#eddie x cheerleader!reader

[ashwhowrites]

Steve having a senior little sister who has a crush on Eddie. Can barely string two words together any time he talks to her. She’s a cheerleader, her parents expect her to marry an Ivy League business major or a senator’s son or something. She kept her crush a secret until Jason calls him a freak in front of the whole cafeteria- and she punches him. Possibly breaking her hand. Most likely getting suspended or at the very least detention for quite a while.

I adore this so much

Never proofread- wrote half of this high, so if I'm sober and it sucks, I will be fixing it

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Popularity came with the Harrigton name, and so did high expectations from everyone. Y/N was popular all throughout high school, following behind King Steve.

She was already known by everyone before she even introduced herself. Already accepted into the popular crowd, she joined cheer, something her mother wanted her to be part of.

Even though she was younger than Steve, she had a close relationship with him. Their parents had high standards for them, and it could get draining. Together, they learned to be there for each other when the disappointment started to settle in. They hung out all the time, which led her to be friends with Steve's friends.....including Eddie Munson.

Y/N had confidence, was very smart, well-mannered, and was all around a golden child. She knew how to make friends, she was kind, sweet, and friendly. It was easy for people to like her and it was easy for her to talk to anyone.

Except for Eddie.

The long-haired senior with brown eyes always had her tongue-tied. She always saw him in the halls but never had the courage to talk to him. He hated the popular crowd and he made that very clear. She had no chance at a friendship or any relationship with the boy.

Then Steve needed his wallet, meeting his friends for dinner but leaving his wallet in his bedroom. Y/N, who had no problem leaving her house whenever she could, brought his wallet to him.

That was the day Steve introduced her to Eddie Munson. He smiled and gave her a small wave. She felt judged by his stare, she knew he knew she was popular. But he is friends with ex-king Steve, maybe he'd give her a chance too.

"You have a gorgeous deer in the headlights look going on," Eddie teased with a smirk, using his hands to gesture to her face.

She felt her body heat up from her cheeks down to her neck. First impression and she was embarrassing herself. With a terrified squeak, she threw the wallet on the table and raced out of the restaurant.

~~~

Sadly after that, she did not improve her communication skills with the boy. Any time he spoke a word near or to her, she never had a response. Just staring as her brain shut off. If she's lucky, she'll get out half a sentence.

She hoped by spending more time with him it would get better, but it never did.

Whenever the group would hang out, she'd talk to Dustin and Robin. Her usual self taking control of the conversation. But the second Eddie walked in, took a seat, and threw his heavy boots on the table with his arms behind his head, she was silent.

~~~

At first Eddie thought she had a small crush on him. The way she'd squeak at his compliments and run in the other direction.

But the more he was around her, the more he felt like she didn't want to be near him. She was popular and never had any issues talking with people. She talked with Dustin and Robin, they weren't popular. Maybe Eddie was still socially under them but she didn't care about it. But once Eddie walked into the room, her lips went shut and she didn't speak a word.

The group accepted Eddie, even with his freak status. Maybe Y/N just wasn't ready for that yet.

~~~

Y/N hated that with every passing day, her crush grew stronger. And yet, she couldn't say one word to the guy.

A part of her is scared to admit she likes him. He wasn't at all what her parents would approve of. She didn't know exactly if Steve would be so on board with it. And she didn't see herself as his type in any sort of way.

Just a silly high school crush and she'll move on. End up with the guy who owns a business and is super clean. Someone her parents would want.

Even though she couldn't talk to him, she wasn't going to let others talk about him.

She was sitting at the lunch table with Chrissy as Jason flew into the seat next to him. He was hysterically laughing as he tried to talk.

Y/N could barely get any words out, when Eddie came racing into the cafeteria. His white hellfire shirt soaked with a sticky liquid. She could see feathers were stuck to him. She assumed Jason covered Eddie with glue and threw feathers at him.

Y/N never found Jason funny or enjoyed the way he tortured Eddie.

Eddie looked pissed as he marched towards Jason, blinded by his anger he didn't realize his surroundings and tripped over another jock's foot.

She watched in horror as Eddie's face planted into the ground, his nose smacking into the floor. She grew worried when he looked up and the blood was running down his nose.

Jason laughed as he stood up. Clapping as he loudly screamed,

"EDWARD MUNSON, THE FREAK OF FREAKS!"

Y/N wasn't sure what came over her. The guilt for being afraid she liked him. The hurt from seeing Eddie's nose in pain. The anger she felt towards Jason. Maybe one or all of those.

Whatever it was, it led her to march up to Jason and punch him straight on the nose. Jason collapsed on the floor, holding his nose as he looked up at her

"WHAT THE FUCK?" he screamed

Before she could say a word, she was being dragged out.

~~~

Y/N sat in the office with an ice pack on her knuckles. Rolling her eyes as she heard her mother's voice screaming on the other side of the phone call with the principal.

As she iced her knuckles, she felt a body sit next to her. A hand taking over her ice pack, holding it softly to her bruised hand.

She looked up and swallowed. Eddie sat there with a dried up bloody nose. He somehow still looked gorgeous.

"Can't say I ever thought I'd see the day when an Harrington won a fight." Eddie teased

Y/N felt herself laughing at the joke, Eddie's laugh following behind.

"I've always been the better Harrington." She teased back.

Finally finding herself able to talk to him. She looked him over, most of the feathers were off of him. His shirt looked drenched like he scrubbed it in the bathroom sink.

"I'd have to agree. Better looking too." Eddie winked. Enjoying the way she quickly looked away. Maybe Eddie was right, she did have a crush.

A comfortable silence rested in the space between them.

The girl he had a crush on likes him too. And she broke Jason's nose.

Eddie thinks he might have found his match.

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[eddiesbigolepp]

is it in there?

synopsis: eddie sneaks into his girlfriends room for some fun, but her little brother doesn’t know when to quit.

pairing: eddie munson x henderson!reader

warnings: flirty eddie, suggestive language, swearing, touchy eddie, the littlest bit of perv!eddie, a little smutty

word count: 1662

the loud squeak from your bed pulled your attention away from the book you were reading. your eyes flash up from your page and you smile when you see your leather clad boyfriend laid on your bed with a grin.

“hey, doll face,” he beams, rolling off the bed to walk over to you. he’s smooth, like always, it was effortless the way he climbed through your first floor window without a hitch.

“hi,” you mumble as he leans down for a kiss. its simple, and passionate. like he hasn’t seen you in years even though he saw you at school today a couple of hours ago. when he pulls away he pinches your cheeks, spreading the already growing blush on your cheeks.

“whatcha reading, sweetheart?” he says, pulling your book down by the spine. he lifts your legs over his lap and sits next to you on your little loveseat.

“the dark half,” you answer, crossing your legs in his lap.

“stephen king? i wonder what turned you onto that book?” he jokes letting go of the book in your hand.

“seemed interesting,” you mutter, eyes flashing up at him quickly before flicking back down to the page.

“whats a sweet little girl like you reading stephen king for?” he asks, shaking his head at you.

“i told you, it seemed interesting,” you giggle lightly, closing your book over your finger to save the page. “did you need something munson?” you question cocking your head slightly.

“i don’t know, maybe another kiss?” he smirks pushing his face toward yours, eyes closed and waiting. when you meet his lips, he smiles against them, humming happily.

“now let me read,” you mumble against his lips and pull away, opening your book again.

“whatttt?” he frowns, rubbing little circles into your knee. “but i came all this way, you’re just read your life away while i sit here, bored out of my mind?” he whines, starting with the dramatics.

“oh please, you just came here because you were lonely,” you respond, rolling your eyes at him.

“not true! i missed you, and i wanted to see your pretty face.” he answers with a cheesy grin.

“or you just wanted someone to cuddle,” you counter, raising your brows at him.

“shouldn’t you be happy that i come to you for some attention?” he returns, leaning his head on his shoulder with a larger smile than before. “drop that book and come hang out with me,” he whines a little.

“whats the magic word?” you ask, trying to annoy him playfully.

“you’re the most amazing girl in the world..” he answers, leaning in for a kiss.

“close.. but no,” you giggle, kissing him back anyway. “it was ‘please’ dummy.”

“whatever,” he rolls his eyes in fake annoyance. “lets go to the bed,” he laughs, scooping you up from your seat on the couch and standing with you in his arms. he tosses you on the bed lightly, head at the foot of the bed, walking around to lock your door before crawling next to you.

“cute shorts, princess,” he says, snapping the waistband against your hip.

“you only think of one thing don’t you,” you laugh slapping his hand away.

“no… i really did miss you, you know,” he mumbles, pulling your close to his chest. z

“is that so?” you mutter, wrapping your arms around his torso.

“always, honey.” he smiles softly at you.

it was like clockwork; he sneaks in, steals a kiss, distracts you from what you’re doing, and ultimately gets you into bed with him. that was the easy part.

the knock on the door made him groan, this was the hard part.

“yes?” you answer sweetly, making his eyes soften just a bit.

“hey, uh have you seen my walkie?” dustin voice says, muffled by the door.

“you left it on the counter in the kitchen,” you reply, looking at the door and watching the knob shake.

“why’s the door locked?” he questions, making eddie roll his eyes and huff in annoyance. all he wanted was one night of complete alone time.

“studying! and you’re distracting me dustin, i have to pass this physics test.” you complain getting up off the bed. you open the door partially, only letting dustin see your frame and the couch behind you.

eddie stares at you. youre wearing the one white t-shirt he owned and what he thinks is the tiniest pair of shorts known to man. socks pulled up yo different levels. hair messy and pulled out of your face as you talk to dustin.

as much as he hates being interrupted, he cant help but admire you as you lean against the door frame.

“dustin, i swear its on the counter, i moved it out of the way when i got my water earlier.” you explain, shaking your head at him.

“i checked the whole house but your room, is it in there? is that why your room is locked?” he says trying to barrel through the door, “its gotta be in there, just let me in!” he says, hands flying around as he explains.

“i can literally see it from here.” you retort, pointing at the counter. when he turns his head you close the door behind him and sigh, locking it again.

you saunter over to the bed again, climbing in and curling into his chest. “that kid has the literal worst timing.” eddie grumbles.

you climb into his lap, each leg straddling either side of him and you lean down to kiss him. “aww is someone mad that they can’t get their fill?”

“yes! in fact i am!” he laughs, bringing his hands to your waist. “as a matter of fact, come here,” he mumbles, trailing one of his hands up your back and to your face. he guides your lips to his slowly, sensually, taking his time as he starts to kiss you passionately.

every kiss has heat behind it, slowly but sure growing more intense as you bring you hands to his hair. you moan lightly into his mouth as his hand squeezes you hip tightly in his grasp.

“someones a little desperate for some attention.” you joke pulling away from the kiss, lips swollen.

“what can i say?” he starts, dragging his lips down to your neck and pressing wet kisses against your throat. “those little shorts always get me going.” he chuckles darkly, sucking on your neck and bringing the hand on your hip down to the curve of your ass.

another knock pulls the two of you out of your little world and you sit up in his lap.

“yes?” you say sweetly, despite the annoyed expression on your face.

“honey, i made brownie- why’s your door locked hun?”

“sorry mom im just trying to study and dustin keeps trying to come in.” you explain, rolling off of his lap with a sigh. you open the door and take two brownies off her tray and smile. “thanks for the fuel! now i’ve really got to study mom!” you close the door with a smile and a wave.

you walk back over to eddie who’s laid on your bed, pinching the space between his brows, obviously frustrated.

“aww, babe, whats wrong?” you say, straddling him again, “did you miss me?” you giggle leaning down to kiss his cheek.

he nods, turning his face to yours to steal a kiss from you again. “just come here.” he mumbles, pulling your face to his again. the intensity is dialed to 100 as he kisses you eagerly.

he just wanted to unravel you like usual, like you two were back at his trailer and all over each other. he pulled you in close by your waist, already escalating the kiss to something much more. he’s got you grinding down against him, kissing you without even coming up for air.

he ruts against you, trying to somehow block the rest of the world out from the intimate moment you were sharing. and feeling your moan into his mouth only eggs him on more. his hands come down to your butt and he squeezes harder than before, slapping your cheeks lightly.

the squeal that leaves your lips makes him groan and kiss you harder. the kiss is powerful, only one you receive when he’s desperate for something, anything. he would be happy if you just kissed his stomach a few times.

theres a whine that leaves your lips and it sends him into a frenzy. he pushes your hips down into his lap and throws his head back, moving against your mound with fervor. he leans up to kiss you again, lips red and swollen as he presses them against yours.

then theres yet another knock.

he groans as you roll off of him and he just lays there, with a dumbfounded expression. his lips parted and panting out quietly. he runs a hand through his hair as you walk to the door.

