#demogorgon x reader

[theres-a-body-here]

Scumtober- Day 9 (Monsterfucking)

The Demogorgon x Reader

Sequel post

The Demogorgon was acting strange.

.......

Stranger than usual.

It seemed to be actively avoiding you in trials. This made you.... Well, you weren't sure how to feel about the situation. On one hand, it means one less killer to worry about in trials. On the other hand, you really miss him.

He wasn't like this before. You two had a "healthy" trial relationship. He tried his best to kill you, and you tried your best to escape. However, unlike most killers, you sometimes gave him treats and pets. He returned the favor by taking the longest paths to a hook or even "accidentally" picking you up under a pallet when he knew your teammate was nearby.

You don't know what happened. And you were hellbent on figuring it out.

Strange(r) things were happening

You wait for your next trial with him. You wonder if you are going to get any grief for this since you casually let your teammates die. But now you can have some alone time with Demo and get this mess sorted out.

You slowly explore the trial grounds, listening for any sounds that could indicate his location.

It takes a while, but you eventually find the Demogorgon hunched within one of the "jungle gyms". You step forward and wince as you step on a twig. The Demogorgon snaps its head towards you. He seems ready to bolt.

"Hey......it's me," You whisper as you get closer. You knew he could recognize you, but you didn't want him to run off and hide. At the sound of your voice, the Demogorgon seems to relax slightly, though it doesn't fully let down its guard.

You slowly step closer. "You've been avoiding me, Demo," You mention softly as you get right in front of him.

Demo whines softly, his head facing downwards as he shuffles his feet awkwardly. His petal-like flaps open and close weakly, almost like he's ashamed. He then begins to drool as it dribbles onto the ground.

You aren't sure what's happening. You look at the Demogorgon as he drools a lot. Like a lot. Come to think of it. It seems....wetter? Wait no, it seems more liquidy than his usual slobber.

If you didn't know any better, you'd probab- OH SHIT HES CRYING!

Your panic is instant. "No, no! I am sorry! Please don't cry!" You reach out tentatively, hesitant despite your desire to comfort him.

You pet him gently in hopes of soothing him. You can feel him trembling. You feel terrible.

After a while Demo seemed to have stopped crying. You gently nudge him so he can sit against the wall. You sit next to him. There's silence as you think of anything to say.

"I'm not mad," you whisper as you pat his head. "I just want to know why you've been ignoring me".

Demo's petals scrunch inwards as if thinking. He raises his head and looks around. He then weakly raises his claw to vaguely point in the direction where Ace was moried. Now that you have time to think, you've noticed how vicious and brutal Demogorgon has been towards Ace these past few months.

"Ace?" You mumble to yourself as you try to recall any instance involving Ace and Demogorgon. And then the realization hit you harder than The Oni's Kanabo. You didn't think that would be the cause.

Demogorgon caught you and Ace making out during a trial.

It was right before Demo started to avoid you. Honestly, it was out of impulse. You were tired of getting off to the porno mags you snatched out of the Legion's realm. You probably should have waited until the trial was over, but you were horny and Ace was.....there. It was a moment of weakness.

You should have put two and two together. You felt dumb. You facepalm and you groan.

Demogorgon was jealous.

You clear your throat awkwardly. You had to set the record straight. You couldn't let Demo think you had the hots for the gambler.

"Me and Ace aren't together," You slowly, hoping Demo understands human relationships.

At your words, Demo's expression shifts from relief to confusion. Well, at least you think so. His flaps went from scratched to relaxed. He tilts his head curiously, seemingly waiting for further explanation.

"Well, um... we were just messing around. Nothing serious," you clarify hastily, waving your hands dismissively. "We both kinda got carried away in the heat of the moment."

Demo processes this information silently for a few moments before seeming to accept it. He relaxes slightly, lowering his head to lay it on your lap. You let out a sigh of relief. The misunderstanding has been rectified.

As you continue to pet Demogorgon's head, you notice him start to sniff around your crotch area. You freeze, unsure of how to react. Is he sensing something? Does he need help? Before you can figure out what's going on, he suddenly licks your inner thigh, causing you to jump in surprise.

"What the hell, Demo?" You exclaim, pushing him away playfully. Your heart races as you try to regain composure. Despite the unexpected move, there's also a hint of curiosity stirring inside you. What could possibly have caused such a reaction from him?

As you ponder over Demo's sudden behavior, you begin to wonder if he's attempting to make a move on you now that he's confirmed you're single. The thought sends a wave of mixed feelings coursing through your veins; part of you feels flattered, while another part is taken aback by the idea of getting intimate with a creature like him.

And another small part of you is a freaky bitch who grew up with unsupervised access to the internet.

With slow deliberate movements, you unbutton your pants. Demo watches with curiosity as his flaps wiggle softly in what you could guess is anticipation. You decide to skip the foreplay and remove your pants along with your panties. You shiver as the cold air of the realm makes contact with your cunt.

As you expose yourself to Demo, he takes in the sight before him. His petals open slightly as he sniffs at your exposed folds, taking in your unique scent. Without warning, his petal flaps open wide and envelop your entire pelvic region. You're startled for only a second before you relax into the sensation.

Demogorgon's clawed hands wrapped gently around your thighs as he opened them up even more, his cold flesh brushed against your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

"Ahh..." You moan softly, arching your back in response to the stimulation. You can feel every inch of his flaps' insides licking your lower body. It was strange.

His slimy tongue bathes your swollen folds, teasing and stimulating every sensitive spot. You arch your back, moaning softly as you surrender to the sensations coursing through your body.

Despite the primal urges pulling you deeper into the encounter, a small part of you remains aware of the absurdity of the situation. Here you are, having sex with a creature from another dimension, all while wondering if your friends think you're having the longest chase ever.

Suddenly, Demo pulls away. You whine as you wonder why. Your eyes widen as you spot the reason. Demo has a slit. You never really noticed it before, but it seems swollen due to his arousal.

As Demo's member starts to emerge from his slit, you can't help but stare in amazement. The organ is unlike anything you've ever seen before – elongated and serpentine, almost alien in appearance. It writhes and squirms as though alive, dripping viscous fluid onto the floor.

Eagerly, you position yourself accordingly. Leaning back against the wall, you spread your legs wider to give him better access.

As Demo positions himself between your legs, his elongated member pressing against your opening, you brace yourself for what comes next. The anticipation builds within you as he rears back and thrusts forward, impaling nothing but air. Still, despite the lack of actual penetration, the animalistic nature of his movements makes you whimper.

You find yourself matching his rhythm, rocking your hips upwards to rub your swollen pussy against his length. You moan loudly, unable to contain yourself any longer. Your fingers dig into Demo's smooth grey skin, drawing lines of red across his shoulder blades.

Your breath hitches as you feel the tip of his cock nudging against your entrance once more. With a final forceful push, he breaks through your barrier, filling you completely. You cry out in ecstasy, the feeling of being stretched beyond capacity combined with the intense pressure building inside you too much to bear.

As Demo begins his rapid thrusts, you find yourself caught in a confusing mix of pleasure and discomfort. Each time he plunges into you, he manages to penetrate only a couple of inches before pulling out again. The inconsistency adds an unexpected element to the experience, leaving you both exhilarated and frustrated.

As Demo finds his rhythm again, you feel him sink deeper into you with each thrust. He holds this angle steadily, allowing your body to adjust gradually to the size and shape of his member. The feeling of fullness grows stronger with each passing moment, reaching new levels of intensity. But then he suddenly stops and pulls his cock out until his tip is pressing against your entrance.

At Demo's unexpected stop, you tense instinctively, preparing for whatever comes next. Just when you think he's about to fully pull out, he slams his hips forward violently, driving his massive member deep into your core as it completely disappears into your pussy. The sheer force behind the motion causes you to gasp in pain and surprise, followed quickly by a rush of pleasure as he fills you completely.

To your confusion, he's deathly still. You whimper as you try to move a bit, but his hands are still gripping your hips, keeping you in place. Demo seems like he's in a trance. Like he's taking in the feeling of his entire cock deep within your pretty cvnt.

Without warning, Demo pulls you inwards and moves into a position you've seen in porn. You think it's called the mating press. It seems fitting.

When he finally begins to thrust, there's no denying the incredible power behind each stroke. His extradimensional dick stretches and fills you entirely, hitting every sensitive spot along the way.

You cry out in delight as he picks up speed, driving deeper and harder into your wet heat. The sensation is overwhelming, bordering on painful – but in a good way. Every muscle in your body tightens involuntarily, holding you together as Demo takes complete control.

As Demo continues his relentless pace, you feel him hitting your cervix with increasing frequency. The sensation is intense, causing waves of pleasure mixed with just enough pain to keep you on edge.

"S-Slow down......Demo," you plead between gasps for air. But Demo seems oblivious to your words. In fact, he's been staring at the brick wall in front of him and you could see he's starting to drool. It's clear that his sole purpose right now is to fuck his cum into you.

As Demo's cock begins pounding at your cervix like an angry Avon lady, you think about how you'll be out of commission for a couple of days.

Despite the increasing discomfort, you cannot help but revel in the sense of being claimed so thoroughly. Moaning softly, you reach between your bodies and begin rubbing your clit, hoping to lessen the pain using pleasure.

As Demo nears climax, you watch in anticipation as his digits dig deeper into the ground, clawing furrows into the soil beneath them. The sight alone sends fresh waves of arousal coursing through your veins.

As he reaches the peak of his climax, Demo lets out a shriek-like roar. You feel his member pulsing inside you, forcing hot streams of cum deep into your womb. Your body convulses uncontrollably, milking his cock as wave after wave of pleasure washes over you as you reach orgasm as well.

After Demo's explosive release, he collapses onto you, his weight pinning you to the ground. Despite the initial discomfort, you can't help but smile at the sight of him clinging to you like a needy pup. You close your eyes as you cuddle up to him, absentmindedly wondering if the Entity has any Plan B.

Scumtober 2023 Masterlist

#dbd x reader #dead by daylight x reader #dead by daylight #dbd #kinktober 2023 #kinktober #scumtober 2023 #scumtober #the demogorgon #Demogorgon x reader #stranger things #stranger things x reader #monster fucker #teratophillia

[aeviiteernal]

Omg can you do a Myers (or maybe even Demogorgon if you write for him lol) with a Surviver who is basically IMPOSSIBLE to catch? Like their looping skills are insane and if he ends up getting them he cant feel good abt it bc all gens have been done in that done or everyone escaped😭

i love looping the killer for 5 gens <3 also sorry for not posting for a bit, been focused on my personal life and trying to hit a higher killer rank for the reset. but, i am still here AND alive !

Michael Myers

When Michael saw you in his trial, he knew it was going to be a tough one. After all, word from the other killers (and some matches himself) always groaned and complained how you could run them until everything was done.

He wanted to be the first one to finally kill you.

Thankfully for him, where the Entity had sent everyone was Midwich. Granted he brought the offering and was running scratch mirror but we won't talk about it..

Deciding to go into the trial with a plan: he wanted to lure you out through your teammates and pursue you immediately.

After downing half your team, Michael waits patiently for you to slip out and make your appearance...

To be expected, you finally made your grand appearance and Michael made his first move towards you.

You were trying to quickly patch up Nea, knowing for a fact it was a stealth killer as you heard no terror radius. That only solidified when a knife swept your back, making a deep cut. A yelp scream from your lips, forcing you to stop healing and start your chase.

