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Proud of you, Eddie

Wayne makes time to attend Eddie's first gig at the hideout. He hasn't stopped making time since...

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Summary: You’ve known Eddie Munson for most of your life, he’s lived down the street from you since you moved to Hawkins way back in the 2nd grade. He’s your bestfriend and always seems to be around and that hasn’t ever been an issue up until now. You’ve found yourself crushing on none other than Steve Harrington who just is a little confused at your friendship with the long haired metalhead who has secretly had a massive crush on you since middle school and will be damned in “King Steve” is going to be the one to take you away from him. So this is a story about how Eddie makes it his mission to always be around trying his best to become a wedge between you and Harrington all while you’re constantly trying to reassure Steve that Eddie is just Eddie, your bestfriend and that’s it…for now?✨

Type of Story: Slow burn (get comfy it’s a super slow burning lol)

A/N: In this universe Steve and Eddie don’t really know each other and aren’t friends at all

Status: Ongoing

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Conversations: coming soon

Extras: here

*This is mainly a texting series and you’ll find everything in the correct order done below*

Part 1: Who is that?

Part 2: Just Eddie

Part 3: Responsible

What happens when the dilf you're trying to hit on is actually a father

eddie, stop! - eddie munson

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synopsis: While desperately trying to help your boyfriend study for his finals, you have to deal with the fact he just loves to tease you whenever he can. And that he always gets what he wants.

a/n: no spoilers <3 i love how i wanted this to be a short little fluffy blurb but then this happened. it’s eddie’s fault not mine but i’m not complaining one bit teehe. enjoy <3

warnings: SMUT, strip-studying, cockwarming, fingering, p in v, unprotected sex, creampie, mouth spitting, oral (fem receving), explicit language, i feel like there was one more thing but i can’t remember lol, probably wasn’t that important anyways

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You walked up the steps to his trailer, knocking at the door. It didn’t take him long to appear in front of you, his usual warm, charming smile on his face.

“You’re late, sweetheart,” he mentioned as you entered the living room area. “Got me worried for a hot minute.”

You felt your cheeks immediately heating up at his words, and the way he refused to call you by your name ever since he replaced it with his favorite pet name. Sweetheart.

“Couldn’t find those damn notes for Mrs. Higgins’ class,” you explained, taking a seat on the couch as he planted himself on the floor in front of it, hands instantly attached to your thighs as he started playing with the hem of your skirt. 

You already knew his mind was anywhere but where it was supposed to be. Classic Eddie move. Thankfully, you’ve had enough experience with the distracted variant of Eddie, knowing exactly how to make him focus on the task at hand.

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blood lust — poly!steddie

pairing: ghostface!eddie munson x fem!reader x ghostface!steve harrington

warnings: smut, threesome, vaginal sex, double penetration, anal sex, cursing, brief knife play, blood, mask kink, established polyamorous relationship, mentions of murder, possessive behavior, hair pulling, praising, degrading, fingering, oral sex (m. receiving), voyeurism, masturbation, creampie, squirting, spanking, dubcon

word count: 3.8k

summary: some people had trouble understanding that you were theirs, so your boyfriends felt the need to remind them, as well as you.

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“Finally” you sighed and plopped down on the couch, finally able to unwind after a long day at school. Given that your exams were coming up and you hadn't prepared all that much, you were busier than usual, but you had decided to rest tonight and put schoolwork and studying on hold.

After being unable to for some time, you wanted to watch some tv tonight so you took the remote control from the table and turned it on. A news channel popped on automatically, and the announcer shared some quite unsettling news: “Attention to all citizens of Hawkins; there is a murderer on the loose. Although the precise number of victims has not yet been determined, we firmly advise that you lock all of your doors and windows as well as stay inside after 8 p.m”.

You chuckled and were about to zap to a different channel when you saw something flashing past the window in the corner of your eye, making you flinch as you turned your head around instantly. You momentarily froze with a confused frown on your face, but you quickly figured it must have been a bird, so you returned your focus to the tv. You brushed it off before noticing something in the corner of your eye once again. With a puzzled expression on your face, you quickly turned the tv off and walked over to your house's large glass sliding door. You tried to peer through the glass by pressing your forehead against it and using your hands to block the light from inside out, yet it was still too dark to see anything.

