#strangerthingsxreader

[burntsecrets]

Charred Perfection

Pairing: Eddie x Reader Word Count: 781 Prompt: @fluff-cember Day 1: roasted marshmallows Summary: Eddie teaches you to roast marshmallows the Munson way.  Warnings: Fire hazard, mild language, mentions of childhood struggles.

The crisp winter air nips at your cheeks as you tug your jacket closer, watching your breath form little clouds in the dim light. Eddie’s trailer stands behind you, its metal exterior dusted with frost. Before you, a small bonfire crackles and pops, the orange glow illuminating Eddie’s mischievous grin. His wild curls halo his head, and his denim jacket is layered over a frayed hoodie, the scent of smoke and pine clinging to the fabric.

"Alright, sweetheart," Eddie declares, holding up a marshmallow skewered on a slightly bent metal rod. "Prepare to witness greatness. This is how you roast the perfect marshmallow." His dark eyes glint in the firelight, his enthusiasm infectious as he crouches by the flames.

You sit cross-legged on an old blanket spread over the cold ground, your own marshmallow at the ready. “Is this one of your many hidden talents?” you tease, leaning forward to get a better look.

“Of course,” he says, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “You’re about to experience the art of marshmallow roasting, Munson style.” He gives you a mock bow, flourishing the skewer like a sword.

Eddie holds the marshmallow just above the flames, turning it with exaggerated care. “Patience,” he intones, his voice dropping to a theatrical whisper. “The trick is to rotate it evenly—don’t let it burn. You want that golden-brown perfection. Anything less is sacrilege.”

You bite your lip to stifle a laugh. “So no charring? No flames?”

He shakes his head gravely. “Flames are the enemy, my dear. Unless you like eating crispy, sugary disappointment.”

For a moment, you think he’s actually got it. The marshmallow starts to take on a lovely, golden hue, just as he promised. He glances back at you, smirking as if to say, See? Told you so. But then—predictably—it happens.

With one careless flick of his wrist, the marshmallow plunges too close to the fire. Flames leap up greedily, engulfing it in an instant. Eddie yelps, jerking the skewer back and waving it wildly in the air. “Shit! Abort! Abort!”

You burst into laughter, clutching your stomach as Eddie frantically blows on the blackened marshmallow. He manages to extinguish it, but the damage is done. The marshmallow is a charred, drooping mess, bits of molten sugar dripping off the stick.

“Well,” he says, holding up the ruined confection like it’s a battle trophy. “Not my finest hour.”

“Not exactly golden-brown perfection,” you manage between giggles.

“Hey, it’s all part of the process,” he says, grinning sheepishly. “Even geniuses have off days.”

You shake your head, still laughing, and reach over to hand him another marshmallow. “Here, try again. Maybe with less...flair this time?”

Eddie plops onto the blanket beside you, taking the fresh marshmallow with a mock bow of thanks. “I’ll let you take the reins next. Can’t have you thinking I’m a total disaster.”

The fire crackles between you, its warmth chasing away the bite of the cold. Eddie’s hands linger over the flame for a moment before he settles back, his shoulders brushing against yours. “You know,” he says after a pause, his voice softer now, “when I was a kid, Wayne used to build bonfires like this behind the trailer. It was one of the only times we didn’t care about the bills or whatever crap life was throwing at us. We’d just sit out here and talk.”

You glance at him, his face lit by the glow of the fire. There’s a faraway look in his eyes, like he’s seeing those nights all over again. “What did you guys talk about?” you ask gently.

He shrugs, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Stupid stuff. Stories about his wild days when he was my age. Advice about girls—none of which I ever followed, obviously.” He laughs softly, rubbing the back of his neck. “Sometimes, he’d just let me rant about whatever sucked at school. He always listened, you know? Never made me feel like I was being dumb.”

The raw honesty in his voice warms you as much as the fire. You lean your head against his shoulder, and he doesn’t pull away. Instead, he tilts his head to rest gently against yours.

“Thanks for this,” you say after a moment, your voice barely above a whisper.

“For what? Setting marshmallows on fire?” he jokes, but there’s a tenderness in his tone.

