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shysneeze · 2 years

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there's a girl out there with love in her eyes | robin buckley x artist!reader

summary: robin gathers the courage to talk to her crush and ends up your muse

warnings: i am not an artist so excuse artsy errors, kissing, tooth rotting fluff, reader is slightly self critical, take a shot every time i mention the low autumn sun

notes: title from going to california by led zeppelin

Robin has become well acquainted with the art corridor, the walls lined with paintings and drawings, the splatters of paint on the floor and the earthy smell of clay. It’s not exactly a short cut to the bandroom, in fact it’s more of a detour that she’s become far too accustomed to taking.

She’s mumbling beneath her breath, practising what it is she intends to say when she finally arrives at the senior art studio, where you will undoubtedly be working away, listening to a new tape and glowing in the low autumn sun.

As she approaches, it’s to the soft staticky sound of The Cure playing, echoing in the empty hallways. She slows to a stop, breath shaking nervously from her lungs. It’s silly, to get so nervous just to talk to you, but suddenly her fingers feel tingly with anxiety, and she shakes them out with a gulp.

You’re sitting with your back to her, humming along to the song and adorning a half painted canvas with stokes of red. You're wrapped up in it all, the peace of it, Robin imagines. It’s part of what has her so enamoured really, what has her taking the detour every time, for a glimpse of you in your element.

Robin hesitates now that she’s arrived, hand frozen in midair before she can knock on the doorframe. She tries again to recall the plan, one discussed endlessly with Steve during work, the one that had her best friend just about pulling his hair out in exasperation because ‘for god’s sake, Robin, just talk to her!’.

Gulping, she rattles her knuckles lightly against the hollow wooden door frame, grimacing a little at the way your shoulders shoot up, tensing in surprise as you turn to face her. Her cheeks feel suddenly red, and the plan falls completely apart, crumbling before her eyes.

Her lips hang slack as you blink at her from across the room, head tilted curiously at her lanky frame in the doorway. You have paint smudged across your cheek and specks of red and orange drying in your furrowed brows.

Robin thinks it’s adorable.

“Can I help you?”

“H-Hi,” She exhales, pulling herself briefly together, “I didn’t mean to startle you… I’m sorry.”

You’re blinking at her silence, waiting for more, and watching as her cheeks get redder and redder. A smile quirks at the corner of your lips as you lower your paint brush onto the palette to your left.

“You okay, Robin?”

Robin’s face twitches a little with surprise, pulling the politest of giggles from your lips.

“We’re in the same english class,” You explain, “You sit behind me.”

Robin is well aware of this, instead stunned by the fact that you’ve noticed her. Briefly, the thought warms her chest before simmering into a nervousness in the pit of her stomach.

“Yeah, of course,” She nods quickly, “You’re always doodling in the margins of your paper- which everyone does but your doodles are always… beautiful. I guess that makes sense though given you’re an artist-“

A laugh interrupts her, cut short by your hand over your smiling lips. The heat rises to her ears with embarrassment, and she opens her mouth to apologise for rambling when you lift your hand to wave apologetically.

“Sorry, just… artist isn’t the right word.” You admit, “I’m still in highschool, I’m not an artist yet.”

Robin’s brows twitch slightly into a frown, and she takes a few steps forward, peering down over your shoulder at your painting, causing a self-consciousness to unfurl in your stomach.

“You don’t think this is art?”

You blink up at her, breath catching. Her eyes are round with awe, eyeing the painting with the sort of wonder every artist dreams of producing. The sun floods her face with a warm orange light, and her freckles blur pleasantly beneath it, little specks of autumn.

“This is just… it’s not finished yet.”.

Suddenly recalling her plan, Robin straightens a little, stretching beyond the orange blanket of light and finally allowing you the chance to breathe again.

“Well, I’m sure your finished stuff is just as beautiful.” She says, confidence almost betrayed by the nervous quiver in her voice, “Can I see it sometime?”

The way she chews on her cheek nervously whilst awaiting your response is oddly endearing, and it has you nodding almost too quickly, too eagerly. Wiping your slightly clammy hands across the paint streaked jeans, you stand.

“I have my folio with me,” You confess, walking across the room to your abandoned belongings. “If you want to see it now.”

“Yeah?”

“If you’ve got the time…”

“Steve is working so he can’t pick me up for a while,” She assures, bouncing slightly on her heels with excitement, “So I’m totally free.”

You try not to let your face sour at the mention of Steve Harrington. Your body loosens with disappointment suddenly, at the reminder of the well justified rumours of Robin and Steve’s unexpected relationship.

“Great,” You manage a smile, “Here,”

She comes towards you, watching you pull various paintings and sketches from your project case. She can see the anxious tremor to your fingers as they push the pieces carefully across the table, and the honour at getting to see them fill hers to the brim with warmth.

“This is a lot.” Robin exhales after a moment, “Wow…”

“I’m here a lot,” You shrug.

“I know.” Robin blurts, before panicking at the implications of it, “I mean, I’ve seen you a lot after school when I’m on my way to band practice… I've been hoping to see your work for a while now.”

“Well, you’re always welcome.”

She meets your eyes for a moment in surprise, before turning back to your art. That wonder is back, and as she bends for a closer look, that orange light engulfs her again, tying knots in your stomach.

She’s so pretty, all warm light and perfect freckles, it almost hurts.

“Wow…” She exhales again in a whisper, “These are amazing.”

“Thanks,” You mumble with an embarrassed grimace. “It’s just some ideas for college applications so it’s not much but-”

“No, these are amazing,” She repeats, almost sternly, “What do you mean you’re not an artist? What would you call this?”

“Paintings,” You exhale, “Drawings, and sketches, but that doesn’t make it art.”

Robin smirks a little, shaking her head as she draws her finger gently across a portrait, feeling each brush stroke tenderly.

“You’re one of those tortured artists, huh?”

Surprise slackens your lips, and she twists to grin at you, eyes crinkling in the corners.

“I’m joking,” She assures, “But I think these are beautiful, and that you’re an artist.”

“Thanks, Robin,” You exhale, “That’s sweet of you.”

She spends another few minutes admiring each piece, and you watch her eyes find each pencil line and each colour. You watch her take in each one, how her long fingers trace the shapes across the paper, so gently they barely touch it.

It’s so nerve wracking, so intimate in a way nothing could possibly have prepared you for, and when she finally straightens, her cheeks are rosy, smiling to herself as if she’s simply the luckiest girl in the world.

“Thanks,”

“Huh?” You ask, blinking slowly back to reality as her ocean blue eyes meet your own, “For… For what?”

“Letting me see your art- or your paintings, drawings and sketches,” She teases with a mischievous glint in her eyes, “Especially when I just showed up out of nowhere… you’re really talented.”

“T-thanks.”

“I should go,” She admits, “Steve will be heading this way so…”

“Right,” You say, ignoring the disappointment that flares to life in your chest. “Of course.”

Robin nods with that awkward charm, making her way towards the door. You watch her retreating figure, eyes caught by the red streaks in her hair, and an overwhelming need to see her again takes you both by surprise when her name blurts from your lips.

“Can I paint you?”

It’s not what you intended to ask, not even a conscious thought you knew existed in your head, and when Robin turns back to you, its with parted lips and furrowed brows. Your stomach lurches nervously, but there’s no going back.

“Just, if you’re free,” You continue, “I’m sure you’ve got work so it’s okay if you can’t, but I’d really like to paint you.”

“Me?”

“Y-yeah,” You admit, “You’re… really pretty, you know.”

Robin’s freckles disappear beneath a crimson blush, neck stretching with a nervous gulp. Mortified, you turn back to your paintings, busying your hands with returning your work to the project case.

“As I said, you’re probably busy so-”

“I’m not.”

Your shoulders ease slightly, and you bravely turn back towards her, though she’s avoiding your eyes, one hand lifted to scratch awkwardly behind her neck.

“I’m not working next week,” She assures, “So I can come after band practice, if that suits.”

“T-that’s perfect,” You confirm, “Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” She nods, smiling anxiously, “What’s the worse that can happen?”

-.-.-

Robin has learned that you paint with a specific look of concentration. It greets her each time you tilt your head past the easel to take her in again, lip pulled between your teeth in a way that makes her feel entirely too warm, too nervous.

She’s spent a week here, balanced awkwardly on a stool in front of you, listening to whatever tape you produce from your bag that day, and rambling in desperate attempts to avoid the heat in her chest each time you meet her eyes around the canvas.

And you’re more than happy to listen, filing each new fact away in your head; her favourite books, her least favourite subjects and the songs she hums along to as you paint. Today, she’s talking about work, hands moving animatedly as she talks about a regular, and you’ve long past given up on trying to keep her still.

“I mean, the same documentary every week.” She repeats, “How many times can you watch a plane documentary? It’s like aviation 101 every time he walks in- Steve is probably kicking himself for covering my shifts this week because he really doesn’t have the patience for Plane Guy.”

“Wait, what?”

“Sorry, am I talking too quickly?”

“No, it’s just… he’s covering your shifts?” You ask, peering around the easel with a frown. “You said you weren’t working.”

Robin’s eyes widen a little at being caught in such a silly lie. Tearing her eyes from your own, she twists to hide her embarrassment, though you can see the red climbing her neck.

“Um, yeah,” She admits, “I did say that…”

“You’re ditching work for this?” You ask, somehow mortified, “You didn’t need to do that, Robin.”

“Yeah but you seemed so excited and I wanted to!” She argues, rubbing at her neck awkwardly, “and Steve owes me for all the shifts I’ve taken whilst he’s been on dates, so really, dealing with the plane enthusiast is the least he can do.”

You sit back a little, hiding yourself behind the painting, eyes rounding with hopeful surprise. Gulping, you do your best to ignore the butterflies swelling in your chest, the excitement bubbling up inside you.

“Oh.” You attempt casually, lifting a shaky hand to the canvas again. “So you aren’t… He’s not your boyfriend?”

“Oh, god no,” Robin’s face twists beyond your line of sight, “I’ve seen that boy flirt and I have no idea how he’s getting dates at all really. So, no. We’re friends- best friends.”

“Right,” You nod, gulping, “Sorry.”

“No, it’s fine,” She assures, still red-cheeked, “I get it a lot… but we’re not together. He’s really not my type.”

“No?”

She can hear it in the lift of your voice, the question of what her type really is. Somewhere in the back of her mind, Steve is telling her to be bold: girls, artists, you… but all she can do is clear her throat, humming in confirmation.

Beyond the soft static of the tape playing in the background, silence falls upon you both, and the odd new tension in the room. That late evening sun washes Robin in orange again, and with each peer around the canvas, your stomach tightens.

You move onto painting her freckles, struggling for a moment with the colour, breathing out a frustrated sigh as nothing seems to mix quite right on the palette. Robin’s head tilts curiously at the sound.

“You okay back there?”

“Fine,” You mumble, “Just… your freckles.”

Robin’s brows twitch slightly in offence.

“Sorry, I guess?”

“No, they’re perfect and pretty, but they’re all different shades of orange,” You explain, standing with a sigh and stepping around the painting towards her. “Need a closer look.”

You take a step between her knees and Robin’s eyes widen in surprise, body swaying backwards at your sudden proximity. That paint smell finds her nostrils, mixed with the subtle scent of your perfume, and as she looks up at you, her lips fall apart.

Behind you, Led Zeppelin bristles to life from the cassette player again, the first strings of Going to California stretching outwards to every corner of the room. You’re squinting down at Robin, lifting your few paint-free fingers to tilt her chin from the sun briefly, biting your lip with that concentration Robin has become so infatuated with.

“So many freckles,” You exhale, “You’re so pretty, Robin.”

It’s not consciously that the words leave you, and Robin is almost certain you’ve hardly noticed yourself saying them, but her ears warm at the sound of them, and beneath your touch, she’s positively melting.

It draws a small whimper from the back of her throat, exhaled shakily into the sunlight washed room, joining the soft guitar strings and your just slightly uneven breaths. You pause a little, realising your current position, her knees bracing your legs, her face against your fingers.

You whisper an apology, but don’t dare step back, not with her ocean eyes staring at you with that awe, that wonder, that love… you can do nothing but blink down at her, take it all in. Then, her breath catching, she lets out a whisper of her own.

“I really want to kiss you.”

And who would you be to deny her such a simple desire?

You don’t waste a second, taking her chin and pulling her towards your lips, and she pushes upwards to meet them with a gentle sort of eagerness that tugs at your heartstrings. When you pull back, it's to her rosy cheeks and perfect freckles.

“Like that?”

Robin can only nod before pulling you in for another kiss, arms wrapping around your waist and pulling you against her chest. There’s no rush though, not as your paint-streaked fingers clasp her cheek or comb through her hair, not as her tongue slides across your concentration-chewed lip and presses into your mouth.

Her hands on your waist push up slightly to graze the skin beneath your sweater, as gentle as the shapes traced across your painting, her warm fingers leaving featherlight touches over the skin above your waist band.

“Robin..,” You mumble above her lips, “You really like me?”

“God, (y/n),” She exhales between warm kisses, “Do you know how far this place is from the bandroom?”

You grin as you find her lips again, arching into her as her fingers run up your back. You leave paint on her cheek, then her neck as your fingers trail down towards her shoulders, balancing yourself as the kiss deepens dizzyingly.

It’s with a sharp, frustrated sound that Robin pulls away, only in response to the shrill sound of car horn being pressed outside. You turn with her to the window, frowning with your arms still balanced on each of her shoulders.

“Steve,” She grumbles, “Terrible timing.”

You blink down at her, resisting the overwhelming urge to kiss her blush-blurred freckles one by one. You pull from her touch, skin cooling rapidly without it, and her brows drop disappointedly, hands dropping to her side.

“Go tell him I’m driving you home,” You instruct, “Tell him it’s your lips, they’re impossible to get right… I really need to study them.”

Robin clambers far too quickly from the stool, and with a delighted laugh you catch her before she can fall completely. She straightens with a lopsided grin, stealing another kiss before dashing towards the door.

You pace giddily back to your painting, suddenly in disbelief at your luck, but what’s an artist without a muse, you suppose.

…

bonus:

Steve knows Robin is trying to explain something, something about not needing a ride home, though he can’t quite concentrate on anything but the paint streaks on her cheeks and the obscene red of her ears.

“You are covered in paint.”

“Huh?”

Steve chuckles, shaking his head in disbelief.

“Nothing, Rob.” He assures, “Go back and make out with your artist, I’ll see you later.”

Robin can’t hide her excitement, lips stretching into a grin that has him rolling his eyes endearingly before pulling out of the car park, watching Robin hurry back into the building in his rearview mirror.

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starburstjuno · 2 years

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Secrets, Secrets | Robin Buckley

plot : y/n byers is having another slow, uneventful day at work with her mom, until her (secret) girlfriend robin stops by.

warnings : secret gays, accidentally outing yourself to your mom via your secret girlfriend but it’s cool bc she knew the whole time, joyce being the best parent in all of existence

word count : 1k

(idk i was just feeling gay and sappy today so here this is)

masterlist | requests open

(part two is coming soon!!)

Y/N sighed, slouching further in her already uncomfortable position on the stool behind the counter. Melvald’s was dead, yet again, which left Y/N and her mom Joyce to spending the day mostly just hanging out and pretending to look busy. Joyce had picked up the inventory list for the third time today and was now making another lap around the store. Y/N could’ve sworn she was about to fall asleep when the bell on the front door rang and she sat up. Much to her joy, it was none other than Robin Buckley. Y/N and Robin had known each other off and on throughout their lives, but it was only recently that they really got to know each other.

“Hey Robin.” Y/N smiled, leaning forward against the counter as Robin strolled up, trying to look casual as she glanced around the store. “It’s just me and mom right now, store’s been dead all day.” Y/N’s voice was low. Robin leaned against the counter, taking one more quick glance around before slipping her hands into Y/N’s.

