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My note, Steve note.

Steve (Alice) Harrington (Future Hopper)

Stuck in the uspide down since he's 12 (1978)

El managed to make a mini opening years before 83 which led to Steve getting caught and stuck in the uspide down.

He was reading his favorite book Alice in Wonderland when it happened, and so he named this world after that book.

Steve friends

-3 Demodogs (He just calls them dogs) their names are, Diamond, Clover, Spade

-1 Demobats (Called Bats) Name Hearts

-The kraken at the bottom of the lake that raised Steve named Mom or Cheshire

Steve's Wonderland Reviews!

The areas and monsters that live there, with the danger level and drawings made by me!

-The lake also called neutral zone, This is mom's area, the fights are forbidden inside so it's 100% sure for me! Danger level 0/5

-The City, this is where Tweedledee and Tweedledum reign, Tweedledee and Tweedledum are not very complicated to face in 1v1 but in 2v1 it becomes complicated, if you do not kill both at the same time the other will resurrect the other one, super important area for any items or supplies! Danger level 2/5.

-The Forest, Joker Zone, constant combat, if you enter the forest it is to fight! The joker is not completely evil? But since he is more intelligent than most monsters and I can't guess his intention I can't help but be uncomfortable with him. Danger level 4/5

-The meadow, there is not really a "zone boss" in this area, just a bunch of really scary monsters, especially the cards/the voiceless, or the caterpillar, the cards just follow you silently and if you talk to them they start to imitate your voice, and if you stay too long they will start to imitate you physically. The caterpillar just hangs around in the ground, so it is advisable to stay hidden and up high in this area (I recommend trees)Danger Level 3/5

-The Rabbit Hole, over there you will find the rabbit and the hare, They both have a great hunting instinct and run super fast, unlike Tweedledee and Tweedledum they don't get along, They don't really share the area... rather they fight over it, The dormouse also hangs around sometimes, he likes to pick up the pieces of monsters scattered by the rabbit and the hare. Danger level 3,5/5

-The Hatter's Manor, down there is the second area that I recommend the least, the hatter is damn intelligent and adapts very quickly, with his dogs he is formidably scary. I do not recommend this area at all especially with me, he has a personal grudge since I stole 3 dogs from him (they came of their own free will) Danger level 4,5/5

-The castle of the Queen of Hearts, completely forbidden area, the queen is fucking dangerous and really weird, he is also very intelligent and powerful. Danger level 5/5

These were Steve's notes on this upside down world!

Steve Style

He mutated to adapt to the uspide down

Mutation: All five senses are better (especially the mouth) his heart and breathing are now super slow (almost as if he was dead) and he's faster/Stronger, and more resistant.

none of the drawings are mine, and unfortunately I don't have the artist names, because I found everything on Pinterest :( If you have them I'll take them!

People interested in a sequel? With Will's arrival, Steve's return to the normal world ?

I’m pretty sure it’s not new, but I wanted to do it for a long time

I really wanna draw an AU of stranger things as the beetle juice musical but I can’t draw Steve Harrington yet so until I can here’s my cast list (it’s pretty obvious who’s Lydia mom is and I couldn’t find someone to play Delia)

Echinda!Reader Profile

• Your Powers (Inspired By Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff from ‘Wanda vision’ And ‘Multiverse of Madness’ But…Orange Not Red…And You Also Have The Powers Of The Dazzlings/Sirens From Equestria Girls)

• Your Horns (Inspired By Maleficent From ‘Maleficent’ And ‘Maleficent: Mistress Of Evil’

• Your Hands (Options)

• Your Teeth (Inspired By Abigail Lazar From Abigail 2024)

• Full Name: Y/n L/n

• Allas: The Snake, The Echinda, The Ultimate Being, The Ultimate Evil, The Amber Witch, Amber Witch, Godlike Being, The Sinister Presence, The Powerful Presence, The Ancient Evil, The Wielder Of The Darkhold, Etc

• Height: 13’0

• Age: 345,000 Years Old

• Species: Godlike Snake/Human Hybrid

• Hair Color: Raven Black

• Snake Tail: Black

• Type Of Villain: Sadistic-Godlike Reality Warper

• Did People Write Books About You?: Yes

• Eye Color: Orange (Like Abigail Lazars Vampire Eye Color But Orange…And The Whites Of Your Eyes Are Black)

• Skin Color: Very Pale

• Horns Color: Black

• Likes: Killing, Playing With Your Powers, Torturing Your Victims, Eating People And Drinking Their Blood Killing Them, Strangling People With Your Tail, The Fear Of Other People, Playing With Your Food, Games, Etc

• Personality: Sadistic, Evil, Depressed, Introverted, Low-Tempered, Power Hungry, Playful, Sinister, Cruel, Manipulative, Etc

• Voice: Deep, Feminine, Echoey, And Otherworldly

• Sexuality: Bisexual

• Clothing Style: Gothic

• Tongue Color: Black

• Nail Color: Black

• Blood Color: Black

Opaque Witch!Reader

Amber Witch!Reader

Amethyst Witch!Reader

Sapphire Witch!Reader (Part 2) (Stranger Things Villain Au)

Vampire!reader profile (version 2)

• Your Powers (Inspired By The Scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff From ‘Wanda Vision’ and ‘multiverse of madness’….And inspired by Maleficent’s powers Maleficent from ‘Maleficent’ and ‘Maleficent: mistress of evil’….But but Crimson red not green)

• Your Vampire Eyes (your right eye is a crimson red and your left eye is a golden yellow, around your eyes are black and shadowy)

• Wings and Horns (inspired by Maleficent)

• Vampire Fangs/Teeth (inspired by Abigail Lazar from Abigail 2024)

• Vampire Powers

• Your Hands (because of using the Darkhold your fingers were turned black)

• Full Name: Y/n Lazar (your Abigail lazar’s older sister)

• Species: Vampire/Phoenix

• Height: 7,3

• Age: 2,000 Years Old (your 1,000 years older than Abigail)

• Hair Color: Raven Black

• Nail Color: Black

• Horns And Wings Color: Black

• Personality: Sadistic, Evil, Mean, Insane, Psychopathic, Power hungry, Sinister, Quiet, Etc

• Gender: Female

• Sexuality: Bisexual

• Type Of Villain: Sadistic-Vampiric Mastermind

• Siblings: Abigail Lazar

• Born Or Turned?: Born

• Blood Color: Black

• Vampire Eye Color: left eye is a golden yellow and your right eye is a crimson red

• Eye Color: Dark Blue

Egyptian Goddess!Reader Profile

• Your Powers (You have all the powers of the scarlet witch/wanda Maximoff from Wanda vision but golden not red….And you also have all the powers of Raven/Rachel Roth from Titians but black and golden not black and purple)

• Outfit Options

• Cuff/Bracelet on both wrists Options

• Phoenix And Anubis Form

• Horns And Wings (Inspired by Maleficent)

• Hand Jewelry Options

• Your Hands Options

• Your Teeth (inspired by Abigail lazar from Abigail 2024)

• Your Personality (You have a Wednesday Addams kind of personality)

• Full Name: Y/n L/n The Goddess Of Egypt

• Allas: The Egyptian Goddess, Egyptian, The Golden Witch (you know instead of ‘the scarlet witch’ it’s ’the golden witch’), The Ultimate Being, The Goddess, Very Intimidating, Y/n L/n Goddess Of Egypt, Ec

• Height: 9’8

• Age: 30 Billion Years Old

• Personality: Blunt, Serious, Introverted, Quiet, Emotionless,

• Hair Color: Raven Black

• Species: Egyptian Phoenix

• Voice: Deep, Feminine, And Otherworldly

• Language Spoken: Egyptian (you don’t know how to speak English but you understand English)

Scarlet Witch!Reader (stranger things 5 villain au)

