through glass box. Luci liked to steal them, you'd never see them again.

Putting up all the picture frames and skulls, you were happy with it. Only small parts of the wall were still free which should keep you in check, but you couldn't wait to add more to your collection.

You loved to pin dead butterflies, moths and some spiders. You got some while on long walks, some you raised yourself. They were very important to you. The fact you could let them be in their full glory and beauty even in death was something you loved.

After finishing the wall, and the sun slowly set you decided you needed to find some damn candles. And lucky as you were, there was an entire cabinet full of them, one of the drawers was full of matches.

"Mh so busted light bulbs ain't new here huh?"

You leave the study with a huge box filled with candles and set them up. Putting a few on the tables and shelves that were safe enough to hold candles, and some in the hallway and up the stairs on those mirrored candle holders. Which were pretty rad to you. Watching as Luci scratched at a wall and smelled it, "what's up girl? Don't tell me we got rats or something in the walls?!" You gasp as you walk over to her, pressing your ear to the wall. Nothing, but a faint buzzing of the electricity...well the electricity didn't work but sure did?

"This should do.." finally done with most work you decided to eat dinner. Of course the kitchen didn't really help with that so a sandwich had to do.

Seated in the study room with Luci leaving from the small couch as soon as you arrived to go upstairs with her attitude and ready to use the bathroom.

You decided to just eat, you eyes flickering over the walls and shelves filled with books. Beautiful hard leather bound ones, some definitely seemed to have potential for a lot of money if sold well.

After picking up the one that sat on the small table next to the couch and looking through it you dropped it as you flinched. A loud crash could be heard from upstairs, Luci never broke things. Yes she was a drama queen but she never did.

When she came running down the stairs hurriedly hiding behind the couch you were seated on staring towards the stairs with growling and hissing. You get up carefully, "what's wrong baby?" you ask a bit shaken by now.

She never acted like this not for no reason at least.

Grabbing the pointy letter opener you slowly make you way to the stairs. Great, the too of them was dark, the entire hall was, hell the entire first floor was a creepy pit.

"Oh...mh okay..it's okay you're the only person in this house." Trying to sooth yourself with self talk didn't help as much as you'd hoped only the zippo in your pocket would grant you light up in that black hole.

Walking up the creaky stairs with your 'dagger' pointed and ready to be used, and you zippo lighting the steps extra with the candles that lined the wall. Swallowing hard you call in like a fool, "hello?". Like girl, be for real. You're a horror obsessed freak and don't follow the rules? Wow..

Down the hall you only see the light of your lighter, and your slight reflection in the window, "shit...I'm gonna die and become cat food aren't I?", you huff out before you start walking.

"I'M ARMED AND I'M SCARED TO USE IT!", you yell out. Again, like an idiot. You walk past all the rooms to yours and nothing. Not a person, not a broken piece of whatever broke, nothing...or...wait..

"That's not mine...." you say staring at the stuffed owl and crow that now sat on your dresser, decorating the room just as nicely as your wall.

"Okay ahahah what?!" Feeling a buzz off fright thunder through you when you hear a loud thud in the hallway. Just around the corner of your doorway.

"Mhh great.....hello?? Ghost??" you ask into the silence nothing, so the only valid thing to do was jump into the hallway with a war scream (squeal) Just to find a porcelain doll sitting up against the wall next to you.

"Who are you you little freak?" you knew who this doll was. Brahms Heelshires replacement, you knew reading up about this suspiciously cheap mansion was a good idea. You expected this place had held many deaths but well...this one the last generations of Heelshires passing was probably the saddest of them all.

The poor boy who passed away, so horribly, burned, and the parents who ended up going with a different element, drowning. You huff as you brush your hair out of your eyes (yes you got hair or a wig idc).

Crouching down next to the doll, "hi..um I hope you don't mind my intrusion, but well I own this house now..so maybe we should co-exists..or I'd have to sage your ass...which I don't wanna do you're a kid after all" you say, mostly talking to yourself like a dork.

"I don't know how you managed to bring me those stuffed animals, but uhm..thanks? They're nice? I suppose...or um a warning I suppose.."

Basically jumping out of your shoes when all the lights on the floor suddenly turned on and probably the ones downstairs as well.

"SHIT!.. gosh....pff um..Thank you?"

The rest of the night was rather pleasant, a few thuds here and there and a few of Luci's hissing at the wall and sleep seemed so easy to get.

Little did you know. This house came with more secrets than ghost's and haunted objects.

Part Two of the Billy Hargrove ff (there will be 5 parts btw, 7 with the censored versions 🧏‍♀️the not explicit part will be shorter by a lot cause I'll basically skip the entire smut part and move to the next day)

Warning: if you're a minor shoo or I'll ground you!