“yes?” you answer swinging the door open quickly.

“i just wanted to ask if you wanted the last brownie,” dustin questions trying to peek into you room.

“no dustin, i already took two.” you answer sweetly.

“oh okay then, thanks!” he smiles, one you can never stay mad at.

“of course, now is there anything else? dustin i cant get interrupted again. im gonna forget everything.” you frown.

“fine, fine i’ll leave you alone, just don’t wake up late i’ve got a test in the morning!” he calls out walking away. you sigh, closing the door and leaning against it.

you saunter over to the bed and giggle, straddling his lap once more. you push his shirt up with your hands and bite your lip. “where were we?” you ask, sly smirk spread across your face as you lean down to bite his ear.

he presses your cheeks together and you can feel his lips curl up into a sick grin, “sugar, don’t start something you cant finish.”

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[ezm-imagines]

maybe it’s inevitable - eddie munson x reader

SUMMARY: You build up the courage to finally ask Eddie on a date! Buuut he thinks you’re just trying to buy drugs. 😬

TAGS: eddie munson x fem!cheerleader!reader,  angst to fluff, Eddie is an idiot who doesn’t believe you’d ask him out, pining, no season spoilees!

WORD COUNT: 1.8k

[ EDDIE’S POV (Part Two) ]

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Y/N POV

It was just like any other normal day at Hawkins High. You were sitting with Chrissy and all your friends, but yet again staring hopelessly at the Hellfire table. Well, not quite the whole table…

“You’re so gone for him,” Chrissy laughed, her ponytail swishing behind her.

You wish you could argue, but she’s so right.

“I know,” you mumbled.

“So! Ask him out!”

“I don’t know, Chriss. I don’t think he’d agree. He hates cheerleaders.”

“No way! You’re always telling me you think he’s way sweeter than he looks. If he’s so sweet, then he totally wouldn’t judge you like that. Just try it, Y/N! Maybe he’ll give you a chance…”

“I don’t know—“

“Honey, you’re literally the prettiest girl in this whole school. If he doesn’t get over his crap enough to go out with you, then he’s delusional and blind and dumb.”

You gave your friend a small smile.

“So go ask him out already so I don’t have to watch you keep pining across the room for him,” she pushed you slightly. You sighed, but decided maybe she was right.

It was nearing the end of the school year after all, and Eddie and you both were about to graduate. You didn’t have a lot of time. Besides, if it went poorly, that only meant an awkward couple months of avoiding him. You could do this. You took a deep breath and stood up.

“Yes! You got this!” Chrissy cheered.

You rubbed your hands together nervously as you approached his table.

Several other Hellfire members caught your arrival, staring up at you with wide eyes and gaping mouths. You watched them all start whispering to each other frantically. Oh God. You dug your nails into your hand to force yourself not to turn and run.

Just do it just do it just do it.

“Hey!” You gave your best attempt at a smile as you sat down next to Eddie. It was hard to smile when you could feel the lunch you just ate rising back up your stomach from the nerves.

“Hi.” His eyes bore through you, waiting for what you wanted. You looked down at your sleeves. His eyes were your fucking kryptonite. The only way you’d get through this would be to not look at him.

“Uh… you wanna…” you ran your thumb nails together, “maybe… meet up this Saturday?” You manage. There. It’s out. You did it. You look up finally, catching his gaze.

Fifty emotions flicker through Eddie’s brown eyes but the one he settles on is… disappointment?

You felt your heart shatter in your chest.

“Uh. Yeah. Sure.”

“Oh, we don’t have to,” you say, already trying to back out. Clearly he’s not interested, and you really don’t want his pity.

“No, no, we… can,” he decided, “Uh. My place? … Or we could meet in the—“

“No! Your place is fine! Uh, how’s 6 sound?”

He just nodded, the sad frown not leaving his face.

You nodded back, “Cool. See you then.”

You didn’t even wait for his response before you returned to your table, feeling utterly miserable.

“So! What did he say?!” Chrissy asked, tugging at your hand as you approached the seat. Your desire to vomit only doubled.

“He… he agreed…” you mumbled.

Chrissy frowned, “Then what’s wrong?”

“He doesn’t sound at all interested.”

“What?” Chrissy turned back to his table, but Eddie was already getting up and leaving the lunch room. “How can he not like you, Y/N?”

“He probably likes somebody else. Which is fine, I just… wish he wouldn’t agree to pity me. That’s so much worse than a rejection.”

“Hey,” Chrissy put her hand on your shoulder, “Maybe it’s just an off day for him, you know? Maybe something happened. Go on the date, and maybe it’ll all work out!”