Tall!Fey!Goddess!Reader Profile

• Powers (You have all the powers of the scarlet Witch/Wanda Maximoff From Wanda vision but…Purple not red….You also have all the powers of Raven/Rachel Roth from titians 2018)

• Your Eyes

• Hand/Claw Options

• Your Crown

• Wings and Horns (Inspired by Maleficent)

• Your Teeth (Inspired By Abigail Lazar From Abigail 2024)

• Your Outfit (Inspired By Maleficent)

• Phoenix Form

• Full Name: Y/n L/n

• Height: 8’9

• Age: 16 Billion Years Old

• Personality: Kind, Loving, Caring, Calm, Serious, Sarcastic, Etc

• Allas: The Dark Fey, Fey Goddess, The Fey Goddess, Amethyst Witch, The Amethyst Witch (you know…instead of ‘the scarlet witch’ it’s ‘the Amethyst Witch’), Demon, The Demon, Queen y/n, Etc

• Hair Color: Raven Black (with a purple hair streak)

• Sexuality: Bisexual

• Species: Fey/Demon/Phoenix Goddess

• Skin Color: Very Pale

• Voice: Deep, Feminine, And Otherworldly

Scarlet Witch Crown In Different Colors

Angel!Goddess!Reader Profile

• Angel Powers (Powers Just Like the scarlet witch but blue instead not red)

• Angel Wings (Inspired By Maleficent But Angel White Color Not Raven Black Color)

• Angel Hand Jewelry And Nails

• Angel Outfit

• Angel Crown Options

• Angel Necklace And Earring Options

• Angel Bracelets On Both Wrists Options

• Angel Eyes (The Color Of Your Eyes Are Dark Blue)

• Angel Teeth (Inspired By Abigail Lazar From Abigail 2024)

• Full Name: Y/n L/n

• Allas: The Goddess Of Chaos And Peace, The Myth, Goddess, Angel Goddess, Angelic Being, The Sapphire Witch, Sapphire Witch, Etc

• Age: 17 Billion Years Old

• Height: 9’7

• Have People Wrote Books About You?: Yes They Have

• Personality: Kind, Caring, Calm, Sarcastic, Loving, Sadistic, Serious, Introverted, Etc

• Likes: Love, People, Relaxing, Killing Bad People, Etc

• Dislikes: Being Lied To, Demo-Bats, Demogorgans, Demo-Dogs, Vecna, Etc

• Hair Color: Raven Black (with a dark blue hair streak)

• Type Of Anti-Villian: Godly Tragic Reality Warper

• Voice: Deep, Feminine, Intimidating, A Little Bit Sadistic, Otherworldly, Etc

• Sexuality: Bisexual

Half-Siren Half-Vampire Hybrid!Queen!Goddess! Reader (Y/n Profile) (Stranger Things Villain Au)

• Your Powers (your Powers are just like The Scarlet Witch aka Wanda Maximoff)

• Your Hands

• How Your Mermaid Tail looks (the color of your tail and scales is red)

• Outfits And Accessories Options….

• Crown’s

• Hand Accessories And Nails

• Mermaid/Vampire Outfit Option’s

• Vampire/Siren Teeth (Inspired By Abigail From Abigail 2024)

• Full Name: Y/n L/n

• Allas: The Queen, The Queen Of Vampires And Sirens, Queen, The Ultimate Being, The Evil Queen, Sadistic, The Queen Of The Upside Down, Evil, Pure Evil, The Scarlet Witch, Scarlet Witch, Goddess Of Vampires And Sirens, Etc

• Height: 9’4

• Age: 14 Billion Years Old

• Hair Color: Raven Black

• Sexuality: Bisexual

• Personality: Sadistic, Evil, Psychopathic, Sarcastic, Bad-Tempered, Serious, Power Hungry, Manipulative, Mean, Etc

• Status: Alive

• Species: Vampire/Siren Hybrid Goddess

• Friends: Vecna, Demogorgans, Demo-Bats, Demo-Dogs, The Mind Flayer, Etc

• Eye Color: Crimson Red

• Skin Color: Very Pale

• Paraphernalia: Darkhold

• Gender: Female

• Type Of Villain: Tragic Reality Warper

• Voice: Deep, Feminine, Unsettling, Otherworldly, Demonic, Etc

• Hobby: Eating People Alive, Relaxing On Your Throne, Playing With Your Powers, Taking/absorbing Your Victims Powers if they have any and then Killing Them, Torturing your victims and making fun of them because they have no power, Powers, Killing People, If You Find Your Victims Deserving Of Living And Worthy Then You Turn Them Into A Vampire Or A Siren, Etc

• Your Aura: Evil, Dark, Intimidating, Unsettling, Etc

• Goal: Rule The Entire Multiverse and Universe

• Dislikes: People/Mortals, Humans Making You Mad, Bad News, Humans, Love, Etc

• Have People Wrote Books About You?: Yes They Have

• Likes: Being Evil, People Thinking They Can Defeat You, Killing People Not Caring Who It Is, Absorbing Powers, Murder, Torturing, People Fearing Her, Drinking Peoples Blood And Draining The Life Out Of Them, Etc

Sapphire Witch!Reader (Part 1) (Stranger Things Villain au)

The Scarlet Witch Y/n Stranger Things 5 Poster (stranger things villain au)

Vampire!Reader

Vampire!Reader Poster (Stranger Things Season 5 Poster/Stranger Things Villain)

Mike Wheeler X Reader Idea’s for you!

MIKE WHEELER (STRANGER THINGS)

Plot for these idea’s: Season 1,2,3,4…Season 5…to be continued

• Mike Wheeler X Popular!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Maleficent!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Captain Marvel!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Raven!Reader (Raven from titans 2018)

• Mike Wheeler X Harley Quinn!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Na’vi!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Scarlet Witch!Reader (you have the scarlet witch outfit from multiverse of madness, you also have the Darkhold…and it has corrupted you)

• Mike Wheeler X Ahmanet!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Enchantress!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Vampire!Reader (inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024)

• Mike Wheeler X Werewolf!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Dragon!Reader (inspired by Siveth from DragonHeart: Vengeance)

• Mike Wheeler X Ghostface!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Sapphire Witch!Reader (Scarlet witch powers but dark blue not red, you have the outfit from multiverse of madness, you have the Darkhold and it has corrupted you)

• Mike Wheeler X Escape Lab!Reader (you have Scarlet witch powers but golden not red)

• Mike Wheeler X Zombie!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Emerald Witch!Reader (Scarlet witch powers but green, you have the scarlet witch outfit from Wanda vision)

• Mike Wheeler X Egyptian Goddess!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Jennifer Check!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Blind!Reader (inspired by Toph beifong from avatar: the last airbender)

• Mike Wheeler X Female!Demogorgan!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Mute!Reader (your 100% mute so you use a notebook or sign language)

• Mike Wheeler X Siren!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Mermaid!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Demon!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Succubus!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Deaf!Reader (your 100% deaf so you use sign language or a notebook)

• Mike Wheeler X Ghost!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Cryokinesis!Reader (ice manipulation)

• Mike Wheeler X Pyrokinesis!Reader (fire manipulation, dark blue fire not normal fire)

• Mike Wheeler X Hydrokinesis!Readed Water Manipulation, you can control/Make/Manipulation, you could control the ocean if you wanted to)

• Mike Wheeler X Cruella!Reader (2018 cruella version)

• Mike Wheeler X Chorokinesis!Reader (plant manipulation)

• Mike Wheeler X SZA!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Amber Witch!Reader (Scarlet witch powers but orange, you have the scarlet witch outfit from Wanda vision)

• Mike Wheeler X Telekinesis!Reader (your stronger than eleven and Vecna combined)

• Mike Wheeler X Telumkinesis!Reader (weapon manipulation)

• Mike Wheeler X Animankinesis!Reader (life manipulation)

• Mike Wheeler X Chronokinesis!Reader (time manipulation)