Warnings for this part:

Dirty language, kissing, touching, Billy getting off to you, explicit language, smut basically, uhhh just basically a whole bunch of getting worked up, smacking (you'll see) and slight kinks (degrading, etc)🦦. If there's more let me know I think this is all of the stuff in this.

Cause I need more than my imagination

"You didn't use my perfum, are you sure?"

"Yeah it's probably like, I don't know, your shirt that smells a lot of your perfum, maybe the perfum got in the walls already. You always smell like a bottle of it so I wouldn't be surprised."

He chuckled.

"Doll, I see the way you react when I sit closer to you, or when you smell my jacket. Which no offense, I find that desperation to smell me and like me, very hot. But wouldn't want to accuse you of anything"

He set down the drinks walking over to you standing by the bed end.

"You're mistaken, I can't avoid it when you jacket reeks of cigarettes all the time. Also stop smoking it's unhealthy" you reply turning around to pick up his blanket. Turning around and wrapping it around yourself.

"Oh yeah? I reek? How come I see you bite your bottom lip when I smoke?"

"Again, you're mistaken, I'm actually trying not to gag then"

"Hahaha riiiight, you wanna gag for a different reason? Mh?"

"Pass."

"To bad" he replied smugly, sitting down on the bed as you took your drink and a slight awkward silence overtook the room.

"Soo" you start.

"So" he copies you, waiting for you to continue.

"So, your parents home?"

"Nope. Just us sugar tits"

"Haha okay...so what's the plan?"

"I don't know, I could think of something but I doubt you're down for it." He says undoing some of his buttons, opening the flannel his chest now basically all the way exposed. You roll your eyes while the familiar hest rises from your toes to you face.

"Whore" you joke as you grab one of his cds.

"I'd gladly be your personal men whore, if it means I can taste you and hold you. I'm all for it"

"Can we listen to, uh Mötley Crüe, that's how you pronounce it?"

"Sure sugar, put it on" he says getting up and walking behind you, his hand sliding around your waist, the blanket barely doing anything to make the touch less tempting. His lips settle on the back of your neck, as he watches you put the cd in the cd player, your blush smacking you across your face once more. As his hand wraps around you, pushing the blanket open slightly as he slips his hands into it to feel your skin just below your crop top. Another kiss landing on your neck, over your pulse point. A deep inhale erupts from him as his fingers slightly grip into your skin.

Come on and dance starts playing, you totally missed when he skipped the first song to this one. Before you can react you feel him leave a wet kiss on your neck.

"I want you Doll...what do you say, mh? I need to feel you Sugar"

You take in a shaky breath, the air in your lungs burning slightly for some reason. You can taste his lips on your tounge, when you never even kissed..

"Billy..we haven't even kissed yet, like really kissed yet."

"Shit.. if that's something you're up for now, I can work with that...I think kissing you will be more than enough for me to make myself fall asleep tonight." He whispers, his breath hitches, he take a deep breath as he slowly turns you around, trapping you between him and the desk where the music played.

He watched you, your eyes scanning his face slowly, a little flustered as you gathered your guts. Taking his face in your hands gently.

"I..don't know how to do this... well I kissed a guy before but it was like uhm a peck? Was a stupid spin the bottle thing...." You whisper against his lips, barely inches away now.

"Fuck, Doll, I will teach you whatever you don't know yet. Damn....shit I'll teach you whatever you need me to, I'd teach you to ride a bike if you don't know how..that just means I can be a major part of your life, that's all I want.."

"Okay but...if I suck please tell me?" You reply quietly, he just nods furiously, when you look at him and nod your head slightly he gently moves closer. Watching the way your eyes close tightly as you wait. He smiles before he kisses you, just a small peck. Pulling away to see you confused.

"...that's it?"

"No ..I just need a second or I'll lose myself"

You wait as he stares at you, the music the only sound.

"...you all calm and collected again?"

"Yeah"

Was all he said before he grabbed your hips pulling you against him, his lips back on yours. Slowly, you catch the right way of kissing him back, after a few embarrassing tries to move with him. When you finally got the right speed and movements, he groans against your lips. Sucking on your bottom lip, you wrap your arms around his neck way to smoothly, like you've done it multiple times. It just came so naturally.

He nibbles your bottom lip now, pulling away slightly, barely getting his words out before be kisses you again.

"Please, fuck darling open your mouth I need more"

When his lips went back on yours after that hurried sentence, you shivered, his tounge sliding over your lips and before you know it you relax and enjoy the way he slowly deepens the kiss. Almost careful. It didn't last long, before he huffed and full on frenched you. Sucking, moaning, sloppy wet sounds of both teeth and lips slowly mix with the music.

(God I'm dying here, this is more cringe then I expected. The fact I'm writing this to share it here my gosh !!)