You looked at her, at her blind encouraging optimism, and gave a small smile, “Okay, Chrissy.” You took a deep breath, “I hope you’re right...”

~~~

You stood, shifting your weight back and forth in the grass.

You had dressed up. Weeks before you’d even built the courage to ask Eddie, you’d thought all about how, for your first date, you were gonna wear your newest white sweater with your favorite light blue skirt, matching the color of your manicured nails. You’d felt so pretty when you’d thought about it in your head. You felt stupid now, standing in front of his trailer in your dumb little clothes, hoping that Eddie freaking Munson would think you were pretty. What were you doing?

You knocked on his door anyway, already resigned to this going poorly.

Eddie opened the door to you, and for a moment, you saw his eyes light up.

Your heart surged. Maybe Chrissy was right!

His eyes tracked you up and down for a moment before returning to your face, and his joy left again.

Jesus, he really was in love with someone else then. Maybe you should just turn around and go home…

“Hi,” he said.

“Hey,” you replied, unable to prevent a small smile. He was just so pretty. You couldn’t help it but smile when you saw him. Even if he was never gonna be yours.

“Come on in,” he nodded his head, and you followed him in.

Your eyes feasted on everything around you. It was all soo him. You couldn’t say you knew all that much about it, but it just felt like it fit. Maybe it was worth it to come here just to learn just this much more about him. God, you were so painfully in love with this boy.

“So, what party?” he asked.

“Huh?” your eyes peeled from his decor and towards him.

“What party are you going to tonight?” He repeated. He wasn’t even fucking facing you. He was digging through a drawer. Jesus Christ. This was pathetic of you. A whole new low to your dating life. And you’d dated some really douchey jocks before…

“Uh. No party…?” You answered.

“I’m not gonna show up, if that’s what you’re worried about,” he joked, though there was no humor there.

Who was this guy? You thought you had a good understanding of him, albeit from afar. But here, he seemed nothing like the guy you thought you knew. Or rather, he seemed exactly like the guy everyone else thought he was. You had just thought he was secretly different. Talk about pathetic...

“I’m not lying,” you frowned, “Why would I lie?”

Eddie stopped rummaging through the drawer for a moment to look at you. His eyes drifted down to your outfit again and he frowned, then returning back to his drawer.

You hugged your sweater around you tighter. Jesus, you didn’t think he’d be so judgmental. The jocks were, but you thought that Eddie Munson of all people would be better than that. 

You had been right. He thought your outfit was dumb. He thought you were dumb— not even worth looking at. Or maybe this was just his sick way of being mean to someone who associated with people who were so mean to him. 

You felt your eyes begin to sting with tears. You should just run out the front door and never look back.

But you couldn’t just yet. You wanted answers.

“Am I not good enough for you? Is that it?” you spoke up, willing yourself to channel the anger and not the crushing heartbreak, “Some backwards retribution for what the guys put you through? Or is it someone else?” You brushed away a tear as he turned toward you, hoping he wouldn’t notice you crying.

His eyes were wide with confusion when they met yours.

“Uh,” he replied, completely lost and alarmed, “I was gonna give you a half ounce for $20? That seems fair to me…?”

You blinked, your tears halting immediately, “What?” you asked quietly.

His eyes shifted down to his hands. He was holding a little baggie of weed. His eyes shifted back up to you, “What???”

You laughed a bit, wiping your tears away, “Eddie,” you let out, “Eddie, I’m not here for drugs.”

Eddie cocked his head slightly, confused.

“I was asking…” you laughed more. It wasn’t funny, but you were so fucking relieved that at least some of his behavior had been a misunderstanding, “I was asking you to go on a date with me.”

“You…” he replied slowly, “you were… asking me… on a date…?”

You nodded, nervous butterflies springing back into your chest.

“And… not a date as a way to get drugs?” He questioned.

You shook your head, “I don’t even do drugs, Eddie.”

Eddie set the weed on the dresser and put his other hand up to rub his forehead, “You’re serious?”

You frowned, worry coloring your face as you felt your eyes prickle again, “Um. If it’s… if it’s so ridiculous to you that I’m interested in you, you could just say that. I know your whole M.O. is, like, anti-cheerleader. So, if you don’t want to date me, I can just g—“

“Woah, woah, I never said that.”

You blinked up at him.

“I’m… just trying to process that the queen of Hawkins high is… asking me on a date. You do know who I am, right?”

“Um, well, that is kind of the whole point of going on a date with someone. To learn about who they are…” You teased, hoping this was putting you on lighter ground. He didn’t seem… uninterested at least.

The teasing worked, because suddenly he was blinding you with a grin.

He crossed his arms and squinted at you, grinning wider, “So you LIKE me?”

“Eddie! Answer me!”

“I’m sorry! Sorry! Obviously, obviously I want to date you. I’m not entirely sure what you think you’re getting out of this situation, and I know you’re gonna get sick of me really quick, but if you’re willing to low ball yourself to my—“

“Eddie,” you repeated, putting a hand on your hip.

He raised an eyebrow.

“Just shut up,” you told him.

He grinned like a fucking cat, stepping toward you, “See? Told ya you’d get tired of me quickly.”

You scoffed, “Ed—“

He took your face in his hands and kissed you. And oh, god, maybe the constant desire to hurl yourself into a black hole all week was worth it because Jesus Christ his lips were soft and he was holding you like you were precious and like you were his.

You pulled away eventually, breathless and laughing as you leaned your forehead on his.

His face dropped to a look of horror in an instant, and you were back to feeling deeply ill. Oh, fuck, did he not like the kiss? How could it possibly keep getting worse?!?

“Oh my god, I’ve been so rude to you this week!”

You exhaled, relieved that was what he was worked up about.

“It’s okay,” you assured.

“It most certainly is not!”

“Eddie--“

“If anyone else treated the girl I was dating like that and made her cry, I would literally go kick their teeth in.”

You giggled, “As admirable as that is, I prefer your teeth as they are.”

“Okay, then think of something else. Anything. You name it.”

“Go on a real date with me?”

“That’s a reward, not a punishment.”

“Go on a real date with me to the movies and buy my body’s weight worth of popcorn for me?”

He grinned, “Atta girl.”

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[ EDDIE’S POV ]

A/N: Hi hi hi hi!!!!!

Please please please comment all ur thoughts below! I’m obsessed with this boy so much let’s talk about himmmmm.

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[loserforeddie]

Worlds Apart

(Yes the title is based on Separate Ways by Journey)

Summary: You and Eddie Munson had decided to keep your relationship a secret, but still, it was hard to keep his hands to himself when you wore your cheer uniform.

Eddie Munson x cheerleader! reader

warning: a lil jealousy, moaning, neck kissing, lowkey nsfw? thigh grabbing, secret relationship.

It’s kinda short lol sorry

Word count: 1527

Enjoy!

. . . 

As you jumped up and down, your skirt flowing around your thighs as your pom-poms shaked in your hands as you smiled at the crowd. 

It was just practice, but your outside practices always gathered a crowd, and you couldn’t say you minded. It was nice to see people getting excited to see you and your friends perform.

All the eyes being on you, watching with such intent. It made your heartbeat a little faster. More excited. You loved the cheering and praise you all got from the crowd, loving the way other little girls would try hard to follow your moves.

And yet, your eye’s searched for one person and one person only. Your boyfriend, Eddie Munson.

You couldn’t help but bite your lip out of nervousness, your eyes searching the crowd desperately.

And then, there he was. A bit behind the bleachers, but his eyes locked on you.

His eyes were only on you, only on your body, as if his eyes physically couldn’t look away.

You smiled at him, winking before you went into a heel stretch, your skirt flying up revealing your skin-tight shorts. 

You knew exactly how much he loved your cheer skirt. For someone who hated the popular crowd, he sure did love your cheer uniform.

You saw him smile at you, his eyes traveling down your legs. He may have been trying to hid himself away from the crowd, but he stuck out like a sore thumb, and you loved it. 

You and Eddie had been dating for over seven months now. And you still couldn’t believe it, the freak and the cheerleader, who would have thought? Certainly not you two, that's for sure. But, here you both were, dating and madly in love with each other.

You loved how dorky Eddie was, his nerdy and charismatic personality winning you over. Besides, you never liked jocks anyway.

And Eddie was so sweet to you. Always up for anything you wanted to do, always buying you anything your eyes would even glimpse at. He would always have a hand on you, on your thigh, your hand, your hair. He just loved touching you. Anything you wanted in this whole world, Eddie wouldn’t think twice before giving it to you.

God, Eddie Munson was going to be the death of you.

The one thing about your relationship was that it was secret. No one knew, no one.

Well, besides Eddie’s uncle. 

You two had decided early on into the relationship that you two wanted to keep things only between you two. Not having it out in the open made you two feel safe and better about your relationship.

But now, now you wished so bad that you could show him off. Call him yours. Kiss him deeply in public. Feels his hands on you during class, oh how you would probably die if he felt you up during class-

“Y/N!” Chrissy Cunningham squealed excitedly, “That was a good practice! You did really good.”

You smiled at Chrissy, nodding your head, “Yeah totally! Oh my god Chriss you did so well!”

As you and Chrissy talked, you felt a hand on your shoulder, “Look at you two! You both did so well!”

Your shoulders couldn’t help but cringe as you felt Jasons' hands on you, but you smiled. “Thanks, Jason!”

Chrissy smiled at him as he snaked an arm around her, “So, what are you guys up to tonight? Patrick is throwing a party tonight. Y/N you should totally come! In fact, I know Patrick has had his eye on you for a while,” Jason winked at you as you mentally threw up.

“O-oh…um no. Sorry, I promised I’d uh- help my mom today. But you guys have fun!”

You Quickly avoided any other questions that Jason had for you. making your way over to the bleachers.

But he was nowhere to be seen, as you checked the other side, you realized that your long-haired boyfriend was nowhere to be found.

“Damn it,” you sighed.

The sight of Jason must have scared him off, must have brought him back to reality, and made him realize that you two couldn’t be seen together.

Your body shivered at the thought. Maybe it was weird, to be turned on by the prospect of how taboo your relationship was. About how no one, besides you two, knew about what you were doing.

But your body felt electric, electric at the thought of having him all to yourself. Leading a double life, as a goody-two-shoes cheerleader, and as Eddie Munson's lover.

But in times like this, you did wish that you could be open. Open about your relationship, to tell your friends that you weren't going to help your mom with some chores, but instead we're going to go and see your boyfriend. Watch a stupid horror movie, cuddle up on the couch as you held his hand, knowing your lips would somehow find his by the end of the night.

You wanted desperately to tell everyone that they were wrong about Eddie Munson, that he was a sweet, gentle, and caring person. That he was the kindest and most considerate man you’ve ever met. That he was so handsome, sometimes you could barely look away from his face.

And it pissed you off, how wrong they were, how they didn’t understand him like you did.

You kicked a rock away from your foot, needing to get your frustration out.

As you made your way over to the changing rooms, still frustrated and still upset about the fact that Eddie had left due to your friends, you felt a hand tug at your skirt.

You whipped around, preparing to slap whoever hand it was away. But only two see to shining deep brown eyes staring back at you

“Eddie!” you scolded, “What are you-”

Before you could say anything else, his hands grabbed yours, tugging you away.

And you let him, his hand intertwined in yours, as you let him lead you away to the nearby forest, watching as his face remained composed but the light in his eyes never faded.

You swallowed thickly, sometimes it was hard to know what he was thinking. Those deep brown eyes never betrayed any emotion that he truly felt. Sometimes you wish desperately to reach into his mind, to know exactly what he was planning.

 But maybe that was another thing to love about him, his mystery.

“Eddie, what is this,” you asked.

When Eddie was sure that no one could see you too, he pursues his lips and turned to you. “Sorry,” he said, “ I just needed you to get away from those guys. I just… I wanted to talk to you.”

You quirked an eyebrow, “Talk about what?”

Eddie sighed, looking away from you. “Well for one,” he took a step closer to you, “I really like the skirt.”

You felt a hand come over your exposed thigh, his cold rings making you flinch with the contrast of his warm hands.

He now had you pinned up against a tree, his face dangerously close to yours. So close- in face- you could hear his breathing. And by god, did you want to kiss him.

“And for two,” he said, his voice in your ear, “who the fuck is Patrick?”

You sighed. Eddie wasn’t the jealous type, he truly wasn’t. But considering how your relationship was known by only you two, he had a problem getting a little more protective.

“Some jock guy. Friends of Jasons. He…he asked me out a few days ago.”

Eddie shot back, his hand leaving your thigh as if you burned him. 

“What? And you didn’t think to tell me?”

You gave him a quizzical look. He normally was very chill, he was normally the more sensible one in your relationship. Although some may find that hard to believe. 

“I didn’t because I didn’t think it mattered. Eddie, I love you. And I’ve never even thought about anyone else, much less Patrick.”

Eddie bit his lip, “So what you’re saying is,” his hands coming back to your waist, “You’re all mine?”

You rolled your eyes, “Yes, Eddie,” your arms wrapped around his shoulders, “I’m all yours.”

Eddie gave you that dorky smile you loved so much, “Good, because I’m all yours sweetheart.”

His lips came crashing down on yours, and you couldn’t help but smirk as you felt his body against yours. His hands coming to squeeze your thighs before moving to your hips. 

As you both deepend the kiss, you noticed just how exposed you both were, in the middle of the woods somewhere. 

