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Dungeon Master Eddie Munson STRANGER THINGS (SEASON 4) Chapter One: The Hellfire Club

But you said it was free !

Ethan Landry X GN!Reader

Masterlist if you want to read my other things.

Short thing. I'm not at home right now. Might developp this later. (7/07/2023) (678 words)

"Is this seat taken ? Ask Ethan, your classmate whom you never really talked to.

He wasn't pointing any seat in particular but there was plenty of free space. Which made you question why he was asking permission in the first place if no one was here.

-No don't worry." You answer by pure politeness.

Ethan smiles before walking towards you and finally seat.

"Ethan...

Now what the hell was that ?

-Yes ?

-That is my tighs you are seated on.

-But you said it was free."

Why is this grown man seated on your thighs ? With his whole adult man weight. He's crushing you !

But he doesn't see the problem, or simply ignore it as he smiles sheepishly at you. Your hands were at each sides of his body, not touching him. The book you were previously reading still in your hand.

What are you even supposed to do in a situation like this ?

"Ethan can you get off me ?"

He shakes his head and wraps his arms around your head. Placing the latter on your shoulder. What the hell ? You don't even know that guy !

A few people were entering the library every minutes and in passing, they'd look at the both of you. Some with a disgusted look, other with a fond one. Now everyone will think you have a thing for him ! And you do not !

The picture of your crush suddenly flash in your head. They'll think you're with Ethan ! You're not a cheater ! You'd never date two person at the same time !

Your crush, whom you were talking with for months now, was soon to be your partner at this point.

"Ethan seriously get off me, you're really weird."

He doesn't budge. If he doesnt let you go now, you're doomed. You like your crush ! You don't want him to ruin everything!

"Ethan !

-But why ?" He asks while rubbing his face on your neck.

You look at him in disbelief. Not quite believing he doesn't see any problem in hugging someone you barely know out of nowhere.

You push him with every strength you have in you. He ends up falling on the seat next to you, wrapping his legs around your waist, he forces you to fall with him. You place your hands on each sides of his head to avoid falling. Ethan is beet red.

You scoff, trying to get up back but Ethan put his hand behind your head and pull you to him. Without warning, he kisses you. He kissed you so hard your teeth clenched against each others and you're sure you're bleeding from the lip.

You back your head instantly, wiping your lips with your hand while giving a death look at Ethan.

"What the fuck is wrong with you ?" Your words had venom in them. You were fuming. Who this guy thought he was ?

But when you look at him, he just smiles mysteriously. As if he knows something you don't. No remorse or anything.

And it's looking at the window giving on the hallway that you understand why he's happy.

Your crush is walking at a brisk pace in the opposite direction. Your body freeze. They saw you. How do you explain everything? That a man came to kiss you just like that ? Nobody will believe you ! And he knows that.

Its as if Ethan knew your crush would come here.

You get off him, not without forcing it. (Him clenching his legs around you to keep you here was hard to beat.)

You hate him. Without sparing him a glance, you quickly pack your things and throw everything in your bag. Rushing to the direction your crush went.

Your crush hate you and now everyone will think of you as a cheater. You're sure he did it on purpose. But why ? You don't know him ! You just share a few classes with him. Why would he do that ? You sigh, massaging your face with your hands.

He ruined everything.

paul dano isn’t just some white boy of the month to me he’s my friend

Where to Buy Anime Merch

A random post on my part, but I am an avid collector of anime merch and I’m always itching to get new releases. So I’ve had my fair share of taking chances with different sites!

I’m sure a lot of you are also collectors or are looking to get into collecting — so I wanted to make a post with some trusted websites!

Starting off with some basics

• I typically prefer ordering directly from Japan

Not only do they release their merch sometimes MONTHS ahead of everyone else

They are also a lot cheaper

For example: a figure that is retailing $25-$30 in the US, is sometimes only about $10 retail in Japan

Like I used to pay $60-70 for nendoroids, in Japan they are only $35-40 😮‍💨

The only con to buying directly from Japan is the occasional high shipping prices

I’ve literally spent $150 before just to ship my package — but that was a one time mistake, never again 💀

For me, I live on the east coast of the US, so a good price range for shipping in my mind is anywhere between $15 and $40 USD

Japanese Websites I Trust

AmiAmi

My go to for everything — especially preorders

AmiAmi ships directly from Japan

They do not charge you for preorders until they are ready to ship out to you

They have many payment options — for me I use PayPal because they can make me a Pi4 plan

Their shipping costs are amazing, I’ve shipped 7 figures at once and it only costed me about $25 in shipping fees

Selection wise — they have just about everything you could want

However, there are some products I like to collect that AmiAmi doesn’t offer on their website. So it isn’t a one stop shop for me. Though they typically ALWAYS have what I’m looking for.