His hand groping your waist as he stops himself from touching you inappropriately. He pulls away when he hears you mumble his name.

"Yeah.." *he breaths out licking his lips, staring at yours waiting to feel and taste you again.

You pant slightly, the heat in your abdomen seeping.

"Billy..you can touch me..like" blushing as what you're about to say, "touch me like really"

"You sure?"

"Yeah..."

"How much? Like can I slip under your clothes?" You can't form words again, just nodding.

"Say yes, and I'll touch you however you want me to.."

"Yes..Billy please touch me"

He nods, groaning as his eyes flicker to the floor, hanging his head slightly, taking a deep breath. You just wait playing with his curls.

"Fuck...I'm not usually like this, I swear..uh let's sit down this is awkward"

You chuckle, "from what people say you're definitely never like this"

"Shush"

He pulls you along gently sitting down and pulling you on his lap, his hands slipping under your top, as he looks up at you, sticking out his tounge, which you surprisingly kiss gently, before connecting your tounge to his, moaning as he gripped your waist hard. Deepening the kiss in a hurry, his hands slipping further up your shirt, just under your bra, before one moves back to your hips. Brushing over your ass, before he grips it harshly when you bit his tounge slightly.

He separates from the kiss, trailing kisses down your jaw, to you throat, all the way to the small space between shoulder and collar bone. Billy groans as he accidentally nudged you against the growing solid.

"Fuckkk" was all that hissed into the kisses before he did it again. Shit did it do things to you. You felt yourself pant into his hair, gently gripping it as your head leaned back, giving him more space to suck and kiss.

"Fuck Billy, is this what making out it?"

A deep hum leaves him as he stops, gripping your hips with both hands, grinding you harder.

"S dry humping darling, we moved a bit to deeply into making out. Probably already in the middle stage.."

"Middle stage ?mh..I think I like middle stage" you pant out, your hands resting on his neck, thumbs nudging his jaw to kiss him again.

He moans for the first time. Moving away, leaning his forehead against yours.

"You okay with this?"

"What do you mean?"

"Me and you grinding, possibly me coming in my pants at some point"

You laugh slightly.

"Yeah I'm more than fine with that"

"Good, cause if not I'd need the bathroom real bad"

I smile, tilting my head.

"Yeah? Billy I'm not so innocent, I'd love to watch...you don't need to go out of your way to leave the room for me.."

His eyes flicker over your face, swallowing hard as he adjust.

"You wanna...watch me get off?"

You nod, kissing his neck.

"I'm sure it will help if I'm here no?"

He separates from you, changing positions, a bit to fast too. He had you on the bed on your back as he reached for his belt while he sat between your thighs.

"You sure?"

"Yeah.."

Unbuckling his belt, janking it open, undoing his dark blue jeans, about to pull them a bit down before he leans down, holding your throat gently.

"Open your mouth darling"

You smirk, snorting before you do as he asked. He moves back slightly, groaning as he struggles to move his pants and boxers out of the way, when he finally did, the wet sound was unmistakable. The huff before he stuck out his tounge. Leaning up slightly to close the gap, his moan muffles into you as he moves his hand.

Breaking up the kiss he sits up, moving the hem of his flannel in-between his teeth. Staring at you as he moves his hand over his length over and over. You blush hiding your face slightly because the wet, sickly erotic sound really got to you. Wanting to close your legs but he just pushed them apart again, pushing up your skirt.

"Don't you dare close your legs Doll" he says dropping the flannel, causing it to cover his tip. Groaning he grabs the button up and rips it.

"Billy!"

"What?"

"You're gonna need to find the buttons later! And I'm gonna have to sew it for youu"

"Fuck the buttons, as long as you push mine I'll walk around with an open shirt"

"How come you're so quiet?"

"It's embarrassing. I'd moan or whine"

You roll your eyes, sitting up slightly on your elbows. Rising your eyebrows.

"Billy, you have any idea what it does to me when you moan? You think I won't enjoy every other sound you'll make while jerking off, watching me. Possibly imagining how I'd feel wrapped around you?"

He moans loudly throwing his head back,

"God damn doll you'll make me cum with that talk"

"Oh? You like when I talk like this? Is that how dirty you are? Want me to keep going?"

He nods his head, hooded eyes looking down at you.

"Shit you are a whore for me" you don't miss the way his body shudders.

"Oh my god you're into degrading!?' I mean I knew you were kinky and a sluty guy but my gosh"

"Fuck please don't go there right now. I'm about to burst"

"Oh I'm sure. With the way you're leaking, and the way you're shaking your hips into your hand, like a rutting animal" you purr sitting up, facing him, a husky whine leaving his lips as he feels your hand on the tip of his dick.

You gulp as you feel it, it's warm and wet twitching slightly. God you could do this all the time if it means seeing him like this.