“I missed you.” Robin’s low volume matched Y/N’s. “Watching movies isn’t any fun when you’re not there.”

“Well it’s not my fault that Steve has excluded me from movie nights.” Y/N chuckled. “You know his rule.”

“No making out during movie night.” Robin snorted. It wasn’t a rule he’d ever had to worry about, but it was one he made shortly after Y/N and Robin had started dating a few months back. Steve was one of the only people who knew about their relationship, and while he was supportive as hell he didn’t want it rubbed in his face that he still didn’t have a girlfriend.

“And two hours cuddled up on a couch in a dark room?” Y/N shrugged. “I can’t help myself.”

As the girls continued to talk, their low voices and barely muffled giggles found their way to Joyce’s ears. Unable to help her curiosity, Joyce slowly worked her way back towards the front in an effort to try and hear what the girls were whispering about. Finally, when she’d made it just one isle away, she could hear their voices clearly.

“So, since it’s my turn to plan and since Steve owe’s me, you and I are gonna go out on Friday night.” Robin said.

“Go out?” Y/N raised her eyebrows.

“Okay, we’re gonna order some take out and go sit by Lover’s Lake and listen to the new mixtape I made you but yes. We’re going out.” The girls both giggled lightly, Y/N biting down on her lower lip. “What?”

“I just really wanna kiss you right now.” Y/N admitted. “You wanna meet me in the back room?” Robin laughed.

“Thought that was something we only did at the video store since Steve would cover for us.” Robin snorted. “Besides, isn’t your mom somewhere around here?”

“Yeah but I could tell her I was gonna take a break so she’d come up here.” Y/N shrugged. “Besides, don’t you wanna take a little risk?” Y/N teased, but a small sigh passed Robin’s lips as she barely tried to muster up a smile. “What?”

“You know I’d do anything to just be able to kiss you and hold your hand and go on cute dinner dates. But I…” Robin hesitated. “The last person I want catching us in the act is your mom. What if she never lets you see me again?”

“Oh come on! My mom would never.” Y/N shook her head. “But I get it. Okay, I do. Shit in our lives sucks enough, we don’t need a lynch mob coming after us, too.” A laugh bubbled up from Robin and she nodded her head. Robin’s watch beeped, meaning she had to get back to work. “I’ll see you later.” Y/N raised Robin’s hand, pressing her lips to Robin’s knuckles. “Tonight, maybe?”

“I have to close tonight.” Robin sighed. “I’ll call you in the morning.” Robin pulled Y/N’s hand over, mimicking Y/N by pressing a kiss to her knuckles. Their hands fell back to the counter, Robin squeezing quickly before letting them go and heading for the door. Y/N sighed, looking down at the smudge of chapstick on the back of her hand before looking back at the door. Robin had it half pushed open, also glancing back. At the same time, the girls held up their hands, Y/N just able to make out the smudge of nude pink lipstick on Robin’s hand. Y/N let out a small laugh, letting her hand fall and settling back onto the stool.

“So…what was Robin up to?” Joyce asked as she approached the counter, making Y/N jump.

“Nothing just um…just on her break.” Y/N shrugged. “She’s working with Keith today so she decided to come over here instead of sitting in the breakroom.” Joyce watched Y/N for a moment, noticing how she rubbed the back of her hand on her jeans.

“Y/N, honey…” Joyce started and Y/N looked over at her mom, confused and a little worried as to where this was going. “You know I love you so much, right? No matter what. Nothings ever gonna change that.” A cold-hot panic spread through Y/N’s body. Of course. The one time she’d risked flirting with her girlfriend in public, someone found out. “Is there um…anything you wanna talk about?”

“Mom…” Y/N sighed, her eyes glancing at the back of her hand before she looked back up at Joyce. “Robin and I…we…” Y/N sighed again, feeling incredibly stupid. “The only reason I didn’t tell you is because Robin’s parents won’t understand. No one would. I, I mean I know you do i just…” Y/N sighed once again. “I know you love me. And I love you so, so, so much I just…I love her too. And it’s not fair to her.” Joyce nodded.

“Come here, baby.” Joyce wrapped Y/N in a hug and Y/N reciprocated right away. She had never really been worried about this conversation, she was more worried with how Robin was going to react. “I just have one request.” Y/N groaned as Joyce pulled away. “Invite her over for dinner sometime?”

“Mom, oh my god.” Y/N sighed and Joyce laughed.

“Oh come on!” Joyce teased. “I let Nancy sleep over with Jonathan all the time. The least you could do is bring your girlfriend around sometimes.”

“Mom!”

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skylarinfinity · 1 year

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[m/n and robin waiting for steve in the car]

m/n: [try to make conversation] what's pirate's favourite letter of the alphabet?

robin: [look m/n with bored expression] is it's r?

m/n: [shake his head] you think it's r but it's actually c! [laughing his arse off]

robin:

tags lists @sonicqaulan @graysonfriggason @thebettermaximofftwins @sloanalistair @acienthazard @starlinggoldeneyes @ortegaolsen @wednesdaywanda @sandwichmarvel @gardenofmarvel @wanda-cabin-natasha-jacket @panandinpain0 @badblondebisexualboy

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mushrubes · 2 months

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Stranger things masterlist !!

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↪ Mike Wheeler ↩

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ੈ♡˳ ’ Everything’s alright now ’ | i, a, f | lovers!au, mutual pinning | 0.5k

↬ ‘Hey-its okay. I’m here; I’m safe. And fine - see? Everything’s alright now.’

ੈ♡˳ ’ My fault ’ | i, a, f | friends to lovers!au, mutual pinning | 0.5k

↬ “ I’m sorry. None of this should have ever happened–this is all my fault. ”

ੈ♡˳ ’ Last piece ’ | i, a, f | lovers!au, mutual pinning | 0.3k

↬ “ As much as I love food, i’m giving you the last piece just this once. ”

↪ Nancy Wheeler ↩

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ੈ♡˳ ’ you ’ | i, a, f | exes!au, mutual pinning | 1k

↬ “ It was always you. No matter how many times I disagreed, it was always you. ”

ੈ♡˳ ’ What did i do? ’ | i, f | lovers!au, mutual pinning | 0.3k

↬ “Ow! What did i do this time?”

ੈ♡˳ ’ Bullshit ’ | i, a, f | lovers!au, mutual pinning | 1.2k

↬ “Please don’t abandon me–not like everyone else.”

ੈ♡˳ ’ Die for you ’ | i, a | exes!au, mutual pinning | 0.3k

↬ “I would die for you and not regret a thing.”

↪ Jonathan Byers ↩

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ੈ♡˳ ' stay ’ | i, a, f | exes!au, mutual pinning | 0.6k

↬ “i had a nightmare…can i stay with you tonight?”

ੈ♡˳ ’ Hold me tighter ' | i, a, f | lovers!au, mutual pinning | 0.3k

↬ “Don’t think about anything. Just tell me that you love me and hold me tighter.”

↪ Joyce Byers ↩

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ੈ♡˳ ' Never forget that ’ | i, a, f | family!au, mother!joyce | 0.3k

↬ “I love you. Never forget that, okay?”

↪ Lucas Sinclair ↩

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ੈ♡˳ ' I can help you ’ | i, a, f | friends to lovers!au, mutual pinning | 1.1k

↬ “don’t push me away please.”

↪ Max Mayfield ↩

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ੈ♡˳ ' hold my hand ’ | i, a, f | friends to lovers!au, mutual pinning | 0.9k

↬ " Hold my hand. "

ੈ♡˳ ' Look at me ’ | i, a, f | friends to lovers!au, mutual pinning | 0.4k

↬ “ Look at me. I love you. ”

ੈ♡˳ ' Make it through ’ | i, a, f | lovers!au, mutual pinning | 0.8k

↬ “She’ll make it through, I know it.”

ੈ♡˳ ' You said my name ’ | i, a, f | friends to lovers!au, mutual pinning | 0.4k

↬ “I heard you say my name in your sleep”

ੈ♡˳ ' Jerk ’ | i, a, f | lovers!au, mutual pinning | 0.6k

↬ “You may be a jerk, but you’re my jerk.”

ੈ♡˳ ' Too good ’ | i, a, f | friends to lovers!au, mutual pinning | 0.5k

↬ “ You’re too good for me.”

ੈ♡˳ ' Please ’ | i, a | friends to lovers!au, mutual pinning | 0.5k

↬ “Please, just stay a little longer.”

ੈ♡˳ ' photo of us ’ | i, a, f | lovers!au, mutual pinning | 1.1k

↬ “You keep that photo of us in your wallet?”

ੈ♡˳ ' kiss me ’ | i, a, f | friends to lovers!au, mutual pinning | 0.4k

↬ “Shut up and kiss me, you idiot.”

↪ Robin Buckley↩

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ੈ♡˳ ' Stretching your luck ’ | i, a, f | friends!au, platonic | 0.2k

↬ “I love you and all, but you’re really stretching your luck right now.”

ੈ♡˳ ' Fell for you ’ | i, a, f | friends to lovers!au | 0.6k

↬ “I fell for you without even knowing it and, jesus, does it hurt that you can’t see it.”

↪ Eddie Munson ↩

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ੈ♡˳ ' What’re you hiding ’ | i, a, f | friends to lovers!au, mutual pinning | 0.9k

↬ “Hey - What’re you hiding behind your back?”

ੈ♡˳ ' I think I’m in love ’ | i, a, f | friends to lovers!au, mutual pinning | 2.5k

↬ ‘i think i’m in love with you and i don’t know what to do.’

ੈ♡˳ ' For what? ’ | i, a, f | lovers!au, mutual pinning | 0.7k

↬ “You almost died! And for what?”

ੈ♡˳ ' i was made for lovin’ you ’ | s, f | friends to lovers!au, mutual pinning |

↬ " I can't get enough of you. "

ੈ♡˳ ' hold on ’ | i, a, f | friends to lovers!au, mutual pinning | 0.3k

↬ “Just hold on–you hear me? You’re not dying like this. Not here; not now!”

ੈ♡˳ ' friends ’ | i, a, f | friends to lovers!au, mutual pinning | 0.6k

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the-dragonsqueen · 1 year

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Pearl!au | Eddie Munson x fem!reader

This fanfic is kind of dark, so please read the warnings.

Pairings : Eddie Munson x fem!reader, Steve Harrington x fem!reader, brief Robin Buckley x fem!reader, mentions of Steve Harrington x Eddie Munson.

Synopsis : Eddie leaves his girlfriend behind when he’s offered to open for a famous metal band because she has to take care of her sick mother.

This fanfiction is inspired by Pearl and X, reader has Pearl and Maxine vibes (so does Eddie tbh).

CW : angst, domestic violence (not from Eddie), no use of y/n, stalking, brief non con and voyeurism, brief mentions of a dead animal, major characters death, matricide, murder, blood, emetophobia, sick parent, depiction of poverty, mentions of decomposing bodies, porn, cheating, smut, praise kink, degrading kink, p in v, unprotected sex, cream pie, dry humping, fingering, hallucinations, delusions, intrusive thoughts, mentions of suicide, self harm, slut shaming, prostitution, neglecting parents, religious parent, religious trauma, panic attacks, anxiety, use of the f slur, mommy issues, abandonment issues, reader is objectified, reader is bisexual, reader is kind of mean sometimes, this fic is dark everyone is ooc, dark!eddie munson, dark!reader, dark!steve harrington, happy ending I guess ?

Word count : 15k+

You are not a good person.

Your life started falling apart a couple of years ago when your step dad decided to leave your mother for someone better, younger. Your mother didn’t see it coming, she always took care of her husband, always put his needs above hers and yours. You weren’t very fond of him and wouldn’t have cared if it weren’t for the prenup, he had rich parents, a good job and that’s what allowed you to live in a decent house despite your mother not having a job, making being a stay at home mom wife her job. He never gave you any money or put aside a college fund for you, but you were smart enough to get a scholarship so this wasn’t your biggest concern. No, your biggest concern was having to live in a trailer park because your idiotic, naïve of a mother signed a stupid prenup making her and you homeless when he decided to leave her. She was extremely religious and told you that this was all a part of God’s plan and that one day she’ll get what she deserves for sacrificing her whole life to serve her husband. You almost slapped her when she said that, her life was ruined all because she believed what a stupid book translated by awful men said. But you didn’t slap her, you smiled at her and left the house telling her you were going to pick up more boxes to pack your stuff in. Instead you went to the nearest gas station to pick up enough gasoline to burn down the whole town, if you didn’t get to live in this house anymore, no one else will. Unfortunately, as you were standing in line Jason Carver spotted you.

“Hey pretty girl ! What are you doing with all of this ?” he laughed pointing at the gasoline at your feet

“Oh hey Jason” fuck “Hum my step dad asked me to pick up all this stuff I think it’s for our lawn mower or something ? I’m not even sure this is what he asked me for actually” you laughed back playing dumb

“Well, the boys and I are throwing a party at mine, do you want to join ?” he offered showing you the six pack he was about to purchase

You eyed the beers, drinking did sound pretty great in that moment and it’s not like you could actually burn down the house now since you had a witness. “Sure ! Just let me put this back, I don’t feel like carrying it around.” you moved to put the gasoline back in the aisle but Jason stopped you

“What about your step dad ?” he asked you tilting his head

“I’ll come back tomorrow or he can pick it up himself” you shrug bowing down to pick it up

“Don’t” he stopped you again “Just let him do it.” He said nodding towards the cashier “That’s what he’s getting paid for right ?” he smiled at you

“Oh ok… I’ll meet you outside” you replied, feeling a little guilty for the store clerk as you walked outside.

If Jason hadn’t stopped you that day you’d probably be in juvie for arson right now, at first you were mad at him but as time went by you stopped regretting not going through with it. Because you met him. But before there was him, there was her.

You met Robin Buckley when she was working at the movie theater, your mother was at the bank deposing the little money her ex-husband had the decency to give her so she’d be able to afford renting a trailer and move out of his house quickly. You couldn’t stand staying alone in this house, so you stole money from his wallet and treated yourself to a trip to the movies, it’s not like he’d notice the difference anyway. But as you were watching Molly Ringwald on the big screen you started to suffocate, the feeling of being trapped between the walls of the small theater overtaking you, so you ran outside taking refuge in the alley behind the movie theater. Once outside you realized that it wasn’t the small room that made you feel trapped, it was this town.

“Are you okay ? “ a small voice interrupted you mid sob

You lifted your head up and was met with Robin’s kind blue eyes staring at you. You wiped the snot off your nose and the mascara running down your cheeks. “No” you replied with a hoarse voice

“Yeah I figured, I could hear you crying from inside.” She kneeled in front of you and awkwardly put a hand on top of your knees “What’s going on ?” she asked with a soft voice

What were you supposed to say ? ‘I hate this fucking town and all I want is to leave everyone behind to become a big movie star, bigger than that stupid redhead on the screen but I can’t because I’m a still a teenager, I have no money and haven’t graduated high school yet !’ No you couldn’t say that.

“I just… fucking hate it here.” You responded still opting for some honesty.

“Me too.” Robin said with a sad smile

You had noticed Robin before at school, the way she was always staring at Tammy Thompson, another stupid redhead. She also looked at you sometimes, well she looked at everyone in the cheerleader squad during games, paying more attention to the cheer team than the game itself but you noticed her stare at your body and the way it looked in the uniform more than she looked at your teammates. So you made an impulse decision and kissed her. She was taken aback at first and didn’t kiss you back.

“I’m so sorry” you let out looking at her with your best doe eyes which was enough to let her take her guard down and kiss you again.

Her lips were soft and her kisses shy but it became more intense and desperate the more she kissed you.

“My shift is almost over. My dad is picking me up, do you want to come over ?” she blurred out with panting breaths

“Will your dad be ok with that ?”

