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wireddless · 2 years

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TEASER FOR STALKER EDDIE SERIES!

Pairing: Staker!Eddie Munson/Reader

Word count: 820

Warnings: active stalking, theft, eddie being an overall creep

Authors Note: I wrote this so i could force myself to do a series bc i just love the idea so so much.

“You’re listening to one-eleven eighty, the Mix!” Her alarm radio softly crackled, making it easier for Eddie to push her window up. “This one’s a request from Shannon in Hawkins! It’s a personal favorite of mine too! Here’s My Girl, by the Temptations!” Eddie's boots smacked the floor a little harder than he’d like to admit, making (Y/n) stir, pulling the blanket closer to her face.

A smile tugged on his lips, realizing that he was successful. Eddie eyed her room, not surprised by the posters and decorations, and the heavenly smell of cream and honeycomb flooded his nostrils. Intoxicating. He wasn’t supposed to be in here, but it made it all the more fun.

Her floorboards creaked under his feet as he explored the new territory. Sheer curtains billowed quietly in the nighttime breeze, blissfully dancing to the radio, making her room all the more divine. Her tall dresser held a couple John Hughes VHS tapes, a small plant of some sort, and a wooden, woven basket full of femenine items. Nail polish in varying shades, two perfumes with unreadable french names, a few small rough crystals, a teasing comb with small rats of hair, a half filled tub of Noxzema, rollerball lipgloss, and a few separate Cosmo magazines.

Eddie’s fingers wrapped around the delicate glass bottle, before spritzing a little and taking a whiff. It was French, alright. Usually he didn’t like all that shit, but it was hers. He went to set it back in its place, but before it set on the dresser, he hesitated, deciding to shove it into his pocket. She wouldn’t miss it. His gaze drifted across the room, to the small cardboard box filled with cassettes.

“No fucking way.” He whispered, crouching down to it. He rummaged through, as if he bought all of them. The plastic cases click together slightly. Lita Ford, The Cure, Blondie, ABBA, Madonna… Pat Benatar! Eddie had a couple cassettes of Pat Benatar, her rock was a bit pop-y but she had one hell of a rasp. He didn’t take (Y/n) as the type of girl to listen to rock, given her cassettes, no mixtapes, of old Italian pop..? Big loopy handwriting scribbled across a notecard, with a sweet inscription at the bottom; “I know its been shaky lately, but i love you! -love, mom.” How sweet!

As Eddie was about to shove that in his pocket as well, he thought against it. She’d most certainly notice. Gently he hid it back under the other cassette tapes, noting the names of artists he’d buy later. A quick peep into her closet revealed heaps of frilly femenine clothes that he never saw her wear, as well as some more recognizable garments. A barbie doll and a cabbage patch kid rested next to each other on the top shelf, probably sentimental.

A small groan pulled Eddie’s gaze from the closet, onto the sleeping figure under floral sheets. Her covered duvet had fallen just below her chest, revealing her satin slip. Her divine form was bathed in moonlight, her hair sprawled out on her pillow, nearly dry from her shower just hours earlier. Her lips that released such a holy sound were parted, her eyes briefly scrunched together, before relaxing again. Eddie was taken aback by her bared shoulders, feeling himself harden under his now tightening pants.

She was ethereal. (Y/n) looked like one of those old Giovanni Strazza statues of women, where her head tilted at just the right angle, innocence tracing her lovely features. Eddie’s hand gently cupped her cheek, pleased by the way it filled his hand perfectly. The rise and fall of her chest made Eddie fall all the more in love with her.

He couldn’t stop himself when the pocket knife appeared in his hand, and he couldn't stop himself from taking a small lock of her hair. Eddie flicked his bandana out from his pocket, using it to wrap the lock of hair away, promptly shoving it in his other pocket. A shaky exhale left his lips, and he leaned down, getting a closer look at her, before gently kissing her. It was time for him to leave, he told himself.

Eddie’s boots slowly smacked the floor beneath him, as he caught one final glimpse of her sleeping form, another moan escaping her lips as she turned. He flung his legs over the edge, and scooted his ass over her windowsill. Turning again to shut it, he saw her eyes flutter, before opening groggily, staring right at him. Shit! Shit shit shit!

As she processed the image in front of her, he disappeared into the brush behind her home after successfully shutting her window. (Y/n)’s hands rubbed her eyes, trying to find out if she really just saw someone there, but when they cleared up, the man was gone.

#stranger things #stranger things x reader #eddie stranger things #eddie st4 #stalker!eddie munson #eddie munson x reader smut #eddie munson x reader #stalker!eddie munson x reader #creep!eddie munson #eddie munson smut #stranger things smut

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plistommy · 2 months

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Eddie likes to draw a lot.