"You're so hot...shit you gonna cum soon?"

"Yeah why"

"I'm so wet- oh oh wow okay"

You giggle as he moans loudly his cum dripping down your palm.

"Shit sorry.. I- I thought I could...fuck...last longer than that.." he mumbles opening his eyes when he didn't receive a answer to see you staring at your hand.

"Fuck wait" you watch him as he gets up in a hurry, breathing heavily as he grabs a shirt to clean your hand.

"Billy?" You say gently as he hums in reply.

"Need some help over here"

"Yeah I know" he hurries turning around taking your hand gently, "you said you'd only watch Darling"

"Yeah well how could I not touch you when you look like the most beautiful statue?"

He laughs slightly, a blush you haven't noticed on his face as he wiped your hand.

"Also..I didn't mean I need help with my hand Bill"

He stares at you, through his sweaty bangs, kneeling infront of you after he cleaned your hands.

(Yall like this but in a caring way, you see the vision?!)

"Yeah? What do you need help with then?"

"Mhhh well" you whisper blushing taking his hands placing them on your thighs. "Think you can figure it out lover boy?"

He smiles, "I don't know if I should take offense to that" his hands traveling up your thighs under your skirt slightly, "or wherever I should get back at you for it"

"How about you get that mouth doing something better than talking?"

"Hah wow aren't you being a bit to commanding now Doll?"

"Mh don't you like it, I thought you'd be into dominant me, since you know, you get off to me calling you names"

Groaning he smacks your thighs about to scold you, when a moan left your lips. Causing his mouth to hang open and yours shutting tightly.

"Fuck Doll, did you like that?" He asks his hand rubbing the spot he smacked, you cover your mouth with your hands nodding hesitantly.

"Damn..."

(Ahahaa part three a continuous of this coming soon, the pop pop part. Gosh I'll kill myself, if people irl find this jeez. Anyhow it's done the not explicit part will be shorter by a lot cause I'll basically skip the entire smut part and move to the next day)

Yall can listen to: X from Lexxe

While you read this, I promise you, this song is so Billy coded. I'm always like 😩

TW: no minors yall shoo, suggestive language, etc, it's spicey but not burning hot spicey yet, part two is coming in a few days, touching, mentioning pet names and fem reader, suggestive gestures but not detailed iykyk

Cause I need more than my imagination

Going to Hawkins was boring as shit, the high school sucked, everyone was so..small towny? People were either extremely religious, judgy, or complete popular kids.

'Like Steve Harrington, guy had girls drolling if not also boys, I mean I get it he's attractive but not like ATTRACTIVE.'

So going to school and seeing no one fitting your type was exhausting, but there was Billy, he came to Hawkins a few years ago, with his Step sister and all.

Really there wasn't much to him at first but then, there was rumors, about him, how he was like in the bedroom. He wasn't very alluring at first, his snarky, flirty personality not really your thing. But when you went to a party, playing Pool and absolutely obliterating the other team, you caught a glimpse of him staring at you as you bend down to hit the white ball against the last colored billiard ball, absolutely missing when a blush slammed itself on your cheeks. Giving the other team the win. Huffing you drop a comment to the other team that was being a sore winner, "I would've won if I hadn't had more to drink dipshits, yall are sober assholes!" You snap at them, groaning as you go get yourself some more heavily alcohol infused punch. It didn't taste good but fuck did it do the job.

You sit down outside by the pool, as you watch a group of guys gather around a beer keg, Billy, as you knew him, is doing the weird drinking over head thing. Staring at the scene unfolding, while sipping your drink, when he was done you watch the way the drink slips down his bare chest, vanishing under his flannel somewhere, when you look back up at his face he was already staring at you, all smug and shit. God you would've been embarrassed but you had so much alcohol you found it incredibly hot. So you smile before walking away. Deciding to leave the party early, you walk down the street, turning around one last time to see him standing on the street watching you go.

That was about a week ago, but the stares didn't stop, you'd catch him staring at you chewing on his toothpick in the hall, the classrooms he was in with you, the cafeteria, parking lot shit even when you passed him on the way to the toilet.

Honestly it was a bit much, you didn't forget what happened, how could you, but now you weren't drunk, you were you. And you avoided all his stares, he was basically undressing you with his eyes, and he didn't try to hide it. He'd lock eyes and lick the toothpick, or he'd adjust his pants, which you weren't sure was just habit because hsi belt seemed annoying to you, or for other reasons.

But you always did you best to avoid his gaze, you'd occupy yourself when he stared at you, opening the book you had no intend to read, or whatever else was closest. And he definitely knew you were just shy, embarrassed and definitely not used to this attention.

The second week you got a bit more confident, you'd hold his gaze a little longer until he would wink at you with his smile, which imidiatly caused you to blush and again, occupy yourself with something else. That's how the second week passed.