“Yeah, I’ll tell him you’re sad because your boyfriend broke up with you and need a girl’s night” she reassured you

“Ok, I’ll call my mom from the phone booth while you wait for your dad.” You tell her with a smile

You didn’t call your mother but she didn’t need to know that. Her dad of course accepted and Robin was really eager to get you in her room when you got to her place. At first she wanted to talk to you about being queer and comparing experiences but you didn’t care about any of that. So you ended up making out some more and had sex for the first time in your life with her. It was amazing, a little clumsy and awkward but overall great, unfortunately it only made you feel better for a few hours. Once morning came you still felt this weight on your chest and Robin’s cuddles didn’t do anything to make you feel better anymore. You didn’t want to be with her, you wanted a good, better life for yourself and being with a woman was only going to make things even more difficult for you. So you were civil and polite to Robin when you ran into her at school but you didn’t really stay in contact after that night. She was too busy drooling over Tammy to truly care about you anyway.

After winter break that year and the shittiest Christmas ever, you were back to school. No one knew you were living at the trailer park yet but it’s not like you cared. You were pretty popular, being in the cheer squad and all but you never considered any of them friends, and vice versa. You were mean to them, even to the jocks but they never did anything about it, most of the guys wanted to get in your pants and invited you to all the cool parties so the cheer squad found it best to keep you around just for that. You never felt guilty about calling them sluts, bitches or stupid, most of them were fucking bullies anyway. That’s the thing about you, you were never mean to anyone else, just those who deserved it.

As time slowly went by you started to notice him. Eddie Munson. You never paid attention to him before but now it’s like he was everywhere, Forest Hills, school, even the grocery store… To be honest the first time you saw him at the grocery store it truly was a coincidence but you started to stalk observe him to pick up on his habits so you could see him more. And he noticed you too but besides from small nods and polite smiles he never talked to you and you knew why. So you quit the cheer squad and stopped hanging out with the jocks, fuck them. But that didn’t make Eddie want to hang out with you on the spot like it would solve all his reservations about you.

Finally one day Eddie saw you walking to school, because your mom couldn’t afford to pay for gas to drive you, so he picked you up from the side of the road. It became a daily occurrence and it wasn’t long before you got closer and eventually started dating. Eddie was the kindest person you’d ever met and weirdly he inspired you to become a better person too. You got a job to pay the bills, since your mom was too depressed to get out of bed and find a job herself, you tried to help him with his school works so he’ll be able to graduate with you and even got into a verbal fight with one of the jocks that was picking on the Hellfire boys at lunch, calling him a two-pump-chump (his girlfriend’s words not yours) in front of everyone was enough to get him and the popular kids to leave them alone, they knew you had dirt on all of them.

Unfortunately your efforts weren’t enough and Eddie didn’t graduate with you but he told you that he’d follow you to any city you planned on moving to, find a job and get his GED while you were in college. You got into UCLA and were so excited to tell him, you could go to auditions in Los Angeles on your free time and Eddie could try to form a new band, meet label studios and become a famous Rockstar ! For once in your life everything seemed perfect, even if you didn’t make it as a famous actress you knew Eddie was talented and that he could make it, he was a star. And Eddie was too nice to ever make you sign a prenup and ruin your life if things didn’t work out between the two of you, though you doubted that, so you’d be set for life anyway. If somehow neither of you made it, you had a plan c : porn. You never talked to Eddie about this plan but you noticed how men looked at you, you could exploit that. And Eddie was too sweet to forbid you from doing anything. You were full of hope.

That’s when your life truly took a bad turn. You were hanging out with Eddie in your room making plans for the future when your heard a big thud coming from the bathroom. Your mother had passed out after throwing up bile. At first you didn’t want to do anything about it, if your mother wanted to stay in bed all day, stop eating and slowly kill herself then you’d let her, you were 18 now and didn’t need her anymore. But you saw Eddie panic at the sight of your mother passed out on the floor so you did the right thing for him and took her to the hospital, as one should. Eddie stayed with you the whole evening, comforting you while you were waiting for the doctor’s diagnosis after they put her through dozens of tests, the longer it took the more you thought about how much it would cost you, your mother could never afford to pay for the hospital bills so it wouldn’t take long before they harass you to pay for her. After 5 hours of waiting, the doctor finally came to you and pronounced the words that changed your life for the worse “I’m sorry but your mother’s been diagnosed with cancer.” You didn’t hear much after that, you knew what this implied and you saw red, you wanted to kill the doctor, your mother and everyone in this hospital. But Eddie’s soft touch brought you back to the moment, you looked up at his soft eyes asking if you were okay. You realized you hadn’t spoken in minutes and just turned to the doctor muttering a small thank you before falling in Eddie’s arms crying your eyes out, he comforted you some more saying that she’ll be okay, you’ll get through this, not to worry she’ll survive but you didn’t care about that. All the hopes you had for your future came crashing down on you in a matter of seconds.

So you stayed in Hawkins, you worked more shifts at the shitty diner you waitressed at to pay all the bills and took care of your mother in your free time. Eddie went back to Hawkins high until a miracle happened. An agent saw him and Corroded Coffin play at the Hideout and asked to meet them. Turns out this guy worked for famous metal bands and after sending a tape of one of their performance to Slayer, the successful band and their team asked if Corroded Coffin could tour with them and be their opener. You pretended to be excited for him and support him, you even showed up when he hacked the school’s prep rally to play metal and tell everyone to fuck off. “See you at the Grammys assholes” he yelled flipping everyone off. You had to swallow the big lump in your throat and force a smile at his theatrics but his words felt like a stab to the heart for you.

A week later, he was gone with a promise to call you every night. He also bought you an skull ring (none of his actual rings would fit you) and proposed to you the night before he left, you cried and said yes. Of course, he would be back in a few months but without him, his love, his kindness and support you were getting worse. The only thing you were hanging on to was seeing Eddie again in a month when he’d play in LA, you made plans to visit him and stay there for a whole week, paying a private nurse to take care of your mother while you were gone. It’s all you talked about when you had him on the phone. But money was tight so you had to do more than waitressing to earn extra money to pay for the trip.

Eddie left you his van so you could sell your mother’s shitty car to make a few extra bucks (since she was never driving it anyway) while still being able to drive yourself to work, but it wasn’t enough. So you found yourself having to give hand jobs in the back of Eddie’s van to some of the diner’s customers, mostly truck drivers, to make more money.

But of course as you finally made enough money to pay for your plane tickets and hire a nurse, your mother was put on a new, very expensive treatment that ruined your plans, again.

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Which leads you to now, you’re in the van parked in front of Family Videos about to return another romance movie you dreamed of seeing yourself in instead of Kim Basinger. You dropped your mother off after the doctor’s appointment and drove straight here, you really didn’t want to see her right now. When you walk in your hear the voice of Steve Harrington greeting you, as usual.

“Hey, it’s Eddie’s girl ! What can I do for you today beautiful ?” he exclaims cheerfully

“I have a name you know.” You deadpan throwing the VHS in the return pile.

“Okay… Someone’s in a mood, anything I can do about that ?” he winks at you

He’s right you’re really not in the mood today. “What the fuck do you mean by that ?” you ask him with a harsh tone.

“Hum… you know, I can help you relax… since Eddie’s gone and all” he smiles at you, this was a daily occurrence, Steve always flirted with you. You narrow your eyes at him and turn your b ack on him, deciding not to entertain him. “Oh come on, sweetheart” the pet name goes straight to your core but you still ignore him. “You know Eddie’s probably swimming in a pool of groupies right now” he laughs, clearly joking to get a reaction out of you.

You freeze, his words should hurt you, a lot of people have been making comments about Eddie’s hypothetical cheating with fans. But it doesn’t, although you could really use an excuse to snap at someone right now.

“Steve, aren’t your parents like super rich ?” you ask turning to face him again

“What ?” he asks back dumbfounded

“Yeah, I mean I know you’re too dumb for college but can’t your parents at least write a check to a descent university to get you in ?”

“Excuse m-“

“Or at least get you decent job ?” you cut him off happy with the dumb look on his face “Or maybe they don’t care enough that’s why I and all of the female population in Hawkins have to endure your pathetic attempts at flirting. It’s sad really, can’t get into college, can’t get a girlfriend that won’t cheat on you, can’t make any friends over the age of 14.” you pout before letting out a laugh

No words come out of his mouth, his cheeks are red and eyes wide. Satisfied with his reaction, you smile and leave the store, guess you’ll have to dig in your own VHS collection for a while. You know mentioning Nancy Wheeler was a low blow but you could’ve been a lot meaner.

“Hey what the hell is wrong with you ?” a raspy voice calls you out before you get in the van

“Hi Robin.” you reply turning back to face her

“Why did you say all this mean shit to Steve ?”

You just roll your eyes and scoff in response.

“No seriously what is wrong with you ? I don’t remember you being mean, like ever.” She adds softly

“Then you haven’t been paying attention Buckley.” You roll your eyes at her

“I think I know enough about you to know that something’s off !”

“ But you don’t know me Robin ! You think you do because we fucked that one time, please !” you exclaim loudly. Robin looks around freaking out about someone hearing you. “You didn’t even bother calling me after and now you want to pretend like we’re friends ?” you didn’t call her either but you keep talking before she has a chance to point that out “My mother has cancer.” You deadpan

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry I didn’t-“

“I had to give up college to take care of her” you cut her off “And the only person that loves and cares for me left. So yes something is wrong with me and I won’t allow your ‘best friend’ to talk shit about Eddie ! You’re aware that he would fuck you at the first opportunity if you’d let him right ? I bet he already tried.” You spit out. Robin looks down but you can see tears forming in her eyes from where you stand. You frown, she doesn’t deserve this, shit.

“Hey, I’m sorry Robin I didn’t mean that” you tell her softly

“S’ okay” she sniffs

“I’m really sorry but I just had some really bad news concerning my mom’s health and took it out on you guys.” You sigh “I’ll apologize to Steve tomorrow, again I’m really sorry Robin.” You have no intention to apologize to him, for now.

“I’m sorry too” she says before walking back to the store.

Great you think, now everyone in town will know about your mother being sick, you do NOT need their pity.

You park in front of your trailer and see your mom eyeing you from one of the windows. You huff not ready to deal with her attitude now.

“What took you so long ?” she questions you as soon as you walk in

You roll your eyes and don’t respond, she’s been picking up fights with you every day for weeks now.

“I asked you a question !” she insists following you

“Why the fuck do you care ?”

“I’m your mother I’m allowed to know what you’re doing and do not speak to me like this !”

“My mother” you snort “Since when ?” you turn around to face her

“I raised you !” she screams in your face

“ You raised me ?” you repeat in disbelief “I raised me while you were too busy cooking and cleaning for your husband to take care of me”

“I’m not going to apologize for being a good wife !”

You huff “No but you should apologize for babying a grown ass man instead of your own daughter !”

“I was a good wife and I take pride in it. You can’t use that against me.”

“Yeah ? Look where that got you” you spit out looking her up and down in disdain

“It’s all a part of God’s plan and you know it, everything will come around you’ll see” she tells you with a hopeful smile on her face

You look at her expression and want to rip that smile off of her face, you want to rip her entire skin off of it actually but instead you cut her off when she starts talking about her precious God again.

“SHUT THE FUCK UP ! It’s a part God’s plan to ruin MY FUCKING LIFE ?” you shout “I had a plan, I had a boyfriend, a career to look forward to and now I have to take care of you when you never even bothered to take care of me ! I’m all alone with no future and stuck here with YOU” tears form in your eyes as your words sink in.

Your mother falls on the couch in exhaustion and you scoff.

“It’s not my fault I got sick.”

“No ? Then who’s fault is it ? GOD ?” you yell

“Don’t speak about Him like this ! You know, if you were a good Christian you’d be proud to take care of me.”

“Guess I’m not a good Christian then” you roll your eyes

“I pray every day for things to get better, I’ll pray for your soul now too.”

“Don’t bother.”

You jump at the sound of the phone ringing, dread fills your body. It’s probably Eddie and you’ll have to tell him that you can’t visit him anymore.

“Hello” You pick up the phone

“Hey sweetheart, how are you ?” Eddie’s voice fills the phone receiver and you melt inside

“I’m ok baby, what about you ? Please tell me everything”

“I’m great baby, the last show was amazing but we’ve been on the road for two whole days so I couldn’t call you” you can hear the pout in his voice “I missed you sweetheart.”

“I missed you too Eddie” tears are forming in your eyes again “so much” you add, your voice shaking.

“Hey, what’s wrong sweetheart ?”

“My mom has this new treatment that I have to pay for and I won’t be able to visit you in LA” you let out crying

“Oh baby it’s okay, I’ll see you soon I promise. Your mom’s health is more important right now we have our whole life to spend together, what’s a few more months ?” his comforting words do nothing to calm your sobs

“But I worked so hard to put that much money aside to come see you. I miss you so much, you have no idea”

“I know baby, I miss you too.”

“Do you know if Wayne was able to take some time off to come see you too ?” you ask him between sobs

“Yes he is actually, at first he told me he couldn’t afford it but the production team of the tour told me they’ll pay for his plane tickets and hotel room.”

You stay silent, your sobs stopping instantly at the news.

“But hey ! Maybe I can ask them to pay for yours as well ? I don’t think they’ll say yes since the offer only stands for family members but I can try !”

You grip the phone in your hand as you try to remain calm.

“Technically you’re my future wife so that has to count as family ! But I still don’t think they’ll allow me to fly another person. You know what I’m going to call Wayne right now and tell him you’re taking his place, I don’t care what they say-“

“Eddie, shut the fuck up” you say harshly cutting off his nervous ramble

After a few seconds he speaks up again “Sweetheart, are you okay ?”

“I’m fine. It’s fine. Wayne can go.”

“Are… Are you sure ?”

“Yes you’re right, I’m young and we have our whole life ahead of us, I have plenty of time to come and see you play. Wayne can go.”

“Sweetheart-“

“You know what it’s better this way” you cut him off again “At least I won’t have to leave my mother with some stranger” like you cared about that “And when I’ll see you perform it will be for your own tour not someone else’s.”

“Hum wow ok. Thanks, I guess ?” Eddie huffs in disbelief, you’ve never snapped at him like this before and you can hear the pain in his voice.

“I didn’t mean it like that Eds it’s just… I had a really bad day.” You sigh, when he doesn’t answer you add “And I believe in you Eddie, you’re a star, I know you’ll make it and you’ll be able to make any demands you want to your production team.”

“Thank you baby, I’m sorry but I have to go. I’ll talk to you soon.” He sounds a bit angry

“Oh okay…” your voice cracks up at the idea of him being angry with you

“I’m sorry you had a bad day, I wish I was there for you” his voice softens at your tone. You can hear Gareth in the back telling him to hurry up “Shut up dude !” Eddie says to him and you giggle at their banter, happy that his anger wasn’t directed towards you after all “I love you Sweetheart, more than anything I promise I’ll see you soon.”

“I love you too Eddie.”

“I can’t wait to marry you”

“Oh baby…” you tear up again “I can’t wait to begin our life together.”

“I love you, bye.”

“Bye”

You hang up the phone and dry your tears, when you turn around you see your mother staring at the tv from the couch, just the sight of her makes you angry again but you have to get ready for your shift at the diner so you leave the room without a word, at least you don’t have to jerk off some dudes in the back of the van anymore, fuck it if you can’t pay for her treatment.

“What’s for dinner ?” your mother asks you when you walk back in the living room in your uniform

“I don’t know I have to work, figure it out.” You shrug

She looks up at you and stares at your puffy red eyes “Why are you crying ?” she asks you with no ounce of sympathy in her voice

“I’m not” you reply defensively

“Then why were you crying ?”

“I wasn’t.”

“Did you boyfriend confess he cheated on you with one of his groupies ?”

Your clench your jaw at her words, why is everyone so obsessed with Eddie cheating on you ?

“No I had to tell him I couldn’t visit him since I have to use my money to pay for your treatment.”

