Eddie Munson X Poc Reader - Tumblr Posts
i finally finished my stupid ass summer school course and exactly when i’m ready to start writing again the writers block kicked in immediately 😭
so i will soon be posting who the other counselor faceclaims will be for my “we’re going to summer camp bitches!” story as an attempt to jumpstart my brain
wait, the thought of sev being nervous to talk or even see wayne is kinda cute. They're hiding behind eddie as much as they can n shit
eddie x platonic! experiment! reader
part 1 , part 2 , part 3 , part 4
(sev x reader)
she really is though 😭 like one day eddie’s just like “oh i’ll take you home!” after school because it was raining and steve was still stuck at work.
- so imagine you two are in his van, just honestly having a grand old time, listening to music, talking, all that good stuff.
- all of a sudden eddie’s like -
“oh, shit! uhh we have to go back to my trailer for a second.”
“why, what about your uncle??”
“because i have to pick something up for…something i’m doing after this.”
- it’s for a deal, he’s just not saying that to you, even though you know what he does.
“it’ll only take a second, and my uncle’s not home, so just wait in here.”
“alright…”
- so eddie finally gets there, jumps out and runs into the trailer right
- you’re just flicking through the different stations, when all of a sudden, the driver side door opens again. thinking it’s eddie, you don’t pay him any mind until you realize he’s been standing there for an odd amount of time, not doing anything
- when you finally look up you aren’t looking at eddie, but his uncle wayne that you nearly “killed” all that time ago.
- now from eddie’s perspective, he didn’t know why his uncle was home, but didn’t really think on it too much, as long as you didn’t find out.
“eddie, do you have that one hat with the bat on it?” uncle wayne asked from his room.
“uhh, no! why?”
“because i can’t find it, and you’re always takin’ it!”
“okay well it’s probably in my van! i’ll get it for you in a second!” he called back annoyed, trying to remember where he could’ve put his own stuff.
- so lost in his own thoughts, he didn’t hear his uncle say that he’d get it himself, nor did he hear him leave the trailer
- after finally finding what he was looking for, he walked back out of the trailer, but was met by the odd sight of you and his uncle having some weird cat and mouse game, on either sides of his van.
“would you just stop a second?! i’m not gonna hurt you! wayne laughed exasperatedly
“yea you are! you think i’m evil and you’re gonna get your revenge on me!” you shrieked as he nearly caught you.
- noticing eddie back outside, you ran behind him and used him as a shield.
“i knew you were that same kid! i’m not mad about that, alright? i mean i think you’re a little spooky and such, but not anything else!” wayne exclaimed.
“so you aren’t going to call the nearest church and get a priest try to exorcise me?”
“no? i’m not, i swear.” he held his hands up in defense.
“oh.” you relaxed.
“van, what 🤨???” eddie chimed in.
“uhh nothing.”
“well it was good seeing you again kid… i guess. don’t be scared to come around with those other kids.” he said grabbing his hat from eddie’s van and walking passed the two, laughing to himself.
“this town is weird as hell man.” he chuckled to himself , going back into the trailer
- so eddie’s finally taking you back to your house, and you are just so angry.
“i told you he didn’t hate you.” eddie said smugly.
“you said he wasn’t there! liar!” you exclaimed, hitting him on the shoulder.
“ow! i didn’t know!”
“well, then why didn’t you just say that!?”
“because i thought he wasn’t!”
“yeah, sure.”
“and anyways what was that about being exorcised”
“i have know clue what you’re talking about.” you said nonchalantly.
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a/n : idk why this took me so long 😭 and i really need to finish that season 3 chapter but it’s so longggggg 😐
𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲?
synopsis : reader is an individual with powers she doesn’t quite understand. she’s overcome with despair of her and her friends’ failure and her boyfriend eddie’s “death”. so in a fit of rage, her powers go beserk, and she accidentally turns the town of hawkins into a collection of her favorite sitcoms.
stanger things x reader (wandavision! au)
future warnings : swearing, emotional (mainly angry) reader, confused eddie, plotting grandma. i don’t really know what other warnings to put other than swearing and manipulation (?) 🫣 so we’ll just have to see
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2 days later
“it’s been less than 48 hours since a 7.4 magnitude earthquake rocked the quaint town lf Hawkins, 80 miles outside of indianapolis, in an event that seismologists are caling “a natural disaster of near unprecedented scale.”
you distantly heard the newscaster on the t.v. say, as you walked past your grandmother and mother in the living room, watching it.
“the death toll stands at 22. but with hundreds more filling roane county hospitals and many more still missing, officials expect those numbers to rise.” he continued
“mom turn this off, she doesn’t need this right now.” you heard your mother, attempt to whisper to your grandmother, but to no avail.
“i’m just waiting for the good stuff to come on, y/m/n, no need to throw a fit.” your grandmother responded nonchalantly.
“mother, you know for a fact, all of the channels are going to be taking about just this, for who knows how long!” your mother scolded her.
“look, the quicker she-“
“this is only the latest tragedy to befall this once-safe town. most recently, a string of high school student were killed in a series of ritualistic murders, which have been linked to a local satanic cult known as “hellfire.” their bickering was cut off by the man continuing. the next words escaping his mouth, making all three of you stop in your tracks.
“eddie munson, the leader of this cult and prime suspect in the murders, has been missing since the earthquake and is presumed dead. but this offers little comfort to the people of hawkins, who are scared, angry, and searching for answers.” he finished.
with the flick of your mother’s hand the t.v. shut off, as she glared at your grandmother, silence filling the house. a slam broke the silence, along with the sounds of heavy footsteps leaving the kitchen, and the front door opening and slamming behind you as you exited the house.
“let’s hope she doesn’t go kill him.” your grandmother said nonchalantly, sipping her tea. “he’s only the messenger after all.”
“mom, i really do wish you could be sympathetic about this. her boyfriend not only died, but he’s also being accused of murders he didn’t commit.” your mother sighed, getting up to watch you from the window, as you got into your car and drove to god knows where.
“i don’t know why they even think that, the boy cried when a bee flew near him once, and yet think he could do something like that? please.” your grandmother scoffed. “he was a pain in the ass, but he was no murderer that’s for certain.”
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sunday , march 2, 1986 | 2:24 a.m.
“you know when we graduate sweetheart, and run like hell out of here, i’m definitely taking you with me.” eddie whispered, rubbing your back, as you two laid in your bed.
“is that so? i figured you’d be too good for everyone and eveything in this town at that point.” you joked, lifting your head off of his chest to look at him.
“never you. and maybe those sheep of ours can join us too.” he said.
“eddie, i’m pretty sure that’s kidnapping.” you laughed softly.
“yeah i actually think so too. besides, i don’t think “king”steve would appreciate stealing his children from him.” he laughed.
“so what are your grand plans for us mr. munson? you know i need organization in advance.” you joked again,
“well mrs. munson, first we’ll buy a house in a small town-“
“you? settled in a small town? i’m shocked!” you look at him in fake horror, making him roll his eyes, and playfully push you away from him.
“just for that, now i’m not continuing.” he fake pouted and rolled to face away from you.
“okay, okay i’m sorry baby.” you held him from behind now, kissing his cheek. “keep going, please?”
“the small town thing’s for you. so we can live out your crazy, dick van dyke, bewitched, good times, brady bunch, sabrina the teena-“ he started listing all the shows you’ve made him watch.
“okay, i get it! i like a lot of shows, sue me!” you giggle, smushing his face together.
“but yeah we can do all of those things, i mean the bewitched and sabrina one may be kinda hard seeing that you aren’t a witch but, i’ve already got the evil mother-in-law, trying to get rid of me thing going so how far off can it get.” he cheekily said, once he successfully moved your hand, scooting down to lay his head in your lap, as you sat up to lean against the headboard.
“my mother loves you though?” you leaned over him confusedly, purposely not acknowledging the other thing he said.
“yeah i know. i’m talking ‘bout your grandmother, i mean i swear i can feel her burning a hole in the back of my neck whenever i turn away from her.” he winced.
you froze remembering the time he let you put his hair up, and as he walked away from you and your grandmother at the kitchen table, she stared daggers into him until he jumped, swearing that the back of his neck was on fire for a second.
“you’re an idiot.” you laughed nervously, running your fingers through his hair.
“and we can have our own little tabitha too.” he smiled.
“you want kids after we graduate?” you asked incredulously.
“well not just yet, but i’m sure yours can visit.” he nonchalantly said
“mine?”
“yeah, these two!” he exclaimed picking up a framed photo on your dresser of you, el and will before they moved away.
“she can be your tabitha, and he’ll be my all-seeing/knowing son.” he joked, putting the picture back.
it’s scary how accurate he can be sometimes.
as you can tell, eddie wasn’t aware of your family’s… lineage at this point. you wanted to tell him, really you did, but you knew you wouldn’t unless it was absolutely necessary. you’d been involved with the events of the upside down since the year will was taken, in fact that’s how the kids found out. then max found out, robin, and at this point you didn’t want anyone else knowing, even if it was your own boyfriend, in case it put him in danger. that all changed quicker than you thought it would, though.
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saturday, march 22, 1986 | reefer rick’s cabin
after everyone left to follow the cop cars, you volunteered to stay with eddie, and try to console him. so how it turned into a full-blown screaming match, was beyond you.
“so you’re telling me, that you’ve been dealing with shit like this, for three years! three! and didn’t want to tell me?! we’ve been dating for two! which means all those times you blew me off for days on end, was because of this shit?!” he paced around frantically.
“yes, eddie. can you please calm down?!” you sighed.
“calm down?! my girlfriend could’ve died on countless different occasions and you want me to calm down! what, they would’ve just fed me the same bullshit that they did to that one girl’s parents?!
“yes eddie, i do want you to calm down because if you haven’t noticed you’re in hiding! do you want people to hear you?! and nobody would’ve told you anything because i wasn’t and am not going to die!”
“why didn’t you just tell me? is it because you think i’m weak?” he suddenly got offended.
“what? no! eddie, it’s complicated okay! we don’t just go around really telling people about it! they just find out!
he groaned, still pacing around.
“eddie, i’m going to tell you something.”
“oh, now you wanna tell me stuff.” he scoffed, going to sit down on a crate, but before he could it disappeared from under him and he fell to the ground.
“what the hell?” he muttered looking around for it before seeing it sitting at your feet. “how did tha-“
“i don’t appreciate your attitude with me right now.” you pouted, crossing your arms.
“i-i don’t understand how that was just right here- and then.” he stammered
“i’m a witch, eddie.” you sighed, transporting it back to him.
there were a lot of reactions you expected from him at this point, but him laughing hysterically was not one of them. you just stared at him not really knowing what to say. after he stopped, he dragged the crate to where you were standing and sat down on it, sighing he pulled you to sit on his lap.
“you know, out of all the things i’ve heard today that actually makes the most sense.” he whispered, dropping his head on your shoulder.
“really?”
“oh yeah. i mean, i knew those magic tricks had something to them, and wait-“ he cut himself off, looking at you. “does that mean that your family is too?”
“yeah…why?” you asked quietly.
“well then your grandmother makes a whole lot more sense.” he started laughing, remembering all the times he felt like she did something to him, but couldn’t figure out what.
“so. can i show you some things?” you asked hopefully.
“uhh yes? please? i promise i’ll be much more understanding than that stupid darrin!” he urged, referencing bewitched.
you spent the rest of that day, keeping his mind occupied, and away from all the vecna madness.
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march 25, 1986 | hawkins hospital
you walked down the bright hallways, carrying a bouqet of carnations, narrowly avoiding bumping into frantic nurses and families trying to get back to their loved ones. as you stopped outside of the room you were told, you heard the sound of lucas’ voice, reciting stephen king’s “the talisman”.
not wanting to lose your nerve, you quietly knock on the door, entering slowly. lucas and erica looked surprised to see you, being that you had just up and disappeared after max was checked into the hospital.
“hey, guys.” you said quietly, as you walked to max’s bedside and set the flowers, down. looking down at her you brushed some of her hair away from her face, and turned to look at the two.
“are you guys okay? i’m sorry, i haven’t been here.“ your voice cracked as you squeezed lucas’ shoulders and gave erica a hug.
before you could continue, you were cut off by the two tackling you into a hug.
“we’re fine.” erica responded.
“you’re here now.” lucas whispered
“yeah, we didn’t know if you’d ever come back.”
“did they say when she’d wake up?” you asked, looking at max.
“no.” lucas whispered, making eye contact with erica, leaving out the part where the doctors said she might not at all.
“oh, okay. well just call me when she does, i’ll be right over.” you said squeezing them one last time, before heading back towards the door.
“i love you guys, i’ll see you later, okay?” you said, leaving before they could respond.
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you were originally going to go to the high school, and help everyone down there, but instead found yourself driving past it, and a little further into town, where there wasn’t any wreck or openings in the ground. as you drove you looked up at the sky passed the windshield and at the red and black clouds. you were suddenly pulled out of your thoughts, by the sound of someone clearing their throat.
“go away, i don’t want to talk to you.” you sighed, looking away from the woman in the rearview mirror.
“you know we can make this better.” the woman said nonchalantly.
“no, we can’t do anything, so just go away, you’re irritating me.” you started to get annoyed.
“you realize that you just called yourself irritating, right?” she said crossing her arms and smirking.
“yes, i do.”
“you know you’re really self-deprecating now. it’s depressing.” she sighed.
“are you trying to make me feel bad about what i did? because i’ll have you know that i don’t.” you said looking back at her for a second.
she didn’t say anything.
“what do you want?” you said, now whining.
“i want you to let me back in.”
“aww what’s wrong are you lonely?” you joked before straightening up and saying. “absolutely not.”
“do you truly think that separating from apart of yourself was the right thing to do?”
“yes! because you can’t control yourself, and you just fuck everything up!” you yelled.
“we can restore everything.” she said, climbing between the front and passenger seat and into the latter.
“we need to kill vecna.” you responded.
“don’t you deserve a break? all of you? you’re sad and you all deserve to be happy.” she said, repeating something you’d said before.
“don’t twist my words around! okay, i’m not sad, i’m angry! angry that we lost, and angry that i couldn’t do anything about it!” you seethed.
“and we can’t take breaks, you know that. vecna’s gonna strike at any point now, and we need to be prepared.” you tried to calm down, not wanting to crash.
“you can do something about it now, but you’re choosing not to!” she hissed at you.
“you know what! fine, i’ll indulge you. what is this grand plan you have to restore everything. “ you asked faux interested.
“do you trust me?” she asked seriously, ignoring your sarcasm.
“barely.” you said looking over at her again suspiciously before turning your eyes back to the road.
“i guess that works.” she said flippantly before reaching over and covering your eyes.
“what the hell are you doing?!”
“shhh i’m fixing what you won’t, you’ll thank me later i swear. now sleep.”
the last thing you heard was your “doppelgänger’s” chuckles before everything soon went completely dark and silent for you.