Third week he was visibly closer, sitting at the same table, behind you in class, or standing next to your locker. Hell avoiding him was hard, but you tried less and less to avoid him. His eyes still flustered you as did his slowly more suggestive gestures. But you tried so hard to be more comfortable, and slowly it came naturally to stare back at him. Imagining the things he would do to you if you finally had the courage to say more than hi back to him.

Fourth week, he would gently slide his hand over you shoulders as he whispered a sweet hi in your ear, in the crowded hallway. Which he only received a flustered hello or a broken good morning. In class he'd play with your hair, or draw random patterns on your back.

Fifth week, those patterns weren't just random, slowly you made out words, like "pretty today" or "I like those pants" or "smelling good" really it wasn't much but the last Friday that week he wrote "you look incredibly hot today, wonder if it can get even hotter". Which left you a mess all weekend.

Sixth week he sat next to you at the cafeteria, he never really ate, but he got the food you enjoyed and shared it with you, staring at you as you drank the chocolate milk, or took a bite out of the snacks he got. He would feed you if you would talk to him a bit more. You still barely said anything but small talk, that's all he got, he flirted? You shut down and stayed quiet while blushing.

Seventh week, you got a lot more comfortable, one or two flirts back to him a day, that was it, that was all you managed. And it humbled you when you stuttered it out instead of saying it normal. Shit it was real humbling. But he took it all, he basked in it, he chewed his bottom lip when it was a good line or he'd nudge your thigh with his knuckles when he started to lose himself in your eyes.

Eighth week, you finally found yourself in the position of openly flirting, less shy, a lot more bold and profound suggestive. He loved it, he'd laugh, or actually get a slight tint on his freckled covered cheeks. Shit he had the prettiest smile and laugh. In class he now sat next to you and the stares were more obvious, in the last row, no one really noticed. But you wear skirts and the slight cross your legs, moving so the skirt rode up a bit. He couldn't help but smile and grip the table when he looked at you, his eyes traveling up to yours holding them. Getting regularly scolded by the teacher for being all love doves.

Ninth week, you finally let him drive you home, sitting in the passenger seat as he'd blast his favorite music, but keeping it low enough to talk to you, his fingers flickering against your thigh. He'd shift gears and his hand would fall to you leg. Eventually he let his hand rest on your thigh, and you let him it was nice. Gentle, careful, kind of sweet. He never went to far.

Tenth week both of you reached the limit. He had his hand between your thighs when he was driving you home, your hand gripping his wrist and slightly squeezing as he stared ahead at the road.

"Billy" you said over the music,

"Yeah hot stuff?" He asked puffing out the smoke of his Marlboro red.

"Uh..did you ever like, imagine things when you stared at me? Like before we talked..."

He glances at you, a smirk slowly coming to play on his face,

"Yeha but I doubt you can handle it Doll"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It's supposed to mean that I don't think you're able to handle my nasty thoughts yet sweets"

"That's bullshit!"

"Oh yeah? You know why I wanted to call you candy cane at first?"

"No?"

"Cause I love to suck on candy cane"

"Uh oh"

"Yeah, so don't worry, I'll eventually call you that too when you let me taste you as well."

"Oh....uh wow okay uhm"

"See? You can't handle it, and Doll, there's more of that waiting to be exposed to your sweet, innocent mind"

You just laugh a bit, the heat in your abdomen settling and your cheeks match it.

Well there was a lot he kept from you so far, the both of you have just started dating and it was obvious he desired you so deeply, but he was nice enough to wait and keep it to himself. Mostly. He'd call you sweet tit's and stuff when you looked very tempting, but he only said that when it was you too.

In school he'd been basically eye fucking you, you definitely didn't miss it. You're not idiotic enough to miss the way he'd lick his lips when he was forced to sit away from you. Or when you guys had PE and he'd purposely wipe his face with the hem of his shirt, and pull yours up when the teacher told the next exercise, to place his hand in the lower part of your back. Keeping it there, letting his finger nails gently scratch your skin.

It flustered you to hell, you'd have to hurry to the changing room to take a cold shower, or the bathroom if it was during class, to catch a break from his need. To be honest you had to sit down sometimes just to stop yourself from getting rid of that annoying wet feeling that he always caused. He didn't even know how bad you had it for him.

The way his hands wrapped around the steering wheel or how he'd lick his lips after puffing out smoke, or the way his cologne clung to your clothes at the end of the day with his cigarette smell. Drove you insane, so when you were at his place that day, you, in his bed room alone, checking his perfumes to see which is the one he always uses. When you found it, you memorize the name and how it looks and spray some on your sleeve.

Playing dumb when he came back with drinks as he smelled the air.

"Did you use my perfum?"