“That’s not something to cry about, you ungrateful brat.”

“What am I supposed to be grateful for stupid bitch ?” you mutter under your breath

“Hey ! STOP TREATING ME LIKE I’M A BURDEN !” She yells at you

“SO STOP BEING ONE !” you yell back loudly looking into her eyes

You see her eyes widen in fear.

A few seconds pass and your mother is still frozen in place so you decide to change the subject.

“Hey mom, I’ve been thinking about something while I was getting ready.” You tell her in a completely different tone

She hums too shaken up to use her voice.

“Steve Harrington is really rich right ? And he’s been hitting on me a lot lately, maybe he can help us.”

“What ?” she asks confused

“Yeah, I could date him and get him to help us ?”

“What about Eddie ?”

“What about Eddie ?” you repeat back in a harsh tone your eyes growing cold again

“I… You … He’s your boyf-“ she stutters

“Eddie loves me” you cut her off “And I love him.” You state nodding you head. “He’ll forgive me, just like I’ll forgive him if he slept with other people on his tour.”

“What if he didn’t ?”

Your face falls in an angry scowl at this, everyone has been planting this idea in your head but now you’re the bad guy ? You had needs too, fuck you’ve been touching yourself every night since Eddie left, you miss him, you miss sex and affection with someone… anyone. Steve is attractive and before today you always welcomed his flirting with opened arms, you need the attention, you need someone to take care of you for once. You sigh loudly.

“There’s leftover pizza in the fridge, I was going to eat it myself after my shift but I’ll just pick something up from the restaurant. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

You don’t wait for her to respond to get out of the trailer. You see Wayne smoking a cigarette looking in your direction when you get out so you wave and smile at him before getting in the van. Apart from Eddie, Wayne is the only person you like in this town, he’s more of a parental figure to you than your mother or her ex-husband ever was and ever will be. He smiles back at you but you can see the worried look in his eyes even from where you stand, maybe he heard you and your mother arguing, fuck.

The next day after dropping your mother to chemo therapy you decide to go to Family Video. Steve doesn’t say anything when you walk in, it feels weird.

“Hey Steve” you tell him standing in front of the counter

“What can I do for you ?” he asks his usual chipper tone gone

“Accept my apologies ?” you ask back with a smile “I’m really sorry Steve, I was in a really bad mood yesterday and your joke about Eddie pissed me off… I didn’t mean anything I said I promise. I’m sorry.”

He sighs “Yeah Robin told me about your mother, sorry about that, it must suck.”

You stop yourself from rolling your eyes, you knew Robin would run her mouth.

“Yeah it does suck” you reply

“I mean having to stay here and take care of her, Jesus I get why you’re so upset now”

Your eyes light up, you weren’t expecting anyone to ever say that, especially not good boy Steve Harrington. People would call you selfish if you said that out loud, but not him apparently. You smile sincerely for the first time in forever and Steve blushes at your expression.

“Well since we’re all good now, what movie do you want to rent out today ? Sixteen Candles again ?” he smirks at you

“Hum no” you blush “I’m done with romantic comedies for now, I’d like something different”

“What do you feel like watching ? Action ? Sci-Fi ? Horror ?”

You shake your head “I don’t know, I just want to feel something and romantic movies aren’t doing it for me anymore.”

“Follow me” he instructs you

You follow him in another room separated by black curtains. The light was dimmed and the shelves full of naked women. You never even thought about this place having porn available to rent.

“That is different…” you tell Steve smiling

“Will that do it for you ?” he asks in a low voice and you feel your core throb a little

“I don’t know…” you blush again “I’ve never watched it.” You lie

“First time for everything ! Here may I suggest you a classic : Deep Throat” he hands you the box

“There are classics in porn ?” you laugh taking the box to read the synopsis “Hm I don’t know, are there any movies that aren’t all about men’s pleasure ?”

“Well in this movie her clit is in her throat so deep throating is how she gets orgasms !”

“Yes Steve, I can read but I don’t know” you shrug, you take a look around while Steve puts Deep Throat back on it’s shelf and your eyes land on a cover of two topless women kissing each other. “Ok I made my choice” you tell him showing him the box.

“Huh interesting, I haven’t seen this one.”

“Why isn’t that surprising ?” you tease him

Steve laughs and looks down at you ready to retort but you’re so close to him he ends up staring at your lips instead.

“Can I ask you something ?” you question him biting your bottom lip

“Anything”

“Can you watch it with me please ?”

This is how you end up in the back room after Steve closed the front door of the store ready to watch your ‘first’ porn. There’s almost no plot, thankfully but it was an interesting experience… The movie sucked but you could tell Steve was getting turned on by it.

“Do you like it ?” he asks you turning to face you and see you were already looking at him

“Yeah I do.” You reply staring at his lips and this time you lean in to kiss him.

He’s surprised at first but melts into it instantly, this poor boy was as touch starved as you were. You grab the back of his head to deepen the kiss and tangle your hand in his hair, they were too soft, straight and perfect but it’ll have to do for now. You both separate to catch your breath, his lips are so soft and his eyes aren’t the perfect brown you love so much but they’re still pretty. You bite your lip at his disheveled state, and kiss him again with more force.

You somehow end up on the floor on top of him, you rub your clothed pussy against his hard on. It was so dirty, you dry humping Steve Harrington on the dirty floor of Family Video even though you were engaged to the love of your life, but fuck Eddie right now he should’ve kidnapped you and married you on the road of his tour like a true Rockstar, he should’ve killed everyone and everything standing in your way. Images of Eddie covered in blood demanding you to marry him fill your head. You close your eyes and picture him under you, in a tuxedo covered in blood and calling you his wife. You could almost feel him putting his bloody fingers in your mouth murmuring that you’re his good girl when you suck on them. You want to kiss him smearing a mixture of blood and saliva all over your lips. But really you’re kissing Steve’s mouth and moan into the kiss when you feel yourself cum on top of him.

“Did you just cum ?”

“Yes” you answer out of breath “Fuck, please fuck me, I need to cum again, I need you.”

“You’re so hot” he tells you before kissing you hard, he flips you over so you’re on your back and takes off your jeans and underwear at the same time, he barely get his cock out of his jeans before pressing it against your core “are you ready ?”

“Yes please fuck me, I want to feel you” you whimper

He penetrates you slowly, his eyes rolling back at the feeling of your wet pussy, you moan loudly your pussy still sensitive for your previous orgasm.

“Shh baby what if someone hears us” Steve hushes you

“I don’t care, please move.” You whine

He picks up a fast pace quickly making you a moaning whimpering mess, it feels so good but fuck you feel so guilty, you start playing with your skull ring absent mindedly but a harsh thrust against your g spot short circuits your brain.

“Oh fuck right there” you moan out

He keeps hitting that spot but it’s not enough so you start circling your clit with your fingers like Eddie would and you feel yourself clenching around him.

“I’m gonna cum if you keep doing that” Steve warns you

“It’s ok, I want you to cum. Please cum inside me” you beg him

“Oh fuck” he grunts

The feeling of Steve shooting his cum inside of you triggers your own orgasm. Your pussy clenches around him and milks him completely dry. His head falls in the crook of your neck, you tangle your hand in his hair and scratch his skull, the feeling of his straight hair almost repels you.

“Thank you” you whisper to him softly

“For what ?” he asks still pressed against your neck catching his breath

“For accepting my apologies”

You feel him chuckle against you.

“Fuck baby, you can apologize to me like this anytime you want.” You giggle at his remark and roll your eyes.

You pick up your mother in a better mood than when you dropped her off, if she notices she doesn’t say anything. Or so you thought because as soon as you get home she starts questioning you about your sudden good mood. But you don’t answer, too busy remembering Steve’s touches on you, it was wrong but his touches were exactly what you needed to survive life at the moment. You hear your mother grumble about you being a whore but you pay her no mind and get ready for your shift.

Eddie doesn’t call that day or the day after. He doesn’t call for weeks and you miss him but this time, Steve is here to distract you.

Finally you had your day off and you were excited to see Steve, he has a morning shift and then he’ll be able to spend the whole afternoon with you, your mother’s new treatment was making her sleep all day so she won’t bother you. You start cleaning up the trailer since you’re inviting him over for the first time. You were about to take the trash out when the sight of Wayne getting his bags in his truck stops you in your track, you stare at him through the window. You completely forgot today was the day you were supposed to see Eddie, the trash bag falls off of your hand.

Wayne gets to see Eddie in a few hours while you’re stuck here cleaning your shitty trailer in a town you hate. Your breathing picks up and your eyes water. It’s not fair. Why does he get to leave and you have to stay here ? You clench your fists and feel your nails digging in your skin, you blink as more tears pool in your eyes, you’re shaking and you feel like you can’t breathe anymore, just as you were about to pass out from the lack of oxygen the sound of a police siren in the distance makes you jump. You take a deep breath and unclench your fists, you can feel blood running between your fingers but you pay it no mind, still staring at Wayne. He sees you looking at him and waves at you, you panic when you see him approach your trailer so you quickly pick up the trash bag again and run outside.

“Hey Sweetie, how are you doing ?” Wayne asks you with a kind tone

“Hey Wayne, I’m ok what about you ? Excited to visit Eddie ?” you do your best to appear excited for him but fail miserably

“That I am ! It’s too bad you can’t come” he sincerely replies

“Yeah…” you throw away your trash and turn back to him “It’s ok I’ll see him soon”

“Well he wanted me to tell you that he tried to get the production team to pay for your plane tickets but they said no and he’s sorry”

“You talked to him recently ?” you frown

“Yeah, he kept bugging me about you and asking why you wouldn’t pick up your phone but I told him I’ve barely seen you these days, I tried to ask your mom about your work schedule but she said she didn’t know it.”

“She knows my schedule, it’s on the fridge” you state

“Oh ?” Wayne scratches his head awkwardly “Well, she seemed kind of off maybe it’s her meds ?” he offers in comfort

“Yeah… But wait, he called me ? I never heard the phone ring, I was waiting every day for him to call.” That’s not entirely true but you’re always near the phone when you’re home.

“Maybe you were at work” Wayne concludes

“Maybe” you wipe your forehead in thought and Wayne’s eyes widen at sight of blood

“What happened Sweetie ?” he questions grabbing your hands softly

“Oh it’s nothing” you pull your hands back quickly to wipe them against your overalls “I was just cleaning and cut myself doing the dishes”

Wayne frowns at you, he saw the crescent moon shape cuts inside your palms but decides against saying anything for now.

“Well make sure to take care of it okay ? Do you have anything you want me to say to Eddie ?”

Your eyes widen as you remember something “Wait here I have something for him, I’ll be quick.” You run back into your trailer and grab a small item from your nightstand, you eye your kitchen knife on the way out but shake the awful thought out of your head. Wayne is still waiting outside for you patiently when you walk back out. “Here” you hand him a small box containing a black ring with your future initials on it “Since I didn’t have the time to get him one before he left, I would have liked to give it to him myself but…” you shrug sadly “See I put an M for Munson next to my initial” you point out to him

Wayne hugs you and assures you he’ll give it to him the second he sees him.

“Please tell him I love him”

“Of course I will, and he’ll love the ring.” He smiles down at you

He leaves shortly after this, you wait for his car to leave the trailer park to let the smile on your lips fall. You run back inside and check your house phone and just as you suspected the cord was neatly cut. Your breathing picks up again.

“MOM!” you yell

No response, you barge into her room and shake her sleeping form. “WAKE UP YOU PIECE OF SHIT” you scream

Her eyes start to open and you slap her with all you have to get her to wake up.

“What the fuck ?” she exclaims in panic

“Why did you cut he phone cord ? Why didn’t you want me to speak to him ? You know I love him, why did you do it ?” you question her crying

“Get your hands off me !” she pushes you back

“Are you jealous of me and him, is that why you did it ?” you continue

She scoffs “Jealous of what ?”

“Of our love !”

“Oh please, he left you ! He left you like they always do, I was doing you a favor you stupid slut !”

You’re taken aback by her insult “Eddie loves me and I’m not a slut I’m almost married !” you exclaim showing your ring

“Right, everyone in town knows you’ve been offering your services for money” she lets out with a sadistic smirk on her face

“I only did that to pay for my plane tickets and your nurse” you retort unashamed

“And I don’t know who you’ve been seeing lately but I can tell you’ve been sleeping with another man, it’s written all over you” she spits out

“I’ve been doing this for YOU !”

“Please” she scoffs

“I jerked those guys off to be able to see Eddie and guess what ? Instead I had to pay for your stupid treatment that’s not doing shit !”

She offers you a disgusted look but you don’t care.

“And I’ve been sleeping with Steve Harrington so he could get his parents to help us with the bills” you lie through your teeth

She laughs “Like you care about me, all you care about is yourself ! You’re a selfish monster, you’ve always been selfish since the day you were born ! You try to pretend that you care but I know it’s been eating you up inside having to stay here with me instead of going on the road with your satanic boyfriend ! And you know what ? I’m glad I got sick because now you’re stuck here with me, maybe that’ll give you a lesson on being a good Christian. Maybe you’ll stop thinking you’re better than me, better than this town, better than this life !”

“I HATE YOU” you yell at her

“You’ll end up just like me. Get that in that thick little skull of your-“ she’s cut off by a sharp pain, she looks down to see a knife planted in her chest, her eyes widen as she sees it’s your hand holding it. She looks up at you again to see your face red in anger staring right at her “I knew it” she lets out slowly feeling the life slipping out of her. You take the knife out and watch her fall to her knees in pain. “I knew you were a monster, saw it in your eyes the other day”

You scream at her words and stab her again “I WILL NOT BE STUCK HERE WITH YOU ANYMORE” you yell as you continue to stab her. ”I’M NOT STAYING IN THIS TOWN” you cry out loudly

You let out a sigh and stare at her body on the floor bleeding out rapidly. Shit, what are you supposed to do with her now ? Steve is supposed to come over later you can’t have a dead body lying around. You drag her body across the floor and throw it back on the bed, covering it with lots of covers to hide the blood. You close her blinds and shut the door behind you hoping it won’t start smelling bad too soon. You look down at your overalls, sad that you have to get rid of them now.

You proceed to get ready for your date with Steve, finishing cleaning the trailer and yourself. You jump off from the couch excitedly when you hear his BMW parking in front of your place.

“Steve !” you exclaim jumping in his arms as soon as he gets out of his car, it’s not like you care about anyone seeing you since Wayne left this morning.

“Hey baby, I’m happy to see you too” Steve giggles closing his arms around you

“Come with me” you grab his hand and pull him inside

You kiss him hard when you close the door, adrenaline pumping through your body.

“Please, fuck me right now” you beg against his lips

“What about your mom ?” Steve asks in between kisses

“She’s sleeping, don’t worry”

He picks you up and pushes you against the door, you close your legs around his waist and moan when you feel his hard on pressing against your clit.

“You look so pretty in this dress” he compliments you

“Want you to fuck me in it please” you whine

“Fuck, yeah I can do that baby” he grunts

He rips your lacy underwear off you and you moan at the action, you help him get his cock out of his unzipped fly and guide him to your pussy. You moan in unison when he penetrates you.

“I missed you baby” he whines against your chest

“Missed you too, so much”

He picks up his pace and you close your eyes at the intensity, you forget where you are, what you’ve done and what’s hiding somewhere under the covers. But you don’t forget about Eddie. You open your eyes and see him walking towards you, shaking his head in disappointment. _“I thought you were a good girl” _you whine when you hear his voice _“But you’re just a dirty fucking slut, aren’t you ? You can’t wait for me to come home so you fuck the first pretty boy that flirts with you, uh ?” he tsked at you and continues “Such a cock hungry little whore, let see how much you can really take baby. Can you take the both of us ?” _You moan louder and feel your orgasm approaching quickly.