With you injured, Michael thought he could easily down. Well... He was wrong.

You took him everywhere you could, going to different loops, winning his mind games--even him falling for yours--you tried your damn best to keep him distracted as the others did gens.

One, two, three... Michael lost track as his bloodlust intensified, only wanting to catch you. At this rate he would be incapable of salvaging this trial if he left now. So his only goal was to get you.

You made a mistake, a fatal one which pretty much landed you directly in his arms as he ripped you off the pallet.

For as silent as he can be, you could hear a frustrated exhale come from his mask as he went to throw you on a hook.

At least you know you wasted his time and made him resent you...

The Demogorgon

My sweet, sweet, demo...

An apex creature, causing quite a bit of trouble amongst survivors with its ability to track down anyone injured.

Of course, nothing that you couldn't handle.

Your team had a rather rough start, you were on Coal Tower and some of your team had been hooked which left you to be the only one that was never hooked once.

Neither was any gens done, so it was an anonymous agreement to have you distract the beast.

Not that you can complain, it was preferred you take chase anyways.

You walked through the blue realm, searching to find it. Thankfully it didn't take long as you stepped into direction line of sight of it.

And so the chase begins, not wanting to let your team down and to at least give them some hope.

Running around, you narrowly dodge its shreds, baiting them out by faking a vault and letting it smack against it.

Even if you got hit during chase, it never deterred you. You wanted to run for a million dollars.

As gens popped, the more the chase got intense. You were getting tired, and you know the Demogorgon was just as frustrated and tired. How could a human like you give it so much trouble?!

Eventually you were smacked to the ground and took to a hook. As soon as you were placed on it, the sound of the exit gates powering alerted the killer.

Although you may not be able to tell, you certainly did demotivate the demon as it ran off to go and get the rest of your team and try to get a second kill.

#dead by daylight x you #dbd x reader #michael myers x reader #demogorgon x reader #dbd headcanons #dbd x you #michael myers x you

[mara-xx217]

Oohhhhh dear lord listen listen I will worship the very ground you walk on if you write something yandere and/or dubcon with Demogorgon

Totally ok if no tho ilysm❤️

Sweet Jesus I FINALLY have an excuse to use the idea my partner has been pestering me to use since I first wrote Monsters’ Favourite! It’s gonna be spicy sooo…

Warnings: Noncon, Hunting, Alien Biology, Freaky Alien Genitals, Deep Throating, Oral, Knotting

Running into an abandoned house was among the worst decisions that you could have made during this chase. You got turned around in your panic and ended up tripping over a raised floorboard, falling face first into a corner that was filled with junk.

FUCK FUCK FUCK-!!!

There was nowhere left to run. You shot to your feet but it was already too late. The Demogorgon had you boxed in. Your heartbeat screamed in your ears as you struggled to breathe. It was already at your back. You could feel its hot breath on your neck and your shoulders.

Why did it have to be you?! You didn't even do anything to piss it off! The Demogorgon absolutely demolished your friends, tearing them limb from limb in front your very eyes before it set itself upon you. Your entire body trembled as you braced for the inevitable. It was going to be painful and messy... You closed your eyes and waited for those petal shaped jaws to wrap around your head-

"UGH-!"

A long, slimy tongue flicked against your ear. You instantly cringed away, raising your shoulders as you cried out in surprise. You couldn't escape from the invasive tongue- there was nowhere for you to go now... What was it doing?! Taste testing you before it devoured you?! It growled behind you, low and bassy and something that vibrated the organs in your chest and something behind your eyes. Shit. Shit, shit, shit- SHIT! You held your breath and prepared for the worst, but absolutely nothing could have prepared you for what was to come.

It's thick, curved claws sliced into your arms but instead of ripping a strip of flesh off of you, the Demogorgon yanked you backwards so hard that you fell flat on your back. Before the shock of such a sudden motion could even set in your stomach dropped.

The center of the Demogorgon's flower-like head had buried itself in the valley of your crotch. You were left stunned, unable to react as the monster sniffed that area with the vigor of a dog that knew no boundaries and no manners. As you came to your senses, you felt the curl of the Demogorgon's face flaps take hold of the fabric of your jeans. And your underwear-!

"N-No! S-Stop! Stop it! I SAID FUCKING STOP!"

You punched it in the ribs and in the gut but it didn't react in the slightest. The Demogorgon had placed a tight grip onto your legs, preventing you from kicking or scrambling away as it tore a massive hole in the crotch of both your pants and your underwear. Panic turned into hysterics as your voice raised in pitch and loudness.

"W-WHAT THE FU- UGH?!"

A long, thick, wet stripe was licked along the length of your sex. What the fuuuu-?! Is this really happening right now?! You vainly scratched and pulled at the boney fingers that held you down. A flash of white hot embarrassment and disgust pooled in your gut and settled between your thighs. Your hips arched involuntarily into the Demogorgon's repetitive tongue lashings as a strangled moan escaped from the back of your throat. Your eyes squeezed shut as you struggled to regain some of your senses but it was no use.

It felt fucking good.

Its tongue seemed to have a mind of its own. It was like it knew every little trick to get you to squirm and gasp. It rolled against you, squirming and writhing and applying pressure in juuust the right places to have your mouth hanging agape and your guard lowered. The feeling of that thick tongue teasingly dipping into your entrance had your back arching and you throwing your head back in ecstasy. You had pretty much given up the fight to free yourself and instead clutched onto the Demogorgon's long fingers as your body began to shake. Being as distracted as you were, it was more than a little surprising to feel something long, thick and hot suddenly slip onto your face and start squirming around like crazy. Your eyes snapped open and your stomach dropped and your core began to ache.

Oh GOD that's a BIG fucking dick-!!

It was purplish grey in colour and had a slick yet textured feeling all along its length. You couldn't see its head but you could feel it touching your jawline, worming its way around your face with something that felt similar in shape and function to the Demogorgon's actually head. The entire organ was prehensile, able to move with the same amount of accuracy and precision that its tongue had.

It won't- You seriously aren't going to put that thing in your mouth, are you?!

....are you?

The struggle you put up was halfhearted. It wasn't like you wanted to get this thing off but at the same time you didn't really have a lot of options to work with at the moment. You didn't open your mouth but you also didn't try that hard to keep that freakishly dexterous dick from prying your lips apart and slithering into your only partially closed mouth.

It did not taste good yet you couldn't quite place the reason why. It had a musky, sweaty almost earthy-but-not-quite taste that had you salivating and gagging before it had even slipped all the way into your mouth. You had to screw your eyes shut and focus solely on breathing as it's cock slid all the way to the back of your throat in one fluid thrust. But the Demogorgon wasn't moving its hips at all, no, its dick somehow just moved all on its own like it was a separate entity or something!

It was nearly impossible to breathe at all. As the Demogorgon's member crammed itself down your throat its tongue continued to assault you in between your legs. Oooohhh God- You don't know why you bothered, but you tried to push its hips back. As if that would help right now. You just needed a little bit of room so you could breathe! The Demogorgon didn't relent and you started to feel lightheaded and panicked from the lack of air your lungs were receiving.

Are you seriously going to die from getting throat fucked?

Cumming had you seeing stars and unintentionally sucking on the Demogorgon's cock. A strangled gargling noise sounded from your throat. It felt like you were drowning on your own saliva and the monster's precum that had gathered in your throat. Your hips bucked against your will and your legs were kicking wildly as you really couldn't fucking breathe anymore!

Somehow it felt like everything was getting tighter and tighter in your mouth. Your tongue was flat against the back of your teeth and you could feel the monstrous cock pressing against muscles of your throat. You managed to knee the Demogorgon in the side of the head but it didn't react. You punched it in the side, dug your fingers into its ribs and still the creature didn't react to you in the slightest. You're actually going to die. You're going to die from sucking dick and receiving oral from a literally fucking monster.

Your jaw was stretched painfully wide, until you were sure something had popped and shifted in a way it was never supposed to. You were shocked when you felt something thick and hot streaming down your gullet. It filled your stomach enough that you felt physically bloated. Did- Did it just fucking cum?! Trying to breathe at all was a mistake. Something filled your sinuses and it shot out of your nose with startling force. All the while, the Demogorgon was still tongue fucking you with the same vigor and determination as when it first began.

No. No No- No you're fucking done! You tried to pull away but- You couldn't? You couldn't pull away at all! It was like it was... was stuck inside of you!? Oh GOD-!

You would have to wait for the swelling to go down... Whenever that would be... The Demogorgon certainly wasn't in any rush though. It had you exactly where it wanted you and it's not like you had a chance to get away, knotting or not.

@prettycutebunny, @infinitewhore, @kennbb, @slutwithadegree, @dead-bxxxtch-walking, @space-arsonist, @pink-soft-shadow, @sinlessdesire, @hoemine

#dead by daylight #dbd #demogorgon #demogorgon x reader #ask response #tw non con #tw knotting #I'm not to blame for this one folks lol

[slashersgostabbystabstab]

Lol don't think anyone cares but here's the Spotifly playlist I made inspired by the Xenomorph, Singularity, and Demogorgon

#xenomorph x reader #singularity x reader #demogorgon x reader #i love sci-fi shit hehe #Spotify #specimen seven

[jadeslashes]

it’s official; i’ve added the singularity, the dredge, and the demogorgon to my character list !

embracing my inner monster fucker && living my truth tbh, so send requests for those three if you got ‘em !

#demogorgon x reader #the singularity x reader #dbd x reader #the dredge x reader

[unamused-boss]

Lipstick Stains

Billy Hargrove x Harrington FemReader

Summary: There has been some new gossip floating through Hawkins High. The gossip being that Billy has a lipstick stain that just so happens to match a certain girl's iconic shade.

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You were a Harrington. You had a certain standing that you had to keep cause of the expectations of your parents. One of those expectations were not making out with Billy Hargrove in his car in the back of the school parking lot during lunch. But your parents were never home so you didn't really give a damn.

"Billy we have to go back into the school at some point." You said releasing your lips from his. As you tried to pull back he pulled you in for another quick kiss.

"Oh come on, we don't have to." He smirked to you.

"Listen Mr. Bad Boy, I know you don't like school but I have a test." You said to him. He gave you a small pout at your response to which you just laughed at him. "You also messed up my lipstick." You said as you flipped the visor down to use the mirror to reapply your dark red lipstick.

"That's not the only thing I can mess up." He joked. You just gave him the look, he knew the look. It didn't need a name.

"Well Hargrove I have to get going." You brought yourself close to kiss his neck then up to the apple of his freckled cheeks. You collected you things to go back into the school before the bell. Before you shut the door you look back at Billy to see the two kiss marks that you left on him. You just smiled at him.

"Love ya, see you later." You said then shut the door to go to the school.

Billy continued with his day like usual. Thinking that nothing would go out of the ordinary. He knew he was hot shit so people were staring at him as perusal but he didn't know what they were staring at. In each class he had stares his way, to which he had to tell some off for looking too long.

"Nice job man." Tommy Hagan laughed as he patted his back. Billy was just confused about what he was talking about but he continued as nothing was wrong. The bell rang through the halls to signal that the school day was over. Billy made his way to the doors top the parking lot to leave when he saw a certain Steve Harrington staring him down from his locker.

"You got a problem Harrington?" He asked.

