#the softest dio

[highdio]

New DIO key art / detail, JOJO Anime 10th Anniversary.

[headcanonenthusiast]

Rodolfo Parra NSFW headcanons

This was made with gender-neutral readers in mind.

I kinda struggled with writing this ngl..as much of a Rudy girl as I am, I don't know why it took forever for me to come up with headcanons for him. But I was determined to finish these because Rudy needs more content out there. 

Enjoy!

(I completely understand that this type of content is not everyone's cup of tea, and that's ok! But, please scroll and ignore if this type of content isn't your thing as opposed to leaving any sort of negative comments.)

NSFW under the cut. 

-Being with Rudy, even in a non-sexual sense, is basically like being a God/Goddess with a loyal follower at your side, ready to obey and worship your every wish and whim.

-But in the bedroom? He cranks that worshipping up to 500. 

-Will get on his knees before you, hands gently grasping your hips as he kisses down your stomach, whispering the softest praises in Spanish. 

-"Oh, Dios mío, amor. This body..tan jodidamente increíble." 

-And on his knees he will stay until you're satisfied, either carefully jerking/fingering you as he admires your face and the reactions you make. 

-"There we go, moan for me, mi vida. Feels good, doesn't it?" 

-3 inches soft, 5 inches hard. (Normalize realistic dick sizes in headcanons please 🙏) 

-Whether he's dominant or submissive depends entirely on his partner. 

-If you prefer to be on top, he's happy to let you take full control of him. 

-But if you prefer to be on the bottom? He's more than willing to dominate you, albeit very gently. 

-Your body is like glass to him. An absolutely precious temple made from the finest sand that he has the pleasure of worshipping. 

-And to show his appreciation of your existence, he kisses you everywhere. Literally not a single spot on you goes untouched by his lips. 

-His greatest pleasure is when he's balls deep in you, slowly but deeply thrusting and seeing how you react to him. 

-Makes him feel confident, honestly, seeing the way he's able to make you completely melt and turn your mind to mush despite how gentle he's being. 

-"Shit..estás haciendo mucho ruido. I'm hitting all the right spots, aren't I, querido/a?" 

-Also, Rudy with a voice kink? Rudy with a voice kink. 

-A big fan of morning sex. He goes even gentler than he normally is, enjoying the sight of your messy hair. 

-And the fact that you're still half-asleep makes your moans more hushed and whimpery, which nearly makes him cum on the spot. 

-I feel like he enjoys the sounds you make. He needs a more vocal partner. 

-As such, he prefers intercourse in a private space, preferably at home, on the bed or couch. 

-Really isn't that kinky, but if there's one thing he loves, it's making you talk. 

-"Vamos, cariño. Tell me how good it feels." 

-Then, when you're in the middle of answering, he'll give a sudden harsher (but not too harsh, you're as fragile as glass to him, afterall) snap of his hips and smile innocently at your glare. 

-"Oh, I'm sorry, did I interrupt you?" 

-If you already speak Spanish, most of what he says will be said in Spanish. 

-But, if you don't, he basically becomes a living Duolingo and tries to teach you Spanish while fucking you. (Love a man who can multitask 💅)

-"¿Quieres correrte? Dime lo bien que se siente, entonces. En español. Vamos, amor." 

-And if you get something wrong or can barely respond, he'll frown in disappointment. 

-"No puedes correrte hasta que hagas lo que te pido, cariño." 

-But then when you do cum, he honestly doesn't punish you at all. That's not really his style. 

-Well, maybe a little overstim, but on very rare occasions and not for very long, either. 

-He'll also ask for your permission to cum in you, even if he's on top. 

-Its more of a consent check than anything, though. (Which is very important btw) 

-"Fuck, I'm so close. Can I cum inside, amor? Is that okay?" 

-And if you give your consent, he's cumming deep in your ass/pussy. 

-His main form of aftercare is cuddling and talking. Talking about what you liked, what you didn't like, etc. He just wants to hear your voice. 

-"Yeah? You liked me talking in Spanish? Suppose I'll have to do it more often, then. Necesito mantener a mi mujer bonita/hombre bonito feliz." 

-And I hope you like cuddling, because y'all are gonna be cuddling for the rest of the night, Rudy's voice going soft as he whispers praises in your ear and kisses the back of your neck and shoulders. 

Lord, do I love me some Rodolfo Parra 😫. He's so FINE and criminally under appreciated. Feels so nice to finally write about him, too. I had a lot more ideas for this one than I thought I would starting out. 

And here's the Spanish translations for stuff (forgive me if anything is inaccurate, the only Spanish word I can say correctly and with confidence is gato 🥲).

Querido/a = dear

amor = love

cariño = sweetheart/honey

Dios mío = my God

Vamos = come on 

Estás haciendo mucho ruido = you are making a lot of noise

Tan jodidamente increíble = so fucking incredible 

¿Quieres correrte? Dime lo bien que se siente, entonces. En español. Vamos, amor. = Do you want to cum? Tell me how good it feels, then. In Spanish. Come on, love. 

No puedes correrte hasta que hagas lo que te pido, cariño. = You can't cum until you do what I ask you to do, sweetheart.

Necesito mantener a mi mujer bonita/hombre bonito feliz = I need to keep my pretty woman/pretty man happy.

Hell yeah, another one down! Imma make another poll on who to do next. Hope you enjoyed! 

[johnpriceslamb]

Hi! I love your how you write and I wanted to ask if you could do Javier Escuella x middle class reader? Something like Arthur and Mary case…

Thank you <33

𝓴𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 ,

❥ You’ve sent a letter to Javier asking for ‘help’. Just a day later he shows up at your front door.

𝓑𝓔𝓕𝓞𝓡𝓔 𝓨𝓞𝓤 𝓟𝓡𝓞𝓒𝓔𝓔𝓓 ! ꒰ female ! reader . hyper-feminine ! reader . reader is mentioned 2 be physically shorter than characters mentioned below . VERY SUGGESTIVE . No actual NSFW . 1k wrd count. ꒱

❥ Javier Escuella x fem! reader. (MINORS DO NOT INTERACT ?)

“You came.”

The air around is hot. Hot enough to be able to dry the wet laundry which clings on the thin clothesline with a peg. The sun showed no mercy among the people in New Hanover, and it blazes through like a forest-fire. There’s no fire, but you could practically feel the radiating heat from it.

“I did.”

Was Javier a fool to travel all the way from Valentines to Saint Denis in the blazing hot? Perhaps.

For you- was it worth it? Absolutely.

You’re still as pretty as ever despite the arid drought. He wonders how you manage to stay tall and well through this.

He wonders if the tint on your cheeks was from the heat or from seeing him. He hopes it was the latter.

Slowly does he creep forward. Your eyes almost shines and glimmer as he approaches, you feel that giddy part of you rising in your stomach as you watch him carefully.

“Needed help with the.. plumbing, you said?” He has that same charming grin he’s always had when you two first met. It’s always allured you, every time. His hand reaches to his pocket unconsciously, fiddling with the letter which was stuffed messily into the small compartment.

“Uhuh,” You smile, feigning innocence as you tinkered those dewy lashes of yours up at him. Oh, dear.

“Mhm.” He rests his weight by leaning on the door-frame, crossing his arms as he looks down at your demure figure. Gosh did he just want to take you right there, right then.

“Why don’t you, mm.. Show me where the problem is? I’m sure I can fix it.” He suggests with that lustrous smirk of his.

“Right, then. Please follow me.” You smile prettily, plump lips purposefully jutting out just a little bit to get that same effect he had with his smirks and grins.

As you lead him to the bathroom, you don’t notice the hungry stare which was coming from him. Half-lidded eyes size you up and down multiple times as he takes in that corset of yours which defined your waist oh-so prettily. That soft, dainty colours of multiple cream coloured pearls which were connected on a thin string which clasped around your neck, a beauty to behold.

You were nothing like him. Dainty, pure, cladded with luxury only daddy could afford.

As soon as you closed the door to the bathroom, your back was forcefully met with the wooden panels which encased the whole room. A soft gasp escapes your lips, which lead to a string of multiple curse words muttered in a language you weren’t familiar with.

“Dios mios,” He lets out a low growl, mouth near your ear as his hot breath hits your sensitive skin, “Me vuelves loco, ¿lo sabías?” He slams his lips on yours, a knee positioned right between your legs to help stabilise yourself. Your little ballerina flats hover over the ground from his management.

“Making me travel so far to help you with something which never even needed mending in the first place.” He kisses your neck multiple times, “Cheeky girl.”

You needily press your lips against his, leaning into his warm touch. Finally, finally. After so long.

“Missed you,” You babble with a soft whimper, the feeling of his teeth teasingly sinking down just a bit, “Missed you so— Oh..”

You let out the most softest whines as he gently sucks your skin, “J—Javier— Hnn.. Daddy’s right next door..”

“I’ll be quiet, mi amor.” He murmurs, pressing another soft kiss on your neck, “You don’t know the effect you have on me.”

A hand slowly travels down, another coming to cup you from behind. “For now, let me enjoy what i’ve missed.”

[teddyeyeseddie]

The Adventures of Bunny and Teds (Pt 2)

Warnings: SMUT MINORS DNI, Pregnant!Reader, Unprotected P in V, Oral (Fem Rec), Insecure!Reader, Creampie, Aftercare 

A/N: More of Bunny & Teddy?? Sign me up! Taking requests for the two of these guys so if you wanna see more of these two send me an ask! As always thank you @lfaewrites​ for looking this over <3

Part 1

“Yes bunny, to take care of you. To take care of us, the three of us.” You smile at him, your heart beating loudly in your chest as he leans down to kiss at your blotchy red cheeks.

“It’s always been you bunny..”

“Teddy, I love you..” you mumble as you cast your gaze to the ground, the sound of Eddie chuckling making your tummy flutter.

“Bunny, I love you. That’s what I'm sitting here saying. You’re everything to me. I think of life in 10 years and I see you, I see this baby and about 12 more running around some yard with a white picket fence, I see you in bed next to me, I see you stuck in every little detail of my life.”

“Come here Munson,” you breathe out, your hands coming up to cup his own cheeks, placing the softest of kisses to his lips. He smiles into it, the action only causing you to smile, your teeth knocking together in the most non graceful manner.

Eddie fumbles with the keys while he is still kissing you, giggles erupting when he pulls away and makes the sorriest attempt at opening the front door. He is back on your neck as soon as you make it inside and close the door, thanking everything there is that Uncle Wayne was gone to work.

“My room?”

“Your room, Teddy..”

He chuckles again, grabbing your hand and leading you into his room. For the first time in forever he is conscious of just how dirty his room was. Clothes strewn across the floor and crumbled pieces of paper littering the floor containing forgotten lyrics. The mess only makes you smile, the clothes on the floor were yours. The crumbled pieces on the floor contained lyrics that Eddie deemed not good enough for you.

Eddie shrugs off his Dio vest but can’t get his leather jacket before you are gripping at the lapels and crashing your lips together.

“Easy Bunny, gonna make me cream my pants..” Eddie sucks in a breath through his teeth, his hand traveling below his waistband in hopes to relieve some sort of pressure that has built up in his nether regions.

The statement only makes you blush, the idea that even in your pregnant state you still had Eddie in the palm of your hands.

Eddie backed up to the corner of the bed, pushing you down onto it before finally shrugging on his leather jacket.

His hands run from your ankles up to the inside of your thighs, his thumb coming to rub circles against the layers of your clothing, the little action making you squirm.

He pushes up your shirt, his shirt in order to press kisses down the valley of your breasts, little mumbles of “off” come stumbling out of Eddie's lips. The pleas are breathy and needy and who are you to not oblige him.

You let him push your shirt the rest of the way off. You suddenly become insecure, looking down at yourself, only to be met by belly, an absurd amount of belly given the 6 months of pregnancy.