Ninoma

I took my chance with this site last week and I just received my package today!

Ninoma has everything I can’t find on AmiAmi

And nearly all of it is only 2,000 yen (so like $15 USD)

They also have reasonable shipping prices!

They have payment options — and once again is supported by PayPal and Pi4

Selection wise — they don’t have nearly as much as AmiAmi. But, as I said, they manage to fill in the gaps that AmiAmi leaves. At least for what I’m looking for!

Meccha Japan

This site seems trustworthy — my package is currently on the way to me so we may or may not be updating this in a few days LOL

I found this website and was amazed by the prices

Tbh it almost seemed to good to be true

But they offered PayPal & payment services so I figured it wouldn’t hurt to try

This website has really good deals imo, and shipping is also reasonable

The only downside is the fact that they seem to have a rarity scale for some items that will raise their prices

For example: I ordered my Mitsuri perching figure from Ninoma for 2,000 yen ($15) — meanwhile Meccha also had her but she was listed as “rare” so she was like $35 on their site?

Selection wise: it’s a bit meh compared to the other two I’ve listed. But you can certainly find a lot of items you want for a good price. Even tho I would say the selection can be a bit “meh” I still found some items neither AmiAmi or Ninoma had

Favor GK

This is not your typical merch website LMAO — Favor GK is a scale figure & resin work site.

All figures advertised are LARGE & EXPENSIVE 

I figured I would add it tho — since a lot of people struggle to find good websites to purchase scale figures!

I made my very first purchase for a Tengen Scale figure and I’m so fucking excited but absolutely terrified to see how much the shipping is going to be — he’s nearly 3 feet tall 😮‍💨😳

Websites outside of Japan

Most of these should ship world wide — all are based in the US

Box Lunch & Hot Topic

They surprisingly can have really good selections for anime figures & merch !! Sometimes I’ll even find figures on there released way earlier than other US websites

Sometimes their selection is great — other times it’s meh

They always have sales going on

And don’t forget about hot topic cash / box lunch money

Shipping is obviously pretty cheap ($6-8) or you get free shipping if you spend a certain amount

GameStop

I was super surprised by this discovery two years ago lol

GameStop has a TON

The only downside in my eyes is that the release dates are usually a few months AFTER Japan

If you don’t mind waiting, GameStop is great for preorders since you don’t get charged till it ships

I’ll usually use them for funkos :D

Big Bad Toy Store

This one was the go to before I learned of AmiAmi

Huge selection!!

Flat rate $4 shipping!!

Won’t charge for preorders until they ship

The only downside again is the later release dates

Also they do not offer Pi4 — you will be charged for the full amount

They say they send an email warning you of the upcoming charge before shipping — they don’t 😐

CrunchyRoll Store

This one is still a go to sometimes lol

Large selection

Exclusives!

$8 shipping fee

Things can go pretty quickly on there

Also has the option to receive emails when items come in stock!

Some honorable mentions are

Amazon

Tokyo Otaku Mode

Kozuguru

FYE

Feel free to leave any questions! Though I’m sure these posts have been made a hundred times

Pretty when you cry

Ethan Landry x GN!Reader

Masterlist if you want to read my other things.

content warning: manipulative ethan; stalking; obsessive; maybe sub!Ethan; mention of murder; he's still ghostface; guilt trapping; worshiping; knife

English is not my first language sorry guys, if i did any grammatical mistakes lmk !