• Mike Wheeler X Electrokinesis!Reader (electricity manipulation)

• Mike Wheeler X Aerokinesis!Reader (air manipulation)

• Mike Wheeler X Heamokinesis!Reader (blood manipulation)

• Mike Wheeler X Tourette’s!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Daki!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Nezuko!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Wednesday!Reader (Jenna Ortega Version)

• Mike Wheeler X Possessed!Reader (what If Will was not the only one to get possessed, your the main host for the mind flayer instead of Will, the possession effected you worse than Will)

• Mike Wheeler X Rose Witch!Reader (Scarlet witch powers but dark pink, you have the scarlet witch outfit from Wanda vision)

• Mike Wheeler X Yandere!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Ashnikko!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Agatha Harkness!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Russian!Reader (you only speak Russian, you understand English you just can’t speak English, Mike tries to teach you English tho)

• Mike Wheeler X British!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Famous!Singer!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X MetalHead!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Famale!Hellfire Club Member!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Flayed!Reader (you were flayed instead of Billy but worse effected)

• Mike Wheeler X Airbender!Reader (you have Aang’s powers and tattoos Aang form the last Airbender)

• Mike Wheeler X Quiet!Depressed!Reader (you don’t speak at all, you don’t really show any emotion)

• Mike Wheeler X Mean!Bully!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Flirty!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Male!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Male!Escape Lab!Reader (you can control/Manipulate/Make purple Fire not normal fire)

• Mike Wheeler X Goth!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Punk!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Symbiote!Reader (your the female version of venom)

• Mike Wheeler X Tall!Angel!Goddess!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Jinx!Reader (jinx form arcane)

• Mike Wheeler X Catwomen!Reader (Hallie berry version)

• Mike Wheeler X Photokinesis!Reader (light manipulation)

• Mike Wheeler X Atmokinesis!Reader (weather manipulation)

• Mike Wheeler X Ergokinesis!Reader (energy manipulation)

• Mike Wheeler X Omnikinesis!Reader (Reality manipulator)

• Mike Wheeler X Tarrakinesis!Reader (element manipulation)

• Mike Wheeler X Mensio-Ergokinesis!Reader (Quantum energy Manipulation)

• Mike Wheeler X Robot!Reader (inspired by m3gan from m3gan 2023)

• Mike Wheeler X Sinclair!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Ghost!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Murderer!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Darkness Witch!Reader (Scarlet witch powers but black not red, you have the outfit from multiverse of madness, you have the Darkhold and it has corrupted you)

• Mike Wheeler X Genderless!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Transgender!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Female!Terminator!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Yandere!Vampire!Reader (inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024)

• Mike Wheeler X Yandere!Siren!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Famous!Model!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Female!Prime!Transfromer!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Female!Alastor!Reader (your Alastor from hazbin hotel but female but you have a human disguise so you blend in)

• Mike Wheeler X Tall!Fey!Goddess!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Angel!Goddess!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Yandere!Zombie!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Serial Killer!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Crazy!Yandere!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Dimitrescu!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Veronica MayDay!Reader (your Veronica mayday from helluva boss)

• Mike Wheeler X Cheerleader!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Fairy!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Maleficent!Reader (maleficent but with dark blue powers not green)

• Mike Wheeler X Half-Shark!Reader (you have shark teeth)

• Mike Wheeler X Yandere!Demon!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Female!Doctor Strange!Reader (you have the same powers as doctor strange)

• Mike Wheeler X Famale!Ink Bendy!Reader

• Mike Whereler X Tall!Female!Vampire!Reader (inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024)

• Mike Wheeler X Female!Sonic!Reader (you have Sonic’s powers Sonic from Sonic the Hedgehog movie)

• Mike Wheeler X Tall!Werewolf!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Dying!Reader (instead of Billy getting killed by the mind flayer it was you)

• Mike Wheeler X Billie Eilish!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Nancy Downs!Reader (you are Nancy downs from the craft)

• Mike Wheeler X Ravenna!Reader (your Ravenna from ‘the huntsman & snow white’)

• Mike Wheeler X Yandere!Scarlet Witch!Reader (you have the scarlet witch outfit from Wanda vision, your starting to use the Darkhold)

• Mike Wheeler X Sorceress!Reader (your the twin sister of the enchantress…enchantresss from Suiside Squad)

• Mike Wheeler X Mommy Long Legs!Reader (your mommy long legs from poppy playtime)

• Mike Wheeler X The Monstrosity!Reader (your basically the smile entity from smile, you possessed some one so you look like a human when your really not)

• Mike Wheeler X Half-Siren Half-Vampire!Queen!Goddess!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Angel!Demon!Queen!Goddess!Reader

•Mike Wheeler X Femboy!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Female!Micheal Myers!Reader

• Mike Wheeler X Opaque Witch!Reader (scarlet witch powers but teal/turquoise)

• Mike Wheeler X Female!Doctor Strange!Reader (you have powers just like doctor strange)

• Mike Wheeler X Echinda!Reader

•Mike Wheeler X Deadite Elle!Reader

•Mike Wheeler X The monstrosity!Reader (Just like the smile entity from Smile 1 and 2)

•Mike wheeler X Rio Vidal!Reader (Just like Rio Vidal aka Lady Death from Agatha All Along)

•Mike Wheeler X Female!Art the clown!Reader (Just like Art The Clown from the Terrifier movies just female version)

•Mike Wheeler X Sabrina Carpenter!Reader (Singer-songwriter and actress)

•Mike Wheeler X Doja Cat!Reader (Singer-Songwriter and rapper)

(A/N: Hi hope this inspires you!…if you wanna see more of my posts you can it’s recommend!… I also made y/n au profiles so you know what y/n might look or be like…you can use these ideas on Wattpad if you wanted or just here…Anyways…YOUR WELCOME! :)

ENCHANTRESSES TWIN Y/N PROFILE

Name’s: Sorceress, y/n,

Powers/Abilitys/Skills: High intelligence, intimidation, manipulation, deception, master martial artist, magic weaponry, mystical powers, superhuman strength, superhuman durability, teleportation, telepathy, master sorceress, expert combatant, expert marksman, expert tactician, multilingualism, telekinesis, hallicikinesis, force-field generation, levitation, ergo-telekinesis, pathokinesis, cerebrokinesis, regeneration, neuro-electric interfacing, Ergokinesis, mentokinesis, flight, conjuration, transmutation, disintegration, reality warping, life creation, spell casting, astral projection, Chronokinesis, energy absorption, atmokinesis, elemental manipulation, power bestowel, etc

DarkHold Powers: physical augmentation, Dreamwalking, power absorption, etc

Age: 6,373

Hight: 7’9

Personality: Vindictive, manipulative, power hungry, introverted, serious, etc

Type Of Villain: Hegemonic Sorceress and Tragic Reality Warper

Family: Enchantress (twin sister), incubus (brother),

Status: alive

Birthdate: 4,357 B.C.

Paraphernalia: DarkHold

Species: Homo Magi

Steve Harrington X Eddie Munson X Sapphire Witch!Reader (this is just an idea you can use it if you want to!)

Summary: Stranger things Seasons 1 through 4…Season 5…to be continued…

(A/N: Hi hope this inspired you if you want to see more of my posts you can it’s recommended!…you can also use this idea on Wattpad to if you wanted or just here on tumblr just giving you options!… I also made y/n au profiles so you know what y/n could look like….YOUR WELCOME! :)

Byler (Mike Wheeler X Will Byers) X Sapphire Witch!Reader (this is just an idea for you, you can use it if you want!)

Summary: Season 1 through season 4…season 5

Important information you need to know about the idea…..

• You are fully corrupted by the DarkHold

• Your the main Villain of Stranger Things…There’s no Vecna…you killed him in season 1…but decided resurrect him…to help you…your using him tho..but he doesn’t know that.