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you woke up to a cacaphony of voices above and around you, all echoing and making your head hurt.
“is she breathing? i don’t think she’s breathing!” you heard a muffled voice from next to you.
“steve back up! all she’ll be able to inhale is you, if you don’t give her some space!” another, albeit, clearer voice sounded from behind you. almost like robin?
“her eyes are moving underneath her eyelids, maybe she’s waking up.” you heard… max? say.
you groaned as you finally opened your eyes, before quickly shutting them back, and squinting, trying to get used to the bright light around you.
“i’m okay, but what the hell is happening?” you asked trying to sit up.
“shh it’s okay, we just came in and found you on the ground, then brought you to the couch.” dustin said, trying to calm you down.
“what? dustin i was in my car, and where did you all come from anyways, what are you talking about?”
“we just found you here. your door was wide open and someone could’ve came in and-“ lucas started before being cut off.
“lucas you’re being dramatic.” erica said, making you open your eyes to finally look at the people around you.
“erica shut up!” he hissed back at her.
“okay you two are both being dramatic now!” steve chimed in before everybody started to go back and forth.
as they all started to drown each other out with jabs and insults towards each other, you could only look at one person.
“max? is that you? are you okay?! when did you- when did you wake up?” you asked her all at once, pulling her towards you into a hug.
“umm what are you talking about? how hard did you hit your head?” she asked pulling back to see if she could see if you’d gone crazy.
as you finally took the time to really look at what appeared to be your friends, you realized that something was just off about it. then quickly remembering the last interaction you had.
“shh you’ll thank me later i swear! now sleep.” you remembered the other version of you said, before doing something to you. you quietly gasped realizing that she let herself back in with you and did something drastic, your memories now merging with hers.
all you remembered were glimpses of you going to the middle of town, having some sort of breakdown, yelling something about how much pain you were in before everything went red, then you woke up here.
“babe, are you okay? you’re acting kind of weird.” a voice you never thought you’d hear again, said from your living room doorway.
“eddie?….i-is that really you? are you really here?” you asked quickly standing up, feeling like you were in a whirlwind.
“yeah..? where else would i be? are you sure you’re okay?” he asked holding his hands out for you.
now when eddie saw you slowly walking towards him, he thought you were going to hug him real tight, maybe even kiss him! because for some reason he couldn’t remember the last time you did either of those.
so imagine his surprise when he saw the now enraged look on your face, heard the shouts of protest from your friends, and the last thing he saw was the sight of your fist quickly swinging through the air, and straight into the right side of his jaw, before everything went black.
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a/n : not eddie thinking that shit he pulled would just slip past you 😭 this took me so fucking long i’m actually not alright. i wrote this to try and jumpstart my brain for ideas for “we’re going to summer camp bitches” and my “eddie x 007! reader” works but it really didn’t 😐
@floralenvu @pinkfeatherboarry
𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖆 𝖛𝖎𝖗𝖌𝖎𝖓
“𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞, 𝐞𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐞!”
stranger things x jennifers body!au
synopsis: you and eddie go to a small concert being held at the hideout, the main act is being put on by a gothic girl group, who afterword invite you to some kind of after party. you insist that eddie come with you, but the girls refuse. eddie insists that you go ahead and to call him so he’ll pick you up after.
ocs for - like a virgin
chapter 1 : like a virgin (out now!)
chapter 2 : “viewer discretion advised” (out now!)
we’re going to summer camp bitches !
camp counselor introductions
steve harrington:
- the pretty boy
- will let his kids do pretty much whatever, as long as they don’t get hurt or hurt anyone else
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eddie munson :
- the cool one
- made a mandated dnd day for his kids
- his girls (and some boys) think he’s hot 🫤
- he’s chill
- he scares his boys while they’re sleeping
- he helps the kids prank steve while he’s sleeping
robin buckley
- the frazzled but nonchalant one
- will let the kids do pretty much whatever too as long as nobody gets hurt and nobody of authority finds out 😊
- frazzled at times because
“oh my gosh, am i missing someone or am i just going insane.”
“if you know that’s poison ivy, why would you put it in your pants!?”
nancy wheeler :
- the organized one
- has an itinerary for her and her kids and it will be followed and they will love it (that’s definitely not a threat)
- but she does include things that they actually want to do so they really will love it
- her kids are lowkey scared of her tbh
y/n y/l/n :
LMAO I JUST WANTED TO PUT A PICTURE HERE
- the one everybody loves
- your kids just love you tbh
- nothing else to say, you’re just that counselor.
ivy lockford (hailee steinfeld)
- the adventurous one
- always has her kids doing something
- prefers her kids to be outside doing activities
- not prepared
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quinn langford (evan peters)
- the “weird” one
- his kids only think he’s weird because he doesn’t talk much
- has no handle on his children unfortunately 😭
- super nice
- “inside activities are fun too” he’s trying his best okay 🫶🏾
banks
the overprotective one (jonathan daviss)
- his kids are never out of sight
- “did you put on sunscreen”
- are you carrying. bug spray? well you should!”
- prepared for everything
- literally
“never go to santa carla”
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sneak peek of my stranger things x the lost boys x my babysitter’s a vampire! au wip
synopsis : when reader comes back from her trip to santa carla, she’s acting off. she’s moody, constantly brushing off the group, hanging around shady looking people, and she looks terrible! (no she doesn’t 😽)
i’ve decided to make this reader the same as the “we’re going to summer camp bitches!” one ☺️
so you know what that means 😻😻😻
eddie x fem!reader , kind of david x fem! reader too 🫤 , (reader is canonically hot and everyone loves her i don’t make the rules 🙇🏾♀️)
future warnings : swearing , suggestive language , cursing , blood and gore , heavy flirting , the lost boys in general because yeah, david (is his own warning yes) , scary y/n , michael emerson and david being down bad (for two different people btw) , reader being hot , steve being hot , robin being hot , eddie being hot, nancy being hot , the lost boys being hot 🫤, look everyone’s just hot okay? and i can’t think of anymore rn 🤨
the whole sleeping during the day and coming out at night thing doesn’t exist here.
my sneak peek for “like a virgin” will be out soon too !
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hawkins, indiana | sunday, october 5, 1986 | 6:47 a.m.
you all stayed up the entire night watching movies, playing games and talking about what they did while you were gone, and how your trip was, although the last one wasn’t for too long as you insisted that you’ll tell them all about it later on.
the last person of the group fell asleep at about 2, which is when your house was finally consumed with silence. everyone was asleep peacefully, nancy stretched out on the love seat with jonathan on the floor next to it, argyle also on the floor, but he was layed out in front of the couch that dustin , mike , and will were all squeezed together on. erica, eleven, and max had went up to your room ages ago to go to sleep. you, robin , and lucas were all huddled on another couch together, where you were all previously playing a card game before falling asleep, while steve and eddie fell asleep on another couch.
now nancy was having a great sleep, a really great one, so to be woken up by robin shaking her so aggressively, that she thought her head would fall off of her neck, didn’t sit right with her.
“would you stop shaking me?!” nancy whisper-shouted.
“i’ll stop shaking you when you wake up! y/n’s arguing with someone outside. come listen.” robin whisper-shouted back at her.
“what?” nancy asked, as robin dragged her off of the love-seat, out of the living room, and brought her to the front door, where steve and eddie, were already huddled, with their ears against it.
“what are you guys-“ she was cut off by steve sharply shushing her, and pressing his ear back to the door.
“just listen, it’s so weird.” robin said, pressing hers to the door again.
nancy huddled over the three, and pressed her ear to the door as well, and lo and behold, you were heatedly talking to someone, but they couldn’t tell who.
“it sounds like a guy out there.” nancy whispered, furrowing her eyebrows. “maybe her brother’s back again?”
“nah we don’t think so, he sounds different, plus they would have started fighting already.” robin said flippantly.
“yeah, and boyfriend of the year over here, doesn’t want to go out there.” steve looked towards eddie.
“it sounds interesting! plus if we go out there they’ll stop.” eddie defended.
“isn’t that the point?” robin asked.
“i want to hear the drama- shh! they’re starting again.”
they all pressed even closer to the door, trying to decipher what you were saying, but only being able to make out some parts of it.
“-merson, i swear to god, why-…and how did you get here?!”
“are the rest of them here too?
“jeez! i thought we were friends y/n/n why the last na-“
suddenly a harsh thump against the door made the eavesdroppers jump back.
meanwhile outside the door -
“do not play with me right now michael, this isn’t funny.” you seethed, after grabbing him by the jacket and holding him against the door you just slammed him against.
back in the house -
“ ‘michael’ ? is she talking to mike?” eddie whispered, as they all looked at each other confusedly before a voice cut chimed in.
“is who talking to me?” mike said, from behind them, causing them all to jump at the intrusion. “what’s going on?” he whispered, eating some cereal, he stole from your kitchen.
“shhh!” they all hissed at him, before gluing themselves back to the door, with a now curious mike joining them.
meanwhile outside-
“i’m not joking!” the curly-haired man said defensively putting his hands up. “we’re not here to piss you off, we’re here to help you!”
“help me?” you scoffed, letting him go, before fake smiling. “i think i’ve gotten all the “help” i can from those guys! i mean what with giving me these-“ you said sarcastically, pointing at your newly sharper canines and nails before retracting them.
“wow, you’ve got a much better handle on those than i did at first. i’m proud..” he said impressed.
“i’m forever grateful.” you said sarcastically.
“it’s the whole feeding thing, you see. david said he doesn’t want you drinking off of randoms for your first time.” he explained meekly, as you just glared at him.
“listen i didn’t know they were gonna do that, okay?” he defended himself. “but i mean you didn’t even give ‘em a chance to do their whole little “show you the ropes” spiel before you took off! i’ve never seen anyone pack up and leave a state so quickly. which i’m honestly impressed by, if we’re being serious.” he added on incredulously, walking away from the door, and pacing back and forth on your porch.
He was right though. that night before you were supposed to be going back to hawkins, the group invited you to hang out at their “spot” in this cool cave they seemed to have claimed. you were all having a great time, waiting for michael to come back with the food, when one of your new friends, david, offered you some vintage-ish wine in this cool looking antique bottle he had.
You (unknowingly at the time) drank what was actually blood, causing them to have some sort of field day for some reason. once you saw what they really were though , before they had the chance to explain, once they were distracted, you booked it right out of there, back to your grandparents’ new house, telling your grandmother that you had to leave a night early for some “emergency” happening back in hawkins.
when the boys went over there the next morning asking for you, she told them that you had already began making your way back home, right after getting back the night before. unfortunately, david, (ever the charmer) was able to find out what “home” you were going back to, before deciding that the group was going to take a little road trip down to this “hawkins”.
“i mean who does that? when they did it to me, i at least stuck around for instructions or something! you just up and left!” he exclaimed, throwing his hands up.
you shushed him harshly, before speaking. “keep your voice down! and people that aren’t psychopaths do that, michael!” you paused, trying to calm yourself down.
“you do not. understand the bullshit i have went through in the past couple years. i have to constantly be prepared and ready for anything. and this!” you gestured to the new additions to yourself. “is a bit of a distraction.”
“listen, like i said earlier, i’m sorry that they did this, okay! but i know exactly what you’re going through! hence why we came here.” he pleaded, putting his hands on your shoulders.
“i mean you saw how they acted back in santa carla, they were animals! you had somewhat of a reign on him though.” he explained, putting a slight emphasis on the word “him”.
“it’s the whole feeding thing, you see. david doesn’t want you drinking off of some random for your first time.” he quietly explained as you glared at him.
“i think i have enough books and vampire knowledge, to learn how to survive, if he thinks feeding’s the issue. so you can tell them that i’m fine and leave.” you sighed, brushing him off, before pausing and looking at him, suspiciously, noticing his tense stance.
“even though i’ve only known you for about a week, i can tell that you’re a good person, and i don’t want you to suffer okay?” he said sympathetically.
“you’re not telling me everything are you?” you asked, eerily calmly.
“i- i don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“oh yeah? i’m just curious, you all came here together right?” you said realizing something.
“yeah so?…” he said meekly.
“so where are the others?” you asked, now afraid of his answer.
“oh, you know… just hanging out…” he said.
“hanging out where?” you said sternly.
“well..” he said before whispering something you couldn’t really understand.
“well what, michael? spill it!” you pleaded.
“well, when we first got here yesterday, david was still pissed about you just up and leaving without saying anything to him, and decided he didn’t want to see you yet so he went to go look around town! and well you know how the rest of them are! it’s always ‘monkey-see, monkey-do’ with ‘em! so after he left, paul decided that he wanted to go see how “hawkins girls” party so he split too.” putting air quotes around hawkins girls. “and then marko, dwayne, and i decided to look for you, but marko got side tracked and dipped off later on to find paul. and i accidentally lost dwayne at some point last night.“ he rambled before whispering to himself, “or maybe he just ditched me.”
“so, how did you find me?” you asked, trying to take in all of that information.
“oh, i just recognized your car in the driveway.” he said flippantly.
“why is it every time you’ve brought up the group, you always zero in on david?” you asked, out of nowhere.
“what do you mean?” he asked, acting like he wasn’t aware of it.
“‘david’s mad because i left without talking to him.’ not the group, him. ‘i had somewhat of a reign on him.’ ‘david, doesn’t want me feeding off of random’s.’ what’s that all about?” you asked crossing your arms.
“i don’t know okay! he’s just been acting so weird. ever since we met you, he’s been off the rails in a way that the other four don’t even recognize.and they’ve known him forever! he wasn’t even like this with star!” he said, incredulously.
“oh so, what? i hurt little david’s feelings and now he wants to be all possesive as if i fucked up his life!?
“look i know it’s bullshit okay? i mean it’s been almost a year since they did the same shit to me, and i still don’t completely get it.” he exclaimed, causing you to soften up a bit.
“alright. i guess i’m done yelling at you for now.” you said nonchalantly, walking back towards your door.
“wait, that’s it? what do we do now?” he asked, following you.
“i’m going back to sleep. we can look for the others later.” you explained tiredly.
“yeah, that’s definitely a side effect. how did you even make it all the way back here without conking out?”
“adrenaline, i guess. come on in, since i know you vamps are big on that shit.” you sighed sarcastically, opening the door.
well, trying to open the door, being that there was some kind of weight pressed against it. you heard a thud and a sharp “ouch” and a “retreat, she’s coming back!” before you were able to open it without issue.
you and michael were met with the faces of all 13 of your now awake friends, sitting in the foyer of your house, staring at you with wide eyes.
“so…” robin started, clearing her throat.
“do you have something to tell us y/n?” nancy, said cautiously, as everyone looked at you expectantly.
“what’s there for her to tell, she’s definitely a vamp! him too from what i’ve gathered.” argyle, chimed in nonchalantly, taking some of the cereal that mike was eating.
