#yandere chrissy cunningham

[berry-loves-yandere]

Saccharine pt.3

Yandere Stranger Things characters with an overly sweet darling headcanons:

Characters: Chrissy Cunningham, Jason Carver, Gareth Emerson, Jim Hopper, Joyce Byers, 001/Henry Creel/Peter Ballard

Warnings: stalking, kidnapping, obsessive behaviours, possessive behaviours, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationships, delusional characters, manipulation, bullying, drug mention, ED mentions

Chrissy Cunningham:

🎀  The first meeting is likely from her darling joining the cheer squad or basketball team

🎀  They’d become good friends due to both of them being kind people

🎀 Even though Chrissy is dating Jason, she can’t help but imagine what it would be like dating her darling even though she knows it’s wrong to imagine that

🎀 Would vent to her darling about different stresses in her life and her darling would probably just hug her as she cries

🎀  Her darling would be her safe space and they would think of her as their safe space

🎀  Her darling would likely try to slowly help her through her bulimia

🎀  Chrissy would feel more like she and her darling are dating than her and Jason because she feels more comfort and love with her darling

🎀 She’d be a bit delusional and think her darling is in love with her as well

🎀 Overall, she’s very harmless with a sweet darling and is probably just obsessed and a bit delusional

Jason Carver:

🏀  They most likely meet through his darling being Chrissy’s new friend on the cheer squad or his darling being the new guy on the basketball team

🏀 When they’re nice to him, he assumes that it’s just because he’s popular and that they aren’t a nice person

🏀  His opinion changes when he sees his darling being nice to ‘the freaks’ from Hellfire

🏀 He’d probably keep his darling away from the people he disapproves of and manipulates them

🏀 Has the basketball team keep people he hates away from his darling

🏀 Would make his darling spend a lot of time with him to the point where his darling is almost always with him

🏀 Once Chrissy passes away, part of him is happy because he could confess to his darling

🏀 Keeps his darling extra close to him once Patrick dies, saying that it’s just for his darling’s protection

🏀  Would be extremely possessive and knows his darling wouldn’t say anything about it

Gareth Emerson:

🥁 Like Eddie, he’d be very shocked due to him being considered ‘a freak’ by most people

🥁 If he becomes friends with his darling, he’d get very flustered and tongue-tied around them

🥁 Is a bit of a stalker with the reasoning that he just wants to know a bit more about his darling, he’s not a creep! Right?

🥁 Every time his darling so much as smiles his way, he becomes a blushing mess

🥁 Eventually he’ll be able to have normal conversation with his darling without getting too flustered

🥁 Would attempt to woo his darling which would probably make them laugh since he’d fail miserably

🥁 Wouldn’t mind his darling laughing at him since his darling is laughing

🥁 Would never take them against their will or do anything perverted like watching them change, he’s just obsessed and wants to know more about them

Jim Hopper:

🔫 The first meeting would be his darling helping Joyce after Will goes missing and reporting his disappearance with her

🔫  Being the sweetheart his darling is, they would probably bring some coffee and food for the police department to thank them for trying to find Will

🔫  After Will is found again, his darling would be helping Joyce with anything they can

🔫  Eventually, his darling is wrapped up with all of the odd things happening in Hawkins but their concerns remain on everyone else, especially the children

🔫 Would help Hopper take care of Eleven and treat her like their own daughter

🔫 Hopper would likely ask his darling out on the date to Enzo’s and they’re too nice to decline if they don’t like him in that way

🔫 He’d put pressure on his darling to end up living with him 

🔫 (If his darling is male or other) Hopper would make sure they were dating in secret

🔫 (If his darling is female) Hopper would guilt trip his darling into dating or even marrying him: ‘ For El’s sake.’ is what he’d tell them to seal the deal

Joyce Byers:

🧲 Would likely meet after Will goes missing and her darling tries to help find him

🧲 Her darling would be the emotional support system for her when Will is missing

🧲 Would request for her darling to help with things relating to Will after he’s found

🧲 She’d be very over protective over her darling and is always trying to make sure they’re okay

🧲 (If her darling is male) She’d probably try to get in a relationship with them through guilt tripping

🧲 (If her darling is female or other) She’d secretly get into a relationship with them, also using guilt tripping 

🧲 When she plans to move to Lenora, she requests that her darling comes with her

🧲 Wouldn’t do much but obsess over her darling and their safety

001/Henry Creel/Peter Ballard:

🕷 They would meet inside of the lab with his darling either being a nurse or a helper

🕷 He’d find him slightly intrigued by their kindness towards all the children, especially Eleven.

🕷 Just like with Eleven, he’d manipulate his darling to trying to escape with him

🕷 Eventually, when his darling figures out he’s been lying and manipulating them, he’ll use his powers to threaten his darling

🕷 Eleven would help his darling escape Henry’s grasp before sending him to the Upside Down

🕷 He would be forever bitter without his sweet darling

[love-toxin]

Ellie hear me out…

Chrissy joining the yandere fruity four to make it the fruity five

*drops mic and walks off*

/GRABS UR MIC AND THROWS IT, KNOCKING U OUT. GET BACK HERE.

Chrissy would be such an addition to the fruity four. Feeling indebted to Eddie for saving her life from Vecna, she follows him around like a puppy trying to offer her help whenever he takes it, even though he seriously just wants her to stay safe. But then the danger passes over Hawkins (for now) and Chrissy catches wind of the strange absence of Eddie and his newfound friends from their normal schedules. He makes it to Hellfire weekly, and she usually sees him around his general hangouts, but he often is accompanied by one or a few of his friends--plus one that she's not so familiar with. You.

To say she's infatuated is an understatement. It's not clear why or how she falls so hard so fast, but she does, and thus she starts sticking her nose into yours and the fruity four's business. She can see how weird Eddie gets when she asks him questions, so she tries to get you alone--but you're never alone, you've always got Nancy or Robin or the boys on your arm or at your side. And that Steve Harrington is always staring her down, he catches her every time she's looking at you and she usually ends up shrinking back at how intense his gaze is. And if it's not just him, then Nancy's sharp eyes or Robin's soft ones lock with hers and don't look away until she buckles.

It's quite the difficult task to get her fill of you when you're always being protected, but eventually she'll find her way to your house and climb in through your bedroom window, hoping to at least find something she can take as a souvenir. But when she gets there, you're nowhere to be found--and waiting for her instead is Steve, perched on the edge of your bed with his arms folded like he's been waiting for her to show up. He's definitely a hardass to her, thinking she's got some kind of ulterior motive or she's an agent for Vecna or something, until Eddie comes crashing through the window after her to intervene. Babbles on about how Chrissy's a good girl and makes a case for her, and lucky he does, because Steve when he's jealous comes off like he's prepared to kill her just to keep her quiet.

Thankfully it doesn't come to that. Eddie's happy to introduce her to you, let you get to know each other a bit with supervision, until he and the others and you can gauge how you all feel about Chrissy. And seeing you two giggle and get along makes at least some of them smile, while others (Steve and Robin) feel pangs of jealousy. They'll learn to get along, though--especially when they find out how manipulative Chrissy can be to lower the suspicion about them and keep people away from you, plus how good of a liar she's learned to be. Whether that's to sway the outsiders into thinking nothing of your "friendship", or helping the four keep some truths from you that such a pretty little thing doesn't need to worry about.

[mo0nfairy]

𖥔 ࣪ ㅤ۪ 🪷 🪺 ⸺   𝐜𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐡𝐚𝐦    !

♫ 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭 — 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞

˚ ✩ 🦕 ｡ ˚ ✧ * ｡ 🧀

𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

( 📦 ) . . .  𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗲𝘁.

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬

( 📦 ) . . .  𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗲𝘁.

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

( 📦 ) . . .  𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗲𝘁.

𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜. 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬

( 📦 ) . . .  𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗲𝘁.

