PSYCHO KILLER
Eddie Munson x OC
Chapter 22 - Fairies Wear Boots
Summary: Survival, but at what cost…The Banished and The Enlightened ponder over what the future holds for them.
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Notes: okay, i’ve decided that there’s way too many threads to wrap up in one chapter, so here’s one part and the finale is coming next time <3 this is sorta experimental, hope you’ll like it, because it just felt fitting for the situation. enjoy and thanks for being here <3
tw: blood, pain, injuries (you know the drill), mentions of bullying, mentions of death. kinda heavy what can i say ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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August 1980, Hawkins Middle School
Mr. Clarke cleared his throat when the theatre room calmed down after a thunderous applause for the school cheerleaders. He was sporting a wide smile, squinting from the stage to shield his eyes from the spotlight that was pointed his way.
“Thank you, girls! That was wonderful. And now, something a little different.”
The crowd of kids was already growing impatient and losing interest as he spoke. Some of them were yawning, some of them looked annoyed that they had to waste one of the last days of summer break to watch a stupid talent show. Some, though, were excited and waiting for the next act to show up, especially the friends of the contestants.
“Here’s our academic colleague Mairi Anderson from 7th grade, with a dramatic reading of Edgar Allan Poe’s beautiful poem, The Raven!” he stepped away from the microphone and clapped his hands to remind the crowd to show some respect and greet the girl with some cheers.
PSYCHO KILLER
Eddie Munson x OC
Chapter 21 - Dust in the Wind
Summary: The bent and broken meet the triumphant. The Flambé trio comes back to get their injured friends to safety. But…where is that?
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notes: fuck, this took a long time. second to last chapter, full of pain and…pain. hope you like this one, if you’re still around <3 we’re nearing the end and i’m so grateful for each person that reads this <3 enjoy!
tw: gore, blood, graphic injuries, a lot of trauma in making…you can probably imagine
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Maia tightly clutched Dustin’s shaking body to her chest as they watched the simmering crimson matter spill out of the open crack in front of them. His loud sobs were obscuring Eddie’s shocked gurgles, spitting out blood again as he put every ounce of strenght into holding his arm around Maia’s shoulders. Fat tears were streaming out of her eyes, creating long trails down her dirty cheeks, smeared with blood and soot. They fell into Dustin’s matted curls and she attempted to clear her throat.
“It’s okay, Dusty. You’re okay.” her voice cracked, barely audiable through her chattering teeth. She turned her head to Eddie. He met her eyes with a semi-present gaze, his wet chin trembling in a terrified cramp. She darted across his body, checking the wounds that now bled a bit less, the dried blood working as a weak plug. The pulsating pain in her shoulder and ribs stabbed her side like a scalloped knife, making every breath a punishment for going through with this stupid, stupid plan.
PSYCHO KILLER
Eddie Munson x OC
Chapter 20 - When It’s Cold I’d Like to Die
Summary: Eddie might be ready to let go. Let go of his everything that is his troubled existence. But his eldritch sorceress does not leave anyone behind.
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notes: double update! ummm…you can probably guess what’s going on from the title. i had this one written for some time now and it’s one of the parts that i’m most proud of. it’s very not nice, graphic and kinda gut wrenching, but i think y’all expected that. thanks for reading as always <3
tw: graphic violence, a big amount of blood, descriptions of injuries, gore, overall a lot of desperation and pain
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Eddie felt his consciousness slowly fading away. Like a distant memory slipping from your head, just out of reach when you try to grasp and cherish it…but then…
A guttural scream brought him back to reality as he felt a splash of warm blood hitting his face, a sensation followed by the sudden lightness on his neck, finally released from the choking grip of the demobat’s tail.
As he looked up, he met Maia’s deranged eyes, fuming with primal anger and bloodlust. The glance lasted only a few seconds before she swung her katana again, beheading both beasts that were feasting on his stomach with a single swing. Then she proceeded to slice the bat that chomped on his ankle in half as well, stomping on it with a grunt. Eddie watched her as she stood above him, her feet firmly set on the sides of his hips, her knuckles white around the blade handle.
PSYCHO KILLER
Eddie Munson x OC
Chapter 19 - Master Of Puppets
Summary: The battle is on. The Bait trio is ready to throw the most metal interdimensional performance of all time. Will they succeed or will guilt prevail over logic?