“Fuck Sweetheart, I’m gonna cum.” You hear Steve say

You open your eyes, realizing they were closed the entire time. Eddie wasn’t here but you can still hear his voice in your head, threatening to punish you.

“Cum please, I want to feel you” you whimper out your eyes fluttering shut again in hope to see Eddie again.

You both cum after a few more thrusts, you want to scream Eddie’s name but you bite your tongue instead. After a few seconds, you open your eyes slowly and jump as you see your mother standing behind Steve looking at you.

“What is it baby ?” Steve asks you

You shake your head, once your brain is less cloudy you stare at the spot where you saw your mother and see that she’s gone.

“Nothing, aftershocks” you smile down at him and peck his nose

“You’re so cute” he sighs looking at you

“You’re not too bad yourself Harrington.”

Steve spends the whole evening and night with you, not even questioning why your mother hasn’t come out of her room yet. You guess spending hours in your bed fucking you made him dizzy enough to forget about her altogether.

You wake up the next morning cuddled against him, it was nice and warm you didn’t want to leave. But you have to get up and buy a new phone cord today and have your evening shift at the diner. Although you could afford missing one shift since you didn’t have to pay for your mother’s bills anymore.

“I want to stay here all day.” You murmur half asleep

“Me too” you hear Steve reply and smile

So you cuddle against him some more and fall back asleep. You both miss work that day.

That night when he’s slowly fucking you into your mattress you hear him whisper “I love you” against you ear. You smile, but tears fall down on your cheeks. Steve kisses your tears away and kisses you deeply making you moan against his mouth. “What’s the matter baby ?” he asks looking down at you. You shake your head as if to say ‘nothing’ so he kisses you again. He puts his forehead against yours “I love you” he repeats looking into your eyes.

“I love you too” you reply choking back a sob

Steve smiles at you triumphantly and picks up his pace. You don’t cum with him this time.

You lie awake while Steve sleeps soundly next to you. Did you love Steve ? He was sweet, handsome and he loved you. But he’s not Eddie. You sigh a shaky breath and close your eyes in hope to find some peace in your slumber, but you weren’t that lucky. A million scenarios goes through your head, Eddie killing Steve when he finds out and breaking up with you, leaving Hawkins and you behind to live his dream life. Then Steve killing Eddie, you killing Steve and ending up all alone. Then Steve and Eddie killing you because you weren’t loyal enough to make a good wife, this one hurt the most. But then another scenario comes, what if Steve and Eddie accepted each other and you ? You three could be the happiest you’ve ever been, with Steve’s money, Eddie’s talent and yours, your future would be bright. You’d have the chance to be with two handsome men, sleep with them, love them and they’d love each other too. You know Eddie is attracted to men and you accept him for who he is, and something’s telling you that Steve’s need to prove himself as a lady’s man was there for a reason. This scenario takes over your whole brain, giving you the illusion of being real. This is what your future looks like.

The next morning you wake up with a smile on your face. You wake Steve up with breakfast in bed and a kiss on the cheek.

“What do you have planned for today ?” Steve asks you sipping on his coffee

“Well I need to go to work but I’m not sure about my schedule for today so I have to call them. Oh that reminds me I need to buy a new phone cord ! Mine broke on accident that’s why I haven’t heard from Eddie in so long.” You babble “What about you ?”

“I start work at 2pm so I can go to the store with you if you want. What are you going to tell Eddie ?” he asks trying to sound casual

“I don’t know” you shrug “We haven’t talked about being bringing other people in our relationship, why would we ?” you laugh “So I don’t know how to bring that up.”

Steve stays silent with a confused look on his face.

“Maybe we can wait for him to finish the tour and we can talk to him together ! He’ll crack in a second when he’ll see your cute puppy dog eyes.” You giggle

“Wait, are you serious ?”

Your face falls at his question.

Steve scoffs “You think I want to be with you and Eddie ?” he questions

“Well it’s that or nothing. You know I love him.” You frown in confusion, you were sure he’d be okay with it.

“You told me you loved me !” he exclaims

“I do ! But I love him more, he’s the love of my life.”

“You cheated on the so called ‘love of your life’. Multiple times !” he states angrily

“He’ll understand” you shrug “He loves me and you said it yourself he’s probably fucking with a bunch of other people right now ! And I forgive him !”

“You’re a fool !” Steve says getting up to get dressed

“Where are you going ?” you ask with a pout

“Home.”

“You said you were going to the store with me”

“And now I’m going home.”

“You can’t leave me alone”

“You’re not alone, your mother is here. By the way where is she ? Are you sure she’s okay ?” he frowns in thought

You scoff “Now you’re asking questions about her ? Jesus.”

Steve just shakes his head and goes for your bedroom door but you step in front of him to stop him.

“Let me go.” He says sternly

“NO ! You’re not leaving. Why are you trying to leave ?” you shout

He’s surprised at your tone at first but anger takes over pretty quickly “Because I don’t want to be yours and your boyfriend’s toyboy, Jesus !” he screams back “Who the fuck do you take me for ? You think you can use me, fuck me like that and look me in the eyes and call another man the love of your life ?”

“You didn’t mind it before.” You point out dryly

“Move out of the way.”

“No you’re not leaving me ! You said you loved me, you can’t leave too !” you raise your voice again

“I do love you-”

“Then why are you leaving me ?” you cut him off sobbing hysterically

“You’re scaring me, calm down.” Steve moves to touch your shoulders but you push him off

“Stop lying ! If you loved me you wouldn’t do this to me, everyone keeps leaving me behind why are you doing this to me ?” you sob more

He whispers your name “I can’t be in a relationship involving another man. That’s not who I am” he tries to remain calm to not fuel your fire more than he already did

“Right” you scoff “Then why were you so eager to fuck me then ? You never even called me by my name before just ‘Eddie’s girl’. I noticed the way you looked at him when we used to come in together to rent a movie. You can keep lying to yourself about it but not to me. You like him.”

Steve is at loss for words and you see him clenching his fists.

“What are you going to hit me now too ? Will that make you feel more like a man ?”

“Stop it” he hisses

“Fucking me wasn’t enough to prove to yourself that you’re not a just big fucking faggot huh ?!”

Steve throws his breakfast tray across your room at your words.

You scoff “pussy” and leave your room Steve following close behind.

“Don’t say shit like that to me !” He grabs your arm to make you face him

“What are you going to do about it ?” you challenge him the thrill you felt a couple of days ago coming back. You can see the gears turning in his head, he wants to hit you, he really does but won’t do it. He sighs and makes a move to let you go but you slap him, his face turns and you see him clench his jaw before he slaps you back. He hits you with so much force that you almost fall to the ground. Your right ear is ringing but you hear him mutter “fuck this” and grab his car keys. Before you can think you grab the pan you used to make his bacon and hit him in the head from behind.

“You’re not leaving me !” you scream in rage

He falls on the ground unconscious.

“Fuck no no no no no no” you panic and check his pulse, you sigh in relief when you feel it.

But you can’t take him to the hospital he might press charges so you decide to wait for him to wake up and make things better before taking him to a doctor. You drag him back to your bedroom but he’s too heavy for you to be able to throw him on the bed so you let him lay on the floor.

You come back from a shower and Steve is still unconscious, you sigh and lay with him on the floor after getting dressed.

Hours later you feel him move against you, waking you up from a nap.

“Steve !” you exclaim

You hear him mutter your name softly and you smile at the sound.

“Yes Steve it’s me, are you okay ? How’s your head ?”

“Where am I ?” his words are slurred

“You’re in my room, remember we got into a fight earlier ? You slapped me but it’s okay I forgive you Steve, I’m sorry too.”

He says your name again and you smile caressing his cheek softly with your thumb. You feel a tear fall against your finger and frown.

“Why are you crying, what’s wrong ? Is it your head ? I’ll get you some ice !” you stand up but stop in your tracks when you hear him speak again

“I wish I never met you” he mutters

“What ?” you sit down next to him again

“I wish I never met you, you’re insane” he speaks up again louder

“You don’t mean that” you shake your head tearing up at his harsh words

“You’re insane fuck” he tries to get up but fails he looks up at you with a pleading look and you smile at his cute puppy dog eyes

“There’s my sweet boy” you whisper caressing his cheek again

“Don’t touch me” he spits out

“Steve it’s me you’re fine, I love you” you tell him

“You don’t love me, you’re fucking insane let me out of here” he tries to get up again but realizes that his legs and wrists are tied up “Fuck, HELP !!! HELP ME” he yells at the top of his lungs but you slap your hand against his mouth

“Shut up” you hiss. Steve still tries to yell, you roll your eyes at the pathetic muffled sounds and take out the knife you hid under your bed and press it against his neck “Knock it off.” You say with a harsh tone. He shuts up immediately looking terrified. “So you fuck me, tell me you love me and now you’re telling me you wish you never met me ? You’re sending me really mixed signals here Harrington.” You take your hand off his mouth but keep the knife pressed firmly against him.

“Please, let me go. I didn’t mean it ok ? I love you, I’ll be with Eddie too fuck I’ll have sex with him. I’ll do anything.” He pleads

“Yeah like you need my permission to do that” you roll your eyes

“I love you, please don’t kill me” he begs some more

You look into his eyes while he continues to tell you he loves you and begs you not to kill him.

“No you don’t.” you realize “You don’t love me. But thank you for making me feel like you do, I really needed that.” you smile sadly

Steve’s eyes widen before you slit his throat. You look him in the eyes as you watch the life leave his body through your blurry vision. You fall and cry ugly sobs against his body, you’re really gonna miss him.

You don’t leave his side until the next day, you cried some more when you saw a white veil forming in his beautiful brown eyes. At one point you decide you can’t take the sight of him like this anymore his body was becoming more rigid and turning a different color. You go through his pockets and fish out his wallet, no cash, fuck. But there’s a fancy looking credit card you decide to take with you just in case. As you’re about to put his wallet back in his pocket a small polaroid of him and Robin fall out of it. You feel guilty at the sight of Robin looking so happy next to her best friend, she’ll never get to see him ever again… So you rip the polaroid in pieces, you do not need to wallow in guilt and pity right now. You get up to leave your room but turn back around to look at him. “I won’t be long, I promise. See you later” you tell him softly.

As you leave your room you smell the putrid odor coming from your mother’s bedroom. You really have no idea what to do now nor where to go, until you remember Eddie’s trailer was empty and he gave a spare key months ago, you left them in the van’s glove box.

The familiar scent of Eddie and Wayne’s trailer fills your senses and a warm feeling spreads through your body, like going home after a long vacation. You take a quick shower to get rid of the smell of Steve’s skin on you and walk into Eddie’s bedroom, you put one of his beloved hellfire club shirt on and some boxers before slipping into his comfortable bed.

“I miss you Eddie” you say out loud starring at the skull ring on your finger.

You stay in his bed for endless hours trying to feel his presence but as much as you loved his room, without Eddie it really wasn’t bringing much comfort anymore. You sigh and look at the clock on his nightstand, 5am. You really need to find a way to get rid of the bodies at your place before the smell starts to get noticed by your neighbors. You wander around in his trailer brainstorming until you finally find the yellow pages, you flip through them trying to find a store where you can buy hunting and fishing gears since you can’t go in town to purchase any of that, people would get suspicious. You find a place a few towns over : The War Zone. You take off Eddie’s shirt and put your dress back on, it’s not ideal to go shopping to an army surplus store but maybe it’ll make you look more innocent and you don’t feel like going back to your trailer to get changed. When you put his neatly folded shirt back in his dresser you notice something shining under an old pair of pajama pants, you take it in your hand and frown at the sight of a hunting knife. You’ve never seen it before.

At the War Zone you get tarps, knives, an axe, ropes and a Winchester Model 1200 shotgun. At the register the cashier eyes you up and down with a perverted look on his face.

“Why do you need all that for, pretty girl ?” he asks

“My husband likes to hunt.” You reply with a forced smile

“And where’s your husband ?” he questions raising his eyebrows

You clench your fists at his question. “At work.” You reply sternly, losing your patience

He hums and rings you up. You let out a small sigh of relief and unclench your fists, you were starting to bleed again.

“That’ll be 186$ ma’am”

“Here” you hand him Steve’s credit card and sigh in relief again when the card doesn’t get declined.

“Have a nice day Mrs Harrington” the cashier smirks at you handing you your bags and the credit card back.

“T-thanks” you stutter.

You leave the store as calmly as possible and drive off slowly. You’re dreading going back to Hawkins, you’re truly alone now, broke and no shoulders to cry on. You dry your tears and take several stops on the way back to calm your sobbing.

You arrive at Forest Hills in the afternoon, you don’t even dare to look in the direction of your trailer. You pick up your bags and walk slowly to your front step dreading the feeling of entering such an empty, dead place. You don’t even notice that your front door is unlocked when you open it. You walk in and set your heavy bags down immediately, you jump at the noise of someone’s heavy breathing. You snap your head towards the noise and find him. Eddie, Eddie is here standing in your bedroom’s door frame staring at Steve’s lifeless body, you take a quick glance at your mother’s bedroom and notice it’s open as well. But you don’t care because Eddie is here !

“Eddie” you say almost not believing the sight in front of you. He turns around to look at you with an unrecognizable look on his face. “I’m so happy you’re home” you smile widely at him.

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Eddie fell in love with you the first time he saw you, back when he had buzzed hair and you had just joined the cheerleading squad. He could tell you didn’t really care for it but he was grateful he got to see you in a short skirt on a daily basis for the next few years. Until you quit. At first he thought it was because your “friends” found out about your new living situation but the more he observed you the more it looked like you were ghosting them and not the other way around. He felt your heavy stare on him in the lunch room every day and in every class you shared, he ran into you a lot more than usual and he asked himself if you weren’t stalking him. The idea didn’t freak him out as much as it should, that’s why he was so reserved to talk to you after you moved to Forest Hills. Because truth be told Eddie has been hiding a lot of secrets of his own for the past few years and he was trying really hard to burry those secrets deep deep down.

Eddie liked to think he was a good person but the obsession he’s had with you brought out the worst in him, it started with him figuring out your class schedule so he could see you in the halls as much as possible, then he followed you home that one time just to keep an eye on you and make sure you were safe since you got into a car full of boys. After finding out where you lived he would drive by your house at night to try to catch a glimpse of you from outside. One summer night he saw you walking out of your house really late, his first thought was that you were sneaking out to go to a party but you didn’t look like you were going to a party, you were wearing overalls with absolutely nothing underneath it, his cock jumped at the sight. You started walking in the direction of the woods with nothing but the clothes on your back and a plastic bag in your hand, he decided to follow you from a distance to make sure nothing bad happened to you.

Turns out you lived pretty close to shitty shore of Lover’s Lake, well it wasn’t that shitty just old and not maintained by the city, at least no one else but you came here apparently, it was the perfect place to escape. He had to stop himself from groaning when you took your overalls off to jump in the Lake, even from afar he heard you moan at the feeling of the water against your hot skin. Eddie couldn’t help it and took his cock out of the confines of his jeans and jerked off to the sight of you, you were floating on your back and he could almost see how hard your nipples were from the soft breeze of the lake. He blew his load pretty quickly and felt guilty for a short while, the feeling replaced by panic when he saw an alligator swimming your way, he started jogging towards you to warn you but you got out of the water before it could reach you. Eddie hid behind a tree instead of walking back to where he was, you were so close to him now he could hear you mutter something in your breath. He gasped when you pulled a dead cat from the plastic bag you were holding which made you turn around. Thankfully you didn’t see him hiding in the dark. You threw the dead cat in the water and watched the alligator eat it. What the fuck Eddie thought watching the scene unfold.