[collectivecloseness]

do you write yandere au’s

Yes 1000%!!!!!

I actually have a yandere alphabet list I made that I planned to do for some characters on here at some point!! Maybe after I’m finished with the prompts I could do that, if that’s something people would be interested in?

But yeah! If you wanna ask about any yandere!characters (or yandere!reader) I would love that ❤️

[oneforthemunny]

happy together |yandere!eddie munson x reader|

prompt: your and eddie's date at the hideout leads to uncovered pasts, from both of you. or part two of the yandere!eddie series.

contains: very dark fic! yandere!eddie. obsessive and posessive eddie. alludes to past violence, past relationship trauma, mean!eddie. parental trauma. alcohol. language. smut. oral (male and fem receiving), pinvsex. manipulative eddie. stalking. obsession. very dark. minors dni!!

“I’m not really sure I’m the right girl for this.” Nervous smiles, tugging at the ends of her sweater, a blonde ponytail bouncing with every turn of her head, scanning the room. “‘M not a big punk rock kinda girl.” 

“Good thing it’s metal then, right?” Eddie grinned, knee bouncing on the wooden stool. “C’mon, they’re not gonna mosh you or some shit. Just here to listen to music.” If only he’d known then, that’s not why Chrissy was so nervous, why she pulled and twisted the sleeves of her sweater furiously, chin ducked to her chest the entire night. 

“Hey, this is really good.” You giggled, the crystal trill of your giddy tone pulling Eddie out of his daze. There was no nervous blonde in front of him- no, there was an angel sitting across from him, giving him a bright smile that he was sure was melting him to his very core. 

“Is it?” Eddie’s voice cracked, wobblier than he would have liked. His knee still bounced on the wooden stool, trying to down his beer so he’d loosen up, enough to not shake so much but not too much- he couldn’t risk getting too drunk. 

“Yeah.” You nodded, tipping the rim of the martini glass to your lips, your lipstick stain printed on the rim. Eddie had never been so envious of a glass. 

“Really good. Excellent choice.” You praised, leaving Eddie blushing under your sweet words. “What’s this called again?” 

“Uh, a casio- no cosmo.” Eddie stuttered, fingers drumming on the sticky wood of the table top. “I’ll be honest, I just asked Katrina to make somethin’ good for you.” 

 “Well, my compliments to Katrina.” You giggled, sliding the glass towards Eddie. “You want a taste?” 

His heart jumped, eyes focused on the lipstick stain on the rim. The thought of putting his lips where yours were, it was too much for him, sending his body into overdrive. “S-Sure,” Eddie swallowed, picking the glass up. His lips barely brushing where your lipstick was, casual enough that he hoped you wouldn’t see the tremble in his hands. 

The vodka burned down his throat, singed his nose, swirling with the sweetness of the mixer. “Mm,” Eddie swallowed around the lump in his throat. “Shit, that is good.” 

You grinned, hands brushing when you took your drink back, both of your chins ducking with nervous excitement. There was a pause, a dreaded fill of silent tension falling between the two of you. 

Say something, Munson. Fucking say something, anything. But he couldn’t, he could barely form a thought. His mind cruelly wandered back to her, the night playing on a humiliating loop in the back of his head. 

“So,” You saved him, head lolling sweetly in your hand, a little drunk, a little silly. “You know if you wanted to take me out, you didn’t have to switch shifts with Brenda.” 

Eddie’s heart stopped, halted with thundering fear, body stilling. “W-What?” Eddie managed to squeeze the word through his tightening throat. 

Your lips tightened in a smile, fingertips tracing over the wood table. “Brenda told me about how you took her shift.” You admitted. “That you probably did it so you could ask me out.” 

Eddie’s cheeks flamed, the familiar ringing crescendoing in the back of his mind. Chrissy’s face morphing into yours, her look of horror and disgust taking over your own features. “I would never be with you, you’re a fucking freak! Do you hear me? Leave me alone! You’re a freak!” 

“Sorry, I-I didn’t mean to- I just meant,” Nerves blossomed in your own veins, hands wringing under the table. “I-I meant, you didn’t have to take her shift. I woulda-” Eddie blinked, eyes still wide, rounded like he’d been caught. “I would have gone out with you anyways.” 

Eddie’s body halted again, the raging screams of Chrissy, the deafening ringing in his ears, all stilled at your soft tone. “Y-You would’ve?” Eddie whispered. 

“Well, yeah.” You admitted, eyes cutting sweetly up to him. “I mean, yeah, I would have. You’re always sweet, and nice, and funny, and- yeah, I would’ve gone out with you. I’m having a really good time.” 

Eddie thought he might float away. His heart, his head filled with such a light, airy feeling that he’d gone positively boneless. “I-I’m having a good time too.” He ducked his head down, hoping you couldn’t see the rushing flush of red on his cheeks. 

“How did you-” Eddie stopped himself, taking a breath so his mind could still. He couldn’t ramble, his ramblings got him in trouble, showed too much. “Did Brenda tell you?” Eddie’s knee bounced faster, trying to stop his hands from twirling his rings around, nervous fidgeting. 

You smiled softly. “Yeah,” You nodded softly. “I mean, I brought up that we were going… out tonight. And she just kinda mentioned it.” You paused, looking down at your drink, twirling the black straw around the glass. An unsure pause filled the two of you, awkwardly floating around you in still uncertainty. 

“She, uh- Brenda, she said she used to date your uncle?” You tried again, stomach flipping, filling with dread. This was a mistake, you’d hoped that cynical voice nagging in the back of your head would have been wrong. 

“Yeah,” Eddie nodded, calculated breaths, deep in, deep out, trying to calm his jolted nerves. The long drink you took didn’t help, looking around at the other bar patrons awkwardly. Fuck, fuck, fuck! Munson, get your head out of your fuckin’ ass, and do this right! Planned this shit for weeks, and now you’re gonna fuck it all up. 

“They dated for a while.” Eddie added, picking up his own beer. His hands shook when he lifted the bottle to his lips. “I, uh, I had just moved in with my uncle when they started dating.” 

“Are they still dating?” You pressed, hoping to keep the conversation going. 

“No,” Eddie shook his head lightly. “No, they broke up like years ago, but uh, she’s always been nice to me. Got me this job, so…” Eddie threw his hands out slightly, knee bouncing rapidly. 

Your eyes cut away, back down to your drink, twiddling with the straw awkwardly. Eddie’s ribs were constricting in the tightness of his own chest, sure the bones were about to tear through flesh. His hands clammy, fingers swelling around the silver rings on his fingers. 

“She, uh- Brenda, she was kinda like a second mom to me, after my mom,” Eddie’s throat tightened, eyes on the ring of condensation left behind by his beer. “After she passed.” 

“Oh,” Your face fell, eyes rounding sympathetically- a look he’d grown so used to, but seeing it on your features didn’t leave quite the same acidic disdain in his mouth. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t know that.” Your teeth tugged on your lip. 

“Yeah, it’s not- it’s fine. I mean, it was a while ago.” Eddie’s knee shook, sure he was rattling off the barstool’s laddering step. “Anyways, I went to live with my Uncle for a while a-and he was with Brenda. She’s always looking out for me.” Always, even when she shouldn’t, Eddie’s mind said what he didn’t, ringing loud in his thoughts. 

“That’s good. That you have her.” You smiled softly, Eddie’s heart soared. “She’s really nice. I like working with her a lot.” 

“Yeah, me too.” Eddie nodded, the tightness in his chest easing, even at the pause. “What about you?” 

Your eyes met his with an unsettling suddency, wide and urgent. Eddie’s brow raised before he could still it. “W-What?” Your stuttering squeak piqued his interests, sending him soaring into bouts of curiosity. 

“I mean, what about your family? Back home?” Eddie’s tone was level, an uneasy kind of calmness that left you consumed with vulnerability. 

