#frreakfangs

[fangedmagick]

@frreakfangs

He had been unsure of the time he returned. Could it have been days or months? 

He just knew he found his way home. While he would have missed Hawkins and his friend, he had to return home. He left a note outside his cottage door for the vampire to find. Just a simple if not sad goodbye.

I found my way home. I am sorry that I am leaving without saying goodbye.. shit move I guess as you would say it. My father and my friends are about to battle the darkest wizard of all time, and, if we succeed.. you will hear nothing of us in your history. Which is good, its a sign we won. 

Until then, this cottage is yours. Stay or go. You made Hawkins less boring, keep being you. This is getting mushy. I don’t expect you to forgive me for leaving. 

PS. Don’t eat my bird.

-Aurelius

Aurelius looked at the writing, wanting to write more. Confess that he may not ever return. Because he doubted he would survive much longer, be it fighting or withering away from the Obscurus. He would have hated Eddie seeing him like that.. dying without any hope of recovery. Selfish, maybe. But he’d been damned if he let his friend see him like that.

And by the time Eddie would find the letter, Aurelius was gone, scent lingering but disappearing. His bird remaining, holding the letter that would only be given to Eddie.

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Unfortunately for the youngest Dumbledore, he didn’t get a happy ending. He lived happy for a time. But turning on a dark and powerful wizard brought forth consequences.

Months would go by in Hawkins, while years went by in his world. Until he found himself using magic and reappearing in Hawkins. He was unsure if it was before or after meeting his friend. After the earthquake.

He was just pleased it was night, but the magic drained him, made him hungry. Thankfully the couple were able to provide him what he needed. 

Nails sharpened grabbed them and he bit into their throats, drinking them and dropping their bodies without a care. Their life hit the spot as the last bit of blood drained out of them and onto the forest floor. He would look the same besides sharper nails, a paler skin that began to gain color due to his feeding. Heart remained still.

He rips open the tent and glared at the last survivor inside, screaming for help, begging to spare her. That she wouldn’t tell a soul, etc. It all fell on deaf ears. He was full, but could use one more snack. 

[dusterson]

continued from here with @frreakfangs

Dustin’s a limp ragdoll. Even as he whimpers in hoarse protest to being moved, the fight has bled out of him. At first, gathered in Eddie’s embrace, he didn’t release his grip on the hedge clippers. His anchor. But like the rest of his instinct to fight (or even get away), it slips from his grasp. Whatever part of his brain has the energy to recall the waking world exists, it’s not afraid. He’s safe. Dustin is irradiated with the smell of blood and that certain je ne sais quoi fragrance of fear, the chemicals still in his system; it’s okay now though, he’s safe. It’s okay.

His consciousness bubbles to the surface just enough for him to peer up at the dark shadow looming close to his face. He strains to push through exhaustion, pain, and dreams clawing from the back of his head towards the front. But his voice is a gurgled croak that very well could just be the creak of trees in the night gusts. If the vampire’s ears caught on to the trickery though, it’s easy to pick up the one, or possibly two words, that Dustin is able to stammer.

Ed?

Dad?

He wouldn't remember he said anything by the time they reach Eddie's hideout.

It'd take a long time for that time to arrive. As his wounds are inspected, Dustin tries to fall back into that soothing, cold blackness. He's terrified, every time the something in the pit of his mind reaches out. But it always feels so welcoming. And now his lungs ached to go home.

The two gouges dragged into his back keep him on the precipice of waking, and hold him there with their pain, the drums in the deep. Too tired to open both eyes, Dustin watches as Eddie turns and slips away out of sight. Bores a hole into the space where he'd been. God he's so tired. But maybe this is the dream, and when he wakes up he'll still be alone, and no one else was left. So he keeps that eye open. For as long as he can.

[mxrvelouscreations]

22 M/M Eddie n steeeeeeve perhaps 😳👉🏻👈🏻

Steve loved how Eddie sounded. He loved bringing him to moan, loved seeing the pleasure written across his face. They had been in the cabin when the mood had struck, thankful that no one else was around. Stripping off their clothes, Steve laid Eddie down on his back and moved to lay beside him, kissing him gently. His hand moved down between the other’s legs, fingers teasing over his hole. “I’ll go slow alright?” he whispered, a finger already moving to slip inside.

[liveshauntedmoved]

          “You doubting my spell work there Munson?”

sc ( canon ) | @frreakfangs​

[glodnyupir]

@frreakfangs​

“Alright Axl Rose why don’t you roll for...... I don’t know perception, and tell me why you smell like you went down on a dirty fuckin leech?” Was it perception? Peter tried to make him play that table game once before but didn’t last. 

[hellxfireclub-archived]

❛  it’s better with you here... ❜ ✗ dustin & eddie 「 meme 」

@frreakfangs​ 

                              EDDIE'S   WORDS   LEFT   A   SICK   FEELING   in   the   pit   of   Dustin's   stomach.   It   felt   a   little   too   sentimental,   like   the   older   guy   knew   something   wasn't   going   to   go   to   plan.   Then   again,   maybe   he   was   just   being   paranoid   because   they   were   about   to   walk   willingly   into   hell.   So   he   attempted   to   force   a   bright   smile   though   it   didn't   quite   reach   his   eyes.   ❝   You   getting   soft   on   me?   ❞   he   teased   gently.   

A   soft   sigh   leaves   him   and   he   tilts   his   head   back   to   look   up   at   the   sky.   He   can't   pretend   he's   not   scared   out   of   his   mind   bu...he   really   does   hope   they   all   make   it   out   of   this   okay.   ❝   It's   better   with   you   here,   too.   ❞

[itsbitmxdinhere]

So, you're so starting to get used to frreakfangs being around, aren't you?

