#eddie the bloody handed

[kryptidkowgirl]

Okay so this comment had me SCRAMBLING for my pen.

[moonlightsolo]

eddie the bloody-handed

summary: your boyfriend, eddie, sacrifices himself in the upside down to keep you and dustin safe- but when you finally go back for him, something else has taken his place.

pairing: vampire!eddie x female reader

warnings: graphic depictions of blood, death, angst, mourning of a character, major spoilers for vol. 2, kinda villain!eddie at the end but with good morals

note: said i was gonna take a long break, but i couldn't help myself when this idea came up. also thinkin about a part 2???

all you feel is pain. pain as your heart wrings in your chest, as if it will burst at any moment. pain from your lungs not allowing you to take a full breath. pain as your bones ache with grief while you scream out for your dying boyfriend, watching him choke out his last breath.

eddie's body sits limp and heavy in your arms, erratic pleas tumbling from your lips. your hands cup his bloodied face as sobs roll out one after another, searching his still face for any sign of life.

“no, eddie! please! wake up!” your voice echoes in the alternate dimension, coughing hoarsely from the phlegm building in your throat. 

“we have to go. right now. nancy's plan didn't work." steve’s worried eyes come into view in front of you, wide and full of fear. 

"why didn't you just run?" you cry out to eddie, fists desperately grasping at his leather jacket.

harrington stands up after you ignore him, taking a step behind you. his arms swoop under your arms to pull you up to your feet unwillingly, “what?! no!” your voice shrieks in protest. your legs kicking as you fight against his efforts, “steve, please!” you suck in a wheezy breath, your chest shaking and bottom lip quivering. with a grunt, you press a kiss against eddie’s still warm forehead. 

before you’re overtaken by steve’s strength, you yank an arm away from his hold to run your fingers through eddie’s unruly hair you’ve grown to love, “i love you, my sweet eds.” your watery eyes blink out numerous tears above him. the liquid slides off your face and onto eddie’s cheeks, carving tracks through the blood and dirt dormant on his skin. your body goes slack, succumbing to the battle. 

“i’m so sorry.” his voice cracks, the thunder rumbles above you two as your feet drag against the pavement. steve sniffles as he helps you up the stairs of the munson’s trailer, towards the gate in the living room. steve's emotions are getting the best of him. he would never want to do this to one of his best friends, if it wasn't a life or death situation.

the rest of the group has already climbed through with a new rope they found. the discarded one sits beneath the gate, causing the memory of eddie slicing it to save you and dustin to flash in your mind. 

another hiccup tumbles from your lips. a wet sniffle honks from your nose in attempt to suck up the mucus leaking from your nostrils. 

steve aids in helping you climb, his hands sitting respectfully on your waist. “steve… i can’t leave him.” you whimper quietly under your breath, pausing your climbing to glance down.

“i know, honey. i know, just- get through this part and we’ll come back for him. it’s not safe for us to be down here right now.” his thumb rubs your sides in attempt to comfort you, urging you to keep moving. 

your head nods, taking a deep shuttering breath before continuing your climb. small puffs of strained breath fall past your lips until you’re flipped right side up, back hitting the mattress that’s laid out on the ground.

robin’s hand reaches out for you, helping you up to your feet to allow steve to fall through. the floor rumbles beneath your feet, making you second guess if you’re still in the upside down. 

the things around eddie’s trailer begin to tremble, glass clatters and the objects on the wall swing. your eyes dart around at the people around you, their face mimicking your panic-stricken one. 

“steve! hurry up!” nancy shouts at him through the portal, making him quicken in pace, “i’ll be right back!” you announce as you turn on your heel.

“no! y/n! shit- what is she doing? there’s an actual natural disaster happening right now!” robin rants, loud voice slightly cracking as she follows. your legs quickly carry you back to eddie’s room, but not without tumbling into the walls from the force of the ground shaking beneath you. 

the modular home whines and cracks around you as your body frantically pushes through his door. 

the smell of his familiar cologne, weed and tobacco instantly smacks you in the face. tears instantaneously fall down your face, you stumble up to his electric guitar sitting pretty on the wall. 

“come on! we need to go!” dustin screams at you and robin from the other room. the urgency makes you reach out for the instrument, slipping the strap over your head. 

the dresser falls forward, drawers clattering as they fall out onto the floor of his room. you lunge forward to catch it before it could hit the ground, robin runs up to your side to help you keep it steady. 

“i think we really, really need to go. like right now, right now!” her voice is strained with panic. 

“i can’t leave without some of his stuff.” you huff out, dropping to your knees to vigorously search through his pile of clothes on the floor. 

you find two of your favorite band tees before standing up swiftly, snatching his cologne that has fallen to the ground on the way up. robin stands back to let the wardrobe fall, stumbling backwards to clutch your upper arm. 

she starts to lead you down the hallway, but a fallen polaroid catches your eye. you reach down as you run out of the room, snatching the flimsy photo. your eyes glance over it, a teary smile coming to your face when you realized what it is. 

eddie is laying down in his bed with you, arm around your shoulders as you hide your face in his chest. he’s playfully sticking his tongue out at the camera, his hand on your shoulder in a rocker gesture. your poor boy, oh how you wish he would have just ran. 

“holy shit! holy shit!” robin screams, her hectic pace quickens even faster. her scared voice makes you follow her eyes to peer at the ceiling, seeing that the gate has spread down the hallway. 

“come. on! come on!” harrington waves you down from the front doorway, screaming at you both to hurry up. robin practically flies past steve, hopping past the steps instead of using them. 

your arm is tugged along with her, so you have no choice but to follow her movements. you slide into the middle seat of nancy’s car. eyes watching as the gate burns a hole right through the top of the beloved trailer. 

once steve hops into the passenger seat, wheeler screeches out of the grass, punching the gas as she speeds out of the trailer park. 

all three of you in the back turn around to watch the gate crack the home in half, spreading to the ground outside. your heart aches as all the memories you shared with eddie are destroyed- just like that. you sorrowfully turn back around, sinking in your seat as tears silently run down your warm cheeks. 

“everything… is just gone…” you whisper out, fingernails digging into your knees caps through your jeans. dustin tackles your side with a hug, holding onto you desperately as he cries against your shoulder.

he didn’t even have to talk for you to wrap your arms around the boy, the silence in the car is deafening as you comfort each other. 

the ride home is dreadful. the rest of the party was informed that max was taken to the hospital, and the town is completely destroyed from all the gates merging. 

the next few days are even worse. half of hawkins population has been relocated to the high school. where you were involuntarily volunteered to help out, since it’ll be ‘good for you’ to get out.

you’re busy slumming out peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for the people of hawkins, working in a machine-like routine. robin is occupied with vicki, and steve is somewhere folding clean donated clothes. 

how is this supposed to help? it’s making you feel worse. you’d rather be absentmindedly strumming chords on the guitar instead of-

your running thoughts pause when you notice a crowd forming around the large windows. 

the knife in your hand clatters to the table below you before you run past robin to push through the crowd. your heartbeat pounds against your ears, ignoring the clamor of the people you’re pushing out of the way. 

you come to a clearing, noticing steve staring out the window in the front. you reach out to grip his shoulder to pull yourself to him, stumbling forward out of the packed crowd. his hand instinctively grabs yours to bring you closer to him, holding onto you protectively. 

when you’re close enough, you finally realize why everyone has gathered. to other people, it seems like it’s snowing, but to you and your friends, the familiar upside down dust is floating freely in the air. 

“steve…” you breathe out, hand gripping his just as harshly, “what’s going on?”

he turns his head, giving you a look that makes fear travel down your spine, “i think.. it’s merging with our world. another gate must’ve opened.” 

the sound of another gate opening makes you perk up, mind cranking with millions of thoughts. steve realizes what just clicked in your mind, but he’s too slow to react. you’ve already pulled your hand away from him, and started pushing back through the crowd. 

you need to find this gate in hawkins, you need to find eddie. 

steve calls out your name repeatedly, not having the best luck weaving and bobbing through the crowds as he chases after you. 

your feet take off in a sprint, dodging numerous children and people as you make your way through the maze of corridors in the high school. the area is heavily guarded by military personnel; which means you need to find a way past them. 

you burst through the front doors of the school, trotting quickly down the steps. the door behind you bangs open, a panting steve emerging as he weakly screams your name. 

you stop in your tracks, turning around to look at him with a stern glare.

“steven, you can either you help me, or you can ignore what i’m doing and go back to folding clothes.” you breathe out heavily, giving him an ultimatum. 

he marches up to you, face twisted with frustration, “i don’t think you realize how dangerous it’s going to be to go back! i mean- seriously? there’s militia everywhere, they will shoot-!” 

“you can lecture me all you want, harrington, but you will not change my goddamn mind.” 

steve groans in annoyance, looking up at the darkened sky, “you obviously know i’m not going to let you do this by yourself, right?” he mutters, stressfully running his hand through his hair as he drops his head to stare at his feet. 

a small grin curls up on one side of your mouth, your hands rest proudly on your hips, “i seriously love you, steve. now let’s go.” you slap your hand into his to pull him to your car but he doesn’t budge. 