He doodles on everything, his school books, magazines, his guitars or even his own hands.

He drew his tattoos for himself before getting them.

Steve thinks he’s really talented, and loves to stare at Eddie drawing for hours, but Eddie is still a bit shy about it, so Steve doesn’t sometimes get to see what he has drawn.

But one day when he was going to Eddie’s room to get his boyfriend's hoodie for himself - thanks to winter and its cold weather - he accidentally knocked Eddie’s sketchbook to the floor.

Couple of pages dropped out of it and as they were all spread out, Steve realized they were all drawings.

Drawings of him.

He crunched down to pick them up, but couldn’t keep his curiosity at bay and before he knew it, he was going through all of them.

Eddie made him look so… pretty.

He drew his face, his smile, his eyes so beautifully that Steve couldn’t even believe that the drawing’s were of him. Eddie even remembered all of his moles.

A dopey smile creeped up to his face as he went through them all, piling them back into a neat pile to put back inside the sketchbook. But when he picked up the last one, his eyes grew wide and he felt himself going red from head to toe.

There were several sketches of him, of his nude body with ringed hands, Eddie’s hands, touching him. One was of him laid on his stomach with a soft look on his face, but then the second one was more… intimate.

It was of him, legs spread wide and dick resting thick and hard on his stomach while a finger was pushing inside him. His face was scrunched up, mouth open in a ‘o’ shape and the knowledge that Steve probably looked like that when Eddie was doing it for him made him bite down onto his bottom lip.

He flipped the paper around and a whine got caught in his throat as he stared down to a drawing of him riding Eddie.

They had never done that before. But now, he really, really wanted to do it.

”Steve?”

Steve’s head snapped up to stare at Eddie, who was staring down back at him with a worried look.

He was leaning against the door frame, hair up in a ponytail and old band shirt on, looking like a dream, but when he saw what was going on, his eyes grew wide.

”Shit, sorry!” he panicked, crunching down next to Steve. He snatched the drawings and his sketchbook away from him and hid them under his mixtapes, acting like Steve hadn’t already seen all of them.

He was letting out these small apologies and Steve had no idea what he had to even apologize for, but when he saw Eddie blushing and not being able to catch his eyes, Steve understood that he was embarrassed.

”I didn’t, um - you didn’t mean to see those… sorry.”

Steve just stared at him dumbfoundedly before letting out a soft laugh and getting up. He moved his hands to Eddie’s face and held them there.

”I dropped it accidentally and I was the one snooping around, Eddie. I’m the one who should be apologizing, not you.”

Eddie sighed. He still couldn’t meet Steve’s eyes and it made him frown.

”You’re not creeped out?”

That question surprised Steve.

”Of the drawings? No, Eds. I think they’re cool.”

Then, Eddie finally looked at him with the biggest puppy eyes ever and Steve wanted to kiss him.

”You sure? I didn’t know what you’d think about them. I know they're a bit—”

”Amazing? Incredible?” Steve smiled softly and pushed Eddie’s bangs back, ”You’re so talented, babe. I don’t think I’ve ever seen myself like the way you draw me. I like it.”

Eddie looked like he was offended and pinched Steve’s hip, ”You are really pretty, sweetheart” he reassured Steve with a smile.

”Yeah, yeah. Says you.” Steve smiled and Eddie snorted a little before leaning in to kiss him.

When they pulled apart, both out of breath, a small grin grew to Steve’s face as he tugged Eddie’s hair, letting it fall out from it’s lazy ponytail.

”I have an idea…”

”And what’s that?”

Steve grinned more.

”Can I ride you?”

Eddie’s breath hitched and Steve laughed loudly as his boyfriend looked at him like he’d grown another head.

He loved to rile his boyfriend up, and this was the perfect time for that.

”You… really?” Eddie sounded so out of breath, more than he was before.

”I think it would look pretty great, right?” Steve purred, glancing towards the hidden pile of drawings, Eddie’s gaze following his.

All Eddie could do was answer a breathy ’Fuck yeah’ before Steve was pushing him down to the bed and straddling his hips.

Eddie didn’t hide his drawings anymore after that.

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morganbritton132 · 1 year

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Are there things that Eddie tries to do to annoy Steve that Steve is just so desensitized to that he either just ignores it completely or just goes "that's great, babe" and kisses him on the cheek and moves on

Eddie thinks that it’s hilarious to jump out and scare Steve.

It’s about 50/50 on if he actually scares him because sometimes, Steve is not paying attention. Eddie jumps out to scare him and Steve’s really focused on his phone and completely misses Eddie being there or Eddie jumps out to scare him and Steve’s got earphones in. Sometimes Eddie will jump out to scare him and Steve just, didn’t get scared.