"Yeah, not with you though." Steve replied slamming his locker shut to go find a certain sister of his. Billy didn't know that, he was just confused and thought nothing of it. He finally was able to make it to his Camaro to wait for Max. Students around him were still looking at him. Some girls looking in distaste, not at him but at the kiss marks on his cheeks. Some guys were just laugh in congrats to him. Billy just wanted to get the hell out and get Max home so he can go see his girlfriend. Billy looked over to see a certain red head making her way over to his car.

"Get in shit-bird, I got places to be." He said as he got in the drivers seat while Max got in the passenger seat. She just stared at him, more than she would usually. Which is not at all. Billy glanced at her a few times.

"What?" He asked annoyed with her staring.

"What's on your face?" She asked. Billy was confused until he thought back to lunch. He grabbed his sun visor to look himself in the mirror to see the two kiss marks on him. Just as he thought, one on his cheek and the other on his neck. He just laughed what he was looking at.

"Well that explains a Lot." He sighed starting his car to drive away.

Later that day Billy was able to make it to the Harrington house hold. Instead of parking down the street, he parked in the driveway. Instead of climbing through the window of his girlfriends bedroom, he simply knocked the front door of her house. Which, unfortunately, the other Harrington answered. He and Steve just stared at one another for a moment.

"Hargrove."

"Harrington."

"What are you doing here?"

"I think you know why exactly I'm here, or you don't."

"I do know why you're here." Steve stated sternly.

"Then tell me, why am I here?" Billy gabbed at him with a smirk playing on his face.

"Can you guys stop having a dick measuring contest for once." Your voice was heard in a very much over it tone. "Get out of here Steve."

"But-" You stopped him from continuing.

"Eh, I don't wanna hear any more then I already have. You're being a Buttface." You sassed at him. "Now I would like to talk to my boyfriend."

Steve just rolled his eyes and sighed. Walking away from his enemy and his sister in the same door way. You turn your head back to Billy with a grin on your face.

"So what are you doing here, handsome."

"Well, I am here to see my girlfriend that I have to have a small chat about." His voice going a slight octave lower. Something that you loved.

"And what do you have to chat about?" You stilled teased at him.

"Well I made out with this gorgeous woman at lunch, and after I thought my day would go by like usual. But I had people staring at me all day. I didn't know why until I looked into the mirror to find that the exact pretty girl I was kissing left some marks on me." He explained to you. "Now I am at said pretty girls house to get a reason why she did that."

"Well I think she just wanted to have a bit of fun with you, if you ask me."

"Well as much as I love that, I think I would love to have some fun with her right now."

"Well you'er gonna have to wait on that, handsome." You said." Big Bro ain't to happy with me, I've been getting an ear full for the past hour."

"I can wait." He reassured. "I will always wait for you, gorgeous." You just smiled at him and dragged him into your house.

"Is he staying long?" Steve's distant voice was heard.

"Shut up Steve." You yelled out to him. "Like I said, ear full all day."

You and Billy just laughed at the situation. But at least you both can enjoy each others company in the end.

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I hope y'all enjoyed this. Sorry if it is short. I know I haven't been to active, writing wise, lately. I'm trying to get through school right now.

I will try to get more out for Boots and Trumpets, and Practically Magic later.

Thank you for reading.

#billy hargrove #stranger things #billy hargove imagine #fanfiction #steve harrington #billy hargrove x fem reader #nancy wheeler #robin buckley #dustin henderson #eddie munson #eleven hopper #max mayfield #billy hargrove fluff #billy hargove x reader #billy hargrove fanfiction #stranger things billy #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove imagine #demogorgon

[starlightandfairies]

Insecure Summer ~Billy Hargrove~

Description: The reader is insecure about her body, she's at the pool and some girls decide to make her feel worse and Billy is there to help in the aftermath.

Warnings: Swearing, hints that the reader is a virgin, angst, fluff, soft Billy, insecurities such as stretch marks and scarring from eczema, she/her pronouns, mean girls

Key: Y/N = Your Name, POV = Point of View

Word Count: 1,920

First Person's POV

I had my cover-up over my bikini, I didn't like swimming around lots of people, and I didn't like being stared at in judgement by the mums and the teens who either judged or hunted for a bang. I sat on the edge of the pool where there weren't many people, swaying my feet in the water, ignoring the laughs of the children and the scolds of the mothers. It was too hot, and the concrete was burning my skin but it was better than needing to swim around in the water with everyone pushed up against each other like it was some teen party. I also wasn't comfortable with my body, so having to be around all these people did not make me happy. The lifeguards had recently swapped, so it was no longer Heather on the job but 'bad boy' Hargrove. 

Obviously, the mothers checked him out, usually, he'd give them a flirtatious reply but he only gave them a devilish smile. His eyes were solely focused on me and I didn't like that. I've never seen him so dedicated to someone, especially someone that was like me. Billy crouched down beside me and hummed slightly, I glanced at him with a raised eyebrow, the back of my legs becoming numb due to the burning sensation. 

"Hey, there, why aren't you in the pool? Doll?" 

"I just don't want to be," I whispered, freezing as I felt his fingertips graze across my arm, his sunglasses fell off his eyes and a chuckle escaped his lips. I looked at him with a raised eyebrow, he rested a hand on my back and gave me a peculiar look. 

"I think there's a different reason." He whispered, ignoring the girls that swum up closer to him, pushing up their breasts in the hope that it would get his attention. Billy was too focused on me for now, no one was walking around and little kids were being held up by their parents. 

"It's nothing to worry about," I promised, the boy scoffed slightly and he sat down beside me, I glanced back at him to see what he wanted to know. 

"I'll be sitting in that stand, I want you to tell me when you're ready." 

"Okay, Billy," I whispered, smiling slightly as he squeezed my shoulder before he left, I kicked my feet in the water softly humming gently and laughing to myself as Billy yelled at some kid. He seemed perfectly content with himself as he sat in the stand and eyed everyone. Billy's lips curled into a friendly smile as he realised I was looking at him, I blushed slightly as I watched him chuckle to himself as he caught onto my reaction. Billy and I had a very strong friendship, he wasn't the asshole he was with everyone else and he relied on me and I could rely on him. I pushed myself off the concrete, politely excusing myself as I pushed through the crowds of people. 

I walked into the girl's locker rooms, reapplied my sunscreen and I stared at myself in the mirror, my upper arms and back were covered in scars from scratching due to eczema and I didn't like people picking it. Because they did, then there were stretch marks on my hips and thighs. I liked swimming, but I hated being so exposed to heartless people. I stared at the girls that walked in, each of them giving me a bitchy snarl, I went to walk out but they blocked the entrance and gave each other evil smirks. 

"Look at her, what the fuck is that on your back!" 

"Ewww! It's on her arms as well." I stared at one as she took my cover-up and then lit it with a lighter. I glared at the girl, not making any move to get it back. 

"Are those tears?" The giggling emerged from their lips, and then a girl walked closer and stared at my legs. 

"Stretch marks as well, please, it's like you're asking to never be fucked." 

"But still, she's a prude, they have wants and needs. But what guy is going to want to touch this? This body of vile, a body that will be a fuck and leave."

"Come on, you're gonna have to spread those legs soon, we better spread the memo to the guys to take a blindfold for when they fuck. I mean if you look at the facts, we're all a piece to look at and then there's you. The ugliest girl in Hawkins, no fucking way will you be with someone who wants to look at your body while you're doing it. The ugliest girl is here, before us, crying and revealing an untouchable body." I pushed past the girls, speed walking to get my bag, this was why I wouldn't be seen often at the pool, my insecurities were picked up on and it made me feel like shit. 

My eyes were blurry due to my tears, I crashed into someone, which caused a gasp to escape my lips as I felt my feet slip from underneath me. Whoever I crashed grabbed onto me before I slipped, holding onto me tightly by my wrists. I stared at the person in shock, my lip quivering as I felt my emotions take control and stared at Billy in embarrassment. 

"Darling, what happened? Who hurt you?" He immediately asked once he saw my face, I shook my head, pushing away from him and gathered my items. 

"Y/N" He whispered gently, taking my hand before I could walk away, I didn't like crying in front of people and I didn't like that people were staring at me. 

"Billy, it's fine, don't worry," I begged, pleading with my eyes, he nodded cautiously and slowly let go of my arm. I pushed past him, walking past people as they moved in odd patterns of standing in my way. A scream escaped my mouth as I was pushed into the pool, and my arm scraped across the concrete as I landed in the water. I gasped as I broke the service, unable to touch the ground, my shoulders and above poking out. I was short, so I couldn't be in the deep end of a pool. Billy jumped in almost instantly, holding onto me as I caught my breath from my little freakout. 

"Shh, I got you, just wait by the bathroom, I'll be there in a second." He whispered into my ear, rubbing my back gently, I nodded and used his help to get out of the pool. I ignored everyone and walked over to where he said. I jumped as I heard him yell at the teens, getting up close to them all in a threatening way. Billy told Heather to keep watch as he walked over to me, holding my things in his arms, he took my hand and led me to the men's locker room and shouted to the open space. 

"Hey! Everyone out, get the fuck out now!" He shouted, scaring everyone into a scrambling mess. After everyone got out, he placed a sign at the front of the entrance to say the bathrooms were closed and then sat down by me. He threw a clean towel over my shoulders, drying my face with it as he rested the towel on my shoulders and gave a small grin. 

"Thanks, Billy," I whispered, longing for his touch as he let go of my hand. He walked to the wall, took the first-aid kit down and sat back with me. He started treating the wound, making sure to be careful as he cleaned and dealt with the blood. 

"What happened? Who's made you cry?" I frowned at his question, he cupped my face in his hands and gave me a gentle smile. 

"Just some girls, they played on my insecurities and shit. Telling me I'm ugly, that my scars and stretch marks are hideous and that no guy would want to be with me or fuck me and if they did, they shouldn't look at me while we did it. That I should just hurry up and spread my legs, so I'm not a prude anymore and that I'm a 'fuck and leave' kind of her girl." I whispered to him, sniffling as I tried to hold my emotions back once more. Billy pulled me into his chest, hugging me in a tight yet soft way. I blushed slightly as Billy kissed my forehead and then looked into my eyes. 

"Well, those bitches don't know what they're talking about. You, darling, are perfect. You have a gorgeous body more girls should be happy with having a body like yours.  You are not a 'fuck and leave' kind of girl. I think any guy would be lucky to have you and I promise you, I will hurt anyone and everyone who makes you feel this way. Y/N I really hope that whoever is your first, treats you right, these insecurities of yours, they're nothing to be insecure about, they're sexy…" I giggled at his last words, hugging Billy once again and blushed as he continued to whisper in my ear. 

"They show that you're real, that you went through a cycle of life, Y/N please don't believe anything these people say, they are not true. You are infinitely perfect, I will always believe that and I hope you will too." Billy dried my tears, giving me a reassuring smile and then took my hands, pulling me up as he went to his locker. He handed me a set of my clothes, I looked at him confused, then smiled at his words. 

"I got Heather to get your things from your locker, you can put your wet things in mine until they dry." I hugged Billy again, relaxing with the idea of having Billy at my side. 

"Thank you, Billy," I whispered, he chuckled, nodding and pointed somewhere for me to change. I dried off, changing my clothes, being careful around the large bandaid that Billy placed on the obnoxious graze. I carried my items back to Billy, he smiled at me and placed my things in it. 