“never go to santa carla kiddos.” you sighed, walking passed them all and plopping down onto the couch closest to the door, and immediately falling asleep.
am i about to use that one girl group from that scooby-doo movie’s name for “like a virgin”? yes. am i also using the girls from the craft as the faceclaims for that group, and just changing their names? also yes ☺️
we’re going to summer camp bitches!
a/n: not a new chapter unfortunately 😭 but i found that when i have writer’s block, if i write other little things something will come to me
so this is y/n’s involvement throughout the seasons to get to know her relationships and her personality ☺️
pre-series :
- you were friends with steve since you were 4 and he was 5
- your parents were good friends with his, hence why you two grew up together and why you’re in a lot of each other’s family pictures
- your parents along with his were away often, albeit not as neglectful as his are
- your father is a tour coordinator while your mother is a rock promoter so they constantly leave
- started babysitting the boys when you were 11 and they were 7
- your mom played bridge with dustin’s and was in the same book club as mrs. wheeler, and her and joyce knew each other prior as well.
- from there they referred you to the other moms
season 1 :
- you were the boys’ babysitter (obv)
- you protect them with your life honestly
- played dnd with them constantly
- you have no favorites (it’s will tbh 🫤 he’s the least difficult)
- was very upset when will went missing
- helped the boys look for him, and was with them when they found el.
- best friends with steve, but wasn’t really hanging around him when he was in his “king steve” era (because he was a prick 😭 and you didn’t like that)
- tore him a new one when you found out what his “friends” did to/ said about nancy and how he just allowed it
- were with the kids at the school, while everyone else was getting will.
- heartbroken when you thought that el died.
- shocked when you found out steve was involved
- you started hanging out with steve again
(not much for season 1 honestly)
season 2 :
- were with will 100000x more than before
- the boys told you about the new girl “mad” max mayfield
- but you already knew her since you worked at the arcade
(yeah you come from money, but you liked making your own)
- which meant you knew about billy hargrove
- and boy did you dislike him
- tried to get at you a few times , but was quickly shut down
- were going to go trick or treating with the boys, but they insisted that they go alone so you and jonathan went tina’s party where steve and nancy were, instead.
- not wanting to be apart of the dick measuring competition between steve and billy, you found your classmate eddie munson and just hung around with him for majority of the party.
- and by hung around i mean you basically just made out and shotgunned with him the entire time
- imagine seeing alf without his head and a sexy indiana jones making out at a party 🫤( sounds like a dream i would have tbh)
- was confused when you saw nancy leave the party with jonathan, but were quickly filled in by a heartbroken steve, who was ready to just go home.
- so you said your goodbyes to eddie and left with steve
- tried to give him comforting advice as he drove you two home, (being that you literally live next door to each other) but him being too deep in his thoughts so you just went back to your house.
- cue you walking into your room, only to hear dustin’s screeching “code red” and for you to come over as quickly as possible
- you drove over, thinking someone was dying, but when dustin opened the door, dragging you to his room, as you yelled out a quick hello to claudia, you realized it wasn’t that serious.
“dustin what’s up its like 10 pm and we have school tomorrow.”
“this won’t take long, but i need to show you this.”
- you weren’t as impressed as he thought you’d be.
“why doesn’t it have eyes!” you nearly screamed, as you jumped away from it.
“i don’t know, but his name is dartangan. short for dart!
“okay! well… i’m going back home now! don’tget eaten by that thing please!”
- things escalated heavily from there tbh
- next thing you know, you’re at the hospital with will, mike, joyce, hopper, and bob.
- however you left before things could go to shit to give the others an update on will’s well-being.
- so imagine your surprise when you found your best friend steve, driving around with dustin, lucas, and max.
- you were proud of him and made fun of hum for taking your spot as babysitter
- sad when bob died, he was a good guy
- shocked that el was alive, but happy nonetheless.
- you know your way around a gun pretty well so you went with hopper and el back to the lab, so el could close the gate.
- not before demanding that the kids not give steve a hard time and telling steve to keep protecting them with his life
- when you finally got back to them after it was over, they told you everything that happened and you were not happy in the slightest
- next time you saw billy at school, you made it hell for him
- burnt cigarette butts on the hood of his car
- parked next to him and purposely slammed your door into his
- pretty much just hurting his car really
- volunteered at the snoball dance with nancy
- took pictures of all the cute little moments with everyone (just like sev because those deserved to be documented 🥹)
season 3 :
- once starcourt opened you worked at the scoops ahoy with steve and robin
- you already knew robin from school and honestly loved her
- steve didn’t understand why
- liked to sit on the sidelines as robin and steve had their back and forths, but did join in at times causing steve to call you a traitor
- he was just mad because you made the scoops uniform look good
- the few times the hellfire club came in (pre- dustin, lucas, and mike of course) you always insisted that you’d be the one to serve them.
- cue you bringing the ice cream to their table.
- robin : “i think she’s really got it bad for munson.”
- steve : “no way, i know her and she’d never go for- her shorts weren’t that short a second ago right????
- moving on ☺️ (mind your business steve..)
- were apart of the scoops troop
- you did not want erica involved, but majority rules 🫤
- the boys came running to you after mike lied to el.
- “you need how much??? for a fucking bear?? you’re on your own.”
- you slipped a few dollars to will, but they didn’t need to know that.
- when robin and steve were caught by the russians, you freaked out
- was pissed when you found them drugged and beaten
- when everyone met back up at starcourt, you stayed there as steve, dustin, robin, and erica went to dustin’s cerebro
- was shocked when you heard all the people who were flayed and even more so when billy sacrificed himself
- after starcourt burned down, you comforted el and max.
- was sad that the byers + el were moving but understood
- visited them throughout the year
- argyle 🤝 you
pre-season 4 :
- the kids are in highschool now !
- you, robin, and nancy are in your senior year
- you were in the same social circle as steve was, just without the douchiness
- you were a social floater pretty much
- so now the boys are in hellfire club!
- so you came over and decided to be embarrassing
- “aww i knew you guys would find something!”
- just hugging them, messing with mike’s hair, and pinching their cheeks as they tell you to leave them alone
- you leave after telling eddie to take care of them
- now he’s curious though
“there’s no way you just got publically doted on by y/n y/l/n. how do you even know her??”
“she’s our babysitter!” - dustin
“ex-babysitter! she’s our friend.” mike corrected
“ehh she’s still pretty much our babysitter man.” lucas mumbled to mike.
- except one day they decided to be nosey
- because one night after hellfire you were there to pick them up.
- but as they got into the car, you got out and started talking to eddie
- they didn’t think anything of it until you two started getting flirty.
- i’m talking : you two animatedly conversating, eddie’s hands somehow sneaking around your waist, and you two whispering and giggling at each other.
- the icing on the cake was when you just casually kissed him goodbye like????
- so now they have to ask
- “eddie how exactly do you know, y/n?”
- “we’re classmates and friends.”
- “dustin’s my classmate but you don’t see me kissing him.. are you two dating?”
- “well we’re uh.. we sometimes- hmm.”
- now eddie has to ask
- cue him at your locker with you
- “hey i have a question..”
- “what’s up?”
- “when you go to parties.. what do you do??”
- he pussied out because he was going to originally ask “what are we, exactly?”
-“well.. i get there, usually with steve, talk to people i know, make out with you, drink with you, smoke with you, and that’s pretty much it until i have to leave.. why?” you explained.
- “okay, well..at the ones i don’t deal to, what do you do???”
- “okay… i go, again usually with steve, talk to people i know, drink a little, dance with some friends, then i leave! again, why?” you said, now suspicious
- oh! he didn’t expect that answer.
- “no reason…”
- “is it because of the kids asking if we were dating? because they asked me too and i didn’t know how to respond either..”
- you : 🌚 eddie : 🌝
- you’ve now found yourselves heatedly making out in your room??? was school even over girl ? imma need you to stand up 🫤
- “wait. soo does this mean we’re together??” - eddie panted as you tried to get his shirt off.
- “depends, do you plan on doing this with anyone else?”
- “never.”
- “then absolutely”
ocs for 𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖆 𝖛𝖎𝖗𝖌𝖎𝖓 -
my stranger things x jennifer’s body!au
nancy - cirice taylor
bonnie - scarlett
rochelle - alice
sarah - cora
Are you still planning on doing the Eddie munson/ Jennifer’s body fic?
yes! i’ve actually been working on it and am almost finished with the first chapter ! i was supposed to post it last night but i fell asleep 🫤 hopefully i can get it out today though!
𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖆 𝖛𝖎𝖗𝖌𝖎𝖓
stranger things x jennifer’s body!au
eddie munson x reader, cirice (oc x reader)
future warnings: cursing, sexual references, mentiom of a possible mommy kink 🫤, drugging, alcohol, blood and gore , murder (like in this chapter 😭), graphic depictions of murder, unnerving reader - future , manipulation , complete change in behavior for reader, nancy from the craft except here her name is cirice, reader wears glasses for the time being, the girls from the craft, let me know if i forgot any!
word count: 5.1k
chapter 2, chapter 3
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hawkins high school | november 18, 1985 | 12:07 p.m.
the loud chatter of the cafeteria fills your ears before you even walk in. as you and robin were chatting about god knows what, dustin spotted the two of you and waved.
you two waved back, before turning to each other and finishing your conversation with each other, getting ready to go to your respective tables. “alright rob, you’ll be in chem today, right?”
“yeah, thanks for letting me borrow your homework again, i’ll slip it into your bag when we get there.” she said, walking towards her table.
as you turned to do the same however, where you could previously see the hellfire table, you were now met with the sight of nancy’s wide eyes right in front of you as if she had just spawned there.
“oh! hey nancy. you scared me. again.” you slightly jumped back, mumbling that last part.
“hey! sorry, i know we talked about that, but i just wanted to ask you something real quick!” she smiled warmly, which meant she wanted you to do something
it’s not that nancy was ever anything but kind to you any other time, in fact you two were pretty good friends considering what you’d been through together the past few years. it’s just that whenever she was too nice, as if you were an aquaintance that she didn’t know too well, it usually meant that she wanted you to do something for her.
“if this is about newspaper club, i already told fred that i’m not covering the beekeeping club again after last month’s disaster-“ you started to ramble.
her eyebrows furrowed confusedly at the mention of bees. “no, no. you’re still on for taking pictures of the football team this month,- which, thank you for that by the way- it’s just that i actually had something else for you this week.” she said excitedly.
“oh. what is it?” you asked suspiciously
“there’s this up and coming band coming to hawkins this weekend? called the uh- “hex girls”- do you know them?- and they’re going to be at the hideout on friday, and i was wondering if you could go over and get some pictures of them performing ? maybe a short interview about them coming to hawkins?” she asked clasping her hands together.
“yeah i know of them, their music’s pretty good but,nance, i’m not even in the journalism club.” you raised your eyebrows.
you really weren’t though. you were in the photography club, and had been since freshman year. you and jonathan had been the club’s best photographers but once he left it was mostly you. occasionally someone from the club would be sent on little side tasks with a member of the journalism club to go take pictures while they conducted interviews. so the clubs were basically joint.
“and why would i have to do the interview? someone from journalism can’t come with me?” you asked confusedly. still trying to hide your shock at one of your favorite bands being in hawkins.
“i mean you’re pretty much an honorary member.” she tried, as you deadpanned at her. “okay, fine. everyone’s really busy with their articles and interviews for all the winter sports teams and the clubs, and nobody has time to really go check it out. and then i remembered, ‘hey, my dear and greatest friend, y/n, is a great photographer and she’s great with people and-‘“
“okay, i’ll go if you stop sucking up.” you cut her off. “what do i ask them though?” you asked, adjusting your glasses.
“great! you’re the best. just ask them what brought them to a town like hawkins, how’s it feel to be on the road to stardom, things like that okay.” she said, thanking you once again, and heading back to the club room.
“alrighty then! great chat nance.” you muttered to yourself, finally walking to the hellfire club table.
“hey guys.” you said, greeting them, as you took your seat next to gareth.
as they all greeted you, mike spoke up.
“what did nancy want?”
“oh, she just told me that i’m covering the interview and pictures for this band coming to hawkins this week. which by the way eddie, you’re coming with me.” you explained, before emphasizing eddie’s name, getting his attention from where he was throwing food back and forth with jeff.
“huh? what did i do?” he said, glaring at jeff as a pretzel smacked him in the face.
“you’re coming with me to the hex girls gig on friday!” you beamed.
“says who??” he raised his eyebrows.
“me. because i’m not going alone, you’re my best friend, and did i mention i’m not going alone?” you kept the wide smile on your face.
“try asking robin or steve?” dustin inquired.
“nah they have to work that night. and their music freaks her out. steve too, so-“ the conversation then divided between eddie, jeff, and gareth, talking about some comic that had just come out, and you , dustin , lucas , and mike talking about the multitude of things that freak robin out.
hawkins high school | friday november 22, 1985 | 2:05 p.m.
you placed the last of your books into your locker, grabbed eddie’s jacket, getting ready to go, before slamming it, and meeting his eyes as he previously stood behind the door.
“so, are you sure you’re excited for tonight?” you asked him, handing it to him, (because he doesn’t like going all the way to his own locker, so he leaves some of his stuff in yours.) as you two began walking to the doors and out towards the parking lot. because, you were able to get him to say yes, it took a lot of convincing, but in the end you usually got what you wanted from him, and vice versa.
“i guess, what’s the name again?”
“the hex girls”
“wait a second- isn’t that the group where you were practically creaming over the lead singer?” he asked smugly.
“yes! cirice is so hot it isn’t even funny.” you asked holding you print folders to your chest, gushing about her.
eddie had remembered you practically screaming in the sam goody at starcourt over the summer, when you saw their newest vinyl “the craft” sitting pretty on one of the shelves. the album was pretty good from what he remembered of it, so he wasn’t dreading going.
“well make sure you wear something cute, maybe she’ll even take you in as her own personal groupie.” he joked, nudging your shoulder. eddie was unsurprisingly, super supportive about your bisexuality, (which would be pretty hypocritical of him anyways, given the amount of men he’s made out with at the hideout) his first question being ‘would you fuck a girl version of me though? her name’d be edwina!’
“geez, i don’t know eddie, what if she doesn’t even speak to me! i mean i’m already nervous enough. what if they don’t let me take pictures? what if they turn me away? nancy’ll be pissed, and i promise you eddie, i’ve seen some scary shit but an angry nancy wheeler is not something i want to deal with!” you rambled as you both neared your car that was parked right next to his van, taking his words seriously.
“woah, okay. chill out y/n/n. i was just kidding, they won’t turn you away, they’ll let you do that interview, and then you and cirice will have an amazing night of passionate love-making after the show and everyone will live happily ever after!” he joked, eyes sparkling mischievously, as he pushed your glasses up your nose.
you deadpanned at him as you turned to put your things into your car as he continued talking.
“i mean, come on! what rockstar wouldn’t want to bang you? i certainly did, and i think it’s safe for me to say that it was the best sex i’d ever had!” he exclaimed obnoxiously, biting his lip, leaning on your car.