Those times, Steve’s like, ‘That was a good one!’ and kisses him on the cheek as he continues on with whatever he was doing.

If Eddie really wants to annoy Steve, he just uses the kitchen.

It’s not that Eddie can’t cook, it’s that he shouldn’t. He’s messy. He uses Steve’s decorative towels as washcloths. He catches things on fire and doesn’t notice. He never cleans up. The kitchen is Steve’s baby and he does not want Eddie in there without supervision

If Steve wants to annoy Eddie, he’ll just say “Oh, I heard this song on glee.”

#Creep by Radiohead comes on the radio and Steve is like ‘oh from glee?’ like Jonathan didn’t force all #of them to listen to it when it came out #steve harrington #eddie munson #eddie munson tiktok saga

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aphrogeneias · 3 months

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best friend!eddie who cock blocks himself on a night out when someone starts flirting with him. he’s non stop talking about you to them and grabbing for your hand. and you’re looking at him sideways like uhh Ed!what are you doing? you’re in there! but he’s very much only interested in being stuck by your side and flirting with you all night.

‘Ed they’re chatting you up, what are you doing?’

‘And leave you gorgeous? Be serious. Now what you do you want next?’ cut to eddie winking while he sucks up what’s left of your drink through your straw 😵‍💫

meanwhile he's just elated to feel the taste of your lipgloss on your straw and thinking about how he's gonna convince you to go home with him with the pretense of watching a movie knowing damn well you're gonna end up falling asleep together on his couch (there's no need for convincing, it's what you always do)

he hasn't gotten laid in months and he can't even bring himself to care at this point

#whoever was flirting with him is oblivious too because that man can't get his hands off of you the whole night #“to keep you safe sweetheart there's a lot of creeps out there”#yes edward keep telling yourself that #eddie munson x reader #inbox

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dwobbitfromtheshire · 11 months

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Warning: Murray stupidly pushes Steve into outing himself. There is a happy ending. Shoutout to the person who recently posted about this and gave me the idea.

Steve looked around at the party, a warm smile on his face. Joyce was sitting in Hopper's lap as they talked to Claudia and Sue. Judging by the looks on Sue and Claudia's faces, they were boasting about him again. He doesn't understand why they felt the need to brag so much or why they made sure he heard it as often as he could stand it. They were celebrating the fact that the fourth of July was over and that there wouldn't be any more fireworks to retraumatize them. They were also celebrating the fact that they were all alive and well, the gates closed hopefully forever. Steve was sitting off by himself after having chased the kids around the Hoppers' new and spacious backyard with Eddie. Steve was tired, but Eddie somehow managed to keep going and now had Mike in a headlock.

"Finish him!" Erica hollered, causing Hopper and Jonathan to snort into their cups.

Steve laughed. That's when Murray plopped down in the empty chair next to him.

"I'm not sure if I like that kid or if I'm afraid of her," Murray said.

"I'm pretty sure she could have taken down Vecna just by talking to him," Steve said.

"I do not doubt it," Murray cackled.

Mike finally surrendered to Eddie, and he let go of him, cheering loudly. Steve smiled at him, his heart fluttering. Eddie winked at him, and his cheeks flushed red. Nancy cheered and clapped. Mike flipped her off, and Jonathan threw his empty cup at Mike's forehead, and when Mike yelled, Jonathan claimed he was aiming for the trashcan.

"Those two kids still together?" Murray asked.

"Mike and Jonathan never dated. At least, I hope not," Steve said, his brow furrowing.

"No! Nancy and Jonathan!" Murray scowled.

"Oh, yeah, no. They're friends, Nancy wanted to focus on school," Steve said.

"Sounds about right considering I was the one who pushed them together," Murray said.

"You were?" Steve asked.

"Yeah, she was dating this complete dud she clearly had no feelings for," Murray said. "I was all, 'we like Steve, but we don't love Steve'. Hey, you know, you have the same name as him."

"Yeah, it's funny how that works. Poor Steve, right?" He said. "They never love him. I'm the very same Steve, dumbass."

"Don't you like guys?" Murray asked.

"What the fuck?" Steve said, staring at him wide eyes, his cheeks flushed. "No, I don't!"

"I'm not gonna judge you, Harrington," Murray said, rolling his eyes. "I'm gay too. Safe space for you and your boyfriend over there."

"What business of it of yours?" Steve snapped. "And Eddie's not my boyfriend."

"Oh, do you guys need a little push too?" Murray scoffed.

"You do know bisexuals exist, right?" He asked, gripping his cup.

"Yeah, and are you?" Murray asked, amused at how mad Steve was getting.

"It's not any of your goddamn business!" He snarled at him.

"Are you still hung up on Nancy?" Murray continued to push.

