#naga eddie

[gttinyprincess]

Friends on the trail

Naga! Eddie x Mouse reader

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It's late in the year, the light breeze nips at their hands and they tuck them into their pockets. That's why it's such a suprise to them when they stumble upon a small pile of berries. It's too easy. He should be suspicious and yet he feels as if he's hit the jackpot. It's far too easy.

Surely one won't be missed...

(Y/N) picks up a shiny red raspberry, his mouth watering at the sight. Oh, he bets it'll be juicy. Not that he plans to eat it here, far too risky. However when he attempts to scamper off with his new found treat something makes contact with his back, forcing him to the cold stone floor.

The berry rolls away and (Y/N) yelps, hands desperately clawing at the floor as they try to get out from under the weight. He hadn't sensed any predators nearby, how had it managed to get to him without anything giving it away?

"Not so fast little thief" an amused sounding voice hisses from somewhere far above him. The pressure slips down his back but he doesn't get a chance to run as his tail is gripped, lifting him up off of the ground with ease. He's quickly brought up to a man's face, long dark curls frame his face. Though he doesn't really take the features in, too focused on the man's smirk as it splits open to reveal a wide maw framed by twin fangs and lined with boulder sized white teeth.

(Y/N)'s heart thunders in his ears as he's moved closer to the parted jaws. "No wait, please!" He begs terrified.

The world seems to come to a stop and then slowly the man rights his head, big brown doe eyes finding the wriggling tiny caught in his grasp. "Holy shit" he gasps, dropping the little mouse, human, thing into the palm of his hand. Leaning in to try and get a better look at the tiny creature.

"You aren't a mouse...well, not entirely." (Y/N) watches with wide eyes as the man's freehand moves towards them, the tip of his claw brushes against the mouse's tail. The tiny is quick to tuck his tail close to his body, eyeing the digit warily.

"Oh!" The man perks up, hand slipping away. "Where are my manners?" The giant picks up a berry from the pile they had pilfered from, holding it out to the tiny. "Here you go."

The mouse stares at the blueberry for a moment, eyes flicking up to the giant's face before they hesitantly accept it. "You're like me" barely suppressed excitement coats the man's voice. It's only then that they finally look him over.

Eyes wandering down the man's torso to find a smattering of black scales that quickly grow in number as they blend into a thick muscular tail.

A naga.

He managed to get himself caught by a naga. Just his luck.

"You're just smaller" the naga grins and then nods to the berry in their hands. "Try it. They're sweet, you'll like it." The mouse obliges, wanting to placate the snake. He's not wrong, it is sweet. He squeaks in suprise at the juice that runs down his chin, he hadn't expected it to be so juicy. The naga grins looking proud of himself.

The naga continues to talk to them, only receiving nods and one word answers from the mouse but that doesn't deter him. They learn that his name is Eddie and they give theirs in return, much to his delight. Eventually the naga begins to tire and air grows cooler as the sun dips low in the sky.

Eddie glances up to the sky with a soft frown. "You can stay here for the night" he says when his eyes come to rest on them once more. It's not something they want, but there's no hope of arguing as the snake makes his way into a cave beside them. He doesn't even wait for a response from them.

He slithers to the back of the cave, settling down on a large pile of furs. Eddie sets the mouse down on his chest, smiling down at them like this the snake looks almost soft in his tired state. It's strange to feel the warm skin beneath the dip lightly under their weight, shifting and expanding with each breath the naga takes. "Sleep well little mouse" he murmurs his goodnight.

(Y/N) does not sleep well that night, it takes him forever to fall asleep. Finding it hard to ignore the gentle weight of the naga's clawed hand covering his body from his shoulders down. A makeshift blanket of sorts. When he does finally drift off his sleep is fitful and plagued by nightmares.

His nightmares wake him early, the sun just barely rising at the caves entrance. It's a suprise to find Eddie still resting, he must be a deep sleeper. Now's the best time to attempt an escape, he probably won't get an opportunity like this again.

It's a slow process, wriggling out from under the naga's claws but he manages it. So far Eddie's given no signs of waking from his deep sleep. Now standing up on the naga's chest (Y/N) begins to make his way down the man's torso, sitting at his hip they peer down the drop of his body to the soft furs below.

Deep breath.

They push off and fall with a quiet 'ooph' into the bedding. He scrambles out from the furs and begins to make his way quickly and quietly towards the bright cave entrance. Glowing like a beacon of freedom.

Only, halfway to the entrance a familiar clawed hand comes to rest beside them giving the little mouse pause.

"Where are you off to so early?" The snake asks softly.

They raise their eyes slowly, gazing up at the naga they find soft sleepy eyes looking back at them. Eddie hasn't quite woken up fully yet. "I needed to stretch my legs?" It's a weak excuse at best and the snake scrutinises them for a moment before shrugging it off, joining them as they walk to the entrance before walking back into the cave again.

So close.

They stay longer than just the one night. Each day Eddie finds a new reason for them to stay with him. He's content to finally have some company, however the little mouse is constantly on edge. Waiting, wondering when the other shoe will drop.

He's so sure the snake is just keeping him around 'for later', but later never comes.

It's a warm Sunday day when things come to a head. Eddie lays back on his stunning rock, the little mouse sitting on his abdominals. He likes to keep them close. A long black claw runs across the top of their head and down their back in slow gentle strokes. "Such a cute little mouse," Eddie hums with a soft smile. He doesn't seem to notice the way they flinch and shudder under his touch.

They can't take much more. It's been days, when is he going to pounce? Which day will be their last? Would ge be cruel?

Eddie perks up upon hearing the mouse's voice. They don't speak up often, however his elation sours as he registers what they have to say. "Please just kill me."

Their voice is soft and dripping with anxiety, those sweet little eyes well with tears and it puts a crack in his heart. "What?" His question barely cuts through the silence.

"You're saving me for later, right?" Despite the shaky voice their words are sure. "That's why you've kept me around so long." Eddie stares with open disbelief as they continue. "Please just...put an end to my fear." I'm begging you.

Eddie can hardly believe what he's hearing, he thought they were bonding. That maybe he had found a friend in the little mouse, but he can see the truth now. How they shrink in on themself under his gaze, tail wrapping itself tight around their waist.

They aren't just shy like he's assuming, they're terrified of him.

"I-, you're not-, I didn't mean to-" he struggles to find his words. What can he even say to rectify this? He closes his mouth and sits up, gathering the mouse up in his hand.

They call his name, fear lacing their voice. It hurts. He doesn't say anything as he makes his way to the front of the cave, setting the mouse down at the entrance. "There you go" he breathes "you're free." I release you from your fear.

(Y/N) looks out to the endless forest behind them and then back to the naga. "You're letting me go?" He can almost hear the follow up 'why?' But they don't voice the thought.

Eddie smiles sadly, "I don't want to scare you." (Y/N) stares up at the snake, suprised. His words tug at their heart, but it's not enough to stop them from taking off into the underbrush. They almost expect to hear the naga crashing through the foliage behind them, but when he stops to breathe there's only silence.

He really let them go.

It takes them over an hour to completely ease up and accept that Eddie isn't going to appear out of thin air and snatch them up. It's a great breath of freedom...until it isn't.

(Y/N) wanders for a while, unsure of where to go now or what he should even do. As the sun dips below the trees they begin to miss the naga's warmth and the company he provided. He may have been terrifying then but in hindsight they think he might truly have been trying to befriend them.

He pauses only for a moment before turning heel, starting to march back the way he came. Back to the cave with hope that he'd be able to apologise to Eddie and start over.

But it doesn't happen. Some way, somehow (Y/N) gets himself turned around and lost. It's been hours and yet he's still no closer to the naga's lair. Finally he decides to stop and take a rest, the cool night air forces him to huddle in on himself for warmth.

A soft rustle to their left draws their gaze and has them moving to their feet. Their instinct to run is quickly thwarted as they find themself in a familiar position. Pinned to the ground, struggling beneath a sizable weight.

He's wrapped up in a fist, the ground falling away as he's swiftly lifted into the air. "Lucky me, a late night snack~" a soft voice hisses from behind. Despite the fear coursing through his veins they can't help but perk up at the voice. "Eddie?" He gasps hopefully, trying to look back over his shoulder. He gets a strong sense of deja vu that hits him as he watches the naga pause to pull back and look over his treat.

"Mouse?" The shift in attitude is immediate, Eddie's eyes light up in recognition. "What are you doing out in the open so late?" he frowns worry filling his voice.

(Y/N) averts his eyes shyly as Eddie moves to slip them into an open palm. "I was trying to find your nest." He admits, not seeing the effect his words have on Eddie. His expressions softens in an open look of awe. "you were coming back" he mutters as he puts the pieces together, brushing a claw against their ear with gentle affection.

At their shy nod the naga beams. "I can take you back...if you'd like?" he offers, delighted when they accept. Big doe eyes peeking up at him through their eyelashes. "Yes please."

"Come on we'll get you some berries and warm you up" Eddie hums as holds the tiny to his . That night the mouse falls asleep cuddling up beneath naga's clawed hand, like they would a blanket. Safe and sound in Eddie's cave.

[gt-preys]

Naga Eddie and calicheer fics coming soon 😌

[annaberunoyume]

HOW THE NEIGHBOURHOOD DISCOVERED NAGA WALLY

Naga!Wally: Now, show me your hiss, Y/N, scare me!

Y/N: (small hiss)

Naga!Wally: (dissapointed) Oh, dear. (Frowning) I'm talking about a great, big hiss! (LOUD, ROARING HISS, LIKE A NAZGUL)

(The whole neighbourhood hears it)

Julie: Oh, my Henson! Wally's in danger!

(All dashes towards Wally's home)

(Meanwhile, Y/N and Wally are still practicing their hissing)

Y/N: (Bigger hiss)

Naga!Wally: (LOUD, ROARING HISS)

Come on, dearie, from the belly!

Y/N: Like this? (Louder, more confident hissing roar)

Naga!Wally: Hahaha, you're getting it, let's try a-

Julie: Aaah! 😱 A big snake! (She jumps up Barnaby's arms)

Eddie: Wait...It's not a snake...It's...(GASP!)

Everyone else: WALLY?! 😯

[chaoticcat32]

This is Naga Steve🐍🐍🐍

Steve was sitting, tied to a chair, face all bloody, drugged, and surrounded by angry Russians. Robin was tied to a chair behind him, right against his back, both still in their Scoops Ahoy uniforms. They’d been there for what seemed like hours, the Russians uselessly trying to get nonexistent information out of them. They had literally nothing to say. One of the Russians smiled at him, getting close to his face. He barked some order at the others, and they quickly scrambled off. He giggled a bit, being high out of his mind, and asked the man what he was saying.

“We have something special, experimental, to try in you.”

Steve wasn’t sure what to think about that.

“What kind of experiment.”

The man just smiled, standing back up straight, and backing up from him. The other Russians came back into the room, grabbing Steve’s chair and beginning to drag him out. He freaked out a bit, trying to plant his feet on the ground, Robin asking where he was going, giggling the whole time. She clearly had a bit more than he did.