“you’re exaggerating, eddie. and it was the only sex you’d ever had. still is, weirdo!” you exclaimed, voice muffled as you dug around in your car, organizing your things.
“oh, come on! there was no exaggeration in the way i was like-“ he stopped, before looking around, deciding to put on a show.
“oh, fuck y/n! r-right there baby! yes! oh my gosh i’m gonna cum! fuck-yeah, like that! harder! more momm-” he was fake grinding and moaning onto the driver’s side of his van, making it shake exaggeratedly, before he burst into hysterics, when he heard the loud thump of your head, slamming into the roof of your car, before you came out with a stunned look on your face, quickly trying to shush him.
“eddie, what the hell! shut up, do you want someone to hear your ass!” you exclaimed, throwing a hand over his mouth.
“and you did not call me mommy!” you laughed, rolled your eyes.
“i almost did! and, details! whatever! you take your cute ass home and find something to wear, while i go home and continue working on next week’s campaign until it’s time for me to come get you.” he exclaimed, yelping as you slapped his ass, as he got into his van.
“yeah, whatever! see you later ed.” you called back, before he drove off.
hawkins, indiana | eddie’s van -> the hideout | 8:50 p.m.
eddie had picked you up about 15 minutes ago, you both now on your way to the hideout. eddie thought it’d be a good idea to “pregame” and listen to some music on the way there, to calm your nerves, but you were to indulged in going over the questions you would ask.
“so what brings you to a town like hawkins? how does it feel to be- no! ugh that sounds so stupid.” you muttered to yourself.
“alright we’ll be there in like 30 seconds, so can you stop worrying? you’re stressing me out and i don’t even plan on talking to them.” he chuckled. “hey, why don’t you tell me their names again, huh?”
“okay so there’s cirice, the lead singer. alice is the drummer, cora’s the lead guitarist, and scarlett is their pianist.” you explained listing them off.
“see how that worked? we’re here and you aren’t panicking anymore! now come on ms. reporter in training! it’s time to go meet the love of your life.” he joked, as you both got out of the van and towards the entrance.
once inside it was more packed in there than you two had ever seen it. it shocked you both honestly.
“i’ve never seen it so packed in here!” you exclaimed to him over the loud chatter
“i guess your girls are pretty popular! even in a hick town like hawkins!” he replied as you two passed the bar to find a table close enough to the stage.
you two were so immersed in conversation, that you didn’t even notice the three girls eyeing you as you passed.
“what about her?” alice asked.
“who? the one with the glasses? she’s cute.” scarlett cooed.
“scarlett it doesn’t matter if she’s fuckin’ cute it matters if she’s a- well you know.” cirice hissed at her.
“geez sorry! and she’s with that dude with the hair, anyways.”
“so?”
“so. they’re probably dating.” she said as they all looked back at the two of you.
you and eddie had finally found an empty booth, and sat across from each other. eddie was just minding his business, looking around until he heard you gasp loudly, and started kicking him under the table.
“wha- ow! what is it?!”
“i just made direct, eye contact with cirice!” you gasped, staring at him with wide eyes.
“really, where is she?”
“by the bar- but don’t make it obvious!” you hissed, looking at him.
“yeah, yeah. blue eyes, black hair right?” he asked remembering that poster from your room, when you nodded
he nonchalantly started to scan the area, until his eyes found a pair of blue ones coming right towards the pair of you.
“umm she’s actually-“
a new voice made you both freeze. “hi, i hope you don’t mind, but i noticed that camera around your neck! my name is cirice, are you here for the local newspaper?
shock. that’s what you felt right now. as well as eddie. you were brought out of it however by eddie now kicking you in the shin, looking at you pointedly.
“m-my name’s y/n! wait that’s not what you asked me was it..- i mean i’m not for the hawkins post, just my little highschool newspaper, and i was wondering if i could get some pictures of you guys performing? and to maybe get a small interview from you guys?” you rambled shooting out of the booth, to stand in front of cirice.
eddie watched in amusement, eyes bouncing back and forth between the two of you as you conversed. he finally tuned back in however when you froze when she took your hands in hers and started talking again.
“well we’re about to start now, but i’ll come talk to you after about that interview ‘kay? and you can take as many pictures as you want, sweetheart.” she said winking, squeezing your hands before walking towards the stage.
“oh my gosh, someone call an ambulance she’s going into cardiac arrest!” eddie joked standing in her place, as he waved his hands past your frozen face.
“she held my hands, she called me sweetheart! eddie what does that mean, tell me?!” grabbing his arm and shaking him back and forth frantically.
“i don’t- i don’t know y/n! jesus, what are ya’ shaking me around for?!” he said annoyed, pushing you off.
as the show started and went on, you were like sonic, going to different parts of the bar, getting individual shots of each of them doing their thing, group shots, and the crowds reaction. at some points going back to where eddie was sat, trying to get him to sing along to the songs, before getting back to work.
towards the end of their last song you snapped a few more pictures before going to sit back down next to eddie in the booth.
“you’re the worst, you know that?” he mumbled as you took his drink and downed half of it.
“hey, running around like that isn’t easy! i’ve gotta get the good angles, you know.” sighing as you slumped against him.
“whatever, that cora girl’s guitar is cool as fuck!” he exclaimed pointing at the lead guitarist playing the last few chords to end the song.
you two continued talking as people started to clear out of the building for the night, while some others sat around trying to get one last drink from the bar, you and eddie now sitting at it as well.
“your girl is making her way back to us..” he sing-songed trying not to make it obvious.
“do i look okay?”
“you look the exact same way that you did, the first time she came around.” he chuckled, taking a long sip of his drink.
“have i ever told you that you’re no help?” you said blankly, pulling out your compact mirror.
“only about 9 or 10 times a week. sometimes a day if i’m lucky.” he said fixing your glasses which he always did, usually following behind it with a - ‘why are your glasses alway crooked, girl?’ or ‘are your glasses ever straight?’
“5 o’clock” he whispered to you, making you both turn around to greet her again. but with slight surprise on your faces when you saw the other three members of the hex girls standing there as well.
“hi! again! did you change your mind? about the interview i mean. because it’s really okay if you did, i wouldn’t want to waste your guys’ time.” you started to get into a ramble, making eddie sigh and put his hands in his face at your over-thinking.
“n-no, i actually do want to do it still! it’s just that i wanted to ask you something first?” she stammered out quickly making the girls behind her snicker to themselves at her.
however a pointed glare at them made them and eddie all turn to each other with wide eyes and start a conversation, giving you two privacy.
“well i was actually telling them about the interview, and they all agreed. but we’re having a cute little after party and wanted to invite you! so i was actually wondering if it’d be okay if we did it there?“ she rambled on, which threw you for a loop honestly. she seemed so confident earlier when you had spoke.
“y-yeah! that’d be great! eddie and i have never been to an after-party before! it sounds like a lot of fun!” you exclaimed, looking over to eddie who was talking animatedly with cora, maybe about her guitar, you figured.
in your few seconds of looking away from her though, you completely missed the way her smile dropped, and the almost.. angry? look on her face.
“e-eddie? he can’t come!” she snapped suddenly! making your head quickly snap back over to her, at her sudden change in tone. however her facial expression didn’t match what she’d said at all.
“i’m sorry?” you said confusedly, wondering if you had imagined it.
“oh i mean, it’s just that our after parties are usually just a girls only type of thing… if you know what i mean.” she said slowly.
“oh!” oh. there’s no way she meant what you’d thought she meant, right? no. right?
“why? is he your boyfriend or something?” cirice asked blankly, looking over at him briefly.
“oh no, no. eddie’s my bestfriend! i had to practically beg him to come tonight, actually!” you chuckled, making her smile again.
“so you’ll come?” she said sweetly.
“let me just go talk to him real quick? i just want to make sure he’s alright with it.” you said starting to back towards him.
“of course, we’ll be in the parking lot.” she said with a warm smile, though it seemed a little strained.
as you neared eddie and cora, who seemed to have long finished their conversation, and were just standing around at this point, eddie’s eyes lit up at the sight of you before saying something to her and she walked away.
“hey, cirice just-“
“invited you to a super exclusive, girls only after-party right? yeah i know.” he smirked.
“are you sure? i can ask again if you can come.” in all honesty you had felt a little nervous to be around them alone, and another feeling lingered but you couldn’t pinpoint what it was.
“y/n/n, y/n/n..” he tsked in disappointment. “this is a once in a lifetime opportunity.” he started, throwing his arm around you, guiding you to the parking lot.
“you’re like, practically in love with this girl, and you may never forgive yourself if you don’t go. so here’s what we do.” he brought you towards his van, shrugging off his leather jacket and throwing it to you.
“now give me yours.” he demanded, leaning against it.
“why..?” you asked, shrugging your own jacket off nonetheless, and handing it to him.
“so then you’ll feel like i’m there with you, i guess! make you less nervous or something.” he looked at you before sighing.
“great! now!” he exclaimed dramatically, clearing his throat before leaning in close and saying- “ask me the question!”
“…how do i look?” you mumbled, staring at him with your eyebrows raised.
“absolutely amazing. as always.” he said seriously, with his hands on your shoulders. “anybody would be lucky to get any type of chance with you.”
“aw, you’re being such a sap, eddie!” you joked. “but thank you.”
“yeah, yeah. whatever! now get out of here, cirice looks like she’s about 10 seconds away from stabbing me in the heart with one of those dagger earrings.” he shuddered, turning you around and pushing you towards the girls.
“have fun! just call me when you’re ready to go home, alright?” he yelled from his van, beeping twice before peeling out of the parking lot.
he watched from his side-view mirror as your body got smaller, you still waving at him, the further the distance put between you two, a weird feeling in his stomach, but quickly brushing it off as he turned his music up, and started obnoxiously singing along to the metallica song playing.
hawkins, indiana | the hex girl’s van | 10:38 p.m.
you sat in the back of the van with cora and scarlett conversing with them as alice drove to wherever the after party was, with cirice in the passenger seat barking directions at her.
“you guys are really into the whole occult thing huh?” you chuckled, picking up a book with the word “witches” written in bold letters and red font with a just as red hexagram underneath it on the cover.
“mhm, i guess you can say that.” cora agreed, making scarlett laugh in agreement.
“so…” scarlett started, her and cora trying to throw popcorn into each other’s mouths, and finally succeeding before alice made a sharp turn, causing cora to cough hysterically.
“you and that guy. he your boyfriend?” she asked with a chuckle, as you roughly clapped cora on the back, trying to help her.
“oh, eddie! nope! he’s my best friend!” you beamed, patting cora’s back softly now as she thanked you meekly before harshly kicking the back of alice’s seat.
“must you drive like a psycho?! i could’a died just now!”
“well, tell cirice to quit yellin’ at me! she’s putting a lot of pressure on me right now, okay! it’s dark-“
as the two of them continued to yell back and forth, with cirice now yelling over the both of them to shut up, but to no avail.
scarlett recorded them with the video camera you’d brought along, as you both laughed at their antics. she suddenly turned it onto you, getting real close to your face before mimicking a nescaster voice saying-
“now. the question of the night is…..ahem, drumroll please if you will?” she stopped midway to ask you. you quietly ‘ohing’ before patting your hands on your thighs rhythmically, as she got back to it.
“ah, yes! as i was saying, the question of the night is….“ she started back in the newscaster voice before, asking in her normal voice, “are you a virgin?”
you laughed loudly expecting that to have been a joke, before realizing, that you were the only one laughing, in fact, you were the only one making any type of noise, because once you stopped, you could practically hear a pin drop in the small van. the only sounds being the sounds of their instrument cases moving back and forth with every slight bump. it felt as though they had all been waiting for an answer.
“oh.. you’re serious! uhhh. well…yeah, i am, actually.”
now you weren’t one of those girls, who lied about losing your virginity to impress people or anything, or in this case, lie about having not lost it yet. but hear me out! even some of your closest friends still thought you were a virgin! save for robin (and of course eddie), and even still robin didn’t even know who you’d lost it too! besides it wasn’t anyones business anyways, so you telling that tiny little fib was harmless. right?
“ha! i fucking knew it scar! you better pay up!” alice squealed from the drivers seat.
“really? huh, i guess i’ll take that one!” scarlett laughed, ignoring alice.
“you guys are bitches you know that?” cora groaned, shaking her head, while you looked on in confusion.
“oh no, no no! we aren’t making fun of you or anything y/n! i swear! it’s just that, scarlett here swore up and down that you were one of those undercover freaks or something, that’s done every sexual thing under the sun.” alice rolled her eyes.
“yeah! i was just like you once, so i just kinda figured is all.” scarlett said bashfully.
“and like i said earlier, ‘just because you’re a “shy slut”, doesn’t mean every other shy person is!” she teased her.
as the two start insulting each other back and forth, you giggled, before noticing cirice, who was oddly quiet during that conversation, sharply whisper something to cora making her jerk back, before cowering and sitting next to you.
“sorry about them. they’re weirdos.” she meekly said, before offering you a can of beer, that you accepted.
“oh you’re good! i figured it was just girl talk, you know? i mean i am kinda curious about that slut story, but! i mind my business!” you both laughed, her watching you closely as you took a long chug from the can, a slightly pitying expression on her face.
“gosh, it feels like we’ve been driving forever! are we almost there yet?” you asked, feeling antsy from having been sat down in the vehicle for so long.
“yeah, we’re almost there. if alice could follow instructions, we could’ve probably been there!” cirice spoke up after god knows how long.
“hmm”
after a few about 30 seconds, you leaned your head against the side of the van, groaning.
“you alright, back there?“ alice asked.
“y-yeah… actually no, could you pull over for a sec, i think i’m about to hurl..” you groaned holding your head in your hands.
“don’t worry we’re almost there.” cora guided your head to her lap gently.
“yeah, just close your eyes….it’ll all be okay soon sweetheart.” you thought you’d imagined scarlett saying that last part, being with how far away she sounded, but before you could ask her to repeat herself, everything went black.
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finally blinking your eyes open, it was still dark, so you figured it was night time. you could tell eddie’s jacket wasn’t on you anymore, being that the once chilly november air was freezing now. you tried to sit up so you could look around, but not only were your eyes still completely blurred, but you couldn’t sit up at all either. you hesrd voices around you talking however, so you at least knew you weren’t alone.
“hello? what’s going on? where the hell am i?”
“oh! you’re awake, thank goodness!” scarlett exclaimed, bounding over to you, and standing over you to rxamine your face.
“sc-scarlett what’s going on, why can’t i move?” you said becoming more coherent, jerking around, once you realized that you were, restrained to what felt like a smooth rock.
“well, we’re about to-“ she was cut off by cirice’s sharp yell.
“shut up, scarlett! jesus! quit talking to the damn sacrifice and come help alice with this shit!” she demanded
“you’re no fun, ‘rice! duty calls y/n, see ya!”
