#tw: headbanging

[sleepytoken]

#sleep token #sleep token iii #iii #tw flashing #tw motion sickness #my gif #god the headbanging looks so good with that undercut

[rubbish78]

Frank Iero + Gerard Way rocking out together to ‘Boy Division’ live at Qudos Bank Arena in Sydney, Australia on 03/19/2023 (x)

#headbanging his brain out #bros be colliding #gerard way #frank iero #mcr #my chemical romance #tw: flashing lights #decay era #or maybe it' swarm era whatever #rubbish78gifs #my gifs #business hot lady

[westwing19]

God the 30th anniversary concert was so good 💖💖💖💖

#kirby #galacta knight #inspired by that guy headbanging when GK's theme came on... #shoveled this together in 2h so it's really shaky but #the whole event though #it made me an emotional wreck in all the best ways #was straight-up crying three minutes into the first piece #and the knights' medley is just everything to me ugh 😭 #tw flashing #flashing gif #animashun #meart

[kakuusei]

You threw yourself into the sea Believing you will find The palace of the Dragon King If you seek peace With faith unwavering You will find your way

AVU-CHAN of Queen Bee as Inu-oh INU-OH 犬王 (2022, Masaaki Yuasa)

#inu-oh #science saru #animationedit #dailyanimatedgifs #animationsdaily #fyanimegifs #anisource #filmedit #filmgifs #fyeahmovies #moviegifs #worldcinemaedit #musicals #my edit #tw flashing gif #i watched this movie in the movie theater last august #and there was a guy in front who was headbanging to all the songs #hehe #recommended

[babymetalsongpoll]

introducing the winner of the Babymetal Song Throwdown...

♡MOA HEADBANGEEEEERRRRR♡

#babymetal poll #moametal #headbanger #flashing #flashing lights #flashing tw #flashing cw

[huraiyra]

HI! TELL ME ABOUT QUARTZ I BEG YOU!

IM IN LOVE WITH YOU NO ONE'S EVER WANTED TO HEAR AB MY OCs *CRACKS MY KNUCKLES*

... Im so sorry I have autism and can't shut the fuck up when I write (essay incoming)

so Quartz is my babygirl and my favourite OC. fun fact he was originally a straight love interest in a CYOA story I was writing on gotoquiz.com in like 2012. how our stories grow with us

Quartz is an emo scene adult (30) with black and white hair that falls over his eyes and he has the all the lip and eyebrow and ear piercings and striped shirts under band t-shirts thing going on.

his edgy boi angsty backstory is that his mom was my worst nightmare ending for myself (forced to get married and have children and hating all of them forever and trying and failing to be a good mom and eventually just falling apart) and so his childhood sucked due to a mixture of neglect, abuse, and having to take care of himself and failing. he had a bestest friend named Hollis, and a little brother named Jade who was the light of his life, until he gets killed in a hit and run bc mom couldn't be bothered to pick him up after extracurriculars. this is Quartz's villain origin story so he ends up stealing his mom's shit and leaving home at age 16 to go off himself or die or whatever the fuck but then he gets possessed by a dude (Edward) who thinks he is pretty cool :)c Edward helps Quartzie murder the guy who killed his brother. Edward is also a 700 year old freak and jackass who ruins his life more by egging him on to steal shit, do whatever he wants (namely whatever drugs he can get his hands on), fight people who bug him, knife himself but not die, and also possessing and unpossessing him and leaving his body half immortal and half mortal (checkered, like his hair).

he goes to check in on his mom one day and finds her dead on the couch (either killed herself or wasted away, unclear) which understandably ruins his life (again) (x4)

after a good decade of alternative highs of possession and lows of freezing on the ground on Canadian winter nights, Edward decides to bring Quartz to a home for other similarly possessed people (my childhood dream of living in a house with a bunch of friends à la Teen Titans) who all love him to bits despite him being broken, moody, violent and dirty. they don't really see him like that, even though that's all he thinks he is. they see a guy who never got to be a kid whose actually really adorable and decent and has cool interests (see: his backpack full of drawings Hollis gave him, stolen metal and rock CDs, comics, tokens from his brother, his 8 pocket knives, etc), who gets excited about new things, who tries to clean up after himself and treat people with respect, and who might shove you but apologizes immediately afterwards.

theres a trans man who takes a lot of naps and gives really good hugs, a magician who accidentally became his mom friend, a strange famous bald girl who likes being as much of a bum as possible, a genius bubbly girl who decides everyone is her bestie, and a genuine and hopeful but miserable man (Dominique) who was just recently possesed and lost his fiance on the way to his uni grad.

Quartz is a deeply scarred human being by this point and wouldn't mind if they ALL blew up and died, and spends a long time running off and ditching them and having some weird toxic friendship with miserable man.

Dominique is weirdly drawn to him even though he's Magna Cum Laude and well-off and never known pain, but he loves how underneath all the jagged edges this guy is genuine and not mean and the way he talks ab things he likes makes him like it too. Quartz is weirdly drawn to what he sees as a melodramatic priviledged bitch who is really smart and cute and sweet and handsome and kind and adorable and nice to me and nice to everyone and I want him to smile forever FUCK.

Dominique uses the magic power he gained from the possession to heal his suffering just a little (through a mind link). Quartz becomes somewhat addicted to this until Edward convinces him it's fake and bullshit and doesn't matter and on the other hand Dominique's benevolent possessor is like are you fucking kidding me your Summa Cum Laude fiance just died and you're mosying it up with this freak and EDWARD??? (theyve always hated Edward) (but never did anything about it to keep the peace) you should be ashamed of yourself

it takes Quartz a LOT of help including having a home and food and peace, having tv and junk food and homemade food, having people who like him and dont hurt him, just being unpossessed and trying to detox and thinking and thinking and thinking and also a chance meeting with the suicide spirit of his best friend Hollis (not chance) (they were looking for him) to make him realise that even if everything in the world sucks and he sucks and pain is eternal, there's no way out of existence and becoming a suicide spirit will just result in endless cycles of rumination and torture and no way out. LIVING on the other hand? it guarantees always another chance for small joy and if there is any source of joy in the world including friendship, he should embrace it. there's no way out so you might as well try to ease your own suffering and enjoy the good. because there IS good

(ps. I spent 5 years writing the scene where he decides he doesn't want to kill himself, because I was going through the same shit, and it finally came to be when I stopped being actively suicidal. unfortunately unlike him I'm still miserable. hey whats my other name besides Sumi again...)

so he tells Edward to fuck off, has a big fight and Edward leaves for good, and then tells Dominique's possessor to fuck off, and it works and they are humbled and apologize and agree to stop being nosy and resume their promise to being kid to Dominique (and by extension, Quartz) forever again.

Dominique and Quartz end up able to talk and get to know each other and Dominique nurtures him and Quartz teaches him to loosen up and they end up little soulmates in that house and get married!!! everyone else is super supportive and love their two new additions, a smart genuine hopeful and loving man who studies a lot like Genius Bubbly, and a jaded but good man who needs a lot of help but is learning to live again

currently my beloved Quartz is taking antidepressants and going to therapy (it's working for him) and spending each day with a friend or reading (my love never finished high school) and chilling with his husband.

ummmmm tl;dr Quartz. I love him and cannot shut the fuck about him. I'm sorry. thanks for reading (or not reading)

#my ocs #pipe down moppet #tw suicide #THANKS FOR ASKING ANON I LOVE YOU..... I KNOW THERES A WAY TO TALK WITHOUT INFODUMPING I JUST HAVENT LEARNED IT..... #SORRY IF YOU WERE EXPECTING SOMETHING SHORT AND SWEET I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING #plz do nt steal and all that. he is truly the love of my life I love quartz he is everything to me #the metal part is all condensed into this metal song i LOVED as a kid and it still slaps it's radical hysteria by born #and iirc the iconic lyric is SUCK MY DICK OR DEATH and Quartz headbanged to that while Dominique was like WHATS WRONG WITH YOU (LOVINGLY)

[od-vents]

Ahahah

Just accidentally posted vent shit on my main then reblogged w the wrong acc coz

I XANT SEE COZ TEARS AHAHAGAHHHHH

I don't wanna vent much on my main so- sorry if any Moot saw me bein a sad fuck grieving

.. I really just miss him. But I thought I was over all this grieving shit.

I can barely even listen to both our favorite songs wo feeling a lump in my throat or feel like crying

Is it even normal to not stop after this long. It's been months and I'm still not over the fact he's gone forever

I really miss him. Still looking at my phone every yime I wake up for that "good morning sleeping beauty" text he'd always send cuz I'd always sleep longer than him. I still pass by his house on the way to the store and can't help from staring when I do cuz I just silently hope this has all been a dream and he's gonna wave from his window or run out the front door and hug me and smile at me and talk with me and sat how much he loves md

You have jo clue how much I'm crying while writing this.

#*sadly headbangs to music while sobbing* #tw vent #vent post #tw grieving

[heyyoupikaboo]

#bloom's favorite music #rain paris #daisy #tw: heavy as FUCK #bloom's headbangers #this makes me feel like a mega banette abt to slaughter their trainer #Spotify

[irrfahrer]

“You’re covered in blood! Is it yours?”

"Wir Lagen Vor Madagaskar Und hatten die Pest an Bord In den Kübeln da faulte das Wasser Und mancher ging über Bord Ahoi! Kameraden. Ahoi, ahoi Leb wohl, kleines Mädel, leb wohl, leb wohl"

The song the sailors had sung on the ship was still stuck in Zivs mind like an echo and she found herself humming it while she rubbed the red liquid that smelled sour and fresh into her pelt. It was not only a echo in her mind- the melody gently swept from the middle of the bay outside the harbor towards the dock in the tact of the waves and the melody tasted of salt, heavy, making one gasp for air because the throat had turned dry and aching. It was so late in the night that the rushing of the waves beneath the wooden dock sounded almost loud in the Tynnans ears, and the ships lay on by the dock looked like quietly sleeping seacreatures swaying in the tact of the waves with the ship set on anchor in the middle of the bay in quarantaine looking in the little starlight like a looming giant ready to swallow the docks and everyone living near. The lights of the harbour were nothing but wisps in the black night and the noises of teh late night were swallowed by the breeze. Ziv wasalone nothing but a shimmer of white fur in the low starlight that could even be mistaken by one of the hanging down sails of the ships bound to the dock for the night. From what her translating device had told her the ship put on anchor in the middle of the bay like an island, had been put under quarantaine because of a plague, yet when she had swamm there with her medical tools in her backpack, she ahd only needed to climb up half the side of the ship or the scent to hit her in the face like a miasma- sweat of fever, vomit, and a certaine scent in the feces. Before Ziv had sneaked past the sleeping sailors who had not been infected yet into the belly of the ship where the sick had been locked in, she had already known what would await her even after she had taken a closer sniff on one of the sick men and had taken a sample to look at through a miroscopic lnse: Typhoid Fever. Night by Night Ziv had returned to the ship b swimming through the bay, first she had isolated the bacterium in  the foul watertanks of the ship and cleaned it with chlorine to prevent any further infections- not exactly something thatwould be comfortable to drink but not high enough in concentration to kill any of the sailors-, then in the following night she had cleaned the belly of the ship with alcohol and had started to treat the sick with antibiotics. Ziv had not bothered to hide well on the ship, although she had made sure that she was not seen when swimming to the ship- after all the sick sailors were feverish and who would believe them if they said that they were treated by a furred little thing that would give them vinegarwater with strange little drops in it.

By the others voice Ziv flinched so hard, she was, for a second, turning around with her teeth bared and claws drawn and ready to jump and rip out the guts of whatever had approached and startled her so suddenly like that predetor that was despite milions of years of evolution still stuck at the farest edge of her brain. The second ended as soon as it came and the smile returned to the Tynnans adorably fluffy face, splitting her muzzle almost in half.

For a second she did not knew what the other meant and her ears flicked up as if she was a confused animal. The wet noise of her fur when her ear moved made her realize that she was still coverd in antiseptic salve that she had smeard all over herself to kill every kind of bacteria she might was still carrying on her fur or skin and in the low light the ironheavy salve must have looked like blood. Laughing almost relieved she grabebd for the bucket of seawater standing to her hindpaws, grinned wildly, winked and Without breaking eyecontact Ziv simply turned the bucket over her head, making the water rush over her like a icy veil and wash off the red liquid. Still laughing the Tynnan shaked like a happy puppy, getting rid of the rest of dampness ticking to her silverwhite pelt: "Nope! On my way here I massacared a swarm of fish and had a kriffing feast all for kriffing myself!" A breeze came from the ship in the middle of the bay, carrying with it another verse of the song and Ziv found herself looking over her shoulder, ears turning after the melody that had followed her every night she had been swimming to the ship to definfect the rooms and treat the sailors locked to die in the belly of the ship like dangerouse animals. "Ahoi! Kameraden Und endlich nach 30 Tagen Da kam ein Schiff in Sicht Jedoch es fuhr vorüber Und sah uns Tote nicht Ahoi! Kameraden,Ahoi,Ahoi " At the edge of her mind she wondered if what she was doing actually helped the people on the ship, or if they would be forced to stay ont he ship until their water and food had ran out, even when they had recovered under the Tynnans treatment. It remainded her of the time she had been stranded in a starstation because of a sickness that had broken out, with dead space around her cold and black like the waves of the sea now around the quarantained ship. Wringing carefully the rest of the oinment out of her fur and even more carefully making sure Henry would not come near it, she flicked a ear in his direction- even if she knew that the red oinment had killed any bacteria clinging to her and what she was washing off herself was nothing but dead biomatter, she did not wanted to risk for the other to come into contact with it considering the bacteria was made for his species biology. Suddenly the young woman felt cold, as cold as the breeze on her damp fur that swirled through the hanging down sails of the ship by the dock and made the waves beneath the dock that were as black as ink rustle quietly: “Aren´t pups suppose to sleep at this hour?” [ @lighthouseborn ]

#sorry the Hamburger took over in me #took the hamburger out of hamburg but cant take the sailorsongs out of teh hamburger xD #sang that song in primary school #happy beat #devasting lyrics #about a ship of sailors stuck in the bay before madagaskar #with the plague (rotten water) on board so they are not allowed #to leave the ship #and eventually they all die #ah yeh german folksongs #aw fuck now I have to put on santiano and sing along german shanti rock #you know what fuck it- i am just going to put in saltatio mortis and headbang along #tw: sickness #tw: typhoid fever

[riotkayla]

Finding the Truth: part four

Synopsis: Christmas is around the corner, and Eddie is trying to ask a very important question. The Wiggles are metal. 