Steve was taken into a separate room, still tied to the chair. It was pretty empty, other than a single light bulb on the ceiling, a small camera in the corner, and a window to another room, seemingly to watch him through. All the Russians left, leaving him alone to think about what they were going to do to him. Not that he could think much, anyways, the drugs they injected into him clouding his brain. He waited in the room for at least an hour. They sure were taking their sweet time, weren’t they?

Soon enough, however, they were back. They looked to have protective gear on, some with masks covering their faces. He looked nervously to their hands, one in particular holding a rather large needle filled with a deep green liquid. Or swirled around in the syringe, almost taunting him. He immediately knew that was going into him, though he had no idea what it was going to do. He would soon find out, he guessed.

They grabbed his head, jerking it to the side and prepping a spot on his neck, wiping it with a little sterilization pad. They then spoke to each other. In Russian, of course, so Steve had absolutely no clue what the hell they were saying, which he thought was funny for some reason. He giggled, causing the others to also laugh, but at his expense. The one holding the needle placed it against his neck, waiting to push it in. A final order was given, and the cool, sharp metal was plunged into his neck, piercing his skin.

He cried out, it didn’t feel good, of course, but soon whatever liquid had been in there was slowly spreading throughout his veins. It started off as a warm, dull numbing sensation, growing warmer and warmer as it spread. First it was warm, then hot, then burning. He squealed, writhing around in his chair, the ropes burning his wrists and ankles. By now all the Russians had left, leaving Steve alone. His eyes were squeezed shut, so he couldn’t see if there was anyone in the room with the window, but he would bet that there were.

While the burning was going on, he could feel other things happening in his body as well, or more specifically, happening to his body. His fingers ached, fingernails almost pushing out of the tips. He felt the same feeling in his jaws, teeth piercing through his gums. His ears were stretching as well, but those things were the least of his problems. He felt his legs, which were already tied together, becoming one, almost melting into one another. They also stretched and grew, getting longer and longer. Steve was hyperventilating as he felt a pricking sensation across his entire body, like needles trying to burrow their way out of him. They were trapped, and needed to get out.

It went on for Steve doesn’t even know how long. It was probably only a few minutes at most, but to him it felt like hours. Then the pain faded, he wasn’t burning, there weren’t any needles, and no more stretching. He opened his eyes, and found that he could now pretty easily wriggle his way out of the ropes. After he was free, he actually looked down at himself, eyes bugging out when he did. It was… a snake?! Why was there a snake in here?! He flowed it from the end of the tail, trailing up and up until he got to the… there was no head. It connected to his torso! Was he a snake?! He was still wearing his uniform, albeit without shorts. He looked down to his hands, only to see claws. His skin was also brown and scaley, all of it, not just the tail.

While normally he’d probably be freaking the hell out, right now he just thought it was hilarious. He giggled, inspecting himself. He looked to the window to see a few of the Russians looking at him through the glass, and he waved at them, a dumb grin on his face. Then they left. Soon after they were in his room, many with more protective gear, reinforced this time. They grabbed him, two for his upper half, and a lot for the snake part. He was dragged to another room. The same room he was in prior, actually. Robin was still in there, now untied, and he waved at her. She looked at him with wide eyes.

“Whoa, that’s a big snake, why’s there a big snake in here?”

“It’s me, Rob! It’s Sssteeeeve.”

“Steeeve?! Why are you a snake?”

“I dunno,” he shrugged, “they injected some stuff in me.”

The Russians left the room, allowing them to interact. Steve’s stomach growled.

“Hey, hey Robiiin, I’m gonna hide youuu.”

“You’re gonna hide me?“

“Yeah, from the Russians.”

“How’re you gonna do that?”

“Well come here.“

Robin did as she was told, approaching the snake and giggling. Steve placed his newly clawed hands on the girl’s shoulders and began to open his mouth wide. His jaw unhinged with a little snap and a pop, larger than a normal person’s would. Robin just looked in awe, staring into his open maw.

“Whoaaa, your mouth is sooo biiiiig.”

Steve started bringing it down gently onto Robin’s head, muscles stretching to envelop her. She giggled the whole time, Steve moving his mouth side to side like a snake would. He took his first swallow, sending Robin’s head down his throat.

“This feels weeeird.” She laughed.

He giggled around her as well, gulping once more, sending the top half of her torso into his gullet. Swallow by swallow, little by little, she sank into his body. He felt her enter into his first stomach, sighing as she did so. The muscles worked to pull her in, then pushed her into the opening tunnel on the other side. She was going further into his snake half. He swallowed again, letting the combination of both gravity and his internal muscles do their job. One last gulp and her feet were sent down. He let out a satisfied sigh, feeling Robin start to enter his second stomach. She pooled into his snake belly, a warmth settling inside.

He was giggling, thinking he hid his friend from trouble. He could hear her giggling inside as well, because apparently getting eaten by her friend turned snake was hilarious. One of the Russians came back in, smiling.

“Well well well, have a good meal?”

“What do you mean? I’m hiding her, shhhh.” He put a finger to his lips. “Don’t tell anyone.” He whispered.

“You ready to talk now?” He asked.

“About what?”

“Who you work for? Who else knows?“

“Uhhh Dustin! Yeah, Dustin knows, and he’s telling Hopper, Hoppers gonna tell the US army or some shit, and you are gonna get your asses kicked all the way back to Russia.” He said, laughing.

“Is that so?” He asked, getting close but not too close to the snakes face.

Then an alarm blared. A loud wailing accompanied by red flashing lights.

“Told you.” He said, smiling.

He angrily left, rushing out of the room to see what was happening. That’s when both Dustin and Erica rushed in, looking around the room.

“Jesus Christ!” Screamed Dustin, immediately flinching back when he saw the snake man in front of him.

“Hendersssson! That’s really funny, actually, I was jusssst talking about you.”

The curly haired kid looked on in disbelief, staring at him wide-eyed.

“Steve!? What the hell?!”

“What?”

“What- why are you a goddamn snake!?”

“I dunno. They injected me with ssssome green shit and now I'm a ssssnake.”

Dustin gave him a look.

“And where’s Robin?”

“Shhhhhh. I’m hiding her.”

“Hiding her where?”

Then Dustin saw movement in his snake half. It was bulged out a bit, like a snake that’s just had something to eat…

“What the fuck did you eat?!”

Steve giggled.

“Rooobin.”

“What?!“

“Listen!” Erica broke the silence.

“We should all probably be getting out of here while we still have time.”

“But-“

“No buts.”

She grabbed Dustin’s arm, pulling him forwards, then looked over at Steve.

“Come on, snake boy.“

Steve slithered after them, following the two down a long corridor and into the back of a truck.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Asked Dustin.

“What?“

“First of all, spit Robin out!”

“Noo!” He yelled, hugging the lump in his coils. “My Robin! My friend Robin!”

“She’s not going to be able to be your friend much longer if you don’t spit her out.“

Steve frowned at that, considering spitting her out. But somehow, deep down, he knew she would be fine. He stuck his forked tongue out at Dustin, flicking it a bit.

“Nnno my Robin.”

Dustin just looked at Steve’s determined expression in disbelief. He couldn’t seem to convince Steve, so he eventually dropped it. For now.

They made it to the elevator and quickly got inside, getting it to go back up. There, Dustin prodded Steve even more to let Robin out, wondering what the hell was wrong with him, and why the hell he looked like that.

“What do you think is wrong with them?” He asked, turning to Erica.

“I dunno, maybe he’s drugged or something.”

He turned back to Steve.

“Did the Russians drug you Steve, are you drugged?”

Steve laughed a bit, then slithered closer, leaning into Dustin’s face.

“Hehe, I don’t do drugsss dad, itsss only marijuana.”

He then reached out and booped Dustin’s nose with a clawed finger. Dustin stepped back, shaking his head.

“Just… spit Robin out, okay?”

“Whyyy.”

“Just do it!” He shouted at the snake.

Steve refused.

They reached the top of the elevator, bursting out into the warm summer air, to which Steve flicked his tongue out, seemingly tasting it.

“Whoa, can you guys taste the air?” He asked.

Dustin and Erica rolled their eyes, then they heard a bang and voices speaking in Russian. They jumped, hurrying and hushing Steve as they rushed into the mall. It was closed by now, and they led the snake into the movie theater. Erica stayed with them as Dustin fiddled with the projector, turning a movie on to keep the man busy. They then left him, only for a bit, so they could try and find the others.

“H-hey.” Steve said to Robin after about twenty minutes.

“What.”

“I’m bored. And I don’t understand the movie.”

“Well I can’t see the movie from in here.”

“Oh. Well I gotta hide you. I’m gonna go do something else.”

“Okay!”

Steve slithered out of his seat, making his way out of the theater. He looked around, then spotted a water fountain, suddenly realizing he was thirsty. He quickly rushed over to it, drinking in the cool water as it touched his lips.

“Hey, that’s cold!” Yelled Robin.

“I was thirsty… whoa. The ceiling is shiny. Glittery like a buncha stars…”

Steve suddenly didn’t feel as great as he had before. He slumped a bit, then shook his head, trying to clear his mind. He then felt like he was gonna puke. He rushed to the nearest bathroom, leaning over one of the toilets in the open stalls, but nothing came out. He sat there for maybe five minutes, sweating and breathing heavily.

He then slithered out of the stall, leaning over the sinks. He turned the water on and splashed some of it onto his face, looking up and into the mirror. As soon as he did, he yelped, flinching back. His eyes widened, and he reached out to touch his reflection, looking at it in horror. He saw the claws on his hands, and let out a choked sob.

“S-Steve…?”

His eyes widened even more, and he looked down at his snake half, a section of it bulging out and moving a slight bit. He mentally freaked out seeing the snake attached to him, tears running down his face. But he had to get Robin out.

“Oh, oh god… Robin!”

He felt sick. Sick with how he looked, sick with what he did, sick with himself in general. He felt his stomach turn, his snake stomach, and his friend began to move up in the coils, to his torso, until he puked her up onto the bathroom floor. He then immediately flinched away from her, curling up in the far corner, looking over himself. His skin was replaced by scaly flesh, different colors of brown forming patterns on him. His hands were tipped with black claws and they too were scaly. He looked down at the tattered remains of his scoops ahoy uniform shirt, the pants nothing but a waistband with a few scraps of fabric still clinging to it. And it was because of his snake half. Oh god, the snake! His legs were gone, replaced by this ugly scaly tail that was currently curled up and wrapped around itself. He let out another sob.

“S-Steve?”

He looked up to her, tears flowing out of his eyes, immediately hurt by her fearful expression.

“Oh god, Robs, look at me! I- I’m so ugly, I’m a fucking monster.”

He broke down into uncontrollable sobs, nothing coherent being able to be deciphered for a while, just heavy hyperventilating and choked sounds coming out of his mouth. Robin softened a bit, seeing how hurt her friend was. Yes, her friend. This wasn’t some monster, it was still the same ol’ Steve. She reached a hand out and placed it on his shoulder, causing him to flinch and look at her.