“wait! sacrifice?! this is a joke right? right?! what the hell is this?! let me go! 
“shhh, shhh it’s okay honey, seriously. you have no clue how grateful for you we are, for volunteering to do this for us. it might actually work this time, so just don’t think about it too much, ‘kay?” she said calmly, all while standing behind you, trying to calm you down.
“i didn’t volunteer for shit, i need you to let me go, cirice please!” you tried to say calmly until you saw the sharp butterfly knife shining in the moonlight in her hands.
“noo, no, no, no. you want. me to let you go! and even then that’s not really what you want, or else you wouldn’t be here… right?” she said, leaning down closer over your face, her inverted cross necklace dangling over your forehead. looking at you upside down, as she gently glided the knife over your cheek.
you started to sob, realizing that she wasn’t really listening to you. “don’t do this! please! i won’t say anything if you let me go! i mean who would even believe me if i d-did! i’m just a girl, from some small town anyw-ways, please!”
cirice just patted your face and walked away to get her book, reading over it to make sure she memorized the spell to the t.
“alright! come on ladies let’s start this, already!” alice said walking over, putting the hood of the long black cloaks they were wearing on her head.
“yeah, i really feel like it might work this time.” scarlett, beamed standing over you as well. “cora, cheer up a little would you?”
“i just don’t understand why we have to do this! it hasn’t worked any of the other times, and we’ve been killing virgins for no reason for months now!” she said, over your loud sobs and pleads.
“are you trying to say that the practice is fake?” cirice snapped at her.
“no! but maybe we’re doing it wrong! i just feel-
“i’m not a virgin! wait! please! i-i-i-i’m not! i swear!” you attenpted to yell out, choking on your sobs.
thankfully they all heard you though. you didn’t get the reaction you were expecting though, which was for all of them to start laughing (except for cora) as if you’d told a funny joke.
“come onn. you expect us to believe that? you just said in the van that you were.” alice laughed.
“i was lying! please! i won’t tell a soul about this! just-“
“someone cover her mouth at least?” cora said, relenting, putting on her hood as well. knowing that they definitely weren’t going to back out now.
“no! no stop-“ your pleas were cut off by some cloth being stuffed into your mouth, muffling your screams.
“alright what’s the chant for this one again?” alice asked.
“you seriously forgot?!” scarlett rolled her eyes.
“it’s been months! was i supposed to remember?” she argued back.
“shut up! here it is. and pay attention because it’s not like our other ones.”
“we come here tonight, to sacrifice the body of y/n from hawkins, indiana.”
your muffled screams and writhing were drowned out by the sounds of the other three’s chanting about some shit you couldn’t be bothered to worry about once you saw cirice’s knife filled hands raised over your chest.
“with the deepest malice, we deliver this virgin unto thee!” she exclaimed, thrusting the knife down into your heart, before yanking it out and back in repeatedly over other parts of your body, as the girls did the same. your agonizing screams through the cloth in your mouth drowned out into the night sky, along with the girls’ screeching laughter at your agony.
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“hey, don’t feel too bad, cora!” scarlett tried to sooth the sobbing girl in the back of the van.
her attempt at calm words were nothing but white noise to the girl however, as she sat next to your covered body, trying to keep it from moving too much as the van went over branches, leaves, and logs as alice tried to drive it out of the forest.
“shut up! shut up, scarlett! she didn’t deserve that, none of them did!” cora cried, even harder than before.
“it didn’t even work! we’re just murderers.” she cried, hugging your limp body to hers.
“hey! what did i tell you about that word!” cirice snapped at her. “we. aren’t. murderers! okay? this is for a good cause, and you know it! and would you quit hugging that damn thing, it’s not gonna hug back!” she screamed.
“she! and her name was y/n! and now she’s dead for no reason!” cora continued to cry.
“cirice is right it was for a good cause. and i mean, hey, we’ll even let you give her a nice little funeral this time, with the grave and everything we won’t even rush you either! in fact, alice pull over!” scarlett said enthusiastically.
“pull over where? we’re in the middle of nowhere.” she mumbled, still disappointed that the sacrifice didn’t work.
“just stop here! anything to quit cora’s whining.” cirice mumbled
the van halted, still smack dab in the middle of the woods, as scarlett and cora climbed out, each holding and end of your dead-weighted, body.
“we’ll be right back! alice, grab the shovels will ya?” scarlett said from a distance. alice got out and pulled the shovels from underneath her seat.
“we’ll try not to take long.” alice grimaced, practically feeling the irritation coming off of their leader in waves.
“whatever. just speed it up will you!” she mumbled, closing her eyes, before the driver’s side door closed.
it had been a good while since the girls had left to go bury you. however, cirice didn’t know that being that she’d fallen asleep 5 minutes after they’d left. so imagine her surprise when she opened her eyes and realized that she was still alone in the van.
“are they serious? i swear i’m gonna kill ‘em.” she practically growled to herself as she yanked the door open and started towards the direction she’d seen them walking in.
“how long does it take to bury a fucking body!? huh?!” she yelled out once she saw the lights from their flashlights in the distance.
“hello?! can we get a move on, please?!” i don’t wanna be in this damn town anymore!” she said once she finally got to them.
now joining the sounds of the november winds blowing the leaves of hawkins’ tall trees, critters, and animals that night was the screams of bloody murder coming from cirice’s mouth as she couldn’t do anything else but that and stare at the mutilated bodies and remains of what she called her dearest friends.
hawkins, indiana | the munson trailer | 3:32 a.m.
eddie had long since called your mother, to let her know of the change in plans that had occured, of how after the performance, instead of doing the interview you had told her about, at the hideout, and then staying over at eddie’s, you’d been invited to a small little after party to do it instead. she didn’t mind, being that he told her you’d call him to pick you up afterwards.
that had been right after eddie had gotten home at about 11. he’d long since worked on his next campaign, played his guitar, and even watched reruns of jem and the holograms! (not that he’d ever admit that he watched it outside of the times you forced him to.)
so imagine eddie’s surprise when he woke up and realized that you’d never called him to come get you. he looked over at the time, and groaned, realizing that you’d never called him.
“what the hell..” he mumbled, still staring over at the time.
‘maybe she got laid and just stayed the night with them.’ he thought to himself, trying to think of all the reasons.
he turned over, realizing that he couldn’t even call you because he didn’t know where the party was!
“oh my- shit!” he jumped up, being startled by your silhouette standing in front of his closet.
“y/n?? how did you get here? was the party close? why didn’t you call i could’ve picked you up anyways..” he sleepily stammered out all of his questions.
you didn’t answer him though, you only stood there, quietly.
it was dark, and he couldn’t see your face at all, but you’d slept over enough times to realize that it was you.
“okay… so.. how was it? the party.”
“…fine.” you said blankly.
“well then, you must’ve had a fun night.” he said, attempting to rub the sleep out of his eyes, being that he still couldn’t see you.
“it was…eventful.” you murmered in the same tone, before you started giggling hysterically, as if you’d been holding it in, and just couldn’t anymore. he’d never heard you laugh like that before.
“well.. we can talk about it tomorrow i’m sure you’re tired, c’mere.” he awkwardly patted the side of his bed that you usually slept on.
“i brought your jacket back.” you said, again in a blank monotonous tone. “i’m actually gonna head home.”
“i’m gonna…head home though? my mom dropped me off actually.” you’d said, walking towards his door.
“wait what? are you okay? did something happen tonight?”
“don’t worry about it, i’ll see you tomorrow, eddie.”
“okay, hold on, you’re acting weird.” he’d said, turning on his bedside lamp so he could finally see you better, but when he looked back to where you’d been standing, there was no trace of you.
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a/n: the way this took me 16 days to write is insane 😭
i hate it here 🫤
tag list: @harrys-tittie @snoopysavv @munsonlvrr @sarcasmismyonlydefense24 @monztrous @spiderxmonkey @baconlillies @spicynoddels @tsumamibaddie @miiikkeey @nopetoohighforthat
getting back into my eddie x platonic! experiment! reader series and i really badly want steddie to happen in it 😭 i put the tiniest (like literally smallest) bit of it in one of the chapters and haven’t done anything for them since.
so should i???? 🤔
and if you can’t tell by now i’ll write a chapter for one thing and then bounce around to three other stories 😽 IM SORRY
sneak peak for one of the future chapters of - 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐲?
stranger things x wandavision!au
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hawkins, indiana | y/l/n residence |
“i’m so screwed. i’m so screwed. i’m so screwed! robin, i can’t do this!” you paced around in your kitchen.
“sorry i’m just a little confused still. that’s not eddie?” she said, her and steve not looking away from the men in your living room through the pass-through.
“nope! and i can’t get away from him long enough to see where they’re actually from!” you sighed, pointing at the pristine-looking one with bright clothes and short hair, sitting on your couch, waving at you frantically, with a wide smile.
to give context, you awoke this morning, with eddie, at least you thought it was eddie, standing over you in old timey clothing (way older than the 60’s) and he started babbling off in a british accent.
now at first you thought he was just pranking you, i mean after all he was creepily good at an english accent for some reason. but the second you noticed his hair underneath his white boater hat, you realized it couldn’t be, because your eddie would never cut his hair that short again. he told you that countless times.
then when you went downstairs (with him- who was referring to himself as ralph- very close behind you) you saw another man identical to eddie, sitting on your couch patiently. the only thing different about him was his hair was a little longer than ralph’s, he had on a dark red overcoat over his clothes, and he didn’t seem as chipper as ralph did, actually he didn’t seem chipper at all, very flustered and melancholy really. he referred to himself as arthur.
“so, the multiverse is real? hell yeah! let me go talk to them!” dustin tried to go out to your living room, but was stopped by steve.
“maybe, not make this worse henderson? honestly!” he mumbled, pushing him back into his seat at your kitchen table, where you also sat with your head down.
“y/n! y/n!” you heard eddie’s frantic american (or maybe one of the others- who knows at this point) accent calling you from the living room, only a few minutes after robin had closed the blinds.
“well now you’re really screwed!” you threw your head in your hands at steve’s words.
he bursted through your kitchen doors, and looked around, either trying to make sure that there weren’t more of him in the kitchen or what, you didn’t know anymore. you honestly didn’t know anything at this point.
“i would ask why there’s three other me’s sitting in your living room, but judging by your faces, you guys don’t know either?” he asked leaning against your counter, with robin trying to catch his breath.
“yeah, we- did you just say three?!” robin exclaimed, as you jumped up with her to peek through the blinds again, to see- yet another eddie, sitting in your living room. he as well as the other two, had shorter hair than eddie, but with darker clothes than the other two.
“goddamnit!” you yelled out, dropping yourself back into your chair at the table, not before grabbing a piece of paper and a pen, though
“yeahhh, we came in at the same time, he said his name was uhhh leonard…or was it howard? i honestly don’t know. and he’s british! crazy, right?” he said.
“not really they all are.” dustin said, trying to see what you were writing.
“they’re all named leonard-howard? small world….” steve said, intrigued.
“no! steve, god! they’re all british!” dustin, sighed into his hands.
“uhh, y/n, is now really the time to be writing a novel?” robin asked over the two’s bickering.
“i’m going to do what i should’ve been done! and see where they’re from once and for all, what brought them here, and try to fix this before it gets worse.” you said determinedly, your eyes turning a glowing, bright red, as you stared blankly in front of you. “starting with ralph.”
they all gathered over you, and watched closely as your hand started to write on it’s own as you mumbled out small details,
“okay…a birthday….twin named…victoria, yeesh! someone named lauren…ooh harsh again….uhhh…cocaine?! whatever…ooh triple harsh! what a rejection! does this man get a break? oh, shit! he’s going to war!
“what?” the three older, all said simultaneously, not understanding the connection between any of the things you had just said.
“she’s looking into their universes, seeing how their lives are and trying to get an answer as to what could’ve possibly brought them here.” dustin, answered the unspoken questions they had.
“ohhhhh.”
“okay, i’m not seeing anything else for him so let’s move on to arthur.” you said out loud moving to the next name.
“okay uhhh..19th century london…..shit an affair baby? damn. compeyson? the fuck kind of name is that?” you cut yourself off with a sharp gasp that made everyone ask you what was wrong.
“that son of a bitch! for shame compeyson! for shame!” you whisper-yelled, still being concious enough to know that any one of the others could possibly hear you from the other room, if you were loud enough.
“umm okay- now leonard-howard? eddie his name is just leonard, where did you even get howard?” you asked, still watching the scenes in front of you.
“hey don’t blame me.” he put his hands up defensively, even though you couldn’t hear him.
“ooooh a scandal! accidental pregnancy….really? a bookcase is what got the job done? that’s sad…” you said, the glowing red, leaving your eyes and going back fo your normal color.
“okay so pretty much the only pattern we have here, is that all of their stories end in some kind of tragedy. soo maybe you brought them here subconsciously to try to save them?”
“so it was a try to save eddie type of thing, then? that makes sense, you care about him so much you wanted to help him every universe, i guess.”
“wait a second…i forgot to tell you something..” eddie trailed off.
“while that may be the case… i met another steve too…” he said meekly.
“what?!” you all exclaimed, taking turns to frantically asking him questions.
“why didn’t you say anything!?” being the premise of what you all were trying to say.
“i just thought harrington was on one today, alright?! his hair was all flattened, really lacking it’s usual volume, he kept following me around askin me to fuckin’ follow him or something! he kept yelling out this one thing as i was walking up your driveway, though….” he trailed off trying to remember.
“he was in front of the house?!“ steve and dustin, looked at each other comically before running out of your kitchen and through the living room, the only indicator that they left was the tell-tale slam of your front door.
“okay, eddie? eddie, what did he look like, o-other than the hair.” robin asked him, picking up your pen and going to write down more information about this “new steve” as you just walked into your living room quietly, with a snap of your fingers, you were changed out of your pajamas- seemingly done with life, if we’re being honest- ralph immediately getting up and following behind you as you left the house as well.
“he uh, he had on a blue sweatshirt, anddd oh! i remember what he said now!” he snapped his fingers going over to the paper with robin.
“he said to follow him to some place called uhhh..”
“kurts world…96? 96! yeah! i didn’t know what the hell that meant though…”
“well! stranger things have happened i guess!” robin said, faux enthusiastically. a loud crowd of laughter, applause, and whistles was heard throughout the room, making robin and eddie jump to look around confused as to where it was coming from.
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a/n : i’m so excited to write this chapter in its capacity because it’s gonna be so damn chaotic 😭😭😭
i got the premise of the idea of a multiple eddies type of thing, from @orpheusredux ‘s amazing work “the eddies” which eveybody should read because it was fucking amazing 😭
psa : also, arthur isn’t going to be at all romantically involved with the reader in that chapter when it finally does come out, i promise. really none of them are except for ralph 🗿and that’s like barely. i just wanted to get all of the cast’s other tragic ending characters (and just chracters in general) included in the story 😭.
