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cat3ch1sm · 1 year

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🕯️~ i would say i hope this is the last part of the masterlist, but i think ive learned my lesson. let’s just hope this is done quickly because im going to throw myself into traffic.

🕰️~ a/n after finishing~ GUYS IM FUCKING DONE THANK GOD. NOW I CAN JISY ADD STUFF AS I WRITE INSTEAD OF ALL AT ONCE. IM FREE

🫖~ also this list is subject to updates!! feel free to check this as you please for new works <33

📺~ some fandoms are rarely written for unless requested, so some fandoms have less works than others. however, it doesn’t mean that i won’t write for them freely, and feel free to request for them whenever reqs r open <3

`✦ ˑ ִֶ 𓂃⊹ 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞

light yagami sfw

“double date” with l, light, and misa

when you blush <3

how they take pics with you

light yagami nsfw

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ryuzaki sfw

when you blush <3

how they take pics with you

ryuzaki nsfw

“double date” with l, light, and misa

misa amane sfw

“double date” with l, light, and misa

when you blush <3

misa amane nsfw

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near sfw

when you blush <3

how they take pics with you

near nsfw

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mello sfw

when you blush <3

how they take pics with you

mello nsfw

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matt sfw

when you blush <3

how they take pics with you

matt nsfw

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teru mikami sfw

when you blush <3

teru mikami nsfw

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“double date” with l, light, and misa- Matsuda, Soichiro, Aizawa

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫

gon freeccs sfw

they take care of a baby

killua zoldyck sfw

they take care of a baby

killua x chimera ant reader

kurapika kurta sfw

kurapika with a fem!reader who is often mistaken for a boy

kurapika with enfp reader

a morning with kurapika

kurapika with insecure plus sized reader

kurapika has a nightmare

how they propose

kurapika kurta nsfw

facesitting with kurapika

leorio paladiknight sfw

how they propose

leorio paladiknight nsfw

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chrollo lucilfer sfw

they take care of a baby

you drug their drink

how they propose <3

chrollo lucilfer nsfw

they catch you reading an nsfw book

hisoka morow sfw

they take care of a baby

you drug their drink

how they propose

hisoka morow nsfw

they catch you reading an nsfw book

stuck in a small space with perv hisoka

illumi zoldyck sfw

they take care of a baby

you drug their drink

how they propose

illumi zoldyck nsfw

they catch you reading an nsfw book

feitan portor sfw

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feitan portor nsfw

assassin au- feitan fingers you in the car

misc. characters featured in other hxh works

breeding with uvogin

˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ 𝐬𝐤𝟖 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲

reki kyan sfw

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reki kyan nsfw

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langa hasegawa sfw

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langa hasegawa nsfw

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miya chinen sfw

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cherry blossom sfw

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cherry blossom nsfw

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joe sfw

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joe nsfw

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shadow sfw

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🌿*♡∞:｡.｡ 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐫

sebastian michaelis sfw

when you get catcalled

sebastian michaelis nsfw

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ciel phantomhive sfw

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elizabeth ethel sfw

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grell sfw

when you get catcalled

the undertaker sfw

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the undertaker nsfw

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prince soma sfw

when you get catcalled

agni sfw

agni with an artist/author s/o

when you get catcalled

agni nsfw

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claude faustus sfw

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claude faustus nsfw

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mey-rin sfw

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bardroy sfw

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bardroy nsfw

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finnian sfw

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-ˏˋ♥̩͙♥̩̩̥͙♥̩̥̩ ⑅ 𝐣𝐮𝐣𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐮 𝐤𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐧

itadori yuji sfw

accidental confession smau

they surprise you on v-day- part one

they react to you posting a thirst trap- part one

itadori yuji nsfw

u send an audio of u m4sturb4ting

do they eat 😺

nobara kugisaki sfw

they surprise you on v-day- part one

they react to you posting a thirst trap- part 2

nobara kugisaki nsfw

u send an audio of u m4sturb4ting

do they eat 😺

megumi fushiguro sfw

accidental confession smau

they surprise you on-v day-part one

they react to you posting a thirst trap- part one

megumi fushiguro nsfw

u send an audio of u m4sturb4ting

do they eat 😺

satoru gojo sfw

accidental confession smau

they surprise you on v-day- part two

do they eat 🐱- part 2

they react to you posting a thirst trap- part one

satoru gojo nsfw

u send an audio of u m4sturb4ting

kento nanami sfw

accidental confession smau

they surprise you on v-day

they react to you posting a thirst trap- part 2

kento nanami nsfw

u send an audio of u m4sturb4ting

do they eat 🐱- part 2

ryomen sukuna sfw

they react to you posting a thirst trap- part one

ryomen sukuna nsfw

u send an audio of u m4sturb4ting

do they eat 🐱- part 2

inumaki toge sfw

they surprise you on v-day- part two

they react to you posting a thirst trap- part 2

inumaki toge nsfw

do they eat 😺

maki zenin sfw

they surprise you on v-day- part one

maki kisses u in front of everyone

they react to you posting a thirst trap- part 2

maki zenin nsfw

u send an audio of u m4sturb4ting

pleasuring maki

do they eat 😺?- part one

suguru geto sfw

they surprise you on v-day- part two

they react to you posting a thirst trap- part 2

suguru geto nsfw

u send an audio of u m4sturb4ting

do they eat 🐱- part 2

toji fushiguro sfw

they surprise you on v-day- part two

they react to you posting a thirst trap- part 2

toji fushiguro nsfw

u send an audio of u m4sturb4ting

do they eat 🐱- part 2

yuta okkotsu sfw

they surprise you on v-day- part two

they react to you posting a thirst trap- part two

yuta okkotsu nsfw

do they eat 🐱- part 2

misc. characters featured in other jjk works

. ˚◞♡ ⃗ *ೃ༄ 𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐛

(i barely write for them sorry 😭😭)

haruhi fujioka sfw

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tamaki suoh sfw

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tamaki suoh nsfw

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kyoya ootori sfw

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kyoya ootori nsfw

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kaoru hitachiin sfw

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hitachiin hikaru

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mitsukuni haninozuka (honey) sfw

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takashi morinozuka (mori) sfw

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takashi morinozuka (mori) nsfw

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ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ- 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐦𝐚𝐧

denji sfw

making out with them headcanons

taking care of a baby smau

denji nsfw

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power sfw

making out with them headcanons

taking care of a baby smau

power nsfw

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aki hayakawa sfw

making out with them headcanons

taking care of a baby smau

aki hayakawa nsfw

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himeno sfw

making out with them headcanons

himeno nsfw

himeno distracts you while studying <3

kobeni higashiyama sfw

making out with them headcanons

kobeni higashiyama nsfw

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makima sfw

making out with them headcanons

taking care of a baby smau

makima nsfw

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misc. characters featured in other csm works

#anime #hxh headcanons #hxh memes #chrollo x reader #hunter x hunter #hisoka x reader #l lawliet #death note headcanons #light yagami x reader #illumi x reader

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ghostlyjadee · 5 months

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The HunterxHunter school AU thing makes me laugh sometimes, cause if I think really hard abt it. The ENTIRE chimera ant arc is just Pitou is a bully that Gon hates, and the hunter exam exists only for those who are worthy to learn with elites (In my opinion that's how the exam would be) and greed Island is legit just "Yo, Killua, I just learned my dad made a game when he left me!" And Killua's just like "Well do you know how to operate it...what's the game?" And Gon just shrugs like tf you mean Killua and they go try and find it on Ebay. Lmao.

