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So this is a vampire Eddie Munson blurb. It’s a crossover between my fanfics Dimensions Of The Heart and Beauty Has Her Way. It’s my Stranger Things/IT crossover and The Lost Boys story. That’ll explain the mention of my OC Cheryl because she’s the main OC in Beauty Has her Way. So it’s a crossover within a crossover 😂 I do plan on introducing Eddie in Beauty Has Her Way but that’ll happen later, after I cover The Lost Boys story-line.

Anyways this blurb features my OC Alexandra Uris who is my other OC Gwen Tozier’s daughter. It takes place years later after Stranger Things Season 4 when everyone thought Eddie died. In this crossover story he turned into a vampire. He’s been living in Santa Carla with our favorite vampires and is a part of their group.

In the blurb Alexandra is eighteen and is at Santa Carla for summer vacation. Eddie runs into her and finds out who she’s related to.

Short but sweet. Enjoy! It was fun to write! If you guys like it maybe I’ll write another blurb.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Alexandra Uris (Gwen and Stan’s daughter). This was supposed to read as a start of friendship between them but uh...I don’t know anymore. I’m a sucker for a vampire x human relationship. And also it’s Eddie! But it does complicate things since in post IT: Chapter Two, Alexandra is paired with Oliver (Ben and Beverly's son). But who’s to say Alexandra won’t have another potential love interest in her life?I mean Gwen did xD Sorry not sorry.

It took Eddie longer than he liked to admit to locate where that alluring scent was coming from.

Paul and Marko would have definitely given him major shit about it. Thankfully Paul was with David and Dwayne, and Marko was off somewhere with Cheryl doing things Eddie would rather not know, let alone, think about.

This new scent for some reason was familiar to Eddie but he couldn’t figure out why that was. Why did the scent (of citrus?) make him walk around the boardwalk like a mad man on a mission. The people around him were giving him odd looks as he lifted his nose into the air, deeply inhaling. Eddie didn’t give a fuck with how he was being looked at though. All he cared about was that tantalizing scent.

There was a slight floral taste in his mouth after each inhale he took. Despite not being a huge fan of floral scent, this one in particular made him determined to find the source of where it came from. It was borderline intoxicating and Eddie wondered if this was what Marko meant when he told him about meeting Cheryl for the first time when she had been human years ago.

Cheryl’s scent had caught Marko’s attention, and the reason why was because she ended up being Marko’s true mate. Was this now happening to Eddie? Was he smelling his true mate’s scent or was this just a person with mouthwatering blood, waiting to be feed on by him?

Eddie would only know once he’d locate the scent, and locate the scent he very well did. Of all places on the boardwalk the person’s zesty scent was coming from the vinyl shop. Vinyls to this day happened to still be popular with people, and he was glad about that. Even with all the new ways to listen to music, Eddie preferred listening to music as he did when he had been a human in the eighties.

Call him old fashioned but it was his preference. He wasn’t the only one who felt this way when it came to his vampire family.

The vinyl shop was familiar territory for Eddie and he felt ridiculous for not checking the place sooner. He walked in as if he owned the place, the employees already recognizing and leaving him be. After living so long in Santa Carla it sure felt like he was the owner.

Eddie nearly closed his eyes from bliss. The delightful tangy scent was so strong in the shop that there was no way of escaping it. Not that he wanted to do that, quite the opposite actually.

His eyes soon found the owner of the scent he’d been drawn to.

A dainty looking blonde girl around eighteen or so stood in between the aisle, going through the vinyls in front of her. She was wearing a black headband, pushing her hair away from her face revealing her beautiful dark brown eyes. Eddie noticed that there wasn’t a single blemish on her fair skin.

The girl’s hair only reached her shoulders, and yet there was still some bounce. Her outfit did indeed let him know that she wasn’t from Santa Carla. Eddie already figured this to be the case from her scent. It was a huge give away because had she lived in Santa Carla Eddie, him or one of his brothers, would have scoped her out already.

Her scent was too captivating to ignore. Now that Eddie was looking at her he realized that not only did she smell like sunshine in a bottle, she also looked the part.

As Eddie approached closer he saw just how much taller he was than her. Eddie stood at five feet ten inches. She must have been five feet two inches, at least. To his amusement Blondie here was shorter than Cheryl. He along with the rest of the guys liked teasing her about it.

Eddie licked his lips before speaking, and when the girl set her eyes on him he felt a slight burn in his throat from how close he was to her now.

“You looking for anything in particular?”

Blondie narrowed those beautiful dark brown eyes of hers. Unlike most of the girls he chatted up she wasn’t falling so quickly. There was no fluttering of the eyelashes, or even a blush coating her cheeks. She wasn’t even smiling at him. No instead she appeared guarded, and Eddie was finding that to be intriguing.