• Your main Goal is to Rule the entire universe/Multiverse and you with not stop at nothing to protect Mike and Will…even if it means Sacrificing/killing people…

• The plot is…Stranger things 1 through Stranger things 4….Stranger things 5…to be continued.

• Your Created the upside down and its creatures the Demogorgans, Demo-Bats, Demo-Dogs and the mindflayer…the upside down is Dark blue instead of red.

• You have Scarlet witch powers but Dark blue…not red.

• It’s your destiny to destroy the world and the entire universe/Multiverse…you will not stop nothing to do that.

• you use the darkhold to help you gain power and…protect your boyfriends Mike wheeler and Will Byers…no matter the cost.

• it’s you and Vecna they have to try to stop…

• your introverted, sadistic, serious, Bad-Tempered, kind, etc

• Mostly everyone is scared of you…..

• your hands get more worse as you use the darkhold…and your skin gets even paler to…side effects from the darkhold

• y/n Maximoff is gone…it’s the Sapphire witch

• You hate being called y/n maximoff…you prefer Sapphire witch.

• your very intimidating…

• You could use this idea on Wattpad if you want to! or just here on tumblr.

• paraphernalia: The DarkHold

• Characters: Steve Harrington, Dustin Henderson, Mike Wheeler, Will Byers, Max Mayfield, Lucas Sinclair, Erica Sinclair, Nancy Wheeler, Jonathan Byers, Robin Buckley, Eddie Munson, Joyce Byers, Eleven, Jim Hopper, Billy Hargrove, y/n maximoff/Sapphire Witch….and the rest of the stranger things Characters.

(A/N: Hope this inspires you I give ideas to you if you need inspiration I have it!…and I made y/n au profiles so you know what y/n might look like…Anyway I hope you love this and it inspired you..If you wanna see more go see my other posts then go ahead…it’s recommended!…YOUR WELCOME :)

ZOMBIE Y/N PROFILE

• Zombie Teeth (inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024)

• Zombie Eyes

• Zombie Appearance (inspired by vampire!Sammy from Abigail 2024… I know Abigail is a vampire movie… but still why not?) ___________________________________________

• Names: y/n, 003, etc

• Powers/skills: Levitation, Super strength, intimidation, Telekinesis, chorokinesis, Scarlet Witch powers(but teal), heightened senses, immortality, Superhuman Strength, Inhuman Speed, etc

• DarkHold Powers: Physical Augmentation, Dreamwalking, Power Absorption, etc

• Personality: Evil, psychotic, psychopathic, giddy, unhinged, Seductive, Loving, manipulative, Sinister, calm, Aggressive, etc

• Information: you can’t really speak because basically your a zombie but you can speak a little, all you do is a grunt, shriek, scream, laugh or growl, you eat humans, you eat animals sometimes, your hostile, you rely on your heightened since of smell to find your prey like humans, you have supernatural abilities/powers, your covered in blood (gif above), you can survive getting shot multiple times, you live in the upside down, you can go to the real world if you wanted to, your stronger than Vecna but you didn’t tell him that yet, your stronger than eleven, when eating peoples flesh your laughing and smiling evilly, you like to smile a lot, you like causing fear, Sadness, chaos, and Destruction, The color of your tongue is Black, etc (etc basically means you can add more information to yourself)

• Hight: 7,6

• Age: 23,432

• Home: The upside down

• Best Friends: The Mind Flayer, Demo-Bats, Demo-Dogs, Vecna, Demogrogans, Etc

• Species: Zombie

• Sexuality: Bisexual

• Skin Tone: Grey

• Hair Color: Dark Black hair

• Paraphernalia: DarkHold

SUCCUBUS Y/N PROFILE

• Succubus Hands

• Succubus Horns

• Succubus Tail

• Succubus Eyes

• Succubus Outfits inspirations and appearance

• Succubus Teeth (inspired by Abigail)

Species: Succubus

Hight: 8’7

Powers/Skills: Levitation, Flight, Scarlet Witch Powers, Telumkinesis, Amimankinesis, Hydrokinesis, Elemental powers, Pyrokinesis, Chorokinesis, conjuring, Superhuman Strength, Supernatural Powers, Telekinesis, Electrokinesis, Flexibility, Can Use Claws for Killing and Tearing Through Anything, Cryokinesis, indomitable Will, Very Loud Inhuman Streams, Inhuman Speed, etc

Personality: Sadistic, Psychopathic, Manipulative, Crazy, Dominant, Loving, Selfish, Mean, Evil, Insane, Seductive, etc

Name’s: Y/n, Succubus, etc

Title: Queen of the upside down

Skin Tone: Grey

Age: 400,000

DEMON Y/N PROFILE

• Demon Outfits

• Demon hands (inspired by Agatha harkness from Wanda vision) • Demon Wings and horns inspired by Maleficent

• Demon teeth (inspired by Abigail from Abigail 2024)

• Demon Eye inspirations

• Demon powers/skills: Very High Intelligence, Levitation, flight, very high intelligence, intimidation, pyrokinesis, conjuring, godlike powers, illusions, Scarlet witch powers, manipulation, corruption, element manipulation, indomitable power and will, Superhuman strength, telekinesis, can use claws to kill and tear anything, teleportation, contortion, flexibility, very loud inhuman screams, inhuman speed, immortality, hydrokinesis, Chorokinesis, airokinesis, blood manipulation, chaos magic(like scarlet witch), electrokinesis, telumkinesis, Animankinesis, possession, contortion, Transfromation, Shapeshifting, Singing, immortality, Reality manipulation, Quantum energy manipulation, pyrokinesis, Indomitable Power and Will, unlimited power, Captain Marvel Powers, Meleficent Powers, Rachel Roth/Raven Powers, Weather Manipulation, Etc (you have unlimited powers, you have any power imaginable, you have uncountable powers and abilities and Skills.)

• Your Scarlet witch powers change color at will or based on your emotions along with your outfit, it can be the scarlet witch outfit from Wanda Vision or multiverse of madness…

• What your other powers look like…

• Darkhold Powers: Physical Augmentation, Dreamwalking, Power Absorption, etc

• personality: wicked, evil, flirty, insane, crazy, loving, vindictive, Depressed, Seductive, kind, Calm, Creepy, Does not have Remorse, Sinister, Sadistic, Cruel, Intelligent, Ignorant, etc

• Age: 900 Billion years old (you have been here for a long time so yeah this is your age)

• Skin tone: Grey, black veins,

• Hight: 9’9

• Titles: Queen of the upside down, the creator of the upside down Goddess of the upside down, etc

• What Your Voice Sounds like: Demonic, Female, gets more Demonic when your mad, Sounds like two female voices are speaking at the same time, Deep, Sadistic, etc

• How you smile: Creepy, wide and showing razor sharp teeth, sinister, evil, Sadistic, etc

• What you enjoy doing: Torturing your victims, killing people, playing with your powers, Eating Flesh and Drinking The Blood as Well(smiling evilly doing so), Smiling, Causing fear, Sadness, pain, and Destruction, You get high of the fear of others, etc

• Best Friends: The Mind Flayer, The Demongrogans, The Demo-Dogs, Vecna, The Demo-Bats, etc

• Names: y/n, 000, Pure Evil, etc

• What Your Laugh Sounds Like: Evil, Sinister, Demonic, Sadistic, unsettling, etc

• Species: Demon, Fey, Vampire, Goddess, Werewolf, Succubus, Siren, Etc

• Sexuality: Bisexual

• Hair Color: Dark Black hair

• Basic Information: your way more powerful than Vecna and eleven, you have thousands of powers, your pure evil, etc

• Goal: Enslaving The Entire Universe/Multiverse.