"I want to take you on a date." I heard him whisper, as he turned back around to face me, I grinned at his words and nodded a little stunned, to say the least, Billy grinned happily, picked me up and spun me around. Billy took a hair tie off my wrist once he placed me down, he quickly did my hair in a surprisingly neat plait. Billy handed me his whistle, winking at my confused look. 

"Blow the whistle whenever you see a girl who said that stuff to you and I'll give them a permanent band from here." 

"You'd do that for me?" 

"Always." 

And so, as we walked out, I pointed out every girl who made me feel shitty today and Billy gave them a permanent band for the pool. He even let me sit in his lifeguard chair, as he stood at the base to keep watch over everybody. Billy spoke with me about the date he already had planned, clearly leaving out some details for a surprise.

#Billy #billy hargove imagine #billy hargrove #billy hargove x reader #billy hargrove fluff #billy hargrove x y/n #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove x female reader #billy hargrove x you #billy hargrove angst #billy hargrove one shot #stranger things #demogorgon #mind flayer #soft!billy hargrove #hargrove #soft billy #soft billy hargrove

[worksby-gabriella]

Overbearing, Protective, Dick Head Older Brothers

Pairin: Eddie Munson x Harrington!reader

Summary: Y/N is Steve's younger sister, and dating Eddie Munson. She believes to have been hiding her and Eddie's relationship well but that's obviously not true. It seems to her all her close friends know besides her older brother... until he eventually does.

Warning: cursing, talk of religion, terrible title, bad summarizing 😬 I think that's it.

fem!reader

Request for: @floralentry

“Okay, so I was thinking.” I start to say as I walk next to Eddie on our way to the cafeteria.  

 “Oh, well that’s never good.”  

 I laugh with non-existent humor, “Very funny, asshole.”  

 As the cafeteria starts to come into view, I feel Eddie rest his hand on my lower back and nuzzle his face into my neck, or at least try to before I gently push him off.  

 “Eddie, not here.” I say giggling.  

 “Why? I don’t know about you, Y/N, but I don't see any over-bearing, protective, dick head, older brothers around.” He pretends to glance around as he starts to open the cafeteria door for me.  

 “Hey, don’t say that! He just cares, is all, maybe a little too much but it’s still something. And you’re right, Steve isn’t around but someone might tell him.”  

  “Oh yeah? Like who?” We’re entering the lunch line, when I start to get cautious of who’s around.

 “I feel like you’ve forgotten no one knows about us, Eds. And even if they did Mike, Lucas, Dusty, Max, and Robin could still snitch. Remember he used to be King Steve? You’d be surprised whose loyalty still stands.” I lower my voice just slightly, and add dramatic air quotes to the words, “King Steve.”

 “Come 'on do you honestly think they don’t already know? If there’s one thing, I’ve learned this past year it’s that those kids aren’t stupid. I mean, it’s not like they would rat us out even if they did know.”  

 I grab my lunch tray and look behind me to see Eddie following me as I walk over to a lunch table that Mike, Lucas, Dustin, and Max are occupying. Robin is usually also at the table; some people might find it a little weird that seniors sit with some dorky freshmen at lunch but after about a month we got used to the stares.

 “Why is it that you don’t want Steve to know again?” Eddie starts to walk a step ahead of me, and turns toward me, walking backwards.  

 “First of all, you’re going to trip. Second of all, he’s been through a lot, he’s got a ton on his mind, and lastly, you guys aren't exactly two peas in a pod.”  

 “Bullshit! You’ve been through a lot too. Listen, Harrington’s a big boy I’m sure he can handle some surprising news.”  

 I pull out a chair next to Max with my foot and Eddie sits next to me, “We’ll talk about it later.” I tell him.  

 I see Eddie glance around the table, which causes me to also glance at our friends around us. I find myself turning to see them already looking at me, and well, Eddie.  

 I smile awkwardly and try to search for something to say to distract them from me and Eddie, when I catch a glimpse of Robin walking with her lunch tray. I wave my hand at her so she can see where we are sitting.  

 They all break their focus from me and Eddie when Robin, she plops down across from me, “You guys won't believe the day I’ve had!”  

 Robin starts ranting, and I try to open my can of coke, but I find myself struggling a bit.  

 “Fuck.” I’m getting frustrated when Eddie pulls the can from my hand and pops it open the first try.  

 “Language, sweetheart.” He says, handing me my soda and winking at me.  

  I push my tray a little bit forward since I have no plans on eating any of it and open my backpack.

 “So, you never told me what you were thinking about.” Eddie’s voice is hushed and his mouth is slightly tilted to my ear.  

 “hmph, yeah. I was thinking we should go see a drive-in movie for our date tonight. I never would’ve thought about it but Nancy was telling me about when she went with Johnathan before he moved.”  

 “Ah, I like that idea, Y/N. What movie would we be seeing?”  

 I finally found what I was looking for in my backpack, when I start explaining, “I was pretty set on watching Pretty in Pink, it came out a couple months ago but I never got the chance to see it-”  

 I pause mid-sentence and waver a sandwich bag with two chocolate chip cookies in front of Eddies face, “want one?”  

 He nods so I hand him one and continue on, “But they also have The Nightmare on Elm Street if you don't want to watch some girly chick flic.”  

 I watch as Eddie takes a glance over at everyone in the corner of his eye and smugly places his hand on my thigh. I freeze in place, still eating my cookie however, when Eddie says, "No, no, it’s all good. I’m fine with seeing Pretty in Pink.”

 “Are you sure? I know how much you like Nightmare on Elm Street.” I tell him, raising my brows.  

 “I’m positive. Besides, as long as I’m with you, I don't care what we do.”  

 “You’re too sweet, Eds.”  

 In a matter of milliseconds, Eddie sweeps both of my legs over his lap, and uses his arm to pull me closer, putting his nose in my neck and pretending to smell me. I’m still sitting in my chair but Eddie’s hair is tickling me so I start to squeal and laugh, trying to push him away from my neck. I throw my head back giggling when Eddie finally stops and tells me, “Nope. That’s all you, Y/N.”  

 I’m catching my breath when I can practically feel eyes burning into my soul so I look up to see Mike, Dustin, Lucas, Max, and Robin staring at us. I straighten faster than I ever had, smoothing down my hair and dusting of my shirt. Eddie is looking down, with a shy smile on his face, pink is blooming all over his cheeks. I clear my throat when Robin starts, “Were you guys even listening?”  

 “Of cour-” I try to cover up our mess.

 “Jesus!” Max is looking away, rubbing her temples with her hand.

 “For Christ sakes! Get a room!”  

 “Could you be any more obvious!”  

 “Just friends, my ass.”  

  “It’s not what it looks like. We’re seriously, just friends.” I try to explain, desperately looking at Eddie.  

 “Uh yeah... Like we didn’t just hear you guys plan out your stupid cheesy date night.” Dustin states, giving us both an incredulous look.

And then I hear Mike burst out laughing, holding onto Lucas's shoulder for support, "As long as I'm with you my sweet baby." His voice is dropping a couple octaves as he mocks Eddie, pretending to coo in Lucas's ear.

I crumple up my napkin and hurdle it at Mikes head, as Eddie comes back at Mike and Dustin, "hey, hey, Mikey Man and Dusty Bun, don't be jealous just ‘cus your little Scarlet Witch and your Amish homesteader live states away from you."

 As soon as I realize that Eddie has practically admitted our secret ardor, my eyes widen as big as saucers, “Eddie!”  

The table starts to chuckle as Mike and Dustin look away rolling their eyes and Dustin says, “She’s Mormon you idiot.”  

"Aw, you guys. I actually think they're really cute. It’s adorable really.” Robin is smiling from ear to ear.

 “Ha well, you have to hand it to us, we’ve been doing a pretty great job at hiding it.” I point out proudly.  

 Everyone besides Eddie goes into a fit of laughter, “Uh- What?” I’m completely oblivious to whatever it is that I said to make them laugh.

 Max stops, trying to catch her breath, “Ha, you can’t honestly think that we didn’t know about you guys.”

 Eddie raises his brows at me as if to say, “I told you so,” My jaw falls open as I ask, “How long have you guys known?”

 Mike rolls his eyes, “Please we’ve all known since the week after spring break.”  

 “Uh- you’ve got to be kidding me. That’s what when we started dating.” I say, finding this unbelievable.

 Dustin and Lucas scoffs, “yeah, we know.”

 Eddie rubs his hand up and down my thigh, in a much more innocent manner than before, trying to give me a piece of solace. I didn’t think to mention Steve because no one else did. I mean they’re not stupid, it isn’t like they would’ve told Steve either way, right?

 “Have fun on your date tonight though.” Lucas says right when the bell rings.  

 Me and Eddie are the first to get up, and as we’re turning our back to them, we hear Mike, Dustin, and Max start moaning in a high-pitched manner, “oh ah oh, Eddie. Oh my god, Eddie!”  

 I whip my head around so fast, in time to see Robin chuck her soda can at them, “Hey! Shut up you little pervs!”  

 I hide my face in Eddies, neck groaning in embarrassment, and he seems to find this amusing because he just chuckles.  

 “It isn’t funny, Eds.” I give him a light shove on the chest.

  “Sure, it isn’t, sweetheart.” Eddie tells me, pressing his lips to my forehead.  

 I give Eddie a quick goodbye kiss on the lips and open the passenger side door to his van, as we had just gotten back from our date, and he was dropping me off at my house. I was fulling expecting Eddie to stay in his van and watch me walk to the front door and then drive away, so when he also gets out of the van, I give him a questioning look, “What’re you doing?”  

 “Can I come in?” He asks me, I figured he’s asking because it’s quite late and my parents are home. Steve was probably asleep or out anyway.  

 I grab his wrist to look at his watch, to see it’s about to be eleven, so I nod and say, “Yeah, Steve is most likely sleeping or out with Robin. We’ll have to be quiet though.”  

 I’m jumbling with my keys at the front door, and finally open it only to see that the kitchen and living room light is on. I thought that maybe I felt the lights on so I continue leading Eddie to the living room. As we’re nearing the room, I hear laughter and snorting. The realization hits me that Steve is home and apparently has friends over.  

 “Fuck!” I whisper yell, pushing me and Eddie against the wall, where we can’t be seen.

 “You’re really starting to take a liking to that word, Y/N.” Eddie tells me, smirking.

 I roll my eyes at him, “Steve’s home.”

 “Oh really? I thought it was the boogeyman. Who is he even with? It’s not like he has friends.”  

   I elbow him when I hear a familiar voice, “Man! You should’ve seen their faces when we told them that we knew!”  

 My eyes widen with horror as I turn to Eddie, still against the wall in the hall, “Shut up. It’s Dustin.”  

 I hear more familiar voices. Mike, Lucas, Dustin, Max and Robin are laughing while sixteen candles plays on the T.V.  

 “Who’s faces?” Steve asks them.

 “Y/N’s and Eddie’s.” Max answers.  

  I can only imagine Steve’s confused, crooked smile as he asks, “W-Wait... What is it that you knew?”  

  “That they’re dating, dingus.” Robin answers.

  “What?!? What do you mean that they’re dating, Robin?” Steve asks scoffing.  

  “I’m taking it that you didn't know...”  