“we can’t do this alone.” 

steve corrals robin and dustin from inside the school, gives nancy a call, but she refuses to help anyone go back into that hell. (that’s her exact words)

dustin knows exactly where eleven’s hideout is, so steve drives there with the help of dustin’s directions. the car rolls up to a very old, almost destroyed cabin. 

the inter-dimensional dust seems to be thicker around this part, and there’s nobody to be found. “come on.” you usher, hopping out of the backseat to run towards the house. you knuckles rap against the wooden door, but to no avail. 

you hop down the steps, ignoring the rest of them to run around back. you notice a trail that leads through the forest, so you opt to follow it; even with steve’s fatherly protests. 

it seems like you’re going the right way since the dust is growing thicker, almost as if a gate is nearby. you come across a clearing, a grassy hill scattered with wildflowers. the scene behind it catches your eye, dark smoke billows into the sky from the cracked open earth. 

it resembles a scene out of a fantasy book, like lava is spewing from the depths of the planet. the group is standing farther down the hill, surrounding something on the ground. 

you run up to them, chest constricting with anxiety as you grow closer. there it is- the gate.

the people around you call your name in surprise from your arrival, but it falls upon deaf ears. every form of self-preservation is screaming at you to not jump through, but your heart aches for eddie; to find him and put his body to rest.

as you’re about to step through the gate, your body is held captive by someone gripping the back of your metallica t-shirt, “what do you think you’re doing?” 

your head spins around to the person holding you back, seeing hopper, alive and well. “oh my god!” you shriek, throwing yourself at the man who quickly hugs you back with a hearty laugh. 

“hey kid. how you doing?” his deep voice rumbles. this doesn’t seem real. 

the floodgates let loose, tears soaking into his shirt. “i’m terrible.” you sniffle, wiping your nose with your hand, “my boyfriend… he- he died in there.” you point back at the gate with your lip quivering. 

“i want to get him. bring him back to give him a proper burial. i just- i left him in there.” you sob, digging your face into his chest. 

“hey, hey. i don’t think going back there is the best idea right now. we need a plan.”

you pull away from him, eyebrows furrowed in frustration, “i do have a plan. i’ve been thinking about it for days. i know what i need to do.” you pull away from him, turning on your heel to stare down directly into the gate. 

it seems as if everything slows down around you. before you could decide if you want to jump into it, a tentacle from the gate whips out at your foot. the slimy extremity spirals up your leg to grip your body, pulling you harshly to the ground. 

a scream leaves your mouth as you’re tugged towards the mouth of it, “no!” you yelp, scratching at the ground, dirt building up under your nails. you wanted to make this decision yourself, not to be forcefully taken in.

flashes of your friends running after your helpless body are seen between your head being hit repeatedly against the ground. your body is lashed around by the violent force of the creature as you fight against its efforts. 

your strength is nothing compared to it, unable to keep yourself in your own world. the tentacle tightens it’s grip on your ankle as it pulls your body into the alternate dimension. 

the thing detaches from you, throwing your body into the air as you scream into the oblivion. gravity takes over and you’re sent hurling towards the ground. your side slams into the solid terrain, your lungs left unable to work. 

all the air is punched out of your body, instantly struggling to breathe as you army crawl away from the insistent tentacle. “augh- fuck.” you wheeze, unable to take a fully deep breath from the air being knocked out of you.

you roll onto your back, looking over at the gate that’s sealing up in the ground. the once colorful flowers around you seem to have molded and withered away, the sky is dark and menacing, lightning flashing red. 

your consciousness seems to fade in and out, head twirling dizzily. you blink in attempt to clear your fuzzy eyesight, lungs finally regaining some strength. 

your hand rests on your chest as you breathe in all the upside down grime. you close your eyes for a moment to try and relax, taking in deep and slow yet painful breaths. 

something above you blasts air in your face, making you gasp and whip your eyes open. the dark silhouette of a large bat-like creature in the sky is shown by the flashing lightning. 

adrenaline kicks in your nervous system, activating your fight or flight response. your legs scramble beneath you as the bat nose dives, and barrels down right towards you. 

“shit shit shit shit!” you screech when you notice it growing closer, hands coming up to hide your face. it’s cold grasp embraces your body, trapping your arms by your sides and lifting you up into the sky.

the freezing air whips through your hair, your eyes hesitantly squint open to look around you. red flashes in the clouds you’re flying through, making your body tremble with fear. even with the cold temperature of the sky, sweat pools on the back of your neck.

the monster soars through the air, it’s fur slightly tickling your nose. since you’re pressed into it’s chest, you didn’t dare to look up at its face. you’re not dead… yet, so you decide to glance at your attacker. 

it seems almost human like- it’s skin is soft, yet deathly pale, almost grey. it’s wearing a bloodied white shirt, it’s scarred sides in full view from the torn holes. you realize that it’s not fur, it’s curly hair that adorns it’s head. 

oh my god. 

the jawline, the hair, the ripped up hellfire club shirt… 

“eddie?” you scream out over the loud wind in your ears. instantly, tears spring to your eyes as you wiggle in his grasp to bring one of your hands out. his tight grasp doesn’t budge, not letting you move as he traps you against his chest. 

eddie drops beneath the clouds, making you squeal from the feeling in your abdomen. his arms tighten protectively around you before his wings widen, stopping the airflow to gently lower you both to the ground. 

once your feet touch the grass, you stumble backwards to fully look at him. it’s eddie, but he doesn’t look like your eddie. his skin is much paler, clothes torn where he was bitten by the demo-bats, wings folded fingertips black with long dark nails, and leather jacket scuffed and ripped from his protruding wings. 

“eds?” you call out his name again, stepping forward with your hand out. his head hangs, frizzy hair covering his face as he shakes and grips the roots at the top of his head.

“baby, please. look at me.” your voice whimpers out desperately, tears running down your cheeks. 

“stay away!” he raises his voice, making you stop in your tracks. his shoulders quiver as he silently cries into his hands, “i’m a monster. i don’t want you to see me like this. why did you come back?”

you take another careful step towards him, waiting for him to tell you no before you take another one, “my love. you’re not a monster.” you mutter with a breathy laugh. 

his head lifts up, looking at you with bright glossy red eyes instead of the dark brown ones you’ve grown so fond of. you stop to stare at him, looking over his slightly sunken cheeks. his perfect lips are still plump, and slightly pink. 

“but i am.” he talks, flashing his pearly fangs in his mouth. the sight makes your blood run cold, but you refuse to let him know that it terrifies you. 

“no, eds. you’re not.” you shake your head with a watery smile, reaching both your hands out for him. his bright eyes dart towards you, then to your hands then back down to his.

shakily, he lifts his arms so his hands were hovering above yours, fingertips grazing against each other’s. you slightly raise your hands, fingers wrapping around his slender wrists. the temperature of his skin is a great contrast to yours. it feels as if he’s been outside in the snow all day.

“i don’t wanna hurt you, sweetheart.” his voice is timid, quiet and scared. 

“you won’t. i know you won’t.” you let your hands travel up his familiar arms, feeling the muscles and once full veins under his skin. you let your hands travel to his waist, pulling yourself towards him to embrace his rigid body. 

at first, he’s tense when your body presses into his, but he soon softens against your touch. he nuzzles his nose into your hair, letting out a relieved shaky breath. “god, i missed you so much.” 

“eds, you died in my arms. i thought i was never going to see you again.” you mumble into his dirty shirt, voice muffled. 

“i did, but i woke up once you left. i turned into... whatever this is,” he motions to his body, “think i’m part demo-bat, or somethin’.” he chuckles, fluttering his wings behind him. 

“like kas the bloody-handed, from d and d.” 

“kas?” he tilts his head back to look at you with a sly smirk, “hearing you say that was so sexy.” 

“only learned from the best.” you bring your pointer finger up to poke his nose, making his face scrunch up. 

“can i kiss you or will you bite me?” 

“maybe i will… maybe i won’t.” he shrugs playfully, gripping your hips to pull you closer. his infamous smirk makes your stomach flutter with butterflies. 

you stand slightly on the tips of your toes, craning your neck up to peck a wary kiss against his cool lips. he chuckles against you, dipping down to catch his lips with yours again.  

the temperature sends a shock down your spine, goosebumps rising on the surface of your skin. his nails slowly drag up the back of your arm, making another shiver wrack through your body. 

the sharpness of his fangs press into your bottom lip as he deepens the kiss, wiggling his tongue past your lips to press against yours. 

eddie’s hands glide down your sides to rest on the swell of your ass, squeezing the plushy flesh there. his wings flap happily behind him, curling in around your bodies to shield you both from the surroundings. 

you pull back from the kiss, eyes fluttering open to look around, noticing the fleshy wings circled around you. “eds, you’re so beautiful.” you stare up into his crimson irises, bringing a hand up to cup his cheek. 

the boy nuzzles his cheek into your palm like a puppy, happy to be here with you in this moment. touching you, feeling your warm skin under his icy fingertips. 

the crunch of footsteps behind you makes him tug you against his chest possessively, wings tightening around your body to hide you as he whips around towards the sound. 

eddie lets out a loud hiss, showing his fangs at the aggressors in front of him. his eyes are intimidating, baring his teeth as he tries to ward off the intruders. 