This is a post that means nothing and my brain is scattered lmao-

#shit post #gon freecs #killua zoldyck #hunter x hunter #HunterxHunter school AU #Weird thoughts #Random

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crusty-chronicles · 11 months

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Hey I loved your kite smut posts, it’s doing things to me mentally, I’ve been reading it everyday for a week now I’m really down bad for this 2d man.

Btw can you please make part 3 (pretty please)

An: Y'all don't realize how down bad I am for this man already. I've got a threesome with him and Ging on the way, another future Chimera Ant Kite (like an Au, just not his canonical little girl form) and now this one. 😭😭😭 I've become a whore.

Okay here we go

Love Me Like I'm Your Last (Part 3)

SCREAMING BC HE'S SO FUCKING PRETTY

SMUT So Minors DNI

Warnings: Fem bodied reader, Sexting, hair pulling, creampie, scratching, biting, unprotected sex, mentions of pregnancy(might be breeding kink), long distance relationship, fluff at the end because I'm soft for this man.

Synopsis: You miss your partner and after finally being able to meet with each other for the first time in months, you two decide to indugle in yourselves for a little while. Part 1, Part 2

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You knew this relationship would be difficult. Especially now that the both of you had split up to travel with your respective parties. Yes you had each other's numbers, but it wasn't face to face.

You couldn't touch him, couldn't bask in his presence. And time had been cut too short last time. You had barely gotten properly dressed by the time the door swung open and in came everyone.

It was only a few days after that when you were once again dragged off to start a new adventure with your boys.

Kite called you as often as he could, which wasn't much considering the continent he was surveying had terrible service.

You'd tried your best to answer each and every one of them, but it was so damn hard to do much when you were being chased down by whatever creature Gon and Killua decided to piss off.

Not to mention fending off that creepy clown.

You were exhausted, and missing his call only made you feel even worse. You hoped Kite didn't think you were ignoring him.

You didn't exactly have the best track record with relationships. Or any serious ones.

But this was one you truly wanted. Kite was sweet. He had a presence that was both calming and intimidating, depending on the person. You found a comfort in his strength along with his unwavering resolve.

Then there was that last factor that had sealed the deal.

The boys both adored him. They respected him. They trusted him.

And in your eyes it was perfect. A partner who didn't mind that you had two children practically hanging off of you. Somebody who made the effort to teach them something.

This was a relationship you were willing to fight for.

But damnit four months was too long.

You were getting restless by the second. Hearing his voice just wasn't enough to satiate the need to have him with you. It wasn't enough to dispel the desire that only grew stronger in his absence. Normally you'd be able to take care of yourself, but your fingers just couldn't compare to his cock. Not since that first time together.

So being the little shit that you were, you figured you'd just give him an incentive to finish up his work sooner.

Making sure your door was locked, you snapped a picture.

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There was a small buzz in Kite's pocket, alerting him to a new message. It was a miracle this building had some semblance of service. He figured it wouldn't hurt to check since it might be important. He was caught off guard to see it was from you.

Meaning that yes, it was very important.

He clicked open the notification and froze.

Now this was different. Did you know you were starting a very dangerous game? Because why, why had you sent this right when he was in a meeting with his team?!?!

He couldn't stop the red that slowly consumed his face the longer he stared. It had been so long. So very long since he last touched you. And now seeing this, your nipples peaking out from the flimsy shirt you were wearing...

He really had to finish this project up as soon as he could.

"You holding up okay there, Kite?" Spin's voice had snapped him out of his thoughts.

He figured he must've looked like a mess from the concerned stares of his team.

"Fine. We'll finish up here by the end of the week, then send everyone home."

He tried his best to sound professional, but his mind kept circling back to that damn picture. Even in spirit you were such a tease.

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You were surprised to say the least. Delighted, but surprised. A message from Kite. There finally must've been some good service, and you briefly wondered if he'd seen your little gift. If he had that sweet flustered expression when he realized what it was.

You clicked open the message and immediately panicked.

You were in public. You were currently having lunch with the boys. And the message you just got was a picture.

A picture of your boyfriend holding his very red and leaky member.

You supposed you deserved it though, you did do it first. And it's not like you were complaining about the image itself, just the setting you were currently viewing it in.

You could make out the small vein that ran along his shaft along with the slight curve upwards. The dribble of pre that had slipped onto his oh so deliciously long fingers. You could feel warmth spread across your face and a desire spark in your gut.

You quickly shut your phone off to avoid the embarrassment that would surely follow if someone saw it.

God you really needed a break to track his ass down.

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Kite was grateful to be back in the comfort of his hotel room again. Just a few more days until he would see you. A few more days until he could touch you.

The thought that he might've went a little too far with the picture he sent crossed his mind. But he knew you. He knew you were direct and preferred it when others were the same.

That didn't mean he wasn't a smidge embarrassed for sending it anyway. He wasn't used to being this forward.

To his surprise there was another buzz coming from his phone. It was from you.

And it was a voice message.

He had a feeling he knew what it was. You were gonna be the death of him. With a slight eagerness, he clicked it.

"Do you, mmm, know how hard it's been for me to cum." He heard you let out a soft whine along with the familiar sound of slick. He had never been so relieved to be alone.

"You've ruined me, you know. I can't satisfy myself without you. And it's not like I have the means to keep any toys around."

Those words had made him harden instantly. To know that you needed him for your pleasure. That your body craved him, and only him.

No toys was just a nice bonus to add onto how tight you'd be when he finally got his hands on you again.

The message ended with a soft moan and the sound of what he could only assume was your fingers moving a steady pace inside you.

He was straining uncomfortably in his pants. Then an idea struck him. He already one-upped you once, what was the harm in going a little further.

You deserved a taste of your own medicine, especially with how painfully hard you just made him.

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You weren't expecting another notification so soon. It was just a few minutes after you tried (and failed) to get rid of your growing sexual frustration.

You had never been so grateful to have the hindsight to book two separate rooms. If things went as planned, Leorio would take the boys off your back for a few days. Plenty of time for you to find your partner and satisfy both your needs.

But for now.....

Oh wow

It was a video this time. How cute, it was like he was competing with you. Maybe next time you'd call him to up the ante once more.

It started and you were once again met with the sight of your boyfriend's cock, his hand wrapped firmly around the base. You could feel the pressure in your core grow.

"Look what you've done, love. You've got me so wound up, I had to end the expedition early just to see you." You watched his hand give firm strokes, stopping every once in a while to thumb the slit of his head. They became faster as he voiced out his frustrations.

"You've been naughty, sending me your tits while I'm working." He let out a groan that made you impossibly wet.

"So desperate for me to be inside you." Then a murmur of 'Just a few more days,' before the screen started shaking in his grip. You didn't think you could take it if he came. The feeling of wanting him inside, all of him, would be too great.

But damnit if you didn't want to see him make a mess all over himself. Your pretty boy come undone from just the thought of you.