TW/Warnings: none, just fluff and domestic shit

Likes, Comments, and Reblogs are welcome! Please do not copy my work for your own or I will hunt you down :)

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four

did i edit this? a lil but not a lot

tagging: @luceneraium @xxhospital-for-soulsxx @marvelforlife2008 @ali-r3n @shenevertricks1831 @luv4fandoms  @waitlalice​

“Will y’gotta hold still,” Eddie sat on the bed wrangling Willow attempting to tame the chaos of curls she inherited from him. “Willow Joan if you don’t sit still-“

“Sowwey daddy,” the girl finally settled between his knees, a Barbie in hand. Eddie took the spray bottle to her hair, the fine mist dampening the copper locks. Another hand gathered the ringlets and attempted to create a ponytail. Every time he thought it would look good, a chunk of hair would fall out of the hair band. Willow enjoyed having her hair played with and didn’t mind it taking ten times longer than when you fixed it.

“God, how does your mom do this,” Eddie huffed, taking the hair bow out of her hair. You turned the water off in the shower and stepped out into the steamed room, Eddie hearing you and calling out “Baby! Can you help?” You let out a laugh. “Jesus Christ you need like three hands to do this.”

You wrapped your robe around you, tying the sash tight while pushing the door open and allowing the steam to drift into the bedroom where the Munson duo sat. Eddie looked relieved to see you. He had tried to help out the best he could but that Munson hair was just hard to tame.

Things had moved fast, faster than you anticipated. After an eventful night of trick or treating, Willow and Eddie had fallen asleep on the couch. You couldn’t bear to tear them apart and instead covered them up in their spot. You thought that would be the only time but slowly Eddie started spending the night. After bath time and stories, you and Eddie would sit on the back porch sipping on something a little stronger than Willow’s apple juice and talk about your day, it was only natural that eventually he would follow you upstairs and fall asleep. “Just like old times,” he would mumble when his head hit the pillow. The few nights in mid-November he had to go to Indianapolis to talk with the record company about the next album, you tossed and turned all night. You couldn’t sleep without him next to you. Definitely just like old times. By Thanksgiving, Eddie had a drawer in your room and with Christmas rolling around he was almost completely moved into the house.

You shooed Eddie from the spot on the bed, spritzing her hair a few times and gathering the hair into a ponytail, setting down the spritzer, and grabbing the comb. You raked the teeth through her roots, gathering every strand into your grasp. Finally, you wound the pink elastic around the curls a few times until it was secure. Eddie stared, his mouth hanging open in disbelief at how easy it was for you.

“Why can’t my hair look like daddy,” Willow patted at her smoothed-out mane, pouting at you.

“When you get back from gramps house today I’ll take it down and show you how to headbang, ‘Kay?” Eddie crouched down to her level, offering her his fist. Willow butted her tiny fist against his with an enthusiastic head-bob.

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“What about this?” Eddie held up a little denim jacket with a grin. “I can put patches on it. Start her own little punk jacket.”

“Yes because the Wiggles are so punk rock,” you rolled your eyes as he placed the jacket in the buggy. “Seriously Ed. What are we getting her for Christmas this year?”

The two of you had been to every toy store in the area. Searched high and low for a toy she didn’t already have, or a type of clothing article she would wear. At the moment she was very into trying to look like her dad. It was adorable.

“I dunno,” he shrugged, moving to another clothing rack to look through the pink frills. “We could give her a brother or sister.” He offered with a smirk.

“Oh no, she just got potty trained. I am not about to start changing diapers again so soon Munson,” you lightly shoved the shopping cart into his leg. “Besides, I’m going to be married the next time I have a kid.”

“S’that so?”

“Plus, I am not about to go through another pregnancy in the god-awful Indiana summer,” you hadn’t been paying attention to Eddie as you rambled. All you could think about were dirty diapers and the exhaustion that came with being heavily pregnant during the hottest months of the year. “It’s pure torture, absolute- what the hell are you doing?”

Eddie was caught, emerald stone in the palm of his hand when you turned to face him. He had his tongue poked out of the corner of his mouth trying to concentrate on holding the ring and clasping the necklace around his neck. “Give me a minute,” he struggled and eventually got the clasp fixed. He extended his hand, your old ring sparkling. “Y’said so yourself- you wanna be married before we have our next one.”

“So you thought it would be a great idea to propose to me in the Walmart toddler section?”

“I figured I’d give it a shot.”

“You are unbelievable Eddie,” you shook your head, leaning back and gazing at your ring. “I’m not accepting, you’re gonna have to do better than this.”

“Oh c’mon bug, you know you wanna,” he taunted you, pushing the stone closer to you. “Pretty sure everyone already thinks we’re married anyway.”

You pushed his hand away, frowning. “Seriously Eddie. I want you to propose to me for real. Not just offering me my ring randomly. Make it count this time…”

You watched him frown, lips turning into a pout as he placed the ring on his pinky finger. All you could do was roll your eyes, pulling him in for s tiny peck on the lips. “Don’t propose on Christmas either, you’ve already done that one.”

“Jesus Christ, why are you making this so hard?”

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Multicolored lights wrapped around the tiny front porch banister, reflecting in the eyes of Willow and Dustin as they sat outside watching Eddie shovel the driveway. Dustin was supposed to be helping but of course, the minute Will laid eyes on him he couldn’t do anything else.

“Y’know I would appreciate it if you would, I dunno, grab a shovel and help out,” Eddie barked, leaning against the Station Wagon.

“Who’s gonna watch the little princess?”

“Her mother, who happens to be inside.”

“I wanna be out hewe with you,” Willow shifts in Dustin’s lap, trying to look at her dad. “Daddy?”

“Yeah, princess?”

“Awe you almost done?”

“Almost baby, I gotta few more feet to go. Y’wanna go inside where it’s warm?” He could see the pink creeping up her nose as she shook her head. Recently she had become clingy to both of you, you weren’t sure what it was. This week it was Eddie’s turn, she only wanted him to cuddle and play with. Sighing Eddie put back the shovel where he found out, bounded up the stairs and scooped his kid out of Dustin’s lap. “C’mon kiddo let’s get you some hot chocolate.”

You were curled up in the chair, a fluffy blanket pulled into your lap delving into a book when the front door burst open, bringing in wintery air. “Fair maiden, would you be so kind to make a hot beverage for us wearily travelers?” Eddie called from the doorway, stepping out of his boots. You glanced up smiling at the sight. Willow was wrapped in different blankets, only her fave could be seen. Eddie had snow in his hair and all over his jacket. Dustin looked fine, just a little cold.

“There’s some ready in the kitchen with some marshmallows ready for you.”

Willow yelled out what you assumed is a “huzzah” as the trio trampled into the tiny space. You turned your attention back to the book in your hand and tried to reinvest yourself into the story.

“So how’re you gonna propose to her?” Dustin asked, looking at the calendar on the wall. It had started to fill up with dates, December 31st circled in red and in Eddie’s sloppy handwriting ‘Corroded Coffin playing @ Hideout 4 NYE show’

“Well I was going to do it on Christmas morning but she shot that idea down real fast,” he sighed, watching Willow sip her drink. “I dunno, maybe it’s too soon. Maybe I should wai-“

“Do it New Year’s Eve, at the Hideout. See if Wayne or her mom will watch Willow for the rest of the night and when the countdown starts to happen, propose.” Dustin shrugged finally peeling his eyes from the calendar on the wall.

Eddie turned to Willow, eyes bright with the idea. “You can’t tell mommy what you heard, ‘kay?”

“Okay daddy,” she nodded her head, curls bouncing everywhere.

#eddie munson #eddie munson ff #dad!eddie munson #dad!eddie #rockstar!eddie #rockstar!eddie munson #eddie my love #eddie munson x female reader #finding the truth

[starlahuskyz]

Chances - Chapter 16

Summary: The boys take Jordan to have some fun at a certain bridge and she learns what kind of "fun" the boys like to have. Then Marko takes her home and they share a moment.

Happy Valentines days guys :D

Chapter 15 <<< >>> Chapter 17

TW// None I think???

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Jordan knew that she probably should’ve trusted her gut and not followed through with whatever the boys had planned for her. But at the same time she also didn’t want to be a killjoy, so next thing she knew she was at a bridge with train tracks with a seemingly endless ravine beneath it. Jordan took a look down and looked to Marko for assistance.

“So…what are we doing here?” Marko walks over slinging his arm over her shoulder with an evil smirk on his face. “It should be pretty obvious what we’re up to.” They both looked at David who walked up to them.

“Marko, why don’t you show her what’s going on.” He took over Marko’s position and he walked towards a gap in the bridge, he looked up at Jordan and gave a little wave. “Goodnight Jordan…”

Before she could say anything, Marko jumped into the gap and out of sight. “Marko! Is this some kind of suicide pact?!” David held her back from trying anything, he just smiled and then looked at Paul who was getting ready to do the same. “Bottoms up!”. Paul jumped into the gap as well, not too long after Dwayne came over and shot finger guns at her and jumped down. Leaving just David and Jordan, David finally let go of Jordan and said “Come with us, Jordan.” He followed along with everyone else and jumped, Jordan finally made her way over to the gap only to see that everyone was okay. They were hanging onto the railing beneath the bridge and while she watched in horror they all egged her on to join them. She hesitated, looking from where her bike was parked and back to the boys. She finally made a decision to join them, by carefully lowering herself down and latching onto the railing, she was now just like them. 

“Ain’t this fun Jordan?” Marko asked her while she tried keeping her gaze on him and not at the endless abyss beneath them. “If this is what you guys consider fun, then you’re all out of your mind!” All the boys just laughed at her remark. And as Jordan started getting a little more comfortable, she heard the distant sound of a train horn in the distance. Jordan looked up and could feel the small vibrations on the railing.

“Is that a train coming our way?” She looked at the boys.

“HELL YEAH IT IS!” Paul starts headbanging as if he's excited at the notion.

“ARE YOU CRAZY, THE HELL DO WE DO NOW?” Jordan’s stress only grew as the vibrations were getting more violent as the seconds ticked by. The train horn cried out again and it was even louder now that it was closer. 

“YOU BETTER HOLD ON!” David yelled out to her.

Train finally starts crossing the bridge and it shakes the structure causing Jordan’s grip to tighten as much as it could. The boys could be less than bothered by what was happening, they all just laughed and screamed like toddlers while the train continued to shake them like a baby with a rattle. After Jordan thinks it couldn’t get any worse, Paul then lets go of the rail while air guitaring his way down. At this point she was at a loss for words, she just hung there mouth agape at the fact she might’ve watched Paul fall to his demise. Dwayne followed after, screaming his way down.

“YOU’RE ONE OF US NOW, LET”S GO!” David yelled at Jordan who only looked at him like he was crazy.

“AND THEN WHAT?” Jordan was struggling to keep her hands planted on the rail.

Without another word, David dropped from his spot leaving only Marko and Jordan in their spots. The train had finished passing by this point, so the shaking had stopped now. Marko came down from his adrenaline rush and looked at Jordan who was still shook from what just happened. He tried to egg her on. “Don’t be scared Jordan, you can fly remember?” Jordan looked at him “Not this vampire…I never figured out how to do that.” Surprised by that answer, Marko thought for a minute and then said “You can trust me Jordan.”

“What do you mean?” Jordan looked at him before he finally let go. “MARKO! WHAT DID YOU MEAN?” And with that, she was left alone under the bridge. Despite her vampiric strength, her nerves were getting the best of her and now she was on the brink of letting go. Without much of a choice, she closed her eyes and let go, leaving her falling through an endless abyss of fog and into god knows what. She knew they were high up, but they must’ve been up higher than she thought. She just kept falling further and further, that is until she finally stopped. Feeling the sensation she had been caught, she opened her eyes and saw who her savior was…Marko. He smirked his evil smile and said "See? You can trust me."

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After the whole event they returned to the cave, Marko and Jordan sat on an old sofa while watching the others do their own thing. Jordan was definitely less than thrilled by what happened, but at the same time she weirdly liked the adrenaline rush that came with it. Paul came over to sit with them and he passed Marko a joint.

“You gotta admit, Jordan, that was fun! We should do more stuff like that again.” He laid himself on the couch not caring about how he was invading Marko and Jordan’s space. Jordan flicked his forehead and responded “Oh yeah…glad YOU had a great time.” Marko finished taking a drag and just pulled her closer to him “But I caught ya, that’s all that matters right babe?”

“I’d rather be able to do it myself, but I guess so.” She ran a hand through his curls and he let out a hearty purr. Paul snagged the doobie away from Marko and took another drag.

“Girl we need to give you flying lessons, a vampire not being able to fly is like a….” Paul couldn’t think of a metaphor until Jordan finished it for him.

“A bird without wings?” She questions and he snaps his fingers smiling. 

“That…man Marko, your girl is so smart.” His words start slurring and Jordan only rolls her eyes at his display.

“Hey, does anyone know what time it is?” Jordan shouted across the cave.

“I would say an hour till sunrise.” Dwayne said from across the room while reading his book.

“Then I think I should get going.” Jordan made a move to get up, but the terror twins kept her in place. “Do you guys mind?” 