  I grab ahold of Eddie’s hand and tug him after me as I try to silently walk back to the foyer and tip toe up the stairs but I see Steve round the corner, and stand there with his arms crossed. I swear he looks just like our dad that one night he caught me and Steve sneaking back into the house.  

 “Y/N get your ass down here right now! It’s too late, I already saw you.”  

 My shoulder’s slump in defeat and I’m practically pouting like a child as I walk back down the stairs, leaving Eddie on the steps.  

 I walk past Steve and into the living room as he stands, taking the stillness of a statue.  

 “You too Eddie.” He says in a stern voice.  

 I can see from the corner of my eye that he looks hesitant to do as Steve tells him but I just roll my eyes and motion with my head for him to follow me.  

 I do a once over at the little traitors in my living room and tilt my head so they know I was irritated with them.  

 “So.” Steve starts.  

  “What Steve?” I ask, my tone harsh and short.

 “Hey. Don’t take that tone up with me young lady.” His finger is pointing down at me like a father scolding his angsty teen. I hear Lucas and Mike try to hold in their laughs behind me, I bet this is funny too them, seeing an eighteen-year-old get a stern talking too by her nineteen-year-old brother.  

 “God Steve, you’re not dad, you’re barely a year older than me. You act I’m seeing some forty-year-old, it’s just Eddie.” I say scoffing, motioning my hand to Eddie at that last part.  

 “Just Eddie? You've been lying to my face, to mom’s, to dad’s for almost two months now. You stay out late; I hardly see you on the weekends anymore. Don’t you see what he's doing to you? At first, I didn't understand, fuck, I didn’t even notice but now it’s perfectly clear. He’s not good for you, Y/N.” Steve says, his voice raising. I could almost swear I heard a crack in his voice.  

 I see Robin get up from the corner of my eye, motioning for the rest of them to follow her, they exit the room, and go to the kitchen. Eddie stays but tries to make it look like he's picking at his clothes. I feel bad because obviously he's in an awkward position right now.  

 “You’ve got to be kidding me. This is why I lied to you, because I knew you’d react badly. I knew you didn’t like Eddie, still, even after all he's done for Dustin and during Vecna. I have a boyfriend, Steve. So what? Am I not allowed to spend time with him? Why is it that I have to be at arm's length at all times? The only thing Eddie has ever done for me was be there. I’ve changed, for the better. Weren't you the one always telling me I should get out more, interact with people, experience things?” My voice matches Steve’s, going up multiple octaves.

 “Why?” He asks.  

 “What do you mean?” I sound frustrated and it’s because I am.  

 “Why didn't you tell me? We tell each other everything, Y/N.” He’s rubbing his temples and I’m having a hard time deciphering what he’s making out of all of this.  

 “Steve... for one, I know you and Eddie had never been the best of friends, and I didn’t want you to worry. You’ve been through so much.” I tell him, grabbing at his hand.  

 Steve pulls me into a sudden hug, “Y/N, you’re my sister. My baby sister. I’m always gonna worry about you. You’re right, me and Eddie tolerate each other, but I don't hate him. All I want is for you to be safe and happy, you’ve been through so much too. If Eddie’s making you happy then I can deal.” He says into my hair.  

 I sniffle and blink away tears, “He does make me happy, Steve.”  

 Me and Steve jolt up when we hear a deep voice clear his throat, “Eddie.” Steve says, his voice and manner returning to normal.  

 “Ha. Steve...” Eddie says cautiously, a nervous smile on his face.  

 Steve reaches his hand out to Eddie and Eddie takes it, they pull closer together as Steve pats his back and says, “hurt my sister Munson, and it’ll be the last things you do.”  

 “Steve.” I say laughing, shaking my head as Eddie walks over to me, “I wouldn't dream of it.”  

 We all start to walk over to the kitchen with everyone else.

 “Oh, and by the way Steve, I’m not a baby, I’m eighteen.”  

 “Yeah? Well, you sure act like one.” Steve answers.  

 “Says the one getting all sappy back there.”  

 I feel Eddie’s hand slide off my shoulder and go to my lower back, resting right above my butt, he must have forgotten that my brother was behind us because he gets startled when Steve sternly says, “Hands, Munson.”  

 I laugh as Steve furrows his brows and Eddie laughs nervously once again when we enter the kitchen.  

#eddie munson/reader #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x eddie munson #stranger things #demogorgon #fanfiction #steve harrington imagines #harrington!reader #eleven #mike wheeler #nancy stranger things #dustin henderson #lucas stranger things #erica sinclair #max mayfield #billy hargrove #robin buckley #johnathan byers #argyle #suzie stranger things #80s #joyce byers #jim hopper #hawkins lab

[deadbydangit]

Hi! I was wondering if you could try demogorgon, dredge, and hux reacting to the xenomorprh? Idk if there's enough there for a prompt but thank you either way!

I adore this. Like, I adore it. This is the first request I've gotten in a while. I don't know a ton about Alien, so I hope I do okay.

Reacting to the Xenomorph

Demogorgon, Dredge, Singularity

Demogorgon

This could go one of two ways.

One: hostility and aggression.

Demogorgon doesn't know what this new creature is.

And unknown things are threats.

Both are extremely powerful and could cause lots of damage to the world around them and each other.

The Entity would probably have to intervene and keep the two apart, least more damage to the realm be caused.

Two: Curiosity and friendship.

Demogorgon is a very curious creature as is the Xenomorph.

Both may be highly aggressive, but they aren't stupid.

They can sense each other's power and decide against fighting.

They may even work together to secure prey.

Which means all survivors have to stay extra vigilant from now on.

Dredge

The Dredge is, essentially, a god.

Mortal creatures hold no significance to it.

It is extremely intelligent and has vast amounts of knowledge.

However, this new creature is completely foreign to him.

Therefore, it lacks the knowledge of the Xenomorph.

Because of this, the Dredge is interested.

Their interactions will be few to none.

Mainly just observing each other to learn of the new being.

Dredge may look for possible advantages to take against the creature if the need ever arises.

As well as for the purpose of absorbing its power.

The Xenomorph will do the same, it will be for more defensive or food related reasons.

Knowing the harm both could do to each other, they typically have a respectful distance.

Singularity

Out of all of them, Huxley is the most curious.

It takes time to learn about the Xenomorph first.

It is interesting in harvesting its organs to add to its body.

Since this alien could provide new powers and speed the process of evolution.

Singularity has encountered different alien life before, so this new one is not a surprise to him.

If anything, it's welcome.

It has more it can learn and more flesh to absorb.

The Xenomorph is extremely cautious.

To the alien, this creature is of both flesh and machine and is, therefore, a completely foreign object.

It will be on the defensive.

Their relationship will be very strained.

Singularity being on the offense while Xenomorph is on the defense.

They both keep a close eye on each other.

#dbd imagines #dbd ask blog #dbd x reader #dbd killer #dbd singularity #dbd xenomorph #dbd dredge #dbd demogorgon

[yanderedbdimagines]

Yandere plat Demogorgon headcanons with obsesson trying to get them outside trials.

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Ohho. Platonic Demogorgon. :D It’s a real shame they have removed this iconic beast from the game though unless you’d already bought the chapter 13 DLC, along with Steve and Nancy.

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The Demogorgon

Definitely the only killer openly trying to infiltrate the survivors' camp to get at you - basically defying everything the Entity stands for, just by basic instinct and misplaced loyalty alone.

In fact, after it had just barely met you, the first three-four times it tried to enter by burrowing straight into the middle of the camp through the upside down, its access was blocked by none other than the Entity. It was still a bit of a frightening event for you and the rest of the survivors, as the ground randomly bumped up and pulsed for quite a while before disappearing again as quickly as it had come. Not only that, but all the lights and electronic devices flickered on and off during the same time period, indicating that the cause was none other than the Demogorgon.

This beast is smarter than it looks, because after those attempts it will use various animal-like tactics to get to where you are. For example, the Demogorgon has tried several times to sneak into the camp in your own dimension, but was blocked by the infamous black spikes each time it reached the border. However, that doesn't stop it from trying occasionally to this day.

Sometime later, a new tactic developed when it tried to run inside with a terrifying scream, only to run into that same wall. Again, it forced the survivors to be very vigilant during these events.

The Demogorgon often began biting at the spikes in an attempt to break through, but to no avail. 

Trying to reach you as you travel from one campfire to another didn't work either. The Entity always finds a way to intervene. This includes sending another killer to prevent it from intercepting you.

That doesn't stop it from trying anyway. And who knows. Maybe it will eventually find a hole in the net, snatch you, and drag you to its nest sometime in the near future.

#demogorgon #dbd #dead by daylight #reader #dbd x reader #insert #stranger things #yandere

[theres-a-body-here]

Mating Behaviors

The Demogorgon x Reader fluff

Sequel to this post

You can't get pregnant in the Entity's realm.

You found this out after asking around, much to the disgust and discomfort of the other survivors.

However, it doesn't seem that Demogorgon is aware of this fact. And you don't have the heart to tell him.

Demogorgon wanders around the dimly lit room, his elongated limbs gliding across the floor effortlessly as he searches for suitable materials to create a comfortable nest for both of you.

The air is filled with an comfortable silence, broken only by the occasional rustle of fabric and papers as he sniffed and rummaged through the remnants left behind by the researchers of the Hawkins Lab.

In between gathering items, Demogorgon would approach you , nuzzling his head against your warm body in a show of affection before returning to his task.

As he continues to build the nest, you feel a sudden urge to tease him, perhaps out of curiosity or boredom. Standing up from the half-made structure, you step outside the circle, watching as his flower-like mouth widens in surprise.

A series of anxious chirping sounds escape his throat, followed by a low growl that echoes throughout the chamber.

Before you could react, he swiftly grabs hold of you with his powerful arms, lifting you off the ground without breaking a sweat. His touch sends shivers down your spine, yet you find yourself oddly comforted by the familiarity of his grip.

He carefully deposits you back inside the growing nest, ensuring that you were safely enclosed within its boundaries once more.

The moment Demogorgon completes the construction of the nest, you let out a soft chuckle, marveling at the sight of it all.

It was a cozy den adorned with various articles of clothing and torn sheets. It was clear that he had put great care into creating this space for both of you.

As soon as he joins you inside, you feel his cold body press against yours, sending waves of excitement coursing through your veins.

You wrap your arms around his thin torso, drawing closer until your bodies are almost touching. In response, he lets out a satisfied groan, his sharp claws curling slightly as he tries to maintain control over them.

Maybe you could tell him later.

#dbd x reader #dead by daylight x reader #dead by daylight #dbd #demogorgon x reader #demogorgon #stranger things x reader #stranger things

[xtrafluffyteddy]

Well that’s new

Pairing: vampire! Eddie munson x reader, demogorgon hybrid! Steve harrington x reader, mindflayer! Billy hargrove x reader

Mentions: cursing, cuteness, biting

Part of the monster house series which I’ll be making a master list for soon

You were in the middle of embalming a body when your assistant ran in saying there was a very shaken up man on the phone for you. You were quick to give your clipboard to go he assistant besides rushing towards your office slamming your door closed so your assistant couldn’t hear anything.

“Baby why are you calling me at work? Is everything okay? Is someone hurt?“ you heard what sounded like loud squeaking from the other line followed by some clatter and then Billy’s loud cursing. “Steve? Steve? What was that?” You were panicking at that point stomach tied up in knots as you thought about the worst case scenarios but you were snapped out of it by Steve saying “please come home” before the line went dead.