You took a deep breath and slowly but warily pulled the door open to take a look at what you saw. When you were greeted by a chilly night breeze and could only hear the sounds of nearby cars, you wanted to turn around and go back inside, but before you could do so, you gasped as felt the smooth fabric of gloves around your exposed waist and the cold and sharp touch of a knife on your throat, causing your heart to race in fear as you desperately tried to escape.

“Hi sweetheart” you sighed in relief when you heard the familiar voice and giggle of your boyfriend Eddie while his gloved hands gently squeezed your waist.

“Sorry to scare you” your other boyfriend Steve whispered with a deep voice into your ear, slowly lowering the knife that he held against your throat. You turned around and saw the boys standing in front of you wearing their white masks and black robes— their usual outfits for when they kill.

It was still strange to think about sometimes— you, dating two killers. It certainly was in the beginning, especially since you were supposed to be on the never-ending list of victims. But they fell for you, and weirdly enough, you for them. Consequently, their relationship turned into a polyamorous one.

Now, you are their everything. They would go endless ways to protect you, to keep you safe and secure. Not that you wouldn’t do the same. On the nights when they come back from killing, you’re waiting for them, ensuring they have erased all evidence of their crimes and, if the victims were able to defend themselves, aiding them in treating their wounds.

“Idiots! Don’t do that to me!” you annoyingly yelled as they both raised their masks, glaring at you with mischievous smiles on their blood-covered faces.

“Jesus, what did I tell you about not being messy when killing? Also, how did you guys even manage to get it under the mask?” you asked bewildered before hitting both of them on the back of their heads.

“Steve’s fault” “Hey, that’s not fair! You were-“ “You know what? I don’t care! I’m going to change into my pyjamas” you interrupted, stomping away from them to go upstairs and change into a different outfit.

The three of you had a movie night planned. As a result of all the killing they’ve been doing, you had been feeling lonely and wanted to do something fun with the three of you, so after a few pouty faces and whining they finally agreed. Of course, they would. They rarely ever refused you, especially if you used your, according to them, ‘adorable whiny voice’.

You walked upstairs and removed your make-up in the bathroom before heading to your bedroom, grabbing your pyjamas. You sat down on your bed and were about to take off your shirt when you felt a hand wrap around your ankle, making you jump up in the air as you screamed before hearing Eddie’s laugh coming from beneath the bed.

“Asshole!” you shouted at him as Steve came running up the stairs soon after.

“What happened?” he asked worriedly, before seeing Eddie crawling from under your bed as you stood next to it with a pouty face.

“Eddie scared me” you said softly before walking over to Steve and wrapping your arms around his body. He embraced you and gave you small kisses on your head while secretly high-fiving Eddie behind your back.

After they went back downstairs, you hastily changed into your pyjamas and ran downstairs excitedly to watch a horror movie Steve brought from Family Video. All of you settled down on the couch, both boys on either side of you with a cosy blanket covering you. The movie just started, when you heard the doorbell ring. You frowned before remembering it was your classmate who had unintentionally taken your book instead of his own home, and he had promised to deliver it to your house. Both Eddie and Steve looked at you instantly, a concerned look on their faces.

“Don’t worry, It’s someone from school. I’ll be right back” you explained as you kissed both boys and stood up. You walked to the door and opened it to see Jason Carver standing in the doorway, a charming smile on his face and your book in his hand.

“Hi Jason, thanks for bringing the book” you greeted, extending your arm to take the book from him. You wanted to be quick about it, knowing that Steve and Eddie, especially Eddie, didn’t get along with Jason. Not only that, it was obvious that Jason had a thing for you, secretly flirting with you when Steve and Eddie weren’t around.

“No problem, beautiful” he said with a smirk, causing your eyes to widen as you swiftly turned around to see whether anyone heard him.

“What? Your boyfriends are here? I’m sure they won’t mind me talking to you” oh but they will. They will. Your arm was still in the air, anxiously waiting for him to give you the book.

“You know I would treat you so much better than both of them”

“Just, give me the book” he chuckled as he handed you your book.

“I brought you something else as well” he said as he held a box in his hands, “chocolate cupcakes”

You were about to grab the cupcakes when you heard footsteps behind you, causing your heart to race. Jason’s face shifted to one of rage as Steve leaned against the door opening and Eddie stood on the other side of you, snatching the box of cupcakes out of Jason’s hands.