Eddie notices the change in the way you look at him, your look of lust turned worried.

“Hey- Buns, none of that..” he continues to kiss down your body, his hand reaching behind you to unclasp your bra and pull it from your body. Once the offending garment is gone, he kisses the swell of your right breast before taking the nipple into his mouth. His tongue swirls around the hardened bud, his other hand pinching and flicking at your other nipple. It is messy and sloppy, the desperation evident in the way he kisses the rest of his way down your body, leaving no inch of your belly unkissed which only causes you to giggle.  

He finally reaches the band of your pajama pants, his hands exploring your hips as his fingers barely dip into the waist of your pjs. He looks up at you in wonder, a small “Please” falling from his lips. You give him a nod, a dopey smile forming on his face in return.

He ushers you to lift your hips, a small breath leaving his lips when he is met with your center. Its unkempt, the little tuft of pubic hair making Eddie’s brain short circuit.

“Teds- m’sorry I can’t really clean up with this thing in the way…” Eddie shakes his head, his hands coming forward to open you up to him. Before you can tell him to say something, you squeal when Eddie licks from your weeping hole up to your swollen clit.

“Fuck no buns- its so hot. You're so sexy…”

He continues to eat you out, his skilled tongue drawing tight circles over your clit. You are so close to the edge, your hands pulling at Eddie’s hair which only encourages him further. His fingers begin to stroke at your hole, his tongue still concentrated on stimulating your clit. He pushes 2 in at once, your broken moans bouncing off the walls of the tiny back room of the trailer.

“Teddy, Please…” You whine, hands finally releasing the tight grip you had in his hair. He finally comes up for air at your plea, his lips glistening as the street light shines through the bedroom window. You’ve seen Eddie in moments where you can only describe him as beautiful. But this right here, him between your legs, a crooked grin on his face, chin glistening with your slick, his fingers still moving slowly inside of you.. This… This is the most beautiful you have ever seen him.

“What do you need Bunny..” he asks before he kisses at the pudge of your thighs.

“Pleasefuckme- please Teds..”

“Anything for you princess..” He sits up from his place between your legs and wipes his hand on the thigh of his jeans. He is quick to begin unbuttoning the fly of his pants, his 501s falling to the floor in a pile, his plaid boxers following not long after.

He stokes at himself, thumb running over the tip, smearing the precum across the head of his cock. He spits into his palm, tugging himself one two three more times before he is on his knees between your legs. He runs the tip of his cock through your folds, the tip catching your clit causing your whole body to shudder.  

“Gonna take such good care of you,” He says as he pushes in, one of his hands resting on your belly as his other hitches your leg up.

“Gonna take care of you for the rest of my life, gonna raise this baby as mine and then fuck a few more into you one day. Would you like that? So full of me?”

His words go straight to your core, the idea of being pregnant with his baby after he said the baby in you was his made your brain short circuit.

He fucks into you slowly, taking his time as he calculates each thrust. He finds the spot inside you that makes you squirm and continues his pace aiming right at that spot.

“Teddy I’m close..” you moan, hands intertwining with his own.

“Come on Bunny, come for me..” You swear your vision blurs when you come, moaning loudly as Eddie continues to fuck you through your orgasm. Eddie follows you not long after, painting your insides with his release.

He pulls out slowly, catching a bit of cum that spills out with his tumb. He sticks the digit in your face, your hand coming to wrap around his wrist as you put the finger in your mouth and suck. Eddie moans at the sight, his hand tugging his softening cock.

“Can’t look that hot so soon after, gonna kill me sweetheart..”

He gets up from his place on the bed, coming back with a warm rag. He cleans you up, pulling on your underwear and throwing you a semi-clean shirt from the floor .

He snuggles in beside you  and pulls him into his chest. You rest your head there and look up at him before speaking up.

“Teddy did you mean it?” you ask

“Mean what?” he counters

“That you wanna raise this baby with me? That you wanna have more one day..”

“I meant it all bunny, I meant it all..”

[wannab-urs]

The Spreadsheet Digest Vol. 2 - Fic Recs

Here's everything I added to the Pedro Fics Spreadsheet in the last week with my unedited ramblings attached (the notes I make immediately after reading, often unhinged).

Surrender - a Joel series by @ezrasbirdie

-> ofc daisy, grumpy/sunshine but the sunshine has depth and the grumpy isn't mean. ellie is excellent in this

Hayloft - a Joel WIP @atinylittlepain

-> dancer!reader (stripper), cute awkward joel, smutty smutty smut. reader is kind of soft!dom?

High Enough - a Joel/Dieter series by @psychedelic-ink

-> Actor!reader and your bodyguard Joel hookup with Dieter Bravo at a party and it is SO hot

Short Days, Long Nights - a Joel series by @frannyzooey

-> post outbreak!joel but it's also domestic bliss. the filth is filthy but the slow burn makes you work for it. This is gorgeous and beautiful and sweet but also so fucking hot!

What he didn't do - a Joel one shot by @joelsgreys

-> divorced!reader and Joel finally go on a date after he's been crushing on you for 10 years and it's very cute

Build Me Up Buttercup - a Joel series by me

-> You're failing Dr. Miller's architecture class and you decide to confront him about it.

Best Laid Plans - a Dieter series by @prolix-yuy

-> Dieter Bravo, legendary Hollywood playboy and a tabloid’s best friend, never thought he was worth much more than a good night to a parade of faces. Until Murch, the editor on his film, turns his world upside down. Now he’s got big plans to do the same as he drags her into the deep end of his hedonistic life. He’s got a guy for everything, but she’s got something he’s always wanted - a big enough heart (and patience) for him to fit in.

Breaking the Girl - a Joel one shot by @cinematicgf

-> Your boyfriend sucks, but you go home with him for the summer anyway. His neighbor and boss Joel Miller is decidedly not an asshole. And he's really hot.

Me-use - a Claude ;) one shot by @boliv-jenta

-> Just fucking trust me you have to read this

Toyin' with them older guys - a Joel one shot by @proxima-writes

->Hot bartender joel fucks with your sex life... and then ya know

The Babysitter - a Joel one shot by @proxima-writes

-> Babysitter reader seduces single dad joel and it is everything you could ever hope for, but it also leaves you wanting more (in the best way possible)

Push and Pull - a Joel one shot by @javiscigarette

-> Dom!Joel, pretty fuckin rough sex, but like Joel is a consent king and the aftercare is so sweet.

Deserve it - a Joel series by @fake-bleach

-> Joel's wife is cheating on him but it doesn't really matter bc you're giving him the best blowjob of his life

A Girl Walks Into A Bookshop - an Ezra series by @oonajaeadira

-> Ezra owns a bookshop and you get pulled into his store one day. This is the softest, most beautiful little story. Give yourself the gift of reading this please.

Vaya con Dio - a Dio one shot by @atinylittlepain

-> Dio thinks he has it all figured out, but you put him in his place

This Will Be The Day That I Spy - a Jack series by @oonajaeadira

-> You go on a blind date with Jack and it's full of surprises

Restoring the Roots - a Joel series by @bearsbeetsbeskar

-> Tommy and Ellie try to convince Joel to see a therapist... This is going to be really good...

A Long Day - a Javi P one shot by @jkprincess10

-> Have you ever wanted to rim Javi Peña? If not, you will after reading this

The Living Waters of Mandalore - a Din one shot by @beskarandblasters

-> Din discovers your uhhh living waters... and he's really excited about it

There's a lot of Joel on here this week... I was going through something lmao. I tried to throw in a few other guys for y'all too though.

Enjoy <3

[rkiveinmarvel]

stop. you're losing me - eddie munson des. angst. eddie munson is man with a lot of things; you’ve stay by his side for so long, for too long. notes. stranger things s4 (minus you know what), established relationship, heavily inspired by madam t.swift song, through the years of loving eddie munson, rockstar!eddie, eddie being mean, dramatic, curse words, 17+, sad, sad, sad, (no jason here ;>)

hey! hey! I was supposed to post this last march but I had a thesis paper to finish haha, n e way, please enjoy angsty yet sweet love story of eddie munson! hihi, listen to 'you're losing me' by mama taylor swift while reading this. slay!

w.c: 2.4k

Eddie Munson was a lot of things, he was kind, brave, misunderstood, chaotic, and creative, and Eddie Munson is also your love, perhaps all the things that people see in him that make them look away makes you stay. All the things they hate about Eddie Munson are the things you loved, his long hair, his club, his band, and all of him. But Eddie Munson is a lot.

He was a lot.

And maybe sometimes too much.

Too much.

⟴ DECEMBER ‘86

It started on the third subject, chemistry, your first fourth year, and his second fourth year, he sat next to you with all his glory, rings, and his noticeable Dio battle vest. He was hypnotizing, alluring, and scary, yet the moment he sat next to you familiarity sets in. He was warm and kind, and he was an open book, for you to read.

“What page are we…?”

His voice echoed in your ear as if playing a soft hymn.

“It’s Biochemistry, page 35…”

You looked over at him, his rigged book, his button eyes, his rings, and him.

“Thanks, sweetheart…”

Your heartstrings felt it, his soft voice, the nickname.

It was scary and yet…

You let him in.

— “you say i don’t understand and i say i know you don’t”

⟴ JULY ‘87

For seven months you talked and laughed with him, but you and he didn’t have anything in common and yet here you are wrapped in his bedsheets with him practicing his guitar next to you. The soft strings of the acoustic guitar met your ears it was soothing, and relaxing, you gazed into his eyes and dip your lips into his, to which he gladly respond, After a few moments, you two pulled away. 

As his eyes met yours, he whispered.

“What was that for, babe…?”

A chuckle left your chest. “You looked nice playing the guitar.” 

Eddie laughs and continues to play a song for you. Eddie gazes at you as he sings the softest song he knows. Then a knock was heard, outside his trailer a loud knock was heard.

“You gonna get that..?”

He stood up and worry settles in his eyes, he was hiding something from you, something that would break you. As he opened the door, a man in baggy clothes shows up next to the man three grown men with dilated pupils and slouched shoulders. You glared at Eddie from behind as he hands them a plastic in return with money in his pocket.

As he closed the door, he looked down.

“I thought we agreed...you would quit selling them?”

He rolls his eyes, somewhat annoyed and ashamed. 

“Come on, babe, I need to help Wayne with the bills...and shit. I can’t just rely on what I earn in gigs…I need to earn for Wayne…and me.”

“So help Wayne in the right way..” You stood up as you walked close to him. “Do shit in a right way.”

He replied with a scoff.

“Of course, that’s easy for you to say, babe. Because…” He walked past you and grabbed a beer from his fridge. “You’re not the town’s freak.”

Air left your lungs as you carefully studied his expression, he was annoyed but somehow he looked sad. You weave a deep breath as you walk towards him and grab the beer in his hands as you drank. You stared at him, gaining confidence from the alcohol you had just drunk. “Munson.”

You don’t call him by his last name unless you’re telling him something serious. He was aware of that, he stiffened and straighten his posture.

“You’re graduating in a few months or so, you need to fix habits, create new ones.”

He listened intently.

“It’s the society’s belief in success... Why would I if the whole town–”

“Because I want you to. I want to see you out there, Eds! I want to see you strive...I want you to prove to them that you’re not the town’s freak, you’re more than that!” Your voice echoed in the trailer. 

He was surprised by the sudden burst of voice, but he knew you weren’t mad, you were worried.

“I love you, Munson.”

That hitches his breath as he stared at you. He held out his hand and grabbed yours as he kissed your wrist.

“Okay..”

– “every morning i glared at you with storms in my eyes”

⟴ AUGUST ‘88

His voice echoed in the trailer, it was loud and he was angry. 

“Fucking shit! She is just a fucking friend!”

You two were fighting, screaming, and breaking. 

“You never introduced me to her, hell, Eddie, your hands were all over her!”