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𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖆 𝖛𝖎𝖗𝖌𝖎𝖓
part 1, part 2 - “viewer discretion advised”
^ the chapter name not actually 😭^
stranger things x jennifers body!au
synopsis: you and eddie go to a small concert being held at the hideout, the main act is being put on by a gothic girl group, who afterword invite you to some kind of after party. you insist that eddie come with you, but the girls refuse. eddie insists that you go ahead and to call him so he’ll pick you up after.
future warnings : mentions of a massacre, cursing, , alcohol, blood and gore , murder, graphic depictions of murder, unnerving reader - future , manipulation , complete change in behavior for reader, nancy from the craft except here her name is cirice, reader wears glasses for the time being, let me know if i forgot any!
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hawkins, indiana | munson trailer | november 23, 1985 |7:04 a.m.
“eddie! eddie, wake up! mr. y/l/n is on the phone.” he heard his uncle yell from outside of his room. “it’s urgent! hurry up!”
“god, okay!” he yelled back getting out of his bed. “can’t even, open my eyes anymore, damn.” he muttered to himself opening the door, meeting his uncle, standing there with the phone extended from the hallway to the entrance of his room.
“i’m headed to bed now, boy. see ya later. i left the t.v on for ya.” he patted his nephew’s back and walked into his room shutting the door.
“hello? hi, mr. y/l/n what’s up?” he asked the man on the other line.
“oh it’s nothing urgent at all. son, i just wanted to speak to y/n, you know ask her how last night went, is she up yet? i know it’s kinda early.”
“umm..what?” he asked, except your father didn’t hear him, being that your mother’s screaming at the top of her lungs now caught his attention.
“jesus- what? sorry, eddie, uh hold on a sec, kid. my wife’s screamin about something.” your father walked away from the phone before he could respond anyways, leaving him time to think.
hadn’t you gone home? you said that your mother was taking you, right? he turned, to face his room, and lo and behold, his leather jacket that he leant you for the night was, indeed, on his chair, atop his pile of clean clothes he never got to putting away. so you had to have been there.
“so that wasn’t a dream? the hell’s he talking about then.”
however, before he was able to think any further, your mother was now at the phone, frantically telling eddie to turn on the channel 10 news.
he dropped the phone, at once rushing over to the t.v. and changing the channel, he was met with a neon green screen with black writing on it, and a prerecorded audio message following the words on the screen.
“the following footage and images are gruesome and disturbing. viewer discretion please be advised.”
before a long monotone beeping noise played for about 5 seconds before the news anchor was shown to be in the woods, the scene behind him unclear to viewers
“citizens of hawkins, today is a grave day for our precious little town, as most of you may know, up-and-coming- hollywood rock group, known as “the hex girls” have made their way to our little town just two days ago, with their performance at one of our local bars the hideout, being just last night.” he paused.
“reports from last night, came in about an hour after their performance, from multiple cabins in this here wooded area. reports of screaming, and what sounded like other-worldly, “hellish” noises, reported to have came from these woods.”
“as stated in the previous message, the scene behind me is both….gruesome. and disturbing.” the news anchor choked out.
“come onnn, get to the point! what the hell happened..” eddie muttered to himself, sitting anxiously on the couch, biting his already barren nails, and tapping his foot at maximum speed- you always told him that he looked like an impatient rabbit when he did that.
“behind us you’ll see-“ the man’s words fell on deaf ears as eddie watched the scene presented to him on the television screen. he called out for his uncle, repeatedly, voice cracking each time. he physically wasn’t able to get the words out as to why he so urgently needed him.
wayne annoyedly stomped out his room, beginning to go into a rant of the hours he works and how he doesn’t ask for anything else but silence occasionally, until he saw the object of his nephew’s yells.
“oh my good lord.”
on the t.v. showed a real fucked up scene, he would’ve thought it was from some second-rate horror movie eddie was constantly playing if not seeing one of hawkins own, explaining what was going on.
splatter of blood against trees and on the ground, three whitr cover-ups over what everyone watching would have to assume was-the people murdered at the scene. what looked to be parts of the inside of the human body that eddie had only scene in gory horror movies that he watched with the hellfire club and read about in health class, freshman year scattered across the floor or hanging off of low branches of the trees. the most fucked up part of the scene, was the bird landing on one of those branches pecking at it.
“the people on record to have been at this scene before the massacre, late last night are- cirice taylor, scarlett larynn, alice winslow, cora monaghan, and hawkins resident and hawkins high student, y/n y/l/n, who was seen leaving the hiedout with the rock group a little past 10 p.m. after their performance.
the pictures of everybody the man named, came onto the screen as he said them, however eddie couldn’t take his eyes off of the picture they had used for you, it being your school picture from last year, being that picture day for the current yesr was just around the corner.
he couldn’t stop eyeing it, remembering the day as clearly as if it had been just a few hours ago. your glasses, for once sitting perfectly on your face, your gorgeous, nerdy, mega-watt smile that was way too happy for a simple school photo, staring back at him, eyes crinkling at the corners.
tears ran down his face in not only despair, but the confusion of the fact that he knows that he saw you that morning, he had to or else how did his jacket make its way back home.
“the mangled bodies have been identified as-“
“oh my god, please no.” eddie whimpered.
“scarlett larynn. alice winslow, and…. cora monaghan.”
“both y/n y/l/n, and cirice taylor are still missing. if any of you spot them please be advised. they may be in a state of shock, confusion, and fear, albeit not in their correct state of mind at whatever horrors they may have witnessed last night. please proceed with caution, being that the animal that did this is more than likely still in the area. if you spot any of the three call this number at-“
“eddie where are you going, son?”
“i’m going to go find her! she’s not dead, uncle wayne!” he said grabbing his keys and rushing out the door, not having time to stand around and talk.
“eds it’s dangerous-“
“i don’t care! did you see what happened to those other three,” “eddie..” “i literally had a full blown conversation with them just last night and now look at them i-“ his almost hysterical ramble was cut off.
“eddie. eddie! i saw them…okay! i saw them, and that’s how i know..whatever it is that got to those girls it…it just wasn’t human.” he said gripping his shoulders. “i know you love that girl, i love her too. which is why i’m coming with you. prepared. you were just about ready to run into those damn woods as if hunters aren’t gearin’ up right now getting ready to shoot whatever devil spawn killed those girls down. you can barely see right now, and you’re about to run into a hellzone, so breathe, and let’s go, okay?” wayne shook him, looking into his eyes as eddie nodded rapidly, wiping his eyes of the unshed tears that were begging to escape, yet he was refusing to let go.
“words, boy.” wayne said sternly, making eddie stutter out a yes sir.
“alright, now let’s go find your girl.”
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a/n: this is a shorter one, next chapter should be in y/n’s pov, then maybe? cirice’s? idk yet really 😭
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𝖑𝖎𝖐𝖊 𝖆 𝖛𝖎𝖗𝖌𝖎𝖓
“stupid fucking hollywood satanist bitch!”
stranger things x jennifer’s body!au
part 1, part 2, part 3 - “stupid fucking hollywood satanist bitch!”
future warnings: cursing, blood, mentions of murder, unnerving reader - future , manipulation - future , complete change in behavior for reader (not yet), nancy from the craft except here her name is cirice, reader wears glasses for the time being, the girls from the craft, let me know if i forgot any!
a/n: this chapter’s gonna be long, since it switches between the reactions of the rest of her friends seeing her on the news, her pov, and so forth.
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hawkins, indiana | 9:49 a.m | saturday, november 23, 1985
your pov:
you walked, and walked, and ran a little, then walked some more before you finally broke into tears. you were covered in blood from head to toe- (your hair especially ruined, which you were a little more peeved about than the blood if we’re being honest)-both over and under your clothes-there were a million rips and holes in your shirt from the fucking knife cirice used to-
“fuck! cirice! oh that goddamn cirice. stupid fucking hollywood satanist bitch! ooh i’m gonna kill her ass!” you seethed, suddenly angry, before going back to despair.
“where the hell am i even going anyways.” you sobbed, dropping yourself down in front of one of the tall trees in the forest. not even wanting to acknowledge the fact that it started pouring.
now see, you weren’t oblivious to what happened last night, in fact you even remembered a few things that you’re pretty sure you weren’t even alive for.
you had killed alice, scarlett, and cora, well eaten them really.
“oh. my. gosh. am i a cannibal!?” you cried even harder at the thought before abruptly stopping. “well is it technically cannibalism if i’m not human anymore? i mean there’s no way that i can be human…oh whatever, at least i’m still alive.” you sniffed.
“why is it, i can remember all the shit that happened, except for where the hell eddie’s jacket went! ‘m practically freezing my tits off out here.” you mumbled to yourself, before falling asleep.
hawkins, indiana | buckley household | 6:58 a.m
robin wasn’t a morning person by any means necessary, but for some reason, on the weekends, she found it much easier to be awake in the earlier hours than she did during the rest of the week. and her and steve didn’t even have to work this weekend! what luck!
so there she sat on her couch, getting ready to indulge herself in a marathon of pink panther before she’d head over to your house to hang out and hear about that scary band’s performance. halfway through her humming the theme song, the program was cut off by the news.
“ohh, come on! you ruined the flow news-man.” she grumbled trying to change it before realizing that every channel was the same thing. she got up to get some more cereal, not really paying it any mind - being that she thought the news was depressing of course - until she heard your name.
the scene in front of her left her jaw unhinged, she didn’t know what to say, at all. she had always seen documentaries of people saying “i had just seen her the day before and she was perfectly fine, everything was normal.” but she had never imagined that she’d even have to imagine herself in the same situation- and she dealt with russians for goodness sake!-
before she could run to her room to get dressed- because the news said that your were missing, and not that you were dead, so of course robin was going to look for you- her doorbell rang incessantly. she ran over to it hoping it was you but instead finding steve, still in his pajamas, with the most freaked out look on his face, she had ever seen.
“oh my god robin she’s missing! she’s missing and those girls are dead, and she was with them and she’s missing!”
“well then come on steve!” she stopped him, dragging her out of her house and to his car, pajamas be damned, they were going to find their best friend.
hawkins, indiana | wheeler household | 7:15 a.m.
mike was sleeping so well. one could even say amazingly. so to have that sleep ruined by a cacaphony of noises he couldn’t put together in his hazy state, pissed him off, a lot.
between hearing nancy sobbing in her room, and a clatter of things falling around, the phone ringing off the hook, his walkie having a bunch of voices yelling over each other, his mother speaking on the phone in a teary-eyed ramble, and his father running about looking for hunting gear, mike really did think he was still sleeping.
“okay, what the hell is going on?” he began, going into nancy’s room, he stopped short when he saw her checking one of her guns before bursting passed him, and running down the stairs, apparently not even seeing him.
“what?!” he hadn’t been this confused since, well he didn’t know when but he was extremely confused.
walking back into his room, he found his walkie still going back and forth between the voices of his friends going back and forth making him grumble and decided to pick it up.
“okay, what the hell is going on!? why is everyone acting so insane?!”
“y/n’s missing!” they all said simultaneously before it just went quiet. like literally everyone stopped talking.
“huh?!” before he could say anything else, the phone started ringing again, this time he picked it up.
“hello?” he sighed.
“mike! the news said y/n’s missing!” will’s voice said through the phone. “have you guys found her yet?!” el’s voice chimed in.
“guys, i just found out and- wait, how did you guys know?” he asked incredulously, truly believing that if he closed his eyes tight enough he would wake up.
“it’s on national news! three of the girls from that band that went to hawkins were murdered last night, and y/n was with them! only her and the lead singer were reported still alive, but missing!”
“oh, god. okay, we’re looking for her, we’ll call you when we find her!” he hung up, getting dressed, before running downstairs.
he was pedaling his bike out of his garage, before he was met with the faces of his friends waiting for him at the end of the driveway.
“do you think it’s another demogorgon?” lucas asked, as they all began to bike to where max saw on the news it had happened.
“judging by the way it looked, it must’ve been a real hungry demogorgon. there was barely anything left of them!!” erica exclaimed.
“wait, you guys saw it!?” mike asked.
“yeah, they showed their bodied on the news. it was so gross. my mom was still throwing up when i left.” max said.
by the time they finally got to the woods, it had started raining- pouring really.
“not to be a downer or anything but this doesn’t remind you of anything?” lucas said cautiously, as they had now been walking through the woods, calling your name, for the past almost- three hours.
“yeah, i thought it too, but i didn’t want to say anything.” mike sighed.
“what are you guys talking about?” max asked.
“when will went missing three years ago, we came out to these exact woods looking for him, except it was night time, and it was raining, but instead of finding will, we found el.” dustin explained.
“oh.” max and erica said simultaneously.
“do you guys think whatever did it is still in these woods?” lucas asked.
“for our sakes, let’s hope not!” erica sighed, before jumping when she stepped on something only to find that it was glass.
“wait…those are glasses?” dustin asked, picking them up.
“oh god, those are y/n’s glasses!” lucas said, beginning to pace.
“okay, that doesn’t exactly mean that.” mike started. “yeah, the adrenaline probably got to her and she’s just running around without them.” dustin added, hopefully.
the kids knew better than anyone that you were clumsy as can be, and your glasses falling off wasn’t new. but they also knew that you would never just leave them around, constantly reminding them how expensive they were when you were crawling around looking and sounding like velma when searching for them.
“uh, where did max go?” lucas cut off the silence, when he looked up seeing that she was no longer with them.
“..shit. max!” dustin yelled out, as they all began to walk around looking for her.
“guys, over here, i found her!“ she yelled back.
as they ran over, to where she was, which was much farther than they thought, they saw her kneeling in front of a tree, staring in horror at something.
“is she alive?” lucas asked, as they all stood in front of you staring at you. your eyes were closed, you were covered in blood and dirt, no jacket on, and your shirt had a million rips in them.
“y/n? y/nnnn.” mike asked poking you with some stick he found.
you awoke with a sudden start, looking around frantically before realizing who was in front of you. before you could say anything however you were trampled by a bunch of kids, in a group hug.
“jesus, we thought you were a goner!” mike sighed.
“speak for yourself. but seriously, what even happened?” erica, asked.
“was it a demogorgon?” lucas asked.
“or the mind flayer?” dustin added.
“are you okay?” max asked.
“no, uhh it’s a long story, no and no, and yes i’m fine.” you answered all of their questions.
“y/n? i swear i just heard her voice?!” you heard a voice in the distance scream.
“steve?” dustin exclaimed incredulously.
“dustin?” robin’s voice was now heard.
“robin?” erica exclaimed too.
“erica?” now nancy’s voice was heard, they finally found you guys.
“nancy?!” mike yelled out.
“what the hell are you guys doing here?!” steve exclaimed, the older kids not having yet seen you, being that the younger kids were still covering you.
“we were looking for y/n! i’m assuming you guys were doing the same?” max asked.
“yeah! what do you mean were?” robin asked.