• Paraphernalia: DarkHold

• Allas: The most powerful being in the multiverse/universe, The Ultimate Evil, Pure Evil, etc

• Languages Spoken: you can speak any language basically

VAMPIRE Y/N PROFILE (version 1)

• Hight inspired by Lady D

• Vampire teeth inspired by Abigail

• Vampire Eye inspirations

• Vampire Appearance (Inspired by Vampire Sammy from Abigail 2024)

• Vampire outfit (inspired by Sammy’s outfit Sammy from Abigail 2024)

• Name’s: y/n, 002, etc • Vampire powers/skills: Levitation, high intelligence, telekinesis, intimidation, Scarlet witch powers (powers just like scarlet witch but Dark blue and Red) immortality, Superhuman Speed, Flexibility, Transformation, superhuman strength, etc (etc basically means you can have more powers than these if you want)

• DarkHold Powers: Physical augmentation, Dreamwalking, Power absorption, • Age: 37,430

• Personality: Evil, psychopathic, insane, crazy, manipulative, Loving, Sadistic, giddy, Sinister, etc

• Skin tone: very pale

• Hight:9’6

• Facts: Your blood is black, Covered in blood (a/n: gifs above), Talks in Sing-song kind of voice (a/n: most of the time) it Sounds Sadistic, Evil and unsettling and like your possessed but your not, Dances ballet Creepily, your tongue is black, you have unimaginable and uncountable Powers,

• Eyes: one is blue, and the other one is red (a/n: gifs above)

• Loves: Killing, Feeding on blood and flesh, Dancing ballet, Smiling Evilly and Creepily, playing with your victims, laughing evilly, dancing with her dead victims body, can survive being shot multiple times, Causing fear, chaos, and Sadness, etc

• Home: the upside down

• Best friends: Vecna, Demogorgans, Demo-bats, Demo-dogs, The mind flayer, etc

• Species: Vampire

• Sexuality: Bisexual

• Hair Color: Dirty Blonde

• Goal: To rule the entire Universe/Multiverse

Steve Harrington but he accidentally got shinigami powers and he doesn't know what's goin on

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Formula One:

Oscar Piastri (OP81) :

Traitor (Part One)

Traitor (Part Two)

That Night {Smut!}

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Overprotective/Angry Oscar

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Stranger Things

Eddie Munson:

Broken Nails and Broken Promises

Shackled to you (part two of Broken Nails and Broken Promises)

"He's an idiot." Steve Harrington x Female!Reader

❥ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ: 6k

❥ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: Sweet!Steve Harrington x Female!Reader

❥ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: After being stood up by Eddie Munson, you run into Steve Harrington on the walk home from the trailer park. He lends you listening ear and a ride—and instead of taking you home, he takes you to his.

❥ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: MDNI! 18+ content! Explicit language. Smut with undertones of fluff, and a little angst (if you squint). Unprotected penetrative sex, f!receiving oral sex, past casual relationship with Eddie.

❥ ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀ'ꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: My first post, nerve wracking as hell !! I think I got a bit carried away !

You stare at the phone blankly after hanging it up. It was a call that you had been all but unfamiliar with receiving, but it conflicted you all the same each time. And always went the same way. He would make fake niceties, ask you shallow questions about your day and try to keep up some small talk before, inevitably, asking the same damn question. 

“Do you wanna come over tonight?”

You huffed in annoyance each time, making a half-hearted attempt to resist and trying to conjure up some lame excuse not to, but each time you would end the call with a reluctant ‘Fine, Eddie, I’ll be there.’ You hated yourself for being persuaded so easily. It was basically routine at this point, and it was stupid of you to even pick up the phone in the first place. As soon as you heard his voice on the other line, you should’ve hung up on him. You always think these things are so easy to do until you have to do them, until you hear his sultry voice pleading on the other end of the phone for just one more time. You let yourself think, in that moment, that maybe it’ll be different for once. It’s a stupid, short-lived belief.

Even so, you find yourself sat in front of your vanity again, brushing your hair and curling your eyelashes in hopes of impressing him. Maybe if your cheeks are a little more rosy, your eyelids a little more colourful, he might change how he feels about you. He might come to the revelation that he wants more than just sex this time. You know your efforts are futile, as long as your clothes are easy to take off he couldn’t care less about anything else, but it makes you feel better for a few moments to let yourself believe otherwise is true. You reluctantly slip on a matching set of underwear, lacy and baby pink. Very intentional. You know you look good, and you know that Eddie will appreciate it. You realize that this is the reason he expects the same thing every time—because you deliver it. You curse yourself for it. Shaking the thought from your head, you step into a short pink dress, throwing a cable-knit cardigan on top. 

You try not to think as you walk down the stairs, out of your house, and down the street to his. You consider turning back about a million times, but you end up at his trailer before you can actually muster the courage to do it. You knock on the door a couple times, waiting patiently, stupidly, for a response. Then again when you don’t receive an answer, the action proving ultimately as useless as the first one. You raise onto your tiptoes to try peek through the window, and you find that the trailer is completely empty inside. Your face grows warm as you look around the trailer park, realizing no one is around or waiting for you. 

Tears threaten your eyes, and you forcefully blink them away before they get the chance to well. You shake your head, promising yourself that you won’t be brought down by the behaviour of Eddie Munson. Not again. You turn and make your way back down the street, your shoulders slumping. The street is desolate and lifeless, the late hour clearing the pedestrians from wandering and leaving you alone on the road. That is, until headlights shine from behind you, casting your shadow on the concrete front of you. 

A familiar burgundy BMW slows as it approaches, stopping beside you. The tinted window rolls down, and you’re met with the face of Steve Harrington. You brush a stray hair from your face, then attempt to clean the smudged mascara from beneath your eyes with the knuckle of your thumb.

“Hey, L/N,” he drapes his arm over the door, “what are you doing out here?” he asks, his eyebrow cocked as he looks up and down the dark street. You’re slightly surprised to hear the concern in his voice. Although, you suppose, you’ve seen him around and you hang around a lot of the same people. Besides, it’s kind of impossible to roam the halls of Hawkins High School and never hear the name King Steve. You’ve had quite a bit of interaction with this boy, but the significance of your friendship only really occurs to you the moment that he stops his drive to talk to you. 

You shrug your shoulders, and you feel your cheeks grow rosy as you realize you have to find a way to avoid telling him the truth for the sake of your own dignity. He raises an eyebrow at you, “It’s late, you know,” he says, pointing out the obvious. You feign a small, agreeing smile, nodding your head as you avert your gaze to the ground. You open your mouth to speak, hesitating when you try to figure out what to say, “I know. I, um,” you shake your head, “I was just on the way home.”

He’s clearly dissatisfied with your response, concern still evident on his face when he tilts his head, his eyes narrowing. “That’s awfully vague,” he mumbles, almost to himself, “Here, you want a ride?” he asks, gripping the stick shift and switching back into drive, his gaze unwavering. 

You blink at him, slightly surprised by the invitation, “No, that's okay, Steve.”

You purse your lips into a polite smile, and he gives you a disapproving frown along with a quick, dismissive shake of his head. He opens the door opposite to him, a gesture for you to get in. His tone is persistent but gentle, “Come on.” He cocks his head toward the empty seat beside him, “Let me at least get you off the street. You can chill at my place, just to… you know, not be alone.”

You carefully consider his offer, pulling your lower lip between your teeth in thought, a subconscious attempt to suppress the smile that tries to pull your cheeks. You dip your chin, soon decidedly trotting your way around the front of his car and slipping through the passenger door. His arm crosses your body as he shuts it beside you with a soft thud, before he returns his grip back to the steering wheel. You lay your hands in your lap, watching yourself fiddle with your fingers. It’s hard not to think about the fact that you’ve never been alone with this boy. The car is quiet for a beat, the low hum of the engine bringing ambience to the space. You realize that you feel a bit less lonesome now, being in this car with him. A wave of gratitude washes over you, and you wonder if he knows that he’s saved you from a harrowing, pitiful night at home alone. 

“Thanks,” you mutter, needlessly ashamed to say it. 