“For this,” you say again, gesturing to the fire, the stars overhead, the quiet comfort of his presence. “It’s perfect.”

Eddie looks at you then, his grin softer now, and he bumps your shoulder with his. “Yeah,” he murmurs, his voice low and warm. “It kind of is.”

[myersmaniac]

~ Can I stay here?~

Parings- Billy Hargrove x Henderson! reader

TW: bullying

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Alone, at night, in the cold rain. Sure it’s dangerous to be walking tonight but I needed some fresh air and I never minded the rain. I figured I’d pick a bag of chips or something like that up from the gas station then head back home.

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I finally made it to the gas station and walked inside, there stood Jason Carver as soon as I opened the door. Usually he taunts me at school but thankfully no words were spoken, I grabbed some chips and a coke, went to check out then walked out the door but when I turned the corner he was still there. “ Henderson” Jason called out “ what you doing out so late?” All I could think to myself is why does he care and why is he talking to me, I rolled my eyes “ I asked you a question Henderson.” Jason said as he stepped closer.

“ and I never gave an answer Jason so back off.” I said very sternly. Jason just scoffed “ you know you really are a bitch.” He nudged at my shoulder, I’m not sure if he meant for me to fall or not but the ground was wet and he is much stronger than me. I scraped my elbow on the way down and it bled. “ fuck you dude.” I said getting off the ground. He finally left.

After that dreadful encounter I felt like I needed even more time to myself, time to ponder why assholes like him are the popular kids, time to think about how unnecessarily mean some people can be. As I walked around thinking about anything but the time I realized it was darker than before and definitely much later. When I left my house it was around 9:30 I thought to myself by now it has to be at least 11:00. I tend to get lost in my own mind so it doesn’t surprise me that I’ve been walking around for that long. I check my surroundings and I can see that I’m in a very familiar place, Max’s house. I’ve dropped her off and picked her up here many times, I’m so glad her and Dustin are friends. Since they’ve met she’s become like the little sister I never had.

Well it’s to late to walk all the way back home and I know max said her parents are out of town this week so I might as well crash here. I walk up to the door step and knock; I really hate to bother anyone this late but seriously the walk home would take forever and I’m already getting tired. I knock again this time calling out “ hellooo” I hear footsteps walking towards the door and I step back. Max’s brother Billy opens the door.

I’ve spoke to Billy a few times before, he knows our siblings are friends. He’s always been kind to me despite what other people might say about him. I really feel sorry for Billy, I know him and max both deal with a lot at home and I just don’t think people understand.

“ Henderson? What’s going on?” Billy questions looking like he just woke up, rubbing the sleepiness from his eyes. “ Billy I hate to intrude but can I stay here for the night? I’ll leave if you want but I just went out to clear my head a while ago and I just don’t feel to safe walking back this late.” I said to the boy in front of me. “ you’re bleeding.” Billy pointed out the scrape on my arm. “ it’s nothing really I just had a run in with Jason Carver.” Billy’s expression changed very quickly. “ come in and tell me what happened” he said. I came in and closed the door behind me, I tried to be as quiet as possible to avoid waking up Max.

I followed Billy down the hall and went into his room, we both sat on the bed. “ Well” I began “ I was at the gas station up the road and I was about to leave there and he’s outside just blabbing on about something then he pushed me and left. Nothing to it just Jason being Jason but I scrapped my elbow on the ground.” I could tell something was off with Billy as I told him what happened. “ you really could’ve gotten hurt you know, you don’t need to be out this late anyways.” Billy said standing up and going over to his dresser he pulled out a t-shirt and some boxers and reached them out towards me. I looked at him with a confused expression. “ the bathrooms down the hall and to the left, you’re soaked” he said. “Grab you a bandaid and some neosporin while your in there, it’s above the sink.” I got up, nodded and smiled “ thanks” i went to go get changed then came back to his room. “ you didn’t put on a bandaid.” He said, he was definitely still tired. I could tell by his short and straight responses. “ oh yeah it’s fine don’t worry about it.” I responded. He looked at me with an expression that read “ are you serious.” He left the room and came back with a bandaid. He squatted down underneath me as I sat on the edge of his bed and lifted up my elbow, he put on the neosporin and then the bandaid very carefully. “ Billy really it was fine, you didn’t have to do that.” I told him. “I did it for the nursing experience” he said jokingly, I let out a small laugh. “ you know you kind of woke me up and I’m still confused as to why your here no offense. What do you say you lay down on my bed and let’s both get some sleep and we’ll talk in the morning” billy said. “ your bed? Oh no billy I’ll sleep in the living room or in the floor.” I responded to him. “ That’s no way to treat my guest, get in the bed Henderson. I’ll sleep in the living room.” Billy said. He was so kind to me even when he didn’t have to be.