He stomps out of his room and continues to tell his reasons.

“(name)! Are you even hearing yourself? You’re being selfish right now. It was a fucking gig, in case you forgot! So, shit, if people are having fun and my hands are all over them that’s because it’s fucking part of the show! I’m the fucking front man of our band for crying out loud!”

You scoffed in disbelief.

“And me dancing with what? Jonathan? Steve? Billy? Is not okay?”

“That’s fucking different.”

You shook your head. “No–it’s not fucking different. Because they are my friends.”

“It’s different because…they might fucking like you.”

As you bit your underlip and stared at his eyes. 

“I’m the one being selfish? Great.”

You sighed and sat on the couch as you tell him what you saw earlier that night. A girl backstage was dancing with him, his hands on her hips, his hand on her cheeks, as his forehead was leaning into hers. As his cheeky smile appeared.

And when the show started, he kept looking at her.

“You didn’t even look at me, Eds.”

On the third set, you left. Eddie was drunk, he was feeling the crowd, and he was dancing the spotlight, while she stared at him, with everything they have in common, you felt tiny, and it seems like you were slowly getting replaced.

He knew about your past, the failed marriage of your parents, and the failed first love of high school. He knew about it and here he is with his balled fist making you remember all the shit you went through.

“...I’m sorry, sweetheart.”

His voice was soft and a whisper, as he sat next to you he moved his hand to hold yours but to his surprise, you flinched. It made him pull away as he realize you were fighting the tears spilling from your eyes. Without saying anything, he hugged you as he vowed and whispered the sweetest things he can think of. 

As the night dived deeper, you two fell asleep on the couch. As you stirred awake you looked at Eddie’s face as you caressed it words left your mouth.

“I hope I never lose you…”

— “how can you say that you love someone, you can’t tell it’s dying?”

⟴ DECEMBER ‘88

As the years pass by, Eddie and you grew differently, together, but not quite. He and his band were discovered on the very edge of America, Corroded Coffin was in the news. And the next few months, the band was offered to sign a recording contract with a recording company. Eddie was getting busy. As for you, you were slowly building the steps on your dreams: dreams that include, Eddie. 

But as the world notices Eddie Munson, you were hidden. Little by little all the things that people see in him that make them look away finally made them stay. All the things they hate about Eddie Munson are the things they finally loved, his long hair,  his band, and all of him. While you finally, little by little…

Hate them…

“It’s just not that simple Eddie! You told me you would come and pick me up! You made me wait there like an idiot! Why–” You groaned as you ran your hand in your hair. It’s been weeks, months since Eddie seem to forget everything about you. Slowly, you were dying, you two were dying. Slowly, he is slipping away from you; as you were slipping away from him.

“Fucking shit! Not everything is about you…” He whispered but loud enough for you to hear. A ring in your ear was heard; yet it didn’t stop. “I am trying everything damn thing to give you the life, I fucking promise! But I can’t do this if you keep holding me back! In the next month, I’m signing the contract, and there are times I won’t  be able to be by your side, I thought you want this for me–”

“I want this you, Eddie. This is all you’ve ever dreamed of.” You stared at him with his chocolate brown eyes. You walked close to him, as you put your hand on his cheeks. “But I can’t recognize you anymore.” You took a deep breath. “You forgot my birthday, our date, picking me up, sleeping next to me, and…looking at me.” 

“This. This is actually the first time you finally looked at me for a long time.” Desperation, Guilt, and Bitterness hit him. You were grey and it was his fault, he took time and looked down. As he pulled you into a hug, muttering sweet apologies in your ears, promises to keep you holding, and actions to keep you at his side. 

That night, you slept next to him, as you stared at him. Eddie Munson was a lot. But somehow, you still want him, you still love him, but it was killing you. Loving him was killing you.

— “how long could we be a sad song, ‘til we were too far gone to bring back to life?”

⟴ FEBRUARY ‘89

“So, what did they say?” You two are currently in New York, Corroded Coffin is currently having a tour. For a while, things are going great, fine, somehow fine. “They will be able to die down the pictures of you and Eddie leaving the hotel, but in the meantime, I suggest you guys…should take a break for a bit.” 

As Garrett dropped the news, I looked at their manager she just gave me a nod.

“Eddie and I would not want–”

“That’s maybe for the best.” 

The air was thick, it was choking you. As you glance at Eddie sitting on the couch. “Garrett can you–um–leave us for a bit.” Once they left, Eddie stood up. 

“For the best…?” You whispered. 

Eddie nods and stares at you. “Well, that’s different from what you said in Highschool..” As shakiness hit your voice.

stop—

“Am I holding you back, Edward?” Oh, now, you’re angry, sad, and confused. You suddenly calling him by his name broke him out of his trance. Then, he faced you. 

“....Yes.” 

It was so simple, so little, and so fucking empty. Somehow, New York is no longer the brightest place, the noisiest place, the loud place, rather it was a place for empty promises, faded lovers, and unwanted wishes.

you’re losing me.

“Since when did I hold you back?” Your voice got a little louder. “Since when did I fucking hold you back, Munson?!” Now, he hears you, finally, he heard you. “January 1987, you wrote the first song you sent to the radio station, 2 weeks from that day you received a mail. Three weeks from that day, Hideout was full of people wanting to hear your songs. And in a month–you wrote another song, and finally, a company notices you…”

You looked at him. “And you couldn’t sleep that night, you were afraid, you were hesitating because–because you said if you accepted it, you might lose everything and maybe get everything you want. That scared you. But I told you, you should..” You walked closer to him.

“You should follow your dreams..” You pushed him using your index finger as you point him out. “Say something, Munson. When did I hold you back?” You asked coldly.

The ringing was heard in his ear. 

He heard your voice, your sweet voice, your hand carving into his body, your mouth leaving marks on his chest, and your hair making a mess on his bed.

He’s losing you.

“What do you want me to say…?” He couldn’t–don’t want to look at you, because if he looked at you, he would fall apart in front of you. He would beg, apologize, and fix everything but somehow, he hesitated, at his hesitation.

He lost you.

A ghost sigh left your lips.

“Goodbye, Eddie.”

— “i can’t find a pulse, my heart won’t start anymore for you.”

⟴ DECEMBER ‘90 

The crowd went wild as the entire stadium sang and jumped along, among the crowd was Eddie Munson. He is currently watching Metallica perform in California, all the songs gave him familiarity and connection. As he was also surprised people recognized him and got his autograph. He had this huge grin on his face, he looked like a kid, felt like a kid. 

Yet, he feels empty. 

And unknown. 

On the other side of the world, you sat and watch the sunset in Hawkins as Steve pulls you out of your trance. 

“We got the tickets. Robin and I were wondering if you wanna come with us…” He waved the ticket in front of you, Corroded Coffin’s world tour. “Didn’t  Dustin wanna come?” Steve raised his eyebrows.

“He does, but he is busy…” Steve chuckles as you also got the note. “With college.” 

The crowd was loud and jumping at their song, as Eddie was in his element. Steve, Robin, and you were watching from afar. As the two criticize the show, while you had this small sad smile on your face. As the show reaches its final leg, the camera on the concert hits you. 

Eddie stared at the screen for a long period.

As he stared at where you sat, you were so far, so far away from him. As his heart starts to pound louder, the cheers of the crowd meant nothing, you were there. The message of each band member meant nothing, you were there. As he heard his own heart, you felt…

Nothing. Your heart did not beat as fast as his, Your eyes did not sparkle as much as his.

And then, he knew. He knew.

As the camera left your seat, you wore a sad smile that matches Eddie’s defeated eyes.

In the bliss of the moment, he had everything, his dreams, his wish, his dream guitar, and the crowd that loves him. But upon gaining everything, he also lost everything.

He lost you. 

-- fin.

the ending was a bit rush but atleast it's done HAHAHA, n e way more eddie fic is coming on the way including a short series, the following stories are written last year but I wasn't able to post it due to school stuffs. ;> hope you guys love this angsty stuff. i promise i will give you guys fluff!!

⚘ masterlist 1 | 2 | 3

[punk-in-docs]

I have been thinking about Eddie having “I would kill for you energy” that’s so hot to me. Or like he’s mean to the whole world except for you, he’s the softest. 😫

That is Eddie’s WHOLE thing- oh my goodness. I swear the boy will bleed for you. Die for you. Kill for you. He turns his leathered DIO back to the world and is spiky as hell cause they don’t get him and they certainly don’t get you guys as a couple. They spit things at you both. The jocks. All horrible razor words that cuts at your back.

“Keep your freak on a leash.”

Eddie flips the bird. He makes devil faces. He stares them down, unblinking, and twirls away all chaotic if it gets too tense.

“Go find your balls, losers.”

But, when he turns to you, boy does he have bursting red hearts in his chocolate drop eyes. He tucks his face into your neck with blushes scrawled on his cheeks. He’s all smiles and soft spoken words for you. Tangling your fingers together. Your knuckles wedged around his chunky rings. He doesn’t pay any attention to them. His whole world is when he flicks his eyes to you- and that’s pretty damn amazing.

(And I know you have another req hiding in my inbox. I haven’t forgotten about it my love PROMISE but I’ve got a great idea for it 💜💖 bear with me)

[smellslikebeefinhere]

klance oneshot, teen and up audiences

prompt: i could never hate you

Honestly, Lance hadn’t even been planning on stopping by the training room.

Really, he was only innocently making his way to the kitchens (with no intention of stealing Hunk’s dessert whatsoever…) and just… happened to hear a particularly pained groan coming from the door to the training room. Naturally, being a very caring and kind person by nature, Lance opened the door only to check, and just… ended up staying.

Completely normal. Nothing homosexual or weird going on at all.

Okay, who was he kidding, he was totally just here to ogle Keith.

But who could blame him! Sure, the paladin of the Red Lion could be pretty mopey, and broody, and Lance wasn’t even gonna start on the obvious anger issues. But in the training room, he almost seemed to let go, in a strange way.

It was like fighting came naturally to him. Like he was made for it. Keith brought his sword down on the drones like it was an art form, and Lance couldnt help but admire the fluidity and grace. The way his hair formed dark waves in the air, his movements almost like water. And yeah, he would admit, it was kind of creepy.

But his crush on the red paladin had been going on for a while, and while Lance had accepted it was never going to happen, it couldn’t hurt to indulge just a little, right?

(Boy, was he wrong.)

Lance was suddenly snapped out of waxing poetic about Keiths raven-dark hair when a loud voice echoed through the room.

«Training sequence over.»

Lance barely had time to think shit before Keith Kogane himself turned around and caught his eyes.

Lance could feel the blush creeping up his neck as the boy stared at him. He didn’t think he’d ever seen Keith look this caught off-guard (and that was saying something. Lance had seen him look completely unfazed after just having been shot at from what looked like a space-giraffe.)

The silence continued on for a short while, but for Lance it might as well have lasted a year. He couldnt’ imagine how dumb he must look, in his sweatpants and a blue shirt that was a little too tight around the shoulders, just standing in the doorway. Probably red as a tomato, too. Dios mio.

«Can i-« Keiths voice came out a little rough, so he cleared his throat. «can i help you? With anything?» The question seemed completely genuine, with no hint of sarcasm. Lance was still trying to come up with an excuse.

«Oh, pshh, no i was just on my way to art, and then i just heard- well, no, on my way to the kitchen, i mean you looked like art-« Keith was just staring at him, slack-faced. «Not like, like art in a pretty way, in a… totally horrible way, like a Picasso or something, ANYWAY-« Lance’s horribly failing explanation was interrupted by the softest question he had ever heard uttered from Keiths mouth, so quiet he wasn’t even sure he heard it.

«You were watching me?»

The question sounded so unsure Lance couldnt help but soften a bit himself.

«Yeah.»

Oh, wow, the floor here was really interesting. Lance had never noticed the way it was made up of hexagons before.