This was starting to get ridiculous now " I guess I am... " then he rolls his eyes and calls for the boy " Eddie! got you another one , looks like you're gonna have a f e a s t  ".

@frreakfangs ( Eddie is winning here tbh xd )

[hargrove]

» con’t from here with @frreakfangs​

             ❝ Bill is also short for William, dude. ❞

[twistedstxrs]

Hey Steeeve smash or pass @ffreakfangs Eddie?

✪↬✘ Anonymous ✘↫✪     ✪↬✘ @frreakfangs ✘↫✪    

❝Did that little menace put you up to this? Psh, if so then Eddie should know it a hard smash.❞  

[munsontm]

Another fellow october baby in the eddie cult club aaaa yes this good,,,, uvu HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! ♥️♥️♥️

Honestly, I am disappointed I don't make the cut for a Scorpio. I'm such a Scorpio lmao. But I can definitely see that Librans relate to Eddie often! He perhaps is one of us. But thank you for this, sweetheart. Ilu 💖💖💖💖💖💖 @freakfangss

[dusterson]

✊ ~

🦇 ・゜゜・． ・゜゜・． ･ﾟﾟ･｡

✊ after being attacked by someone

It had been out of the blue. When he saw them approaching, three townsfolk at first, he thought nothing of it. But upon noticing the things they were carrying, he then saw the others-- too late. At first, he'd been able to outrun them, then sneak around their numbers to where he thought he'd be safe. It wasn't. A split second to catch his breath, then an impact in the back of his ribs. He’d put up a fight, or did his best to. Still dazed and more nauseous with every breath from whatever had hit him, Dustin charged his assailant to the ground. Flailed fists and elbows until the garden shears were dropped, loud ringing and piercing scrapes. He grabbed them as he stumbled to his feet, curses and promises of suffering bellowed after him as he ran. Ran, then jogged, and then hobbled. Where to? Dustin barely cared, so long as there was no one there, it was where he wanted to go.

Amongst forgotten cargo and cobwebs, Dustin slumped against the inner wall of the abandoned semitrailer he’d clambered into, left unhitched in a vehicle boneyard. He forced himself to breathe through the new-found pain, chewing on his lips to distract from his wounds as he checked them. Dressed the ones that looked the worst, with what he had, hoped it was enough. All he wanted to do though was to not have to move in any form. Just sit still. Be one with the quiet, and not exist as anything else.

His mistake had been resting where he hid. It could have been minutes or hours that passed, and he knew it was stupid to fall asleep now, before he drifted off without noticing. Keeling over as he fell away, Dustin was now curled up in the corner where the rotting metal wall, and a stack of mildewy boxes and crates met, one arm wrapped around his torso and the other tucked tight against his ribs-- hand still clutching the garden shears for dear life.

[mxrvelouscreations]

10C with Steve and Eddie perhaps ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

🦇 ･ﾟﾟ･｡ ・゜゜・．

Ok ok so maybe Steve should have at least told Eddie what he had been planning on doing, but he also wanted the other to have a little surprise. He had just gotten done with his morning run and had returned to find Eddie on his bed, headphones on. That was when the idea had struck and so, he had gone over to the bed and sat behind the other. He then tugged the other’s shorts down and moved to rest on his side so that he could press a few kisses on the skin, which was when Eddie had turned around and asked what he was doing. “I just wanted to give you some kisses,” he mused, “is that ok?” 

[pagetorn]

Seduction Starters  

( SILENCE ) silencing mine’s by pressing their finger on mine’s lips.

          He knew @frreakfangs​ arrived the second he stepped through the door.   He always did have a way of making an entrance.   Bill can’t keep the grin off his face while some sort of music blares from the speakers of the radio against the wall.   He welcomes him as he does with all the guests and lets him get settled in.   Bill doesn’t know what’ll happen tonight;  Eddie in one corner and Jason in the other.   He can feel the tension as soon as Jason’s eyes scanned the room and found the odd one out. 

          It doesn’t take long for Bill to head over to Eddie’s side and slide a hand against the small of his back out of view for the rest of the group.   He leans close to make sure he can be heard over the music.   ❝ Jason looks like he’s gonna have an aneurysm. ❞   The chuckle rumbles deep in his chest.   ❝ If it’s too much,  my bedroom’s the second door to the left upstairs.   I’ll get you snacks.   They’re probably gonna head out soon anyways. ❞

          Bill knows after a certain point,  the group will move on to the next hot spot and he’s fine with that.   There’s some talk about going to the lake and that’s never been his kind of scene.   Heading to the kitchen,  he grabs the bag of Mister Salty Pretzel sticks and heads upstairs. 

❝ Told you I’d get you snacks... ❞   He looks up,  eyes widening at the finger pressed against his lips,  unsure what Eddie could possibly be thinking.

[obscurebelief]

I take it you are going to interact frreakfangs?

"Aren't I already? I like talking to him."

[surfkng-archive]

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// *gently grips* You!!!! This equally counts as an Uno reverse card at you!! Seriously love your portrayal, especially the vampire angle! So cool!! Thank you so much for this!

[itsbitmxdinhere]

You offered your blood to frreakfangs and had some kind of connection?

Vecna sighed another greyface " yes, should've thought it before hand, not the first time it happened with a creature from this realm..." .

@frreakfangs​ (wasn’t sure if I should tag you but since they mention you laskjndsajlkdnankj)