"You know, you've ruined me too. I don't think I'll ever truly be satisfied unless I'm so snug inside you, I can't pull out." His breathing got heavier and just before that warm spurt of cum could shoot out, the video ended.

Three days, you'd wait three days before you left to find him.

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You had called him this time, just a few days later. And if he knew you, it was probably a good thing he just checked into another hotel. His last stop before coming back to you.

But things had gone a little differently than expected when he answered. Not in a bad way, god not in a bad way.

He hadn't gotten a word in before you started speaking.

"Open up, loser. I'm here to ride you."

He almost choked from the suddenness. He was not expecting this sudden turn of events. It had slipped his mind that you could find him yourself. And god was he grateful you did. Anymore of your teasing would drive him mad.

"You're at the door?" There was a light tapping that followed.

"Yeah that's me. Unless you've got someone else you're waiting on? But I gotta say, I'm not too fond about sharing."

A jolt of arousal ran through him.

"You're snippier than usual. Are you really that needy, love?" He had unlocked his door and opened it.

He was met with the sight of you and a very playful glint in your eye. The two of you stared at each other for a few seconds. Taking in the appearances you both desperately missed.

"Hi, baby."

Kite's face went a light shade of red at your greeting. For a brief second, the playfulness of your expression melted away into something softer.

"Hi." A few more seconds of peace, and then you had slammed into his chest for a very much needed embrace.

His arms wrapped tightly around your waist and kept you there to plant a kiss on your forehead. You looked up and pulled him back down for a proper one.

It was soft, despite the vulgar circumstances that had brought the two of you together. You parted reluctantly, with Kite chasing after your lips.

"We've got a week all to ourselves," you started.

A week was plenty of time for just yourselves. There would be more intruded on time, but a week was more than enough to feel you scraping your nails down Kite's back as he fucked into you.

You placed a hand on his chest as you took a step into his hotel room.

"Let's have some fun today and spend the rest of the week catching up. Maybe go on a decent date, hmm? What do you say my pretty boy?"

The lust in the air had returned.

"Sounds perfect."

The door shut closed behind you and like a rubber band, the two of you snapped.

Your kisses hungry as Kite pushed you against the wall. Mouth opening quickly to let his tongue dance with yours in a perfect symphony. You let out a whine at the feeling of his hand guiding your leg up around his waist.

His cock pressed deliciously into your moistening core. The friction from the light roll of his hips made your head dizzy.

You'd barley started and already it was becoming too much.

The kiss ended with a string of saliva connecting you two. It broke as you quickly lifted off your shirt and tossed it into an unknown corner.

You squeaked at a harsh grab to your ass.

"Jump." You didn't hesitate to follow his instructions, too focused on the pressure steadily pressing into your cunt to be mean.

You lifted yourself up as Kite's hands went under your ass to secure you. Your legs wrapped around his waist, hands gripping his shoulders for life as his movements became more intense.

Lips attached themselves to your collarbone. The sucking sensation making you push his head down further into your breasts.

The very same that had distracted Kite from his work. The ones he'd be sure to mark up in dark bruises so you knew he only wanted you. The same way you only wanted him.

Your bra was quickly discarded to give him better access. Your chest heaving so hard up and down, it was practically inviting him to take one of your soft buds into his mouth.

"H-hey!" You whimpered out at the feeling of teeth scraping down your nipple. The added stimulation had you clenching around nothing. You reached up and tugged on his silver locks to ground yourself.

You were met with a groan and another squeeze to your ass.

At this rate you'd make a mess in your pants. And judging by the now erratic roll of his hips, so was Kite.

You tugged harder on his scalp as he switched breasts. A well aimed thrust to you clit had you whining.

"Wait, wait, wait! You're gonna make me cum!" You didn't want to climax so early. Not when he hadn't even had a chance to be inside you. That and it would be embarrassing.

Your own fingers had failed you, but just grinding on each other was the thing that would do you in?

Kite detached from your now reddening nipple. His gaze was heated and his face had that flustered expression you loved so much.

"Then cum, since it's what you wanted so badly a few days ago. But we won't be finished until I say so." With another well aimed thrust, you felt white hot pleasure course through your body.

Your legs tensed up tight around him as you felt your pussy clamp down around nothing. A wanton moan slipping past your lips with a new surge of wetness leaking out of you. The coil in your belly at last snapping.

You'd get him back for that. For believing he was the one in control. You wouldn't be done here until you milked his cock for everything he's worth. Until you'd taken every last drop from him.

You came down from your high to see a smug expression on your boyfriend's face. Very pleased with the affect he had on you.

Okay so maybe you'd let him keep topping you. Just for tonight. A shame though, you really wanted to ride his pretty cock.

Your hands released their grip on his hair, instead moving to cup his face.

"You feel that?" You ground your hips down on his hardness, a noticeable wet spot in the middle on your pants.

"You did that to me. You make me so needy that just the thought of you filling me up is enough. You're mine, and I'm never gonna let you go."

Kite couldn't believe that was all it took to have him cumming in his pants. That he was yours, and despite the temporary long distance, your mind hadn't changed.

Your words of affirmation brought him to his peak in a way that had him bitting into your neck to cope with the pleasure.

He was gonna ruin you when he recovered.

You hissed at the sting but cradled his head tucked into your neck. Letting him continue to hump into your clothed cunt until he was satisfied.

You swiped his hat off to get a better look at his expression when he finally separated from your neck.

Lidded eyes and a flush that went from the base of his neck to the tips of his ears.

You weren't so kept together yourself. Chest and neck covered with splotchy bruises, eyes darkened with a certain hunger that was about to be fulfilled.

A soft kiss was pressed to your lips. You returned it, fingers once again threading through silver locks. A murmur of 'I love you,' before you were carried towards the bed.

Your hands went under his shirt, lightly tracing over lean muscle.

"Love you too, now let me see you." Your hands wandered down his torso, stopping at the edge of his turtleneck. With a nod of confirmation, it was lifted up and discarded.

In your desperation to fuck out your frustrations last time, you'd missed the faint scarring that littered his skin. Now that things were going a little slower, you could clearly make them out.

Those damn ants had done a number on him.

But you didn't really mind them. Because to you, Kite was beautiful no matter what. And as he made quick work of your pants, you could tell he really didn't mind either.

"Do you want me to touch you?" His voice sounded a little shy. He could very clearly see the damp spot from when you'd cum earlier. He was more than ready to split your pussy open with his cock, but if wanted to indulge in a little foreplay, he would wait.

"I've waited four months for you. Don't make me wait longer." Your hands tugged at his pants. Seems the both of you couldn't hold back anymore.

So your underwear was pulled down and out of the way along with the rest of Kite's clothes.

Like last time, he made sure to keep one hand intertwined with yours while the other was on your hip.

You almost cried with relief as he sunk in. The stretch felt euphoric. Immediately your legs had wrapped around his waist, trying to push him in deeper. The both of you moaned at the sensation. At the closeness that you'd both been denied.

Kite pulled out slightly, hand gripping yours tightly as he thrusted back in. You were so tight. So perfect and warm. Your walls clinging to him like they'd never let him go.

His own cock making a home for itself inside you. The size reminding you of why you'd officially been ruined for any other man. Filling you so nicely it bumped into your cervix.

Speaking of filling you up...