“hey, hey, hey!” someone attempts to calm him down, their voice deep and muffled by something. “we don't want to hurt you. we’re looking for someone! a girl. she came in here, did you see her?” 

his eyes flicker between the people, muscles softening against you. his wings slowly unravel, letting you in view. when you turn on your heel, you don’t exactly recognize them at first. 

two men are standing in front of you, clothed in protective gear, flashlights and weapons in hand and bandanas over their nose and mouth. “steve? hopper?” you breathe out, squinting to get a better look. 

“hey, yeah- it’s us.” steve’s eyes flicker to eddie, looking fearful of the winged man. “harrington?” eddie calls out with a shocked tone, hands on his hips as he leans forward to stare at him for a moment.

“should’ve known by the hair.” he gestures with a twirl on top of his own head, “sorry, buddy.” he chuckles, “didn’t mean to scare ya.” 

“what happened?” harrington asks, eyes raking over munson’s silhouette with a frightened look. 

“long story short… those uh bats? turned me into a vampire, kind of thing.” he nods his head once he thinks he explained it good enough, pursing his lips awkwardly. 

“y/n. we have to go. you can’t stay here, come on.” hopper waves his hand as he moves toward you. 

your eyebrows furrow, taking a step towards eddie. “i’m not leaving him. i just got him back.” you wrap your arms around his side. 

eddie pulls you in protectively as hopper sighs and takes another slow step towards you both, “i don’t want to fight with you, let’s just go. it’s not safe.” 

“excuse me. i don’t know who you are, but she says she doesn’t want to go, and frankly, i don’t want her to either.” eddie grows more and more protective by the moment, upper lip slightly twitching as he yearns to snarl. 

the man completely disregards eddie, “did you not hear me correctly? it’s. not. safe. you can’t be breathing in all this shit for a long period of time.” hopper grows impatient, his broad shoulders huffing. 

steve is behind him, eyes darting nervously between everyone as he stays quiet. “you gonna help me, or what, kid?” hopper shouts back at steve who clears his throat and steps forward. 

“yeah, uh. you should probably listen to him.” 

“or what?” you snap back, chest rising and falling quicker as anger brews deeply inside of you. 

“or i’m going to drag your ass out of here.” jim states, obviously loosing his cool. 

“over my dead body.” eddie steps forward, almost chest to chest with the taller man. his fangs slightly show as he finally snarls at him. 

hopper let’s out a chuckle, but not one that’s sounds like you just told him a joke. “huh, okay.” his hand rests on the weapon in the holster of his waist. 

“eddie. get us out of here.” you whisper up to your boyfriend, in fear for both of your safety. “hold on tight.” his arms wrap around your waist as he launches himself from the ground and into the air. 

“hey?! hey!” hopper and steve yell at you both, watching from the ground as eddie disappears into the clouds. 

your body shivers from the below freezing temperatures of the high altitude, gripping his body for some sort of solace. 

“hold on, baby. tryna find your house.” he dips beneath the clouds, eyes looking over the area until he finds your home. he drops to the ground, leading you up to your doorstep. 

eddie pushes open the front door, letting you walk inside first before following behind. he locks the door behind you both, letting you look around at your home. 

“it’s like mine… but different.” you breathe out, walking up the steps to find your room. eddie folds his wings behind his back as he follows you up the staircase. 

the door to your bedroom is already cracked open, letting you slip inside easily. the bed is messy and thankfully not covered in vines, “i’ve been staying here. since mine got destroyed by the giant gate.” he clears his throat awkwardly, watching you as you peer at all your familiar things. 

“can you sleep?” you ask, turning to look at him leaning against the doorway. 

“nope, i tried.” he huffs, rolling his eyes, “doesn’t mean i can’t cuddle with you while you do.” his eyes perk up, awaiting for your answer with a little smile. 

“of course, darling. you can always cuddle me.” you plop on the bed, patting the empty space beside you. 

eddie sulks up to you, sinking into the soft mattress. “you know, i tried to leave through a gate and it burned me. i mean, i healed quickly, but it hurt like a mother-fucker.” 

your worried eyes flash to him, “wait- you can’t leave?”

he shrugs in response, gulping when he notices your emotions growing stronger, “don’t worry ‘bout it right now, babe. we’ll get henderson down here and that nerd will figure something out.” he wraps an arm around your shoulders, guiding you down into the bed. 

“but for now, get some rest, okay? i can tell you’re tired.” he tucks you in under the blankets along with himself beside you. 

he stares down into your eyes as he slightly hovers above you, “everything will be okay.” he pecks your lips with a reassuring smile. 

“you’re right, we’ll figure something out.” you give him one last kiss before succumbing into his side, nuzzling against him to get comfortable enough to be able to fall asleep. 

one of his wings sneaks underneath you, wrapping around the side of your body like a canopy. he absentmindedly presses soft kisses to your face, enjoying watching you sleep.

“i love you.” he whispers to your sleeping self, before he begins to press kisses down to your jaw, making his way to your neck. 

eddie let’s his cold tongue poke over your jugular vein, feeling the heartbeat pumping blood through your body. his mouth salivates at the feeling, knowing you’ll be so tasty. you’re his girl, everything about you is tasty. 

he’s careful not to wake you up while he drags his fangs across your soft skin. every bone in his body aches to feed, to sink his teeth into you.

the animalistic urges take over, eyes tearing up from being unable to control himself. a hoarse hiss emits from his mouth, making you jolt awake. he presses his nose into your skin as you wake up, “eddie?” your pretty voice whispers out to him, pushing against his chest but he doesn’t budge. 

he trembles in your arms, lips opening to mouth at your skin, “eddie, you’re scaring me, baby. get off.” you whimper, pushing more aggressively against him. 

“i’m so sorry. i just- i can’t be without you... please forgive me. i love you.” he weeps softly in your ear. 

his words makes you go still, eyes going wide when you realize his fangs are pressing into your skin. “eddie!” you yelp once the pain grows hot on your neck, pushing your hands roughly at his chest. 

a cry tumbles past your lips, his wings curl around you to hold you steady. his strength is no match against you as he slurps at your delicious blood. 

the thick warm liquid hits his tongue, an almost orgasmic moan gurgles out against your neck, “eddie, please!“ your cries grow softer as more blood is drained from you. 

the hits against his chest slowly fade to nothing as you go limp in his arms. he pulls back instinctively with a gasp, wiping his wet mouth on the back of his hand. 

he cups your face once he realizes what he’s done, “i’m so sorry, baby. i’m so sorry.” he wails above you, wiping at the seeping blood on your neck with his hand. his thumbs swipe under your eyes to dry up your tears.

“you’ll wake up soon, sweetheart. everything will be okay.” 

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tags: @authorlovers @powerfultenderness

[xgoddessoffandomsx]

Reblog or like if you think or hope Eddie will return as Kas or at least a vampire in season 5, I wanna see how big this section of the Stranger Things fandom is

[fallen-stark]

body / e. munson

pairing: metalhead!eddie x fem!reader

summary: eddie gets caught up in the tour life, but soon realizes that a rockstar's life can get lonely without a certain someone's touch.

tags: angst but with a happy ending, a blurb of smut (mdni), overstimulation, p in v, raw doggin (like i do life), eating out, eddie being a not nice word but making it up at the end, shorter than eddie reader

word count: 2.5k

a/n: requests are open! i need something to do this weekend so let me write your dreamy dreams and make them come true. please listen to body by sinaed harnett! it helps sent the mood.

i'll give you my body, just don't tell nobody

"fuck, ed- eddie!"

sweaty limbs tangled together, eddie stilled his hips as he hit the bundle of nerves that made you lose your mind. "you like that, sweetheart?"

"yes- oh my god, yes!"

i'll give you my body

the coldness of his rings contradicted his body's warmth as he hovered over you, his hands locked on your calves- pulling them as far apart as you could take, he drove his hips into you. feeling nothing but euphoric bliss as you tightened around him, his soft moans in your ear edging you closer and closer until you couldn't take anymore.

'cause being without you is impossible

every time eddie pushed you to the edge, you swore you saw stars. your orgasm made you feel fireworks go off in your heart and on certain days, with eyes locked, you were always a millisecond away from telling eddie you were in love with him.

i'd rather be with you and be vulnerable

body limp, the cold hotel room felt empty yet his large frame lingered in your bedroom while you watched him gather his clothes, putting them on without a single glance at you.

the frown resting upon your face was noticeable but he never looked at you and he never stayed after.

eddie munson filled the empty space in your bed almost every night. many times he would crawl in, whatever intoxicant that night flowing through his veins, and just lay beside you only wanting the comforting touch you provided. other times he would climb in, high as a kite, and hold you close while he made you forget that you told yourself you were done.

you never were done. not with him. he consumed your entire being ever since the first night you watched him and his band play in small hawkins, indiana.

but you deserved better.

and you knew this.

the door closed with a loud thud, ultimately shaking you from your trance. you wouldn't have noticed the tears flowing from your eyes if the teardrop didn't land gracefully on your hand. slowly sitting up, you wiped your eyes.

this would be the last time- the last night.