“Hey— those are not for you!” Jason said aggravatedly but Eddie simply ignored him and only focused on the box in his hands. Jason looked at him furiously as he pulled out a cupcake and took a large bite out of it, “Hmm, these are delicious!” Eddie exclaimed, handing Steve one as well. Steve’s eyes didn’t leave Jason for a second, flashing him an intimidating and angry look.

“Alright. Thanks for the cupcakes but you can leave now” Eddie said, his mouth stuffed with the cupcake as he tried to slam the door shut but Jason stopped it with his hand. His face displayed a troubled expression as his head leaned a little closer to yours.

“Just, be careful Y/n. There’s a killer out there” Jason said genuinely, as far as you could tell.

“I think she will alright” Steve said as he closed the door, “Idiot”.

You all walked back to the couch, Eddie still stuffing himself with cupcakes. There was a tense mood and it was quiet—too quiet. Eddie was busy eating the cupcakes but Steve, on the other hand, sat on the couch and stared at you with a serious and emotionless expression, making you feel nervous before he abruptly stood up.

“I have to go. I forgot I needed to help Robin with something. I’ll be back soon” Steve stated as he hastily put his shoes on and grabbed his jacket. He kissed the both of you goodbye and walked through the door, leaving you confused but you shrugged it off.

You ate the remaining cupcakes together with Eddie while you were laying with your head on his lap. After a while, the both of you ate all the cupcakes but Steve was still nowhere to be seen.

“Steve’s taking too long. I want to watch movies” you pouted, gazing up at Eddie through your lashes.

“I’ll go help him” he responded as he ran his thumb over your lips to clean off the icing. You rose up from his lap and watched him put on his shoes and jacket before giving you a kiss.

“You should stay here. There’s a killer on the loose, you know” he said with a smile as he winked before walking out the door, leaving you alone in your house.

After waiting impatiently for about an hour for both of them to return, you ultimately settled down to watch movies on your own with a glass of wine. You were fixated on the television screen as a tense and frightening scene was playing. You tried to grab the glass of wine from beside you but you were so focused on the screen that you instead knocked it over and spilled it all over yourself.

“Oh fuck!” you quietly cursed to yourself as your white shirt was now stained with red wine. Your shirt was drenched so you immediately took it off, leaving you in your bra and pyjama shorts. You cleaned the couch as thoroughly as you could with a wet cloth before hearing the phone ring, causing a frown to appear on your face in confusion. Throwing the cloth aside, you walked to the phone and picked it up.

“Tsk tsk, dumb girl, spilling wine all over herself” the person on the other line remarked, their voice altered using a voice changer. You grinned as you recognized him as one of your two boyfriends—most likely Steve based on the way he spoke.

“Hmm, you look so good in that black bra though” he said, causing you to feel butterflies in your stomach.

“Thank you, anonymous caller” you joked with a giggle.

“You know, I think you also have spilled some on your shorts. You should probably take those off as well” you looked down and saw nothing but clean shorts, but you gladly played along. You got to your feet once again, setting the phone on the table and fiddling with your shorts' waistline. You bent over a little and slowly slipped them off, making sure to give them a good show.

You tossed the shorts aside before picking the phone up again. “hmm good girl” Steve praised before you heard the rustling sounds of the phone being passed.

“Hey sweetheart” Eddie. “get on the couch for us” he instructed as you sat back down, wearing only your bra and underwear.

“Good good… now touch yourself and think of us while you do it” you slowly put your hands in your panties, feeling how soaked you already were without even doing anything yet. You gently rubbed your clit as you tossed your head back and moaned softly into the phone.

“Fuck… you’re too sexy” one of them said, you weren’t even sure who at this point. You were too focused on the pleasure you were experiencing as your eyes fluttered shut and your moans became louder. You were on the verge of letting go when all the lighting in your home suddenly went out, making you gasp. You slowly stood up but before you could do anything else, two strong hands encircled your waist, picked you up and threw you over his shoulder. You screamed in panic but soon realized you were hanging over Eddie’s shoulder when you felt the cold metal of his rings touch your bare legs.

Except for the footsteps of both of your boyfriends leading you up the stairs to your room, there was nothing to see or hear. Steve opened the door and walked inside, Eddie following behind him before throwing you on your bed. The street lights from outside illuminated your room, making you able to finally see again. You turned your head, causing your eyes to widen at the sight of your boyfriends in front of you. You expected to see them dressed in how they left your house— sweatpants and hoodies but instead they were wearing their white masks and all-black outfits. Their masks were splattered all over with blood, and Steve's robe was slightly torn.