“Yes, I actually do. Just stay here, don’t worry about heading home so soon.” Marko kept his arms around Jordan and she just succumbed to his love. Paul just kept his head on her lap but she shooed him away.

“Geez let me just have one thing tonight please. I just wanna go home, we can have a sleepover eventually. Just not tonight.” With a groan from Marko he finally released her, letting her make her way out. She stood up and was ready to make her way out, until she stopped and thought about something. She turned around to face Marko, and asked him a question “Hey Marko, I know this is stupid but…can you come with me. I don’t wanna go home alone tonight.”

All the other boys in the cave perked up at her question while Marko just looked surprised at her request. No one said a word for a good while and Jordan looked around, sighed and said “I hope you guys didn’t take that as a I’m gonna ride him into the sunset way. I meant that I felt unsafe going home alone. Dirty son of a bitches.” Marko stood up and began guiding her towards the exit.

“I knew what you meant, don’t sweat it.” As they both left, they heard the cheers of Paul in the cave.

“GET IT MARKO!”

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They both eventually made it back to Jordan’s house with no difficulties, the house lights were all off and not a noise came from inside. Jordan hopped off her bike, while Marko watched her from his own. He was happy she trusted him, but he was also curious as to why she felt unsafe going home alone. He was almost…angry. He wanted to know why she felt this way or who made her feel this way. He removed the thoughts from his head when Jordan approached him. 

“Well, thanks for coming with me. Hope it wasn’t a problem for you.”

“Not at all, I just want to know something. How come you feel unsafe? You’re a vampire, anybody who tries to hurt you would get folded by you.” He leaned against the handlebars of his bike. 

“Oh um, it’s not really that easy to explain but…Do you ever feel like you’re being watched?” She nervously rubbed the back of her neck. Marko just looked confused.

“Not really, no. Is this a common thing?”

“It’s been happening a lot since last year. Not all the time, but a lot more often than I’m comfortable with.” Marko tilted his head in confusion.

“Do you have any reason why this is happening?” He got off his bike to confront her properly.

“I don’t know, I think it’s just my guilt that’s all-” She stiffed up realizing she said too much.

“Guilt?” He said it like it was a foreign word.

“Don’t worry about it, I’m just paranoid that’s all.” She tried to cover up what she said but she knew that Marko wasn’t dropping this subject.

“I think it’s time you tell me, cuz if you’re feeling this way maybe we should talk it through.” He placed his hands on her hips holding her close “I hate seeing you like this.”

She relaxed while in his hold, and said “It’s about my ex, he’s not around anymore but I still feel his presence sometimes. I think it’s the guilt of everything that happened between us catching up to me.” Marko only huffed in response, “So that’s what this is about…” he thought. “Well whatever happened between you two, doesn’t matter to me. He messed up his chance with you while he had it, don’t feel too bad about it.” 

“Easy for you to say, you don’t know what I’ve been through.” She wrapped her own arms around him and rested her head on his shoulder. Marko was never good at being the most emotional type, he wasn’t quite sure how to help her with something like this. His only thought was to find this ex and beat the bricks out of him, however that was not on the table right now. So he figured just being there for Jordan was enough for now. Jordan pulled away from him slightly to look at the slowly brightening sky above them. As the sky got brighter, she could better see his features, his perfectly sculpted face, those doe eyes, and his golden curls. Despite his very mischievous and vampiric nature, she found a sense of safety with him. She loved him, and she loved him so much she jumped off a bridge for him. She didn’t even realize she was staring into his eyes very intensely until without warning, Marko leaned forward and gave her a gentle kiss on her lips. She was flustered, and Marko just simply pulled away and walked to his bike, hopping on it and revving its engine. He smirked at her and said, “Goodnight Jordan, love you.” With a small wave, he was off back to the cave. As he disappeared down the trail, she could only look on and silently say “Love you too…”

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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 Of course Mary has a revelation about your relationship while you're drunk. It's very typical of him, really. 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 "Dance with me?" 𝐒𝐡𝐢𝐩(𝐬) Mary Goore x GN!Reader 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 No smut here. Reader has been drinking. Mary has basic human decency to not take advantage of that. Some grinding briefly but Mary puts a stop to it. Small TW for reader throwing up near the end of the fic. 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 967 words. 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐬 This is a short one tonight boys as I'm in physical pain, v tired, and couldn't bring myself to write a longer piece because of it. I've done my best to make sure I've not used gendered terms or pronouns for reader but if I have lmk and I'll fix it ASAP! 𝐊𝐨-𝐟𝐢 𝐓𝐢𝐩 𝐉𝐚𝐫

House parties weren’t really Mary’s thing. It’s not that he never attended them or got invited, he just never had anyone to go with. The only reason he was in attendance at this particular house party was because he knew you’d been invited, and you’d need someone to make sure you got home safe. After all, who better to walk you home than your loving partner of eighteen months?

“H-hey. Hey. Mare.”

They smiled at your approach, the relaxed grin on your face making Mary wish they had their phone out so they could take a picture. “What’s up, buttercup?”

You wrinkled your nose. “Who’s got butter in the cup?”

“Nobody. Don’t worry about it. Did you need something?”

That smile was back again. “Dance with me?”

Something else that wasn’t really Mary’s thing: dancing. Mary didn’t dance. He moshed. He headbanged. He got knocked around in the pit at gigs and wildly swung his arms around to the music. He didn’t do dancing. You knew as much too, but you were clearly tipsy and the way you looked at them with wide, excited eyes was enough to let that slide for the night.

“Lead the way, babe.”

Grabbing his hand, you led Mary to the crowd of god knows how many people grinding against one another to some thumping, bass-heavy music. He tightened his grasp, fingers intertwined so that you wouldn’t lose each other. The moment you were both submerged in the sea of bodies, you turned to Mary with a smirk and he knew he’d made a mistake in letting you drag him into the crowd.

“Hey, don’t look at me like that. Come on now.” His words fell on deaf ears as you pulled him close and began to dance, hips swaying and bodies far too close to one another to be innocent.

Well, shit.

You placed your partner’s hands on your hips, gently grinding against them to the beat of whatever song was playing. Mary wasn’t sure. Mary also didn’t really care what the song was either with the way you were deliberately grinding on them. A momentary jolt of anxiety flashed through his body as he glanced around, frantically trying to make sure you weren’t being watched. His cock gave a little twitch at the thought of being caught if you were both to dry hump in front of all these people, but something felt wrong. Very, deeply wrong.

Placing his hands on your hips to still you, Mary hissed. “Hey, we should stop.”

“Huh?” You blinked at him, eyes wide. “Did I do something wrong?”

“Shit, no, baby, you’ve not done anything bad. I just don’t think we should be doing this in your current state.”

“But I’m okay! I’m perfectly happy, Mare!”

Smiling, your partner pressed his lips to your forehead and pulled you into a hug, swaying the two of you in place. Your movements were completely off beat and off tempo, but Mary didn’t care. He couldn’t care less if the whole room was gawking at you both.

“I’m sure you’re very happy, but we shouldn’t be doing that while you’re drunk.”

“But I’m not drunk! Pinky swear!” you huffed, making them chuckle and rub your lower back. “Come onnnn, let’s daaaaance!”

Instead of dancing, Mary turned you and began to lead you out of the crowd and into the night air. You gasped at the sudden chill outdoors and Mary shrugged off his jacket before draping it over your shoulders and placing an arm around your waist.

“Let’s go, buttercup. I’ll make you a nice mug of hot chocolate and then we can go to bed. Sound good?” he suggested, kissing your temple as you began the stroll home.

You immediately perked up at his words. “In the Gar-fuck mug?”

Mary laughed. Of course you wanted it in that mug. He’d never lived it down when he tried to make a Garfield mug in pottery class, and it came out looking like a complete mess. It didn’t even look like Garfield, which was what made it even better. It’s also what made it your favourite mug to drink from, so much so that it now just lived in your kitchen instead of his.

“Yes, you can have it in the Gar-fuck mug. I’ll even throw some cream and marshmallows on top for you.” He couldn’t help but grin at the raucous cheer you unleashed, your head tilted up towards the night sky. It was in that moment, watching the sheer (if somewhat intoxicated) joy on your face because you got to drink from the shitty mug he made, that a profound realisation struck him. It just sucked that he was having this realisation now while you were under the influence.

Licking their lips, Mary pulled you in close. “I love you. So much.”

You stopped walking then, the two of you grinding to a halt as you moved to stand in front of them and watch their facial expression. You searched their face, eyes darting from their cupid’s bow lips to the dash of freckles on their cheekbones to the shape of their nose and eyebrows. The quiet extended further and further, both of you gazing at each other’s faces until you finally spoke.

“I love you too, Mary Go–” You suddenly bent over and made a sound that Mary very much didn’t like, the smell and the sudden wet warmth seeping through the tops of his converse confirmation of what had just happened.

“Okay, baby,” he cooed, rubbing your back and easing you into an upright position once you were done. “Maybe hot chocolate can wait for another time. Let’s just get you home and into bed with some water, yeah?”

You just nodded in response and leaned into him as he accompanied you home.

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Beg For a Kiss | Corinthian x m!reader

Anonymous asked: “You’re mine, no one else is allowed to fucking touch you” 

Corinthian x Reader while the two of them are at a bar

summary: going to a bar with the Corinthian is all fun and games until his possessiveness gets the better of him.

tws: swearing, alcohol consumption, smoking, begging/pleading, jealousy, possessiveness

Music pounded, Corinthian didn't recognise the exact song but he knew it was by a band called Lorna Shore, the floors and walls vibrating and thudding loudly, sticky wooden floors weren't easy on to slip on at least; people danced, people sang, people drank. Sunday night, and the place was packed like a Friday; the stench of sweat and alcohol clung to the air and the only escape was outside into the smoking area. Corinthian kept you on his arm the entire time, knowing that mortals couldn't be trusted with you, knowing that there was at least one or two other collectors lurking in the shadows; the smoking area was littered with empty glasses, empty cans, empty plastic cups. Bar staff were thankful when Corinthian gathered the cups up and helped with the disposal of the cans into the big recycling bin; poor bastards worked themselves to the bone and then some.

Still, Corinthian didn't let you out of his goddamn sight, you couldn't break away from him and judging by the way you leaned into him and kept your hand in his back pocket, he guessed you didn't exactly want to either; everyone was suspicious, though. The smokers who gathered in groups to share a Clipper. The lads screaming their hearts out with the music right by the speakers. The ladies moshing and headbanging on the dance floor. Any one of them could have been a collector, but even more, any one of them could have tried to flirt with you. He had to keep you close, he had to make it known to every fucking body that you were his and only his; you were with him, you were his boyfriend. You were his.

An idiot would have been able to ignore it, but when Corinthian saw a couple of people eyeing you up and checking you out in the smoking area, and he was quick to react; pinning you against the nearest wall, his forearms digging into the bricks either side of your head as he pressed into you, his voice hardly above a whisper, just loud enough that you could hear and you could feel each word against your face.

"They don't get it. They don't get that you're mine, no one else is allowed to fucking touch you."

You tried in vain to kiss him, earning you a hand at the base of your throat as he nipped at your bottom lip, telling you not to be so fucking impatient. "Please... I've been so good..."

"Not yet," Corinthian growled. "I need all of them to know exactly who you belong to... exactly who you're going home with every time."

Really, he wanted to hear you beg for his kiss, beg for his touch and say that nobody else could ever make you feel the way he could, that nobody else could ever have the same effects on you that he did and that nobody, not a single soul in the world, could bring you to your knees so fucking easy.

Nobody could make you so fucking weak with just a few words like he could; he could have you on your knees with just a snap of his fingers so fucking easily.

He just wanted to hear you beg right now, he wanted to hear you beg and plead and admit to every motherfucker in the bar that you were his boyfriend; he needed to hear you beg. To hear your voice turn into whimpers and whines for him, to hear your words stumble and falter and fail as he traced your bottom lip with his thumb and took note of the sheer desperation in your eyes.

"I wanna hear you beg, puppy."

"Please," you whined. "Please, please, fucking kiss me. I need it, Corinthian, I want it, please."

"You want it that badly?"

"Yes," you whimpered, grabbing the labels of his blazer with such force that he thought that the fabric would start to fray and tear. "Please. I need you to kiss me."

Humming softly, he pushed himself away a little, just enough to look into your eyes and to revel in the desperation, the pleading, the absolute need behind them; how that mixed with the colour and made them look so fucking stunning. He leaned in again, daring to trace your bottom lip with the pad of his thumb, biting down on his lip as he groaned softly.

"You really want it?"

"Please."

Corinthian chuckled, pressing you right up against the wall as he finally stole a kiss; it was harsh, and he squeezed down on your throat just enough to make you part your lips so that he could slip his tongue between them. He revelled in how your hands found their way to the back of his head, tugging and pulling gently on the soft blonde hairs as you tried so desperately to keep him so close; every second he was kissing you made your head fucking spin, and he knew that when people saw how much you fucking craved him they would think twice before looking at you again.

They would think twice about trying to take what belonged to him.

He pulled away, grumbling softly when you started to softly kiss at his neck. "Good boy..."

"Do I have to keep begging?" You asked, your voice hoarse and breathless from the kiss. But so fucking desperate for him.

"Beg for more and you'll get more," Corinthian told you. "As long as everyone knows you're mine."

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Battle of the Bands (Request)- Eddie Munson x Fem Plus Sized Reader

Requested by @prozacandnicotine plus sized reader is the lead guitarist in an all-girl band, performing against Corroded Coffin in a high school battle of the bands. Y/n and her band go to only all girls high school in Hawkins. Eddie is jealous about how good y/n is. Enemy to lovers with some angst, fluff, and smut. Also I apologize for a certain part, I have no idea how cars worked back then and bleh. The final songs in this were also requested, as well as the band name. Enjoy!! TW for mentions of bullying for being fat, and reader having insecurities. I apologize in advance, I'm not the best at enemies to lovers😬. This one's a long one, so buckle up for 13k words.