"No!" Steve rolled his eyes, wanting this conversation to be over.

He stared ahead, not looking at him. Everyone was still conversing and horsing around while Steve was stuck, having the most awkward conversation of his life. Murray's words from earlier rolling around in his head.

"So, you don't have feelings for him?" He asked.

"I do, okay!" He exclaimed.

"Then what's the problem?" Murray asked.

"We don't love Steve, remember?" Steve growled at him, tear prickling at the corners of his eyes, and suddenly, he was back at Tina's party.

He stood up suddenly, knocking his chair back harshly, causing everyone to look at him.

"Steve, honey, are you okay?" Joyce asked.

"Oh, he's just being a little sensitive, Joyce," Murray replied.

Sensitive. The same word that Steve’s father used to call him when he didn't want to say the word. He always knew about Steve and the fact that he was too sensitive. Steve whirled around, and before he knew what he was doing, his fist was colliding with Murray's face and knocking him out of his chair. There were several gasps, and Murray cackled.

"There's no need to be ashamed of yourself, Steve," he said.

"I have never been ashamed that I also like men, and I am not ashamed that I like Eddie!" Steve yelled at him.

Suddenly, he realized that he just outed himself in front of everyone. Steve felt very overwhelmed. Well, Robin and Dustin already knew. Steve quickly apologized and ran around to the front to head towards his car. He pulled out his keys, but his hands were shaking so badly that he kept dropping them. He got to his driver's side door when he dropped them again. He squatted down to pick them up when he saw someone else's hand reach down to do the same. He looked up to find Eddie squatting next to him.

"Oh, sweetheart," Eddie said softly. "He had no right to push you like that."

Steve hadn't realized he had been crying until Eddie cupped his face and wiped away a tear with his thumb. He could hear the distinct voice of Joyce yelling in the backyard. They stood up, and Steve collapsed into Eddie's open arms. He shoved his face into Eddie's shoulder as he sobbed.

"We like Steve, but we don't love Steve. That's what he said," Steve whispered.

"Please tell me that you don't believe that shit, man," Eddie said. "Because everyone here loves you. . . Including me. Especially me."

"You love me?" Steve said, his voice small.

"Yep, in a very not straight way. I also like men," Eddie said. "I'm not ashamed of it either."

"I want to kiss you," Steve said softly.

"Right here? I'm okay with it if you are," Eddie said.

Steve pressed his lips to Eddie's, wrapping his arms around his waist and pulling the metalhead against him. His lips were soft against his own, and then Eddie pressed his lips hard against his as he deepened the kiss. Eddie wrapped his arms tightly around Steve’s shoulders as he tried to press himself further against him. Eddie broke the kiss, gently nibbling on Steve’s lip as he pulled away. Steve leaned his forehead against Eddie's, sniffling.

"I love you too, Eddie," Steve whispered.

"See, I knew you needed a push," Murray said.

Steve peered around to see him coming around the house, being dragged by Joyce and Hopper. Murray's nose was bleeding heavily. It was also clearly broken.

"Did I do that?" Steve asked.

"No. It was hard to tell who broke his nose, Sue or Claudia," Hopper said, chuckling. "But it was definitely Joyce who knocked his tooth lose."

"It's still hanging in there. Oh, and there it goes," Murray said.

"By the way, you didn't do shit!" Eddie exclaimed. "Fuck you and your tooth!"

"Yeah, I had a special evening planned tomorrow where I was going to make him dinner and then tell him, so thank you for that," Steve said. "With or without you, I would have told him."

"Wait, really?" Eddie asked with wide eyes. "Even though this jackass ruined your big reveal, can we still have dinner together tomorrow?"

"Yeah, it can be our first date," Steve said, smiling softly.

"You mean our first date wasn't our trip through the Upside Down together?" Eddie asked, and Steve laughed, shaking his head. "How about I do the cooking, big boy?"

Murray made a half assed apology before leaving. That's when Sue and Claudia came through with the kids following behind them. Sue, Claudia, and Robin started fussing over him.

"Oh, honey, are alright?" Sue asked.

"I'm much better, thanks, Sue," Steve said and pulled out of Eddie's arms to welcome her embrace.

"Oh, sweetie, we just want you to know that we love you," Claudia said.

"Yeah, we're proud of you, baby," Sue said, rubbing his shoulder.

"Yes, we love you, too, Steve," El said. "You and Eddie are cute."

"It's awesome!" Dustin exclaimed.

"Uh, why are Erica and Max whispering with their heads pressed together?" Steve asked.

"Uh, well, they said they were plotting Murray's death, but it was hard to tell if they were joking or not, and I wasn't going to ask," Lucas said.

"You guys really love me, huh?" Steve asked.