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notes: yeah, we’re getting to the tough part now. it’s just gonna get worse from here, i hope you’re ready, lol. enjoy this one and thanks for reading!
tw: blood, gore, pain, misery
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The RV drowned in heavy silence as it was nearing the Forest Hills. The fun game of dress-up and bonding gradually turned sour as the faithful nighttime approached. Suddenly the camo jackets and felt suffocating, heavy as if they were woven from pure lead. The bandanas and berets like robust golden crowns, burdening the heads of the group with an impossible quest.
When they dropped off the Sinclairs and Max in front of the Creel house, not much was said. Only tight hugs and silent words of encouragement were exchanged, as there wasn’t any language in existence that could describe the feelings that filled their chests. A simple good luck had to do.
PSYCHO KILLER
Eddie Munson x OC
Chapter 18 - Born In the U.S.A.
Summary: The Hawkins gang prepares for battle in style - grand theft auto and a little redneck shopping spree at War Zone. The following weapon workshop is a bittersweet dream come true for the Dungeon Master and his most treasured lamb.
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notes: man, writer’s block is paaaainful. alas, here we are! a big chapter for a big plot point. it’s getting real, what can i tell ya. if you’re still here, as always - thanks for hanging on and reading <3
tw: blood, the upside down is disgusting, sharp objects, emotions
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and mentions of a few records - i wholeheartedly recommend every single one of them.
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“You want me…to ride this?”
Maia’s eyebrows were raised as far as they could go as she scanned the small pink bycicle. She ruffled the shimmering iridescent pompom strings that were hanging off both tiny handlebars and narrowed her eyes at Nancy, who shrugged impatiently. They walked out of the infected garage, dragging behind them bikes that were near to falling apart.
PSYCHO KILLER
Eddie Munson x OC
Chapter 17 - Moonchild
Summary: While the kids are questioned by the police, the older gang is stuck in the Upside Down. The apocalyptic vibe of the terrifying enviroment forces Maia and Eddie to confront their feelings.
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Notes: woah, this took a while. something about this particular piece of the story was so hard to get through. but here we are! i have 5 more chapters planned, already have the last two written, now we just gotta get there. hopefully you’ll love it, i put my whole gory heart into it. <3 let’s fix this mess!
tw: blood, flirting at inappropriate times, classic upside down vibes and all that comes with it, you know the drill
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Maia gasped for air as they sprinted to hide behind the load of rocks further in the woods. The flock of demobats flew over their heads and they all sighed with relief, taking in their surroundings. She hesitantly traced her fingertips along the decaying stone behind her.
“Are we…where I think we are?” she breathlessly let out and looked at Nancy, who just silently nodded.
Skull Rock.
“Fucking hell…” Maia let out and forcefully rubbed her eyes.
Steve stumbled back and let out a pained grunt. Everyone snapped their heads at him and Nancy immediately scuttled over to him, scanning his wounds. Robin joined her and nervously chattered as Nancy tore off a piece of her blouse and cautiously wrapped it around his torso to stop the blood loss.
PSYCHO KILLER
Eddie Munson x OC
Chapter ?? - a short sneak-peak at what’s to come…
tw: gore, blood, nasty shit
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Eddie felt his life force slowly fading away. Like a distant memory slipping from your head, just out of reach when you try to grasp and cherish it…but then…
A guttural scream brought him back to reality as he felt a splash of warm blood hitting his face, a sensation followed by the sudden lightness on his neck, finally released from the choking grip of the demobat’s tail.
As he looked up, he met Maia’s deranged eyes, fuming with primal anger and bloodlust. The glance lasted only a few seconds before she swung her katana again, beheading both beasts that were feasting on his stomach with a single swing. Then she proceeded to slice the bat that chomped on his ankle in half as well, stomping on it with a grunt.
Eddie watched her as she stood above him, her feet firmly set on both sides of his hips, her knuckles white around the blade handle.
His foggy brain processed the image as some kind of angel of death, maybe a creature that came to save him just so she could be the one to carry him to the other side. Her blurry figure held a powerful stance as the bats ominously swirled around the two of them, clearly inteligent enough to realize that the blade is a real threat to the pack’s survival.
Just as he felt like slipping away again, her raspy scream snapped him back to conciousness again.
“COME GET HIM, YOU FUCKERS!”
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˚˙༓࿇༓˙˚˙ Abracadabra - part III ˚˙༓࿇༓˙˚˙
Eddie Munson one-shot
Summary: Before the jarring events of March 1986 hit The Hellfire Club, a more traditional evil disturbed their nerdy peace roughly a month prior - The Prom. Maia gets an unexpected invitation and gladly accepts, but Eddie is…well, Eddie about it.