He shakes his head, “Don’t mention it,” he says as he turns to look at you, his expression curious once again. “Where were you coming from?” 

You scrunch your nose and bring your gaze back down to your nervous, fidgeting fingers. “Nowhere,” you lie, the familiarity of embarrassment crawling up your neck. 

He gives you a comforting half-smile, his eyes shifting back to the road now that he has you talking, the engine turning and thrusting the vehicle forward. “No, come on.”

You hide your face with your hands, an action you realize is meaningless as he’s not even looking at you anymore, “God, it’s embarrassing.”

He smiles amusedly when he senses your unease. He remains wordless, the quiet itself urging you to continue. “I went to… um, Eddie’s place.” The words leave your mouth reluctantly, humiliating and heavy on your tongue. 

You see his eyes widen a bit as he processes what you’ve said. “No kidding,” He says with a scoff, disbelief heavy in his voice. “Munson?”

Your chest tightens, and you’re unsure if you’re more ashamed by your actions or Steve’s reaction. “Yes, Munson,” you huff, “but nothing happened.” 

He seems to lose some amusement from your clarification, potentially hoping for a juicier outcome. To your surprise, he doesn’t press any further. You were glad to see him bring his focus back to the road, going back to quietly navigating the stark streets for the remainder of the drive. You watch the unlit houses go by through the window, cruising by streets you only faintly recognize. Before you know it, Steve is pulling into his driveway and leading you up the small steps to his front door. He coolly unlocks it and opens it for you, welcoming you into the darkness of his living room. Light creeps in from a small light in the kitchen, allowing you to just barely make out the outline of his furniture.

You squint your eyes, lingering in his foyer once you’ve hung up your sweater. He sets down his keys and heads towards his staircase. “Are your parents home?” you ask tentatively.

“Nope,” he replies, “they’re in Chicago for the weekend.”

He throws the words away, moving into his house without a second thought, apparently used to being alone. It’s only when he disappears into the kitchen that you think to catch up to him, finding him with a crisp can of Coke already opened. He leans against the open door of his refrigerator, his head tipping back as he takes a swig. You stand in the doorway, your eyes trailing up his exposed neck, moles sparsely trickling along his flesh and adams apple as it bobs with deep gulps. Your eyes snap back to his face when he speaks again, “Want something to drink?” 

You shake your head and murmur a sheepish ‘That’s okay, thank you’. He nods and moves past you, travelling across the long distance between his kitchen and his living room. You follow behind him, your head turning every which way to take in his house. It’s spacious, tasteful, but you can’t help but notice its overbearing hollowness. The halls are empty and dark, any sign of liveliness or family apparently absent. You wonder how often his parents must be gone for the house to be this pristine, practically untouched. You clear your throat, taking a seat next to him on the couch, sure to keep a safe distance between the two of you. 

“What were you doing at Eddie’s house?” Steve questions you again, breaking the silence and setting his elbows on his knees. You recognize an edge that suggests more than just innocent curiosity; an insistence that makes you wonder if he’s truly interested in your answer rather than simply enticed by the gossip. 

“Um,” you wet your lips, “he wasn’t even there, actually.” Your mouth dries up as you say it, the reminder digging a pit in your stomach. He tilts his head to the side, clearly not understanding.

“Hm? Why not?” 

You raise your shoulders, letting out a soft, defeated sigh. “He was supposed to be.”

Uncertainty flickers on his face, and his expression softens when he realizes the implication. “Oh,” he utters, his voice quieter now, “I see.” He leans back against the couch, looking down at his lap. 

“It’s not a big deal,” the words tumble out, quick to reassure him. “We’re not, like, together or anything. Just… kinda sucks.” His eyes find yours as you speak, actively searching for any sign of doubt on your face. You press your lips together, “It’s fine.”

“Okay,” he nods slowly, not entirely convinced of your apathy. “Well, he’s a dick, you hope you know.” 

Your lips curl, eased by his attempt to sympathize with your being stood up. You wave him off. “Oh, whatever.” 

“Seriously,” he persists, rolling his eyes as he takes another sip of his Coke.

You shrug your shoulders, “It’s Eddie.”

“I guess. Still a dick move,” his voice softens. “I mean, no dude should get to stand anyone up.” He pauses for a moment, seemingly careful to choose the right words. “You don't deserve that. You’re… a really nice girl.”

“Nice?”

Steve keeps your gaze when he continues, “Yeah. He’s a moron.” He tsks. “If I had someone like you coming over…” He trails off, unsure of whether or not he should continue. 

“What?” you ask curiously.

“I mean—look at you. I’d be waiting at the door."

“Really?” you say. As if you need to hear it again to fully understand what he means. 

He swallows dryly, setting his can onto the coffee table and, in turn, settling closer to you. “Come on, you’re gorgeous.” He says simply. 

His leg brushes yours, and he doesn’t pull away. You nod, mostly to yourself, and try not to smile too obviously as you look down at your lap. “Thank you,” you mutter quietly enough that you’re not sure if he hears it. There’s no indication even once you look back at him, but you realize that he hasn’t taken his eyes off of you. You feel your cheeks burn up, and you hope he doesn’t notice the pinkish-red that tends to slither up your neck when you get nervous. 

“I’m sure you’ve heard that a million times, though.”

You purse your lips, somehow embarrassed not to have been told something when you have no control over whether or not you’re told. You try to shrug it off, “Not really.”

Steve is visibly puzzled by this. “No?” He asks inquisitively. 

“You know,” you say, trying to feign indifference. “Eddie’s not really… a talker.”

“‘Not really a talker’? What does that mean?” he replies, as if there’s no way he could be interpreting this correctly. You fiddle with the hem of your dress, instinctually starting to feel defensive over Eddie, despite yourself.

“You know,” you say again, hoping he’ll understand before you have to say it. “Neither of us really talked. Not much opportunity for compliments.”

He scoffs, “That’s bullshit.”

You frown and swat him half-heartedly, “Don’t be mean.”

“I’m not,” he raises his eyebrows and holds his hands up in a mock-surrender, “Just saying. Must’ve been real good for you to put up with all that.”

You laugh humourlessly, glancing away from him. “Yeah, you’d think so.”

His eyebrows furrow, trying to make sense of your crypticity. It only takes him a second, and his eyes flit back to yours. He cocks his head. “He wasn’t?” he asks lightly, trying to sound casual though the interest in his eyes isn’t exactly subtle.

You don’t want to offer anything more, admittedly embarrassed to elaborate. You figure he can read between the lines, but his gaze is unwavering, still curious. You hesitate before you continue, “I don’t know.” Part of you wants to protect Eddie’s intimate life for the sake of his privacy, while the other doesn’t really care after what he pulled tonight. Decidedly, you go with the better part. “It was never really about me.”

“What, you mean, he never, like… you never—” he breaks, his eyebrows raising as it dawns on him, “Oh.”

You’re grateful that he’s not judgmental about it, just surprised. Possibly even for your sake. Silence hangs between the two of you for a moment, not particularly uncomfortably, before he breaks it again. “Wow, that sucks.” All you do is tighten your lips and nod agreeingly. “You deserve, um,” he stops to weigh his words, “You should be with someone who knows what they’re doing.”

You’re not entirely sure what he means. He’s searching your face, as if he’s still trying to decide something, and his eyes dip to your mouth almost imperceptibly. He sets his hand onto your knee, gingerly, giving you the opportunity to pull away from him. You don’t. 

You let out a nervous exhale as he leans closer to you, the distance between you closing further and further. Once his mouth meets yours, it’s drastically different from the hungry, lustful make-outs you’d shared with Eddie. He presses softly, his lips moving cautiously, still proposing a question. He breaks the kiss, just for a moment, only leaving an inch or two between you. Another opportunity to let you pull away if you wanted to. Once he sees that you don’t, his hand moves to cup the side of your face, and he kisses you again with more fervour. Though his lips are still moving with care, gentleness, there is more intent behind it. He’s eager. 