2924 words (7/05/2023)

"Hi" he said simply. As if we were speaking to each other for the first time, but in the same tone with which one greets an old friend. It was ironic how I wished for weeks for him to come and talk to me and when he finally did, all I thought about was running away. He hadn't changed. And so much the better. He was still so handsome. Today, he wore a white shirt and a kind of jeans in a shade between dark gray and black. After taking a brief tour of his outfit, I look up at his face: the most beautiful part of his person. His frizzy curls looked fresh, as if he had just washed them. This thought was confirmed by the smell of shampoo that came to me on a light breeze. His cheeks were tinged with a pale pink that highlighted the small and discreet freckles that sported his cheeks. His gaze escaped mine, watching the floor with a strange and sudden interest as he pressed his lips together in a thin line. He was embarrassed, no, dead of shame. After all, I still hadn't answered him. I've only watched him so far. And I surely would have continued if I hadn't noticed his shaking hands.

What am I supposed to say to him? I greet him too, I compliment him? I ask him directly why he came to talk to me? After all, the only times we had spoken was to get him to tutor me. Are we even friends? After he stood me up without any explanation, approximately two weeks ago now, we haven't spoken to each other since.

“Hi” I simply replied. Ethan scratches his cheek as he smiles nervously at me, his gaze flicking briefly above me to look behind me. The redness on his cheeks getting worse.

“You uh… Your classes, how are you doing ? I… Like, you're good ?”

To be honest, it wasn't. Which is the main reason as to why I was asking him for lessons, by the way. So he knows all about those four out of twenty that I love so much. (Wrong, I hate them, I just don't have the IQ to have more) How handsome he was. Earlier this year, I had this fantasy where Ethan, who I hadn't spoken to at the time, came up to me and asked me out. Later, having learned about his shyness, I dreamed of seeing him overcome his bashfulness to come and declare his love for me while stuttering.

"I manage. And you ? Are you able to follow the program?

Of course he did. We are talking about Ethan Landry, the best student in the whole establishment. He succeeds in everything. Except talking to people, it seems. For the umpteenth time now, he glances over my shoulder. His eyes alternated with bewildering speed between my face and what was behind my back. Finally, I turn to see the only person in the hallway besides us, Chad, watching us with a big smile on his face and thumbs up. He lowers his arms the second my eyes notice him and he puts his hands in his pockets, pretending to turn around.

"Isn't that Chad?" I knew it was him, Ethan's best friend. But I just wanted confirmation.

-N-no aha, it’s… I don’t know who… It’s not Chad.” His laugh was forced and it showed. He was staring at the ceiling, shrugging and laughing nervously. Too smiley to be true. If he weren't already incredibly uncomfortable and flushed, his friend's intervention would have caused him to be.

"Why did you come talk to me Ethan?"

Our last discussion was two weeks ago. We had seen each other on Tuesday for my private lessons and it had gone incredibly well. He had scheduled a session for Thursday, of which I was counting every second until D-Day. I was smiling just reading our messages over and over again. Then Thursday arrived after an endless wait. I headed for the library, as usual. My smile glued to my lips, impossible to remove. I was on cloud nine. But Ethan was late, yet he had never been with me. I waited and waited and waited but after an hour and a half I left. He hadn't sent a message, nothing. Since then, not a word has been exchanged. In the hallways, not even a single look had been shared. We walked ignoring each other, like strangers.

"I'm sorry.

-For what ?"

I had some idea why he was sorry but I didn't want to get my hopes up. His eyes water, he opens his mouth but no sound comes out. Ethan extends his hand towards me which I grab by reflex. To be honest, he was starting to worry me. Was he really going to cry? Was it because of me?

“Ethan, are you okay? I forgive you if this is what bothers you so much but please don't put yourself in such a state. Do you want me to walk you home? I'll tell the teacher that you are not feeling well.” As I said that, I adopted the softest voice I could muster.

The curly man holds my hand, he intertwines our fingers together. His tears finally running down his cheeks. A few tears escape him.

“No… he almost sighs.

-'no' what ? I ask, worried.

-I'm not feeling well…"

My concern increases considerably. Forget him which stood me up. His state is much more worrying. Without really thinking about it, my hand rests on his shoulder. I start guiding him to the exit but he seems to realize it. He plants his feet on the ground, shakes his head, then grabs my hand resting on his shoulder.

Ethan was keeping me here.