You pulled back, but Eddie just used that as an excuse to attack your neck. 

“Eddie,” you hated how his name came out in a moan, “Eddie, we should go back to your house. Yeah? I can…” you let out another moan as he bit down on your neck.

You could feel Eddies smirk on your skin, “You can show me what, sweetheart?”

You bit you lip, hard, before saying, “I can show you a few new moves. But some I learned only for you.”

Eddie’s face shot back from your neck, looking into your eyes.

“God,” he said breathlessly, “I love you.

. . . 

A little short I know, but it’s my first story for this blog so I hope you like it :)

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[in-my-shifting-era]

The Cheerleader and The Freak

Eddie Munson {Angst}

Summary: You’re a cheerleader and have a secret crush on Eddie Munson and finally asks him on a date. Eddie doesn’t respond how you would have hoped; leading your crush turning close to hatred for the metal head.

Warning: fem reader and use of y/n. Swearing and Eddie’s being mean to the reader. Cheerleader stereotype and a miscommunication trope. Reader is a senior in high school (18)

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Being a cheerleader has placed you into the popular crowd at Hawkins High. Popular enough to be co- caption of the cheer squad with your childhood best friend Chrissy Cunningham. You’re well liked by all your peers and get good grades. You fit into the mold like a glass slipper.

As constricting as the mold is its all you know since most of your friends are on the cheer squad or the basketball team. You don’t agree with what your friends think of Eddie and his Hellfire club. You actually find Eddie’s long hair and his “nerdy” interests to be charming. You’ve had a crush on him since you started having more classes with him last year.

You’ve done nothing about this crush but peak glances of him when you can and gush to your close friend Nancy Wheeler about it. A bit worried of what anyone on the cheer squad would think of your crush, even Chrissy. This is until Nancy told you Eddie had tried to rent the horror movie you rented over the weekend from Family Video from Steve Harrington.You saw this as your ticket to talking to him, a common ground. All day you have been hyping yourself up to ask him if he wanted to watch the movie with you. When your last class ended you quickly gathered your binders and sling your backpack over your shoulder and rushed to meet him near his locker where you knew he’d be since it was a Hellfire day and he’d need his journal.

You see the metal head with his head down as he gets to his locker and works on the combination to open it swiftly; an adorable smile finding his face as he gathers his things. Knowing now is your best chance you shake of your nerves and walk over to him and tap his shoulder lightly offering a soft smile when he looks over at you.

As his eyes fall onto your own you see his face fall to confusion at your sudden presence behind him. “Uh if you want weed I’m not selling to you in the hall. I sell behind the school.” His tone almost sounds annoyed as he speaks making you almost lose all confidence in talking to him. You decide to go against the thought and offer a soft laugh. “No I’m not trying to buy. I was actually going to ask if you’d maybe like to watch the new Nightmare On Elm Street with me.”

Eddie’s look of confusion moves to a disapproving head shake . “What kind of bet did you lose princess? Asking someone out as some joke wasn’t funny in middle school so try harder the next time you wanna fuck with the freak.” A harsh slam of the metal locker makes you jump out of your skin and shrink into yourself a bit as the noise gathers the attention of the other people around you in the hall.

“Eddie I wasn’t asking as a joke I-” you’re shaky attempt to explain your actions are cut off by Eddie stepping close to you and getting close to your face. “I don’t want to go on some stupid date with you y/n! Go run off back to your little Pom Pom club and stay the hell away from me.” Eddie’s shoulder checks your small frame roughly as he pushes past you in the direction of the drama club.

You shutter lightly as he pushes past you. Eyes burn into you from all directions from the bystanders of your rejection. You stumble your way out the back doors of the school to your car to cry off the embarrassment you feel. Eddie Munson is a real asshole.

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-Eddie’s POV-

The basketball team does everything they can to make Eddie’s like a living hell. The newest addition is getting a cheerleader to ask him out on a date as a joke. Y/n y/ln just happened to be the girl who picked the short straw before practice it looks like. Eddie has been the butt of one too many jokes from the jocks that he believes the only way to get back at them is to make one if their own feel as low as they make him feel ever day.

After the whole scene in the hallway he walks into the drama room fuming. He anger radiating off him as he tosses his bag down and starts setting up for the campaign. As the rest of the club trickle in they see their dungeon master is in a bad mood and pray they all service this campaign. After fighting for their lives in the game Hellfire is forced to come to a pause as after school activities are over. Dustin is the only one brave enough to ask the dungeon master why he seems so fired up this session.

“Eddie man is everything okay. That was a fun game but you seemed a little off.” The freshman ment well with his comment but Eddie only thought about the joke and huffed loudly. “Those laundry basket game assholes had y/n y/ln try asking me out as some sick joke before Hellfire.” Eddie shoves his notebook in his bag angrily as he cleans up.

Dustin gives his leader a shocked look. “Y/n is one of the nicest cheerleaders I’ve ever meet Eddie! She’s friends with Nancy. What if she as being sincere?” Eddie only rolls his eyes at Henderson’s naïve view. “Cheerleaders don’t go for us freaks Henderson trust me.” Dustin sighs lightly and turn to Mike. “Mike has met y/n ! Would she ask someone out as a joke?”

Mike looks over at Dustin at the mention of his name having heard everything Eddie said about the cheerleader and ponders for a moment. “Honestly Eddie I don’t think she would. Actually I think I heard Nancy on the phone last night encouraging her to ask some guy out just last night. Said Steve had some insight on a new Horror movie she rented over the weekend.”

Eddie’s heart thumps in his chest as small ping of regret forms in the pit of his stomach. “Wait I tried to rent the new Nightmare on Elm Street last night and Steve said someone was already renting it. There’s no way.” Y/n’s word play over in Eddie’s head. You where being genuine in your movie date gesture and he rejected you, harshly. Dustin game him an ‘I told you so.’ look.

Eddie dropped his dice and notebook quickly onto the table and rush out if the drama quickly to find y/n and get some clarification on her date offer.

- Reads POV-

You skipped cheer practice after Eddie’s public rejection in the hallway. The rejection isn’t what hurt but the reason for it. Eddie let your social status as a cheerleader make you just as bad as the meat head jocks who bully him. If he wanted to believe in the bitchy cheerleader stereotype that’s what he’d get from now on.

You sat in your car your embarrassment and heartbroken tears replaced with angry and frustrated ones. You hadn’t realized how long you had been in your car till a rapid tapping against your drivers side window makes your head shot up.

Your bloodshot eyes meets a gentle brown pair, Eddie Munson. His face visibly falls as he realizes you’ve been crying. You roll your eyes and wipe your eyes and quickly grab your keys to start the car when he knocks again. “Y/n wait! Please talk to me. I want to apologize for how I reacted to you today.”

You laugh at his words. The laugh isn’t your usual soft giggle. It’s almost a scoff. “Eddie I don’t wanna hear anything you have to say.” Your words sting as they leave your lips. Eddie leans against your car gently and takes a shaky breath his hair falling in front of his face lightly.

“Please. I know I was a real asshole but you have to understand I’m not use to pretty girls actually wanting to talk to me.” Eddie offers you a shy smile as he looks at you softly through the closed window of your car. You start the car making Eddie move off quickly. “Fuck off Eddie Munson and stay the hell away from me.” Using Eddie’s own it’s against him you pull out of the school’s parking. Leaving Eddie feeling like an idiot for letting the girl he’s had a crush on for years hate him.

Another Eddie one because well I love him and angst is my favorite. Also thanks for the love on the last post! I’m open to feed back if you guys have any. Or if you have any requests I’d be happy to do some.

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[harringtons-cupid]

Eddie Munson

This is 18+ content do not continue if you are under 18, you will be blocked.

Imagines:

➻Perv!Eddie

➻I’ll keep you warm

➻ You’re in the kitchen humming

➻Eddie x Cheer!reader

➻ Bonus night

➻Coming out to Eddie

➻ Hellfire help Eddie set up a date with you

➻You have the attention of Steve and Billy but you choose Eddie

➻Eddie rewards you

➻A good morning to you

Fanfictions

➻I might be in love (complete)

➻The Bat

➻ Just wanna be yours

➻Holding out for you (complete)

➻Mary

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[daintylovers]

eddie and his innocence kink has me raging rn. he knows your too good and naive to be out in the real world, so he slowly but surely makes sure he is around you 100% of the time. constantly around for those cheer practices of yours, so you never have to walk alone. i mean you are just too young, even for him. and he knows it. which makes him want you even more. in reality, you really aren't all that young, 18 is a perfectly acceptable age. but when remembering this is his third senior year, it really does make you seem very young and impressionable. and after all, who would know what's best for you better than he would. because it's true, he knows what you need better than anyone. he knows how you need his big hands to wrap around your throat when you get a little too mouthy. a gentle squeeze is all it takes. or how when you are squirming under his watchful gaze, all you need is those long fingers to stuff themselves into your tight little cunt. and if his fingers aren't enough, his cock is always available. you would never be able to guess how often he dreams of splitting you open, bouncing you on his lap as your moans fill the entirety of his trailer. only he would be able to take care of you, as well as you need. only he could be the one to take care of that feeling between your legs, that you don't fully understand. only him...

#eddie munson smut #eddie x cheerleader!reader #stranger things #stranger things 4 #stranger things x reader #eddie munson

[scarletslxt]

Nothing in my brain but eddie x cheerleader!reader. Him showing up to the basketball games to support you (despite everyone giving him weird looks for being ‘Hawkins’ freak) and you helping him out in his trailer for his dnd sessions.

You remember the first time you actually showed up to one of Hellfire Clubs session and everyone (especially mike and dustin) went crazy because why in the world is THE y/n l/n sitting on Eddie Munsons lap?

Your favourite thing about Eddie is the fact that even after everyone’s constant teasing of him being a weirdo and how strange your relationship is , he doesn’t let anyone get to him. He loves you unconditionally and he wouldn’t let anyone ruin it.

And although Eddie absolutely adores you and everything you do, one of his favourite thing about you and the dynamic of your relationship is that he had corrupted you.

Before meeting Eddie you had always paid attention to school, you had never smoked, and you definitely had never had sex with anyone! Most of the time you think that it’s a good thing that you had met Eddie so that he could teach you more of these things <3

#just thoughts #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #eddie x cheerleader!reader

[crochetotterblog]

Our Little Secret

Chapter 4: Squeak?

Word Count: 3,623💕

Eddie was trying to touch his shoulder blades with his hand, trying to rub the pain away. Only for him to wince more, Dustin put his hand on his shoulder blades. "What the fu-"

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Warnings: Mike being a creep (only talked about once), bat eddie, talk about trauma, girls sleepover (caught having what some would call a “sexy pillow fight”, stalkerish bat eddie, Chrissy being the sweetest queer queen of Hawkins, bat eddie scaring reader and Chrissy (biting them, gently, like not drawing blood), anything else I forgot please tell me

Dustin didn't finish his sentence, before he was thrown across the lot with inhuman amount of force. Hitting into someone car, poor Dustin, he dented someone's car, but at least nothing was broken. Just some bruised ribs and soreness, he is completely fine. Lifting his head to rush back over to Eddie only to be greeted, with no one there, "Eddie," he asked. No response, what is he supposed to do? His idol disappeared into thin air, what else are you to do when they just disappear. The only thing that was left of Eddie was, his shoes, his white nikes...just there. He began to panic, his best friend is gone, no one could have kidnapped him though; 6'0 guy (Eddie in S4 is 5'10), with tattoos, long hair, resting bitch face? No match for a creep really.

squeak?

sque-SQUEAK!?

Dustin's eyes widened, simething was squeaking at him, a mouse? Chipmunk? "I must be going crazy.." he smacked his forehead with his palm; when he removed his hand, something was weighing on his hat but it was staring right at him upside down. Dustin let out a dramatic gasp, which was quickly followed by him screaming and screeching, “Ew, get off! OFF” he yelled jumping around and smacking himself just to get the bat off of him. “Squeak” Eddie hissed. Dustin had no way to understand this creature. Covering his face in his hands, he peered through his fingers to find the bat, calmly, flapping its’ wings and looking straight at him; then he noticed the jean vest, the curly hair, the Hellfire shirt it was wearing, “Eddie?” He asked, the bat nodded. “Squeak, squeak squeak— SQUEAKKKKKK” he chirped. The only face Dustin could make was:

As he stood there, staring at his best friend. “Can you turn back?” He asked, only for the bat to stop flapping its wings to shrug, slowly begin to fall then start flapping again. “Ok, um…” Dustin grabbed his walkie, smashed the button down, “Guys, we have a problem” he spoke. Only for Mike to answer, “What do you me-“Eddie started up again, “Squeak”, “Eddie turned into a bat….” Dustin whispered, with the faint sounds of squeaking coming from his shoulder. Eddie was freaking out, you, his girlfriend were expecting him to visit at some point today, he didn’t know if you were staying at your place or his, either way he would check, they always had a plan, but this was unexpected. Nothing wrong with that, just, well, never mind..