"Of course, sweetheart, you're family," Joyce said. "After everything you've done, it would be pretty shitty of us not to accept you."

"Yeah, you're our brother in arms," Lucas said.

"Our paladin," Will said with a proud grin.

"Our protector," El said.

"Our washed-up jock," Erica said with a fond smile.

"Our mother," Max said with an amused smile.

"Our kid," Sue, Claudia, Charles, Joyce, and Hopper said.

"My platonic soulmate," Robin said with a twinkle in her eye.

"My boyfriend?" Eddie asked.

"Your boyfriend," Steve said as he choked on his happy tears.

He swooped in and kissed his boyfriend in front of his entire family.

#stranger things #eddie munson #stranger things s4 #joseph quinn #eddie stranger things #eddie munson lives #steve harrington #steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington x eddie munson #steddie fanfiction #stranger things fanfiction #steve gets outed #murray bauman is a creep #he's also an asshole #the party #the hendersons and sinclairs adopt steve

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infinite-orangepeel · 1 year

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to keep you angels fed:

eaglescout!steve will be wearing a purity ring and perv!eddie will suck it off his finger in the sloppiest way possible and replace it with one of his own rings in the full fic :) this is his way of claiming him !

#this idea is rotting my brain #it’s the counterbalance to me writing a tragic fucking chapter of its rotten work rn #prepare the tissues #steddie #perv!eddie munson #perv!eddie #virgin!steve harrington #steve harrington #eddie munson #fruity four #stranger things #steddie ficlet #steddie brainrot #steddie stranger things #steve x eddie #eddie x steve #babygirl steve harrington #the babygirlification of steve harrington #creep eddie munson

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grimmbunniee · 2 years

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Can y’all yt stranger things fans stop paint Patrick as creep in y’all’s fanfics use Andy instead

Like look at Andy and tell me he doesn’t give creepy vibes(he literally made a gross comment about Chrissy also tell me he wouldn’t be a sleaze ball)

But look at how nice Patrick is (also Rip my nigga Patrick you didn’t deserve to die like that😔 and so quick too we never saw his Vecna vision🤨)

Like yeah Patrick was apart of the basketball team but he was defending Chrissy when Andy made a gross comment about her.

#stranger things season 4 #Patrick McKinney #stranger things x reader #eddie munson x reader #eddiemunson #stranger things #eddie munson x black!reader #eddie munson #steve harrington x reader #stranger things imagine #but it’s fiction 🥺🥺I’m sick and tired of black men in media being painted as creeps and harasser’s

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paticmak · 2 years

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i’ve been thinking about it too much and if new Stranger Things season won’t reveal that jonathan and eddie were best friends when they were younger i’m gonna riot.

#eddie munson #jonathan byers #stranger things #eddie the freak and jonathan the creep come on....#they were both outcast going to the same school in a small town...

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spacebugarts · 2 years

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Ok if S4 takes place in March of '86 then that means it's totally, canonically possible for Steve and Eddie to go see Labyrinth on their first date

#imagine eddie swooning over david bowie in leather #i can totally see them referencing the movie and singing along to the soundtrack afterwards #steve is unreasonably creeped out by the puppets and eddie makes fun of him for it #'youve fought monsters and went into a parallel hell dimension and THIS is your breaking point Harrington?'#'say what you want munson but those furey things are the stuff of nightmares'#stranger things s4 #stranger things 4 #steve x eddie #eddie munson #steve harrington #steveddie #steddie #eddie would absolutely be the type to dress up to see a new movie #im just saying that shit would be cute as hell

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afewproblems · 11 months

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Steddie breakup fix it!! <3

Thank you very much! I'm sorry this took so long!

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"Hello miss Robin, tell me Steve hung up all your pictures you brought with you?" Wayne asks, Steve can hear the smile in his voice and rolls his eyes as Robin scoffs.

"Does it count if they're crooked?" She says as she ducks away from Steve's elbow. They scuffle for just a moment before Wayne clears his throat to get their attention again.

"Listen kids, I did call for a reason".

All at once Steve can picture Wayne pacing around the trailer kitchen, twisting his fingers into the cord, he knows that tone.

Robin looks from the phone in Steve's hand to meet his eyes nervously, she may not know Wayne as well as he does but she can certainly read Steve like a book.

Wayne sighs long and loud, it crackles over the receiver but Steve doesn't dare pull it away from his ear, "Eddie's moving".

Steve stops breathing, he feels Robin gently take the phone from his hands as his grip loosens.

He belatedly hears Robin say something but the words sound too far away because Steve knows.

He doesn't need Wayne to say it.

Because Steve knew what Eddie's plan was, his dream. And whether Steve was involved, or not, didn't matter anymore.