“O-Oh,” Your hands twisted under the table, picking the black polish that smudged over your cuticles. “It’s not much, honestly.” 

Eddie nodded slowly, eyes scanning your features. The way you swallowed anxiously, chewing the inside of your lip. “Fucked up home life?” Eddie grinned playfully. Your eyes lifted back to him. “Sorry, that was- I’m just saying, I get it. You don’t have to tell me, but if you ever wanted someone to talk to, it doesn’t get more dysfunctionally fucked than the Munson’s.” 

“No, it’s not that.” You shook your head gently. “No, I’m- I was really close with my family. I just, I don’t get to see them much now anymore.” 

Eddie swallowed his words, the urge to jump and demand to know more, to scare you with his prying. He couldn’t do that, not again. Girls didn’t like that, he’d learned that. 

Instead he stayed silent, watching you fidget around. “I-I moved when I was eighteen.” Your eyes stayed on the table. “I, uh, I moved with my… They didn’t want me to leave. They wanted me to stay and go to college. My dad really wanted me too, and-and when I didn’t… We just kinda lost contact?” The words tumbled out of you, lungs squeezing them out, wringing them from your chest like a soapy rag. 

“I used to talk to my mom a lot, but… I don’t know. It got kinda weird, ya know?” Your own knee bounced now, eyes rounding to his, in a face that was all too familiar. 

“My mom, she was just really hard on me. I-I don’t think she meant to be, but…” Visions of Chrissy’s same troubled face meshed with yours, her words ringing like sirens in his mind. 

“Yeah, no, I get that.” Eddie swallowed, blinking hard to get her face off of yours. Insulting, Munson, comparing her to you. 

“So, you don’t talk to them much anymore?” Eddie pressed. 

Your head shook. “No, I-I mean I’m sure they would if I would call.” Your heart drummed in your ears. “T-They don’t know how to reach me, so… I’d have to call them, a-and it’s just a mess.” 

Eddie’s spine tingled, icy pricklings of curiosity. Your parents didn’t know? Didn’t know you moved all alone? You said you were close, had pictures of them in your bedroom, but why? What weren’t you telling him? 

Eddie didn’t pry, simply nodding, grabbing his beer. “No, I get that.” He nodded. “I get the messy thing.” You lifted your own drink, gulping down the rest of it, wincing at the burn of vodka down your throat. 

Silence fell over the two of you again, a lingering awkwardness in the air that had Eddie’s stomach turning. 

Whoever called alcohol liquid courage, might’ve been a genius; Eddie had decided that. Three beers in, his hand was on your waist, head banging and rocking with you in the middle of the crowd. Surprisingly full and packed tonight, Eddie was thankful, it broke up some of the uncomfortableness. It only took your two more drinks to fully loosen up, teetering on tipsy and breaking open a new side of you to Eddie that he was enthralled with. 

Giggly and sweet and chatty and so touchy. You’d grabbed his hand, pulled him into the crowd, shoulders brushing and wiggling through the others to get near the front. 

“They’re really good!” You screamed over the roar of the music, turning towards Eddie. 

“Yeah?” Eddie yelled back, his hand still ghosting over your waist, the band of your jeans. “You like it?” 

“Yeah!” You giggled, lips spreading in a wide smile. “I-I’m having a really good time!” 

Eddie’s heart skipped, maybe stopped all together. He was thankful for the dim lighting, that his blush was hidden by it. “Me too.” Eddie’s voice cracked. “I-I’m having a really good time, too.” 

You smiled, arms thrown around his neck in a sloppy, silly way that had his knees tightening, weakened under your smile. Your eyes flickering down to his lips, teeth catching and rolling your own. Eddie was sure you could feel his heart thundering through his veins, his own hands gripping your waist rigidly. 

You were teasing him, playful, but agonizing. Head swaying in then back, closer and closer to him. Noses nearly touching, an almost brush that had Eddie’s blood rushing to his cock. Tongue running over his own lips, his head inched closer to yours, your lips barely brushing his. 

“Eddie?” His body ran still, rigid at the voice. 

“Eddie Munson?” Your lips fell in a pout, arms slacking around Eddie, slipping off his frame. Brows furrowed at the blonde in front of you, though she wasn’t interested in looking at you, eyes in a nearly challenging glare at Eddie. 

“H-Hey, Tammy.” Eddie’s hands slid down your waist, shoulder moving in front of you. “What are you doing here?” 

Tammy’s lips twitched in a fake smile that came off more like a snarl. “Jason knows the drummer. Plus, it’s half on buckets during the show.” Her eyes scowled over his frame. “I haven’t seen you in a while.” 

Eddie’s heart stopped, a clammy chill blanketing his skin. “Yeah, hey, it was good to see yo-” 

“-I haven’t seen you since you showed up at Chrissy’s place.” Tammy sneered. 

You blinked, brows furrowed, trying to lean in to hear the conversation. Eddie’s body tilted, trying to shield you out of the way. 

“Yeah,” Eddie nodded, taking a slow inhale to calm his racing mind, spiraling at the memory of her, Tammy’s words, you behind him. The trilling ring made its way back into his ears, vision spotting with a black vinaigrette. 

“So how is Chrissy?” Tammy’s eyes slanted in a predatory challenging glare. 

Eddie swallowed, fists balling beside him. “I don’t know, Tammy.” He sneered through his own gritted teeth. “She dumped me. I’m sure you know that-” 

“-Yeah, I heard that.” Tammy scoffed. “But what I think is so strange, is right after she packs up and leaves? To go stay with her aunt?” 

“I’m sure her parents made her go to college up there. That’s all they wanted for her anyways.” Eddie snapped, much more territorial than he meant it to. Your heart dropped at his tone, the anger in his eyes, jaw clenched. Taking a step back, you moved back into the crowd, chest tightening, desperate for air. 

Eddie’s eyes cut to you, stepping towards you. Tammy sidestepped in his way, blocking him. “Cut the bullshit, Munson. I know you did something to her.” 

“What?” Eddie snapped. “Can you leave me-” 

“-No. She moves and doesn’t tell anyone? You expect me to believe that? Buy that bullshit?” 

“Maybe she didn’t like you, Tammy.” Eddie barked, eyes blown with a crazed anger that had her flinching. “Maybe you two weren’t as fucking close as you thought? Huh?” Eddie took a step towards her. 

“And before you start accusin’ me of shit, why don’t you fuckin’ think about what you’re saying. You think her parents wouldn’t have called the police, led a fucking man hunt if she disappeared or something? Huh?” Eddie spat, heat creeping in a flush up his neck. His eyes cut to you, scampering towards the table, fumbling with your coat. 

Eddie’s heart lurched, turning back to Tammy. Ears ringing, seeing red- red all over her, splotchy on his vision. Her eyes wide in fear she tried to hide, rigid and cowering in the crowd over his looming figure. “Thought you were supposed to be smart. Valedictorian or whatever.” Eddie sneered in a scoff, stomping away from her. 

He tore through the crowds, uncaring of the huffs of anger or annoyance from the others. Tunnel visioned in a determined glare, set on you. You, spine stiff, stuttering steps towards the exit. 

Ruined. Ruined, it’s fucking ruined. Fucking Tammy, ruined everything. Everything you worked for, Munson. It’s over. Done. Again. 

“Hey,” Eddie took a bounding step towards you, heart hammering in his chest. Your shoulders tensed, not turning back. “Hey, where’re you going?” He tried to keep his voice light, void of the frantic tightness he was feeling in his chest. His hand touched your shoulder, pulling away when you flinched away.

Your eyes were blown, meeting his with a look of positive terror. Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. 

“Sorry about that. She- We went to high school, and-and she was friends with my ex, a-and- Are you ok?” Eddie’s brows creased, cutting down to your trembling hands, shaking even in the tight knuckled grip around your jacket. 

“I-I I need to go outside.” You stammered, chest constricting your airways. “I just, I-I need some air.” 