"You guys ready to show Hawkins who's the best band around?" You yelled to your bandmates. "Hell yeah!" They all cheered. You put your dark green Volkswagen van in park, and went around to the back of the van. For the purposes of the band, you had taken out the third row of seats for the equipment. Lori, your drummer, grabbed some of her drums and set them on the ground, headbanging with her long red hair flying all over the place. Next was Amelia, the shyest of the group. Her blonde bangs waved in her face as she grabbed her guitar; she's the bass guitarist. Scarlet, the lead singer, grabbed some of the amps and started leading the girls over to the entrance. The brunette vocalist walked with pride, knowing everyone would be shocked to hear of an all girl metal band.

You grabbed your dark purple guitar, following the girls who were not that far ahead of you. As you were walking towards them, someone bumped into you, making you stumble a little bit. "What's a pretty girl like you doing here? You lost or something?" You scoffed and turned around to see the male that bumped into you. "It's Y/N to you, and I'm actually here to practice with my band asshole. Next time watch where you're going." The boy with long, brown, curly hair stopped and looked at you wide-eyed. "What a cat got your tongue?" You spat at him.

You shoved past him, huffing once you got to your bandmates. "What's wrong Y/N?" Amelia asked you. "Nothing. Some jerk bumped into me and asked if I was lost. Jesus Christ, people act like girls can't be in bands." "Screw 'em, we'll show them." Lori retorted. "Anyways.. is everything out of the van?" Scarlet asked, rolling her eyes. "No, but it's not a lot, I'll go get the rest. I gotta lock it anyways." You stalked off, clearly annoyed from your encounter with the clumsy, but very attractive boy that bumped into you.

Once you arrived at your van, you grabbed the last few things, and locked it up. "So, you're here to compete huh?" You spun around, seeing the boy from earlier leaning against your van with a cigarette in his mouth. "Are you a stalker? Get lost and get off my van." You hissed at him. "Sweetheart, I'm just here to ask what band you're in, and to apologize for bumping into you earlier." "Once again, it's Y/N to you. It's the Punkette Tigers, and we're going to kick everyone's ass." "Oh really? Because I think, my band Corroded Coffin is going to win." He laughed, exhaling smoke.

You walked past him, making sure to knock the cigarette out of his hand. His footsteps hurriedly followed behind you, slowing down once he reached you. "I told you to get lost. Are you deaf too?" "The name's Eddie, it's a pleasure to meet another guitarist that isn't from my band." You rolled your eyes and kept walking, hoping this "Eddie" would just leave you alone. "You know, you don't have to ignore me, I heard it's good to be civil with the people you're competing with."

"Yeah, I don't really care. Just leave me alone so I can practice with my band." "Well alright then, I'll see you around." He said as he jogged away. Finally, some peace and quiet. You walked up to your band, who was waiting patiently. "You guys ready to set up and practice?" They all nodded, getting to work. After about 15 minutes, you were all done. "What about 'I love playin with fire' by the runaways to start?" You asked them. "Sounds good to me." Lori said, grabbing her drumsticks. Amelia picked up her guitar, standing in her place, nodding to let you know she was ready. Scarlet looked to you, holding the mic up to her mouth. "On three girls." She said, looking to you for approval. You nodded, counting "1, 2, 3."

Amelia started playing her guitar with Lori following soon after. Your fingers started playing, and the adrenaline really kicked in once Scarlet began singing. Soon, things starting getting more upbeat, and you were singing along with Scarlet, bobbing your head to the beat. "I love playing with fire." Sang you and Scarlet simultaneously, Lori and Amelia singing in the background "fire." Soon your guitar solo came, and you revved your fingers, playing it perfectly. "And I don't think I'll ever learn." Lori sang the last sentence.

"Great job, we can take a little break if you want, then we'll practice our song for the competition." You said, cracking your knuckles. You heard slow, sarcastic clapping. Turning around, you saw Eddie staring at you with dark, angry eyes. "Look at that, Y/N can play the guitar pretty good." You flipped him off, going to get a drink of water. "You jealous that she's better than you curly?" Lori yelled to him. He looked taken aback, replying with "Oh no, I'm just shocked she can actually play the chords right." Your head whipped around, "What the fuck did you just say about me? I think you're just worried you're going to lose to girls." You sneered at him, walking towards him with your hands clenched.

"Leave my band and I alone, got it asshole?" Before he could respond, a judge came over to you both. "Is something wrong here?" He asked. "Just meeting some of the competition sir." Eddie cheekily replied. "Well, alright. Good luck practicing. Remember to be here Saturday morning to practice before the show." You scowled at Eddie, annoyed you had to see him on Saturday and Sunday. At least you had tomorrow night and Saturday night to practice at home. You walked back to the group, asking if they just wanted to practice in your basement.

"Why can't we just do it here? We already set it all up." Amelia asked quietly. You glared at her and looked at Scarlet. "Okay, let's go to Y/N's house. I could grab a bite to eat anyways." Lori shrugged, not really caring where you practiced. Once the four of you were all packed up and in the van, you drove to your house. "Since you're all spending the night here Saturday for the show, would you rather just stay here until then? I don't mind you guys staying." "Ah man, I think I'm gonna head home tonight, but I don't mind spending the night tomorrow though." Lori said, looking at you.

Amelia and Scarlet nodded, agreeing that they'd be here tomorrow evening. "Do you guys want to eat here? I just need to take one of my amps down to the basement, but make sure you guys practice at home too." "Actually, I'm pretty tired Y/N, I think I'll just go home." Scarlet said before asking Amelia if she wanted a ride home. "I'll eat with you Y/N, we could go to that pizza place by my house?" "Alright, bye Amelia, you did great today. I'll see you guys tomorrow, bye Scarlet." You waved to them, dragging your amp to the basement, Lori carrying your guitar for you.

"So, curly must really be getting under your skin huh?" She said. "His name's Eddie, and no he's not. I'm just tired today. I think I'll skip dinner. I'm just going to drop you off, sorry Lori. Thanks for helping me bring the guitar down." The ride to her house was quiet, you were quite pissed off from today's events. You sighed, deciding to go get some slices of pizza and a soda from the gas station. "Just three pieces of pepperoni and a cola please." You said to the man at the counter. You paid and walked back to your van, but halfway home it started to sputter. "Fucking shit, come on, we're almost home." After about ten seconds it completely stopped running.

"Piece of fucking shit!" You screamed, slamming the steering wheel. The nearest mechanic shop was 5 miles away, and you have school tomorrow. "I can't go tomorrow or this weekend because of the fucking show. Mother fuck-" Your sentence stopped short when you heard a knock on the window. Looking through it, you saw Eddie. Great. You opened the door, getting out. "Having troubles?" He asked. "Yeah I am, and I'm sure you're just peachy because of it." "Well, I can take a look at it, my uncle taught me some things." "Yeah whatever. Have the pizza, I'm not hungry anymore." You sat down on the ground, hearing your stomach rumble. You stared at the rolls on your stomach, suddenly feeling nauseous.

"Hey, if you're hungry you should eat." Eddie said, coming around from the front with his hair in a messy bun. "It's fine, I don't need it. Just take it as part of your payment." "Payment?" He chuckled. "It just needs a jumpstart, but I'd probably get a new battery for it soon." "Oh. Uh, thanks." You couldn't help but feel your face heat up as he laughed. Something about him made you feel like jelly. After a few minutes, he came around to the back of your van, sitting down next to you on the pavement.

"I didn't take any of the pizza, but here, I brought it out for you." "Oh, I'm not really hungry. You can eat it, really." He shrugged putting a piece in your hand anyways. You stared at him questionably, taking a bite. "Thanks for the help, I'll get a new battery when I have time." "No problem, I can't have my competition without a running vehicle." "So you admit that we're a competition?" You asked, an eyebrow raising. "Well.. Yeah. Your guitar skills are pretty sick, just not as good as mine." He winked. You rolled your eyes, laughing for the first time in your interactions with him. "Alright Eddie, whatever you say. I haven't even heard you play." "Well, I guess you'll hear it on Sunday darling."

Your cheeks heated up again, and you looked to the ground, attempting to avoid his gaze. "Do you think tomorrow morning you could go with me to the mechanics to find a battery? I don't want to go to school tomorrow, I think I'm just gonna stay home and smoke before we practice tomorrow night. Helps calm my nerves, ya know?" He looked down at you surprised. "I'm down to skip class. I'll pick you up at 9." "Wait really?" You asked him in disbelief.

"Yeah, I don't mind. I'll even play for you tomorrow just to show you how good I am." You laughed, getting up off the ground. "Let me just go write my address down." You shuffled to the front seat, trying to get the redness in your cheeks to go away. He leaned up against the window, staring at you intently. "Here, just knock when you get there." Your fingertips brushed as you handed him the paper, but little did you know, he was the one blushing this time. "See ya tomorrow Y/N." He said running to his van. "What is happening to me?" You thought to yourself.

You drove home, swimming in your thoughts about Eddie. You didn't sleep much, too anxious to see him in the morning. You weren't sure why, you've only known him for about twelve hours. 3:30AM rolled around, and you finally fell asleep. Back at Eddie's trailer, he was having trouble sleeping as well. All he could think of was how sexy you looked playing the guitar, and how beautiful you sounded when you laughed. He wanted nothing more than to hold you and feel how amazing you'd be against him. At 8:00 you finally woke up, groaning and rolling off your bed.

You looked at yourself in the mirror, suddenly feeling self conscious of what to wear. Your fat had spilled out of the tanktop you'd fallen asleep in. You were very aware of the way your thighs made your pajama pants look too tight. You started tearing up, pulling at the fat, wishing you could just rip it off. You slammed the door to the bathroom and got into the shower, washing your negative thoughts away. You had decided on some black ripped jeans with a Metallica t-shirt, and some converse. You brushed your teeth and hair, waiting on the couch for Eddie to arrive.

At 9:00 on the dot, Eddie's van pulled into your driveway. You hurriedly walked out the front door, almost knocking him over. "Woah there, I was just about to knock." "Sorry, I'm anxious to get this done." You pulled your shirt down, hoping he didn't see your figure behind it. He lead you into his van, opening the door for you. The drive to the shop was quiet besides the music playing in the background. Once you arrived at the shop, he asked where to find one, and you paid for it, carrying it back to the car. "Make sure your pig girlfriend doesn't pass out from carrying it." One of the older men yelled.

You pretended not to hear, and turned your head to the window, tears coming out of your eyes. You watched as Eddie turned around and punched the man in the face, grabbing your money out of his hands. He ran back into the van, his knuckles white as he gripped the steering wheel, pulling out of the lot quickly. "What an old prick." He angrily said. You tried stopping the tears from streaming down your face, but they just kept flowing faster. "It's okay Eddie." You choked out. "No, Y/N. It's not fucking okay. There's no reason for people to be rude. I get it everywhere, the town "freak". And for the record, you're fucking gorgeous and don't deserve to be treated badly."

"Y- you think I'm gorgeous?" You asked shyly. "Well, yes I do. Let's go put this damn battery in your van and forget about it." "Why does he want to forget about it? Maybe he's just embarrassed to think of me like that." You thought to yourself sadly. You stayed quiet on the way back to your house, and when he took the battery from you, you placed the money in his seat, getting out of the van. "All right it's all set. I'll get going, don't wanna bother you while you smoke." He said walking towards his van. Your arm reached out, grabbing his wrist. "You can uh, stay if you want. I don't know if you smoke or not, but it would be nice to have a smoking buddy."

"Hell yeah I do, I deal too." He grinned. "Oh, maybe I'll buy from you from now on." You smiled lightly. "I'll let you try it, I just have to go grab it from the van, I'll be back." He said, releasing himself from your soft grip. You walked into the house, relieved your van was fixed now. Nerves took over when it hit you that Eddie would be smoking with you. You stood there dumbfounded, until he walked in tapping you on the shoulder. "I got the good stuff." He said, shaking the bag of weed in your face. He shoved your money in your hands too, and you just looked at him, trying to give it back.

"Sweetheart, I don't need the money. Keep it, and think about how stupid that asshole must feel about getting punched in the face and being robbed of a brand new battery." Your grip was tight, insisting on letting him keep it. Once he realized you wouldn't give up, he tickled one of your sides with his free hand. "Don't be so stubborn Y/N, I said I don't need it." You rolled your eyes, huffing and taking it back. "I'll just put it in your van while you're high later." You muttered under your breath.

"Mm, no you won't darling. If you really want to pay me back I think there's something else you could do." He said, his eyes suddenly dark with his pupils blown out. You took a step back, stuttering "Wh- what do you mean Eddie." He chuckled, pulling you into his chest. "How bout we relax and smoke as planned, but you have to play a song with me, only if you know it. Metallica's newest song, Master of Puppets."

You shivered being pressed into his chest, inhaling the cigarette, alcohol, somewhat sweaty scent he had. "I- yeah. I learned it a few days after it came out." "What's got you all flustered Y/N?" He asked, lifting your chin up to stare into his eyes, his lips inches away from yours. "Nothing, I just thought- well never mind." You looked down at his lips, and pulled away from him, leading the way to the basement. "So this is where I hangout and smoke, we practice down here too." You sat on one of the couches, putting your legs to the side of you.

"First we're going to play, and then we can smoke alright? I just gotta go grab my guitar." He swiftly went up the stairs, and you shuddered, plugging your amp and guitar in. "Why is he making me feel like this? Why was he staring at me like that?" You wondered.  You were shaken from your thoughts by Eddie obnoxiously coming down the basement stairs. "Do you want to do the sick guitar solo towards the end?" He asked with a smile on his face. "Get ready to be jaw-dropped Eddie." He rolled his eyes at you, waiting for approval to start playing.