You were frantically gathering all of your stuff when your assistant knocked lightly on the door causing you to jump. “Are you okay?” She asks softly still clutching her clipboard “I’m fine I just need to get home, family emergency” before she could ask more on the issue you were already out the door and racing down the road heart racing.

When you get home you run inside as fast as you can “BOYS!” You shout out only to hear muffled squeaking followed by Steve and Billy cursing and what sound like them struggling with someone or something.

You rushed towards the garage where the source of the noise was coming room swinging open the bedroom door only to see Billy holding a writhing pillow case and an out of breath Steve but no sign of Eddie anywhere. “Are you okay?! What happened?! Where’s Eddie?!?” You quickly checked the two men over only finding small scratches and tiny bite marks.

“We have no clue” Steve mumbles beginning to scratch at the seam of his face/mouth like he usually does when he’s anxious “Eddie said he was just gonna practice his guitar in the garage since according to him it has better acoustics then we heard a loud crash, but when we went to see what had happened Eddie was no where to be found only this stinky little bat” Billy held up the writhing pillow case that was now squeaking quite loudly

You let out a soft sigh and gently take the pillow case from Billy’s grip figuring the poor little bat must be scared shitless. You gently open the top of the pillow case only to be met with a familiar pair of big brown eyes. “Eddie? You murmur with confusion only to be met with a pitiful squeak and a little nod.

“Oh you poor thing” you coo softly gently lifting Eddie from his pillowcase prison. “That’s Eddie?” Steve asks as you tuck Eddie into the front of your shirt to stop his shaking “kinda like him like this” Billy mumbles as Steve reaches out to pet Eddie’s comically large ears earning him a few happy squeaks

Once everything had settled down you all made your way back to the house deciding to sit on the couch and set Eddie on the table so he was facing all of you. “So Ed’s you don’t know what happened?” Eddie squeaks then shook his head no before flopping down in defeat his ears drooping. You clutched your heart at how cute Eddie was even if the situation was strange “aweeeee” you coo scooping up Eddie so you can smoosh your cheek against his fluffy one.

The next few days were….weird to put it lightly. Bat Eddie was more of a menace than regular Eddie was. He would squeak up a storm when he wanted something and if no one answered his squeaks and taps of his little claws he’d resort to light biting followed by more squeaking only louder. He also found evil joy in shitting where ever the hell he pleased which always seemed to be Billy’s workout equipment much to the man’s anger and annoyance. He also loved sitting on you or Steve’s head and tangling himself up in yours hair like it was his own personal nest.

Eddie had been a bat for about 2 weeks when it finally happened. You were holding him in your lap scratching behind his ears like he likes when suddenly there was a huge puff of smoke that blinded you and sent you into a coughing fit while you tried to fan it away. When most of it finally dispersed the first thing you noticed was the heavy weight on your lap followed by Eddie’s wild brunette hair coming into view. “Didja miss me sweetheart” Eddie chuckled pressing kisses all over your face and neck “mmm of course I did Ed’s but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t gonna miss bat you” Eddie gasped dramatically clutching his heart falling off your lap like he had been shot giving you a view of his very naked self.

“Ed’s go get dressed” you giggles only to receive another dramatic gasp from the man now on the floor “and now you don’t like to see me naked anymore?!?” God how you wound me” you rolled your eyes before the both of you made eye contact bursting out laughing.

#stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson imagine #eddie st4 #eddie munson stranger things #eddie stranger things #eddie my beloved #steve harrington #steve harrington imagine #werewolf steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington my beloved #steve the hair harrington #steve the mom #demogorgon Steve harrington #mind flayed! billy hargrove #billy hargrove my beloved #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove stranger things #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove #vampire eddie munson

[ally-holmes]

Regular Customer | Steve Harrington x Reader (ch.7)

Series Masterlist.

Chapter Six – Chapter Eight.

Pairings: Steve Harrington x fem!reader|plus-sized!reader|nerd!reader

Word count: 3297

Regular Customer | Chapter Seven.

The Hawkins High School basketball team had been banned from all school activities not just until the summer, but for the whole of next year. Unfortunately, even when Eddie was expelled, Principal Higgins closed the Hellfire Club forever. Eddie was avoided, as usual, and the gossipers were more interested in Jim Hopper being alive after eight months and Jason Carver being a mastermind than in Eddie; they just assumed he was a poor victim.

It was nice going back to routine, although it was also terrifying. Dustin, Mike, Lucas, Robin, and Max helped them resume their school life sharing space with anxiety, nightmares, hyper-vigilance… the whole PTSD package.

The last months of the school year were uncomfortable, but not bad. The Byers and Eleven moved into Hawkins again, with Hopper, who got his job as chief of police back. Y/N tutored Eddie on his worst subject so he could finally graduate. Max told them that she followed Y/N's advice of singing to herself when Vecna really got her, and it worked to the point she still had a functional arm and no other breaks on her body; she was in a wheelchair until her casted bones healed and Lucas was attentive enough to drive her everywhere. Nancy got accepted into her dream university and Robin started to hang out more with Vickie, from band. The Hellfire Club was relocated to Y/N's house, for Upside Down-aware people only; Eddie was their Dungeon Master and both Eleven and Max decided to play some campaigns with them. Steve went back to work at Family Video and Y/N was a regular customer once again.

Everything seemed calm.

On a hot summery Thursday afternoon, Y/N parked her car in front of Family Video.

"There she comes," Robin pointed out with a wink.

Instead of hiding behind the counter, Steve Harrington opened the door for his favorite regular customer. "Welcome to Family Video, what could we do for you today?"

"Ew, Steve, that's creepy," Y/N laughed, handing him the tape she wanted to return. "Did you finally talk to Keith about the fans?"

"We're so unlucky, Y/N. Save us," Robin complained.

"Go do something over there," Steve ordered his best friend with a pointed look.

Before Vecna, Steve had avoided Y/N and Robin had found any excuse to let them alone. After Vecna, Steve's best moment of the day was when Y/N visited the store, and Robin decided it was much fun to just remain there and watch. The girl flipped him the bird and disappeared. Y/N looked at Steve with lovingly fun eyes; he was blushing shyly while running a hand through his hair. The last time they talked about his love life was in March. It was last June now, and he hadn't dated anyone for that time.

"So, um… are you renting something for tonight?"

"Not really. My parents leave tomorrow morning on a business trip and they want to do some big family dinner tonight. I might be back tomorrow and rent something."

"Well, um… If you're free tomorrow we could, um…" He chuckled anxiously. "We could go to the theater. There's a new movie I think you might like."

She pressed her lips together to avoid a smile, "Sure. Who's coming?"

"Us. Just. Just us. If you want. I mean… as a date."

"I genuinely cannot believe you dated so much with this performance."

"It's different when I mean it, okay? What if you say no? What if it's too late? What if you don't like me anymore? I'm under too much pressure here, Y/N."

"Fine. Fine. I still think you could do it better."

"She's right, dingus!"

"Don't overhear, Buckley! Fine. Yeah. Y/N, I like you. A lot. I really do like you and I think we could spend more time together and date and see what happens. If you want. If you don't, it’s fine. Cool."

"Are you honest, Steve?"

"Never been more honest in my life. Swear to God and hope to die. What do you say?"

For the last few months, Steve and Y/N had spent more time together. He had cooked for her, as he promised, and they had spent more time with Robin and Eddie, too. The four of them enjoying their stupid life. Steve had panicked about Y/N leaving for college only to find out that no matter what university wanted her, she wasn't planning on leaving Indiana; she got into community college with Robin, that way they were both next to him and Eddie.

He wanted a better job. Eddie had gotten a good job as a mechanic and he still had his band, and Steve thought that was much more appealing than a video store. In the end, the long months in which they got to know each other better, helped Y/N's heart to completely threw itself into Steve's arms, and for Steve, he seemed to like her too. It seemed real, not some attraction based on shared trauma.

"Tomorrow then. What time?"

"I work until six. I could pick you up at–"

"Don't be ridiculous, Steve. Our houses are on the other side, it would be a waste of time to drive up and down. I'll wait for you there, you can drive me back home."

"Sounds good to me." He blushed.

"See you tomorrow, then."

"See you tomorrow."

"Good."

"Good."

"Good! Now get back to work."

"Robin!!"

*

She woke up too early that Friday. The anxiety was eating her alive. She had a date with Steve fucking Harrington! It was not a pity date; it was a true date. He hadn't dated anyone waiting for his mind to understand what his heart was pleading for, and he found his resolution. Her heart was beating faster in her chest. She was in such a good mood she was dancing and singing to her favorite songs while choosing what to wear for the evening. It was still too early, but there was nothing else she could do.

She was a nervous wreck for the day, that was her occupation. By the time she had to get ready, she was questioning her wardrobe choices for the twentieth time. She was a pants and Converse girl. Even in the summer, she felt more comfortable with shorts that weren't too short; it was all the thighs' fault. If their rubbing didn't bother her and didn't provoke rashes on the skin, she would love to wear fewer clothes in the hot weather. Eddie was kind enough to mention to her the observation he had made in the first weeks after Vecna, and that was the fact that Steve Harrington seemed charmed by her thighs. By her whole body, really. The moment he thought he was free of scrutiny, he ogled her from head to toe.

This was a date and she wanted to look pretty for her date, different than usual. Thanks to having dresses and skirts for special occasions, she had a variety to choose from. However, she was still undecided. The black one with polls? The white one without sleeves? How about the flowery one that had buttons?

Y/N finally opted for a sundress, white with a patron of tiny cherries, puffy short sleeves, and long to the knees. As for the shoes, let's be honest, she liked comfort better than fashion, and the red Converse Aunt Catherine sent her from New York fitted perfectly with the dress.

Two minutes outside her house and she was hating it. She couldn't go back and change, though.

She arrived at the theater fifteen minutes before the agreed time, and she was thankful for that because then she had time to calm down, and refresh herself for the walk. Her body was sticky with sweat and Hawkins' humid hot weather.

She waited.

Her skin dried and she felt fresher. It was time, but Steve wasn't there yet.

She waited.

The movie had started and she asked to use the phone. Nobody answered at the video store. Nobody answered at his place. What if something bad happened to him?

She waited anxiously.

The movie had finished and she was still waiting, alone. She felt her heart breaking. She didn't think that Steve had dumped her. At least not intentionally. She was terrified something bad had happened to him, and she didn't know what to do or where to go.

A guttural sound vibrated from the alley. Her skin broke into goosebumps. Opening her purse, she touched the knife she kept inside, ready to use it if needed. She followed the noise just to find a demogorgon pulling Max from the other side of the alley as Lucas screamed. Y/N ran towards them, knife in hand. The demogorgon disappeared into a small gate on the theater's back door that was getting smaller and smaller. She got it right in time to stop Lucas from diving in.

"Max!! Max!! It got her!! It got her!!"

"I'll go for her. Go find El. Go find everyone."

"No. No, I'll go with you."

"Then we're all dead. Lucas, go. Go!"

She went through the gate and it closed right behind her. Lucas' voice was muffled for a second before disappearing completely.

There she was, back again to the Upside Down. The demogorgon turned to her, leaving Max, wounded, on the floor. Y/N didn't hesitate in making the first move.