“i’m right here.” you sighed, beginning to stand up as the kids got off of you, before being knocked back down by nancy, steve, and robin.
“well i guess i’m not getting up at this point.” you tried to joke but was cut off by nancy’s crying in your shoulder.
“i’m so sorry! i should’ve just went instead! first barb, then almost you!” nancy sobbed, nearly cutting off your airways with the way she was squeezing your neck. thankfully you didn’t need them at this point.
“nancy, stop. i’m okay, and it isn’t your fault.” you started sternly, making her look at you. “nobody knew this was going to happen, and even if they did, i would’ve stilled preferred it’d be me over you, over any of you in fact, so you can all stop with the self-blame game, alright?” you said, looking over all of them, spotting their guilty faces.
“holy shit! the whole town’s looking for you two right about now! we need to get you to the front of the woods.” dustin exclaimed.
“what?”
“shit, yeah. you were on national news y/n! will and el called asking if we had found you yet.” mike added.
“oh god, what about my parents!? has anyone heard from them? my mother’s probably having an aneurysm right about now!”
“uhh, i think my mom was talking to her when i left this morning, i heard her crying through the phone.” nancy added.
“wait a second, what about eddie?” lucas asked, gathering your attention.
“what about eddie? have you seen him, today?”
“no, i mean wasn’t he with you last night?” he corrected.
“no, uh not after the performance, i went with the girls and was supposed to call him.”
“so long story short, everyone thinks your dead right now, so can we get a move on, please?” erica chimed in.
as you all trekked towards where the news and police were, at the edge of the forest, you heard someone screaming your name.
“y/n! fuck, i knew you were still alive. what the fuck happened!? why did you disappear from my house this morning!” eddie asked, after he ran and practically tackled you to the ground, in the tightest hug he’d ever given you, and he hugged you pretty tight after he found out you were at starcourt when it burned down, getting there before your parents had when it happened.
from the second eddie had yelled your name, everyone, from wayne and your parents, to the police, to the news crew’s attention was on you. eddie just so happened to get to you first. but even now with the reporters, crowding the both of you, the police trying to stop them and your parents trying to get through both the police and the news teams, to get to you, you were only focused on eddie.
he continued to ramble on and on, about how your parents were freaking out, how he had been freaking out, and how he was 110% sure that he saw some dude walk into the woods with a harpoon gun. but you were still hung up on one of the first things he said.
“you saw me this morning?” you asked, incredulously.
“duh! you were in my room acting all ominous ‘n shit! gave me back my jacket, and then you left, saying that your mom was picking you up!” he exclaimed, confused as to why you were confused.
before either of you could dwell on it any longer, your mother pushed a reporter out of the way, and lunged at you actually tackling you to the ground into a hug, rambling incoherently into your neck as your father attempted to soothe her hugging you as well.
“oh my baby, when i saw your face on the news this morning i practically died!” she sobbed.
“see hon, i told you our little girl was strong.” he soothed, holding you both close to him.
you were overwhelmed with all the attention on you. between your friends hanging around, your parents- specifically your mother crying and rambling in your ear, wayne and eddie, all the reporters and cops trying to ask you questions at once, and at least 10 news cameras pointed at you, you didn’t really know what to do. thankfully you didn’t have to do anything. all the noise around you blurred out and you couldn’t decipher any of the words being thrown at you anymore, even if you tried to.
because through the crowd around you, you spotted an ambulance, sitting there waiting to take someone to the hospital. and sitting in the back of said ambulance, was the one and only cirice taylor, staring right back at you, eyes swollen and doubled in size as she attempted to take you in.
she was the last thing you saw, before everything went black and you promptly passed out.
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a/n: the story hasn’t even heated up yet 😭 i need her to start killing more people and acting weird already 🫤.
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after 40,000 years i’m finally gonna post chapter 3 of “we’re going to summer camp bitches!” and another part (not the season 3 part 2 chapter 🫤) of eddie/steve x platonic! (007) experiment! reader between today and tomorrowwwww 🤭🤭🤭
“𝐰𝐞’𝐫𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐩 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬!”
eddie munson x fem!reader (reader is canonically hot and everyone loves her i don’t make the rules 🙇🏾♀️)
except yes i do. 😽
future warnings : suggestive language , cursing , blood and gore , heavy flirting , eddie being down bad 🫤, reader being hot , steve being hot , robin being hot , eddie being hot, nancy being hot , look everyone’s just hot okay? and i can’t think of anymore rn 🤨 not much hotness yet 🫤
chapter 1 , chapter 2 , chapter 3 <- here now
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hawkins, indiana | hopper & el’s cabin | june 24 , 1986 | 6:57 a.m.
you walked up the path to hopper and el’s (now restored) cabin. you decided that the earlier you get this over with the better. plus, you wanted to spend the rest of the day packing.
you got to the door, getting ready to knock, when it inched open with el smiling at you.
“hey. he’s getting ready for work.” she smiled, hugging you as you walked into the house.
“oh, yeah! ‘chief hopper’ back in business huh?” you exclaimed, loud enough for him to hear. you heard his grunt and could practically feel his eye-roll from outside of his room.
“so! el, how are you doing? what are you up so early for?” you beamed.
she led you over to the table and sat across from you. before she could answer you though, hopper’s bedroom door slammed open, him grumbling as he saw you.
“you couldn’t have callled?” he said, looking for his badge.
“would you have answered? plus! i know you love seeing me, hop!” you shot back at him, with a bright smile.
rolling his eyes he walked into the bathroom, grumbling something along the lines of “s’too early to be that happy.” leaving you an el to giggle amongst yourselves at his usual grumpy attitude.
“alright. since i know you won’t take no for an answer and you’ve got all these kids’ parents under some kind of spell. here are the ground rules.” he started, looking pointedly at the two of you, as you and el shared an excited glance.
“no powers. i’m serious, we’ve all been through too much this past year, and we don’t need any government pricks on our asses anymore, got it?” he said sternly, receiving a rapid head nod from the two of you.
“two. no boys, alright?! i mean it! i’ve been having a particularly great time with this “no-mike” agenda you’ve been following, and i’d like to keep it that way.” he pointed at el.
“and three- uhh, well i don’t remember three right now but when i do, i’ll call you okay!” he exclaimed frustratingly, trying to find his badge still.
“here.” you said, getting up from the table, and bringing it over to him. “i’ll pin it.” you said simply, figuring he wanted to say something out of el’s earshot.
“will you be her counselor?” he asked you, quietly. seeing that she was preoccupied with something else at the moment.
“i don’t know yet, but like i told joyce. i’ll find a way to change it if i have to.” you replied nonchalantly.
“what exactly does that mean?” he responded, with his eyebrows raised.
“i guess we’ll find out!” you chirped, making him sigh, shaking his head. “she’ll be safe alright? all of them will be, i promise.” you said seriously.
he said, making you look at him. “you’re like a weird…niece or something to me, okay? and harrington sort of grew on me a little. the point is, i need all of you to stay safe."
“that was an odd compliment, but i’ll take it.” you said, smiling.
“yeah, yeah. no more coming to my house at 7 a.m.! seriously, it’s weird that you remembered my schedule.” he said, after bidding his goodbye for the day, to you and el, getting in his truck and heading off.
turning to el, who you see was just about to heat up some eggos, you asked her, “hey, why don’t you, max, and i go do something fun?”
“right now? shouldn’t i be packing?” she asked incredulously reading the time to be 7:06. “and isn’t it too early?”
“yeah, right now! you can pack later, you have two weeks still! and it’s never too early, el. you go get ready i’ll be in the car!” you exclaimed as you both went in opposite directions.
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hawkins, indiana | your car -> your aunt’s bakery | 7:13 a.m.
“so why exactly did you two come running into my room, and kidnap me from my house, like psychopaths this morning?” max asked from the backseat. el only looked back at her shrugging her shoulders.
“she didn’t tell me either.” she responded, as they were now both looking at you, curiously.
“we’re not getting the boys, are we? because they’re great and all but i don’t wanna deal with mike’s attitude this early in the morning.” max asked after you never responded.
“yeah, me neither.” el added looking out the window, making you and max meet each other’s eyes in the rearview mirror, with similar shocked expressions.
“well good thing it’s just gonna be us three, then! we’re here!” that being all you said, before pulling onto main street and stopping in front of a closed bakery.
you got out of the car without a word, leaving the girls rushing behind you, as you ran up to the doors.
“uhh, y/n what are you doing?” el asked, as you suspiciously looked through the windows, before looking around the street for any wandeeing eyes.
“quick get in!” you whisper-yelled even though nobody was around, pushing the girls into the bakery.
“y/n?? what’s going on?!” max exclaimed, as you locked the doors behind you before turning to them triumphantly, with your hands on your hips, as if you just saved them from something.
“we’ve got the whole bakery to ourselves for an hour!” you exclaimed giddily leading them to a booth and going towards the kitchen, asking them what they wanted.
“see, during the summer my aunt doesn’t open the bakery till 9, meaning that nobody’s gonna come in until about 8:15 to 8:30. so as long as we’re out of here before her or harry comes in, we should be fine!” you said, excitedly before sneering at harry’s name, causing max to chuckle at you clear distaste for the boy.
“who’s harry?” el asked max, curiously.
“her snitch cousin that tells her aunt every little thing she does.” max and el laughed at your glare, remembering all the different times he tormented you.
“like this one time, junior year! i guess he caught eddie and i making out at the drive-in or something, and he snitched! he told my aunt, and then she told my parents, and then they grounded me, because i told them them that i went with nancy.” you pouted, remembering the way your parents yelled at you for hours over the three-way call, being that they had been out of town for their jobs, at the time.
as you worked in the kitchen, they’d assumed you worked yourself up at the memory, because they heard a distant grumble of “he’s just mad he doesn’t get any like i do!” and a “shit!” followed behind the clatter of pans falling, leaving them to giggle amongst themselves. you smiled to yourself, happy to see them a little more carefree than they had been in the last few months.
hawkins, indiana | still at your aunts bakery | 7:59 a.m
you three had spent the majority of the hour, talking, making plans for camp, what you’d do when you got back, and gossiping about your boyfriends before you’d heard a car pull up in front of the bakery. you all peeked out the blinds, seeing someone get out of a sleek black car.
“who’s that?” el asked, furrowing her eyebrows.
“fucking harry! that kiss-ass! probably coming in early to suck up to his mother. ” you panicked jumping out of the booth, knowing he saw your car.
“shit! what do we do!” max exclaimed, as her and el jumped out of the booth as well.
“uhh, alright, you two go out the back door and wait in the side alley, here take my keys.” you said throwing them to her, as you quickly gathered the dishes you used and went to the kitchen.
“wait, what about you?” they asked confusedly seeing you stay behind the counter, ready for him to come in.
“any chance i get to fuck with harry, i’ll take. wait for him to come inside before you go to the car, i’ll meet you out there in a sec!” you said closing the door behind them.
and like clockwork, you heard the door ring, signalling your cousin’s entrance.
“hey, cuz!” you exclaimed. making him jump at the sudden intrusion.
“what are you doing here?” he asked suspiciously, looking around for someone else.
“i was doing the display case for aunt char, today? what does it look like i’m doing?” you said nonchalantly, seeing el and max quickly get into your car through the window behind him.
“it looks like you’re trespassing. you better not be defiling my mother’s fine establishment with your trashy boyfriend!” he accused. ahh, so that’s who he was looking for.
“first of all, i have a key too, dipshit." you deadpanned. “and my boyfriend’s not trashy, harry. what’s trashy is the college boy tina dumped you for, but hey! i can help you look for someone else!” you said with fake sympathy.
“fuck you.” he chuckled humorlessly, giving up in his search for eddie, now joining you behind the counter. “i’ve got the rest.” he said, taking over.
“love you too, cuz!” you said, patting him on the shoulder, before walking past him and to the front, quickly grabbing your bag, and rushing to your car.
“i love him, but talking to him, sometimes makes me wanna kill him." you sighed, pulling out of your parking space and heading back towards forest hills.
you three spent the car ride cracking jokes about your cousin, before getting to max’s house.
“thanks for this morning, it was fun!” the girls exclaimed, “anytime! and we’ll have much more fun once we get to camp!” you exclaimed back, as they hugged you then got out and running inside.
you were about to head back to yours to finally start packing, being that you only had today, wednesday, and thursday to pack. but instead, you strolled over to eddie’s trailer, knocking on the door incessantly.
hearing eddie stomp through the trailer and towards the door, you backed up a little knowing that he was about to go off on whoever he thought was banging on his door this early, probably mrs. nolan (yes she exists here too 😭)
“grace, you fucking barbarian- oh! hey, babe!” he recovered, seeing you standing there laughing.
“i don’t think mrs. nolan would like you calling her by her first name, ed.” you laughed, walking into the trailer, wrapping your arms around his neck.
“yeah, well she already doesn’t like me so- who really cares, ya know?” he said, cupping your face and bringing it to his in a firm kiss, attempting to guide you towards his room.
“mmm.. nope! no! eddie, i told myself i would pack today and nothing will stop me!” you yelped untangling yourself from him and leaning on the wall. “besides, you need to pack too! so hop to it lover boy, we can make out later.” you said, beginning to walk back towards the door.
“well, actually!” he exclaimed, catching you by the waist and turning you back towards the wall, leaving no room to escape. “ i finished packing last night.” he said nonchalantly.
“…really?” you deadpanned.
“yeah! contrary to our friends beliefs, i am actually excited to go to camp..uh. well i forgot the name but i’m excited to go!” he explained.
“oh, i see! so long story short, you and robin raced to see who could finish packing first.” you said, remembering the conversation you and robin had the night before.
‘your stupid, bambi-eyed boyfriend thinks that he can finish packing before me, and i need to prove him wrong!” she had exclaimed through the receiver.
“yeah, and i won, so she can shove it!” he defended, showing you his packed bags sitting on the side of his bed.
“okay, fine. you can come home with me then.” you said finally finding a way past him, making your way back to your car. from the corner of your eye you saw him fist bump into the air. “but only to watch and help me pack!” you clarified.
“aw, come on!” he exclaimed, sulking as he followed you to your car.
hawkins, indiana | y/l/n residence | 10:53 a.m.
“eddie quit flinging my bras at robin’s head!” you scolded him, from inside your closet. finally finding the pair of shorts you were searching for, you turned back to the duffle bag on your bed, only to find it missing all of your underwear.