He raises his angel eyes to me. He was so handsome. His pupils were glowing. The boy opens his mouth but nothing comes out. Frustrated, his tears seem to intensify. He lowers his head, his beautiful curls falling in front of his eyes that I love so much.

"Ethan, you can tell me anything."

I was hoping he would open up to me a bit more. We were close, certainly not like best friends, but I considered myself loyal enough not to snitch his problems to everybody. Plus, I wasn't lying. He could tell me anything, I will help him as best I can. Ethan runs his thumbs over the backs of my hands, a slight smile on his lips. For a second, he seemed at peace.

“My love… he whispers and I almost thought I was dreaming.

But this peace does not last

-What ?

"I..." His lips quivered.

Did he really call me 'my love'? My heart was beating wildly. He sniffles and tries to swallow back his tears, to no avail. Finally, Ethan snaps.

“I…I can't sleep anymore, I can't do it anymore! he exclaims between two cries. Every time I close my eyes, I see your face. I miss you, I want to continue to give you private lessons, even my homework if necessary. I'lldo them for you. Everything, I'll do everything for you…” he had spoken so quickly that he was out of breath. His tears had not stopped, quite the contrary. He had let go.

His sudden outbusrt make me retreat for a split second. The curly man's hands squeeze mine tightly, as if to keep me from moving further away. I don't understand, my absence has affected him so much? Why didn't he come talk to me sooner, then? And since when does he feel that way about me? His words were excessive and I thought he was going a little too fast. He was so desperate that he saw my face all the time? That he was willing to do 'everything' for me? I thought that my crush was not reciprocated, worse, than he considered me as a simple classmate. If I expected that! But where does this outburst come from?

“Breathe Ethan, breathe.”

Like a child, Ethan nods. He tried to calm his breathing while I tried to slow my heartbeat. I knew Ethan hadn't had a lot of conquests in his life, but I never would have imagined him to be so dependent.

"I'm sorry, really sorry...

-Why are you apologizing?

-I left you alone, I swear I haven't forgotten you. I've been thinking about you all the while i was doing it...

So he was really apologizing for that. But why is he making a fuss about it? I had already imagined this scenario and honestly, I expected an apology, a justification and that was it. Why was he so affected? That guilty? His words got mixed up and in the end, I lost track.

- It's okay Ethan, it's not that important. Is that what stresses you out so much?

- What can I do to make you forgive me?

-Ethan, I already told you, I forgive you, it doesn't matter.

-No, he shakes his head, tell me.

Feeling that if I didn't take matters into my own hands the situation was never going to end, I decided to ask for a simple favor.

-Where were you that day? I ask, alluding to the day he stood me up.

-That's stupid." Despite his words, I give a nod encouraging him to continue. Promise me not to be afraid.

-Why would I be afraid of you Ethan? I ask, laughing softly. He's an angel, how can you be afraid of him?

-Promise me."

His fingers gripped my wrist tightly. It almost hurt me. For a moment, the thought that indeed Ethan could scare me crossed my mind. However, I thought of it too late.

-I was supposed to be only ten minutes late, and I apologize for that, but you had to be outside your room for me to get in it.

-What ? I ask laughing, not understanding where he was coming from.

-When I got in your room, there was a perfume that was not yours. But I had already felt it somewhere, on someone. And… I-I'm sorry that pissed me off and… I-I thought you were cheating on me and I was scared and… I cried but I kept smelling the perfume of that-

-Ethan, stop here, I don't understand anything. What are you talking about? I was no longer laughing, the strange details he gave me seemed too precise.

His tears flow, without warning, he takes me in his arms and presses me to his chest. He hugged me tightly, I almost couldn't breathe. His face plunges into my neck, which he was soaking with his tears. He kept saying he was sorry over and over while I tried to understand. Was he telling the truth?

-I felt so guilty for hurting them that I didn't dare come and talk to you. I was terrified that you would run away from me when you eventually find out. It was horrible. Never again. Never part from me again, I beg you. I'll die of it.

I felt his every word knock against the skin of my neck. He was whispering, as if telling me a secret. And maybe it was. I was praying that another student would come down the hall and see us but the odds were low, very low. Ethan had cornered me at the end of my class, everyone had left. The sun was already falling asleep outside the window. Panic quickly set in within me.