"We really outta stop doing this without condoms," you whimpered out as he gave another shallow thrust. It's not like you didn't like the idea of kids because you did. You really did. But as of right now, it wasn't ideal. At least not with the current circumstances.

To your surprise, the snap of Kite's hips increased. His pace speeding up, earning a gasp of pleasure from you.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you. The both of you if it takes." The hand holding yours disappeared for a second to adjust your position, legs being folded up to your chest. The new angle making you see stars.

Your mind becoming hazy as your boyfriend pounded into you with new fervor. Your now free hands reaching behind his back with your nails sinking in. It felt so good.

So deep he was bullying your cervix.

Your body trying its best to meet his thrusts. There was a hot pressure bubbling up once again. The stickiness between your bodies growing as you took in his words.

You'd have left it at that, but some part of you wanted to push a little further.

"Gonna, hah, leave for twelve years after?"

There was a harsh nip to your neck followed by a soft lap of the tongue. His bruising pace consistent.

"Gonna give you another one if you compare me to him again. I'm practically raising his son with you." You clenched down hard on his cock, nails scraping down his back.

That was not an answer you were expecting.

Kite tried to stifle his moan against your neck. He pressed harder against you, no longer pulling out. Instead rutting fast inside your tightening pussy.

You could feel yourself get impossibly close. If the thought of filling you up made him this feral....

An evil idea struck you then. You did love to tease, consequences be damned.

"Yeah?" You couldn't stop the high pitched whimper that left you as your clit brushed against him. You wouldn't last much longer.

"Wanna get me pregnant to show off? Wanna be a daddy for me?" You felt his movements stutter.

You knew what you were doing to him, but he couldn't help taking the bait. Not when your own words had caused you to gush around him.

And god hearing it from you made him want to stuff you with cum until there was no more room. Fill you up so good your stomach would be bulging.

So that's exactly what he did.

With his cock twitching inside you and the pressure in his stomach snapping, he filled your creamy cunt to the brim. Your own orgasm triggering from the warmth spreading inside you.

You'd tensed around Kite, keeping him firmly in place as you came. The spasms from your cunt milking him dry.

Your expression was fucked out when you finally released him. The snark wiped off and replaced. There were a few new bruises to your collection. A very large one on your waist and some small ones on the backs of your legs.

Maybe he was a little rough with you, but to be fair four months was a long time to wait. Unbearable with the sexting you initiated.

He moved to pull out and was stopped by your voice.

"Don't... We'll clean up in the morning. I want cuddles and you feel nice inside." You'd make him hard again if you kept running your mouth.

But he supposed you had a point. There was no need to rush this time. You had the opportunity to spend the night(a few nights actually), why not enjoy it?

He rolled you over so you were face to face, and pulled your body snug against his.

"I love you, Y/n." There was a kiss to your forehead. He didn't think he'd ever get tired of finally being able to tell you.

"I love you too, my pretty boy." And you'd never get tired of reminding him you felt the same.

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#hxh #hunter x hunter #hunter x hunter x reader #hunter x hunter x y/n #hxh x reader #hxh x y/n #kite hunter x hunter #kite x reader #kite x y/n #kite smut #hxh kite #x reader #smut #hxh kaito

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gonisgreatokay · 3 days

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I know hundreds of people have talked about an hxh pokemon au before but I've never seen anybody talk about this, and since Pokemon Legends Z-A was announced I figured there was no better time for me to bring it up so I'm gonna ramble!

But first, I commissioned these pieces from @eriksartworld and they came out even better than I imagined! Please shoot him a message if you'd like to get a commission of your own!

I've always liked the idea of legendary pokemon being free to do their own thing, but occasionally having attachments to certain humans that they like or showing up under specific circumstances. That's basically what I'm doing here with Killua and Gon. They don't own these pokemon, they're just sorta drawn to the boys

Xerneas being drawn to Killua is a bit ironic considering his background, but it's how much he cares that Xerneas is drawn to. He doesn't want to be an assassin and makes an effort to avoid killing people as the series goes on, and he even saves hundreds of lives in the chimera ant arc. It's how much Killua values life despite the way he was raised that makes Xerneas like him so much

Yveltal on the other hand doesn't really give a shit about Gon. He cares so much about his friends, and though he's able to watch people he doesn't know die without batting an eye, he's not exactly a person that screams death. So why should the dea- er, sorry, the destruction pokemon care about him? So it doesn't...up until the chimera ant arc. Gon's guilt, grief, and rage all get the better of him, and he becomes willing to give up his life in order to kill the one that took someone important away from him. If that's what's going to happen, Yveltal is willing to take the sacrifices.

Alright that's all, thanks for listening to me ramble about my favorite pokemon generation and my favorite anime

#hunter x hunter #hxh #pokémon #pokemon xy #Killua Zoldyck #Gon Freecss #Xerneas #Yveltal #I am so fucking excited for Z-A you have no idea #I probably shouldn't get my hopes up but AAAA

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charmwasjess · 23 days

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5. What’s a fic idea you’ve had that you will never write?

6. Are there any fics from others you reread all the time?

13. How much planning do you do before writing?

18. What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic?

AHHHH! SO fun!!! Thank you, Geode! :D

What’s a fic idea you’ve had that you will never write?

Given my WIP addiction, I'll tell you I'll never write it and then accidentally start writing it next week. :D

But probably Sith Master Sifo-Dyas and Sith Apprentice Dooku AU - I love their fucked up dynamic, but let's be real, this would turn into PWP. Oh, that, or a Tales of the Jedi fix-it, where Dooku actually escapes Sidious with Yaddle, and ends up training Anakin.

Are there any fics from others you reread all the time?

Oh, um, yes, all of them!! :D I'm a compulsive rereader. If there's a fic I've left a comment on, I've probably reread it a few times (and will be going back to reread it a couple times more!) The one that jumps to mind especially right now is @purple-ant's Pray My Mind Be Good to Me - I'm helping with beta translation so I've gotten a lot more of it than is currently posted and I'm spending a lot of time thinking about it both as a reader and as someone who has been privileged enough to beta. I don't want to spoil anything, but it… it is asking some really fucked up, gorgeous questions about love, shame, hate, survival, and... and love. I'm really intensely interested in how the story is playing with those themes.

How much planning do you do before writing?

A lot!!! ….which actually, generally involves a lot of writing. I write out big pieces, usually wildly out of order, and then if the plot is coming together, write out a really incoherent outline/list of notes/scraps of dialogue. And when I say incoherent, I mean… this is an example from a fic I'm working on:

What’s one of your favorite lines you’ve written in a fic?

I keep wanting to share a funny line because I think my favorite stuff is actually my dialogue, when Dooku and Sifo-Dyas get going back and forth like they do, but I really like this line from Five Days to Murder Sifo-Dyas because it's kind of my thesis statement for all my fics. It's hard writing hopeful stories about doomed characters who are set in a particularly doomed era - you know, what's the point of loving prequel era characters if they all constantly lose and fail and suffer?

“Sifo-Dyas.” The half-Sith studied him, emotion billowing like volcanic clouds. “You aren’t a fool. Why did you come here if you knew that might happen? Why did you remain my friend for decades of our lives if you always knew that this was a possibility?” His voice rose almost to a shout. “Why are you still being kind to me?!”