“Hey, you’ve still got your best feature.” She said, looking up.

Steve raised his hands to his hair, yes, thank god, his hair! He turned and looked in the mirror.

“Oh, oh thank god… but… the rest of me, I’m, I’m horrible, Robin. I’m a-a- monster, I- I- ate you!” His eyes widened as if just now realizing that fact.

“Yeah… but I’m okay, aren’t I? You were high… and you didn’t hurt me.”

Steve contemplated a bit. Yeah, he had been high, and she was okay. But he wasn’t high now. And he couldn't ignore the hunger in his gut, somehow, deep down, knowing she’d be safe if he put her in there again.

“But… I’m not high now… and I still want to eat you.”

“You what?!”

Robin looked at him in somewhat horror, not knowing what to make of that statement. Steve flinched back, almost as if he couldn’t believe what came out of his mouth either. He immediately backtracked, starting to cry again.

“No, no I- I’m sorry I’m a monster, I won’t-“

“H-hey.” She said, putting her hand on his shoulder.

“It’s okay, you- you can… just- like, do what you did last time, okay? Can you do that?”

“I-I think so.”

“I’m gonna need more than an ‘I think so’ Steve. I need to know you’re not gonna kill me in there.”

“I won’t, I won’t. I can do it again, you’ll be fine.”

“Okay.”

Steve slithered a bit closer, placing his hands on her shoulders. He instinctively started to wrap around her a bit, his tail grabbing her legs and working up her waist. She shivered a bit, but let him keep going. Steve’s tongue flicked out a bit at her before he began to open his mouth. With a small pop, his bottom jaw dislocated, allowing him to start sliding his mouth over her head. She stood still and allowed him to do so, closing her eyes tight. Steve sighed happily and took his first swallow, bringing more of the girl into his mouth. He kept gulping and swallowing, sending her into his throat, the tube of flesh eagerly accepting her, pulling her deeper. She went right past his human stomach, and deeper into his second one, Robin beginning to pool into his snake stomach. She was soon fully inside, Steve sighing in relief. The snake curled up a bit, resting his head on the small bump, feeling his friend inside.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m okay. It’s warm…”

“You’re warm too.”

They chatted for a bit, before Robin asked another question.

“You still in love with Nancy?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“I think I found someone a bit better for me. It’s someone I never even talked to in school, and I dunno why. I guess because I’d get made fun of? It’s stupid, I know.”

Robin was silent, growing a bit nervous in his stomach. She had an idea of where this was going…

“Shoulda been hanging out with her the whole time, I mean first of all, she’s hilarious. I feel like this summer, I’ve laughed harder than I have in a long time.”

More silence.

“She’s smart… way smarter than me, but that’s not really hard, huh? She can crack top secret Russian codes, and she’s honestly different from anyone I’ve ever been with before.”

Robin didn’t respond. She couldn’t.

“Robs? You okay I’m there?”

“Y-yeah, yeah. I’m alive.”

“Well, what’d you think? Of this girl?”

“She sounds awesome…”

“She is. And the guy?”

“I think he’s on drugs. And not thinking straight.”

“Really? I think he is.”

“He’s not. He doesn’t even know this girl, and if he did, he probably wouldn’t even want to be friends with her.”

“That’s not true.”

“Steve, listen.” She sighed.

“You know when I was complaining about Mrs. Click’s class? It wasn’t because I was jealous of you. It’s because she wouldn’t stop staring at you.”

“Mrs. Click?” Steve asked, confused.

“Tammy Thomson. She wouldn’t stop looking at you and your perfect hair. Even though you got bagel crumbs everywhere and asked dumb questions. I wanted her to look at me. And I’d go home at night, screaming into my pillow.”

Steve thought for a minute, confused.

“But… Tammy Thomson’s a girl…”

“Steve.”

…

“Oh.” He said, softly.

He sat for a minute, silently. And so did Robin. Then the stomach walls started closing in on her.

“Oh God… Steve?! I-I’m sorry, please don’t kill me!”

“What?! I’m not! You’re, you like girls! That’s fine, that’s cool!”

“You- but your stomach…”

“Its okay, I’m not going to hurt you. What’d I do?”

“The walls were closing in, I thought you were going to get rid of me…”

“They were? No, I’m not.” The walls relaxed.

“Okay…”

It was silent for a few seconds.

“Steve?”

“Tammy Thomson… I mean, she looks good, sure, but she's a total dud!”

“She is not!”

“She wants to be a singer, move to Nashville or whatever.”

“She has dreams!”

“She can’t even hold a tune! Practically tone deaf, have you heard her?”

Robin giggled a bit, and Steve started to sing, mimicking the girl. It was terrible.

“She does not sound like that!” Robin said, laughing.

“She sounds exactly like that! Perfect impression!”

“You sound like a muppet.”

“She sounds like a muppet! A muppet giving birth!”

They started singing, both in muppet voices together. Then it devolved into laughter, Robin a bit muffled from inside of Steve, though they both seemed fine with the situation. The door to the bathroom burst open.

“Okay, what the hell!” Shouted Dustin.

They both just laughed hysterically again, both Dustin and Erica looking at them in disbelief.

“And you still have Robin in there!?”

“It’s fine, see? She let me. She’s fine in there.”

“Yeah! I’m fine!”

Dustin sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Just please spit her out.”

Steve grumbled a bit but sat up, getting ready to get her out. He focused, moving the muscles in reverse, pulling the girl up and into the tube of flesh leading up to his mouth. The bulge in his snake half moved up, into his human stomach and then his esophagus, Robin beginning to poke out of his mouth, his jaw unhinging to let her through. She was spit out onto the floor once more, and Dustin looked a little grossed out when Steve looked up at him.

“There. You happy?”

The two kids got them up and pushed them out of the bathroom door, rushing to get out of the mall. They got up to the doors and froze. They were blocked. Russian guards were posted at the exit, seemingly waiting for them. They began to scramble back and they heard shouting behind them, accompanied by loud footsteps.

They ran to the main center of the mall, ducking behind a store counter to hide from the bullets being shot. They were all silently freaking out, trying to keep quiet so the Russians didn’t hear. It seemed they were about to be discovered, Steve getting ready to defend everyone when a car horn activated, alarming the men. Then there was a crash, and all four listened as something large was flung across the area, along with screams.

They all peeked over the counter, seeing all the men dead on the ground. They then looked over to a car, smashed into the wall and banged up on its side. They slowly looked up at the top railing to see El with her arm stretched out, breathing heavily. She was soon accompanied by the rest of the kids, along with Nancy and Johnathan. They waited there until the others came down, Erica reuniting with Lucas and Dustin with the others. Steve slowly slithered forwards, until he was noticed by someone with a scream.

“W-what is that?!” Asked Nancy.

Steve flinched.

Everyone zeroed in on him, mixed reactions from the group.

“Hey, hey. It’s just Steve guys!” Shouted Dustin.

“Steve?! What the hell happened to him?!” Asked Mike.

Steve flinched again, looking down. He supposed he couldn’t blame them. He was a monster.

“The Russians did it to him, but El took them out with the car!“

“Wait, those were Russians?”

“Didn’t you get my message?”

“I couldn’t make anything out!”

Everyone yelled out questions and answers, explaining from both sides. Steve had to do a lot of his own explaining too, and some visibly relaxed when they realized it was just him, only his appearance had changed. Though Nancy was still a bit wary, which stung. But then Mike noticed El, and the girl wasn’t looking good.

They all rushed over to her, asking what was wrong. They saw something under her skin, moving around. Some looked like they were going to be sick, but it was clearly causing the girl pain, and they had to get it out. Johnathan rushed off to one of the restaurants, finding a sharp knife and a wooden spoon. He heated up the knife with a lighter and handed El the spoon.

“Here, bite down on this.”

She did, and Johnathan plunged the knife into her leg, causing her to scream silently as it made a large gash. Many gagged and looked away as he stuck his fingers inside, trying desperately to fish the thing out. El stopped him, crying.

“Stop! I- I can do it.”

She cried, holding her hand out over the thing and seeming to focus. Steve watched as a little tiny piece of fleshy grossness was dragged out and flung away, it scrambling off as El sighed in relief.

It was immediately squished by a boot, the group looking up to see Hopper, followed by Joyce and who Steve assumed was Murray judging by the description he’d heard from Nancy and Johnathan. Then the three adults froze, eyes in Steve. Joyce yelped, hiding a bit behind Hopper and said man drew his gun, pointing it directly at him. Steve’s eyes widened, staring at the firearm.

“Hey, hey stop! It’s Steve!” Shouted Dustin, getting in front of the snake.

Hopper's eyes widened but still seemed wary, gun still up. That was until both Will and El stood in front of him as well, making Joyce and Hopper waver a bit. The man sighed and put his gun down, and Joyce stepped out from behind him. Will rushed forward to her, and the two hugged. Hopper approached Steve, Murray behind him and just looked at him.

“That really you?”

Steve looked down.

“Y-yeah. Yeah it’s me…”

“What happened?”

“The Russians. They got me and did some sort of experiment and…” he gestured to himself.

Hopper sighed.

“I see.”

After they all explained about Steve and what they’d all been doing and going through with the Russians and whatnot, they all got together to form a plan. The adults were arguing with the kids, while Steve and Robin were mostly off to the side talking to each other.

It ended with Steve being called over, Hopper asking if he could still drive so he could take both Dustin and Erica up to the hill that the kid apparently had a super powerful radio set up that could reach all across Hawkins. He shrugged, saying he’d give it a shot, but he didn’t have his keys as the Russians had taken them. Hopper tossed him a key that apparently went to a car he had outside, so Steve took the two kids plus Robin who wanted to tag along.

“Oh yea, this is what I’m talking about!” Steve exclaimed at seeing the sick car parked outside.

“Toddfather?” Robin remarked.

“Screw Todd, Steve’s her daddy now!”

“Did you just refer to yourself in the third person?” Asked Robin.

“Did he just call himself Daddy?” Asked Erica.

Steve slithered into the driver’s seat, looking below him to see if he could figure this out. He figured he could just use the tip of his tail - which he still couldn’t believe he had - to press on the gas and break like his foot used to. He started the car and tested it out, and it worked! So he quickly peeled out of the parking lot, Dustin directing him on where to go.

Steve didn’t last long on the hill, the walkie spilling not so great news, and they sounded like they all needed help at the mall. So he left the two kids on the top of the hill and fled back to the car with Robin, Dustin shouting from behind them. At least he got them there, right? They’d need him more at the mall. So that’s exactly where he went, driving full speed back to Starcourt. His eyes went wide as he peeled into the parking lot, seeing a car that definitely belonged to Billy Hargrove headed straight towards Nancy, who was standing in front of a car with Lucas, Will, and Johnathan inside. He sped up, ramming directly into the side of the mustang, making it scrape across the concrete and bursting into flames.

Johnathan screamed at them to hop into the car as a huge fleshy monster climbed atop the mall, roaring angrily. Billy seemed to be unconscious, so Steve did just that, hopping inside along with Nancy and Robin. Johnathan stepped on the gas and got onto the road, the monster taking off after them. He looked out the window at it, face twisting in disgust.