“ Fine. I’ll sleep in the bed. But just so you know I do feel bad about you sleeping in the living room.” I said to Billy as I laid under his blanket. His bed smelled like him. A musk of strong cologne and cigarettes. I could get used to that. It was comforting in its own way.

About ten minutes passed and I tossed and turned, I just couldn’t sleep maybe it was because I was in an unfamiliar area or because I kept thinking of Mine and Billy’s interaction tonight. I also didn’t like sleeping alone, normally I sleep with a teddy bear or hugging my pillow tight. I finally gave in and walked to the living room where I found Billy still awake. “ you okay?” He questioned. “ I just can’t sleep, can you come stay in there with me please?” He breathed a heavy Breath then made his way back into his room. “ listen billy I’m really sorry for all of this, barging in, taking your clothes, you having to patch me up-” he cut me off quickly. “ it was my pleasure, I don’t mind it one bit so don’t think that you’re bothering me.” He said, I smiled. He cut out the light then crawled up on the bed beside me. “ Night Henderson.” He said. “ Goodnight Hargrove.” I said back.

[sad-goth-dark-writer]

Yandere Billy Hargrove Alphabet

CONTENT WARNING: This has mentions of sexual assault on letter F.

LOL I ACCIDENTALLY POSTED THIS BEFORE I FINISHED IT

Abduction, would they abduct their love interest if so when, why, and how? No but not because he has an issue with the morals of it but more to do with the fact that he doesn’t have the resources to keep you hidden long term and hide evidence.

Birth, when did their obsession start? Honestly, the moment you started peaking his interest. Of course it wasn’t all at once it built up over time, but once he started thinking about you period, he started thinking about you obsessively.

Crush, what would they do/feel if their love interest had a crush on someone else? He’s very competitive so he’d probably lose his shit he be mad at the other person and he’d definitely be mad at you

Definitely, what is something they almost certainly would do? Sometimes he’d just randomly show up in your bedroom, at your shift at work, and even class. He has zero respect for your space.

Envy, do they get envious of relationships their love interests have with others? He’s very jealous, you simply mentioning other people angers him. He’s obsessed with the idea of being the only person you touch, you talk to, you think about.

Force, would they force their love interest to do anything if so what? He has zero shame. He would pressure and sometimes outright force you to have sex with him if/when you were dating.

Guilt, do they regret any of their actions? If so, what actions? No.

Hidden, do they hide their feelings if so from who? Billy is very blunt. Once he realizes he’s attracted to you he would flirt to downright harass you into dating him.

Isolate, do they manipulate their love interest? Yes, he tries to convince you that you have no reason to have any relationship of any sort with anyone else.

Justice, how would they react if their love interest was being bullied and/or abused? He would use it as leverage against you when manipulating.

Kill, would they ever kill someone if so who and why? He nearly killed Steve canonically so yes.

Lucidity, do they know their feelings/behaviors are unhealthy if so does that stop them? He doesn’t know nor does he care.

Motivation, what is their motivation for their actions? Having you fully rely on him for support in any capacity and not having relationships with other people.

Never, what is a hard core limit? Killing you, other people are not as fortunate.

Often, what are some things they often do with/to their love interest? You do normal couple stuff like go to the movies and stuff but an even bigger amount of your time is spent in his car while he rants about things and people he hates.

Propitorial, do they get proprietorial/possessive of their love interest often? Have you read any of this? Of course yes.

Qualm, how would they feel if their love interest was scared of them? Depends on the situation and his mood which is often unstable.

Reason, what are the reasons behind their obsessive behavior/feelings? Parental abuse mostly as it’s one of the core reasons for his canon behavior.