«Yeah, I was.»

Now it was Keith’s time to flush. And Lance was not prepared for the red tinge dusting across his cheekbones and painting the tips of his ears. Art.

«I’m, uh, I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable or anything. It was just, I…» Lance could feel his own heart beating, and wow, was that normal? Maybe he should take a trip to the healing pods after dying of embarrassment later.

«It was just nice to see you doing something that wasnt yelling at me, for once.» The words came out with a laugh, but really Lance couldnt feel less happy. Because it really had been.

Sometimes it felt like the only thing they did was fight. And it was fun, sure, but Lance wanted… other stuff, too.

He wanted Keith to laugh with him, the way he did with Hunk. Wanted to nerd over things like astrophysics or piloting together. Wanted to talk to him, really talk to him. Wanted to be able to look at Keith without feeling like he didn’t matter.

And suddenly there were tears pricking at his eyes. Mierde, how mortifying. Lance started walking out of the room trying to choke back that awful feeling in his throat.

«Sorry, I’m sorry, Keith, hahah,»

«Don’t say that.»

Lance stopped dead in his tracks.

«I- don’t say that.»

Keiths voice was quiet but decided. He sounded almost… angry. But not for the reasons he should be.

«Lance, i didn’t know you…» Keith looked at a loss for words. «I didnt realize you looked at me as anything other than your stupid rival, or whatever.» Keith looked almost bashful as he studies his shoes.

«I dont really hate you. I just… it seemed like you really hated me. And i was just playing along with it. So stupid…» Lance’s heart breaks a little, he thinks. How could he ever think- ever- that Lance had even the smallest bit of hate for this boy in his heart? Jealousy, sure. Irritation, hell yeah. But hate? If Keith only knew…

«I dont hate you, Keith. I could never hate you.»

Lance’s voice is softer than he intended it to be, and he winces at the implications of his words.

«No?» Keith breathes, and Lance feels it on his skin. When did they get so close? And when did Lances hand end up on Keiths shoulder?

«How could you even think that i- if you had any idea what i really-« Lances words fail him. If this boy thought even for a second that Lance hated him, he would just have to prove him wrong in the most foolproof way he knew how.

Keith gasped as their lips connected. His lips were warm, and lightly chapped, and it only lasted for a second, but it was easily the best kiss Lance had ever had. Because it was him.

It was Keith- arrogant, loyal, jealous, strong, scarred, brave, beautiful Keith. His Keith. Who he had just kissed.

Oh my god, Lance had just kissed Keith.

He immediately backed away, failing to notice the shocked blush on Keiths face. «Oh my- Dios mio, I am so sorry, lo siento rojo, I know you dont- I’m so sorry,»

Keiths hands fist in his sweater and Lance is sure he’s about to get sucker punched before-

«Will you stop saying that,» and Keith drags him down by his shirt and crushes their lips together.

It’s like fireworks. And theyre both inexperienced and the angle is slightly awkward, but Lance tilts his head just so and he sees stars. Keith kisses like he does everything else, white-hot and burning, and so full of passion its almost too much.

But not really. Never too much, as Lance’s hands find their way into that stupid mullet, as Keith gasps into his mouth and he presses his tongue to the seam of Lances mouth, and Lance is sure that if he opened his eyes right now everything would be on fire.

But unfortunately, humans do need oxygen to live, and Lance reluctantly breaks the kiss and lets his forehead fall to Keith’s.

«You don’t hate me,» Keith, red-lipped and pupils blown, almost whispers against his cheek.

«No,» Lance says as he look down at the boy he loves, «I really, really don’t.»

[tonberry-yoda]

Chilly Night Breeze - Jean Pierre Polnareff

Pairing - Jean Pierre Polnareff x f!reader

Warnings - none!

Word Count - 391

Notes - omg, i found this buried in google docs. Ive been wanting to write for polnareff and wanted some inspo and found this, so i thought id post it for you guys! its short, but i like it

And don’t forget, REQUESTS ARE OPEN! So if you want to request any writing, please don’t hesitate to ask, but please read my pinned post before requesting! Please enjoy!! Don’t forget to stay hydrated! <3

She sat outside looking at the moon, her hair blowing in the chilly night breeze. She tucked her legs to her chest as goosebumps formed on her arms and she kept having to readjust the band aid that was falling off of her nose. And Polnareff, he just stood there. He stood there with her dinner in his hand and watched, blushing. He didn't realize how much he cared about this girl until that very second. They were all so focused on stand users and fighting and Polnareff was definitely too hung up on his sister. They didn't have time for all that. But in that moment, his love for her hit him like a brick. “M-Mon cheri?” She turned over and smiled. “Oh, thank you, Polnareff.” She stood up and grabbed her dinner from him and invited him outside with her. He sat down and it wasn’t the lights of the city that grabbed his eye, nor was it the moon and stars illuminating the balcony, it was her. He needed to protect her. They’ve all come so far together, he couldn’t just lose her. “Mon cheri… have you ever just… come to a realization and feel like it's too late?” “Are you okay?” She turned over and saw a small tear forming in his eye. “I'm fine. I just… We’ve all come so far. I don't want to lose any of you. Especially after all of our hard work.” “I don't want to lose you guys either. That’s been kinda eating at me lately. That and the feeling that we might fail and Holly won't… y’know.” “We won't. As long as we stick together.” She scooted her chair closer to his and he blushed, looking off into the distance. “Polnareff… have you ever been in love?” His face went warm and he turned towards her. “I-I'm French. Of course I have.” She laughed and stuck her hand out, cupping his face. “H-Have you ever been in love, mon cheri?” “Not like I am now.” She pulled him forward and pressed the softest kiss on his lips. A kiss that said ‘don't let me go. Not yet.’ Polnareff smiled and pulled her closer. They didn't know if everyone was going to make it when they found DIO, but at that moment, they still had each other, that’s all that’s important.

[sweet-villain]

Have Faith In Me~ Part 2~Sequel To Believe

Summary : While Eddie Munson is living his dream, being a rockstar. You and Billy were having some relationship problems, Lilly is six in this story. What happens when Eddie decides to take time off from his rockstar life? What happens when he appears at your door?

Part 1

Tags : : @ceriseheaven @josephquinnlover0 @irish-newzealand-idian-dutch @stillfalling30minslater @alyisdead @witchy-munson @tlclick73

My Master List is in This Area

" Daddy, no" Lilly screamed as she ran away from Eddie who has been chasing her claiming he was going to her and tickle her. It was so refreshing to see he was back from tour. But was he only here to see Lilly? You haven't spoken to him in months.

Eddie caught Lilly in his arms as he lifted up in her the air as he blew raspberries into her tummy. She squealed trying to get away from him. His hair tickled her too. She always was fond of Daddy's 2 hair comparing it to hers.

" Daddy! No!" she giggled before he set her down, kneeling down besides her and brushed her hair away. "You've grown so much since the last time daddy has seen you. Big girl" he cooed. She took her summer dress she was wearing a twirled for him. It was in baby look color with little stars on it. Her hair was in pig tails and her blue striking eyes were closed as she danced.

Eddie turns his head feeling eyes on him as he noticed you were watching him interact with his daughter. Even though Lilly wasn't biologically his daughter, Eddie was still her daddy from the very first time he held her in his arms.

He rose to his feet as he told her something and made his way where you stood to lean against the house.

" She's sweet as a little butterfly" he says as he looks back at Lilly who started to tell herself a story while sitting on the ground looking for worms.

" She's my little firecracker" you chuckled looking at Lilly too. Eddie's eyes turned to look at you, the way your hair was blowing in the wind, the way your eyes sparkled as you looked at your daughter, the way you had a smile on your face. He could tell how much Lilly meant to you and how she was the reason you were happy. But were you really happy? He looks back at the house and doesn't see Billy at the window like he had hoped.

" What's been going between you two?" he motions his head to the house talking about Billy and your relationship. Your eyes turned back to his, his hair hung a littler longer since the last time you saw him. His eyes were that brown chocolate color shade, his face looked as softest as ever. He sported a leather jacket , not the one that he used to wear with the Dio vest. This one was more expensive looking. He wore a Iron Maiden shirt underneath with black ripped up jeans, a chain like usual on the side of his pants. The chain looked different too. He still had the handcuff belt that he loved to wear and he had boots on his feet.

" We're fine" you mumbled, lying to him not really wanting to get into this with him right now. Eddie bite down on his bottom lip eyeing you and feeling the way you were closing up on the topic. Something you didn't want to talk about and he wasn't going to push.

" You know you can talk to me" he says. You nod, swallowing the lump in your throat. He takes a few steps towards you and reaches out to rub your arms up and down.

" It's okay, I'm not going to push you to talk to me. But I feel like whatever is going on isn't good for Lilly right now" you scoffed.

" And you know what's good for Lilly? You aren't her real dad. Remember?" A flash of hurt flashes behind those brown chocolate eyes. You didn't need to be harsh but you weren't about let Eddie walk back in your life like this. But as soon as you said those words, you regret it and wanted to take back.

You sighed, " I'm sorry, Eddie. Things been rough and I didn't mean it"

He nods even though it did hurt for a brief moment coming from you. Coming from someone he still loves and cares about. He has been giving you your space and letting you come to him if you needed him. The phone calls with Lilly were long and he has asked about you. Lilly would always tell you were good and than continue what she was talking about to him.

The door opens as it creaks, you felt so familiar goosebumps appear on your neck knowing Billy was standing there.

" Dinner is almost ready" he says eyeing Eddie and you standing so close to each other with a snarl on his face. You couldn't really tell but Eddie did as he looked up at Billy.

" Lilly, come inside" Billy says with his arms across his chest. Lilly turned her head hearing her father call out to her. She gets up with some dirt on her cheek and some on her dresses as she passes you with a wave to you and her father.

" Go wash your hands, angel" she stomps up the steps and Billy takes her inside.

" Are you joining us for dinner?" you ask Eddie. Eddie shakes his hands as he stuff his hands into his leather jacket pockets.

" No, not tonight. I'm going stop by to see Steve" you nod with a thin line on your lips as you shifted from one leg to the other.

" It was good to see you Eds" the familiar nickname sent a warm feeling in his stomach as he smiles at you. Dimples all out.

" It was good to see you too, you look good. You always did" a hint of red flashes your cheeks as you looked away.

" Are you going to say bye to Lilly?" he almost forgot about that as he steps inside the house. His boots hitting the floor as he looks around. It's not usually his style from the way it looked inside but it looked cozy. He spots Billy in the kitchen with his back to him and Lilly comes out from down the hall from the bathroom.

" All done!" she happily says to Billy who looks down at her with a warm smile. " Good girl" he says as he returns to what he was making. Her eyes meet Eddie as she races to him.

" Are you staying?" she asks. Eddie leans down on one knee as he brushes her hair away from her face that she could see better.

" No, bug. Daddy has to go see Uncle Stevie" Lilly pouted throwing her arms around Eddie. " Love you, daddy" she mumbles against his hair. Her nose wrinkling feeling his hair tickling her face.

" I love you too, bug" he says as he kisses the side of her head. " Alright" he steps back and raises to his feet.

" Good to see you, Hargrove" Billy pauses as he hears him. All Eddie gets is a groan from Billy.

" Have a goodnight" he winks at Lilly as he walks out of the house but not before looking back at you one last time. His eyes meeting your eyes and you swore you saw that twinkle in his eyes. The one that used to make your heart flutter.

You locked the door hearing plates being set on the table. Billy doesn't look happy as he helps Lilly to her seat. You sit across from Billy who doesn't look at you or says anything. There is silence around the table. The only thing that could be heard where the forks against the plate and humming coming from Lilly in between her bites.

" When is daddy coming back?" Lilly asks breaking the tension in the room. You thank god she did because you wanted to say some words to Billy. But no in front of Lilly.