“What is that?” He asked.

“It’s the mind flayer.” Answered Will with a grim voice.

They drove for a while, watching the thing when it suddenly turned around.

“Wait, why’s it turning around?”

“Shit, it must’ve found out El was still back at the mall.”

“What?!”

They turned the car around, though they weren’t sure how they could possibly help, even with Steve’s new attributes. That’s when Lucas piped up.

“The fireworks!”

“What?” Asked Steve.

“The thing hates heat, right? Plus, who wouldn’t get hurt by a bunch of fireworks being thrown at them?”

The adults looked to one another before nodding, deciding to make a pit stop to stick up on the improvised weapons before following the beast again.

When they got back to the mall, they were met with a terrible sight. Billy was hunched over, dragging El to the center of the mall, the mind flayer thing directly over them. Seeing it up close, Steve could see the flesh pulsing and wriggling, the wet mass of melted humans moving in sync. He almost vomited. But then the first firework was thrown and it screeched, pulling back to face them. They all shouted and jeered at the thing, Steve throwing his own colorful explosives. But then he could see El still struggling with Billy. He was holding her down, and she couldn’t get up. Steve would absolutely not stand for that.

He shouted to the others before quickly making his way down to the first floor while the mind flayer was distracted. He got to the two and shoved Billy, El scrambling back. Billy shouted with rage, getting up to see his assailant before spotting him. He looked confused, but then it went back to anger.

He scoffed.

“Is that you, Harrington? Damn, you really let yourself go, huh?” He smirked wickedly.

Steve’s mind almost clouded in anger, but he was hurt by the comment. He tried to calm himself, reminding himself that this wasn’t really him all the way, that the mind flayer had influence. He was still a dick though. Steve hissed, approaching the other man.

“Wow, you’re really just an animal now, huh? A stupid fucking snake.”

He charged, fists at the ready, but his eyes were locked onto El. Steve ducked under the punch thrown at him, using his tail to grab the man, quickly wrapping around his body. Billy struggled wildly, making almost animalistic snarls and shouts. Steve squeezed. Billy gasped, closing his eyes and trying to get his arms free. The more he struggled, however, the tighter the coils around him got. Steve still made sure he could breathe, but barely.

“Billy!” Shouted a voice, Steve snapping his head to the source.

Max stood there, eyes wide.

“Please don’t, Steve. Don’t kill him. I know he’s a dick, but…”

“I’m not.” Steve said, looking down at him.”

“I won’t kill him, but he needs to be taken out of this for a little while.”

Steve started to unhinge his jaw with a snap and pop, opening his mouth wide. Billy still struggled but looked up in horror as Steve’s maw descended onto him. Max shouted and took a few steps forward, eyes wide in shock. Steve continued, taking his first swallow of the man, pulling him in farther.

“H-hey! Steve, you- you said you wouldn’t kill him.”

“It’s fine!” Shouted Robin from above, chucking a firework.

“He did it to me when he was first turned, and I was perfectly fine!”

“W-what?”

“I don’t know how it works, but trust me, he’ll be fine!”

Max turned back to Steve, now up to the man’s waist, her brother’s legs hanging out. She could see him thrashing within Steve, the half-snake wincing occasionally. He slurped down the rest of Billy as quickly as he could, one last heavy gulp sealing him inside.

“Is- is he really okay in there?”

“Yeah,” Steve winced at a particularly hard punch to his stomach walls, “he’ll be okay, not sure if my guts will be though.”

“How do you know?”

“I honestly have no idea, but something in my mind tells me I can eat people and they’ll be okay, almost like an instinct.” He winced again. “I did it with Robin, as she was in there for a while actually, she was fine.”

Max looked at the frantic wriggling form within Steve’s snake half, watching as punches and kicks pushed out the flesh periodically. She then looked back up at Steve and nodded.

“O-okay. I trust you.”

Steve smiled, though it was more of a grimace from the abuse his insides were being subject to at the moment.

“Shit, we’re almost out!” Yelled a voice from above.

Steve yelled to Dustin through the walkie who then yelled at the people underneath the mall to hurry up and close the gate. It wasn’t long before they actually ran out of fireworks, the monster shaking itself off and going to get El, but she wasn’t there. It whipped its head around, looking all over for the girl, and it shrieked in rage when it couldn’t see her. It could sense her though. It extended its sharp tentacle-like appendages to where she was, as well as one at Steve, probably because it knew he had Billy, the man still fighting.

Then, suddenly, the thing shrieked. It took back its tentacles, the things writhing and shrieking in pain. It slammed into the railings of the top floor before letting out one last shriek and falling to the ground. It didn’t get back up. Everyone let out a collective sigh of relief, then they all hollered in victory. Billy was still inside of Steve, a fact both the snake and Max noticed.

“Billy? Is- is he okay!?” She yelped, running to the man.

“Yeah, he’s still breathing, but I think the mind flayer’s gone now, so that probably took some strength out of him.”

Max pressed her ear to the slight bulge in Steve’s snake half, hearing Billy breathing heavily inside.

“Billy?”

“Get me the fuck outta here!”

She leapt back at the new round of struggles, though they were significantly weaker this time.

“He’s fine.” She said, sighing and meeting up with the rest of the group.

Nancy looked to him, then to the bulge in his snake half, face a bit pale but she tried to give him a little smile. Steve smiled back at her, slithering over.

“Uhh, so, I didn’t know you could do that…” she said, a little unnerved. “I mean I know Billy was an asshole but-“

“What?! No, he’s not gonna die in there!”

“What?” Two voices answered, one outside and one from inside his stomach.

Steve looked down.

“Yeah, Billy’s fine. I’ll let him out later though…”

“Let me out now, asshole! Stupid thing’s gone.” He mumbled that last part so Nancy didn’t hear, but Steve heard it.

“I’ll let you out when you calm the hell down in there, yeah?” Steve said, wanting to abuse on his stomach to stop.

Billy was still.

“Can you let him out?” Asked a voice from behind him, seeing Max. “Not that I don’t trust you, but… you know…”

Steve sighed, but began to pull Billy back up. Max watched as he moved up Steve’s body, though Nancy couldn’t, looking away. She watched as her brother began pulling himself out faster once his arms were free, Steve making a small sound of protest at the hand on his face. Billy landed on the ground and immediately got up, backing away from Steve a bit.

“You can’t tell anyone.” Said the half-snake.

Billy glared at him, but Steve could tell he’d been defeated, even if he’d never show or admit it.

“Yeah, whatever.”

They all got out of the mall, meeting up with the adults back up top, though noticeably without Hopper. Will ran to his mother immediately, El soon joining them when she realized her father wouldn’t be coming back up.

Steve had hidden away, leaving the mall and parking lot so the paramedics and especially the government wouldn’t see him.

A few months later, and the Byers were all packing, getting ready to move. El was coming with them as well, having lost her powers and with nowhere else to go. They’d also found an old abandoned barn in the middle of nowhere for Steve to hide in, setting up things like a mattress, walkie talkie for contact, and getting some electricity to the barn for a TV and whatnot. He didn’t really like being so alone, but it’s not like he had a choice, looking the way he did. Besides, the kids visited him occasionally. He wished he had a roommate though.

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One Year Later

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Eddie Munson was hiding, the town of Hawkins thinking he was some kind of murderer. What he saw happen to Chrissy really fucked him up, and he couldn’t believe they thought he, or any man for that matter, was capable of doing something like that. He shivered within the little boat, a large blue tarp over him. He heard footsteps enter the boathouse and he squeezed his eyes shut, waiting.

Soon enough, the person outside was close to him, and he struck. He flew out from his hiding place, throwing the tarp aside and grabbing a broken glass bottle to threaten his assailant. He held it up to their neck, only when he looked up to their face, he realized it was…

“Henderson!?”

“Whoa, whoa, look, Eddie. It’s just me! It’s Dustin.”

The metalhead sighed in relief, letting go of the kid’s shirt and lowering the bottle, slumping back. He looked over to his left, spotting two others with him. One was tall with red-brown hair and the other looked to be about Dustin’s age, fiery red hair and a smattering of freckles.

“Who’re your friends?” He asked, gesturing to the two.

“Oh! This is Robin, and this is Max,” he then turned to the girls, “and guys, this is Eddie.”

Max nodded at him and Robin gave him a shy little wave. He nodded his head at them.

“So, Henderson, come to turn me in, or what?”

“What?! No!”

Eddie laughed.

“I know, I know. But what are you three here for?”

Dustin explained, asking his own questions which Eddie hesitantly answered. They exchanged information and how Dustin believed him and everything. Honestly? The whole thing was crazy, but after what he’d seen, he wasn’t too sure it was that much of a stretch.

“So, we wanna help you, and we think we have a better place for you to hide than this little boathouse.”

“Oh? What glorious keep do you have planned for me then?” He asked with a grin.

“It’s… an abandoned barn…”

“Oh.”

“But don’t worry! It’s super safe, and is definitely better than staying here. No one will find you there.”

“Hmm. Well then, let’s go.”

Robin baulked.

“Already? That fast?”

Eddie shrugged.

“Don’t really have much of a choice, do I? So how we gonna get me there?“

They told Eddie about their plan, how the barn wasn’t too far and they could get there through woods and backroads. If anyone saw them, they’d always make sure there was a place for him to hide. Turns out they actually didn’t need to hide him at all. The path they took was extremely untraveled, and they didn’t encounter anyone on the way there. Lucky them. But Eddie’s luck, it seemed, was about to change.

They quickly got to the barn, Dustin promising him a grocery run soon so he had some food. Before Eddie could go in and inspect his new home for the time being, Dustin put a hand out, stopping him from entering.

“Hey, uh… before you go in there, you’re gonna have a… roommate.”

“A roommate? What, you got a cat in there or something?” He asked. He didn’t mind an animal, as long as it was really as safe as the kid said.

“Uhh, no. Not a cat.”

“Dog?”

“No”

“Chickens?“

“No?” He said, confused.

“Well it’s a barn, I dunno!”

“Just… keep an open mind.”

“Okaaaay…” Eddie was now a little nervous.

Dustin slowly pushed open the door, looking around before heading inside, motioning for Eddie and the others to do so as well. Max and Robin entered quickly, seemingly unafraid but Eddie walked in slowly, looking around cautiously. He saw nothing.

“So, they not here now or…” he snapped his head up when he saw movement from above.

Eddie yelped, seeing a large, moving mass of coils slithering over themselves up in the rafters. He gulped.

“Uh, normally I don’t mind snakes, but that one’s a bit large, don’t you-“

He was cut off by another yelp when he heard a voice.

“Ugh, Dustin, I asked you to tell me when you were bringing him over. I was napping here.”

Eddie looked over to the new voice, eyes wide ring and him stepping back when he saw the snake was attached to a distinctly human torso and head, albeit with the snake pattern on his skin.

“Sorry, Steve. We just found him and you must’ve already been sleeping when I walkied you.”