“Ok. Let me grab my jacket and-” 

“-That’s alright.” You said quickly. “I just- I-I’m sorry.” Your chin ducked to your chest, you tore through the crowded tables, the gathering at the bar towards the exit. 

“Shit,” Eddie hissed, turning back to the high top you’d been sitting at, his leather jacket still on the back of the chair. He dashed towards the table, running through the bar, uncaring of the bouncer’s booming warnings, pushing out the doors. 

The parking lot was empty, no sight of you on the wall, next to the other smokers, or by his van. Eddie’s hands went to his hair, fists balling around the hair there. “Shit, shit, shit.” She’s gone. You scared another one away, Munson. No, I-I can’t. It can’t end like this. I won’t let it. I could go to her house, I-I’ll go to her house- And do what? Break in. How’d that work the last time, you fucking idiot- 

“Hey, man,” A bartender wearing the Hideout’s black tee called, smoke spilling out of his mouth with the words. “You lookin’ for a girl? She ran out here cryin.” 

Eddie’s heart leapt, nodding furiously. “Yeah, yeah, did you see her? Where’d she go?” 

The man nodded around the corner. “I asked her if she was alright, but… She seemed real upset. Didn’t want to make it worse.” His eyes rolled over Eddie’s figure. “You might wanna go check on her.” 

“I will. Thank you. Thank you.” Eddie’s legs felt like jelly, numb with every bounding step on the graveled pavement. He rounded the corner of the building, hearing you before he could see you. 

A shaky exhale, ghosting with the hint of a cry. He found you, back against the brick, sitting on the grass, head tilting up high, shoulders fighting the shake of a cry with every long inhale and deep exhale you took. 

Eddie stilled. He had to be careful, only one chance, one shot to fix this. 

“Hey,” Eddie said, wincing at how you jumped, eyes shooting open. “Hey, no, I-I didn’t mean to scare you. I-I was just coming to check on you.” 

Your eyes shone, lip wobbling with a cry. “I-I’m sorry.” You croaked, chest rising and falling rapidly. 

Eddie paused. Sorry? He had expected you to scream, to try and run, call him a freak like Chrissy had. Anything but sorry. 

“I-I’m sorry-y. I-I didn��t-” You gasped for a strangled breath. “I-I’m fine-” 

“-Hey,” Eddie crouched towards you, knees sinking in the cool grass beside you. “Are you ok? What’s going on?” 

Tears leaked down the corner of your eyes when you squeezed them shut, head shaking. “I-I’m sorry. I-I’m so s-sorry.” You sniffled, a broken, breathy cry tearing from your chest. 

“You don’t need to be sorry. Hey, c’mon, you-you gotta relax ok. Breathe? Can you- Can you breathe?” Eddie’s hand found your shoulder gently, rubbing the soft material of your shirt. “Just try to relax. Deep breaths, in. Innnn… Yeah, then outttt.” 

You followed his breaths, shoulders still shuddering under his touch even as your cries calmed, aftershocks of emotion he wasn’t sure where it came from. 

Eddie waited, watched you carefully until your eyes met his, sheepish and a little embarrassed, glassy from tears and the liquor you’d had. “You alright?” Eddie asked carefully, cringing at the way your shoulders tensed. “I’m sorry, I-I didn’t mean for her to upset you.” 

You continued to breathe, eyes closing in controlled, timed breaths. Eddie’s own heart picked up. “I-I don’t know what you heard, b-but she’s full of shit, ya know? She’s always been just… She’s never liked me. Even in high school, she used to pick on me and shit. I-I didn’t- I don’t know why she did that tonight. Probably saw me with you, a-and wanted to start shit or-or whatever.” Eddie rambled anxiously. 

Your eyes met his, still rounded but less wide, lacking as much terror as they did before. “That’s why you yelled?” You asked. “That’s why you were upset?” 

“Yeah, I-I mean, yeah.” Eddie watched you carefully, studying every tiny quip in your features. “I-I shouldn’t have. I-I don’t normally get pissed like that, but… I don’t know. I just felt like I was back in high school, ya know?” Eddie sat next to you, his own head leaning against the brick. 

“Felt like they were just picking on the freak again because they can. Thought we’d leave that shit in highschool but… I don’t know. They never do.” Eddie sighed slowly, shoulders slumping next to yours. 

“I don’t… I don’t usually lose my shit like that. I try not to even give them a reaction, it’s just… My ex, she-she was friends with them. Popular and all that, and when we started dating, they’d just- they were so mean. They’d say stuff and-and she’d get embarrassed of-of me.” Eddie turned towards you, eyes soft, shining with a vulnerability that made your heart ache. 

“She never wanted people to know. Never wanted to be seen with me because they’d say mean shit like that. And I’d let them, I’d try to ignore it for her, but she… She couldn’t ignore it.” Eddie muttered. “She gave in. Broke up with me and started telling them all this crazy shit. Trying to cover up that… I don’t know- that we were actually together? That she wanted to date me. Easier to blame the freak than tell people we were together, I guess.” 

Your eyes met his, hesitantly. “I-I’m sorry.” You whispered, voice cracking. “That’s… That’s really mean.” 

Eddie shrugged. “Yeah, well, I’m used to it.” He muttered, looking down at the small patch of grass between the two of you. “Well, I guess I’m not as used to it as I thought I was.” Eddie muttered, eyes lifting to yours sheepishly. “I’m sorry. I-I didn’t mean to cause a scene. To scare you. I-I would never-” 

“- No, I-I know.” You shook your head lightly. “I’m just… I get weird.” Your own chin ducked towards the ground. “I get weird with fighting and stuff.” 

Eddie stilled, watching you twist a blade of grass between your hands. “Guess we have the ex thing in common, too.” You muttered. “My ex-boyfriend… He’d get really mean sometimes. Just really angry.” 

I’ll kill him. Eddie swallowed down the threat- no, the promise. Swallowing back his fierce anger. 

“He-He never, like, hit me or anything, you know? It was weird, because there wasn’t any physical evidence or anything. I couldn’t go to the police for him yelling at me, but it just- it still really hurt.” Your voice cracked, lip wobbling at the memories. “That’s why I don’t talk to my parents. I moved with him, ignored them because they told me not to, and then… They were right, I guess. Just can’t really bring myself to call them and tell them that. Tuck my tail between my legs and go back. So I came here.” 

“I’m sorry.” Eddie whispered. Your eyes met his. “No, I-I’m sorry, that’s- I’m sorry.” Eddie said sincerely, his hand brushing over yours. 

“It’s okay-” 

“-It’s not, and… And I’m really sorry.” Eddie nodded gently. “I didn’t mean to yell. I shouldn’t have let her get to me-” 

“-No, Eddie, i-it’s fine, really-” 

“-I didn’t mean to ruin our date. End the night like this.” Eddie ran a hand down his face. “This is not- I’m sorry, I didn’t know it would end just fucked like this.” 

You paused for a moment, head still spinning with the liquor, with emotion, dizzily. You’d blame it on that, credit that dizziness for your courage. “It doesn’t have to end like this.” You whispered. 

Eddie stilled, eyes cutting to you carefully. You still toyed with the grass, eyes lifting sweetly to him. “We… We could go back to my place? I-I think I still have a movie I haven’t returned.” 

Eddie’s wheels squealed when they pulled out of the Hideout’s parking lot, desperately back to your apartment. 

Eddie was sure he was dreaming. Sitting on your couch, your apartment smelled just like he remembered, even better when you lit the candle on your coffee table, making a mental note of the name. He’d go buy it in bulk tomorrow, fill his apartment with them burning in every room just so he could feel closer to you. 

You’d moved into his lap halfway through the movie, inching closer with every passing frame of Julia Roberts and Patrick Bergine until you straddled him. Eddie burned under your gaze, your hands back on his shoulders, sliding slowly towards his neck. 