The words rang around the huge, empty room, like a challenge that went unanswered.

“I didn’t believe it would happen back then, and I still don’t.” Sifo-Dyas told him, looking down into his mostly-empty bowl. “And even if I did, why would I throw away decades of true friendship just because of a potentially uncertain ending? If you murder me right now, will that go back and erase the times when we were genuinely happy? Stars, remember the day of our Choosing tournament, when you wouldn’t let me lose, and we fought the most absolutely perfect duel?” He still smiled at the memory, even now, all of these years and chapters of sadness later.

“I remember.”

“Life isn’t any less incredible just because there’s death waiting at the end of it, even a bad death. The beauty doesn’t go away because there’s also pain. Even after a great loss, the love lives on.” Sifo-Dyas hadn’t meant to bring up Qui-Gon, but he could sense they were both thinking of him.

When he spoke, Dooku’s voice sounded slightly rough, as if his throat were still bothering him. “I do not think that normal people would see it that way.”

“You and I could not be further from whatever ‘normal people’ are.”

#ahhhh I love this game #thanks for indulging me #asks list still open if anyone else feels curious about one #thanks again Geode

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Hi! Why do you think the friendship between Killua and Ikalgo is underestimated? Is it because Ikalgo doesn't have a human form or because he didn't spend enough time with him?

hey anon! i gotta wonder if you're also the same anon who left a recent ask on i-heart-hxh's blog where they gave an amazing meta comparison between killua and gon during the chimera ant arc

I'm not too big on ikalgo, but mostly for a combination of things: i dont think he got enough screen time, and i was way more invested with how things were going for gon and killua's dynamic during the chimera ant arc, particularly during the palace invasion. I do like it when fics feature ikalgo as killua's friend in AUs though!

#ask #ikalgo

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cutie4me · 11 months

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HxH x Monster High AU

What if HxH was set in a highschool AU? But not just any highschool… Set in Monster High! I grew up with this show as one of my childhood favourites and it’s gives me immense nostalgia (I still listen to the theme song because it’s still so catchy).

Who would be who in this AU? Or rather which monsters would the Hunter x Hunter characters take on?

Killua would for sure be a Vampire but what about Gon? Maybe a werewolf? Because he can act like such a cute innocent puppy but can be intimidating and frightfully strong and aggressive when necessary *cough* Chimera Ant Arc *cough*

Comment down who you’d think the characters would be?

Leorio, Kurapika, Gon, Alluka, Nanika (Should she be in it as a separate person or with Alluka?), Retz (maybe), Zoldyck Family, Bisky, Wing, Zushi, Hisoka.

I don’t know about Phantom Troupe but if anyone have any ideas then go ahead and share them in the comments!

Who knows? If I like what I write and actually come up with a decent plot I may finish the story in time to post for next halloween!

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mari-lair · 5 months

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getting to know you

#ant gon au #hxh #hunter x hunter #killua zoldyck #gon freecss #killugon #i finally decided what gon ant name is #hopefully i'll use in the next comic #ant gon comic

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storiesbyrhi · 1 year

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Bones and All - Chapter 4: Hawkins, Indiana

Eddie Munson/Reader Series Masterlist

Warnings: canon typical violence/gore, cuss words, weird parental relationships, animal farming/slaughterhouse referenced; no beta; updated each chapter

Synopsis: A Bones and All AU. What do you hunger for?

Chapter Summary: He's not a hometown hero but he might just be yours.

“So, you never finished school?” Eddie asked, his one question when you told him about the sleepover. Blood-soaked shag rugs. Tinsel skirts and high pitch screaming. But he wanted to know about you.

“No… I could have a couple times over but, you know,”

“Yeah. I haven’t either. There’s other ways to learn…” He shrugged, kept his eyes on the road. You were making good time to get to Hawkins. “And your mum left after that?”

“Um, not straight away. Two months,”

“That’s weird,”

“Yeah,” you agreed. Yeah. Why had she waited? If that was the final straw, then why drag it out and make you feel safe and forgiven?

Your mother’s letter played in your mind sometimes. It was her voice you heard, but it sounded far away like an echo. ‘Maybe never loved you like a parent should,’ and ‘I will always love you, Y/N. Please don’t come looking for me.’ What was the truth?

“Do you think she was afraid of you?” Eddie asked.

Although you had just been talking about her, it still took a second for your head to connect it. Had your mother been afraid of you? Of course, it had sort of half-occurred to you that she might have been, but it seemed infinitely more likely now Eddie had verbalised it.

You felt a pain shoot down your spine and an ache in your fingers; you pulled at them trying to coax warmth back into your hands.

Eddie saw it on your face, said your name and tried to apologise, but you didn’t hear him at all.

Was she afraid of me?

Did she love me?

If she was afraid of me, how could she love me?

Penny. Luke. Dmitri. Kevin. Marcus. Noble. CJ. Jamie. Lydia.

The letter said your mother saw no shame on your face after you ate Luke Vanderwall. Maybe you knew how to hide shame by then? Maybe you had already mastered emotional concealment? Because you sure as fuck felt shame. Didn’t you?

All your contradictions suddenly came into pristine focus. Leaving Sully under the pretence of not deserving guidance nor company, then asking Eddie for those very things. Spitting venom at Andy for offering help, but using that same word when speaking to Eddie.

Did you deserve guidance and company and help and love, or not? What did you believe about yourself? What was the truth?

The truth is like the waiting jaws of a monster, a more menacing monster than you’d ever be. It yawns beneath your feet, and you can’t escape it, and as soon as you drop, it chews you to pieces.*

She never loved me.

She felt guilty for bringing me into the world.

I was just another responsibility.

An obligation.

Any kindness… empathy… it was all because she was so guilty.

Penny. Luke. Dmitri. Kevin. Marcus. Noble. CJ. Jamie. Lydia.

Why did I let Eddie help?

Pretence?

What do I want from him?

Penny. Luke. Dmitri. Kevin. Marcus. Noble. CJ. Jamie. Lydia.

I’m gon-

“M’gonna puke,” you managed to get out before clamping your hands around your mouth.

Eddie had already pulled over the van, but you hadn’t noticed. He expected you to bolt, so when you didn’t he nudged at you with an urgent, “Go!”

You flew from the passenger seat and across the road, throwing yourself to the ground and vomiting up everything your stomach had been trying to break down. Through your tears, you saw the still-formed top section of Lydia Harmon’s finger. You’d bitten it clean off and swallowed it whole. Now, it sat amongst the bile and soup.

Crawling away from the mess, you made it to the shade of a tree, laying in the dirt and dying grass. The itch of an ant crawling up your arm begged you to move, but you stayed motionless.

Eddie watched it all from the van, his arms hugging the wheel and his chin resting on it. He was berating himself for asking the question; speaking before thinking had gotten him into trouble in the past.

It wasn’t so much the eating that made Eddie consider himself a monster. It was the conflicted emotions he experienced after. Sure, there was guilt. But only sometimes. Sometimes he liked it. That made him bad, right? But watching you paralysed with misery because of something he said made him feel really, really fucking bad. More than guilt. A little like heartbreak. That had to count for something…

Eddie gave you five minutes in the dirt before he came over with water. He was sure he was going to apologise, but he stayed silent. You were glad he did. He helped you stand up and you followed him back to the van. You pressed on like nothing happened.