Eddie grabbed Dustin by the front of his shirt, looking at the kid.

“Steve?! As in Steve Harrington?! King Steve?!” He shouted.

“Yeah, it’s me.”

He whipped around to see the man…standing? Whatever he was doing, right behind him. He screamed, backing up away from him. Great, this was just amazing. Not only was the kid gonna feed him to a snake, but said snake was Steve Harrington.

“You, I thought you believed me, Henderson?!”

“What? I do!”

“Then why the hell are you feeding me to Steve Harrington?! Who’s apparently half snake now!”

Steve rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. The fear and commentary stung a bit, both in his appearance and who he used to be.

“I’m not! Steve’s harmless! He’s not gonna hurt you, he’s nice!“

“You’re telling me King Steve is nice?”

“He’s changed… I know he used to not be the nicest, but he’s good now, I swear.”

Eddie looked over to the clearly pissed off snake man, looking over him.

“You sure?“

“Yeah, he’s my friend and I trust him.”

Eddie stood there, staring at the snake, watching as he pulled himself back up a bit. Dustin and the others left the barn, Eddie watching them go. As soon as the door shut, Eddie turned back around to look at Steve. He began screaming.

“What the hell, Munson?” He asked angrily.

Eddie kept screaming.

“Shut up, dude, you’re going to get us caught!” He slithered over to the man, which made him start to scream louder.

Steve put his hands on his shoulders, looking even angrier.

“Dude, stop!” He was starting to look a little panicked. “You’ll get us caught, and I wanna go back to my nap.”

Eddie wouldn’t stop, so Steve sighed, then looked into his face. He unhinged his jaw with a pop, opening his mouth wide. Eddie looked up in horror, screaming louder at the sight. Steve quickly engulfed the man’s head in his maw, shoving him in. He swallowed, muffling the screams which were now growing desperate. Eddie struggled, trying to pull his head out but the snake had wrapped his coils around his arms, pinning them to his side. Steve gulped again, pushing him in with his tail while his throat muscles pulled him in. A few more swallows and all that was left was the bottom half of the metalhead’s legs, Steve easily slurping them up and sealing them in with a final gulp. He sighed, feeling the man travel down his body and into his snake stomach.

Eddie was still screaming, but it was heavily muffled. No one but him would hear, meaning they wouldn’t be caught. Satisfied, the half-snake slithered back up to the rafters, hanging the part Eddie was in over them, sort of like a fleshy hammock. He wanted to get back to sleep, but he wasn’t sure he could due to the screams.

“Hey, calm down, okay? You’re fine I’m there, I just needed you to quiet so we would get caught.”

“Fine?! You ate me!“

Steve sighed.

“I can’t digest living things, they have to be dead. And since you are very much alive, you’ll be fine.”

He could tell Eddie absolutely didn’t believe him, but the screaming was quieting, his voice growing horse. The man must’ve been exhausted, because he seemed to be getting tired. Steve sighed, getting comfortable. He might be able to get back to his nap. He didn’t quite know what to think about his new roommate, but at least he wouldn’t be so alone all the time, right?

[shadowdaddies]

Hi! Can you do an Azriel x fem!Illyrian!tall!reader where they are mates and the bond snapped for her but not for him yet and she doesn’t say anything because of his thing with Elain. They just stay friends. They are spies together and go on a mission and something happens where they have a fight and he leaves her to do the mission alone and she ends up getting kidnapped and tortured. By the time the bat boys find her, her wings had been burned and healed over so they are covered in scars and she was clipped so she can never fly again. And maybe the reader never says Azriel’s name even after centuries of being friends. Just calls him by nicknames but when she’s being tortured that all she’s calling. Ugh my heart. Long request, very angsty with hurt and comfort but a happy ending

I teared up a little bit writing this. What a beautiful request, thank you for sending it in and for being patient through the holidays as I got to it. 💜

In Every Lifetime

Azriel x Reader angst to fluff

Warnings: explicit torture, blood, mentions of death, etc

Your shriek pierced through the air, drowning out the sound of Hybern’s naga-hound as its claws shredded Azriel’s wings. Tears brimming in your eyes, an unknown force propelled you towards him as you cut the hound down with your sword, looking up in search of hazel eyes, only to find them locked on the beautiful Archeron sister in his arms. 

The snap in your chest felt nothing like the electric warmth you’d heard of from others. Instead, it was as though someone tore each chord of your heartstrings from your chest as you watched Azriel - your mate - leave Hybern’s camp with Elain in his arms. 

Caught up in the stresses and planning of battle, no one paid mind to your solemn mood. No one saw the single tear that tracked down your cheek when you watched Azriel give Truth-Teller to Elain. 

When the war ended, your family assumed that your depression was a result of trauma from the battle, and you let them. Months passed in a daze as you forced your body to ignore the call it felt towards Azriel. Your name on his lips, the feel of his hand on your shoulder - any interaction with Azriel was too much for you to bear.

What your family did not miss was how you became a shell of your former self. Nearly a year had passed since the war ended, and you could not look Azriel in the eyes anymore. Couldn’t forget how they looked at Elain, her hand brushing his at family dinners. Your reclusion expanded to the rest of your family, unable to lift your eyes or meet them in conversation at dinners, the pure fear of what you might unleash if you saw Elain’s hand on your mate. You knew that you had no claim over Azriel. He was not even aware of the mating bond, and you couldn’t tell him so long as he cared for Elain. 

Heart sinking exceptionally low in your chest, you pushed the food around on your plate as thoughts eddied in your mind, only to be interrupted by Rhysand clearing his throat.

You looked up, violet eyes watching you with poorly veiled concern as he addressed you again. “I said that I need you to join Azriel on a trip to the Autumn Court. Eris believes that Beron may be considering an alliance with Koschei. The two of you will travel there tomorrow night while Eris helps you sneak into Beron’s office for any intel.”

Teeth bit down harshly on your lip, fingers clenching around the fork in your hand as you fought the urge to look at Azriel. With a deep sigh, you managed to meet Rhys’s gaze as you gave him a curt nod. 

“Tomorrow night. See you then, shadowsinger,” you nodded to Azriel, shooting up from your seat at the table and excusing yourself without another word.

The next day was spent preparing, mentally and physically, for your trip. You packed your bag with your regular weapons, arming your body for a stealth mission, arming your mind for mental torture. Azriel’s knock sounded on your door right on time, a shaky exhale leaving your lips before you turned the handle.

“Are you ready?” Azriel spoke, voice low and shaky as though he were afraid of your response. You simply nodded, eyes only able to meet the lower half of his face as you attempted a weak smile. With a small sigh, Azriel placed a hand on your arm. You flinched at the touch, missing the silver lining his hazel eyes at your reaction.

Darkness swirled around you, familiar shadows encompassing your forms as Azriel spirited you both away to the Autumn Court. You landed just outside the Forest House, following Azriel as he directed you behind him against the stone wall. 

“We should receive a signal from Eris once it’s safe to enter. Just stay close to me, please,” he whispered, pleading in his tone as you once again refused to meet his gaze. With a silent nod, you trailed quietly behind Azriel in the grass, both of you keeping your wings tucked in tight as the shadows covered you from sight of the guards.

An odd, unfamiliar bird call sounded in the distance and you froze, instantly on alert. Azriel, though, visibly relaxed as a small smile graced his full lips. “That’s the signal,” he said, holding out his hand once more as you forced yourself to take it. The warmth of his touch sent your reeling, your only salvation being the onslaught of cold shadows whirling around you once more, carrying you directly to Beron’s office.

“Look around, see if there’s anything in or on Beron’s desk that might show he’s been in communication with Koschei or his allies. I’m going to stand watch outside, see if Eris is able to show with any new information,” Azriel spoke softly, his body tense as he shifted between you and the door.

You nodded dutifully, wasting no time in moving to the desk as you sifted through letters and ledgers. You froze, one parchment catching your eye. “Az, this mentions meeting on a lake-“ 

The cold steel of a blade at your throat took you by surprise, blood running cold as you took note of the three males surrounding you. The one with his blade to your throat gripped your wing harshly, crumpling the sensitive appendage as you crumpled in his hold with a whimper. 

Azriel turned from where he stood in the doorway, jaw going slack as cobalt siphons glared in preparation to fight your captors. A dark laugh sounded behind you as the fragile bones of your wing snapped, shocking pain searing through you as your eyes shot to Azriel’s.

Your world tipped on its axis as you looked into your mate’s hazel eyes for the first time since the bond snapped for you, helplessly watching as Azriel stumbled back in shock and you vanished into thin air in front of him.

You awoke in a dark cellar, the stench of blood and excrement muddying your thoughts as you came to. Cold metal encircled your wrists, a slight tug confirming the heavy iron shackles that held your arms taught above your head.

The taste of iron filled your mouth, red blood coating your tongue as you swiped it along the gash on your busted lip. With a groan, you instinctively moved to stretch your wings, only to feel an excruciating pull against them.

You dared to look up, bile rising in your throat as you took in the sight of your wings nailed to the wall. Spread out on display for your enemies, bleeding from the holes in which iron pierced through them.

“Ah, it’s awake,” a male rumbled as he strode into the room with preternatural grace. You immediately recognized him as one of Lucien and Eris’s brothers - a Lord of the Autumn Court. The two other males you recognized from before flanked him on either side as they stalked towards your limp, bleeding form. “Now we begin.”

Days passed, questions you couldn’t possibly know the answers to being strung at you like arrows to a target. With each failed answer, a slash was delivered to your wings, the once beautiful source of pride for you now a tattered, mangled mess, blood trailing and staining the floor around you.

“I will ask you one last time, where is Gwydion?” the Autumn Lord asked, dagger flipping in his pale hand as amber eyes assessed you. 

“Fuck you,” you spat, blood spewing from your mouth at the venomous male. His nostrils flared, anger rolling from him in waves as the hilt of his dagger clanged against the stone above your wing. Gripping your chin, a wicked smile spread across the male’s face as his arm dragged the blade down.

It cut through your wing like butter, your screams only slightly muffled by the tight grip he held on your chin. Azriel’s face flashed in your mind, your bond subconsciously reaching out to your mate as you realized you would never be together in this life.

Vision turned red, thoughts incoherent from the pain as words were uttered in your ear. You could hear the sick satisfaction in his voice as your torturer dragged the blade down your other wing, fully severing it from your body.

With a sickening sound, your wings slumped to the ground beside you only so briefly before they were lifted up and tossed like sacks of flour to the other males. “Pin them up, so it can have a view while it dies,” the red-haired male ordered before leaving the room.

You were soon alone, vision fading into your old wings in front of you, and out as you pictured Azriel’s face. Leaning back against the jagged stumps where your wings once were, you finally allowed the tears to fall. Perhaps it was selfish when your mate loved another, but all you wanted in your last moments was to feel those hands you’d avoided for months, to look in the depths of golden and green eyes and feel comforted knowing you would find him in the next life.

Your eyes drifted shut, the scent of cedar and mist filling your senses as you thanked the Mother for one last moment of comfort before your life ended. 