-Ethan you're crushing me! I wasn't even sure he heard me since buried in his chest, my voice was muffled.

-I thought you were cheating on me b-but… I’m sorry for thinking that, sorry sorry sorry sorry...

What did he do ? Who was he talking about when he said “having hurt them”? Where is the shy Ethan who softened my heart? Unconsciously, I start to shake. My arms try to tear themselves away from the grip he had on them but he was crushing me too hard; I couldn't move. His arms clung to mine along my body.

-I should never be mad at you again, ever again. Do you forgive me ?

That's when it comes back to me; the framework. Coming home the evening of the day Ethan and I ended our relationship, my frame was splintered to the ground. The shards of glass had been flying all over my room. The photo remained intact; a picture of me and my roommate, but the frame was dead. I hadn't given more importance than that to the situation itself, my window was open and then said roommate was at home during the day. I just thought that a draft had knocked it down or that my friend was clumsy: it happens after all.

No, it was him.

-Ethan, I speak in a shaky voice, please let me go.

-No ! he yells. You promised me ! You promised me you wouldn't be afraid of me!

-E-Ethan please….

- I'm sorry, i'm sorry !

Ethan, six feet tall, collapses to his knees in front of me. He buries his face in my stomach, his arms wrapping around my waist. He speaks in my skin, muttering countless excuses and promises. Immediately seizing the opportunity, I grab him by the shoulders and push him with all my might to the ground. Surprised, he let me go. His back hits the floor, he lets out a plaintive moan mixed with his cries. Without thinking, I turn my back to flee. But Ethan is strangely fast. He gives me a powerful kick in the shin which in turn makes me fall on my stomach.

Ethan is crying. His cheeks are drowned in tears and red. I don't find him as handsome as before when he slightly pulls up his t-shirt to pull a knife out of his pants.

"Why are you doing this to me ?" he growled, his face lowered to the ground. So far, he's let it go. But there, his energy had changed. He was a murderer.

I crawl on the ground, moving away from him, my eyes filled with terror. I'm gonna die. I'm going to die here, alone, killed by the boy I loved. Ethan towered over me, taking small steps towards me.

“I'm begging you…” I cried.

I was desperate, there were no more solutions. I thought, as I disappeared, maybe Chad would figure out who my killer was, since he was the last one to see me other than Ethan.

"You told me you wouldn't be scared..." he pouted as he crouched down on top of me. Afterwards, his actions keep surprising me as he sits on my pelvis. He had fun bringing his knife to my neck and caressing me with it. The coldness of the metal makes my hair stand on and shivers appear all over my body.

"Ethan, please take that away from me... yelling at him wouldn't get me anywhere, so I was begging.

- No, don't be afraid. You know very well that I would never hurt you.”

His promises, I wanted no more. I wanted him to leave me alone, forever. My hands were free, yet I no longer controlled them. They were completely flat on the ground. I couldn't lift a single finger.

“Do you want me to prove my devotion to you? the curly boy points the knife at him.

The sharp tip of the weapon is now to his throat. Ethan looks at me and smiles. His free hand lay comfortably flat on my chest, holding me firmly to the floor. The vision unfolding in front of me was horrific. I was praying that he wouldn't be able to take his own life in front of me, on top of me! I didn't want to see it though, my eyes refused to look away. I was terrified that he would plunge his knife in me without warning.

- You love me too, right? he asks, stroking my cheek with his thumb. Tell me that you love me. You love me so much, my love. You love me so much you're ready to die for it.

-Ethan listen…

-Answer." he orders.

The roles had switched. He had given me a position of superiority, adoring me, throwing himself at my feet for even a pardon, but he was sick of it. And now not even my pleas will reach him.

“Imagine how romantic that would be, huh? May the students meet us tomorrow morning, both dead and entwined. It would be wonderful.” His smile was that of a sick man. What more do you need, my death? You want me to stick this pretty little knife in my heart for you? That I tear it down and give it to you as an offering? Come on, tell me you love me. I know you do.”

Finally, I manage to close my eyes. His description had managed to repel me enough to allow my brain to kick in the survival instinct. Ethan laughs mischievously. I feel him move, all his weight crushing my body. His lips settle on my neck for a second.