“What… have you done?” you asked with a puzzled and concerned expression on your face. You usually knew exactly what your boys were up to. But not this time. This was new for you— it made you nervous.

“You know, baby, sometimes people need to be put in their place” Steve said while removing his tattered robe, revealing his bare upper body.

“Did you- did you do something to Jason?” you stammered with a soft but troubled voice, looking up at them with big eyes.

“You don’t have to worry about that anymore” Steve said coldly, not showing any emotion at all. You felt yourself becoming furious with them and couldn't comprehend why they had done it—in your eyes, Jason had done nothing wrong.

“Jason didn’t deserve it— he didn’t even do anything!” you protested, glaring angrily in their direction.

“Your friend Jason, didn’t understand that you are ours” Eddie said as he sat down next to you on the bed, looking at you through his mask while he gently dragged a knife across your jawline without harming you, “and you clearly don’t understand that well enough either, sweetheart”

Fuck both of them. They couldn’t just kill anyone that comes near you. God, you felt so angry… but you also couldn’t ignore the wetness in your panties increasing, as you felt yourself become more aroused. Steve approached you and lifted your head with his finger as you looked up at your masked boyfriend.

“Are you going to show us who you belong to?” you nodded up at him as you gave him a puppy-like stare, gradually feeling your anger fade. You knelt in front of him on the bed as he undid his belt and slipped his pants and boxers down. His cock sprung free, given how erect he already was, precum leaking from the tip. Steve chuckled from behind his bloody mask as he watched you practically drooling at the sight.

“So pretty” Eddie praised from beside you, taking the knife from your jaw and placing it next to him as he moved to behind you, grabbing your hair and holding it up in a ponytail. You moved your mouth to Steve’s dick, spitting on it before wrapping your lips around him. He hissed at the sensation, throwing his head back as you began to bob your head faster, “F-fuck!”

Eddie lifted his mask slightly before giving you hickeys all over your exposed neck while he was still holding your hair and his other hand kneading your breasts. His hand slowly moved to your core, feeling your wetness through your underwear.

“Fuck, so wet already, huh?” Eddie chuckled in a low voice.

“Such a slut for us” Steve said from under his mask, his voice slightly muffled.

After a while, Steve felt himself getting close so he pushed you off him and turned you around so you were on your hands and knees. He motioned at Eddie to give him something— Eddie understood immediately, handing the knife to him. Steve admired you for a moment, before forcefully cutting your panties and bra and tossing them around the room.

“Hey! Those were expensive!” you yelled angrily. Eddie stroked the side of your face and shushed you, “Don’t worry baby. We will buy you new ones. As many as you want”

Before you could say anything else, Steve’s fingers teased your folds and massaged your clit before pushing two fingers inside you. Eddie grabbed your face and kissed you roughly, causing you to moan into the kiss as Steve added another finger. You clenched around his fingers as he quickened his pace. He skilfully curled his fingers up in an instant, brushing over that one part inside of you before you felt an unfamiliar but euphoric feeling starting to arise, a feeling you couldn’t stop as you felt an intense orgasm wash over you— intenser than usual. You tried to regain your breath while you heard Steve chuckle from behind you.

“Holy fuck, she squirted all over me” Steve exclaimed in disbelief as Eddie's mask was still slightly lifted, revealing a smile while he murmured a “good girl”.

“Make me feel good baby” Eddie said before putting the mask back on. There was something about it. Something about them fucking you in their masks that made you absolutely weak in the knees— and they knew it all too well.

You undressed Eddie, taking off his pants, boxers and robe as you felt Steve tease your folds with his dick, making you grow impatient and whine.

“Not yet baby. I need to see those pretty lips around Eddie first” Steve instructed as you wrapped your hand around Eddie’s erection, stroking it before putting your mouth around him. Eddie’s hand moved to your head, grabbing a handful of your hair as his eyes fluttered shut. Steve pushed into you in one quick thrust, forcing you to moan around Eddie as he felt the vibrations.

Steve’s hand reeled back before you felt a stinging pain on your ass, making you jolt forward on Eddie’s dick. Not much later you felt another slap, “You. Are. Ours” Steve groaned in between each hit. Steve reached over you towards Eddie, lifting both their masks and making out with him passionately, all while still mercilessly thrusting into you from behind. You felt yourself so close to your release, as Steve kept hitting that spot inside you that made you see stars. It felt so fucking good. Your orgasm was just about to hit you when he suddenly pulled out, causing you to whine around Eddie’s cock.