"are you sure you want to do this, y/n? it's the middle of the tour," eddie's manager asked as he directed the stage crew on where certain objects needed to be placed in order for tonight's show to run smoothly.

i pretend to my friends in the meantime

"yeah, i just have some family stuff happening back home. i want to be there if shit hits the fan, you know?" you lied, your arms crossed as your index finger tapped against your skin.

joe looked at you, your expression told him all he needed to know- you were serious. "okay," he finalized, sighing. "but after tonight if you ever want to come back at any time, you let me know. okay, kid?"

smiling, you gave him a big hug. joe was like a father to you. he treated the entire crew as if they were his own children. he knew that life happens and it was how we got through it that mattered.

pulling away from the 6'6 giant, you told him you were going to get ready for your last night. you were slightly surprised at joe being completely okay with the fact you wanted to leave the tour, but you also knew that tonight was the marker of a two week break which would allow him enough time to find someone to take your spot as the opener for corroded coffin.

there, you stood in front of eddie's hotel room. your heart was beating fast. should you tell him? you should tell him. would he even care?

before you could register your body's movements, heart making the decision for you. your hand came in contact with the door, knocking three times before pulling your hand away and fidgeting with your fingers.

then she answered the door.

her hair was long and blonde, her blue eyes had oceans that consumed them. "hey," she smiled at you. "what's up?"

"oh, i- i think i have the wrong room?"

and as if the angels decided to play games with you, eddie came out of the bathroom- fully nude. towel in hand as he dried his hair from a shower he just got out of.

your breath hitched as you realized that you were, in fact, standing outside the right room and eddie was, in fact, messing around with someone else.

"i'm sorry, i- i didn't mean to intrude," you muttered as eddie came up to the door, his modesty covered by the towel that was used to dry his hair.

"yeah. maybe next time, don't," he said before closing the door. there you stood, like an idiot, still facing the closed door.

the numbness you felt was crushing. "did he really slam the door in your face?" your bass player asked as she put a fry in her mouth.

there was about an hour and a half before you all had to be back at the center.

or they'll tell me that i'm a fool

"i told you not to get involved with him," your drummer hummed as he took another bite of his burger.

your appetite was gone. if you had decided to eat before it was time for your band to perform then you were sure you would vomit every piece of burger and bun on that stage.

"yeah. tell me about it," you muttered as you sipped your water. "it's like we haven't been messing around for the last six months."

but I wouldn't be able to feel love if it wasn't for breaking rules

your friends told you to not get involved with eddie, saying it was only going to be the cause of you leaving the tour and here you were, leaving the tour.

maybe fueling the fire means i'm definitely crazy

as the van pulled into the venue, you were the last to leave the vehicle. once you stepped out of the car, you met the gaze of the man who slammed the door in your face. holding a cigarette in between his lips, he looked mesmerizing.

you told yourself that you shouldn't be hurt by his actions considering you both weren't anything but fuck buddies- and even then 'buddies' was pushing it.

but damn did he look good.

guess i'm willing to burn if you're the one who comes to save me

eddie munson was going to be the downfall of you. the way his eyes burned the side of your figure. you felt every glance, every linger- his bandmates questioning him why he was so distracted that night before the concert.

and the thought it chases me around every day

the first time you both started your little fling was in indianapolis. it was the way his stare intoxicated you to the point where his small touches around your waist to walk past you only fueled your active imagination.

that night the way he played his guitar during the set, made you think of the way his fingers could please you.

"eddie, please. i- i can't," you moaned as his fingers kept working their magic. the way they fit so perfectly in your pussy made you drip more.

"yes, you can. just one more, babygirl, one more," he whispered as his tongue found its way to your clit. you let out a soft moan, watching him eat you like you were his last meal.

that you're dangerous, but i can't resist in any way

"i need you."

"i know you do," he whispered above you, his hands slowly caressing your waist. goosebumps blossoming throughout your skin by his cold touch.

"i'll, give, you, my, body," you sang into the mic. the drums and guitars hum filling your ears as your eyes closed thinking about the way his hands touched your body.

"just, don't, tell, nobody," you emphasized the latter as your hand trailed down your body, finally opening your eyes to see the lights shining on you. "i'll, give, you, my body."

"'cause being without you is impossible," you harmonized before turning your head to the right side of the stage, meeting eye contact with eddie, "i'd rather be with you and be vulnerable."

the atmosphere felt electric, almost like the two of you were by yourselves. "familiar choreography, silence synchronicity..."

eyes locked with his. you knew what you were doing with your hand as it slithered its way up the curve of your breast, your neck, cheek, and through your hair. "only you take all of me."

the suitcases sat beside your hotel room door, ready for your departure in the early morning. joe had taken the initiative to ensure you had a plane ride back home. your band had stopped by an hour ago to say their goodbyes to you, some tears shed. then some of the crew members that you were close with also stopped by to ensure you knew that 'no one would be as cool of an opener as you were'.

yet every time a knock presented itself on your door, you hoped and wished you would be met with brown eyes.

but after an hour of waiting, he still didn't come.

you lay in your hotel bed, taking in your last night with everyone. you were sad that you were leaving the tour, your friends, eddie..

your heart skipped a beat as you lay there, hoping- wishing that he would just show. to tell you that he had feelings for you too. that it wasn't just in your head.

knock, knock, knock.

with a soft sigh, you made your way to the door. it was a quarter past two in the morning- who was even up at this hour?

gareth.

"hi. sorry, i know it's late," his hands were shoved in his jean pockets as he stood in front of you. "i just wanted to wish you luck."

a smile graced your face at his kindness for taking time to stop by and tell you bye. "thank you, gareth. it means a lot," you gave him a small hug before the two of you said your goodbye's.

you settled back into your bed, trying to get comfortable.

knock, knock, knock.

you let out a huff. all you wanted at this point was to sleep for your flight in the morning. opening the door once again, you came face-to-chest with the only person you've been waiting for.

"why didn't you tell me you were leaving?"

your eyebrows furrowed at that being the first thing he said to you, "excuse me?"

"i said-"

"no, i know what you said," you crossed your arms as you stared up at the man. "if my memory serves me correctly, i tried to."

it was his turn to huff. "when?"

"when you slammed the door in my face."

"i didn't-"

he stopped, realization hitting him like a ton of bricks. his face softening. "i'm sorry, y/n, i didn't mean to..." he trailed off.

was he serious? he just didn't mean to slam a heavy hotel room door in your face? a centimeter away from giving you a clean 'bop' on your nose. you frowned, "you didn't mean to slam the door in my face to resume whatever you were doing with your fling?"

"my fling?"

"i don't know who she is, eddie, and truthfully, i don't know why you're here... so, if you don't mind? i have a flight to catch in the morning," you stated as you began to close the door but the man was too fast.

before you could say no, eddie was in your hotel room. the door closing behind him. "eddie-"

"no, let me talk."

you sighed and went to sit at the edge of your bed, ultimately too tired to argue with him.

"do you remember that one time you fell asleep right after we had sex?" he questioned.

"yeah, and then after you were nowhere to be found?"

"yeah- sorry about that," he muttered, his hand rubbing the back of his neck.

eddie munson had never had a girlfriend or a real one at that. he had a couple of flings here and there but once he met you- they didn't matter. the woman he had in his room earlier that day was an old friend from his previous tour, and, well, very much gay. in fact, she had given eddie a whole speech when he slammed the door in your face. she told him that if he didn't get his ducks in a row, he was going to lose you. and, after hearing from gareth that you were leaving that next morning while you were performing... he didn't know what to do. he just knew he couldn't lose you.

"anyways, do you remember?"

"yes, i do but why exactly does this pertain to-"

"you drooled on me."

"i- what?!"

"you drooled on me."

embarrassment flooded your face, your cheeks immediately turning red. no wonder why he wasn't there the next morning or never stayed the night. you salivated all over the poor man.

"it was cute."

"i don't think... i don't think that's cute, eds."

his heart skipped a beat when you said his nickname. he had been called that before, yeah, but it was the way it rolled off your tongue so effortlessly like you had been saying every life he found you in.

"would you just listen to me?"

"fine," you grumbled.

"it was cute. like..." he took a deep breath. "like i wouldn't mind having you drool on me every night, or hell, even you- with me- every night."

"i just- fuck, why is this so hard?" he mumbled. you let out a small laugh before grabbing his hand and bringing him to sit at the edge of the bed with you.

"i guess what i'm trying to say is that the last few times we've... you know, canoodled. i've wanted to stay. i wanted to pull you close and kiss your forehead and tell you stupid shit like 'i love you' but i just just..."

i love you.

every kiss, every embrace, and every moment intertwined with one another had led up to this very moment... as if your souls knew that the both of you were destined to be together, but too stubborn to admit it.

he continued to ramble on, confessing everything he wanted to say to you the last few months. but finally, he stopped. looking at you... waiting for you to say anything. just one word. a simple no, or yes, to let him know where your mind was at.

and so, you kissed him, with every fiber of your entity being lit up by a thousand fireworks. you kissed him. your lips united as if aphrodite fabricated your love herself.

and she did.