He stopped stalking you after this, not because you freaked him out but because you didn’t. Your behavior made more sense to him now, the way you acted towards your ‘friends’, the fact that you were the only girl who didn’t mind dissecting a frog in biology or your lack of remorse when you messed up a move in cheer practice causing one of your teammates to fall and break her leg. Eddie understood with perfect clarity who you were, and still loved you for it. That scared him. So he continued watching you but from a far distance. Sometimes he allowed himself to drive by your house when he had to run errands but he never stayed, not for long at least. He failed his first senior year on purpose so he could stay close to you. Turns out it was worth it because after all those years, you started to notice him and fell in love with him too ! Eddie has never felt so loved and accepted before, as much as Wayne loved him he knew he would never accept his dark side, that’s why he hid it so well from the world. But he knew your love for him was unconditional, he could feel it.

But when his miracle happened and fucking Slayer, one of the most metal bands ever asked for Corroded Coffin to be their opener he could tell you weren’t happy about it. Well you were happy about his dreams coming true, but not about him leaving. He saw the tears running down your face while you forced a smile when he hacked Hawkins High’s prep rally. And an awful thought crossed his mind, what if your mother died before he left ? Then you’d be able to come with him.

He wanted to feel bad for wishing for your mother’s death but he just didn’t. Selfishly Eddie hoped her cancer would kill her before the tour started, or maybe for you to snap and do it yourself ? Eddie knew you hated her, she ruined your life and he knew you had a dark side as well. But maybe you weren’t capable of murder, shit Eddie didn’t know if he was capable of it either. While you were at work he drove to the War Zone to purchase a gun but chickened out at the last minute and bought a hunting knife instead. On the way back he spotted a metal shop while he was getting gas in a small town, that’s where he saw the perfect ring for you and the idea of asking you to marry him was born.

He really tried to convince himself that killing your mother was a good idea, he’d do it for you, to free you. But he chickened out for the second time that day and hid his knife in one of his drawers. What a coward he thought to himself. Well he wasn’t 100% a coward since he still managed to propose to you that night. His heart almost burst out of his chest when you said yes. You guys made love all night.

“I love you so much sweetheart, you’re the love of my life” he whispered thrusting into you

“I love you too Eddie, fuck, I’d do anything for you” you said back tearing up at the intensity of the moment

“Anything ?” he questioned you while circling your clit slowly

“Fuck yes, I’d fucking kill for you Eddie” you moaned lost in the moment

Eddie almost blew his load at your words.

“You’re such a good girl, cum for me baby I know you want to. I want to feel you cum around me” he groaned and you obeyed instantly.

“Yes that’s it” he cooed helping you ride it out “You’re so good for me baby, I can’t wait to make you my wife” he said before emptying himself inside of you.

Leaving you was the hardest thing he ever did. And while his friends were fucking a bunch of people and going to parties after concerts, Eddie spent his nights talking to you or Wayne on the phone. He regretted not going through with killing your mother or kidnapping you and force you to leave her there, he knew you wouldn’t have minded so technically it wouldn’t really have been kidnapping. He dreaded the nights he was on the road and couldn’t talk to you, even more after you snapped at him on the phone the other day. He knew you didn’t mean it, you loved him but he was worried about your mental health. He got more worried when you stopped answering his phone calls, had something happened to you ? The worst scenarios were going through his mind, he was scared that after all those years of repressing your violent urges you’d snap and hurt yourself. He told Wayne he was worried about you but he reassured him telling him that if something bad happened to you everyone would have heard of it by now. But the more time he spent without talking to you the more it was eating him alive, maybe you’d found someone else ? Someone who wasn’t a coward like him.

When Wayne arrived in Los Angeles to visit him he was excited to see his uncle but couldn’t stop himself from asking about you the minute he saw him. Wayne gave Eddie the ring you got for him and delivered your message to him. Eddie teared up, heartbroken he didn’t get to see you.

“Look son, I think you were right about her.” Wayne told him wearing a worried expression

“Right about what ?” Eddie frowned

“I don’t think she’s doing well, I hear her arguing with her mother all the time and…” Wayne stopped not sure how to bring that up

“What is it ? Please tell me” Eddie begged

“When we talked earlier… her hands were bleeding so I asked her what happened and she made up a story about cutting herself on accident but… I think she did it to herself.”

“What do you mean ?”

“Clench your fists really hard for a sec and look at your palms” Wayne instructed him “Just do it son” he insisted when Eddie gave him a confused look in response.

Eddie clenched his fists for a few seconds and opened his palms.

“See those crescent moon shaped marks on your skin ?” Wayne asked

“Yeah that’s from my nails” Eddie stated still confused

“Well she had those but much deeper, to the point where she was bleeding. A lot.”

Eddie had to choke back a sob at this, he was right, you were hurting yourself. Fuck, all he wants is to wrap you in his arms right now and take you away from whatever was causing you all this pain.

“Also I think her mother did something to the phone that’s why you haven’t been able to reach her.” Wayne adds

“Did she tell you that ?” Eddie questioned

“She didn’t have to.”

His conversation with Wayne hunt him for days, he should’ve never left you. You need him and he needs you. After his concert he talked to his band and the crew to tell them he had to go home for a few days and they needed to find a new front man for a couple of dates. The news wasn’t received well but he didn’t care he needed to see you and take you away from this life, you deserved better.

Eddie jumped on the first plane he could find to Indianapolis and hotwired a car to drive to Hawkins even if he could’ve flied back to Hawkins with Wayne a couple of days later, but there was no way Eddie could stay behind and do nothing for much longer. He had this weird feeling that something horrible was going to happen to you. Maybe it already has. Either way he did his best to cover his tracks that’s why he opted for grand theft auto instead of renting a car.

He got out of the car the second he spotted your trailer, he banged on the door calling out your name, no answer. It was the middle of the afternoon there’s no way you were at work, you never worked in the afternoons just the lunch and evening shifts. But maybe that changed and he didn’t know it because he hadn’t spoken to you in so long, what else had changed while he was gone ? He peeked inside and your place looked empty, cold, a shiver ran down his spine. He remembered where you hid your spare key and unlocked the door, he couldn’t explain why but his feet carried him to your mother’s bedroom instead of your own. He was met with an awful smell, like rot and gas, he covered his nose and lifted the covers. He didn’t jump at the sight of your mother’s cold, decomposing dead body, he already knew what he was going to find under the covers when he entered the trailer. He walked to your room, scared he might find you in a pool of your own blood and a razor in your hand. This time he really wasn’t expecting to see Steve Harrington with a slit throat next to your bed. His first instinct was to be jealous, what the fuck was Steve Harrington doing in your bedroom ? After a few deep breaths he realized he didn’t have to feel threaten by a dead body and weirdly found comfort in this thought.

“Eddie” he heard your sweet voice say, he turned around and saw you, the real you that you’ve be hiding from everyone all those years. “I’m so happy you’re home” you said and the most painful deranged smile he’s ever seen stretched on your lips. Even the worse that the one you wore at the prep rally.

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“Sweetheart” Eddie runs to you and pulls you into a bone crushing hug “Are you okay baby ? Are you hurt ?” he asks looking into your eyes

“Eddie, are you real ?” you say more to yourself than him, like you couldn’t believe he was standing right in front of you.

“Yes sweetheart, I’m real, I’m with you. I love you” he reassures you wiping the fat tears running down your face

“Eddie, I’m so sorry” you fall into his arms and soak his shirt with your tears and snot

“No baby I’m sorry, I should’ve never left you. Are you ok ? Like physically, are you hurt ?” he asks again

“I’m ok” you mutter and he breathes a sigh of relief

“Did Harrington hurt you ?”

You shake your head against his chest “Not physically” you whisper against him

Eddie frowns at your answer “What do you mean baby ?”

“Eddie” you look up at him with the saddest eyes he’s ever seen on anyone “He… he told me he loved me and then he was going to leave me ! Again ! I couldn’t take it anymore so I…” you can’t finish your sentence and hide in his chest again

A wave of guilt washes over Eddie and he understands the situation better now, you never liked Steve, whatever happened between the two of you. You were just projecting your love for Eddie into him. Eddie hugs you tighter and cries at the revelation.

“I’m not leaving you, ever again. I’m so sorry sweetheart. You’ll never be alone again.” He promises to you

You just nod against him.

You stay in this embrace for a while. Eddie ends up asking you if you’re hungry and you realize you haven’t eaten in days. Eddie sighs, kisses your forehead and rummages through your cabinets to find something to make you. He’s not surprised when he finds almost nothing so he opts for the classic PB & J sandwich. You eat while Eddie figures out a plan to get rid of the bodies, he looks into your bags and raises an eyebrow at the gunshot.

“Why did you get this sweetheart ?” he asks you

You shrug “I think I got freaked out about living on my own. So I got it for protection.” you answer

Eddie’s expressions softens and he kisses the top of your head. You smile at his action. He grabs the axe, ropes and tarps, it seems like you had a plan of your own already.

You both drag the bodies and place them on the tarps, Eddie takes charge of cutting them up into smaller pieces while you clean the bedrooms with bleach.

“What do we do with the sheets and covers ?” you ask him from your bedroom door

“We’ll put them in the van with the tarps and find a place to throw them out with their clothes.” He casually answers

You smile to yourself and whisper a small “yes sir”. How did you get so lucky to find such a supportive fiancé ?

By the time night falls, the trailer is clean of any evidence of what happened in the past few days. But overall not too clean so it doesn’t look suspicious. You wait until the late hours of the night to put everything you needed to get rid of in the back of the van. You also packed a bag of strict necessities at Eddie’s request.

Eddie drives his van into the woods to a place that looks more and more familiar the longer you get there. He parks at the abandoned shore you used to go swimming at night.

“How do you know about this place ?” you ask him

“Well one night I saw the most beautiful girl in the world walk here, get naked and swim with the gators” Eddie replies smiling at you

You face flush at his compliment.

You help him carry the bodies near the shore and throw them out in the water. You frown when you see them float.

“Can you get the marshmallows I asked you to pack earlier please ?” Eddie asks you

You run back to the van and fish them out of your small bag quickly.

“Thanks” he tells you kissing your temple

He opens the bag and throw the candies in the water near the bodies. After a few minutes you jump when you see the bodies sink, taken down by alligators.

“Alligators love marshmallows” Eddie informs you

“Yeah, figured.” You smile at him

Eddie smiles back and puts a gentle hand on the small of your back “Let’s go” he instructs you

“Where are we going by the way ?”

“I’m driving back to California”

You stop in your tracks “You’re taking me to California ?” your face lights up

“I’m taking you everywhere baby, then yeah we can settle in California once the tour’s over.”

“But I don’t have any money”

Eddie shrugs “I have some, and you can try reapplying to UCLA for the next semester”

“How do we explain this to Wayne ?” you frown in concern

“We’ll figure it out” he grabs your hands and kisses your knuckles “Together”

“Oh Eddie” you crash your lips against his

You both melt into the kiss, it felt like forever since you’ve been intimate. Eddie guides you both to the back of his van and lays you down. He kisses down your neck and your chest, grabbing them roughly through your dress. “Fuck baby, I missed you so much.” You just moan in response, he keeps going down and lifts your dress up. He smirks when he sees the wet patch on your underwear, he rubs your clit on top of your panties making you a whimpering mess, his eyes grow darker when he sees the wet patch growing bigger. Finally he pulls your underwear to the side and gathers your wetness with his fingers before circling your clit slowly in a teasing manner. “You’re so wet baby”

“I’m always wet for you” you whisper

“Yeah ? What got you so worked up sweetheart ?” he penetrates you with his fingers making your brain go fuzzy

“You, fuck. Seeing you with that axe and the blood…” you let out a particular loud moan “It’s so wrong” you whine hiding behind your hands

“Shhh it’s okay baby let it go, don’t hide yourself from me” he reassures you “I’m the one person you don’t need to hide from. Now be a good girl and cum for me, I can feel you’re getting closer”

He’s right, since you let the images of Eddie covered in blood in nothing but his boxers and a tank top flood your mind, the pleasure in your lower belly grew hotter.

“Cum baby, make me proud” Eddie says circling your clit a bit faster

Your eyes roll to the back of your head, you tense and relax as waves of pleasure take over your body. You hadn’t cum this hard in months.

“You’re so good for me baby, I’m so proud of you” Eddie coos kissing your inner thighs “I need to feel you sweetheart, you think you can take my cock ?” he asks you hovering above your face

You nod “Yes please, I want you to”

He crashes his lips against yours and licks the inside of your mouth. “My good girl” he whispers in between kisses. He pulls away for a second to pull his jeans and underwear to his knees. You moan into each other’s mouth when he slowly penetrates your pussy. It feels so good to have him inside of you again, your eyes tear up at the feeling of being so full. He thrust into you slowly enjoying the feeling of your soaking pussy around him, you feel him shiver at the sensation. Eddie puts his forehead against yours muttering praises at you. He picks up his pace, his cock hitting every spot without efforts. You close your eyes but Eddie reprimands you “Open your eyes baby, let me see you” you obey and tears fall down your cheeks. “What is it baby ?”

“I missed you so much, I love you Eddie, I love you, I love you. I don’t want to be away from you ever again” you ramble closing your legs around him bringing him even closer to you

“Shhh, It’s ok baby” Eddie coos at you wiping your tears

“Eddie I love you so much, I thought I was going to die without you please don’t go. I love you, I’d do anything for you” you cry

Eddie kisses you deeply pouring all his love for you into the kiss. “Sweetheart, I’ve loved you for so long, before we were together and even before you even knew who I was.” He caresses your cheek softly “We’re gonna be together forever, I will never let anything get between us ever again.”

“Promise ?”

“I promise my love” he kisses you again “I love you”

He picks up his pace again and circles your clit, hoping the pleasure will help you get rid of any bad thoughts swimming around your pretty head. And it works, you turn into a whimpering, crying mess letting out small ‘I love you’s. Eddie feels you tense around him and groans “fuck you’re gonna cum again baby ?”

You nod your head frantically “yeah” you manage to let out

“Cum for me I want to feel you, fuck it’s been so long, cum baby, milk my cock.”

You snap and your whole body shakes as the most earth shattering orgasm of your life washes over you.

“That’s so good baby, you’re such a good girl” Eddie praises you “I’m gonna cum” he grunts

“Please, make me yours” you whisper

“Oh fuck” Eddie’s thrust come to a halt and you feel his warm cum filling you

His head falls against your chest and you both stay in this position trying to catch your breath. Eddie lifts his head up to press another kiss to your lips and slowly pulls out of you. He puts his clothes back on and readjusts your panties and dress.

“I don’t think I can walk” you inform him with a small voice

“You don’t have to” he picks you up bridal style and you giggle

He presses a kiss to your nose and walks you to the passenger side of the van, you open the door for him and he gently sits you down and buckles your seatbelt for you. You hear him close the back door of the van before walking to the driver’s side. He buckles up too and starts driving back to the main road.

“We’re gonna drive for a few hours and try to find a junkyard to throw away the rest of the stuff back there.

“’Kay” you mutter sleepily

He snaps his head towards you and smile fondly when he sees you struggling to keep your eyes open

“You can sleep baby, we’ll stop to a motel once we leave the state.”

You hum in response.

“Hey sweetheart” Eddie tries to get your attention before you fall asleep

“Yes ?” you turn towards him

“I can’t wait to marry you”

You smile “Then we’ll be together forever, right ?”

He grabs your hand and kisses the back of it before interlacing his fingers with yours. “Forever”.

You fall asleep with a smile on your face knowing you finally get to live the life you deserved.

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Siren song; Eddie Munson x reader Monster!AU

*Author’s note*

Okay so this was an idea that’s been popping into my mind. Not necessarily the fic idea overall but doing a MonsterAU! fic. Now while I do enjoy the vampire fics you need to think back to Eddie’s FIRST appearance in the series, the song is called “I was a Teenage werewolf” by The Cramps and c’mon Eddie FITS a werewolf to a T (the hair, the puppy-like energy but also occasional aggression) so in the end this fic was born throughout the weekend :)

So everyone is either a monster or mythological creature in this story and in this one dear readers you are a Siren.