“robin why are you putting them on?! get them off your head?! put them back in the duffel bag!” you scolded the both of them.
how you ended up in this mess, was becoming a blur to you. see, after you drove eddie and you back to your house, you found robin sitting on your porch swing.
once spotting each other, eddie and robin’s eyes blazing, surely enough getting ready to fight about who was the quicker packer, thankfully you were able to ask her what she was doing at your house beforehand. she explained that she was bored, and wanted to help you come pack which led to the new argument of “who’s the better assistant?”
the answer being; neither of them. see, it started off well enough. you would pull something out and they’d give you a thumbs up or a thumbs down, and then one of you would fold it and put it in your bag. that was until you walked to your bathroom to gather your toiletries and robin decided to pelt a pair of rolled-up socks at a slowly drifting eddie’s forehead, which led to him slingshotting a bra at her and from there a war started and had been going on for half an hour now.
with you scolding them and them trying to defend themselves by talking over each other, none of you heard the front door open, or nancy and steve announcing their arrival. the two shared a confused look at the sounds of yelling, cursing and things crashing to the floor before making their way up the stairs and to your room. 
the sight that beheld them once they got to the doorway of your bedroom could be described as a lot of things - one of your bras got tangled in robin's hair in an attempt to get it off, so you made eddie assist her. but then he yanked it a little too hard, leaving robin to yank his hair with even more force. so now they're wrestling on the floor while you ignore them and continue to pack your things.
at that moment the only thing that either of them could muster was -
"the fuck are you guys doing?"
"packing" said simultaneously, by the three of you.
"oh right, how could i have missed that?" steve quips sarcastically . "anyways," he looked towards you, "have you seen my bat? i swear the last place i left it was robin's house, but i can't find it!"
"oh! yeah i have it, follow me!" you said flippantly, leading him out of your room.
nancy just chuckled in amusement at steve's excitement for something so odd, and started to fold and put the things robin and eddie messed up back in your bag, while robin and eddie just watched on confusedly.
"yeah, she brought it over here because her mom almost found it a few weeks ago." you finished explaining to steve as you two walked back into your room.
"oh ho ho, is that steve's infamous life-saving bat i've heard so much about?" eddie admonished.
"well, technically i guess it's jonathan's bat that i ended up making my own?" steve replied trying to remember who it's original owner was.
"uhh no? it's my bat." nancy said, looking at steve pointedly, willing him to remember.
"ahhh great memories, huh guys." you sighed out.
"yeahhhh." they sighed out wistfully.
"okay i know you guys have been to hell and back for the past few years," robin started
"on multiple occasions!" eddie included.
"but nancy has her guns, steve has his bat, and what about us three?" she finished.
"hey, leave me out of that, i have my knives!" you said offended.
"since when?" eddie challenged you, making you scoff no start to look under your bed.
"since always, i'm actually shocked you haven't noticed, eddie." nancy furrowed her eyebrows.
"yeah there's literally no way in the world you haven't felt them before with the way you're always groping her." steve added.
"wait you keep them on you?!" robin exclaimed.
"yep, always!.. ha! i found my unused ones!" you exclaimed, before bouncing up, and plopping yourself, along with a large fancy wooden box with a glass case, onto your bed.
you opened it showcasing all of your different knives to them. "these are just my new ones, but here we have my throwing knives, my butterfly knife, my bowie knives-
"hey didn't you have a few trench knives too?" nancy asked pointing to a few empty spots in your case.
"yeahh, remember you showed them to nance and i a few months back!" steve snapped his fingers in rememberance.
"oh shit, yeah! I had pulled them out when all that vecna crap first started! But in all that chaos I guess I never ended up using them.." you trailed off as the three of you began wordlessly looking around your room for them, not even noticing robin and eddie's silent, but haste escape.
"d'you pack...stuff too?" a frightened eddie asked, huddled against robin, once they got to the safety of your kitchen.
"no... did you?" robin asked, equally as frightened.
"hell no! the most damage I did, was pack a shit ton of blank dnd character sheets that i was gonna make my kids fill out against their will!" eddie whisper shouted.
"so we can both agree that, that's not as normal as they're making it seem, right?" she whispered.
the both of them stared at each other in silent understanding, before jumping at the sound of their names.
"hey... where did rob and ed's go?" steve asked.
before either of the three could call out to them however, robin and eddie booked it out of your house, whether to get things to be at your level, or to find the three of you professional, therapeutic help was only something that eddie and robin could answer.
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a/n : this took me for fucking EVER, i am literally so sorryyyy. i'm not even on hiatus , i've just been so busy with my senior year and i get so tired when i come home, that i'll have so many plots and ideas and all that stuff but not add them. OR i'll add something to one of my stories, save it, and then not look at it for weeks 😭😭 but yeah, i should definitely be updating more from now. i'm working on the next few chapters of "like a virgin" as well !
ALSO next chapter their finally on their way to camp people 😼😼😼 the build up is OVER (kinda 🤫)
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HELPPP for my euphoria x stranger things au should i make steve graduated and a year older than the older hawkins teens like canon or seniors with them 😪😪😪
AND if he's graduated, should i have it as he's still working at family video or in college with mckay and just working part-time with robin🤫
heheh i figured it out + so much more and already started the 'how things are in that world part 1 :' chapter 🤫🤫🤫
+ i loveeeee crossovers and modern aus so i'm gonna be reaalllll extra with it !
i'm talking : groupchat names + who's in them , social media accounts , everybody's relationships with everybody, etc. - ooooh prepare to be so tired of me !! 🤭🤭
HELPPP for my euphoria x stranger things au should i make steve graduated and a year older than the older hawkins teens like canon or seniors with them 😪😪😪
AND if he's graduated, should i have it as he's still working at family video or in college with mckay and just working part-time with robin🤫
fighting words pt. 1
eddie x platonic! experiment! reader + steve x platonic!experiment! reader
instead of sev using her powers on the people that wrong her, she just starts beating their asses. sometimes
the in-betweens series :
takes place between seasons 2 and 3 before season 3
age 14 ; december 19, 1984 (so steve is still a senior and sev is still in middle school)
a/n : also no eddie in this chapter but he will be in the next one !
- steve's life was going great.
- well everyone's life was going great, it was christmas break after all.
- but steve's life specifically was going really great!
- he didn't have to be in school for two weeks, mr. harrington was stuck three states over due to severe weather conditions and would likely not be home until christmas eve, and he didn't have to see nancy and jonathan all cozied up at school if he was in the comfort of his own house!
- and! his mom was home! downstairs making his favorite seasonal lunch while his grandparents (visiting for the holidays) were in the living room watching outdated christmas movies.
- so yeah. steve was having a pretty damn good christmas break so far.
- but wait- "where's sev?" he sat up abruptly in his bed remembering that you were no longer also watching out dated christmas movies with your grandparents
- he quickly relaxed when he remembered how a few hours ago you ran into his room adorned in your favorite winter coat, a hat and matching gloves, and some fancy boots mrs. harrington had bought you to match her own, with lucas and max in tow (when did they get there?) telling him you'd see him later.
- claiming that you guys were going into town with the others because mike and will found a, quote dustin, "big ass hill for sledding"
- so after a scolding from dustin over your walkie to hurry your asses, because apparently he along with mike and will were outside waiting for you, you all left.
- leaving steve to himself in the comfort of his bed, on this wonderful snowy afternoon.
- he was in such a good mood actually, that he even promised to take you all to the drive-in for some new christmas movie coming out.
- he'd probably come to regret it later when he realized how much money he'd have to spend on all of you but for now in his relaxed, blissful state, he couldn't come to care.
- his large bubble of peace being popped however, when he heard his grandmother hollering for him to come downstairs.
"what's wrong gram?" he asked confusedly, when he was met with her standing at the bottom of the stairs, phone in hand with her arms crossed.
"the chief of police is asking to speak with you, are you involved with gang violence?" she asked in a concerned yet stern tone.
- steve had to restrain himself from laughing at his grandmother's constant concern of gang violence
"no grandma, hopper usually calls to check in about y/n," he calmed her as he took the phone from her and gently nudged her back towards the dining room where his mother was waiting to continue their chess game. "and hawkins isn't like chicago mom, there are no gangs." he heard his mom joke to her, before turning his attention to the phone.
"hey, hop what's up?" he chirped leaning against the wall.
"yeah, no time for casualties harrington, i need you and your parents up here." hopper grumbled in that way, that you know he's pinching his nose in frustration.
" it's just my mom and grandparents, but why?"
"because your sister beat the dog-shit out of this boy and his mother's threatening to sue." he seethed on the other end of the phone.
and that's how steve found himself quickly parking his car behind his mother's and walking through the doors of the police station confusedly trailing behind her seething self , the clacking of her heels echoing through the building..
- they both walked into to see you being verbally torn apart by some woman standing over you, who steve deducted to be the boy in question's mother, while hopper was too busy going back and forth with the boy's father to stop her.
- you didn't seem to phased by the woman's screaming or her proximity however, as you just blankly stared at the woman.
"hey! what the hell do you think you're doing screaming in my daughter's face like that!" screamed mrs. harrington, who marched between you and the woman,
"oh i should've known this she-devil was your child." the woman seethed.
- steve, who decided to stay out of his mother's way, quickly spotted the other kids and went over to them, not missing the ice pack mike was holding to his head.
"henderson, the hell happened man?"
"oh steve, it was amazing you should've been there!"
- everyone began talking at once.
- and it was truly a mess
will was explaining what happened urgently
dustin was animatedly acting out the action of someone falling? or flying steve couldn't tell.
max and lucas were seemingly acting out the part where you were beating up the kid
and mike was angrily ranting about his head injury and gesturing towards a kid who steve hadn't noticed before now, that was sitting across from them looking- well. terrible.
- both of the kids eyes were black, his nose was huge and purple and his lips were swollen.
"okay, alright, before you all tell me- properly and one at a time,"he pointed at them sternly. " she didn't.. you know..." he looked around before wiggling his fingers in the air, looking a them knowingly.
"no and that's what made it even cooler!" dustin emphasized before telling the story.
your pov : flashback to an hour ago at the hill
- you and the others were having the time of your lives
you and mike were racing max and lucas going down the hill on your sleds while will and rob (who i still haven't properly introduced other than his crush on sev i'm sorry 😭🤫🤫!!) were throwing snowballs at you guys on your way down.
- you had noticed a few other kids showed up, but didn't pay any mind to them
- you and max were making your way back up the hill, with mike farther up the hill then you guys when it happened
- one of the new kids who showed up had stopped to talk to mike, and it would have looked like casual conversation if you didn't know mike as well as you did
- his shoulders were tense, he was stepping back from the kid so slowly that the kid didn't notice, nor did mike notice how close to the beginning of the hill he was.
- and then it happened
- the kid shoved mike so hard he tripped backwards and started rolling down the hill
- you would have laughed if he had just fell on his own, but the fact is you had seen this other boy at school before, seen him making fun of mike. you asked mike if he wanted you to deal with him, but he said, and quote, "i can fight my own battles." where you just rolled your eyes with a scoff.
- while your friends all ran up to mike to see if he was okay, you continued your trek up the hill, now with a vengeful march going to confront the kid.
- before you made it to him however you glanced back at your friends and found them huddling over him, while he held his head and blood rand down the side of it. as nice as the snow made hill look, underneath still lied the elements of nature and mike hit his head on a rock on the way down.
- and from there it was honestly a blur for you, you remembered getting to the boy and shoving him to the ground, then punching him in the nose, then next thing you know you were being driven to the sheriff's department, and some woman came in and started yelling at you.
and now back to the present with your mother arguing with the woman
"we have christmas pictures tomorrow, how the hell am i supposed to let him take them like that?!" the boy's mother screeched.
"oh fuck your christmas pictures! your son assaulted a boy and could have killed him and that's what you care about?!" your mother exclaimed. " you should be happy mrs. wheeler isn't pressing charges!" she gestured to mrs. wheeler who came out of the office to fuss over mike's head once again.
"we aren't pressing charges.." the boy's father interjected sternly
"what?! this girl, mangled our son's face, and you don't want to press charges?"
"sue, he's gotten to big for his britches and needed a life lesson. he gets away with so much shit and no consequences because of you, and he needed a reality check." he exclaimed glaring at his son and wife before turning to mrs. wheeler and mrs. harrington.
"i'm so sorry about this whole situation, my boy should have never put his hands on yours, and i'm happy your daughter put my boy in his place. this won't happen again." he said pleadingly.
"the cut's not too big, it's just a little scratch so michael should be fine." mrs. wheeler sighed sharing an understanding look with your mom.
" alright then, is it fine for the rest of us to leave hopper?" your mother asked, as the boy you got into it with's family left the station, quietly arguing about the decision made.
"i don't care." he said waving his hand flippantly. "i don't want to see you in here again harrington." he sternly pointed at you, making you nod, before walking back into his office.
- everyine started making their way to the doors, minus your mom and brother, the last thing you three heard before your friends left the building was-
"son of a bitch, i wanted mrs. harrington to kick that lady with her pointy heels."
- she laughed as she started to gently guide you out of the building.
"you are't angry?" you asked confusedly, at the calm look on her face.
"of course not honey, you defended your friend when he couldn't defend himself, and for that i'm very proud of you." she smiled, not paying attention to the look on your face at the reference to mike being your "friend". "and that bitch sue arlington needed another reality check that my kids are better than hers anyways." she flipped her hair, before walking ahead of you and steve and getting to the car, while she glared at the woman from across the parking lot.
- before steve could even think of what to say, you had started to speak.
"i'm sorry. "he raised his eyebrows confusedly "i know that i'm not supposed to hurt people...but he hurt mike. and then there was blood and i didn't realize what i was doing until it was already done, and-"
"sev, sev calm down it's okay." he calmed you down. "it's like what mom said, you were just defending mike from a bully, nobody's mad at you." steve said.
"that lady was, she yelled at me." you said, as you two looked over at the family that was still in the parking lot.
- the two parents, sue and allen, bickering while the son looked over at you in fear as you glared at him.
"ah screw 'em. they suck anyway." he waved them off, before looking over to the pitiful pouts on you and your friends faces because of the day being ruined. "hey you go stand with them, i'll be right back 'kay?" he sighed before walking towards your mother's car and speaking to her through the window.
"so what happened? are you in trouble? are we in trouble? we didn't even do anything why would we be in trouble?" a bunch of overlapping voices asked once you walked over. you simply shook your head looking over to where your brother was having a conversation with you two's mother.
"no, none of us are in trouble, he just told me to wait here with you guys..." you trailed off as steve jogged over, your mom waving at you guys as she pulled out of the parking lot.
"do any of your parents know about what happened an hour ago?" he asked off-handedly.
"hopper said he was going to call them but i think he got distracted by your mom almost beating that lady up." dustin shrugged.
"but i'm sure they'll know before the end of the day because my mom loves to gossip." mike rolled his eyes., the rest of them groaning in agreement.
"okay well, before you guys have to face the eventual music... you still wanna see that movie at the drive-in?" he asked, chuckling to himself at the quick change of mood in the kids, as you all piled into his car, excitedly chattering about the movie. if he noticed the silent conversation and mouth of a "thank you" from mike and a silent "anytime" from you, he didn't mention it.
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a/n: that took me TOO long. also i’m not on hiatus i promise. just between school and work i have no time to do ANYTHING.
a/n 2: also a rare mikesev moment that’s not them at each other’s throats???? crazy ik
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