[toomanyacorns]

My Fiance told me Joseph Quinn looks like a baby bison...

[e-munson666]

Bloody water 1

++Kas!Eddie Munson + F!Reader++

(After joining Vecnas army, Eddie(Kas) was ordered to enter Hawkins and slaughter a list of people for him. While he's on the hunt he runs into you, and can't help but take you for himself)

Content/Warnings ⚠️: DARK THEMES. DUBCON, blood mentioned, vampire Eddie, possessive Eddie, Eddie has wings and horns, kidnapping, language, violence, death. Once again, I don't condone the things written, fiction is fiction and nothing more.

🖤Lady Hellfire🖤

"Kas, are you listening?" Vecna grilled. Eddie, head hung low in front of him.

"Dont call me that" Eddie retorts, an unfamiliar hiss coming from his newly fanged mouth.

Vecna chuckles before continuing, "you old life is gone, you are a demon in my army now, and you will go by the name I choose do you understand, Kas"

"Yes sir" Eddie said, defeated. He knew he wasn't really Eddie anymore.....the massive fangs, the large horns on his head. The way his ears pointed now, the way his hands were blackened and his fingers pointy......all topped with the giant retractable wings he's now cursed with. He wasn't Eddie anymore.....but he didn't want to be this......

"You know your orders than?" Vecna challenged, eyeing the vampire before him.

"Yes sir, I know just where to go in town to get this done quickly."

"Good, good, but before you start.......might I suggest a midnight visit to lovers lake?" "I hear there's something extra beautiful about it that time of night, something you might find interesting" Vecna inquired, watching Eddies brow raise in confusion.

"Uh, yeah.....yes, yes sir" Eddie stutters, not understanding the reason behind Vecnas smirk. Eddie quickly spread his wings, taking off into the sky towards the lover lake gate.

*

Your not sure what possessed you to do what you were doing, maybe it was the immense stress you were dealing with from juggling college and work, but here you were.....skinny dipping alone in lovers lake....in the middle of the night.

It was still hot enough outside that the cool water didn't bother you as you slowly shifted around, sitting on your knees as the wake crashing around your neck.

You were content, feeling at peace for the first time in awhile. Unfortunately it was short lived, because you kept hearing twigs snapping all around where you were, and had the weirdest feeling you were being watched.

You were. Eddie was flying from tree to tree, marveling at how the moon illuminated the skin of your chest. "Theres something extra beautiful about it that time of night, something you might find interesting"

Vecnas words played over in his head as he studied you. You were becoming scared, feeling an unknown presence near you, your body starting to quiver at little noises around you.

Eddie smirked to himself, he dropped from his place in a tree closest to you, retracting his wings and licking his lips.

The closer he stepped to you in the water, the more intensely he could smell your blood. He wanted to taste it, swirl it around on his tongue as he lapped it from your neck.....he wanted that over and over and over again.

He had to fucking have you. You and Eddie had started hooking up right before Eddie went missing in the upside down, and he forgot how much he craved you until this moment.

He cleared his throat, watching you whip around from the sound.

"What the fuck," you yell, covering up your chest. All you could see from where you were was the outline of a person standing at the shore. A familiar outline......you swear can see a denim vest bouncing off the moonlight.

The figure takes several steps into the water before finally speaking, "dont be startled sweetheart, its just me"

That voice, that nickname......."E...Eddie?" You question, slightly shuffling forward on your knees as the figure moved towards you. You shut your eyes, swearing you were hallucinating. When you open your eye again he's right in front of you, knelt down in the water.

It was Eddie.....but something was wrong....

His skin was more pale, and......he had horns.......and his eyes.....his eyes were almost black......what happened to him?

He reached forward and grabbed your thighs, squeezing them as he lifted you up wrapping your naked body around him as he waded farther into the water.

"Eddie" you whimpered, his dark eyes never leaving yours as he crushed himself into you. When he finally got far enough into the water he flashed his pearly fangs at you, watching your eyes widen at the sight.

He couldn't help but think about how pretty you looked scared like this, and a sadistic part of him was feeding off of it. He keeps a firm hand around your waist, placing the other right on your clit, rubbing it in circles as you struggled to get away from him.

It was in this moment that you realized why he waded you farther into the water, you were short enough that your feet wouldn't touch the bottom here, and he knew he could sim much faster than you if you managed to get away from him.

He took his hand from your clit, fiddling with his belt under the water before shoving his jeans and underwear down his thighs. You started writhing even more now, softly whimpering as his arm around your waist started crushing you......he was so strong now.......

"Shhh pretty girl, its just me baby" he cooed, shoving his cock into you as you let out another loud squeal. "Didnt you miss me baby? Hmm?" He teased, stilling his movements once his full length was inside of you.

You were whining into his neck, trying to adjust to his size, to what was happening. "Eddie" you whined again, pushing away enough to look in his eyes.

They were blown wide with lust.....and something else. You caught sight of him licking one of the large fangs that protrude from his mouth, before the hand not around your waist grabbed your face. He shoved your head back, exposing your neck to him.

He could see the veins pulsating, waiting for him. He let out a growl as he sunk his teeth into you. He went into a frenzy at your taste, finally thrusting his hips, fucking into you as he attacked your neck.

You were moaning and crying, begging him not to kill you, nails digging into the back of his jacket as he fucked you.

"Shh" "you're okay baby" he says, kissing the puncture wounds he left behind, licking up little trickles of blood thay came from them.

Still deep inside you, Eddie started slowly making his way to the shore, the movement his dick made as he stepped causing more moans to come from you.

When he finally got you on the shore, he laid you down, pulling out long enough to reposition himself on top of you.

You took that moment to attempt to scoot backwards, trying to get away from him. He glanced up and saw what you were doing, chuckling to himself as he grabbed your hips and pulled you back to him.

"Dont you fuckin run from me you brat" Eddie spit, extracting his wings and wrapping them around the two of you, a solid barrier to keep you in place.

He fucked you hard and deep, until you were a crying shaking mess, several loads of his cum leaking out of you. You were so overstimulated and drained you were struggling to keep your eyes open.

Eddie helped you get dried off and dressed, removing his jacket and pants to wring them out nearly completely dry before putting them back on. You passed out as Eddie wrapped you tightly in his arms, spreading his wings and taking off into the night with you nuzzled into his chest.

After a few minutes you woke up, realizing you were fucking flying. You looked up at Eddie frantically, tightening your grip around his neck.

"Eddie....whe....where are you taking me?" You ask, trying to keep your tone neutral.

He hummed before replying flatly, "Back with me......to the upside down"

"What...wh....why?"

"Because, I've tasted you. You're mine now. Now shut up" he spits, tightening his grip around you just enough for it to hurt when you inhaled.

"M sorry Eddie, please don't squeeze me so hard" you begged trying to push against his chest. One of his long pointy hands gripped your throat tightly, cutting off all whimpers and begs.

"Shut. Up."

You nodded up at him, tears pooling in your eyes.

"Cry all you want brat, I fuckin claimed you, do you understand?"

You nodded again, which proved to not be good enough. Eddie removed his hand from your throat, raising it before giving a harsh slap to your cheek. "Words brat" he demanded

"Yes, yes sir" you cried, knowing there was no point in arguing with him. You rested your head into his chest and quietly sobbed.

"Thats what I thought" Eddie said, dipping low towards the gate to upside down, shit eating grin on his face, teeth and lips still stained with your blood.

*

Not long after Eddie got you settled into the upside down version of his trailer, Vecna showed up, knocking at the front door.

Eddie swung it open, revealing you passed out on the couch, wrapped up in a blanket so tightly you probably wouldn't be able to move once you woke up.

"I see you found your present Kas" vecna spoke, watching Eddies half shocked reaction.

"I can read your mind you know. You think of her constantly. I knew seeing her in that setting would awaken the beast inside of you I have been waiting for. Now that she is in your possession you can finally focus on the task at hand" vecna stated, placing his large hand on Eddies shoulder.

"Thank you sir" Eddie replied, a crimson gleam forming in his eyes. He was changing even more, now that he got a taste of blood....your blood.......he was morphing into an unstoppable version of what he already was, a demon, the bloody handed, Vecnas right hand man....