Of course, you wouldn’t find peace in the afterlife either. Bright sun filtered into whatever room you were in, the space horribly similar to your home in Prythian as your head pounded in pain. You dared to open your eyes, and for the first time in nearly a year, smile.

Dark curls fell in front of hazel eyes as they focused on you, chilled mist and cedar giving you a dizzying satisfaction.

“I knew I’d find you in  the next life,” you whispered, voice rasp in pain as you looked to Azriel sitting on the bed in front of you.

His brows dipped in confusion, head tilting as a scarred thumb caressed your cheek. “What next life?” he murmured, pain lacing his tone.

Your eyes fluttered shut once more, already tired from the effort of speaking. “In the last life, you loved Elain. But I knew I would find you in the next. I’m your mate in every world, and I’ll wait until you love me back, Az,” you admitted, half-asleep as you melted into the soft cushion under your head.

You heard a gasp, your eyes straining to open as Azriel looked down at you. Tears fell freely down his flushed cheeks, lip wobbling as his hands cupped your face. “I love you. In this life, and every other. I am so, so sorry that I failed you.”

Reaching a hand up to hold his, you savored the warmth against your cheek and smiled. “I will find you in every lifetime, Azriel. Be whatever you need.”

Leaning down, Azriel pressed his forehead to yours as he breathed, “You are all I need. In every lifetime.” 

Patting the bed, you urged Azriel into the space next to you, falling asleep in your mate’s arms, filled with a deep peace unlike that which you had ever known.

Part Two

[corroded-hellfire]

Prompt Day 4: Eddie

Word Count: 994

Rating: G

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Reader

CW: Language

Summary: A collection of Eddie's reaction to different parts of the book A Court of Thorns and Roses. Inspired by those wives who filmed their husbands' reactions to the books and provided me with hours of entertainment.

@corrodedcoffinfest

A sigh and the closing of a book has you looking away from your own book and over at your husband on the other end of the couch. Your eyes dip down to Eddie’s lap where your copy of A Court of Thorns and Roses lays shut. A look back up at Eddie’s face, staring towards the carpet while in thought, gives you no further clues as to why he has stopped reading.

“What’s up, Eds?” you ask.

He lets out another sigh and drops his hands to the cover of the paperback that’s balancing on his thighs. 

“What the actual fuck?” he starts off. “Feyre kills a wolf—because apparently, she’s the only one supporting her family! So, it’s some faerie wolf and it’s supposed to be a life for a life kind of thing? But then this fucking creature busts down the door all viciously and then is like, ‘nah I’ll just have you come live with me instead.’ What?”

As hard as you try to contain your amusement, a small giggle slips out. You tilt your head as you look at your husband, confusion creased on his forehead.

“You haven’t seen anything yet, babe.”

“This book has some weird as shit names for creatures,” is how Eddie greets you when you step into the bedroom, just out of the shower with a towel wrapped around you. 

“Says the Dungeon Master,” you tease as you walk towards your dresser. “There are no demogorgons in that book.”

“No,” Eddie counters, “just the Suriel. Nagas. The Spring Court is a goddamn death trap! And that’s even before we met this other guy who I just know is gonna cause chaos in some way later. Rhysand. Dude seems dark and I can’t say I hate it.”

You focus on keeping your jaw clenched tightly as you change into one of Eddie’s old t-shirts. If this was the other way around, Eddie would’ve already slipped up and spoiled something as big as Rhys’s role in the series, but you knew watching this all unfold before you would be well worth it.

“Feyre is getting all the feels for Tamlin, too.” Eddie looks over and gives you a cheesy grin. “Is that how you felt about me when we first met?”

“No,” you say with an over dramatic sigh. “Maybe you should’ve barged into my home and whisked me away to a magical escape room and I would’ve. But you missed your chance.”

You sit down on the couch after dinner and it’s not thirty seconds before your husband has his head in your lap and gazes at you with those doe brown eyes. 

“Hello to you, too,” you say, immediately reaching down to play with his hair. 

“Lucien is a cool dude,” Eddie says. “I like him a lot. I hope he doesn’t die.”

“You’ll just have to keep reading to find out,” you tease. 

Eddie raises his arm in the air and it’s the first time you notice he has the book in his hand.

“Gonna start now,” he says. “I think some shit’s about to go down.”

It’s impossible not to watch Eddie’s face as he finishes up reading the first book. The man has always been one of the most expressive people you know and that includes while reading as well. His facial expressions provide grade A entertainment. 

Finally, Eddie closes the book and drops it on the couch cushion beside him. He releases a long breath, followed by an even longer inhale. 

“So Rhys did have reasons,” he starts, nodding his head as he speaks. “He wasn’t just the asshole we were led to believe he was. I actually think I like him the best. Tamlin’s alright and I do like Lucien a lot. But I felt more of a connection with Rhys.”

You listen to him, a smile on your face. The whole time he’s been reading the book you’ve been anxious to see what he’ll think of the end.

“A lot happens, doesn’t it?” you ask.

“Hits the ground running,” Eddie agrees. “Feyre’s tests were brutal. That worm maze was badass though! And I’m glad Amarantha is dead. God, what a bitch.”

“What part were you reading where your nostrils were flaring?” you ask with a giggle. “You looked pissed.”

Eddie thinks for a moment, then his head lifts and he snaps his fingers.

“That was when, ugh,” Eddie pauses, an irritated groan rumbling from his chest, “when Tamlin doesn’t do a fucking thing to help Feyre! Holy shit. Just sits there on the throne except when he gets to make out with her. Jesus Christ. If that were you, I would’ve been out of that goddamn seat and taking anyone down I had to to keep you safe.”

His impassioned words make your heart flutter.

“My High Lord,” you coo.

Your husband seems to like that, a smirk growing on his face as he noticeably looks you up and down.

“You know,” Eddie drawls. “I do have those pointed Elven ears. They could definitely be fae ears.”

Slowly, you push yourself up out of your chair and saunter over to the couch. Eddie leans back as you climb into his lap, straddling his thighs. 

“Eddie Munson, High Lord of the Hellfire Court,” you say, wrapping your arms around your husband’s neck. 

“Mmm,” Eddie hums, angling his head down to press a few kisses along your throat. “Maybe then you could wear the ears and be my Feyre, let me cover your body in paint.”

“Technically she was still a human at that point so she wouldn’t have the pointed ears,” you say softly into his ear. 

Eddie’s fingers dig into your sides, tickling you until a shriek squeaks from your lips.

“Had to ruin the moment with your nerd knowledge, huh?” Eddie asks with a playful smirk. 

A smug grin lights up your face as you answer him.

“About time you got a taste of your own medicine, Munson.”

[reallyromealone]

ROMEALONES KINKTOBER LIST

ROMEALONES KINKTOBER LIST

DAY 🎃ONE 🎃 APHRODISIAC - tighnari

DAY🎃 TWO 🎃 MARKING - Doma

DAY 🎃THREE🎃 BREEDING -Aizawa

DAY🎃 FOUR🎃 COSTUME - Dazai

DAY 🎃FIVE🎃 DADDY KINK - timeskip!kemma(canon)

DAY🎃 SIX🎃 SENSORY DEPRIVATION - Toji fushiguro

DAY 🎃SEVEN🎃 PET PLAY - CYNO

DAY🎃 EIGHT🎃 SOMNOPHILIA - SHANKS

DAY 🎃NINE🎃 DIRTY TALK -ITACHI

DAY 🎃TEN🎃 DRY HUMPING - SEBASTIAN

DAY 🎃ELEVEN🎃 CAR SEX - Eddie Munson

DAY 🎃TWELVE🎃 FACE SITTING - Smiley

DAY 🎃THIRTEEN🎃 LINGERIE - kuroo testuro

DAY 🎃FOURTEEN🎃 COCKWARMING - Kyoya ootori

DAY🎃 FIFTEEN🎃 MONSTER - Sidon

DAY 🎃SIXTEEN🎃 CORRUPTION - Pantalone x

DAY 🎃SEVENTEEN🎃 DOUBLE PENITRATION - NAGA! Sephiroth

DAY🎃 EIGHTEEN🎃 SEX TAPE - Illumi

DAY🎃 NINETEEN🎃BRAT TAMING -Crewel

DAY 🎃TWENTY🎃 BODY WORSHIP - Mikey

DAY 🎃TWENTY-ONE🎃 SOUND KINK - KINUKIDA

DAY🎃 TWENTY-TWO🎃 SHOWER SEX - NOZEL

DAY 🎃TWENTY THREE🎃 PHONE SEX - GOJO

DAY 🎃TWENTY-FOUR🎃 THIGH RIDING -MUZAN

DAY 🎃TWENTY-FIVE🎃 SPANKING - lucifer

DAY 🎃TWENTY-SIX🎃 HUMILIATION - overhaul

DAY 🎃TWENTY-SEVEN🎃 CUCKHOLDING - LEVI AND ERWIN MODERN AU

DAY🎃 TWENTY EIGHT🎃 AGE DIFFERENCE - ENDEAVOUR

DAY 🎃TWENTY NINE🎃 FOOD PLAY - Beelzebub

DAY 🎃THIRTY🎃 TOYS - ASOMODIUS

DAY 🎃THIRTY ONE 🎃 AFTERCARE - BRUCE

[yandereaffections]

Venom Masterlist

Venom

Venom fueling Eddies Yandere traits

Arguing with Eddie

Eddie + Venom Sharing S/o

Venom being S/os Symbiote

Fluff Headcannons

S/o who grew up in a Abusive household

Avenger S/o

High Functioning Autistic S/o

Naga Venom

Nuclear Apocalypse

Naive Naga S/o

Stalking S/o as they dance around

Stalking S/o after work

S/o who needs asmr to sleep

Venom (obviously)

Poly Venom + Eddie NS FW headcannons

[polarspaz]

HOOO boy I’ve had a nasty cold for about a week now, but I’m finally starting to get better! Sketched these out while looking at some references, wanted to see what Naga Steve would look like in a more realistic style.

-Another tidbit about this AU. After becoming good friends with Steve, Eddie decides to get the back his hands and fingers tattooed with tiny black scales. They’re some of the most painful tattoos he’s ever gotten, but he’s damn proud of them when they’re done.

-He surprises Steve with them a few days later while they’re lounging on the porch, soaking in the last few hours of sunlight. He takes off his gloves and splays his hands out before a stunned Steve and says “Hope you don’t mind me stealing your look.”

-Steve is too flabbergasted to say anything at first. He just grabs Eddie’s hands and studies the tiny delectate ink work. “But...why?” Steve can’t help but ask. He can’t comprehended why anyone would want to look like him, and yet here was Eddie doing just that.

-Eddie’s smile softens at Steve’s visible confusion. “I just told ya, I think you’re look is cool. Do you like them?” He asks, wiggling his fingers

-And to Steve’s surprise he answers “Yeah...actually. I do.”

[eminsunnytoons123]

Class of 3000 Monster AU:

When the sun goes down, And the Moon comes up...