Dustin opened his shirt pocket, moitioned Eddie to sit in it as he basically ran to Mikes’. Which, lucky for the both of you, you lived right behind the Wheelers’ house, specifically, behind Mikes’ room. Before you had met Mike, and before his sister Nancy told you he finally got a girlfriend. You would catch him a few times watching you, on rare occasions while you came into your room in a towel, or were changing, luckily, nothing was shown to ruin your modesty. Back to the whole, ‘Eddie is a fucking bat and he doesn’t know how to either change back or if he can change back’ situation. Dustin didn’t even knock, just bursted through the door, Max, Lucas and Mike and El were waiting for him. Dustin panting like an cheetah who just lost its meal that out ran it. Dustin leaned forward, his hands on his knees as he gasped for air, fanning himself in between long gasps. Eddie popped his head out from Dustins pocket, Lucas let out a blood curdling girly scream at his bat DM. Eddies’ ears fell down to the loud noise he was making, causing a small whine to come from the small animal. “Squeak” he said. Everyone looked at him tilting their heads, “Uh—“ Mike said, “Does anyone speak bat?” He asked, Eddie just smacked his fluffy forehead with his wing, he sighed the flew over to Mikes desk for a pen and piece of paper. And he began to scribble with the heavy plastic pen, ‘hey’ he wrote. El and Max smiled at each other, “Awwww you’re cute” Max said, “Can I hold ‘em?” She asked, Dustin shrugged, looking at Eddie he didn’t seem like he wanted to be touched. “Max, maybe we shouldn’t touch a random bat” Lucas stated. Eddie cursed Lucas out in Batnese and crossed his little wings across his chest, bringing a small chuckle from the girls and Dustin.

‘Not sure how to turn back, but, um, I don’t know what to do’ he wrote. Dustin nodded, “You stay here? My moms cat might try to eat you while you sleep and I don’t think Lucas or Max want you in their house” he chuckled. Eddie sighed and nodded looking over at Dustin and giving a small squeaky hug. He wrote one finally request: ‘Can someone get me some pretzels and some kind of fruit?” for some reason, he is craving fruits, could he be a fruit bat? Do those exist? Max and El sat at the window smiling and chatting about their lives. Eddie flew to sit on the windowsill. Watching the sun start to fall, changing the blue sky to an orangeish pinkish gradient. He sighed again, which only came out a soft squeak. Mike came back with the things Eddie had asked for, setting them next to him. Eddies eyes widened, his ears flapped from excitement; as he stared at the bowl fo fruit and salty crackers. He picked up a blueberry, taking a big bite, at least big for bats. He wiggled his piggly wigglies staring out the window. Few minutes pass before he was halfway through his bowl, he had stopped eating, his tiny bat tummy was full of yummy goodness. Something caught Eddies eye though, he looked at the second story window of the house facing Mikes window. Chrissy? Chrissy in a green spaghetti strap tank-top, short shorts, with a pillow? He tilted his head at the sight. “Squeak” he whispered, catching their attention, and pointed to the house, “Squeak squeak?” He chirped, Mike look where he was pointing and spoke, “Y/N L/N’s bedroom window?” He asked. Eddies ears shot up, a small smirk crept across is soft face, watching the window with his face smashed against the glass. Breathing heavily, watching, “What are you doing Ed-“ before Dustin could finish, there you were, wearing something Eddie had always longed for you wear when you would spend the night.

Even though this is something not that special, something about you wearing booty shorts that hugged your waist perfectly, not to tight and not to loose, a small crop top shirt, something that if you lift your arms up to high, your tits would fall out. Though you were with Chrissy was planning on leaving Jason for some girl she met at Cheer camp (can’t remember if I said they were a thing or not, but roll with it; please? Thanks). She knew you loved her and didn’t care who she loved, just as long as she was happy you were happy. Then again, she would never hurt a fly, you would be the one to let your anger express her own rage. She didn’t like violence of anykind. Made her feel horrible. You appeared in the window, with a pillow raised above your head. Before you could swing at your bestfriend; she through M&M’s at you, the small brown pack hit your face and you watched as it fell. Only for your lips to blow raspberries and form into a loud laugh. You laughed so hard you lost your footing falling on your ass, Chrissy leaned down to help you up, while she was laughing. Big mistake: laughing and trying to either get up or help someone up results in you staying on the ground holding your sides, tears beginning to form from the severe laugh cramps you got in your sides. Your laughter could be heard from across the street, Eddie smiling seeing you so happy. His breath fogged up the glass, he rubbed two eye holes to continue looking through, he started to bounce on the balls of his paws, soft hums could be heard from the small guy. Once you and Chrissy, stopped laughing, you moved to sit on your bed, facing each other smiling, still slightly giggling.

—Y/N’s pov—

“Chris, what am I going to do with you?” I asked, giggling, “Well you will love me, and I will love you as long as you make your famous brownies everyday” she snickered. I just giggled at how food horny she was. “I love you more, so, tell me about this girl space friend of yours” I hugged the bat plush Eddie had gotten me, (ironic huh?), waiting for her response. “Well, I mean she is everything that Jason isn’t-“ I interrupted her, “Like being a girl?” I asked, she punched me in the arm chuckling, “No—well yes, shut up” she sighed with a smile. “She has this soft, sweet voice, like an angel; from the heavens. Her dark hair, it shines in the sun, like it will look brown when it is really almost jet black. She is everything, funny, kind, smart, amazing listener. You’d like her” she smiled. I smiled back at her, all giddy. “I would love to meet her” I smiled. Chrissy went on, about how she wanted to break the news to the girl, to how to break things off with Jason, I just sat there and listened.

A chill shot up my spine. I shivered. “You okay?” Chrissy asked, with a concerned look in her eyes. “I don’t know, but I feel like I’m being watched”, “You mean by the group of freshmen staring at us through their window?” She asked, without any care. She wasn’t laughing, smirkering, or freaked out. I turned to my window to spot Mike and his friends, staring. He closed his curtains in embarassment. “How much did they see and hear?” I asked, she shrugged, “I hope they didn’t see the bra comparison moment we had..” I said rubbing my neck. “If they did, I doubt they would talk about it” she smiled. “You’re right”, I gave her a tight hug, and continued to listen.

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Eddie had an idea, since your window was open, he thought about scaring you. He took off his jean vest and Hellfire tee, grabbed the pen and scribbled, ‘I’m going to scare them, open the window’ he squeaked, flapping his wings waiting for the window to open, they opened the curtains, slightly to wtach. Eddie flew out the window, heading straight towards you. He squeaked aggressively flying around your room, Chrissy got up from the bed screaming and pointing at him, you turned around to see nothing, but when you looked back at Chrissy she pointed to your chest. You looked down, balls of sweat rolling down your temples, to see, a bat, perched on your chest, it looked up at you and- chomp. You panicked and got up shaking your shirt to get it off. “Do something!” You scream, “What do you want me to do?!” She screamed back at her, Eddie bit you once more on your chest before flying around your room again. Both of you freaking out, even though you loved bats, them being your favorite animal and all, but theme doing something like this freaked you out more than anything. Chrissy started to shed tears, you were trying to run away from the bat, covering your head, trying to grab a bag or at least something to trap it and take it outside to be free. Bat Eddie, was laughing so hard, only thing that came out were squeaks as he continued to cackle.

"Call someone!" Chrissy screamed covering her head. Eddie perched himself on top of your dresser, and watached you two. "Is it gone?" You asked. You close your window in hopes that the bat had left. Dustin started to freak out, Eddie is interrupting a cheerleader sleepover. Y/N and Chrissy, big mistake. Dustin shook Mike, "We have to get him out of there" he screeched. Mike still in shock staring at the window, nodded slowly. First off how would they get Eddie out of the sleepover? "Chris, that was the scariest thing to ever happen in my life" you said with a giggle wiping the sweat from your forehead. Chrissy fell on her back, panting, "I hate nature" she laughed. You nodded in agreement, "Eddie, told me we would be back, it's almost 2am" Eddie, was shocked to hear you talk about him to Chrissy Cunningham. Chrissy sighed, "I'm sure he is just being a boy, hell his hand could be down his pants for hours before he can come get the real thing" she said with a wink, your cheeks flushed with a bright shade of red. You chuckled awkwardly, "Actually, tell me, how is he in bed?" She said sitting up, "I'm gay, don't worry" she laughed. You punched her in the shoulder playfully, "If you so desire to know, he is great; half the time I can't fucking walk" you laughed. Chrissy jaw fell slack, "Eddie 'the freak' Munson, is an animal?!" She shouted. You shushed her, waving your hands around to motion her voice down. "Yes" you sighed giggling. Chrissy stood up and began to jump and hug you. "My baby's all grown up" she sniffled, "What are the baby names?" She ushered, "Eh—" you said. "I'm not pregnant nor plan to get pregnant anytime soon..." "Oh I know, just want to know your plan" she smiled. You shook your head giggling, "Fine fine, if it's a girl I have thought about Isabel, and if it's a boy, Eddie Jr." you giggled, she smirked, grabbing your hands and holding them, rubbing circles on the back of your hands,"Beautiful, I think he'd like a Jr, I mean, think about it, 'Eddie II', start the chain early so it can continue" she smiled, you shook your head smiling, "Yeah, anyway, I'm going to get something to eat" Chrissy dropped your hands, nodded and stood up, "I'll come along". You both walk out of your room and downstairs, Chrissy puts on one of your cassettes, a lovey dovey mix that Eddie had made for you.

"Brownies?" You asked, "YES" Chrissy screamed, you laugh at her excitement, rolling your eyes. Eddie followed you guys quietly, not saying a word and dodging anything that would make him either squeak or that he could knock over. Meanwhile, Dustin and the group are all rushing out of Mikes window, all the boys falling out of the window while Max and El, got out without a problem. The girls laugh at the boys struggling. Eddie began to feel weird, he flew back to your bedroom, he spotted the kids, they weren't looking at him, but they heard a struggle. Looking up they see bat Eddie struggling to stay afloat. Then their DM appears, with not shirt on. No big deal right? But they quickly saw the red blush appear on his face as he rushed to cover himself. "I guess, taking off my small bat clothes meant everything?" He whispered, he waved at the kids worried. Pointing to the front door, trying to have them distract the girls. Dustin nodded giving him a thumbs up rushing to the door. Mike stayed to watch Eddie struggle ne search through your drawers, throwing your panties, bras and lingerie behind him looking for his spare clothes. He would sneak in every night that you weren't at his trailor, and since you have a drawer in his room, he must have one in yours. Finally finding his clothes he hopped around trying to put his boxers on along with his pants. He opened your window, holding his shirt while he struggled out, his pants not even button together, no belt, no shoes. Just a half dressed Eddie, holding a shirt, he jumped from the side of your house to meet up with everyone. Continuing to button his pants, and clip his belt. Dustin began to knock aggressively to get your attention, which he did. You both upset on who would be knocking at this time of night, or morning, whatever this is. You opened the door and were greeted by Dustin. You pursed your lips into a pout, “Can I help you?” You asked, annoyed. Dustin smiled, “I uh…fuck..I don’t rememeber why I knocked-“ he said, his mind blanker than a sheet of paper. “Oh okay, cya” you said before you started to close the door. “For fuck sake Red, NO” Eddie said loudly, making his voice crack. Chrissy walked up behind you, looking over your shoulder, “Awe, your cute” she said to Dustin, you walked past Dustin onto your porch to find your secret boyfriend, struggling to put a shirt on, while being poked in the stomach by Max. “STOP” he said with a laugh. You smirked, crossing your arms, and leaning on your hip. Once Eddie had gotten his head through the neck of his shirt, you snorted. “Seems, a bit to small for you, but I mean, nice rack” you said giggling. Eddie raised his eyebrow confused and looked down, to notice he was wearing your shirt, his face went pale and was replaced with a bright red, as this is what he saw:

“For fuck sake” he sighed. “I have no ideas you ha-“ you widened your eyes in protest of him finishing his sentence. El looked at you and at Eddie, “Finish Eddie” she said with a smile. Eddie closed his mouth, you jerked your head to the side of the house to talk to him, he sigh following you and rolling his rings around his fingers. Chrissy stepped out with Dustin, but Dustin was smiling and blushing. She stood out front with the kids, “Where did Y/N go? We are supposed to make her special brownies” she pouted, Mike pointed over to the two of you, in which, it seemed to be a heated argument. “Eddie, what the hell ar you doing here?” You whispered. “It’s a long story”, “I can wait” you snapped. He sighed, “Can I tell you later” he asked kicking a pebble. You pulled your lips together, letting out a frustrating sigh, you rolled your eyes, “Fine, but you need to take car of somethin for me” you said recrossing your arms across your chest. He smirked, “Oh really~?” He asked leaning towards your face, watching as red flooded your cheeks. He looked at your lips, then at you, “They are going to find out anyway sweetheart” you sighed, rolling your eyes wrapping your arms around his neck as he wrapped his around your waist, pulling you into him. “Mine, and you cannot leave” he snickered. You rolled your eyes, you opened your mouth to speak, but Eddie was one step ahead of you, he slammed his lips onto yours, letting his tongue enter your mouth. Your eyes widened, as you began to push yourself away from him, only to have him pull your waist closer. Everytime you tried to move away he deepened the kiss, you finally gave in when he slipped his hand into your shorts, kneading your ass. “Lace huh~” he smirked. You shook your head, before placing it into the crook of his neck.