" Soon, angel. Soon" she beams at your answer as she finishes eating. " Thank you daddy" she slide off her chair and walks over to Billy. He leans down feeling her kiss his cheek.

" You're welcome, Lillypad" she giggles at the nickname as she runs to her room. Billy soon after took his and Lilly's plates to the sink not bothering to say anything else to you like he usually does. Something was bothering him. He didn't turn on the faucet to was the dishes.

He stood there besides the sink with arms on either side on the counter looking out the window.

" Are you upset?" you finally decided to ask. Billy snorts hearing you. He turns his head to look at you.

" Now why would I be upset?" He asks, rolling his eyes.

" Just because Eddie came back to see Lilly, doesn't mean he came to see me" Billy scoffs.

" Yeah, I've heard that one before" he turns around putting his arms across his chest.

" What is that suppose to mean?" you stood up from the table and grabbed your plate heading towards him. You put the plate besides the sink since he was in the way.

" Munson only came here not only to see our daughter, but you. He wants to fuck your pretty pussy" those words went straight to your core as you whimpered.

Billy chuckled watching you clench your thighs together.

" Look at you" his hands took a hold of your waist bringing you flush against his chest. You gasped feeling how hard he was.

" Feel that?" you whimpered looking up at him, into those blue irises. They were a darker shade of blue, he's smirking.

" That's all for you, doll" he cups your face in his hands and crashes his lips against yours. Rough and teeth. You pulled away, " All for me? I thought you were leaving me for Munson? What happened to that?"

His jaw clenched as he tsked, " You're going to regret saying that. You have no idea what I wanna do to you right now."

You can't help but giggle, not missing the way his eyes darkened. It causes your stomach to tie in knots because you know what to say to press his buttons.

" I don't regret anything, ever"

" Oh doll," he bites his bottom lip, " trust me. You will."

Without another blink you are pulled away from standing near the sink to being shoved forward against the counter on the other end, hands on the countertop. You can't help but smirk up at him loving to push his buttons, and the following leaves you wanting for more.

His big hands slide up and down your sides causing you to gasp. His chest to your back as his fingers trail down your arms to grasp at your own hands.

He's almost all the way on you, pushing his body between you and the counter. You wished there was a mirror right in front of you to see how his body melted against your own. You can feel his hard he is against your ass, chest against your back and hands on top of yours. His breath tickling your ear.

You can his his warm. Feel every inch of him but that's not what you wanted.

His lips brush against your ear, " I'm going to ruin you. I know Munson came here to provoke me and show his puppy eyes to you. Did you want him to come here? Do you want him to fuck you instead?" he chuckles, " and then you go to push my buttons. "

His voice was deeper as he whispered sending shover down your body causing you to rub your thighs together.

" N-no sir. O-only you"

He turns you around happy that you answered correctly. Your looking up him with lustful eyes and glance down at his lips asking him what you wanted. He understands right away, leaning down to connect your lips with his.

The kiss is rough, needy with teeth. But his lips against felt so good. You two haven't been intimate in a while. Your body felt like it was burning against his, tongue dancing as one, and need to feel each other grabbing onto his bulge, giving it a squeeze.

He grinds against your hand, grunting.

" I need you" you gasped.

He smirks as he steps back leaving you whimpering for him.

" Look at you, such a needy slut begging for my cock. Is that what you want? You want me to bend you over this counter and fuck you?"

He sounded so hot right now, he hasn't been like this before. Not when you used to have sex with him and not when you were trying for a baby. It made your mind cloud as you clenched onto nothing.

" Yes" you whimper, " need you sir. Please."

" Then, open your legs for me, now" he growled.

His hands tugged down your pants and your panties that were soaked through. You felt the cold air hit your core causing you to gasp, stepping out from your panties and pants that Billy threw over his shoulder.

" Don't need those"

You lifted off your shirt over your head, being left all for his view to see. He growled at the sight, licking his lips like he hasn't eaten in days. You laid back on the counter spreading your legs as Billy stood in between your legs as he grasped your waist.

He slide down finger through your slick folds causing you to moan his name. Either he didn't catch it because he let it go this time as he continued.

Billy snickers at your whimpering.

" Best be quiet. Don't want our Lillypad to hear" he moved his fingers away earning a whine from you. You watch him as he unbuckles his pants and pushes them down his hips, letting them pool at his feet before he steps out of them and kicked them to the side.

Your mouth watered at the sight of his cock and you wished right now that you had him in your mouth. But you patiently laid on the counter waiting for him.

He grabs onto your legs and lifts you off the counter and harshly turns you around. His hand coming down to your bare ass causing you to yelp.

He chuckles.

" Here is what I'm going to do, I'm going play with your little asshole until you learn to be quite"

You whimpered laying your cheek down on the counter and reaching behind your ass and spreading it. You knew twice than to disobey him. Last time you did, you couldn't sit for a couple of days.

Billy takes his index finger and middle finger and begins to rub them through your folds to gather some of your slick first. The touch made you jolt in shock, moaning at the feeling. His fingers felt so good and you could of come right there and there.

He moves to your ass, rubbing it over your hole, playing with it just like he said he was going to do.

He begins to push one finger in, a deep moan ripping from you. His other hand comes to your back, caressing it until he was knuckles deep in you. He pulls them out and slides back in, pumping you. You were a whining mess.

You needed more from him.

You pushed your ass back and he took this as a sign to add another finger, fingering you faster and deeper. You cursed underneath your breathe when he adds another finger, pumping into you.

Suddenly you gasped not feeling his fingers anymore, you were a crying mess missing his touch already.

" You ready, doll?" he asks, chuckling as you whimper in response.  

You nodded, eager for his cock.

But Billy needed words, he needed to hear your voice.

" Please, sir" you whimpered.

" Such a needy slut," he mumbles leaning down kissing one of your ass cheeks.

" Fuck you" you spatted, annoyed already by the way he was taking his time with you and being impatient. " Oh doll, you're about to," he chuckles pushing two fingers into your hole. You moan loudly and jerk from the feeling.

But, he pulls his fingers back out to take his cock in his hand, groaning as he gives it a few pumps. He grabs your waist with his other hand as he alines himself, pausing to wink at you as you look back at him as he pushes himself in.

He barely gives you time to moan or gasp as he pulls out and slams his hips forward, again and again.

Your moaning, mouth a jar in bliss and pure pleasure. He was going in and out of you with ease, quacking his pace.

The slick sound and the way his balls were slapping against your puss made your head spin, and Billy had his head thrown back as he thrusted in you. Groans coming out of him as he held onto your hips tight. You were sure he would leave bruises.

" Fuck.." you mumble against the counter, tears streaming down your cheeks as you moaned and sobbed together.

" Baby..." he heard you call him, causing him to moan as he missed the way you called him using that pet name.He was so deep inside of you making his cock twitch. He truly did love you with every fiber in him, and would do anything to have you in his life.

You felt your stomach tie in knots, you were close. Billy was close too, he wanted you to cum first though. One of his hands released from your hips and went to your clit, circling but that was not enough for him as he moved to your entrance, pumping his fingers fast in you.

" I'm g-going to-o c-cum" you mumbled, not even saying it clear as you shut your eyes. His fingers in you and his cock made the stomach that felt like a knot snap as you cum on his fingers and clenched around him. Your ass clenches around his dick making it seem like you were pulling him deeper in you.

Your body is tingling as you moan and say his name instead of sir like you were suppose to. Tears are running down your cheeks feeling the feeling of overstimulation.

Billy pauses as he removes his fingers from your pussy and grabs onto your hair bringing you as his hand comes to your throat. The pressure on your neck makes your eyes roll to the back of your head.

He start thrusted into your harsh like an animal, chasing his own high hearing you whimper out to him.

" I'm close" he pants, he kept thrusting until the knot inside of him comes undone and he cums inside your ass, a loan moan erupting from him as he releases the hold from your neck.

He slowly slide himself out of you as he pants, stumbling against the sink counter with his hand on either side trying to catch himself steady. Your panting, tear eyed laying on the counter as you catch yourself and raising a bit to look over to him.

" Didn't know you could fuck me that good" He chuckles as he gets wet wash clothes and wipes you away. The wetness makes you hiss as he cleans you up and throws it into the sink once he's done.

He dresses himself up, his curls plastered to his forehead and helps you get dressed back up too. You throw your hair up in a messy bun, Billy leans down to kiss you, a small peck as he winks going to the sink as he starts the dishes.

The door creaks open and Lilly peeks her head out from the door.

" Are you and daddy finishing playing tickling each other?" she asks. Billy snickers hearing her. You shoot him a glare but he doesn't see it as he's washing the dishes.

" Yes angel, daddy and I are done playing"

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" You look chippier today" Robin says as she puts in some milk in her cart. She had noticed you were glowing today and something was different about you.

" What is that suppose to mean?" she shrugs but she points to your face. " Your eyes have this look and your smiling"

" Am I not allow to smile?" you continue to roll the cart with various food items she needed. Billy was spending time with Lilly today, he had off work today and wanted to be with his little girl. Meanwhile Vicky had called you over telling you that Robin needed help grocery shopping while she goes into work. Robin had no idea what to pick out without Vicky's help.

" I never said that. But you look good, too good" you rolled your eyes. She gasped all of sudden causing you to halt in your step with the shopping cart.

" What?" you asked her.

" You dirty, dirty girl!" your eyes were wide as saucers. Did she figure it out already? She works fast.

" What are you on Buckley?"

" Billy fucked you good? Didn't he?" she asks. You slapped your hand over her mouth as you looked around to see if anyone had heard her.

" Say it louder why don't you?" you huffed. She licked your hand which you wiped against your jeans. " Gross"

" Oh shut up, not like you didn't like that" she joked.

" Did you see Eddie?" the question you wanted her to avoid asking you. It's not that you wanted to talk about Eddie. It's just seeing him has brought some sort of feeling inside of you. The feeling of your stomach tied in knots and the feeling of goosebumps.

That feeling.

" He came by to see Lilly" you picked up a box of cereal and dropped it into the cart not looking at Robin who was giving you a look.

" And did you talk to him?"

" Talk about what Robin?" she threw her hands up in the air.

" I don't know about life, how he left on tour.. I don't know... how you were the reason he his band got so big..I don't know the unknown feelings..."

" What feelings? There isn't feelings. I'm with Billy" she nodded.

" But are you in love with Billy or is this something else? Maybe Eddie coming back ins't a bad thing.. you know. You two have history"

" I love Billy, Eddie is the past"

She didn't really believe you. But she didn't press you on it anymore as she follows you returning to the conversation she had with you earlier about her dogs.

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" Mama!" Lilly beamed as she raced towards you when you arrived home with some of your own groceries in hand. They were taken away from you and set on the counter as Lilly wrapped herself around your legs.

" I missed you my little angel" you grab onto her hands and blew raspberries on them looking down at her. Her blue eyes were twinkling as she giggled.

" How was your day?" you asked her kneeling before her. She swung your hands side to side.

" Daddy took me to you work and I got special pancakes, we drove to the lake too and threw rocks. We looked for worms too" you laughed knowing how much she loved to look for her worms. Her little friends as she calls them.

You looked up at Billy as he watched you from where he sat. His head tilted to the side. His curls hanging against his forehead, blue eyes locking on you, his cheeks were flushed and a smile appears on his face.

" I'm glad you had a good day" she yawned and rubbed her eyes. " Nap?" she nodded her head. You picked up her up in your arms, grabbing her a juice that she liked to drink.

Billy gotten up to kiss her on the head as you carried her to her room. She drank her juice while you changed her into something comfy to wear letting her hair down from her pig tails.

" You look happy" she says climbing into her bed.

" You make mama happy" you lean down tickling her little tummy making her giggle pulling the covers over her. " Sleep well, my little one."

Lilly likes to take naps sometimes otherwise she's going to be cranky all day. She was old enough to not take naps but she has grown to it and you let her do it once a week.