Since I have Said yesterday in my cool kitties a.k.a kaylie x Mackenzie post that I'm helping Eli @cheezekennith with her OWN co3k Monster AU since I even have my own called "class of 3000 haunted School AU", heres how I Drew Sunny And the kiddos even the logo =^_^=

So, Eli had a thought of the characters being different yokais And more mythical Creatures, And I honestly fell inlove with her AU =^.^=

And we even decided what species should each character be, so heres the list just incase:

Sunny is a dullahan, lil' D is the Kappa, Madison is the rokurokubi, Tamika is the Medusa, philly Phil is the chimera, Eddie is the tsuchigumo, kim And kam are scylla and charybdis (I more made them look like connected twins), Salieri is the vampire, lil' G is a zombie, Freddie is a jiangshi, Addison is a krasue, Bambi is the hachishakusama, Brooklyn Bill is the nue, jim And Jam are the Dragons, Mila is the kitsune (humanoid one), Bianca is the jorogumo, cheddar man is the humanoid kraken (or Cecila according to @cheezekennith since cheddar man while have the kraken tentacles as his legs), Kaylie is the werecat, Mackenzie is the nekomata, Big D is the ogre, Mr Yin And Mr Min are the nagas, principal luna is the onryo, Petunia Squattinchowder a.k.a lunchlady is the onra, dr nefario is a ghost And Tanya is the akaname =^.^=

Note 1: And I gave them quite some details, but I wanted to still make them still look like humans but with a little bit or even more Monster features ^///^

Note 2: this AU doesnt Belong to me, Eli had this idea for HER Monster AU, but I will make the species kinda similar in my "class of 3000 haunted School" AU but with different lore.

I hope y'all will like this =^/////^= 🖤♥️

[gttinyprincess]

Thief sneak peek

(Y/N)'s heart thunders in his ears as he's moved closer to the parted jaws. "No wait, please!" He begs terrified.

The world seems to come to a stop and then slowly the man rights his head, big brown doe eyes finding the wriggling tiny caught in his grasp. "Holy shit" he gasps dropping the little mouse, human, thing into the palm of his hand. Leaning in to try and get a better look at the tiny creature.

The theme is 💫misunderstandings💫😌

[blackmambaboobs]

Requests Are Open (Read First, Please)!

Howdy! I’m in the mood to write Reader insert stuff and wanted to let you know what I will and won't write! But first, introductions! A little bit about me: I'm Rot, 20, I use they/them pronouns and have been writing since I was young! I love to write about the fandoms I hyperfixate on and share my work with others that are into the same stuff as me! Note: I will often go without writing for weird lengths of time and that includes answering requests. This is due to my Executive Dysfunction and other mental health issues, so please be patient with me! I also like to post my drawn art on here as well from time to time!

Fandoms: ⭐ FNAF: Security Breach: Monty, Chica, Roxy, Freddy, Sundrop, Moondrop ⭐ Star Wars (The Mandalorian, The Book Of Boba Fett, Clone Wars, etc'): Boba, Paz, Fennec, Din, Plo Koon, Poe, Kylo, K2SO, Grievous, Han, Darth Maul ⭐ TF2: Engineer, Sniper, Spy, Scout, Medic, Heavy, Demoman, Soldier, Pyro, Ms. Pauling, Saxton ⭐ Transformers (TFP, TFA, Gen 1, RID2015, and MTMTE): Any ⭐ Call Of Duty: Konig, Ghost, John, Soap, Alejandro, Rudy, Gaz, Keegan, Roach, Valeria, Krueger, Graves ⭐ Overwatch (1, 2): Reaper, Sombra, Soldier 76, Tracer, Genji, Hanzo, Reinhardt, Ramattra, Zenyatta, Maximilien, Cole, Doomfist, Mauga, Lifeweaver, Mercy, Moira, Sigma, Venture, D.Va, Roadhog, Junkrat, Widowmaker, Lucio, Zarya ⭐ Poppy Playtime: Catnap, Dogday, Huggy Wuggy ⭐ Pressure: Painter, Sebastian ⭐ Marvel: Ultron, Tony, Steve, Bucky, Wanda, Natasha, Bruce, Sam Wilson, Loki, Deadpool, Logan, Colossus, Venom, Eddie, Doc Ock, The Spot (Spider-Verse), Miguel (Spider-Verse), Spider Noir (Spider-Verse), Peter B. Parker (Spider-Verse), Cable ⭐ JJBA: Jotaro (Adult only), Jonathan, Avdol, Polnareff, Holy, DIO, N'Doul, Rohan, Bruno, Abbacchio Risotto, Ghiaccio, Jolyne, Ermes, Weather Report, Anasui Monsters/Creatures: ⭐ Centaurs ⭐ Elves ⭐ Demons ⭐ Angels ⭐ Orcs ⭐ Dragons ⭐ Hybrids ⭐ Nagas ⭐ Harpies ⭐ Mermaids ⭐ Vampires ⭐ Werewolves ⭐ Cyclops ⭐ Driders ⭐ Gargoyles ⭐ Ghosts ⭐ Aliens ⭐ Robots/Androids ⭐ Shadow beings ⭐ Anything tentacle related ⭐ Dullahans ⭐ Kitsunes Will Write About: ⭐ Smut ⭐ Suggestive ⭐ Angst ⭐ Fluff ⭐ SFW ⭐ Violence/Gore ⭐ Dub-Con ⭐ Anything mental/physical health conditions or illnesses related (as long as I'm familiar with the said condition or illness) ⭐ Anything death related ⭐ Different cultures or traditions (as long as I'm familiar with said cultures or traditions, I'm not trying to stereotype or offend others in any way) ⭐ Self-harm scars ⭐ Alcohol ⭐ Drugs (Only about Weed and Shrooms) ⭐ Smoking/vaping ⭐ Anything medical related (as long as I'm familiar with it) ⭐ Group sex ⭐ A/B/O (Omegaverse) ⭐ AUs Won't Write About: ⭐ Incest/Stepcest ⭐ Rape/Non-Con ⭐ Pedophilia  ⭐ Zoophilia/Beastiality ⭐ Self-harm/Suicide  ⭐ Cheating (infidelity) ⭐ Any kinks or fetishes related to scat, urine, feet, death, vore, ageplay, or CNC ⭐ Substance abuse or addictions ⭐ Orgies ⭐ Anything Proship/comship related ⭐ Anything that encourages or agrees with illegal and/or harmful activities ⭐ OCs/FCs Note: I only do gender neutral Reader (unless you specifically request AFAB, AMAB, or Intersex) and will only do four characters at a time for multiple character headcanons! If you aren't sure if what you requested is allowed or you have questions, just ask! I'll gladly let you know! If I write about a topic or subject (medical, cultures, etc') incorrectly, please be patient with me and inform me!

[chaoticcat32]

Another shorter little naga Steve🐍

Eddie was running for his life. He had left the abandoned barn the kids had put him up in like an idiot. He knew they’d be sure to tell him that. But he just had to get away from that snake guy, who he learned was Steve fucking Harrington, the king of Hawkins, after being stuck in there with him for so long. Sure, he was happy to not be all by himself in there like he was at the boat house, at least he had some company. But the dude fucking swallowed him when they first met.

He claimed it was because Eddie was being too loud. Eddie had been screaming because, you know, he was locked in an old barn with a fucking snake dude. Eddie didn’t really mind snakes, he’d even thought about getting one as a pet at one point, but this was a snake person, which were two completely different things.

Eddie had climbed out a window while Steve slept up in the rafters, landing on the ground and running as fast as he could away from the barn. He knew he couldn’t just go into town, people were looking for him, after all, so he decided to run into the woods.

Turns out, the jocks on the basketball team were also looking in the woods for him. ‘Hunt the freak’, right? He’d been running through the trees for a while when he’d run into them. Literally. He ran himself right into the chest of Jason Carver, head of the Hawkins High basketball team while looking behind him to make sure Steve wasn’t following.

“Hey watch where you’re goi- is that the freak?!”

Eddie’s head snapped up at the voice, looking up from where he fell on the ground.

“Shit!”

Jason grabbed the front of his shirt, lifting him up and getting in his face.

“Well, well, well, what do we have here?”

“I, uh-“

Eddie brought his knee up into Jason’s crotch and he yelled, letting go of him and putting both his hands over his jewels.

Eddie turned and ran back in the direction he came from, beelining it back to the abandoned barn, yelling “shit, shit, shit!” The entire time.

“Don’t just stand there, you idiots, get him!” Jason shouted in rage at the others just standing around him.

Eddie ran and ran as fast as he could, incredibly lucky that he was able to get a head start from the jocks. He was fast, but he definitely wasn’t as fast as them. They were athletes, and he was far from it.

He gasped in relief when he finally saw that old red barn ahead of him and through the trees, but he could also hear the jocks catching up behind him. He ran even faster across the open stretch between the forest and the barn, coming around the front when he reached it.

He pulled open the door to the barn and jumped inside, turning to shut it behind him.

He never got to, though, because he felt a large, long scaley tube wrap around his midsection and yank him up into the rafters, causing him to let out a small yelp. He looked up only to be face-to-face with an angry snake. Steve was looking at him, fangs bared and forked tongue flicking out of his mouth in an annoyed fashion.

“Where the hell have you been, Munson?”

“L-look uh, I can explain b-but I’m in kind of a pinch right now, I need to close the door!”

Steve heard the jocks getting closer to the barn and snarled, looking back at Eddie.

“You’ve really done it now, Munson, haven’t you?”

Eddie shrugged and smiled sheepishly at him.

Steve sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose and thinking. His annoyed expression quickly turned into a grin.

“I have an idea, Munson,” he said with a smile, “but you’re not gonna like it.”

Eddie's face immediately fell.

“Wait! No, no, no, not again!”

The jocks were closing in at this point, almost right outside the door at this point.

“Fine,” Eddie said, squeezing his eyes shut, “Just get it over with.”

Steve opened his maw wide, his jaw unhinging like a snake’s, and shoved Eddie’s head inside just as the jocks made it into the barn, bursting through the open door.

“Where the hell did he go?”

The jocks stand there in confusion, looking all around the barn for possible places where Eddie could’ve hidden. This is, until they hear a loud gulp from above them.

Steve had just taken his first gulp of Eddie Munson, the bullies underneath them snapping their heads up in the direction of the sound. They didn’t see anything at first, until one must’ve caught sight of a section of his tail.

“Holy shit! Look at that huge-ass snake up there!” One of them said, pointing up at him.

Their eyes trailed across the scaly tail, following as it got thicker and thicker, winding through the wood in the rafters. Then Steve took another gulp. Their eyes snapped immediately to where the sound came from, only to see the bottom half of one Eddie Munson hanging out of the freakishly human-like face of the large snake. The rest of the tail was wrapped around the metalhead’s legs.

The teens' faces morphed into expressions of horror, looking on as the snake-man took another gulp of the guy they’d been chasing.

By the third gulp, only Eddie’s legs were out of the mouth, and the snake easily slurped them down like a pair of noodles, gulping in quick succession.

The jocks just stared dumbly, not knowing what else to do but stand there.