“Hi,” You whispered, tilting your head gently to the side, lip rolling beneath your teeth. 

“Hi,” Eddie croaked, swallowing the thick lump in his throat. 

“Is it ok if I do this?” You whispered, the glow of the TV illuminating your mussed hair. Eddie thought it looked like a halo, angelic above him. 

“Yeah,” Eddie nodded dumbly. C’mon, get your shit together. You’ve almost got it, Munson. 

His hands slid over your hips, setting on the small of your waist, where the band of your jeans hugged, squeezing the flesh gently, feeling you beneath his hands. You were really here, he was really here, with you. Living proof, right between his fingertips that this was no dream. 

You leaned forward, a hand brushing back his curly bangs. “What’s this?” You muttered, fingertip ghosting over the jagged scar across his forehead. 

“Bike wreck of seventy-six.” Eddie answered cooly, voice raspy and low in the dim light of your apartment. “Thought I could pop a wheelie on concrete. Didn’t go well.” 

“Hm,” You sighed, lips twitching in a small grin. “You were a little dare devil, hm?” 

“Yeah,” Eddie nodded. His hands slid down your waist, hoping you couldn’t feel his heart hammering. “Still can be, sometimes.” His lashes batted up at you, squeezing the fatty flesh of your ass. 

You squealed, Eddie’s heart leapt- he’d made the right move. Your eyes caught his, pinning him with your gaze, a delicacy of anticipation fell between the two of you. Who would break it? Make the first move? 

Eddie’s fingers pressed into your jeans, a hand sliding up your back, pressing to the middle of your spine, bowing you forward toward him. Your hand on his neck, fingers splaying out over his jaw, lips connecting in a sweet kiss. Eddie felt like he was melting, a warm, gooey puddle underneath you. 

Hands grabbing at the other, fevered and desperate, your hips rocking with his, brushing over his tenting zipper. Eddie could taste the wine on your lips, the glass of reisling you’d poured for the two of you before you’d put in the movie. “Since I killed the buzz before,” You’d shrugged at him sheepishly. He assured you, you hadn’t, still he was thankful for it, especially now. Now that he was loosened, far less critical of his every move. 

Fumbling hands that pulled at his t-shirt, your jeans, Eddie flipping you over on the couch, hovering over you on the faded floral pattern of the couch. “You- We don’t have to, if you don’t want to.” Eddie whispered, his hands still toying with the button of your jeans. “I don’t want you to think I-I, like, only wanted this. I don’t- I mean, I do, I just… I want you in other ways too.” 

You blushed, a sheepish smile under him. It was your turn to melt, to turn to putty under his gaze. “I know.” You whispered, black painted nails scratching down his forearms, over the etching of the puppet master. “I want to do this.” Your eyes lifted to his. “I trust you. I want to do this with you.” 

It was exactly what he wanted to hear, you knew that, the darkened grin on his face confirmed it further. Your own hands fumbling with your jeans, wiggling them down your thighs while Eddie tore his t-shirt off above you, flinging it onto the floor. 

You’d gone for a lacy, high cut thong tonight. Pale pink, frilly, if Eddie didn’t know any better, he’d think you planned this. That you planned to sleep with him. Maybe you thought about him the way he did you. Pictures of you flooded his mind, your hand sneaking between your thighs in the middle of the night, whimpering out his name. 

You didn’t expect Eddie to drop to his knees, pulling your body towards the end of the couch, thighs on his shoulders. He made a show of taking off your panties, a slow tug dragging them down your bare legs. 

“Holy shit,” Eddie rasped, heart beating in his ears. You giggled nervously, pressing your hands over your eyes. “Look at you.” 

“Stop.” You whined in playful embarrassment, thighs pressing together. 

“No, it’s- fuck.” Eddie swallowed his words, swallowed down the urge to tell you it was better than he imagined. Don’t be creepy, Munson. 

“I gotta have a taste. Can-Can I have a taste?” Eddie’s eyes rounded towards yours, bright with excitement. “That alright with you? Let me make you feel good? Have a little taste?” 

Your body burned, with lust maybe excitement, you weren’t sure. Your tiny nod was all he needed, spreading your thighs open, settling between your legs. You pushed up on your arms, looking down the valley of your sternum towards him. 

Plush lips pressing kisses to your thighs, a teasing kiss to your mound that had you whimpering, aching and pulsing between the legs. Eddie’s eyes stayed on yours as he licked a long, slow stripe through your slit. Better than he imagined, so much fucking better. 

Eyes rolling back, his fingertips dug into your thighs, nose pressed to your slick, he wanted to suffocate himself in your cunt. Better than anything he’d ever tasted before, he was a man starved, determined to devour you entirely- you were convinced he might. Teetering on the edge of experienced and enamored, your back arched, body twisting under his tongue. Whines and cries of pleasure filled the air, a crescendoing melody to the triumphant symphony Eddie was feeling in his veins, rushing with red hot pride. 

It was paradise, better than his wildest dreams. 

When you took him in your own mouth, sweetly grinning at him before giving a kitten lick to his leaking head, he was sure nothing would be better than this. This was his peak, everything he’d ever wanted and more. Better than Chrissy, than Tabitha, than anyone. 

You brought him to your room, let him press your thighs back, spread you open again. He couldn’t help the cry of pleasure that spilled out when he slid into you, it just felt so right. Beyond pleasure, though it was plenty pleasurable, it felt flawless, ethereal. 

Better than anything he could have imagined when he saw you weeks ago from his van, your car packed up full of boxes and suitcases tied on top. In a tiny pair of cut off shorts, moving everything in the warm sunshine. 

How was he to know that all those weeks ago, after he’d watched you apply for jobs at the diners and boutiques, that when he’d put a help wanted flier on your door for Turtle’s, that it would lead to this. His mind could have never dreamt this, that you’d be this perfect, fit so perfectly with him. 

No, this was fate, Eddie was sure of it. Cosmic fate. Chrissy and the others, they were only parading as the real thing, he’d just convinced himself it was when it was merely a disguise. But you, you were the real deal. Eddie decided it, when he settled in the sheets next to you, arms around your frame, staring out the window of your room. 

[sxvenz]

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(for this fandom, reader will usually be portrayed as hyper-feminine / bimbo-esque)

billy hargrove

chrissy cunningham

eddie munson

robin buckley

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- venus

[asvterias]

𝖸𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝖾!𝖢𝗁𝗋𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗒 𝖢𝗎𝗇𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗁𝖺𝗆 𝖧𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖼𝖺𝗇𝗇𝗈𝗇𝗌

Tags: @homopheli @clarkegriffinslever

I feel like Chrissy would be a very clingy and a secretly good manipulative yandere towards you

At first, the secret relationship was going oddly great and then it’s like something overcame Chrissy to be around you more

She requires your attention 24/7 and would literally sneak in your house without you knowing

You are her safe place from her controlling mother

You found the blonde being clingy cute at first but than it was becoming smothering

The late night calls every night would become a nuisance to you

Sometimes you would have to lie to her just for some alone time

Often takes pictures of you when you’re sleeping and would play with your hair

❝No one understands me.❞

That would be her go to line when you notice that something is off with her

Only stalks you when it’s necessary or when you’re being too secretive

For a girl so innocent, she sure is possessive

There was this one time when your classmate had taken it too far and you had to suffer the consequences

Next thing you woke up tied to a bed; specifically your bed

And not in the fun way

All of a sudden, Chrissy walks in but not empty handed

❝Chrissy, what’s that in your hand?❞

❝This will keep me connected to you, forever. Cause you are mine.❞

Soon after, a buzzing sound starts and she reveals it to be a tattoo gun

❝Please, chrissy, don’t do this.❞ You would beg your girlfriend

❝Shush, babe, this’ll only hurt for a bit. Unfortunately I don’t need you making any noises.❞

Then she puts a chloroform against your nose, forcing you to breathe in the liquid

Once you were unconscious, she wrote Chrissy C. right above your ankle

But that’s not all

Is it ever really all?