Steve grabbed your hair and lifted your head up, “You know Eddie, I still don’t think she gets it” Eddie chuckled, knowing what he was hinting at as your brows furrowed.

“Come sit on my lap, princess” Eddie instructed as you hovered over him and steadied yourself by placing your hands on his shoulders before he guided you slowly onto his dick. You felt him so deep inside of you while you rested your head in the crook of his neck.

“I think she needs both of us inside her to remind her how good we can make her feel” Steve said, causing your eyes to widen. You weren’t new to anal, not at all. But them inside you at the same time was new to you. It made you slightly nervous but god, just the thought of it, to be able to feel both your boyfriends at the same time, sounded like heaven to you.

After waiting for a moment for you to say anything, Steve grabbed the lubricant from your nightstand when you remained silent. You always felt secure with them since the three of you had a safe word to use if you needed to stop or didn't want to do something, so they knew that if you didn’t feel comfortable, you would let them know at all times.

“Don’t be nervous, baby” Eddie said before he lifted his mask and kissed you passionately to calm your nerves. Steve rubbed himself in lube before lining himself up in front of your entrance and pushing into you slowly. You bit down on Eddie’s shoulder, not used to the sensation you’re experiencing. Steve was now fully inside you as he waited for you to adjust to the feeling.

After a while, you nodded, and Steve and Eddie both began to move carefully to make sure they were not hurting you in any way. Your mouth fell wide open at the sensation of them stretching you out completely from both holes. They could feel each other move against each other through the thin flesh that separated them, only adding to the immense pleasure they were already feeling.

“Such a fucking whore, having two dicks inside of her” Steve groaned, his hands on your hips as he increased his pace, causing your vision to blur. Eddie’s hands cupped your face before kissing you again while thrusting up faster, forcing you to break the kiss and moan loudly.

“She’s doing so good, right Stevie?” Eddie said as he looked deep into your hazy eyes. Your head felt like it was spinning at this new sensation. It was indescribable how amazing it felt and you couldn’t get enough.

“So fucking good for us” Steve agreed as he moved his hand beneath you to your core, rubbing fast circles on your sensitive clit while maintaining his brutal pace. It was becoming too much when both of them hit that one spot inside you, sending you over the edge. You moaned loudly, your eyes shut while your nails dug into Eddie’s shoulders before you collapsed on top of him. Not much later, both of them came as well, emptying themselves deep within your holes, causing you to whimper in overstimulation.

The three of you froze for a moment, trying to catch your breath before both of them took off their masks and tossed them aside. They slowly pulled out before Steve grabbed a towel to clean you up and came to lay down with you, kissing the both of you.

You held both boys close to you while they wrapped their arms around you.

“Oh my god… that was amazing” you exclaimed with a smile on your face, “but no more killing for no fucking reason!” you said sternly, gazing at both of them with a frown.

“What do you mean, ‘no reason’? He gave you very delicious cupcakes, y/n. You know we can’t bake that well” Eddie joked, giving you a kiss on your forehead before Steve agreed with a smile, “Eddie's right, he almost stole you from us with those damn cupcakes. We simply had to do something”

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a/n: thank you @niyahwhoreworld for coming up with the title for this fic!!! <33

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Also going with the idea with the Eddie and Steve finding out what y/n did to both thingy I wanted to add there sub/dom thingy

Mean!dom!eddie, Mean!Dom!steve, sub!reader

I WANT THEM BOTH RN ☹️ they can do anything to me they want idc idc

Bucket of Sunshine Part 2: Polite

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A/N: This is a mini series so there’s only 3 parts left so hope y’all enjoy this intro into Eddie’s personality☀️

*Eddie needs you to know he’s not a nice guy but you’re just not buying it*

Scare Cute - Eddie’s Night

Pairing: Eddie Munson x reader

Summary: You visit a haunted house attraction with friends and there’s one particular scarer who seems determined to give you a fright.