Warnings: violence, swearing, flirty Eddie, some fluff, angst, suicide (mentioned by side character no one in main story).

Taglist:

@plethora-of-things

@waddles03

@psychosupernatural

@jd-johndeacon-or-jackdaniels

@queen-paladin

@gay-and-ready-to-cry

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Being a siren is difficult as it is, but being a teenage siren at a school filled with other mythological and monstrous creatures is another thing. I had transferred here after I was forced to move due to my mother’s passing so I live with my cousin Robin (who is mermaid. Don’t believe what the humans tell you, Sirens and merfolk are related. Distantly but we’re in the same family), and being the new creature in town is tough.

Especially when people give me a hard time about my selective mutism. Now some maybe asking what is that? Well basically I’ve always hated the fact that whatever I said, I’d always put people under my spell. It was like they were forced into being my friends or whatever when all I want is true friends who love me for who I am and not just my siren song. So I’ve chosen to never again speak to anyone except Robin (since sirens can’t affect other sirens or merfolk).

Soon most of the student body stopped pressuring me or just chose to ignore me. All but a select few of students, namely Eddie Munson and his pack of werewolves. Well werewolves (Frank, Gareth and Jeff), a dragon (Dustin), faun (Lucas), and a satyr (Mike). Eddie being the leader of his pack he was the first to welcome me into their humble school and offer a seat at their table if I ever needed one.

He was sweet, charming, adorable, handsome, caring. Okay so yeah I’ve fallen for a werewolf sue me! But the thing about Eddie is that he’s an observer. He understood right when Robin explained to him that I wasn’t much of a talker, he never questioned it.

And bless him he thought it was because I was deaf (since I speak through sign language) he even learned it for me. It wasn’t until I wrote down and explained to him that I wasn’t deaf, I just choose to not talk due to the siren’s spell. God was he adorable with that blush of his.

From then on he and I have been the best of friends but I would never, ever, ever, ever admit my feelings for him. He’d never look at me the same way ever again and the one true friend I’ve made here will be out of reach forever.

I was at my locker switching out my books for my next three classes as well as grabbing my lunch when someone came behind me and scared me with a playful ‘woof!’ I jumped against my locker but didn’t turn around cause I knew who it was.

I turned and playfully slapped his leather jacket arm and signed to him.

‘I hate it when you do that Eddie!’

“Well too bad cause I love it. Oh you’re so easy to scare it’s adorable.” He teased with a pat to my head. I shoved his hand away and slammed my locker shut.

‘So what brings you to my locker-abode this time? Forget to do your American-Gothic assignment again?’

“No this time I was fairly interested in what Edgar Allen Poe, the King of gothic poetry had to say. No what I wanted to ask was if you were busy tomorrow night?” I tilted my head in confusion.

‘Not really. Robin and I were planning a girl’s night in with Nancy and Vickie. Why?’

“Well I was just going to ask if you wouldn’t mind meeting me at Skull Rock?”

‘Skull Rock? Isn’t that your—’

“Shifting place? Yeah.” Oh my god. To werewolves, the most sacred thing to them is their shifting place. Close to every full moon, all the werewolves of the town will go to their spots and start marking it up with claw marks on trees, clothing tied to trees, or rubbing their scent glands up along rocks to show other werewolves to not enter within the perimeter of their shifting territory.

‘I—’

“It’s okay if you don’t. I totally understand I just…..You know what forget I even asked. It was a stupid idea and I shouldn’t have…..” I took his hands before he could run and told him.

‘I don’t mind. Besides Nance and I will end up third and fourth wheeling Robin and Vickie.’

“You’ll really come?” I nodded with a soft smile.

‘But can I ask why tomorrow? Isn’t tomorrow a full moon?’ he looked around cautiously which had me confused. Normally Eddie doesn’t care about anyone eavesdropping on our conversation but he seemed worried about something.

“There’s rumors going around about werewolves being attacked mid-change by some vampires. You remember when Enid didn’t show up to Greek Myth vs History class earlier this week?” my eyes widened. “I don’t know why they’re doing it but I—I usually tend to strike first and ask questions later when it’s…..my time of the month.” He grumbled as he kicked his foot across the cobble-stoned floor. “And I’ve already gotten two strikes against the Vampires, one more and they’ll have me be put down.”

‘So you want someone to keep an eye on you? In case anyone comes around?’ he ducked his head and hide his face behind his hair bashfully but also shamefully. I reached up and brushed his hair away before lifting his chin up. ‘I don’t mind Eddie. But—will I…..you know?’

“Be safe?” he answered. I didn’t mean to be judgmental. I know how werewolves get when they transform and it takes a while for their human side to connect with the wolf’s mind.

In some cases, they are too wild to be around which is why those that are, tend to go out to the woods near Lover’s lake (which is where Eddie turns).

“Don’t worry princess, I know the wolves who turn out there are pretty wild. But I’ve gotten better with controlling my other half. In fact I’m able to focus and see just shortly after the pain dies down. Before it took me an hour or two to focus after my change.” He took my hands into his, “But just in case, you can always stay on top of the rocks. They’re plenty high enough for you to avoid me if you don’t feel comfortable.”

‘I’ll be there Eddie.’

“Thank you angel.” I scrunched my face in disgust at the nickname which made him laugh. “Sorry angel.” I stuck my tongue at him before shoving him.

‘You know I hate that nickname.’

“I know, sorry angel.” I let out a groan and walk off but he quickly pulled me back towards him, our bodies close together and I could already hear my heart racing in my chest as I stared into those deep brown eyes of his. I also heard his heart starting to pick up as he kept me close to him. Wait was he—? “I’ll see you in class sweetheart.” He then gave me a quick peck on the cheek before leaving me there breathless.

Around the full moon, Eddie and all werewolves were more affectionate or aggressive (depending on who you ask). And sure he’s given me quick pecks on the cheek before but this time based on how fast his heart was racing and just feeling the sweat that comes from pheromones he—no he couldn’t be. Could he?

After school, Robin and I were hanging around with her best friend and former Vampire king, Steve Harrington at the apothecary where he and Robin worked.

“He seriously said Vampires are the ones attacking werewolves?” Steve asked me as he was typing up some medical records for their boss.

‘That’s what he said.’ I signed to him.

“He’s not lying. And Enid wasn’t the only werewolf to be attacked. Last month both Jacob and Paul were also attacked. Hell Paul was nearly torn to shreds. Had to get a blood transfusion and everything.” Robin said.

“I mean I know the bad blood between werewolves and vampires has lasted for centuries hell maybe even more than that. But even I know better than to attack a mid-shifting one.”

‘Well Steve you may have that respect but there are some vampires who don’t. Like that douchebag Jason and his lot of vampires. They’re always giving Eddie and his friends a hard time.’

“I wouldn’t be surprised if it was them.” Said Robin. Oh god I hope not, that’s the last thing Eddie needs. “But you should tell Steve what Eddie told you next.” She teased as she poked my side with her well-manicured mermaid nails.

“What?” Steve asked fully turning his attention to me. I glared ar Robin who merely shrugged before I said.

‘He invited me to help keep an eye on him as he turns.’ Steve’s eyes widened and he opened and closed his mouth a few times before saying.

“You’re telling me; that Eddie Munson, a werewolf, invited you to his shifting spot?” I nodded.

“I told her that he loves her. No one is allowed to be near a werewolf’s shifting spot, especially during the full moon.” Robin teased as she leaned in close against my back.

‘And I told her that I’m just helping out a friend.’ I signed shoving against her to get her off of me but she came right back.

“A friend whom she loves so deeply for.” She poked my cheek to which I gave her a bite and she took back her finger and rubbed it.

“You have been fawning over Munson since you came to live here.” Steve said.

‘Who’s side are you on!?’ I asked him with a glare.

“No one’s side but I do hate watching you pin for your wolf boy. Why not just go up and tell him how you feel?”

‘You both know why.’ I sighed solemnly. Robin came back and hugged me from behind.

“Listen cuz, did it ever occur to you that maybe Eddie loves you not just for your Siren looks? I mean really, you haven’t said a word to him since you flew into town.” I glared at the flying remark she made. “And still that boy has been gaga over you. I mean c’mon! He invited you to his shifting place for Poseidon’s sake!”

“And to them that shit if like sacred ground or whatever.” Steve finished for her.

‘And what if I do finally start talking to him? Or even say that I love him? How will I know what he feels is real and not just cause of my siren spell? Can you both guarantee that much?’ at that they didn’t know how to respond. ‘Didn’t think so.’ With that I chose to return home and get my homework done then just go straight to bed.

The next day went by like every other school day, classes went by as normal and when the final bell rang everyone was either at their lockers getting their stuff together or racing immediately out of the campus grounds.

I walked out of the school and headed towards the parking lot where I found Eddie packing up his van and making sure he had everything for the night. I heard his sniff the air and he turned to me and smiled.

“There you are. I was about to come get you.” I shrugged. “Now you sure you don’t mind hanging out with me until night fall? I can always pick you up at your place.”

‘No, like I said I don’t mind. Plus Robin and Vickie just left together and you know how those girls get when they get the house to themselves. I’d rather put myself under my own spell than hear them go at it with each other.’

“But you can’t deny they are pretty cute together.”

‘No question. I’m glad my cousin was able to find someone special.’ If only the same thing could be said about me. Eddie tilted his head and asked me.

“You okay? You look like you’re gonna cry.” I reached up and touched the corner of my eye and felt a single tear. I wiped it away and took a deep breath before signing to him.

‘I’m fine Eddie. So do we just head over there now or is there some kind of routine you do before you go there?’

“I was thinking we’d head over to the Green dragon for some food. Heard the halflings have got a new special on their menu.” Oh I did love going to the Green dragon. Ever since moving here, I found that if I wanted to go for some good quality food and the best ale in town, it’s the Halfling’s pub the Green Dragon. I swear those creatures make the best dishes known to any creature, hell their meat pies alone could slay dragons and best harpies.

I nodded frantically which made Eddie laugh and he offered me the first step into his van before he drove us over to the Green dragon.

As we sat down at our table, I was working on my Myth vs. History assignment while eating my potato stew with a side of fresh warm biscuits. I looked over to Eddie and saw how he was still working on his homework but he had yet to order anything except water and ale. I reached over and tapped his arm and asked him.

‘Are you not hungry?’

“One downside to being a werewolf is that I can’t eat anything before my transformation. Not even a nibble of food. Due to the change in our organs don’t want to end up hurling my guts out again. Learned that the hard way before I was taught by my uncle.”

‘It’s that painful?’

“More or less. Basically our human organs have to shut down in order for them to grow into our wolf ones. Bones snapping in and out of place and our bodies morphing and changing. Very rarely do the movies the humans make get it right. It gets pretty graphic so, if me telling you this has changed your mind you can easily turn back now. I won’t get upset.” I took out a sheet of paper and quickly wrote a message to him and pushed it towards him.

I won’t leave you. I had wrote. I then held out my hands, palms up and he smiled softly at me as he placed his hands into mine. Our hands grasping each other’s as I rubbed the back of his hands with my thumbs comfortingly.

“You’re the best (Y/n).” I smiled again and squeezed his hands more as I looked into his eyes. God why is it that he can make brown eyes look so beautiful and at the same time adorable? Is it because of him being a werewolf? Or is it just his natural cuteness?

We continued our homework while I finished my supper and it was just two hours before sunset so Eddie decided it would be a good time to drive up towards Lover’s lake and head over to Skull Rock. When we got there and I followed behind Eddie, I took notice of his nails grew into his 4in claws as he began marking various trees.

“Usually I have to do this only once a month but with the werewolves trying to push into other’s territories with these attacks, now we have to enforce it. And I’d rather you not have to deal with two shifting werewolves.” I nodded in understandment.

About 15 minutes later after walking deeper into the woods, we pulled some bushes aside and there it stood, Skull rock. Like the name says, it’s a giant rock in the shape of a skull leaning against another rock that formed a small cave-like structure inside to hide under.

“And there she is sweetheart, Skull Rock. My home away from home every full moon.” We walked towards it and I took notice of the giant claw marks that had faded in the past and some fairly recent markings. Eddie tossed his duffle bag into the little cave underneath the rocks and I asked him.

‘Can werewolves keep their clothes on when they turn? Or do they have to go shirtless before they turn?’

“That fucking bitch Meyers really oversexualized us to no ends in her damned books.” He muttered shaking his head.

‘I’m sorry if I offended you.’

“Oh no, no, no, no you didn’t say anything wrong (Y/n). It’s just they glorified it as some sort of sexy thing and they made it look so quick and easy. And the end result was just dire wolves. No, no, we don’t look like that. I’d say the closest thing to an actual werewolf in Hollywood is ‘An American Werewolf in London’. Though some don’t get as bulky, we all have different shapes depending on our own bodies. Take Enid for example, you know how she has those highlights in her hair?” I nodded. “They appear in her wolf form.”

‘Do you have any distinct features?’

“Well you can thank these luscious curls,” he said dragging his hands through his hair. “It make my wolf form have a mane-like appearance around my neck. Enid says I must be part manticore or something to have a lion’s mane like that. Imagine me being a full manticore, pretty metal if you ask me.”

‘As metal as that sounds, I think I like you better as a werewolf than anything else.’ Eddie just stood there and looked at me. Oh shit please don’t tell me I might’ve revealed my feelings for him by saying that.

Suddenly he stabbed himself in the heart with his fist, throwing himself down to the ground and lay there still and limp. I quickly raced up to him and shook him awake but he didn’t move. I tapped his arm and shook his back but nothing seemed to stir him awake.

Then with a sudden roar he grabbed me and pulled me into his lap and began to tickle my sides. I began laughing as I tried to free myself from his grip but he held firm.

“You can’t say adorable things like that without repercussions sweetheart.” As my laughter rang through the forest, I was almost tempted to finally speak out just to tell him to stop but that lingering feeling of him falling under the siren spell was strong. So I merely batted at his hands and just whimpered as loudly as I could to get him to stop until he finally relented. “Has anyone ever told you that you have an amazing laugh?”

I looked up at him as I tried to catch my breath. He stroked my hair out of my face as he continued.

“And I’m not just saying it. I always thought it was quite beautiful. And I wondered if your voice was anything like that.” My heart sunk. I got off his lap, no he can’t be telling me these things just to get me to talk. “Hey, hey wait hold on. You didn’t let me finish.” I turned to look at him and signed to him.

‘I’ve told you why I can’t talk to anyone Eddie!’

“I know. And I’m not trying to force you to. I swear on my uncle.” When a werewolf swears on a member of their pack, you know it’s a serious vow they’re making. “I won’t deny I’ve always wondered what your voice sounds like. Not because you’re a siren but because you’re you. But that doesn’t mean I’m gonna force you to talk, I’d never do that to you. You can talk to me when or if you ever feel comfortable with that.”

My heart grew heavy at his confession. I’ll be honest there have been times, especially recently where I have wanted to talk to Eddie. To finally tell him hello and how much he means to me. But because of what’s happened in the past, especially with relationships, I fear he’ll be just like all the others.

Once the siren song takes full hold of him, he’ll grow too attached to the point where he’ll end his life if he never has me in his life again (yes I had one boyfriend in the past where he actually killed himself just because my mother didn’t approve of him).

I felt him lift my chin with his index finger and thumb so that I could look into his eyes.

“All I’ve ever wanted was for you to be comfortable around me. And if you not talking to me is what’s comfortable to you, I’ll respect that decision. But I’d also like you to know that you don’t have to be afraid if you ever do wish to talk to me.” My mind debated long and heavy on all that he just said. I kept a firm gaze upon him as I softly licked my lips and slowly opened my mouth.

Suddenly Eddie’s head turned away and sniffed the air. His eyes narrowed as he was on alert now.