Chrissy smiled and cheered for you, while the others screeched the words, “WHAT????” Chrissy laughed at the freshmen, putting her hands on her hips smiling. You looked over to see your best friend and Eddie’s sheep, staring, they watched it all unfold. You sigh, pulling Eddie’s hand out from your shorts and walking away, only for Eddie to run past you slapping your ass, almost a bit too hard. You yelped and held your ass rubbing at the pain. Eddie basically grabbed Dustin and held him for protection, “What just happened” he asked, “Slapped her ass, she mad now…” Eddie replied, “Edward Munson” you said in a very motherly tone, he yelped softly holding Dustin higher to hide himself. You shook your head and continued walking towards them, “Alright, come on in, we are making brownies” you said with a smile, Mike was concerned about what had just happened. His DM, slapped the ass of the head cheerleader, and she isn’t trying to eat him alive? You smiled again opening your front door to invite them in, they followed, Dustin wiggled his way out of Edde’s grip and ran to the nearest phone, to call Gareth and Jeff. Eddie walked in with everyone else to find his girlfriend, begin to make your brownies. Jeff and Gareth, didn’t take long to make it to your house, they knocked, and were greeted with Eddie in a skin tight white shirt, pumpkins on his chest with honey hands pinching his nipples.

“Uh” they both said, “Don’t ask” he said ushering them in. 20 minutes later the brownies were finished, before you could take a bite of your hot treat, you and Eddie were flooded with questions, you both looked at each other and laughed.

End

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[eddiesbigolepp]

that’s just too bad

synopsis: munson got his hands on a film camera and thinks he can get away with all the sneaky pictures he’s taking of you

pairing: eddie munson x cheerleader!reader

word count: 1319

warnings: 18+ (minors dni), perv!eddie, swearing, smut, nudity, drugs, genetailia. general nsfw themes

a/n: these memories are in chronological order from strangers to friends to lovers, just so you know!

the smell of the trailer is odd. a mix of dirty clothes, weed and whatever cologne eddie adorned. but it smelled familiar, almost like home. waking up in that familiar bed, the familiar sheets meant it was always going to be a great morning. but the flash of light that woke you up said other wise.

you wince slightly at the flash, burying your face into the pillow closest to you. eventually, you open your eyes and find a camera staring back at you. held by none other than your loving boyfriend, the one, the only, eddie munson. he wore a cheeky smile, like he knew he was guilty but could get away with it. “you’re awake,” he says, joint hanging loosely from his lips as he lets the camera hang from his neck.

you scan over his body as he kneeled at the edge of the bed. last nights activities replaying in your head as you see the bruised mark above the waistband of his boxers. your lips turn upwards as you remember. “i wonder why,” you reply, motioning toward his new prized possession. “what are you doing up so late anyway?” you question sitting up in the bed. you instinctively hold onto the thin flat sheet that covered your naked body and look at his face.

“stay still, just like that.” he smirks, pulling the camera up to his eye and quickly getting his picture before you protest.

“eddie what are you doing?” you ask pulling the joint from his lips to take a drag.

“oh that’s even better sweetheart,” he groans, smile growing wider as you roll your eyes and blow smoke into his lens. you were like art to him, and he couldn’t help but capture it. that’s the excuse he had lined up for you anyway.

“put that away and come back to bed,” you say, looking up at him so sweetly. it was your special move he liked to call it, he’d fall for it every time. he crawled back to his spot like clock work, camera still hanging on his neck like he couldn’t sleep without it. “i said to put it away,”

“but if i do then i can’t do this,” he says, quickly snapping another picture of you turning your face to look at him, blunt in hand, and dainty little pink panties peeking out from the bottom of the blanket. you’re ready to shove that camera to the floor and then head to sleep like it was no problem at all. but you weren’t that cruel, and you definitely weren’t going to pay for a replacement.

“do you always take pervy pictures of me when you think i’m not looking?” you ask laying back right into the nook of his shoulder. you turn your head to look up at blushed cheeks and a frozen face of terror. you’ve got him right where you want him.

“what are you talking about, i take tasteful pictures of you.” he counters looking back down at you. you take a long drag of the joint and giggle up at him.

“is that so?”

“of course! i would never take ‘pervy pictures’ of you, i just thought you looked sweet sleeping in my bed.” he tries to reason but you already know what he’s been up to.

“so taking pictures of me sleeping in just my under wear isn’t pervy?”

“think of it as endearing, plus you had the blanket over you!” he adds

“what about taking pictures of me when i’m stretching for practice?” you question pulling the joint to your mouth with a cocky smile.

“i.. i uh..” he stutters, closing his eyes and remembering how he hid behind the bleachers trying to spark up a blunt. he didn’t realize that you and your team were going to practice your stunts until you walked onto the field. the lot of you dropped your bags off at the stands and started stretching. he remembers seeing you bend over just mere feet from the bleachers “no shorts? naughty little cheerleader..” he mumbles to himself pulling the camera out to take a quick pic of your lacy little panties. he forgot to turn the flash off though, and when your head whipped around he ducked hard and hid behind the pile of duffel bags until you turned back around.

“or what about that time you took a picture of me while i was tanning by the pool?” he remembers it clear as day. you, laid out on one of the pool chairs glistening in the sunlight. he noticed you from a mile away, you and that tiny little bathing suit. the bright red one with white trim and stringy little straps. he just had to get a picture of it. he pulled his camera out from across the pool and quickly took a picture of you in all your glory. he still doesn’t know how he didn’t combust on the spot to this day. it was a sight for sore eyes to say the least. and those brown orbs were so so sore. he figured the hat over your head blocked your view of him taking your picture, or so he thought anyway.

“ohhh or that time we went to lovers lake, i should really leave a bathing suit in your van.” he sighs his hand coming up to run through his hair. that night was just impulse to put it plainly. you came up with the bright idea to go to lovers lake. he couldn’t pass up the idea of a night swim, and the summer heat was still annoying even at 11:47 pm. by the time he put his van in park, you were already pulling your shoes off running toward the water.“come on!” you call out pulling your shirt off and shimmying your shorts down. you slowly make your way into the water only waist deep when he pulled out the camera from the glove box to get a picture of you, moonlight illuminating your silhouette and making your matching undergarments shine in the dark. “eddie hurry!”

“or even that time when i was changing after my shower, i still lost those damn black panties” his hands ball into a fist and he remembers that time he was going to sneak into your house. he saw you in your window as he parked across the street. he was meant to be sneaking in but he couldn’t help but stare at you through your open window, completely enamored but your naked frame and eyes lust filled. he grabbed his camera from his bag held it up to his eye. he smirks, and starts heading over to climb up your house to sneak in. he climbs through your window as you pull your shirt over your head and he smiles, kissing you sweetly. as you turn to hang your towel he spots your panties in the hamper and snatches them, stuffing them into his pocket. “two for one” he chuckles to himself.

“or when we were just right here, and you had me cuffed to the bed, arched just right for you, you have a bunch of pictures from tonigh-“

“i get it i get it! but that doesn’t make me a perv it just makes me an appreciative boyfriend! and i will stand my ground.” he says cutting your off and looking down at you as you lazily take yet another drag from his blunt. “i just love the way you look, you know that! i’d just like to keep something for when you’re not here! and that does not make me a perv, it makes me loyal to you and only you.” he ends, huffing and snatching the joint from your hand.

you shift from his shoulder to supporting yourself with your elbow as you blow the smoke out into his face.

“well that’s just too bad, i like pervs.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson smut #eddie stranger things #eddie x cheerleader!reader #eddie munson x cheerleader!reader #perv!eddie #stranger things #stranger things 4 #eddie #eddie smut

[biancadjarin]

Being home ec partners with perv!Eddie

18+

pairing: Perv!Em x Cheerleader!Fem!Reader

warnings: nothing too explicit here, use of mommy/daddy nicknames, mention of boner.

a/n: ok so after reading @mamibaddie ‘s perv!bestfriend!eddie hc’s I can’t get playing “mommy and daddy” with Eddie out of my head😔. I’m thinking this will be 2 maybe 3 parts.

Eddie’s leg bounces as Mötley Crüe flows through his headphones. He’s in the last desk in the back of the class. Home Economics. He figured it’d be an easy A and if he wants to graduate this year, he needs all the A’s he can get. Or at least a C.

He hasn’t been paying attention all class period, getting lost in his thick Hellfire notebook, planning the next campaign. He glances up occasionally to steal a look at you, sitting pretty in the second row, long hair thrown over your shoulder, short cheerleader skirt fanned around your waist and hanging off the edge of your seat.

You peek back at him when the teacher gives you free time toward the end of class. He looks so cute, usual scowl on his face as his tongue pokes out of his lips, hand moving quickly as he writes and doodles. You smile as you walk over to him.

You drop into his spread thighs, making yourself comfortable in his lap. His eyebrows furrow until his eyes shoot up and realize it’s you. Your glossy lips mouth something to him and he stares at you in a daze, free hand that isn’t holding his pen settled on your knee.

You push his headphones off his head, Vince Neil’s voice filling the space between you two until he clicks the tape player off. “What?” He croaks out, throat dry all of a sudden. “I said ‘hi daddy!’” you repeat in a sweet sing-song. His jaw drops, not sure he heard you right. You stare at him with wide eyes, expecting him to answer you.

“What?” He repeats, a little laugh escaping his lips this time. His eyes scan down your body, the little keyhole of skin peeking out of the middle of your cheer uniform catching his eye. The space right under your boobs, above your abdomen looks so smooth and soft. He just wants to lick it. And don’t even get him started on the thighs that are draped over his lap right now. He wants to lick every inch of them before splitting them open. “Were you not listening?” you ask him, hands softly cradling his cheeks to draw his attention back upward.

He shakes his head, gooey, warm brownie eyes hooded and soft as he stares at you from this close. You giggle, swatting at his chest. “We got paired up to do the class project together! I’m mommy.” You lean close to his face, poking the end of his nose with your finger, “And you’re daddy. Mrs. Quill is getting everyone’s fake babies right now.” He peers around your body, scanning the classroom and realizing the teacher isn’t there. So that’s why you’re sitting in his lap.

“Oh… ok. So that means you’re going to call me daddy all week?” You nod eagerly. “And I get to-I mean have to call you mommy?” “If you want to.” You say with a smile. The smile that makes Eddie’s head spin. Makes his brain turn to mush. The smile he wants to be the reason for.

“I was thinking maybe you come over tomorrow and we can get started?” You offer, sliding off his lap. Eddie holds your hips at first, hoping you’ll stay but then let’s you go when he sees the teacher walk back in. “I know you have Hellfire tonight and I have a game. So what do ya say?” You ask with a little excited bounce, fingers twisting together like a little kid asking for a present.

“Yeah, that sounds good. Mommy.” Eddie says, smirk on his lips. You clap your hands happily before bending down to give him a hug. “This is going to be so much fun.” You say as you give Eddie a kiss on the cheek. Your lips linger close to his ear, your warm breath making him shudder. “My parents are out of town so we can play house all weekend.” You lean back and smile politely like what you said didn’t just make Eddie’s already hardening cock get painfully erect. You bounce back to your desk, only the lingering smell of your vanilla cookie scented body lotion left in your wake.

You sit at your desk, fake baby already waiting for you. “Eddie look!” You say as you make the baby’s hand waive to him. “He has your eyes!”

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[ezm-imagines]

maybe it’s inevitable - eddie munson x reader

SUMMARY: You build up the courage to finally ask Eddie on a date! Buuut he thinks you’re just trying to buy drugs. 😬

TAGS: eddie munson x fem!cheerleader!reader,  angst to fluff, Eddie is an idiot who doesn’t believe you’d ask him out, pining., no season spoilees

WORD COUNT:  1.9k

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Eddie POV:

“What’s Y/N L/N doing staring at us?” Dustin asked aloud to the cafeteria table.

Eddie’s head snapped up from his lunch, but you were already turning back around to your table, “Dunno,” he replied under his breath.

“Maybe she’s finally noticed how Munson stares at her like a fucking puppy.”

Eddie shot his friend a deadly glare, “You wanna say that again, Jeff?”

His friend only smiled and took a gulp of his drink instead.

Eddie turned back to Y/N, “There’s nothing to notice anyway. She’s fucking Y/N L/N. Everyone in this whole school stares at her like that. What, she’d notice me more than any of the other hundreds of guys?”

“So you do admit you stare,” Dustin accused.

Eddie threw a nut at his face.

“She’s getting up,” Gareth announced, “Maybe she’s coming over here to tell you to stop being such a creep.”

Eddie rolled his eyes and turned to Gareth, “You’re one to ta—“

“Oh my god, she is coming over here,” Jeff breathed.

Eddie moved to look but Gareth caught his hand, “No! Don’t look. Innocent until proven guilty. You’ve never stared at her before in your whole life; she has no proof.”

Eddie trained his eyes on his tray, forcing himself not to look at you— something he was pretty good at by now.

But then the boys were right. You were sitting down. Right next to him. Whaaat the fuck. His eyes shot up to you, trying to make himself look not as terrified as he was right now.

“Hey,” you smiled softly. He swallowed. Oh, God, he’d never been this close to you before. You were so fucking pretty. And you smelled so pretty too. Oh God.

“Hi” he replied, as evenly as he could. What on earth were you doing over here? Talking to HIM? You’d never talked to him.

“You wanna maybe meet up this Saturday?”

All his excitement burned to ashes. So that was it. He should have fucking known. He’d had three other people come to him today alone for drugs for Saturday’s parties.