She snuggled in her bed while you closed the door and leaving it a jar as you headed to the kitchen seeing Billy unpacking the groceries.

" You didn't have to that" he turns his head to see you standing there.

He shrugged, " it's no problem."

" Robin today basically told the whole store you fucked me so good" the box in Billy's hands dropped as he heard you. His head snapped to look at you to see if you were joking and when he didn't see a smile or hear a laugh, his eyes grew wide.

" She did what?" you nodded.

" Don't worry, I put my hand on her mouth before she can yell it to everyone in Hawkins"

He wiped an imaginary sweat off his forehead like that was a close one.

" She said I was glowing when she saw me and I was smiling" he stopped what he was doing as he came around you and wrap his arms around you putting his chin on top of your head.

" Are you happy with me?" he asked. You brought your head up to loo cat him searching his face to see what this was really about.

" I am, you know that" he nods.

" I know I haven't been around when Lilly was born and Munson, had to be here" he scoffed at the mention of his name leaving his lips. " I haven't treated you the best either, I'm sorry.."

" Who knew Billy Hargrove could apologize" he rolls his eyes as he slightly pushes you. " But your here now, Lilly loves you and I love you"

" I love you too" he says leaning down to peck your nose.

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Steve suggested you all have a movie night like old times except this time Billy was bringing Lilly to work, the kids would be gone and it was just you, Eddie, Dustin, Steve, Robin and Nancy. The others couldn't make it for some reason.

It's been years since you have done this. Felt like years.

" Y/N, can you go get the bowl and fill it with chips? You know where it is right?" Steve asks as he sits on the floor looking through the movies that are laid out. He had to fight with Robin on which movies were being watched tonight.

" Yeah, I got it" you nodded as you stood up from the place on the couch and headed into the kitchen. You hummed as you looked around for that bowl that you know Steve's wife kept at. It was on the top shelf at the corner. You climbed onto the counter top on your knees and Eddie had happened to walk inside after going out for a smoke and sees you in his line of vision getting the bowl

But it's the peeking of your skin that catches him off guard from the way your shirt slide up. His lips apart as he licks his lips imagining the softness of your skin. He used to be able to feel it underneath his fingertips and against his lips.

He cleared his throat letting you know that you weren't alone in the kitchen. You hopped down from the counter with the bowl placed on the counter safely.

" Oh hey Eds"

" hey" he says as he walks towards your way and grabs the chips bag to help you out in opening it.

" You know my hands are capable of opening them myself" He smirks.

" No sorry, I wasn't informed your hands were working" he chuckled as you pushed his shoulder playfully.

" Shut it, Munson" he put his hands up laughing. Your head turned to look at him hearing him laugh. It used to be one of your favorite sounds in the world hearing him laugh. Your breath hitched not realizing how close he was and when he realized that too, he stopped laughing.

His eyes dropped down looking at your lips and back to your eyes than back to your lips and back to your eyes. You were still so beautiful to him. He fully turned to face you. You haven't fully took him, he's covered in tattoos. His hands too. He had a stubble going on that looked really good on him.

You snapped out of your thoughts as you grabbed the bowl but he took it out of your hands and placed it back on the counter. He had you backed against the counter with arms on either side of you as he leaned in a bit.

Not too close and not too far.

" What are you doing?" you asked, looking into his eyes. They were darker shade than you remembered.

" You're still so beautiful" he brushes a hair behind your ear. Usually this type of action would make you giggle like a school girl but you were with Billy.

" Eddie.." you give him a warning which he doesn't take as he leans closer. You can smell his expensive cologne on him, hint of weed and cigarettes off of him.

" Why not me?" Eddie asks, his fingers are itching to grab a hold of your hands in his but he doesn't and keeps them on either side of you. Why not him what?

Did he forget what he did to you? He cheated on you.

" I'm with Billy now" He nods but doesn't move away.

" Tell me to leave, tell me you don't want this..." he says. He has hope that you want him as much as he wants you. Your body is craving his touch and your mind is screaming at you to push him away and yet you can't. This was Eddie.

You loved this man with all your heart, he hurt you but he took good care of you and took care of Lilly too. You were confused on what you were feeling.

When you don't move Eddie brushes his lips against yours, just a small brush causing you to gasp as you push him away.

" I'm with Billy, what makes you think I want to be with you? Did you forget what you did or should I remind you?" He hung his head as he shook his head. He still has the clear picture of your face when you found out what he did.

" Is that why you did what you did?" he rose his head to meet your gaze. Your eyebrows knitted together in confusion on what he means. But you kinda figure it out. He means him becoming who he was today, with his band.

" Not really" you tell him. " Corroded Coffin deserved the world, and I pushed it into your hands"

He gently smiles.

" You know I'm never going to be thankful for what you've done" you nodded.

" It was your dream" He nodded. " It was but that wasn't all of it, my dream was to share it with you. To show the whole world that someone like me had someone like you by their side and I screwed it all up."

You pursed your lips, " Yeah, well. Things looked up for you anyways. I'm sure you had plenty of babes thrown your way anyways."

" Why does it matter how many?"

You rolled your eyes, " It doesn't matter" you picked up the bowl of chips but Eddie didn't believe that it didn't matter to you when clearly it does. It was just a number but that number seemed to bother you as you walked away from him.

You sat yourself between Dustin and Eddie who came trailing behind you. He threw his arm at the back of the couch sharing one more look with you before the move started.

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There was silence between the two of you as you told Billy what Eddie almost did. You were witting for Bill to lash out or say something mean to you. But he doesn't.

He's looking at the ground with his arm across his chest like he's thinking hard on this.

" I didn't kiss him or anything" He nodded letting you know he heard you. " Are you going to say something?" He rose his head to meet your gaze. Those blue eyes off his are glossy.

" What's wrong?" you step over to him bringing a hand to cup his cheek. " Baby?"

" He's going to take you away from me, away from Lilly" he sniffled as tears started to pool down his cheeks. " No, No, No" you shook your head as you wrap your arms around his neck. Billy wraps his arms around you as he buries his face into your neck.

" He's not going to take me away, no"

" Daddy?" you heard Lilly ask. Billy pulled away from you as he hears his daughter voice call out to him and brushed his tears away from his face. He doesn't want Lilly to see him like this.

He was strong and he didn't want Lilly to think her dad was weakling.

" Why are you crying?" Billy kneel down.

" I'm not crying" he shake his head but Lilly can see his red eyes and the fresh stained cheeks with tears.

Lilly walks into his arms, burying her face into his neck as she snuggles him. He stands up with her in his arms. Those two were a copy of each other.

He kisses on top of her head as he holds her.

" I love you daddy" she says. Her eyes turn to you.

" I love you mama"

" I love you too, both of you" you kissed Lilly's cheek and took one of Billy hands bringing it up to his lips. Billy looks down at you as you do and he smiles.

He hopes that his heart doesn't get heart broken. He doesn't want to lose you or Lilly.

[princesscatherinearts]

Brushing 💚👑

Dio has a thing for brunettes 🥰

Also on AO3 https://archiveofourown.org/works/50448277 “Your hair is so soft today, princess.”

Dio’s fingers brushed through her long, brunette hair; his hands glided from her scalp down to her lower back. It felt like he was touching the softest yarn in the world. He wrapped a strand of her hair around his index finger and gently pulled it, feeling it unravel. He could admire it all day, sitting in bed, attentively playing with it and caressing it rhythmically.

“Are you done grooming me yet?” Caitlin quipped, turning to face her husband with a warm smile.

“Do you want me to stop?” Dio asked, his eyes locked with hers.

“Well, do I need to get up to take a piss,” she replied with a hint of amusement. “So, I would say yes.”

“Right, sorry,” he said as he promptly withdrew his hands from her hair.

He watched as she got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, losing sight of her as she walked through the doorway. Waiting for the return of his princess, Dio moved his body over to the nightstand near the bed and grabbed a hairbrush. 

Upon returning from the restroom, Caitlin was delighted to see her husband patiently waiting for her. 

“Aw, did you miss me that much?” She teased, placing her hands on her hips.

“Come here,” he said, patting the spot on the bed near him while holding the brush. “Let me brush your hair.”

She turned around and promptly plopped down on the bed, positioning herself to get more comfortable as Dio pulled her hair back. The brush raked through her long strands of hair, gliding down her scalp to the end. Once it got caught in a knot, he delicately combed through it, ensuring it did not hurt Caitlin.

“So beautiful,” Dio murmured, his eyes transfixed on her long hair. “You’re being such a good girl for me.”

A bright red hue tinted her face. Caitlin couldn’t help but melt as he praised her. His silky, velvet voice was honey to her ears. The way his hands gently stroked her hair in rhythmic motion soothed her. A yawn escaped from her mouth.

“You’re making me sleepy,” she spoke softly, wiping her eyes. 

Dio hummed, putting the hairbrush down to wrap his arms around Caitlin and pull her into his embrace. He pressed a kiss to her shoulder, trailing to her neck and her cheek. She turned around to welcome his warm comfort, wrapping her arms around his shoulders to kiss him. He closed his eyes, leaning into her kiss and her love.

[steveiscaitiesbabygirl]

Had some thoughts about poly! Teens and comforting each other. Talked about this awhile ago on discord and felt the need to share them here too.

Eden goes to Steve because he listens to her vent without interrupting her. All while allowing her to paint his nails. She goes to Steve because as much as she pretends to hate it, she loves the way that he’ll take her into his arms afterwards. How he’ll wrap himself around her and say nothing when she starts to pick at the nail polish they just waited to dry for 10 minutes.

Steve goes to argyle because argyle is easy to be around when he’s upset. He doesn’t ask any question just welcomes steve with open arms and runs his fingers through his hair until Steve’s able to calm down enough to explain what has made him so upset.

Argyle goes to Robin because her rambling makes him feel a little less crazy. Everyone seems to handle all this crap with such ease (see the scene with the dead FBI agent) it’s nice to know he’s not the only one who’s freaked out by it. (They all are, robin’s just a little louder about it)

Robin goes to vickie because vickie is nice and calming, she’s all soft touches and “are you okay?” “How can I help you?”. Vickie makes Robin feel cared for in a way she doesn’t think she ever truly felt before.

Vickie goes to Nancy because Nancy is blunt in a way that makes her feel truly seen. She never has to worry about Nancy sugarcoating her words to make Vickie feel better. She tells it how it is and more often than not she bitches with vickie and tells her how she deserves better and she shouldn’t let people take advantage of her kindness

Nancy goes to Barb because no one else truly knows Nancy the way that she does. Barb is familiar and warm. She almost never has to ask Nancy what’s wrong because she seems to already know. Much in the same way that she just knows that Nancy just wants to vent while they sip at their hot chocolate.

Barb goes to Jonathan for the quiet. While she loves Nancy, she knows that Barb being upset would just make her want to go out and fight whatever made her upset, so Barb goes to Jonathan. He offers her companionable silence as they walk along a path in the woods and he takes pictures. The only words being spoken are her quite words of praise when he shows her one he’s especially proud of.

Jonathan goes to Eddie for the loudness. Sometimes he just needs background noise to his thoughts and Eddie is the perfect candidate. He’s always willing to talk about his campaigns or the new Dio song that came out to anyone that will listen.

Eddie goes to Heather, much to his shock. He wasn’t expecting it but Heather gives him a sense of normalcy. On the days that he thinks of the cold, grimy floor of the upside down, and the sharpness of the bats teeth as they tore into his skin, he finds he wants nothing more than to follow heather around like a lost puppy as she goes on one of her shopping sprees. He normally hates this but on these days it seems to be exactly what he needs to reassure himself that he’s alive, he’s here, and he’s shopping with Heather fucking Holloway. What the fuck

Heather goes to Chrissy because she’s soft in a way Heather rarely gets to be. Chrissy ushers heather into the bathroom so they can soak in the tub together. Afterwards, Chrissy will give Heather her softest clothes and start to eagerly brush through heather’s hair and massage her sore muscles. Chrissy pampers heather in a way she never thought she would allow. But Chrissy shows her that she’s not being high maintenance by wanting to be taken care of sometimes.

