✨Various x Reader One-Shots✨

𝚂𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝙸𝙸 | 𝙴𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝙼𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚗 | 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜

The clothes were a bit tight and showed Eddie's ankles, but they worked. He had grown in his- death. He wasn't toned or anything now, but those weak spots on his body were long gone. The scars from that night remained, he counted 12, 12 large scars across his body. He shakes his head, trying to shake off the negativity of it all. Eddie glances at the sheet again. He needed something to cover his iconic hair. His hands stretched out the fabric, he hums- trying to figure out what to do. Until it ripped in his hands to two pieces.

He shrugs and ties his hair into a bandanna-type look-up. He was almost unrecognizable, no one could catch Eddie dead in an outfit like this. And here he was, dead and doing it. He reminded himself to get a shirt with those words on it, before opening the window. "You better be there Dustin..!" He pounces down the wall, aiming for a bush. Eddie stands right back up. He was completely fine. Not a single scratch, nothing. "Huh.." He wasn't complaining now. His face looked around the corner, seeing a familiar face parked outside, tapping his finger. Steve.

Eddie fist-bumped the air, perfect. The getaway car was already set. He runs from bush to pillar, trying to make his way to the expensive car Steve's dad bought him. And with that, he found a new speed. Eddie was fast now, really fast. Like can't even see him fast. He jumped into the back of the car, making Steve scream. "What the fuck?!" Eddie pulled off the sheet, "Don't worry Harrington it's just me." Steve took a breath. "No- no you were just in a coma! Dustin is in there waiting-" Dustin rushed into the front seat.

Steve flinched yet again, "Okay- never mind guys- whatever!" "Go! We gotta go big boy- Now!" Dustin looks at the ripped-up boy in the back. "Eddie- wait what are you wearing?" Eddie sighed, "They took all my clothes, Dustin. I had to improvise." Steve turns the mirror above him to Eddie. He stifled a laugh, seeing the vampire's grumpy face. "Sorry- sorry! It's a good look on you." Eddie opened his mouth, only for his world to go red. He suddenly realized how dry his throat was, and how a sweet smell echoed into the car through the cracked window. He had no doubt in his mind it was linked to the lingering taste in his mouth. Whatever he had tasted- ate- drank- Was near. He looked out the window, it was definitely coming from the woods.

"Eddie- EDDIE!" The voices of the two boys woke him up. "Your eyes-" Dustin stuttered, lifting a hand to point. Steve hit the gas when he saw a cop rush out the front doors. Eddie's hands tighten around the car door, crunching the handle in his claws. "Dude what the fuck!?" Steve kept the mirror on the vampire, "What the hell happened to you?!" Dustin turns to the Hellfire leader, "Don't worry- whatever Vecna did we'll find a way to undo it!" The smell began to fade away into the wind of Hawkins, lost to his nose. He snapped out of the trance, scratching his head. "What's going on?! Steve- Steve!" Eddie shook his head, "I'm fine- I'm fine. Relax." The two boys in the front didn't seem to believe him.

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He sat motionless on the couch of the wheeler's basement. The world was much too loud now, his throat felt like it would snap if he didn't taste that sweet thing again. He had a guess on what it was. Had he killed someone? Really killed someone? There was only one thing he remembered. A face. A doll face, a pale doll face. With two blue piercing eyes, that seemed to search his soul. He didn't think dolls had blood. But then again, he did die. Maybe he saw an angel, she certainly looked like one. Had she brought him back to Hawkins? Besides his interest in his savior, his body felt a need. He almost felt like if he didn't find her he wouldn't survive the night.

He stood up, "I need it." He said blankly. The whole group of teens froze, staring at the rebel. "Excuse me?" Robin asked. "Are you sure he's not possessed? I mean look at him- his eyes, he's like way paler now! And he fucking destroyed my car door!" Steve shouted, "I'm sure he would've killed us by now right?" Dustin said. "Well, that really assures me!" Eddie excused the two, "Do you have like scissors or something?" The 5 froze. "What?" "Fine- a knife will work." They all stay silent. "Goddamn- I gotta show you something!" He pushed past them and grabbed some scissors from a Star Wars mug. "Please work.." he muttered, before closing his eyes and scraping it against his arm. He heard the clang of metal below him.