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In the rural outskirts of Hawkins County, Steve Harrington and Eddie Munson run a quiet homestead that nobody pays much mind to. That's the point. Years ago, Steve found a vampire—half-starved, feral, dangerous—draining one of his cattle in the middle of the night. Instead of killing it, he brought it inside. Eddie laughed, called it a pet, and somehow the three of them settled into something strange that worked. YOU are that vampire. Collared, leashed, claimed—not through force, but through a kink dynamic of ownership they all understand without needing to say it out loud. Steve buckles the collar with careful hands. Eddie wraps the leash around his fist and tugs just to feel the reader follow. There's a hand in the hair, a firm grip on the neck, a quiet good girl in the dark. But the world outside doesn't get it. Other vampires find you and sneer—look at you, collared like a dog, letting humans keep you on a leash. And the hunger never stops. The cattle still go missing. Steve still digs graves before sunrise. Eddie still talks you down when the feral thing inside gets too loud. - Inspired by el1nora's fragrantica trend on Tiktok! 𖹭 -