Eddie was coming to Chicago.

#steddie breakup fix it #steddie breakup #wip weekend #sorry this creeped into Monday #steve harrington #eddie munson #supportive wayne munson #protective robin buckley #platonic stobin #robin buckley is a good friend #robin buckley #stranger things #afewproblems writes #afewproblems answers

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morganbritton132 · 1 year

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I like to imagine that when Eddie goes on tour, he and the guys staunchly refuses to use strobing lights/is very vocal about accessibility even when on stage. Anyways I looooove the emtts (is that the acronym?) I hope ur having the bestest of days!!!!!!

Corroded Coffin has consistently been one of the most inclusive bands of the time.

Once the band had enough leverage to have a real say in how their shows went, they started making changes to make them more accessible.

It starts with Steve and making the shows more accessible to him. Strobe lighting is unlikely to cause Steve to have a seizure, but it can give him migraines. Originally, they stopped using strobe lights when he toured with them and then cut them out completely. They keep their lighting very basic and make up for it with a kick ass performance.

After that, they stopped touring venues that weren’t wheelchair-friendly. They changed the font on some of their merchandise to make them more dyslexic-friendly. They’ve travel with a sign language interpreter since the mid-nineties and all the members of the band know some sign language themselves.

When asked why they go through all this extra effort, the band always answers with the obvious, “Metal should be accessible to anybody who wants to be a part of it.”

#Corroded Coffin has no problem making their shows inaccessible to creeps though #Eddie will pull a Billie Joe Armstrong and drop kick someone if they’re harassing people #eddie munson tiktok saga #eddie munson #corroded coffin

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mixsethaddams · 1 year

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Silent Tears (Read the warnings before proceeding. Dead Dove Do Not Eat.)

Day 17 for @febuwhump . Yes, I skipped forward on the other prompts that I'm still catching up on. If I don't get this out of my brain I'll lose my mind. I might have to abandon febuwhump entirely though and just work through the prompts at a different time. My fic for the steddie big bang is heavy whump and doing this too isn't really doing me any mental favours 😅

So now. CONTENT WARNING. *Pinches the bridge of my nose* This is a noncon story. The characters are trans male Steve Harrington and dark/creep/perv!Eddie Munson. We're all grown up here (or at least we should be because this is an 18+ blog and I block minors) so we can all put 2 and 2 together on what's going to be under the cut. It's exactly what you think it is. I'll say it one more time. This is a noncon story, it is a dead dove fic with rape as the subject matter. Do not act surprised when it's exactly what I've said it is.

2264 words. Rated E (obviously). Modern AU, no powers, no upside down, no kids. Characters aged in mid 20s.

Story below the cut.You're responsible for yourself from here on out.

Remember me fondly as the writer you thought I was before reading this. See you in hell <3

Eddie heard a rumour.

He wasn’t really one to listen to idle gossip, but whenever it concerned Steve Harrington, he paid attention. Steve, who had been on the fringes of Eddie’s social group for about a year now, who never seemed to have a girlfriend, who seemed to pick and choose who he spoke to about his past.

Eddie was always going to have his interest peaked by someone like that.

Eddie watched Steve for a long time. They flirted back and forward after a few drinks whenever they saw each other, but Steve always shut it down if Eddie got too close. He always batted Eddie’s hands away if he tried to touch his thigh or put an arm around his waist. God, he was such a tease. Eddie wasn’t against chasing after someone who was playing hard to get though, it was half the fun. Eddie revelled in the glances that Steve shot him while others spoke, especially if he tried to act like he hadn’t been staring in the first place. It was cute to look over and see Steve looking the entire opposite direction, as if Eddie didn’t already know how badly he wanted them to make eye contact instead.

But fine, Eddie could play this little game for a while if it meant finally getting his prize.

So when someone whispered in Eddie’s ear at the bar one night that they’d been to visit Steve and his roommate at the same time Steve’s mom was there, yeah, Eddie took notice. They told all about how Steve’s mom kept throwing a name around, one that definitely wasn’t his. Eddie rolled his eyes at first, pushed his friend away and said no way, man. But as time went by, Eddie couldn’t help but let the idea float higher in his brain.

A friend’s house party was the perfect setting to finally find out. To stop the hunt, and go in for the kill. The house was big, plenty of bedrooms that had been locked in advance of everyone arriving much to Eddie’s dismay. But there was a small laundry room between the kitchen and the downstairs bathroom that was well enough out of the way. It wasn’t exactly what Eddie had pictured when he thought about getting his hands on Steve, but it’d have to do. He was sure Steve would be happy to let him make it up to him in other ways.