“Do you work here?” Blondie asked evenly, though Eddie could detect a bit of sharpness in her tone.

“Nah, just a regular customer.” Eddie told her with a grin. “Though I do like to help people with finding good tunes. You know? Lead them in the right direction. Some people just don’t know good music.”

Blondie stared at him, and he could tell she still didn’t trust him. Her dark brown eyes however did lessen a bit from harshness. “I think I can manage on my own.” She went on to say and then continued going through the vinyls in front of her.

“Yeah?” Eddie’s eyes wondered to her neck, taking another inhale. He tried being discreet about it. He wondered what it would take in order to convince her to follow him to a more secluded area in order to get a taste from her.

The girl’s answer was short. “Yup.”

“Why’s that?” Eddie asked hoping to get more out of her.

She let out a sigh, directing her eyes onto him again. “My mother’s a singer. I know my music.”

Eddie wasn’t expecting that but he went along with it. “Oh? Who’s your mom?”

Blondie kept her gaze steady on him as she answered. “Gwen Tozier.”

Eddie’s mouth almost dropped open like in a cartoon.

The girl saw his reaction and must have thought he was a fan. Her lips quirked, not quite a smile. “You’ve heard of her?”

“I sure have.” Eddie answered with a far away voice.

He knew exactly who Gwen Tozier was. He hadn’t seen Gwen in years and he hadn’t been in contact with her or anyone from his past life. Not even his Uncle Wayne. And why would he? Eddie was supposed to be dead.

Any information he did know about his past loved ones was minimal. He did know about Gwen’s singing career but nothing about her personal life. He didn’t like digging because it just brought sadness, and why be bummed when he was going to live on forever?

Eddie was considered to be dead by everyone in Hawkins after the battle with Vecna. As much as he wanted to tell everyone in Hawkins he hadn’t kicked the bucket, he knew he couldn’t. Because the truth was he wasn’t alive, not like them. He wasn’t human anymore. He was a vampire now. And he’s been living as a vampire for quite some time now.

It hurt but leaving Hawkins had been the best and smart move on Eddie’s part. He thought he left everything from his old life behind but now here he was talking to Gwen’s daughter.

Was Gwen also here in Santa Carla? What about Gwen’s husband? If there was one, Eddie just assumed she was married. And if so to who?

Who did Gwen decide to settle down and have a kid with? Was it Harrington? It had been years since Eddie set foot in Hawkins but he remembered how head over heels Steve had been for Gwen, and he remembered how Gwen felt for Steve. The two were in a bit of a rough patch during their battle with Vecna but not enough to officially end things between them in Eddie’s opinion.

So did they reconcile and marry? Eddie had so many questions.

The girl in front of him would give answers. Eddie was sure of that. And even though it probably was a bad idea to get involved with her he just couldn’t seem to stop himself.

“My name’s Eddie.” He introduced himself, sticking out his hand. When all she did was blink at him he laughed. “Come on, it’s just a hand. It’s not like it’s gonna bite you or anything.” He probably shouldn’t have made that joke considering he’d been planning on sinking his teeth into that soft neck of hers earlier.

Blondie stayed quiet for a long time. Eddie really thought she was just going to continue standing there, staring at him with those dark brown eyes of hers. Eyes, that he now realized, were like Gwen’s. But then Blondie let out a sigh, not exactly an annoyed sounding one. She briefly shook his hand. “Alexandra.”

Eddie repeated the name in his hand. Alexandra seemed like a fitting name for the daughter of Gwen Tozier. The girl he once considered like a sister. He certainly did love her like one.

“So Girlschool?” Eddie brought up after their handshake ended. He gestured to the vinyl Alexandra was now holding. “That’s who you were looking for?”

Alexandra nodded her head. Now that they introduced themselves she found it a bit easier to talk to him. Although her guard still remained up. It didn’t matter how good looking he was, she wasn’t about to end up on the news.

“Yeah, I’ve been wanting to buy another one of their vinyls. Girlschool is such an underrated band.”

Eddie smiled. Gwen used to say the same thing. In his mind he could picture them smoking together after classes, and talking about music.

Girlschool being one of the many bands mentioned by her. Eddie recalled her owning a Girlschool t-shirt. It had been loose on Gwen because unlike most of the girls at Hawkins High she liked dressing more for comfort. In Eddie’s opinion Gwen could have dressed in a potato sack back then and she’d still be considered cool by him.

Eddie looked over Alexandra, eyes gleaming. The same thing could be said about her if she ever decided to wear a potato sack too.

“Are you a fan of their music?” Alexandra asked him.