"Uh no that's probably just you"

He wasn't idiotic to miss what you've been doing either, sneaking away when he tempted you, smelling his jacket when he had you wear it, or the way you looked at his hand when he touched you. Or how you flinched in PE when he touched your bare skin. Well whenever he touched you to be honest. He did it on purpose, to see how long you'd last.

(I didn't read over it, but part two will be here soonnnn I'm so excited yall, but also so stressed cause this is the first time sharing spicey writing and basically my thoughts and own fantasies. 😔 Anywayssss enjoy)

PART TWO IS COMING TODAY YALL, the explicit version, but you can skip it, I'll make sure to write the less spicey version for those who don't enjoy this!!!

Ahahah so I see a lot of yall want Billy Hargrove and I'm feeling very, uh? Bold? I think, so we'll do spice, I got the perfect idea already 🦦. I think I'll actually post it soon, I'll get to writing rn I also get the perfect song to match the vibe yall.

Ehehheehh

I love my Mutuals, everyone here's so sweet my gosh. 😩

So I decided on a first fan fiction idea, what's it gonna be? Angst, of course. Pure angst. Why? I found the perfect inspiration Song,

I know it's over, by the smiths. My first thought was like omg. So prepare to suffer in this first Fan Fiction. The time line of the song and stuff doesn't match but imagine it does. It's a Eddie Munson x reader angst (maahahahah) I'm so mean. But this is also how I cope with a comfort character loss.

You were the dream I woke up from way to soon.

It's been the summer of 1983 when you meet Eddie, he was, well, special?

He had weird habits like chewing his hair on occasion when he's nervous, you found it endearing.

Eddie didn't care about fitting the mold, he didn't care about the Monster of Hawkins High on his heel.

You two meet in the most stupid way possible, you used to stay under the radar for your own good, but one class he decided to crack the most dark and kind of disrespectful joke you've heard in a while. And your humor, made you snort and got you both expelled for 3 days.

You both were sent to the principals office, you hanging your head feeling slightly ashamed, especially cause this was a first time thing, you never got expelled before. While he, took it rather casually and kept rambling all the way to the office. When the both of you sat infront of the principal, he sassed around making you snort and giggle, which caused the expelling in the first place. You would've just gotten detention but well what can I say.

When the principal send you away to go home ASAP, Eddie just followed you to your locker, much to your confusion.

"Why are you following me?"

"Oh just thought I haven't seen you here before so I'm trying to jog my memory, are you new?" He asked. Gosh it kinda hurt.

"No actually I've been here for almost two years now. Uh just you know stayed under the radar." You said awkwardly, at least you actually stayed under the radar?

"Oh..well damn, if I knew a pretty girl with dark humor went to this school sooner, I would've made you laugh a long time ago"

'God, is he flirting right now??' That's all that went through your mind.

Days went by, Eddie always around you, those 3 days of being expelled and him suggesting to hang out since you both got in trouble together so 'it's only right to be expelled together too' really did wonders.

You went to his trailer the second day of being expelled, you both got a bit high and had some real deep talks, no idea why but a lot was laid open (lmao), the both of you grew close over such a short time.

Those days became weeks, then months, and eventually it was the year 1984.

His year, like he said. He got to know this girl called Paige (yall she's from the book flight of icarus, check it out it's actually so good) you started to lose one another slowly, you wouldn't say you're jealous, but you were disappointed when suddenly the deep feelings you shared started feeling one sided.

So the both of you grew apart, days turned to months again. Till she left, which, not to sound rude, you were so happy about. But Eddie was still not around like he used to be, yeah he glanced at you whenever you were around. He did that while Paige was around as well, but he never approached you, and it hurt.

So since he was a coward, seeing him at one of the frat parties wasn't the usual sight.

He was dressed the same but so different, he wore a iron maiden tank top (which he sloppily cut the sleeves off) and dark blue jeans and his usual sneakers and bracelets etc.

He had pulled his hair together and fuck, he never looked better.

You got a bit tipsy which made you a bit to confident so you went to him.

"Well Munson, we need to fuckung talk!"

"Oh hi uh sure what about?" He asked fumbling with his rings.

"Not here,come on" you grumbled pulling him out of the house to the small backyard where a few teens laid passed out on the grass and the slide (don't drink yall).

Huffing you sat on the stairs as he hesitated before sitting down too.

Just silent he waited for you to speak. Minutes went by and you felt the rage and sadness of him dropping you starting to resurface.

"Fuck what were you thinking!? Heck we got along so well, then that Paige girl shows up, she's all you talk about for days then suddenly you don't talk to me at all anymore. Following her like some dog while I was drowing in the feelings I have for you and feeling the feelings you had for me vanish so fast!" You practically scold him as you gathered up the courage and blurt it out, tears slipping a little as you stand up with an annoyed groan.