Contains: fluff, allusions to feelings of arousal, blood (fake), weapons (fake), flirting, allusions to smut

Word count: 1.6k+

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A/N: this is based on the time I went to a haunted house and the scarer couldn’t scare me because I was too busy recovering from when he growled at me lol (he got me in the end though) dedicated to my Betty Spaghetti 😘 and a thank you to my beta readers @lilthbunny @probablyin-bed and @tylevx you guys are wonderful

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The interior of the building was dark and loud as it filled with eerie music, screams of fright, and the chattering of voices who waited for their turn to witness the terror inside the infamous Hawkins Houses of Horror. It was Hawkins' most popular attraction during the fall season and the only reason you made the 40-minute trip to the small town. It was a tradition for you and your friends to visit their annual haunted house together to ring in the spooky season.

The town had put together multiple haunted houses, all with their own theme. There was The Dollhouse of Dread, The Manor of Souls, The Witches Curse, and your favorite the Massacre at the Farm. You always started with the Dollhouse first before you made your way through the others, knowing it was the least intense of all of them. You were never an easy scare, using horror movies to help you sleep at night.

As you waited outside the first house you saw a few scare actors wandering the main area and trying to scare those waiting in line. There was one actor in particular who seemed rather skilled at it. He always seemed to pick the perfect time, always catching the poor bystanders off guard. But you saw him coming.

He slammed the head of his scythe on the ground beside you, making a loud clanking sound. Your friends flinched and one of them even yelped. But you merely looked at him, taking in his appearance. A burlap sack made into a mask was over his face, blood smattered across it with the mouth stitched shut. His overalls were torn up and covered in fake blood as well. He leaned in close to you, hay poking out of his sleeve with long-fingered hands reaching for you but never touching. The horrific scarecrow before you stared you down, deep brown eyes barely visible from behind the mask. But you stood your ground, with a smile on your face.

“Hi,” you beamed at him. His face was now inches from yours. So close you could feel his hot breath on your face. No scarer had ever gotten so close to you before. Just as you were about to say something else to the looming figure a guttural growl slipped past his lips.

Your heart picked up in tempo, but you weren’t scared. Your eyes widened for a second as your thighs instinctually clenched together. As heat rose in your cheeks he pulled away, eyeing you over once more before he went on his way to scare more people. You sighed deeply through your nose once he was gone. Your friends didn’t seem to notice your reaction to the scarecrow man, and you were thankful for that knowing the relentless teasing they would unleash onto you if they did.

You went through the Dollhouse, your friends getting spooked when a kid who you didn’t see coming crawled across the floor in front of you, asking you to play. But you remained unphased and joked that you already had plans. The next house you got through relatively quickly and moved on to wait in line for the third, the Witches Curse. You and your friends chatted amongst each other as you waited your turn to enter.

Then you saw him out of the corner of your eye. He approached you slowly, but you remained still and kept looking towards your friends to let him think you hadn’t noticed him yet. He came up right beside you and suddenly got in your face, slamming his scythe on the ground once again to make you jump. You turned to him, giggling lightly as you said, “Oh you’re back!” He responded with a snarl, long fingers curling by your face almost brushing your cheek. You shivered from the proximity.

“See you at the Farm,” he whispered. Your breath hitched in your throat at his voice, deep, smooth, and full of warmth. For a moment you could have sworn he winked at you. Then he was gone again, sneaking up behind an unsuspecting man and making him scream in fright.

“Poor guy,” one of your friends tutted. “All he wants is one little scare and you won’t even give him that.”

You merely shrugged, trying to catch your breath from hearing his voice.

You and your friends made it through the third house. Your mind was in another place during your trek through it, trying to decipher his tone when he said he’d meet you at the farm. It was both vaguely threatening and flirtatious. A combination you were not used to. With the strangely attractive scarecrow man clouding your thoughts you barely paid attention to the scarers in the Witches Curse. One curly-haired boy in particular looked rather disappointed with himself when he didn’t scare you by jumping out at you.

The scarecrow still did not leave your mind as you waited in line for the last and final house. The Massacre at the Farm. This one was infamous. The scariest of them all. But you were far more concerned with what the scarecrow meant when he said he’d meet you here, and what you would do if he growled at you again.

You didn’t see him among the other scarers who stayed in the main area. That only made you more anxious as you stepped into the last house with your friends.

The walls of this house were designed to resemble that of an old farmhouse. Blood splattered across the walls and family portraits. The corpse of an old farmer laid across the couch, his head missing from his shoulders. As you continued through the house you entered the kitchen. A woman in a bloody apron and a ghastly scarred face wielded a knife as she rushed over to you, rambling on about the taste of your flesh and how tender you would be. Your friends jumped slightly, not expecting her approach, and quickly pulled you through that room and into a bedroom.