*

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[luciferssworld]

Can’t believe my life’s been taken over by some dude named Joe

[vecnasvampire]

today’s brain worms are making me think about the show choosing this tape

and iron maiden’s mascot (also named eddie)

but especially iron maidens 1986 album somewhere in time and the little message on the wall:

eddie lives

[nooshiesnutz]

‼️CW: BLOOD‼️

EDDIE THE BLOODY HANDED NEEDS TO BE TRUE PLEASEE

I high key hate this drawing… might do a better one soon 🧍🏽‍♀️

[kryptidkowgirl]

I’m blazed so here’s another vampire eddie

[moonlightsolo]

eddie the bloody-handed II

summary: eddie gave into his urges to feed on you, but when you wake up, are you going to be upset with him for his choice?

pairing: vampire!eddie x female reader

warnings: mention of blood, angst, depictions of pain, insinuated smut at the end, lil suggestive, reader and eddie being a cute lil vamp couple

note: thank u sososo much for all the love on the first part ily all!!!!

the venom introduced into your cardiovascular system is attacking the last of your blood cells, sizzling out the rest of the life from inside of you. your body is unable to move from being paralyzed in your own mind, your nerve-endings and consciousness screaming at you to wake up. 

blazing fire burns in your veins, as if molten lava is being pumping into your body through an intravenous needle. the severe burning sensation travels deep through your body. it's the most excruciating pain you have ever experienced throughout your entire existence.

once you change, that addicting blood of yours won’t tempt him anymore. even though, a little part in the back of his brain is whispering to him to bite you again, to get one last taste, but he refuses to hurt you. guilt sits heavy in the boys heart, making the dormant organ ache in his chest. 

once you change, that addicting blood of yours won’t tempt him anymore. even though, a little part in the back of his brain is whispering to him to bite you again, to get one last taste, but he refuses to hurt you. guilt sits heavy in the boys heart, making the dormant organ ache in his chest. 

once you change, that addicting blood of yours won’t tempt him anymore. even though, a little part in the back of his brain is whispering to him to bite you again, to get one last taste, but he refuses to hurt you. guilt sits heavy in the boys heart, making the dormant organ ache in his chest. 

-

“i can’t believe you went down there without me. i wanted to go!” dustin’s hormonal voice squeaks dramatically as he shouts at hopper and steve. his eyes are teary from just hearing the news his best friend has risen from the dead. 

henderson paces in the cabin’s living room, mumbling under his breath. his brain is working a mile a minute, using his smarts to figure out the situation.

“look, he took her. i don’t know where… but he flew away. it’s not that easy to chase after him, you know.” jim attempts to calm down dustin, hand resting  his forehead and temple. hopper sucks in deep breaths through his nose, nostrils flaring out of frustration.

“flew?” will, dustin, and mike yell in unison. 

“he has wings!” steve exclaims, throwing his hands in the air exasperatedly. 

“so you’re telling us.. eddie is alive? and he’s some sort of bat, slash vampire, slash upside down monster?” dustin rambles on, hands moving erratically as he talks. his wild eyes are still trained on the ground as he strides back and forth.

“yeah, that pretty much sums it up.” steve shrugs. 

“screw all of you, i’m going down there.” dustin storms off, pushing angrily through hopper and steve. mike, eleven and will quickly follow him to their bikes, not listening to hoppers protests. they’ll find an open gate somewhere in this cursed town.

-

everything in your body goes silent, the pain fades away, and your heartbeat ceases in its wake. the ringing in your ears goes mute as you gradually awaken, the sound of muffled thunder drawing you back to reality. 

the feeling of wind whooshing above you makes your eyes flutter open, squinting at the blurry silhouette of a person hovering above you. 

eddie is staring at you, his doe-like eyes are wide as he tries to read your emotions through your awakening face. his wings are extended from flying himself over to you, curiosity and fear written on his features. 

at first, you’re unsure of what happened. there’s an uncomfortable feeling of your hair pulling on the stickiness of something dried on your neck, “eddie…” your voice is hoarse, shaking your head and squeezing your eyes shut. 

one of his hands come down to cup your cheek, but you instinctively pull away from his advances. his dark eyebrows furrow in confusion, wings curling up coyly behind his back, “baby, are you alright?” 

you weakly slide your hand up your body to your neck, touching the side of it to peel away your hair. even with your blurred vision, you can’t help but notice your blackened fingertips. something isn’t right. 

your eyesight clears as the past events finally rush back to you, everything clicks into place; falling asleep in his arms, him waking you up by biting you, the pain of his fangs feasting on your neck, and then your memory goes black. fury grows hot throughout your chest, rising up to your ears and settling on your cheeks. 

“what did you do?” your voice drops in octave, making eddie wince from your irate tone. you begin to sit up slowly, almost nose to nose with him as you stare him down with pure anger in your eyes. 

“eddie, what the fuck did you do to me?”

“baby, please- just listen-.” he tries to plead to you, backing up as you follow him closely. the look in your newly reddened eyes terrifies him.

your tongue runs across your top row of front teeth, feeling the sharp pointed ends of your canines press into the muscle. your eyes flash back up to him, arms reeling back to push roughly at his chest.

from your brute strength, he stumbles backwards off your bed. his eyes blow up even wider and mouth falling slightly agape in shock,  “sweetheart, please.” your newfound power catches you and eddie slightly off guard, but you could care less- all you want to do is scream at him, maybe even punch him right in that perfect jaw of his. 

your leg slithers off the side of the vine ridden bed, shoulders rising and falling as your anger  builds higher, “do NOT call me sweetheart!” you shout at him, pointing a shaky index finger at him. eddie shutters from you raising your voice at him, face dropping dismally in return.

in the span of seconds, every thought about your future rushes to your head. 

has the choice to have children of your own someday been taken away? are you ever going to see your family again? or even be able to feel the sunlight kissing your skin?

your bottom lip quivers, hot tears building up on your waterline, “you had no right to do this to me! no fucking right!” your voice shudders, gulping down the lump growing in your throat. 

“i know. i’m sorry. i’m so, so sorry, baby.” his hands tremble as he reaches out for you, feeling his own emotions building up from the overbearing regret squeezing at his heart.

all you want to do is be in his arms, for him to comfort you and tell you everything will be alright. you stare down at his hands for a moment, admiring his familiar rings that you wish to feel pressing into your skin.  

instead of reaching out to him, your fingers rise to gently press against the wound on your neck. no pain surges from your tender touch, realizing that the two marks from his teeth has already scarred over. 

your eyes glance behind you to look at your back, noticing two smaller wings drooping low and mimicking your saddened emotions. they aren’t as large as eddie’s, probably not strong enough to hold your body weight in the sky. 

“i got carried away, something else came over me… something- something like a wild animal. i should have fought it, baby, but i didn’t… never meant to hurt you, or cause you pain- i was just so hungry, and so lonely.” he hurriedly rushes out to speak, his perfectly plump lips turned down as he rambles. 

something about him begging for forgiveness makes you yearn for his touch. you’ve never gotten into an argument with eddie, other than small ones about stupid things like who gets to sleep on a specific side of the bed.

guilt bubbles in your chest from shoving eddie away from you, realizing some sort of otherworldly anger had taken over your body. 

you shuffle towards him, hanging your head as you weep silently. his arms hesitantly wrap around your smaller frame, hands squeezing your shoulders before bringing you into his chest, “i love you so much.” his hand caresses the back of your head, smoothing over your hair. 

“i love you.” your voice is quiet, shaky from the soft crying still exuding from you.

“i’m sorry i put my hands on you.” you mumble out into his chest, arms finally snaking around his slender waist. 

“i deserve it.” he almost chuckles out, sniffling slightly from his running nose. your tears soak into his dirty shirt, hands gripping the muscles in his back as if you’d fall away from him. 

eddie’s hand carefully rest upon the dip of your waist, thumb rubbing circles against your skin under your shirt, “now we’re the same temperature.” he points out, which makes you lift your head with a scowl on your expression, “too soon?” he questions with his lips stretched tight. 

“way too soon.” you slightly laugh, dipping your head back underneath his chin to snuggle into him. after a few moments of standing in silence together, eddie pulls away to grab your hand. 

“wanna fly?” 

his words make you perk up, glancing back at your wimpy wings before looking back at him questionably, “mine were like that too, but trust me, they’re stronger than they look.” he flashes his sharp pearly smile at you, excitedly tugging you out of your room. 

once you’re both stood on your front doorstep, your head reclines to stare up into the eerie sky. eddie’s wings begin to flap behind him, sending his body upwards to hover above the ground. 

“here goes nothin’..” you roll your shoulders back with a shaky nervous breath. you focus on trying to move them first, easily making them open behind you. it’s almost like using a new limb. 

you attempt to jump into the air, but your feet still hit the ground instead of flying up beside him. 

“before you can run, you have to learn to walk, baby.” eddie touches down next to you, a sly smirk on his face. he wraps his arm firmly around your waist, holding onto you quite securely, “what are you doing?” you ask, but before you could protest he takes off into the sky.

you squeal loudly, hands desperately fisting at his shirt out of fear that you’re going to fall. your legs lift to wrap around his hips, gripping onto his body for dear life. he throws his head back to cackle like a mad man, “open ‘em! let them free!” 

you do as you’re told, extending your wings so the current of air expands them even more. the feeling is cold, yet so freeing. eddie slightly pushes you off of his side, making you shoot a nasty glare at him. 

“trust me. i will never let you fall.” he stares down at you with his infamous grin. the sight is amazing- his dark unruly hair whipping everywhere, his eyes that seem to glow in the dark, his ghostly skin that still shines under the moonlight. 

as you’re busy admiring at his beauty, he’s slowly inching you farther away from him. his fingers still threaded with yours, but your arms are outstretched between your bodies. wings keeping you afloat as you glide through the air.