Share, this is for various x reader fanfiction but would they “share” their love interest? No.

Trust, do they build a relationship with their love interest? Once he takes interest in you he’ll go from flirting to downright harassing you into dating him.

Unmistakable do others take notice of their obsessive behavior? Yes and most are not shocked due to his bad reputation.

Violence, do they act violently towards their love interest? Yes.

Waspish, do they often show hostility towards their love interest and/or others? Yes.

X, What is a random headcanon you have for this character as a yandere that wouldn’t be on this list? He very rarely if ever uses weapons when attacking people simply beating them to death which I think is more scary.

You, what does this character go after in a S/O? I have zero idea what to put here comment if you have any ideas.

Zealous, how passionate are their feelings compared to other yandere's? Oh god he’s so much worse than other yandere’s in the Stranger Things universe.

[taylorgrace-writes]

Make Out Session

Pairings: Steve x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 599

AN: Just a short lil something I wrote in like 15min cuz I haven’t posted in a hot sec. Based around S1E1 -T

You head into Hawkins High, wading through the bustling hallway. Your two best friends Nancy and Barb fall into step beside you. 

“So did he call?” Nancy asks you. 

“Will you keep your voice down?” You hiss at her, a playful smirk on your lips. 

“Well did he?” Barb speaks up beside you. You shake your head no, walking up to your locker. 

“I’ve told you before, it's not like that,” you tell them as you work to open your locker, Barb shooting Nancy a knowing look. “Okay, I mean, yes, fine, he likes me, you both know that, but not like that. We’ve only made out a couple of times.”

“We only made out a couple of times.” Barb mimics you as Nancy giggles beside her.

“Jesus, you’re gonna be so cool now,” Nancy tells you as Barb nods along in agreement.

“No, I’m not!” You retort back.

“You better still hang out with us, that’s all I’m saying,” Nancy tells you.

“Yeah, if you become friends with Carol and Tommy H…” Barb trails off.

“Ew, no. Gross. And I’m telling you guys again, this was just a one-time… two-time…thing.” You tell them as your open your locker up to have a folded slip of paper fall out. You pick up the small slip of paper and open it. 

Meet Me. Bathroom. Steve.

You look to Nancy and Barb as they read the note over your shoulder. 

“You were saying?” Barb comments. 

Before you know it, you're in the girl's restroom at Hawkins High, full-on making out with none other than Steve Harrington. As your lips continue to clash as the kissing becomes more and more intense, a bell rings, indicating the 5-minute warning before the first period starts. You crash into reality, no longer lost in lust for Steve. You reluctantly pull away from Steve and he tries to chase your lips with flushed cheeks. 

“Okay, I, have to go.” You tell Steve as he continues to kiss your neck.

“Just one more minute.” He murmurs against your hot skin. You enjoy his lips on your neck for a few more seconds before calling him again.

“Steve…”

“Yeah?” he asks in between kisses. 

“I really, like seriously, have to go.” You gasp out before finally tearing your body away from his and pulling your backpack on. 

“Let’s do something tonight, yeah?” Steve asks, doing the same.

“I can’t, I have to study. For Kaminsky’s Chem test.” You stutter out as Steve pulls you close to him again.

“What’s your GPA again? Three-point nine?”

“Kaminsky’s tests are impossible.”

“So let me help you.”

“You failed chem.”

“Oh come on, it was only a C minus.” You look at him sternly, shaking your head and giving a little laugh.

“So, should I come over, say, eight?”

“Uh, are you crazy? My mom won’t allow that, no way.”

“Who says she needs to ‘allow’ anything? I’ll just climb through your window, she won’t even know I’m there. I’m stealthy, like a ninja.”

“You are crazy.” You tell Steve, turning away from him towards the door to go to class.

“Okay, okay, forget your place, we’ll just chill in my car, find a nice quiet place to park.”

“Steve, I have to study, I’m not kidding.”

“Why do you think I want it nice and quiet?” You can’t help but smile at him. 

“You’re an idiot Steve Harrington.” You tell him before pushing the bathroom door open. “I’ll meet you at Dearborn and Maple at eight. To study,” you tell him at the last second before the door closes on him.