Eddie watched Steve all night, closer than he had been before. Steve must have known that their little game was turning up a notch because he definitely didn’t look Eddie’s way all night. He acted like he was fully immersed in his glass of gin and the girls who cackled around him. It drove Eddie wild, and his brain was fried imagining Steve feeling the same way. He was practically bursting out of his jeans at the thought of how the night might end. They could put the pretence behind them at last and Steve could stop acting like he didn’t even notice Eddie.

It was almost 2am by the time the chance came. Eddie was hanging out in the kitchen listening to someone who might have been called Michelle cry about her boyfriend. Eddie’s advice of “If he’s such a cunt then dump him” wasn’t very well received and she just wailed even louder. Two of her friends came over and glared at him, and when he rolled his eyes, he caught sight of Steve going towards that downstairs bathroom.

Bingo.

Eddie waited until he heard the sound of the door closing before following down the hallway, and slipped into the laundry room. He left the door cracked open, and when Steve had washed his hands and was making his way back to the kitchen, Eddie shot his hand out, and grabbed his wrist. Steve gave a small wail of surprise as he was pulled into the room.

“Shhh sweetheart, it’s only me,” rumbled Eddie into Steve’s ear, holding his waist tight and pressing his weight forward. The room was dark so it took Steve a second to figure out who had him pinned against the wall.

Steve tried to push Eddie’s hands away from him and started to make loud protests, but Eddie clamped a hand over his mouth.

“I said quiet,” he said, firmer than before. The door was still open a crack and a line of light from the hallway left a strip across Steve’s face.

Steve whimpered behind Eddie’s hand, his eyes wide. He was still trying to wriggle free.

“I heard something about you,” whispered Eddie right into Steve’s ear. “Think maybe I should find out for myself if it’s true,”

Steve froze as Eddie’s other hand moved from his waist onto the button of his jeans.

“That’s ok, right?” purred Eddie, flicking the button open. Steve pushed back towards the wall and tried to shake his head loose from the hand over his mouth. Eddie flexed his fingers into Steve’s cheeks. “Stop that,”

Eddie unzipped Steve’s jeans and pushed his hand in, pausing to play with the loose material at the front of his boxers. Steve’s breathing was shallow and fast now. If Eddie wasn’t so sure that it was from excitement, he might think it was panic. As his fingers dipped into Steve’s underwear, Eddie removed his hand from his face and instead placed it around Steve’s neck. No pressure, not yet. Not until he thought Steve might like it. He licked over Steve’s trembling mouth.

“Oh shit, sweetheart,” said Eddie, rubbing over Steve’s pussy. “The rumours are true,”

“Please, please don’t, please stop,” whined Steve as Eddie’s middle fingers slipped in between his folds.

“I’m just gonna feel it, that’s all, just gonna feel how much you want me,” cooed Eddie, kissing Steve in a sloppy open mouthed movement. “You’ve been such a tease, I think I deserve this,”

Steve shook his head again, hands frantically trying to push Eddie back. Eddie was stronger than he was though, even though they were the same height. Steve was stuck. Eddie moaned lightly as his fingers breached Steve’s hole.

“So warm, feels so good,” breathed Eddie. “Bet it’s a pretty one too, huh? Pretty boy like you must have a real pretty pussy,”

Steve sniffled.

“Don’t be shy now, come on,” said Eddie, rocking his hand back and forward, tightening the hand around Steve’s neck. “You can talk to me,”

“I’ll yell, I’ll, I’ll, I’ll call someone,” stammered Steve. “You can’t… I don’t want this…”

Eddie chuckled. He pulled his hand out from between Steve’s legs and pushed the jeans down further, exposing him completely.

“Sure you do,” he said, looking down to admire the sight in front of him. “Look how wet you are for me. We don’t have to play this game anymore, you can enjoy it, it’s ok,”

“I’ll scream, I’ll scream so loud,” said Steve again.

Eddie sighed and rested his forehead against Steve’s.

“No you won’t,” he said plainly, gently petting over the skin between Steve’s legs again. Steve was shaking with what Eddie assumed must be anticipation. He was delighted. “You’re scared people will find out about this,” He gave a small squeeze to the mound for emphasis. “You don’t trust any of them, out there, do you? You don’t know how they’ll react. That’s why you never told anyone,”

Eddie felt Steve deflate, and smiled, knowing he’d won this round.

“Please don’t,” said Steve quietly.

“This would be so much easier if you just relaxed,” said Eddie, slipping his fingers inside Steve again.

Eddie used his other hand to start fiddling with his own jeans, unbuckling his belt and quickly unzipping.

“Please no, please no, please,” pleaded Steve.

Eddie just smiled as he took his dick out, stroking It slowly.

“Is it how you imagined, sweetheart?” asked Eddie, brushing their noses together. “All those times I caught you looking at me, is this how you thought my cock would look?”