Eddie’s smile widened. “Actually yeah, a good friend of mine got me into them.”

Alexandra hummed. “Your friend must have good taste in music then.”

This time Eddie answered in a softer tone. “She does.”

Alexandra picked up on the softness as she stared at him. Eddie was taken back in time yet again.

Those dark brown eyes, they were so Gwen. Especially under the shop’s light. Eddie knew right then and there that no harm would come to Alexandra. Not by him, and certainly not by his brothers. He’ll have to make that perfectly clear to them.

Eddie already knew that Cheryl would at least help him if any of the guys would cause trouble. He could count on Cheryl with about anything really. She was kind like that. Honestly it was hard for Eddie to think of her as a vampire because of how much love she held in her undead heart.

Actually, and this wouldn’t be the first time he thought it, even telling Cheryl, but his vampire sister did have a lot of qualities that made Eddie think of Gwen...and now here he was conversing with Gwen’s daughter.

Eddie’s tongue traced the inside of his teeth, glad his fangs were currently hidden. Alexandra’s scent hadn’t lost its allure whatsoever.

Yeah, on the downside Eddie lost a meal but it wasn’t like he could drink her blood. Eddie could already picture an older looking Gwen scolding him. That would be a huge no and Eddie would feel guilty, something he tended not to feel a lot these days. Thanks vampirism. But even though he just met Alexandra, Eddie already knew he wouldn’t harm a single strand of her beautiful blonde head.

Now on the upside finding someone else to feed from would be easy. This was Santa Carla after all. But he’d look for a meal later. Right now Eddie wanted to focus on Alexandra.

Talking to her made Eddie think back to the times he spent with Gwen all those years ago.

It made him feel human for a moment there. And it was a feeling he missed more than he thought.

Okay Blondie...

Eddie let out a low laugh when Alexandra tilted her head at him, finding her puzzled expression to be cute.

What else are you going to make me feel?

#beauty has her way #dimensions of the heart #crossover #the lost boys #blurb #eddie munson #alexandra uris #vampire eddie munson #gwen tozier daughter #oc #i had way too much fun writing this #i am a sucker for vampire eddie and the lost boys #cheryl rivers #marko #paul #david #dwayne #stranger things

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David in Prayer by Lesser Ury

Now we are told that Hermes, who was later called ‘Mercury,’ brought to his people science and art, that is, external knowledge and art, in a form suitable to them. But it was in a different and almost opposite way that the wisdom of Moses attained to the Hermes-Mercury standpoint. Moses had himself to develop the wisdom of Hermes further. This is shown in the progress of the Hebrew people up to the age and reign of David. David, who is presented to us as the royal singer of Psalms and holy prophet, who as a man of God worked both as warrior and harpist, is the Hermes, or Mercury, of the Hebrew people. That stream of the Hebrew folk had now so far evolved that it had developed an independent form of Hermetic or Mercury wisdom. ... It had to be indicated to Abraham, for instance, that the position in the race held by such a personality as David, was on parallel lines with that of Mercury in the Zodiac. The tribe of Judah corresponding to the constellation Leo, the entrance of David into that tribe in the course of Jewish history, corresponded in the cosmos to the occultation of Leo by Mercury.

—Rudolf Steiner, The Gospel of St. Matthew

When we look in the human being for what most closely resembles the lion, it is the region of the human breast, where the rhythms meet each other, the rhythms of circulation and breathing.

—Rudolf Steiner, Man as Symphony of the Creative Word

I was born in the spring of 1941. The Second World War was already raging in Europe, and America would soon be in it. The world was being blown apart and chaos was already driving its fist into the face of all new visitors. If you were born around this time or were living and alive, you could feel the old world go and the new one beginning. It was like putting the clock back to when B.C. became A.D. Everybody born around my time was part of both. Hitler, Churchill, Mussolini, Stalin, Roosevelt—towering figures that the world would never see the likes of again, men who relied on their own reason, for better or worse, every one of them prepared to act alone, indifferent to approval—indifferent to wealth or love, all presiding over the destiny of mankind and reducing the world to rubble. Coming from a long line of Alexanders and Julius Caesars, Genghis Khans, Charlemagnes and Napoleons, they carved up the world like a really dainty dinner. Whether they parted their hair in the middle or wore a Viking helmet, they would not be denied and were impossible to reckon with—rude barbarians stampeding across the earth and hammering out their own ideas of geography.

—Bob Dylan, Chronicles vol. I

#Lesser Ury #King David #David #King Saul #Saul #Abner #anthroposophy #spiritual science #Bob Dylan #Napoleon #Alexander the Great #Charlemagne #Julius Caesar

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