When you stopped for lunch, Eddie went into the roadside diner while you went into the toilets. You were staring at yourself in the scratched up mirror when there was a knock on the door.

“Occupied,” you said as loudly as your voice would go.

Someone had written RB 4 MG 4EVA on the wall in pink lipstick. You wondered if RB and MG were still together. A little further over, a thick black Sharpie had been used to draw a heart with SGC written inside.

“Y/N? It’s me,” Eddie called through the door.

When you opened the door, he was standing right there. “Sorry. You have to go?”

“Nah.” He was looking at you with his arms crossed. “I got food,”

“Good,”

“Ah, do you wanna sit or eat, or just… hit the road?”

You wanted to not have to make decisions.

Eddie’s expression softened and he stepped closer to you. “I’m… I’m gonna hug you now. Okay?”

You nodded helplessly, then felt the warm pressure of Eddie’s arms wrapped around you. You buried your face in his chest and snaked your way around his torso. There were no more tears to cry, so you just breathed heavily.

Eddie smelt like cigarettes. Not fresh tobacco leaves. The cheap brand. You hadn’t seen him smoke though; maybe you’d ask him about it later. Under that scent was his humanness, but it was sour. The same sourness on Sully. Was that it? Was that the smell of an eater? Other people were sweeter. Other people smelt like what they had eaten. What they had spent the day doing. Not Eddie.

Cigarettes and sour. He smelt earthy and more neutral than he should have, given that neither of you had showered in a while, and he was so so close to you.

“Are you thinking about eating me?” Eddie joked.

“You don’t smell like everyone else,” you replied.

He paused, then, “So, you were thinking about eating me?”

You smiled into him and sighed. He took it as a good sign. He kissed the top of your head, but it felt the same as if he had just nestled into it.

“Let’s just keep going, yeah? We’ll get to Hawkins just after dark. Probably not a bad thing. I shouldn’t really be seen around town…”

You nodded and regretfully let him go, following him back to the van. He handed you the plastic bag he’d been holding. Two roast beef sandwiches and two cans of Dr Pepper.

“Do you need to know why?”

“Why what?” you asked.

“Why I can’t be seen in town?”

You shook your head. “No.”

The sandwich was objectively good, but you couldn’t taste much. It didn’t really satisfy you. Neither had the camp stove soup before it, or Spaghetti-Os. You’d been hungry too soon after Lydia.

…

Hawkins was nothing remarkable, but it wasn’t the worst place in the world either. You watched the town go by through the dirty van window, sitting up straighter when Eddie cut the lights and slowed right down.

“Neighbours notice everything,” he said. “And trailer parks? They’re like mini-towns. We’ve gotta go under the radar as much as we can.”

The van was parked behind some trees just down from Forest Hill Trailer Park’s entrance. You and Eddie carried your bags through a small wooded area, coming out into the Park behind some mobile homes. He knew his way around, even in the dark, unlike you. It took you almost tripping once before he held his hand out behind him so you could hold on.

“We’ll go through the bedroom window,” he whispered, coming to a trailer. The window was unlocked, sliding up easily. He climbed onto a trash can, wincing when it banged against the wall loudly. Once inside, Eddie helped you up and in.

“This is your uncle’s?” you clarified.

“Yeah. I grew up here, basically. He works nights at the plant in town, so he won’t be back till tomorrow.”

The darkness meant you couldn’t see the room around you perfectly. You could make out the bed and side tables, and that it was very sparsely decorated. Everything seemed to be in cardboard boxes in the corner of a room.

“Yeah, ah, this used to be my room. Well, I mean, Wayne says it still is. But the trailer only has one bedroom, so when I started to, you know, not be here, I put all my shit in the boxes so he could stop sleeping on the fold out.”

Following him out of the bedroom, you noted a small bathroom to your left, then the main kitchen and living room. The space had larger windows, lighting it with moonlight. It was enough to see by but in no way romantic.

“Welcome to, ah, my castle.”

There were dozens of novelty mugs and baseball caps sitting on shelves around the room. It was a tidy space, lived in but also missing the warmth that comes with family.

“Here, you take the flashlight. We gotta keep the lights off,”

“Neighbours,” you said.

“Neighbours.”

Eddie cooked another scraped-together meal. He didn’t want to go using up all of Wayne’s supplies. He felt bad enough for skipping out on him all the time and for… everything else. He didn’t want to add ‘eating all the food’ to the list. While he cooked, he could tell you were still deep in contemplation.

Eddie knew his own mother was terrified of him, as she had been of his father. One of his first memories, if not the first, was one of the look of abject horror on her face when she found him after he’d eaten. It never got better after that.

It seemed odd that the same truth had thrown you, but he had empathy. He knew that people hid all sorts of shit from themselves. It sucked when it came to the surface.

When he brought dinner over to the small two person table, you were standing in front of three framed photos on the wall. The first was Eddie, maybe ten-years-old, dressed as a skeleton for Halloween. The second was a photo of a man who you assumed was Wayne, holding a baby you assumed was Eddie. Eddie was asleep but Wayne’s face was wide awake with happiness. The last photo was an older Eddie, maybe fifteen or sixteen.

The face in the last photo was almost the one Eddie wore now, but there was a lightness in the expression that was hard to imagine on the Eddie you knew. He also didn’t have the same scar across his cheek.

It was then you realised you hadn’t given much thought to Eddie’s scar at all. You’d noticed his hair and big brown eyes. What he wore. How he held himself. The different smiles. The shape of his lips. The palms of his hands. A lot more. The scar that crawled from his jawline, across his left cheek though, it seemed so much part of him that it hadn’t earned a second thought. It was as if your mind had just decided he was born with it. But, of course he hadn’t been. The third photograph told you so.

“Good?” Eddie asked, breaking your concentration and drawing your attention back to him.

When you tasted the food, you told him, “You’re good at this… Making something out of nothing.”

He swallowed and looked away. “I’ll go see Red in the morning. Early. You can take the bed tonight,”

"Red?"

"Max."

You nodded. “I had the bed last time,”

“It’s fine. I’ll take the couch. Or the fold out.”

You didn’t want to argue, so you just nodded again, taking another mouthful. Was he hungry like you? Did he feel it growing inside him like you did? Was it normal? You wanted to ask but talking about eating was still something you weren’t used to, despite your best efforts.

Washing the dishes in warm water felt nice on your hands. It was good to help. Eddie dried and put everything away.

“You can have a shower if you want. If you can do it in the dark,” Eddie offered. He showed you where everything was, then handed you a clean towel. “S’alright if you leave the door open for light. I won’t spy or anything.”

The bed was comfortable and clean, unlike the cowboy’s. Sleep felt so close. Real actual rest. It wouldn’t come though. You knew Eddie was awake in the next room. He was quiet for a while, probably reading by moonlight. He began to toss and turn like you. Your heart rate picked up when you heard the squeak of the couch and the soft padding of Eddie walking down the hall.

“You awake?” he whispered, paused at the open door.

“Yeah,” you whispered back.

Eddie moved through the darkness, getting into bed with you without saying another word. Before you could will your body to unfreeze or think of much at all, he had wriggled closer to you, spooned himself into your back. As he spoke, you could feel his breath on the back of your neck.