[gothtrash6969]

Posted a new chapter!

[spring-picnics]

𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐧 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐈𝐈𝐈

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he confesses his love for you. eddie munson x reader

verus amor by @/baby-bearie

an incredible soulmate!au. mcu!peter parker x reader

blurb by @lesbiansforwillbyers

accurate stranger things headcanons. stranger things headcanons

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autumn fluff. mike wheeler x reader

blurb by @daintylovers

modern mike headcanons. mike wheeler x reader

blurb by @robin-buck1ey

post coma max and her parents. ronance x max mayfield

shot in the dark by @loserforeddie

eddie thinks you asked him out as a joke. eddie munson x reader

his scent all over by @thehalfbloodedwitch

ron rants to you about his detention. ron weasley x reader

must’ve been a deadly kiss by @ur-local-geek-fest

enemies to lovers. steve harrington x reader

i wanna be yours by @lurkymurker

he wants to be yours. steve harrington x reader

tornado warnings by @marvelsswansong

eddie falls for jason's girlfriend. eddie munson x reader

safe by @loeyparker

best friends to enemies to lovers. eddie munson x reader

ditch the books by @desireav

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last spring by @syddidy

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blurb by @/daintylovers

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blurb by @aeipathiess

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dad eddie fluff. eddie munson x reader

what it’s like to max's dumb smart gf by @gabbimunson

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he wants the soup. steve harrington x reader

the way I loved you by @/lurkymurker

a life changing exes to lovers. steve harrington x reader

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how he is in a relationship. mike wheeler x reader

the guessing game by @/desireav

eddie tries to guess your crush out of his jealousy. eddie munson x reader

el headcanons by @prettylikestars

my pretty baby el. eleven hopper

blurb by @bigboysteveharrington

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peter playing video games and loving you. mcu!peter parker x reader

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steve apologising to you. steve harrington x reader

the season of sticks by @harringtown

vecna steals your memories. steve harrington x reader

soldier, poet, king by @starbxcks

theatre kid!enemies to lovers. eddie munson x reader

blind date with the freak by @hawkins-losers

your friends try to trick you, but the jokes' on them. eddie munson x reader

my girlfriend’s brother by @withlovemark

dustin trying to get a ride out of you and steve. steve harrington x reader

blurb by @loeyparker

max hearing eddie break your heart. eddie munson x reader

hot for teacher by @yesloverboy

tutoring eddie. eddie munson x reader

all because I liked a boy by @thxliaaa

the group hate you for dating steve. steve harrington x reader

puppy love by @h0neydewmoon

exes to lovers where you can't trust sirius. sirius black x reader

dead channels by @robiin-buckley

you tune in to a dead channel waiting to hear the boy on the other side. eddie munson x reader

blurb by @whynotimtired

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@spring-picnics

[lifefastdieyoungbadgirlsdointime]

I am so writing an eddie fanfic! I had a dream. I HAD A FUCKIN DREAM!! bruh it was sooo fuckin cute. He was bein adorable (as always but) I am literallyyyyyyy obsessed OBSESSED hopin i can pop this fanfic out soon 😝😝🤪

#eddiemunsonfanfic #eddiemunsonxreader #eddiemunsonfluff #eddiemunsonisadorable #cuteeddiemunsonxreader #strangerthingsxreader #strangerthings #eddiemunsonfandom

[burntsecrets]

Kickstart My Heart

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader Word Count: 921 Summary: Eddie loves taking you to rock concerts, sharing his passion for music, and showing you off as his cool partner. Warnings: Loud music, crowded spaces, physical contact, possessive behavior, flashing/strobe lights, strong emotional intensity, implied PDA

It's a Saturday night, and the air hums, thick with anticipation, as bodies press together, a restless energy rippling through the crowd. The faint smell of beer and sweat lingers, mixing with the metallic tang of the amps warming up. You’re right at the edge of the pit, the boundary where chaos is about to erupt, Eddie’s arm draped over your shoulders, solid and familiar. The flicker of dim lights catches the sheen of spilled drinks on the floor, the shadows stretching and shrinking like they’re alive. The bass thuds low and steady, rattling through your chest, each pulse syncing with your heartbeat.