When she was going through your stuff, she found a diary underneath your desk and obviously had to read it

Mistakenly, she discovered that you were going to leave her

Mind you, she wasn’t planning on kidnapping you but this could be her only opportunity and trust me, she took it

Kidnapping you wasn’t the whole ordeal but you would leave her if she didn’t so you basically gave her no choice

She started to pack your basic things like clothes, toothbrushes, pillows and blankets, light snacks/drinks

Luckily for her, she had the perfect destination of where the two of you could live happily ever after

Her grandma’s little cottage in the deep forest

So by the time she’s settling you both in, you just happened to wake up

❝Chrissy, where the hell are we?❞

❝Oh, I can’t tell you that, it’s a secret.❞

❝What do you mean that you can’t tell me? This is your fault!❞

The blonde’s eyes would darken at her darling shouting at her but promised herself to not hurt you

❝If anything this is your fault. You planned to leave me and we both know that can’t happen because I love you too much to let you go.❞

Yep, she was the gaslight queen

Now you were hers forever and no one could ever take you away from her

© asvterias, 2022. please do not plagiarize any of my works.

[thegr33nc0met]

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Girl from the Band 1 (Yandere!Jason Carver x Band Geek!Reader)

WARNINGS: dark, yandere, non-consensual intimacy (next chapter), maybe death (haven't decided yet), violence

This was random but honestly I think Mason Dye is a very handsome man so I really wanted to make a Jason Fanfic

Alternate AU but still 80's, No upside down fantasy stuff.

(Y/N) held her trumpet at attention while during the anthem which was sung by a previous student that has since graduated. Y/n rolled her eyes; she remembered Tammy Thompson from a science class long ago.

"This girl has no talent, why are they letting her perform?" y/n said under her breath but a laugh to her left caught her attention.

Robin Buckley shook her head with a smile on her face. For some reason, this made y/n feel warm. She was happy that she had made someone smile, even though she barely knew Robin and Robin's group of odd-ball friends outside of band.

How weird that Robin hung out with Steve Harrington; a man that graduated last year but still hang out with high school kids. Y/n shook her head, feeling sour at her own bitchy thoughts. People are allowed to have friends and just because she didn't have any, didn't mean she could judge everyone else for it.

When the game ended, all of the Hawkins Students fled to the courtroom to celebrate with the Basketball team on their win. Specifically, everyone cheered for Lucas Sinclair who'd made the winning shot and even though Y/n wasn't much of a participator; she found herself cheering along with her classmates.

It was until an object bounced infront of her, pulling y/n out of her own daze. A basketball had flown its way to her and one of the players rushed to her to collect it.

Jason Carver was a handsome guy. A classically handsome highschool athlete you'd see in any John Hughes movie. Y/n felt her cheeks warm at the thought of him coming towards her, looking her in the eye. It was an intimate feeling that she wasn't use too. She felt weak not wanting to look him in the eye but felt she lacked the type of beauty he'd want to look at.

"Sorry about that; it's the championship game-ball and we lost it in the celebration." Jason said, grabbing the ball from y/n's feet.

His voice was deep and warm; his damp hair sticking to his moist skin reminded her of a model posing by the sea. He was a dream and she lived in reality.

"It's okay." Y/n said, staring at the ground. She didn't feel like making eye contact.

Jason chuckled while heading back to his team; he'd seen this girl before but had no interest moving forward; his girlfriend was the queen of Hawkins High anyway. Chrissy Cunningham. For some reason, she was nowhere to be seen since the ending of the game.

The following week, Y/n had noticed Jason's demeanor change. Once a confident, prideful man to callous, irritated ass. You'd think he'd be at his best since the big win but instead he's acting like he lost completely. In Jason's perspective; he did.

Chrissy Cunningham had been hand in hand with one of Jason's basketball friends down the hallway. Clearly, they were still in the honey moon stage of their affair. It wasn't an adult kind of affair; Chrissy had broken up with Jason the night of the game for someone who'd swept her off her feet in his absence.

Y/n kept her opinions to herself, even during lunch when the loud whispers from all the lunch room increased at either Jasons or Chrissy's appearance. However, even with an increased attitude Jason kept his cool. He had to; his reputation depended on it. Sure, his first real love tore out his heart and stomped on it on what was supposed to be one of the happiest days of his life; but he considered himself the man of the school. He'd be damned if he didn't hold his head up high and looked for a replacement soon.

If Chrissy could move on within seconds, so could he. He felt himself getting heated; looking at the other girls in the school. While they werent Chrissy, he knew he could find someone to love him just as much. There were 2 obstacles;

There was only 1 Chrissy Cunningham.

He'd have to pick someone who respected his position as top-dog but it seemed like most of the girls in school were laughing at him now.

It was Study Hall. Y/n had been planning out an idea. She didn't want to graduate this year without doing something new and had been researching DnD for the past few months. There was a Dnd club called Hellfire ran by an eccentric classmate of hers' Eddie Munson. Yeah he was cute too. But Y/n didn't WANT to think about that; she just wanted to do what she wants and then graduate. Don't cause attention, don't put yourself out there. Those were her rules.

However; it wasn't up to her to not stand out as Jason Carver had remembered her genuine shyness from gameday. It was cute and honest. So many girls in school pretend to be cool or bitchy to seem higher class without realizing that they were just unpleasant rather than interesting.

Looking at her, Jason really believed there was something there and was determined to make her his arm piece for the rest of the year. In the deepest parts of his mind he decided y/n had no choice.

part 2

[elliewlums]

⇢ ˗ˏˋ 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 𝐌𝐀��𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 ࿐ྂ

okay my babes, here is the new and improved kinktober masterlist!! i’ve condensed the character list considerably due to the crippling intensity of my stranger things hyperfixation but i hope you all like it regardless! i’m super excited<3

please like and rb if you can to boost!!

tagging a few mutuals for reach: @fleurfairie @crybabybf @creelteeth @morwap @alexdaydreams @etherealfaer1e @thefreakofhawkins86 @sapphireplums @kissitbttr @lovewheeler @decadentpaperduck @hauntinghawkins

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔬𝔫𝔢 cnc -> eddie munson

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔬 kidnapping + stockholm syndrome -> eddie munson + steve harrington

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢 breeding kink -> steve harrington

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔣𝔬𝔲𝔯 brat taming -> steve harrington

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔣𝔦𝔳𝔢 squirting -> bully!eddie munson

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔰𝔦𝔵 mask kink -> ghostface!steddie

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔰𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 aphrodisiacs -> steve harrington

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 overstimulation -> bully!eddie munson + best friend!chrissy cunningham

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔢 corruption kink -> nancy wheeler

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔢𝔫 daddy kink -> jim hopper

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔢𝔩𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 hate fucking -> eddie munson

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔳𝔢 somnophilia -> eddie munson and nancy wheeler

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫 throat training -> eddie munson

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔣𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫 yandere -> perv!eddie munson + perv!jonathan byers

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔣𝔦𝔣𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫 dom/sub dynamics [sub!daddy] -> steve harrington

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔰𝔦𝔵𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫 ball worship -> eddie munson

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔰𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫 phone sex -> steve harrington

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫 sensory deprivation -> chrissy cunningham

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔢𝔫 orgasm denial -> jim hopper

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶 dacryphilia -> steve harrington

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔬𝔫𝔢 threesome -> eddie munson and steve harrington

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔱𝔴𝔬 non-con -> perv!eddie munson + perv!jonathan byers

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢 breath play -> bully!eddie munson

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔣𝔬𝔲𝔯 hypno play -> perv!eddie munson + perv!jonathan byers + perv!steve harrington

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔣𝔦𝔳𝔢 impact play and sadism -> bully!eddie munson

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔰𝔦𝔵 primal and pet play -> eddie munson and steve harrington

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔰𝔢𝔳𝔢𝔫 anal -> eddie munson

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔢𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱 bondage -> nancy wheeler

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔴𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔶-𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔢 blood kink and monsterfucking -> vampire!eddie munson

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔶 public sex -> jonathan byers

𝔡𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔶-𝔬𝔫𝔢 orgy -> eddie munson, steve harrington, nancy wheeler, robin buckley, chrissy cunningham

[berry-loves-yandere]

can you please do one with Stranger Things hc with an sweet autistic darling, like how do they handle certain situations and also when their darling have a huge meltdown

love ur fics btw❤

Sure!