“This okay?”

“Yeah,” you answered, but your voice sounded different. It caught you off guard, but Eddie was too on the cusp of sleep to notice.

He put an arm around you, pulled you closer to him. Not having to do anything, decide anything, made it easy. You melted into the mattress and into Eddie like it was the thing your body was born to do.

…

There was a note on the kitchen bench when you woke up.

With Max. Be back soon. Be ready to leave. – E

After making sure your bag was packed and by the bedroom window, where Eddie had already put his, you went to look at the photos on the wall again. You wanted to see if there were more somewhere but you couldn’t just look through all Wayne’s things. The man you had never met was already being more of a host than he should have been.

The clock on the microwave told you it was just passed ten in the morning. You were wondering how long an overnight shift was when Eddie came tumbling through the bedroom window.

“Ready?”

“Yeah,” you said, falling in line like a soldier.

Halfway back to the van, in the middle of the little wooded area, you heard leaves crunch and twigs snap behind you.

“Eddie!” a voice called.

You both turned.

“Shut up. Shhhh,” Eddie warned, stepping back towards the red-haired teenager.

She rolled her eyes and looked behind him to you. “She your girlfriend?”

“She’s my friend. What are you doing here? I told you to go to school,”

“Why? You don’t go,”

“Yeah, I’m a dumbass though. Come on, Red. Don’t do this,”

“Me?!” Max yelled. Eddie stepped closer again, frantically waving his arms in an attempt to get her to be quieter. “Oh my god. Nobody cares Eddie. You’re the one that makes this weird. Why don’t you just come home? Wayne misses you. He’s always sitting on the doorstep smoking,”

“Don’t try to fuckin’ guilt me, alright? I’m doing a fantastic job at that already.”

Max had her hands on her hips. She looked at Eddie, her face set in a frown. “You go for longer each time… You’re never here,”

“Jesus. We don’t, like, hang out? You’re a kid. You’ve got Dustin and Sinclair,”

“We broke up,”

“Okay. Fuck. Sorry. Alright? I don’t know what you want me to say,” Eddie said, completely exasperated.

Max looked like she might cry, instead she willed herself to get angry. “Do you even fucking care about anyone? You pretend you stay away so it's easier for Wayne, but it’s not. It’s not for Dustin or like, Gareth and Jeff and stuff.”

Eddie took a deep breath in and dropped his duffle bag. He clenched his fist and walked away from her. She watched him walk to a tree and lean against it, pulling every last reserve of patience he had.

You remembered what it was like to be Max’s age. Everything felt personal. Everything felt like abandonment. So, when she said, “And whose van is that, Eddie?” you understood her need to provoke.

Eddie knew he wasn’t going to be able to make her walk away of her own free will. He closed his eyes and let the self-hate wash over him. “I’m not your brother, Max,” he said, voice low.

She looked stunned by his words, her arms falling from her hips and her scowl turning into a sad frown. Eddie turned to her, hoping she’d run, but she was strong and defiant and everything he loved her for.

“I’m sorry, Max. I told you I’d be here, I was. But I’m not your brother. I don’t owe you anything,”

“Fuck you,” she spat, utter grief in her eyes. Max turned and walked away. Both you and Eddie knew that she was crying.

Eddie picked up his bag and began the walk back to the van. It was parked on the side of the road, a little less hidden away than last night.

You jumped into the front passenger seat and carefully moved a McDonalds take away bag to the floor.

“That’s for you,” Eddie mumbled.

“Thanks,” you replied, voice equally quiet.

He started up the van and pulled a u-turn, heading to what appeared to be the town centre. You’d figured Eddie would want to get as far away from Hawkins as possible, but apparently not. Staying silent, you are your breakfast and looked out the window and tried to imagine Eddie’s life in the small town.

Going passed a shopping mall and turning into a residential area, Eddie slowed down. He looked like he was searching for something or someone. When he clocked you watching him out the corner of your eyes, he said, “Found some weed in the trailer. I know someone always looking to buy. Figure we could make a quick buck, get supplies, then blow this joint.”

You nodded and smiled. We.

Eddie pulled up to a house that seemed pretty innocuous, except for the most outlandish swan statue smack-bang in the front yard. It wasn’t even a water feature or fountain. He looked over at you to find your brow set in a frown, a look of judgemental confusion on your face.

“Is that for me or the swan?”

“What?”

“Your face,” he said.

“It’s hideous.”

Eddie snorted a little laugh. “No accounting for taste, I guess. Wait here.”

He was in and out within five minutes. When he got back behind the wheel, Eddie handed you a wad of cash. “You’re the bank,” he said.

You took the money and held it in your hands while he circled the block and headed back the way you came.

“Here,” and he handed you his wallet. “How much do we have?”

The total amount of cash – yours, his, and the newly acquired drug money – was not bad. Eddie seemed happy with it, so you did too.

“There’s a thrift store on the other side of town. It’s big. Got like, camping shit. There’s a gas station just down from it,”

“Sounds good.”

You could tell he wanted to say something. Maybe about Max. The tap tap tapping of his rings on the steering wheel. His other hand brought to his lips, running his knuckles along them. They were giveaways that he wasn’t settled.

Deciding to risk it, you asked, “How’d Max do?”

“What?”

“In the driving lesson. Will she pass her test?”

Eddie nodded. “Yeah. If she can drive this, then she can drive anything.”

It felt like the conversation was about to die. “She seems smart. She’ll pass,”

“She is… Really fucking smart. Too smart… Deserves a scholarship or whatever, you know? Deserves better than Hawkins and everything that’s happened to her.”

They were nice things to say about someone. Nobody would have ever said them about you.

“I’m sorry… you had to see all that,” Eddie said then.

“It’s okay,”

“Nah, it’s not. I hate saying shit like that to her. I just don’t know how to make her stop… Her brother died last year… Fuck. It was a really shitty thing to say.”

You shrugged. “You couldn’t just tell her the truth?”

Eddie gave you a look of utter disbelief. “The truth?”

“Yeah, okay…” You shook your head. “Probably not the truth,”

“Probably not,” he repeated sarcastically.

“Anyway… Do you think maybe… if there’s time and there’s a good place for it, maybe you could teach me to drive too?”

Eddie grinned. “Am I taking you to prom too? Buying you a little red corsage?”

You quickly turned away, desperate for him not to see the embarrassment on your face.

“I’m sorry. Yes, Y/N. I will teach you to drive. But first, let’s get the supplies, ‘kay?”

Turning back, you smiled happily.

The thrift store provided a single mattress that just fit into the back of the van, a significant improvement on cardboard and old carpet. Pillows and blankets. A few more books. Other things deemed useful by Eddie.

After the gas station, you felt prepared to take on the world, or at least hit the highway and drive off into the sunset. Eddie had one last stop to make.

Half an hour or so outside of Hawkins’ city limits, you sped past an industrial farm. You didn’t catch the sign, unaware of the fact the place meant anything. Then, a mile or less down the road, Eddie pulled over and cut the engine.

You watched him readjust the rearview mirror and unbuckle his seatbelt.

“I worked there last summer for a week. They’re dumb as shit – all the cash from the café just stays in the register,”

“What is it?”