Eddie bobs his head to the pre-show riffs spilling from the speakers, his curls bouncing, untamed as ever. He doesn’t just hear the music; it moves through him, lighting him up like a live wire. You glance sideways, catching his grin—a wicked curve of his lips that dares the night to get better. His dark eyes lock on you, and for a second, everything else fades: the crowd, the noise, even the stage. His gaze isn’t just looking at you; it’s pulling you in like you’re the reason he’s here.

He leans in close, his breath brushing your ear as he murmurs, “Ready for this, babe?” His voice is low, rough, and tinged with the kind of excitement that bubbles just before the drop. You nod, though your pulse isn’t quickening from the music. It’s him—Eddie, alive and electric in his element, his passion practically spilling out of him. The way he glows when he talks about music, like it’s a religion and you’re his favorite convert, sends a thrill through you.

A sharp guitar chord splits the air, and the lights dim to black. The crowd explodes, a wave of voices surging forward, pressing closer. Eddie laughs, wild and unrestrained, grabbing your hand as the pit heaves around you. He dives in without hesitation, dragging you along, his fingers warm and solid in yours. His movements are raw, untamed, all sharp angles and unfiltered energy, his hair whipping as he headbangs like he was born for this. But when his hand squeezes yours, there’s a gentleness beneath the chaos, an anchor holding you steady even as the world tilts.

You catch him shooting a smirk at a couple of guys sneaking glances your way, their lingering looks barely subtle beneath the shifting lights. Eddie’s grin stretches wider, wicked and triumphant, as if he’s just scored the winning hand in a high-stakes game. His arm snakes around your waist, pulling you flush against him with an effortless possessiveness that sends a thrill racing through you. There’s no tension in his hold, only the playful confidence of someone who knows exactly what he has and isn’t afraid to show it. “Look at her!” he shouts, voice cracking with unrestrained joy, loud enough to cut through the pounding music and the din of the crowd.

Heads turn at his declaration, but Eddie doesn’t care. His pride radiates, bold and unapologetic, woven into the way his eyes never leave yours, his expression practically glowing. He beams at you, his smile wide and unguarded, like the thought of you standing here with him is enough to make his entire night. You feel heat rush to your face, the tips of your ears burning under the strobe lights. But there’s no teasing in his gaze, no smugness in his voice—just pure, unfiltered pride. It’s written all over him, in the tilt of his head and the way his fingers splay across your hip, like he’s daring anyone to doubt that you belong here, with him, in this moment.

The music crashes around you, the relentless rhythm pounding like a second heartbeat, shaking the air and rattling your ribs. You tilt your head back, your eyes drawn to Eddie under the chaotic swirl of strobe lights. He looks untouchable, like something out of a dream. His wild curls bounce with every movement, catching flashes of light that dance across his sharp jaw and high cheekbones. The leather jacket clings to his frame, worn and rugged, the perfect complement to the ink that snakes across his forearms, momentarily illuminated by the erratic bursts of light. The way he moves—fluid yet wild, entirely unrestrained—makes it easy to imagine him onstage instead of in the crowd, commanding an audience with nothing but his presence.

But then he looks at you, and it’s like the whole world tilts. The music, the lights, the bodies pressing in around you—it all fades into the background. His dark eyes lock on yours, and they’re soft now, stripped of the playful arrogance he flashes at the crowd. They hold you in place, like an invisible tether drawing you closer, the rest of the world forgotten. His gaze says everything he doesn’t need to put into words: You’re it. You’re the reason I’m here. The reason I’m alive in this moment.

It’s not just pride anymore; it’s devotion, raw and unguarded, that takes your breath away. The pounding music becomes nothing more than a dull thrum, the flashing lights just a faint flicker at the edge of your awareness. He looks at you like you’re the star of the show, like you’re the reason the crowd cheers and the band plays. Every crashing chord, every screaming lyric, every flicker of light—it all feels like it exists for you, because of you.

And for one perfect, electric moment, you believe him. You believe that, in Eddie’s eyes, you are the center of the universe.

[ao3feed-strangerthings]

stranger things character SMUTS!