Chrissy goes to Eden because Eden encourages Chrissy to not be so soft all the time. She tells her that Chrissy is allowed to get mad and she’s more than allowed to tell people to “go fuck themselves”. Chrissy loves going to the top of a high hill with Eden and finally being able to scream about her hatred of her mother and how she’s sick of having to act like the perfect daughter.

[return-of-a-space-cowboy]

The Giant's sky pt1

(yandere Jonathan and Erina X female reader)

Inside the giants fortress you realized how stupid you'd been. So angered at the giant slayer known as Dio Brando for all his misdeeds that you'd vowed to slay a giant yourself. How foolish you were, filled with the very poisonous pride he had.

You'd climbed the very giant beanstalk he'd climbed, after a few days you had reached the clouds and stormed into the castle with adrenaline in your veins but now you realized just how small you really were, how could your sword kill a giant if it was a mere pin to them. You treeded the halls like a cautious mouse, eventually entering the kitchen before footsteps that roared like thunder approached. You saw a cabinet door slightly ajar and hid inside a teacup the size of a large bath. Your heart pounded with each step.

The cabinet door opened and a large hand wrapped around the cup you laid in. You froze in horror as you saw a giant woman looking down upon you in shock. Her hair was a lovely blonde and eyes a soft blue.

"Oh a human, what may you be doing here?" Her soft voice carried like a song. You bit your lip as no words could make their way past your throat.

"You poor thing… you must be so scared, let me help you out of there" she said as she gently tilted the cup so you safely slid onto her free hand.

She noticed the rags you wore and the dirt on your face as you sat on her palm.

"I'm not going to hurt you" she reassured you as she put you down on the bench before leaving to go grab something. She was oddly nice for a giant. All the tales you had heard of them were horrifying, that they would steal a kingdom's riches and eat its citizens.

She'd quickly returned with a dress your size and placed it in front of you.

"Hopefully it fits, I can't stand seeing a pretty human dressed in rags" she explained. You reached out and touched it to feel the softest fabric imaginable.

"My name is Erina" she introduced herself, hoping it would make you trust her.

"My name is (Y/n)!" You yelled, knowing she would not hear you if you spoke normally.

"(Y/n), that's such a nice name" she completed.

"Why don't you stay here and have some tea with me?" She offered, it felt weird having a giant offer you, the equivalent of a rat to a cup of tea but you accepted.

She left one more and returned with a human sized tea set as well as a chair and table.

"How do you have so many human sized things?" You asked.

"These used to be what I played with as a child, I've these for when my husband and I have a child of our own" she explained as she picked you up and placed you on the large dining table before setting up the smaller table for you.

"I'll be back with some tea in a moment, feel free to have a snack in the meantime" she told you as she pointed to the mountain of pastries in front of you. You were starving yet the massive pastries that were almost the same size as you were daunting.

[goldentemplariumcrow]

I love the fact that young adult Dio could go from awkward overthinker to bomb of sensuality depending on who he was dealing with... and how, at some point, this pendulum just broke and got stuck on permanent sexy mode, but instead of trying to fix it, Dio simply went with "that's my thing and I'm never getting rid of it". So, nowadays he's just there, being pretty, playing by his rules, and basically speaking in the softest, most rumbling, lowest and husky voice to everyone around him, just for the pleasure of seeing them get the chills.

[thewritersaddictions]

2023: Eddie Munson- Episode 4 In Common

Pairing: Eddie Munson x OC!Lilly Miller

Pov: Eddie Munson

Warnings: 2023, smoking weed, learning the internet, cuddly nature, skull rock, or lovers lake, OC! Lilly opens up about her past, honesty, and Eddie falling in love with OC!Lilly

Summary- Eddie and Lilly go through online music and she teaches him all the new lingo of phone usage! Just spending time together. He offers to take her somewhere nice in town, and they smoke some more weed together. More touchy-feely. 

A/n- firefly-graphics for dividers

WC- 4.2k

Stranger Things Master List // The Adults Master List // 2023 Series Master List

“Come on Eddie let me show you this.” Lilly said in a sing-songy voice. It had already been a month since they had their dinner date thing at Steves. For the whole rest of the month it was spent getting me some new clothes, and get more comfortable with the idea that I wasn’t going anywhere besides Lilly’s trailer. I was getting up from the small dinner table that Lily was using as a catch all for everything. “What’s up?” Our conversation only now starting to become smoother, glide easier from topic to topic. “You said you like metal right?” 

I cocked my head a little bit. I don’t really remember a lot of the things I say nowadays, words just sorta fly out of my mouth. Most of the time my mouth is left open from viewing a world that is far more advanced then I was ever used to. I always sorta dreamed of a futuristic world, but never what Lilly had shown me so far. “Yeah I think I did.” I answer still wondering why she’s taking this conversation. She’s sitting on the couch, her legs crossed over each other. She’s looking down at her phone screen.

It had been something I wasn’t able to not comment on. She had shown me a few things, like how messages were instant now, and emojis which was a fucking funny word. “Come sit, I know I’ve shown you a few things. I think you might just like this the most though.” Lilly was so sweet in everything she did motioning me to come sit next to her I did. My knees touching hers. “This app right here.” She said pointing down to her screen, “This is for if you weren’t able to cause music.” Lilly must be joking right. 

“What do you mean? Well…I had noticed that you didn’t have a radio or anything like that I mean besides in your car but that seems normal enough you don’t have a cassette player though.” She stared at me as I rambled on until my lips stopped moving and the words stopped forming in my head. “I know I’m going to show you this instead so you can listen to music faster, and theres more of it.” Lilly was clicking the app on her screen, and the screen changed rather quickly. “Search anything your heart contents Eddie.” “Anything?” I asked. 

She hummed, and I looked down at the phone in my hands. It wa smaller then my hands. It had seemed that everything nowadays was smaller. Nothing besides stores had gotten bigger. Hawkins was still small and quaint. I let my fingrs press softly into the online keyboard. I pressed until the letters formed words on the bar above the keyboard. I wrote out ‘Metal 80’s’ I heard the softest giggle from besides me, I hadn’t rrealized she was watching over my shoulder so intently. “I figured you go back to your roots.” Lilly commented, “My roots?” I questioned her. 

“Yeah you’ve got that metal vibe. I feel like I already said that… Maybe I didn’t. Now I want you to click which ever one interests you the most.” She says returning my attention back to the phone in my hands. I scroll I feel like that’s what I’m supposed to do, I scroll until I see Dio. It’s the cover album that I had painted on the back my jean jacket. “I like this album from Dio, the last in line. Spoke to me a lot when I was kid.” My words stopped dead when a bubble popped up. 

A bubble that said calendar event; Birthday to me. I turned looking at Lilly  “it’s your birthday today?” I asked, my attention was drawn away from the potential for music and for the that fact it was Lilly’s birthday. I hadn’t known her long and maybe she had other things more important things to do, either way . She hummed, shaking her head before looking back down at her phone. “Happy birthday? How old are you turning today?” I ask, Wayne had taught me a few things, like always be respectful to women, and never ask their age. “Shit sorry I…” 

Lilly laughs for a moment, “If you must know Eddie I’ve turned 22 today.” She’s giggling. “Do you not have things planned?” I ask her, I had already turned 21 and 22 but I remember thinking that it was great to be able to drink legally I guess. Uncle Wayne had given me my ‘first’ real drink a beer that had been sitting in the fridge for who knows how long. I look fondly on the memory. “No haven’t got a one, friends in this town are shotty. I have a feeling you know I mean.” I shake my head. 

Agree with her sadly, I had friends before I met the chaos gang of the upside down. Gareth and Jeff had been my friends but that was because we had our band together. “I understand what you mean.” I dropped the conversation sensing that it might not be a great idea to try and continue on with it. “So now you can choose whatever song you wanna listen to from that album.” Lilly said dropping the conversation and going right back into the music thing. I was amazed by the fast selection along with not waiting for the other songs. 

“What do you listen to for music?” I asked, wanting unnerving to learn more about Lilly. Not that Lilly wasn’t beautiful to gaze at or that her voice made goosebumps show up on open skin, but I just didn’t want to fuck up. “Well I mean that’s a hard question for me to answer Eddie.” I look at her, hard question. Ask my choice of music any day and it would be the same every single time. “Here Eds,” She glides her fingers over my fingers taking me to another icon, before showing me a huge like list. “My favorites.” 

She giggles, there’s a number at the top, “Seventeen hundred songs Lilly! HO-LY SHIT” I’m exgrateratting to no extent but it’s still funny to her face contrast with emgrassament to the knowing look that I’m fucking her with. It’s odd I’ve only known her for a few months and there’s already this unbreakable bond that’s building between us. She rolls her eyes and takes the phone. Snatching it from my hands. “Whatever, you listened to songs on a walkman probably!?” She teases me, I squint my eyes and pretend in the worst way to be mad. “It was records acutally.” 

She busts out laughing and it causes a cascade like falling rain of laughter to fall from me. It’s so quiet in the trailer park yet in this trailer in the mid afternoon as the sun is high in the sky somehow it’s so loud and vibrant. The laughter doesn’t stop there, “You most definitely would pass the vibe check!” Lilly says with excitement, my eyes go wide with wonder, “What the hell did you just say to me?” I question her, “It’s just means that you’re cool, like you’d be cool to hang out with.” I hum at her. 

“What it means that, here look.” She says bringing her phone back into the conversation, she moves quickly her fingers moving like how my mind works when I’m trying to figure out some D&D storyline. “Look, according to google it means ‘to successfully emanate a cool, chill and laid-back aura.’ Word for word she repeats the words on her phone screen. I can’t help but looked shock, “So you’ve got the slang words to huh?” I ask her suspicion of what other crazy words there are. Lilly looks more shocked than I did, “Yeah we’ve got slang words too.” 

With a roll of her eye she’s back on her phone looking for more, “I didn’t really have one for vibe check, but have you heard this one, ‘gag me with a spoon’.” Lillys eyes grow with amusement. “Eddie what did you just say to me?” She’s laughing and talking at the same time. “In simple terms or fucked up ones?” I ask her, she rolls her eyes once more. “Tell me both Eddie.” “In fucked up terms it can mean about a few dozen things, but in simple terms it means that was disgusting, gag me with a spoon.” 

She stares at me. Waiting a few moments like she’s trying to think up something new into the world. “I’ve got one better Bussin’” I drag my hand through my hair as wonder and amazement that these slang terms havent’ gotten any fucking better. “Bussin’” I echo her. “Bussin’” She comes with, “Just means amazing Eddie.” Sitting there I think back to my slang terms, words that I used almost daily and then it clicks. “Bussin’ equals gnarly.” I say simple before looking up at her. She hangs wit her mouth open, “Close your mouth you might catch flies Lilly.” 

She shuts her mouth quickly. A moment passes, “gnarly doens’t equal bussin, but I have a better one anyways.” She’s trying desperately to coax me into asking her, “I don’t know if I truely wanna know now.” I play from a different angle. She squints her eyes at me, creasing her forehead in the process. “Bougie.” Again we stare at each other, “Bougie” I echo her again. “Bougie.” She echos back. Like a long empty hallway of one worded answers. “Meaning?” I ask, “In your terms, I would say Mr. Harrington house is Bougie, and maybe even his style too.” 

She winks at me. “Are you sure that you don’t have any plans?” I ask her once more. She looks down at her wrist, but there’s nothing there. No watch no nothing. “Hmm let me just check, no I’d rather spend it with you… if that's okay.” She says sweetly. Lilly moves from her legs being crossed. “How about we go somewhere?” I suggest she stretches her legs, shorts that ride up her skin. The sun has gone down the laughter causing a large time gap for me. Nearly dinner time anyways. “Why don’t I take you somewhere.” She nods. 