You nodded, and both of you starting shredding the chords, strumming the quickly paced riffs. Your adrenaline starting pumping, getting into the sound of the music. He was fucking amazing. You stared at him in awe, watching his tongue poke out in concentration. You looked down at his fingers, feeling a tingly sensation in your stomach, but ignored it, focusing on the notes. You looked up again, catching him staring at you with his eyes wide and dark. You looked back down to your guitar, trying to avoid his gaze. Once you were done, you shook your hands out, looking at him. "You're great at guitar, we should play together more often." He looked like he was in a daze, and quickly snapped out of it at the sound of your voice.

"I can't play with the enemy." He laughed, "Maybe after the competition." "It seems like the lead of Corroded Coffin has his panties in a twist over a bunch of girls." You said slyly. The next thing you knew, he was pushing you down onto the couch. "Darling, the only thing bothering me is you. You and your pretty little face playing the guitar with such ease. It's so fucking hot, hard to control myself around you." Your eyes widened in shock, feeling that tingly sensation again. You started squirming underneath him, your knee accidentally rubbing against his crotch. He let out a low groan, wrapping his hand firmly around your neck.

You bit your bottom lip, feeling wetness pool into your panties. "Eddie I don't think, I don't know if we should be doing this." You softly said. He lifted himself off of you, sitting next to you on the couch with a soft look in his eyes. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. I guess I'm a little jealous that you're better at playing than me, and I'm sorry if I overstepped. I'll go, I'm sorry Y/N." Before you could protest and even process what just happened, he was up the stairs. "Eddie wait, come back!" You yelled running after him.

You rushed outside to his van, roughly grabbing his arm. "Eddie what's wrong? Talk to me." He shook you off of him, looking down at you. "You're what's wrong with me Y/N. I've never felt like this before and it's making me nervous. I know I'm pissed off and jealous that you're so much better than me. But I also just want to fuck that pretty little face of yours with my cock." You looked down, cheeks feeling like they were on fire. "No one's ever even complimented me before, it's always been insults."

You didn't realize the tears streaming down your face until his thumbs came up to your cheeks, wiping them away. "Oh Y/N, I'm sorry. You deserve all the compliments in the world. You really are amazing at playing guitar, it's sexy when you play. And I meant it earlier when I said you were gorgeous." His eyes bored into yours, and he landed a soft kiss onto your forehead. "Why don't we go inside and smoke. You said it calms your nerves right?" He suggested.

You ripped away from him in embarrassment, running into your house sobbing. You slammed your bedroom door shut, sitting on your bed shaking whilst rocking back and forth. You heard Eddie yelling your name, and finally his footsteps stopped at your door. "Y/N can I come in?" He softly asked. "Just go away Eddie, I don't know what game you're playing at, but I'm not getting sucked into it!" He opened the door, sitting on the floor in front of you. "I'm not playing any game Y/N, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Complimenting me, being jealous of my guitar skills, making fun of me at practice saying you didn't think I could even play chords. Why did you treat me like shit, and why are you now treating me like I'm some sort of fucking goddess? Are you just trying to soften my edges so your band can win? Fuck you Eddie, get the fuck out!" You said shoving him. He didn't even try to argue, walking out with sad puppy eyes, throwing you one last glance before he shut your door behind him.

You threw your pillow off of your bed, punching your headboard. You grabbed your keys and drove off in your van, spinning out of your driveway. You were driving quite fast, and ended up behind Eddie's van. You didn't know what you were thinking, but you followed him to a trailer park, where he parked and looked at you bewildered. You put the van in park, and sprung out of the drivers seat, slamming the door behind you. You walked up to him and roughly grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling his lips into yours.

His lips collided with yours messily, and you grabbed his long hair and tugged it. He let out another groan, and you took the opportunity to shove your tongue into his mouth. His hands wrapped around the back of your head, pulling you towards the door. He pulled away, looking at you out of breath. "What are you doing?" "Hell, I don't even know. Just shut up and kiss me asshole." He led you into what you assumed was his room, metal posters adorning the walls.

"I've never done anything like this before but I keep feeling tingly in my stomach and I think it's because of you. If you want to prove to me you're not playing some sick game to fuck with my head, show me how pretty I am." He looked at you shocked, but still with soft eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this Y/N? If it's your first time it should be with someone special." You snorted, grabbing his face gently. "I think you are special Eddie. I haven't stopped thinking about you since we met. All I know is that I want you."

He looked at you questionably before softly pushing you down on the bed, hovering over you. His lips kissed and sucked at your neck, making you moan out, grabbing his hair. He let out a growl, biting your neck and soothing it with his tongue after. He kissed up to behind your ear, nibbling at it a little before kissing up to your face. "I'm gonna make sure you know you're beautiful after this Y/N." His lips attached to yours, softly yet hungrily kissing them. Your hands wandered under his shirt, feeling his chiseled stomach. He pulled away from your lips and ripped his shirt off, looking to you for approval to take yours off too.

You gulped, nodding your head, afraid he wouldn't like what he saw. He pulled it off gently, looking down at you with adoration. "Holy shit." He breathed out, "You really are fucking beautiful." Your hands instinctively wrapped around your stomach hiding it. "No no baby, it's okay. There's no need to be ashamed." He gently moved your hands away and starting kissing up your stomach. He got to your bra and moved his lips millimeters away from yours. "Is it okay if I take your bra off baby?" He asked, his lips tickling yours. You nodded and attached your lips to his again.

Whilst kissing you, he held himself up with one arm, and undid your bra with the other. He brought his tongue down to one of your nipples, licking and sucking on it. "So pretty baby." He said in between licks. You moaned out again, feeling wetness in your panties. He switched to the other nipple, kneading your breast and flicking your free nipple with his finger. "Eddie, that feels so good." You moaned, hips bucking up into him. He stopped and looked up at you, his pupils fully blown out.

"Look at you all worked up over me. What do you want me to do to you beautiful?" "I- I don't know I've never done this before, remember?" You shakily breathed out. "Would it be okay if I ate you out? Get you warmed up a little bit and then you can decide what you want?" "That's fine, just want to feel good." You whined out, bucking your hips up again. He got off of you, pulling you to the edge of the bed. "I'm gonna take your pants off, is that okay?" He asked. "Mhmm." You nodded back.

He pulled them down your legs, kissing up your thighs, and massaging them with his hands. "So fuckin soft." He groaned. He nipped and sucked at them, going up to your clothed pussy. He starting kissing your clit over your panties, your hands flying into his hair. "Baby you're so wet, can't wait to taste you." He moaned. He pulled your panties off, sliding his finger up your slit, making you shudder. "Eddie please." You moaned out, bucking your hips into his face.

He slowly licked his tongue up, his eyes rolling back. "You taste even better than I thought pretty girl." He said before licking circles on your clit, slowing down and then speeding up. "Fucking shit, fuck." You moaned, your back arching. He wrapped his arms around your thighs, holding you down, licking ferociously at your clit, going up and down, side to side, sucking and kissing it. Your legs began to tremble, thighs squeezing together around him. He started flicking his tongue faster, slipping a finger inside of you, crooking it up. Your thighs slammed around him, screaming out his name.

"Come on pretty girl, cum all over me." He stuck another finger in, tongue still lapping at your clit. Your eyes screwed shut, vision going blurry, feeling a knot in your stomach. "Eddie- I think I'm gonna cum." You half moaned half stuttered. His fingers started going faster and harder, tongue going faster than he's done yet. Your fingers yanked his hair, and you felt yourself let go. You came all over his mouth and fingers, still shaking as he pushed you through your orgasm. You felt dizzy, and laid there catching your breath. You whined as he pulled his fingers out, licking the cum up, and brought his fingers up to your lips. You sucked your cum clean off and looked at him lazily.

"Holy shit. I've never came before either, not even while masturbating." You breathed out. He chuckled pecking your lips. "Did that feel good sweetheart?" You nodded looking into his eyes. "Am I supposed to be this tired?" You asked him. "I think so, but let's go get you cleaned up and then you can rest." He got off the bed, grabbing your clothes, giving them to you. You put your tshirt on, ignoring the bra, following him to the bathroom with your pants in your hand. You laughed at your messy hair in the mirror, running your fingers through it to tame it.

"You can use my brush if you want." He opened a drawer and handed it to you, shutting the door behind him. You almost fell onto the toilet, your legs wobbly and vision still blurry. You sighed, cleaning yourself up and looking at your now soaked underwear. "Hey Eddie, I don't think I can wear my underwear right now, they're kind of soaked." You laughed opening the bathroom door. You lazily wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing him softly. "Can we lay down a little bit? I don't think I'll be able to drive home and practice with the band if I'm like this."

He chuckled, bringing you to his bed, putting his arms up motioning for you to lay on his chest. You put your pants to the side, nuzzling your head into his chest. "Thank you." You murmured into him. "For what darling?" He asked. "For everything, minus being rude to me yesterday at practice." "That was me trying to flirt, but I'm sorry I made you upset. Why don't you try and rest, it's only 1pm. What time are you supposed to practice?" "About 6, so I'll probably leave around 5 if that's okay? I can leave earlier if you want, don't want to bother you." "Y/N you aren't bothering me, trust me." He said placing a kiss on the top of your head. His fingers rubbed mindless shapes on your back, and you felt your eyes close, falling asleep.

Without your knowing, Eddie was watching your back rise and fall with every breath. "She's perfect. If only she could believe it." He thought to himself. Your presence filled something he didn't know was missing. His soulmate maybe? No, you've known eachother for a little over 24 hours. "It doesn't matter how long we've known eachother; I've never felt like this before and I already want her in the rest of my life. Isn't that what a soulmate is supposed to be?" He thought.

Anxiety ripped through his chest, wondering how he'd even tell you he thinks your his soulmate. Not knowing if you'd call him crazy or by some miracle feel the same way. He wrapped his arm tighter around your sleeping figure, breathing in the scent of your hair. He never felt this relaxed, and he wanted to feel this happiness forever. He closed his eyes, dreaming of you being his girlfriend.

A couple of hours later, your eyes opened, feeling someone's arm wrapped around you. You looked up and saw Eddie sleeping peacefully while holding you. You smiled, wrapping yourself impossibly closer to him. His naked chest was warm and inviting. Mindlessly, you started tracing the tattoo on his chest, enjoying the comfort and safety you've never felt before. "Would it be too weird to think of him as the person I'm meant to be with?" You wondered.

Eddie started stirring and he yawned looking down at you. You smiled and placed a kiss on his chest. "Good morning to you too." He smiled, kissing your forehead. "Do you know what time it is? I have to be back for practice still." He lifted his arm up, looking at his watch. "It's 3:30." He replied. "Is it still okay if I leave at five? I just don't want to bother you."

Eddie laughed looking over at you. "You aren't bothering me, it's okay. Do you want something to eat? I could order pizza or something." You shook your head no. "It's okay, the girls and I are gonna get some food after." For the next hour and a half, you and Eddie talked. "Eddie, I gotta go now, I'll see you tomorrow at practice?" "Yeah, have fun tonight." He left a kiss on your forehead and walked you out to your van. The drive home was relatively quiet, and Scarlet was probably on the way with Amelia and Lori.

Once you got to your house, you sighed and laid down on the couch in the basement. "Should I tell the girls what happened last night and today? What would they say?" You sighed thinking of Eddie. "He's so beautiful and kind. Going out of his way to help a stranger who he's competing against. Not to mention he doesn't mind my size." A smile crept onto your face as you thought about last night and today.

"We're here bitch!" Lori walked down the stairs. "I take it you're pumped about practice tomorrow and the competition Sunday?" "Oh hell yeah, barely slept because I'm ready to show these assholes that girls can do things too." You smiled, "That's my bestfriend, always standing up for herself and our group." Amelia and Scarlet walked down the stairs next, Amelia almost falling in her face.

"Amelia you okay?" Scarlet asked. "Yeah, I just tripped. I'm anxious." Amelia is quiet and shy, but once she felt comfortable around the group, she's gotten obnoxious as hell. "So are we doing a warm up song, or are we just going to get straight to the song?" Lori asked. "Well, I assume we all practiced, so maybe just jump right in?" The girls all nodded in approval, setting up.

Lori and Amelia started off with the drums and guitar. Soon you and Scarlet joined in, Scarlet belting out the words. "I don't give a damn about my reputation." You sang out the background words "Oh no no no no." Amelia started getting really into it, strumming her guitar ferociously. "Pedal boys!" She sang out. As the song ended, you all harmoniously "And I don't give a damn about my bad reputation."

You smiled and hugged Amelia. "You did so good I'm so excited to see you belt it on Sunday!" Lori ran over to her, picking her up in excitement. Between the two of you, only you knew Lori had a crush on Amelia. Although Amelia never said anything, the way she'd blush when Lori was close to her or talking to her, you were pretty sure she liked her too. After a few more rounds of practice, you offered them to all shower if they wanted to while you made dinner.

"I showered before I came, but I'll go out my pajamas on, it's getting late and we have to be there early tomorrow to practice." Amelia said while grabbing her bag and walking upstairs to your room. "I'll take one, school was disgusting today. I hate PE." Scarlet said going to the bathroom. "So Lori, are you going to make a move on Amelia yet?" You questioned her. Her eyes widened. "Only if you admit you have the hots for that Eddie guy from practice." "What?! I do not have the hots for him, he's rude." You crossed your arms.

"Uh huh, and that's why your cheeks are as red as my drums right now." "Okay well fine. My van broke down last night and he helped me fix it and got a new battery with me this morning. That's why I wasn't at school today. And uh we also sort of hooked up. But he just ate me out, we didn't have sex." "Holy shit! Was it good, did he show you his guitar playing skills? Is he good?" She rambled on.

"Uh. Yeah he's good. And it was good I think? I've never done anything like before.." You looked down at the ground in embarrassment. "That's okay Y/N, you don't have to do it early like people say you do. It's up to you when you do it. And since you told me, why don't we play truth or dare later and you can ask me who my crush is, after I ask you yours. Please? Help me out a little, I don't even know if Amelia likes girls."