*

The end of his shift was near, and he'd been looking at the clock for the past hour. He was nervous. Steve couldn't remember the last time he was nervous about a date. When he dated Nancy he was confident because he was popular and he knew she liked him. Now he couldn't trust in social constructs established in high school, Y/N wasn't naïve, and most certainly wasn't blindly impressed by him. She might like him, love him even, but she was also weary of him due to the conversation she overheard before Vecna.

He had taken special care in choosing his clothes. He knew he was going to sweat like an animal at the store; therefore, he kept the date clothes in his car with the idea of changing just before going.

Steve was ready to go. He was ready to leave when the phone rang.

"Family Video, how can we help you?"

"Steve," Nancy sounded anguished.

"Hey, Nance, what happened?"

"It's Jonathan. I can't find him. I– Steve, I think I found a gate. Me and Jonathan were at his old house, in the woods, and– He's gone, Steve, I cannot find him."

"Okay, calm down. Are you sure it's a gate?"

"Yeah! Yes, I think so. It looks like the one I found when we were looking for Barb."

"I thought we'd ended those monsters by killing Vecna."

"I don't know. Steve, I don't know. I need help looking for him. Please, go to my house."

"I… Yeah. Fine. I have to make a call. You must call Hopper, right now."

Steve hung up before Nancy could answer and called Y/N's house without a response. The end of his shift must've given him time enough to change calmly of clothes and wait for Y/N at the theater at least thirty minutes before the agreed time; that's the only reason why he went straight to the Wheeler's house instead of waiting to meet with his date so he could take her with him. He still had time.

At the Wheelers' basement, Dustin was using his walkie to call Lucas with his classic "Code red. Do you copy? Code red."

"So, where's Hopper?"

"Steve!" Nancy threw herself into his arms. She was terrified and too tired to keep strong; she needed just a few seconds of weakness. "He said he was going to inspect the area. I couldn't find Jonathan. If something happens to him I– I don't–"

"Hey… Hey, we don't know that yet. Breath."

"Steve, he'd never been in the Upside Down. He–"

"If I survived I think my brother could too. He knows more stuff about the monsters that lived there than I did when I was there."

"Will's right. If Jonathan knows how to lure the demogorgon he must know how to avoid it."

"Where's Eleven?"

"She'd gone shopping with Joyce. We won't be able to reach her yet."

Steve glanced at his watch. He still had time. "I need to go somewhere. I'll–" Before he could finish, Nancy grabbed him by the arm.

"We need to go find Jonathan. I have my guns. I need backup."

"Nance… Hopper's on it. Come on!"

"But it's Jonathan!!"

"I don't think is safe to go anywhere until El gets here. We don't know what's happening. We knew the Upside Down monsters had a hive mind, we thought the Mind Flayer was controlling everything there and we didn't suspect someone was controlling the Mind Flayer. Vecna was the one who controlled everything and he's dead." Mike stated.

"Yeah. Yeah, that's true, but what if the life he created went rogue once he died instead of just dying." Dustin proposed. "I mean, we know how unreliable controlled life could be. He was super powerful, cool, he created life and controlled it but what if that life liked living too much?"

"I think Dustin's right. I still can feel it. It was weak before, but now–"

"Now, what Will? Now what!"

"I don't think they have hive minds anymore."

"Wow. Okay. That explains why they still exist and all, but why the fuck can they come and go now? Who opened a new gate? How?" Steve burst in. "I mean, they're not super powerful with mind shit, are they? They're just hunters, predators. How can they break the bridge every time they want to eat? It makes no sense."

"I hate to admit it, but Steve's right," Mike sighed. "We know that El opened the Mothergate, and we know that its range of powerful magnetism was big enough that it got Will's and Steve's houses in its radius. It didn't get as far as my house. And for Dart, as far as we know, the Mothergate was in its biggest state. After Vecna all the gates closed. At least, the ones at Hawkins did."

"The power," Nancy whispered. "Maybe it's the power. We know Vecna was the most powerful of all and only the combination of Eleven hurting his mind and us hurting his body took him out. If the monsters went rogue, then they might've followed the power residues to open small gates, and we know Vecna's power reached the whole town."

"It could be. In theory," Dustin noted.

"Then, in theory, there could be monsters everywhere in town," Mike pointed out, alarmed.

"We're fucked"

Steve took a look at his watch. Y/N was probably at the theater by now, waiting for him. He excused himself and went to use Wheeler's phone. He found the theater's phone number on the yellow pages but it took him three tries to get somebody to answer; he gave specific instructions to the guy and made him write what he had to say once he found her. He didn't like the idea, he still wanted to pick her up himself and make sure she was alright, but the kids and Nancy kept interrupting him, stopping him, talking to him. He felt imprisoned.

An hour went by without news from Y/N. Eleven and Joyce arrived at the Wheelers' house and Nancy explained what happened. With his new freedom, Steve got out of the house and right into his car.

"Steve! Where are you going!"

"I need to pick up Y/N. Call Eddie, Dustin, ask him if she's with him."

"Steve!" Nancy yelled as he drove away.

Eleven had confirmed their theory and Will's feeling; the demomonsters had gone rogue and had followed the remains of Vecna's power to hunt into their world. Steve had to find Y/N. He wouldn't be at ease until she was in sight. The idea of something bad happening to her… He knew her. He truly knew her now, and if there was any inch of danger, she would fucking jump into it to protect anyone. Robin wasn't like that, for example, she would grab the closest phone and call him or any of the others. Dustin would, too, unless someone he knew was in danger. Why didn't his car go faster? Fuck!

He stopped his car carelessly on Y/N's driveway. The house was silent, dark, and empty. What if she went to Eddie after the employee told her Steve wasn't going? Steve headed to the Munsons' new place so fast that his whole body was in tension; his hands grabbed the steering wheel as if his life depended on it, and he was stepping on the acceleration pedal with his whole will.

"Please. Please. Please."

Eddie and Wayne had received a good amount of money as compensation from the government, and they used it to move into a nice old house that was close to where Max used to live when Mrs. Mayfield was still with Mr. Hardgrove. In fact, their compensation helped them recuperate the house and Mrs. Mayfield was able to find just one job that fulfilled their economic needs. Max's medical bills were covered by the government. No questions asked.

Just as Steve was ready to make a turn and stop his car dangerously on Eddie's driveway, the metalhead's new car was getting out. They almost crashed. Both went out of their cars.

"It's Y/N with you?"

"No, dude. Dustin just called me and told me what happened. I'm going to look for her."

They both yelled. They still had one leg inside the car, their bodies resting on the open door. Both of them are ready to keep driving.

"She's not at home. I might have an idea where she's. Shit. You drive to Robin's, I'll call you there when I find her to go to the Wheelers."

"Okay! If Rob's not there I'll go to the Wheelers."

"Take care, man."

"You too, dude."

Steve did a very dangerous u-turn and drove like a fugitive heading to the theater. He should've gone there first. He should– Shit! Why did he expect that employee to do what he was told? His friends were making him trust strangers, and he shouldn't. He shouldn't believe people were warmhearted.

The boy was beating himself, nonstop, depreciating himself as his car came to a halt. Getting out of the car there was no sign of Y/N on the main street. That's when he heard it. "Y/N!!!" Lucas' voice screamed from the alley. Steve knew that alley well enough, he got beaten up by Jonathan Byers right there. Ironic.

Lucas Sinclair was shouting at a wall while hitting it with his bare hands. Steve ran towards him, stopping him.

"What the fuck happened, Sinclair?"

*

The room was quiet. Too quiet.

"Here we stand. Worlds apart. Hearts broken in two, two, two–" a well-known voice half-singing through the walkie Eleven held.

"How long are you going to keep singing?" Another voice complained.

"It worked for Will, it should work for us. Why, Max, do you only know Kate Bush songs? No Journey? They're good."

Steve let out a shaky breath of relief. At least they were fine. Nancy was still anxious, and he couldn't blame her; if he was feeling like this about a woman he had only known since March, she must've been going insane.

They were about to taste their second theory of the day when the Wheelers' basement door got opened. Hopper entered dragging a covered in Upside Down mucus Jonathan Byers.

A bubbling growl vibrated in the walkie.

Silence.

To be continued…

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Doggo

─ Dbd x gn!teen!reader

─ Summary: a demogorgon and a dog, the same in your eyes

─ warnings: none

1 < 2 > 3 

“For God's sake Steve, it's not that complicated to hold a ‘mirror’”

“It is when you're being chased by a killer, even more so when it's the fucking Demogorgon.”

You rolled your eyes, ignoring the worried mutterings of the boy who was holding up a piece of broken glass so you could get on with your business. What the hell was so important that you had to stand up in the middle of a trial? Well, your eyeliner took precedence over being killed, and since you helped Steve get away from the killer, he was forced to hold the piece of glass for you to finish your makeup.

You had a good defense, your self-esteem could only improve with the eyeliner on, which would mean a better performance in your purposes, basically you guaranteed the escape ten percent more safety and you had faster generators.

“Hurry up, he's on top of us!”

You finished just as a growl was heard, the boy ran ahead of you and you followed him knocking the pallet out of the hut just as the Demogorgon was pouncing to attack, that's why the wooden planks didn't last a second, a chase started though it didn't towards you, apparently the monster had a certain grudge against Steve. You shrugged, jumping towards any nearby generator, with your new state of mind you managed to activate it in a couple of minutes, just enough to return to a chase in which this time you were the prey.

No matter how long you've been here, you'd always get tired of playing cat and mouse very quickly, normally you'd let them hook you, but you promised to help out a little more in the trials so you looked for other options to get rid of the monster without passing him to another one of your mates, the last thing you needed right now is to stress poor Dwight more.

You looked around your stage for something, a rock, a toolbox, a flashlight left on the ground... there was nothing really useful, so at the last moment you grabbed the first thing on the ground, a stick. You waved it to hit it but you miscalculated when you noticed that you only attacked the air, although after that you didn't feel like you were hit, so when you opened your eyes you found the Demogorgon looking ─or so you assumed since he doesn't have eyes─ at the stick, you gasped covering your mouth, holding back small laughs.

You swung the stick back and forth without actually throwing it, this just made the killer sit up, intently following the object you were shaking in the air with his head, needless to say, the result of that game was a complete success, as maybe not for Quentin because he had overslept and got hooked twice in a row in the beginning, but at least Steve, Dwight and you got away with barely a hang up.

There was a bad part of this whole victory, The entity was not very happy with the assassin's performance, knowing that you were behind this beforehand, she decided to give you both a little punishment.

All the survivors were startled when the Demogorgon jumped out of nowhere, knocking you to the ground as he crushed you with his huge body, slobbe dripping from his head or mouth? whatever, the point is that The Entity made him behave more like a canine and aren't the adorable little dogs faithful? Of course, and who was the one who played with a monster from another dimension as if he were a puppy? Yes, you had to play animal shelter caretaker and you wouldn't be upset if it wasn't for how protective he was of his 'owner'.

Did you want to talk to Feng Min about video games? The Demogorgon's claws pulled you away as he growled. Did you want to bet blood points with Ace that Claudette and Jake would end up together? More growling and biting attempts Did you just want to bother Tapp with stupid meme questions about Criminal Minds, Castle, or Hawaii5-0? Don't even think about it, your guard dog had to keep you safe from everyone.