“Hey, uh… does that snake guy kinda remind you of Steve Harrington?”

One of the other teens looked over to him.

“Steve?! As in King Steve?!”

They began arguing about whether or not the snake looked like Steve. He had been gone for a while, but most thought he just left Hawkins, even for a little bit. They’re arguing turned into shouting, them being obviously scared and trying to think about something other than what they just witnessed.

“Well whatever it is, at least it got rid of the freak.” Said a particularly bold member of the basketball team.

They then heard someone clear their throat directly behind them.

“Forget about something?”

They all whipped around and found themselves face to face with the snake man.

Steve bared his fangs, growling at all of them and snapping his teeth. He slithered closer, making himself taller and looking larger than he really was, claws out.

The smell of ammonia filled the air as a few of the jock’s pants started to grow wet. Steve snickered, his fangs on full display and they all turned around and ran out the door. If they had tails, they’d certainly be between their legs.

One man lingered behind, stepping backwards slowly out the door.

“Y-you, you don’t scare me, freak!” Jason yelled, raising his fist.

Steve’s amused expression fell, and he slithered directly up in Jason’s face.

“You wanna join him?” He said, opening his mouth wide enough to fit Jason’s head.

Jason stumbled back when he felt a small tug at his foot, looking down to see a thin coil around his ankle. He screamed and fell over, quickly getting up and scrambling to get away, running off after his friends into the woods.

Steve smirked and shut the barn door behind him, slithering back up and into the rafters where he was relaxing before. He purposely hung the section of coils that Eddie was currently trapped in, like a living hammock for the metalhead.

“Uh, thanks Steve. You can let me out now?”

Steve snorted.

“Yeah, I’m not going through all that work to get you out when it’s your fault you’re in there in the first place. Plus I have to make sure you don’t escape again. Get comfortable in there, I’m going back to my nap.”

Eddie sighed. He really didn’t know what he expected, but he decided that he’d better take Steve’s advice and get comfortable, which wasn’t very hard as the flesh surrounding him was soft and warm, plus he’d always liked hammocks.

Both boys settled down to sleep, hanging from the rafters in the safe abandoned barn.

[bookgeekgrrl]

My media this week (9-15 Jul 2023)

ˢᵗᶦˡˡ ᵃᵇˢᵒˡᵘᵗᵉˡʸ ᵉⁿᶜʰᵃⁿᵗᵉᵈ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵒᵇˢᵉˢˢᵉᵈ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵗʰᶦˢ ˢʰᵒʷ ⁻ ˡᵉᵍᶦᵗ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᶦᵍʰˡᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵐʸ ʷᵉᵉᵏ

📚 STUFF I READ 📚

🥰 The Man Behind the Curtain (seitentaisei) - 71K, SuperBat getting together fic - "A character study of Bruce Wayne, the Batman, as told by Clark Kent as he sorts through the stories, the acting, and the news to find the real man behind the masks. What exactly can Clark do if he maybe finds himself falling in love along the way?"

😍 Casual Encounters (MoreThanSlightly (cadignan)) - 66K, modern no-powers shrinkyclinks - always forget just how incredible this fic is! the pining and angst are truly exquisite while we know they're being two dumbasses standing in a pine forest. plus the descriptions of steve's painting are incredible.

😊 Dear Enemy (GingerTodgers) - 69K, drarry - breezy & lighthearted epistolary fic, some voices maybe a trifle OOC but entertaining

💖💖 +147K of shorter fic so shout out to these I really loved 💖💖

king (nerd) steve harrington (sky_of_starflowers) - Stranger Things: steddie, 3K - steve accidentally reveals his nerdy side and eddie *really* likes it

Dustin Henderson and the Lovebirds (pukner) - Stranger Things: steddie, 9K - "five times Dustin Henderson was subjected to Eddie Munson being gross and sappy and in love with Steve Harrington, and one time Steve didn't even have to be there" - short but absolutely hilarious with excellent podfic (I read the fic and then listened to the podfic the next day, so great both times!)

“Never So Young As That”: 20 Years of the Boy with a Bat (greatunironic) - Stranger Things: steddie, 6K - lovely new vingette in this universe

Patterns of Intention (drunktuesdays) - TW: sterek, 17K - canon-divergent post s3?, stiles and derek decide to take lessons from deaton and then feelings [technically a reread but it's been at least 5 years]

serpentine serenade (thiccbuckybarnes) - MCU: stucky, 3K - antastic & filthy pwp with naga!steve and modern (but still former WS) bucky [reread]

Beyond the Yellow Book Road (crinklefries) - MCU: shrunkyclunks, 30K - wonderful and tender shrunkyclunks where steve discovers 1 thing from his past that's still around -- a beloved bookstore now run by bucky [reread]

📺 STUFF I WATCHED 📺

D20: A Crown of Candy - "Keep Sharp" (s5, e3)

D20: Adventuring Party - s1, e1

D20: Adventuring Party - s1, e2

D20: Adventuring Party - s1, e3

D20: Dungeons and Drag Queens - "The Time Has Come" (s18, e3)

D20: Adventuring Party - "The Dice Tell The Story" (s13, e3)

D20: A Crown of Candy - "The Grand Tournament" (s5, e4)

🎧 PODCASTS 🎧

Hit Parade Plus - The Bridge: So Excited and Breaking Out

Rivals: Music's Greatest Feuds - Suspicious Minds: Elvis Presley vs. Jerry Lee Lewis

50 Years of Hip-Hop - Hip-Hop's Origins

⭐ 50 Years of Hip-Hop - Scratching and the Art of DJing

50 MPH - 4 MPH / Paramount Hits the Brakes

The Soundtrack Show - Great Melodies Tell Great Stories

50 Years of Hip-Hop - 1975: "Let's Take It to the Stage" by Funkadelic

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Gunnar Schonbeck Exhibit

Rachel Maddow Presents: Déjà News - Episode 4: “It’s a Very Short Path”

The Sporkful - 2 Chefs And A Lie: Name That Mustard Edition

50 MPH - 5 MPH / New Life at a New Fox

50 Years of Hip-Hop - 1977: Grand Wizzard Theodore and the Invention of Scratching

50 Years of Hip-Hop - 1979: "Rapper's Delight" by Sugarhill Gang

50 Years of Hip-Hop - 1980: "The Breaks" by Kurtis Blow

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⭐ Shedunnit - Editing Agatha Christie

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - A Friendly Town With An Ax To Grind

Stuff The British Stole - The Unfinished Prince

Switched on Pop - Speak Now (about Taylor's versions)

Vibe Check - Life Has Been Lifing Lately

ICYMI Plus - Has Black Twitter Found A New Home?

⭐ Ologies with Alie Ward - Curiology (EMOJI) Part 2 with Various Emoji Experts

Simply Reflecting - You Mean I Have To Advocate For Myself?

Decoder Ring Plus - The Great Parmesan Cheese Debate

Our Opinions Are Correct - The State of the Galaxy

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99% Invisible #544 - Chick Tracts

The Atlas Obscura Podcast - Man’s Best (Stiff) Friends

⭐ 50 Years of Hip-Hop - 1983: The Wu-Tang Clan and Asian Influences in Hip-Hop

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Re: Dracula - Bonus 5: Producing The Wright Way

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Strong Songs - "Everybody Wants to Rule the World" by Tears For Fears

Off Menu - Ep 196: Toheeb Jimoh

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Under The Covers Vol. 1 [Matthew Sweet & Susanna Hoffs] {2006}

Under The Covers Vol. 2 [Matthew Sweet & Susanna Hoffs] {2009} 

Under The Covers Vol. 3 [Matthew Sweet & Susanna Hoffs] {2013} 

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Classic Sunny Afternoon

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Lord of The Lost Radio • Familiar

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Ideas Ideas Ideas

Y'all ready for some shenanigans? Well I have a doc that just lists all my Steddie fic ideas. Here is a list of the Titles, not including any context or descriptions. These will all eventually be written and posted on AO3

You're a monster (so am I)

Naga!Eddie

Into the Upside Down

The Pirate and The Prince

Witcher au

Eddie is 010

Everyone is a secret monster

Ghost!Eddie

Cryptid!Eddie

Lake Creature!Eddie

Assassin x Assassin au

Demon!Eddie

Chubby Steve fluff fic

Vamp!Eddie x Monster Hunter!Steve

Alien!Eddie

Demo-bat!Eddie (monstrous)

Demon lord!Eddie x Knight!Steve]

Dragon Shifter!Eddie

Were-demo beast!Steve

Sacrifice!Steve x God!Eddie

Everyone's an animal

Golden Compass au

DBH AU

Bat Boys

Prince!Steve x Guard!Eddie

Zombie!Eddie

Spiderman!Steve x Venom!Eddie

I don't care if these ideas are unoriginal or if anyone reading wants to use one of these ideas! They give me joy so I shall write them. Also yes I'm aware almost all of these are aus and a ton of them involve Eddie being anything other than human. shhhhhhhh

[yanderefairyangel]

I remember seeing a stupid take that blamed FE7 for popularizing the idea that dragons are an oppressed minority instead of being high entities of power that oppressed the people. People really can't let go of HFY.

They must have never played Fe 1 I guess lol.

But also Anon, that makes me think of something I recently discussed with someone on TwiTX and that is that people wants to put everything 3H did to all of Fe's narrative cause they look at it and took it at face value. Like how people can't see the meaning between all of FE's antagonist who do a better job in symbolism then the Agarthans.

So they do the same with FE as a whole about the dragons. FE always had that theme of Dragons being like human, heck that's even why they can have children together. They can co-exist, and while dragon can commit mistakes and become evil, they are like humans : we can commit mistakes and do evil. And in general what drives dragon to that is the greed of humanity.

The Nabateans might have never been called dragon, but they are exactly that as well, which is why SS felt like the only real traditonal FE route of 3H imo. The Nabateans also suffered the same fate as many Manaketes, persecuted by humans, and in the context of 3H the Agarthans. Rhea is not an all powerful being, she is very human like : she makes mistakes and follow her ideology, so she is pretty much a foil to Eddie on that regard.

As for Eddie, I'll give 3H the benefit of the doubt that they weren't trying to make her point about Crest itself being bad valid but purposefully gave terrible examples to justify her point.

Anyway, back to the main point. The presence of non humans in FE has always been a way to point out the attrocities we commit. Someone can be like us, have a heart, a soul, a conscience that drives them either to be a good or bad person, the moment we see a difference between us and them, we'll deem them as "non human" "sub humans" "lower then humans" and start perscute them, make them suffer and drives most of them mad. This is a way of critizing how we treat others worse then dirt the moment we see they are different from us instead of accepting them and working to live together in harmony. Fe always has that : Marth and Tiki's frienship, the fact that his descendant shares their bloodline with Naga, Duma and Mila now(they weren't dragon in Gaiden right ?). Tellius have the Laguz. Engage is centered around this thematic which makes it even closer to the likes of the Elibe game. I could go on. 3H also have a bit of that as well with the whole Nabateans were friendly with the Agarthans and were just trying to work their way to cohabitate with them.