He couldn’t decide if he wanted to tell you to fuck off for getting his hopes up or if he should accept any scrap of time you were willing to offer, regardless of purpose. He decided on just acting like you were any other customer. Cuz apparently that’s all you wanted to be to him. Obviously. Should’ve known.

“Yeah. Sure,” he muttered.

“We… don’t have to,” you started to back out.

Okay, maybe he didn’t need to treat you that impersonally, “No, no, we… can. Uh. My place?” He offered that since it would mean less time he’d have to go out of his way for this. But he realized quickly you were the wrong crowd for that. You and all your friends wanted very little to do with him; you guys always requested somewhere as hidden as possible. “Or we could meet in the—“

“No! Your place is fine! Uh, how’s 6 sound?

Eddie nodded. 6. Yup. Perfect timing to get weed just before going to a party.

“Cool. See you then.” And then you were retreating back to the safety of your table.

“See?” Eddie told the table once you were out of earshot, “Nothing to notice. She just wanted drugs. Of course.”

Eddie stood up from his seat and left the cafeteria. He wasn’t hungry anymore, anyway.

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Eddie scrubbed a hand over his face when he heard the knock.

“Let’s just get this over with,” he grumbled.

He opened the door, and Jesus fucking Christ.

There you were, wearing the cutest outfit he’d ever seen you in, with your hair all tied up as usual and your cute hands playing with your fingernails nervously. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

Maybe just for a moment he could pretend you were a pretty girl here for a date, and not for a business exchange before you would go back to pretending he didn’t exist. But then… if you were going to a party, that meant you were dressed like that for someone else. You were someone else’s pretty date, for that guy to open the door to you and see.

He felt like he’d been punched in the gut.

“Hi,” he said simply.

“Hey,” you smiled.

Don’t fucking smile at me like that.

“Come on in,” he motioned, turning around and letting you follow him in. He couldn’t keep looking at you standing there. He needed to get you your shit and get you out before he exploded.

He headed toward the dresser. Usually he would have prepared stuff for you ahead of time, but he couldn’t bring himself to this time. He was fucking grateful he didn’t. It gave him something else to look at right now instead of you.

But that also meant it gave you time to look at his place while he searched. He suddenly felt self-conscious. He always was in times like this, about his shitty little trailer compared to everyone else’s at that school. But usually he just told himself anyone judging him wasn’t worth shit. With you…

“So, what party?” he asked, hoping to distract you from the place.

“Huh?”

“What party are you going to tonight?”

“Uh. No party…?”

He rolled his eyes. Really? Did you think he was stupid? “Look, I’m not gonna show up, if that’s what you’re worried about,” he said it light-heartedly, but it came out with much more bite than he’d anticipated. Figures. He was pissed about it. You guys always did this shit. You think he wanted to go to those awful parties where basically everyone would just get in line to bully the shit out of him? Yeah, no thanks.

“I’m not lying. Why would I lie?”

Eddie furrowed his brow and turned around at that. You sounded so genuine.  Maybe you weren’t lying? But… his eyes trailed down to your outfit. You were dressed up for something. So… then were you headed to a one-on-one date instead of a whole party? Oh, God, that was so much worse. Providing weed for you to go on a date with someone else. He shouldn’t have asked at all. He turned back around to find something as quickly as possible and get this done so he could get high himself and hopefully never have to think about this ever, ever again.

“Am I not good enough for you?” Your voice came from behind him, “Is that it? Some backwards retribution for what the guys put you through? Or is it someone else?”

Eddie spun around. What?????

You were… Jesus, you were crying. What on earth???

Maybe… you thought he was gonna short you? Or maybe you thought crying would get you a discount?  Well, no dice. Even if you looked really cute with your big eyes all watered up like that. But he would never tell you that. All your jock friends would come beat the shit out of him if they knew he’d thought that.

Or, Jesus, maybe you were mad he was taking so long and wasting your precious time. Well, lucky for you then, he’d just found the right bag.

“I was… gonna give you a half ounce for $20? That seems fair to me…?”

“What?” you asked quietly.

He looked down at the baggie in his hand, then back to you, “What?”

“Eddie,” you chuckled. Oh man, he liked when you said his name. “Eddie, I’m not here for drugs.”

What??? What on earth else could you be here for?

“I was asking-- I was asking you to go on a date with me.”

You… sorry. You what? No way he’d heard that right.

“You… you were… asking me… on a date.”

You nodded.

“And… not a date as a way to get drugs?” He really wouldn’t be able to handle that if that was the case. If he got to kiss you and put his hands on you… he wasn’t sure he could ever let go. Or that he would ever recover from being used like that by you.

“I don’t even do drugs, Eddie.”

Eddie set the weed back down and put a hand to his forehead, trying to work through this, “You’re serious?”

He was running through every option. The one that kept screaming at him was that this was a prank, but you wouldn’t have cried like that for a prank. What on earth else could your motive here be???

“Um,” you played with your sleeve, “If it’s… if it’s so ridiculous to you that I’m interested in you, you could just say that. I know your whole M.O. is, like, anti-cheerleader. So, if you don’t want to date me, I can just g—“

“Woah, woah, I never said that.”

A universe in which he wouldn’t fucking jump— no, not jump, fucking tackle every other motherfucker on the track— to date you didn’t even exist. He wondered how you could have possibly seen it like that. That somehow he thought he was too good for you? That wasn’t even a fathomable.

“Look, I’m…” he shook his head, “just trying to process… the queen of Hawkins high is asking me on a date. You do know who I am, right?”

Everyone knew. Scary, satanic, fucking freak who ran around the school terrorizing everyone. You were there every day in that cafeteria, seeing him yelling and walking on tables. You’d heard everyone calling him awful nicknames. Hell, half your high school experience had been him repeating his senior year. You absolutely knew who he was.

“Um, well, that is kind of the whole point of going on a date with someone,” you explained, “To learn about who they are…”

He wanted to ram his head through a door. You were so fucking adorable. And so fucking genuine. You actually wanted to date him. You actually wanted to know him. As fucking ludicrous and backwards as it was, that’s what you were telling him right now. And for some other ludicrous reason, he was believing you.

He cracked a grin, shocked, “So you LIKE me?”

You swatted his arm, “Eddie! Answer me!”

“I’m sorry! Sorry! Obviously, obviously I want to date you. I’m not entirely sure what you think you’re getting out of this situation, and I know you’re gonna get sick of me really quick, but if you’re willing to low ball yourself to my—“

“Eddie,” you repeated, “Just shut up.”

Eddie grinned even wider, “See? Told ya you’d get tired of me quickly.”

You opened your mouth to protest but he was already kissing you. The floodgates were open. He was kissing you and he would never stop kissing you now. He’d had a crush on you for so long and you tasted just as sweet as he’d always thought you would. You two were gonna go on a fucking date, and fucking hold hands and shit, and you’d come up to his lunch table to talk to him all the time, and—

Wait.

Eddie pulled away.

“Oh my god, I’ve been so rude to you this week!”

“Oh. Uh. It’s okay--”

“It most certainly is not!”

“Eddie—“

“If anyone else treated the girl I was dating like that and made her cry, I would literally go kick their teeth in.” That wasn’t even the half of what he’d do if someone made you cry. He’d be in jail for murder by the end of the night, guaranteed.

You giggled, “As admirable as that is, I prefer your teeth as they are.”

“Okay, then think of something else. Anything. You name it.”

“Go on a real date with me?” You raised your eyebrows. As if he would fucking say no.

“That’s a reward, not a punishment.”

“Go on a real date with me to the movies and buy my body’s weight worth of popcorn for me?”

He grinned, “Atta girl.”

His girl. Fuck.

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A/N: HI HI HI HI I looove writing his perspective he’d be literally so sweet to a girl he’s crushing on i love him i love him

Read Y/N’s POV here!

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I Was Made For Lovin' You

Eddie Munson x Henderson! Reader/ enemies to friends? to lovers

Summary- Your brother, Dustin, just started highschool. After everything that happened, everything with the upside down, you were more than a little on edge. And when he started hanging out with the schools "freak" you became more and more anxious. But when the freak himself promises to protect your little brother no matter what, you find yourself rethinking what everyone else told you about him.

💀work in progress, multi part💀

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Worlds Apart

Eddie Munson x cheerleader!reader

Summary: You and Eddie Munson had decided to keep your relationship a secret, but still, it was hard to keep his hands to himself when you wore your cheer uniform.

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Shot In The Dark (fem version)

Shot In The Dark (male/gn version)

Summary: When the popular good-grade student start to talk to Eddie Munson, he thinks it’s too good to be true. They become quick friends, but when y/n asks him out, learns that it was too good to be true...

🎬Robin Buckley🎬

-Nothing yet-

🗞Nancy Wheeler🗞

-Nothing yet-

🍦Steve Harrington🍦

-Nothing yet-

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The Cheerleader and The Freak Pt 2 (Angst ending in fluff)

Summary:(this is a part 2) Eddie rejects a popular cheerleader (reader) after a miscommunication making the reader think differently of the metalhead.

Warnings: I’m not really sure anymore. Use of y/n again. Some mature language. Reader is 18+. Reader is kinda mean to Eddie but it doesn’t last.

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After driving home angry you made your way to your room and cried yourself into a nap to quiet the anger from the public rejection. The rejection of Eddie isn’t what was making so hurt. It’s was the fact that Eddie treated you like you’re stereotype, something you never once did to him. The heartbreak soon turned to a sour taste for the metal head, after him treating you the way he did. You would have locked yourself in your room and slept the weekend away if Chrissy hadn’t stop by waking you up from your pity party.

After not going to practice she knew something was wrong. She made you tell her everything, including your crush on Eddie Munson. She was supportive; well she would have been if he reciprocated the feelings and wasn’t a total asshole about rejecting you. She offered to go talk to him and tell him off for being so rude to you but you told her not to do anything., you’d deal it yourself.

You want to forget about Eddie for the time being and she let you do just that begging you not to drown yourself in ice cream at home and maybe go to the mall to get him off your mind instead. You agreed but settled on you going to family video to return the movie. You didn’t even wanna watch it now that Eddie was involved in the idea of doing so.

When you walk into the store Robin is the first to greet you knowing you from Nancy and Steve. “Y/n hi! Uh Steve had been waiting for you to come in. I’ll go get him!” Before you can stop her Robin is screaming for Steve in the luckily empty store. You sigh uncomfortably knowing he’s going to ask if his set up attempt was successful.

Steve comes out from the back room and smiles widely when he sees you and leans against the counter. “Y/n Hey! How was the movie?” You put on your best smile despite your tense demeanor. “Uh scary. I won’t be sleeping tonight.” You let out an awkward laugh in an attempt to make it look like you watched the movie not wanting to elaborate further then that.

Steve goes to push further when the door opens quickly making all heads turn to the door. Your heart dropped when you recognized the face immediately. Eddie looks like he had just ran all the way to the store. His eyes are searching for something landing on Steve as he attempts to catch his breath. “ Did y/n y/ln rent the new nightmare Harrington? I need to know how much I just fucked up. ”

Steve’s eyes fall to you slowly; Eddie following his gaze and looking like a dear in the headlights. Suddenly the room becomes small and constricting as you avoid Eddie eyes at all cost. “I’ll go so you can help him.” You duck your head quickly and quietly head for the door when Eddie steps in your way.

“Y/n can I please talk to you.”His demeanor from early at school seems to be gone completely confusing you as you look up at him never meeting his gaze . For a slip moment he looks like the Eddie you fell for, gentle and sweet.

Your eyes dart towards Steve who can now tell that the answer was not what he hoped and is quickly trying to put pieces together as he watches you two near the door. You look back at Eddie in the eyes this time anger clouding your brain as you speak; “Please get out of my way I’m trying to leave.” He stays standing his body towering over you smaller frame. You start to move around him when he pulls a gentle hand on your arm to stop you again.

You move your arm away him as if his touch has hurt you. “Just leave me alone Munson. I have nothing to say to you.” The coldness in your voice makes even you surprised. You see Eddie’s face fall like you’ve seen many times before when people at school call him names.

You look down again feeling frustrated tears burn behind yours eyes. Eddie sees this and gives you space stepping back gently. “I don’t want to make you cry again. Just please give me 5 minutes to explain why I reacted the way I did. You can go back to hating my guts again after. Promise.”

You sigh annoyed at his stubbornness but meet his gaze again. “2 minutes.” Eddie nods quickly and rocks on the balls of his feet. “Girls like you don’t date guys like me y/n.” You scoff at his statement and shift your weight not impressed so far.

Eddie sighs frustrated and runs his ring clutter finger through his messy waves. “You have to admit The cheerleader falling for the school freak sounds like the plot to some cheesy Rom Com.” He gives you a dorky smile as he hears a small laugh fall from your chest as you let your shoulders relax a bit.

“I didn’t even want to entertain the thought that your interest in asking me on a date was genuine because then if it was some big joke I’d be crushed.” You look up at the taller boy wiping the single tear that has escaped. “You really thought I’m just like them didn’t you.”