The Entity enjoyed being the winner this time seeing how irritated you were, but the fun was short lived when you decided to take advantage of the situation, it was easier to play pranks on the survivors! Kate has scolded you so many times this week for pretending the Demo attacked you, you gave Dwight and Claudette a mini heart attack for every time you did. It was so much easier to annoy Jake, it was like he had two sphinxes staring at him for a whole day, not to mention Steve's shrill screams, not even Nancy was as uptight as he was, he got a new nickname from you, pussy.

Without a doubt the funniest thing was recording the Demo in a static position while you put dupsted in the background, or when you sometimes mounted on his back and he ran aimlessly, although you discovered that in the fog there were certain hostile creatures, blocked from the camps, but dangerous, you almost died outside of a game, which scared the others a lot, even the Demogorgon because he lived that moment by your side, if it wasn't for him you would surely be dead. No one had ever died outside of a trial, but you doubted the perception of death, you were sure that you would return to the camp as if nothing happened if you ever leave without anyone noticing, something that you are already planning for the future.

Apparently the discovery of something new did not like The Entity very much and decided that the state of the Demo would return to his normal behavior, it ruined some fun for you but you would find another way to spend your time here.

“Maaaan how boring, now I have dependency on a monster that pretended to be a dog.”

You complained, resting your back against a log a little away from the campfire, you closed your eyes trying to relax, but you opened them when you felt something slimy in your hand, you shrank on the spot but quickly recovered when you saw how Demo had left a stick with slobber next to your hand, you eyed it suspiciously silently until he made a gurgling noise to spur you on. You smiled mischievously when you noticed that despite the fact that the killer was initially influenced to behave like a protective canine, now he did it for the pleasure of spending time with you, anyway, the killers' camp was somewhat boring for him, he prefers to play with you.

And speaking of killers... maybe it's time you paid one of your visits.

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[unamused-boss]

Good energy

Okay. This is my first ever fic on here, so I do appreciate polite criticism pls! Plus I've read almost everything for every character I am unhealthy obsessed with... sooo here we go!

Billy Hargrove x Fem Reader

(Billy might be a bit OC in this)

Warnings: strong language, under age drinking

Summary: When Billy moved to Hawkins Indiana he expected rednecks, hicks, and cows. Which he did see and was very much disappointed with. But that was until he sees some color pop out of no where one night in Hawkins.

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Billy was spending his time in Hawkins as patiently as he could, which was close to none. The people were bland, the school was bland, and the weed was bland. 'God I want out of here' was a common thought that crossed his mind through out his day. Between having to deal with his shit-bird of a step-sister Max and with the ass kissing wannabes that do nothing but stick to his ass. All Billy wanted to do was go back to California. The sunsets, the beaches, the waves, the girls, all of it he wanted it all back. The only slight enjoyment he got was when he took the title as 'King' from 'King Steve'.

Currently Billy is walking out to his camaro, wait on his bitch of a sister, drive as fast he can home, hopefully avoid everyone in his house, then go out and get drunk in someone else's backyard. But the universe had other ideas... those idea's being Tommy fucking Hagan. He saw him running up to him from a mile away.

"You gotta be shitting me." Billy muttered irritatedly leaning against his car. Billy to a long drag of his cigarette, hoping for some relief.

"Hey Billy!" Tommy slightly shouted, he seemed somewhat winded from his short run. " You got plans tonight?"

"No, what's it to you?" Billy replied, taking another drag from his cigarette.

"Well there is gonna be a party down by the quarry tonight." Tommy said with a grin on his face.

"Okay? So what's that gotta do with me?" He was getting irritated now. Not only was Max running late but Tommy was still here.

"Harrington's got some girl coming with him, probably his rebound from Princess Wheeler..." That perked Billy's interest, making Steve miserable is his favorite thing to do. "So, what do ya say Hargrove?"

Billy stood still for a minute. No expression on his face only throwing his cigarette on the ground and snubbing it out.

"Count me in... Can't wait to steal Harrington's new girl." Billy laughed as he moved to the driver's seat of his car.

'little shit can skate home' He thought as his car roared out of the parking lot.

On the other side of town at the Chadwick (that will be your last name... sorry not sorry) residence...

Steve was pacing a hole into the floor as his childhood best friend went through her clothes.

"Do you seriously want to go with me tonight? I mean you moved away when you were in sixth grade now you're back... and I mean NOTHING has changed!" Steve was stressing way to much about one party, that being your first party back in Hawkins.

"Steve I'll be fine, the energy that you are putting off right now is not good." You smiled to him. "Good energy will come to you if you let it, you love parties what's got you so worked up plus you've changed for the better."

"That right there! This hippie shit is what is wrong!"

"Steve. If you're gonna worry about me like some mom don't come with me then okay." You didn't want to hurt his feelings but you wanted to have fun. "I get they are all judgy and whatever other adjective you used on the car ride over here, but I don't care. I like who I've become, so "this hippie shit" is trying to decide on the flowing warm skirt or the flowing purple pants!"

"I just don't want you to get mixed into the wrong people." Steve retorted.

"And I won't. I get the you broke things off with all of your old friends and who ever this Billy guy is but you don't have to protect me." You reassured.

"Fine." Steve sighed. "And go with the skirt it will look better with the top."

You smiled to him. "Thank you Steve... now get out I gotta change."

Steve made his way to get out of your room for you to get ready. "Yeah Yeah whatever."

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The time was currently 12:39 am. While the party in the quarry has been going on for quit some time now. Many of the familiar faces of the so called popular crowd made their way in, those faces being Tommy, Billy, Tina, Carol, and among a few others. Billy was buzzed. It may not be a back yard but at least he'd get drunk at the end of the night. Music was blasting from some dude's portable speakers. There was a bonfire lighting the night away. Everyone was either dancing or talking, a few were some were throwing up in the bush. Billy was about to down another drink when Tommy came hurdling right into his back.

"What the hell Hagan." Billy shouted not only for him to hear him but also out of anger.

"Harrington's here with his new girl." He laughed. "You gotta see her, Carol come over here!" Tommy ran and in quick follow so did Carol. Billy sauntered his way over, with what little drink he had left, to where the two love birds perched themselves. And that is when Billy Hargrove saw a burst of color. There she was. She didn't dress like anyone else in Hawkins (Think Stevie Nicks Style). 'She couldn't be from this shit hole. Her hair was frizzy and a but unruly. Her skin glowed with the warm light. The clothes held to each curve of her body but flowed so elegantly as she walked. Who is this babe, not chic she's to pretty to be called a chic, and why was she with Harrington.' All these thoughts pondered Billy's mind.

"Holy shit." Carol said. Tommy and Billy can bot clearly see the shock on her face.

"What?" Tommy questioned, "Do you know her?"

"That's Y/N Chadwick! She moved in the sixth grade!" Slapping Tommy's arm. He gave no response only to be in more shock than Carol.

"Ain't no way... she looks great." That comment got a direct and aggressive response from Tommy. To which he responded with a vocal "Ow!?".

With you and Steve, you guys were just strolling by the bonfire. A cup of jungle juice in your hand with Steve was cupless due to being the driver of the night.

"So first party back in Hawkins, how does it feel?" Steve asked.

"Pretty far out, kinda better than any party from the city." You answered joyfully. To be honest you were happy to be back in Hawkins. City life was fun but it was getting to be to much for you.

"STevE!" An uneven voice yelled out across the rocky yard from us. You saw a girl with bangs and a bob cut calling over to Steve. Clearly she has had her fair share of alcohol.

"Hey Robin!" Steve responded. " You don't mind if I go talk to her do you?"

"No, go have fun!" You cheered. " Go flow, relax!"

"Good energy." Steve gritted through his teeth with a smile as he made his way over to this Robin girl. While you stayed right by the fire with your drink.

Billy saw his opportunity, you were alone and he could talk to you with Steve out of the way. Billy made his way over to you by the bonfire. You look to the guy that has just appeared beside you in the moment.

"Hey." He said it very smoothly.

"Hello." You respond with a sweet smile. Billy could just stare at you smiling. 'Come on man... you just met her get it together.' Billy thought.

"I've never seen you around before, I'm Billy." As Billy introduced himself, he took a step forward to close some space between the both of you. You ,however, stayed where you stood just smiling to the guy Steve was telling you about.

"So you're Billy." You grinned to him. 'God why do the jerks have to be so pretty'. "Steve mentioned you a few times but he didn't tell me how handsome you were."

"Well at least you get the in person experience." Billy answered, " So from what I've heard you have returned to Hawkins."

"Yes I have, what's it to you?" You questioned with a grin.

"Well sweetheart I wanna get to know you, I get you moved back but I am no longer the new kid on the block."

"Well what do you wanna know?" He is trying to be sly. You wanna see were this plays into. His eyes glance behind you.

"If you're gonna ask me if I'm dating Steve you would be wrong." You stated. "He was my best friend as a kid that I kept in contact with, plus he has a lot of stressed energy."

"So you're a hippie girl?" Billy said it as if he was fascinated by you. " Could you tell me what my energy is?"

"You're very hostile." You answered. "You are very tense, you have not relaxed since you have started talking with me. If this is some front you're putting on... I don't dig it." Billy was stunned.

"I'm not putting up any front." He retorted.

"Billy you seem like you have a lot of inner conflict with yourself, and don't try to say other wise." You said. "I already know about the stuff you've done around here and to Steve."

"What?" Billy is confused. "I thought you were into me but now you're giving me this psychoanalysis shit." Billy was clearly getting frustrated with you. So much so it was able to catch Steve's attention.

"Listen, I get some of the stuff I say is weird but I'm not wrong and you know it..." You said. "And I am into you but not if this front you're putting is what I'm getting."

Billy could not believe it. He was getting rejected, rejected by a beautiful girl. ' What the hell'...

"Billy." She cuts him out of his thoughts. "I would love you get to know you if you let me." She stepped closer this time, gently placing her fingers into his. She looked to him, he wants to answer but words aren't coming out of his mouth. 'Say something stupid... anything.'

"How about next Saturday, at 6... good for you?" He said this more gently this time. His frustration and building agitation was gone now.

"I would like that Billy." You answered with a smile, a smile that caused Billy to return. It was like a moment was set in place for you both. Billy could no longer hear the laughing or music, all he was looking at was you. There was something different about you, in a good way. Billy wants to know what that is. Your somewhat romantic moment was busted when a certain head of hair popped up next to you.

"Do we have a problem, Hargrove?" Steve asked. Not only did he get too distracted that Billy walked up to you but he seemed to have been in a sort of deep conversation with you. If you can call it that.

"No. No Harrington we're all good here, right sweetheart." Billy answered, he grinned.

"Yeah, we're fine Steve... I'll see you later Billy." You walked away with Steve. Well more like Steve dragging you to his car to leave after the interaction. You gave a small wave to Billy as you were dragged away.

"What was that all about?" Tommy asked drunk and confused.

"I think I got a date." Billy answered still looking off to were you left. In that moment Billy Hargrove had a thought he never thought he would have... 'I hope this works out.'

When you and Steve reached his car, he instantly went to mom mode.

"What was that about!" Steve shouted, frazzled at the look and thought of the two of you interacting.

"I think I have a date." You giggled. Steve paused...

"WhAT!"

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Okay so I'm gonna end it right there. Please tell me what you think, I would love to hear feed back. As well as what to do to improve myself.

Thank you so much for reading!

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