A tear slid down Steve’s cheek now and Eddie smiled wider. It was so great that Steve was so happy to be here with him. It didn’t even matter that they weren’t in a bedroom, this was perfect.

Eddie slotted a knee between Steve’s and pushed his legs open as much as the jeans around his thighs would allow.

“Gonna make you feel so good,” sighed Eddie, rubbing the head of his dick over Steve’s pussy. Steve let out a yelp and Eddie clamped a hand back over his mouth. “But only if you’re quiet,”

Eddie’s voice had an edge of warning now. Steve squirmed as Eddie bent his knees a little to line himself up.

“I’ve been wanting to fuck you for a long time,” said Eddie, breathless as he pushed into Steve’s hole. “Fuck you feel amazing, feels so good to finally get you on my dick,”

Steve was crying openly now, tears hitting the top of Eddie’s hand. Eddie rocked his hips forward in increments to get his dick as far inside Steve as the awkward angle would allow. Steve pressed his hands to the wall behind him, hoping desperately that it might just fall down.

“Would’ve, oh shit, yeah that’s it, would’ve preferred to have you in a bed but,” Eddie huffed out a low laugh. “Ah, ah, this’ll do. It’ll be a fun story to tell people for our first time, right?”

Steve’s eyes were screwed shut as Eddie put his other hand on the small of Steve’s back to roll their bodies together.

“Hope I’m not hurting you,” said Eddie, kissing Steve’s cheekbones and licking away the tears that were there. “I know my dick is big but you’ll get used to it,”

A sound from outside the door made Eddie stop moving. Steve’s eyes shot open and he looked towards the sliver of light that was cast over them. Some of the girls from the kitchen were making their way to the bathroom. Eddie held his face level with Steve’s, and raised the index finger of the hand that was over his mouth. Eddie pressed the finger against his own lips, in a gesture to tell Steve to keep quiet.

Eddie let his hips twitch forward again in a few experimental thrusts, eyes locked with Steve’s, making sure he was making no noise. Eddie’s grin returned as Steve made no effort to get noticed by the people right outside. He just closed his eyes again. When the girls finished up in the bathroom and the sound of footsteps faded back towards the kitchen, Eddie spoke again.

“Good boy, Stevie, fuck, such a good boy,” he puffed. “Knew you wanted this just as much as I did, you didn’t want them to interrupt us either,”

Steve’s shoulders bounced now as he sobbed while Eddie fucked into him.

“Oh shit,” said Eddie, his voice strained as the rhythm he built up started to falter. “I’m not gonna last much longer here, I’m usually much better at this but jesus your pussy just feels too good. Maybe next time you’ll get to come too,”

Steve started to try and speak against Eddie’s hand. Eddie moved it aside to hear what he had to say.

“Don’t come in me, please, please don’t come in me,” he whimpered.

Eddie laughed softly again, the sound making Steve’s stomach turn.

“No can do, sweetheart,” he said. “Boys like you are on the pill, right? So what’s the problem?”

“Please don’t,” sobbed Steve again quietly. “Please don’t, please,”

Too late.

Eddie snapped forward three times in rapid succession, burying his face in Steve’s neck to cover the grunt he let out. It was a good thing no one chose that moment to walk to the bathroom because the sound of skin slapping on skin was definitely loud enough to draw attention.

Eddie lifted his head up and planted an wet open mouth kiss on Steve’s cheek. He bit the skin there and held it between his teeth as he pulled out and tucked his dick back into his pants.

Eddie leaned back and pulled Steve’s jeans back up for him, smirking as he lifted the zip and refastened the button.

“You were perfect,” Eddie told him. “Just like I knew you would be,”

Steve lifted a hand and wiped the tears from his face, looking at the ground. Eddie put a knuckle under his chin to lift his head up, forcing eye contact.

“So can we act like adults now, hmm?” he asked. “Can we be less coy about how badly we want each other? Because I gotta tell you sweetheart, I’m gonna want this again real soon,”

Eddie grabbed Steve’s ass roughly and grinded them both together.

“Don’t worry though,” said Eddie, putting small kisses over Steve’s mouth and inhaling the little cries that were coming out. “I won’t tell anyone your little secret. I wouldn’t want to have to share,”

Eddie stepped back fully now and made sure his own jeans and belt were fully done up. He smoothed down the front of his shirt and put his hand on the doorknob.

“I’ll call you, I promise,” Eddie winked and pulled the door open, and was gone. He made his excuses shortly after to leave the last dregs of the party. No one cared who was or wasn’t there at this time of night anyway.

When Steve was found an hour later, on the floor of the laundry room with his knees against his chest, he blamed the fact that he was sobbing on the gin for making him an emotional drunk.

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