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/34t0jtM

by zoomer_liz

smuts with the characters of stranger things! all are x reader! taking requests

Words: 548, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Stranger Things - Fandom, Stranger Things (TV 2016)

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply, Underage

Categories: F/M

Characters: Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Jane, Eleven, Eleven | Jane Hopper, Max Mayfield, Maxine Mayfield, Steve Harrington, More

Relationships: Eleven | Jane Hopper/Mike Wheeler, Mike Wheeler & Reader, Will Byers/Mike Wheeler, Eleven | Jane Hopper/Richie Tozier, mike wheeler x reader, Will Byers & Reader, Maxine "Max" Mayfield/Reader - Relationship

Additional Tags: strangerthingsxreader, Smut

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/34t0jtM

[sad-goth-dark-writer]

I loved your Billy and Eddie yandere alphabets. Could you please do pne for Steve?

I'M BACK

Anyways this is my first ask and I just wanted to say thank you so much. I'm sorry it took so long. Keep in mind requests are alwayd open! :)

Content warning: Yandere/obsessive behavior and i think i cursed like once which I doubt mattters but whatever.

Abduction, would they abduct their love interest if so when, why, and how? He doesn't see the need to.

Birth, when did their obsession start? They tag along with the romantic feelings,

Crush, what would they do/feel if their love interest had a crush on someone else? He'd feel a bit insecure and definitely resent the person. Mostly it would act as motivation to try to make you interested in him with his various attempts to impress you.

Definitely, what is something they almost certainly would do? As stated earlier he would do many actions in a desperate attempt to impress you. (I'm super tired and can't think of anything else)

Envy, do they get envious of relationships their love interests have with others? I feel like Steve is a very jealous yandere. He wants you to like him so badly that when you show interest in other people even if it isn't romantic he gets upset.

Force, would they force their love interest to do anything if so what? Steve is subtle, if he wants you to do something he convinces you, not out right force you. From guilt tripping to straight up begging. It's better for inveigle you rather than outright force you, that way it's harder for you to use it against him if you want to get away.

Guilt, do they regret any of their actions? If so, what actions? He thinks everything he does is for your own good, so in the long run he experiences no rue. However when he does stuff like guilt trip you into not doing stuff like hanging out with friends he can tell it upsets you and tries to make it up to you.

Hidden, do they hide their feelings if so from who? Before you start dating and are just friends he is constantly attempting to impress you as stated earlier. I don't think he'd confess to having romantic feelings unless he's 100% sure that you reciprocate romantic feelings for him. Whenever he describes his feelings to you he makes it sound so lovey dovey that you don't notice that it's unhealthily obsessive. Also I think he would talk about you to Dustin, and Dustin would probably tease him about being obsessive but not look into it to much.

Isolate, do they manipulate their love interest? Yes.

Justice, how would they react if their love interest was being bullied and/or abused? He can't really do anything do the person(s) but in all honesty he'd probably be really nice to you about it. Comforting you and assuring you that none of it is your fault. <3

Kill, would they ever kill someone if so who and why? This isn't even a question of could he get himself to do it. He physically can't the man has never won a fight except that one Russian guy in S3

Lucidity, do they know their feelings/behaviors are unhealthy if so does that stop them? He definitely notices that these feelings are a lot more severe than any of his past crushes but he doesn't care in all honesty.

Motivation, what is their motivation for their actions? He does everything in a dire attempt to protect you from all the shit in the world. From assholes in high-school to interdenominational monsters.

Never, what is a hard core limit? Hurting you.

Often, what are some things they often do with/to their love interest? Since he works st the video store he rents movies at discount which means tons of movie night for you too. It's just like heaven to him, popcorn, weird movie that he let you choose, and most importantly you. <3

Propitorial, do they get proprietorial/possessive of their love interest often? Steve is VERY possessive, he's so scared of abandonment that he see's nearly anyone as a threat to him.

Qualm, how would they feel if their love interest was scared of them? He'd be absolutely heartbroken that you don't trust him. He's supposed to protect you from the big scary monsters not be the big scary monster.