“You want me to kill myself, huh? I'll kill myself because of you. All because you don't love me. How can you be so selfish? he kisses my cheek. Tell me you love me, my love. I need it. His thumb passes over my eyelid gently, making me open my eyes.

I knew I was stuck. He was one step ahead of me, physically and mentally speaking. He had me stuck. My eyes were red and swollen.

-I… I love you… I whisper, choked cries leaving my mouth at the same time.

-Where is my first name, pretty ?

And to think that I was dreaming of saying those words to him a few minutes earlier.

-I… I love you Ethan… The curly man's face lights up, a gaping smile erasing his crazed expression.

- There, it wasn't so complicated now, was it?"

That was my first story in english. please do not hesitate to gives me advices whatsoever, like if you think that the plot was too quick, ethan too out of character, not enough details, everything ! I hope you liked reading it anyways.

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Could you do one where the reader doesn't smoke or like the smell of cigs and eddie tries not to smoke around her? Bc I think he would be that kind of boyfriend ): even if the reader doesn't really care he tries his best

for you ♡ gn!reader | 0.6k words

Eddie's sitting with his legs kicked out on the back door. You lean against the wall behind him and cross your arms over your chest. 

"Whatcha doing?" you ask quietly, a little worried that he'd left for the bathroom and hadn't made it back yet. 

He flinches in surprise and almost burns himself with the cigarette held between his fingers as he drops his head back to look at you upside down. "Fancy seeing you here." 

You grin and gesture for him to move over so you can sit beside him. He looks reluctant to let you, shuffling slowly to the side. You stretch your legs out over the steps, the cold threshold biting through your pajama pants to hurt your thighs. 

"It's freezing out here, Eds." 

He flicks ash into an ashtray to his left, body faced away from you. "I don't feel it like you do." 

You snort. "Why, you got some super power I don't know about that keeps you warm?" 

"Something like that." 

You smile at him and drop your face against your shoulder to look up at the black sky searchingly. There, nestled, a blinking pulse behind ribs, a single white star. You lean toward Eddie to point it out with your hand already aloft and he moves away from you. 

You stare at him. His face is unyielding.

"Eddie, have I done something?" Your hurt feelings echo.

His laugh is uneasy. "Why would you think that?" he asks, an attempt at casualness that doesn't work. 

"I don't know," you say, sounding likely more mad than you ever have with him, the sting of his rejection blistering, "because my boyfriend keeps disappearing and now he won't let me touch him?" 

Eddie stubs his cigarette out blindly, reaching for your forearm. He curls his fingers around your pulse point with an apologetic smile. "You can touch me whenever you want." 

You huff and look down at your feet. "Whatever," you mumble. There's obviously something he's not saying and that's fine, if he doesn't want to tell you he doesn't have to, but you don't have to pretend everything's okay either. 

"Sweetheart." 

You force your knees together, cold and annoyed. 

"Sweetheart." 

"Eddie, if I did something wrong-" 

"You didn't, I swear, I- I just don't want to smoke around you, okay? That's why I'm out here. It's not to get away from you. I'm just… putting space between you and the cigs," he tries, voice lilting up hopefully. 

His thumb smooths over your wrist. 

You peek up at him and feel a little better when he looks genuinely sorry. "What?" 

"Passive smoking is really bad for you." 

You look between both of his eyes. "So you're not mad at me?" 

"For what?" he tugs your arm until your shoulders shake. "Oh. Actually, I'm furious. Have you realised you're getting prettier lately? It's weird, 'cos personally I didn't think you could get any prettier, but-" 

"Oh god," you say, dropping your head into his shoulder. 

"That's what I thought, too." 

You hide your smile in his t-shirt sleeve. "I don't care if you smoke around me. I can't say I like the smell, but…" 

He works his fingers between yours and leans towards you like you're telling secrets. "Well, you know, I kind of care. A lot. About you." 

"I know." 

"I should fucking hope so." 

You rub your face into his arm and he drops his head on top of yours, the two of you looking up at the same time.

"See that one?" he murmurs. 

"To the left?" 

"Yeah." 

"Yeah, I see it." 

He dots a kiss against your forehead, smelling a little of smoke and a lot like everything else, his sandalwood and deodorant, his last cup of coffee. The star blink-blink-blinks.