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Notes: woo, the finale is here! this is full of much needed fluff, the angst comes naturally with pining after something you can’t have. you know how that goes. it’s, uh, let me check my calendar…8k words long…yeah, i hope you revel in it as much as i have while writing. i’m referencing my other, spicier one-shot strange brew in this, feel free to read it if you haven’t yet! enjoy and embrace the fluff, because the main psycho killer story is about to get bleak.
some tw: mentions of ED (just a small pinch, but just in case, be careful), high school, painful pining
songs: look i made a little playlist yay
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Maia stood in shock, her delicate fingers examining the unlikely elegance of the handmade wire corsage he just handed her.
She looked up at Eddie, eyes filled with nothing but pure admiration. His mind slightly relaxed, but his cheeks were still flushed and warm as he flinched at the thought of her laughing in his face. Her plush lips curled into a crooked smirk and he couldn’t help but mirror her expression, his sweet dimples decorating the softly freckled pink skin.
She let out a soft sigh, stood on her tippy toes and pressed a warm kiss on his burning cheek, the freezing tip of her nose bringing an electric relief against it.
She closed her eyes as she inhaled his airy cologne, his soft curls that eminated a fresh spearmint scent tickled her face. She suddenly felt light-headed, swaying a little bit as she pulled away and stared down at the concrete, all her senses overwhelmed and drunk on his presence.
˚˙༓࿇༓˙˚˙ Abracadabra - part II ˚˙༓࿇༓˙˚˙
Eddie Munson one-shot
Summary: Before the jarring events of March 1986 hit The Hellfire Club, a more traditional evil disturbed their nerdy peace roughly a month prior - The Prom. Maia gets an unexpected invitation and gladly accepts, but Eddie is…well, Eddie about it.
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Notes: yayy, part two! it’s chonky (4.2k), it’s nutritious, it has all the vitamins. i have some sketches of the prom looks up my sleeve, so i’d love to know if you wanna see them! enjoy!
beware: painful fluff, angst residual
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As Ms. O’Donell handed everyone their marked tests, Eddie didn’t pay much attention when she laid the paper in front of him, pointing at the red circled D+. She muttered something about being pleasantly surprised, a back-handed snarky compliment that just made him mindlessly nod and mumble a soft ‘thanks’.
He was staring at Maia’s back, which resided on the right side of the class a few seats in front of him. She didn’t look at him the whole morning, giving every drop of concentration into completely ignoring his existence.
He was never the type to back down from an argument, it was like he was unable to say the word sorry. He had other ways, flattery, good deeds, occasional touches and accidentally brushing against her - as if he tried to transfer his feelings through the warmth of his fingers. But never sorry. And she didn’t give him a chance to do it any other way this time.
˚˙༓࿇༓˙˚˙ Abracadabra - part I ˚˙༓࿇༓˙˚˙
Eddie Munson one-shot
Summary: Before the jarring events of March 1986 hit The Hellfire Club, a more traditional evil disturbed their nerdy peace roughly a month prior - The Prom. Maia gets an unexpected invitation and gladly accepts, but Eddie is…well, Eddie about it.
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Notes: weehoo, another one-shot in the Psycho Killer universe! i mean, i planned it as a one-shot but it turned out to be too complex, so i’ll be splitting it into three parts! i’ve had this one up my sleeve for some time now, but i was a bit cautious because i’m very much european and don’t have knowledge about how proms work in america, but i’ve recently read a prom fanfic from @ambrossart (go read it asap!!) and it boosted me into giving it a shot, so here it is!
beware: high school (yes, that’s a trigger warning), very angsty, eddie is an asshole - what’s new?
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WOODLAND FAIRYTALE - PROM OF 86’
Valentine’s Day at the gym hall
You can’t miss this charming sight,
dancing on a Friday night!
The threatening sparkling green-and-purple posters planted on the walls of Hawkins High hallways were greeting Maia at every step as she made her way to her locker. She spotted Mike and Dustin standing in front of one of the monstrosities, chatting. She smiled and threw her books in, closed the locker and approached them, putting her arms around their shoulders. They jumped in surprise.
“Christ, you can’t keep sneaking up on us like that, you’ll give me a heart attack one day.” Dustin put his hand on his chest dramatically, but both of the boys grinned widely, happy to see their friend.