"I thought you liked me, like some idiot!"

Just silent, he just stared at you.

You waited and waited and snapped.

"Fuck,will you say something!? It wasn't difficult for you to yap to her!"

You were slowly losing it, you felt betrayed all over again,he couldn't even spare you a simple response or rejection.

He slowly started.

"What do you mean with feelings you have? And feelings I had?"

"Oh please, don't play dumb, the fact we always flirted, or the amount of times I caught you tempted to kiss me! God Eddie, please tell me it wasn't all in my head!?"

He just stared at his hands playing with his rings, thinking of what to say.

"Oh damn it...you know what forget it!" You mumble hurt and annoyed, you just confessed to get nothing in return. Stupid. So you walk back up the stairs, past him, back into the house, past all the party goers and walked the miles back home. Your feet aching already but you didn't care, you felt so much you just wanted to get it out of your mind, and let your poor heart rest.

It's taken days of you ignoring Eddie in school, as he practically ran after you like a puppy whenever he got the chance. You grew tired of it, it felt like being mocked for some reason. You saw yourself, trying so hard for his attention when Paige showed up, you didn't blame her, she was gorgeous, you probably would've done the same if you were in Eddie's shoes. But knowing that you ran after him in school during those days and he always hit you with the "Sorry I got plans" or "ah damn um I can't come after all Paige told me she was free today" etc.

But he still managed to grab you to the side after school, you walked past the football field where he sold behind the small tree line. He took the opportunity to pull you away.

"Please, will you please hear me out!?"

"Hear you out? What do you want me to listen to? You swooning some more over Paige? No big pass"

"No! God will you stop!? I'm sorry okay! I was so naive she told me she could help make me and the band famous. I really thought I could do it. I completely neglected you and I see that now, and I wish I didn't. You're so damn important to me. Please believe me." He rambled, holding your wrists, like he was scared you'd walk away if he didn't. Like you've done for days.

"I confessed to you Eddie, you didn't even say anything when I did. You just stayed silent and I deserve better. So fuck, I don't care what you have to say now, the ship sailed a long time ago and you missed the chance!"

"God Sweetness please don't say that"

You could feel your heart clench at the nickname he had given you a few weeks after you two officially meet. It has been so long since the last time you heard him say it.

"Don't call me that! We're not close like that anymore. You obviously don't want me the way I want you so just drop it."

You already freed you hands about to walk away when he rambled it out.

"I WANT YOU, fuck I wanted you since the day you sat down next to me in that class, and I finally got the guts to talk to you when you laughed at my joke. When we got expelled. Damn, I- I don't know what I thought I was doing when I pushed you away, I didn't mean to...but I want you, fuck, the amount of times I wanted to go to you and tell you about what I manged to get done and knew I couldn't because it would be so out of no where you'd probably feel worse about it..if I came to you to talk about Paige..so I didn't...I'm so sorry Sweetness, believe me"

You just shook as the cold autumn air hit you.

You turn around to look at him.

"That's so not fair!" Taking a shaky breath you continue,

"It's so not fair for you to say all this after I waited for you to return to your old self! I waited like a fool all day all night hoping you'd show up on my doorstep, like you always did, randomly at the worst time possible! You don't get to say all this after you hurt me!"

He just pulled you into a hug as you cried, so exhausted and confused about what you were supposed to do next. Damn you forgot how good of a hugger he was.

(Anyways time skip, I'm feeling lazy and this is taking long)

After the heart felt exchange he finally asked you out, took him a few days to gather the courage but he did anyways. You said yes, obviously, you didn't wait like a abonded pet for nothing!

It was great, he took you on dates, you stayed at his trailer when Wayne wasn't home, cuddled up watching a movie, or jumping around to some of his music blasting in his room, or just made out like those other lovelost couples.

It was great, till the whole thing with Chrissy happened,you were so scared for him, you went around town day in day out, looking for him. No idea where he was. Frightened about the mob of angry people looking for him.

You didn't find him at all, you saw Nancy by his trailer talking to Wayne, but you shrugged it off. You talked to Wayne and he soothed you when you panicked about him just having vanished,he didn't even come find you. Which you understood people would look for him at your place first. You had to throw some out after they burst in as you opened the door even just an inch.

It was madness.

You went days in fear and worry, till the earthquake..

No Eddie, everyone but not him, no body, not a trace of him.

Just gone, like a dream you had. Like it was never real.

You couldn't stand the funeral, only few people attended. I mean King Steve? You weren't surprised about Dustin and The other hellfire members, but Robin, Steve, Nancy and who else. They didn't know Eddie?

They didn't know him.

Why were they there? Just out of pity?

You didn't have a clue, but you hung on to the hope Eddie was fine, no Body no case. Right?