You couldn't say no to her, and you wanted them both to be happy. If things went sideways, you and Scarlet could smooth things over in a matter of minutes. "Okay I will. I'm gonna go make some spaghetti, you can do whatever. Maybe think of how you'll tell her how you feel?" That would be hard for Lori, she's not very open about feelings, and with Amelia being so shy you were worried about how she might react. Regardless, Lori would never do anything to make Amelia uncomfortable.

"Yeah I'll do that. I'll come up in a few." She shakily replied. You walked up to the kitchen, boiling some water on the stove. Amelia walked in shortly after, coming up next to you. "Y/N can I ask you something?" You turned to look at her "Of course Amelia, you can come to me with anything." She looked down at the floor, picking at her fingers. "Is it obvious I get giddy around Lori? My skin felt hot while we were in the back of the van last night, and I just get all tingly inside around her."

Your mouth gaped open, not believing what you just heard. "Oh no, I messed up didn't I?" She asked you. "No Amelia. I was just surprised. Why don't you tell her how you feel? You know she likes girls. I'm sure she won't get upset with you at all." "Do you really think I can?" "Yes, I know you can. You've come so far out of your bubble with this group, and we all love eachother so much like family. It'll be okay." You smiled at her and hugged her.

Amelia took a deep breath and went to the basement, presumably going to talk to Lori. You put the pasta in the now boiling water, and sat at the kitchen table waiting for it to finish. You got four plates out, and placed them around the table with forks. Eddie flooded your mind, wondering why he thought you were beautiful, why he treated you so nicely. "Does he like me? Am I supposed to just up and ask him that? It's not like I'm anything special." Your thoughts were interrupted by Scarlet yelling "Y/N the water is boiling over! Jesus, what are you doing?!" She turned the stove off.

You got up from the kitchen chair stuttering. "Sorry, I got distracted thinking about... the show. Yeah, the show." Scarlet raised an eyebrow at you, "Really? It's not about something else." She knew when you were lying, so there was no point in lying about it now. "Fine. I'm thinking about Eddie. He helped me fix my car, and we hungout and well. He ate me out." Her mouth gaped open staring at you, and a few seconds, your mouth gaped open as well. There at the top of the stairs, was Lori and Amelia holding hands.

Scarlet spun around, looking at them. "Holy fucking shit!" She squealed quite loudly. You clapped your hands together, smiling at both of them. "Well, I guess we all have alot to talk about over this spaghetti." Scarlet grinned. Amelia raised an eyebrow at you. "I uh. I hungout with that Eddie guy and he ate me out. But enough about that, what about you two?" "You're fucking the competition? Go girl." Amelia laughed.

After dinner, you cleaned up the kitchen and you all headed to bed. After a long night dreaming of Eddie, your alarm went off at 8. You yawned, hobbling down to the basement. Amelia was curled up in Lori's chest, and Scarlet was half hanging off the other couch. "Guys, get up! We gotta get to practice!" Scarlet and Amelia immediately woke up, Lori still laying there snoring. "Get up bitch." Scarlet said, throwing a pillow at her. "Huh? I'm up, I'm up." She groaned, rolling off the couch, pulling Amelia with her.

"Come on lovebirds, I can make eggs if you want." "Y/N aren't we supposed to be there for 9? Maybe just cereal for today." Scarlet added. You shrugged, going to get dressed. You put on some blue ripped jeans, with a Black Sabbath t-shirt. You went into the kitchen, grabbing some bowls and spoons. "I have honeycomb and cinnamon toast crunch!" You yelled down to the basement. The girls all came up running, scarfing down their cereal so you wouldn't be late for practice. The four of you grabbed your things and loaded them into your van, swerving out of your driveway. By now, it was 8:50, so you pulled up to the entrance and lugged everyone's things out, before parking the van in an actual spot.

You took the keys out of the ignition, running towards the table to sign in. "Fancy seeing you here m' lady." You heard the familiar voice of Eddie. You laughed, tipping your invisible hat at him. "I see you're late too?" You chuckled. "Surprisingly no. I saw your friends rush in, so I figured I'd come help you." "Wow, such a gentleman. Could you just carry my amp for me?" He bent down to grab it, and followed you to where the girls were. "Thanks Eddie. Have fun practicing." In response, he landed a kiss to your forehead before running off.

The girls sat there smirking while you blushed in embarrassment. "Alright, stop staring. Let's practice. After a couple hours of practicing, you started packing up everything. As you all walked out, a judge came over to say "Make sure you get here at 5PM to get set up before the show at 7." You all nodded, heading towards your van. There he was, leaning against the back of your van. "Eddie what are you doing?" You asked him. "Waiting for you, I figured I'd help you guys load up, and I also had a question for you."

"Yeah Y/N, he has a question for you." Lori sassily remarked. You rolled your eyes, letting Eddie help you all load your van up. The girls got in the van once they were done, and Eddie wrapped his arms around you. "Would you want to go on a date with me tonight?" You felt a rush of sparks run through your veins, and just stared into his beautiful brown eyes. "When?" You stuttered out. "Well, I was hoping tonight for dinner, say maybe 5:30? I'll pick you up." He smiled down at you.

"I uh, the girls are sleeping over, but I can ask them." Before you could go over to ask them, they all yelled out in unison "Go with him, we'll be fine!" "Well I guess that answers your question sweetheart." He planted a gentle kiss to your lips, hugging you tighter. "I'll see you later then? What should I wear though?" You asked. "Whatever you want darling." He winked before walking off to his van. You got into the front seat flustered.

"So um. I guess I'm going on a date? What the hell am I supposed to wear?" You asked the girls. The entirety of the drive home consisted of the girls arguing over what you should wear. Lori thinks an outfit with combat boots, Amelia thinks some sort of lacy top, and Scarlet thinks you should wear a leather jacket. Once you arrived home, they rushed you into your room. After agonizing outfit changes, you decided on a black lace tank top with a leather jacket, black jeans, and some combat boots.

By the time Amelia finished doing your hair, it was already 5. "You ready? We'll be fine here, we can watch movies or something, don't worry about us." She reassured you. "I'm just worried about going on a date, I've never been on one remember? Everyone always has to insult me, you guys are the only ones that complimented me before Eddie did." "Awe come on, you'll have fun. You're an amazing person, and at least he's smart enough to see that." Scarlet said. "Yeah, and it seems like you guys have alot in common too." Said Lori.

After pep talking, there was knocking on your front door. You took a deep breath and opened it, to see Eddie standing there with some flowers. "You look gorgeous Y/N." He gawked at you, handing you the flowers. "This is straight out of a romance movie." You thought. You went into the kitchen, handing Amelia the flowers, unsure of what to do. "I'll take care of it, go on your date!" She exclaimed happily.

"You ready?" Eddie asked you while grabbing your hand. "I guess so? I don't know how this works. You're uh, my first date ever." You said looking down at the ground. "Well, I'm glad I get to be the first person to experience all of you. Everyone else is missing out." Eddie lifted your chin up to look at him with one of his fingers. "I'm being completely honest Y/N, you are the most amazing person I've ever met. One day, I'll make you realize it too." He softly kissed your lips, wiping away the tears streaming down your cheeks with his thumbs.

You pulled away sniffling. "Thank you Eddie, I appreciate the things you've done and said. It means a lot to get complimented by someone besides my girls." He rested his forehead on yours, and you relaxed into the comfort of his presence. "Let's go, yeah?" He quietly said. You nodded, kissing him on the cheek before getting into the passenger seat. "I just have to go pick some stuff up, and then we can go. But you have to put this on, it's supposed to be a surprise. He leaned over, wrapping a blindfold over your eyes.

"Is this a date or am I being kidnapped so you don't have to compete against me tomorrow?" You joked. "Hmm, well I could be kidnapping you, you never know." You could see the smirk on his lips in your head, accepting the fact you'd have to not see for awhile. His hand rested on your thigh, and you came to a stop eventually. "No looking, I'll know if you do. I'll be right back." The door opened and shut close, and the anticipation was killing you. "This probably looks strange. A girl with a blindfold on, inside of a van." You laughed to yourself. Eddie came back quickly, putting the car in drive until you came to another stop.

"Alright we're here. But you still need to keep that on for a few minutes." You mentally rolled your eyes, waiting for him to come back. For what felt like an hour, Eddie came back and pulled you out of the van. "Alright just hold my hand and I'll guide you." The ground was rocky, and you almost tripped at least five times. He halted to a stop, and said "Ready?" before taking the blindfold off. Laid before you was a picnic blanket, with some pizza, snacks, and soda.

"Eddie, this is perfect." You said tearing up. "When you told me you liked picnics the other day, I knew what I had to do. I'm just glad you like it, I wasn't sure if you would." He said whilst rubbing the back of his neck. You wrapped your arms around his neck, looking up at him with adoration. "What did I do to deserve you? You're perfect Eddie. I know it sounds crazy, and we've known eachother for two days, but I think we're meant to be together." You rambled on. He stopped you with a kiss. "I've been thinking the same thing darling." He breathed out.

You gently grabbed his face in your hands, attaching your lips to his. "I want to be with you Eddie." His face got immensely red, and this time was the one tearing up. "Will you be mine Y/N? I don't care that it's only been two days. I feel like I've known you forever. You're like the tuning keys to the frets on my guitar." You laughed, pecking his lips. "And you're like the iron to my maiden Eds." He scooped you up in his arms, spinning you around. He set you down on the blanket, sitting down across from you.

"To being with the finest lady in the land." He said, picking up a soda. "To being with the most chivalrous gentleman of this shit town." You replied, cheering to him with the other soda. The two of you talked for hours, while eating pizza. Occasionally, he would tackle you to the ground, peppering your face with kisses. It was almost dark out now, and you were both on your backs, looking at the night sky. His arm was underneath your neck, creating a makeshift pillow for you. You turned to him, laying your arm across his stomach. "Thank you Eddie, this was great. I can't believe I have to compete against my boyfriend tomorrow night."

"Don't worry Y/N, I'm rooting for you. As much as I want to see my bandmates be happy about winning, I really want to see my girl ecstatic about getting first place." "I feel the same way Eds, I want my girls to be happy, but you're really talented and I want to see the smile on your face when you win. " He chuckled, and hovered over you. "I think we should all play together one day, and rock out. Maybe Gareth will find a girlfriend from your band." "Hmm, maybe we could set him and Scarlet up? She's the lead vocal, the brunette one. Lori is the redhead, and Amelia is the blonde. But they're together now, if you couldn't tell by the way Lori's arm was wrapped around her at practice today."

"I did see that. I'm glad they're happy. I wish I could've had my arm wrapped around you earlier. Show everyone who's my girl." He kissed you passionately, and almost roughly. "Never wanna let you go." He said in between kisses. You tugged on his hair a bit, pulling him closer to you. "I never want to let you go either." He groaned, rubbing his hard on against you. "Can I make you feel good Eds? Just gotta teach me." You said in full confidence, kissing his neck roughly. "Baby you don't have to. I don't want you to feel forced to."

You grabbed him by the back of his neck, sucking on the sides of it harshly, making him let out a whimper. "I don't feel forced to, I promise. Just want to make you feel good like you did to me yesterday." He lifted off of you, laying on his back. You got up and hovered over him, kissing down his neck. "Can I take this off?" You asked, tugging at his shirt. He nodded, letting you take it off of him. You admired his bare chest and the tattoo on it, kissing down his v-line to his jeans. You looked up at him, wanting him to take them off.

You sat up, letting him pull his pants down to his ankles. You situated yourself onto his lap, grinding on him while kissing him.  He groaned out, palming his dick. You moved his hand and went down in between his legs. Your hand wrapped around it, gently pumping it. "Am I doing this right?" You asked nervously. "Mhmm. The tip is real sensitive, try something with that." You bent your head down, sucking on the tip while pumping him a little faster. He moaned out your name, gripping your hair. "I guess I am doing a good job." You smirked, gaining more confidence. You hollowed your cheeks out, pushing your head down until your nose touched his stomach.

"Shit baby, you're a natural." One of your hands found their way to his balls, playing with them as you gagged on his dick, sucking on it harshly. His hands made a ponytail in your hair, and asked if he could guide your head. You hummed on his dick, nodding in approval. "Jesus Christ, I'm gonna cum soon Y/N." He moaned out, writhing underneath you. You let him guide your head, occasionally licking the tip of his cock. "Fucking shit, I'm gonna cum." You removed his hands from your hair, taking his balls into your hand again, and sucked him harder. You felt him twitch, and he moaned out your name, gripping at the blanket. You felt him release in your throat, making sure to swallow the warm substance.

You got up and planted a kiss to his lips. "Are you okay Eds?" "Yeah, I'm good. Just need a minute to catch my breath. Holy shit." You smiled and laid next to him, laying your head on his sweaty chest. After a few minutes, he stood up and put his clothes back on, helping you up. "It's getting late you should go back before your friends start to worry." You nuzzled into him in protest. "I just want to stay with you tonight. I meant it when I said I never want to let you go." You whined. "I know, me too. How bout tomorrow night we have a sleepover after the show?" He suggested.

You didn't let go of him, insisting you stay out longer. "Come on, my girl needs her beauty sleep before the show tomorrow." He hugged you tightly before letting go of you. "I'm gonna clean this stuff up alright? Go relax in the van." You huffed, bending down to pick up the trash. "I'm not making you pick this up alone dumbass." He picked up the blanket, guiding you back to his van. You sang with him on the way home, wishing you could stay with him longer. "Goodnight sweetheart I'll see you tomorrow. Get some rest, my rockstar needs energy to kick everyone's ass tomorrow." You smiled, leaning over to him, kissing him goodnight.