“Someone’s here.” He sniffed the air again. “And it’s not werewolf.” I tensed and looked around. “Get up on top of the skull, now!” I quickly raced up and crawled to the top of the skull-like rock while Eddie stood guard from the ground, his wolf growls softly coming out of his throat.

The forest was eerily silent except for a couple snaps of some twigs and the rustle of some of the bushes.

“Just the wolf freak we wanted to see.” Oh god no! Robin was right. Soon coming out of the bushes was Jason Carver, the current Vampire king of the school.

“Back off Jason, you really don’t want to be here.” Eddie warned.

“Seems you don’t get it, do you freak?” suddenly surrounding the area were his vampire lackies; Andy, Chance, Patrick and Eric. “You furball-freaks have been taking up our forests for too long, and we’re finally taking them back!”

“Since when do these woods belong to you?” snapped Eddie.

“For as long as Vampires have settled here. It wasn’t until your tribe of mutts came in and took it from us!” snapped Chance as he cracked his knuckles.

“I don’t want to fight.” Eddie warned them again.

“Too bad loser, cause you’re gonna get one. Less you wanna wolf out early and take us all at once.” Challenged Andy, Jason’s right hand man. It was then Patrick took notice of me and he said.

“And it seems we’ll have to entertain our special guest.” It was then the boys took notice of me.

“Well, well, well, the Siren without a song. Well at least for long, once we’re through with this freak, let’s say we make her sing for us boys?” grinned Andy.

“You lay a hand on her and you’ll regret it!” Eddie growled fearsomely. Suddenly he cried out in pain as we all heard his bones beginning to snap.

“Well look at that boys? Seems the mutt’s got a little crush on the siren. Hate to break it to you mutt, but you’re way out of her league.” Jason and his boys soon began to close in around Eddie.

As night soon began to settle in and the full moon began to rise, Eddie let out another cry of pain as he wrapped his arms around his stomach. I watched as Jason threw the first punch knocking Eddie to the ground before he delivered a hard kick to his chest.

“C’mon wolf-boy. Wolf out!” mocked Jason. Andy then took his turn as he kicked Eddie in the back.

“Wolf out! Wolf out! Wolf out!” the vampires soon began chanting as Eddie’s hands began to twitch and grow hairier with his transformation. I then saw as Chance actually stepped on Eddie’s hand mid transformation and he let out a cry of agony.

I growled and soon stood up on top of the rocks as I let out a scream which caused the vampires to look up at me.

“Oh don’t you worry beautiful, once we’re done here, you’ll be next. We’ll get you to sing nice and good for us better than this mutt ever could.” Jason said with a sickening grin. As I heard them laugh and high-five their leader’s disgusting suggestion, I opened my mouth and began vocalizing.

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The sound of my voice immediately stopped their celebration as they looked at me. I revealed my black wings and flew down to the ground as my eyes glowed bright red as I put them under my spell. I moved my hands down my body seductively as I walked up to Patrick and stroked down his face.

His eyes soon shining red as he was fully under my control as I then moved to Andy as I sang in a higher key. I got almost close enough to kiss him but I shoved his limp body aside as he had that dopey grin on his face that most men get when they hear the song of the Siren. I then went over to Chance and got down on my knees in front of him.

You would think I’d be giving him a blow job when in truth I went to grab his ankle and literally snapped it in two with my brute strength. He let out an agonizing scream and fell to the ground cradling his broken ankle like a baby as I ended the song with a powerful vocalization before I gave the command.

“Tear yourselves apart Vampires.” In a flash Jason’s friends turned to one another and did as I had commanded. Snarls, hisses, and blood splattered everywhere as they began to tear each other apart. I turned to Eddie who sat there with a dazed look in his eyes while his body continued to transform.

I sighed solemnly, he had been put under the spell as well. I knew that frozen look anywhere.

“Come back Ed…..” I told him but I was suddenly ripped away from him and pinned against the rock. A furious Jason stared me down baring his fangs as he held me by the throat. But how? He should’ve joined his friends in trying to kill each other.

“Seems like another trouble-maker is stirring our nick of the woods. I’ve heard plenty of mermaid songs but you sirens are another beast.”

“How—are you able……”

“To resist your song? Simple answer, earplugs. I knew that freak would ask you to come out and be his bodyguard. The bastard’s been marking you ever since you flew into town.”

“He’s more of a noble creature than you’ll ever be!” I choked out. He slammed me against the rock so hard that I felt it crush underneath me. Tiny specks of rubble fell around my head.

“How’s about I rip those vocal cords of yours? Then you’ll really have no voice when I drain every last ounce of blood you’ve got.” I felt his nail grow as they began to pierce my throat and he slid his thumb across it giving it a little knick as I felt blood trail down my collarbone.

Just before Jason could even take a bite, a large figure tackled him off of me and I let out a gasp of air before coughing harshly. I turned to see a werewolf rolling with Jason as the two fought for dominance over the other until Jason was thrown against a tree, snapping it in half as he fell to the ground with the werewolf standing over him. It turned to me baring it’s large fangs at me but I remembered what Eddie said.

The lion-like man around his neck as the moon shone on his dark brown fur (the same color as his hair). He huffed as he looked at me and I said his name.

“Eddie.” He let out a grateful huff and he almost seemed to smile at me. That’s when I noticed Jason starting to get back up. “Eddie watch out!” with a single sniff, he snarled and turned back towards Jason.

“You mangey, flea-ridden bastard. You’ll pay for that!” Eddie let out an aggressive roar as he slammed his front arms down challenging Jason the way I’ve read that werewolves challenge each other. Jason let out an aggressive his as his fangs grew larger and the two of them charged head on at each other.

Animalistic snarls and growls sounded through the forest as each monster threw the other across the forest. Both were equal in strength, speed and power but soon Jason got the upper hand when he knocked Eddie against Skull Rock and repeatedly began to punch and slam Eddie against the rock.

I went over to Eddie’s bag and quickly dug through it and saw that he had a syringe with dead-man’s blood and a machete. I grabbed the machete and raced towards Jason and sliced him across the back making him scream in pain. He ceased his attack on Eddie and turned his attention towards me.

I raced back towards Eddie’s bag to grab the syringe but I was pinned down and I felt his breath hit my face. His raw strength pushing down against my back but before I could let out another siren song, I heard my shoulder snap as I screamed in pure agony.

Jason was soon tossed off my shoulder and I watched in both horror and awe as Eddie began to tear at Jason’s back and face. But Jason used his feet to kick Eddie off of him and into a tree which fell on top of him. Eddie let out a yelp as he tried to get himself free.

“You both….will regret this night!” but before Jason could do anything, he suddenly froze until he fell to the ground.

“The only one who will regret this night is you.” I sat up and through the light of the full moon stood Steve who held a tranq-dart and at his side was Robin as well as Chief Hopper (the only human in this town that kept the peace between us and the humans of Hawkins).

“You okay?” Robin asked me as she came running up to me. My attention soon turned to Eddie who was whimpering as I heard his bones cracking again, he was transforming back into his human form. I raced towards the tree and desperately tried to lift it off of him to make his transformation easier, but I couldn’t do it on my own.

Steve soon came over and grabbed the other end of the tree and together we lifted it up and off of Eddie as he huffed and whimpered in pain. He had just finally been able to fully transform and now to suddenly shift back into his human form due to the pain he was in, it must’ve been pure agony for him to go through this much in one night.

I reached out and touched his morphing paw as I felt the fur on him recede back to human skin and his growls faded into human groans before he collapsed to the ground. I pulled him into my lap, his head resting on my thighs before he soon passed out.

“Someone mind telling me what happened here?” asked Hooper.

“Jason and his friends.” I spoke out loud. Robin’s eyes widened. Not because of my answer but because I answered at all.

“(Y/n) you—you’re talking.”

“I need to say this Robin.” I turned to Chief Hooper and explained to him everything that happened. I knew Eddie had strikes against the vampires in the past and has been arrested before due to his ‘wolfing out’ in the past but I pleaded with Hooper to not blame Eddie for tonight.

“You’re new to this town siren. There’s a fine line I can’t cross between you creatures and the people of Hawkins. I gotta give some kind of report and arrest someone.” I held onto Eddie and said.

“Then you’ll have to arrest me too if you take him into custody. I’m just as guilty of murder even more than Eddie. He acted in self-defense.” Hooper looked at us before saying.

“Don’t think I can arrest a young woman who was merely defending herself and her boyfriend against some thugs. I saw Carver break your shoulder myself, so the only guilty party I see is the vampire having a paralysis nap thanks to Harrington here.” Hooper then walked over to Carver and picked him up, forcing him on his feet. “Hope you vampires know some good lawyers, cause you’re gonna need one.” He then dragged Jason away.

“What about Eddie’s injuries? Jason tossed him around like a ragdoll and his friends had a hand in hurting him mid-change.” I said.

“I just called the paramedics, they’re on their way.” Steve said and soon enough in came flying in on Pegasus’ were the Valkyries. They landed their horses and came over and asked what had happened.

Robin explained to them as one of them took Eddie out of my lap. I tried to reach out for him but my shoulder ached as I moved it and another Valkyrie came up to me and helped me onto my feet.

“C’mon, we’re taking you to the white witches. They’ll heal you too up in no time.” I was soon led to another Pegasus and soon both Eddie and I were taken out of the woods and towards Witch grotto where we would be tended to for our injuries.

After getting my shoulder set back into place and drinking a potion for the pain, I sat by Eddie’s bedside as he was covered in Athelas plants for his injuries and had a wet cloth laying across his forehead for the small fever he had due to his infected injuries.

I reached out and took his hand and stroked the back of it and I remained vigil at his bedside until he began to stir when the sun began to rise. He let out a tired groan as he opened his eyes to me.

“(Y/n).” I exhaled in relief as I brought his hand up and kissed the back of it. “Where are we?”

“White witch grotto.” We turned and Nancy came walking in. “The Valkyries brought you here and I was called in late to come and heal yours and (Y/n)’s injuries. Since I am specially qualified to heal werewolf injuries, you’re welcome.”

“Thanks Wheeler, I owe yah.” Eddie groaned.

“Just take it easy for the weekend and hopefully you’ll be back on your feet by Monday. Look after him (Y/n) you know how stubborn he can get when it comes to needing bedrest.” Boy don’t I. I nodded to Nancy and thanked her in sign language then she left us alone.

“Hate to ask but what happened to Jason?”

‘Hooper took care of it. You can also thank Steve for the dead man’s blood tranq that brought him down.’

“Good old Steve Harrington. He is so gonna have this looming over my head for ages.” He teased, which made me shake my head at him softly giggling. His laughter died down once he took notice of the small band aid that was on my neck from the knick Jason’s nail had done to my throat. “The son of a bitch.” He growled lowly as he stroked over the band-aid.

‘He’s gone now. Let’s not worry about it anymore.’

“I can’t help it. He hurt you, hell he could’ve killed you. All because I hadn’t fully turned.”

‘Because of him and his idiotic friends.’

“Sometimes I wish the change was quick and painless. I should’ve done more, I could’ve done more.” I took a deep breath in and finally answered him out loud.

“You did enough.”

“Only because I—” he trailed and looked up at me in shock. “Holy shit, did you just—you spoke to me?! So I wasn’t going crazy, that was your voice I heard as the wolf.” I nodded. He reached out and cupped the side of my face and whispered lovingly, “it’s beautiful. Just like the girl it’s attached to.”

“The spell can wear off after the first song within 12 hours. If I don’t talk after this, it could be by this afternoon even.”

“What if I don’t want you to stop talking?”

“Eddie I can’t. This is all part of the siren song. I don’t even have to be singing to put you under my spell. What you’re saying is all because of—”

“My feelings for you.” I shook my head in disbelief and scoffed lowly. “Look me in the eyes (Y/n).” I refused to look at him until he cupped the other side of my face. “I saw how their eyes glowed with your song. I may not care for my grades but I’m not stupid. I know when a siren speaks or sings, their victims eyes glow under their spell, are mine glowing at all?” I searched his eyes for any trace of siren magic in them but all I could see was his bright, puppy dog brown eyes.

“No, but……”

“No buts. Look, I know this is probably the worst time to say it but I also wanted to share it with you yesterday. In fact I’ve been trying to work up the courage to tell you this. I love you (Y/n). And not in the friendly platonic way anymore I mean like the soulmate way. When a werewolf howls at the moon searching for their partner kind of way. And there was no siren song or even your natural siren beauty to hypnotize me. I fell in love with your heart, your humor, and your spirit. Never before did I think I would find my other half but it wasn’t until she flew into town like an angel in punker clothes.”

“You know how I hate that nickname.” I softly reprimanded him which made him chuckle and lean his forehead against mine. His nose chasing after mine to rub up against it. The faint glimpse of his canine teeth poking out through his smile.

“At this point, I don’t care. Because it’s true. You are my angel (Y/n), and you didn’t need your siren song to bewitch me.”

“I’m scared though Eddie, I—” I trailed off. I felt his nose gently nudge against my cheek as he nuzzled against me like a puppy trying to comfort their master. “I’m worried you’ll…..that you’ll fall for me too deeply, that you could end up killing yourself over me. And I don’t mean by picking up fights with vampires.”

“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.”

“I feel like at this point I have to, cause you need to know the risk of dating a siren.” He separated from me and leaned against his pillow so that I could tell my story.

“Back home, I dated this one guy. He was a wood Elf, strong, brave, loyal, caring. Much like you in a way. But my mother disapproved of him and threatened to end his life alongside my aunts. I tried to break things off with him but he refused to go away. Not because he had grown arrogant in the manner of the ‘if I can’t have you no one will’. But I took notice of his eyes. His eyes that once held life in the early stages of our relationship had grown soulless, with only the red spell of the siren song affecting his mind. When I stopped all contact with him, I find out through our newspaper feed that he died throwing himself off a cliff.”

“Jesus, elves really are sensitive to their feelings.” Eddie said nonchalantly.

“Eddie!” he raised his hands in surrender.

“Sorry, sorry. But in all seriousness (Y/n). I’m not like that guy, I’m not like any other creature you might’ve dated before. Because I didn’t even hear your voice at all until now. And I was still able to fall in love with you. Not right away but with time my affections for you grew. Sure you were beautiful and caught my eye but did I throw myself at your feet in worship or whatever people do around you sirens?”

“No you introduced yourself and offered me a table to sit at because I looked like a lost sheep since Robin and I didn’t have the same lunch schedule.”

“Exactly.” He took my hands in his as his forehead once again touched mine. “But if you don’t feel the same way, or even wish to have a relationship with me. I’ll never bring it up again, and still be your friend.”

“Y-you’d seriously do that?”

“One thing about werewolves is loyalty to the pack. You’re a member of my pack. Whether friend or mate, I’ll accept whatever you choose.” I looked at him with a loving gaze before finally leaning in and kissed his lips.

Slightly chapped and stained with dried up iron, for some reason the kiss felt perfect. I wrapped my arms around his neck while he brought his to my waist slowly pulling me close until the need for air became a necessity. Our breaths gently danced across each other’s and as he opened his eyes, there wasn’t a trace of red magic affecting his mind (which happens when a siren kisses their victims).

“I’ve only ever dreamed of that happening.” He whispered.

“Did I live up to your expectations?”

“Oh sweetheart, you exceeded them.” He chuckled lowly as he had his hand move behind my head and brought me in for another kiss, this time deeper and more passionate. I felt myself lying on the bed and he was hovering over me and as we separated he said.

“And thus Beauty tamed the Beast.” I threw my head back laughing as I wrapped my arms around him stroking his wild hair as I praised.

“My wolfie.” He groaned at the nickname burying his face into my neck. “You call me angel, I get to call you Wolfie.”

“Fair enough. But don’t call me that in front of the guys. They’ll never let me live it down, especially Henderson. That little firedrake’s ego is already a problem as it is.”

“Deal. I love you Eddie.”

“Love you too (Y/n).” he leaned down and captured my lips in one final passionate and loving kiss.

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