Getting up and out isn’t the hard part, it's finding some place to get a late sorta late dinner before I take her to one of my favorite places. “I grabbed my weed if that’s okay?” Lilly asks, I look over at her as I pull into a parking spot in the local outskirts diner in Hawkins. “Yeah of course, I mean it’s your birthday anyways.” I get out of the car and over to her side. Opening her door, “My lady, would you accompany me to dinner tonight?” I ask dramatically moving my body around, she laughs nodding again. 

It’s not to crowded but it’s not super empty. Lilly glides to a booth near the back of the dinner. She slides into the seat infront of me and I slide in on the other side across from her. “I know I don’t have a… well any money but I thought I could half assed treat ya.” I mention, she looks up from the menu that was already at the table. “I know Eddie.” Lilly says sweetly going back to look at her menu. It’s not rush hour but there's a few creepy faces around. “Look at your menu Eds.” 

I look over and she’s handing me this large plastic covered menu. There are a few hundred choices. Mix and match different orders or half order together to get whatever you want for breakfast, lunch, or dinner. “Eddie, are you alright?” She asks. She's looking over the edge of her menu. It’s like magic how she makes me feel as if we’re the only ones in the diner. I was lost in a world somewhere here and not here. “Yeah, just trying to make a choice is all.” I answer her by eyeing her over the edge of the menu. 

She continues to keep her watchful eye on me. Wonderment glossing through her beautiful brown eyes. She hadn’t changed her clothes besides grabbing a sweater before she locked the door behind her. She had a short sleeve low cut shirt on, it gave a rather perfect view of her chest. A pair of bell bottoms, not that they didn’t make her ass look great when she walked in front of me to inside the small diner. As I continue to look over the meals. I’m distracted, as an older gentleman starts walking up towards our booth. Pot belly and all. 

He’s slimy, and I can’t help but become over protective over what I’m already considering to be mine, but she’s not mine. Lilly will most likely, most definitely never want me like I want her. I have to curb the anger that is growing stronger in my chest. “Hey doll, what are you doin’ here?” The voice is grating and it makes me even more angry. Lilly doesn't even acknowledge him, that is until he reaches out to touch her. She grabs his hand. He doesn’t know what is happening, just that he’s probably pissing his pants from her grip. 

“Shit let go of my hand!” He wasn’t yet screaming or anything, but Lilly was grabbing the attention of many folk within the  diner.  “Why? Do you think it’s alright to go out and touch random female strangers who you think want you to touch them?” Her face was snarled up. Her hand visibly tighten harder around the old mans wrist. I sat in complete and utter awe at her. “What is your problem?” He moaned out, “I’m making a point that you seem to be missin’ get the fuck out of here before you make a larger mess huh!” 

Lilly not once raised her voice, and the eerie concern that Hawkins haydn’t changed just every creep or jerk had just gotten older was rubbing underneath my skin. A few moments of the diner being quiet besides a ding of the bell as the old fart ran away with his  tail between his legs. “Whatever just happened I don’t dare want to know how many times you’ve had to do that.” Waving the waitress over. Her apron hung lower on her body a teenager who didn’t want this ghastly job. “What can I get you today?” Monotone voice ringing out. 

We ordered and sat in silence for only a few moments before the teenager returned with out drinks. A coke, and one large hot chocolate. The cup was hot was steam rolling off the top of the ceramic cup. “Do you always get a hot chocolate with your breakfast?” I asked winking at her. Lilly rolled her eyes before looking down and blowing softly into the liquid causing tiny ripples to fly through it. “I do infact, never go without a good hot chocolate even if it’s way to hot for the warmth of the hot chocolate to be comforting.” 

She sipped her warm drink and I sipped my fizzy drink. Without noticing at all, the waitress was walking our way with two plates and maybe a few more on the way. A simple breakfast for dinner sorta of night tonight was. Calm and peaceful to eat a morning meal before you go to sleep. The wafting smell of pancakes with butter melted into them, eggs with enough salt to kill a horse, sausage links that always made you thought you were eating something just a little spicy. Lilly licked her lips, the teenage left so we can gorge ourselves. 

For someone I didn’t know anything about, we made the silence of eating and forks scratching against the porcelain plate comfortable. How we managed to do that I didn’t understand. I got to eating after watching Lilly for to long that she caught my eye on her. The silence is cut short when Lilly ask me a question about my past. “Was this a place you always came to when you were… here before?” She asks, we haven’t figured out what to call my falling through her ceiling yet. “I did, my band and i would stop after a show.” 

“Band?” Lilly is so much more intrigued in learning about me. It’s a stark contrast to what I’m used to, the names getting thrown around my head, the way my head would hit a locker or the hard concrete ground in the back parking of that stupid Hawkins highschool. “Eddie?” She asks throwing me out of my head, “Where’d you just go?” She asks, “I… just thinking is all.” I answer her, “Yeah I had a band, I guess you could say it was my baby ya know.” I shove a forkful of eggs and bacon. “So many guitar picks.” 

“What?” I had only just managed to swallow the eggs before she bursted those words out of her mouth. “Yeah I swear once Wayne had left the trailer he said to pack away anything I found that was in the room in the back. I don’t think he ever went back in there after you left. But seriously Eddie how many picks did you loose?!” Lilly is on the verge of asking, teasing me I can tell. Her eyes are glinting over. I can’t put my finger on just yet. “I lost many.” I reach up, fishing out my necklace. 

“That one important?” She asks, she’s eyeing my hands. “What do you mean?” I only manage to not sound like a dick. “When I took you to the hospital and all, they gave me all of your things to keep safe.” She’s looking at me. “I figure that it was important if it was chained around your neck ya know.” She shrugs. I eat as she talks about my pick that’s around my chain necklace. There’s a growing silence that makes it hard to concentrate on anything other then her. “So is it for a girl? Ya know a gift?” 

I see something, ther’es something behind her eyes. A twing of jealousy, a twing of hurt that she might be right that it’s connected to someone who’s special to me. “Nope. More like a gift from my mom before she ah before she passed away.” I answer her dreadful question. The tension in the conversation loosens but something else grows in it’s place. Sadness and pity in her eyes. “I’m sorry Eds, I didn’t mean… I’m glad that you have something of hers.” Lilly speaks quietly. The food on both plates is almost gone and the teeanger is back again. 

Dropping the check on the table before takingthe plates away with a rather angsty attitude. I roll my eyes as I see Lilly reach for the check, a few bill she pulls out of her purse. Before I know it Lilly is grabbing my hand and we’re walking out of the diner. It seems darker outside, the sun had set, but regardless of that the cool air is welcomed. In comparison to the diner it’s like a cool bath being outside. Lilly doens’t automatically get into the car rather sitting on her hood. “Take me somewhere beautiful Eddie?” “Of course.” 

We sat on the hood for only a few more moments. The sound of passing cars, and the crickets coming out to make way to much noise. She scooted closer, resting her head on my shoulder. With LED’s lights shining down it was hard to look up at the late nights sky to see any of the stars around us. We sat there for a few minutes. In utter and complete silence. “We should probably get going Lilly.” I said in the quite outside air. She hummed not moving until I did. “Okay let’s go Eds,” Lilly whispers to me. 

We get into the car, and Lilly is automatically messing with the heating system. I curse that her seats aren’t connected in the front seat. I would love if she just slide over and was resting her head on my shoulder. I would love to have her touching me, I want that. So I make it happen. One hand on the wheel, and another reaching out. My palm up and waiting her touch. She seems to notice, and slips her hand into mine. Now our hands rest on the center console. Radio low, and playing country, Lilly starts singing along. 

I can only catch a few of the lyrics, Lilly seems to know the whole song. Starting from the beginning and right up until the melody stops in the background. This process repeats. Until I make it to our destination she sings just under her breath. She’s beautiful and it’s hard for me to not look and stare at her. She’s somehow comfortable with me and so am I. The drive stars to slow down as I have to navigate the rock path that leads to the top of lovers lake. “We’re almost there Lilly. I hope you like it.” 

Lilly opens her eyes which I hadn’t notice that they were closed. “Where did you take me, Eds?” Lilly asks, she doens’t let go of my hand. Not that I really want her to. I look down between at our hands, clearing my throat she lets go of my hand. The silence is different this time. Regardless though Lilly grabs her purse and out shuffles again to many things packed away in her small pocket book. She manages to grab onto the bag of small blunts. “Let’s go Eddie, I wanna start smoking.” Lilly says jumping out of the car. 

“”By the way this is lovers lake, not that the name has anything to do with the… I just really like coming to this place not that it has changed much which is good.” The words ramble out of my mouth with great speed. Lilly giggles and grabs my hand as I get out of the car after slamming the drivers door. The head lights are turned off giving us a better view of the lite up sky. Stars that shine in their own way. Lilly throws down a blanket the grass pricking through the fabric. “This is comfy Lilly.” 

It truly is, and  Lilly only lets go of my hand to smooth out of the blanket and allow for the fours corner to be extended out fully. “Do you wanna pick or let me?” Lilly asks as she sit down next to me on the blanket. She’s digging in the bag with the blunts. “You can pick.” I say looking up towards the sky. The only thing that bring the light to our little area is the lighter, as she picks on for herself and lights it. Picking another for me and lighting it, before placing inbetween my lips. 

She lays down next to me. Looking through the tree line. A large open space to let you see the lake down below. It’s all perfect, and in a perfect night like tonight you can see most of the stars reflect down on the lake. “It’s really pretty down here.” Lilly says, as a puff of smoke extends out and evaporates. It mights be cold but with Lilly laying down right next to me I’m so warm inside and out. 

“It really is beautiful.” I say. I can’t tell if I’m talking about the lake, the sky, or her. Maybe it’s all of them at once. But I can’t manage to get my eyes off of her. She doens’t seem to care though, it’s like she enjoys being looked at, stared at. I don’t mean to be creepy and maybe she knows that. I take a few puffs of the blunt she handed. This one is fatter then hers. She seems to lost in her own world as she scouts up closer to me. I’m not laying down my legs extend out and allow for Lilly to rest her head in my lap. So close my hearts beats so fast. 

We smoke until the blunts run out of smoke and there’s a floating feeling the whisps across the both of us. “Eddie what’s so special about this place?” Lilly asks as she turns her head to look up at me instead of out towards the lake view. I hum and think for a moment. “I used to come here whenever I was sad, mad, or hurt. This was the most peaceful place in all of Hawkins. The town wasn’t very nice to me whenI was around.” I get the words out before something of a teary mixture can get out.  

“I feel like I remember your uncle Wayne talking about how the town could be horrible people to the things they cared to not understand, or simple didn’t like.” Lilly said she was still looking up at me, she moved in my lap her arms wrapping around my wasit. She was so warm, and she hugged me tightly. I worried that she might notice how uncomfortable I was growing in my jeans. Thankfully she didn’t say anything, so when she finally let go I took a breath. “I’m sorry people here are dicks.” Lilly says, I look down at her. 

“Yeah but you’re not. You’re sweet probably more then you need to be to me. I have to thank you for everything you’ve already done for me.” I say. Lilly blushes and even in the night sky the moon glows down enough for me to see it. “Should we stay here?” I ask her. She shurggs her shoulders. “I don't have anywhere important to be tomorrow.” Lilly says off into the distance of the lake. “Coolio.” I get more comfortable. I start by complete accident gliding my fingers throug her hair. “Eds?” “Yeah.” I stop, “Keep doing that please Eds.” 

I don’t stop not until Lilly’s breathe slows and my hands stops I shift and I end up fall asleep right there with Lilly in my lap asleep.

Completed on: 04/22/23

Posted on: 05/06/23

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