(Nancy will not be included on this list because she already has a separate headcanon bit for this)

Yandere Stranger things with a sweet autistic darling:

Characters: Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Eleven (Jane) Hopper, Lucas Sinclair, Max Mayfield, Steve Harrington, Jonathan Byers, Billy Hargrove, Robin Buckley, Eddie Munson, Chrissy Cunningham, Jason Carver, Gareth Emerson, Jim Hopper, Joyce Byers, Henry Creel/Peter Ballard/001

Warnings: Manipulation, obsessive behaviours, possessive behaviours, violence, unhealthy mindset, Billy and 001 are assholes (just ike in canon) DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT

Mike Wheeler:

He'd definitely try his best to understand why his darling does certain things.

Or why they can't stand certain smells, fabrics, etc.

If his darling has very bad sensory issues, he'll do his best to make sure they're always comfortable since they're always sweet to him.

If his darling is having a meltdown in private, he's doing his best to comfort them and make sure they're okay but in public?

He'd pretend he didn't know his darling his he doesn't want to be embarrassed by them.

He'd apologize afterwards but he's not at all sorry.

Will Byers:

This man is so attentive and caring when it comes to his darling.

If they have sensory issues, specifically with a certain fabric?

He'd replace all his clothes that are made of that fabric to one that his darling likes.

If his darling is having a meltdown he'd immediately try to help sooth them, it doesn't matter if it's in public or private.

Eleven (Jane) Hopper:

She's in the same boat as her darling, they'd both be trying to help each in every situation, especially meltdowns.

Lucas Sinclair:

Lucas would very nice and helpful but because of the basketball team and his popularity on the line, he may not always help his darling when they're having a public meltdown.

Would always help in private tho.

Eventually wouldn't care about popularity just to be there for his darling.

Max Mayfield:

She was very kind and helpful with Eleven, so I assume she'd be the same with her darling.

With sensory issues she'd try her best to make her darling comfortable but there's only so much she can do.

When her darling has a meltdown, Max would sooth and coax her darling into being calm again.

Steve Harrington:

Is extremely careful, basically walking on eggshells around his darling, especially if they have very bad sensory issues.

When his darling has meltdowns, he does his best to calm them down.

Jonathan Byers:

He'd do basically the same thing as Will, except he'd also buy his darling anything they have a hyper fixation with.

Billy Hargrove:

Honestly, he'd call his darling all kinds of slurs.

Would only hug them when he's wearing fabric that his darling can't stand.

When his darling has a meltdown, he'd yell at them to stop crying or laugh at them.

Robin Buckley:

She's also autistic, so they'd both be helping each other out.

Eddie Munson:

Eddie would treat his darling like how he treats everyone else.

This can be good and bad but it's more neutral than anything.

No special accommodations but no judgement either.

Chrissy Cunningham:

The biggest sweetheart who would undoubtedly help in every way she can.

Always wants her darling to be happy and not uncomfortable.

Jason Carver:

Very gentle and sweet, threatens anyone who makes fun of his darling.

When his darling has a meltdown, he'd carefully sooth them.

If anyone mocks his darling's breakdown(s), they'd instantly get a punch to the nose.

Boy or girl, it's doesn't matter to him, he just wants his darling to be as happy as possible.

He'd also buy them absolutely anything he could that his darling is hyper fixated on.

Gareth Emerson:

Super sweet, probably has some sensory issues of his own, so he knows how to deal with them and help his darling with theirs.

When his darling has a meltdown, he'll try to distract them from what got them so upset then sooth them.

Jim Hopper:

He's already a very caring soul despite his 'tough guy' exterior but he'd be extra sweet to his darling.

Buys them anything that he could afford that his darling is hyper fixated on.

Tries his best to calm his darling during their meltdowns.

Joyce Byers:

Would treat her darling like anyone else but would be very caring during their breakdowns and help them with their sensory issues.

Henry Creel/Peter Ballard/001:

Finds his darling much easier to manipulate, especially when they're having a meltdown.

Doesn't care much for their sensory issues but pretends he does so his darling will think that he cares deeply about them.

Basically does not care.

[doomh3ad]

About

hi!! u can call me imelda, chrissie, chelsea or mel, i have extreme slasher brainrot (specifically doomhead from rob zombie's 31 <3)

requests are closed! and also feel free to submit any questions or thirsts, even if requests are closed! i'm totally fine with any nicknames or pet names, i love ppl being friendly with me <3

i'll write poly relationships (as long as no one is related) and crossover poly relationships with reader too! i also take platonic requests.

[non-writing posts will be tagged 'imelda shut up' & asks as 'imelda's asks']

characters i'll write for include but are not limited to:

•Michael Myers (OG + 2018 Halloween)

•Corey Cunningham, Allyson Nelson (Halloween Ends)

•Art the Clown, Tara Heyes, Dawn Sissy, Sienna Shaw (Terrifier 1&2)

•Yautja (Predator)

•Otis, Baby, Foxy Coltrane, Captain Spaulding (Firefly Trilogy)

•Doomhead (31)

•Any Ghostface minus Charlie or Mrs Loomis, Sidney, Gale, Randy, Sam & Tara Carpenter (Scream franchise)

•Pinhead (both og + 2022 versions), Kirsty Cotton (Hellraiser)

•Candyman/Daniel (Candyman)

•Gabriel May (Malignant)

•Arkin O'Brien, Asa Emory/The Collector (The Collector)

•Greta, Brahms Heelshire (The Boy)

•Patrick Bateman (American Psycho)

•Amanda Young, Mark Hoffman, John Kramer, Daniel Rigg, Jill Tuck, Adam, Lawrence, Peter Strahm, Logan Nelson, William Schenk (Saw franchise, Spiral)

•Julian Lambrick (Would You Rather)

•Ellen Ripley (Alien)

•Pennywise, Patrick Hockstetter (IT 2017+2019)

•Bo, Vincent & Lester Sinclair (House of Wax)

•Ash Williams (Evil Dead)

•Kurt Kunkle (Spree)

•Thomas Hewitt (TCM)

•Rick Grimes, Negan Smith, Daryl Dixon, Maggie Rhee, Glenn Rhee, (TWD)

•Ian McKinley (Final Destination 3)

•Rusty Nail (Joyride)

•Hannibal Lecter (Silence of the Lambs)

•R (Warm Bodies)

•Michael Langdon (AHS)

•Lucifer Morningstar, Chloe Decker, Daniel Espinoza, Mazikeen/Maze (Lucifer)

•Jerome Valeska, Ed Nygma (Gotham)

•Sebastian Castellanos, Joseph Oda, Juli Kidman, Ruvik Victoriano (The Evil Within)

•Leon Kennedy [RE2/RE4/RE6] Claire Redfield, Ada Wong, Luis Serra, Jill Valentine, Carlos Oliveira, Albert Wesker, Chris Redfield [RE5], Sheva Alomar (Resident Evil)

•Kara, Connor, Markus (Detroit Become Human)

•Trickster (Dead by Daylight)

i'll also write for some ships ! these include (but i'll likely do any i know that you ask for!)