“Farm, mostly. Corn and soybeans. And pig slaughterhouse.”

“There’s a café in a slaughterhouse?”

“For staff, ‘cause it’s outside of town.” Eddie checked the time on his watch, then settled into his seat. “Better get comfy, got a couple hours before everyone’s out of there.”

You undid your seatbelt and climbed into the back. As you were pulling The Lord of the Rings out, an image of Eddie slitting the throat of a piglet flashed in your mind.

“Eddie?”

“Yeah?”

“Which part did you work in?”

He was rolling the window down, and suddenly you became acutely aware of the smell of fear and death. You knew it should have made you feel sick, but it didn’t.

“Started with the pigs. The pay is good because not everyone is cut out for it… But, ah… It wasn’t the killing part. That’s quick. It was everything else… The way they’re stuck in these shitty little pens just waiting to die. It fucked me up. Got all…” Eddie rolled his hand through the air as he searched for a way to put it. “In my head. Next day they tried to put me out in the fields but it turns out I’m too pasty white for that too… Spent the rest of the week washing dishes in the café. Quit on the Friday. But it’s how I know about the cash.”

You didn’t ask any more questions, just got back into your seat and started to read out loud from the bookmarked point.

…

You stopped reading for a late lunch slash early dinner. Halfway through, Eddie heard your stomach growl.

“You know you have to eat,”

“I am,” you said with a mouthful of peanut butter coated apple.

“S’not what I mean… Whatever… this is… We have to feed it.”

You thought about it. “What do you think happens if we don’t?”

“Honestly? I don’t wanna know.”

When the food was packed away, you both laid back on the mattress. It was too quiet, only the white noise of cornstalks and bugs beyond the metal walls of the van.

“What were you doing before we met?” you asked, carefully selecting a question you thought Eddie would answer.

“Nothing in particular,”

“How do you make money to live off?”

“Farm work, sometimes. Not really made for it though. It’s boring. Stealing is easy, once you’ve learnt. Whenever I’m back here I can usually get cut into some deals. Move some product out the state or whatever,” he answered. He knew you were building up to bigger questions, but he was curious about you too.

“When did you start living like this?”

“It’s been a while…”

“What made you wanna leave Hawkins in the first place?”

Eddie hesitated. “Pass,” he said.

“What are you gonna do once we get to my dad?”

He looked over at you. “What do you mean?”

“Well… Like… Are you just going to drop me off and… keep doing this or…”

“Guess that depends on if we find him. What we find out.”

You were pleased with that answer. It felt hopeful.

“Why’d you eat the babysitter?” he asked then.

“I don’t know… I was a baby… I just did it,”

“Okay… What about the next time? And the ones after that?”

It was only a question but you felt so accused. You wanted to be able to say ‘I can’t help’ it and mean it sincerely, but you knew that would never get passed Eddie’s bullshit detector.

“I… I don’t know,” you answered, words bouncing on shaky breath. “I can’t… I can’t control it,”

“Yes, you can,” Eddie said definitively. “If you couldn’t, you’d have eaten Andy,”

“That was different, I was distracted,”

“I don’t think it was,”

“What are you trying to do? What do you want me to say? That I’m a monster? That I enjoy being like this? That I just fucking love eating people?” You sat up, pulled your legs up into yourself defensively.

Eddie folded his arms under his head and looked over at you. His composure remained. “I’m just trying to get to know you… See if you’re… like me,”

“I don’t… I don’t know what that means. Like you how?”

Desperately, Eddie wanted to know if you felt conflicted like he did. Did you go screaming to the far end of self-hate, wishing you’d never been born and seeking oblivion, only to roll into the euphoria of eating? The undeniable high that came with the taste of the itty-bitty parts of the body like the pituitary gland. Sucking marrow from bone. Ripping fat from flesh. Did you feel it too? Because Eddie did. The frenzy. Swallowing. Feeling the person in him for days after. He felt like some kind of new superhero.

Eddie shrugged. “Doesn’t matter.”

You could see that it did.

Five painfully silent minutes went by. Eddie had closed his eyes and rested, while you sat looking around the van awkwardly.

The sun had begun to set and when you looked out the window, the industrial farm loomed dark and ominous on the horizon.

“Is it time?” you whispered.

Eddie sat up. “As good a time as any.”

The cornfield between the van and the farm provided the best cover. The dirt beneath your feet was unstable, making it hard to follow Eddie with any grace. The feeling of anxiety grew the closer to the buildings you got. When you started to hear the distressed pigs, you regretted coming. Eddie hadn’t asked if you wanted to stay back; even if he had, you wouldn’t have chickened out.

On the edge of the cornfield, Eddie surveyed.

“There’s not like, guards or anything?”

“Yeah, two guys. Mick stays in the office. Gets blazed and sleeps most of the night. That’s his truck there. The other guy is pushing fuckin’ eighty. Can’t hear for shit… Come on.” Eddie held out his hand, you took it without thought.

Keeping to the shadows, you rounded a couple of the buildings until you came to one that looked newer than the others. Eddie picked the lock and you crept inside. Down a few hallways, you went by rooms filled with lockers and doors marked with names of men like Dennis Hurn and Robert White. The double doors to the café were unlocked.

You kept your eyes set on the doors once inside, listening to Eddie jimmy open the cash register and empty it. Suddenly, his hands were on you, putting folded notes and coins in your pockets.

“You want some chocolate milk?” he whispered into your ear.

Turning around, you watched him rummage through the kitchen for a bag, then fill it with drinks from the fridge and any food in reach.

“Alright, let’s go.”

When you got back outside, you both gasped at the light of a torch coming around the building. Eddie grabbed you by the wrist and pulled you in the opposite direction. He tried every door, eventually getting lucky.

It was a barn, eternally bright with pale blue lights above pig pens. Some of the creatures were asleep, some stood staring into the void.

“We’ll let him pass and go back,”

“Can’t we just go through the field and circle around?” you asked, keeping your voice as low as his.

Eddie shook his head. “Too easy to get lost out there in the dark. There’s a reason Stephen King writes about cornfields. We’ll just wait.”

Eddie walked down the centre of the pens and up a staircase leading to a small loft. He sat on the edge, letting his legs dangle over. You sat next to him, sides pressed together.

“You hear the music?” he asked, to which you nodded. “It’s meant to keep them calm.”

The pigs below you smelt like fear. “It doesn’t,”

“I know… I’d let them out but they’d either die out there or get rounded back up… Don’t wanna give them false hope.”

You looked at Eddie as he watched the pigs, how his eyebrows were pinched together in sadness and the lights were mirrored in his eyes like stars.

“What did you mean? Like you how?”

He sighed, looking down into his lap. Eddie took one of your hands, clasping both of his around it.

“We’re… bad. But… I think you love this as much as I do.”

You had never felt more alive.

Eddie’s mouth was on yours, and you didn’t know how to kiss but it didn’t matter. His tongue felt both slimy and like velvet and as soon as you tasted it, you imagined what it would feel like everywhere else on your body. You stopped being able to breathe but you had always wanted to die so you thought, let it be, let it be death by romance, death by being seen, being known, being understood, being loved.

End Note: *Those two lines are from page 130 of the novel. It’s perfect imagery that didn’t need to change.

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