You walked into the house, finding the girls in the basement. "Soo, how'd your date go?" Amelia asked. "It was amazing, we had a picnic and stargazed." You smiled sheepishly. "He better treat you right or I'll beat his ass." Lori remarked. "I'm so glad you had fun Y/N, just make sure those feelings don't get in the way tomorrow. We still gotta win." Scarlet said. "Yeah I know. I'm gonna go shower, and I'll come back down after." You went up the stairs, grabbing a t-shirt and some shorts for bed. You shaved your legs, washed your hair, and pondered about your date. "I can't believe I have a boyfriend. Wow."

Afteryour shower, you picked out your outfit for tomorrow. Fishnet leggings with your combat boots, a black leather skirt, the tanktop you had made for the band, and the black leather jacket. The tanktop was black with a small v-neck, and the words Punkette Tigers on the back, with a tiger on the front. You went back down to the basement, "You guys remembered the band tank tops right?" You asked them. They all nodded, yawning. "We can just sleep if you want, I'll make us a big breakfast tomorrow, and we can sleep in until about 11? Get some sleep in before we go rehearse at 5? I think I'm too tired to go get everything from the van and practice tonight."

"That sounds good, I'm beat." Lori said laying down. Amelia rolled her eyes, "You're always tired." "Yeah because I'm too busy gawking at you and thinking of you every second." She retorted, pulling Amelia down next to her. You and Scarlet laughed, smiling at the pair. "Alright, well goodnight guys." Eddie flooded your thoughts yet again, still in disbelief he was your boyfriend. "How could someone so perfect be mine? Is it some sort of cruel joke? No, he clearly isn't lying about his feelings for me." Your thoughts spiraled, and you laid in bed half the night tossing and turning, wondering if Eddie was telling the truth, or if he was softening you up so Corroded Coffin could win.

You kept repeating in your head positive things, such as Eddie sticking up for you to that old asshole at the shop, constantly calling you beautiful, and how he remembered that you liked picnics, and took you on your first date to one. Eventually, you fell asleep, thinking of how peaceful and safe you felt around him. You were woken up by Scarlet shaking you, and rays of sunlight blinding you. "Y/N, it's 11, are you gonna get up?" You groaned, throwing the blankets over your face. "No, I tossed and turned all night, go away and wake me up in an hour." "Well, okay. But you need to get up at 12."

"Fine. Just go away, I'm tired." Scarlet sighed and walked out of your room, shutting the door behind her. Once you were sure she was gone, you got up and locked your door, setting an alarm for 12:30. Once your head hit the bed again, you knocked right out. You were awoken by the annoying sound of your alarm clock, so you rolled over and turned it off. "Ugh. If I have time to nap before the show, I'm taking a damn nap, fuck this." You got out of bed, deciding that a cold shower to rinse off would wake you up.

The cold water stung your body, jolting you awake. You quickly got out and dried off, throwing sweatpants and a t-shirt on. "I see you guys have already ate. Sorry about that, I couldn't sleep last night." "It's okay Y/N, you made dinner for us and invited us to stay, so we decided to make you some food." Smiled Amelia as she walked over with a plate of chips and a BLT. "We did the dishes from last night too." Lori chimed in. "We wanted to thank you for being such a great friend, and bandmate. Without you, we wouldn't have had this band, and had opportunities like this competition. We've become a family, and it's all because of you." Scarlet said, tearing up.

You felt a warmth in your chest, and pulled them in for a group hug. "I love you guys so much, let's kick some ass tonight. Since everything's already in the van, we could probably leave at 4:00, unload, and practice twice backstage before the show. And if I have time, you bet your asses I'm taking a nap." They all laughed, agreeing to let you nap until 2:30. You finished eating and went to your room, throwing the sweatpants on the floor, falling asleep under the blankets. As promised, you were woken up at 2:30 sharp.

You washed off your face, and applied some makeup. Once you were finished with that, you went and grabbed your outfit for tonight's show. You left the leather jacket off though, you wouldn't be needing it until you got there. Amelia was in charge of everyone's hair, which took about an hour. Lori refused to let Amelia do anything besides straighten her hair. Scarlet's hair was curled, Amelia had her hair up, and she did your hair in a half-up style. Admiring your bandmates, all adorning the same Punkette Tigers tanktop. They each had their own personal touches for the rest of their outfits; Lori with her signature black lipstick, Scarlet with red lips and red heels, and Amelia with some thigh high boots, with dark purple eyeshadow. Your signature look was of course the fishnets and the combat boots.

"Alright, let's head out." Lori said, racing out the front door. You blasted your song for the competition, Bad Reputation by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts to get everyone's adrenaline pumping. Once you arrived, you all lugged the equipment out, bringing it backstage. You signed in for the band, and went to go look for Eddie. You saw the familiar head of curls and smiled, walking up to him, poking his sides. "Guess who?" "Hmm, I'm not sure. Maybe it's a mysterious but beautiful lady behind me." He turned around, engulfing you in a big hug. "Hi sweetheart. You feeling okay?" You nodded, deciding to wait to tell him about your lack of sleep last night.

"Just a little nervous, but Scarlet and Lori are hyping Amelia and I up. It's not the fact that we're performing, I'm just scared to compete and be judged, especially because we're the only all-girl metal band around here." "I know for a fact that you'll do great, and if I hear any boos or protests, I'll personally go beat them up myself. Gareth said he'd join in too. Speaking of, Y/N, this is Gareth." A brunette boy with curly and somewhat short hair stuck his hand out for you to shake. "So you're the one Munson won't shut up about." He laughed. "I guess I am." You replied, reaching out to shake his hand.

"Well I gotta go practice, I'll see you later Eds. It was nice meeting you." You said while waving goodbye to Gareth. You and the girls practiced twice, and sat in chairs waiting for the competition to start. It was agonizingly slow waiting to get called up, but once you heard "The next band to play in 5 minutes is the Punkette Tigers, who will be performing Bad Repuation by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts!" The announcer said.

You took a deep breath, and took a few sips of water before grabbing your amp and guitar. You set it up on stage with your girls, going back for your mic. You bumped into someone, immediately knowing it was Eddie. "Good luck out there sweetheart, you'll do amazing. I'll be cheering you guys on from back here." He gave you a hug, kissing your forehead before letting you go back on stage. You have the girls all reassuring looks, waiting for the announcer to say you could start.

"Deep breaths, we got this." Scarlet said, mainly talking to Amelia. "Don't look at me, look at Y/N. I'm ready to kick these assholes a state over." You didn't realize you were nervous until Amelia pointed it out. Your breaths were getting shallow and you were anxiously tapping your fingers. You smiled weakly at them, looking over to see Eddie giving you a thumbs up, mouthing "You got this." You took a deep breath in, and nodded to the girls. "Ready to win guys?" Your burst of confidence came back.

"Hell yeah." Lori said. "Alright, it looks like they're ready to start, give it up for the Punkette Tigers!" The announcer yelled. Amelia and Lori started off with the guitar and drums, Scarlet belting out the lines "I don't give a damn about my reputation." You joined in, strumming your guitar, tapping your feet to the beat. "No no no." You sang in the background. Halfway through the song, Scarlet started walking around while singing, coming up to each of you. Lori was head banging while playing her drums.

The ending of the song was coming up, and you started putting more than your all into it. The four of you sang the last sentence "And I don't give a damn about my bad reputation." "Oh no, not me, oh no, not me." Lori sang. Cheers erupted throughout the seats in the lawn, and you all bowed. "Thank you everybody, have a good night!" You said walking off stage with your guitar. "Holy shit! They loved us!" Amelia screamed in joy.

"We rocked that stage." Lori joined in. "Great job girls!" Scarlet said, high fiving everyone. Before you could tell everyone what a good job they did, Eddie came and twirled you around. "There's my girl, I told you you'd be amazing. Holy shit." You smiled, pecking his lips. "I was so nervous but these girls, they're the reason we did it. Without them, we wouldn't have a band." You smiled adoringly at all of them. "Don't listen to her. If it wasn't for her we wouldn't even know each other." Lori scoffed.

You rolled your eyes, looking back and Eddie. "Anyways. Thank you for the encouragement from the side, it was very cute. Now it's my turn to do the same for you." You kissed him, holding his face centimeters from yours. "You got this Eddie, believe in yourself and in your hand. You're amazing. Go show Hawkins how great you are." He gave you a hug before being called onto the stage. "And next we have Corroded Coffin, performing the second half of Master of Puppets by Metallica!"

Eddie ran out onto the stage, looking over to you and smiling. You watched as he was full of joy, strumming away at his guitar. His fingers moved so skillfully, his tongue poking out at the hardest riff of the song. Once the song ended, he let out one last dramatic strum, running off the stage. "Holy shit!! It sounds so good with the rest of the band playing, I can't wait to see the outcome of the eight of us playing together sometime." You pulled him into a hug, whispering words of encouragement into his ear.

A few more bands went on, and it was time for the winner to be announced. "Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that the judges have come to a tie. Would Corroded Coffin and the Punkette Tigers please step out on the stage?" You and Eddie walked out hand in hand, letting go once you separated across from eachother. A judge who looked in their late twenties spoke up, saying "I admire an all-girl metal band. It really sticks out here in Hawkins, and I think the bravery and sisterhood is a very good component. I loved the energy and how into the music you all were." You nodded, waiting for another judge to speak.

"As for Corroded Coffin, I am shocked you learned Master of Puppets in such a short time, seeing as it's only been out for a month. I applaud you on the hard work and dedication in learning this song." He said to them. The third judge looked between both bands, saying "I enjoyed both equally, so I believe it must be up to the audience on who wins this." The announcer yelled Corroded Coffin, and an applause broke out in the crowd. He then yelled out Punkette Tigers, and screams erupted. After a few minutes of the judges going back and forth, the announcer walked up with a trophy.

"The winner of this years battle of the bands is... the Punkette Tigers!" He handed you the trophy, your mouth open in shock. "I told y'all girls can do things!!" Lori said flipping everyone off. Amelia started absolutely losing her shit, jumping up and down, and even kissed Lori right there on the stage. Scarlet took the microphone, telling everyone thank you. Your mouth was still agape, shocked that you won against Eddie's band after hearing how amazing they were.

"Princess you won!" Eddie yelled, wrapping his arms around you. Reality hits you once you feel his touch. "Holy shit!" You started screaming while tearing up. You launched from his arms and took your girls into a group hug, telling them how proud you were of them. You all got off the stage, and you handed the trophy to Scarlet, turning around to Eddie. "I still think you kicked our ass tonight, you guys are amazing." You hugged him and looked up at him.

"Y/N you deserve this, I'm beyond proud of you right now. Do you guys want to celebrate? The guys and I agreed on all going out somewhere so our friends could meet eachother." "I'll go ask them, but I'm not sure what they'll say." You walked towards them, watching with pride as they reveled over the fact they won. "Corroded Coffin wants to know if they can take us out somewhere to celebrate and to get to know each other because of Eddie and I."

"I could go for a milkshake right now. Besides, I gotta know what's so interesting about this Eddie guy. The other day you looked like you wanted to rip his insides out from anger." Lori laughed. "Oh Scarlet, Eddie thinks we should set you and Gareth up. He's the one with the long ish curly hair." You giggled. "You're already trying to get me a boyfriend? I guess it would make sense seeing as I'm the only single one here now. Yeah, why not?" She shrugged.

You ran over to Eddie jumping in his arms. "They said yes, and Scarlet said she'd give Gareth a chance. Gotta make sure they talk tonight so they can feel each others vibes before going on a date."  He planted kisses all over your face, carefully setting you down before asking "I'll meet you at your van and we can decide where to go?" "We were thinking the milkshake place on third street, if that's okay with you guys." "Sweetheart, they don't give a shit, they're all starving. We'll pack up and meet you there." You and the girls got all of the equipment in the van and drove off for some milkshakes.

You decided on sitting outside so there'd be room for everyone to sit at a table. You and the girls were ordering your food and shakes when Eddie and his friends walked in. "Hey Eds, we're sitting outside, meet you there?" You said before grabbing your food walking out. After an hour of talking and getting to know everyone, you all headed home. Eddie was going to spend the night at your house once everyone was dropped off and after he grabbed some clothes to wear.

Once the girls were dropped off, you went home lugging your amp inside. You caught your breath before going to get your guitar and the trophy. The next time the band hungout, you were all going to set the trophy somewhere in the basement, where it all started. You were about to shower when you heard knocking at the door. Assuming it was Eddie, you swung the door open and saw him standing there with a smile on his face.

"I'm so proud of you sweetheart." He said engulfing you in his arms. You relaxed into his embrace, staying there for a few minutes before pulling him inside. "I was about to shower but you can stay in my room if you want." "Got room for one more? I'm sweaty and ya know, saving water." He winked. "I guess so... Uh, sure." You grabbed his hand leading him to the bathroom. You brushed your hair and wiped your makeup off before removing your clothes, hopping in the warm water.

He followed you in, attempting to hog the water. "Eddie what are you doing?" You laughed. He didn't reply, he just spun you so you were under the water. "Can I wash your hair?" He asked. "Only if I get to wash yours." You replied back. "You're lucky your my girl, I don't let anyone touch my hair besides Uncle Wayne when he trims it." You took some shampoo massaging it into his scalp, letting him rinse it out. Then you took some conditioner, making sure to put most of it on his ends, before rubbing a little bit into his scalp.

Once he was done rinsing it, he turned around and did the same to you, except he started massaging your shoulders. "Mm. Feels good." You sighed leaning against him. "I might have to give you a massage before bed sweetheart, you're very tense." He whispered into your ear. You felt something poke your ass, making you jump a little. "Sorry sweetheart, you're just so pretty, can't help it." He groaned. "You're going to have to wait a few minutes, we gotta finish washing up." You said cheekily.

Eddie ferociously scrubbed his body, jumping out of the shower to dry off. You couldn't help but laugh while drying yourself off, deciding to stay wrapped in a towel, knowing where this was going. Eddie was sitting on your bed, the towel wrapped around his waist. Your mouth watered at the sight of him, his hair dripping making water going down his chest. "Come here pretty girl." He growled. A sudden wave of confidence hit you, and you dropped the towel walking towards him to straddle him.