-Greta & Brahms

-Vincent, Lester or Bo & Carly

-Ben Miller & Zoey Davis (Escape Room)

-Chloe & Lucifer/Deckerstar (Lucifer)

Rules

i won't write : incest, pedophilia, rape, suicide etc. i will write yandere, dark fics & most kinks, just ask if you're not sure! i will write both dominant and submissive readers, just specify. i'll write headcanons, drabbles, full fics & series!

if you don't specify in a request, reader will be gender-neutral, but i will do other genders if you ask! i won't write about pregnancy or mentions of children, sorry.

it's ok to spam requests! i am only one person with a fairly busy life so requests may take up to about a week to be answered at most, usually, i appreciate the patience <3

pls don't request the exact same specific scenario word for word you've sent to other writers.

while i'm aware that i can't stop under 18s from reading or requesting, i would prefer if you didn't dm without your age in your bio or anywhere else that's visible!

commissions info

-commissions will begin once i've finished my cycle of regular requests, around mid-july hopefully!

-still working on reasonable pricing, always open to feedback! currently, i'm thinking around £5 for 1k words, £10 for 2k etc. for anything 3k+ it'd be £15-20. if you'd like a lot of long headcanons instead of a fic they'd be around £5 too i think!

Masterlist (part 1)

Masterlist (part 2)

Kinktober 2022 masterlist

Coming soon (current requests!)

[collectivecloseness]

Hey y’all! I’m shifting into fanfic mode more and more. I’ve been writing more... just not finishing editing and posting it, lmao...

So to help me out, I’d love to give you guys full reign, to send me any hc’s you have!!

They can be about any character - or mix of them - I write for, and can be about anything; be that angst hc’s, smutty thoughts, fluffy hc’s, or just sending me “imagine: xyz”.

Long thoughts about a scenario, a quick sentence abt a hc you see as fact, or it can be the opposite, where you send in an example, and I’ll answer which character I think most fits with whatever hc/scenario/etc you’ve asked!

It could be yandere fruity four ideas, feelings on what stobin x reader would be like at family video, headcanons on how someone reacts to reader being sick, literally any headcanons, ideas, or any thought you guys have, you have full reign to share! And I’ll be responding with my own little ideas (and hopefully some blurbs bc I’d love to get a lot of them out) too!

[sta7z]

“The Kiss”  Dark!Yandere!Nancy Wheeler x Fem!Reader )Part 2(

Warnings ⛓ Yandere things ⛓Character disappearence

⛓Non detailed depictions of gore ⛓a bad attempt at a plot twist ⛓Breakdowns ⛓Musical Theatre 🎭

You had been studying with Nancy for your midterms for a few days now, and alternating between reading Frankenstein. You entered the home, it seemed strangely empty. Mrs Wheeler was usually home by now, and Mike should definitely be home. He said on the Walkie-Talkie he would be there before me… never the less you walked up the steps and to the door of Nancy’s Room.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Nancy opened the door so fast it was as if she was waiting there. “Y/N!! Just give me a moment, I need to get cleaned up.” You waited outside for a while and Nancy let you in. She had a radio in her room, that was new. “Oh! You noticed! I got it a while ago, Robin and I saved up some money for it, so I figured we could listen while we study today. Are there any stations you prefer?” You shook your head and suggested simply music. As the two of you went through your Flashcards and Cornell notes, the music came to an abrupt stop.

꧁ ༺☽⛓♡ .♱. ♡⛓☾༻ ꧂Flashback

The bell rung, but you weren’t going to leave. You had rehearsals today for your school’s production of Grease! You were somehow chosen as Sandy. Everyone, including yourself, thought that local cheerleader and absolutely angel Chrissy Cunningham, but nope! It was you. And by some miraculous chance Steve Harrington auditioned and got the role of Danny. Every time you asked Steve about it he said it was a dare from Billy and he hadn’t even seen Grease! But In the past few month of rehearsals, Steve was becoming a bit of a Thespian.

The kissing scene, the easiest yet most difficult thing to rehearse. “Hey listen, it’s not like we’re actually in love or anything right?” Steve laughed. “I mean, the way she sung Hopelessly Devoted, I would say she wants to marry ya Stevie!” Carol butted in. You rolled your eyes and took a sip of your water. “I’m right here Yknow. And I’m just a little nervous…” Carol gasped. You knew what she was going to say. You gave her a glare cold enough to freeze a Hawkin’s Summer. “Hey listen, you don’t have to do the kiss, I can convince the teacher to change it to a hug or a fake kiss! Whatever makes you comfortable, alright Y/N?” Steve Fucking Harrington, the sweetest jerk you’ve ever met. You couldn’t help but feel safe around him. He had this… mom-ish feel to him. As hot as Ralph Macchio, if not hotter. And as sweet as Dopey (yes, the dwarf).

You finished rehearsals and rode your bike on the way to Mike’s house.

꧁ ༺☽⛓♡ .♱. ♡⛓☾༻ ꧂

“Hawkin’s Radio is having an abrupt stop to announce that the remains a local person was found approximately 20 meters away from Hawkin’s Highschool. Authorities are trying to identify the individual and cause of death as we speak.” Everything else was a blur, who was it? Who would do something like this? “Fuck” you turned to Nancy “D-Do you think it’s…one of them” you shuddered at the thought of those monsters. Nancy was about to console you when suddenly, almost conveniently, the phone rang. Nancy got up to answer, “Robin, baby, you alright?” You couldn’t hear the rest of the conversation except for Nancy’s worried responses. “Okay, stay safe, I love you.” She hung up. “I’m really sorry about that Y/N. Robin had some… issues to sort out.”

You sighed and turned the radio back on. Nancy was holding you, you couldn’t help but shake in anticipation. “According to athorites finding an intact finger, it can be determined that the victim was Steve Harrington”Nancy dug her nails into you at that very moment. Your heart sunk, that’s… that’s not right. Right? It couldn’t be. “Y/N, I’m so sorry.” It sounded more directed to you than to the situation. You tried to look up at her but she pushed your head back down. “I- I just. I hate seeing you upset.” She sounded more frustrated than anything.

꧁ ༺☽⛓♡ .♱. ♡⛓☾༻ ꧂

“Nance?” You said wiping your tears. You had fallen asleep. She wasn’t there. “Well did they find anything else? He could be just walking around with 9 fingers!” It was Robin. “No, there’s no way.” Nancy said in a matter of fact way. “It’s all my fault.” Robin broke down, “What about Carol? What about Y/N?” She sounded so… guilty. And to think about it. What type of Highschooler knows 4 languages, including Russian. And demogorgans don’t chop people up. You would need more evidence but, you were onto something.

꧁ ༺☽⛓♡ .♱. ♡⛓☾༻ ꧂

Poor Nancy, doesn’t know she’s dating a, possible,killer.

[sxvenz]

wip. ♔

this is a list of works that are currently in the process of being finished. Check my to do list for works that are coming but I haven’t started on yet.

FICS / SCENARIOS

In Hiding | moon knight

jake lockley, steven grant, marc spector x fem! reader

synopsis. jake likes leaving marks on you. bad news; his two counterparts aren’t yet aware of his existence.

Rises The Moon | artemis

yan! artemis x fem! reader

synopsis. every night once the moon rises, you feel watched by the forest around you. this time, you decide to stare back to see what happens.

Fawn | artemis

platonic yan! artemis x fem! child! reader

synopsis. artemis enjoys your visits, so much that she decides your neglectful parents don’t deserve you like she does.

House of Eve | bruce wayne

yan! bruce wayne x fem! reader

synopsis. a twenty-three year old bruce wayne finds himself obsessed with a sweet charity representative.

HEADCANONS

yan! hc’s | stranger things

[ billy hargrove, chrissy cunningham, eddie munson, robin buckley, steve harrington ]

soft yandere headcanons / “dark” content

hyper-fem! bimbo-esque reader

yan! hc’s | batfamily

[ bruce wayne, dick grayson, jason todd, tim drake, damian wayne, duke thomas, cassandra cain ]

dark / yandere general headcanons

yan! hc’s | padme amidala

yan! padme amidala x gn! reader

general yandere headcanons