The shaking in your voice makes Eddie’s heart ache knowing he’s made you feel so small. “I did. I should have remembered you’re not the best actress from the annual Christmas play.” You look up at the boy shocked by this statement.

“That was in middle school Munson! I was nervous and I forgot my line!” You hide your embarrassment with an eye roll and surpassed smile. Eddie gives you his signature dimpled smile you feel for originally. “Ah I got a smile from you.” When you cross your arms angrily at him he puts his hands up in surrender.

“Sorry I’m supposed to be apologizing not flirting.” As he watches the pink tint dust your cheeks he continues. “I never should have assumed you where liked those other Pom Pom welding mean girls and meat head jocks. If you’d ever let me I’d like to show you what I really think about Y/n Y/ln.”

The bubble of anger in your chest had finally popped. You offer the metal head a soft smile. “I’d like that. I’m going to make you work for it though Munson. You where a real ass and I don’t deal with that. Not even from cute dorks like you.” Seeing Eddie blush makes your heat flutter a bit as you slip past his larger frame towards the door. “I’m looking forward to our stupid little date Munson.” With that you leave with a wave and a confused Steve and Robin to question the now flushed boy.

The first part of this story got so much love! I’m so happy so many people enjoyed it enough to want a part 2! I hope it was worth the wait! Let me know what kind of image you guys wanna see next!

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Kissed just to be kissed part 2💋!!

The long awaited rerelease of the sequel to kissed just to be kissed hope you enjoy it. Sorry it took so long I like the way this one came out a lot better than the last one.

Loud poppy music blaring from speakers, drunk or high teenagers and young adults. Safe to say this was not Eddie Munson’s scene but here he sat in a circle with a small group of kids from the party who wanted to play a silly kids game, spin the bottle.

Normally Eddie would have excused himself or even left at this point but (Y/n) was here and sat in the circle so even if he wasn’t playing he needed to be close by.

To make matters worse due to both their schedules he hadn’t seen her all day or gotten any kind of affection from her let alone a kiss.

He had expected one when they sat down during the calm before the storm but she was too distracted taking to Steve and Robin.

The fact that when the bottle pointed at (Y/n) it also pointed at Steve should have brought Eddie some comfort. Steve was a good man after all, he wouldn’t try anything especially not tonight.

Unfortunately Steve wasn’t the problem it was everyone else’s reactions mixed with how natural their kiss was that stuck a dagger right through Eddie’s chest.

There was no awkwardness to it and no accusations of losing a bet followed either.

In fact what did follow was someone slapping Steve on the back for getting to kiss her.

Before Eddie can even spare a glimpse (Y/n)’s way he’s storming off outside.

He tried to calm himself by having a smoke but it seemed all he could focus on was the bitter taste in his mouth.

“Eddie what’s wrong why’d you take off like that?”

“I’m fine sweetheart go back inside.”

“I don’t want to go back in without you.”

He hates the twinge that sends right to his heart.

“It’s cold out here.”

She doesn’t listen staying in place despite her lack of a coat paired with a particularly hard gust of window.

Eddie sighs getting rid of his cigarette before shoving his jacket off his shoulders and handing it to her.

“Take this at least.”

She smiles gratefully covering her bare shoulders.

“Thank you Eds.”

She tried to kiss his cheek while he helped her with the jacket but he jerked away making her frown.

“What’s wrong talk to me please.”

“Why didn’t you kiss me when we sat down and you leaned over to grab your drink? Normally you would have kissed me.”

“I don’t know you looked uncomfortable as it was I didn’t want to make it worse.”

Eddie scoffs shaking his head.

“Didn’t want to make it worse or didn’t want king Steve back there to see?”

“What why would I care what Steve sees?”

“I don’t know you tell me you’re the one kissing him.”

“Yeah for a game, I don’t understand Eddie why are you getting so upset about this?”

“Because those are my kisses! Mine not Steve’s!”

The sentence is followed by a thick heavy silence.

It clicked to(Y/n), he was jealous.

In his head Eddie knows he sounds like a petulant child. An angry little boy fighting over his favorite toy. But right now that doesn’t matter to him.

“It’s not-”

“I mean fuck I’m so stupid!”

“You aren’t stupid!”

“Clearly I am because I fooled myself that somehow you weren’t gonna get taken from me like every other good thing in my god damn life.”

“I’m not going anywhere-”

“I get it he’s king Steve and I’m just the freak! You should be with someone like him, everyone fucking sees it. They see you kissing me and wonder what bet you lost or how good of a deal you must be getting on weed because why else would you be kissing the freak show.”

“No one thinks that Eddie at least not anyone that matters.”

“Oh no princess our friends see it. They’ve been talking about it since you started kissing me. Hell even Henderson thought you had some body snatchers thing going on because why the hell else would you be kissing me.”

“Then they’re wrong!”

“Maybe guys like me deserve to be kissed but not by someone like you.”

“That’s not true you do deserve to be kissed by me really! Let’s just go talk about this.”

“It’s fine (Y/n) your charity work is over. Whatever this is, is done. I should have thanked you for the first one and left it at that.”

(Y/n), not sweetheart, not princess just her name. It stung more than most of what he said.

“You aren’t charity work Eddie I kissed you because that’s what I wanted I mean it.”

“Just go back inside it’s cold out here.”

“No not without you please let’s talk about this.”

“I don’t belong in there just as much as I don’t belong with you.”

With that Eddie disappears into his van and down the road.

(Y/n) stands there for a minute letting the tears fall staring at the spot his van had been parked.

There’s a long pause where the only sound filling the quiet night air is the sound of her quiet cries.

It takes about five minutes before someone clears their throat.

“I’m sorry if I caused trouble between you two.”

“It’s alright Steve you didn’t do anything on purpose.”

“You should go after him.”

“I don’t think he wants to be around me right now.”

“Look Munson gave me some good advice once and I really should have listened to him. And he looks at you the way I’m sure I look at my girl. Don’t let a fight be what keeps you guys apart.”

“He’s a smart man when he wants to be.”

“You want me to take you home?”

(Y/n) nods wiping away a few stray tears.

Steve wraps an arm around her shoulders leading her off to the car.

At the trailer Eddie slumps down onto the couch earning a concerned look from his uncle who’s sat in his recliner.

“You’re home early.”

“Yeah.”

“Did you and (Y/n) have a fight?”

“How do you know something happened with (Y/n)?”

“No one else could have you so upset so cut the crap boy what’s goin on?”

“I ended things. She shouldn’t be slumming it with a guy like me. She deserves better.”

“That has to be the dumbest fuckin thing I’ve ever heard you say and you’ve said some stupid shit.”

“It’s true she shouldn’t be wasting time kissing me. Not when she should be with someone like Steve Harrington.”

“Is he the one with the hair? Why are you worryin about her kissin him? Did he put the moves on her or somethin?”

“We were playing this game and she had to kiss Steve and they- they just looked so right together.”

“Oh well I didn’t realize it was something so serious.”

“It is serious Wayne! They looked so good together, better than we do. Like she should be kissing him not settling with the trailer park freak.”

“Now you knock that off!”

It was rare that Wayne raised his voice towards his nephew. He usually only saved the guardian card for when Eddie wasn’t doing so well.

“I won’t listen to talk like that. For one reason or another that girl clearly cares about you a lot. And I know that she doesn’t care about any of that stuff you’re rantin on about. Don’t go screwin up a good thing because you’re getting in your own head.”

“I’m gonna go listen to music, need to clear my head.”

“Just think about it kid. She makes you happy, I don’t want to see you miss out on something good because you talked yourself out of it before it could start.”

The next day Eddie mopes around the trailer blaring his music, practicing the newest Metallica song, and smoking.

It’s storming hard like raining sideways hard. The fat drops drumming against the metal of the trailer. Trees heavily swaying to their sides. Thunder so loud it rattled the windows.

Eddie was surprised when a knock could be heard from the door.

Wayne who was getting ready to leave for work shared the same confused look.

Eddie shrugged moving to the door. He was even more surprised to see Dustin Henderson dressed in a yellow rain coat standing with his bike. He was partially out of breath panting.

“You live ridiculously far away you know that?”

“What the hell are you doing here Henderson?”

Eddie grabs the younger boy by the back of his collar yanking him into the trailer.

Dustin shoved the drenched hood of his coat down glaring up at Eddie.

Normally the young boy would be too intimidated to be so bold to the dungeon master but right now he was pissed.

“Are you crazy? You broke (Y/n)’s heart at that party you guys when to yesterday you know that right?”

“Dustin listen you don’t-”

“No you don’t get it Eddie. We didn’t tease you because we thought you weren’t good enough for (Y/n) we teased you about it because it’s so blatantly obvious to everyone but the two of you how in love you guys are! Because we’ve been talking about how long it would take for months and when you guys started kissing we hoped but you’d catch on finally but clearly you’re dumber than that!”

Eddie has his hands on his hips listening to the boys rant and it makes a lot more sense than the few people he could call friends mocking him.

His heart sinks knowing how much he hurt her.

“I really broke her heart?”

“Yes dude she’s crushed! After you left yesterday Steve drove her home and she didn’t stop crying the whole way. Believe it or not girls don’t just go around kissing people that they don’t have feelings for! She loves you a lot for some reason and you’re blowing it!”

“Shit.”

“The guys and I talked and we really don’t want to lose her at Hellfire because you were too much of a chicken to ask her out! It’s bad enough I have to deal with this shit with Steve I don’t want to hear it from you too!”

Eddie’s already started tugging on his leather jacket and shoving his shoes on.

Eddie thought back on Harrington’s situation with Wheeler and his stomach nearly dropped to his feet. That’s not what he wanted not with (Y/n).

He wanted to kiss her and hold her and be like all those stupid couples in the cheesy rom coms he avoided at Family Video. He didn’t want to be the cynical man his parents failed marriage created. He wasn’t going to be that guy, not anymore.

Dustin sighed looking up at Eddie’s hurt expression.

“Look, Steve’s with her at the diner something about wanting to take her out and at least cheer her up. I’m sure you could still find them there.”

Dustin barely managed to get the sentence out before Eddie’s slamming the door open taking off outside.

Dustin takes off after him hopping into the passenger seat.

Eddie must break at least five traffic laws on the way to the diner causing Dustin to clutch the handle on the door for dear life complaining about getting sick several times only for Eddie to reply “You hurl in my van you’re cleaning it up Henderson.”

Dustin literally thanks god with the van hastily pulls into one of the last two vacant parking spots at the crowded diner.

Eddie throws open his door making long strides to the door.

By the time he was even to the sidewalk he was drenched. Brown wavy hair sticking to his face water dripping off his clothes even his white sneakers were full of water.

From where he stands he can see (Y/n) and Steve beginning exit the establishment. The part of Eddie’s brain that usually told him to tuck tail and run seemed to be fast asleep because he’s rooted in his spot despite the fact that there’s no cover from the rain.

Steve and (Y/n) are standing in the vestibule (Y/n) holding brown to go bags while he fumbled with an umbrella.

Eddie’s eyes meet (y/n)’s through the glass window.

Her amused smile falls into a look Eddie can’t place but before he can think too hard about it she’s shoving the bags into Steve’s arms running out the door.

Contrary to (Y/n) Steve seemed much less surprised by the whole ordeal.

“Eddie?”

She’s standing in front of him even with the sky flooding down on them.

Eddie doesn’t respond staring at her.

How could he have been so stupid before.

“I was wrong. Like really fucking wrong. Like more wrong than people who say that poison is a metal band.” (Sorry if that insults anyone it just sounded like something he would say and they were as close as I could think of for a ‘poser’ style band he might disagree with)

“About what, what are you doing here?”

“I was wrong about everything sweetheart fucking everything. I don’t want to give up even if I probably should! You are mine okay not Steve’s or any one else’s, mine. Screw what everyone else thinks, screw what I thought it doesn’t matter! I’m not gonna lose you because I don’t want to lose you not now not ever okay?”

Before she can even think of responding he steps closer. In a heartbeat his hands are cupping her face his intense brown eyes watery as they are bore into her own.

She whispers his name but it’s too late Eddie’s already connecting their lips together.

It doesn’t take her anytime to react before she’s grabbing at his denim vest stepping closer.

Eddie’s heart his hammering in his chest so hard he’s surprised it hasn’t stopped.

When they pull apart they’re both breathless and his forehead rests against her own.

“Okay maybe I was right about one part.”

“What’s that Ed’s?”

“Those are definitely my kisses.”

His grin is a bit cocky but (Y/n) can’t seem to mind right now.

“Told you, you deserved to be kissed for real.”

Steve clearing his throat causes the two to take a step back.

He’s stood under the umbrella food in hand smiling similarly to how a proud parent does.

“Here’s your food, I’ll go grab Henderson.”

He passes the bags to Eddie.

Steve doesn’t linger moving to Eddie’s van.

Eddie looks to (y/n) with a questioning look.

“The food was for us I was hoping to bring it by and we could talk.”

“How about we take it out to lovers lake and have a picnic in the van? Then after we can have our first real kiss not as friends?”

They’re both grinning ear to ear.

“Does that mean I can’t kiss you the whole way there?” (Y/n) teases moving towards the van.

“Uh shit no you better I’m afraid I need those kisses princess I’ve gone without them for too long if I don’t get one soon I’ll just die.”

“Get in the van drama queen and I’ll kiss you as much as you want!”

“Don’t speak too soon princess your lips might get sore.”

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