You shift closer, tilting your head to deepen the kiss, and you rest your hand on his leg. His tongue brushes along your bottom lip, a silent request meant to coax it open. You answer it, slipping your tongue alongside his. You still yourself, suddenly unsure, and wonder if you’re moving too quickly. You’re not sure of how far he’s meaning to take it, or whether or not the kiss was supposed to mean anything at all. Your answer comes soon after when his hand trails carefully up your thigh, deliberate and certain. You lean into his touch, and he gently pulls you into his lap. Your knees settle on either side of his hips, and he places both hands on the small of your back. You sigh softly against his mouth, moving your hands to both sides of his neck and drawing him impossibly closer. 

The skirt of your dress gathers around your thighs when your front presses flush to his, your legs spread across his lap. His hands travel to your bare thighs before he stops himself at the hem of your dress. He lets out a careful exhale, pulling his lips from yours and searching your eyes. Your noses still touch, his breath fans hotly against your face, and you bring your hands to cup his cheeks.

“It’s okay,” you whisper reassuringly, answering the question he hasn’t yet asked aloud. 

“No, I…” he trails off, his eyes flicking to the ceiling. He swallows once, then utters quietly, “Upstairs?” 

The single word earns a fervent nod from you, and you lift yourself from his lap, offering your hand to him. He hastily takes it, moving in front of you to lead you out of the living room and up his staircase. Once you’ve made it to his room, he shuts the door behind him with a quiet ‘click’. He crosses the room with only a couple strides, his hands again holding your face and bringing you into another kiss before you can even make it to the bed. He walks you backwards and only breaks away from your lips once the back of your legs bump against it, then he lowers you gently on top of his rumpled bedspread. As he crawls over you, his lips attach to your neck and kisses tenderly along your jaw. 

He presses another gentle kiss to your lips, resting his forehead against yours to take a second to catch his breath. His hand rubs the fat of your thigh, hesitating when it traces the hem of your dress. You place your hand on his and guide it higher up your leg. 

Steve sits back for a brief moment to swiftly pull his shirt over his head, tossing it aside and causing it to pile in a heap on the floor. He leans back down for another kiss too quickly for you to properly see him, so you resort to instead moving your hands to run delicately along his stomach and up to his chest. He grasps your thigh and hikes it up to his hip, opening your body against him. His hips rut gently against yours just once, and you can tell that he’s making an effort to restrain himself. The growing tent in his jeans rubs roughly against you even after he stops moving. His hand wanders further up your thigh, skimming the bottom of your dress and pausing, almost waiting for you to stop him. Yet again, you don’t. Instead, you raise your arms to allow him to peel it over your head and discard it to the floor, just as his shirt was. 

Your face grows hot when you’re left bare underneath him. As he leans back onto his knees, you see his breath hitch in his throat when the lingerie that you initially put on for Eddie is revealed. His hands instinctively move to your hips, tracing his fingers along the lacy material that clings to your curves, his eyes still fixated on your body.

The longer he stares, the more self-conscious you feel, even if it only lasts for a second. “What?” you ask sheepishly, pulling your knees together in a half-hearted attempt to close yourself off. 

“Nothing,” he responds quickly, his eyes darting back to yours, “It’s just… Eddie’s an idiot.”

You can’t help the smile that spreads across your lips, your hands reaching out to pull him back in for a kiss—partly to stop him from staring much longer. Obviously, that’d been the reaction you’d hoped for, but you’d gotten so used to being stripped so hurriedly that it was surprising to be given more than a few seconds before rushing to the ‘good part’.

 His hands continue to admire your body when his eyes can’t, moving along your waist and eventually cupping your breast. His thumb brushes over the hardened peak of your nipple through the thin material, the sensation causing a shudder to run down your spine. Your back arches into him responsively, along with a quiet moan that’s muffled by his mouth. 

His lips travel down to your neck and press hotly below your ear, tenderly making their way down to your chest. His erection rubs evidently against your inner thigh. Despite himself, he doesn’t grind or urge against you. He still takes his time to plant gentle, open-mouthed kisses along your skin, lower, lower, lower…

Faint pants escape from your lips, your chest rising and falling heavily. His lips press between your breasts, trailing down to your belly button, to the soft plush of your inner thigh. You gasp softly, a chill running through your body when he presses a feathery kiss to your clothed clit. He continues to pepper light kisses on your thighs as one hand roams along the side of your body, stopping when it reaches the lace of your panties. His eyes flicker to yours, and you answer the question he means to ask with a keen nod of your head. 

A finger hooks the material, sliding them down your legs smoothly. Once they pass your thighs, knees, and ankles, he balls up your underwear and tosses it aside, then hooks his hands around your legs to pull you closer to him.

Your eyes flutter shut when he licks a long, slow stripe up your slit. Your cunt pulses desperately, the almost torturous pace he’s setting already making your head spin. He evasively pulls his tongue back into his mouth, and in its place, he slides his middle finger to glide along your folds. He slips it in tentatively, his eyes wide as he looks up at you for even a semblance of hesitance or doubt. All he’s met with is the soft gasp that’s drawn from your lips, a clear green light for him to continue. Pushing deeper into your soaking entrance, his finger curls and his lips attach to your clit, suckling. This earns another gasp, the pretty noises coming from your mouth growing more consistent once his finger starts to slip in and out of you. 

His tongue swirls around your sensitive clit, and he slides his index finger alongside his middle, his thick digits already starting to stretch you out as they move with mesmerizing care. You have to make an effort not to tug too hard on his hair when your fingers thread through it, your knees draping over his shoulders. With his tongue lapping and sucking on your puffy clit, fingers curling expertly to brush against your sweet spot with every pump, you realize how badly you’d been lying to yourself about ‘not minding’ the lack thereof with Eddie. Because, Jesus, does this feel fucking phenomenal.

His free hand moves to grasp your thigh, encouraging your legs to stay open once they try to close around his head. You start to burn up from the inside, being pushed closer to the edge despite his pace that refuses to quicken to match your rapid breaths. It’s a bit embarrassing to near your orgasm so quickly before he’s even fully undressed, but it’s excruciatingly hard to focus on anything except the waves of pleasure that wade through your body. 

“Steve,” you breathe, trying to grab his attention. You tighten your fingers in his hair, a weak attempt to break him away from you, but he persists. Your skin tingles with the sensation of his tongue working against you, and the lust that blooms in your lower tummy begs you to take this further. You squirm slightly underneath him as you mewl his name once again, “Steve...” 

All he does is him in mindless acknowledgement, the sound being muffled by your cunt. Once you get him to finally pull away and look at you, he is a visionary. His lips are pink and wet, parted slightly as he gazes up to look at you. His dark hair is tousled by your eager grasp and a strand falls loosely onto his forehead. You brush it from his eyes. You truly don’t know how much longer you can wait to have him, and you find yourself driven by this burning impatience. 

You urge him to move from between your thighs, pulling him to sit up. Tucking your lower lip between your teeth, you lay him down beside you and climb on top of him, settling your knees on either side of his hips. You reach behind your back and unclasp your bra, pulling it off and tossing it into the growing pile of clothes on the floor. This warrants a groan to erupt from deep in his throat, his eyes taking in your bare chest as if he’s immediately committed to memorizing it for future notice. 

“So pretty…” he whispers, and it’s unclear whether or not he meant for you to hear him. 

He attaches his mouth to yours again, wasting no time to slip his tongue past your lips and explore. There’s a newfound sense of urgency now, his movements still deliberate but considerably more driven. You shift backwards to give yourself enough room to start working on his belt buckle, your fingers fumbling as if you’ve never undone a belt in your life. Then he lifts his hips to help you tug his jeans down his thighs, and he’s left in nothing but his Calvin Klein briefs, the barrier between the two of you starting to dwindle. You can’t stand being naked where he remains clothed, even if it’s nothing but a pair of briefs, so your fingers move quickly to slide under his waistband. You wet your lips and tug delicately, just enough that his erection is revealed from beneath the fabric. 