“oh my god!” you screech when you realize you’re actually flying- well sort of. a toothy grin pulls up on your face as you look around, feeling liberated by the wind flowing against you. 

eddie snickers proudly at you, squeezing your hand before yanking away from your grasp. your eyes blow wide from the loss of contact, but surprisingly you don’t spiral down out of the sky. 

he soars back and forth, swooping underneath your body to swap places with you. he winks cheekily as he flaunts his tricks, blowing you a kiss. 

“show off.” you laugh loudly at him, flipping him the bird. eddie grabs at his chest as if he was stabbed, turning onto his back in the sky with his tongue sticking out and eyes closed.

before you could react to his theatrics, something woven into the wind catches your attention. your eyes dart around the terrain of the alternate dimension, actively searching for whatever it is. all you know is that it smells amazing. your mouth begins to salivate, the only thing you can think about is getting to sink your teeth into it.

it seems as if eddie has noticed the smell too, but his eyes are full of worry instead of hunger like yours, “don’t do it.” he warns, flying forward to grab your hand before you could do anything you’d regret. 

pure instinct takes over as you nose dive away from him, searching out the smell with your nose and ears. 

“awh fuck.” eddie huffs, rolling his eyes as he follows you downward out of the clouds. he calls out your name repeatedly as he chases you, but you tune him out. 

you notice flashlight beams swinging in the withered forest, your wings flapping loudly to hover yourself above the trees, eyes scanning the area. 

a group of people are walking through the foliage, cracking fallen sticks under their heavy footsteps. the sound amplifies as you listen into their conversation:

“they could literally be anywhere! i can’t believe i followed you in here, henderson.” mike groans in annoyance, “we need to find them. she’s in danger.” eleven adds. 

you drop through the woodland, the wind whooshing past your ears as you dodge astray limbs of trees. you land directly in front of them, fist and knee hitting the ground to break the harsh fall. their conversation goes silent as they examine your every move, mouths hanging open in shock. 

your wings frame your body as your eyes flicker up to them, standing tall on your feet. they almost gasp from your appearance, the color of your irises horrifying them to their core. 

“y/n…?” dustin calls out, taking a step forward with his hand raised cautiously. 

“dustin!” mike hisses at him to warn him as he grows closer. you gulp down your ravenous hunger, stomach growling angrily at you to launch yourself at them. 

your hands tremble by your sides, using every amount of self-restraint left in your body to hold yourself back. you can’t hurt them, you just can’t.

“hey, kids.” you flash your pointy grin, making their eyes grow even bigger, if that was possible. 

“you… turned?” eleven asks, eyebrows furrowed as she looks over you inquisitively. 

the sound of air kicking up behind you causes the kids to flinch, loud purposeful footsteps crunching on the leaves grow closer as they walk up from behind you.

eddie peeks his head out from the side of your wings, showing off his fangs with a big grin and an excited wave, “henderson!“ he exclaims, arms opening for the boy to run to him. 

dustin wavers on the possibility of this being a trap to suck his blood, but seeing his best friend alive in front of him makes him sprint right at him.

“holy shit, eddie!” dustin wraps his arms around his torso, hugging him with all his might. 

“missed me?” he chuckles, patting the top of his curly head awkwardly as he hugs him back. you can’t help but smile at them two, looking back over at mike and eleven. 

the two love birds are staring you both down, especially eleven. she doesn’t buy your fake smile and laughs, and can feel how much pain you’re in by holding yourself back. 

you keep eye contact with her, glaring at the girl as your whole body begins to tremble. a little voice is urging you to lunge forward and grab her, to sink your teeth into her carotid artery and feed on her blood. 

eddie calls your name out worriedly, slipping away from henderson to carefully glide himself over to you. 

the overwhelming smell of blood fills your senses as more people find there way to the clearing. hopper, steve and joyce are running up, flashlights flickering as they jog. 

there’s too many. 

you stare at eddie with glossy eyes, holding your breath. he goes still when he sees how much you’re struggling to hold back, almost wanting to cry from the look on your face. he knows exactly how you’re feeling, and when he felt it last, he couldn’t hold back; turning you into a monster- just like him.  

and that was only one person that tempted him. he doesn’t know how you’re controlling your thirst during this moment. 

eddie steps forward when you slightly teeter, gripping your hips as he steps in front of you. his hands cup both of your cheeks to have you focus only on him, “hey, hey… it’s okay. you’re okay, yeah? you’re okay, baby.” he whispers to you, slightly smiling for your sake. 

“i can’t- i can’t do this.” you whine softly, nuzzling against his palm with your face screwed up in distress. your arms wrap around his waist, taking a few reluctant steps to press yourself into him. you stuff your face into his neck, breathing in his scent to calm yourself down and mask the other smells. 

eddie’s arms immediately encase your body, letting out a relieved sigh. his eyes dart to the people around him, “let her go.” hopper demands. 

“jesus christ...” eddie groans obnoxiously, craning his head back to the sky before turning around to stare annoyingly at him.

“first of all, you kids need to go home, and she can’t be down here any longer. she’s going to die!” the ex-police officer shouts impatiently, hand resting on the gun in his holster. 

“well, she’s already dead!” dustin yells back at him with his snippy attitude. 

hoppers goes silent, looking between everyone. “she’s… dead?” joyce questions, one of her eyebrows raising as she stares at you. 

you lift your eyes up from the crook of eddie’s neck to look over his shoulder, your red eyes on full display to everyone. 

joyce instantly gasps and hides her face in jim’s side, “my god…” he mumbles in disbelief, his hand falling from his gun as he gawks at you. 

“he turned you?” steve points out the obvious, making some of the kids go, “duh!”

“look, i don’t mean to scare you when i say this, but she’s really hungry and if you guys don’t leave now, you’re all going to… well- get eaten.” eddie bluntly tells the truth to them. it keeps them silent for a moment, their eyes darting throughout their group of people.

“what if we bring her food from our world? drop it through the gate so she can eat without hurting anything that’s human.” dustin ponders on the thought. 

“like what?“ you blurt out with desperation evident in your voice. 

“like an animal? a deer, a bear..?” 

“oh, a bear? where are we going to get a bear?” will mocks his idea with a small chuckle, making dustin stutter over his words as he tries to explain his reasoning. 

you stifle a laugh in eddie’s neck from their bickering, making him laugh along with you. “bleh! kids, right?” he playfully mumbles into your ear, hands squeezing your hips. the adults join the argument, attempting to diffuse the tension, but it’s just making it worse.

“let’s get out of here.” he mumbles against your skin, bending his knees to launch himself upwards into the sky. the force of his wings picks up the dirt on the ground, twirling up leaves and twigs and leaving a cloud of dust in his place. 

“wait! where the hell are they going?” hopper yells, silencing the numerous conversations. everyone’s head looks up into the sky but your bodies have already disappeared into the clouds. 

“let’s go get them some food so they don’t make a u-turn and turn one of us into those things.” hopper grumbles, motioning with his hand for everyone to follow him back to the gate.

eddie casually sails through the sky with you, his hand holding onto yours tightly as you glide parallel to him. a wide smile on both of your faces, just basking in the peacefulness of the wind flowing around you. as much as you despised his choice to turn you, now you realize how hard it was for him to hold back with you right under his nose. 

some part of you is happy to be like this, especially with him. you don’t exactly know all the details of being an inter-dimensional vampire, whether you’re immortal like fantasy books have fabricated, or maybe you’re subjected to death after a couple hundred years… but who cares when you’ve got him back. 

eddie squeezes your hand gently, making your eyes open to see that he’s aiding you in descending slowly back to your darkened home. he touches down with you directly in front of your doorstep, hand instinctively resting on your lower back to guide you inside. 

once you make it upstairs, you choose to use your family’s guest bedroom instead of your own, since it’s most likely still a little bloody. eddie lays your trembling body down, slotting himself between your open legs. he leans back on his heels to admire your body, red eyes hooded and a dopey smile on his face. 

“gooooorgeous, baby!” eds cheers, dimples sinking into his cheeks as he leans down and catches your lips with his. you laugh into the kiss, arms lazily draping around his neck to pull him closer. his chest presses against yours, chain hanging from his neck above you. he’s obviously trying to get your mind off of eating all your friends, and it’s definitely working. 

your index and middle finger wrap around the looped metal when he goes to pull away, tugging him right back to you. 

“oooh, feisty.” he purrs, leaning forward to tug your bottom lip between his teeth. he savors the sight of it bouncing back into place, mouth salivating at the sight of you.

“can i call you sweetheart now?” he almost moans into your mouth when your legs wrap around his hips, pulling him flush against your center. 

“yes, eds… of course you can.” your hand grips the root of his hair, tugging on it softly since you know he likes it. the movement earns you a delicious moan that tumbles past his swollen lips. 

“you better be ready for the best night of your life, sweetheart.” a sly smirk pulls up on his lips as his hands find the seams of your top, tugging on it so it rips into two.

after countless rounds of endless pleasure, a few new dents in the walls (from taking advantage of being able to fly), and a broken bed, your bodies are completely and utterly worn out. your nude chest is pressed into eddie’s side, tiredly resting your head on his bare abdomen. his hand absentmindedly twirls a few pieces of your hair as he hums a tune to a familiar song. 