It had been weeks since the memorial like funeral, you went to his spot everyday,cleaned the grave stone from the hateful messages. Placed new flowers after the old ones where stomped on.

It took weeks till the others decided to tell you what happened, the guilt of you being so painfully unaware getting the best of them.

Steve told you while the others stood silent, you only rembered breaking down, the last hope you had shattered like the cup Eddie always made you tea in.

You knew it was over, the empty Cold bed, wasn't just temporary.

Another night on your own, more coming.

All gone no way it would return to you.

"But we had so many plans!!! We never got to go to a concert!" You cried out the lost moments of the future like it would suddenly change this all.

But no, you were so harshly woken up from this dream.

The hopeless trying to fall back asleep didn't work, like it never did.

He was gone, and so was the dream.

(Yall istg the ending was rushed af, I promise this isn't it, I probably will write another chapter, if yall want me to. Anyhowww! It's almost October!! Ahh I love spooky season.) Also the song is so good, I legit can't stop seeing him in it 😔 I wish he didn't get taken out of stranger things. He could've been a major character for longer. I cry everytime I rematch.

Okay guys I'm a bit slow, my request are on (I got reminded by a wonderful human that I forgot to do it lmao, thank you ^-^)

I'm gonna do a lot of different ff, but nothing with minors or anything that is weird, I got my limits and morals, and I'll let you know if I don't want to or won't write a certain request! I do not accept any harmful request.

All the characters are either aged up or it stays wholesome!

🙂‍↕️ that's all let the requests drop I'll try my best to get to all.

So I'm thinking of making fan fictions, I didn't get the books of certain characters just not to make canon accurate writing!!!

So I'm taking request now 👀🫦👀

Who I'm writing for:

Eddie Munson,

Billy Hargrove,

Robin Buckley,

Steve Harrington,

Chrissy Cunningham

(I think that's all the Stranger Things I wanna write, but you can always ask for others I'm up to all☝️🙂‍↕️)

Oh oh what else

A lot of slasher and the actors characters such as:

Billy Loomis (Scream 1)

Stu Macher (Scream 1)

Joey (Abigail)

Sam Charpenter (Scream 5/6)

Ethan Landry (Scream 5/6)

Mindy Meeks-Martin (Scream 5/6)

Tara Charpenter (Scream 5/6)

Cairo Sweet (Millers Girl)

Wednesday Addams (obviously duh)

Vada Cavell (the fallout)

Micheal Myers (Halloween)

BRAHMS HEELSHIRE (THE BOY, ID GO INSANE FOR THIS MAN FR, rooaf RRRAF wait he don't like dogs)

Jennifer Check (Jennifer's Body)

Tiffany Ray (Chucky)

Charles Lee Ray (known as Chucky btw)

More Characters are coming cause I can't remember all the ones I want to write about.

(Ask me about a character you really wanna read about, I might actually watch the movie/series etc or smth to get an idea! I'm open to completely new characters so don't worry about asking for a twilight character or smth)

❗AVOID THESE PEDOPHILES AT ALL COSTS! ❗

I was scrolling through Tumblr and came across a post of KNOWN PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR (many of which have or want to rape actual children/minors)

THERE ARE ACTUAL PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR TRYING TO GET IN TOUCH WITH MINORS ON TUMBLR

PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST THIS LIST AND KEEP OUR MINORS SAFE

Please don't steal my work, I really worked hard on everything I write or wrote. If you want to use my work please ask me and credit me!

Can we talk about this? Why are pictures liek this so aestheticly pleasing, I saw a bunch of these on my Pinterest and was like nah I gotta do it too. I don't regret it.

If you want to use this picture for a fan fiction cover or smth please ask or credit me. 🫡

A broken ones thoughts

I want to be someone's obsession, for them to wake up thinking of me. To dream of me, I don't want to be that person for everyone anymore. I'm like that to everyone but not a single one is that way for me.

I'm no one's favorite person, platonic or romantic, I'm always their last choice. I'm that best friend they have when their real best friend isn't available, that best friend from school, in school only. I'm never the person they talk to everyday, the person they want to love and adore. But just another person they talk to in case the other says no.

I want to be adored, someone's favorite person, someone's one and only, someone obsession.

Somebody's muse.

Burning Hearts

We fight and we try

We fall in love and we cry

We look at each other every day

And tell ourselves that it's okay

When love works

The way we do

Is it really trying

To hold onto

Does it make sense

To hurt and pretend

Just because

Our hearts burn together

Till they burn out

To ash and

we

Feel nothing at all

My everything

Cause she's my world

My universe

All my stars

And the moon

It's something I came up with when I was acting in my head lmao.

Hi hiii

I'm gonna post some small stories, or poems and all

I hope you'll enjoy them 🥰