You almost salivate when he springs free and weighs heavily against his stomach, a drop of precum gathered at the pink tip. You can’t help but reach to wrap your hand around him, your fingers barely meeting around his girth. His reaction is immediate; his eyebrows creasing, his lips parting with a sharp inhale, and his head tipping back against the headboard with a faint ‘thud’. You swipe the bead of arousal at the head with your thumb, before moving your hand slowly down his length. You’re only granted a stroke or two, base to tip, before he stops you by grabbing your wrist. “Easy,” he breathes, seemingly concentrated on restraining himself from ending the night right then and there. 

It’s unspoken, but there is a mutual understanding between the both of you that he needs to get inside you, like, yesterday. You lean forward, bracing yourself with one hand and arching your back somewhat purposefully, allowing you to hover above his cock. He shifts between your legs, his hand replacing yours at the base. You’re a bit embarrassed by the sheer amount of arousal that already coats his thick cockhead, though he seems to be in utter disagreement with you when he responds with a guttural groan. He aligns himself with your slick, carefully gliding the tip up and down without yet going in. 

“Are you sure?” he murmurs, despite the telling circumstances. 

“Yes, Steve,” you respond firmly, almost exasperated by his unwavering hesitancy. “I want you,” you emphasize, hoping the slight whine in your voice is enough to soothe his uncertainty. 

Luckily, those three words are all he needs to hear. Once he properly positions himself, all he says after that is a small ‘Tell me if you wanna stop’, and his hands move to steady your hips. Your eyebrows knot, and your chest swells with anticipation, even nervousness. His tender demeanor, the way he looks at you, it’s so overly different from how Eddie treated you. You wonder how you ended up here, with Steve, instead of in Eddie’s trailer as you always do. Coincidence, you suppose. If you had ended up there again, you certainly wouldn’t—

Holy fuck.

The thoughts are swept clean from your head once he guides you down onto him, your mind overcome instantly with the tantalizing stretch his cock brings upon entrance. Your nails go to grasp his shoulders, your jaw slackening with an audible gasp. Your eyes flutter open, your senses overwhelmed with the firm grip he holds on you, the grunt that falls from his lips, the air that punches from your throat with the first deep, experimental thrust. 

He holds your soft hips tightly, enough that it seems he’s keeping you from moving any more. “Jesus christ,” Steve mutters, his voice strained. “You’re so—fuck.”

You give yourself a moment to adjust, partly for his sake, especially because it seems if you move at all he’s going to fucking explode. Once you see him relax, you set a controlled pace, rolling your body against his. His eyes fixate on where you’re connected, and you watch his expression change; the light crease between his eyebrows, the lower lip that he sucks between his front teeth, his jaw that tenses visibly. It’s not long before he’s drawing small, breathy moans from you, his cockhead dragging mesmerizingly along your inner walls. 

Soon, you find yourselves in a rhythm, your bodies familiarizing themselves with each other and starting to work in tandem. Your hands slide up to the sides of his neck and you let your head fall back to look at the ceiling, your face starting to twist in pleasure. You can’t help the noises that drawl from your lips, his cock hitting the perfect spots inside you so easily. You don’t notice, but he can’t keep his eyes off of you. Sweat beading on his hairline, low groans coming from his throat as he watches your every move, the way your breasts bounce with every deep stride of your hips. He’s completely enthralled by you, your long nails clawing at his shoulders helplessly. You lean back down, your front pressed to his as you bury your face in the crook of his neck, trying uselessly to suppress the mewls that escape your mouth. You busy your lips by kissing along the sparse freckles on his sweat-slick skin.

“Oh, Steve,” you moan out. “Steve,” you repeat mindlessly, the word warbled by your breathlessness. There is a visceral reaction to your babbly moaning of his name, a shiver running through his body as he struggles to maintain a steady pace. 

Panting, he threads his fingers through the damp hair on the back of your head and gently pulls you forward to look at him, his eyes darting along your flush face. He brings you in for a kiss, your ability to reciprocate lasting only momentarily before you end up doing nothing more than gasping into his mouth. He curses under his breath, his eyes squeezing shut as his hand falls back down to your hip, helping to guide your unstable pace. 

With a tight grasp on you, he starts to thrust upward to meet your movement, pushing himself deeper inside you. The room fills with the sounds of skin-on-skin, and he starts to do most of the work to make up for your ever decreasing control. His thrusts don’t last long before they become erratic, his hips moving desperately and clearly starting to chase release. You cry out, your hands moving quickly to dig into his shoulders again. 

“Fuck,” he grunts in response, knitting his eyebrows together, “That feel good?” You’re unsure if the question was rhetorical, the moans that rip from your throat more than enough evidence for him, but you answer anyways. 

“Yesyesyes,” you murmur, “S’good.” You’re almost whining, the coil in your tummy starting to tighten rapidly. You turn into a hot, trembling mess on top of him, letting lewd noises wrack through your body. 

“Holy shit,” he says with a strangled groan, heavy breaths causing his chest to rise and fall against yours, his chest hair scraping between your breasts. “You’re driving me crazy,” he pants, his tip brushing deliciously against your sweet spot. 

You plead his name, pleasure blooming under your sensitive skin and spreading to the rest of your body. He surges forward to capture the noise with his mouth, the kiss only lasting a second before he breaks from your lips and presses his forehead to yours. You tense and arch almost completely against him, your thighs aquiver as you start to unravel around him, barely keeping the ability to hold yourself up on your knees.

He watches you fall apart intently, eyes blown-out with admiration. They then shut with concentration after he’s successfully ridden out your high, his face contorting blissfully as his hips stutter, a weak warning leaving his lips. 

“Fuck, fuck, I’m gonna—”

He abruptly pulls out, only a few pumps of his hand necessary before he erupts onto his own stomach, painting his cock with shiny, white streaks that run down his length. There's a collective moment where you’re both trying to catch your breaths, struggling to find composure. Licking his lips, Steve brings his hand to brush away the baby hair that sticks to your forehead. Without realizing, he bats his eyelashes as he studies your face; your parted, puffy lips, the rosy tint to your flushed cheeks, the heave of your chest. Truthfully, you look a bit ruined. Not that he’s complaining. 

You turn over to lay flat beside him, your shoulders brushing, and stare blankly at the ceiling. You’re mildly terrified of what’s to come, how he’ll act after this. You wonder if you’ve just broken your whole dynamic by letting this happen. You trace the patterns of the small bumps on his popcorn ceiling with your eyes, and wonder whether or not he’ll treat you with the same sort of respect now that you’ve had sex with him. Going off of past experiences, you have reasonable doubt. 

You feel his eyes on you, and you turn your head to meet them. As if he’s read your mind, his lips curl slightly, reassuringly, and he slides an arm behind your head to wrap around your shoulder. You let him pull you to your side, leaning your head into his chest and resting your hand close by. His thumb draws slow circles on the tingling skin just below your shoulder, goosebumps rising in their wake. 

You catch a glance of the alarm clock across from his bed, the numbers 11:37 stare back at you in bright red. Admittedly, there’s no urgent reason for you to have to get home, but you don’t want to overstay your welcome. You mutter against his skin, not really making an attempt to move, “It’s almost midnight,” you say as more of an observation than an excuse, paying close attention to the reaction it garners.

In any situation with Eddie, this would’ve warranted a dismissive ‘why don’t you head out?’ or, on a good day, an ‘I'll drive you home.’ Amazingly, that’s not what you hear next. 

“You don’t have to go yet, do you?”

This takes you a bit off guard, the softness in his voice. Nonetheless, you answer honestly. “No, I guess not.”

“Good.”

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