Reason, what are the reasons behind their obsessive behavior/feelings? His last relationship ended with his girlfriend saying they're relationship is "bullshit" and getting with the guy that he thought she was cheating on him with. I think it kind of speaks for itself.

Share, this is for various x reader fanfiction but would they “share” their love interest? Maybe.

Trust, do they build a relationship with their love interest? Yes.

Unmistakable do others take notice of their obsessive behavior? Dustin would think he's a bit clingy but doesn't think anything bad is happening.

Violence, do they act violently towards their love interest? Big no.

Waspish, do they often show hostility towards their love interest and/or others? You? No. Others? It's more of him showing his distaste for them than anything else. Post-redemption arc he's pretty non-confrontational.

X, What is a random headcanon you have for this character as a yandere that wouldn’t be on this list? So overprotective and clingy. It's to the point where he's with you almost everywhere you go.

You, what does this character go after in a S/O? He want you to think he's "cool". The fact that your giving him the light of day and simply going out of your way to talk him is more than enough. He's an attention whore is what I'm trying to say.

Zealous, how passionate are their feelings compared to other yandere's? Below Billy, Eddie, and Jonathan, but above Robin.

[taylorgrace-writes]

Study Time

Pairings: Steve x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 564

You’re probably sitting at a small desk in your bedroom, studying your textbook, preparing for some big test. 

Let’s assume you suddenly hear a dull tapping and turn to find Steve outside your bedroom window.

You stare at him in shock before trying to wave him away but he just knocks again, more urgently so you hurry over and open the window. 

“What’re you doing? I told you I have to stay in tonight.” You whisper to him. “I know, so we’ll study here.” “No, I told you, absolutely not, go away!” “I don’t want you failing tomorrow,” Steve tells you before climbing in through the window anyway. 

Or at least he tries to.

His foot catches on the window frame and he stumbles through, nearly toppling over a bedside lamp. He catches himself, turning back to you and striking a dramatic pose.

“What’d I tell ya? A ninja.” You shake your head at him. Unbelievable.

You and Steve sit down on your bed a few feet apart. Steve reads off of your homemade flashcards as you answer them. 

“Which polymers occur naturally?” Steve asks you. “Starch and cellulose.” Steve nods in agreement before switching to the next card.  “In a molecule of CH4, the hydrogen atoms are spatially oriented toward the centers of a regular…” he trails off, waiting for your reply. “Tetrahedron.” He switches to the next card.

“Jesus, how many of these did you make?” Steve asks, slightly annoyed by how many cards there are. “You said you wanted to help!” You protest. 

“How about this, every time you get something right, I have to take off an item of clothing. Every time you get something wrong…” “Uh, pass.”  “Come on, it’ll be fun.” Steve wines. “No!” Steve rolls his eyes before moving on to the next card.

“During fractional distillation, hydrocarbons are separated according to their…” “Melting points.” “Wrong, boiling points.” “That’s what I meant.” “But it’s not what you said. Take your shirt off!” “No. No!” You tell him, eyes wide. “No? You need help?” Steve asks with a smile before pushing you down onto the bed and kissing you. 

Soon the two of you are going at it, hot and heavy. After a moment of making out, Steve starts to unbutton your top but before he can, you stop him. 

“Steve, come on.” “What?” “Are you crazy? My parents are here.” “Weird. I don’t see them.” Steve remarks, looking around your room.

“Was this your plan all along?” you ask Steve, sliding out from under him. “Get me in my room then get another notch in your belt?” “What? No! Jesus, no.” “I’m not like Laurie or Amy or Becky.” “Yeah, I know Y/N, your not a slut.” “That’s not what I’m saying.” “You’re cute when you lie,” Steve tells you, smiling.  “Shut up.” You say, smiling. 

Steve smiles at you before walking around your room and picking up a doll, making it shakes its head in disapproval, before speaking in a high squeaky voice. “Bad Steve, bad, stay away from Miss Y/N!” You can’t help but laugh at his behavior. 

“You’re an idiot Steve Harrington.” “And you’re beautiful Y/N Y/L/N.” 

You blush before Steve reaches over to once again pick up the flash cards. He clears his throat before asking you another question. 

“Compared to the rate of inorganic reactions, the rate of organic reactions generally is…”