“Sorry, I didn’t realize you were too preoccupied to see me coming. You plan on going?” she ruffled their hair, pointing at the colorful poster. Mike shrugged.
“I’m not sure, you know that my girlfriend is not here…” he mumbled, clearly deeply upset about the fact. Maia’s smile fell a bit as she nodded sympathetically, stroking his back. Dustin sighed.
“Same here. Unless Suzie’s teleporting here from Utah over the next two days, I don’t have a date.”
PSYCHO KILLER
Eddie Munson x OC
Chapter 16 - Separate Ways (Worlds Apart)
Summary: The gang follows Dustin’s compass and they stumble upon a familiar place. Bad decisions and dire circumstances force Maia and Eddie to dive into the Upside Down. Thankfully, life-or-death situations bring out the purest of emotions.
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Notes: kay, this is an action-packed chonky chapter! to the uʍop ǝpısdn we go, baybeyyyy
tw: blood - a lot of it, unhygienic but hot kissing, gore, supernatural injuries, brutal badassery
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“…and then she fell down on the ground and woke up. She…she woke up.” Dustin muttered as Maia wiped the tears that were streaming down her face.
The two of them walked side by side through the forest, a few meters ahead of the rest of the group. Dustin was vividly describing the group’s last few challenging days and Maia’s heart was just breaking for Max. The girl has been through so much, hell, all of the kids have. They had to find a way to save her even if it was the last thing they’ll do, that’s what she decided upon hearing what they’ve learned about Vecna during their time away.
“Fucking hell…I hope Kate Bush realizes the power she holds.” she sniffled a bit and wiped her nose with her denim sleeve before continuing.
PSYCHO KILLER
Eddie Munson x OC
Chapter 15 - Paranoid
Summary: It seems like the years of bottled up feelings might be an obstacle Maia can’t get over. An important conversation is interrupted by the rest of the gang at the worst possible moment.
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Notes: this took longer than I expected, but here it goes! love is hard yo, especially when there’s an apocalypse going on. usual warnings, blood is most likely going to be in every chapter from now on, you know how this goes.
ps.: also, i tapped into the world of one-shots and i loved it, so if anyone wants to see a scenario set in the Psycho Killer universe, just send me an ask and i’ll see what i can do! i might even try some reader-insert Eddie stuff, i’m not the most comfortable in that area but we’ll see, maybe the right request will help me step out of my comfort zone❤️
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“You seeing anything?” Maia whispered as she climbed on top of a big boulder, following Eddie who was already scouting from his heightened view.
“Nope, just the same fucking green everywhere.” he grumpily scoffed, sitting down on the stone. Maia joined him, her fear of heights sending an uncomfortable shiver through her limbs.
“They’re coming…they are…” she mumbled and sighed, patting his shoulder. He looked up at her and pinched her chin between his fingers, slowly turning her face around to check her wounds.
“It keeps bleeding…the water probably irritated it.” he murmured and softly wiped a wet mixture of blood and clear fluid that was weeping out of the crack across her nose.
“Shit…I should’ve dragged him into the boat and bash his face against the fucking engine…at least it would be useful for something…” he scoffed, wiping his bloody thumb on his jeans. She chewed on cheek, the pain in her face so constant she didn’t pay attention to it anymore.
˚˙༓࿇༓˙˚˙ Strange Brew ˚˙༓࿇༓˙˚˙
Eddie Munson one-shot
Summary: Remember Tina’s Halloween party? The one where Billy was crowned the new king of Hawkins High and Nancy got drunk on ‘pure fuel’? Eddie and Maia weren’t missing out on the fun.
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Notes: ok, here it goes. a little flashback to the times when the biggest problem on our protagonists’ minds was a disgusting drink on a high school party. 4k words of pure blueballing, i’m really pushing my filth-writing limits here. hope you enjoy! can be read as a reader-insert.
beware: descriptions of teenage drinking (both protagonists are 18+), raw jealousy, lewd behaviour, slutty dialogue
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Hawkins, October 1984
The entire house was practically shaking to the rhythm of Mötley Crüe as swarms of drunk teenagers clumsily danced through the night.
Come on, it’s one night, you’ll have fun.
That’s what Nancy told Maia that morning at school when she handed her the ugly orange flyer advertising a Halloween party at Tina’s house. And here she was, definitely not having fun. She couldn’t even think of a reason she decided to go in the end. Maybe because Eddie shockingly liked the idea of going to a high school party.
Free food, free booze, I’ll survive one night if it means I can get shitfaced for someone else’s money.