“that was…” he breathes out, letting out a disbelieving chuckle. his brain won’t comprehend what vulgar things he just did to you, and vice versa. 

another bonus of being immortal, is very high stamina and absolutely no sweat. 

“…so amazing.” you continue his sentence, gazing up at him through your eyelashes with a sluggish smile on your lips. 

never would you have ever imagined your boyfriend, the one you tragically mourned for, would come back to life as a vampire. somehow, even with his piercing red eyes and fangs that definitely bite, he’s still the most beautiful person you have ever encountered. 

you may be eternally damned to the upside down, but hey, at least eddie is stuck down here with you too. 

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Fic idea: a Vampire!Eddie fic set in modern day, since Eddie is a vampire he doesn’t age, so he looks exactly the same as he did in the 80s.

[discoscoob]

Dustin would keep vampire Eddie in his basement just like he kept Dart

[allyouneedisteaandlove]

Everyone wanting hot bad boy kas!eddie I see you, I hear you, I also want it - but our boy trips over his own feet, alright? He's scared of his reflection and I love him for it.

[e-munson666]

BODYSHOP 3

++Mechanic!Eddie × Stripper!Reader++

(Eddie talks to Neil the next day and when he comes to visit you at work he enters protective mode once again)

Warnings ⚠️: 18+, language, jealously, drinking. Fighting, Eddie is the sweetest but is very protective. Intimacy described, fluffy angsty smutty goodness.

Pt1 Pt2

Taglist: @eddieloverforever @thefreakofhawkins86 @cancankiki @eddiemunson4ever @zarajyne @micheledawn1975 @3rriberri

🖤Lady Hellfire🖤

The next day Eddie hesitantly walked into the auto shop, right to Neil's office. He knocked, quickly being prompted inside and to sit down.

Eddie looked at Neil through his thick bangs. His hair was once again plopped on the top of his head in a bun, pieces sticking out everywhere wild as ever.

"Eddie, we need to talk about Dan." Neil began, crossing his arms and leaning back into his chair.

"Neil I'm so sorry, please don't fire me" Eddie started to plead, not wanting to lose the best job he could ask for right now. Neil quickly put his hand up to stop Eddie from continuing.

"Whoa whoa, son calm down. I ain't firing you. You're the best mechanic I've got, and one the best kids your age I know." He added the last part with as smile spread on his face.

"Dan on the other hand, won't be returning. His behavior yesterday was unacceptable. Your sweet girlfriend deserves more respect than that and plenty of the ladies at the club bring their business here. I won't have Dan or anyone else disrespect those girls 'cause of what they do." Neil finished, a large sigh coming from his chest.

He looked back over at Eddie, a happy grin on his face as his boss spoke to him, stood up for him and his girl. Neil was a friend of his uncle Wayne, and always took a liking to Eddie, no matter how the town perceived him. Nobody could argue with the old man, knowing damn well he owned not only the best auto body shop in town, but also the only auto parts store as well.

"Look kid, she's a great girl, and you seem happier than I've ever seen ya, just don't go throwing punches on the clock anymore okay?" Neil chuckles, giving Eddie a once over before nodding his head in the direction of the door. "Now get to work would ya?" Eddie nodded his head and thanked Neil before going to his station to work on his project car.

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You stopped by to say hi to Eddie before you went in for your shift. It was after hours so the rest of the staff had left and it was just him, covered in grease while he worked under the hood.

"Hey handsome" you call out, watching his head tilt to look at you. "Babygirl, what are you doing here?!" He grins, wiping his hands off before stepping in front of you, kissing your forehead.

"Well I had to come see my favorite mechanic before heading into work." You giggle, watching his eyes light up at your words.

"Ugh baby," he groans, taking you in. A short slip dress and some heels were all you had on, knowing you had to do a full costume change when you get to the club. He was drooling as his hands roamed over the fabric. You were completely naked under this little dress, and the thought of just pulling it off and seeing you naked in front of him was mouth watering.

"Baby" he started, but before he could continue you read his mind, quickly pulling the silky fabric above your head. Leaving you in nothing but your black heels. He stood gawking at you. So soft and beautiful, next to all the grease and twisted metal, he was going feral. "Fuuuucckkk" he groans. He quickly lifts you up, setting you on the hood of the car he's working on, before undoing his pants and sliding them down with his boxers. He quickly removes his tank top, and goes to pull at the elastic in his hair, when you stop him.

"Oh you like my work bun sweetheart?" He teases.

"Of course Eds. You look so hot, your curls always go everywhere." You reply, gasping the last words as his naked body pressed up against yours, his lips nibbling at your neck.

"You're so fucking amazing babygirl" he praises, lining himself up with your entrance. He looks down at you, watching your face as he pushes in. Eddie was a big guy, thick, and long, enough to make you wince at first every time. After that you were just a panting moaning mess under him and he loved it.

He looked back between your fucked out face, and watching himself slide in and out of you. He was almost delirious with pleasure as his orgasm started rise.

"Fuck baby, fuck I'm gonna cum" Eddie pants, getting ready to pull himself out of you. But you quickly wrap your legs around him tightly, pulling him back in deep. He groans loud, the notion causing him to spill inside of you, moaning a mixture of your name and curses as he thrust himself through his release.

As he came down from his high he looked at you with blown pupils, large doe eyes a nearly endless sea of brown and black. "That was fucking amazing babygirl, fuck that was so hot" he breathes, kissing your lips a few times before pulling off of you and grabbing some paper towel to clean you up.

He helped you get dressed, planting little nibbles and kisses along your arm as you stepped back into your dress, and he pulled the straps up and through your arms.

"I love you" he coos, staring at you like you hung the stars in the sky, because for him, you did.

"I love you too pretty boy, but I need to get to work baby" you reply, giggling as you kissed his cheek and went to turn away.

"Im coming with you" Eddie says flatly, grabbing your hand and leading you towards the door.

"Wait what? Why?" You chuckle, already knowing the answer.

"My girlfriends a stripper, gotta make sure these creeps keep their hands off what's mine. Plus, I know I'll get a lap dance in one of those cute little stage outfits of Angels." He winked down at you, holding the door open.

"Eeedddddiiiiiiieeeee" you whine, "you can't pick fights with my customers. They literally pay to feel us up" You pout, looking up at him.

"Nu uh, no way, absolutely not" Eddie shook his head, mental images flooding his mind.

When the two of you stepped in the club all eyes turned to look at you. You were a stark contrast to Eddie, and the girls at the club did not understand why you found the grease ball metal head so appealing. That was until you recommended the shop to one of the girls, and she caught site of Eddie in his crop top and bun.

Now most of the girls went to Neil's shop for their car troubles, and to maybe oogle at your boyfriend. You didn't mind, you knew Eddie only had eyes for you.

Speaking of which, with all the other strippers eye fucking him, the only thing Eddie was doing was scanning the room, eyeing all the dudes in the room, confirming he could take each one if needed. You rolled your eyes at him, knowing exactly what he was doing.

"I have to go get ready Eds, go get a drink at the bar while you wait 'kay? Ginger the bartender will definitely give you free beer" you chuckle. Eddie nods, kissing you before letting go of your hand, and making his way to the bar.

"Hey handsome" Ginger says, batting her lashes at Eddie as he sat down. "Your Ginger right?" Eddie responds, ignoring the obvious flirting.

"Yep, and your Angels boytoy huh?" Ginger laughs, passing Eddie a bottled beer, winking at him. "On the house"

Eddie squints at her momentarily, before accepting the beer and taking a sip. A man sat at the other end of the bar slowly gets up, and moves seats closer to Eddie.

"Did I hear Ginger says that THE Angel is your girl?" He half chuckles, looking at Eddie intently.

"What? Oh, yeah.....she is MY girl, why?" Eddie responds, obvious annoyance in his voice. Some random stranger is asking him about you, and he doesn't seem to thrilled to hear Eddie has taken you off the market.

"Wow, I've been trying to get in between those pretty thighs for months. How'd YOU manage what so many of us have failed at anyway?"

The man is obviously drunk, rationally Eddie knows this, can smell it on him, can hear him slur.......but hearing him talk about you like that was making Eddies blood boil.

"Shut the fuck up dude, that's your only warning" Eddie spits, giving the man a mean glare. The guy was about to respond when you came over to Eddie, in your white angel costume, and sat on his lap.

You could feel the tension in Eddies body, and you turned your head to meet Eddies eyeline.

"Sam" you say to the man whose been berating Eddie.

"Angel, beautiful, why don't you come sit on my lap instead hmmm, come 'ere baby, I can make you feel better than this freak ever could, you know I'm loaded right" Sam slurs, glaring at Eddie as he hit on you right in front of him, his grimey hand laying rest on your bare thigh.

You turn your attention back to Eddie, seeing the rage fill his face ad he quickly slid you off of his lap, standing in front of you with clenched fists.

"Eddie, don't" you pleaded, but it fell on deaf ears. The next thing you know, Eddie is on top of Sam, pounding his fists into the guys face over and over.

Son of a bitch. You thought

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