He groaned out, bucking his hips into you. "Baby you didn't think I'd be able to shower with you and not end up like this did you? You're so gorgeous, wanna make you feel good." He flipped you onto your back, kissing up your neck to your lips. "So perfect." He said against them. You pulled at his hair, wanting more. Your hips bucked up, wanting to feel him inside of you. "Want you to take my virginity Eds." You whined out. He stopped for a minute, cupping a hand around your cheek. "Are you sure you want this Y/N? I want it to be special." He asked softly.

"Eddie, you are special. Anything with you is special, I'm ready." You said in a serious tone. He got up and grabbed a condom out of his jeans, putting the package next to you. "Here, lay across the bed like you usually would, gotta make sure you're comfortable." He said while letting you adjust. He took the towel off climbing on top of you. "If you ever want me to stop, tell me. I won't be upset, I promise." "I will Eddie. Are you comfortable with this though? I don't want you to do it if you don't want to."

"Sweetheart if this is what you want, this is what I'll give you. Been wanting to do this since I laid my eyes on you." He said before kissing your neck, making sure to leave hickeys on it. Your hands entangled into his wet hair, moaning at the feeling of his lips. His hands caressed your body, making sure to touch every inch of it. He kissed his way down to your chest, sucking on one of your nipples while toying with the other one. You whimpered, bucking your hips up again. He smiled against you, coming up to kiss you while he played with both your nipples.

You moaned into his mouth, feeling wetness drip down to your ass. "Please Eds, so wet for you." You whined. "You're so impatient, but since you're being so nice.." He lifted off of you, making his way between your thighs. He ran a finger up your slit, before pushing it inside of you, pumping in and out while his tongue worked on your clit. "Fucking shit." You moaned, back arching. He stared up at you, his doe eyes now blown out with lust. He stuck another finger in, crooking them up to hit your sensitive spot. "E- Eddie. I want to cum with you, not right n-now." You whimpered.

He pulled away, grabbing the condom and putting it on. He situated his hips between your thighs, leaning down to kiss you. "Are you ready? It might hurt a little bit." He said, holding one of your hands. You nodded, and spread your legs farther open. He gently pushed the tip of his throbbing cock in, making you wince. "It's okay, keep going. Just keep holding my hand please." You said to him. He squeezed your hand a little tighter, slowly pushing the entirety of his length inside of you.

This was an unknown feeling, but you wanted more. Your hips bucked up once before he asked "It's okay baby, I got you. Relax." He kissed the top of your head before slowly pulling in and out of you. The pain turned into pleasure, and soon you were begging him to go faster. He picked his pace up, slamming into you. Your eyes rolled back, and you were a moaning mess underneath him. "You feel so g-good." You stuttered. "Princess you're doing so well for me. Your pussy feels so good around my cock, might not last much longer." He moaned out in response.

His thumb found it's way to your clit, tracing circles on it. Your body tensed up, feeling like you couldn't breathe. "Eddie I'm gonna-." You felt your walls clench, eyes rolled back, and toes curling, letting yourself cum all over him. "Shit baby, I'm almost there. Cum for me one more time, I know you can." He leaned down to kiss you, shoving his tongue into your mouth while still pounding into you, thumb still playing with your clit. "Come on pretty girl, cum with me." He panted in your ear.

Before you could respond, your walls clenched again, and you let out a scream. You could feel his body tense up, and he released into the condom, plopping down next to you. The both of you caught your breath and you looked over at him, blurting out "I love you Eddie. I don't care that it's been 3 days since we met, I love you and I think you're my soulmate." He didn't respond, so you covered your mouth, wishing you hadn't said anything.

He looked over at you, blinking tears away. "I love you too Y/N, so much. I want to spend forever with you." You were both crying now, enjoying each others love and comfort. You laid into his chest, listening to his heartbeat. "Who would've known that a band competition and a broken down van brought us together." You said before falling asleep.

IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO WRITE!!!! I have 2 jobs, college, and mental health issues, but I'm glad it's finally done. I apologize, I'm not the best at enemies to lovers, but I love this one so much😫

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[never-not-ever]

I woke up in the worst mood. *TW self harm talk*

I had a dream of what happened during my shift last night. I walked in on someone cutting themselves. I knew they were up to something because they were being sketchy during my first couple of rounds. Like I’ve sat next to a patient before who was headbanging and there was blood on the wall, I’ve been with a patient before who was scratching their hand and drawing blood. But this was different. This hit too close to home because it was all too familiar of my past.

Being sneaky when the checks person comes in. Reassuring them that you’re not doing anything and that you’re fine. Then once you’ve done your damage and you don’t care that they see it on their next round of checks and you’re full blown cutting your arm and there’s blood everywhere. And then when the checks person leaves the room for a few seconds to get more staff and you go faster and deeper to do as much damage as you can before you get stopped for good….

And because that incident itself wasn’t enough my mind decided to gift me with a wonderful reenactment of the same person doing the same thing in my dream last night.

I’m glad I’m off the next two days but I’m picking up Friday and Saturday morning making it two back to back doubles (might come in at 9 on Saturday though). I have therapy on Thursday but I have to figure out my health insurance before then cause she doesn’t take my new insurance that just started on the 1st.

I feel like I’m stress eating because my hunger is back since stopping Mounjaro. But I’m hopefully starting Trulicity tomorrow. Ugh I’m just done with the day and it hasn’t even started… thank god there’s a good group of staff scheduled.

I should probably pull out of the Target parking lot and head home and get ready for work lol

#personal

[kyriasilencedradio]

𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚐! (Oc x oc) pychopunk

The famous base player from corroded coffin, june miller, sometimes plays at her boyfriend's punk Band gigs, as She's surprisingly she being anounced playing with the Band the crowd Goes Crazy with the pair

TW: SWEARS, SEXUAL JOKES

After corroded coffin show ended they went on backstage, they all trew themselfs on the couchers and started drinking and eating. June Sat down the best way she could as for the vinyl red dress restraind her legs

"That was the best show we did!" Norman said opening a soda can for himself drinking most of It in one go.

"Totally! Everyone was wild for us" Jack pointed

"As they should" Eddie completed drinking his beer "we're the best"

"how pretentious Ed" the bleach-blonde mocked lighting a cigarette and taking a drag and drinking a beer she opened

"Tonight was great, i saw some girl show her boobs" norman said with a mouthfull of chips

"oh i gonna tell Max you saw some girl's tits"

"Fuck you Eddie" the Younger one Said as he trew Chips at Eddie making all of them laugh

"Don't be a dick eds, we all know there's only one pair of boobs normie likes to see" june mocked taking some food in her mouth

"OH MY GOD JUNE!" the boy exclaimed with his face all red

"Oh don't be shy, everyone here likes boobs there's nothing to be Embarrassed about dude" june smiled and Sat up Blowing smoke from her mouth

"Yeah dude relax" Eddie said with a sinical smile and the gutarrist gave him his middle finger as he mumbbled 'fuck you guys'

June got up with her cigarette rested in her mouth she took her base, her crimson red base and put it in it's case. Realising more smoke and started to pack more of her own Equipment

"Juns are you really playing for wayne's Band?" Eddie asked frowning his eyebrows

"Yeah, why i shouldn't?"

"Cuz we played a pretty fucking exausting show?" The guitarrist Interrupted

"like a real exausting show" jack pointed drinking more soda

"Yeah juns, we all were sweating-like a hella lot-and that dress didnt help you-"

"i know ! It was tiring and shit, i was there" the blonde Interrupted looking at the group "the dress restraind me and all But i will decide if im doing or not, also im talking this shit off there" she took another drag at the cigarette

"Okay, great. " Jack and norman said returning to eat more food and June sat down again eating snacks and drinking as she much could, the girl needed to have the energy to survive one more gig

"Do you need a ride?" Eddie asked taking one of her cigarettes and lighting It

"Yeah man, i don't drive" the girl Replied taking another sip of her beer

"Why don't you drive by the way?" The Younger asks opening another soda can

"Cuz im too hot, hot girls don't need to drive" she grined and the drummer frowned in confusion and the room went quiet only chewing sounds and cans

"Okay im gonna take a nap" the blonde said before laying herself in the couch and soon falling asleep

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Eddie's drove his van like a maniac like always, june didnt mind much because she drives the same way but a little more...safely? Well the music was on blast as they sang and headbanged while laughting, they both had Been friends since middle school after eddie's performance on talent show, now june was part of the corroded coffin as one of the most popular members, everyone liked her for all her atitude,style and charisma, with Eddie they became the It couple, expect they wasnt a couple for both dated diferent people, Eddie dates with the ex-queen of hawkins,Sidney. and June the popular anarchist punk, Wayne.

Soon they arrived at Wayne's gig and Eddie helped her lead through inside the crowded bar after passing through the security, june entered the back room where the band and her boyfriend were waiting, Wayne was the First one that flew in her arms giving her the tightest hug he could before they touched their lips

"Hey~ Jun" said him smiling like a idiot

"Hey..." She smirked

"Great dress"

"Yeah? well enjoy It while you can cuz i taking this shit of" the group laugh as she smirked

"oh why? It looks great on you Junie " the dirt blond frowned, june smirked because everything she'd wear, Wayne would think she's hot in It, maybe because she was hot or she had great style, maybe both

"Well Wayne maybe because im wearing this tight as fuck shit the hole night"

"And you still look sexy as fuck" the drummer said It out loud getting a death stare from the man beside her "Sorry..." He said drinking water embarrassed

"You better be dickhead, cuz She's MY girlfriend get It?" he spoke threatening turning his gaze to the blonde with a wide grin in his face

"You guys are gross" Eddie commented making a disgusted face "kinda cute but gross"

"Shut up monster or i'll tell your embarrassing Secrets to Siddie" the girl said smirking and Eddie face went totally blang wiping always any traces of his smirk

"Uh...eh- anyway you gonna need a ride back?" Eddie tried to hide his embarrasment away, falling enough to make the bleach-blonde laught as she trew herself to a couch

"Nah Man. I'll drive june home, you can stay If you like" the punk boy said sitting next to his girlfriend and started playing with her hair

"Thanks but i'll pass, im exausted" the metalhead replied putting the base case down "okay i'll take my leave, my bed misses me terrably and i cant make her wait anymore. Bye guys" he joked and everyone told their goodbyes to him

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After the bleach-blonde was taken of the red dress she took the clothes that she putted inside her boyfriend's backpack before she left for her gig, now she was wearing a red cropped top with the collar fastened with pins with and leather pants and the same knee high combat boots everything comfortable istead of that tight vinyl cage

The Band went on stage, june on the left and the drummer on the right while Wayne was in Center with his Black guitar Full of Band Stickers in It, the crowd screamed, the screams of euphoria and excitement were deafening And they got louder as the band began to play fervently.

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After several songs and many screams and a break the band's performance was about to come to an end, everyone was sweaty from moving so much, especially Wayne who was soaked, his hair was stuck on his forehead and his clothes were sticking to his body, the boy took a long drink of water before approaching the microphone again

" If you guys are liking the show gimme a scream!" The dirt blonde screamed into de microphone as the crowd screamed after him, he took another sip of water before continuing, "im Wayne Samuells lead guitarist and vocal of bedheads" the crowd screamed again "you guys know our drummer Ricky" he pointed to the drummer that fixed his hair and smirking

"But Tonight we got a surprise guest" lev said making the crowd scream lounder, "You guys might already notice who is cuz she's pretty famous- real famous actually, you guys are ready?" They could hear screams so excited that the hole street might have heard

"everyone meet my girlfriend! June Miller from corroded coffin!" The crowd screamed and cheered by seeing the girl was on stage, no one else except the saff knew she'b there and It was great that It wasnt annouced because in this moment people were going Crazy for the fact that she was there and that She was dating the leader of a punk underground Band

"now we gonna play our last song," the crowd Let out a frustrated sigh loud enough for the singer to hear. " I know, we also wanted to stay and play more but we need'a rest, expecially my girl that already did a gig Tonight" he smirked at the Bass player beside him and turned his eyes to the crowd once again

" so this song, many of you guys might know this one but we'll make a little more us" he looked at the girl and both were grinning widelly to each other "here goes i wanna be your dog by the stoogers !"

Lev screamed and they started playing, he moved his fingers across the strings with precision as he sang, his voice was incredibly mesmerizing, in perfect pitch and his face showed satisfaction and euphoria throughout the song.

The audience screamed and danced, following the euphoria that emanated from the stage, throughout the song wayne and june looked at each other and teased each other in various ways, some with sexual overtones and others just standing next to each other playing their instruments collectively.

The moment that really drove the audience to the edge of madness was near the end of the song where Wayne sat on the floor between his girlfriend's legs and made provocative moves towards the audience with his croach.

"And now I'm ready to close my eyes, And now I'm ready to close my mind, And now I'm ready to feel your hand, And lose my heart on the burning sands.

And now I wanna be your dog!, And now i wanna bê your dog, And now I wanna be your dog. Well, come on

Woo Uh Uh"

the song ended with the bleach-blonde crouching down to her boyfriend's level sealing their lips together in a very fervent kiss while the screams of the audicence got lounder and lounder

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after that day Wayne's face was in all gossip and rock magazines as 'rockstar June miller boyfriend' many ended up promoting his band with sayings like 'meet june miller boyfriend punk band, bedheads' and ones saying 'everything you need to know about bedheads'.

Thanks to all this propaganda, bedheads took off in the music world, of course on their own merit with a little help from corroded coffin here and there but with time both bands had the same sucess

End

Thanks for Reading until here, i loved writing this and i Hope you enjoyed the same way i did, excuse any grammar mistakes please english is not my First languege. I'll probably post more in near Future so stay tuned bye

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