A young girl stood in the corner with a wicked smile on her face, her red hair pulled into pigtails while she clutched an ax in her hand.

“Papa got what was coming to him, mama said!” She shouted as she ran up to you. She raised her ax at you, but you didn’t flinch. She laughed menacingly when she saw one of your friends did. Just as you were about to leave, a man with his mouth sewn shut jumped out of the closet at you, making all your friends scream. You merely laughed along with the two scarers who chuckled diabolically as you and your friends hurried out of the room. You went down a long and dark hallway. It was so dark you could barely see your friends in front of you. The hallway led you to the final room which looked like a back porch to a farmhouse.

The ceiling was made to look like the night sky and ahead of you was a hallway whose walls were made from walls of corn stalks. It was an incredibly narrow space, so much so that you and your friends decided to go through it in a single file line. You slowly made your way through the twisting maze when a sudden rumbling noise had you whipping around in the direction of it. But there was nothing behind you. When you turned back around your friends were gone.

“Guys?” you called out to them, but there was no response. You continued down the narrow path, your hair stood on end from the sudden disappearance of your friends. For the first time, you started to feel uneasy, not understanding where your friends had gone. Once you saw the end of the maze you quickened your pace. At the end of the maze was a room made to look the center of it. A scarecrow sat in the center strung up on some t-shaped planks. Your mind was brought back to the scarecrow man from the waiting area. You hadn’t seen him since his mildly threatening promise. It put you on edge, but you decided not to dwell on it when you saw the exit sign in front of you.

But before you could make it a figure came out from the shadows suddenly holding a large object over your head, your back hit the wall as you cowered and let out a scream. Your arms went up instinctively to cover your face, but a chuckle had you pulling them down and opening your shut eyes.

The scarecrow man from before loomed over you.

He pulled his mask off his face. His forehead glistened with sweat, bangs sticking to his skin as his brown eyes looked down at you. His lips spread out into a mischievous smirk.

“What’s wrong darlin’?” he teased, putting his hand against the wall above your head as he leaned into you. “You scared?”

“You asshole!” you pushed him away by his shoulders and he laughed as he stumbled back. “You can’t do that!”

He grinned at you, pushing his sweaty bangs off his forehead. “Couldn't let you ruin my reputation as the best scarer,” he winked at you, causing a flutter in your chest.

“Now, what do you say you give me your number and the next time I growl for you I won’t be in this silly costume.”

You hummed, sliding a finger under one of the straps of his overalls. “I don’t know,” you shrugged. “I kind of like the costume.”

“Yeah?” He replied, his voice low and quiet. “I get off in 10 minutes. Meet me in the parking lot?”

“Will you wear the mask?”

“Fuck, I knew there was a reason I liked you.”

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Maneater | Billy Hargrove x demon!reader NSFW (18+ ONLY)

There’s a new girl in town…and she’s got a killer beauty routine.

AKA Billy x Jennifer’s Body style reader

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@smenny @infinitelyforgotten @littlewinter1917 @djiafjaidjcj

Warnings: violence, cannibalism (sorta? Reader is a demon so technically not?) eating people lol, sexual talk, flirtin, smut

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You always felt your best after a good night’s beauty sleep, your usual skincare routine, and devouring a boy or two. Sure, it was a little unorthodox, and it was the result of a virgin sacrifice gone wrong (seriously, how did those creepy band dudes think you were a virgin? Ouch), but it was your thing now, and you were totally owning it.

The best part? You wouldn’t have any problems finding fresh meat in your new home of Hawkins, Indiana, because you knew that no matter where you went, there were always going to be stupid, horny boys just begging for you to play around in their chest cavities. You could go just about anywhere and still be able to do your thing, and even though you were in the middle of buttfuck nowhere Indiana, you were excited to check out the locals. Maybe size them up.

Look for someone yummy.

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Want Eddie to smack the shit outta me and call me his filthy Little whore

ME TOO BESTIE ME TOO… that man can do anything to me he wants. i want him to pull my hair, call me names, slap my face and finger me until i’m crying from overstimulation. i can just imagine the smirk he has on his face while doing it, though. or his deep voice when he whispers “dirty slut” in your ear as you feel his hot breath on your skin. or the condescending chuckles that leave his mouth when tears roll down your face. goodbye.